okay i am confused with the names

anonymous asked:

I have a small favor to ask as I am v confused rn but could you post a brief description of the various gravity falls aus cus I know the names but I don't know what they're about so if you could inform me I'd be grateful please and thanks love~

Okay, this might take a bit.

Transcendence AU 

Essentially, when Bill fails the apocalypse and is dying, he makes one last desperate attempt to survive by trying to posses Dipper without his permission. Dipper fights back and by a hair’s chance manages to push the weakened Bill from his mind, killing the demon. Only, Bill has already rooted himself too deeply into Dipper and all of Bill’s power remains in Dipper, turning him into a demon and forcing him out of the physical plain. Because of his human origin, Dipper is the only demon capable of becoming physical without a rift, although it takes a while for him to figure out how. Now, while Bill was stopped from destroying the world, it was at the cost of the Transcendence. Pretty much the entire world becomes as magical as Gravity Falls and even more dangerous. Dipper becomes known as the demon Alcor and Mabel is his partner in cult bashing partner Mizar. There’s a lot of world building (reincarnation, prejudice against non-humans, monsters in everyday life, thousands of years as Alcor, Uncle Dipper, angels, other demons, awesome new characters, etc…) and overall, the blog is its own fandom that is constantly contributed to. TAU is the largest, most organized, and highest quality AU that I have ever seen. It’s huge. And fantastic. 

Here’s a longer summary.   This is its wiki.    Its TVtropes page.

Demonic Guardians AU -

Here’s the main comic behind it. Demons’ can have one human that if they bond with and protect, will make the demon stronger. There’s a catch though. If the human dies, a part of the demon does too. The stronger the bond between demon and human, the more damage will be inflicted on the demon when the human dies. Not all humans have a demon, and not all demons have a human. A bunch of the cast of GF have demonic guardians, each character having a different level of bond. Bill Cipher is Dipper’s guardian. Mabel’s is Dot Matrix (used to be named Tad Strange; might recognize him as the square with the bowler hat). Gideon’s is Kryptos (the star on top his tent). Stanley has Pi Mo (looks kinda like a coin). Pacifica’s is the Lumberjack Ghost. There’s a whole lot of fan made demons too. The creator is really cool. Outside of Demonic Guardians AU, she’s made the Danny Phantom crossover: You Smell Like Death, the Over the Garden Wall crossover: Garden Falls, and her own really good comic: The Boy Who Fell.

Monster Falls -

Dipper finds a magic stream called Fluvius Cantatis, some stuff happens, and everyone in the town gets turned into monsters. Dipper’s a Deertaur, Mabel’s a mermaid, Wendy’s a werewolf, Stanley’s a Gargoyle, Stanford’s a sphinx, Gideon’s a vampire, Robbie’s a zombie, Soos is a clay homonculus/golem, Pacifica’s a gorgon, Bill’s…human like, etc… This AU is mostly fan art and fanfiction. Sometimes the monster that a character is turned into is different, but this list is what they’re most commonly depicted as.

Reverse Falls -

I have no idea where this AU came from??? All the characters in this have swapped rolls and personalities. Gideon Pines is a kid visiting Gravity Falls with his cousin/best friend Pacifica Pines(or Southeast). While there, they meet the psychic twins Mabel and Dipper Gleeful who run the Tent of Telepathy. The twins are much darker and more powerful than Gideon from Gravity Falls. Will Cipher is an easily terrified Demon who just wants the twins to leave him alone. All the other character’s changes depend on the artist/writer. Robbie and Wendy usually swap. 

Relativity Falls -

This is essentially an age/generation swap. Twins Stanley and Stanford go to spend the summer with their Grauntie Mabel. The main switches are Mabel with Stanley, Dipper with Stanford, Wendy with Dan, Gideon with Bud, Pacifica with Preston, Abuelita(Maria) with Soos, etc… Most of the show is the same, with a few twists and the added personality of having a different character in whatever situation.

Anti-Gravity AU -

Though not to be mistaken for Relativity Falls, Anti-Gravity is also an age swap. Wendy and Soos are young kids who find Journal 3. Mabel and Dipper are teenagers who work for Grunkle Stan at the Mystery Shack. Pacifica has Robbie’s role (dating Dipper, to Wendy’s jealousy). Bud Gleeful takes Gideon’s place as Wendy and Soos’s enemy. Robbie is Soos’s bully. Other than that, all characters stay the same.

Reunion Falls -

Dipper and Mabel are separated at birth: Mabel growing up with their parents in California and Dipper being raised by Grunkle Stan. Eventually, Mabel finds out about Dipper and runs off to Gravity Falls to meet him. Without a twin, Mabel, while still bright and cheerful, is less out going while Dipper, growing up with Wendy and Stan as role  models, is more confident. The AU is the twins getting to know each other and bonding.

Only Child AU -

Mabel is stillborn, making Dipper an only child. Because of his parent’s ever growing grief over losing a child, Dipper is often neglected. Dipper has the same personality as cannon, but it’s buried under self-worth issues, survivor’s guilt, need to be loved, and shyness. He’s a sad child who really just needs a hug. He also knits sweaters; he always wears the red one he made (it looks a bit like Ford’s). The AU is Dipper’s stay at Gravity Falls with Stan and eventually reaches to him growing up and gaining a little sister, baby Mabel (who both he and his parent’s adore). The AU is all art right now, but the creator is eventually going to make a fic for it.

Fright Falls -

Mabel gets turned into a vampire. Dipper gets turned into a werewolf. The AU is their adventures as creatures of the supernatural. There’s a lot of cool art for the AU.

Immortal Pines AU -

Immortal Pines is a comic where Bill kills Mabel and Dipper, only to realize that it wasn’t what he wanted. He brings the twins back to life and makes them immortal by infusing them with his power. This means that they only exist in the dreamscape. The AU is them trying to get back to normal before they become too much like Bill.  The artist is cool.

Twin Demons AU -

Mabel and Dipper are the Demons, while Bill ‘Billi’ is the 12 year old human. Billi is an innocent, if lacking common sense, kid who’s come to Gravity Falls to stay with his Grunkle Stan. The twins are demons with big plans that involve Billi, much to his horror.

Blinded AU 

The Society of the Blind Eye doesn’t wipe Dipper’s memories of the supernatural, they wipe all his memory.  The Society takes him in, indoctrinating him into their ways. Bill visits and uses Dipper as a spy. The AU is an amnesic Dipper living with only the Society and Bill as company.

Apocalypse Falls 

Mabel’s decision in Not What He Seems has catastrophic damage on Gravity Falls. The Shack is destroyed and many people undergo….changes: physical, mental, even death. Dipper gains wings while Mabel’s mind spirals into madness. The AU just got rebooted, so the story-line is unknown at the moment.

  Gravity Rises -

Another swap AU, this time between personality and symbols. Mabel is Pine Tree, the intellectual and mystery obsessed twin. Dipper is Shooting Star, the laid back and creative one. Stan and Ford switch. Pacifica takes Gideon’s role as Crescent Moon, the leader of the Order of the Crescent Eye (Bill’s cult). She’s a sociopath and the main antagonist. Gideon takes Pacifica’s role as Lone Wolf, the rich kid turned anti-hero. Terrifying with his magic, even Bill is wary of Gideon. It’s a cool AU that’s very different from the show even though it’s partially a personality swap.

Joseon AU -

An AU where Gravity Falls takes place in the Joseon Kingdom in Korea. Everyone wears traditional clothing of the time period and place of the Joseon Kingdom. The AU is mostly fan art.

Coven AU -

Mabel and Dipper are the apprentices of Grunkle Stan in a wold where magic is common. Bill’s a magic cat.

Gravity Keys  -

In this AU, Gravity Falls is set in Key West, Florida. Mabel has a chicken instead of a pig, but other than that, most things stay the same.

Church AU -

It’s Gravity Falls, but in a church. Bill is a demon. Bill is in the Church. Dipper is just so angry at Bill. Things don’t go well.

Kitten Dipper AU -

Dipper finds a comb that has a cat shaped handle. When he brushes his hair with it, he gets turned into a kitten! The AU is Dipper the cat.

Carnivàle Falls 

It’s the 1930s. Mabel and Dipper go to stay with their Grunkle Stan at his traveling freak show. Gideon is a faith healer. The Dust Bowl is a problem.

Spy AU -

Stan and Ford are spys with Fiddleford building their gadgets. They’re trying to take down the Cipher Organization.

Camp Cipher -

Gravity Falls, but as a summer camp. The teens are counselors while all the kids are campers. Nice art.

Never Human AU 

Stanley Pines was stillborn, replaced with a Fae or Changeling. When in Fae mode, Stan had six glowing green eyes. There’s some angst of Stan learning to deal with the fact that he’s a monster and not actually related to his family. It’s later revealed that Dipper is also Fae, which really freaks him out. Mabel is super accepting, so everything turns out fine. It’s a really great AU with fantastic fics and art.

Ghost Stan AU -

Stan is a level 10 ghost. It’s awesome, and Stanley makes a great ghost. There’s a lot of sad. Stan’s dead. The AU has a whole bunch of fanfiction and fanart.

Joml AU/Grim AU -

Stanley befriends the Grim, omen of death. As soon as Ford finds out what Stan’s done he freaks out because, well, Stanley has the omen of death as his pet. Really cute and funny AU. Got some angst too though. Also, Stan makes his own journal.

Frankenstan AU -

Stanley dies pre-portal opening. Ford, being the idiot that he is, bring Stan back to life Frankenstein style with the help of Fiddleford. This includes digging up Stan’s body. It’s also got a mystery trio vibe going for it. 

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There is something happening inside of my heart and I can’t give you the coordinates as to where it has traveled. I have left my words near lips that say wouldn’t you know, I didn’t want to stay. I can’t tell you if I’ll be okay by tomorrow, but my god, I will proudly stand here just to give you hope that I will be alright. I’m too young to be this sad and the really shitty part is most days– I don’t know why I’m sad at all, I just am. Like the stillness of a song right before the chorus breaks in, or the part of the movie when the piano comes in– I am more than a pile of broken bones waiting to reshape everything that I once knew as more than sorrow and promises of yeah, I’ll be right here tomorrow. We don’t get to choose how it ends, hell, we don’t even get to pick who we fall in love with. Or so it goes. Or so she’ll know. Or so I’ve said. Or so she wrote. Or so I’ll be. Or so I am. A poet’s favorite poem will always be his first, regardless if it was terrifyingly cheesy– I keep my arms wrapped around the idea that I’ll come to my senses some day. Nostalgia likes to haunt the upside down hillside heart that breaks when thoughts become to tender and you’ve been trying to toughen yourself up– one simple mistake can change your whole life, one simple love can change your whole perspective, one simple night can bloom your mind into a rose garden made to never wilt and if I put two and two together, where are we in all of this? If you are moonlight that keeps me up, if you are sunshine that fuels the youth, if you are the coldest winter upon lips that want nothing more than to kiss you back to sleep, if you are the hottest summer breaching through my veins just to say that I have been meaning to see you again, if you are in love with me and I’m not in love with you, if you surrender the truth just to hear a tainted lie, if you wake up and I’m not around, if you’re alone and I’m no longer alive, if I’m nothing but more memories that you can’t forget, if I’m just another person who isn’t worth your time, if I’m a fool for you just like how you’re a fool for me, if I am made from the saddest poems and you always knew how and when to say it’s okay if you’re not, if I’m just here and you’re just there, if you’ve got feelings for me and I can’t reciprocate the feelings, if I’m too complicated and hard to love, if you’ve made things between us this much more confusing, if I am not how you imagined, if I’m disfigured and no longer retain my youth some day, if I can’t speak and lose my sight, if I’m dying because of the ashes in my lungs, if I’m no longer a writer and not as sweet, if I no longer remember your name and I can’t provide home, if I’m lost and never find my way back to never land, if I’m just a word that I can’t utter to you, if I’m melted snow and you are the sun, if I’m a nuclear meltdown and you are Mother Nature, if I’m the candle wax and you’re the flame that’ll go out some day, if we’re just too damn stubborn to leave this as it is, if this world was perfect and I knew how to love you right, if I felt better and wasn’t so self-conscious, if I could accept your feelings for me without comparing you to another that had hurt me, if I could be anything for you, if I lost my freewill, if I lost my ability to decide, if I am sadness and you are joy, if I am nothing but the tears falling down your eyes, if I am everything that has pushed you away, if I am every excuse that a man has ever said to you, if I break your heart today and tomorrow, if love wasn’t so damn complex and I wasn’t afraid to love people– if I wasn’t scared shitless to fall in love with people, do you think that this could work?
—  The Tenth Circle of Hell

randomperson009  asked:

How about a fic of Lance getting amnesia? And like his personality is a bit different too? Thank you! (And sorry if I sound like a bother!)

You’re no bother at all my dear!! And good fic idea! Hope you enjoy! 🖤🖤
“Is he done yet?” Hunk questioned, pressing his nose against the glass of the healing pod. Coran leaned forward, pursing his lips. “Hmm..just a few more ticks, and he should be out!” Keith crossed his arms. “He wouldn’t even be in this mess if he didn’t push me out of the way and tried to sacrifice himself.” Shiro walked toward him, resting a hand on Keith’s shoulder. “He’ll be alright, Keith. Lance is strong, he can handle this.” Keith gave him a grim nod. The team stared at Lance’s unmoving form, waiting. Finally, a familiar hiss erupted from the pod, door coming open. Keith rushed forward, catching Lance as he wobbled and began to fall. The team gathered around them as Lance slowly blinked his eyes open. “Welcome back to the land of the living.” Pidge chuckled. Lance slowly looked up at her, brow furrowing as he scrunched his eyes. “Uh..who are you?” The team hesitated, and Pidge just let out a nervous laugh. “Come on, Lance. Quit joking around!” Lance looked even more confused. “How do you know my name?” Lance frantically looked around, panic rising. “W-where am I?” Keith gripped Lance’s arms. “Lance, it’s okay. Just calm down, alright. We’re in space and-” “SPACE?? As in oUTER SPACE?!” Lance gawked. Pidge face palmed. “Probably should’ve eased him into that one, Keith.” “Wait wait wait! What do you mean space? Why aren’t we in Cuda? And is that aN ALIEN??” As Coran began to explain to Lance what was going on, the other stepped to the side. “What the heck is wrong with him?” Keith asked. Shiro looked back over to Lance, whose eyes were wide and mouth hanging open as he listened to Coran. “I guess from the combination of being knocked out and being in the pod for that long, he has suffered some amnesia. I know this isn’t ideal, but hopefully he’ll get his memories back soon. Just help him out until then, alright?” The team nodded. Keith ran his hand over his face and through his hair. This was gonna be interesting.
The team noticed that Lance was…different. He hardly ever cut his jokes or ever told pick up lines. He was..quiet. Shy even. He did as he was told, ate with them and participated in idle chit chat, even trained with them. But it wasn’t the same. The team were in the living quarters when they discussed this. “I never knew how quiet it would be without Lance.” Pidge mumbled with her face pressed against the cushions. Keith pulled one leg up to his chest. “Yeah, he never tries to challenge me in anything or bickers with me. I always thought it would be nice if he stopped, but now I miss it…miss him.” The team nodded in agreement. Shiro sighed, sinking to the floor. “I know this is hard team, but we gotta be strong and wait until Lance is back to normal.” Keith flared his nostrils. “It’s been four day, Shiro! Four!! How much longer does he need?!” Hunk rubbed his face, letting his back rest against the pillows. “I wish I knew. I miss my old buddy.” Keith flung himself from the couch. “Keith, where are you going?” Keith stomped toward the door. “I’m going to the training room. Maiming whacking a few droids will-” THWACK!! Keith quickly pulled back the door, seeing Lance knocked to the floor, unconscious. The team rushed over. “Holy shit, Keith!! What did you do?!” I don’t know! I just shoved the door open! I didn’t even know he was there!“ “Quiznak, how hard did you shove the door?” Hunk interrupted them. “Guys! He waking up!” The team gathered around Lance as he groggily woke up, letting out a small groan. Lance slowly opened his eyes, peering at his teammates faces as they stared down at him. “Uh..what just happened?” “Keith knocked you out with the door.” “Don’t say it like that! It makes it sound like a did it on purpose!” “Guys!” Lance shouted. “I’d love to stay here and argue about if Keith knocked me out on purpose, but can I please go and put on a face mask? I feel like I haven’t done one in a week, my pores are dying. Oh, and can we ask Allura to stop at another space small to pick up some more? I’m almost out?” The team stared at him with wide eyes. “Lance…do you know where you’re at?” Lance arched his eyebrow. “Uhh…space? Where we’ve been for the past like months? Are you guys okay?” The team stared at him more and then suddenly dog-piled on top of him. “Lance you’re back!” “Welcome back, buddy!” “It took you long enough!” Lance wheezed from underneath them. “Can somebody please tell me what the heck is going on??”

Words l Peter Parker

Summary: The reader cannot figure out for the life of them, what is keeping Peter Parker so busy during the day. His excuse: The Stark Internship…

Warning: Idk…language. It is also really short so sorry.

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Type: Oneshot

Requested by: @signethatsmelol


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“Hmm?“ he murmured against her neck, relishing the feeling of her hair on his skin. It was really silky and so uncontrollable he sometimes was afraid that it would strangle him.

“Can you move away for a second? I need to—“

He shook his head and buried it deeper in the crook of her neck, her whining be damned. She had such a delicious scent, vanilia and magnolias, so innocent and so untainted. It aroused him to no end.

“Draco!“ she barked again, but still no answer. He was sleep-deprived and so exhausted that even breathing seemed to be hard enough to be done all by himself. “You need to move if oyu don’t want to suffocate your own son! Does the name Scorpius ring any bells?“

And there it was.

He landed on his backside on the floor, in confusion, blinking up owlishly and the white-washed haired toddler that had very effectively kicked him in the ribs.

Fuck that sprong - he grumbled - mummy is mine!

The toddler - as if understanding what his dad was mumbling - flashed him a radiant smile.

My mum will hear about this! - he mouthed clumsily. 

Green-Eyed Monster - Castiel x reader (NSFW)

Summary: Cas gets worked up after reading Dean’s smutty thoughts about reader, so he decides to show Dean who reader belongs to.

Words: 2257 

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, oral sex (female receiving), fingering, spanking.

Castiel x Reader

A/N: Now that it’s finally summer, I hope to write more stuff! <3 And hopefully not just Cas XD I need to give other boys some attention too, so if you want, you can drop a request in my ask or message it to me <3 

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Hetalia Characters as Even More Things I Say

America: “There’s an issue…I’m fAT!”

Canada: “That’s okay I forget my real name too.”

Germany: “True friendship is when they can spell your long confusing German last name.”

England: “Everyone is getting engaged or married and here I am rereading Harry Potter for the 27th time…”

Prussia: “Listen every song can be improved with an added flute solo.”

Ukraine: “My boobs are way too big for that! They need support…a lot of support.”

China: “I know I’m supposed to be an ‘adult’ and 'mature’ but I want no NEED that giant fluffy pink lama. I’m gonna name it Sprinkles.”

Liechtenstein: “Who wants to GO? Why are you laughing? I’m not joking! I might be small and wearing a dress but we will fight and I WILL WIN!”

But her...

Request: Can you do a Murphy x reader inspired by this quote? “You can’t love someone unless you love yourself first.” Bullshit. I have never loved myself. But her, oh god. I loved her so much I forgot what hating myself felt like.

Requested by: anonymous.

A/N: Yes, of course! This idea is super cute.

Pairing: Murphy x Reader

Warnings: none.

Originally posted by lachicainmortal

For Bellamy, it was an odd thing to see Murphy act so… so relax and sweet. So caring. This wasn’t the Murphy he’d trusted and then sent away like nothing. This wasn’t the Murphy that had lusted after killing a child because of a death he got blame for. And this was definitely not the Murphy he’d be strung up by and taunted by all for revenge.

This Murphy was almost, childlike. Smiling and laughing with his hands around your waist in enjoyment. Murphy almost didn’t care that he, Bellamy, was standing right before him, his eyes stuck on the two figures before him. If this had been any other time, Bellamy was positive that the boy would’ve flung forward to hit him or punch him or kick or something.

Instead he was too busy laughing at something you whispered in his ear.

Bellamy before had thought Murphy wasn’t even capable of loving something. Bellamy knew for a fact the boy didn’t even love himself, despite how hard he tried to hide it. Bellamy could see in the boys eyes the hatred he felt for himself, because now, Bellamy felt the same way. 

There was a darkness in his eyes that could only explain his rather arrogant and bold act, because he was trying to protect himself from being hurt. But now, that was lost and was replaced by happiness.

“Bellamy,” said man blinked, confused as he refocused on the image of you and Murphy. You smiled at him, waving. “You went silent, everything okay?” You asked, Murphy just watched on with a small smile, not really saying anything.

Bellamy grinned, even if he didn’t mean it and shook his head; “no. I am fine.”

 “You sure Bellamy?” Murphy asked, his voice rough with the hint that he may not care.

You rolled your eyes, “if you don’t mean it, don’t say anything John.” There was another thing. You called Murphy ‘John’ which was odd in itself, Bellamy heard that Murphy never allowed anyone to call him by that name, but you were apparently an exception.

“Anyways,” you suddenly clapped. “It’s nice of you to join us, Bellamy. I am gonna just take a shower, get settled.”

With that you walked away and Bellamy and Murphy were left with their awkward silence. Murphy walked up to the stove, playing around with the soup he’d been working on before.

“How?” Bellamy murmured.

“You’re gonna have to be more clear than that Bellamy.” Murphy teased, not looking at Bellamy.

“How can you love her?”

“Excuse me?” Murphy asked, his voice rough and suddenly cold. He turned daggers at Bellamy, “there is absolutely nothing wrong with Y/N, so-”

“No, you can’t love someone unless you love yourself first.“ Bellamy shook his head, confused.

Murphy stayed silent, before it clicked. “Bullshit. I have never loved myself. But her, oh god. I loved her so much I forgot what hating myself felt like.” With a small smile he finished, he turned back to the stove leaving Bellamy in his thoughts.

We’ve Sinned

Summary: Yoongi is the devil and you are a guardian angel…. and in a twisted fate, you fall in love.

Genre: {Devil!Yoongi & GuardianAngel!Reader} Angst, Slight Smut

Warning: Near death, smutt-ish; heavy makeout, grinding, mentions of sex.

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You knew the name well. The name spoken often in Heaven and feared across the human world. Even now as you listened to a fellow angel speak about his latest havok reeked in the human world, you still felt that small part of your heart jumping and spreading with warmth. How you fell in love with the devil happened slowly and then all together.

Min Yoongi awaited you at the gates of Heaven’s doors. He was so warm, he was glowing. You were so confused by the blinding white that surrounded you and the wings that sprouted the boy’s back. He was eager, pulling you through the gates and skipping mindlessly through the clouds whilst dragging you along. He showed you how to forget your human life and live for what you were destined to be like he was: a guardian angel. It was centuries ago and even more had passed until he became selfish and you fell in love with him. He was tired of living as an immortal, tired of always doing what’s right and following orders from a faceless man. Yoongi wanted more and he begged you to help him achieve more. But you were confused. The life you lived was one so many human’s wished to be in their afterlife. Why wouldn’t you want to be an angel? Why wouldn’t you want to guard someone’s life?

Yoongi didn’t understand you and you didn’t understand him.

That’s when everything fell apart for you.

An angel had escaped. Escaped? Such a word could not be used for someone choosing to leave an actual Heaven. There was nothing to escape from, this life was worth staying for, but Yoongi left anyway. He was deemed a fallen angel, a lost soul in which couldn’t be brought back to the light. Yoongi chose to run into the dark, but here you were; centuries later and you still couldn’t comprehend that Min Yoongi, your Min Yoongi… was the devil himself.

“Jimin.” You spoke softly, but abruptly to stop the angel in front of you from speaking. You felt your wings begin to ache, a signal you knew all to well. “I have to go, I think he’s in trouble.”

Jimin understood quickly and stopped his rambling. He placed a warm and soft hand on your arm, his gorgeous smile spreading his features as he spoke. “Go save his life, Y/N.”

You smiled too, then set off the cloud, flying to the city you had visited numerous times in the past twenty years. As you reached further into the human world, you could see the night sky shining over the lit city.

You landed on your feet smoothly, looking over at where you felt that he might be. You gasped upon seeing a car slowly sinking into the water and your wings began to ache horribly. His life was slipping away.

You wasted no time in diving into the sea, punching the water away as you did so. You were next to the driver’s seat and you could see clearly that he was unconscious. His brown hair floated around him, no bubbles surrounded his mouth or nose. You gripped onto the seatbelt through the open window, yanking it off quickly before gripping the boy’s shoulders through his jean jacket. You lifted him easily and began swimming back to the surface as your wings were piercing an agonzing pain throughout your whole body. You could always rely on your wings to bring you comfort and understanding even towards the human you were to protect, but now all it brought you was pain and discomfort because of the human you guarded. You flew out of the water at a remarkable speed until you hit the pavement with your two feet. You set the boy down, immediately pumping his chest as you fell to your knees.

Panic slowly rose when he gave no response and you pumped harder. This human had to make it, he just had to.

Finally, after long minutes of continuisly pumping his chest, the boy’s head lifted and he coughed an immense amount of water. You could hear sirens begin to wail in the distance, but you kept your focus on the boy who was slowly waking up.

He looked around groggily, and as if noticing the way his clothes and hair stuck to him, his body jolted upright and he turned towards you. The sirens were getting closer now, but it didn’t matter. No one but the boy could see you anyway.

The boy’s chocolate eyes widened when they settled on you, his eyeline directing towards the prominent white wings on your back. His mouth fell open and his mind reeled with questions that came to him a million miles a minute.

You spoke before him, knowing he was confused and that your presence was one out a dream.

“I’m so happy you are alive, Jungkook.” Your arms wrapped around the boy, bringing him towards you in a warm hug. Jungkook’s eyes widened further as he looked over your shoulder and to his car that was half way through the water by now.


“It’s okay, Jungkook.” You smiled down at him as you let him go. You saw flashing lights in the corner of your eyes and you knew it was time for you to go. Jungkook stared up at you, bewildered and unashamedly looking at you from head to toe in complete awe and confusion. “I’m your guardian angel,” you answered the unspoken question. “No, this isn’t a dream and yes, I am very much real and I just saved your life.” Still, even after your reassuring words, the boy seemed shocked by your voice and overall appearance, but he still managed to speak.

“What’s your name?”

His voice was one you heard of many times, and you heard it evolve through puberty. Your smile widened and you brought your hand in front of yourself. Jungkook took it, never missing how even as you were wet- your hand was still incredibly warm.

“Y/N,” you answered the boy. His eyes softened on you, and you could tell he had so much more to say but the human saviors were already walking towards you. You hugged Jungkook quickly before he could say anything and then you gave him a kiss on the cheek.

The kiss was a symbol that you had visited him once, but the next time he would sleep and then awaken- he would not remember you. It ensured the safety and secret of angels, and you respected it.

You stepped away from Jungkook, memorizing his face because you hoped you didn’t have to stand this close to him again, at least not for such reasons as saving his life.

“Goodbye, Jungkook.”

You turned, beginning to walk away from the scene and Jungkook wanted to run after you, but paramedics and police officers surrounded him in seconds and you disappeared before he could blink.

You were flying back home when you saw him. Smiling up at you from the rooftop of a building. It was by chance that you looked down and saw his sinister smile, and your flying stopped at once. His appearance was completely different than what you remembered, but you knew by the way your heart fluttered that it was in fact him.

When you landed on the rooftop, you let your eyes wander to the suit he wore. It was different than the all white one you had last seen him in. Under his red embroided blazer was a pure black button-up and dress pants, but that wasn’t what shocked you the most. His once plantinum hair- which every angel had regardless of skin tone or previous life- was black. A dark and menacing black that had your skin crawling at the sight of it.

You both now stood on opposite ends of the roof, but he wasted no time in taking long strides towards you. You hated the way his smirk was so evil and heavy, different than the happy and light smile he wore all those years ago.

“Min Yoongi.” Your breath was rushed, and your words shook as you spoke the devil’s name. Yoongi’s smirk widened, but he didn’t stop his walking until he stood within arms length of you.

“Hello, my little angel. Good job by the way, poor boy would have died if you hadn’t shown up, but like always; Y/N can’t let a sad mortal’s life go to waste.”

Your blood boiled at his words, but you weren’t one to burst. “Did you do that to his car?” Sudden realization hit you and Yoongi nodded in confirtmation.

“I had to get you to come see me somehow, darling.”

His words, as effecting to your heart as they were, sent a cold shiver down your spine. “You are just as sick as they say,” you commented with little remorse in your voice. Yoongi didn’t seem the least effected by your words and instead took your bitter words as an invitation for him to come closer to you. You instinctively took a step back to which he just chuckled.

“Miss me, angel?”

You were quick to shake your head, now glaring at Yoongi openly. “Never.”

“Aww, but I missed you Y/N.”

He was so different than you remembered. He used to be glowing, playful, charming, and sweet. Now he seemed wicked with different tricks up his sleeve. You weren’t sure why you were even still standing in front of him, this conversation might as well should be considered such a sin and angels don’t sin. At least not before Yoongi.

“It’s been 236 years, haven’t you longed for me baby?”

“Do not speak to me as if you were anything to me. Now, why did you want to get my attention?”

Your words made Yoongi’s eyes visibly darken, anger and sadness pooling into his irises. You were startled when Yoongi’s freezing hand collided with your forearm and you were suddenly being tugged towards him. Anyone else would have melted in fear by now, but you stood your ground; showing Yoongi that he was the one who left and it should be you who was angry. Yoongi’s smirk returned, his face now only centimeters from yours.

“But don’t you remember all those sweet memories we shared baby? Surely 301 years together doesn’t go forgotten over night. Did you cry when I left?” Yoongi’s hold on you tightened with each words and you didn’t wince once. “Were you angry like you are now?”

You turned your head away from Yoongi, you were done with this conversation and him, and you just wished to leave now.

“Tell me, Y/N. What does it feel like to get that angry? To feel like you’re about to snap? Are you feeling like that right now?”

You turned your face back to Yoongi, trying to conceal your emotions, but angels always wore them on their sleeves and Yoongi was quick to read you. His eyes were still dark, and his smirk was still as sinister as ever while his hold tightened even more.

“Feel the anger, Y/N. Let it out. Let it control you-”

You grunted as you released yourself from Yoongi and pushed him with all your might. Yoongi stumbled, but he wasn’t shocked by your actions, he was instead; amused.

“I’m leaving.” You spun as you said those words and faced the edge of the rooftop. Your wings heightened and you were ready to fly away when the harsh grip on your arm returned and you were being spun to face Yoongi again. His smirk was erased and he held an angry frown towards you.

“I didn’t say you could leave me.”

Yoongi spun at once and dragged you behind him. His hand waved in front of him in a movement you weren’t familiar with. A swirling source of wind erupted just ahead and you squinted at the sight. A dark portal stood where Yoongi previously was minutes ago, and you already knew Yoongi’s plan. You began fighting against the man, but it was no use. You were being thrown into the portal before you could escape and the dark magic closed behind Yoongi.

You had landed harshly on your knees while Yoongi stared down at you from where he stood. You quickly rose and took in your surroundings. A dark room that was large in width. It looked like a luxurious penthouse, and by the view from a large glass window behind the king sized bed, you knew it was. You were no longer in the city you had saved Jungkook in. The city was brighter and busier, but the night sky was just as dark as the previous one. You turned back towards Yoongi, who was now smiling at you.

The smile you had remembered from so long ago. The one you fell in love with centuries ago, was now spread across his face as if it hadn’t disappeared with your love.

“Sit down.”

You looked at Yoongi as you slowly walked towards the bed. You sat yourself at the edge, hating how submissive you were under his spell.

Yoongi came to stand in front of you, his eyes lingering on your large wings. “You’re so pure, Y/N. You always have been.” Yoongi’s hand came towards your cheek and you turned your face away. It didn’t stop Yoongi from finding and caressing the side of your face with his fingers. “I really have missed you, angel.”

You cringed, and Yoongi noticed. An angry hiss escaped his lips and he gripped harshly onto your shoulders. He brought you down, making you lay on the bed with your legs hanging over the edge. His knees were resting on either side of you and you looked up at him with startled eyes.

“So pure, my love,” Yoongi cooed. His eyes weren’t the same dark they were before. The anger and saddness was replaced by lust and want. Lust and want for you. You began to struggle against Yoongi, but it came to no avail and only made the man grip your shoulders harder. “Look at me, Y/N.”

You willed yourself to look at him in the face, but your eyes didn’t connect with his until Yoongi snarled at you. Your glowing irsises immediately matched his dark ones and he smiled in triumph. You opened your mouth to say something, anything, but you were cut off when dark black wings sprouted from behind Yoongi’s back and englufed around both of your forms.

They were incredibly black, but they were the same wings you remembered. You had mesmerized the details in Yoongi’s used to be white wings from the time you spent together, and despite the different color; they didn’t look much different.

“Like what you see, baby?”

Your eyes snapped back to Yoongi who had been in the midst of staring at your agape mouth. You wanted to respond to Yoongi, you wanted to tell him how ugly he let himself and his wings turn into, but you couldn’t find the words.

No matter how dark Yoongi’s hair, eyes, wings, or personality was; he was still so beautiful. He reeled you in with so much force, you forced yourself to remember all the bad things Yoongi has done and fear slowly began to replace whatever little lust you felt for the man.

Yoongi, again, noticed the change in your demeanor and the grip on your shoulders loosened slightly. “Don’t fear me, Y/N.”

“I don’t fear heartless people,” you responded. Your voice was quiet, and upon hearing it; Yoongi’s eyes closed briefly. He took in your words, the sound of your angelic voice and he smiled fondly.

“Kiss me, Y/N.” Yoongi’s eyes opened to see your reaction, but he was only met with a blank stare. You weren’t able to comprehend his demand before Yoongi brought his lips onto yours, an action that only happened once before, on the night before Yoongi left Heaven. You felt his lips part over your unmoving ones and his tongue was slowly pressed on your bottom lip. You shut your eyes, a poor choice on your part as your lips parted slightly, giving Yoongi the space he needed to shove his tongue into your mouth.

A low moan vibrated from the back of Yoongi’s throat as he explored your mouth greedily. The sound coming from Yoongi made you put your rational thoughts aside and you began wrapping yourself around Yoongi as you slowly responded to his movements.

Your arms wrapped around Yoongi’s neck as your legs rose and you encircled them around Yoongi’s waist. Another moan came from Yoongi when you began kissing him back effortlessly. Your hands moved from the back of his neck to entangle in his hair and you felt yourself being slid towards the top of the bed. Yoongi lifted your shoulders and then dropped your head on the pillows on the top of the bed. You sighed into the kiss, letting yourself finally miss Yoongi after denying it for the last half hour. Your grip around Yoongi’s waist instincitvely tightened and Yoongi’s hard member was being pushed onto you.

You both moaned, enjoying the feeling you both gave each other. Yoongi released himself from you and a whine escaped your lips before you could stop the embarrassing act. Yoongi loved it though, and he pushed himself further onto you. You moaned at the applied pressure, already feeling yourself becoming wet for him.

“Yoongi, I love you.” You couldn’t help the words and you didn’t regret them one bit. You have loved Yoongi for so long, you had to say it now before he left you once again. Yoongi pushed himself further away from you, but you made no move to bring him back. He took a couple seconds to look into your eyes, to see the sincerity behind your words before he pushed himself back onto you and your lips reconnected hastily.

It wasn’t until minutes later, after both your clothes were torn off and Yoongi had been comfortably thrusting in and out of you that he finally said those three words you waited so long for. After that, the night was filled with whispered lustful words and chanted names, needy touches and repeated ’I love you’s’ or ’I miss you’s’.

You shifted comfortably in your sleep the next morning and moved yourself closer into the touch of Yoongi. You smiled in delight, ignoring the sun that shined brightly through the glass window as you took in every second you were with Yoongi. You were happy to wake up and find out that the night before was definitely not a dream, and you had in fact made passionate love to Yoongi that lasted for hours.

“Good morning, my love.”

You opened your eyes, and looked up at Yoongi. He looked down at you with warmth, and took in your more than angelic face. He let his eyes loom over your figure before he looked at your wings, and then he was jumping at the sight of them. You shifted off of your hold on Yoongi’s waist and looked at him in confusion as you sat up. His eyes weren’t on you though, but trained harshly on something behind you. You turned, looking instincitvely at your wings when a gasp left your wings.

Your once all white wings were painted red at the tips of every feather.

You looked back at Yoongi who looked just as shocked as you were when your eyes roamed towards his own wings. “Yoongi,” you breathed.

Yoongi’s head snapped towards his wings, a gold color was now clear on the tips of his wings. “We’ve sinned,” Yoongi declared. He looked back at you, afraid of your reaction. He knew how happy you were of being an angel, this meant you were an outcast; like him.

Yoongi,” you repeated his name barely above a whisper. Yoongi reached out to you quickly, clasping his arms around your neck and bringing you towards him. The impact of what you had done last night suddenly hit you, but that wasn’t what surprised you. What surprised you was how you felt about sleeping with the devil; nothing.

“I love you, Min Yoongi.” You let your heart carry out your words as your head rested on Yoongi’s exposed chest. Yoongi smiled above you, bringing his lips to connect to your forehead briefly. “Please don’t leave me again,” you voiced your worries.

Yoongi chuckled, and you felt the vibrations from his chest.

“I will never leave you, my angel.”

a/n; please don’t steal my edit & if any of you are keeping up with “Mysterious Seven” it will be uploaded tomorrow.

EXO Reaction when they faint and wake up in front of their crush

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*Blinks a multiple times* “Am I… dreaming… I am… still out… she’s… she’s staring at me… this.. this can’t be..”


“You know… you should join be here on the floor” *Probably thinks it’s all a dream*


*Gulps* “Is that… my crush… oh my god she’s touching my face and asking me something but I can’t hear… what do I do know…” *starts to panic*


*To shy to stay around and find out what happens* “SHE SAW ME SHE SAW ME AHHHHHHHHHHH”


*Probably would pretend to be asleep until you are gone because he’s too embarrassed to talk to you*


*Very casual* “Oh her there… I’m okay thank you for worrying… you are really very nice… really thank you”


*He’s probably going to faint again just by seeing you there*


*Very confused this man* “Am I dead? Is this… heaven? You are.. my angel? You look very much like the girl I liked back on Earth..”


“Hey… eh.. I’m Chen… eh… thank you for.. taking care of me.. eh… hi” *Probably looks like he hit his head really hard*


“Oh no… please Earth… swallow me” *Too awkward to talk*


“How clumsy of me… I’m okay please don’t worry… can you help me up? Oh thanks… you are very good at this… what is your name?” *Trying to be as normal as he can*


*Well uhm… this would be him… sitting on the floor… for like two hours until one of the boys come pick him up*

[Masterlist] [Guideline]

sometimes I think about the Ravenclaw Bronze Knocker, because I’m sure Rowena Ravenclaw was a very witty and fun conversationalist, and I feel like she probably wouldn’t have just made this lovely little knocker and said, “Okay, all you do is give riddles.”

no, I think maybe the door knocker has a lot to say, but it’s shy? or it’s embarrassed because sometimes people get very frustrated when they can’t get the riddle correct and it doesn’t want them to be angry with it for not letting them enter. there’s a lot of options for why the knocker might not always let people in on the fact that it can say anything it likes, not just riddles.

and I like to think that maybe, one night, some Ravenclaw comes back to the tower DRUNK AF and can’t get the riddle correct and finally sits down nearby to wait for someone else to come along. and all of a sudden this kid just goes, “Hey, can we talk?”

and the knocker’s like, “…..Pardon me?”

“Because I was thinking about riddles and I was wondering if, like, you’re programmed with a certain number of riddles and you just recycle them every so often or if you have an unlimited list somewhere or if you make some up as you go?”

and for a long moment, the kid and the knocker just sit there, looking at one another. and finally the knocker says, “It’s a bit of a mix of all three, really.”

and this kid’s off and running suddenly with a million questions. “Do you feel more like a bird or a door knocker? What do you do when nobody’s around? Can you move around like the paintings? Do you wish you could fly? Did you have witty banter with Rowena Ravenclaw? Do you have favorite students? Why do you never talk to us?”

and - huh- it just hit me that maybe the reason the knocker doesn’t speak is that it’s not supposed to make chit chat unless the students or teachers initiate it because, “Ravenclaw isn’t just about answering difficult riddles, you should be observant and kind and interested in everyone and everything; people are supposed to ask ME a question about myself before I’m allowed to speak to them casually.”

and the kid, who’s still pretty drunk but has kind of been sobering up during this, is like, “Huh, yeah, that sounds like something Rowena would do.”

and over the course of this conversation, the two have kind of become buds and the kid says, “Hey, do you have a name?”

and the knocker starts laughing and says, “Yes, but it’s getting very late and you should go to bed, so I will make you a proposition: I will let you into the tower for an IOU riddle. You can come back tomorrow with the answer, okay?”
and the kid’s like, “yeah sure okay,
I am super tired.”

and the knocker lets the kid in after giving them the riddle. the next day, the kid comes back with the answer and it’s the knocker’s name and they become really good friends and at first a bunch of people are really confused when they see their friend standing outside chatting with the door knocker but then everyone is so excited that it can talk and SUDDENLY THE DOOR KNOCKER GETS TO TALK TO TONS OF PEOPLE AND I just want the Ravenclaw knocker to get a lot of attention and love like the Fat Lady’s portrait does.

and that’s all, folks!

Identical Twins

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam, Melanie (OFM)

Word Count: 3,606

Warnings: evil twin, crazy twin, mentions of bouncing from foster homes, a little bit of angst, a little bit of fluff, nothing too bad

Request: Hey can you do a dean x reader where the reader finds out she has a identical twin on a hunt and the twin turns out to be crazy and tries to take dean from her and in the end they have to figure out which is the real reader and dean asks a question only she knows,thanks :) 

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Originally posted by lexarakoon

“Sweetheart, we’re almost here.” Dean said from the driver’s seat.

“Yay, I am so looking forward to busting my ass off only to receive no thanks afterwards.” You said sarcastically, covering your eyes as you tried to take a nap in the backseat. But due to Dean’s loud ass music, you weren’t going to get any sleep.

“That’s the way to live.” Dean said, laughing. He sped up and zoomed down the road, entering a small town in Texas where you would be staying for hopefully the next few days. You hoped this case wouldn’t take much longer than that but there were some cases it took a couple of weeks.

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OKAY so Percy can summon Carter (Kane) ONE TIME by saying his name so I want the greeks, romans, and norse (magnus) bloodlines to be present and WASHAM THEY’RE LOSING LETS JUST CALL UP THE EGYPTIANS TOO BECAUSE I NEED ALL THE MYTHOLOGY AT ONCE I LOVE IT

can we have the power boys (percy, carter, jason, and magnus) and the kickass girls together (okay but Reyna, Zia, Annabeth, and Sadie COME ON)




Frank being confused (and slightly annoyed that they can shape shift on top of their magic) “what do you mean you can turn into birds but only one kind”

is charmspeak like the persuasion words thing in egypt


i seriously need all my ladies together talk about deadly

ok but have i mentioned walt and nico HAVE I MENTIONED IT

“my dad is hades” “oh yeah well i’m the god of funerals” “what no you’re mortal” “i’m hosting him” “dude what the fuck”


will solace talking to zia like “no my dad has the sun” and she’s like “nah man it’s mine”





Okay but imagine if Peter named Karen "Liz"
  • Peter: So Liz told me that I should tell Liz how I feel about her.
  • Ned: Wait, the girl you like told you to tell her how you feel about her?? Dude, I am so confused.
  • Peter: NO, NED. My suit lady told me, I named her Liz.
  • Ned: So let me get this straight, you named a lady who isn't real and talks to you from a suit the name of the girl you've been crushing on??
  • *Flash walks by*
  • Flash: Parker! Whose this other girl Liz, the stuffed teddy bear you sleep with at night?? I gotta go tell Liz, she's gonna be soooooo jealous!
  • *Flash leaves*
  • Peter: I have to change suit lady's name.
Thoughts into a Reality (A Langst AU Mashup Fic)

Part 1: Part 2: Part 3: Part 4: AO3:

Part 5:

“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you clearly. I’m what?” Lance leaned forward in his seat, his eyes narrowing at the blue man before him, not believing what he just heard.

“Well not fully, but it says here that you are at least part, Altean.”he began to zoom in on the hologram,”I thought you said you were from Earth?!” Ren’s head whipped towards Lance, who was now sitting in his seat with wide eyes.

“I… am. I’m human, I’m from Earth… My mother is Human…” Lance spoke slowly, in a soft voice. He nodded his head slowly, setting it in his hands, staring at the ground. Ren’s expression softened looking at the distraught boy before him.

“What about your father, Lance? Did you know him?” He crooned. Lance just slowly shook his head, slightly raising his head to look at Renswa.

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I Will Not Lose!

Words: 6290

Genre: Fluff (maybe a bit too much haha), Magic!Au

Summary: A single bet - use every means to make Jeon Jungkook fall in love with you.  

Originally posted by bangts

Jeon Jungkook…

Sitting in the center of an intricate alchemy circle drawn with chalk - on the floor of Jungkook’s living room, you can only begin to question - how did this even happen?  

The mess had started with some sort of argument you had with him weeks ago. It was vague in your memory, only certain fragments were still intact.

“Y/N…She’s really beautiful isn’t she?” You overhear Jimin’s voice.

“Meh.” Jungkook answers with a shrug.

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Parenting Tips

Age 6: Principal’s Office

Characters: McHanzo and Child!Reader

Summary: Jesse and Hanzo, your adoptive fathers, get a call from your school and you’re in big trouble for getting into a fight with a fellow classmate. But why?

Other Info: I dunno why I wrote this. I mean, I wrote a Gabriel Reyes and Child!Reader, so why not this. Enjoy! Also, if you’ve got a good idea or “parenting tips” let me know and I might write it for you!

Warnings: Bullying, McHanzo, Child!Reader, Fluff.

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Tonight - Junmyeon Smut

We had been lacking in some Junmyeon smut lately, so enjoy! -T

“I’ll be right back,” I laughed as my friends’ shouts of protest followed me. We had all come out to watch a cover band at a bar called The Tin Roof here in San Diego. I had decided that I desperately needed some fresh air from dancing, drinking, and singing along with 90′s cover songs.

We had flowing into California for an EXO concert. It was not until tomorrow, but we had decided to make a girls’ trip out of the ordeal. We had been at the beach for the past two days, hitting various California tourist towns before we had to be back in LA tomorrow for the actual day of the show.

I stumbled out onto the patio of the par. It was, surprisingly, drastically quieter with the door shut. I leaned against the railing to steady myself. One too many rounds of tequila shots flowed through my veins.

“Are you alright,” a voice from beside me appeared. I jumped slightly. I had not even taken notice that somebody else was outside with me.

“Oh! You scared me!” I giggled and turned to see the source of the voice. My heart jumped into my throat when my drunken, blurred vision focused on Kim Junmyeon standing next to me.

He smiled his gorgeous smile.

“I didn’t mean to frighten you. I just noticed you as you came outside.” His English had improved greatly since their last show here. It was easy to tell that he had been working on it enough to be practically fluent.

“No! You are totally okay. I’m sorry for stumbling into your space,” nerves shook my voice. I wanted to maintain my composure, and the alcohol was fighting against me to do so. It was making me want to embarrass the hell out of myself.

He smiled again, “if i’m going ot come out to a bar, I can’t expect to keep the whole place to myself, can I?”

I chuckled and shook my head, which proved to be a mistake. The world around me took the tiny motion and spun it like a hula hoop. I grasped at the railing again, and then felt Junmyeon’s hands land on my waist.

“Here. Sit down. I’ll go get you water.”

Before I could resond, he had me on one of the metal chairs and was gone.

I paced my breathing. I did not expect him to actually return. Why would he take care of a drunk girl at a bar? I was not his problem. I rested my elbows on my knees and my forehead on my palms. I stared at the concrete. Focusing on one spot helped the spinning to cease. I took deep breaths in through my nose and out through my mouth.

I was surprised to see a pair of sneakers invade my eyes’ anchor on the ground. I slowly raised my head, making sure not to move too quickly.

Junmyeon was standing in front of me with a plastic cup of water from the bar. He handed it to me before moving the nearest chair closer to me.

I blushed and thanked him. I took a long sip to help me regain my composure. 

I was in awe. He was as kind as he had always presented himself. A look of genuine concern furrowed his brow. His hands were folded in his lap. I took the moment of silence to fully take him in. He was painfully handsome. The kind of handsome that you could stare at for hours and hope that he did not find it creepy. His hair was pushed back in my favorite way. It suited him well. He was in a simple outfit of jeans and a t-shirt with a flannel over it. His eyes were gentle as they scanned my features as well. 

 "Are you alright,“ he asked, cocking his head to one side. 

“I really do feel a lot better,” I assured him, “I think that it all hit me at once. But I’m okay.” He seemed to accept that answer and leaned back in his chair, a bit more at ease. 

 "I’m so sorry, I’ve been rude. My name is (Y/N).“ I stuck my hand out and he shook it. 

 "And I’m Suho.“ 

 It happened suddenly. The absolute fangirl in me slid past the dam, riding on a wave of liquor. 

 "I thought you preferred being called Junmyeon? Didn’t I read that once?” Immediately my hand covered my face. A confused look crossed his face. 

 "You know who I am?“ There was no point in hiding it anymore. My cover had been blown. I didn’t even bother with words, but just nodded my head. I anticipated that he would leave me be, at risk of me being some sort of sasaeng. Instead, he just let the corner of his mouth twitch up. 

“I do prefer Junmyeon. Most people find it easier to just call me Suho.“ 

 "I want to call you what you want to be called.” That caught him off guard more than me recognizing him seemed to. 

 "Well, thank you.“ He leaned forward on his elbows and put his upper body closer to me. His body language was screaming at me, even if he was staying collected. My heart began to race. 

 "So, what has you sitting outside at a bar in San Diego?” I did not want the conversation to turn awkward. I did not want him to decide to leave suddenly.

 "Some of the other guys wanted to go out,“ he pointed through the glass door, and I noticed Sehun and Chanyeol watching the band from the back of the room, "but, when you’re the leader, even outside of the stage or events, you get stuck being the responsible one. Especially when you really don’t drink all that much.

"I’m much more sober than they are. It’s a little bit frustrating." 

 I felt slightly disappointed in myself for being as drunk as I was. 

 "Well, I’m sorry you ended up taking care of a total stranger when you already had to take care of your friends…” but he cut me off. 

 "Believe me, I would much rather take care of you. You’re better to look at than they are.“ He winked at me, and my face flushed again. 

 "Your English is really good,” I quickly changed the subject. I was attempting to not slur my words or stutter. 

 "I love California. I wanted to learn it so I could stay out here more.“ 

 "Well, color me impressed,” I grinned. I could feel myself sobering up a bit. The cool air and the water I was drinking provided for bit of a clear head. I did, however, still feel a bit daring from my drinks. 

 "Do you wanna do something a bit un-leader like?“ He squinted his eyes in a teasing, suspicious manner. 

 "Are you going to kidnap me,” he joked. I laughed out loud and responded, “maybe. Let’s go get breakfast. What do you say? We’ll text our friends that we are okay, but let’s escape for a bit." 

 "It’s 1:30 in the morning!” He seemed confused by my suggestion. 

 "You’ve never had pancakes in the middle of the night?! Surely that’s not just an American thing.“ 

 He bit his lower lip nervously. I watched him grow cautious as he looked back inside at his friends. I caught glimpses of my friends as well. I knew that they would kill me for this, but I was not going to let this opportunity pass. 

 "Okay. Let’s go!” He suddenly jumped up and reached his hand out to me. I laughed as he took my hand and we bolted out of the gate that was on the patio. We ran a few blocks up and I requested an Uber. As we waited, we both took the time to Text our respective parties. 

 "Here. Because they’ll never believe me if I tell them who I’m with. I don’t want them sending a search party.“ I turned my phone and opened Snapchat on selfie mode. Junmyeon surprised me by pulling me close to him. His arm rested on my hips as he took the phone from me, his arms longer and able to get a better angle. 

 I was hyper aware of Junmyeons palm resting on the exposed skin where my shirt had slightly raised up. I felt his fingers tighten slightly on the top of my jeans as he turned me to rest against him. 

 We took several selfies, sending each one to my friends, repeating the action with his phone to Chanyeol and Sehun. My phone immediately started to explode with text messages and phone calls. 

 Junmyeon laughed as he showed me his screen. He translated it from the Korean it was in. 

 Receive Text Message: We can’t even be mad at you for bailing on us , Junmyeon hyung. She’s beautiful! We’ll see you back at the hotel. 

 Our uber arrived and we slid into the backseat. We made small talk with our diver as he escorted us to the nearest IHOP. 

 While our driver was elaborating on a story of his craziest pick up, I felt a graze across the top of my hand that was resting on the seat. I glanced down to see Junmyeon’s hand tracing shapes into mine. He was not looking at me, but almost doing it absentmindedly. He began telling our driver stories of Korea and other places that he has travelled. My heart was skipping beats erratically.

 Finally, he glanced at me, as though to make sure that he had my approval. When I simply smiled back, he took the invitation and laced his fingers through mine. My mind was traveling in hundreds of different directions. I was not sure that this was my real life. Had I fallen asleep at the hotel? Was I going to wake up disappointed? 

 The pressure of Junmyeon squeezing my fingers with his brought me back to the reality of my situation. I was sitting in the back seat of a car with Kim Junmyeon. He was holding my hand. And he was smiling his stunning smile straight at me. 

 I made a mental note to be sure to thank the universe for aligning properly for this later. 

 We arrived at IHOP and thanked our driver.  We went inside and had a fantastic time. We laughed and conversed as though we had known each other for years. I was comfortable with Junmyeon. It was a nice feeling. 

 When we caught another ride back to my rental car, we held hands again. You would have thought that we had been together for years. 

 My friends had gotten a ride back to the hotel, so I offered to drive Junmyeon back to his since I had sobered up substantially. He thanked me and opened my driver side door for me. The ride was fun. He asked who would pop up on my Spotify, making notes in his phone each time that he heard a particular artist or band that he liked. 

 We got to his hotel, and he asked me to park the car around the back instead of just dropping him off at the entrance. Word had gotten around that EXO were staying here, so he wanted to slide in through one of the back doors. There were groups of girls hovered around the front doors, and he wanted to avoid them if possible.

 I parked near the back of the lot. I avoided any streetlights that illuminated certain spots. I took the key out of the ignition and allowed our vehicle to disappear into darkness. 

 It was nearing 4 am. I knew that he needed to sleep. I did not want to be the cause of Junmyeon being tired during his show the next day. However, I also did not want to miss any opportunity to spend another minute with him. 

"Thanks for kidnapping me,” he said with a smirk. I chuckled and turned to him.  

“Any time that you need kidnapping, you let me know. I’d be happy to hold you hostage for a while again.” There was a brief pause between us. Our eyes held onto each other. I held my breath, dreading the action of him reaching for the car door handle. 

 Instead, his hands flew forward and tangled into my hair. His lips aggressively slammed into mine. There was a hunger behind his kiss. A desire that I had never felt behind a kiss before. His tongue slid past my parted lips and we spent the next several minutes unwilling to break apart. 

 Finally, he pulled away. His thumb traced along my bottom lip. I wasn’t sure what took over me, but I was unable to resist lightly nibbling on it between my teeth. Junmyeon moaned slightly at this, and leaned forward to kiss me again.

 "We all have our own rooms, you know,“ he whispered against my lips. 

 "Then why the fuck are we doing this in a rental car,” I quipped back. 

 This time, him reaching for the door was not a cause for concern, but a source of excitement. He circled around the hood of the car and opened my door for me. With a different sense of urgency than when he dragged me away from the bar, he guided me into the hotel. 

 We got to the elevator and, the second that the doors shut, I was slammed against the wall. He hiked my leg up around his waist, and I felt his cock growing hard against my clothed core. I groaned against his kiss, desire causing me to grow more wet each passing moment. 

 His lips traveled along my cheek and to my jawline. His teeth bit at my neck. I felt the skin underneath start to bruise as he sucked and nibbled to mark his territory. His hands slid underneath my shirt. He pawed at my breasts and his lips continued to travel across my throat. 

 "You’re so fucking sexy,“ he whispered, "I wanted to touch you the moment that my eyes landed on you at the bar.” A ding filled my ears as the elevator arrived on Junmyeon’s floor. Instead of letting me walk this time, Junmyeon lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he carried me down the hallway. Thankful that it was the middle of the night, I was able to feel no embarrassment at how much PDA we were showing. 

 Skillfully, he slid his room key out of his pocket and unlocked the door, all while holding me up as though I was a feather. He opened the door, and then used my back to shut it. I was leaned down, kissing him as though I was never going to be able to kiss another person again. 

Holding me against the door, his hand slid up my shirt. He tugged at the top of my bra.

“I can’t wait to get you out of these clothes,” he whispered as he spun me around and laid me down on the bed. He undid my jeans and slid them off of my legs.  I helped him out by removing my shirt as he undressed himself.

Junmyeon was an exquisite site. His body was still cut with stunning abs. His hair was disheveled, giving him a sexy aura. We sat, unmoving, for just a moment. We stared at each other.

I began to feel self conscious, and wrapped my hands around my body. Before I was unable to even fully cover myself, though, Junmyeon’s hands had mine pinned down to the bed.

"Don’t do it, baby girl. Don’t you dare take away the beautiful sight before me.”

His lips found my neck again. He began kissing down my figure. He pulled the straps down on my bra, and then the cups, exposing my breasts. A moan of satisfaction at the sight of them escaped his lips before he attached them to one. The other nipple being rolled through his thumb and forefinger.

“Oh, Junmyeon,” I seductively whispered, “that feels so good.”

His mouth popped off of my nipple and a devilish smile crossed his face.

“You said that you wanted to call me whatever I wanted to be called right?”

Before I could properly respond, he told me, “well, what if I want you to call me, ‘daddy?’”

“Like I said, I’ll call you whatever you want me to call you, Daddy.”

The words falling out of my mouth had an effect on both of us. I could tell it fueled him as much as it was feeding my desire as well.

A low growl left him as he traveled all of the way down my body. He slid my panties off; immediately attaching his mouth to my core. My back arched at his sudden assault. My body was shaking from the immense amount of pleasure coursing through it. I grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled him further onto me.

“Fuck, Junmyeon. That feels fucking incredible.” I was so lost in enjoying myself, that I had not noticed that I had failed to call him by his requested name.

As quickly as he started, he removed his mouth from me.

“What did you call me, princess?” A stern look furrowed his brow.

I immediately apologized, “I’m so sorry Daddy. Please keep making me feel good? Please!”

He smirked.

"I do like hearing you beg for me. But I’m going to have to spank you for not obeying my request.”

His words alone were enough to cause my wetness to increase. I licked my lips as he positioned himself on the edge of the bed. He curled a finger at me, and I whimpered slightly as I crawled over to him. I placed myself over his lap. His hand rubbed a spot on my ass before he slapped it, hard.

I bit my lip to resist the urge to moan out. Spanking was one of my favorite things. But I was being punished. I couldn’t let on that I was enjoying myself, or he may stop.

A few swats later, Junmyeon surprised me by sliding a finger inside of me instead of placing a slap on my bottom.

“You’re practically dripping for me. What a naughty girl you are, kitten. Who knew that you liked Daddy’s punishment so much?”

He grabbed me by the hair and adjusted me so my face was level with his.

“Hands and knees. Now.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

I bent over and rested on my elbows with my ass in the air. Junmyeon ran his hand down my arched back and back up to my butt.

“You are so damn sexy,” he told me before sliding into me. I cried out slightly and let myself adjust to his length fully.

“Oh my god. You feel so good inside of me, Daddy.” He took that as his cue to start thrusting into me. His finger tips dug into my hips as he fucked into me aggressively. There was no mercy or hesitation behind his motions. His thrusts were intense and I was coming undone quickly.

“Daddy… I’m not… I’m not going to…”

“Cum. Cum right now, baby girl.” His thrusts began to waver from their rhythm. I knew that he was going to release at the same time as me. Knowing that I made him feel that good sent me over the edge. I tightened around him and a heat knotted and immediately unraveled in my stomach. I came hard, screaming “Daddy” out over and over.

He pushed into me a few more times as we rode out our highs. I collapsed on the bed once he pulled out, exhausted. I saw the alarm clock that the hotel room provided and saw that it was almost five in the morning.

“What time do you have to be anywhere tomorrow?”

“Don’t worry about that, babe. I just want to hold you. I don’t get to do this. I want to just enjoy somebody’s company. Please?”

I snuggled into his chest, no longer concerned about anything but being there with Kim Junmyeon.