part 2 of this scene coming soon!

A-Typical April

Originally posted by seekingakumas

Hey guys! It is almost time to celebrate A-typical April ^_^ A chance for all of us to give some love and appreciation to the less popular and celebrated things in the ML universe! There is so much about this show that is great other than just our adorable love square, and while we are still on Hiatus I thought it would be good to take some time and focus on that. ^_^  (This does not mean no Adrien or Marinette, just that the focus of all the works should be on something other than the Love Square.) 

For A-typical April I will be providing a series of both Weekly themes and Daily prompts that you can follow. (And will even have one of those fun visual calendars as well.

Now you CAN do art or fics or gifs or anything else following the weekly or daily prompts (and you certainly don’t have to do all of them!), OR you can show support by finding and kudos and reblogging other people’s works! Take a minute to look through the tags at some Tom and Sabine art, or share a link to a great Julerose or Ninoir fic. So many great non-lovesquare works get glossed over, and this is a wonderful chance to take the time and appreciate them! This show has so many amazing aspects to it that make it what it is. 

Anyways: For now Here is a list of the weekly themes! (Daily Calendar coming soon!)

Week 1: Friendship- There are so many amazing friendships on this show we could honestly spend a whole month just talking about that. 

Week 2: Love- As much as the Love square is great, let’s take some time to appreciate some of the other pairings in this fandom, there is no small list to chose from 

Week 3: Villains- This can include all the akumas, the troublesome adults lurking around (may or may not be plotting an Andre Bourgeois drabble for this week) or even some love for our resident butterfly enthusiast. After all without the villains, we wouldn’t have much of a plot now would we? 

Week 4: Daily Life- we all love the magic and the action scenes, but part of what is fun about this show is the regular day to day interactions between the characters. We get just as excited to see Marinette win a videogame contest as we do to see her face off against an actual giant robot!

That’s it for A-Typical April part 1! Part 2 Coming soon. (AKA probably tonight) 

If you want to participate please feel free to like and reblog this post- also use the following tag-        #MLAtypical  #Atypical April

That way people can track the event! 

justpercyjacksonthings  asked:

How can I get my motivation back? I used to be able to say that I love writing, but recently it's become more of a "I love the //thought// of writing." I have no problem with coming up with ideas in my head, creating characters, creating scenes, but as soon as I'm at home on my laptop, writing is literally the last thing on my list of things I'd like to do.

Hi! I totally understand the feeling! Here are some tips:

1. Make writing part of your schedule. Dedicate time specifically for it. ♡This is what helps me most♡

2. Give yourself small goals, like writing 200 words.

3. Get comfortable. Wear pajamas. Play music. Eat food. (Associate writing with good things)

4. Dive into the best parts of what you want to write. Skip the filler stuff. Hopefully, this can get you in the right headspace.

5. Put your phone in another room, so you aren’t constantly checking it and procrastinating.

6. If need be, go back to the old notebook and pen.

7. Bring a notebook around with you, so you can write whenever you’re inspired throughout the day. Getting a notes app on your phone might be more accessible.

8. Change the place where you are writing at. Go outside perhaps.

9. But make sure that where you are writing is peaceful or distraction free.

10. It’s totally okay to reward yourself after writing with a hot bath, a piece of candy, whatever makes you happy.

I hope this could help!

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Part 3 (Part 1 HERE and Part 2 HERE.)


With self-awareness comes self-unwinding. Although, I can promise that Dean isn’t going to feel any better any time soon and this comic is officially gonna get juicy in the next update waZZUP. Also yeah, Cas will give him the flower soon too.

Holy guacamole this update was like pulling teeth!! Oooo I’d love to animate a scene like this a lot more, especially with all the body language! (Also, to those who pay attention–no…Dean’s not turning into a vamp or whatever.)

To be continued in part 4!!!

Also some people wanted to be notified when a new update shows up so if you did, it’s tagged below! :DD

Keep reading



One of you guys asked me to draw a scene from a certain fan fiction (I see someone likes more angst), so I decided to do it and tweak it up a little.

Also please read the story if you have time! — >

I love you guys so much so I’m sorry for cutting onions here. I promise to make some fluff soon!


m a s t e r l i s t


  • ♥ - fluff
  • ♠ - smut
  • ♦ - angst
  • ♣ - supernatural/fantasy
  • M - mature themes (such as smut or violence)

Check out my updates page to see what is coming next! | For fic recs and writing tips, visit my side blog.

Take It Out On Me | 3 | 4 | [coming soon] | ♠ ♦ | BTS | Hoseok x reader x Yoongi | M | cheating; language; explicit sex scenes | When your boyfriend neglects you one too many times, you can only turn to his best friend for comfort

Part 1 | Part 2 by @btsfiles

Folie à Deux | 1 | [coming soon] |  ♠ ♦ | BTS | Jungkook x female OC x Yoongi | M | language; explicit sex scenes | If sex becomes a chore, maybe it’s time for therapy

Belong: ♠ ♣ | Yoongi x reader | M |  Reader discretion is advised | language; violence | He belongs to you

The Age of Blossoms: ♥ | Hoseok x multiple OCs | Spring was special

The Ballad of the Peachy Villain | ♥  | Jimin x reader | You hate Jimin for no apparent reason

Red With Love | ♥ ♠ ♣ | Hoseok x reader | light smut | All the colours slowly fade

Please | ♠ | Taehyung x reader | M | hardcore smut: dom!Taehyung; degradation kink; mentions of watersports; anal play | Be a good girl for Sir…

Updated on: 13.06.2017

@deneebenton: #anactorprepares Our pre Act 2 ritual using the strong dramaturgical text of Usher’s “U Make me Wanna” to get me into the emotional psyche of Natasha and her love triangle. @joshgroban on the beat, me and @courtneeeeyyb on vocals, @emmaath on the Camera- #mixtape coming soon. Never learning all the words is a vital part of the ritual (come on, you never knew what usher was sayin on that part either)

Creep Part 2

Author: @surpeme-bean

Summary: Dylan and y/n get in a fight and then someone breaks in the apartment

Pairing: Y/n + Dylan

Words: 2,343 or so, I changed some stuff

Warnings: there’s a fight scene and more cursing, nothing too intense, also anxiety is kinda depicted

A/N: y’all were too nice with part one, so here’s part two. I was surprised that anyone read part one tbh. This is where it starts getting weird, but don’t worry because it gets worse. Get ready for the emotional rollercoaster  lolll                 Special thanks: to everyone for reading part one!!!! You guys are amazing and I love you all so much, bless all your souls. You guys are so awesome, I hope you all have an amazing day/night.

masterlist coming soooon

Things you should know from Part One: Dylan just accused y/n of cheating on him


Why would he accuse me of cheating on him?

My face was covered in disbelief

“No? Why would you think that?” I was so confused

Why would you say you trust me only to accuse me of lying right after??

“Well who was that guy? That you were talking to? That you hugged goodbye?” His voice breaking, like he was about to cry

“Ethan? He’s in my english class! We started talking at the end of class because we got paired up for a project.” I raised my voice unintentionally, “I can’t believe you’d accuse me of cheating because I hugged him. Even after telling me how much you trust me. Jesus christ Dylan, you can’t just shut down every time I hug another guy. And you can’t accuse me of cheating just because I hugged him!”

Dylan just looked at me in disbelief, his eyes glossing over.

“Is that it then? You’re just gonna accuse me of cheating every time I interact with another guy? Since you’re so worried about me cheating on you and lying to you, we exchanged phone numbers so we could work on our project!”

My anger grew and grew until I couldn’t contain it.

“You’re such a fucking child” I muttered to myself

I went back to the coffee table and grabbed my bag, closing my laptop and shoving it in my bag. I grabbed the keys and left. I sat in the driver’s seat of our car and texted my best friend about what just happened. I drove to her house in hopes of feeling better.


I watched silently as y/n collected her things.

Why the fuck did I say anything?

“Are you cheating on me?” wow great opening line, you should’ve just asked her who it was instead of asking that.

I couldn’t help but let my thoughts take over, leading me to the conclusion that y/n was really cheating on me because why else would she get so defensive and angry at me.

But she loves you why would she do that to you? She wouldn’t and you know it.

I was battling my own thoughts not knowing which side to believe. I wanted to believe that she wasn’t cheating on me, I knew she wasn’t cheating on me.

But what if she is? English class is just a cover, she told you they exchanged numbers for a project but what if it’s for more than a project. You saw the way she hugged him, the way she laughed with him, the way he looked at her. There was no way that he’s just “ethan from english”

It felt like my head was splitting in two.

She’s not cheating on you with “ethan from english” because that’s all he is. They’re just friends. She loves  you. She’s not gonna risk you for some other guy. She even told you they just started talking today at the end of class.

I decided to take a shower, I couldn’t deal with my thoughts anymore. I was ripping myself apart.

I turned  on the water, letting the steam engulf the bathroom. I undressed leaving my clothes in a pile on the floor. As I stepped in the shower, memories came flooding back of y/n. I remembered all the showers we took together. I remembered how amazing it was to be at a grocery store because she was there with me. I realized how much she must hate me right now.

You fucked up.

I didn’t know how to fix this. I didn’t know where she went. All I could was wait for her to come home so I could apologize. I did trust her and I loved her more than anyone. I struggled with the thought that I just ruined something so perfect. I let the water wash away all my insecurities and bad thoughts.

I turned off the water and began to dry my body with the nearest towel. I wrapped the towel around my waist and picked my clothes up from the floor, heading back to the bedroom. I tossed my clothes into an old hamper filled to the brim with dirty clothes. I got dressed but I heard noises come from the main room. I quickly threw a shirt on and quietly opened the bedroom door. I crept down the hallway as the noises got louder and more rushed.

The door was locked, if it was y/n she’d be watching some show on the tv, and the tv isn’t on. Whoever was in the kitchen broke in somehow.

I quickly made up a plan in my head. I hid behind a chair idly placed in the living room, trying to scale up the man in my kitchen. He was significantly bigger than I was and looked to be stronger.

The man turned around like he was looking for something. I ducked my head behind the back of the chair that was currently the only reason I was still breathing. He headed down the hallway and I knew this was my only chance to attack. I leaped from my position and tackled him, half expecting him to put me down, but he collapsed under my weight.

“Dude, what the fuck” he let out in a sigh

I was taken aback at how quickly he fell and him calling me dude.

“Who are you?” I asked instantly feeling like more and more masculine by the second, I’d only taken one self defense class, I thought of myself as weak and yet here I was.

“Can you get off me, please? I’m not here for you.” he breathed out, gasping for air

“No, and who are you here for?”

“Y/n. I’m here for her, where is she?”

“Not here. What the fuck makes you think you can just let yourself in my apartment?” I asked with genuine curiosity, “ and who the fuck are you? What do you want with my girlfriend?”

“Shit, you must be Dylan. I’m Ethan.” he said nonchalantly, as if he didn’t just break into my home. “I didn’t expect you to be here”

The fact that he was acting like everything was cool between us, was weird. Why was he looking for y/n? How did he find out where we lived? What was he doing here? His body struggled under mine, and I eased off of him giving him a look of genuine confusion.

“What do you mean, you weren’t expecting me to be here? I live here. Why are you here?” I asked, I could feel anger and confusion bubbling in my stomach

“I thought that was established, I’m looking for y/n.” he stated

“Why are you looking for her? How the fuck did you find out where we live?”

“She didn’t tell you? She texted me saying I should come over with your address, she uh told me to let myself in”  he answered

His answer only made me more confused. I was angry.

“The door was locked, how’d you get in?” I knew he was lying, y/n would’ve told me if he was coming over, and she wouldn’t have told him to just ‘ let himself in’

He paused, thinking of what to say

“ she uh, gave me a key.” he pulled a key out of his pocket and handed it to me, “You know y/n talks about you a lot. She mentioned something about being bored.”

“Oh?” i looked at him

“Yeah, she’s tired of being with you man. All you do is complain and talk about yourself.” he continued, “I’m not sure how or why she’s been with you as long as she has. I’ve been trying to get a date with her all year, but she kept turning me down for her lame ass boyfriend.” a smile crept on his lips

It was my turn to pause and think of something to say. I knew he was just trying to get a rise out of me, that none of what he said was true. I gripped the key in my hand. My hand curled into a fist, my knuckles turned white and I felt the anger boil over me. My right hand met his left cheek. His head hit the hardwood floors. I pulled my hand back and examined it. My knuckles weren’t bruised yet, but they would be soon. I got up to go to the kitchen, knowing Ethan wouldn’t move and that if he did, I could easily take him down again. I opened the freezer, reaching for a frozen bag of vegetables. I was trying to comprehend what just happened. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of locks moving. I reached for the door handle and opened the door.

y/n looked up at me. Her makeup smudged like she’d been crying, her hair more messy than it was when she left. I felt like all my problems melted away at the sight of her, nothing else mattered when I was with her, she was my everything and I’m not sure I’d be where I am without her.

“Dyl-” she started but I interrupted her, forgetting the unconscious man in the hallway.

“Y/n, I’m sorry I accused you of cheating. I started thinking about the hug and it spiraled into cheating. I love you so much and I know you’re not gonna leave me for him or anyone else. I trust you, I’m sorry I accused you. I was being crazy.”


I stared up at him, feeling more in love than ever.

“Oh, dylan I’m sorry too. I’m sorry for getting mad as I did. I should’ve listened to you instead of yelling. It’s just that I love you so much and I’d never do that you and when you accused me it felt like you were doubting me.”

We stayed like that, quietly marinating in the moment of shared and reciprocated feelings.

His eyes shifted like he just remembered something.

“Dylan, what is it, what’s going on?” he immediately looked guilty

“y/n, you won’t believe this, but Ethan broke in and said he was looking for you.” he laughed

“I’m sorry, what? Ethan from my english class broke in the apartment and you had a nice conversation with him?”

“Uh, not exactly. I was in the shower and when I got out, I heard someone in the kitchen so I hid behind the chair and tackled him. He’s actually pretty weak. But while I had him on the ground, I asked a bunch of questions. He said you told him he could come over and to let himself in with a key that you gave him.” Dylan explained, still with a look of guilt plastered on his face

“And? Where is he right now? Did you even bother calling the police?” I asked

“Well, uh, he pissed me off and I knocked him out. So, uh he’s lying on the floor in the hallway right now.”

“Dylan what the fuck why didn’t you call anyone?” I pushed past him to see the apartment a mess, but no body lying in the hall.

“So, uh did you actually-” he asked quietly before I rudely interrupted

“No I didn’t do any of the things he said I did. I don’t even know how he found out where we lived.” I was so annoyed with him for not calling anyone, especially me. “Dylan where is he, no one’s here”

Dylan turned around, his eyes wide.

“y/n, im telling you he was right there, there’s nowhere he could’ve gone.”

“It’s okay, he probably just left through a window.” I said quickly dismissing it

“No, he’s in the apartment somewhere, we’re on the second floor. He couldn’t have just jumped through a window.”

“Dylan, you’re being crazy. I’m going to talk to the landlord about this and if they see Ethan tell them to call the police. Did you see him take anything?” I said grabbing my keys and phone

“Uh i don’t know, but I’ll check while you do that” he said


Where the fuck was he.

I opened every door in the apartment. He wasn’t in any of the three closets. He wasn’t hiding out in the bathroom and every window was closed. I checked every possible hiding spot he could’ve chosen and he wasn’t in any of them.

What the fuck, where’d he go?


I walk up the steps leading to the apartment, grabbing the cups I dropped earlier. I got to the door and stopped once I heard dylan shouting.


I laughed to myself before opening the door

“Dylan” I looked at him, holding back laughter from how crazy he was being

“Y/n” he mocked

“I called to the landlord, he said he’d keep an eye out and send out a notice to the other tenants. The next time he shows up if he shows up, the police will be called. Did he take anything?”

“Uh, no I don’t think so, nothing of importance.” he replied

I noticed how late it was, almost 1 in the morning. I felt fatigue take over my body, today had been so emotionally draining.

“hey I’m gonna go-” i yawned “to bed, care to join?”

“Yeah babe, just give me sec”

I smiled to myself, wondering how in the world I got so lucky. He was an amazing boyfriend, he understood me better than anyone. He gave me the most intense feelings and emotions I’d ever felt. Loving him gave me hope that maybe life wasn’t as bad as I thought. As long as he was by my side, things didn’t suck so much. I hated a lot of things and he made me hate those things a little less. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

 I barely made it to the bed, i was so tired. I pulled off the hoodie I’d been wearing along with my bra and shorts, dropping them to the floor. I stole one of dylan’s old t-shirts and pulled it over my head. I crawled into bed and curled up under the covers.


I entered the bedroom only to see y/n asleep, wrapped up in blankets. I let out a soft laugh, her mouth was open as she drooled and quietly snored. I undressed leaving the clothes on the floor with hers, and cuddled up next to y/n. I knew Ethan was somewhere, but I weirdly didn’t care.

It felt like everything was going to be okay.

As long as I had y/n, everything would be okay.


Doubletale: Part 2

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after a slight delay, here’s the second part of my Doubletale comic! looks like no one was expecting this development - but just what happened to bring these four together?

this is how “scenes” will look, moving forward! a bit of experimenting led me to this - should allow slightly quick updates while still letting me play with gifs and the like. let me know if you’re interested, i’m thinking about contining it past these next few intro strips if there’s at least a little interest ^^

WIP meme

Tagged by @fireflysummers

List all the things you’re currently working on in as much or little detail as you’d like, then tag some friends to see what they’re working on. This can be writing, art, vids, gifsets, whatever.

Surely I’m going to forget things

1. @flavor-text-chara 

undertale fan-comic i’ve been working on since december of 2015. it’s about…. halfway done?

2. The Adventure Zone “The 11th Hour” animatic

Animatic of the bit where they’re in jail in the 2nd episode of the 11th hour

3. @tazanimated

I’m organizing a big multi-animator project where a ton of people come together to animate part of episode 4 of the adventure zone! Watch out for it!

4. @ygoreanimate

I did one scene for this already and I’ve just taken on another!

5. Animate A Grump

ANOTHER multi-animator project. I think it’s going up soon? I’m not sure.

(couldn’t find a more finished version online to snag a quick screenshot of)

6. TAZ Boy Outfits

I did the thing where you draw outfits through all of the arcs for taako! now I want to do the rest of them but haven’t yet.

7. Senior Thesis

?????? cryptid

tagging @animoopoop @wontonssoup @jessgoesnuclear @sunnychespin @actuallysahara

Daddy Issues

Originally posted by heytheredeann

Warnings: Abusive relationship between the reader and her father. Explicit scenes of it. Don’t read it if you are sensitve to this subject. If you are going throught something related or know somebody who are, you can talk to me, but please search for help.

Notes: Okay guys, i know i’m not posting a lot, but i will try to solve this problem okay? Part 2 is coming soon, please tell me if you like it and what do you think that will happen. 

This was based in some other fics i read, i really liked them so i decided to do something like that myself. If you want to be tagged in the next part, just let me know. 

Thank you guys <3 Thank you @realdiepie <3

“So… that’s it guys. I’m very excited to see you all on the VegasCon, love yoo…. What the hell Jensen!” You screamed, finishing the video on snapchat when you felt Jensen lift you up and put you on his shoulders. You felt him start to walk and heard his laugh. “Jensen put me down!”

“Not so easy.” He said starting to run and you screamed. He entered a trailer and you recognized it as Jared’s, and you had your assurance that even when upside down, you saw the guys starting to laugh. “I found our runaway girl. She was doing a lifestream or something” 

“I was snapping jackass.” You said when he threw you in a couch.

“Watch your language girl” He said pretending to be mad and the boys laughed again. 

“We were looking for you (Y/N)” Jared said when you sat next to Misha. He immediatally put his arms around you. 

“What for?” You asked starting to feel a bit frightened. Were you in trouble or something like that?

“Gen and Danneel are coming to the VegasCon so we can’t share the room with you.” Jared said, because you’d usually share a room with one of them or Kat in the conventions, mostly Jensen. 

“But i’m alone in my room, so if you want to…” Misha said with a cute smile. You smiled sadly, but it was so fast that you doubted that they even saw it. 

“Yeah, thanks Misha, but you guys don’t have to worry, my father is coming to this one.” You said feeling a bitter taste in your mouth. You really didn’t understand why your Dad had decided to come. Of course, it was Vegas and he obviously enjoyed to spend your money and make use of your privileges as a celebrity, but he hated the people you worked with. It made him angry. And when he was angry…. Well, it was not something very nice to think about. 

“Oh okay then, we will let Cliff know, and he will arrange the rest.” Jared said smilling and you forced one. 

It was gonna be a long weekend. 


You thanked God when you entered your house and your Dad was passed out in the couch. Every night was the same thing. He drank until he slept, but if you arrived before the he fell asleep, he’d always find a reason to scream at you and remind you about all of your insecurities. Or he made you clean all his mess and get him more beer. Or… well, in his worst nights, he’d hit you. You had already broken a rib and an arm because of him. Of course no one knew about it, and everybody thought that your fear of being around men was because you were shy. But with time, for your surprise, being around Jensen, Jared, Misha, Mark, Richard, Rob, Cliff and all the others had become your favorite thing. You felt safe with them, they were more protective than your father would ever be, and from the bottom of your heart, you knew they loved you.

As least somebody did.


“Jensen! Jared!” The both were entering the hotel where the convention would happen, and there were a lot of fans already there. With Cliff’s help, after pictures and autografts they finally got out, going directly to the room where all the cast would be. Because Gen and Danneel weren’t in Vancouver, they took an early flight, and they were probably already in their rooms. 

They greeted everyone. Misha, Mark, Kim, Kat, Briana, Rich, Rob, but there was one person missing….

“Where’s (Y/N)?” Jensen asked no one in specific while getting a sandwich from the table.

“I’m here” You said getting behind him and he imeddiataly turned around smiling. Although the smile vanished when he saw you with an uncomfortable face and forcing a smile. He had been seeing this smile for a while now, which really worried him. He had known you for years now, he had practically seen you grow up, as you’d entered the series when you were only 10, and now with 16, he saw you like a daughter. 

“Hey sweetheart, had a nice flight?” He asked watching you hide behind sunglasses and a long sleeved shirt. He put his arms around your shoulders, starting to walk as the others were already going to where they had to be now, some people to panels, some to the autographs’ table, some to OP photos. You guys were going with autographs. “Where is your father?” 

“Hmm… he left. To see the city” You said and he raised his eyebrows.

“He won’t watch your panel with Kat?”He answered and you struggled again, giving him a humorless laugh. 

“I guess not.” But before he could say anything else, Jared appeared by his side and started talking to (Y/N). Jensen sighed, he knew something was not okay with his little girl and he couldn’t figure what it was. And it killed him.

“Okay guys, I have to go. See you later” You said to them, and after they both patted your head and messed with your hair, you went to the opposite direction from them. You were going to do a panel with Kathryn Newton, the one who was Claire, Castiel’s daughter in the series. She was just a few years older than you, which made you two become really good friends. 

“Don’t you think that (Y/N) is acting kind of weird these days?” Jensen asked and Jared took a deep breath looking at his friend.

“Definitely” He agreed. “In the beginning I thought she was just heartbroken or something…”

“Wait, what? Why would she be heartbroken?” Jensen said starting to get fatherly over you, being overprotective and a little… well, jealous. 

“You are saying that you didn’t see the hickey a few days ago in her neck? At least it seemed like a hickey. I thought she had been with some guy and was acting weird about it.” Jared said and Jensen’s eyes widened. “But after some time I started to change my mind.” 

“So if it’s not a teenage love story, why the hell is she acting so strange?” Jensen said sighing, a little frustrated as he ran his hand over his face.

“No idea man.” Jared said struggling when they heard somebody of the production call for them to go to the autograph tables. They had to forget this subject for now. At least try to.


The day passed incredibly fast for you. The panel was great, the photos and autografts… amazing. You had met so many fans and had a blast with your co-workers and everybody. The moments when you were with the cast, the conventions mainly, were some moments that you could forget about your dark reality. 

“(Y/N) come here!” Kat said and you saw that she was recording for snapchat, so you posed next to her. All the cast was already in the big room again, and you saw Danneel and Gen talking next to the food table. You hadn’t seen them earlier, so it wad the perfect time to go talk to them. You were on your way when someone stopped in front of you, making you gulp. 

“Dad” You said forcing a smile. Again.

“Time to go (Y/N)” He said forcing a smile too. You sighed, noticing he was already drunk. He really couldn’t haved picked a worst moment to do this.  

“Oh hey mr. (Y/L/N)” Jensen said in a friendly tone, appearing by your side and reaching his hand for your father, who quickly shook Jensen’s hand. “Your daughter was amazing today, she…” 

“Yeah, well, she always is.” You father said interrupting Jensen, who raised his eyebrows. “If you’ll excuse us, I’m taking (Y/N) out for dinner tonight.” He said putting a hand behind your neck, making you shiver, and pushing you. 

“Oh but you know that we’re gonna have a little celebration here? Well, at the seafood restaurant, here in the hotel. You are more than welcome to join us.” you felt your heart racing. You were scared, and you were 100% sure that Jensen had noticed it.

“Make it next time, pal.” Your father said and you closed your eyes sighing. Jensen didn’t say anything else. Your dad started pushing you to the exit of the room, and soon you were already in front of the door of your hotel room. “Time to have some fun right darling?”

“Dad… what are you talking about?” You asked with a nervous laugh, knowing exactly what he was talking about. He pushed you into the room so hard that you almost fell. 

“I’m talking about those people that you work with.” He said, low and rough. One of the signs that he was becoming aggressive. Your hands were sweating and your heart racing. “Can you believe that your worthless driver didn’t want to take me to the tourist hotspots? 

“But he-he…” You said, your voice already failing because of how nervous you were. It didn’t matter how many times this happened, you would never be prepared for it. 

“He-he.” He said copying your voice giving a hurmoless laugh. “Yeah right. And that Jensen guy and his tall friend.” He said getting close, and grabing your neck and making you gasp. “They make me so angry… and they have this strange possession over you. Perverts. That’s what they are.”

“No dad, they’re not…” You tried, already feeling the tears falling as he hit your head against the wall, still holding your nick. 

“Shut up! I didn’t give you permission to talk.” He said tightening the grip into your neck, and you gasped again. “I met some of your ‘fans’ today. I really can’t understand how they idolize you so much. I mean… what is so special about you?” 

You cried hard and you saw him roll his eyes. 

“I said… Shut. Up” He said angrily and you tried not to make any noise, but you sniffed. And he punched you. Not slapped, punched. Hard.

You groaned in pain, feeling a little dizzy and starting to see black spots. He pushed you into the ground and you hit your head on the floor. 

“We’re in Las Vegas, and I’m not half as drunk as I wanted to be.” He said leaning down and purposefully treading his fingers on your hair, making you look at him. “I don’t want you near those people anymore, you heard me? Now here’s what we’re gonna do. I’m gonna get drunk. And after this, I’m going to a strip club, and yeah, I don’t want you in this room when I come back with a whore.” He said hitting your head on the ground one more time. “Did you understand?” You tried to talk, you really did, but you had no strength. He kicked you in the ribs, making you groan. “I said: did you understand me?” He asked again and stepped on your ribs, forcing his foot down. You answered with a low voice. 


“Good, now if you’ll excuse me.” He said forcing his foot down again before walking out of the room. You felt a giant pain and immediately started to have touble to breathe. Unfortunately, you already knew this feeling. He broke one rib of yours. Again. 

The pain was so intense that you tried to scream but nothing came out. Your eyes were watering and no matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t breathe. The black spots came back, and you couldn’t stop yourself from thinking that tomorrow morning, you could be dead.

Part 2

Sammi’s Masterlist

So, since we’re trying to write regularly, we’ve attempted a masterlist! Each symbol(s) beside each title means something; the meanings to each symbol will be below the masterlist itself. We will be writing more in the coming days and we will try to update said list to the best of our ability. Thank you to everyone who has given us feedback, reblogged or/and liked our writings! The encouragement means more than you know, especially to two newly blossomed fanfiction authors. Feel free to message us, send in asks, requests, imagines, anything! Whatever you’d like to see brought to fruition in writing form, send it in and we will try our damnest to write it! (Please. We [I] need ideas.) <3

Dean Winchester: 

Movie Nights Are Made for Sleeping (~) (When [y/n] and Dean take a night to relax with a good movie, Dean can’t help to admire the woman of his dreams)

Sweet Home Alabama (~) ( When Dean hears some god-awful singing coming from the kitchen, he decides to help the damsel with her vocal skills using his elusive and rarely seen guitar skills. Little did he know that he would walk into that kitchen a troubled man and walk back out with a weight lifted off his shoulders.)

The Soul-Swap Swing  (~) (!)  (When a hunt goes wrong, [y/n] and Dean are thrown into the throes of a powerful spell that leaves them reeling and confused– and not in the right bodies. Will they be able to sort through the confusion of inhabiting different vessels? How will Dean fare with this new position? Will [y/n] finally allow herself to acknowledge the extent of her feelings?)

Starry Skies and Green-Apple Eyes (~)  ([Y/n] and Dean take a small break from the world for a night as they camp out along the sands and rocks of the Western desert.)

The Hunt  (!) (*) (~) (It’s been forty years of a lonely existence since [y/n]’s world has fallen apart, since she was plunged right into the middle of the Supernatural world– and on the wrong side of it. For that period of isolation and agonizing determination to exterminate her own kind, the young-turned-immortal woman has been convinced that she is now incapable of love, or being loved, and that she will meet a bloody end. But when one hunt goes completely sideways, when Fate twists its fingers in her destiny and brings her face-to-face with the Winchesters– the most renowned hunters in the world– will she finally discover something about herself? Or will she truly end in her own blood– going down fighting, and still without the answers she’s been unknowingly searching for for almost half a century…) Part 1 Part 1.5 Part 2 (Part 3 coming sometime soon.)

Witches, Man. (*) ( Dean x Rowena) (A rowdy coven of witches brings together two polar opposites as Rowena and Dean steak out to bring them down. A formal party sets the scene for potions, spells, and fogged bathroom mirrors. Who knows what happened to the pair in that bar– and who knows if they’ll regret the consequences, or if they’ll find a new, unmistakable chemistry.)

Hell If I Know (*) (Demon!Dean x Rowena) ( When Rowena finally traps Dean Winchester, freshly christened as the newest member of the demon family, she finds that there’s a price to pay for the answers she seeks.)

Midnight Quickies (*) (MOC!Dean x Rowena)  (A few drinks turn into a quickie at the local motel when Dean and Rowena meet while he isolates himself for the sake of safety and self-imposed torture.)

Time Traveler’s Vampire Masterlist –  (Dean x OC) (Dean is thrown back into the 1800′s on the command of returned Archangel, Gabriel, in hopes of finding the relic that could lend them a hand in finally defeating Lucifer. Little does he know, Dean finds much, much more than a relic, and the hunter is thrown into a situation that forces him to further reevaluate all that he has ever known.)

Sam Winchester:

Cold Dreams and Cold Showers  (!) (When a nightmare shakes [y/n] out of her sleep, she rushes to find her nightly comfort– only to find that he, too, needs the reassurance.) 

Old Time Rock ‘N’ Roll (Soulless Sam x Reader) (*) ( When [y/n] cools off at a local bar, she meets a rather interesting individual whom immediately snags her attention. After the resulting one-night-stand, [y/n] is brought to a strartling realization.)


Humanity Over Heaven  (*) (A distraught angel finally confronts his feelings after witnessing his fragile mortal nearly succumb to the seriousness of her injuries.)

Angels of a Feather (!) ( When [y/n] stumbles upon an age-old partner on the cold streets of busy Chicago, her past swells up from the depths and drags her back into the fray. Castiel’s grace has been taken, angels have been thrown out of Heaven and she is surrounded by a world in shambles once again.) 

Thank You (*)  (When [y/n] sits down one night to teach an angel how to play Poker, she doesn’t expect to stay in for the evening. But, after one thing leads to another, Castiel and the huntress are spilling secrets that they never thought would see the light of day. Words become actions, and they find solace in each other in ways they never thought they would.)

The Love of an Angel (!) (Their love has been years in the making, but [y/n]’s abrupt demise spells out a rough going for Castiel. Being newly human doesn’t help the situation as the (ex)angel strikes out on his own and suffers in his own self-imposed isolation as he tries to live with these mortal emotions, determined to avenge the only woman he’s ever loved.)


Good Morning Kisses  (Gadreel x Reader) (*) (Despite swallowing her lurking feelings for Sam after so many years, and even as she fights this blossoming attraction to the angel who inhabits his body, [y/n] can’t help but to give in to the urges that have plagued her since the angel first laid eyes on her.)

Find Your Angel (Gabriel x Reader) (*) (!) ( In a world where [y/n] is surrounded by normal people with normal names for their soulmate markings, she is outcast for her abnormal runes. It’s a language nobody’s ever seen, and no one can translate to her who her mate is– until she’s introduced to the hunting life, until she’s introduced to a man mated to an angel. Will she find her own angel?)

Set Her Free (Rowena x Female Reader) (*)(~) ( When Rowena drops by for a surprised, though not unwelcome, visit at the Bunker, [y/n] is finally given the opportunity to face secret feelings and secret gifts. When presented with the opportunity to escape the hunting life and take up her heritage, will she leave the Winchesters, or will she stay?)

Three’s Company (Dean x Reader x Sam) (*) (~) ( It’s been several months since [y/n] has moved in with the Winchester boys and laid a claim to their hearts. But it’s been years since she’s told anyone her secret, and when a night of Uno and whiskey finally takes its tole, she can’t help but to want her boyfriends to know of her secret, too.)

Queens of Nightmares (Rowena x Reader) (*) (The involvement of the British Men of Letters in the U.S. affairs has brought Rowena to the bunker to live with the Winchester family. She finds solace in the youngest of them, the estranged half-sister of the Winchester brothers, [y/n].)

One Last Night (Rowena x Reader) (*) ( When [y/n] finds a mostly-dead Rowena after Lucifer’s attack during the season 12 finale, she lends a helping hand to speed along the process of her tedious healing. The process costs her, though, and when she finally comes to, both witches must face things they didn’t ever think they’d have to face; when they’ve all come between a rock and a hard place, the only safe place is with each other.)

(*): Explicit Smut Theme(s)

(~): Fluff Only 

(!): Angst themes, death, or violence. 

Joker x Harley Quinn: Bye, Bye Birdie

Harley Quinn sat in the Joker’s lap. They both had their arms linked around each other’s bodies, still addicted to the other as Harley was only a week old. They were in the Joker’s office, across from Mr. J was a giant crocodile man and Harley was told to be quiet while he worked. She had tuned out the conversation and instead was admiring the Joker’s fit body.

“Boys,” Mr. J called to his henchmen suddenly, “Would you kindly escort Mr. Croc out? He looks a little clammy he might need to return to his swamp.” Joker laughed, wrapping his other arm around Harley’s waist and pulling her closer. The henchmen left the room with crocodile man, as soon as the door shut Joker angled his face up towards Harley.  

“You were so good during my meeting.” He purred close to her lips, “Daddy’s so proud.”

“Thank you, puddin.” Harley blushed, “Can we go back to bed now?”

He purred her name, “My baby is so eager for me.”

“Can you blame me?” She opened her mouth and bit down into a smile right to his lips.

“No, but there is something that I want to talk to you about.” He said pausing to kiss her neck. “Harley, baby,” The Joker purred after his lips left her skin, “I have an important mission for us. It’s something I’ve been planning for months and daddy decided that it would be the perfect way to introduce you to the world! To the Bat!” He laughed, running his hands over her legs.

“What is it puddin?” Harley bounced in his lap, excited to finally meet the Bat. She had heard great things.

Harley fastened the brunette wig and took a few steps back to look at her outfit in the full length mirror, scowling. Black pants, a long-sleeved purple blouse, and black combat boot heels. Harley gagged, it was so normal. Mr. J wouldn’t notice her in a crowd with this on. She had to turn away from the mirror. Disgusted by her boring outfit, she walked into the bathroom to put bronzer on her exposed chalk white skin. She had to make it look like she hadn’t fallen into ace chemicals. She was just getting done with her makeup when the Joker walked into the bathroom.

“How’s it going, baby?” Mr. J asked, energy radiated off of him. He was so excited for this day.

“Puddin, these clothes are so boring!” She pouted, motioning to her outfit. “And look at my skin! I don’t even look like I belong to you!”

Joker looked her over, walking closer and placing his hands on her shoulders.

“No tantrums. This is a very important day. I will not let it be ruined by your fits.” He hissed at her, “Listen, I don’t like them either. But you want to make daddy proud, right baby?”

She sighed, “Yes, puddin.”

“Good girl.” Joker looked down at her clothes again, “After this is all done,” He leant in to speak in her ear, “I never want to see you in these plain clothes again.”

Harley giggled, throwing her arms around him, and kissed him, “I second that.”

“Remember, my dear,” Joker purred in her ear, “This is your introduction to the world. So scream loud and make daddy proud.” He laughed in her ear at his rhyme.

An hour later, Harley walked through the crowd. There was a celebration today, at Gotham town square. The city was thanking Batman and Robin for their years of bravery with a life-size statue of both of them that would live outside of town hall. How nice of Gotham. Harley grinned from ear-to-ear as she saw that there was already a large crowd when she walked up to the middle of the city. She saw news reporters and paparazzi, get your cameras ready, they’d be getting much more than they originally thought. Harley pushed and flirted her way up towards the front of the crowd, ending up in one of the best spots for the action she would soon join in on.

A few minutes later, the mayor of Gotham stood up to speak. The crowd was lined with policemen, crime was very common in Gotham and with such a special day for the Joker’s most favored play toy the police weren’t taking any chances. The mayor went on and on about Batsy and his sidekick for minutes and minutes of painfully dragged out minute. Harley checked her watch many times, the Joker would show up in five minutes. Batman was supposed to show up in ten, but Batman would be a ‘no show’ today, he was too busy fighting off crocodile man in Midway City, Batman was not apart of Joker’s plan. Not yet, at least.

The guest of honor today was Robin.

Harley was exciting. Knowing she was the only one that knew what was going to happen today. She looked at the people around her, men, women, kids, all would be dead by the end of the hour.

The chaos started quick. One second the mayor was still talking and the next gunshots rang out, people were ducking, the mayor and the other men on stage were dead. It took all of Harley’s concentration not to explode with laughter. She knew exactly what just happened. The Joker’s henchmen had replaced the police officers and were shooting everyone in sight. A bullet hit the man next to Harley and he fell to the floor, blood splattering on his kids faces. Screaming. Crying. Bullets whizzing through the air. Harley felt so alive.

A familiar creepy laugh sounded and the Joker was on stage, brilliant purple suit shining, holding his own fancy white and gold gun.

“Good afternoon, citizens of Gotham! I have an important presentation for you today!” Joker announced, speaking over the bullets from his henchmen. “Would anyone like to volunteer to join me on stage?”

Harley was to busy watching her boyfriend in his natural element to see if anyone volunteered.

“What? Stage freight? That’s too bad! Looks like we’ll have to play a game! Eeny meenie miny mo.” Joker looked through the crowd and pointed at Harley, “You. Come up here, beautiful!”

“No, please!” Harley remembered her role, she shook her head and backed up a few steps. Trying to cover her smile with her hands on her face.

Two henchmen appeared on either side of her, each of them grabbed on of her arms and lifted her up off her feet walking her to the stage. Harley watched Joker’s eyes as he glared at the henchmen’s hands on her arms. But the glare was gone as Harley was brought close to him, Joker’s smile was bright as he held a hand out for Harley.

Joker wrapped an arm around Harley’s waist, holding her towards the crowd and  against him. Harley managed to work a few fake tears out of her eyes. Joker was laughing, shooting bullets in every direction.

Joker moved his lips to her ear, whispering only for her, “Scream louder, baby. You’re a hostage.” Harley screamed and tried to shake him off feebly, “Yes, that’s it.” He purred in her ear.

Harley was having trouble focusing on her hostage act as she felt his warm, fit body behind her. His purrs in her ear and his words of encouragement. His heavy breathing and the way his hand on her waist had moved to the exposed skin at her waist and his callused fingers were lightly stroking her skin inconspicuously. Harley tried to make a moan sound like a terrified sound.

“It fills my heart when I get such a willing volunteer!” Joker spoke loud enough for the steadily dying crowd to hear. Joker kept laughing.

Harley looked over the dying crowd. The henchmen were spraying bullets like febreze and the crowd was a bad smell. Blood was everywhere, pooling in the streets and on the stage. All Harley could hear was the Joker’s laughter. The violence, the screaming, the chaos, everything was perfect. Harley looked up at Joker’s face through her fake tears. She’d never seen him so happy.

“Ah, there he is!” Joker laughed harder, shooting his giant gun at the figure swinging from the top of a building from a grappling gun. “The guest of honor!”

Robin landed on the street, punching and kicking the henchmen as he worked his way to the stage. Robin was an expert fighter, he was clearly prepared in his red, black, and yellow armored suit. His giant, muscled arms and legs made his job with the henchmen much easier and quickly he was on the stage with Joker and Harley. The henchmen all on the ground and twitching. Harley improved on her sad face as Joker turned them to face Robin.

Joker’s laugh and smile had grown since the caped man flipped onto the stage.

“Joker, let her go!” Robin demanded in a deep commanding voice.

“No, no, no!” Joker laughed quickly, moving his fingers to Harley’s chin and shaking her head, “I admit I was jealous when I heard you and Batsy were getting honored today. I just had to drop by and file a complaint!” Joker laughed loudly again.

“Joker! This is between me and you. Let her go!” Robin yelled, slowly inching forward.

“I don’t think so, birdie. This is my welcome back party. Haven’t you missed me? I’ve certainly been missing you alone in those cold cells at Arkham!” Harley screamed again, “Isn’t she beautiful?” Joker moved his head to look at Harley, “I think I might keep her!”

Harley let out another scream, trying to squeeze a few more tears out.

“Oh the screams, I love it!” Joker laughed, “She has perfect creamy skin and smells so good too.” Joker purred in her ear. Harley tried to make her scream sound terrified and not excited.

Robin locked eyes with Harley, “Don’t worry. It’s going to be okay.” It took all of Harley’s concentration not to laugh, it won’t be for you.

At once, Harley realized that Robin had been slowly inching towards Joker and ‘his hostage’. Robin was now in arms length of them and with a move that only a trained warrior could achieve Harley was out of the Joker’s arms and Joker’s gun had been knocked away. Robin punched Joker’s smiling face and Joker responded by elbowing Robin in the neck. The fight escalated until they were just a matter of flying limbs.

Harley watched horrified as Robin punched her boyfriend’s nose and it started to bleed. She looked around, forgetting all about her damsel in distress act, and saw Joker’s discarded gun. She dashed towards it.

“Get off of him!” Harley yelled pointing the gun at them both.

She had to yell a few times for them to even hear her, but then both of their heads snapped toward her comically. Joker laughed as he saw her with the gun. To anyone looking, Harley with her brunette wig and her plain clothes seemed to be pointing the gun at the Joker. But she was really trying to hold her anger in to not kill Robin right there. Mr. J had a longer, shorter death for Robin planned.

“Get off!” She yelled again. Joker, who was on top of Robin, still smiling stood up and rose both of his hands to his head as if he were being arrested. Once Joker was out of the way, Harley pointed the gun at Robin. Robin’s face, who had been etched in appreciation at Harley’s help, morphed into confusion.

“Gotcha!” Harley giggled as she shot Robin in the stomach.

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Genderfluid!Will is back in Les Fleurs -part 2 of @weconqueratdawn ’s Quicksilver series. In this scene Hannibal is ‘snnnnnnnnnifff’ …inhaling the scent and generally worshipping Will :) 

 Les Fleurs is on AO3 here, I love it, Will is SO cute with Hannibal. I also have a second illustration for the story… in progress and coming soon ;)

I did 3 illustrations for part 1

The Power Of Love - Part 2

I wasn’t going to post tonight but after such great messages I decided to treat you :) more coming soon!

Ok part 2, hope you guys enjoy :)

Warning - mentions of smut

Part one, Part two, Part three,


Today would be interesting; you and Jensen had to film a love scene.  You had both filmed them before, you on another show and he several times on Supernatural, but this would be different, you’d never filmed one together before. This was also your last scene before your winter break, so you were itching to get it over with.

You’d both grown closer in the last 6 months or so since you started on the show, you were practically joined at the hip. Things had changed and neither of you could put your finger on when exactly it happened, or what had changed for that matter. But after that night when you found out you had the job it became more obvious things had defiantly changed

You were so nervous; you never got nervous doing these kind of scenes.  But the idea of J and his lips on yours gave you butterflies. You took a deep breath as you looked in the mirror, picking up your script reading through you lines again, as they put the finishing touches to your hair. 

“Ok Y/n, we’re all done” you smile in thanks at Alison.

“You excited? Tonight’s the big scene right…” you rolled your eyes at you makeup artist

“It’s just another scene Ali, nothing I haven’t done before” she smiled at you, leaning down whispering in your ear

“Yeah but this is Jensen, maybe you should make a move” she winked as she walked away leaving you blushing


You had been promised there’d be no one there other than the necessary crew around while you filmed this scene, but when you walk on to set you have shock.

You see Mark and Misha sat next to one of the screens with a bowl of popcorn between them.

“Oh hell no!” You shout as you walk up to them. “Out!” you add pointing towards the door

“Aww come on love, we just want to enjoy the show” Mark sniggers, you hit him with your script as you shoo the pair from set. You see J walk in as Misha and Mark walk out.

“Intruders?” He asks as he walks over pulling you into a hug

“Pains in the ass’ more like” you hug back, leaning into his embrace. He pulls back kissing your cheek sweetly. 

“Y/n? Jensen?  You ready?“ You nod as you feel your hands start to shake, as you make your way slowly to your start point.


You and J put your scripts down and stand on your markers waiting for your signal. You take a breath closing your eyes. You open them just to time to see J wink at you, making you fight off a blush before you even start. 

"Ok and action”

“Don’t leave” Jensen says slipping straight into character

“Why not Dean? I can’t…I can’t do this anymore" 

"Do what?" 

"This!” You signal between the two of you 

“Sitting here night after night wondering where you are, wondering who you’re with. Sitting here waiting for you to see me….” you poor emotion into your words.

‘Dean’ steps forward, taking your face in his hands stroking your cheek with his thumb

“I always see you…” he leans forward to kiss you

“Ok cut! Great guys just need to reset for the rest of the scene" 

You and J stand there watching everyone move around you. Camera’s moving and sound booms being shoved around.

"Ok guys we’re going to just let you go, I know these scenes can be uncomfortable. So just go until you hear cut” you both nod. You see Jensen swallow heavily, you wonder if he’s as nervous as you are. You both move forward to your floor marks and wait to be told to go. 

“Ok quiet on set! Action”

Jensen’s lips were on yours in a second. A sweet kiss, you bring your hands up to his chest, trying to remember to focus on not blocking the camera. He pulls away looking you dead in the eye, breathing heavily. He takes you lips in his again walking you back slightly towards the bed. 

He reaches down pulling your shirt over your head leaving you in your bra before him, you drop your eyes shyly as your character would do,  thanking god that she was so easy for you to act, because right now that’s exactly how you were feeling.

'Dean’ reaches for your chin pulling your face up. You don’t see 'Dean’ looking back at you, you see Jensen, all traces of his character gone. Your breath catches as he kisses you again. 

It’s an unwritten rule between actors not to use tongue during kissing scenes. Now either Jensen had either forgotten or was ignoring it. But either way you didn’t care as you responded wholeheartedly. 

His tongue darts into your mouth caressing yours. You moan lightly making him pull you closer.  You struggle to remember you’re acting.  He lowers you to the bed; you pull his shirt over his head, as you were supposed to.

You run your finger nails down his back. You heard J or 'Dean’ growl into your mouth and you mind goes blank. You feel, something poking you in the stomach and you have to do everything you can not to grind against him. 

You fly through the rest of the scene in a haze, following J’s lead. After feeling J’s hardness pressing against you, your mind couldn’t focus. Jensen didn’t seem to notice as you drifted through the rest of the scene on autopilot. You both break panting when you finally hear.

“Cut” There’s no clapping; they leave the two of you to get dressed again. 

You glance at each other when the other wasn’t looking. You dress in silence, standing when you’re finished. You walk quietly away, your head reeling at the realization. You’d fallen for him, that’s what had changed….You’d fallen for Jensen.

You didn’t have any more scenes, so you leave J to finish his filming with your brother and you retreat to your trailer and let your mind relive the feel of J’s hands on your body, his lips on yours, his body pressed against you. 

You shake your head as you hear a knock at your door when you realise you’d been daydreaming for an hour. You stand from where you’d thrown yourself on your sofa, as you make your way to the door. You expect it to be your brother, Misha or Mark. But you open your door to candy apple green eyes.

You hide your shock well as you step aside to let him in, smiling lightly at him.

He walks in, closing the door behind him. He begins pacing the floor, muttering to himself as he rubs his hand over his face as he finally faces you.

“J?” You ask frowning slightly, you expect him to apologies for getting a little too into the scene but what leaves his mouth throws you off completely 

“If I do something, will you promise not to let it get between us if I’m wrong?” Your head spins; you nod your throat completely dry.

He steps forward slowly, running his hands down your arms to your hands, interlocking your fingers together. He looks in your eyes deeply making your breathing pick up. He drops his head, brushing his lips over your slowly. You push back slightly, rising to your tip toes. 

You break apart; you open your eyes to see J smiling down at you. You let your own smile engulf your face before you reach up and kiss him again. He releases your hands, wrapping his arms around you pulling you flush against him. You run your hands up his chest to intertwine behind his neck. You both loose yourselves in the kiss, holding each other as tightly as you can. You break apart panting heavily.

“Y/n….” there was a sudden knock at the door, you both jump apart. 

“Y/n/n (your nickname), you seen Jensen?” You laugh as you shake your head to yourself. Ah Jared, always guaranteed to ruin the moment. You open the door letting him in to see his best friend.

“What were you two up to?” You look over at J who looked as worried as you felt. 

“Oh just talking” you smile at Jensen coming up with a silent agreement to keep what had happened between you. At least until you could figure out what was going on

“Well I’m all packed ready for a good first weekend of winter break. You ready to go?”

 To be continued…

Part Three

Game Night [Part 2]

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Part 1 | Part 2 | Coming soon

Genre: Fluff


“TaeTae, do you have a crush?” Jimin asked, Jungkook’s eyes growing even wider with even more excitement, that was so much better teasing material!

Taehyung’s phone buzzed, “No, I have a text.”

“It’s the coffee girl, isn’t it?” Yoongi spoke from the other side of the living room. All eyes on him.

“What?” Taehyung’s voice was suddenly pitched.

“No, don’t even try to deny it, I’ve been watching you.” Yoongi laughed, “All the flirty looks and flirty waves and oh my god, the flirtiest chats, only God knows what the hell you two are texting each other.”

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note: idek what Big Hit looks like so for the sake of the story let’s just pretend there’s a coffee shop on the inside of the building, alright?

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“Hey,” A deep voice shook her out of her thoughts and made her look up from her phone. 

“Hi, how can I help you?” She asked kindly as she put her phone away.

“Uhm, did you uh.. drop by our practice room last night?”

“Oh yeah,” Her smile grew as she realized he might be there to thank her and thought it was nice from him, “did you get your ring back?”

“Yes, thank you,” He smiled, she had seen that smile on pictures, tv, and even from afar, but it was even brighter when you saw it this close, she thought.

“No problem.”

“No, seriously,” He sighed, “I was going nuts trying to find it,” She laughed, so she had been told, “You have no idea how much this means to me, and I’m really glad you actually gave it back rather than sell it off as Kim Taehyung’s ring.”

She giggled, “Now that you mention it, that does seem to have been a better plan.”

“You could have gotten some good money.”

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