oh my babies why did you have to leave

oya-art4  asked:

Hello, I've told you before, but I have to tell you again: You're Voltron Family AU is amazing! One of my friends want's to ask you a question but they're too nervous to ask because they think you are so awesome(as do I)! so I hope you don't mind but I'm going to ask in their stead. Anyway, this was their question: What if Pidge came home with a platonic (male or female) friend but the whole family assumed that it was like when Hunk and Lance brought over Shay and Rax?

Thank you! And oh my gosh! Tell them no need to be nervous and just send away the Voltron Fam prompt XD

[The Voltron Family] To say Shiro was nervous was probably the understatement of the century because Shiro was fricking nervous his hands were sweating nonstop and he could hardly tie his fricking tie properly. 

The cause of Shiro’s anxiety was that his baby girl said she was bringing someone home to their monthly formal dinner and that could only mean one thing: Pidge’s special someone. And if Shiro was just being honest, he’d rather be Pidge’s special someone forever—she said so when she was 5 “Daddy Shiro will always be The One for me” and Shiro might have cried at that and now he was crying for a different reason. There was no way someone was going to take her baby girl away from him.

Keith: You’re practically producing your own private pool.
Shiro: *blinks repeatedly and stares at Keith* *gapes*
Keith: *rolls his eyes* Let me do that for you. *does Shiro’s tie*
Shiro: Keith… *looks awfully miserable*
Keith: Relax, will you? *gives him a peck on the lips* It’s not going to be the end of the world.
Shiro: It’s the end of my world though.
Keith: Stop being so dramatic.*snorts*  Sometimes I feel like you should’ve gone to Broadway instead of going to med school.
Shiro: Haha. Very funny. *makes a face*
Keith: Why, thank you. *smiles* I’ve been told I’m very funny a couple of times. So it’s no surprise really. *shrugs*
Shiro: Keith… *frowns*
Keith: *cups Shiro’s face* She’s no longer a baby girl, Shiro.
Shiro: She’s still my baby girl. *pouts*
Keith: *smiles in amusement* *kisses Shiro’s pout away* If you behave, I’ll give you a prize.
Shiro: *eyes widens* *blushes* Keith— *gasp*
Keith: I’ll bake you whatever you want. *chuckles*
Shiro: *deflates* Oh.
Keith: *squints suspiciously* What were you even thinking, you pervert?!
Shiro: *shock* I.. I was thinking you’d treat me to a… a m-movie!
Keith: *rolls eyes* Nice save, champ.

The doorbell rang and it was Keith who opened it. In front of him was a girl in a black cocktail dress. 

Girl: *eyes widens* *flushes* Oh my gosh. *containing herself* *clenches her hands in excitement* Y-you’re Pidge’s Daddy!
Keith: Y-yes, I am. Well, one of her daddies anyway.
Girl: *beams* You’re very very very handsome tonight, Mister Shirogane.
Keith: You look lovely and beautiful tonight…
Girl: Alice! 
Keith: *smiles* Alice. Why don’t you come inside?
Alice: Thank you! *enters* *looks at Keith* I’m actually excited for tonight. It’s the first time I’ve heard of formal dinners at home. Usually they’re done outside  in such fancy restaurants but looking at your house now, I can understand why you’d rather have it here. So when Pidge told me her family was having one soon—*gets distracted by a family portrait* Oh my gosh. *coos* Is this them when they were kiddies?
Keith: *chuckles* Yeah. They were such cuties, weren’t they?
Alice: *looks closely* *giggles* I am so blackmailing Pidge with this. Look at her! How precious is that?!
Keith: *smiles at Alice* *loves her energy* You’ll definitely get along with my husband. *chuckles* Which reminds me, I should introduce you to him. C’mon, he’s in the kitchen.
Alice: *takes Keith’s arm and let’s him lead her* Lead the way, Sir. *smiles*

Keith was shocked by the gesture of the younger girl but somehow found it endearing how comfy Alice was with him since usually people tend to have a hard time warming up to him. They enter the kitchen and Shiro was there trying to make everything look perfect.

Shiro: *spots them* Oh, hello. *eyes widens*
Alice: *beams* Hello! *looks at Shiro then back at Keith* You, sir, have such great taste in men. 
Keith: *chuckles* Oh gods. *shakes head in amusement*
Pidge: Alice? *enters* You’re already here?
Alice: *turns around and sees Pidge* Pidge! Look at you looking so cute in that tux! *hugs her tight*
Pidge: *giggles* Thanks, man. I should show you my room! 
Alice: Yes! Let’s go! *turns back to Shiro and Keith* It was so nice to meet you, Pidge’s Daddies! 
Pidge: *grabs Alice’s hand* If you’ll excuse us, I’ll have to show her my new project. Just call us when dinner’s ready, yeah? See yah! *waves and drags Alice away with her*

Once the two girls were gone…

Shiro: A girl. Pidge’s special someone is a girl. *shock* Oh my god.
Keith: *rolls eyes* She’s a lovely girl though.
Shiro: I lost to a girl. *looks at Keith* I lost Pidge’s affection to a girl, Keith.
Keith: You’ll get over it. *chuckles*

During dinner, something rings…

Alice: Sorry! *looks at her phone from her purse* It’s my boyfriend. *looks apologetic* I’m sorry if you’ll excuse me I have to answer this. He’s calling internationally and they’re rather pricey and if I don’t—-
Pidge: Just go, dude. *shakes her head in amusement* The sushi won’t go anywhere. If it makes you feel better, I’ll make sure Hunk doesn’t eat everything and save some for you.
Alice: You’re such a gem, Pidge. This is why you’re my best friend. *laughs* Alright. BRB. *waves at the family in the table* *leaves*
Shiro: *gapes* Best friend?
Pidge: *looks up* Yeah. Alice is my best friend. She’s really nerdy despite being such an extrovert and energetic. *looks at Shiro suspiciously* Why?
Lance: *giggles* Daddy Shiro might’ve thought Alice was your girlfriend!
Hunk: Oh my god. *laughs along* 
Pidge: Oh my god. Daddy Shiro! What the hell?
Shiro: What? You didn’t tell me you were bringing your friend!
Pidge: I did though! I said I’ll bring my friend. She’s really interested in our formal dinners. She likes playing dress up and would like to see me wearing something formal to take pictures of. Which she really did. *rolls eyes*
Shiro: How was I supposed to know about that? *defensive*
Pidge: I didn’t know we’re not allowed to bring friends. *pouts grumpily*
Shiro: No, sweetheart. Of course you are. *smiles apologetically*
Hunk: I think this is partially my fault because I brought Shay to meet the family. *looks at Shiro* I’m so so sorry, Dad.
Keith: *smiles* Then the Rax thing happened with Lance. I guess you can’t really say you blame your Daddy Shiro on this one, Pidge. 

When Alice came back and she saw the family laughing…

Alice: *smiles* What did I miss? I leave for a few minutes and you’re all having fun without me. *pouts* 
Shiro: *smiles at her genuinely* Why don’t you sit down Alice and I’ll go get Pidge’s baby pictures.
Alice: *eagerly sits back* oh my god. This is gonna be good. I have my camera ready for baby pigeon. *beams at Pidge* 
Pidge: *groans* *looks at Shiro* Daddy Shiro nooooooo…..

Build A Boyfriend - Jongup

Originally posted by xhownu

“You are immature, childish, and care for no one but yourself! I don’t know how I’ve dealt with you for so long, your a wreak of a person. Good luck finding someone to deal with your crazy ass!” Your boyfriend screams as he shoved his suitcase into his truck.

“Please, Don’t leave me! I can change! Please just give me one more chance.” You begged him. Your face was covered in tears and running mascara. Your eyes burned from crying so much and it paired with a raw throat. 

You grabbed his arm but he yanked it away. He turned to you with a glare. “I’m going to stay with friends. I’ll be back in a week, Be gone when I get back, understand?”

“Y-yes. I do.”

“Good.” He said. He god in his car and slammed the door. He turned it on and sped away. You watched the truck disappear down the road and it only made you sob harder. He was your everything and you ruined it by just being you.

It’d been three days since your, now ex, boyfriend left to his friends house to escape from you. You called a friend of yours who was selling her home and made a deal with her and her soon to be husband. You were surprised they agreed on such short notice but you weren’t complaining.

You were going to be at at your ex’s for one more night to make sure you had everything you owned packed and ready to go. It sucked, but there was nothing you could do about it. He wouldn’t answer your texts or calls. It drove you insane knowing he looked at his phone but straight up ignored it as long as it came from your number.

You gave up and decided to text your friend instead to ask about the house a bit more. All you knew was it was a two bedroom, 2 and a half bath place with a decent sized kitchen. You didn’t understand why they would want to leave that place. It sounded like the perfect home for a soon to be married couple that planned on a baby. 


‘Hey (Y/n)! What’s up?’

‘You got everything out of the house right?’

‘Yes we did. There is one thing there but its a present for you.’

“Oh. You didn’t have to do that. But anyways I’ll be moving my stuff in tomorrow so I just wanted to make sure it was clear.’

‘It’s the least I could do for my long time friend.’

You changed out of your clothes into pajamas and crawled into the covers on your chair. It was the only furniture you owned in the house and the only thing you’d be taking to the new place besides a mattress. You felt your chest tighten when you tried to hold back the tears that tried to escape. You knew you would be crying yourself asleep again tonight.

You had all of your things packed into a moving truck. The man driving it was super nice and agreed to take you to the place since you didn’t have a car. He told you he’d help get everything out of the back but that’s the most he could do because he was scheduled to help out another person move. You thanked him for even doing that.

He brought you to the place and got some stuff out from the back into the yard. You were thankful it hadn’t rained the night before. You began moving everything in but stopped dead in your tracks when a boy stood in the center of your living room. He just stood smiling at you, not a creepy smile but a welcome home kind of smile, but given the circumstances it did creep you out a little bit.

“Uhm…Hello. Who are you?”

“Hello (Y/n), I’m glad you’re finally home. I’m Jongup, your boyfriend.”

You took a surprised step back and looked at him with confusion. He just kept smiling like what he said was normal. “Uh no. No you are not.”

“Let me explain it to you. I am Moon Jongup. I was made just for you to be your boyfriend. I have been told that a friend of yours was the one who did it instead of you.”

“Made for me? You kidding me right?”

“No. You can even call your..Friend it was? And ask them!” He was practically pleading you and it was kinda sad. You caved and called her.

“Yeah at first I thought it was a bunch of bull too but then he showed up and well… that.”

You hung up and looked at him in disbelief. He forced a smile at you and twirled his thumbs. You sighed and looked at the ground. “I’m sorry Jongup, I’m not ready for another boyfriend. I just got out of a relationship and need time. Please understand that.”

“I do, but I am not leaving. I will stay with you as a friend until you are ready. And when you are I will make sure you never get hurt again.”

You smiled at him and felt a tear go down your face. You could stop the river that came down your cheeks. You let out a surprised gasp when Jongup came up and hugged you. “It’s okay (Y/n), Don’t cry I’m here for you.”

You knew you weren’t ready but this assured you, that when you were, he was going to be exactly what you needed and wanted. You barley knew him and already he felt like home.

A Look You’ve Never Seen Before

Pairing: Kwon Jiyong X Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 3,400

“Kwon Jiyong,” You yelled, “you got mud in my hair!” Jiyong only laughed as you tried raking your fingers through the wet mess of hair and mud. You glared at him causing him to throw his hands up in surrender.

“Mianhae” He smiled. You smiled back, accepting the apology and taking your muddy sneakers off. After all, it was your idea to play outside in the rain.

“It’s almost 11:30,” you noted, scrunching your nose. “Let’s go take showers and go to bed.” He nodded and smiled at you. You lead him to your guest bathroom and handed him a clean towel. “Take off your boxers and get in the shower so I can wash and dry your clothes” You instructed.

“Shouldn’t you buy me dinner first, Jag?” He said with a giggle.

“Pabo!” You shouted, hitting him playfully on his bare chest.

“OWWW” he said with a hurt look on his face. “ Yah! you’re stronger than you think!”

“Shut up and do what you’re told!” You shouted with a smile. He raised his eyebrows, putting his hands on the waistband of his boxers.

“Well if you say so, Jagiya.” He said, slowly pulling his boxers down. Your eyes widened at him before you covered them with your hand.

“YAH! HAJIMA!” You shouted putting your free hand out in front of you, waving it.

“Oh, baby, I love it when you talk Korean to me” He said taking a step closer and grabbing your outstretched hand.

“KWON JIYONG,” You screamed, pulling your hand away, “DON’T YOU DARE!” You could hear him giggle and move towards you.

“Yah! I’m only doing what you told me to do!” He said, giggling. You turned around to make a run for the door, when you felt his hands wrap around your waist.

“KWON JIYONG!” You screeched as he picked you up from behind. You giggled, squirming in his arms.

“Yes, dear?” He said calmly

“Put me down!” You laughed

“Why? You said you need a shower too.” He said, walking toward the shower.

“No!” You laughed, kicking your legs. “Jiyong! Hajima!”

“Ani!” He exclaimed. He put you down, his arm still around your waist to keep you near him. He turned on the water to the shower head and you turned around in his grasp. You squirmed in his grip, but it was no use, he was stronger than you. He looked at you with a devious smile and winked before stepping into the shower with his boxers still on and pulling you in with him. As soon as the cold water hit your face, you gasped in shock.

“Ji, I’m still in my clothes.” You whined.

“We can change that” He said, winking at you once again, pulling at the hem of your shirt. You laughed and tried to push his hands away.

“What would your girlfriend say if she knew you were trying to get your best friend naked in the shower?” You questioned, still laughing. Jiyong dropped his hands from your shirt and his smile faded as he looked at the ground.

“She broke up with me.” He said, still looking down. You gasped and took his hand in yours.

“Ji, I’m so sorry. Why didn’t you tell me?” He shrugged, continuing to look away.

“Sorry. I tried but-” He was cut off by the door opening.

“What is going on in here?” Your roommate, Kate asked. “What is with all the screaming?” You quickly jumped out of the stream of water onto the floor mat and closed the curtain. Kate’s eyes widened.

“Wh-” she started before you cut her off grabbing her wrist and leading her out into the hallway.

“Ji, don’t forget your boxers!” You yelled over you shoulder.

“What the hell” she whispered as soon as you were out of the room and the door was shut behind you.

“I know that looked bad.” You quickly admitted.

“Yeah” she said with a look on her face that said ‘what the hell are you doing?’ “What would his girlfriend think?”

“It’s not at all what you are thinking. I told him to leave all of his clothes on the floor so I could take them to wash them and he was just messing around. He’s my best friend, Kate. We were just having fun.”

“Too much fun obviously!”

“It’s not like that!”

“Oh yeah? Then what is it like? I heard what you guys were saying! Why were you speaking in Korean? Did you know I could hear you? I heard him call you baby!”



“First of all, I use Korean with him when I need to get my point across. Second of all, no, I didn’t know you could hear us, but you know what? I wasn’t worried about it. Third, he calls me stuff like that everyday, Kate!”

“WHAT? Not around me he doesn’t!”

“Yes. He does, Kate. Jag, Jagi, Jagiya what do you think those mean?”

“I don’t know!”

“Honey, sweetie, love, darling, babe, baby. Anything you call your significant other really.” Her eyes went big and she threw her hands up in the air.

“What the hell!” She whispered loudly.

“He’s my best friend, Kate.” You said, annoyed by her accusations.  

“I know.” She said, still not done proving her point. You rolled your eyes and turned around, about to knock on the door. “Do you love him?” You stopped with your fist in the air, about to make contact with the door.

“What?” You asked through gritted teeth.

“Do you love him?” She repeated. You turned around to face her.

“Of course I do he’s my best friend.” You turned back around and knocked on the door before she could say anything else. “ Ji!” You said loud enough for him to hear.

“Yeah?” He replied.

“I’m gonna grab your clothes. Okay?”

“Okay.” He responded.

“Answer my question!” She said, grabbing your hand, causing you to turn to look at her. By the expression on her face, you could tell she had regret her action. She let go, backing up a little bit. You turned back around, opening the door and entered the room, steam hitting your face as you walked in. You closed the door behind you and walked to the bath mat to pick up his wet clothes. As you reached down, you  felt a hand grab your wrist and before you could protest, you were dragged into the hot stream of water. Your gasp was cut off by Jiyong’s wet lips crashing onto yours. You froze in shock. He pulled away, breathing hard.

“I want you, Jagiya.” he said with lust in his eyes. A look you had never seen from him before.

“O-okay” You stuttered. He smiled and kissed your lips again while sliding his hand up the side of your body that was plastered with wet clothes. This time you kissed him back, moving your lips against his. He pulled away from your lips and kissed your neck.

“Good” He growled against your neck as he bit and kissed it. You tilted your head away from his lips, exposing your neck to him. You slid your hands up his wet back and sighed as he left purple marks on your skin. His hands found their way to the bottom of your shirt and he pulled it over your head before dropping it on the ground in a wet pile. He moved his hands to your belt and quickly undid it, while kissing you, your hands now in his hair pulling on his bleached, wet strands. He skillfully undid the button and zipper on your shorts, dropping them to the ground as well. You stepped out of them and he stepped back to get a good look at you in your black bra and green lacy panties. “Damn” He said, biting his lip. You blushed and looked down, embarrassed even though he was already completely naked. He tipped your chin up to look at him. “Jagi, you’re beautiful.” He said before kissing you hard and biting your lip.

As he kissed you, he reached around to unhook your bra and pulled it off, letting it fall to the ground as well. He replaced the bra with his hands gently massaging, making you moan. He growled deeper this time, placing a kiss on your forehead. “You’re so damn sexy, Jagiya.” You blushed again, still nervous. As he slid his hand down your body, he maintained eye contact. His hand slid into your panties, causing you to gasp. He smirked and licked his lips as he moved his hand further in, gliding against the most sensitive areas. You moaned louder. “Shhhhh baby. We wouldn’t want Kate to come back, would we?” You shook your head, holding back whimpers as he continued letting his fingers roam in your underwear.

He looked down at his hand in your panties, then back up at you, struggling to keep your mouth shut. He smirked, brushing wet hair off of your face with his free hand then kissing you hard to keep you quiet as he shoved one finger into you. You gasped into his mouth. He began moving it in and out, gaining speed.

Suddenly he pulled away, revoking all contact. You whined in protest, sticking out your bottom lip. He laughed, “Just wait, baby.”

“I can’t.” You whined. Just then, he dropped to his knees and pulled your panties off in one swift motion. He spread your legs a little more, kissing where your underwear just was. He licked where his fingers were moments before. You covered your mouth with your hand to conceal all sounds you knew wanted out, falling against the cold tile wall. He left a hickey on your thigh before standing up.

“Why so shy, yoebo?” He asked, tucking wet strands of hair behind your ear. You bit your lip and looked at him. He smiled and gently kissed your lips. When he pulled away you smirked and pushed him up against the wall. When his back hit the tile he grunted and looked at you, curious as to what was going to happen next. You bit his neck, suddenly no longer shy. You pulled away, making eye contact.

“Since when have I ever been shy around you, oppa?” You asked trailing your hand gently down his abs. A smile appeared on his face.

“Say that again” He demanded, smiling

“Oppa” You said snaking your arms around his neck. He suddenly crashed his lips on yours, roughly biting your bottom lip.

“I like you calling me that.”

“Oh yeah?” You said, sinking to your knees, maintaining eye contact. You took his length in your hand and kissed the tip. He rolled his head back, resting it on the wall with a moan. You licked the tip before taking all of it into your mouth. He took in a sharp breath of air when you were interrupted by a knock on the door. Shocked, you stopped to look up at him. He looked down at you and caressed your cheek as he held up a finger to his lips, signalling you to be quiet.

“Yeah?” He said in response to the knock.

“Can I come in?” Kate asked through the door. Ji looked down at you worriedly.

“Sure” he responded, not knowing what else to do.

“Thank you” she said entering the bathroom. You sneakily licked and kissed his length, teasing him. “I just really need to talk to someone or something to get some things off my mind. Ya know?”

“Mhm.” he said trying to mask his pleasure. You smirked at his reactions, standing up. Kate continued talking, neither of you paying any attention to what she was saying. You latched your lips onto his neck and left a purple mark. “Jagi!” Jiyong whispered.

“What’d you say, Jiyong?” Kate questioned. Jiyong glared at you as you gave him an innocent look. He smiled at you and pecked your lips.

“Uhhh … Nothing… I just got soap in my eyes.”

“Oh sorry. Did you rinse it out?”

“Yeah yeah. thanks” He said pulling on his hair in frustration. You smiled at him and took his hands, putting them around your waist and hugged him. He relaxed into your embrace and pulled you closer to him. Kate continued to talk about what was bothering her.

“… Maybe I just need to get laid… ya know?” She said, hinting to Jiyong. Jiyong didn’t hear a word she said. “Jiyong?” She asked, trying to get his attention.


“Were you even listening?”

“Yeah! Yeah.”

“Do you agree?” She asked. Jiyong looked at you, panicking.

“Yeah…”  He said trailing off and shrugging at you. You silently laughed at him.

“Maybe you can help me with that…” She said, continuing to hint.

“Oh yeah sure.” He had no idea what he was agreeing to.

“How about right now?”

“Uh… I’m in the shower…”

“Well I thinks it’s kinda hot in the shower.” She said flirtatiously. Confusion washed over Ji’s face. You, on the other hand, knew exactly what she was saying. He finally understood what she was talking about. His eyes went big and his jaw dropped, shaking his head. You covered your mouth, silencing your giggles.

“Uhhhhh Kate. I’m flattered but-” Jiyong was cut off by Kate grabbing the shower curtain to open it. He quickly grabbed it before she could move it open and held it shut. “I think you got the wrong idea, Kate.”

“Call me Jagiya.” He gave you a confused look, mouthing 'What the hell?’ You shrugged, enjoying the scene that was playing out before you.

“Hey, Kate? You sound a little drunk. Maybe we should talk later, okay?”

“Okay” she complied and left the room, closing the door behind her.

Jiyong turned to you and smiled. You smiled back with your arms crossed over your chest. He slipped his hands around your waist and pulled you closer, kissing your forehead. You put your hands on his toned chest and smiled. He picked you up and pushed your back against the wall, your legs wrapping around his waist.

“I was gonna do this before she so rudely interrupted us.” He said before kissing you. You giggled against his lips as he pulled away to smile at you before softly connecting your lips once again. He deepened the kiss, brushing his tongue over your lips, distracting you as he pushed himself into you. You moaned into his mouth as he rolled his hips into yours, sending pleasure throughout your body.

“Ji-” You were cut off by your own moan as he slammed into you.

“What’s that?” He growled into your ear, sending chills down your spine.

“Oppa.” You whispered in response.

“That’s right baby girl,” he whispered, “say it again.”

“Oppa.” You half yelled. He growled into your neck, biting hard to keep quiet. Your nails dug into his back as he snapped his hips into yours over and over again. Finally you both finished and he returned you to the ground. He kept a tight grip on your hips as your legs were still shaking. . “You’re beautiful and I don’t tell you that enough.” He whispered, brushing water off your face and smiling at you.

“Ji, you tell me everyday.” You laughed, looking away. He smiled and caught your gaze again.

“I know, but that still doesn’t seem like enough.” He admitted. You smiled and kissed him.

After washing up in the shower, you both made your way to your bedroom.

“Shit. Ji, I didn’t wash your clothes so they’re still wet.” You exclaimed, looking at him apologetically. He laughed at you.

“It’s okay, Yeobo, it’s my fault you didn’t.” He had a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair still damp from the shower, while you were already in your pajamas. You smiled, looking him up and down. “What?” He asked, looking down at himself.

“Nothing. You just look really good right now.” You smirked. He smiled and closed the space between you, pulling you into a kiss. When he pulled away, he kissed your forehead.

“I love you, Y/n.” he whispered against your forehead. You smiled at his words, closing your eyes. He pulled away and studied your face to try to read your reaction.

“I love you too, Jiyong.” You smiled. He relaxed his shoulders as if a huge weight had been lifted off of his chest. He smiled briefly before looking down.

“Ya know that’s why she broke up with me… because she knew I loved you before I even knew.”  His hands dropped to his sides. You slid your hand through his wet hair and looked into his eyes.

“I’m so sorry, Ji. I didn’t know-” He cut you off.

“No! It’s not your fault. I don’t want you to think you are even remotely responsible for her breaking up with me. It was all my fault, Jagi. Not yours. I started spending more time and money on you and I started falling in love with you without even realizing it until she pointed it out. Honestly, I’m glad she broke up with me. If she didn’t, I wouldn’t be here with you like this right now.” He explained as he brushed his thumb over your cheek.

“But you’re so upset,” You pointed out, “if you’re happy she broke up with you, why are you upset?” He sighed then smiled before answering your question.

“I put her through that and it was wrong of me. I probably hurt her more than I would’ve if I had broken up with her when I knew I didn’t love her.” He admitted. He looked so broken, you didn’t know what to do. You wanted to help him, but didn’t know how.

“When did you know you didn’t love her?” you asked impulsively. He looked up to your eyes before quickly looking away to answer.  

“When you went to that fancy event with me and the boys. You looked so beautiful, my heart started beating faster. Seunghyun hyung told me that was love. At the time I didn’t believe him, but the next weekend I took her out for a date and she got all dressed up. She looked very pretty, but… but she didn’t even come close to making me feel the way you did.” He looked down at your hands as he rubbed his thumb over a scar on the back of your hand. You smiled, remembering the story behind the scar.

“Remember when I got this scar,” you changed the subject, “you freaked out because of all the blood.” He smiled and shook his head, remembering the details.

“I felt so bad,” He laughed, “it was your fault though!” Your mouth dropped open and your eyes grew wide.

“What? No way! You chucked your keys at me like a maniac!” You exclaimed. Jiyong looked down and laughed at your exaggeration.

“I tossed them and you freaked out, waving your hands about like a crazy person!” He laughed.

“Well I wasn’t ready!” You laughed. He smiled warmly at you. You sat on the end of your bed and smiled up at Jiyong. He sat down next to you, caressing your face before whispering an 'I love you.’ You smiled before leaning in and kissing him. When you were about to pull away, he deepened the kiss and pushed you down on the bed. “Jiyong” You giggled against his lips. He pulled away a little, smiling.

“Yes, princess?” He asked. You smiled at him calling you princess and kissed him again. He smirked against your lips and slid his hand up your shirt, sending chills throughout your body. His hand settled on your ribs as you slid your hands around the back of his neck. He kissed your neck and collarbone, gently biting occasionally. His hand, then slid down to your pajama bottoms, tugging them down. You kicked them off the rest of the way, letting them fall to the floor as you scooted yourself further onto the bed. Jiyong pulled on your lacy underwear, accidentally ripping them. He pulled away from you, looking down at the ripped panties. “I’m so sorry, jagi! I didn’t mean-” you cut him off with a kiss.

“It’s fine,” you smiled, “you’ll just have to buy me new ones.” You smirked.

“Oh I can do that.” He said before tossing the panties on the the ground and going back to kissing you.

  • Akutagawa: *texting* Why are you throwing rocks at my window? Use your phone!
  • Atsushi: Oh right, sorry lol
  • Akutagawa: Did you juST THROW YOUR PHONE AT MY WINDOW!?
Would You Like That, ‘Girlfriend’?

Summary: Cas decides to be your fake boyfriend so that a bartender will finally leave you alone.

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Word Count: 2200

Warnings: smutty-ish, public dry humping???? (idek lol), language, Cas says the word “fuck” a lot (idk its a head canon of mine that Cas drops the F-bomb a lot when he’s turned on)

A/N: this is for @marksheppardischarming‘s June writing challenge! My prompt was “fake dating” :-)

Tags: @divinitycas @miss-spnm0mma @not-so-natural-spn @bkwrm523 @netflixandcastiellll @phantomangelgoddess

Originally posted by supernaturalfreewill

You, Sam, Dean and Cas had just arrived back at the bunker from a hunt a state over, and although it was a successful one, it was long and tiring. You couldn’t wait to snuggle into your PJ’s and watch some Netflix.

“You guys wanna go to Mel’s?” Dean suddenly asked, right as you were going to make your way to your room.

You audibly groaned. Mel’s was the only bar near the bunker and the bartender, Rick, was always hitting on you.

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Genre: smut, fluff, childhood friends turned fuck buddies

Word Count: 4k

You and Jungkook had drifted apart since childhood. But now he’s back and sexier than ever.

A/N: Thank you @onerandomkpop for making this beautiful, sexy vine that inspired me to write this! I am so thirsty for Jungkook.


Thank you @chimchims for the love and support <3

Jungkook and Y/N. You two were inseparable. For as long as you remember, he had been your first friend. The friend that learned how to ride bikes with you, the friend that would push you while you were on the swings, the friend that you would religiously watch Disney movies with. Over time, things changed, you drifted apart. 

Maybe it was the fact that you both went through puberty, Jungkook becoming an attractive, wild, ladies man, and you retreating into your bookworm, introverted shell. After middle school, you hardly ever spoke to him. It was like you never knew each other, passing by in the halls without even a glance. In college, it became worse.

2 years ago

“Chug, chug, chug, FUCK YEAH!” hordes of frat guys cheered as a tall, toned boy chugged an entire bottle of God-knows-what mix of alcohol. It was rare that you would find yourself at these parties, always dragged along by a friend, and you admired the boy’s daring nature. He was daring to the point of being stupid. Must be nice to live without a care like that.

“Oh my god, Jungkook! That was so hot, baby, you’re the best,” a shrill voice shrieked as a living Barbie knocked you out of the way to throw herself on the drunk guy.

Jungkook. Fuck. Of course he would do something like this.

You were just about to leave before he could see you, even though he wouldn’t have given a fuck anyway, but curiosity got the best of you. You turned to look at Jungkook and the girl draped on him, lips firmly locked. You didn’t know why you did this to yourself. You had always tried to suppress your feelings for Jungkook, knowing that he would never like you like that. He wanted nothing to do with you. You were like the outgrown, worn-out clothes he had thrown away along with his cute, bubbly childhood personality. 

Just as turned around to leave you caught the flash of his eyes, intense, staring directly at you as he made out with that girl. A shiver went down your spine and you felt like you were on fire. Quickly dropping his gaze, you left, your feet not moving fast enough to get you out of that hellhole of a party. Even as you closed your eyes to sleep, you couldn’t get that stare out of your mind.

The sound of your phone ringing startled you from your vegetating state of watching TV on the couch and eating. No one ever called you. This was weird.

“Hello?” you answered the unknown number.

“Y/N,” a deep voice replied. You knew that voice.

“Jungkook?” you questioned although you were certain it was him.

“Long time no speak huh? How have you been?” Jungkook asked, a hint of humor in his voice.

“Good…how about you? Is everything ok?” you asked hesitantly. The only reason Jungkook would call you was if it was a life or death emergency.

“Yeah…I mean, no, not really. My parents are in town,” Jungkook started off slowly, “They’ve been bugging me to stop fucking around and settle down. You know, get a real job that’s not bartending, have some stability,” he trailed off. You heard him exhale deeply.

“Would you be my fake date to dinner tonight with my parents?”

You almost choked on your food, coughing embarrassingly in response.

“Y/N, are you alright? Damn, I didn’t think I was that unattractive,” Jungkook chuckled at your apparent shock.

“Why me? Jungkook, we haven’t spoken to each other in years. I don’t feel comfortable interfering in your personal life,” you answered, recovering from your initial disbelief.

“My parents like you. And I miss you,” Jungkook said, voice so saccharine you could picture his shit-eating grin.

“More like, none of your fuck buddies are presentable enough to meet your parents, right?” you shot back. You were almost offended. He was only asking you out to look good in front of his parents?

“Damn, still got that sharp tongue, I see.,” Jungkook feigned hurt, “Look, Y/N, you’re the only girl I trust. I need you, pleaseeee,” he begged in an attempted cute voice. “You’re probably sitting on your couch and watching TV right now, aren’t you?” Jungkook said knowingly.

You looked down at your baggy clothes and up at the TV in embarrassment. Well, you didn’t have anything to lose.

“Maybe I am, maybe I’m not. Whatever, I’ll do it,” you sighed. You didn’t know what you were signing up for or why you were even helping him, but a part of you missed being with Jungkook. Even the five minute phone call had put you in a better mood.

“Awww. I knew I could count on you in a crisis. I’ll pick you up at 8, Y/N,” Jungkook thanked you excitedly. Well, looks like you would fall even deeper into the friend zone tonight.

“Whoa you look good,” Jungkook’s jaw dropped as he walked you to his car, obviously ogling you.

“Your parents aren’t here yet, you don’t need to do this right now. This is embarrassing as it is,” you muttered, rolling your eyes. The last thing you needed was Jungkook mocking you for helping him.

“Fine, fine, excuse me for trying to be a gentleman,” Jungkook defended himself, bringing one hand from the steering wheel to his heart, in mock-offense. What did you expect, he never took anything seriously.

“What are you looking at?” you asked, finally turning to him in frustration. It had been 15 minutes in the car, the light music of the radio filling the car, and Jungkook had stolen about 50 glances at you.

“Stop staring at me!” you persisted, crossing your arms over your chest and determinedly looking out the window. You thought you noticed a faint flush on his cheeks.

“I can never win with you,” he mumbled, parking the car before getting out to open your door. Since when did Jungkook learn manners?

“Get ready to be bored out of your mind by the Jeons,” he groaned, holding his hand out for you as you got out of the car. Making a point to refuse his hand, you got out of the car yourself and walked past him.

“Let’s get this fake date over with,” you sighed, questioning your life decisions.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe how drunk your dad got. I think he downed two bottles of wine himself,” you laughed, stumbling out of the restaurant slightly tipsy.

“I know, if we had stayed there any longer he would’ve started making moves on you,” Jungkook shuddered before looking at you, bent over in laughter. His eyes lit up and he started laughing with you, briefly forgetting that it had been a fake date.

“I love your parents, they’re great. Always have been. Now I know where your wild side comes from,” you chuckled, a smile lingering on your face. The two of you walked along the street, parallel to the beach. The cold breeze nipped at your shoulders, a shiver running down your spine.

“Here, take my jacket,” Jungkook noticed your discomfort, removing his blazer and placing it over your shoulders.

“Jungkook, this isn’t senior prom, what are you doing,” you half-joked, but on the inside, you welcomed the warmth his blazer offered. You were wrapped up in a cocoon that smelt of Jungkook’s delectable cologne and you didn’t want to admit you enjoyed it.

“Wanna walk along the beach? Like old times?” Jungkook nudged your shoulder, looking at you with the same boyish, bunny smile he had when he was younger. That smile had always been your weakness and before you knew it you were nodding yes.

Taking your hand in his, you strolled along the beach, the soothing sound of crashing waves filling the silence.

“Y/N, it was really nice seeing you again. Thank you for doing this. You were the model child, and still are. My parents probably love you more than me,” Jungkook spoke, breaking the peaceful reverie you had fallen into.

“Don’t mention it. It was nice seeing you too. You’ve…changed. You’re like a more mature version of the Jungkook who used to do keg stands every other week,” you said, pausing to deliberate your words.

“Those were the days. I’m so done with that shit, the same old parties, the same whores,” he groaned, throwing his head back in regret, eyes closing as he ran a hand through his hair. You winced at his word choice but gazed at how he had become so handsome, become such a man.

“Being with you tonight was really refreshing. I liked it,” he opened his eyes, stopping to hold both of your hands in his. You instinctively intertwined your fingers in his as he drew you close, so close you could feel his breath hitting your forehead. You stayed like that, getting lost in each other’s eyes. 

Before you knew it he pulled you against his firm chest, lips gliding across yours. You parted your lips with a gasp, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth. The warmth from his mouth spread across your entire body and you savored the taste of his lips. The sound of waves and the wet sounds of your kiss filled the air and Jungkook moaned lowly. That brought you back to reality.

“Shit, I should go home,” you panted, pushing yourself away from him. You refused to make eye contact with him, especially when he was panting just like you.

Suddenly the atmosphere filled with awkwardness as the memory that this was just a fake date came flooding into your mind.

“It looks like your parents believed the act. You don’t have to keep pretending, Jungkook,” you said as you playfully punched his toned bicep. “Also, I didn’t believe the whole ‘I’m done with partying bit’ at all. You almost had me there,” you teased, trying to joke to diffuse the tension. He still hadn’t said a word.

“Is this a prank you play on all your girls? Good one, I must say it was very believable. I mean, practice makes perfect right,” you continued, the words spilling from your mouth without a filter. You just wanted to fill the uncomfortable silence.

“It’s not a prank,” Jungkook said in a deep voice, eyes piercing yours.

“Whatever, just take me home. Once a fuckboy, always a fuckboy, am I right?” you joked, walking to the car in quick strides. Jungkook was still glued firmly to the spot you had kissed, looking at you with a mixture of regret and hurt, before a practiced smirk appeared on his face.

“What can I say, this charm works every time. Ladies just can’t resist it,” he shrugged smugly as he drove you home, his eyes still holding a hint of sadness.

Why was Jungkook calling you again? It was September 1st. His birthday. You would never forget, but you stopped wishing him as you drifted apart.

“What do you want Jungkook?” you answered unceremoniously. It was probably some other favor. That was all he needed you for anyway.

“Wow, hello to you too. Can’t I call because I miss you?” Jungkook retorted sarcastically, not missing a beat.

“No, you can’t. Ok goodby-“ you were just about to hang up on when he began protesting.

“Wait, don’t hang up! It’s my birthday,” he told you, but you already knew. Not like you would tell him that.

“Happy birthday. Now bye Jungk-“

“Wait! Shit, hear me out. Drinks at my place tonight? There’s going to be a couple friends over. Just something super casual,” he proposed confidently. Was he asking you out? Properly?

“Is that code for a wild rager circa 2012?” you retorted. You knew Jungkook too well to know he would never throw a small, casual party.

“Maybe, see you then babe,” he said with a low chuckle, hanging up abruptly. Did he just call you babe? And did you like it? What the hell was going on?

Against your better judgment, you showed up to the party and were unsurprisingly greeted by a horde of wasted people. You weaved past a cluster of people before you met eyes with Jungkook, his gaze instantly lighting up.

“Y/N!” He hollered from across the room, clambering past a horny group of people playing spin the bottle to meet you. “Ayy you came! Meet my friends, Taehyung, Yoongi, and Namjoon!” He yelled, his voice octaves louder as he handed you a red cup of something strong. His friends barely acknowledged you, all of them buzzed. The dull bass of loud rap music boomed throughout the apartment. You were on his turf now. These parties brought you back to college times. Like you ever wanted to go back to those times. You gulped down the contents of the cup, welcoming the burn. You were going to need it to survive this party. Amongst all the drunken people grinding, Jungkook seemed tipsy, but not shitfaced, thankfully. You were upset that he hadn’t come back to talk to you, his attention fully occupied with a group of girls in the corner. You watched him lean against the wall, cornering one of them as he told a joke, all of them laughing in unison. Rolling your eyes, you felt a tap on your shoulder and turned around.

“Hey, I’m Jimin. You’re really hot,” he said with a high pitch laugh, his eyes crinkling in the corners. His cute demeanor didn’t exactly match his sinfully toned body, but you were intrigued nonetheless.

“Wanna dance?” he leaned close to your ear to ask, his warm breath and the smell of tequila hitting your face.

“Sure,” you accepted. It wasn’t like he was going to remember any of this anyway. You glanced back at Jungkook, now mixing drinks for the girls and watching them do body shots on each other. You wondered why he called you in the first place. To taunt you? Hell, Jimin seemed friendly and this liquid courage made you grind your hips against his as you threw your hands back around his neck. You felt him let out a breathy laugh at your sudden enthusiasm and he parted your legs with his thighs, rucking up your skirt. The way he moved his body was so sexy, you almost moaned right there on the dance floor.

“I see you’ve met Jimin,” Jungkook’s voice cut through the tipsy haze that clouded your mind. Suddenly you were aware of how loud the music was, how hot your body felt, and how Jimin was basically fucking you with clothes on. You didn’t know why but you felt guilty. It’s not like you owed anything to Jungkook, but the way he was possessively staring at you caused you to draw back from Jimin.

“Hell yeah I met her. She’s sexy as fuck,” Jimin grinned, shamelessly looking at you up and down. “Where have you been all my life?” he groaned, grabbing your body against his once more. Immediately, Jungkook’s eyes narrowed, lips pursed in a straight line.

OK EVERYONE GET THE FUCK OUT. PARTY’S OVER,” Jungkook yelled as he stood on top of a table. His announcement was met with a chorus of slurred boos and curses, but eventually people made their way out the door, including you.

“Y/N, stay right here,” Jungkook commanded you, his voice deeper and his eyes dark.

“Why? Didn’t you just kick everyone out of your own party? Honestly, who does that,” you argued back in annoyance.

“I need your help…cleaning up,” Jungkook said, pausing to come up with a reason for you to stay.

“What kind of bullshit excuse is th-“ you began to dispute him before he cut you off with a kiss. Pulling you flush against his chest, he kissed you hard, rough, nothing like that day on the beach. His lips were forceful and passionate and you felt weak at the knees.

“Jungkook, what are you doing, this isn’t funny,” you breathed as your swollen lips left his. You met his steely, serious gaze and averted your eyes, his stare too intense to hold.

“I thought you were supposed to be the smart one. This is all real. I haven’t stopped thinking about you since last week. It’s like I’m addicted,” he said, his hand coming to cup your chin so that you were looking at him. “I could’ve fucked you right there on the beach,” he said as he bit his lip, eyes cloudy as if he was imagining it right now. Your breath hitched and you felt your heart beating faster at his confession. “Who would’ve thought we would find our way back to each other, the nerd and the frat boy?” he mused, rubbing small circles with his thumb on your cheekbone.

“Don’t you mean the successful girl and the guy that’s still stuck in college?” you shot back, your eyes still dreamily staring into his. He was attractive, but he wasn’t getting away with calling you a nerd.

“Hm, I guess you could say that,” he muttered before bringing your face in for another kiss. This time slow, sweet, and sensual. He sucked on your lower lip, swiping his tongue across it alternately.

“So where’s my birthday gift?” he questioned, eyebrow cocked in a smug smirk as his hands glided down your hips to cup your ass. You stumbled even closer to him in surprise. At this point, any hope of being just friends was out the window. You couldn’t resist Jungkook and you felt like there was a trace of genuineness behind his words. Fuck it.

You kissed him back with a new fervor and passion, feeling him smile beneath your lips at your sudden enthusiasm. He bent slightly to hoist you up as you jumped into his embrace, his strong arms carrying you to his bed. Legs still locked around him, you sat on his lap, feeling the evident bulge in his pants.

“Consider me your birthday gift. This is just a one time thing, ok?” you spoke, not believing the words that were coming out of your mouth. You were too far gone to care. Jungkook parted his lips in protest to fact that this was just going to be a one-night stand, but you began grinding down on his thighs, making him forget all of his qualms.

“You like that don’t you? Don’t even need my cock to get off,” he said lowly, biting his lip in a low groan. The sight of you rocking your already wet core against his muscular thigh was sinful. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, your head falling against his as you rocked yourself against the pleasant friction of his jeans. You moaned as he flexed his thighs, the muscle contractions amplifying the pressure against your aching clit.

“Strip,” Jungkook ordered, looking at you expectantly before you shyly undressed. Jungkook removed his clothes, revealing the body of a Greek god. As you lay back on the bed he straddled you, thick thighs trapping your body between his legs.

“I bet you’ve thought about us together haven’t you?” Jungkook asked with a low growl, his eyes raking over your exposed body, vulnerable under him. You whimpered at his accusation, knowing it was true. He smirked at your discomfort, taking it as a sign that you had thought about him. “You don’t know how many times I’ve jacked off to the memory of you fucking your douche, prep-school boyfriend in the back of his car at prom,” he grunted, eyes half shut as he pumped his cock in slow, firm strokes.

“Wait, how do you know about that?” you exclaimed. You suddenly felt transparent, like Jungkook could see everything you were thinking.

“You know, that was the most badass thing I’ve ever seen you do. Fuck, I wish that was me,” Jungkook replied, coming forward to close his warm mouth around your nipple, twisting the other in his hand. You arched your back into his touch, the pool of wetness growing between your legs.

“It could’ve been you, if you didn’t spend all your time smoking weed in the parking lot with your friends,” you panted, the words punctuating your moans. You felt a sheen of sweat cover your forehead as he began stroking your dripping slit in long, teasing movements.

“Hey you should try it some time,” Jungkook said with a wink before lowering his mouth over your heat. Never breaking eye contact, he latched his mouth around your swollen clit, drawing figure eights around it with his tongue. Your mouth fell open in pleasure, your hand coming to press his head down as he moaned around your clit, the vibrations causing you to buck your hips up against him. Holding your hips down with one hand, he brought two fingers to slide easily past your slick folds, easing them in and out as his tongue laved over your clit. You felt a fire growing in the pit of your stomach and you knew you were close. “Wait, it’s your birthday,” you gasped, heavy breaths leaving your body as you pushed his head off you, to your disappointment. Wordlessly, you pushed him back against the bed and crawled on your hands and knees over him. Lowering yourself down to his erect cock, the tip covered in pre cum, you placed feather kisses along his inner thigh and finally on the head of his cock.

“Fuck, don’t be a tease,” he growled threateningly before you took him in your mouth, as far as you could go, and began bobbing up and down. You sucked his length, tears welling up in the corner of your eyes.

“Shit, yes baby. Just like that, you were fucking made for this,” he moaned as you swirled your tongue around his cock, dipping your tongue into his slit. “Holy fuck, I need you to stop right now,” Jungkook said in heavy pants, bringing your head up by your hair to kiss you, exchanging the salty taste of his pre cum between your lips.

“Fuck me Jungkook,” you moaned with swollen lips, cheeks flushed, and wetness dripping down your thighs shamelessly. Without warning, Jungkook thrust into your wet heat, fucking in fast, aggressive thrusts. Holding your hips with one hand, he fucked you into the mattress, fucking so deep you saw stars.

“Look at you, such a dirty girl. Who would’ve thought you’d be such a slut for my cock,” Jungkook grunted as he fucked you with all the force he had. He brought a hand to your clit, rubbing quick, tight circles against it until you were putty in his hands.

“That’s right, fucking lose it. Come with me,” he whispered harshly as his lips hovered over yours, his hot breath hitting your lips. You moaned into his mouth as you locked his lips with yours, feeling your release wash over you and his warm seed seep out of your core onto your thighs. Jungkook collapsed on top of you, breathing heavily before rolling off and pulling you in to spoon you.

“Shit that was amazing,” he breathed onto the back of your neck. You were still basking in the afterglow and you curled into his touch.

“I like being with you Jungkook, it feels like the old days,” you admitted quietly before turning to him, “Except now we fuck,” you stated before you both burst into laughter. You felt warm, fuzzy, and fucked out.

“We have history. You’re not just one of those fuck buddies, you’re special and deserve to be treated that way,” he mused as he held your hand in his, placing a light kiss on it.

“Of course I do, Jeon,” you agreed as you kissed his hand back. “What if your parents knew we fucked?” you gaped at him in mortification.

“They probably already think that,” Jungkook smirked back. “Oh my god, I’m supposed to be the good child!” you whined, hiding your face in shame into the pillow.

“Not when you’re with me you’re not. You’re not going anywhere,” Jungkook said with an easy smile, bringing your body close to his in a warm embrace.

Annon requested: Could you please do a Cameron imagine where you’re best friends and you have a nightmare so you go to his room and he calms you down and cuddles with you. And in the morning when you wake up all the other guys tease you for sleeping in the same bed as Cam. Sorry for the long description!!

“You deserve this” my father yelled, “deserve what? I didn’t do anything to you” I cried “you did everything, because of you, i’m dead” he said pulling out a gun “that wasn’t my fault, the driver hit us, I didn’t even see him” I cried, “because of what you did to me, I’m taking away something that means a lot to you” he smirked, “what are you talking about” I cried, “this.” He walked away, to a separate room. A few seconds later, he emerged with a blindefolded boy. He threw the boy to his knees, “who is that” I yelled. “The one person you love more than yourself” he smiled widely. He pulled the blindfold off, and I came face to face with a gaged Cameron. “cam!” I yelled, trying to fight through the restraints, he mumbled my name through tears. “Please don’t” I cried out to my father, “should have thought about this before killing me” he pointed the gun to his head. “I didn’t know, please, I didn’t know!” I yelled. He ignored me, and in that moment time slowed down. He pulled the trigger, and with a blink of an eye, the love of my life, my best friend Cameron, laid dead on the floor. “NOOOO!” I screamed turning away. My father smiled demonically, before pointing the gun at me. I took a breath in, letting tears fall as he pulled the trigger.

“BOOM!” I jumped up in my bed, my body covered in sweat, my sheets thrown everywhere, and my hair a mess. My heart thumped fast, and tears made their way on to my face. I jumped out of my bed, and ran down the hall to Cameron’s room. I swung the door open, causing cam to jump. “y/n..?” He questioned rubbing his eyes. “Cam… Your okay” I cried. He got up from the bed quickly making his way over to me, “y/n.. What happened?” He said bringing me into a hug “my dad, he came back, and made me watch him kill you” I sobbed. He rubbed my head, “shush, shush, there, there. It was a nightmare babe” “I thought I lost you” I cried. He led me over to his bed, “loose me? That easy? I think not” he said lying me down “stay with me” he tucked me in his bed. I layed down, and he slid next to me. He brought my head to his chest, as he played with my hair. “Promise you’ll never leave” I said pulling myself closer to his chest “I promise I’ll never leave you, your too special for me to leave. If you thought I’d be out your life that quick, you have been fooled. I love you y/n, and I’m always gonna be here.” He said kissing my forehead “thanks cam. I love you too” he rubbed my hair, just the way he always did when he would always make me fall asleep.

The next day I woke up to murmurs, “stop, your gonna wake the love birds.” “Romeo and Juliet AF” “you think they fucked?” I hit cam, thinking it was him. But I was mistaken, my eyes fluttered open, and I came face to face with Aaron, Grayson, and Ethan. “Dammit they’re up” Grayson laughed a bit “fuck you guys” I flipped them off, “had fun making babies” Aaron teased “we didn’t have sex” I rolled my eyes sitting up, “you guys “Netflixed & Chilled” Ethan laughed, “leave her alone” cam said sitting up, “oh look at bubba sticking up for his girlfriend” Grayson laughed “I’m not his girlfriend” I smacked him, “then why are you in his bed?” Grayson smirked “she had a nightmare” cam shrugged “yeah sure” Aaron smirked while air quoting “fuck y'all” I said “nah, you did that with cam” Ethan laughed. I rolled my eyes and layed back down, “we are gonna go get some pizza” Aaron said leaving the room. “Their such asses” cam laughed, cuddling next to me “thats how you are on a normal basis tho” I laughed “wowwww fake” he rolled his eyes “yup, that’s me” I laughed “and here she goes with the that’s so raven references” he flipped over to his back “ you love it tho” I smirked “yeah sure” he smiled to himself.

@naerial replied to your post “Shit Hotaru, stop. I’m in love with your brother. You’re not making…”

Hotaru>Saizo baby. I have jumped ship. I will learn to read japanese if the moon chapter doesn’t get translated.

Oh no, we’ve lost another one. WHAT IS HAPPENING!? HOTARU, goddamnit. Take your cute little ninja ways back to Ig– Oh man, don’t give me that look. No, @naerial will not be going with you!



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Request: Could you please do an imagine where the reader finds out she’s pregnant with Liam’s baby but before she can tell him he breaks up with her because he thinks he can’t protect her. She doesn’t tell him but he eventually finds out

A/n:Thank you to @fan-ficing-tastic for writing this imagine! Remember to follow her and I hope you like it x

 The little plus sign stared back at you, pregnant. You were pregnant. There was a baby inside of you, a life that now depended on you to take care of you and of it. A soft-more in high school and pregnant. You took a deep breath.

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EXO reacting to you burning yourself

A/N: I’m sorry I haven’t done many of these and I’ve been putting this one off for a while but I thought this request was really adorable. Anyways reactions take a lot of time to make and I personally don’t have enough time to make them because of school but feel free to request them. They’re fun to make. ~admin L

Xiumin: Oh my god, baby!! Be more careful. I’m not worth getting burned for. Just leave it alone and we’ll order take out. 

Originally posted by xiundeer

Luhan: Awww, baby don’t cry. I’ll make you feel better (gif). I’ll make you dinner, you just rest. 

Originally posted by yoonterlude

Kris: Babe, I heard a crash, are you okay? Why are you crying? Did you burn yourself again? I told you that you don’t have to cook, ever. I’ll do it, okay? You’ll never burn yourself again. 

Originally posted by ohyaahkkaebsong

Suho: Oh no, that looks like a really bad burn. Wait, no don’t cry, it doesn’t look that bad, I swear. Oh, you’re crying about the food. Oh that’s fine, I’ll make you more food, don’t worry. 

Originally posted by bemineinseoul

Lay: *ignore the subs* Was that a crash?? What’s happening? Is Y/N trying to cook again? I smell something burning.

Originally posted by shannoony-kpop

Baekhyun: Don’t worry babe, we can just live off of pepero. Who needs to know how to cook when we have an unlimited supply of pepero…

Originally posted by ethereal-baek

Chen: Oh no, is the food okay? I mean are you okay? Sorry I’m just really hungry. You know what, I’ll get the first aid kit and then we’ll order take out. How does that sound?

Originally posted by oh-prankster

Chanyeol: I’m sorry, it’s not that funny, please don’t cry. I’ll make you food just please don’t cry. 

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

D.O: I keep telling you to let me cook but you won’t listen. How many times do you have to get burned in order for you to understand that I’m the one who cooks. Go to the bathroom, I’ll get the first aid kit. 

Originally posted by missdyoo

Tao: Don’t worry babe, I’ll kiss you all better. Let me heal you with my kisses. It’ll be alright, don’t cry.

Originally posted by lil-duckling

Kai: Okay now, lets see your burns. I told you to be careful but you didn’t listen. Don’t worry about the food, I got it, just focus on healing. 

Originally posted by jonginization

Sehun: Oh my god, you just fell (laughs like in gif). The ramen is all over the place. Wait are you crying? 

Originally posted by sehunijjang

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The Littlest Winchester - Everybody Does It

Character: Dean Winchester

Warning: None

Word Count: 552

Request:  Hey! I’m not sure if you’re still accepting requests but if you are I have an idea for Littlest Winchester to where she might have an accident like peeing her pants/bed/etc. Totally up to! Just a thought! Hope you consider, thanks!


    This type of problem hasn’t arisen since Dean’s four-year-old daughter was two and transitioning out of diapers. He hopes it isn’t a phase, though the odds are against him, it seems, because it’s happened five times in two weeks. The sixth time it’s nearly three in the morning, and Dean is woken by a small voice at his bedside.

    “Daddy,” it whispers. “Daddy.”

    “Mhm?” Deans stirs and lifts his head to look at his daughter. “Whaddya want?”

    Toying with her sleeve, the toddler’s reply is tinged with embarrassment. “I had an accident.”

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Request: Car sex with Tig

Request: Car sex with Tig

[Hi everyone,

Wow, this got a little long right? I hope it works for you…

Enjoy! Love you all!]

Sorry for the mistakes, I’ll fix them later…

Tig Trager Warns You, This Imagine Contains: smut (obviously…)

Originally posted by missgreeene

Your old man, Tig, was the best man you could ever find. He was kind, funny, loyal to his club and dedicated to you. However, he could be quiet sometimes, it was hard for him to let someone in, even you.

He was like that lately and fights were getting constant, you were tired and had thought that spend some time at your mother’s house would be the best.

“Are you sure?”, Gemma asked when you told her about it.

“Yes”, you said, “Don’t tell him where I’m going, please”

“Call me every day”, she asked, “I will tell him you’re alright, it will calm him down”


Tig left the house early for the work. He stopped at the bedroom door, watching you sleep. You were so calm and beautiful that he wished to crawl in bed with you and just stay in your world for awhile. Maybe share that peace and wisdom you had inside, that made him fall in love with you.

You were his safe heaven, in your arms he forgot about all the demons in his life, but at the same time, he felt horrible to share those things with you. You didn’t deserve that, you deserved a better man. That was his struggle lately, he thought it was the best to let you go, but he couldn’t, he needed you too much.

When he arrived at the TM, there were people walking around and Juice ran to him immediately, looking worried.

“Tig”, he said before his brother could park his bike, “We are going to lockdown”

“Why?”, Tig asked, immediately thinking about you. Gemma was walking towards them too.

“Some Mayan thing”, Juice said, “Clay will explain later. Where is Y/N?”

“She is at home, sleeping”, Tig was ready to left on his bike again, “I’ll get her”

“Tiggy…”, Gemma called out as he left the TM, but he ignored. Tig had to go back home fast.


“Shit!”, Gemma said as she watched Tig leave them.

“What?”, Juice looked at her, confused.

“His old lady is not home”, Gemma said pursing her lips, “Go get the phone, find him for me”

Juice didn’t ask much, he just ran to the office looking for the phone. If Gemma was worried something serious was happening.


“Baby!”, Tig shouted as he entered the house. The kitchen was intact, you must be still sleeping, which was odd. You used to wake up early.

He got no response, so Tig rushed to the bedroom. The bed was empty and the sheets were folded. “Baby!”, he called once more, walking towards the bathroom. You weren’t there either.

Have you left the house for work? Maybe the hospital had called you about some emergency. He walked to the living room, picking up his phone, ready to call you. The phone was ringing though, Gemma’s number on the screen.

“Gem”, he answered, “You better be quick, I have to find…”

“She is not home”, Gemma said.

“I know, I’m here…”, Tig stopped finally realizing what Gemma had said, “Wait. Do you know where she is?”

“She left this morning, she is going to her mother’s house”, Gemma said sounding desperate and angry.

“Why?”, Tig frowned. You haven’t told him anything about a visit.

“She needs a time alone”, Gemma sighed, “Sorry”

“Why?”, he repeated the question.

“Tiggy…”, Gemma started.

She didn’t have to continue, he knew why. His distance lately, your constant fights… No old lady would stand there for much longer. You had left him.

“Oh man!”, Tig was just about to cry when Gemma yelled at him.

“Stop being such a pussy and go after her!”, Tig got surprised still holding the phone, “She just left, I guess she is not that far”


Tig did what Gemma told. He knew what road you would take and he took the same path, running as fast as he could on his bike. He had to find you for lockdown, he had to find you and beg for you not leave him.

A gas station was ahead, just a few cars and trucks parked, so it was easy for him to spot your car. It was parked almost in the back, hidden. Tig parked his bike behind it, noticing you inside the car. You were talking on the phone. Tig walked around the it, slowly opening the passenger’s door. You jumped when you saw him.

“He is here”, you said on the phone, “Yes… Thank you”

“Hi baby”, Tig said when you hang up the phone, “Where are you going?”

“My mother’s. I need some time alone”, you said

“Why?”, Tig turned on the sit. Now that he had found you, safe, he wasn’t willing to get back.

“Come on Alex”, you sighed. You calling his name was something that always pulled some trigger, sending shivers down his spine, “I don’t wanna fight right now”

“I’m not fighting”, he shrugged, “I’m just trying to understand why my old lady is leaving me”

“I’m not leaving you”, you closed your eyes, pinching your nose.

“Oh sorry. Did I get that wrong?”, Tig put his hand on his chest, talking in an affected way, “You, leaving the house early in the morning, without telling me where you are going… Sorry, but it looks like a run to me”

“Get out of my car”, you said.

“No way baby”, he smiled, “We are going to lockdown, you have to come with me”

“Yeah, Gemma just called”, you rolled your eyes, “Now get out”

“I’ll follow you doll”, Tig said opening the car’s door, “Don’t try to escape”

“I’m not”, you said turning your head to look at him, “I don’t know why you care. You don’t seem interested in me lately”

Your words sent his blood boiling, Tig slammed the door, leaning on the sit, his face inches from yours.

“I love you girl”, he hissed, “I could die without you”

You were breathing fast, your pupils wide. Tig smiled devilishly and put his mouth on your cleavage, licking your skin until your chin, before claim your lips. Your hands were in his hair, your fingers tangled on it, keeping him close.

“You better go straight to TM girl”, he whispered.

“Okay”, you nodded, but your hand reached for his crotch, stroking it a little.

“You wanna play little girl?”, he looked down to your hand, “Go to the back seat”

You swallowed and left the car, looking around before enter again on the back. Tig stayed in the passenger seat, turning to look at you.

“Now take off your pants”, he commanded, “Open those pretty legs for me”

You did what he told, taking off your boots and shorts. You spread your legs, letting Tig see your pussy, getting wet. He licked his lips, dying to join you, but he had to make you beg for it.

“Touch yourself”, he said, “Do it like I would do to you”

Tig saw you took a deep breath before start to rub your clit. It was so sexy. You were having sex, but it wasn’t like before, he was missing you. You laid your head back on the seat, your fingers sliding inside you. He could see how wet you were, your fingers going in and out of you, mesmerizing him.

“Damn!”, he cursed before leave the passenger seat to join you on the back. Tig grabbed your hand and you closed your legs, not moving your arm.

“No”, you whispered.

“What?”, he narrowed his eyes.

“I need my husband back”, you said, “You can’t have me like this anymore. You are always somewhere else…”

“You have me baby girl”, he said, closing his eyes, resting his forehead against yours, “I promise you”

You let him do what he wanted. Tig put your fingers inside his mouth sucking them while he slid his own inside you. He curled them, reaching the right spot. You arched your back, tossing your head back, moaning. Tig covered your lips with his, not stopping to fingering you. You came in his hands, watching him lick it with a mischievous smile while you catch your breath.

He was hard and would love to spend more time with you, but you had to go to the TM. Well, your plans were different…

“Baby”, Tig whispered feeling your lips on his neck and your hand grabbing his crotch. You started to unbutton his shirt, ignoring his weak protest. He felt the butterfly kisses you were putting on his chest, biting here and there before unbutton his pants.

Tig lifted his hips to let you drag his pants down his legs. His member was proudly erect. You licked the tip, turning you head back at him to see his reaction. His head was against the seat and your mouth closed around him. Your fingers stroked his base, your tongue licked all his length, you rubbed your lips too, making Tig gasp.

“Shit”, he said when you took him deep in your throat. He wouldn’t hold much longer if you continue doing that. You held his balls, slightly stroking them and Tig lost his mind. He held a fistful of your hair, looking at you. “Damn girl, you are killing me here”

He tried to push you away, but you just worked faster, driving him crazier. “Baby, I’m close…Oh shit!”, he groaned your name as he came in your mouth. You swallowed, licking his cock while Tig was breathing deeply. You got up, grabbing your purse to find some tissues.

“We are gonna talk Alex”, you said, looking at the mirror, “Don’t forget about this”

“Sure honey”, Tig said putting his pants back on, still lost in the haze, “Are you coming to the clubhouse?”

“Yes”, you smiled at him, going back to the driver seat. Tig leaned over your window while you put your sunglasses on.

“Good”, he said kissing you, “Don’t get lost on the road”

“You better take care, for YOU don’t get lost”, you laughed and sped the car, leaving the gas station in a rush.

“Stubborn woman”, Tig laughed and hopped onto his bike, running after you, loving the little chase back home.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” - Austin Carlile imagine

Hey guys! First I want to say I’m sorry for not posting any imagine in ages… I’ve been really busy with uni, exams and then work, but I’ll try to write more now.

So here’s an Austin Carlile imagine that I had started writing before my big “break”, I hope you’ll like it! :)

It all started when my boyfriend Austin and I went to the beach a week ago. I was wearing my favorite bikini which usually fitted me perfectly, when Austin made me notice that the top looked smaller than usual. No big deal, I thought at first. But it all changed one night, a few days later, when I realized how tired and moody I was, and finally remembered that my period was late.

Now I sat on my bathroom floor with a plastic stick in my hand, waiting for the timer on my phone to ring. After a 3-minute wait which seemed endless, it finally rang and I gave an anxious look at the test. Two bright, pink lines were staring directly at me. No, it cant be possible. I cant be pregnant, no.

At that moment, I realized how the situation must have looked like from the outside. It looked so much like a cliché  movie scene that it almost made me laugh for a second, but reality soon washed over me. What was I going to do? How was I supposed to tell Austin?

Of course I loved him, and I was sure he loved me too. We had been together for 3 years and I could easily picture myself starting a family and growing old with him. The problem was: not now. It wasn’t planned, we were in no way ready for a baby and I didn’t even know how we could do it. Austin’s band had just released a re-release of their album Restoring Force, and they were touring non-stop all around the world to promote it. I barely got to spend time with him between his tours and my studies in college, so how could we take care of a baby?

I needed to let it out, to tell somebody about it. I instantly thought about Alan, we had been close friends for years and he actually was the one who introduced Austin to me, so I knew I could always count on him. I washed my hands and hid the test in one of my drawers before grabbing my phone and clicking on Alan’s contact. He picked up after 2 rings and my nervousness level immediately increased.

“Hey Y/N, how are you?” Alan asked cheerfully.

“I’m- I’m fine, what about you?” I tried to avoid the question.

“You don’t seem too sure about that, and there’s certainly a good reason for you to call me at 1AM instead of your boyfriend…” He retorted. “So tell me Y/N, what’s the matter?”

“Well I kind of have a problem right now…” I trailed off. “And you can’t tell Austin for now.” I warned him.

I needed to have my best friend’s support first, I was too worried about Austin’s reaction.

“You know you can tell me anything and I’ll help you no matter what, so what is it Y/N?” He asked again.

“Ok so… I’m pregnant.” I blurted out.

“Oh. Well, that’s big news. Congratulations!” He said, shocked at first but his tone soon became enthusiastic. “Austin is going to be thrilled, when are you going to tell him?”

“That’s the problem, Alan.” I sighed. “I don’t know how to tell him, and more importantly I don’t know how he’ll react. I hope he won’t get mad at me-“

“Y/N, you know Austin could never be mad at you, and especially not for that!” Alan cut me off. “He loves you, and he’s always wanted to have kids!”

“Yes, I know that…” I nodded even if he couldn’t see me.

“We’ll be back home in 2 days, so between now and then you’re going to relax and stop worrying about his reaction. And when he’ll get home, I want you to tell him the big news.” He told me calmly. ‘No avoiding allowed, ok?” He reminded me again.

“Yes Alan, I’ll do it.” I breathed out.

“Look, I have to go for sound check now or the guys, and especially Austin, are going to get suspicious. Text me if you need anything, Y/N.”

“Thanks for everything Alan, see you soon!” I said goodbye to my best friend and hung up.

I sighed as I placed my phone on my bedside table and let my body fall on the bed. It was going to be a long two days before Austin came home and I finally announced him my pregnancy. In the meanwhile, I wanted to plan how to make the big announcement: I had always pictured myself discovering a pregnancy with my boyfriend, and I had never thought about how to announce it.

– 2 days later –

Today was the big day. Austin would be home in less than an hour, and soon our lives would officially be changed forever. Despite Alan’s comforting words, I was still a bit worried about Austin not wanting this baby and leaving me to raise a kid by myself, but I tried to keep that kind of negative thoughts away.

The previous two days had allowed me to think more about how to tell Austin, and after thinking about many ways to do it I had finally found the one: nothing fancy, nothing extravagant, only something nice that we could still remember in the future.

I was currently in front of our closet mirror with a black marker in my hand, my short folded up so that my still flat stomach was exposed. And let me tell you, trying to write something on your own skin while looking at it in a mirror isn’t an easy thing to do. After several attempts, I finally got the result I wanted: on my skin was now written “AUSTIN + Y/N = ME” in big capital letters and with a heart underneath.

Just when I put the sharpie back in the drawer of my desk, I heard the door open downstairs: Austin was home. I put my shirt back down, checked my reflection in the mirror once again and took a deep breath. I rushed down the stairs and smile as I saw my boyfriend his bags on the floor in the hallway. A big grin appeared on his face as he saw.

“Y/N, come here!” He smiled as he opened his arms and engulfed me into a tight hug.

“I miss you so much Austin.” I mumbled against his chest.

“I miss you too Y/N, but now I’m home.” He said before kissing the top of my head.

I looked up and my Y/E/C eyes finally met his brown ones. We stood there for a while, smiling lovingly and just enjoying each other’s presence. After a few more minutes, I remembered the “little surprise” I had for him: I had to do it.

“Austin, I have something for you…” I started.

“For me? You know you don’t have to get me a present every time I come home from tour, even if I love surprises.” He smiled, getting curious.

“Well it’s not exactly a present but… Follow me.” I told him as I took his hand.

I led him into the living room and toward the couch. I sat first and he sat next to me, bouncing his legs up and down impatiently. I took his hands in mine and placed them over the hem of my shirt. He gave me a questioning look, definitely not having a clue about what was going on. I took a deep breath and look him in the eyes before speaking up.

“Lift my shirt up, Austin.” I told him shyly.

“Okay…” He was now even more confused.

He finally lifted my shirt up and exposed my stomach, his face blank. After ten long seconds of me holding my breath, He finally looked up at me and the biggest smile I had ever seen appeared on his face.

“Is it for what I think it is, Y/N? You’re pregnant, for real?” He asked eagerly.

“Yes I am, Austin. I found out two days ago.” I explained, relieved.

“Oh my God Y/N, this is amazing!” He beamed before crashing his lips against mine. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“I didn’t know how to tell you as first, I was worried you were going to be mad and…” I trailed off.

“Oh Y/N, did you really think I was going to leave you?”

I nodded shyly in response, now embarrassed at how stupid I had been when thinking Austin wouldn’t want this baby.

“Look at me, Y/N.” He ordered seriously, placing a finger under my chin to make me look at him. “I would never, ever leave you. And I couldn’t be happier about having a baby and finally starting a family with you, ok? Please never forget that.” He whispered the last words.

I sighed, definitely relieved that all went perfectly. Austin loved me and we were going to have this baby together.

“So, when are we going to tell everybody?” He spoke happily, back to his normal self.

“Well, doctors say it’s safer to wait until the end of the first trimester to tell everybody.” I explained. “But… I might have already told Alan though.” I confessed shyly.

“What? So Ginger princess get to know I’m going to be a dad without the father knowing himself? That’s not really nice of you, Y/N.” He acted falsely hurt, a hand placed over his chest.

“Sorry I couldn’t help it.” I laughed. “But you’re going to be the best daddy ever, and that’s what is important!” I smiled before smashing my lips against his again.

Always Love You

Character(s): Dean Winchester

Warning: None

Word Count: 1,056



    Half of you thought you could handle it, the other half didn’t care. It was only a few drinks after all, but combined with you being drunk on anger, they made for something more potent than alcohol. You don’t know where you are, and it honestly doesn’t matter anymore as long as you’re getting away.

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Scared of Happy

[title]: scared of happy

[pairing]: shawn mendes x reader

[requested]: yes – (x)

[summary]: #18 | “i shouldn’t be in love with you.” & #52 | “i think i’m in love with you and that scares me half to death.”

[warnings]: a swear word

[author’s note]: i came through and updated today, yeah boiiiiiiiii

+ “WRITING PROMPTS” prompt list

Originally posted by wwhatfinn

THE ceiling stares back at you as your eyes bore into the flat white surface.

Your hair is sprawled out on the white pillows in soft strands. A light breeze from who knows where sends chills through your body, down your spine, and creates light goosebumps over the skin on your arms.

The thoughts scampering your mind are unreadable, non-comprehensive. All you can think about is him.

The red-numbered analog clock sitting on your bedside table reads 4:39 AM.

A ghostly sigh slips past your lips. Your body flips onto its side so that your stare now lands on the wall next to your bed. As soon as you move, an arm tightens its grip around your middle.

You slightly shift uncomfortably, his fluffy hair skimming the back of your neck. You bite your bottom lip, feeling him move closer to you in his sleep.

You had slept in the same bed as him before, but something was different.

Your thought process was completely thrown out of bounds when he came into your life a year and a half ago, and you weren’t sure how you felt.

You wanted this; him laying beside you, but you were terrified.

Why were you terrified?

The thought of being with him scared you. Scared you because you had heard so many rumors and lies about relationships. Obviously you’d never been in a relationship before now, but let’s just say you’re good at masking your feelings.

You were madly in love with this boy, and he was with you as well.

He thought everything was fine, things were going steady, which they were. But you were so scared he was gonna cheat on you, fall out of love with you, leave you, or find someone better. You didn’t want heartbreak, you couldn’t dream of having to go through the trauma of a relationship.

When he came around, none of those things came to mind, and you were immediately head over heels for that boy.

The thought of him leaving you was sickening, made you want to throw up.

Everything was going well, you thought. You and him would cuddle, kiss, hug, laugh, everything. You were nearly intoxicated with his presence, and he was infatuated by you.

It was only at these times did you really think about him and your relationship. Deep thoughts, heavy breathing, serenity, and contemplation.

Tears burn your eyes at the extreme thoughts of the worst scenarios with him. This usually happened but he didn’t know about it. He didn’t know how scared you were. What made this even worse was that you had frequent panic attacks, because of countless things. A lump in your throat forms as tears freely flow down your pink cheeks.

You needed air.

Another soft sigh rushes out of your mouth as you try to untangle your legs with his, trying not to wake him up.

As soon as you untangle your legs, the hard part comes; escaping his firm grasp on your body.

Your tiny hands wrap around his large hand and wrist, lightly tugging it away from your body.

Then accidentally, you lift his hand up harder than you intended, making him stir. Your eyes widen and you freeze, your heart beginning to speed up. He couldn’t see you like this. He’d ask why and you’d have to admit to him your feelings. You weren’t sure you were ready to reveal the truth.

You breathe a sigh of relief as his soft snores return, your somber sobs returning as well.

More tears threaten to spill as you look back at his peaceful looking form. He was adorable. And hot. At the same time, how? Nobody knew. His messy brown hair sticks out in every direction, his bare chest showing through the thin white sheets, and his eyelashes fluttered shut.

This isn’t right.

You sit up so that your legs hang off of the bed. The feeling of almost grief sits at the pit of your stomach.

Beside you, he stirs, quietly moaning at the loss of your body next to his. You don’t hear his groans, continuing to sniffle. His eyes flutter open, seeing you wipe your nose, sniffling softly.

“Y/N?” He asks in a raspy voice. You freeze. “Are you okay?”

“Um,” your voice cracks, “Y-Yeah.”

“No you’re not, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” You snap, wiping your tear stained cheeks.


“I’m fine, Shawn, just leave me alone!” You yell, crying, getting up from the edge of the bed and storming out of your room.

“Wait, Y/N!” Shawn quickly rips the sheets off of his body, running after you.

You shuffle into the living room and sniffle again, letting out another cry. You wipe your nose, before crossing your arms over your chest.

Shawn runs over to you, turning you towards him and pulling you to his chest.

A tear runs down your cheek as you wrap your arms around Shawn’s torso.

Shawn pets your head, hugging you. “It’s okay, baby girl, I’ve got you.” He whispers, while rocking the two of you side to side.

You shed a couple of tears into his chest, letting out all of the built up stress from the past year. Who knew you’d be able to hide your feelings for so long?

Shawn shuffles the both of you towards the couch, laying down and pulling you on top of him.

From then, Shawn continued to whisper sweet things and phrases to make you smile and laugh, only a few sniffles now and then coming from you.

“Do you wanna talk about it, baby?” Shawn asks lightly, kissing your forehead.

You think for a moment before nodding.

“What’s got you down, princess?”

You bite your lip nervously. Now you had to tell him. You wanted to, you were just scared he will react badly.

“It’s okay, baby,” Shawn coos, stroking your cheek. “You can tell me anything.”

“I-I'm—I’m just scared.” You mumble.

Shawn stays silent for a few moments, you bite your lip.

“A-Are you scared of m-me?” He squeaks, his heart nearly at the bottom of his stomach. “Did I do something to make you scared of me? Have I ever hit you?! Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god…”

“No, Shawn! Never! I’m just scared of being in a relationship, it’s not you, it’s me.” You sniffle.

“W-Why?” Shawn was becoming overrun with emotions by then as well. You hesitate. “Please, baby. I need to know so I can help you.”

You sigh and Shawn wipes the tears from your cheeks. “I’m just scared you’ll leave me and find someone better than me.“

To your surprise, Shawn chuckles lightly. “My God, Y/N.”

“I knew it’d be too easy.” You mumble.

“No, Y/N, I couldn’t possibly find someone better than you.” Shawn whispers. “Not even at the strip club.”

Your jaw drops. “Fuck off!” You exclaim, about to peel yourself off of Shawn. Shawn laughs, grabbing you so that you can’t get up.

“I’m just kidding, baby.” He chuckles as you scowl.

“That’s not funny, Shawn, I’m terrified. I’m terrified of waking up and you not being here, being with another girl who’s one hundred times smarter than me, one hundred times prettier than me, one hundred times better than me. I want to be happy in this relationship, I really do. But I’m so scared. You know I’ve never been in a situation like this before. This past year, you’ve engulfed my whole life, become the highlight of my day… What I look forward to waking up every morning. You’ve become the main source of my happiness. I’m so scared of being happy.“

Shawn stares at you. “D-Do you want to break up? I want whatever makes you happiest.”

“No, I don’t.” You sigh, feeling more tears about to pour out. “I-I love you so much, but that’s the problem. I’m in love with you and that scares me half to death.”

“Y/N.” Shawn whispers, lifting your chin with his index finger. You stare into his soft, loving eyes. You’re almost afraid to look him in the eye for too long, the feeling of guilt igniting in your body. Guilt for making him feel as if he was the culprit, when really you were the only one to blame. Shawn leans in, kissing your lips gently, yet with so much passion and admiration.

“No one could ever replace you, my love.” He leans in to place one more tiny kiss on your mouth. “It’s okay to be afraid, but you don’t have to. You’re perfect for me, and I love that you’re not the smartest person in the world, the prettiest, or the best. Let me tell you, I can’t promise to fix all of your problems, but I can promise you that you won’t face them all alone.”

“What did I do to deserve you?” You whisper, kissing the corner of his lips.

He smiles. “Being you, and only you.”

kinda short but i liked the concept of this one

also didn’t know how to end this hmph

i love shawn

[ want more? → masterlist ]

— october 9th, 2016

‘Max,Kate,Victoria, and Chloe sit around watching a scary movie in Max’s room’

'Movie murderer stabs someone to death on screen’

'Kate screams’

Kate - 'hugging pillow tightly’ Max, I don’t like this, why don’t we watch something else =(

Max- I’m sorry Kate, but Chloe’s been bugging me about seeing this film for ages

Chloe - Yeah ! It’s hellaween ! We’re supposed to be scared

Kate 'buries face in pillow’ Ok…..I guess I’ll just

Victoria 'immediately stands up’ Kate’s right ! Let’s watch something else

Chloe - Why don’t you two go chill in Vicky’s room for a bit ? 'pulls Max to her side’ We’ll brave this terrorfest together’

Victoria - 'grabs Kate’s hand, looking down on Chloe’ That’s fine by me Price, enjoy your immature little slasher film 'pulls Kate to door; Let’s go Kate

'Victoria and Kate leave the room’

Max- You know, we could have just watched this later on our own. This was SUPPOSED to be girls night ‘playfully shoves Chloe’s shoulder’

Chloe - ‘baby voice’ What’s the matter ? Is little Maxie scared of the scary movie too

Max- ‘laughs’ Chloe stop

Chloe‘broad smile’ Never ! ‘jumps on Max, nimbly moving her fingers across her body’

Max- ‘convulses while laughing with glee’ CHLOE ‘laughs more’ That tickles ! ‘snorts and laughs harder’

Chloe - GOOD ! Because you’re all mine tonight ! =D

-Victoria’s room-

Victoria - 'noticeably happier’ Ok Kate 'claps hands’ Let’s see what we have here 'kneels down by Kate’s movie collection’  

Kate - Victoria…..

Victoria - 'absorbed in movie browsing’ E.T , Toy Story, Beauty and the Beast, Princess Bride 'plucks movie out of shelf’ Oh My Neighbor Totoro !

Kate - Victoria, why did you leave with me

Victoria -  ’ stands up and joins Kate on her bed’ Look Kate, I saw that you were uncomfortable in there, and I didn’t want to see anyone making you do something that you don’t want to do……

Kate - 'appreciative face’ Thank you Victoria

Victoria - 'coughs guiltily’ No problem

Kate - 'skeptical face’ Victoria, are you keeping something from me…..

Victoria - 'looks away’ Look Kate, did you want to watch the movie or not ?

Kate - I know you’re holding back

Victoria -'flustered’ Darn it Kate ! It’s not fair how you can see through me like that !

Kate - Come on Victoria, You know I’m not going to judge you , so I don’t see why you’re so 'gasps’

Victoria - 'face glows red’

Kate - 'starts laughing’

Victoria - 'defensive’ Kate Beverly Marsh! It was a REALLY scary movie. ! Don’t you laugh at me  'turns away offended’

Kate - 'hugs Victoria’ Oh Victoria, I’m not laughing at you. It’s just that…..I’m glad that I wasn’t the only one 'meek smile’ People always called me a big baby for not liking those movies =(

Victoria - 'turns to Kate nervously smiling’ Well I guess we can just sit in here and be big babies together…….

'Kate leans in and kisses Victoria on the forehead’

Victoria -'twitches nervously’ R-right, well I guess I’ll put the movie in……

'Victoria gets up and quickly puts “My Neighbor Totoro” in the blue ray player’

'Victoria sits down and feels Kate’s hand slide over hers as the movie starts’

Victoria - I’ve always loved this movie’ leans against Kate’

Kate - 'smiles’ Me too 'leans against Victoria’

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#3 Preference||You’re on your period and says something that hurt him

“Anonymous said:

Can you do a 5sos preference where you’re on your period and he annoys you or something so you get mad and say something mean to him?”

“Ashton please turn the volume down, my head is killing me,” you said and sighed while trying to focus on the book you were currently reading.
“Oh sorry babe,” Ashton said and turned down the volume a little. You let put an annoyed sigh and tried to focus on the book and block out the sound from the tv and Ashtons laugh when something fun happened in the tv show he was watching.
“God Ashton can you just be quiet I’m trying to read my book!” You said.
“Oh I’m sorry I didn’t know it bothered you…” Ashton said quietly.
“Well it did,” you muttered.
“Uhm are you like, uhm, on your period? You’ve been a bit moody today,” Ashton carefully asked and you angrily closed your book.
“God damn it  Ashton can’t a girl be moody without being on her period huh?” You yelled and he nervously fiddled with his fingers.
“Y-yes of course but I just thought…I-I’m sorry,” he said with a hurt expression on his face and you instantly regretted what you’ve said.
“Ugh no I’m sorry Ashton, yes I’m on my period, I’m  really moody today. I shouldn’t have yelled at you, I’m really sorry,” you said and sighed. His face softened and he scooted closer to you to wrap his arms around you.
“It’s okay, I know you didn’t mean it baby.” He said and kissed the top of your head.

After being with your boyfriend Calum and the rest of 5sos in the studio for almost 7 hours you and Calum were finally home.
“Ugh finally, I’m so hungry,” you grunted and kicked off your shoes as you entered the house.
“Yeah sorry it took so long today, I just couldn’t hit that last note right,” Calum said and bit his lip.
“Yeah, I saw that…” you mumbled and rolled your eyes. You were on your period and had horrible cramps, which as usual made you very moody. “I mean you could’ve just asked Luke to help you, he hit that note on the first try, he’s such a good singer.”
Calum stared at you with a hurt look on his face. Tears welled up in his eyes and he turned around and walked upstairs. You regretted what you’d done and felt really bad.
“Wait Calum , I didn’t mean it!” You yelled and ran upstairs after him. You grabbed his arm and he spun around.
“Didn’t mean what? That I’m not a good singer? Well guess what you didn’t have to tell me, I already know I’m not. I’ve got tons of haters telling me that daily,” he muttered and you saw tears in his eyes. Your heart was aching, knowing you hurt him.
“No Calum baby listen, I didn’t mean to hurt you. It just slipped out, you know I love your voice more than anyone else’s! Please don’t be mad at me Calum, I hate that myself for hurting you,” you pleaded and he sighed.
“But why did you say it?”
“I’m on my period and I’m just really moody and I’ve got horrible cramps. I know it’s not an excuse for how I acted and I’m so sorry.” You said and his face softened and he hugged you.
“Oh I didn’t know, don’t worry baby I forgive you. I know you didn’t mean it.” Calum said and you smiled at him, knowing you had the best boyfriend in the world.

“Hey babe have you seen my Nirvana t-shirt?” Luke asked as he was last minute packing to leave for his tour tomorrow.
“You already packed it,” you said a little annoyed. He had been asking you 1000 times to help him find different things he was missing.
“Oh okay, what about my spare charger?” He asked and you rolled your eyes.
“In the drawer,” you answered coldly. He must have heard the annoyance in your voice because he stopped packing and looked at you.
“Are you mad at me?” He asked and you let out a little laugh.
“Well I just find it a little annoying that an adult can’t even pack his own damn suitcase. I always have to help you with everything gosh it’s gonna be nice to have some time alone when your gone.” You muttered but quickly regretted it when you saw his hurt face.
“Oh I’m sorry,” Luke mumbled and started to re-fold a shirt he had already packed.
“No Luke, I-I didn’t mean it like that,” you said and your lip started to tremble at the thought of him leaving tomorrow. He sighed and got up and sat down on the bed next to you.
“Do you think I’m annoying?” He asked and looked at you with tear filled eyes.
“No no no not at all, I know you are stressed and I should help you. It’s just I-I’m on my period and I’m really moody and tired.” You said and blushed. Luke started blushing too and fiddled with his fingers.
“Oh, I, uhm, didn’t know…"He scratched the back of his neck. “Do you need anything?” He asked but you shook your head.
“No you’ve got a lot to do, don’t worry about me. Let me help you and then maybe we can watch a movie?” You asked and he smiled.
“I’m almost done, you don’t have to help, just stay here and relax and I’ll finish packing and we can watch a movie, okay?” He asked and you started smiling like an idiot.
“You’re the best boyfriend ever.” You said and kissed him.

“Michael, you need to pick up (y/d/n) from her friends house, she just texted,” you said as you sat on the couch next to Michael.
“Can’t you pick her up? I’m about to beat my high score,” Michael said. He was playing videogames again.
“No I’m tired, and my stomach hurts,” you said and gritted your teeth. You were on your period and the cramps made you moody.
“Oh come on, please? This is important,” Michael pleaded and paused the game.
“Oh so it’s more important than our daughter?”
“No that’s not wha-” he begun to speak but you angrily cut him off.
“No I get it Michael, me and her are not your top priority, you’re always away on tours, you’re missing out so much on her life! What kind of father are you really?” You half yelled at him, but the hurt look on his face made you regret everything you said.
“No you know what, you’re right. I’m a bad father, I know okay? You don’t have to remind me,” he mumbled with tears in his eyes.
“No Michael I’m sorry, you’re not a bad father, you’re the best father ever. And the best husband ever. Please Michael don’t be mad at me. I’m on my period and I’m super moody, please forgive me Michael I didn’t mean it, I know it’s not your fault that you’re away  lot.”
“So you don’t think I’m a bad father?”
“No not at all, you’re the best in the world, please forgive me,” you pleaded and he started smiling.
“I couldn’t ever stay mad at you, you’re too cute. I know you didn’t mean it,” he said and you smiled. “Come on let’s pick her up together.”

N: N would save himself of course and try and escape the house. Yes, you’ve been married a couple of years, but he didn’t sign up for this when he got down on that knee of his and proposed and he definitely does not want to get shot. So, he’ll save himself and run far away until he can call the police. Technically speaking, are you considered the police? “HONEY I THINK YOU AHHHHH WAS THAT A BULLET ?!OH NO NO NO NO *choking* I CAN’T DO AHHHHH WHERE TO GO?! I LOVE YOU! *Jumps out window*” 

Leo: OMG THIS WOULD BE SO EPIC. TAEKWOON KNOWS TAEKWONWHIPYOURASS SO HE’D HELP YOU IN THE FIGHT AGAINST YOUR ASSASSINS. AND BECAUSE OF LEO’S ATHLETICISM AND AGILITY THE BOTH OF YOU WOULD KICK MAJOR ASSASSIN ASS TOGETHER. But then when it’s all over with he’ll be really mad that they interrupted the nice meal he prepared for dinner and that you’re a spy and never told him. ”*Out of breath* I think…I think you have some explaining to do. But, my wife can really kick ass.“

Ken: Poor baby. He’d be running around screaming like he lost his mind. This would work in your favor because it’ll momentarily distract your assassins so you could go in for the kill. That’s if they don’t knock him out first because he’s being annoying. "OMG THEY’RE GOING TO KILL US! WHY DID I MARRY A SPY?! OH BECAUSE I DIDNT KNOW!!!!”

Ravi: Ravi will run on instincts and that will either mean stay and help you fight or run away screaming, leaving you to fight alone as he grabs his most valuable possessions before you or your assassins breaks them in the fight. If he does stay and help you, he’ll do whatever you tell him to do and try his best to not get hurt. “YOU WANT ME SHOOT THIS PISTOL?! OKAY! *Puts head down and blindly shoots in the air*”

HongBin: HongBin would freak the freak out. Like he’d dive under the table, but then peek his head out just enough until he sees bullets flying which would cause him to yell, hit his head on the table, and cry out. At that point he’s alerted the assassins to his location, which would cause you to in turn make him join you in the fight. “GRAB WHAT GRENADES IN THE FRUIT BOWL?! YOU MEAN THESE WEREN’T DECORATIVE GRAPES THIS WHOLE TIME?” 

Hyuk: Hyuk would immediately run for cover, but then regret that he left you alone to fend for yourself. So he’d come from out of cover to help you only to see that you are whooping ass on your own. So he’ll go back and hide until it’s safe to come back out. “Yes! We won. Well, since we aren’t dead, show daddy your sniper rifle?”

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-Admin Cheezy ^_^