p please put back your clothes

That Makes Six...Again

Note: I suggest you read the other youngest Shelby’s to better understand whats going on

Nothing’s been the same for a while. After the incident with the cocaine, you haven’t touched drugs since. But the whole teenage rebellion phase hasn’t stopped. You and Michael were close now too, Polly splitting her time between you and him. Which was nice considering Grace had sneaked her way back into your brothers life.

Saying you hated Grace was an understatement. You couldn’t remember a time where Tommy was as sad as the day she left him in Birmingham and he came to find out she was married. It left him dead inside, much like he was when he came back from the war, and you hated Grace for causing it all. He’d busy himself with work to clear his mind of her, which meant you rarely got to see him. There was a long expanse of time where you and your brother didn’t talk, you and him always leaving the house at opposite times. You hung around with Finn a lot, and Michael and Isaiah. You had the time to drink more, which you felt like you needed since your relationship with your brother was straining, resulting in a couple drunken nights home with, who else, but Henry. You’d told Ada about it but no one else, and while she was helpful it wasn’t the same as telling Tommy.

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just-a-small-drew  asked:

I am in desperate need of part 3 of your 707 and MC drama fanfic

Author’s note: WARNING: minor spoilers for 707′s route I PROMISE I’LL RESOLVE THIS WITH FLUFF IN PART FOUR aka the last part!! also I’m super tired so sorry for any grammar/ spelling mistakes ♥ Confused? here’s part 1 and part 2

Part 3

Damn, my head hurts like crazy.

Seven sat up in his bed and pinched the bridge of his nose. When he pulled the covers off, he felt an unfamiliar breeze.

What the hell? Where my pants? I must have-

“Good morning sleepy head!”

He looked up and rubbed his eyes, grabbing his glasses.


She scoffed, placing a hand on her hip. “With all you had to drink last night, I’m surprised you remember me, Saeyoung.”

“Yeah, I-wait. How the hell do you know my real name?”

She bent down and picked up his pants, tossing them in his direction. “Last night was fun. Let’s do it again sometime.”

“Last night? Shit, did we-”

“You’ll have to figure that out for yourself. See you around, Sae-I mean, Seven.”

She winked, and walked out of his bedroom, closing the door behind her.


Seven scrambled to put his pants on, attempting to walk and pull them up at the same time. When he finally buttoned his jeans and opened his bedroom door, she was already gone.

“DAMN IT!” Seven kicked an empty Dr. Pepper can across the room. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and turned to go back to his room, when something caught his eye.

Is that… her bra?

He approached the undergarment, carefully picking it up. His hand clenched in a fist around it as he repeatedly he hit his forehead.



He stopped and looked at his door. Maybe she came back?


Seven jogged over to the door and cracked it wide enough to see who it was.

You saw the edge of his glasses peak out from behind the door. “Seven?”

“M-MC, what are you doing here?”

“…I just came to see how you were.”

You gave him your best ‘I’m trying not to yell at you’ smile.

Seven glanced back at his messy living room. “I wasn’t expecting any… visitors.”

You bit your lip. “So I’m a visitor at my own house now?”

He swung open the door. “You’re right… sorry.”

“That’s okay,” you sighed, “it was-”

You stopped mid-sentence when you saw what he was holding. Seven furrowed his brows. What is she staring at?

He followed your line of sight until he was staring at his own hand. No, not his hand.

The bra.

Seven’s eyes widened, and he dropped the the article of clothing. “MC, It’s not-”



Seven put a hand against his burning cheek. “No-”


He felt his eyes start to water. “I’m sor-”


 “P-please, just-”

“Calm down? Is that what you were going to say? Or were you just going to tell me that you never loved me again?”

Seven took in a big breath. “That’s not true, MC.”

Rolling your eyes, you gestured to the bra by his feet. “Well, actions speak louder than words.”

The two of you stared at each other in silence. When you finally had enough, you sighed.

“Goodbye, Seven.”

With that, you turned on your heel and left your ex-boyfriend standing alone in his door way. He watched as you walked away before slamming the door shut. He slid down it and buried his head in his knees. I have to find Mimi. I need her to tell me what the hell happened that night.

“Did you get it?”

Mimi chuckled. “Of course I got it. It was wayyy too easy!!!”

“Good. Now all that’s left is to go to the house.”

Seven was working like a mad man. 

On one monitor, he was running a search for anyone within 50 miles named “Mina” or “Mimi,” on another, he was analyzing the security tapes from the bar they were at last night, and on his last one, he was scanning to see if any files had been tampered with while he was sleeping.

However, he wasn’t paying attention to any of the screens; his focus was on his phone.

“Hey, MC, I know this is my 12th voicemail, but I really need you to call me back. Please. I love you.”

Seven sighed, running his hands through his hair. Why do I hurt the people I love? What the hell is wrong with me?

He shook his head and dialed your number again.

“Are you serious?”

You nodded, unable to get a word in between your sobs.

Jaehee wrapped her arm around you, giving you a tight squeeze.

“He’s gonna pay for this,” Zen growled.

Jaehee sighed before standing up.

“W-Where are you g-going?”

She grabbed her car keys off the table. “I’m just gonna head over to Seven’s and give him a little… talk.”

“Count me in,” Zen spat.

He walked out the front door, leaving you and Jaehee alone. “Stay safe, okay MC?”


“We’ll be back soon.”

She turned around and followed Zen, locking the door behind her.

Oh great, alone with my thoughts. This should be fun.

“Total file(s) that have been exported in the last 24 hours: 1”

The noise of his computer made Seven jump. He set down his phone and turned around to look at the screen. I haven’t exported anything in the past three days…

Quickly, Seven searched up the tampered file.

RFA ► Personal Address ► Jaehee Kang

What the hell? Why would Mimi look up where Jaehee lives? It’s not like-

His eyes widened.


“Jaehee, could you drive any slower?”

“I’m driving the speed limit!!”

Zen crossed his arms. “At this rate, we aren’t-”

He was cut off when he saw Seven’s car zooming past them.

“What the hell? Was that Seven?”

Jaehee rolled her eyes. “I wouldn’t know, I was too busy keeping an eye on the road.”

“You’re such a boring driver!!”

“At least I’m better than Jumin.”

Eww, don’t even mention that stupid trust fund kid.”

“Whatever… I’m just going to keep driving to Seven’s. It probably wasn’t him anyways.”

But it was.


Seven sped through traffic, passing cars left and right. When he pulled into Jaehee’s driveway, he realized her car wasn’t there. Where the hell did she go?

Quickly, he turned his car off and got out, jogging toward the front door. He turned the knob. It’s unlocked?

“MC, it’s Seven, I’m coming in!”

Slowly, he walked through the door and into Jaehee’s house.


“Well, would you look at that?”

Seven whipped his head around. “Mimi? Where’s MC? I swear-”

“Don’t worry, lover boy, she’s with a friend of mine.”

He heard someone behind him clear their throat.

“Hello, Saeyoung.”

The hacker froze. I know that voice…


Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning?

Originally posted by interstellarturner

piercethealyssa:  Can you do a brendon urie smut where you flirt with dallon and brendon gets mad and he takes you to a room backstage and fucks you rough.

A/N: my hips hurt for some reason? also this one is short but it might be my fave

as always gif credit to the owner

“So yeah, that’s the story behind my head getting stuck in a toilet full of alcohol and my feet in a cake..” Dallon finished his story with a slight chuckle, and a tinge of red gracing his cheeks. By the end of the story you had tears rolling down your cheeks and snorts echoing out. You placed your hand on his hip to steady yourself as you doubled over to clench your aching stomach. 

Before you could launch into the questions you had forming into your mind, you felt your arm being violently pulled, your laughter instantly silenced as you jerk your head in the direction of your arm. “Ow, fuck, Brendon, you’re hurting me!” You state and you feel his grip lessen, nevertheless, he still has a grip on you. 

Before you can protest, he drags you into his dressing room, him following suit, “Dude, what the fuck!?” You screamed, holding your arm. “I can ask you the same!” Confusion crossed you, “What?” Anger only fills his deep brown eyes, “You fucking flirting with Dallon!” You scoffed, “You think that was flirting? I’ll fucking show you flirting!” You spat back, just before you tried to leave his room, he grabbed you and pushed you up against the wall, “No. You. Wont. You’re mine.

Before any word could slip out of your mouth he attacked your neck with harsh open mouthed kisses. An involuntary moan slipped out when he moved to your ear and started sucking, a shiver was propelled down your spine when he whispered “And I’ll fucking show you.” He unbuttoned your jeans and jerked them down, leaving a trail of hickies down your neck, to your stomach and eventually he reached the spot you wanted him most. 

You felt his hands against your butt and a forceful push slid you farther up against the wall. “Put your legs on my shoulders.” Brendon dictated, and you happily compelled, “You’re already so fucking wet, and all for who?” He rasped out, “You, baby, all for you.”  He started sucking at your thighs, the scratch of his unshaven face only making you wetter, “That’s right, baby, all for me. Not for Dallon.” And with that you felt a finger protrude into you, surprising you and making you gasp out. His warm tongue slid up to your clit, flicking your clit gratification slipping through you in the form of a satisfied groan. Brendon continued his pleasurable assault until your chest was heaving and gasping for air. 

Your hands roamed Brendon’s head once he finally found your g-spot, your moans were getting louder and louder the faster and longer you went. The tension rising in your stomach kept rising, the thread you were holding onto was thinning, and then it broke when you felt Brendon moan into you. Your body clenched around Brendon’s fingers as your vision went black. 

Brendon took your shaking legs in his arms and threw you on the couch, he quickly removed his clothes along with yours. Your patience was withering  by the time he climbed on top of you, “Brendon, please, fuck me.” Your voice thick with anticipation, before he could say anything he was already pushing into you. Brendon was the biggest you ever had, and you never got used to it. Slowly he began to thrust, trying to build the moment. Finally he quickened his pace, both of your hips colliding forcefully as he found your g-spot, “Fucking hell, Brendon.” You screamed out, he smirked and enthralled his fingers in your hair, tugging at it lightly. 

“You’re so fucking tight, and wet, fuck.” He breathed out, your orgasm growing by the second. With your eyes screwed shut, and your boyfriend pounding you into his couch, he dragged his hand down to your clit, only drawing you closer to your pique, he slammed into your g-spot one finally time that threw you over your edge. The moans that filled the room were more like screams as Brendon finally met his pique. Raspy moans releasing from him, louder than before as he filled you with his cum. 

You and Brendon both smiled at each other as you put your clothes back on. “Maybe I should flirt with Dallon.” He chuckled, “Try me.” When y'all exited his dressing room Dallon and Kenny were laughing, “Damn, B, I didn’t know you were that jealous.” “‘Brendon, please…’” Kenny mocked and you grew embarrassed, “Shove it." 

Um hey, Gumball right?


Do you happen to know where your mother placed my clothes

“No idea, she has a habit of hiding stuff well”

Well do you think you can get me some other clothes in the mean time.

“Hmm, Ya I think I can. Come up stairs to my office”

Your office?

This looks more like a room then an office…

“Just stay there for a moment I have something perfect for you”

“Hey, I was wondering why do you painted on underwear?”

Let’s just say I made many bad choices in my life. This is one of them…

“Oh, ok”



“The clothes off my own back. Don’t worry I have more”

P-Put your clothes back on, y-you can’t just do that in front of a stranger you never met before.

“You know my mom, thus your not a stranger”

It doesn’t work like that…Just.

Please put your clothes back on….

“Ok, ok I got something even better then this”

“Can you hold on a moment”

You said that the last time, and frankly, I’m scared too look.

“How about this?”

Is that your mothers?


Did you take it off from her?

“No, I grabbed one from her room.”

“Why would I ever do something like that, shes my mother. Jeez lady your weird”

Look at the pot calling the kettle black… Just hand it over if you please.

anonymous asked:

Both teams going lingerie shopping with their girlfriend (and if it's not too much, a reaction to them modeling it?)

(oh my)

Makoto: It takes a lot of convincing before he even goes inside. He knows how much he stands out in the crowd and keeps staring at the ground with a bright red face. When he sees her modeling it he squeaks a little and looks away in case he would embarrass her. “O-Oh, it… it looks really nice on you.”

Haruka: He’d need to be dragged in there by force, and even after that he’s still looking everywhere except her since he’s never been in one of these before. He’d look away with red ears when she asks how she looks. “…You look fine. Just put on some clothes." 

Nagisa: He’s not too embarrassed at all; he does know what a bra looks like because of his sisters and would have way too much fun holding up sets for her to see. "I think this would suit you perfectly!” His eyes light up when she steps out with it on. “Uwaaa! ___-chan, you’re so pretty!”

Rei: He wouldn’t be able to believe he’s even inside such a store, and be groaning under his breath about how embarrassing the situation is. (It doesn’t help when employees start giggling at his mortified face.) He shrieks when she pulls the curtain open and flings his jacket on her to cover her up immediately. “W-What do you think you’re doing?!”

Rin: He keeps grumbling with a face as red as his hair the whole time as she’s pulling on his hand to get him to go into the shop. “Seriously, I didn’t have to come in with you for this…” He’s antsy and keeps fidgeting around, impatient to leave until he sees her and his jaw drops. “Y-Yeah, fine, you look fine, n-now get dressed and we can get the hell out of here!”

Sousuke: The quietest of the boys but still just as embarrassed, nobody would be able to miss the faint red on his face while he covers his mouth with a hand and looks away while his girlfriend is picking up various pieces of lingerie. When she shows him, he blinks quickly and scratches the back of his head. “I… Yeah. Yeah, I like it.”

Nitori: He might just pass out the second he sets foot into the store, and he’d need her to hold his hand as they go in so he doesn’t trip over people’s feet and knock things off shelves (which would result in him blushing even harder and half teary-eyed.). He’d shoot up straight when she tries something on, and cover his eyes. “P-Please put your clothes back on!”

Seijuurou: He’s more confused than anything, but he gets used to the shop and its atmosphere after a few minutes of her showing him around. Everything is so frilly and lacy that he actually laughs and tries to suggest a few, showering his girlfriend in compliments as he does so. His eyes widen and he nods approvingly when she tries it on. “Ooh, that does look great on you after all! I knew it." 

Momotarou: It’s nearly too much for his poor brain to handle, and the steam would probably be visible from how hot his cheeks are. He keeps staring at everything with bewildered, curious eyes and poking at some of the padding on the bras. "Garter? Bandeau? What the heck are those?” He almost faints when she tries on a set and almost tackles her right back into the changing room. 

Preferences #53 Cute moment caught by his parent

‘You’re so cute.’ Calum said, moving his hand towards your cheek. He smiled, leaning towards your lips. He was about to kiss you, when you moved your head back. So his face fell forward into thin air.
You laughed, as he moved back so he was sitting up staring at you. ‘That was mean.’ He said, pouting.
‘I’m sorry.’ you said, giving him puppy eyes. He smiled, signalling that he had got over it.
‘It okay.’ He said, moving closer to you. Putting his hands on top of yours. You quickly glanced down, wondering what he was doing.
He swiftly moved his hands towards your body, letting then tickle you. Erupting with laughter, you waved your hands around trying to stop him.
‘P-please stop!’ You said, out of breath. He carried on.
‘What was that? I couldn’t hear you!’ He said, making himself laugh. You heard a door shut, looking towards the noise you see Calum’s mum standing there. A smile on her face.
Calum’s topped when he saw his mum, slowly sitting back. You stayed silent, concentrating on not giggling.
‘You two are so cute.’ She said, putting some clothes in Calum’s floor before walking out.
You looked towards Calum, bursting out laughing. Finally letting him kiss your lips.

‘Luke.’ You whined, but he ignored you. ‘Luke!’ you said louder. But still he sat there. He was only in a playful strop, but it was still annoying you. Moving closer to him, you pushed him slightly.
It was only gentle, but it got his attention. ‘Are you being violent with me?’ He joked, turning to his side so he was facing you fully. You pushed him again, annoying him.
‘Are you going to talk to me now?’ You asked. He shook his head, crossing his arms. you both were acting like children.
‘You two are such kids.’ His mum said, making you jump. You put your hand over your chest, turning your head slowly.
‘You scared us!’ Luke said, she smiled holding up her phone.
‘Ive got a cute video of you now!’ She cheered, before walking out. You turned to Luke, ‘Your mother is so sneaky,’ You said.
‘But we are cute.’ He said, kissing your lips.

‘I love you.’ You murmured against Ashton’s lips. You could feel the smile grow on his face.
‘Well good job I love you too.’ He said, his words not totally clear. You moved, so that you were more comfortable. You were sitting on his lap, your arms wrapped round his neck.
You stretched your legs out, crossing them over. You two were sitting on his bed, eyes open, nose touching. You studied his eyes, the happiness in them. The colour, everything.
‘What are you thinking about?’ He asked, leaning his head back a bit.
‘I was just admiring your eyes.’ You said moving your head back to. Putting your arms by your side.
‘Ashton!’ Your father called out, the door opened and he walked in.
‘Hey dad.’ You said, Ashton quickly got up. Standing up.
‘I heard you two.’ your dad said. Your eyes widened slightly, ‘You really are in love.’ he said before walking out.

Your hands were intertwined with Michael. You two were dancing round his room, music was low but you were laughing over it.
‘You really can’t dance.’ you said, looking down at his feet. ‘Look! You’re rubbish!’ You laughed.
‘Well I’m sorry I’m not a professional!’ He said,
‘Neither am I!’ You said, removing your hands from his, and placing them on his shoulder and on eon his waist.
‘Where do I put my hands?’ He asked, moving them.
‘I don’t know! I’ve only seen people doing this from the movies!’ You said, giggling.
‘Well, somehow I am uploading this on the line.’ Someone said, you turned to see Michael mum and dad standing there.
‘On the line?’ Michael asked.
‘The internet.’ You laughed, leaning your head on Michaels chest.

anonymous asked:

kagami's goal for his 2nd year is too ambitious and he doesn't achieve it (smthing like winning inter-high since i think it said somewhere in extra game that seirin lost) and so riko makes him confess naked to his crush who is kaijo's basketball team manager (and kise's friend) and the team is in the middle of practice when he has to do it?


Kagami has never known embarrassment until Riko-senpai actually made him do the challenge. Maybe he had been overconfident and overambitious but dammit, he had big dreams and he was ready for them.

But apparently, he wasn’t ready enough for the next Winter Cup. Yep, Seirin lost and what the hell was he supposed to do now?

Riko came to the gym, snipping scissors excitedly and grinning that seemingly innocent, but ready to kill smile. “Ka-ga-mi-kun.” She singsonged. “Since you didn’t meet your standards this year. Better get ready.”

His heart nearly stopped. “You don’t mean.”

“Oh yes,” her eyes blazed with excitement.

You had just finished classes and entered the gym to find a ruckus. Kise bounded over to you with sparkling eyes and that sinister smile you rarely ever saw painted on his face. “___-chi! ___-chi! Do you want to see something interesting?”

Raising an eyebrow, your eyes flew to where the boys had parted like the Red Sea. That was when you saw the familiar red mop of hair. Shirtless. No, wait. Your eyes widened when you saw that nothing else was covering him aside from a textbook someone had thrown at him. Kise burst out laughing again while the others seemed too scared to laugh at the already fuming, huge-ass guy.

“Uh, Kagami. What are you doing here?” You wanted to ask why he was naked but you figured you’d rather not know.

His face flushed even redder if that was possible. He cleared his throat, shifting around on his bare feet. The breeze was hitting his ass and every inch of his exposed skin. He had goosebumps all over his body. Dammit, senpai. Riko was outside the whole time, snickering with Hyuuga and Kuroko. “I uh—have something to tell you.”

“I think you better tell me fast before you get sick in that… getup.”

Kise laughed again, throwing his arm around your shoulders, grinning up at Kagami. “Yes, Kagamichi, do tell us what you’re here for.”

“Shut up, Kise.” He growled. Kagami didn’t even want to approach you out of embarrassment and instead ducked his head, praying to God that he would still have his pride and dignity — oh what the hell. He lost it the moment he entered Kaijou grounds. “I lost the challenge Riko-senpai gave us in the beginning of the year so I have to confess to my crush.” He started. “Naked.”

Kise launched into another round of laughter. You didn’t know how he still had the capacity to laugh. “Alright, and why are you here?”

Kagami took a deep breath and looked up to the ceilings as if hoping that something, anything, would come to help him. Oh, who was he kidding? Nobody was going to help. So might as well get it over with. “Because I like you,” he blurted out.

Everyone went silent.

One second.


“What?” You blinked in confusion.

Kagami took a deep breath, “You’re my crush. I like you. That’s why I’m here. Naked. Right now.”

Your mouth formed an ‘o’ in understanding, followed by Kise’s cheering and then the others too. You turned completely beet red. You’d been crushing on Kagami for months now, ever since you first met up with him with Kise at Maji Burger. He was cute and shy despite his tough exterior. Since then, the Kaijou team has been teasing you nonstop about this. You groaned and stepped up to him, biting your bottom lip, “I like you too.”

His red eyes lit up a brilliant ruby. “Really?”

“Yeah,” you nodded.

“Oh thank God.” He breathed a sigh of relief.

Then you stepped up to him and leaned in close. Kagami’s heart thudded loudly in his chest, wondering what you were going to do. You leaned close to his ear and whispered, “Could you please get dressed now because—“

That was when he heard it. “KYAAAA, IS THAT KAGAMI-KUN FROM SEIRIN?! He’s got such a cute butt!” Whispers and excited squeals flooded the gym. “Oh my God, he’s so hot!”

Kagami blushed even harder.

“Yeah, I don’t want anyone else looking at your cute butt.” You teased.

“R-Right. I’ll go p-put some clothes on.”

“Great. And then we can meet up at Maji Burger later. Is that okay?”

He couldn’t hold back his excited grin, “More than okay.”