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Playing with Fire - 01

Summary: After breaking up with you, you decide the only way to get back at your -now ex-boyfriend and avoid public humilliation is by making a deal with resident bad boy Min Yoongi: you’ll give him money as long as he pretends to be your new boy. 

Genre: Romance. 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Rating: Mature (just some cursing for now but will def add in some good ol smut and fluff and probs a lil of angst? as the story progresses)

Length: 2.2k

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 -  Part 7 -  Part 8 [Finale]

A/N: listen. i have no idea where im going with this. im already thinking the second part and even THIRD part of Lifted but I feel like im posting too much jungkook (yes there is such a thing as posting too much jungkook) and i want to give the other members a chance and i’ve had this idea with yoongi for a while and its been destrOYing me. i dont even know if posting this already is a good idea because this literally the only thing i’ve written so far and im a master at procastinating and not finishing series (don’t worry wont make these too long) so anyways. still feel like this is going to be a mistake. go listen to some agust d bc this is 100% based on him.

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8:30 pm

Request: Demon dean x reader fluff. Maybe right after he turns all black eyed and runs away with crowely. He knows you’re helping Sam find him; but he doesn’t want you to because he’s afraid he’ll hurt you. He gets jelly when he hears that you and Sam are sharing a hotel (cuz come on Sam is very tempting) and he comes to take you away when Sam is gone
Author: Lexi
A/N: hey! So I’m not the Bomb at writing fluff and I know that there isn’t a lot in this… Or really at all. I’m sorry!!! I could try to do a part 2 with more fluff if you would like..? Just let me know!!
Pairing: demon Dean x Reader
Warnings: none
Song: Runaway-Ed Sheeran

I had been on the run. I just couldn’t do it, I couldn’t stay. I knew I’d have an outburst, I knew I’d break. I really didn’t want her to get hurt, but I guess that was inevitable. So i left, I know I’d rather not hurt her physically, I would never forgive myself.

She’s been hunting me down though, and she’s been getting very close. I can smell her, her scent lingers. Maybe I’m just imagining it. I love her, and that’s why I left. I wish she could see what I see, and she wishes I could see what she sees. But yes, I can smell her. Vanilla, honey, liquor, and cigarettes. I always told her that smoking kills, the clever girl she is always shot back “so do monsters.” I would chuckle and leave it alone because I knew she was right.

I was content. Content with just her smell and the memories of her. I would always keep running, try to never look back, keeping her safe in the process, it would be okay.

… Or so I thought.

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