opportunity knocks so you open the door

Cookies (M)

Originally posted by wonhontology

Wonho x Reader

Warnings: SMUT. Face riding, slight spanking, dirty talk,

Word Count: 3,035

Summary:  You’re new in the neighbourhood, and decide to be a good person and go introduce yourself to your neighbours. Turns out that was a bad idea.

A/N: This is my fic. I’m re-posting onto my sideblog.

Being the new girl was tough. It was tough in high school, it was tough at a new job, and it’s still tough on moving day. You had just moved downtown into a cute apartment on the 10th floor of a pretty nice building. You loved being so close to everything, and the view you had made the hassle of moving up here worth it. You were still unfamiliar with your neighbours and neighbourhood, having only moved in a week ago. You took the opportunity a rare day off gave you to walk around and explore, as well as introduce yourself (finally). Baking wasn’t your strongest skill, but you tried, and made some cookies to take to your neighbours. You were glad you had taken this chance to introduce yourself, as everyone you met seemed friendly and kind.

Until you met 10A.

10A was the guy that resided in the apartment next to yours; he was relatively quiet, so you didn’t know what to expect. You knocked on the door and waited for the owner to open it, and when he did, you regretted doing this ‘introducing-yourself-to-your-neighbours-to-be-nice’ bullshit in the first place.

He was beautiful, and he was in nothing but a towel. His milky white skin still glistening with water even in the harsh lighting of the hallway, his damp bleach blond hair that begged to be touched, wide brown eyes that made him look both cute and sexy, and plump, pouty pink lips that made you want to bite them until they bruised, his toned chest and stomach that made you want a peek under that towel, he was too much at once and you were quickly becoming a flustered mess. Your eyes travelled back up only to see him staring back at you, eyebrow raised, head cocked to the side, and a smirk plastered on his face.

“You gonna tell me what you’re here for or are you gonna just keep staring, baby?” he smirked. You rolled your eyes, your earlier lust filled thoughts were shattered by the conceited remark.

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“You’re pregnant and he cheats on you” Pt. 4.1

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

(a/n): I’m really happy everyone enjoyed this series so here is the fourth part, next will mark the end and I could really use more requests!

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It wasn’t until 5 years later when you made your return to Seoul. After packing you left to go back to your hometown to stay with family for the meantime. Being a single mother of a now, 5 year old boy, wasn’t the hardest task in the book, but it also wasn’t the easiest, even with the aide of you parents at hand. You wanted to move back to Seoul for, one, new job opportunities and two, so you could re-connect with old friends. Hoseok is the first person you called to inform of your return and he spared no time showing up to your newly bought apartment to help you unpack.

Jihae was more than excited to meet Hobi. He was technically the uncle he never had so when there was a knock at the door he was quick to beat you to it, with his little hands trying so hard to turn the knob, which, failed miserably. You helped him and opened the door, being greeted with a Hobi’s signature smile.


Your three year old was quick to wrap his small form around Hoseok’s leg making you laugh. You moved over and picked up Jihae, stepping to the side for Hoseok to enter the apartment.

You walked over to the living room area then took the moment to greet Hoseok, setting the 5 year old down..”It’s been five years since we last saw each other in person hasn’t it?”

He chuckled and nodded looking around the apartment. “It has, and it’s been a hell of a lot different after you left.”

“We can catch up about that later, All I know is I am glad to be back.” You smiled then pulled your hair back in a tight pony-tail and picking up a box. “Anyways, Who’s ready to get to work around here~?”

Jihae was quick to reply, throwing his arms into the air.


The remainder of the day was mostly spent painting and un-boxing much of the stuff, but with a lot of hard-work on most of the rooms, and by most, the living room and both yours and Jihae’s room, was set, leaving the kitchen, bathroom, and spare room left to finish.

Hoseok stepped out of one of the rooms being worked on and sat down with a sigh. “It takes that long for a couple rooms? Its been 7 hours…!” He stifled a laugh, before leaning forward. “I would ask if you want to go out with the boys just for a little together but I feel as if it is to late for that.”

You shook your head. “Actually that would be great…!” You smiled getting up from your chair.

“Are you sure..?” He raised an eyebrow at you. “It is only 6, We don’t go to bed till 9.” You smiled. “Just give me time to get washed up..”

He nodded and texted the boys as you took Jihae in your arms to get him dressed. “Momma… Were going to meet Uncle Tae and Jin…?” You smiled and nodded. “And Jungkook, Jimin, and Namjoon..”

“What about daddy?”

It’s as if the color drained from your face. There’s the question you always wanted to avoid but you knew that it would pop up soon. Trying to find the right words you set your son down and smiled a bit sadly. “When the time comes I will tell you but now wouldn’t be good…”

“But I wanna know…!” You started to put his shoes on him. “Trust me… I will tell you but to much things are happening right now..”

He crossed his arms over his chest. “Did something happen between Mommy and Daddy…?” You sighed and nodded. “At your age, you wouldn’t be able to fully understand.” Your son pouted making you smile. It was scary how similar Jihae looked to his father. The dark brown, close to being black, hair, the chocolate brown eyes, Hell even the pout he did. You thought about why you used Yoongi’s surname for Jihae, not being able to think why. Your thoughts were interrupted when Hoseok knocked, leaning against the door frame.

“You ready?”

You nodded, Helping Jihae down before following Hobi. “Where are we going?”

“A little corner cafe where we can all kick back and relax.. Is that fine?”

You nodded. “Perfect~

Once arriving you found all the guys there, Sitting around in the couch area chatting away. You chuckled noticing how they changed a lot after a few years.You pushed the doors open to the cafe and made your way over, Taehyung immediately noticed your arrival and jumped up to tackle you in a hug. “Oh my god you’re back?!”

You laughed and nodded, The other quickly following along and hugging you as well. “Did Hoseok not tell you I was coming?”

Jungkook smiled, shaking his head. “He only told us he had something important to talk to us about..!” You shook my head and looked over to Hobi, he only shrugged while snickering.

A screech was heard from Tae as he noticed Jihae’s presence behind you. “Is that him..?!” He crouched down, smiling while Jihae slowly came from behind you and smiled shyly. “Awe cmon, You were so excited to meet them till now.. Why become shy?” You chuckled as he stood in front of Taehyung.

“I’m Jihae….”

“He looks just like…”  He looked over to me, shutting himself up before holding his hand out to Jihae. “Im Taehyung.”

The other 5 watched, smiling before introducing themselves as well.

The time went with all of you catching up and joking around until it came for the moment you had to leave because both you and Jihae were sleepy. So you said goodbye to all of them and took your leave, As soon as you stepped out you realized the ground was wet, taking note that it had rained so you picked Jihae up and wrapped him in your jacket so he would stay warm.

It wasn’t until you heard a gasp close by that you let the curiosity get to you and turned towards it, only to find out the gasp was because of you.

“Oh my god it actually is you…”

Part of you felt weak noticing the presence of someone who fucked up the entirety of your life, the one who messed it all up and called you disgusting names. You found yourself in front of her not knowing what to do at the moment.


You knew you should have been pissed at her but you had an agreement with yourself, even then all those feelings that you had towards her were faded and gone. You noticed she was at the point of tears and couldn’t look you in the eye. Had she felt bad..? She was mumbling a lot of nonsense you couldn’t make out. You just stared.

Her eyes trailed down to where Jihae, who was fast asleep on your shoulder. You shifted feet uncomfortably and watched her cautiously.

“I’m so sorry…” She bit down on her lip and you stood in silence for a bit letting it sink in that she had actually felt guilty. You had no clue what to say so you sighed and let whatever came to your mind first.

“You took everything away from me. My boyfriend, My happiness, an much more.” She flinched, choking back a cry. “You gained absolutely jack-shit for doing this.” She staggered a bit from you words only small apologies slipping out.

You stepped towards and looked her in the eye for once. “But that was 5 years ago. I forgave you when I made the choice to let any grudge go and that’s when I sat in a hospital bed with a baby cradled in my arms.”

She seemed to relax a bit at your words.

“It was fucked up, yes, but people learn from their mistakes and even if it’s really bad, some are meant to be forgiven.

She seemed shocked and you smiled a bit.

“Don’t get hung up on the past because of mistakes. I can see you have changed. Look to the future and forget what happened then and look at what is happening now..”

That’s when a man made his way out and over next to Jennie’s side, wrapping his arm around her waist with a confused look upon his face. She hugged him and cried into his chest so you took the chance to turn and walk off, your question about Yoongi being answered.

“Goodbye Jennie.”

The encounter with Jennie left you thinking about it longer then you should have. It had been four days since you were distracted by the sudden encounter that you hadn’t been paying attention and ran right into a stranger, dropping the four bags of groceries across the pavement. The stranger was quick to help you pick the items up, and when you looked up to thank the stranger, your eyes widened, and as if realizing too he staggered back.


You were, to say in the least, wanting to cry. Sudden Encounter #2 was the one encounter you definitely were not ready for. It made you want to run, and run away far but you managed to keep an act up. You had to stay strong for the sake of yourself and your kid. So you stood up and nodded your head slighly at him.


And then luck wasn’t so much on your side when you heard the yell of your son, Hoseok close behind him.

Mommy returned uncle Hobi…!

 You looked up to Yoongi watching his reaction as he went pale and looked like he had just seen death. You knew exactly what he was thinking.

You really wanted this to be a dream


Suggestive Themes

Originally posted by wonhontology

Pairing: Wonho x Reader

Genre: fluff, slight smut

Word Count: 1.1k

Summary: When you accidentally walk in on your new boyfriend half naked, you see something you hadn’t quite noticed before.

He was taking forever to get himself together, as usual. You waited for him at his apartment while he worked out. He had somehow convinced you that he couldn’t afford to skip a day even though he went to the gym every single day. You always joked around with him and said, “You’d rather die than skip the gym.” And he always laughed but always found his way back to the gym no matter what.

You started dating Hoseok a little over a month ago, which wasn’t very long. You liked him a lot, from the moment you met him at work. He worked in the same building as you, in a different department. You started seeing him often, in the elevator, while going through the entrance, and even hanging out on the roof during your break.

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My King || Taehyung

Request - hey! can I ask for a King!Taehyung au wherein he’s married but he’s like “I will never stop loving you.“ ?? smut. thank you! :–)            

Pairing - Kim Taehyung x Reader (ft. Jeon Jungkook)

Genre - King! AU, smut, kind of fluff

Summary - Being the Queen’s sister, also the King’s sister-in-law, you have an exceptional place in the King’s heart and he proves it to you.

It had been a year since your older sister and the king of the Silla Dynasty had gotten married and a year and a half since you had been his mistress. You often found your position in his Court laughable.

Obviously, your sister didn’t know about it, and sometimes, it did hurt you that you had to hide away such a hideous truth as this from her. But then Taehyung, the king - and your lover - would sweetly convince you that for love, there are things that need to be let go; things that deserve to be hidden. After all, everything happened for a reason.

For one, you hated - no - despised the fact that you had to live in his castle as his mistress. You had, for so long, wanted to either live as his wife, or just break all ties with him and go back to your father’s kingdom. Although the latter seemed rather torturous to your young heart.

But then, not too long ago, Taehyung’s father, called you to his chamber and informed you that you were to marry the youngest prince, Jungkook. Now, he was great and all. You wouldn’t deny that Jungkook was a sweetheart and if you ever did marry him, he would take care of you. In fact, you saw this as a perfect opportunity for you to actually ‘redeem’ your life that you lived as a mistress and get to live with someone who would give their undivided attention to you.

But, you knew this was somewhere close to impossible. You were deeply in love with the king himself, and knowing Taehyung, the last thing he would allow is you getting married to his younger brother. So, you decided to meet Jungkook first.

You were on your way to Jungkook’s chamber, when a hand pulled you into a secluded basement room, another hand clamping your mouth shut. You began thrashing around but then heard a familiar voice, “Y/N, it’s me!”

You stopped thrashing instantly, your eyes still wide from the momentary shock.

He left your arm and you turned around, staring at him with an appalled look, “You scared me, Jungkook! What are you- why are we in the basement?” You looked around, only a flame not far away, illuminating the room.

“I have something to tell you.” He looked at you with scared and unsure eyes, and you nodded your head, your eyebrows furrowed.

“Father told me about the engagement. He wants us to marry and all that. But, Y/N, I’m sorry…I can’t marry you.” He said. You simply stared at him, and he averted his gaze from yours as though he thought you would get really upset about his confession. But, you felt the absolute opposite. You tried to stifle it at first, but the more guilty Jungkook got, it was a handful more hilarious.

You laughed out loud, making him look at you with raised brows, “You’re laughing?”

“Of course, Jungkook. I was coming to ask if you really wanted this marriage or not myself.” You told him, another laugh escaping your lips as he let out a heavy sigh of relief before chuckling. It really did seem he was worried about you. Your heart warmed at that.

“But-” You calmed yourself down, your stomach hurting from laughing too much, “-what’s the reason, if I may ask?”

His smile faltered a little before he stretched his lips again, “I have given myself to another person already. It is her who I want to marry. Besides, I know Taehyung and you have something going on.” He smirked, now it being your turn to raise your eyebrows. It was inevitable: the coloring of your cheeks and the quickening of your pulse before panic set it. It always happened at the mention of you and Taehyung.

“What, Jungkook, how did you-” You panicked, but he laughed. He held your shoulders, “Don’t worry, Y/N. Hyung told me all about it. We’re much closer than you think. Also, not to offend you, but, he’s right, Noona can be a snob sometimes.” He looked at you apologetically. You smiled, a fist of guilt clenching your heart, “I know. She- she gets…violent sometimes.” You agreed, referring to your sister’s short temper.

You both walked out of the basement and into the corridor, where you both conversed about new things and all kinds of gossip that were trending in the palace. Among that wide range of topics, you’d even decided with him that the two of you would let his father know you weren’t going to marry each other.

“But what will I tell him?” He looked at you with worried eyes. You thought for a while before you said, “Why don’t you tell him the truth?”

Jungkook looked at you as though you had asked him for his head, “No, no, no. I couldn’t. Father would never let me-”

“Look, Jungkook…although I’m not his daughter, I can still say that he would still take your decision to consideration. He’s your father.” You smiled at him as your hand went to rest on his cheek, caressing it lovingly. He sighed, “Okay…I’ll try.”

With that he was gone to talk to his father, and you went your way, deciding to take a stroll in the palace grounds.

As you trudged about in the garden, your hand feeling all of nature’s work, occasionally smelling the flowers that bloomed, your thoughts wandered to Taehyung.

Maybe it was time that you cut it off with him. It was already time for them to bear a child who would be Taehyung’s successor. And you didn’t trust yourself to be able to take it well when that would occur.

It would all be for your, Taehyung’s and your sister’s good. No child would want to find out their father didn’t love their mother. That would be a nightmare, for everybody involved.

As you walked along the flower bed, you heard a male voice, whom you unmistakably recognized as Taehyung’s. Inhaling deeply, you decided you might as well end it right then and there.

You followed in the direction of his voice and you almost ran to him when you noticed he was talking to someone.

“Darling, you know we decided for later. Why do you want a child all of a sudden?” His voice stayed nonchalant as he stared at your sister who had her back facing him.

“I’m sure your father is expecting a grandchild, because I know my father is. We don’t have to do what we decided before marriage.” She spat, turning around to face him. You crept behind the bushes so you were looking at both of them from the side, neither having noticed they had a pretty nosy spectator.

“But I prefer we do as we planned. It would-”

“Do you not love me anymore? Is that why you are delaying?” She walked to him, her chin tilted so she was looking him in the eyes, but he didn’t look down at her, he simply stared straight ahead.

“Of course I love you, my dear. I just-” He began but your sister grabbed his robes, making him look down at her.

“Then prove it to me.” You heard her whisper before pulling him down to kiss his lips, an audible gasp leaving your lips which thankfully went unnoticed by the couple. Your heart ached, as you watched them and their lips mold with each other’s. You knew he loved you, and not her, yet, you could never ignore the emptiness that begins to form inside you as you witnessed such things.

You got up from your crouched position, and began walking away, a tear slipping your eye. You would talk to him later.

“Y/N, when did you get here?” You heard your sister call you. Your heart, legs, and mind, stopped working all together. You stayed frozen, only your hand moving up to your face to wipe the tear from your cheek. You turned around, a stiff smile plastered on your lips as you looked at the both of them. She was still holding on to his robes and he had an arm around her waist. God, the things you were always put through.

Ignoring all of it, you said, “Oh, I didn’t mean to bother you two. I’ll go.” You were about to turn around when Taehyung called you this time, “Nonsense. Come here, Y/N.” Those words held such deeper meanings that he knew only you could decipher. You limbs ached as you walked to them, a heated feeling surrounding you.

“Yes, my king?” You addressed him, like he usually asked you to when you both were alone and, well…having fun.

He let his lips twitch at the reference, while your sister gave you a judging look. As you and Taehyung talked, your sister missed out on all the secret messages you both conveyed to each other through your eyes or even by just mere words. But your delay in deciphering messages and your half-hearted replies had him feeling concerned.

“Y/N, is there something wrong?” Taehyung noticed your slight hesitation as you replied, “No, your Majesty. Everything is fine.” You smiled, but he didn’t fall for your façade.

“My dear,” Taehyung turned to his wife, “When did you say you will be leaving to meet your Father?” He gave you a side glance and you sighed.

“In an hour.” She said as she took a flower in her hand.

“Are you not joining your sister, Y/N?” He looked at you, clouds of lust already beginning to form in the brown orbs of his.

“No, I’m not.” You said, before telling him you had somewhere to be. You knew you were to go to his chamber in an hour, and until then, you’d practice what to tell him. You bowed, before bidding goodbye to your sister and left.

Sweat began to form on the surface of your palms as you got closer to Taehyung’s chamber, your heart falling to your stomach, an ungodly nervousness building inside you. You repeated the words you had to tell him, and you reminded yourself time and again, that no matter how much he tried to woo you, you would turn around and leave. Just walk out the door.

The door opened before you could even knock and everything that followed right after happened so fast, the words in your mind clouded into an incoherent mess.

And, oh, how hard it was just to get an opportunity to speak as he already had his large hands all over you within seconds of opening and closing the door.

“Taehyung, no. Wait,” You moaned as his hand found your sensitive nub already under your robes. His other hand began untying the knot of silk on your waist, before pulling your robes apart, his lips kissing yours as his hand massaged your breasts. Just walk out the door. Out the door. The door!

You knew it would be too late if you let him take over your feelings, your mind already getting hazy, as his tongue ran it’s tip under your ear, getting a mewl out of your mouth. An image of a door haunted your vision behind your closed eyes and they snapped open again, like you were coming back into a state of consciousness.

“My beautiful Y/N, it has been so long since I last got to feel you like this.” He mumbled as his mouth went down to your breasts, before coming back and picking you up by your legs.

“Taehyung, please-” You were begging but he cut you off again as he kissed you passionately, before settling you on his mattress, him already having gotten rid of his clothes.

He pulled down your robes, exposing your naked body to him, his hand gently caressing the skin wherever it landed on, his tongue licking his lips before leaning down to kiss you. You placed your palms against his chest, stopping him. All of this was driving you mad. Just downright mad.

He pulled away, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at you, “Is everything alright, my love? You seem to be troubled since morning.” He eyed you with genuine worry, tears beginning to form at his words in your eyes. Great, you couldn’t even feign anger now.

“No, no, Y/N. Did I cause you pain? Was I not supposed to do something?” His attention was now completely deviated from your naked body to your face, all the lust fading away like mist leaving on a clear day.

“I-I can’t Taehyung…I can’t do this.” You said as your hands came to your face, and you sobbed into them. You felt your heart throbbing from the pain and disdain it was causing you, it being held in for so long and finally let out.

“Why…Y/N, did someone tell you something? You have never been so scared before.” He cooed as he gathered you in his arms, resting your head on his chest, on which you cried. You had to calm yourself down before you trusted yourself to speak, “We can’t keep deceiving my sister like this. You and I have to move on. For her sake and for ours.” You let out a choked sob, his hand caressing your hair gently. You felt him sigh, his breath fanning your hair.

“Y/N, I know you are worried about your sister. And frankly, my love, I am too. That is why I am deciding to break off our marriage. I don’t care if our dynastic succession depends on this. I know my father would understand me if I told him that I love you.” He explained, you having ceased your crying.

“But, what, no-”

“Y/N,” He placed his index finger and thumb under your chin before tilting it up to make you look at him, “I will never, in my life, stop loving you. You are everything to me than I could ever imagine. Losing you would be like losing a part of myself. Besides-” He chuckled, “-My father doesn’t enjoy your sister’s company. He loves you like his own daughter than her.” He smiled at you, before placing a loving kiss on your lips. Things were escalating. And you were finding yourself being pulled into the room further than reaching for that door.

“She’s happy with you, Taehyung-”

“She has been sleeping with my cousin, Y/N.” He said flatly. Like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Something only you were blind to. So many surprises in such short time; your brain didn’t seem to be wired for these rapid-fire revelations.

“She- what?” You exclaimed as his head dipped into the crook of your neck, beginning to place open mouthed kissed until your breast. The feeling returned, and you could feel that weight being lifted off of your chest in the form of your clothes.

“Yes. I caught her not too many nights ago.” He mumbled against your skin before moving southwards to your throbbing core.

“But, she doesn’t know?” You breathed, your hand going to his hair, tugging at his chocolate brown locks, as his face rested between your thighs.

“Of course she doesn’t. If she did, she wouldn’t have kissed me in the garden today, or asked for a child. It’s her trick.” He said as he ran his tongue the whole length of your sex.

“No, but, why didn’t you- ah -tell her a-anything?” You arched your back as his tongue flicked harder and faster against your sensitive nub, before he began sucking it. Pecking it, he came back up, his nose shining. You almost giggled at the sight.

You gasped as you felt him enter you, “Wouldn’t it be more fun if she caught us and acted all melodramatic, only to let this new information” - He grunted, “You’re so tight, darling” - “disclose in front of my father?” He groaned as he began moving inside you.

“As much…faster, Taehyung. As much as tempting that is, I don’t think I look forward to her catching us.” You let out a breath as you felt the pleasure pool in your stomach, him complying to your request.

He began moving faster, your skin slapping against each other, your legs tightly wrapped around his waist as he leaned in to kiss you, your lips molding into a lustful kiss.

“I agree. We should just focus on not getting caught by the servants right now.” He giggled before his face twisted into a snarl as his movements got sloppier.

A string of profanities left both of your mouths as you both came undone, you screaming out his name as his hand found your clit, overstimulating you, “Taehyung!”

“Mm?” He smirked down at you, before leaning in and pecking your forehead.

“We’ve got a whole day ahead of us, Y/N. And I’d like to use all that time to show you just how much I love you.” He looked at you expectantly.

You relaxed as much as you could, and with exhaustion slightly gripping at you, it wasn’t that hard. But you knew Taehyung had more than just sleeping in mind. So, you indulged him, “Yes, my king.”

Originally posted by leojuseyo


GOT7 ~ Caught in the Act

Super fab Anon That Gives Me All The Love Asked: Hiiii beauty! Me again… another request😄… can you do a react where the boys gets caught, by one of the members, being sexy… ALL THE LOVE TO YOU💜

A/N: You’re so sweet!!! Btw this is a little smutty ~~


Im Jaebum

While Jae trailed light kisses down your neck, you couldn’t hold back a few soft whimpers. His hands gripping onto the back of your thighs as he tried to get your heat closer to his growing member. Suddenly the bedroom door swung open. Jaebum jumped from you as you both tried to act normal. The two males shared a moment of eye contact before the intruder got the hint and mutter apologies as he quickly left. Jae would look over at you before smirking and crawling back on top of you.

Originally posted by saranghaeyojw

Mark Tuan

Mark Had lifted you onto the kitchen counter, kissing you passionately as his hands slid up the back of your shirt. When you heard the front door creak open, you both parted and he helped you down. The boys who were flooding into the dorm started casually conversations but the only thing that was on Mark’s mind was the tightness of his jeans. When he saw his opportunity, he’d take you to his room so he could continue the heated moment and realize himself.

Originally posted by lookwhaticreated

Jackson Wang

Lips moving perfectly insync, hip grinding together. Jackson kept you pin beneath him as he left kisses down you neck and ending at your chest. Just as started to remove your bottoms, you heard a knock on the door. You could hear a heavy sigh come from your boyfriend before he got off you and went to the door. A short conversation would end just before Jackson shut the door again and locked it, making sure nobody would disturb you guys.

Originally posted by jiaerrs

Park Jinyoung

You’d bite your lip, trying to suppress your moans while Jinyoung teased your womanhood. You grabbed onto his dark hair, causing a low growl from him. He look back up to you and started to kiss your neck. You heard laughing flowing through the hallway and stopping outside the door. Jinyoung would immediately cover your body then go over to the door before they could open it. He’d give them a code word or something and they’d all exchanged glances and walked away. He would waste no time getting back to you, giving you his full attention.

Originally posted by the-princejinyoung

Choi Youngjae

He’d lay you down on his bed as he was feeling needy and wanted a release. His soft lips meeting yours while his hand roamed your body. He would start to leave a love-bite on your neck when a member burst into the room. Youngjae would jump up and scoot away from you a bit as heat rushed to both of your cheeks. The boy would gape at the situation before Youngjae motioned him to leave. You would look at each other and started to giggle before Youngjae crawled back on top of you when he gained his confidence back.

Originally posted by 2jaekisses


Sucking and biting your skin, making sure to leave bruises, Bambam would have you under his control. You’d grit your teeth as you tried to stop yourself from making any noise while his hands teased you. When someone walked in, Bam would stand from you and glare at them as they hurried out of the room. Following them to the door, Bambam would then shut the door and lock it before continuing with you.

Originally posted by jypnior

Kim Yugyeom

As he had you pinned against the mirrors in the dance room, he would grip onto your waist and kiss you roughly. Your bodies moving perfectly together with each kiss as the music blared through the speakers. One hand slowly getting closer to your lower half. You ran your hand through his messy hair right before the doors opened. Yugy would maneuver away as quickly as possible, trying not to get caught, but alas, they saw. You’d both start blushing as the others began giggling. He’d take your hand in his and take you somewhere more private. 

Originally posted by yugybearr

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We Can Make It ( Tom Holland X reader)

Here it is people another oneshot from me but I beg you guys to not kill me after this. Warning, FEELS.

You stood frozen inside the bathroom as you looked at the third pregnancy result.

‘ two lines … . .’

You were pregnant and it was Tom’s child. You were happy and scared at the same time. Scared because of what will Tom think and Happy because you were pregnant. You loved Tom so much that you would do everything for his happiness. You took a deep breath as you hid the pregnancy test.

“ Babe, come on we have to go. Haz said everyone has arrived at his crib. ” you heard Tom said behind the door. “ Oh! Ok just a minute. ” you replied as you finished up. You head out to see Tom waiting for you by the door looking handsome without even trying. You smiled as his gaze met you and you head out to Harrison’s house.

When you two arrived you were greeted by Zendaya, Harry, Jacob and Laura. Harry wanted to have small party of his friends. You didn’t bother to drink any alcohol. You didn’t feel like drinking. All of you began talking about real life and Jacob suddenly brought up a particular topic that made him gain your full attention.

“ You guys know about the teenage pregnancy thing. My question if you were told that you actually had a child what would you do? And what do you think? ” he said as everyone just smiled at it like a joke but you just acted out the same.

“ You first Tom. ” Jacob asked as you looked at him who laughed yet he was quite amused.

“ I don’t honestly know what to do. To think of having a child in an early age is crazy. And to tell you the truth, I’m not ready.” with that said you knew he was serious. Your face was in complete shock.

“ Lets wish that it won’t happen. Right Y/n?” Tom asked as you broke from your trance. You muttered a yes and turned away. The night went on and you stayed silent through the time. It was midnight and everyone was asleep except for you. You stared at Tom’s sleeping state. You sobbed as you caressed his hair. It was clear that he didn’t want it. Tom was a rising actor and he had so many opportunities in his hand right now and you could ruin it.

“ I Love You So Much Tom. I’m Sorry. I’m going to do this for you. ” you said as you pressed a kiss on his forehead. You stood up and head out of Harrison’s place. You went home and began to write a note for Tom. You began to pack your things and booked a flight to your hometown.

Before leaving you went to Tom’s parents.

It was 4 am in the morning but it was too urgent. You knocked at the Holland’s door. A few moments later Tom’s Mom opened the door. “ Y/n? What are you doing here its a bit early for visit.” she joked to you. “Sorry Ms. Holland but can I talk to you. This is really urgent. ” you said straight making her feel serious and lets you enter.

You both head to the living room. “ Tell me what’s wrong sweetie?” she asked as you both sat on the couch.

“ I - I’m Pregnant mam.” you said.

Tom’s mom was shocked that made her hands covered her mouth. “ Oh dear, does Tom know?” she asked. You shook your head no.

“ I think - I know he doesn’t want it. He is rising. I love him so much that I will do everything for him to be happy. And having this innocent child would be to much for him to bear.” you said.

“ what’s your plan sweet heart?” she asked you with a worried tone. You and Tom are 18 and you were still studying.

“ I’m planning to go to ( your hometown ) and raise my baby there. I know it’s going to be hard but I’ll try. ” you said. Tom’s mom couldn’t help but cry. Your Love, and selflessness was amazing. “ Oh sweet heart. I wish I could help you.” she said as she pulled you into an embraced as you smiled sadly.

“ Just don’t tell Tom that I’m carrying his child. Just watch him over for me.” you sobbed out as you teared up. Tom’s mom nodded at you and hugged you again.

At 5 am you left to get to your flight. You stood infront of the doors of plane and turned to the sky.

“ I’ll always love you Tom.”

At that morning. Tom went to find you home. “ Y/n, love where are you? I give up. ” he said as he searched all over the house for you. Until he came across with the letter that hung on the fridge. It was from you. He took it and began to read the contents.

’ Hey Tommy,

I’m going away for a while. I’m baring something right now. I don’t want it to be a bother on your life opportunities. I want you to know I’m so proud of you and I have always been. I’m doing this for you my Spiderling. I Love you so much. Keep dreaming love and succeed them for me. Even if you find someone new I’ll still love you.

Always and Forever

Love Y/n ’

Tom scrambled to get his phone and began answering the phone.

“ no, no, no. ” he stuttered as his eyes watered. He wants you back. He needs you back. “ Y/n please answer the phone. ” he cried as he tried to wipe his tears and stared at the letter.

“ This number has blocked. Please try another-”

“ No! Y/N PLEASE! ANSWER THE PHONE!” he cried. The phone ended with a beep as he fell on the floor and stared at the letter. He then dashed to yours and his bedroom he opened the closet. All you clothes were gone except for the (f/c) scarf that fell on the floor of the closet. He picked it up and held it in his embrace and smelled your scent.

“ I Love You so much Y/n. Please Come back to me. ” he begged as he cried.

Part 2?

Phil’s Secret Album

Characters: Dan Howell, Phil Lester, Phan.

Summary: Phil has a secret album on his phone that Dan’s not supposed to discover. Naturally, he does.

Word Count: 1428

Warnings: (Unexpected) smut, daddy kink, not established relationship

A/N: Go tell my beta they’re cute @lauraalla (I was gonna say awesome and I stopped in awe, which is just the way I feel when I look at them).

Originally posted by valentinephil

Phil smiled softly as he stared at his phone, swiping through his gallery. He was waiting for Dan to be ready to go out, and having nothing to do, he’d started using his phone.

He was lucky that he had practice covering when he was looking at something inappropriate on tumblr, because he had to do exactly the same thing when Dan approached, happily shouting his readiness to the world.

“Let’s go, then”, Phil said, and smiled, and if Dan noticed something odd, his rambling about a tweet he had seen didn’t show it.

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Bathe Me

Pairing: Josh/ Reader Warnings: Smut, Bath sex, Slight fluff Rating: Mature A/N: Funny backstory, this was a joke between me and my best friend and now it’s a smut.

Originally posted by lovablecouples

Your job was stressing you out more than you could’ve imagined. It seemed you couldn’t do anything right and everybody was mad at you at all hours of the day. While you were working, you decided since the store was empty, that you would just post a picture for the hell of it. You take a picture of the bath bombs that your store sold, and posted it to Twitter along with the caption, “I just want to take a bath with these. Having someone with me could be fun too. @joshuadun" You didn’t have that big of a following or any connections with Josh, so you obviously didn’t think anything of posting it. You were a mega fan of twenty one pilots, and any of your followers could attest to that. A few hours later, you’re helping the last customer before closing up, and your phone goes off. You ring them up, close and lock the store doors, and walk to your car ; finally pulling out your phone. You see a dm from Josh Dun, and immediately think it’s fake, probably someone joking with you because if the picture. However, when you open it, you notice the blue tick, indicating it’s real. Your heart does flips in your stomach as you open it, hands shaking, threatening to make you lose grip on your phone. “If the offer is still available, meet me asap at” and there was his address. Josh, fucking, Dun. You had already bought the bath bombs, figuring you’d just take your own bath and whatnot, but you weren’t going to pass this opportunity. You get in your car and drive to his place, hands gripping the wheel so tight your knuckles were turning white. The drive wasn’t too long, but you couldn’t stop your mind from racing at the fact that he actually dmed you and you were actually about to go meet him and….Whatever else ensued. You park your car and walk out, clutching your bag of bath bombs tightly to your chest, knocking on the door. It takes a few moments, but eventually the door opens, Josh’s face brightening once he realized who you were. “Hey!” He said, pulling you into a hug that lingered too long. He lets you go and you walk past him inside, the door shutting behind you. You’re speechless as your brain tries to understand what the hell was actually going on. You were in his house. You touched him. You’re going to talk to him. Take a bath with him. “So, uh, why’d you even dm me. What intrigued you to tell me to come over?” You ask, turning to face him. “Well, you’re tweet came at a perfect time, I just opened my phone and it was the first one to show up. After that, I couldn’t stop scrolling through your posts.“ He said, walking closer. You hide your face in your hands. “That’s so embarrassing” you say. He laughs. “It’s not! I like you. You’re funny, and witty. Not to mention you’re extremely attractive” he says, looking you up and down. “Ah, I’m nothing compared to you” you scoff, looking him up as well. “Don’t say that.” He starts, resting his hands on your hips. “You’re one of the hottest and prettiest girls I’ve seen.” You roll your eyes but smile at him anyways. He leads you down a hallway and then into a room, which was clearly his bathroom. The water had already been ran, so all you two really needed to do was get in. “You should put one if those bombs in” he says. You look through your bag, pulling one out that had Rose petals in it, that would turn the water red. You smirk to yourself, dropping it in the water and smile when Josh steps behind you to watch it. “Good choice” He says. You turn around to see him already down to his underwear. He steps in front of you so you can’t see his actual member, but you did catch an eyeful of his butt. He settled in, using bubbles to hide himself. “You getting in?” He asks, a new darkness now present in his voice. You look from wall to wall, feeling weird about having to strip in from of him. “I won’t look” He says, hiding behind his eyes. You turn your back to him and pull off your shirt, moving to slide down your pants. You turn back around, Josh not hiding anymore, but blatantly staring at you. You bite your lip and reach around your back, unclasping your bra and throwing it to the ground. Josh shifted in the tub, clearly turned on now, as if he hadn’t been before. You slide down your underwear, quickly getting into the tub and sliding down into it. The two of you talk for a while, getting to know each other, and you found that you couldn’t help but have a deeper infatuation for him. "I can’t believe I tweeted you and said we should take a bath together” you laugh. “I can’t either. It’s kind of weird” he says, obviously joking. But still, you mocked that you were hurt, and splashed the water at him, completely soaking him. “I’ll get you back for that one” He retaliates and splashes you back, the water overwhelming you. You start to go to splash him again, but he moves to fast and grabs your arms, pinning them above your head. The laughing dies down, but he doesn’t make an attempt to move or let go of you. Instead, he dips his head down, kissing you gently and letting your arms go. You kiss back, tangling your fingers into his hair. He was truly an amazing kisser, unbelievable, really. He moves down slowly, kissing along your jaw, your neck, your chest. He moves his hands down, spreading your legs a bit to slide two of his fingers past your entrance, the water working as a lubricant. You pull in a breath through your teeth, as he forces you to look at his face while he continues to work on you. He works his thumb over your clit, so you lean your head back and pull your lip between your teeth. As soon as it ha started, it ended. Before you could protest, he slipped his hands under each of your thighs and pulled your legs over his, positioning himself and thrusting into you. You grab onto the ledge of the tub and groan, your eyes rolling back because of his size. His thrusts were powerful and rough, and he maintained a rhythm, as if it was his entire purpose. He uses your thighs to pull you down against his thrusts, hitting you deeper than you had even thought possible. You had already been close to finishing when he was fingering you, and it was so incredibly hot still, so it felt like you were going to cum very soon. Not having wanted it to end so quickly, you push Josh back, and he slides out of you, resting on his side of the tub. “What? Did I do something wrong?” He asks, looking slightly terrified. “No. No, Josh. you didn’t” You say, moving slowly over to him through the water, a smirk clear on your face. He raises an eyebrow but soon understands what’s going on. You settle onto your knees that were on either side of him, and begin to ease yourself onto his length, as Josh rests his arms on the edge, letting you have control. Once you’re settled and adjusted to this new position, you pull off, and slam your body back down against him, causing Josh to gasp and set his hands on your hips. “Fuck, you really know what you’re doing” he laughs out, helping you meet his thrusts. You shake your head and pull his hands off of you. “Patience” You say. He groans and slowly drags his lip between his teeth, watching how your body moves against him. You continue to slowly ease off of him, and then drop yourself, taking him deeper each time. Josh looks at you in the eyes, his normal brown now nearly a shade of black. “Turn” He says. “What?” Instead of explaining, he pulls you off of him and turns you so your back is to his chest. He lowers you onto his erection, and waits for you to get back into your groove. Once you felt like you could take over again, he slides his hands to your front, taking both of your breasts into each hand, and squeezing rather harshly. You let out a soft whimper, and he lets up, beginning to massage them. You keep up your movements and lean back so your back now rests against his chest. Everything was going the same, until he mumbled something, and began thrusting upwards. You let out loud moans and groans, the feeling indescribable. While you’re bouncing yourself and he thrusts, Josh moves your hair and begins to suck on your neck, making sure to leave his mark. He moves one of his hands off of your boob, and slides it down to your front, rubbing your clit. “Yes, oh God, I’m gonna cum” You say, bouncing down harder. “Do it, I’m right behind you” He says. As soon as he finished his sentence, you also finished, and let out vulgar sounds. “Fuck, Yes, Josh” Just to name a few. It’s not long before Josh also finishes, thrusting sloppier to ride out your orgasms. After a moment. he slides out of you and pulls you back against his chest. “That was incredible” He laughs out after a few moments of silence. You curl up under his touch and wrap your arms over his that were on your waist. “Tell me about it” You say, the smile never leaving your face.

Daughter Bestie becomes my little toy

My wife had taken my daughter shopping so with a free house I took the opportunity to get on tumblr for a good fapping session I’d just got into my grove when there was a knock on there door. I was going to ignore it but they knocked again “just a minute” I shouted and stuffed my semi erect cock back into my pants. I open the door to find it was my Daughter’s bestie Amy

Amy: Hi Mr Benson is Ashley in?

Me: No she is out shopping with her Mom, they probably won’t be back for a few hours

Amy: Oh, do you mind if I come in, Ashley borrowed some of my stuff can I run to her room and get it?

Me: Yeah I guess that would be ok

Amy: Thanks Mr Benson, I’ll be quick I promise

She then skipped past my and headed upstairs and I went to make some coffee. About 5 min later I heard her come back down the stairs. 

Amy: I got it, thanks Mr Bens……….

I heard her voice trail off and looked up to see her staring at my laptop, i then relaised I had forgotten to turn it off and it was open on my blog.

Me: Oh shit, I didn’t know that was still on. Please just pretend you didn’t see that Amy

Amy: OMG you are the hibernianrogue blog? I am you biggest fan I get off to your blog everyday. It gets me so horny and I often dream and fantasized of meeting its owner. I never thought it was you Mr Benson

She then dropped to her knees and took out my cock, 

Her little mouth felt so amazing and I had to fight back just not to cum immediately,  she worked my shaft with her mouth and tongue looking up at me all the time. Just as I was about to cum she stopped 

Amy: You’re not going to cum yet, I want you to take me upstairs and fuck me on your marital until I cum all over your wife’s nice expensive bed sheets

She the led me by the hand to the master bedroom and positioned herself on the bed. “Fuck me Daddy, abuse my little fuck holes”

I slipped my rock hard into that tight little teen pussy and grabbed her arms, “Oh yessss Daddy fuck me” she moaned

I pounded that pussy until she came all over my cock and as she lay there gasping for breath she looked up to see the curtains were open and quickly jumped up to close it. I got off the bed and pinned her against the window,

 Amy: No Mr Benson not here, my parents room looks right into this room what if their in there?”

I slipped my cock back inside her and just said”if they are home let them see what a little slut their daughters is”

Behind The Album- Harry Styles Mini Series (Part 3)

Originally posted by sstyles

Part 2 

Ever since the night you and Harry decided on figuring out what was going on between the two of you, you both had to be discreet around other people. It had been almost a week and so far you were being pretty good about it. Whenever everyone went into their own rooms, you’d wait about ten minutes before sneaking into Harry’s, which of course was all the way on the other side of the house. 

As soon as you’d walk through the door and shut it behind you, you were pressed up against it with his hands at your waist and his lips pressed against yours. You two hadn’t done anything more than kissing and a little touching, but you were sure it was going to happen at some point. 

Normally, you never really considered taking that step this early in a relationship, especially since you two weren’t officially anything at the moment, but what was happening between you two was different. Not only did you feel something towards him you’ve never felt before, but you two were practically living together and well, the temptation was definitely there. 

During the times in his room, when your lips weren’t locked, you two talked about different things, your families, your hometowns, etc. You also watched a few movies and listened to your favorite songs. It had been a while since you had been with a guy who was genuinely wanting to get to know you. 

Now, when it came to interacting with one another in the presence of others, you didn’ t really change anything from how it was before. You weren’t sure if anyone knew what was going on behind closed doors, but you knew that no one had said anything about it to you yet. 

It was an off day from the studio, which meant a lot of the time was spent with everyone relaxing by the pool and writing songs. You had the camera set up and was filming everything, from the stupid pool games to the actual writing of the songs. After a while, you set the camera up on a tripod, while you go into the kitchen to grab something to drink. 

Harry looked back at you over his shoulder and smiled. He loved watching you work, even though most of the time he couldn’t really look at you since he was the one being filmed. Your eyebrows would furrow as you concentrated on getting the angles right and you’d bite your lip whenever you were looking through footage on your laptop later in the evening. 

“So, what’s the story between the two of you,” Mitch said nodding towards you in the kitchen. 

“He speaks,” he joked. 

“Fuck you, man,” he laughed. 

“Anyway, there’s no story,” Harry lied. 

“You two aren’t as discreet as you think,” he said. “Especially since my room is right next to yours.” 

Harry blushed. “We haven’t done anything for you to hear.” 

“So, there is something going on between the two of you,” Mitch smirked. 

“Shit,” Harry mumbled when he realized he fell for the trick. “You’re right, okay? We’ve been talking…” 

“Among other things,” he added. 

“Oh my god, we haven’t fucked yet,” he groaned running his hand over his face. 

“Yet being the keyword,” he said. 

“We haven’t even gone on a proper date and we’re in a house with how many other fucking people? It’s not going to be happening anytime soon,” he mumbled. 

“Give me a time and day and I’ll make sure we’re all gone,” Mitch smirked. 

“Can we not talk about this anymore?” He groaned. “We have a song to be working on.” 

“Changing the subject, classic,” Mitch laughed. 

Harry rolled his eyes and went back to the task at hand. 


Later that night, you all were going out together for a night out. You hadn’t really gone out much with them, mostly because you were the only girl and the fact that you weren’t really someone who went clubbing or to a bar for fun. You got dressed in a nice, flowy dress that hit you just a little above mid-thigh. Your hair was pulled up into a high ponytail and your makeup was done a little heavier than usual. You put on some wedges and put your phone and cash into a small purse before heading out to the living room. 

As soon as you walked out, everyone’s eyes were on you. You blushed and looked down. 

“Uh, do I look that bad?” You mumbled. 

“No, uh, you look nice,” Adam smiled. “Really pretty.” 

Harry glared over at him a little before looking back over at you. “So, are we ready to go?” 

“I am,” you nodded. 

You all made your way out to the car and you tried getting in without showing your bits to the world. You didn’t exactly think of that when you chose to wear the dress. Conveniently you were sat next to Harry in the van and since it was dark, he took the opportunity to grab your hand in between your legs. 

You smiled a little and laced your fingers with his. The car pulled up to the restaurant/bar a few minutes later and you all got out. You all are seated together. Harry sat next to you and reached over to put his hand on your leg under the table. 

In the corner of your eye, you could him smirking. You rolled your eyes a bit as you grabbed a menu and looked through it. The waiter came over to get everyone’s orders. 

When it was your turn, he looked at you and smirked. “What can I get you beautiful?” he asked. 

“Um, I’ll take the chicken veggie dish and I’ll just have a water with lemon,” you smiled. 

“Sure thing, babe,” he smiled. 

You gave a small nod and handed him your menu. 

Once your food came, the waiter was very persistent in talking to you. 

“How’s your dinner?” He asked. “Can I get you anything else?” 

“Uh, no, thank you, I’m okay,” you said. 

He nodded. “You look really beautiful tonight,” he said. “That dress really brings out your eyes.”

You blushed and looked over at him. “Um, thank you.” 

Harry grabbed his drink and took a sip as he watched the waiter flirt with you. He was beyond annoyed by the end of the dinner and just wanted to get you away from him. He was jealous and couldn’t believe that guy was hitting on his girl, but technically you weren’t his girl, not officially anyway. 


After dinner, Harry paid the tab and when he got out the receipt, he saw a number written on it with a note that said give to the lovely lady. Harry rolled his eyes and crumbled it up before throwing it onto the table. You could tell something was up with him, but you couldn’t exactly ask him in front of everyone. 

When you all got up from the table to make your way to the bar section of the building, you used that has your opportunity. 

“You okay?” you asked him. 

“Not exactly,” he mumbled. 

“What’s wrong?” you asked. 

“I didn’t exactly like how our waiter was hitting on you,” he said. 

“Are you… Are you jealous?” You asked. 

“Yeah, I am,” he said. 

You looked around to see if anyone was looking in your direction when the coast was clear, you walked closer to him and grabbed his hand. 

“You shouldn’t be jealous,” you whispered. “Because I’m going home with you, not him.”

“Yeah, but mostly on a technicality,” he said. 

“Really?” You asked. 

“Well, you weren’t exactly turning down his advances,” he said. 

“What did you want me to do?” you asked. “He was being nice.” 

“And yeah and he was looking down your dress while he was at it,” he mumbled. 

“Yeah, well, in case you forgot I am technically single, so it’s not like I did anything wrong and it’s not like I got his number or anything,” you said. “And besides I didn’t flirt back or anything. You’re acting like I was the one trying to get his attention.”

He sighed. “I’m sorry, you’re right. I just wanted to stand up and tell him to fuck off, but I knew that I couldn’t.” 

“Well, you could have,” you smirked. 

He laughed putting his hand on your back and looking down at you. “I really want to kiss you right now,” he mumbled. “You look fucking gorgeous tonight.”

You giggled. “Well, it’s pretty dark in here, I won’t tell anyone if you don’t.” 

Harry smirked leaning down and pressing his lips to yours. 


Once you all were back home from the bar, you were a little tipsy. Not drunk or stumbling, but you were definitely feeling the two drinks you had. Your wedges were in your hand as you made your way inside the house. 

“Night, boys I’m going to bed,” you giggled. 

“Night, Y/N,” they said waving to you. 

You walked into your room and threw your shoes on the floor. You went into the bathroom and washed your makeup off your face and brushed your teeth. You looked over at your bed and knew that was where you should probably stay, but it wouldn’t be. 

You quietly opened your door and peeked outside. No one was in the living room, so you took the opportunity to make your way to Harry’s room. You knocked quietly and he opened the door. He had already stripped down to practically nothing and he smiled when he saw you. 

“I thought you were going to bed,” he said. 

“I am, I just never said who’s bed it would be,” you giggled. “I mean that is if you’d like me to join you.” 

“I was hoping you would,” he smiled letting you in. 

He closed the door behind you and you looked at him. 

“You plan on sleeping in the dress?” He laughed. “Why didn’t you change?” 

“I need help,” you said. “I can’t reach the zipper.” 

“O-Oh,” he gulped. “Uh, I can uh, do that for you.” 

You smiled turning around and moving your hair out of the way. His hands were shaking as he gripped onto the zipper and slowly started to pull it down. The dress fell down to the floor and you turned around to face him again. His eyes were staring past you at the wall behind you and you giggled. 

“You can look at me you know,” you whispered. “I don’t mind.” 

“I didn’t want to be rude…” he coughed. 

“I’m finding it ruder that you’re not looking at me,” you smirked. “it’s no different than my swimsuit.”

His gaze went back to you. “Fuck,” he whispered. “And it’s a lot different than your swimsuit. I’m pretty sure that covered a lot more than uh, this is right now.” 

“Well, I’d cover up, but I forgot to bring a change of clothes with me,” you said. 

“You uh, you can borrow something of mine,” he said walking over to his grab a shirt for you. 

“Thanks,” you said putting it on and then taking your bra off and letting it drop next to the dress. 

“Damn it,” he groaned. 

You giggled walking over to him wrapping your arms around his waist. “Just earlier you were all about kissing me, but now you’ll barely look at me.” 

"I’m sorry, it’s just… you’re making it really hard to not get hard,” he blushed. 

You giggled. “Sorry, come on,” you said pulling him over to the bed. 

You both climbed in and got under the blankets. He wrapped his arms around you and you kissed his nose causing him to laugh. 

“I’m sorry again for how I acted tonight,” he whispered. 

“Well, I can’t say that I wouldn’t have been the same way had it been a girl hitting on you,” you said. 

“That’s nice to know,” he smiled. 

“So, are you going to kiss me anytime soon or do I need to go find that waiter again?” You joked. 

“Hey,” he said. “That’s not nice…” 

You giggled leaning over to kiss him. He pulled you closer to him as he deepened the kiss. Your hands went straight to his hair as he ran his hands up and down your back. Your legs were entwined together as he pulled you closer to him. 

“Let me know when you want to stop,” he mumbled against your lips. 

“And what if I don’t want you to stop,” you whispered. 

“Are you sure?” he asked you. 

You nodded. He sighed putting his forehead on your shoulder. 

“What is it?” You asked. “Do you uh… not want to uh…” 

“No, it’s not that, trust me when I say it’s not that,” he said. “I uh… I don’t exactly have any protection. I didn’t bother packing any because I didn’t exactly plan on having sex with anyone.” 

“Oh,” you said. “Oh, well, uh,” you giggled. 

“What’s so funny?” he said looking up at you. 

“It’s just you look so heartbroken,” you laughed. “You went from barely looking at me to be fucking ecstatic to absolutely crushed.”

“Well, can you blame me?” he said. 

You giggled. “I guess we better actually go to sleep now.” 

“Yeah, I guess so,” he nodded. 

You leaned over to kiss him quickly before cuddling up against him again. “Night,” you whispered. 

“Night,” he smiled kissing your head before you both fell asleep. 

***Should this be a mini series? Yes/No? Let me know! 

Plain, White Shirt

Requested by: Anon :D
Prompt: #7 “Isn’t that mine?” (Hotch x Reader)

Originally posted by criminal-minds-fanatic

He didn’t notice it at first. It was subtle. Someone would have to really be looking to realise it.

He wore one of the many plain, white, button-down shirts he owned one Friday, not thinking too much about what he chose to wear in the morning. That day, after a mind-numbing afternoon of paperwork, he went to your apartment, after dropping Jack off with his aunt for a whole weekend, and spent it in its entirety with you.

It was the first time you had done something like that, spending so much time together ever since this romance had started a few months before. With the two of you being in the same office, along with a whole team of profilers, it meant discretion was of utmost importance.

However, you two excelled at the stoic-face act, although Aaron’s expression usually included his signature frown ninety percent of the time. You both managed to hide your feelings for each other. The only problem you had encountered thus far was not blurting out the other person’s first name, a natural change once your relationship progressed into something more.

The matter at hand here was that, in his haste to get home on Sunday due to Jack feeling slightly ill, he had forgotten that one particular shirt at your house. He didn’t think much of it. He didn’t even realise he had left it behind until he put his son to bed after giving him some medicine and checking his temperature. You would probably return it whenever you could, maybe during the weekend if the team didn’t get a case.

So, it was a bit of a surprise for him to see you with his shirt on Wednesday at the office. You had taken the precaution of putting on a baggy sweater on top of it, but he knew. He recognised it. He owned at least twenty of the same brand, in different colours.

He stiffened for a brief second before continuing back up the stairs to his office. You saw him and knew he had recognised it. You had debated with yourself whether it was a good idea to wear it to the office, which is why you waited a couple of days to do so. It was an indescribable feeling to be wearing something of his to work, even if it was just a shirt.

It reminded you of Friday’s activities, which had led to your burning the dinner you had been working on since you got home. Neither of you had cared in that moment, though. Now, every time you felt the fabric against your skin, you remembered how it felt under your hands when you grabbed onto Aaron’s shoulders to gain better leverage while on the couch.

It also made you giggle, thinking back to it; internally that is… someone would question your sudden laughter if you were to let it out. You had both felt like two teenagers who couldn’t control their hormones and had gotten down and dirty in the living room instead of moving to the bedroom.

So, yes. Your mind had kept on replaying that one moment, despite the fact that you had moved to the bedroom after having some Chinese takeout, and decided to put it on that morning out of impulse. Screw the professional and rational part of your brain. You wanted to show your boyfriend you were thinking of him, damn it. You just didn’t know how he was going to react.

You had an opportunity to find out about an hour later when you took the files you had been working on to his office. You knocked on the open door, and he asked you to close it, his tone normal. Once you sat down, you noticed that he had closed the blinds so no one in the bullpen could look into his office.

Interesting, you thought. What could he possibly be up to?

‘Thank you for the files, (Y/n),’ he said, to which you just rolled your eyes. Business first, as always. ‘I did, however, notice something peculiar about your choice of attire earlier…’

He trailed off with the ghost of a smile as he rounded his desk, perching himself on the edge of it, right in front of you. You smirked and decided to play dumb to humour him.

‘Oh, really? And here I thought I looked cute in this oversized sweater,’ you looked down and smoothed the non-existent wrinkles in said garment.

‘I wouldn’t necessarily call you cute in that,’ he commented, his voice low, as he grabbed you by the hand and brought you up to your feet, making you stand right in between his legs.

‘And why is that?’ you teased him by grabbing onto his shoulders and squeezing them, just like you had done on Friday. He put his head on your shoulder, and you heard him groan. You, once again, had to stop the giggle that was about to leave your mouth. ‘Aaron? You haven’t answered my question,’ you told him right next to his ear.

‘Isn’t that mine, (Y/n)?’ he mumbled, his lips moving down the length of your neck.

Well, I was not expecting this reaction, you thought as you allowed yourself to close your eyes momentarily and enjoyed the feeling of his mouth against your pulse point.

‘(Y/n)? You haven’t answered my question,’ he mimicked you, removing his head from the crook of your neck. You opened your eyes to find him smirking at you.

‘Was this the plan all along, you tease?’ you smiled despite the feeling of disappointment that settled on your stomach at not being able to continue what he had started.

‘Maybe,’ he looked at you from under his lashes and laughed lightly. ‘You should get down to the bullpen soon,’ he added regretfully.

Before he removed his hands from your waist, you grabbed him by the lapels on his suit jacket and kissed him. All tongues and not much finesse, but that was not what you were aiming for. That could wait until the weekend when you planned to tease him yourself.

‘Mmm,’ was all he said before you promptly smoothed the now-existing wrinkles in your sweater and exited his office, leaving the door open behind you.

That evening, while you were lounging lazily on your couch, still clad on your work clothes, with some home-made meal on your lap and an episode of the first comedy show you found on TV, you received a message from Aaron which read:

Jack is staying with his aunt tonight since he has to be at school early tomorrow for a trip and I can’t make it in time to take him myself.

Your heart jumped at the sudden change of plans but quickly messaged him back telling him to come over, already picking up the clothes you had left around the place from previous days and thinking of what you could wear that would look nice but not too over the top.

You had just put the clothes that had been thrown carelessly over different pieces of furniture a minute ago into your laundry basket, when the bell rang along with your cell phone. You picked up the phone first, hoping it wasn’t Garcia with a case and instead were surprised to find Aaron’s name on the screen.

You raised an eyebrow as you unblocked it and a flush came over your cheeks as you dropped the device on the coffee table, took off the sweater you had worn all day and almost tripped over your own feet trying to get to the door fast enough.

You were greeted by a smirking Aaron, who walked into your apartment and immediately started kissing you the same way you had done earlier in the afternoon. You didn’t even recall either of you closing your front door before he put his hands on your ass to hoist you up as you encircled his waist with your legs and he carried you into your bedroom, never breaking his kiss.

The message?

I want to see you in nothing but my shirt.

Yeap. Best decision ever.

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080991 || Joe

Joe masterpost found here

Word count - 1,143

Summary - The one with the slip up.

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon and you were napping, as usual. What better way to prepare for a hectic week than sleeping a day away? Your lovely nap, however, was rudely interrupted by your phone loudly going off beside you. You groaned and forced your eyes open to look at who was calling you at this hour (3:26 in the afternoon to be precise). Jack? Why would Jack be-


“Hey Jack,” you said, answering the phone and kicking your blanket off your body.

“Where are you?” Jack laughed on the other end.

“Sorry, sorry, loads of traffic,” you said, yanking off your shorts and putting on some leggings. “I should be there any minute.”

“Okay well everyone else is at Joe’s already,” Jack said. “The movie starts in 30 minutes and we’re all waiting on you.”

“Yeah well I can’t really rush the traffic,” you said, smelling a sweatshirt to see if it was clean. You shrugged and tried to force it over your head while still talking to Jack. “Really, I should be there any minute. I gotta go, really shouldn’t talk and drive. See you soon!” And you hung up.

You had completely forgotten that you and the buttercream boys had plans to see Logan at 4:00 that day. You tamed your hair as much as you could, throwing it in a half up bun and then put on more deodorant whilst trying to brush your teeth. With a spritz of perfume, you grabbed your wallet, keys, and phone, and ran out the door.

Only when you caught your reflection in your car window did you realize what you were wearing. The tan sweatshirt you had picked up off the ground belonged to none other than your boyfriend, Joe. You looked at your phone- 3:41- and realized running back inside and changing would take too long. So, you hopped in your car anyway and started the drive to Joe’s.

You and Joe had been dating in secret for about four months. Neither of you wanted to tell the boys quite yet as you knew once they knew, any privacy you once had would be gone. After all, they loved taking the piss out of each other, and this would be a perfect opportunity for them to do so to you and Joe. Surely they wouldn’t recognize Joe’s jumper. It was only a generic tan jumper. Anyone could own it. Hell, it could’ve been yours.

When you got to Joe’s you parked your car and rushed up to the door and knocked loudly. Only a few seconds passed before it swung open. “(Y/N)!” Caspar cheered immediately. “We gotta get a move on!”

“Yes, I know, I’m late,” you sighed. “Traffic was a bitch.”

“Oh come off it, (Y/N)!” Jack laughed. “We all know you were napping.” You rolled your eyes at them then quickly put all your shit on the counter.

“I have to pee before we go,” you said. The boys all groaned. “You can wait two more minutes!” you laughed. So, you ran off to the bathroom.

As soon as you were out of earshot, the boys began talking. “Joe, isn’t that your jumper?” Jack asked. “The one you’ve been complaining has gone missing?”

“What?” Joe replied immediately. “No, no I don’t think so.”

“Mate are you sure?” Oli said back, quirking an eyebrow. “It looked bloody similar.”

“Why would (Y/N) have my jumper?” he asked back, hoping none of the boys noticed that he was blushing.

“Something isn’t adding up,” Conor said suspiciously, tapping a finger to his chin. “I know a sure fire way to solve this once and for all!”

Before anyone knew what he was doing, Conor snatched your phone up off the counter. “Whoa,” Joe said quickly, standing up from the couch. “You can’t just go through her phone!”

“Well why not?” Josh asked, smirking and folding his arms across his chest.

“Because, because, well it’s private!” Joe stuttered. “What if she has, like, nudes on it or something, huh? You can’t just look at them!”

“If there are nudes of (Y/N) on there I definitely want to see them!” Jack said, looking over his brother’s shoulder at the phone.

“Does anyone know the passcode?” Conor asked, typing 123456 and failing.

“Oi, try Joe’s birthday,” Mikey laughed. “That’d prove something.”

Conor did so, typing 080991.

The phone unlocked.

The first thing that the boys saw was your home screen- a picture of you and Joe kissing.

The boys all let out cheers, patting Joe on the back and tackling him in headlocks.

That was when you walked out of the bathroom.

“What’s going on?” you asked with a laugh. “You’re all acting like animals!” Immediately the boys straightened up and Conor put his hands behind his back. While he had been quick, he wasn’t quick enough. “Conor what are you doing with my phone?” you asked, putting your hands on your hips.

“I don’t have your phone,” Conor said.

“Conor Maynard you show me your hands right now!” you said sternly. He pursed his lips and held his hands out to you, revealing your still unlocked phone. When you took it out of his hand and saw that your home screen was visible, you blushed. “Well,” you said, slipping your phone into the waistband of your leggings, trying to act completely innocent. “What do you all have to say for yourselves?”

“Us?” Jack laughed loudly. “What about you! And you!” He turned to Joe now.

“How long have you two been, been, canoodling?” Caspar asked, his hands now on his hips.

You looked at Joe who was smiling lightly at you, clearly amused that the boys had found out this way. “Four months?” you said, looking at Joe for confirmation. He nodded and walked over to you, putting his arms around your waist and putting his head on your shoulder.

“You kept this from us for four months?” Conor gasped, holding a hand to his chest.

“Well, you guys aren’t very observant,” you said honestly. “How’d I give it away today? Was it the sweatshirt?” They all nodded and you laughed, “How is that the one thing you notice? We’ve had loads of other slip ups.”

“Like what?” asked Mikey.

“Oh, there was that time I left my bra on his couch,” you laughed. “Or the time I spent the night and you guys came over before I could leave. I had to spend bloody two hours in his closet!”

“Unbelievable,” Oli laughed. “Honestly I’m impressed you’ve kept it hidden this long.”

“Yeah well I’m glad we don’t have to anymore,” you said. You turned your head and placed a kiss on Joe’s cheek. The boys all groaned and made mumbled comments about PDA, but you just smiled. A weight you didn’t even know you were carrying had been lifted off your shoulders.

Monsta X’s Reaction When You Crawl Into Their Bed at Night (Shownu, Kihyun, and Hyungwon)

Originally posted by beautifulmv

Shownu - Somehow, you came home later than expected and Shownu had the day off. You felt bad that he had to stay home by himself again, especially like the time in Hong Kong. Dropping your bag, you took a quick shower before heading to bed. Looking at the clock, it was 12:53 am, so it wasn’t as bad. Shownu didn’t like being home alone and texting him every hour made the pain a little bit more manageable. You kept tossing and turning in your bed struggling to find a perfect, comfortable position but after five minutes, you felt like sweating and all in all, tired. Staring at your door, you sighed and pulled yourself out of bed, heading over to Shownu’s room. A bear like him had to be comfortable, right? As you walked into his room, you saw him with his arm behind his head and another across his stomach. He was always like this. You smiled and lifted the sheets and hugged Shownu while you tried to fall asleep again. “…” He continued to snore in his sleep. “Shownu… Are you okay?” You felt his body tense up but relax again. You shook it off but then you felt his skin heating up and… is he sweating? You lifted your head before setting down again and falling asleep.

Originally posted by yookihyun

Kihyun - You two had spent the day together but at this point you two were dead tired. Kihyun had to leave tomorrow morning for practice, so you let him stay at your apartment for the night. “Are you sure you want to sleep alone?” He joked. You smiled and shook your head, dismissing his question. You walked into your bedroom and crawled under the covers, questioning if you should have taken up that opportunity. At that point, thirty minutes turned into an hour of struggling to sleep. You rolled out of bed and went over to Kihyun’s room, and knocked on the door softly. “Hey, Kihyun-ah. Are you still awake?” You didn’t hear anything. before you got the chance to open the door, he mumbled, “If I wasn’t, would I still be answering? And I thought you wanted to sleep alone.” You playfully rolled your eyes and entered, seeing him entangled in his bed sheets. He was cuddling a piece of a blanket underneath his head and held a thumbs up when you asked if you could sleep with him. “Thank you.” You said before hugging his arm and placing your head on his back. You could feel him getting hotter, but you assumed that it was from you and the blankets. If anything, you thought you heard, “You’re welcome, Jagi.” But who knows what he could have been saying?

Originally posted by minyeossi

Hyungwon - You almost fell asleep in the car with the other members. You and the others were coming home from the company building when one day Hyungwon asked you for a daily examination. Yet you didn’t realize how long that had taken to make you feel this tired. You stumbled into your apartment and he followed suit. You collapsed onto your bed and closed your eyes but for some reason, you couldn’t sleep. A question you mindlessly asked was whether or not Hyungwon had to do something with this. Was it because the emptiness you had beside you wasn’t what you wanted? You opened your eyes and looked out the window before coming up with an answer. Now it seems like a drama. You approached his bedroom door and didn’t bother knocking on it and just went under the covers. He was a deep sleeper. You rested your head on his chest and draped an arm across it. Reflexively, he hugged you back and his breathing quickened beneath you. “Hyungwon-ah…?” You mumbled in your sleep. You thought it was because of his dreams, so you nuzzled your head and noticed his breathing becoming even again. “Good night…” You mumbled. “Good night, Jagi…”

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Simply Beautiful

Super Junior Heechul

Summary : You are very sensitive and shy so all the members don’t want him to be with you because they think he will hurt you so he tries to prove that the love is real and hurting you is the last thing on his mind

Word Count 3,943

You worked part time at SM Entertainment as you were finishing up your last year of high school. You just got coffee for the higher ups and made sure all the files were put away and cared for correctly. You weren’t some big hit, just a student. You never got to meet any of the idols, you were kinda glad though, because you were too shy for any meeting to go well. When out were younger you used to have a hand constantly in your moms back pocket and would hide anytime someone would look at you. You grew out of the physical shyness but never mentally.

You recently graduated and were in a meeting with your boss, discussing a full time position. “Y/N, you’ve been such a great addition hear at SM and I would like to offer you a full time position” Originally you were going to decline and stick with your part time because you had to go to college, but then he added more. “If you accept this offer, we will pay for you to attend the classes that our trainees and idols go to. You will graduate with a degree that will not be any different than one you could get at Yonsei University. You may not think you do much now, but the higher-ups and myself included see potential and don’t want you to slip away. With this promotion we will put you with one of our more popular bands so you can learn the ropes of a manager. You will be able to shadow the different people involved and find out the aspects of the job. What do you think? I will give you some time by yourself and if you need to sleep on it, just let me know” With that your boss slid over the contract and politely left the room, closing the door on the way out. You twirled a pen around in your hand as you weighed your options. College was expensive and you’d be paid to go and you have job security in the field you want to go into. On the other hand, you would have to work through college without the ‘college experience’ you would be stuck here for the foreseeable future. You leaned back in your chair and looked up at the ceiling. You didn’t see yourself moving anytime soon, your family was close by and college parties weren’t really your seen. You reached a decision and was about to sign the paperwork when the door opened

“Excuse me Mr. Pa~ Oh sorry, I thought the Office was empty” You quickly scribbled out your signature

“I’m sorry, I’m done in here. Enjoy your day” you bowed, kept your head down and quickly left the office. You made a bee line for the bathroom. A place where you were alone, away from prying eyes and judgements. You quickly closed the stall door and sat down

“Seriously Y/N Enjoy your day? Who says that? You couldn’t even look them in the eye and practically ran out of the office. Ugh, Why do I have to be like this. Why can’t I be like everyone else” you scolded yourself “I didn’t even look at his face. He could have been an idol for all I know” your voice trailed off while you were trying to piece together the identity of the man. He did sound familiar…You gasped when you made your realization. Heechul. Super Junior’s Kim Heechul. You put your head in your hands. Not only did you embarrass yourself in front of someone, it was a famous someone. You just hoped he wouldn’t remember. I mean what was there to remember? You weren’t particular striking in any way. You just weren’t memorable. You pulled yourself together and left the bathroom. You quickly checked yourself in the mirror. You put a few flyaways behind your ear and straightened your shirt. You took a deep breath and left, going to find your boss to discuss in detail what will follow with your new job. You didn’t want to go to his office first, just in case Heechul was still there. You knew it was probably the first place you should’ve gone to, seeing that it was your bosses office, but you just couldn’t bring your self to go quite yet. You made your way to the break room, bowing as people passed. You opened the door and looked in to find it empty. You tried some other common areas, but with no such luck. You knew that you had to go to his office. As you were walking back you silently prayed that he would be alone. You arrived and knocked lightly on the door, unsure if he heard you or not.

“Come in” you heard him call. You opened the door hesitantly and walked in to see that it was empty of visitors. You bowed and greeted him and breathed a sigh of relief. “Ahh Y/N, Thank you so much for taking the position. Trust me you will feel at home here and won’t regret this.” You smiled at him

“Thank you for the offer, I’m very gracious for this opportunity and I will work very hard”

“I’m sure you will” he looked down at his watch. “It’s getting late, Why don’t you go home and tomorrow morning we can go over in detail what you will be doing”

“Okay Sir, I will see you tomorrow” You bowed and left. You were headed towards the elevator when you heard laughing. You looked down the hallway to see Heechul and Leeteuk walking together. You moved behind a wall so they couldn’t see you and waited for them to pass

“It was so awkward, I didn’t know what to do” you heard Heechul say.

You froze when you heard him talking about your encounter. You waited until they passed to go down the same hallway. You couldn’t shake the feeling from you the whole ride home. You didn’t know why you were so sensitive to what other people thought, but you were and there wasn’t anything you could do except for replay it over and over in your head.

You were laying in bed, tired of thinking about it. You just wanted your clear your mind and go to sleep. You turned on your tv for background noise until you fell asleep, but it didn’t come as easily as you thought. You tossed and turned for hours until you finally fell into a light sleep that was awakened all too early by your blaring alarm. You reached over and hit your phone a few times before finally getting it to stop. You rolled off and trudged into the bathroom, getting ready for your day. The cold shower helped you wake up and wash away any concerns you had about your new job. You were over what happened with Heechul and just wanted to start over, a new day.

You met your boss in his office to see another manager there. She was only maybe 5 years older than you, but you’ve seen her with some of the biggest SM groups. “Y/N, this is Yoo Haewon. She will be the manager you will shadow for the time being” You bowed and greeted her

“It’s very nice to meet you” she said

“It’s very nice to meet you as well, I’m looking forward to working with you” she dipped her head and turned to your boss

“I’ve got some last minute things to finish up and then I’ll be ready. Just send her my way when you are done” and with that she left. You walked over and sat down.

“Okay, Y/N. You know what mangers here at SM do right?” you nodded your head. “Good, then that’s a big explanation that I don’t have to give you. Haewon is one of our best and she’s around your age so it should be very comfortable for you. Basically, you will watch and do everything she does and when we feel you’re ready you will be manage your own group. Do you have any questions?” he asked

“Yes Sir if you don’t mind me asking, What group does she work with?”
“Oh I apologize for leaving that out. Haewon manages Super Junior. If you don’t have any other questions, you can begin work” he gave you directions to where she’d be.

“Of course” you thought, “Just my luck” You met Haewon outside the dance studio. You could here ‘Magic’ playing and continuous counting. You figured the choreographer was in there with them.

“Hello Y/N” you bowed at her greeting. You felt as if you were always bowing, you were terrified of offending someone so you were always being over formal. “You don’t have to bow so deep! We are not that far apart you can just call me unni. So the boys are just about to finish dance practice and then we can go in and introduce you.” She seemed have an upbeat personality, but not so bubbly where it makes you want to crawl in a hole. Just then you heard the the music end and your palms got sweaty. Meeting a large group of people was definitely not your forte, especially international stars. Haewon noticed and tried to relax you. “Don’t worry Y/N, they’re very kind and accepting. You’ll be fine, you have nothing to worry about.” You appreciated her attempt, but it didn’t really help to calm you down, especially after hearing what Heechul had to say about your little ‘meeting’. The door opened and a dance teacher walked out. Haewon walked in and you followed. You walked in to see a group of sweaty men drinking water and some messing around with each other. You spotted Heechul in the corner of the room, talking with Leeteuk

“Gosh, they must be inseparable” you thought. Haewon began to speak

“Hello everyone! This is Y/N. She will be shadowing me for the time being, just until she understands what is needed to be done. Then she will be given her own group to manage. Why don’t you tell them a little bit about yourself” you bowed deeply to your seniors

“Hello, My name is Y/N. I recently graduated and I am excited to be working with you” you received a chorus of greetings from the members as Haewon took over. She was going over the schedules for the next couple weeks. You stood slightly behind her and observed. All the members were spread out in the room. Some were by the water, filling their bottles. And others were splayed out on the couch. You got to Heechul and your eyes connected. Out of habit you immediately looked down. Why was he looking at you? Did you have something on your face? Was something wrong with your clothes? You looked down and everything seemed to be in order. You looked up and he was turned to look at Leeteuk. You’ve never been in a proper relationship, you were too awkward when someone tried to flirt with you and you couldn’t put your shyness away for long enough to be with someone. You didn’t realize you were blushing. You mentally slapped yourself.

“What are you doing Y/N” you thought “He’s an idol and you’re, well you. He would never go for someone as shy and sensitive as you.” You shook the thoughts from your head, focusing on Haewon’s words.

“Alright, so I will go take care of those small details” she turned to look at you “And Y/N can stay here an you can get to know each other” She bowed and left. The members bowed back and then It was just you and them. Luckily the youngest, Kyuhyun was quick to involve you in conversation. You made idle small talk and then you felt you were being watched. You tried to casually look behind you, but you didn’t know how noticeable it was. You turned to see Heechul staring at you, again. You immediately turned back to Kyuhyun and the few other members that gathered around to hear you. You hoped you were wearing enough makeup to cover up the fact you were blushing. After about an hours worth of sideway glances at Heechul, Haewon came through the door

“How is everything going?” she asked. This time Kyuhyun answered

“Very well, we are excited to be working with Y/N” you hoped he was telling the truth. In fact, during that short meeting you felt at home with the boys. They didn’t make you feel awkward like other people did and you felt yourself becoming more comfortable, but nothing would get rid of the frightened part in your heart that comes from being shy.


You’ve been working with Super Junior members for about a month at this point and despite your personality, you’ve become close with all of them. Especially Kyuhyun, because you were closer to his age than anyone else and Heechul and Leeteuk, because you and Heechul were drawn together from the start and Leeteuk came as a package deal. You weren’t sure how to classify your relationship with Heechul. You weren’t together, but you were more than friends. The boys one by one slowly figured out how shy you were, you weren’t sure how, but you could tell in their actions. They never seemed to invite you out unless it was just them or a few other people. You were grateful for that. You were on your way to their dorm to hand out individual schedules. You knocked on the door and Yesung answered.

“Y/N! Come on in, everyone should be out in a second.” he said. You walked in and sat on the couch. You were closer with them than most managers and their groups, but that was probably because you were younger than most. Yesung went to go get everyone else when Heechul and Leeteuk walked in and went straight to the kitchen, oblivious to your presence.

“I like her though Hyung. I’m not going to hurt her” you heard Heechul say. You wondered who they were talking about, but then you realize it was none of your business. You got up to head into the kitchen, wanting to let them know that they weren’t alone. That is until he continued.

“You don’t know that. Yesung and Ryeowook agree with me and everyone else probably does too” Leeteuk replied

“Why do you think that. Am I a malicious person?”

“No of course not Heechul, but you know how she can be. You’ve seen how shy she is even though she tries to hide it. We just don’t want her to get hurt”

“But I think I love her” you wanted to leave, or tell them that you were there, but you were too intrigued and your feet stayed glued to the ground

“You think you love her?”

“No. I know I love her. I love Y/N” you gasped and they both stopped talking. You wanted to move, hide yourself, but it was to late. Heechul peered his head around the corner and his jaw dropped

“Who is it~” Leeteuk asked, but his eyes got wide when he saw you. The first thing you thought to do was apologize

“I’~ I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hear. I was~ I was just hear to drop off the schedules. Ye~Yesung told me to wait and~ and everyone should be back soon” you stuttered out. You started to get nervous and really anxious. Almost to the point of tears, you hated moments like this. Heechul noticed your state and you were the only thing on his mind. He ran over and wrapped you in his arms

“Shh, Shh Y/N, everything’s going to be okay” Heechul brought his hand to the back of your head, desperate to calm you down. You took several deep breaths trying to even out your breathing. You thought this situation was inappropriate for your job, but you felt so secure in his arms, you just let him hold you. Leeteuk left you two alone, much to his disapproval. He wasn’t trying to keep you apart, he just wanted to keep you safe. Your breathing finally went back to somewhat normal and Heechul pulled away and looked into your eyes.
“So how much of that did you hear? he smiled down at you, uneasiness on his face. You looked up at him

“All of it” you said quietly. Heechul sighed in relief.

“I guess I don’t have to tell you then” he said trying to lighten up the mood. You laughed awkwardly, unsure of what to say. “I want you to know that I will never hurt you, regardless of what everyone else thinks” he brought his hand up to cup your face and brought you closer “I love you and care about you and your happiness is everything to me”

“I love you too, but your band members disapprove.” you countered

“Let me worry about them. I’ll just have to prove how much I love you” he said with a smirk. Your phone buzzed and it was Haewon, wondering where you were. You were lucky enough to be able to keep this from her for the time being. You knew she would disapprove as well. You would just have to wait until you get moved from working with Super Junior

“I have to go! I’m late for a meeting. I’m so sorry to leave like this” You pulled out the schedules and handed them to him “The names are on the top, if you have any questions call me, sorry for not being able to go over it with all of you” and with that you grabbed your bag and ran out the door. You’ve never made Haewon wait on you and you weren’t going to start today. Heechul was still frozen from the whirlwind that just happened. He set the papers down on the counter and went into his room.


The next week continued like the one before and the one before that. You fell into a rhythm working with Haewon and Super Junior. There was something special this week. You had a guardian angel watching over you. Heechul brought you little gifts and left them on your desk. Whether it be coffee on a long day or flowers to remind you of how much he loved you. This day was one of those days. You walked into your office to see a bouquet of all your favorite flowers. You smiled down at the handwritten card

I love you now and forever

You grabbed your vase and walked into the lounge room to fill it up with water with a stupid smile on your face. You were walking back when your coworker accidentally bumped into you. The water going onto you and him. Although it was technically you fault you still rapidly apologized. You felt bad and looked for napkins or a towel, anything to give him. You didn’t know he had an explosive personality when he got upset, but you wish you did

“Are you serious?!” he shouted “Who do you think you are? You’re just a child. You don’t deserve to be here.” He was about to go on until you saw Heechul walking down the hallway towards you. Your coworker turned to follow your gaze and when he saw the idol he bowed and changed his demeanor. It was disgusting to see someone change so quickly, to be so fake. He mumbled some excuse and slipped away. He walked over to you and started to shrug of his jacket, but you stopped him

“I can’t wear your jacket, people will see and Haewon unni doesn’t know yet” he didn’t want to leave you like you were, but he didn’t have a choice. You went back to fill the vase up and he went back to the studio, promising to call later. Little did you know Leeteuk and Ryeowook had seen the whole thing and their ‘Heechul will hurt her defense’ was slowly crumbling. They had only one thing to do and that was to let Heechul date who he wanted. You walked back into your office to find your Boss waiting for you, admiring your flowers with a file in his hand. It’s times like this where you’re glad Heechul doesn’t sign his name. He turned around

“Ah Y/N! Just the person I wanted to see. Listen there’s something I want to talk to you about” he said as he sat down in the chair across from your desk. You put the vase down and sat down in your chair, nervous about what this conversation will entail. “I’ve been talking to Haewon about your time with Super Junior and might I say she says some very nice things. Your work ethic is excellent and she says your great with the members. She thinks that you understand everything and are ready to have your own group.” You inwardly breath a sign of relief, glad that your secret is still safe. He slid the file over to you. “This is the band that will debut very soon and I would like you to be in charge”

“Thank you so much, I will not let you down.” He left your office as you sat back down to open the file. Not only were you going to be an SM Manager, but there would be nothing regarding work stopping you and Heechul from being together“Hmm NCT” you thought.


You were on your way home from work when your phone began to ring.

“Hello?” you answered
“Jagi, its me. I’ve got some great news to tell you” said Heechul

“Oh oppa! I do too”

“Really? Let’s meet at the usual place, I want to tell you in person”

“Okay, I’ll see you soon. I love you”

“I love you too” with that he hung up and you made your way to the Han river.


You saw Heechul sitting on a bench with his jacket draped over the back. You walked over to him, barely able to contain your excitement. You covered his eyes with your hands.

“Guess who?” you asked

“Hmmm… Leeteuk?” He answered. You both laughed. Sometimes you worried that he loved that boy more that you. You walked around to sit on the bench and he put his arm around you

“What did you want to tell me?” you asked, turning to face him

“Leeteuk came up to me today, shortly after I saw you” you looked at him, worried which was this will go. “Long story short, he and the guys support us!” You reached over and hugged him. The last obstacle of your relationship had been cleared. “Don’t get too excited, you are still our manager” you pulled away from him

“Well, that’s what I wanted to tell you” You saw his eyes light up. “My boss came into my office and gave me a different group to manage. I am no longer a manager of Super Junior!” Heechul crashed his lips against yours, feeling finally free to do so. It wasn’t a romantic slow kiss that everyone dreams their first one will be, but it was filled with just as much love

Act your age//Daryl Dixon

Info: Reader is younger than Daryl and tries to act more mature to get his attention for her only to make a fool of herself

Warnings: swearing, Glenn/Abe not dead for the stake of the story

Originally posted by norman-reedus

 Daryl and y/n were invited to dinner with Aaron and Eric after they arrived in Alexandria. y/n had no clue why they wanted her and Daryl, it was a an odd pairing. She was twenty five while Daryl was mid forties, he was quite reserved and mature while y/n still struggled to fit in.

Carl was too young, Rick was a father of two and well matured. Maggie was expecting and married, there was maturity built in to her. Glenn was in the same boat as her. Sasha had experienced so much loss she was fine, she didn’t want to be bothered much anyways. Noah was still just a little young and bonded better with Glenn, Carl and Sasha. Abraham was aged well, he had his witty young moments but overall a matured man. Rosita was figuring stuff out and y/n didn’t want to get in the way. Tara and Eugene were both smart, Tara had Denise to hang out with and Eugene too smart to associate with y/n. That left Carol and Daryl, among the oldest and it showed. The two of them vibed well, there was almost nowhere for y/n to belong. 

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Come Closer

Originally posted by wooyoung

❝ The proposal had reached the walls of Queen Imanie’s castle, the letter of approval had reached yours. All that was left was to waste away the days until your fiance reached your door, spent in a constant state of excitement and flushed cheeks. But little did you know that this royal servant, now your fiance, would not only settle in your bedroom chambers with a heart belonging to someone else - but also bring annihilation to your kingdom. ❞

Queen!Reader x Sehun

Word count: 2,3K

Sweaty palms, excited grin made it’s rushed way down the grand stairs of the royal hall. The clicks of your delicate, heeled shoes against hard stone followed you as you skipped down ever marble step, down onto the vast, pale-stoned floor. Sweaty palms became aware of their inconvenience in the situation and let themselves be dragged over the soft cloth of the queen’s long, relaxed dress, effectively losing the disgusting moisture.

The sounds of wagons upon wagons arriving at the front of the royal castle, the chatter and the welcomes from your staff to the newly-arrived met your ears as you stepped out. What met your senses next - was the ethereal sight of your fiance, whom you had actually never spoken to before. His hair was dark, relaxed over his forehead and his brown eyes met yours with hidden mysteries, dreams, opinions, and interests.

You were to marry this man, and never before had the idea of a wedding sounded so fantastic to you before. You could only imagine his gratefulness; the opportunity he was given; from royal servant to Prince. He smiled shyly at you, reserved, and bowed his head slightly before taking the hand of one of your servant, moving out of the wagon and jumping down the small steps leading to the sturdy ground. Once the servants present noticed your own presence, they fell to the ground, leaving you and Sehun the only one standing.

As Sehun made his reluctant way across the palace yard over to you, you thanked Queen Imanie’s invite to tea only a few weeks ago, you thanked her for having this beautiful, mysteries boy as a servant, you thanked her for her approval when you asked for his hand in marriage - you thanked the heavens for bending to your very will.

“Sehun,” You spoke his name softly, fluency due to practice. “I’m thrilled to have you here as my fiance.”

Said man looked thrown off guard but smiled a shy smile again nonetheless. “I’m honored, Queen Y/N.”

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Due Course - Tyler Lockwood

Pairing: Tyler Lockwood x Reader

Characters: Tyler Lockwood, Caroline Forbes

Warnings: N/A

Request: Hi! Love your writing â&#157; can I request a Tyler Lockwood x mate!reader where they’ve been friends for a while but Tyler has figured out they’re mates and doesn’t know how to tell her because he’s scared he won’t want him so tries to move on with someone else which really upsets the reader? Thank you!

Word Count: 840

Author: Hannah

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advice - bill denbrough

requested?: yes

pairing: bill/reader

a/n: i hope you guys are having a good day, half of my requests are bill! also im down to two requests (not including this one) so i’ll be opening me requests real soon! and just a reminder you can ask for specific stuff like “winter with the losers club would include” etc etc!

Originally posted by imultifandomstuff

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You promise? I promise. part three!

Note: GUYS I THINK THIS IS THE LAST PART!! im finishing this here BUT i am still open to any ideas you guys have of what you might want to happen, I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!

Warning: angst, mild smut, reunion!!

part one  part two

Originally posted by anjenha

You don’t know how long it’d been. A couple months, maybe even a couple of years since the last time you saw your old group. That night you left the prison, covering up your tracks so that no one could find you. You didn’t want to be found. After a couple weeks of being alone, you were starting to go crazy, talking to the trees and the sometimes even the walkers. You decided to go back to the prison, maybe the group would accept you back. That’s not what happened. When you arrived back you were greeted by mounds of dead bodies that were scattered across the yard. Trucks and tanks lay abandoned outside the gates. You cautiously checked every walker to identify anyone from your group. You could only pick out one though, the sweet old man who had taken the group in back on the farm. Oh, how you missed those days. Your mind flashed images of Daryl in front of your eyes. Your heart hurt to think of him. There were so many things that could have happened to him. You pushed your thoughts aside as you picked up any remaining guns with ammo and you left the prison for good.

Daryl thought about you every day. When he woke up in the morning, his first thoughts were about you, whether you were alive or dead. The group had just found a community, Alexandria. He wasn’t comfortable there, the people had no idea what they were doing, they weren’t prepared to survive out there. It pissed him off how the group was settling in, going to the parties Deanna would throw and actually making themselves comfortable in their own house. He wished you were with him. You were the only one who understood him and actually helped him to feel wanted.

You had met a guy a few weeks ago. He seemed shady at first, but as he stuck around you got to know him. His name was James. There wasn’t much to tell about him really. You guys didn’t speak too often. You shared a relationship that was based purely on guessing what the other was thinking, and after time you two were experts at reading each other. He would help keep watch when you went to raid a store, or when you were exhausted he would take watch for the night. You two had each other’s backs and it was nice to finally have someone with you after so long on your own.

“I’m gonna go find some lunch or something” you said, getting up from the floor and grabbing your knife which was lodged in the tree.

“You want me to come?” James asked, looking up at you questioningly.

“I’m good, I won’t be too long”

He nodded his head as you turned and walked through the trees. You kept your eye open for anything that moved quickly across the ground. So far you had seen nothing, until you came to an open space. The grass was tall, but through it you were able to see something move. As you squinted your eyes, a smile spread across your face when you realised it was a horse. As cruel as it was to kill it, you were hungry for something more than just berries and cold canned beans. You put your knife in its holder as you grabbed your gun from the back of your jeans. You slowly creeped closer, it wasn’t facing you but any slight sound or movement could scare it away. You were close now, you aimed the gun at its head and let off a shot. It echoed through the air and the horse dropped to the ground, dead. You internally screamed with joy as you ran towards it and pulled out your knife. Just as you were about to start cutting into its flesh you heard a click behind you. You stopped moving immediately and you lifted your hands in the air. You were kneeled down on the floor with your back facing whoever it was, this was not a good situation.

“Drop the knife” the voice mumbled.

You hesitated for a minute but you dropped it to the ground, not wanting to make things any worse.

“Put the weapon down”

You heard another click and you recognised that voice. It was James. Thank god, he was here. You turned your head a little to see the man had dropped his weapon, and your heart nearly stopped when you saw it was a crossbow. It looked identical to Daryl’s, but it was impossible. The chances of that happening were like zero. You quickly stood up, grabbing the gun from your pocket as you turned around and aimed it right at Daryl Dixon.

You froze when you saw him. Your eyes locked together and you could tell he was just as shocked as you were by the way he squinted his eyes. You couldn’t move or think. There was no way he was here right now. You were 100% crazy.

“Shoot him and let’s go (y/n)” James said, shifting from foot to foot, clearly uncomfortable with the situation.

You felt tears start to burn behind your eyes but you blinked them away, standing strong. You lowered your gun and looked at James. “I can’t”

“Fine. I’ll do it”

James took a step back and it took you a second to register what he had just said. “No!” you shouted as James raised his gun. Everything happened in slow motion. James let off a shot but you quickly shot him right in the head. You watched his body slowly drop to the ground, the life had left his eyes as he stared blankly up at the sky. The tears had come back and dropped down your face. You kneeled down next to him and closed his eyes with your hand, saying goodbye to him. You turned back around to see Daryl kneeling next to someone.

“Are you hurt, did he hit you?” you asked, running over to him and the other person.

“Na, he hit Aaron, come on we gotta get him back” He said, grabbing both of Aarons ankles.

“Back where?” you asked, not thinking as you grabbed the man’s wrists and you both hauled him up.



“Stop asking me damn questions and move fast, he’s losing a lot of blood” Daryl snapped.

You looked down at the man who now had a stained shirt, blood drenching his neck and hands.

“Open up, quickly!” Daryl shouted as you approached a gated community. Tall walls blocked out the inside, all you could see was a man standing by the gate.

“Eugene open up the damn gates, now!”

“I can’t, we don’t know her” he said, pointing at you.

“We do, you don’t. Don’t make me ask again”

He hesitated before sliding the gates open and letting you in. You viewed your surroundings as you followed Daryl to wherever he was taking Aaron. You were losing your grip on his wrists but you were approaching a small house. Daryl kicked the door open and you both laid Aaron down on the sofa.

“Olivia?” Daryl shouted. He got no answer. “You wait here, I’m gonna go get Olivia” Daryl said, rushing off before you could even protest.

You awkwardly stood in the middle of the room, your eyes on the door. It seemed like there was no one around but you could never be sure. You kept your hand on the gun in your pocket, just in case.

“He’s in here”

You heard voices outside and you backed up against the wall as Daryl walked in with some lady you didn’t recognise, she was probably the doctor or something. She bent down next to Aaron and ordered Daryl to grab some stuff from her room. Daryl eyed you before going up the stairs, taking them two at a time. You realised that Olivia hadn’t seen you, so you used this opportunity to try and sneak out.

“What the hell is going on?”

You were just about to open the door when someone on the other side burst through it, almost knocking you to your feet. You stared at the familiar faces that crowded outside the house. Rick, Maggie, Glenn, Carol, Carl and Sasha.


Rick spoke first as everyone looked at you with confused and shocked looks on their faces. This was overwhelming. You were starting to panic. You weren’t used to being around so many people, even if you did know them. But that’s the thing, you didn’t know them, not anymore. They definitely must have changed over time, just like you. You started to back away but you bumped into someone. Turning around you saw Daryl, he had just given the supplies to Olivia and now he was staring at you. You turned around again but this time more of the group had walked inside, even some new faces had appeared. Your breathing grew heavy and you were getting hot flushes. You started shaking your head. “I need to go” you choked out, walking to push past the group but Rick placed a hand on your shoulder.

“You’re in no shape to go anywhere.”

“Rick please” you took in a deep breath but that was it. Your airways started to close and you wheezed as you breathed in. The next thing you knew you dropped to the ground and everything went black.

Daryl bit his thumbnail as he stared at you. You lay asleep on a mattress on the floor in his house. He had offered to let you stay with him so that you wouldn’t feel so trapped when you woke up. He always loved watching you sleep, not in a creepy way, but the fact that you were peaceful and vulnerable to the world around you.

You let out a small groan and you turned on your side to see Daryl crouched down and leaning against the wall. You both stared at each other for a minute, unsure of what to say. It was awkward, you had to admit. You guys didn’t exactly leave on a good note and you hadn’t seen each other for ages, you had both definitely changed. You started to sit up but Daryl put his hand on you and slowly pushed you back down.

“You need to rest, your body’s weak”

“I’m fine”

“(Y/n)” there was a warning tone in his voice, one that wasn’t to be messed with. “Olivia checked you over. You haven’t eaten in days and you’re dehydrated, not to mention shocked about what happened to your friend”

He paused for a moment, waiting to see if you’d reply but you didn’t.

“Thanks for that by the way” he added.

“There’s no need to thank me. I’d do it again if I had to” you said coldly.

You both looked at each other but you averted your eyes to the floor, half of you wanting him to go away but the other half wanting to just hug him and embrace him, you wanted it to go back to before.

“I tried lookin’ for ya” he said suddenly, making you raise your eyes to meet his. “Back at the prison, I came back that same day I left, but Rick told me you had gone.”

“I needed to cool off-”

“For a couple of years?” he cut you off, raising his voice a little, making your heart race. “I mean you clearly didn’t wanna be found, you covered your tracks well”

“If I knew I would have gone back sooner!” you tried to defend yourself. You sat up now and you were both at the same level. “You went off with your no-good brother and id had enough!”

“Don’t talk about him like that” he said, his voice was low and he dropped his head, his eyes breaking away from yours.

You wondered why he reacted like that but then you understood. Merle was dead. You dropped your head as well, sad that Daryl had lost his brother but at the same time you knew it was for the best.

“I’m sorry, how did it happen?”

“The Governor. Then I found him, walking around and munching on other people. I had to put him down myself”

You stayed silent, not knowing what to say. Daryl knew how you felt towards Merle and the awkwardness in the room thickened.

“You can say it you know” Daryl spoke up.

“Say what?”

“Everything. That he deserved to die, that he was scum. That even though he was my goddamn brother he was still a bastard!” Daryl’s voice rose and you jumped at his sudden anger.

“I wasn’t even thinking that Daryl!”

“Na I know what you were thinking. You’re glad he’s gone so now I can ‘concentrate on me’! Well screw that (y/n), we aint living in the past no more. He changed!” He said, standing up and you followed him.

“I’m sorry you’re hurting but I wasn’t gonna say that!” you touched his shoulder but he brushed your hand off. He turned away from you, facing the kitchen counter. You moved to the other side of it so you could face him.

“Look at me” you said calmly, your voice soft as to not startle him. “Daryl” you said, this time making him look up. You saw the tears in his eyes that threatened to spill, and for the first time in a long-time Daryl let them roll down his face. The one thing he could never understand was how vulnerable you made him feel. Whenever he was around you he could always let out his deepest and darkest emotions. Even though you both had changed, that’s the one thing that never would. You walked back around and hugged him from the back. You knew how he felt in these moments, weak and defenceless. You wrapped your arms tighter around his body and all his pent-up pain and sadness over Merle washed away, allowing a heavy burden to be lifted from his shoulders.

When Daryl finished letting all his emotions out he turned around to finally face you. “I missed you so damn much”

His words brought tears to your own eyes and you smiled at him. You saw him hesitate before slowly pressing his lips to yours. The sensation took over your whole body. You hadn’t had human contact like this in years, and having it with Daryl made the experience much more pleasurable and emotional. He scooped you up in his arms, bridal style, before bringing you up to his room and he laid you down on the bed. You smiled at him as he slowly kissed up your arm and neck until he reached your lips. You opened your mouth against his and he slid his tongue in, dancing together with yours. As you two were going at it, Daryl was slowly undoing your jeans, sliding them off your body before taking your shirt off as well, leaving you completely naked. Daryl broke away from the kiss to remove his clothing but his lips were soon back on yours and he pulled the covers over you.

Daryl grabbed himself in his hand before sliding his tip against your wet folds, using your juices for lubrication before pushing completely into you. You both moaned at the contact and Daryl kept up a steady pace while he kissed your neck and you pulled at his hair. After a while, you were both nearing your highs. He could feel your walls tightening around him which sent you both into your release, forgetting about all the problems of reality and just enjoying the moment in your bubble together.

Daryl pulled out of you when he was done and he lay besides you, wrapping an arm behind you as you curled up against his body, draping an arm around his chest.

“Never leave me again” he whispered.

“I won’t” you replied, nuzzling your head into his neck.

“You promise?

“I promise.”

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Opportunities | Jughead x Riverdale

Request: Hello, I was wondering if you could do a jughead imagine for me. Where the reader has just given up on herself, but Jug picks her back up. Thank you

A/n: I’m really nervous about posting this. I haven’t written outside of school in a while, meaning for fun and just writing stories. I apologize for my rusty writing, but I still do hope you like it. 

P.s: If you don’t understand it I’m sorry, I started writing at 11 o'clock at night and ended at midnight. This is also my first imagine I ever wrote, EVER.

Originally posted by mieczyslwstilinski

Home wasn’t so big anymore. Ever since you were little you looked at the town like it was made out of magic. You still believe do to this very day, but you soon grew tired. Seeing the same faces, shops, lights, everything.

You still love the town of Riverdale, but you knew it too well. It was home, it was comfort, you were growing tired of that. Of course, you could never grow tired of your friends and family, but it was tiring.

You’ve always felt trap in thw small town, but there was a glimmer of hope. You were a photographer, an artist, you had talent. This summer you left your boyfriend and friends to shake this town while doing a photography class in New York.

They liked you so much, they gave you an application to sign up for the school. One problem, you have to send them photos. How is that a problem, you may ask. Maybe because you took all the best pictures with you to New York and this town had nothing interesting to photograph.

Their is Jason’s death, but you found that disrespectful and you were friends with Cheryl. Now you were sat with your friends at Pop’s looking through your camera roll. “Y/n what’s wrong? Archie just took your milkshake and you didn’t even notice.”

“I need to get out of this town, and I need to get out fast.” You looked at your friends, noticing the expression on their faces. “I didn’t mean it like that, I love you guys, but this is a once in a lifetime opportunity.”

“And it’s already slipping away.” Of course, their was a dead line, that was just your luck. You had till Monday which is two days away to send your application or you were stuck.

“Just breath, everything will be okay at the end. You have talent y/n, maybe you won’t get this opportunity, but with a talent like yours there is always another chance.” You looked at Archie like her was crazy, poking the side of his face making sure it was actually him.

“Who are you? And what did you do with Archie?” The group laughed, while you snap a picture. Archie was right, maybe you won’t get this one, but this isn’t the only opportunity out there.

Your boyfriend, sitting across from you has stayed quiet. Typing away on his computer, as always. He had so much passion just writing his novel, you just had to take a picture. 

“You didn’t,” he stopped typing when he heard the snap of the camera. You could tell he was trying to be mad, but who could be mad at you. “You mad JJ,” reaching out for his beanie.

he just laughed it off and continued writing. Not yet looking at the picture you have taken, you pick uo the camera and appreciate you boyfriend’s features. 

The night has come to an end and the gang has decided to walk you home. You were a little bit behind everyone else, taking pictures of everything and anything. Just because this town was small, does not mean it was beautiful.

You looked up at your four friends and snapped a picture. They were joking around, not caring for the world. You remembered those days, where you thought the small town of Riverdale was huge.

You never wanted to leave the town, but that soon came to an end. You were probably took the best pictures in this town. You started taking pictures since you were three or four.

The first picture you ever took was a picture of your parents, you stole your mom’s phone and snapped a picture. The two were laughing, it had alot of meaning to you. 

“Y/n/n catch up, we don’t have all night” Veronica yelled. You jogged up to them and locked hands with Jug. Walking home with your friends, not taking pictures, just enjoying the moment.


It was now Monday and you have given up on that opportunity. Remembering what Archie said, “there is always another chance.” You haven’t told your parents though, you had no pictures.

Throughout the weekend you only took pictures of your friends, nothing exciting about that. A sudden burst came through your door, “we’re so excited for you y/n, we know this though, so we are letting you stay home and work on your application.” 

“Uh, thanks mom. I appreciate it,” your mom gave you a sweet smile before leaving the room. You wanted to make your parents proud and mostly get out of this town, but you had no pictures.

You decided to give up on the opportunity when you were at Pop’s - you heard a knock from your window disturbing you from your thoughts. You looked to see Jughead waiting for it to be opened. So that’s what you did.

“I wanna help you with your application,” he said hopping in. That’s when it hit you the hardest. There are many opportunities, but you didn’t even bother to try. You given up on the idea hoping there would be more opportunities, but could you really wait that long?

Wait that long to escape this town, look at it from a three year olds eyes and it’s huge. Grow up, explore and you will notice there is a deadend. You looked at Jughead, a loook that can only say disappointment.

He knew straight away, he’s known you for too long not to know. “I’m a writer, I always have my laptop around to type my thoughts out. To check what I’m doing, but with you I don’t need to check and edit what I’m going to say.”

He sat you down and held your hand “you are the most talented person I know, if you didn’t do this, you could still have opportunities waiting for you. But this school would be missing out on the most talented person I know, and that says alot cause have you looked at my writing.”

You laughed at your boyfriend’s ego, “point is, you have talent opportunities will be handed to you. No question, but how long are you willing to wait.” It sounded more like a statement then a question.

He knew the only way to make you happy was getting out of this town, “I wanna say a little more, but you know I can’t lie to you.” Looking into your boyfriend’s eyes, “show me your pictures.”

So that’s what you did all day, look throught your pictures, yet you found nothing. “Don’t lose hope, we will find something,” you looked throught your pictures again, but nothing has popped out to you. 

“Do you have anything else?” 

“I have some from this weekend, but they aren’t the best.”

You showed through the pictures from your camera, mostly of your friends. Most of them either deep in thought or laughing. It was not your best, it was a little blurry and it just didn’t look pleasing.

You admired the picture though, the faces your friends made, not knowing you were taking their pictures…

THATS IT! Their are other opportunities, but you started taking pictures for a reason. You loved that the smallest things ment something, so big and real. That’s why you started photography, not to get out of this town or make others proud. 

Right away, you pushed Jug away from your laptop and started the application. You insert the pictures, you just needed to do the description of the pictures. “Do you need help?” 

“Usually I would say yes, because of your writing skills, but I gotta give them something real.”