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Patater Week - Day 3

Feb. 8 - Fake Dating/Secret (?) Relationship - (2K)

“I don’t care, it’s not weird, I’m going to sit on you,” Jeff says, shifting all 200 pounds of his body onto Kent’s lap.

“I wish you wouldn’t,” Kent tells him.

“That’s pretty gay,” an Aces teammate says from where he is sitting on the ground, demolishing his bowl of popcorn that he stole from Kent’s cabinets, even though Kent had specifically told him to not touch his cabinets. “And I have a boyfriend.”

“Shut up, I’m so scared, I’m so fucking scared,” Jeff says, burying his face in Kent’s neck. “Did they make it out of the hallway?”

“I don’t know, why don’t you watch the movie?” Kent says through his teeth as he shoves Jeff off to the side, which is rather difficult considering that Jeff is insistent that he turn into a human-sized suction cup for the occasion. “Seriously, could you let go? I can’t breathe.”

“Why did you pick a scary movie if you’re afraid of them, Jeff?” a rookie asks. He’s lounging on the carpet, his head using Patrick’s lap as a pillow as he scrolls down his phone.

“I’m not scared,” Jeff says, then curses as the woman in the TV screen turns a corner in her hallway and the music grows more ominous. “This is for a team bonding exercise for the rookies.”

“Which you hosted. At my place,” Kent says flatly. “Without consulting me.”

“You’re the captain,” Jeff says. “It should be at your place.”

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All Yours (Connor Murphy X Reader)

WC: 2116

Warnings: Gets pretty steamy (I’ll seperate it in case y'all are uncomfortable with it), sad Connor, language, fluff

Summary: Connor has a (bad) habit of sneaking into his girlfriend’s bedroom when he’s feeling down. Y/N doesn’t mind at all.

A/N: This is a combination of two requests. One from an anon who wanted Connor sneaking into the reader’s room when he’s feeling upset, and eventually breaking down, and one from @lildipstick who wanted fluff or smut with Connor Murphy. Hope you guys enjoy!

I scrolled mindlessly through tumblr, the bright screen and The Book of Mormon cast recording the only things keeping me from falling asleep. I looked at the time on my laptop screen and exhaled when I read it. 12:30 AM.

I suddenly heard a noise that sounded slightly sinister and I pressed pause on the music, taking my headphones out. I said there in the semi dark, my laptop screen illuminating my face.

My window suddenly opened and I jumped, letting out a curse. “Connor Murphy, you bastard. Give me some warning next time.” I said, as Connor’s lanky frame clambered into my bedroom.

“I don’t know exactly when I’m going to need a break from my family, so I can’t give you warning when it happens.” Connor said smugly, shutting my window behind him.

“Whatever you nerd. You interrupted my nightly Book of Mormon session, so I hope you feel bad.” I retorted as Connor sat down on my bed, glancing at my laptop screen.

“You and your goddamn Broadway shows.” Connor mused, laying down on my bed. “Excuse you, Broadway is wonderful. It’s not gay if you listen to it, Connor. Jared likes it.” I said and Connor snorted, sitting up.

“Jared is gay.” Connor retorted and I felt my cheeks go red. “Bad example, but you get my point. Correlation, not causation.” I said, hoping I didn’t sound like too much of an idiot.

“I didn’t think it was possible for someone to get so worked up about musical theatre.” Connor said, his dark hair half up in a bun. I snorted and Connor looked at me strangely.

“If you think that’s me getting worked up about theatre, you should see me when someone tries to convince me that all musicals are pretty much the same. That’s getting worked up about theatre.” I said, huffing slightly. Connor just chuckled, reaching across and tucking a stray lock of hair behind my ear.

“You’re cute when you’re annoyed. Your face kinda screws up, and it’s adorable.” Connor said casually, and my cheeks went an even brighter red.

“We’ve been dating for 3 months and you still blush when I compliment you.” Connor said, moving my laptop out of the way and pulling me close to him. “I’m not used to people saying nice things about me.” I muttered and Connor let out a sigh.

“Neither am I, Y/N. I guess we’ll have to be each other’s firsts.” Connor said and my eyes widened, suddenly aware of how this might look to my parents. Connor chuckled at my expression, kissing my cheek gently.

“I didn’t mean it like that, Y/N, but if you want to.” He said, wiggling his eyebrows. I scoffed and shoved his side playfully, burying my burning face in the crook of his neck.

I inhaled his scent and noticed that there was a smell missing. A smell that usually coated him. “You haven’t been smoking.” I said, but my tone made it sound more like a question. Connor nodded, and I looked up at him.

“I stopped smoking when we started dating. Weed used to be my therapy, sure, but I’ve got a new form of therapy right here. That’s why I always come here when I need a break from everything that’s going on. Nothing helps me get my mind off things better than you.” Connor said, playing with my hair as he spoke.


KINDA SMUTTY PART KIDS

I pressed feather light kisses up Connor’s neck, knowing exactly the spot to put a little more pressure. Connor took in a deep breath and shuddered slightly, and I could feel his heartbeat speed up.

“Y/N.” He breathed out shakily, and I looked up at him with mock innocence in my eyes. “Yes?” I said innocently, although the smirk on my face betrayed any innocence in my voice.

“God, you don’t know what you do to me.” Connor growled, his voice low and husky. “So then why don’t you let me know.” I replied, capturing Connor’s lips in a heated kiss. I slipped one arm around his waist, and tangled my other hand through his hair.

Connor eagerly kissed back, and I leaned forward, pushing him down onto his back. “Y/N.” Connor said, panting slightly as he slipped his hands under my shirt, his slightly calloused fingers running over my skin.

He quickly slipped my shirt off, and his hands moved further up my chest. My breathing quickly became laboured, and I could tell Connor noticed. He simply smirked, and I retracted my hand from his hair and moved it to the front of his jeans, noticing his expression change to a look of shock and bliss. 

“Shit.” Connor muttered, disposing of his shirt as my hands were… preoccupied. “You sure… you wanna do this?” Connor breathed out, his eyes half closed.

“Does this answer your question?” I said, undoing the zipper on his jeans and tugging them down, the bulge in his underwear significantly more noticeable now. Connor’s response was a low moan, and I smirked to myself, in awe of the effect I had on him. “I’m all yours, baby.”

KINDA SMUTTY PART OVER


Connor and I laid on my bed together, the both of us sweaty yet immensely satisfied. “Holy shit.” Connor muttered, nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck.

“I know.” I said, shivering as his breath tickled the sensitive skin on my neck. “I don’t not think this was how the night would go.” Connor said, snaking his arms around my waist.

“Neither did I, but I’m glad that’s how it ended up.” I said, glancing at the numbers on my alarm clock. 1:00 AM. “So.. what prompted tonight’s visit?” I asked after a stretch of silence. Connor took in a deep breath, and I immediately felt like I’d hit a nerve.

“It was mom and dad. They were… they’ve fought before, sure, but nothing on this level. They were screaming, and I’m fairly certain I heard something get thrown.” Connor said softly, and I let out a sad sigh.

“I… I can normally cope with it, because I always come to you, but for some reason, this is more than I reckon I can deal with.” He said, and I felt hot tears hit my skin. I turned around so I was facing Connor, his eyes red.

“Hey, hey, babe, I’m here.” I said, circling my arms around his waist and pulling him close to me. He started gently sniffling and I simply held him tighter, our bare chests pressed flush together.

“When it all feels like it’s too much. Like you can’t bear another day. You know exactly where to find me. Just sneak in through my bedroom window, and if I’m asleep you can just slip into my bed. I honestly won’t mind.” I said, rubbing Connor’s back soothingly, kissing his forehead.

Connor looked up at me with a look of astounding love and gratitude in his eyes. “I love you, Y/N.” Connor said, my breath hitching as he uttered those three words that neither of us had spoken to the other before. 

“And I love you. I love you so much, Connor. I don’t know what life would be like if I didn’t have you sneaking into my bedroom in the middle of the night.” I said, gently placing my lips on his.

This kiss was softer, gentler than the first kiss we shared this morning. This kiss conveyed love, and it left me feeling like a schoolgirl with a crush. My stomach was full of butterflies, and my skin heated up when Connor cupped the side of my face with his hand.

“How do you manage to still look so beautiful, even though you’re covered in sweat and have major sex hair?” Connor said and I blushed darkly, thanking the lord that it was pitch black.

“Maybe it’s because you can’t see me.” I said and Connor chuckled, tucking a strand of my majorly messy hair behind my ear. “That was funny, but it was also bullshit. I know that you look beautiful no matter if you’re wearing makeup or not, or if you’ve spent a whole heap of time working on your hair. It doesn’t matter what you’re wearing, although I will say that my favourite outfit is the one you’re wearing now.” Connor said and I punched his shoulder playfully.

“I could say the same thing for you, Murphy.” I said, smirking at him and scanning his body. “You know, you’re the first girl who’s actually seen me naked.” Connor said and I moved my mouth towards his ear.

“And let me tell you, it’s quite a sight.” I whispered, noticing how he shivered slightly at my words. “If you wanted round 2, you could’ve just asked.” Connor said cheekily, tracing his finger down my spine.

“Maybe later, big boy. Tomorrow is, after all, a school day.” I said and Connor pouted, sitting his hands on my waist. “We could just skip.” He suggested, and I frowned.

“I’d normally say yes, but I’ve got some exams tomorrow that I can’t afford to miss.” I replied, taking ahold of his free hand. “That sucks. Now that you mention it, it’s like 1:30. I should probably head back home so mom and dad don’t give me hell for running away or some shit like that.” Connor said, untangling himself from me and sitting up.

I immediately felt cold, and I shivered as a breeze passed through the room. “You can keep my hoodie. I know how much you love it.” Connor said, handing me the bundle of fabric. 

I held it close to my face and sniffed it, Connor’s scent filling my nose. “Thank you.” I whispered, slipping on the hoodie. “You’re welcome. I have, like, 5 more at home. I can spare one for you.” He said, pressing a kiss to my cheek as he pulled on his jeans.

“I love you Connor.” I said once he was dressed, the moonlight highlighting his sharp cheekbones. His usually cold face softened, allowing me access to a side of him very, very few have seen.

“I love you Y/N. I’ll see you at school, ok?” Connor said, and I nodded as he opened my bedroom window. “I’ll see you at school.” I replied, touching my fingers to my lips. They felt like Connor’s lips were still moulded with them, and I didn’t want the feeling to go away.

“I love you Y/N.” Connor whispered, blowing me a kiss before leaving my bedroom, shutting the window behind him. I laid down in my bed, Connor’s hoodie pulled tightly around me like a security blanket of some sorts.

I felt myself finally drifting off to sleep after the events of the past hour or so. “I love you.” I muttered once more before drifting off to sleep. Little did I know that Connor was muttering those same words as he walked home, that adorable, dorky smile resting on his face as he said them.


“Good morning Y/L/N.” Jared said, awkwardly pushing past people as he approached me. “Good morning Jared.” I chuckled, adjusting the straps of my backpack as I spoke.

“Hey, is that a new hoodie?” Jared asked, gesturing to Connor’s hoodie with his thumb. My cheeks flushed slightly and I nodded. “You could say that.” I responded, fiddling with the white strings of the jacket.

Jared’s brow furrowed, as he stared intently at the hoodie. Suddenly his eyes widened, and his jaw dropped so far it practically hit the floor. “That… that’s Connor Murphy’s, isn’t it?” Jared said, his eyes now trained on me.

I felt my blush darken as I nodded, and Jared smirked his trademark smirk. “So, you and Murphy, eh? I wouldn’t have imagined it, but now I can picture it.” He said, punching my shoulder lightly. “Whatever Jared.” I muttered, my cheeks ablaze as I opened my locker.

“Hey, it’s no big deal. I’m happy for the two of you, of course. I just, it’s unexpected, that’s all.” Jared said, and I looked at him quizzically. He let out a sigh and ran a hand through his hair.

“I’ve always thought of you as my little sister, Y/N, and I want to look out for you. I’ve heard horror stories about Connor and his… temper, so I just wanted you to be happy. And safe.” Jared said, concern clear in his eyes.

“You don’t have to worry about me, Jared.” I said and Jared looked like a considerable weight had been taken off his shoulders. “I love Connor, and I am both safe and happy. In fact, I reckon I’ve never been happier.”

nothing without you

→ pairing: jeon jungkook x reader 
→ genre: post break-up au, angst, fluff
→ words:
1,789
→ warnings: none
→ summary: Sometimes you don’t know what you have until you lose it, or in this case, him, Jeon Jungkook.

Originally posted by jkguks

The sound of the monotone voice from the speakers above woke you from your trance as it announces the next stop was near. You stare blankly at the dozens of people who stand up from their seats and walk towards the closed double doors of the bus. It takes you a moment before you realize it’s your stop coming next and you get up on your feet in in instance, nervousness clenching around your stomach as you take a deep breath.

What are you doing, Y/N? Turn around.

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Glowing Love

Originally posted by theb2knetwork

So, the reason this was written before my next “In Training” fic, is because I was pondering ideas with @i-kneel-for-king-loki and we both have a fantasy that’s been lying around in our minds for YEARS. So, I decided, “Hey, why don’t I make our dreams come true and write this fantasy up and make it come to life?” And well.. Tada! 

Original Fantasy: Making love with Jeff Hardy while being covered in glow paint like his is in his old entrance. 

Description: Jeff Hardy and his friend are playing around with glow paint and things turn sexual when the painting becomes a bit more intimate than they thought it would. Jeff reveals his feelings for her, because she’s artistic and outgoing just like he is, which causes him to feel drawn to her. 

Rating: Mature 

Category: Fluffy, Passionate Smut

Warnings: Smutty Goodness. 

Notes: Minimal help with editing and beta reading by the very lovely partner of mine, @imagines–assemble. Love you sis! 

Enjoy! 


Matt arched a brow as he walked into his brother’s art studio that he had in his home. He smirked and crossed his arms over his chest as he saw Jeff with their friend, Y/n. 


The older Hardy knew that this was a day that Jeff wouldn’t keep quiet about. The day in question, was the day that Jeff finally had free time to invite you over to his place. You were to explore the many wonders of glow paint, because you’d told Jeff how much you loved when he used to come out in his entrance with glow paint. 


Matt continued to watch as Jeff was setting out the different colored paints. Granted, the room was pitch dark, but it was lit up with black lights to make the paint have the best look. He chuckled when you’d snuck up on Jeff and put a handprint of the green glow paint on Jeff’s side, adding color to the younger Hardy’s Retro Hardy tee that he’d cut into a tank top.


Jeff looked at the small hand print as it was glowing neon green. “Oh you’re in for it now, darlin’.” He grinned. 


Your eyes widened and you squealed, trying to get away from him. You didn’t get far though as you felt your tattooed friend pick you up with ease and smear neon pink paint all along the sides of the Reborn By Fate tank top you were wearing.  


Matt chuckled. “The hell are you two doin’? I thought you were painting.” He shook his head as he gestured to your bodies. 


Jeff smirked at his older brother. “Oh we are. We’re just painting-” He was interrupted as you’d thrown some of the yellow paint at him and it made a splat on the side of his face, so he’d paused in his reply to his brother. He was brought back when he heard your giggles. “-each other…” He mumbled and glanced over at you. 


Matt nodded. “Right…Well, don’t go killin’ each other.” He waved and left the studio, shutting the door behind him as he left you two alone.

The enigma crossed his arms over his chest. “Alright, alright. Yeah, you’re being cute, but-” He was cut off again, only this time, he was actually facing you, so when you flicked paint at him, it splattered on his face. He closed his eyes and then opened them to look at you. “That does it! C’mere you!” He lunged for you. 


You screamed and ran to escape his grasp. “No! Jeff! I-I’m sorry!” You yelped as you were suddenly met with your own face getting splattered with paint. You pouted and crossed your arms as if you were having a tantrum. “So not cool…” You grumbled. You couldn’t remain angry or upset though when you heard Jeff’s outburst of laughter from across the room.

“You’re lucky that I love you so much as a friend, Hardy.” You smirked and licked your lips.

Jeff grinned. “Oh yeah?” He leaned down and got some neon purple paint as he managed to sneak up behind you. You weren’t paying attention and he took advantage as he spanked you. The action left a purple handprint right on one of the cheeks of your denim shorts.

The sudden smack on your ass causing you to yelp and jump. Your eyes grew a bit wide as you walked over to one of the tall mirrors he kept in his studio. Peeking at your ass, you see a bright purple handprint on your left cheek. You couldn’t help but to flush bright red. 


Jeff couldn’t help but to laugh. ‘She’s got a pretty nice ass, considering what I felt when I smacked it.’ He thought to himself. His eyes grew wide when he saw you coming at him with the pink paint. “Noo, no no. Don’t even-!” He was silenced as you had ran over with a cup that you managed to grab that was lying around and splash it right on the front of his shirt, causing a drip effect down it.

You grinned triumphantly and crossed your arms over your chest, sticking your tongue out at him playfully. You squealed as he began walking towards you with the purple paint. “N-no! Let’s just paint like we planned, Jeffers!”

Jeff grinned devilishly. “That ship sailed when you splattered glow paint on my face, Y/n.” He grabbed you tightly and started to trail his fingers all over your sides and arms, tickling you. 


You screamed and bursted out in giggles as he tickled you. You grabbed onto his arms as you tried to keep your balance. You had almost fallen when you tripped over something, but Jeff had caught you. The only thing about the way Jeff had caught you, was.. Well, his hands were gripping your backside firmly, so now you had a pair of his handprints on the back of your shorts.

Jeff took a deep breath and bit his lip as he realized how close in proximity you two were. Your faces were only a few inches apart. He flushed lightly. “Guess I should’ve been more careful when ticklin’ you, darlin’.” He said softly.

You nodded slightly and bit your bottom lip shyly. “Y-Yeah…” You whispered. You felt butterflies swarming your stomach. The odd thing was, you weren’t sure why. Jeff called you ‘darlin’’ pretty often, but maybe the closeness also caused the sudden nerves to come up.

Jeff shook his head, firmly wrapping an arm around your lower back as he rose his free hand to your chin. Using his thumb to gently drag your bottom lip from your teeth, he gazed into your eyes deeply. “Y/n…You’re so beautiful, even covered in paint like this…” He spoke in a gentle tone.


You flushed deeply and gasped softly as you were rather surprised at his compliment. He’d never shown interest in you before…That you know of at least. “J-Jeff?” You said, barely audible.

The colorful enigma shook his head and smiled softly. “Shh…I-I have to tell you…” He paused as he took a deep breath to get the courage to flow inside him. “Y/n, I-I love you…”

You smiled softly. “I love you too, Jeff.” You were puzzled as to why he made it seem so important, but you soon got your answer.

Jeff chuckled and shook his head, using his hand to caress the side of your neck. “No, I mean…I love you…More than just a friend, Y/n…” He spoke a bit more shakily this time. He was terrified that he had the possibility of losing you because of the confession of his feelings for you.

You smiled brightly and reached a hand to his chest. “I love you too, Jeff…More than a-…” You spoke softly, but then you were interrupted by Jeff’s lips crashing against yours in a passionate kiss that took your breath away.


Jeff’s heart leaped in his chest. His heart telling him to just fucking kiss you already, which is why he interrupted you. The arm wrapped around your lower back pulled you even closer so your bodies were pressed together. His hand caressing the side of your neck, making the kiss deeper as he kissed you as if you were the one supplying his oxygen and he’d die without your lips.

He used his thumb to stroke your cheek lovingly, gently breaking the kiss, panting softly to get fresh air into his lungs. Jeff leaned down and rested his forehead against yours, gazing into your eyes as he continued to stroke your cheek. “You’re so amazing, Y/n…You’re artistic, beautiful, creative…No way in hell are you boring…You’re…You’re just perfect to me, darlin’…” He whispered.

You couldn’t help how deep red you flushed as you gazed into his eyes. You were left speechless. You opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. You had reduced to a puddle under his gaze, and you had no idea how to get back to your normal self. Instead of speaking, you took to your actions. Grabbing him with both your hands, you grasped the sides of his neck and pulling him in for a desperate kiss.

Jeff’s eyes widened briefly, he wasn’t used to you being this forward with him. Slowly closing his eyes as he returned the kiss. He bit at your bottom lip and tugged gently. Grunting as he felt himself getting excited and aroused, forcing himself to break the kiss. “I-I’m not sure if I can control myself…” He whispered. 


You bit your lip and nodded, breaking away from him, to his and your own disappointment. You walked over and grabbed the supply of the purple and green glow paint and made your way back to him.

Jeff tilted his head in confusion. He was aware that you both shared the same favorite colors, which were obviously purple and green. However, that still didn’t explain this gesture.

You saw the confusion dancing across Jeff’s features and smirked. Reaching for him after you set the paints down, you tugged his tank top off and tossed it aside. Afterwards, you leaned down and dipped your hands in the paint, one in green, the other in purple. Walking up close to him, you placed your hands on his chest, splayed out to leave your handprints clearly. As you did that, you leaned in and kissed him deeply, earning a soft groan from the enigma. 


Jeff gently broke the kiss and dipped his own hands in the paint like you did. He placed his hands over your breasts through the tank top you had on, only to pull them back. He removed your shirt, tossing it aside, and then quickly getting more paint, grasping your ass cheeks firmly through the denim of your shorts. The action causing him to pull you flush to his body, he leaned down and pressed his lips to yours, keeping a firm grasp on you.

You gasped softly, moaning faintly into the kiss, only to have your sounds swallowed by your friend. You couldn’t believe this was happening. It seemed too surreal, especially when you’d actually had a dream involving Jeff and his glow paint.

Jeff slowly walked you towards the wall, pressing you against the wall, his hips pinning you there as his hands kneaded at your cheeks. Gently breaking the kiss again, he smiled confidently and chuckled softly when he heard a whimper escape you. “Shh…Don’t worry, baby girl…Gotta make sure we get enough air, right?”

You giggled softly and nodded, biting your lip.

Jeff let a small growl escape him as he saw you biting your lip. “God…You have no Idea what that does to me, sweetheart…” He whispered and reached behind you to unclasp your bra, letting it fall to the floor. Biting his own lip, he dipped his hands in the purple glow paint this time, getting behind you and pressing himself against you from behind. Both hands reached and grabbed your breasts, kneading them gently. Jeff earned himself the most beautiful moans from you. As he did this, he began to roll his hips, grinding himself against you from behind. 


You gasped and laid your head back. “Hahh…J-Jeff…Mmnh.. P-please…” You whimpered as you placed your own hands over his as you grinded together.

The enigma grinned triumphantly as he heard your pleas. He leaned down and nibbled at your earlobe, whispering. “Shh…Don’t worry, baby girl…I’d never leave you hangin’.”


You nodded and purred softly as he moved from your earlobe, trailing kisses down to your neck. The glow paint there smeared on his luscious lips as he kissed and nibbled at your neck. He began to suckle on a specific spot, determined to leave his mark on you. 


Jeff groaned as he felt your plump ass grinding and wiggling back against him. He broke away from you and panted softly. “Fuck…I need to see the body I’ve fantasized about for years…I can’t wait any longer, Y/n.”

You nodded and reached down, undoing your shorts and slowly bending over to push them down your legs, revealing a dark purple thong.

Jeff groaned and licked his lips. “Fuckin’ little minx…You know what that color does to me…” He grinned and made quick strides to you, picking you up and grasping your cheeks firmly. “I knew you had a nice ass, baby girl…” He murmured and frowned when you decided to jump down from his arms.

You giggled and licked your lips. Getting down on your knees in front of him, you unbuckled his belt and undid the jeans he had on. Tugging them down roughly, you giggled as you noticed he had on boxers that matched your lingerie. Smirking, you gazed up at him. “And I’m the tease, huh?” You tilted your head in question.

Jeff chuckled and shrugged. “You know very well by now, Y/n that purple is my top color.” He grinned. “Besides, you had matching lingerie, so you’re-…O-oh fuck…” He trailed off when he felt your small hand rubbing his member methodically through his boxers.

You smiled softly, biting your lip. “Mmn…I can’t wait to see this, Jeff…As many times as I’ve dreamt of your lips against mine… I’ve also had wet dreams of your size…”

Jeff grunted and thrusted his bulge into your palm. “Y-Yeah? I hope I don’t disappoint you, baby girl…”

You bit your lip as you reached for the waistband of his boxers, sliding your fingertips under the waistband and tugging them down. You blushed deeply when his cock bobbed out and whimpered softly. With a shaky hand, you wrapped your fingers around his girth and slowly began to stroke his length, gazing up at him with innocent eyes. 


Jeff bit his lip hard. “Fuck…” He breathed out and tilted his head as he gazed down into your eyes. “Even just your hand feels good, baby…I can’t wait until I get to feel more.” He grunted and began to thrust his hips, thrusting against your strokes. “Mmn…” He took a deep, shaky breath and tilted his head back.

You began to focus on his cock now, wanting to give him as much pleasure as possible. Licking your lips as you saw the beading pre cum starting to form at the slit of the head. You leaned forward and gave it it a brief kitten lick, earning a soft groan of approval from the beautiful man.

Jeff watched you as he leaned back on the wall before reaching to pull your hair back in a makeshift ponytail, getting the glow paint in your hair as well. “Now, you don’t have to do th-…” He gasped and bit his lip hard, panting as he watched you take his cock into your hot, wet cavern slowly, inch by inch. “F-Fuck…Y/n…Th-that’s it, baby girl…” He kept his mouth open in an ‘o’ shape as he heard you gag softly. “D-don’t force yourself to take it all if you can’t, baby.” He said softly, using the hand that wasn’t holding your hair back to reach down and stroke your cheek.

You nodded in response as you had most of his length in your mouth. Moaning softly around him as you realized his cock was pulsing in your mouth.

Jeff licked his dry lips, panting softly. “L-look at me, baby girl…I need to be sure I’m not fuckin’ dreamin’. I need to see those beautiful eyes…”

You gazed up at him with soft eyes as you used your tongue to swirl around his cock. Hollowing out your cheeks as you sucked on him like a lollipop.

The younger Hardy gasped and groaned rather loudly. “Oh fuck…S-such a good girl… Mmn…” He licked his lips again and panted softly. He realized how vulnerable he was, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.

You noticed Jeff was distracted as he was in his own personal throes of bliss. Taking advantage of this brief moment, you began to relax your throat, accepting more and more of his length, gagging softly as the head of his cock finally hit the back of your throat.

Jeff gasped loudly. “Fuck! B-baby girl…D-did you just…fucking hell…” He groaned and tilted his head back as he began thrusting his hips slowly, face fucking you. He bit his lip harder as he looked back down at the beautiful woman accepting his cock into her hot little mouth. “S-such a good girl…Look at you…Taking my cock so beautifully…God, you look beautiful, Y/n…” 


You whimpered softly and reached a hand down, sliding your hand down between your legs. Moving your thong aside, you began to stroke your fingers along your already soaked lower lips. Moaning softly around his girth.

Jeff gasped, having felt the vibrations of your moans around him, catching his attention. Gazing down at you as you bobbed your head, he noticed you were touching yourself. Being a gentleman, he couldn’t handle the fact that you were helping him get off, but he wasn’t helping you. He growled, causing you to pull your mouth from his cock, licking your lips as you gazed up at him.

“Everything alright? D-Did I do someth-” You were cut off as he hefted you up and carried you over to the draft table he had, laying you down on it. His lips were pressed to yours as his paint covered hands massaged and kneaded your breasts. You arched your back and moaned softly, the kiss breaking, which made him travel kisses along the column of your neck.

Jeff pressed kisses all along your throat and chest before reaching your breasts. He continued to knead them in his hands as he mouthed kisses over the top of your breasts. He panted softly as he began kissing down your stomach, trailing his paint covered fingers along the soft flesh, leaving finger trails of the glow paint, mostly the purple glow paint.

You bit your lip as you propped up on your elbows to gaze down at him as you watched him admire and worship your body. It made you feel so wonderful.

The younger Hardy looked up at you, having reached your legs as he knelt down, spreading your legs as he massaged your outer thighs, meanwhile, he trailed tender kisses along the insides of each thigh. “How’d I get so lucky to even have a friend like you, Y/n? It puzzles me…You’ve been there with me through all of it. Even when I was struggling, never once did you look down on me or leave my side…” He whispered softly as he felt tears brimming his eyes.

You sat up slowly and briefly kissed him. “I’d never give up on you, my colorful enigma…You mean so much to me, I wish words could help me in explaining it, but they can’t…” You whispered softly as you caressed his face in your small palms. 


Jeff smiled lovingly as he gazed at you. Grabbing your wrist gently, he turned his head to kiss your palm. “I know, that’s why I need to show you how much everything that you’ve ever done for me…means to me.” He leaned in, his head between your thighs now as he moved the fabric of your thong aside, licking a long, slow trail up your slit.

You gasped loudly and laid back down, your back against the draft table again as you propped up on your elbows again. You’d be damned if you didn’t see him as he went down on you.

Holy shit…” He spoke breathily and licked his lips as he savored your essence. “I’m positive that I just found an addiction I’d be proud of…” He grinned as he looked up at you.

You giggled softly, biting your fingernail shyly and lifting a leg to go over his shoulder. “Mmn…Yeah? Maybe you should get another taste before you decide, handsome.” You said softly.

Jeff smirked and licked his lips hungrily, looking between your legs as he practically dived in. He kissed your lower set of lips and hungrily delved his tongue in deeply as he devoured your dripping cunt. He continued his ministrations with his devilish, yet wonderful tongue.

The enigma certainly could work you into a frenzy with the wet muscle of his deep inside your pussy. He smiled against your lips as he watched you arch your back in pleasure. Reaching his hand to splay out on your lower abdomen, he used his thumb to reach above where his lips were hungrily feasting on you, rubbing furious circles over your sensitive clit.

You cried out as Jeff ate you out. “Ah! J-Jeff!” Whimpering as you began to breathe heavily, you watched him keep his concentration solely on pleasuring you with everything he had in him. Reaching a hand down as he had both of your legs over his shoulders, you tangled your fingers in his hair, the action causing streaks of paint to coat his locks. Your other hand gently caressed his cheek, rubbing it softly as you watched him.

Jeff gazed up into your eyes, his beautiful hazel eyes shimmering as he enjoyed every drop of your juices. He was relentless with his tongue as he feasted on you and slurped up any sign of juices that showed. It was as if he was a man dying of thirst and starving for you. 


Feeling you gripping his hair firmly and tugging on it roughly as he noticed you squirming, he knew you had to be close to an orgasm. He was aching to taste those juices that he’d been the reason for. Moving his hands to grip the outsides of your thighs firmly, he dug the blunt of his fingernails into your soft flesh. Delving his tongue in as deep as he possibly could, Jeff even used his nose to nudge against the sensitive bundle of nerves.

Crying out as the most earth-shattering orgasm you’ve ever had washed over your body, leaving you a panting, moaning mess. “J-Jeff!” Whimpering as Jeff made damn sure that he didn’t miss a single drop of your juices.

Jeff smirked and eagerly licked up any juices that were dripping from you. He growled deeply and pulled away from your cunt, licking his lips happily. Closing his eyes as he savored the sweetness of your essence.

Fuck…I’ll never get enough of that to quench my thirst for you, darlin’…And, I can honestly say that I’m proud to have an addiction to you…” He murmured and picked you up, lying you on the floor. Having a tarp laid out so the floor wouldn’t get paint on it, he shoved his boxers off and tossed them aside. Quickly getting on his knees to tug your thong off and tossing it aside as well. He was just way too eager to be inside of you.

The rainbow haired warrior was just terrified that this was an all too vivid dream and that he’d wake up without you there. He bit his lip as he let his paint covered hands roam along the curves and dips of your beautiful, paint covered body. He felt as if he was admiring the most beautiful piece of artwork he’d ever laid his eyes on.

Biting your lip, you gazed up at him, feeling shivers go up your spine at his gentle touch, causing you to whimper softly. You realized the gaze of his eyes roaming your body and flushed deeply, feeling self conscious of your body now. However, looking at his eyes, you noticed his hazel eyes glimmering with admiration and awe as he took in every inch of your body. He’d seen your body before when you painted together, having your shirt ride up or something. But he also knew about the scars you had. You shivered as you felt him trace his fingers over any scars that you had, and feeling as his fingers ran along every curve and contour of your flesh.

Jeff took a deep breath and finally breathed out. “So beautiful…So gorgeous…” He was in a daze as he worshipped and admired your body. 


You blushed bright red and gazed up at him. “Jeff…As much as I’m loving your adoration over my body right now…I-I really need you, babe…” You said softly, being shy again.

Jeff bit his lip and nodded. “Right! S-Sorry about that, darlin’…” He chuckled softly and blushed lightly. Lifting one of your legs to rest on his shoulder, he gently nudged your other leg to open up more for him. Biting his lip as he focused on his cock, Jeff held onto the base of his length before pressing the head to your cunt. Slowly, he began to slide in. Screwing his eyes shut, he gasped as he felt your tight heat accepting him inch by inch. “F-Fuuck…” He groaned and looked up at you, seeing you gasping and clawing at the tarp you were laid on, whimpering.

A-Ah! J-Jeff…s-so big!” You screwed your eyes shut and arched your back as you felt him slowly sliding in still. You were panting softly as you tried to relax.

Jeff noticed your struggle, panting softly himself as it took every ounce of him to reign in his control. He reached one hand up and gently placed his hand on the side of your neck, his thumb resting over your throat. Finally, he was seated inside you completely. Leaning down, gently pressing a loving kiss to your plump lips. “Shh… S’alright, baby girl…I’m all in now, but I need you to relax for me, alright?”

You slowly opened your eyes, licking your dried lips at the sight you were greeted with. Jeff’s beautiful eyes gazed at you with the utmost love and adoration, along with concern because of how you seemed uncomfortable. You nodded at him briefly and took a deep breath, managing to get yourself to relax for him. The slight pain eased away and turned into pleasure, causing a sudden moan to escape your lips.

Jeff grunted as he felt your body relax, feeling your walls open up just slightly for him. “Mmn…Fuck, such a good girl…Feels good, hm?” He chuckled softly when you nodded. “Yeah?” He bit his lip, slowly easing himself out, then thrusting back in, earning him a gasp and a small whisper of ‘fuck’ to fall from your lips. “My god, baby girl…You’re still so tight…Squeezing around my cock so beautifully…Feels so fuckin’ good, Y/n…” He spoke softly.

You whimpered and reached your hands to grasp at his waist firmly as he started to pick up a rhythm for his thrusts. You couldn’t help but already be close to another orgasm. Jeff’s voice alone was rather arousing, and the way it sounded as he was over you like this, just…Well, somehow it managed to sound even sexier. You dug your fingernails into his hips, panting, whimpering, and moaning for him as he continued to thrust. 


“Ah! G-gonna…” You squeezed your eyes shut.

Jeff shook his head. “Baby girl, look at me when you cum…I want…No, I need to see your face when you cum…” He watched as you opened your eyes and a cry of his name left your luscious lips, feeling as you came apart around his length for the first time. “Fuck…Such a gorgeous sight…” He said as he was in awe.

You bit your lip shyly, trying to catch your breath.

Jeff smiled softly, turning his head to gently press his lips against your ankle before moving your legs to wrap around his waist. “Fuck, I need to be closer to my girl…” He smirked when he saw you get flustered when he said that. Leaning down to hover right over you, pulling out and thrusting back in roughly, both of you gasping. “Mmn… Feels so good…You gonna be my girl, Y/n?” He asked softly as he was only inches from your face, waiting patiently for your answer.

You couldn’t believe that the Jeff Hardy, your best friend of many years, was asking you to be his. You felt tears brimming your eyes, caressing his face in your hands, nodding quickly. “O-Of course I’ll be your girl, Jeff…” You whispered softly, gazing into his eyes. Your own eyes were shining with unshed tears before you pulled him down into a deep, passion filled kiss.

Jeff moaned into the kiss as his heart began beating a bit faster. He gripped onto your hips tightly, driving himself home deep inside you. He never knew what feeling complete felt like until now. Even as you two made love, even in his favorite room of his house, you made him feel whole. He gently broke the kiss, panting softly. “You feel so fucking good, baby girl…I-I’m not sure I can last much longer…” He murmured, leaning in and going after your neck to mark you with love bites.

You whimpered softly, gasping as you felt yourself on the cusp of yet another orgasm. “J-Jeff…G-gonna cum again, babe…” You bit your lip hard.

Jeff held you close to him, your bodies pressed as close together as possible. “Cum with me, baby girl…Just let go for me… Fuck…Please…” He grunted as he moaned out your name, releasing his cum deep inside you when he felt your walls squeeze around his cock and you came undone with him. 


You panted heavily and held him close before pulling his face down. Firmly caressing his face in your hands, you pulled him into a deep, breathtaking kiss.

Jeff perked up when he heard the door open. 


“Hey Jeffro! I’m here to help you and Y/n with the-” He paused and grinned, seeing you two intertwined on the floor, covered in mostly purple and green glow paint. “Maybe it’s a good thing I was late.. You guys look like a couple of hormonal teenagers.” He smirked, crossing his arms over his chest. “And how fitting that I see mostly purple and green glow paint!”

Jeff growled. “Oh shut it, Moore.”

You giggled and hid your face a bit.

Shannon laughed. “How was she, Hardy? Willing to share ‘er sometime?”

Jeff snarled. “Fuck off, Shan! She’s mine!”

Shannon grinned, knowing the protective nature he had over you was always there, but now it’d be much worse.

Jeff stood up, tossing his tank top and your shorts at you, looking around for your lingerie but having no luck.

Shannon grinned. “About time you two got together…” He murmured and perked up a brow when something caught his eye. He grinned devilishly. “Well, what have we here?” He chuckled and walked over, picking up your deep purple thong, whistling. “Damn…I’d love to see this on ya next time before Jeff rips it offa ya, darlin’. He winked at you. 

You hid your face in your hands and giggled, blushing furiously. 


Jeff grabbed his boxers and his jeans, tugging them on quickly, snarling as he took a step towards Shannon.

Shannon’s eyes widened when he noticed Jeff coming for him and shoved your thong in his pocket. “Well, this was fun!” He ran out the door as he cackled.

Jeff grunted and ran after Shannon. “Shannon, you fucker! Gimme back Y/n’s thong! I ain’t fuckin’ sharin’ her with you!”

You got up quickly and got dressed in your shorts and Jeff’s tank top, running out to catch up with them in the living room.

Shannon seemed cornered. “C'mon, man! Why worry about her thong when you have the fuckin’ gorgeous woman it belongs to all to yourself?”

Jeff snarled and dove for Shannon.

Shannon’s eyes grew wide again as he was speared to the floor roughly by Jeff. Both men landing with a loud thump.

Matt ran quickly from upstairs. “Oh, I see Shannon’s here. Jeff, why the hell did you tackle him?” He crossed his arms over his chest as he tried to understand the situation.

Jeff sighed and held Shannon down. “He walked in on Y/n and I.”

Matt nodded. “Uh huh…I recall you inviting Moore over to paint with you and Y/n… Which brings me to my next question…Why are you and Y/n covered in the glow paint?”

You chewed your bottom lip nervously, shyly as you put your head down.

Jeff didn’t seem flustered of it at all. “Well… We kinda…Well…We did make love…” He cleared his throat and smiled shyly at his older brother. 


Matt nodded again. “I see, now that I know that…Go into detail to why we’re in this situation.”

Jeff looked at you and you simply shrugged, as if it would gross Matt out or make him uncomfortable, right? “Well, this fucker decided when we were getting dressed, that he wanted a memento, and took my girlfriend’s thong.”

Matt shook his head in disappointment. He put his forehead against his hand. “Fuck’s sake…Are you guys in fuckin’ high school again? Seriously! I feel deja vu, I’ve seen you guys do this shit before. Shannon, give Y/n’s thong back.”

Shannon grumbled and rolled his eyes, handing over the deep purple lingerie piece over to Jeff. “Not fair when he gets the fuckin’ girl it belongs to…” He grumbled and crossed his arms over his chest, huffing angrily.

Jeff got off of Shannon and smirked at you, walking over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Y/n, I realize this isn’t considered your home, but you feel like home to me whenever you’re around…It does get lonely here, but when you’re here with me…I feel complete, and this house doesn’t feel so empty, it feels like a home that has a future set…what I’m trying to say is…Would you consider moving in with me?”

You bit your lip, mulling it over before you pulled him down, kissing Jeff passionately. “Of course I will…I practically live here already it feels like.” You smiled brightly. “Mind if I take take a shower, babe? As much as I enjoy being covered in paint, I need to feel clean again.”

Jeff chuckled and nodded, gently giving your ass a parting pat as you walked away to the bathroom.

Matt had long left the room when the fighting stopped.

Shannon got up and went to stand next to his close friend as he was watching you with adoration as you walked away. He leaned in and whispered to him. “How was she?”

Jeff shoved his heavily tattooed friend. “Shut up, asshole. But honestly? I can say I found myself an addiction that I’m proud to have. And that addiction…Is to her.” He smiled softly. 


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The Secret (11)

prologue; part one; part two; part three; part four; part five; part six; part seven; part eight; part nine; part ten; part eleven; part twelve; part thirteen; epilogue.

With Baekhyun touring in Japan, things quickly went back to normal for you and Zoe. You woke up and wrestled your daughter into her school uniform, dropped her off at school and headed to work, picked Zoe up in the afternoon and took her to one of her many classes. Then it was dinner, bath and bed – for the both of you. It was just how things were before you introduced Baekhyun to your daughter … before you’d even met Baekhyun again after years apart.

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Search Party (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

OMG WHY ARE YOUR PROMPTS SO CUTE???? Anyways can I have a Draco x reader one?? Like they’re in their 4th year or something, around GOF, and reader is a gryffindor but legit acts like a hufflepuff and looses her pet, but like her pet is a rabbit or turtle and Draco is just like “wtf you lost a ___ in the castle???” Thank you!!! Xx


“Hermione, Hermione, HERMIONE! Can you slow down, I’m sure Hagrid’s not going to yell at us if we’re five minutes late to class.” You said, trying to put in your robe as she dragged you out of your shared room and out towards the hall. You had both overslept, you were all up all night trying to come up with solution for the first task of the tournament…none of you wanted Harry to be BBQ’ed by a dragon. Even Draco helped, much to everyone’s surprised.

“Honestly, Y/N, we’re going to be more than five minutes late, we haven’t even left the castle yet! And we need to make it to the field!” just to calm the girl down, you begrudgingly started running besides her and much to her delight, you guys made it to the field in less than 3 minutes, just in time. Hagrid wasn’t even there yet.

“About time you showed up, I was beginning to think Herman kidnapped you.” A voice said from behind you, making you turn around, a finger waving in the air  already.

“Draco Malfoy, how many times do I have to tell you to stop it with the insults?” you reproached as the he gulped.

“Sorry Hermione…” he muttered as Hermione stifled her giggles with her hand, she bid the both of you goodbye as she spotted the rest of the golden trio.

“I swear love, you’re lucky I’m rather fond of you because never in a trillion years would I be apologizing to a Gryffindor.” He joked, grabbing your bag and linking his hand with yours.

“Well I’m sure you never thought you would be dating one as well.” You said pecking his lip while he rolled his eyes at you, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he smiled at you.

“Come on, Hagrid’s finally here and Potter is shooting daggers at me for keeping you away from the class.” He said as he led you towards the class, near Crabbe and Goyle and the Golden trio.

Care of Magical Creatures went on as usual, you chatted with Draco as you worked, trying your hardest to make him and the Golden trio friends. You can clearly remember when you told the trio that you and Draco were dating…

“Draco? As in Draco Malfoy?” Harry said, spitting out the pumpkin juice he had been drinking.

“OUR SWORN ENEMY?!” Ron yelled, as he stood up from his chair.

“Hm, that does explain why you lingered so much by the dungeons lately…” Hermione said softly, laughing at the scene in front of her, grabbing Ron’s arm and sitting him back down.

“I bet he hexed her! A love potion even!”

“Is he blackmailing you? Does he have Snape behind this plan of his? We could owl Sirius, or Remus even, they’re not afraid of Snape.” Harry asked, worried etched on his face as Ron’s frown deepened.

“There is no evil masterplan! We got paired up in Charms, after that we hung out more and one thing lead to another… I’m just letting you blokes know before anyone else.” You finished, blushing slightly. Harry was about to protest but Hermione cut him off.

“Would you two calm down? She’s perfectly capable of making her own choices, although I’m also trying to understand why, Y/N knows what she’s doing.” Hermione said, having enough of  Ron and Harry’s questioning about Draco’s intentions.

You chuckled at the memory as Draco nudge your side, pointing at how Ron managed to anger one of the Skrewts; Hermione was trying to soothe the angry Skrewt with food as Ron glared at it. Class was soon dismissed and you all headed towards the castle, you and Draco held hands as you walked, you could faintly hear Hermione telling the boys to stop glaring and to behave. You made a mental note to thank her later. Both the Slytherins and the Gryffindors had Potions after lunch so you all headed towards the dining hall. Since you had overslept, this was the first meal you were going to have today.

“I should’ve woken you up or something, but I doubt I would’ve been welcome ibro your common room.” Draco said as he laughed at the amount of food you had piled on your plate.

“Yeah, especially since the twins are still weary of you.” you joked back.

“I should be the one weary of them! Once Weasley told the whole Gryffindor dorm about us they pranked me nonstop for a week!”

“You gotta hand it to them, they snuck into the Slytherin common room just to mess with your shampoo, green looked good on you babe.” You said, laughing as you grabbed another roll of bread.

“Yeah, yeah, hurry up now, love, I don’t want Granger to scold me if we both show up late to Potions.” He said, grabbing two cookies and wrapping them up in napkin before stuffing them inside his robes. You bid his friends goodbye, Crabbe and Goyle waved back as Pansy glared at you, she wasn’t fond of how you would sit down and eat at the Slytherin table instead of your own house table but after Draco told her off the first time, she keeps her comments to herself and just glares.

Since it was a Friday, Potions was your last class of the day, and much to Snape’s annoyance, no one but Hermione was paying attention. Even though it felt like forever, class was finally over.

“Can you believe? Finally a Friday where neither team has practice! I just need to go drop off my bag and change, then we can go to the lake.” You said as Draco walked you towards the Gryffindor common room.
“I need to do the same, meet you out here in 15 minutes?” He asked, you nodded as you grabbed your bag from his awaiting hand, you kissed him softly and bid him off. You entered the common room, seeing Harry, Ron and Hermione already sprawled out near the fire.
“Hey Y/N! Are you up for a game of wizard chess?” Harry called out.
“I’m sorry Harry, Draco and I are going to the lake, he swears he can get the giant squid to do tricks like a puppy.” You said laughing.
“Alright, rain check then?”
“Absolutely!” You shouted as you ran up the stairs and towards the girls dorms.
“They’re cute together.” Hermione said as she watched you run up the stairs.
“A little too cute.” Ron grumbled.
“Come on Ronald, she brings the best out of him. Draco and his goons have been more civil towards us ever since they started dating and you know.” Hermione said, defiantly.
“She’s right, as much as I hate to admit it…and he treats her right.” Harry added.
Ron was about to say something when you came running down the stairs, a worried and frantic look etched on your face.
“GUYS! GUYS!” You screamed as you skipped the last two steps, almost tripping on your way down, luckily Harry caught you as he was already making his way towards you.
“Y/N, What’s wrong?” He asked as Hermione and Ron made their way to you.
“He’s gone!” You cried out, your eyes glistening with tears.
“Who’s gone? Who’s he?” Harry’ asked.

“Speedy is gone! He’s not in his tank!”
“Are you sure he’s not there?” Hermione asked, placing a hand on your shoulder.
“Yes I’m sure! He’s a turtle, he’s always in his tank and as I finished changing I went to check on him and he wasn’t there.” You replied, a few tears making their way down your cheeks.
“Isn’t he in a tank…full of water? On top of your desk? With a cover?” Ron asked, cautiously, not wanting to make you cry even more.
“Yes he is, well was! But he’s not there! Now are you going to help me look for him or not?” You said, glaring at Ron as he raised his hands in surrender. Harry and Hermione started moving the furniture around the room, you quickly took out your wand and whispered Lumos, and searched under the countless bookcases.
You heard the portrait hole open but didn’t think much of it, you were much too worried about your turtle.
“Thanks Longbottom, but I see her, don’t know what she’s doing but I’ve found her. Thanks again for letting mein.” You bumped your head in the shelf as you stood up quickly, hearing Draco’s voice. You immediately ran to him.
“Hey, hey, what’s wrong, love? Are you hurt?” Draco asked, voice laced with concern as he saw you crying. His eyes scanned you over for any sign of injuries.
“Speedy’s missing! I was in such a rush to get ready this morning that I must’ve forgotten to close his tank cover after I fed him. He must’ve climbed out because of the new plant I got him…I should’ve listened to Hermione, that plant was far too tall for his tank.” You ranted as the tears rolled down your face.
“YN…you lost a turtle, in the castle?” Draco asked confused but he couldn’t bear to you in distressed so instead questioning you he comforted you.

“It’s going to be okay, love, we’re going to find him.” He answered, kissing your forehead and wiping your tears. You nodded, smiling weakly at him. You and Hermione searched the girl’s dorm as the boys did the same in their perspective dorms. After two hours you all regrouped in the common room and began searching every nook and cranny.

“Love it’s almost dinner time, do you want to go down and grab a quick bite to eat and then look for him?” Draco said, you were both crawling around the floor, looking for Speedy.

“I’m not hungry.” You mumbled, sadly.
“Speedy wouldn’t want you to get sick, you need to eat something.”
“I just can’t believe he’s missing, Dumbledore trusted me to be responsible enough to take care of a turtle, oh Merlin what is McGonagall going to say? Why didn’t I get a cat instead…”
“Just last week you had a full out argument with Granger about how Speedy was much cuter than Crookshanks.” Draco said, making you smile.
“You know I was right, he’s the cutest pet in the castle.” You said, laughingly softly at the memory.

After a few more minutes Harry, Ron and Hermione told you that they were going to go get some food but that they would search along the way, just in case if Speedy got out of the common room.
You nodded and went back to searching, you still had to look by the windows and under the staircases. You were heading towards the stairs when Draco yelled out your name.
“Y/N! I found him!” He said, running towards you, Speedy safely in his hands.
“Oh Speedy!” You said, taking him from Draco’s hand.
“That’s it, I’m taking that plant out, you must be hungry, come on let’s get you back home.” You gushed, Speedy only stared at you, unaware of the anguish he caused. You were about to tell Draco that you were going to your room to put him in his tank but he beat you to it.
“Go, he probably misses the water, I’ll wait here.” Draco said, smiling fondly at you, happy that you weren’t sad anymore.
You quickly nodded, already halfway up the stairs but then came running back down. Before he could ask if something was wrong, you cut him with a passionate kiss. After a few seconds you broke apart, both of you flushed, and smiling.

“Thank you.”

“Anything for you, love.”

moving on ➳ brett talbot

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

request? no

    summary: After getting your heartbroken by your ex, Liam, two months ago. You’re still trying to move on.

pairing(s): brett talbot x fem!reader

warning(s): heartbroken!reader, cute!brett

a/n: another reuploaded imagine, hope y’all enjoy though!

I huffed, glaring daggers at the smiling couple down the hall from me. My glare changed to a small whimper after Liam kissed Hayden. I turned away from the sight, and went back to gathering my books from my locker. I jumped in surprise when I felt a hand on my shoulder, which turned out to be my best friend, Lydia Martin.

“Y/N,” Lydia sent me a sad smile, “It’s been two months, doll.”

“I know,” I snapped at her, “You think I want to feel like this? You think I like waking up, and feeling like I’m never good enough? You think I like still being stuck on his dumb-ass? I don’t, Lydia, and I’m sorry if me being heartbroken is kinda an inconvenience for you.”

A look of hurt flashed across her face, and I sighed, feeling guilty. I know Lydia didn’t mean harm, but I really couldn’t help it. I felt eyes on my back, and I peeked over my shoulder to realize it was the pack. After the breakup between Liam and me, I stopped talking to the pack. It was really awkward whenever I was around, along with Liam and Hayden so I choose to exclude myself from the little group. I only talked to Lydia now, as she’s been my best friend since we were 5, and we live right next to each other.

“I’m sorry, Lydia,” I told the strawberry blonde gently, “I know you don’t mean harm, but it’s hard.”

“I had no right to say that,” She replied, “I know what you’re going through, I mean I went through it when Jackson left. I’m really sorry, Y/N. Best Friends?”

“Best friends,” I laughed, hooking my pinky with hers. I closed my locker, and we began making our way to our first class.

“Soo, are you ready for the Devenford Prep vs Beacon Hills game tonight?” asked Lydia, with a sly smirk.

“I am,” I chuckled, “It should be an interesting game.”

“Mhmm, what about seeing your loverboy?” She teased me, and I rolled my eyes but a blush crept upon my cheeks.

“You know how I feel, but Brett is just a friend,” I told the smirking strawberry-blonde as we found our seats. She sat in front of me as usual. She just sent me a smirk before class began.

“Y/N!” I heard Lydia call my name, as I made my way over to the lacrosse field, where Devenford Prep players were practicing.

“Hey, Lyds,” I greeted my best friend, taking the empty seat next to her. I bit the urge to roll my eyes as the pack sat behind us, “Don’t start.”

“What?” She asked in ‘fake shock’, and I gave her a look, “All I was going to say was you were looking quite cozy with Mr. Talbot.”

“He’s a friend, Lydia,” I huffed, shaking my head at her bright grin. I turned my attention back to the field, where Brett was now looking straight over at us, shirtless and with his lacrosse stick on his shoulders, behind his head.


“Doesn’t seem like it,” She hummed, “Ooh, he’s making his way over here.”

“Hey Y/N,” The green-eyed boy said, with a smirk on his face, “Lydia.”

“Hey, Brett. You ready for the game tonight?” I smiled, at the handsome boy in front of me.

“Of course I am. You’re coming right? I need my cheerleader,” He winked at me, as Lydia let out a little squeal that I barely heard, “How about a date afterwards also?

“TALBOT!” Bretts’ coached screamed at him, “GET BACK TO PRACTICE. YOU CAN TALK TO YOUR LITTLE GIRLFRIEND LATER!”

Brett left, giving me a wink and I couldn’t help the blush that spread across my cheeks, and the huge smile that broke out on my face.

“Sure you guys are just friends?” Lydia teased, raising an eyebrow. I bit my lip, looking back and forth between her and Brett. I knew that the best way to get over Liam, would to try and forget him.

“HEY, BRETT!” I yelled to the blonde haired boy, who stopped and faced me with a raised eyebrow, “HOW ABOUT THIS, YOU WIN TONIGHT AND I’LL LET YOU TAKE ME ON THAT DATE.”

“YOU’RE ON!” He screamed back, before jogging back to the rest of his teammates.

“I hope we aren’t,” I answered Lydias’ question from earlier. I laughed as Lydia threw her arms around me.

“I’m so happy for you, doll,” She told me quietly, and I sent her a smile.

“I feel happy,” I bit my lip as I looked out on the field.

“Well, let’s go get you ready,” giggled Lydia, pulling me to my feet, and dragging me off to her car. With her dragging me, I ended up tripping on my own feet and fell to my butt, blushing when I realized Brett was staring with a goofy smile.

“Isn’t this too much?” I asked Lydia as she applied another layer of Power Driven (Dark Red) on my lips.

“Never,” She smiled, finally closing the lipstick and stepping back.

I was dressed in a casual black dress, with stockings underneath and my black ankle boots, topped with a crimson red cardigan. My hair was put away in a messy braided bun, and I had a smokey eye look.

“Let’s go,” I chuckled, and yet again I was dragged to her car

/ Lacrosse Field /

Arriving at the field, we quickly took our seats. The game started no later than 5 minutes after.

Brett quickly took possession of the ball, and scored a shot. I bit my lip, as Lydia nudged me with a huge smile on her face.

“Is it bad that I want them to win?” I asked Lydia as Brett scored another shot. He sent me a wink as soon as I met his gaze.

“No,” She grabbed my hand and squeezed it with a warm smile, “you’re finally allowing yourself to move on.“

/ After Game /

Devenford Prep won the game with 10-8. I decided to wait around so Brett could shower or whatever, and Lydia was with me as the pack stumbled over. When I seen Liam with his arm around Hayden, I strangely didn’t feel any hostility like usual. Jackson wrapped an arm around Lydia, kissing her forehead. I smiled at the PDA, they were adorable.

“I think you owe someone a date, Y/N,” Lydia sang teasingly, motioning her head to behind me, where Brett stood. He was cleaned up, and rubbing the back of his head, sheepishly.

“You are right,” I gave her a quick hug, before making my way over to Brett, “Congratulations, Brett.”

“Thanks,” He continued rubbing the back of his head, “So, about that date..”

“Where are you taking me?” I asked, catching a surprised look spread across his face, “What? Did you think I was lying about the date?”

“No - no. Let’s go,” Brett held out his hand, and I gladly took it, lacing my fingers with his.

When We Collide (Part 12)

Pairing: Assistant!Y/N/CEO!Luke

Rating: NC-17

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11

Summary: He is the definition of high class smart ass, swimming in Dom Pierre Pérignon champagne and has never seen the shadow of poverty. She is underprivileged, lives in a messy dorm room on sale and struggles working as an assistant after being thrown out of college. But how will they collide when Luke makes Y/N pregnant after a drunkenly one night stand?

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“Y/N, you threw up in her Marc Jacobs bag? That must be the funniest thing I’ve heard all week!” 

“Trust me, it wasn’t as funny as it sounds.” You mumbled with your phone resting between your shoulder and ear, eyes glancing up to look for when the elevator would arrive.

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7 years - BadBoy! Jeon Jungkook x Reader - Part 3

In all honesty this series was only going to have two parts but cause you guys are so damn cute I extended it.

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3 - Here  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10.1  Part 10.2  Part 10.3  Part 11  Part 12


When you had gotten home, eyes puffy from crying tears of happiness, you immediately video called Areum. When she had answered, she briefly panicked at the sight of your tear stained face and you reassured her that everything was alright. You spent an hour explaining the whole ordeal to her and then another explaining your relationship with Jungkook.

“Wait… so I, your best friend, did not know You and Jungkook are practically soulmates?” You choked on your bottle of water whilst having a mini coughing fit. When you had recovered, you snapped your head up and glared directly at the screen of your laptop.

“Soulmates where? We’re just childhood friends.” Areum tutted and shook her head. She the went on to give you a sly smile as if she knew something you didn’t.

“Oh come on Y/N. We all know which way this relationship is going. You have seen ‘Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo’ right? The childhood friends always end up together.” You aggressively shook your head whilst you blushed heavily at the thought of dating Jungkook. It’s not that you despised the idea, it’s just it had never crossed your mind. Not with all the drama you’ve had to put up with for the past 2 years.

“Areum, your mouth is moving but all I hear is bullshit right now.” It was her turn to glare at you and she twirled her hair around her fingers innocently. “Okay fine, when you start dating you have to buy me… Ah! You have to buy me Shinee’s new album. Deal?” You couldn’t believe the nerve of Areum, making bets on your love life.

“Deal!” That didn’t stop you from agreeing because let’s be honest here, there was no way you were going to date Jungkook. You’d probably be killed by Hye Mi if you so much as hugged him within her sights. Actually, pissing off Hye Mi was a very tempting idea.

Scratch that. You could care less about her.

After bidding Areum a good night, you logged off and lay in bed. You were excited to go back to school but this time as Jungkook’s untouchable childhood friend.

This school year was beginning to look like a good one.

-

When you entered the classroom the next day, Jungkook was already sitting down in his seat, staring out the window. His ears perked up at the sound of your chair against the floor and he smiled when he realised you had arrived.

“Morning Y/N.” The slight rasp of his voice was enough to tell you he wasn’t used to arriving at school this early. He stood up and made himself comfortable on the chair in front of you, once again placing his head on your desk.

“Good morning Jungkook.” He chuckled and proceeded to pinch your cheek. Slapping his hand away, you flicked him on his forehead. “What? So you’re not gonna call me Kookie anymore?”

“Not in school.”  He pouted at you in a playful manner and nudged your shoulder.

“Why not? I thought we were friends.” You couldn’t stop the smile that spread on your face from his whining tone. Just as you were going to reply, Hye Mi stepped into the classroom, eyes taking in the close proximity between you and Jungkook. To your surprise, she just scoffed and made her way to her seat, sitting down and pulling out her compact mirror.

Jungkook completely disregarded her presence and continued to pester you, ruffling your hair. “Come on, you’re literally my oldest friend. You’re the only exception when it comes to calling me Kookie.” Out of the corner of your eye you noticed Hye Mi’s shoulders tense at what Jungkook had just said.

Whatever. It’s not your problem.

“Fine. Okay Kookie, just stop messing up my hair.” He grinned at you and began patting down your hair, making sure you looked presentable. You made small talk with Jungkook whilst your classmates began arriving, some giving you confused looks whilst others envy. The questioning stares proved to be too much as you groaned and hid you face in your arms. Jungkook simply laughed and left you to wallow in your self pity.

-

Lunch had once again arrived and you found that your table was still occupied by Hye Mi and her friends. You were debating whether you should confront her when you heard Jungkook call out to you. When he realised he had gained your attention, he began to gesture to the free seats on his table. Sighing in relief, you grabbed Areum’s hand and dragged her to the table.

Jungkook greeted you with a big smile and his friends followed suit. You returned their smiles and sat down, Areum cautiously sitting down beside you.

“Y/N! You decided to join us!” Taehyung literally screamed in your ear and you flinched. Yoongi whined at the loud noise and hit him on the head. “Shut up you idiot. Can’t get some damn sleep.” He went back to laying his head on the table and Taehyung stuck his tongue out at him. Areum was sat next to you, noticebly tense and you realised it was because she was literally sitting on a table with a bunch of strangers, save for you.

“Guys, this is my friend Areum. Areum meet Jungkook and his friends.” Jungkook beamed at her and pointed at Taehyung. “I’m pretty sure you know this is Kim Taehyung by now. Min Yoongi is the one who is sleeping and Kim Seokjin is someone you will always find either eating or looking at pictures of himself.” To emphasise his point he nodded his head in the direction of Jin, who was currently stuffing his face with rice.

“These three go by the names of Kim Namjoon, Jung Hoseok and Park Jimin. Although Namjoon hyung has a high IQ, we all tend to lose a couple of brain cells because of him. Hoseok and Jimin are always having dance competitions so that’s another thing to be aware of.” Areum giggled at his words and you sighed in relief, happy that she seemed to be comfortable.

“Guys, come to Jungkook’s party on Saturday!” Taehyung piped up from beside you, throwing an arm around your shoulder. You made eye contact with Jungkook, silently asking if it was okay and you saw him avert his eyes.

“Uh, yeah come if you want.” You didn’t particularly go to parties often but since it was Jungkook’s you were sure everything would be fine. Smiling, you turned back to Taehyung.

“Sure, we’ll come.” Taehyung cheered and Areum snickered at his antics.

You’d be as happy as they were if you hadn’t sensed Jungkook hesitate before. Why he seemed reluctant was beyond you.

-

The days slowly passed by and you along with Areum became closer with the boys, your old friendship with Jungkook coming back to light. Hye Mi became more jealous but seemed to notice Jungkook’s willingness to protect you so the weekly bullying came to a stop. She still found opportunities to slip in snide remarks but, as usual, you didn’t let it bother you.

When Friday arrived you began to feel suspicious over what could take place at this party. Jungkook had constantly asked you if ‘you were sure you wanted to come’ and that 'you didn’t have to come if you didn’t want to’. It was off putting but your desire to know why he was behaving in this way was stronger than the warning bells in your head.

He had given up by now and despite the guilty looks he occasionally sent you, you began to feel excited. You had obviously gone to parties before but none of the, were hosted by the most popular boy in school and you were eager to see what it had in store for you.

Lying in bed, you watched the screen of your laptop with intense concentration at the dilemma you were presented with.

“Okay Y/N. This skirt and top or this above the knees dress? I need you to concentrate on this.” Areum slowed down each sentence as if she was talking to a child and your eyebrows creased.

“The skirt and top combo, that dress is too formal.” Areum gave a firm nod, giving a dimpled smile. Dropping the clothes on her bed, she drew closer to the camera.

“But what about you? What are you wearing tomorrow?” Shrugging your shoulders, you rolled onto your back. “Whatever I pick out in the heat of the moment I guess. Areum… has Jungkook seemed a bit, I don’t know, off?” She placed a finger to her chin, clearly reflecting on the past few days. Eventually nodding, Areum eyes widened in realisation.

“Now that you mention it, he did ask me to try and get you to focus on your studies instead of coming to the party. It’s really weird…” The questioning look she gave you made you tilt your head in confusion.

“Don’t look at me like that! I have no idea why he’s acting like that too. To be honest, I think he doesn’t want me to come.” Areum stayed silent, allowing you to continue with your explanation.

“He seems like he’s hiding something from me… Ah whatever! I don’t care.” You received a look of uncertainty which had you nodding your head vigorously.

“Yes, I’m sure Areum!”

“But I didn’t say any-”

“Yeah, see you tomorrow. Good night!”

Closing the video call, you slammed your laptop screen down and huffed.

“Gosh I don’t want to think about that!” Deciding that it would be better to sleep instead of dwell on the situation, you crawled underneath your covers and shut your eyes tight.

Maybe if you ignored your thoughts enough, the uncertainty would disappear.


Message In A Bottle

Request: based off the song I Don’t Even Know Your Name

a/n: hello!! hi! so sorry i’ve been a little mia! i want to make these requests as good as i can get them so, in turn, they take a while to get up!! i’ve also bee super busy with school! so i hope you enjoy this cute little one and let me know what you thought about it🤗🤗

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Your name: submit What is this?

Your POV*

           “Katherine, was it really necessary to come this early?” You looked over at your friend, among the few other girls who thought it’d be a good idea to come line up outside of the venue early. 

           Katherine nodded her head vigorously and looked at you as if you’d just offended her, “Since we’re on the floor, we have general admission, and we have to be towards the front.”

           You rolled your eyes but nodded anyway.  Katherine had gotten tickets to see Shawn Mendes in concert.  You thought his music was catchy and liked it a lot, but Katherine was more of a fanatic when it came to him.  She had come over to your house the night before to make sure you had an outfit to wear because, as she said, “you never know what might happen, you could sweep him off his feet.”

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and we meet again.

Originally posted by mvssmedia

“…princess.”

genre: royal!au, romance, implied smut

word count: 2.8k

I believed that I had a led quite a normal life, you know, besides being a ‘princess’ but that was besides the point. My parents had hidden me from the spotlight; they saw how my brother suffered and didn’t want me to have to experience the same thing. People would throw themselves at him, left, right and centre; it looked ever so uncomfortable, he never leaves his home now, too scared to make a move and one move could be the end of his image.

I on the other hand lived as normally as possible, of course, once every now and then I had to dress up and act like the role I was assigned at birth but most days I was just me, a uni student, nothing special and I liked it that way. It was comfortable and safe.

“Hey, ___. Jimin’s throwing a party tomorrow, wanna come?” Hazel asked me as she threw off her unnecessarily big coat. “Yeah, I’ll come, if you don’t appear with that thing.” “What’s wrong with it?” she asked me, disbelief in her eyes, as if I had just killed her whole family. “It’s the middle of summer and you look like you’re ready to hibernate. Wear something a little less warm tomorrow, will you?” I joked as I hung the big coat up. “I will, I just wanted to feel fancy and royal on campus, you know like you on the weekend.” “Dude, I’m not royal on the weekend.” I laughed at her ridiculous comment, of course she know that I was royal, the two of us had grown up together, so she knew all of my secrets. She was shocked when I told her I was going to live with her in uni; she made this whole fuss, it was quite funny to watch her.

“Okay, sorry, your Highness.” she sarcastically called from the kitchen. “Make me a sandwich as well, will you?” “Your wish is my command, your Highness.” “Fuck you!” I said as I entered the kitchen to pour Hazel and myself some ice tea. “So, who’s going to the party?” I asked Hazel as she spread butter on the slice of bread. “Apparently, Jimin’s invited everyone and there’s someone he wants us to meet, I forgot his name but he’s quite chill apparently. A bit strange at times but a nice guy. That’s what I’ve heard anyway.” she told me as she put her finishing touches on the sandwiches. “I can’t wait to see who this mysterious guy is.” I joked as I took the cups into the living room and placed them on the coffee table. “If he’s hot, would you date him?” she asked as she placed my sandwich plate in front of me.

“You know I’m not looking to date.” I told her, before I took a bite out of her sandwich. “But what about a fling? You’ve had those, right?” she asked me. “I’ve not touched a soul.” I laughed as I switched the TV on. “You haven’t done anything, with anyone? Not even kiss? I thought you would have had some secret fling that you were keeping from me but you’re so honest with me that I know nothing’s happened.” she pouted as she flipped through the channels. “If he’s nice I guess I’d give him a shot, but not long term. You know what my parents are planning, I’ve agreed to it already.” I said as I rolled my eyes at the thought of marrying someone I didn’t know. “You trust them, right? They’ll hook you up with someone who’s good for you, he’ll treat you well and if he does lay a finger on you, he’ll catch these fists.” she joked as she pulled me into her body for an embrace.


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anonymous asked:

hello!! would I be able to request a joshua "friends to lovers" au sorta thing? where you're best friends and then you eventually realise you're in love with one another and it's all just fluff?? thank you!!

- you and joshua have been best friends for as long as you can remember
- you were about six years old when you first met and it happened in the first grade
- you forgot your lunch at home and you were suffering at your desk as you watched everyone eat their lunches
- you buried your face in your arms when suddenly….. you heard someone pull up a chair and push it towards your desk
- when you looked up, you saw your classmate joshua sitting in front of you and he was smiling
- you asked “oh hi, do you need anything??” and joshua shook his head and took out his lunch
- he opened up his lunch box to reveal seven kimbaps, and he moved it closer to you and said “you forgot your lunch right?? you can have the rest of my meal”
- you looked up at him and said “what?? but….. aren’t you going to get hungry??”
- joshua shook his head and said “don’t worry, i had a bibimbap and like three kimbaps….. i kind of guessed you forgot your lunch so i thought i’d share”
- you looked up at him with sparkling eyes because WHAT AN ANGEL and you happily ate the kimbap
- you and joshua started talking to each other more but one day, he forgot his lunch…..
- and this time, you were the one to share your lunch!!
- you’ve stuck to each since and you just can’t imagine a life without joshua
- you went to the same elementary, middle school and now you’re in the same high school
- no one’s surprised because everyone knows you’re a package deal
- you thought that you and joshua would be best friends forever, but you can’t help but wish that you were something more……
- that’s right, somewhere along the way (you’re not sure when) you fell for joshua
- maybe it’s because he’s always been right there by your side, cheering you on, cheering you up, and filling your days with sunshine
- you never want to confess to him though because you’re afraid that if you do…… it’ll ruin your friendship
- you decide to just stay happy having him as your best friend and nothing more
- you’re sleeping over at joshua’s house because your tutoring session ended up being longer than planned and he was not going to let you walk back this late at night and in this hard rain
- he lays out a bunch of blankets and pillows on the floor of his living room, and he laughs as he watches you jump on them once he’s done
- joshua closes the lights and lies next to you, it’s not weird at all considering you’ve been sharing beds since you were like six
- you both talk for while when joshua suddenly goes quiet and you assume “ah i guess he fell asleep”
- you try to go to sleep as well but you find yourself still up even after what feels like an hour
- you turn to joshua and just kind of stare at him……
- and you want to try saying it…. just this once
- you whisper “i like you, joshua” and you just kind of smile to yourself
- it felt so nice saying it aloud instead of keeping it all inside and the best part is, he didn’t hear it
- or so you thought
- after turning around to try to actually get some sleep, joshua softly asks “what…. did you say?”
- your heart drops after hearing this
- oh. no.
- you stay quiet, hoping to trick him into thinking you fell asleep
- luckily, joshua doesn’t say anything after….. but you know he knows you’re awake
- the next morning, you wake up to the sound of someone cooking breakfast in the kitchen and you know it’s joshua making pancakes for the two of you
- you slowly get up and quietly make your way to the washroom, and you just stare at yourself in the mirror to see huge eyebags under your eyes
- you haven’t gotten much sleep after your confession went wrong…. hopefully joshua doesn’t bring it up…..
- you splash water on your face and take a deep breath before marching out of the washroom and into the dining room where joshua is placing pancakes in your plate
- with a bright smile, you greet “good morning, joshua!!” but you immediately freeze because WRONG MOVE
- you’re never this happy in the morning
- joshua must have sensed your internal panic attack so he just smiles in return and says “good morning, i made pancakes!!”
- you sigh in relief and take a seat at the table
- your conversation at the table is surprisingly normal….. but it’s when joshua offers to walk you home that you know it’s completely over
- halfway to your house, joshua says “(name)…. about what you said last night….”
- you try to play it dumb and blurt out “what do you mean??”
- joshua turns to you and says “i know you were awake” and you just stay quiet, preparing yourself for the rejection
- you both stop walking and joshua looks down at the ground to avoid eye contact
- he says “(name), you….. you’ve always been my best friend, you know that? we’ve known each other forever and you know i love you, but not like…..”
- your stomach drops
- “i’m sorry.”
- you’re going to cry. you can feel tears welling up in your eyes
- but instead you smile and say “i…. kind of knew you’d say that. let’s be sure to not let this get between us, okay?”
- joshua looks up at you and he says “(name)….” but you shake your head and grin “don’t give me that!! don’t you dare make things weird on monday”
- he just nods his head and walks you the rest of the way home, and much to your sadness, it’s in silence
- you’re so thankful joshua lived up to his promise though, you’re glad he didn’t avoid you all weekend like you were expecting him to
- monday comes around and everything’s completely normal, there’s the usual teasing and joking around….. it’s like you never confessed at all
- you’re walking down the halls when a poster suddenly catches your eye
- you stop in your tracks and run back to take a look at it and you SCREAM out of excitement
- joshua asks “what??” and you just point at the poster while jumping up and down immediately
- you exclaim “THEY’RE MAKING A SCHOOL ADAPTATION OF MY FAVORITE MOVIE!! AND THEY’RE HOLDING AUDITIONS STARTING THURSDAY!!”
- joshua reads the poster and says “OH WOW NO WAY”
- you say “I’M GOING TO AUDITION” and joshua says “REALLY??”
- you say “of course!! i’m going to take a chance!! you have to come cheer me on!!” and joshua laughs “of course i’ll be there, why wouldn’t i be??”
- thursday comes along and you’re excitedly standing in line to audition for the part of first lead
- you’re the last person auditioning for first lead, you give your audition your all and joshua just proudly watches you from where he’s sitting
- but he’s sitting in front two guys waiting to audition for the part of the first lead’s love interest and he overhears one of them ask their friend “who’s that??”
- his friend replies “isn’t that (name) from class 2?? they’re cute”
- joshua subtly turns his head in their direction at their words
- the first guy continues “they are!! hey, i bet i can get the love interest part and have them fall for me by the end of it”
- at this, joshua gets up from his seat and leaves
- at the end of your audition, everyone in the auditorium claps at your performance and you excitedly scan the room for joshua
- but your smile fades to see that he’s not there anymore and….. it hurts…..
- you get off the stage and start heading out, when the casting director says “now for the love interest’s role”
- you’re walking toward the door when you hear a familiar voice say “my name is joshua hong, class 2”
- your eyes widen and your turn around to see joshua up on stage, and he shoots you an eye-smile when you have eye contact
- after his performance, he jumps off stage and runs up to you
- you ask “why did you audition??” and joshua says “it was just for fun!!”
- the results of the auditions are released the next day and your jaw drops because you and joshua are casted as the main couple of the play……
- you feel so….. upset….. because how will you be able to get over him if you’re going to be acting like lovers on stage……
- you’re given your scripts, and you’re glad the movie doesn’t have a kiss scene
- instead there’s an almost-kiss scene where the main character is holding their dying lover in their arms and they’re leaning in for a kiss but they die before sharing one
- it was pretty awkward when you were both practicing it together and it was painful because you know you’re never going to be able to really kiss him…..
- fast forward to the day of the play, and the entire cast gets a standing ovation at the end of it
- you walk back to your changing room, but before you can change out of your clothes, someone knocks on your door
- you walk over to it and open it up to see joshua holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers
- he holds them out to you and says “good job out there” and you grin “oh wow!! thanks joshua!!”
- you look up and notice that his eyes are glued to the floor and you ask “hey, you all right?? i’m not used to seeing you this way”
- joshua says “huh? oh no, it’s….. nothing….”
- you shrug “okay well, i’m going to change then. thanks for the roses” but before you could shut your door, joshua says “wait”
- you swing the door wide open again and say “yeah?”
- joshua looks into your eyes and softly says
- “don’t give up on me”
- your eyes widen at his words, but….. anger suddenly wells inside of you
- you say “are you…. telling me to keep liking you even if you don’t like me back?”
- he shakes his head “what?? no—”
- you clutch the flowers tightly and say “i never expected this from you, joshua…. do you really think i’m going to just keep waiting for you forever—?”
- joshua interrupts “THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT” and you stay silent because you’ve never heard him raise his voice in your life
- he continues “do you really think i’d say that?? (name), why do you think i even joined this play in the first place?? why do you think i’d go through all this trouble?? it’s because I LIKE YOU, OKAY??”
- you look at him with wide eyes and whisper “you…. what?”
- he says “i like you…. i didn’t think i did, but….. at the audition, these two guys were saying how they were going to get the role of your love interest and i couldn’t stand the idea of you being with someone else…. i’m sorry for not realizing it any sooner….”
- you just stare at him with wide eyes when you suddenly break out into a smile and wrap your arms around his neck
- when you pull away, joshua leans down and kisses you on the lips
- you may not have gotten a kiss on stage, but this backstage kiss is so much better

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She’s Mine

Brendon Urie, Dallon Weekes threesome

warnings: threesome, nsfw!!

Originally posted by blanquis2003

At the moment you were hardcore partying with Brendon. You were in that type of party where they used a black like all over the room and neon paint were all over your body. Yeah that kind, and you had to admit it was hella cool.

“Are you enjoying Y/N?!” Brendon asked screaming across the room trying to fight the loud blaring music, but atleast you heard his question. “It’s totally fucking rad and yes!” You replied taking a sip from your red solo cup.
“Hey Y/N! Look at me dance.” He called your name out across the room as he miserably tried to break dance seeming as he was probably tipsy now.

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Engraved pt. 14

Masterpost
<– Engraved 13 | Sheltered 2 –> | Chased 1 –> | Engraved 15 –>

Short: You’re a tattoo artist for a gang known as EXO who own a club down town. (read synopsis at masterpost)
Words: 9770
Notes for updates: 40
Warnings: Fraud, some form of threatening, S.M.U.T. and not the fluffy king. swearing, piercings.
Pairings: D.O. x Reader, slight Chen X Reader
A/N: Okay so finally we got here, what all you (sorry) impatient bitches have been waiting for. Enjoy it, and kindly fuck off! For the nice people, let me know what you think i love you <3

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She didn’t scare you but she took the words out of your mouth. You needed a few seconds to reply to her. Miyong was quite a lot shorter than you especially on those heels you were wearing. Hers were only 3 inches or so.
“You’re Miyong? Jongin’s girlfriend?” you asked, putting the ball in her court.
A blush spread out over her cheeks and she looked to the side. “I’m not his girlfriend, and with all the women, like you, clinging to him I don’t think he needs me.” She mumbled a bit, and you saw that she was disappointed, her gaze flickering to your friend.
“Hey, I need to go to the bathroom, and it’s quite the walk. Mind accompanying another girl? I hate going alone.” You said, and she frowned at first but then nodded.
You walked out in front of her a little, down the hallway that stated where the ladies room was. When you passed most people you slowed down to her speed.
“What is a tattoo artist doing, as the date of Kim Minseok?” she asked, looking at you.

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Stalker {M}

(A/N): This is my first english smut y’all!! I’m not sure if it’s good as it looks like hehe I’d some help here ♥ I hope you guys like it! Enjoy xx - admin Mel

Rating: Mature
Pairing: Jimin x reader
Word Count: 2.3K
Warning: Demon!AU


It started a year ago. The feeling of someone watching me. My every movement followed by some unknown person. It grew stronger as the days passed, and I was never sure if I was crazy or just paranoid.

But then, the first incident happened. Preparing for sleep, freshly showered and warm, my feet padded across the floor, and I drew the curtains closed, hiding me from the streetlights outside. The dark was a comfort, usually. But when I turned, I saw it. Or him.

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Twisted In Love (D.T) Part 5

Summary: Y/N is an up and coming YouTuber. Grayson falls in love with her, and wants her to be his. Little did he know that his twin brother Ethan had the same idea. Who will win her heart? Who’s heart will get broken?

Word Count: 4,982

Warnings: None.

A/N: So far this is the longest chapter in the whole series!  Gabi ( @sniperdolan ) & I are having so much fun writing this! Yes we’re horrible people & you guys probably already hate us, lol! But thank you so much for the positive feedback! We’re so glad you guys like! Also let us know who you want the reader to end up with! Are you team Ethan or team Grayson?

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Ethan’s POV

“Um Ethan. You might want to see this…” Aaron said, showing me something on Twitter.

It was Y/N and Grayson. Together.

* * * *

Aaron showed me a picture of Y/N and Grayson. They were together at Disney World. I guess fans thought it was me, because I was going through my Twitter, and saw that I was getting tagged in a bunch of them.

@EthanDolan and @YourTwitterName are literally goals af! #YouandEthanShipname

@EthanDolan took @YourTwitterName to Disney World. My mom can’t even get my dad to take out the trash! #YouandEthanShipname

@YourTwitterName & @EthanDolan looks so happy! #YouandEthanShipname

After a few of the same pictures, one picture caught my attention.

It was a picture of them. Y/N was wearing a pair of glittery Minnie Mouse ears, cheesing like a 5 year old eating on some cotton candy. Grayson was standing behind her with his hands placed on her hips, while he was kissing Y/N on the cheek. 

When did @EthanDolan get highlights? But him & @YourTwitterName are still cute. #YouandEthanShipname

I didn’t get highlights. That wasn’t me. That was my twin brother Grayson. With my girlfriend! I guess Grayson thought if he wore his Ray Bans, and threw on a snapback people wouldn’t recognize him. 

How could he do this? How could Y/N do this? 

These pictures were taken today, meaning he was with her last night when I was FaceTiming her. Was that why she was acting so weird? Did they sleep in the same bed? Are they sleeping together? Y/N and I haven’t even done anything more than make out. Every time I tried to touch her or make a move, she would just pull away, or tell me she would want to take things slow. I obviously had no problem with that. But I couldn’t help but wonder if my girlfriend has been touched by someone else. By my own twin brother. A mixture of betrayal, and anger flooded through me the more I stood there thinking about this. 

“Yo E, you good bro?” Aaron asked, pull me from my thoughts.

“Yeah, I’m good. I’m going to head home. Talk to you later bro.” I said before dapping him up.

I got in the car, and started to drive back to the apartment. As I was driving all these things started coming to mind. Like how Y/N been acting really weird lately. Like when we were out getting ice cream, she seemed off. She said she was sick, but I’m thinking maybe she wasn’t. Grayson’s been acting weird too. Like how he randomly asked where she was that night when I came back from dropping her off at her place after our ice cream date. Then he left that night, and never came back, and when he did he packed a dufflebag, and his Gucci backpack. For fuck sake, I took them to the fucking airport together!

I pulled up to my apartment, but I didn’t get out. I was driving myself crazy with all these thoughts. What if she’s been cheating on me with Grayson this whole time? Is that why she doesn’t want to tell me she loves me? Is it because she loves him? I punched my steering wheel, furious at the thought of this whole situation. This was so fucked up. I took my phone off the aux, and went to call Y/N. After hitting the phone button, I quickly pressed the end button. I wasn’t going to tell her anything. I had a better idea.

I opened up my Twitter app, and found Tana’s page. I clicked on her message button, quickly typing up a DM.

EthanDolan: Yo. I need to talk to you. Call me. 310-657-1521

I closed out of the app, and locked my phone. I pressed the start button on my car, cutting off the engine, before getting out to head up to my apartment.

I had just walked inside, when my phone started ringing. It was unfamiliar number. Thinking it could’ve been Tana, so I answered. 

“Hello?” I asked.

“Hey, it’s Tana. You wanted to talk to me?” she said, on the other end of the phone.

“Yeah I-” I was started to speak but she cut me off.

“Does this have anything to do with how Grayson and Y/N were at Disney World all hugged up?” she asked, 

“How did you know that was Grayson?” I asked a little confused. I mean apparently nobody else was able to figure out that it wasn’t me.

“I fucked your brother enough to be able to tell you two apart just by looking at a picture.” she said, laughing on the other end.

I started by telling Tana about how I thought she was suppose to be in New York with Grayson, because well that’s what he told me. According to Tana they haven’t even spoke to each other since he broke up with her. I explained to her pretty much the whole situation. She was pretty amused by the whole thing. We talked a little more, and came up with a plan. 

Looks like Tana and I are heading to Playlist Live Orlando.

* * * * 

Reader’s POV

Grayson and I were at Disney World, having the best time. We met all the princesses, rode on almost every ride, and we ate a shit ton! I was glad that their weren’t many fans here. Probably because the were all at Universal Studios waiting to meet the performers. I mean we saw some outside when we were coming in, but I guess no one noticed that it was Grayson because everyone was shouting Ethan’s name. He had his hair pushed back into his snapback, and some Ray Bans on so people couldn’t see his face. We held hands, snuck in a few kisses here and there, it honestly was the perfect day.

Of course I feel bad. I feel like complete trash. But I was really enjoying my time with Grayson. The feeling I feel when I’m with Grayson is a completely different feeling from when I’m with Ethan. Yes Ethan makes me happy, but as wrong and fucked up as this situation is, being with Grayson feels right. I probably should break up with Ethan. In fact I’ve been thinking about it, because he doesn’t deserve this. But what am I suppose to say without crushing his heart? 

God I’m a horrible person.

The park started to get a little crowded so we decided to leave. Plus I needed to go see some people over at Playlist, to go over the schedule for tomorrow. 

The uber pulled up in front of the hotel, and I cursed under my breath at the site of fans all over the front door, and inside the lobby of the hotel. Grayson heard me, and looked up to look out the window.

“Shit!” he cursed. 

“Do we just run inside or wha-” he started talking but I cut him off.

“We can’t go out there together Gray!” I said, throwing my head back in my seat.

“You might pulled it off at the Disney, but I doubt you can fool this many fans!”

We decided that I would go out by myself, and he would have the driver drive around to the back, and he can enter the back entrance of the hotel. I got out the car, and closed the door. Fans started running up to me, with their phones out snapping pictures, and recording videos. 

“Where’s Ethan?” a fan asked, holding out her iPhone to take a picture.

“Oh. He had to go do something.” I replied, as I bent down to take a picture with her.

I said hi to a few fans, and took a few more pictures. If I could stay and talk to every single one of them I could, they honestly were all so sweet! As I was walking up the stairs of the front door, I heard a fan scream something.

“The pictures of you and Ethan, were so cute!” 

Pictures? Fuck there’s pictures! What pictures? 

I walked back down towards the fan, and asked her what pictures she was talking about. She opened up Twitter, and showed me a few pictures of Grayson and I at Disney. Some of them were just of us standing there at the ticket booth. Okay that’s not bad. But than she showed me another picture and my heart stopped. It was a picture of us standing by the ferris wheel. I was smiling eating my cotton candy, and Grayson was standing behind me with his hands placed on my hips, kissing me on the cheek. Fuck!

I gave her a hug, and went into the hotel. The security held back the fans inside the lobby, so I had a clear path to the elevator. I blew kisses to everyone, and walked into the elevator. After pressing number 5 on the keypad, I pulled out my phone and opened my Twitter app. My mentions were filled with those pictures. Everyone was tagging Ethan in the pictures. Wow people really did think Grayson was Ethan. I couldn’t help but wonder if Ethan saw these already. I went on his Twitter, but he hasn’t tweeted anything since the other night. I looked through his likes to see if he had liked anything, he hasn’t. But than again, if he did see those pictures, why would he like them? A loud ding, broke me out of my thoughts, and the elevator door opened. 

I stepped out of the elevator, and walked to my room. I used the key card to open the door, and Grayson was laying on the bed scrolling through his phone. 

“We have a problem!” I said, shutting the door behind me. 

“What happened?” Grayson asked, sitting up on the end of the bed looking concerned.

“Have you been on Twitter today?” I asked, walking over and standing in front of him.

“No. I haven’t been on my phone all day.” he said, pulling me into his lap, and placing a kiss on my temple. 

“Why babe?” he asked, tucking some of the hair that fell over behind my ear.

I pulled up the pictures on my phone to show Grayson. 

“These are all over Twitter.” 

“Everyone is tagging Ethan in it.” I said, giving Grayson the phone.

“Why would they tag Ethan?” Grayson asked, confused. 

He’s joking right?

“BECAUSE THEY THINK IT’S HIM YOU IDIOT!” I screamed snatching my phone back, a little annoyed. 

I tried to get off Grayson’s lap, but his strong muscular arms pulled me back down. Keeping them wrapped around me. 

“Do you think Ethan saw the pictures?” I asked, meeting my eyes with Grayson’s soft hazel ones. 

“I don’t think so. I mean I’m sure he would’ve called me if he did.” he said.

“But what if he does Gray! What do we say? I don’t want him to find out this way. I need to tell him. I’m going to go call him.” I said, removing myself from Grayson’s lap.

“No.” Grayson said, grabbing my arm.

“We’ll talk to him when we get back. You don’t need anything to stress you out. It’s your first time at Playlist.” he said, pulling me towards him. My back against him.

“Let’s just enjoy it.”

“Together.” he says as he places kisses down my neck.

I guess Grayson he was right. I guess it makes more sense if we talked to Ethan together. A part of me still wanted to talk to him first, but I didn’t want to stress myself out, and then have the fans pick up on the negative vibe. We decided that when we get back, we were going to tell Ethan everything. Let’s just hope that happens before he sees the pictures.

Ethan’s POV

I was able to book Tana and I a flight to Orlando for this afternoon. Our flight leaves at 2:30 so we would probably get there around 7:00 or 7:30. 

I finished packing my bags, and sat down in the living room waiting for the Uber. As I was waiting I was on Twitter, seeing if there was any new pictures of Y/N and Grayson. I kept scrolling past a few tweets say how good I looked today in a snapback and sunglasses. Yeah, too bad it wasn’t me! I scrolled some more and saw a picture of Y/N. It was just her. She was in front of the hotel taking pictures with fans. Anger ran though my body, thinking about how her and Grayson have been lying to me this whole time. If they wanted to be together they could’ve just told me. 

My phone notification went off, letting me know my Uber was downstairs. I threw my back pack over my shoulder, grabbed my duffel bag and started heading down to the car. 

When I got in the car I texted Tana, letting her know that I was in the Uber, and we were on the way, to get her. The whole point of going to Orlando, is to basically call them both out on their shit. No not right away. I’m going to play it cool act like I don’t know anything, and that I’m just there to see Y/N and hang out at Playlist.

Grayson said he was in New York with Tana, because they got back together. But knowing Grayson, he would just come up with another lie to cover up that lie. So that’s why I invited Tana. So Grayson wouldn’t be able to lie. I mean how can he when Tana is in his face. As far as it goes for Y/N. Hopefully she tells me herself that way I don’t have to bring it up. I honestly don’t want to. I don’t even know how I’m still so calm about this. Yes half of me wants to kill Grayson, but I don’t know maybe we can fix all of this before anyone else gets hurt. Or in my case more hurt.

* * * *

Tana and I made it out the airport pretty easy. There weren’t any fans hanging out inside or outside. I guess their were either all that the hotel or Universal Studios waiting to meet all the performers.

We got into the Uber, and began heading towards the hotel. The closer we got, the more anxious I was feeling. I don’t know what I’m going to say to Y/N. I mean I know I said I would play it cool like I don’t know anything. But what if I can’t. What if I get so angry that I just snap? I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn’t realize we were here.

“Ethan?”

“Hey Dolan!”  Tana’s said, shaking my shoulder trying to get my attention.

“We’re here.” she nodded her head at the window.

I look out and the front of the hotel was crowded with fans. I couldn’t let them see me. If they see me than the pictures would end up on Twitter, and I didn’t want Y/N to know I was here yet, and I didn’t want her to know Tana was here either. If I want my plan to work, than they needed to think I’m Grayson. I grabbed my beanie out of my duffel bag. I put on the beanie, and quickly pulled the hood from my hoodie over my head, pulling it over my face a little. Tana got out of the car first, with me following behind. The security came outside and helped us through the crowd. The whole time walking to the door of the hotel, I kept hearing everyone yelling Grayson’s name. Do we really look that much alike? Jesus. 

Once we got into the hotel, Tana got her room, and went upstairs. I pulled off my hood, and my beanie and walked over to the reception desk. 

“Hey, I’m Ethan Dolan, Y/N Y/L/N boyfriend. I don’t know if you remember us or not. But I forgot our room number, and she’s out going over her schedule for the Playlist live performance tomorrow,  so I can’t call her or anything. So are you able to give me the room number?” I asked the lady. She looked at me and laugh before she started typing on her keyboard.

“I remember you guys. My daughter took a picture with you guys the first day you guys came. Remember?” she said, her eyes on her computer monitor.

“Oh. Yeah, sorry. It’s been a long couple days I-” I said before she cut me off.

“Oh no your fine. I understand. Now did you want a key card or just the room number.” she asked.

Without even thinking about it, I asked for the key card. She handed it over to me, and I thanked her before heading over towards the elevator. I looked at the card and the room number was 5044. I clicked the number 5 on the elevator key pad, and waited for my stop. 

The elevator dinged. The elevator doors opened, and I walked out onto the fifth floor. Tana was also on the fifth floor but I think her room is down the other side of the hall. 

“5037… 5038… 5039… 5040 …” I counted the hotel room numbers in my head, as I walked passed them. 

“5043… 5044…” I stopped right in front of the hotel door. I held the key card up to the slot, but I didn’t slide it through. What if their in there together? What if I open the door to something I don’t want to see. 

Reader’s POV

I had just woken up from probably the best nap I’ve ever had. These hotel mattresses are the most comfortable things ever. I lifted Grayson’s hand from my waist, so I could reach the night stand for my phone. Immediately feeling his hand back on my waist and pulling me back towards him.

“Stay.” Grayson said, in his raspy sleepy voice.

“I’m not going anywhere. I was just trying to check my phone.” I said, making him pull me in tighter.

“You don’t need it.” he said, planting soft kisses down my neck, and down to my shoulders.

He removed his hand from my waist, and cuffed my cheek, lifting my face up to meet his. He licked his lips, and connected them with mine. I felt the tip of his tongue tracing over my bottom lip. I parted my lips, and our kiss deepen. 

We were in the middle of a pretty heated make out session when there was a knock on the door.

“Ignore it! Maybe they’ll go away.” Grayson said, pressing his lips back on mine, kissing me again.  

“You have no patience do you?” I chuckled, as I pushed myself off of him. I got out the bed, and walked over to the door. I peek through the peek hole checking to see who it was before opening the door.

When I saw who it was, my stomach turned. It was Ethan. 

Ethan’s POV

I knocked on the door.

“Surprise!” I cheered, wrapping my arms tight around her. 

My eyes roamed the room. Both sides of the bed were messy. The pillows weren’t fluffed, and the sheets were wrinkled. Letting me know someone else was in that bed with her. Someone as in Grayson.

“Ethan! What are you doing here?” she asked wrapping her arms around my neck.

“I got bored back home, so I decided I’d check out Playlist this year. And because I miss you.” I said, kissing the top of her forehead. I would kiss her on the lips, but to be honest I have no idea where they’ve been.   

“I missed you too E.” she lied. She didn’t miss me. She had Grayson with her keeping her company. She has barely texted me since she’s been here. 

I walked inside the room, and the strong, familiar scent of cologne hit my nose. Grayson and I wear the same cologne for crying out loud, so of course I knew what it was. I needed to play it cool. So I walked over to the bed, and I noticed something on the chair by the balcony. It was Grayson’s Gucci back pack. I could feel my blood boiling at this point. He’s in here. Where the fuck was he?

“Grayson’s here?” I asked, pulling Y/N down onto my lap. Waiting for her to lie.

“Uh yeah! He got here like an hour ago. He thought you were with me for some reason. But you weren’t… So… He said he’d drop his stuff off here, so he could go get a room. Then come back to get it.” she lied. Wow I never knew what a good liar Y/N was until now. Because that was almost convincing. Too bad I already know what’s been going on. But I’ll play along.

“That’s weird. I told him I wasn’t coming here with you, so I wonder why he thought that. And I wonder if Tana’s here if since he’s here.” I said, pretending to sound confused.

“Tana?!” Y/N asked, a little pissed. Clearly Tana’s name set off something inside of her. 

“I mean why would… Why would Tana be here?” she asked again. This time a little calmer.

“Well Grayson told me they got back together, and that he was going to New York to see her. That’s why I dropped you guys off at the airport together.” I said, my eyes on her the whole time.

She didn’t say anything, she looked at me and smiled at me. I gave her a quick kiss, and told her I was going to go and try to “find” Grayson, so we could room together. I told her I would let her have the room together, because I didn’t want to cause any “distractions”. I left Y/N’s room, and went down to the lobby to get a room.

Reader’s POV

As soon as Ethan left, I closed and locked the door behind me. I went to the balcony where Grayson was hiding, and told him to come inside. 

“Tana? Really? You were going to New York with Tana?” I asked, crossing my arms. I knew it was a lie Grayson made up, but still why did he have to use her?

“It was the only thing I could think of to say, so Ethan wouldn’t question me.” he said, placing his hands on the small of my back. 

“Obviously I’ve been here with you the whole time!” he said, tilting my chin up giving me a kiss. It felt kind of weird. I was making out with Grayson, than his brother also known as my boyfriend, comes I kiss him, and now I’m kissing Grayson again. I felt so disgusting right now. 

“Well he saw your back pack, and asked if you were here…”

“I told him you just got here, and that you were looking for him. But he wasn’t here so you went to go get a room. Soooo you better put on a shirt, and go downstairs, and act like you were getting a room or something.” I said, but Grayson moved his hands down on my butt, pushing me into him. 

“Since he’s here he’s probably gonna try to spend time with you. Meaning we can’t spend time together.” he said, before kissing my cheek, and planting soft kisses by my ear.

“I’m not ready to give you back yet.” he whispered softly into my ear. Giving it a little nibble. 

He placed a finger under my chin tilting it up. Our lips connected, and I could feel his wet lips melt onto mine. My hands on his chest, and he slide his tongue on my lips, and I gave him full entry to my mouth. My hands slipped around his neck, as I felt his tongue meeting mine. His hands moved to my hips, guiding my backwards to the bed. Him hovering over on top of me. With one elbow on the bed beside my head, as he kept his body over mine. Our kisses became faster, and sloppier, but still pleasurable. His free hand squeezed my hips, as he was kissing and sucking my neck at the same time. Light moans started escaping from my mouth, and I felt Grayson smiling as he was devouring my neck. 

“Are you going to answer it?” I asked, trying to push myself up with my elbows.

“No… I’ll… Call… Them… Later” he said, while he was planting kisses over the throbbing part of my neck. I swear to god if he leaves a hickey!

“What if it’s Ethan.” I said, knowing that would get Grayson to stop and check his phone.

“Fuck!” Grayson, groaned. I was right, it was Ethan. Grayson was pissed. He ran his hand through his hair, and sat down on the bed, before calling back his brother.

“Yo!”

“Yeah, I got here about an hour ago or so…”

“Yeah, meet me in the lobby.” he says before hanging up the phone. 

“I gotta meet Ethan in the lobby. I guess I’m getting a new roomate.” he said, grabbing his back pack, and duffel bag.

“Talk to you later?” he asked, giving me a kiss on the cheek. I nodded and opened the door for him. 

“I love you.” he said, and gave me a quick peck on the lips before leaving the room.

I shut the door behind me, and threw myself on the bed. What the hell is going on? I’m cheating on my boyfriend with his twin brother, and now he’s here. I wanted to talk to Ethan, I knew I had too. But Grayson and I agreed to wait till we got back. I’m starting to think waiting isn’t a good idea. Ethan’s here. What if he ends up seeing the picture? Or what if fans say something about the picture? Fuck. What do I do? How did things get so messy? It’s like one big twisted love triangle. Like we’re all twisted in love

* * * *

I woke up to my phone ringing beside me. I didn’t even remember falling asleep. I checked my caller ID, and it was Grayson. 

“Hello?” I said, still half asleep. 

“So Ethan’s sleeping, so I’ll be at your room in a sec. We’re like down the hall.” he spoke lowly on the other end. His voice sounded a little weird, but I’m guessing he was whispering since he was still in the room, and didn’t want to wake Ethan up. Unlike Grayson, Ethan wasn’t really a heavy sleeper.

“I’m too lazy to get out of bed, so use your room key.” I said before hanging up. I hung up the phone, and checked the time. It was 2:00 in the morning. Jeez how long did I nap for? I remember Grayson leaving to go meet Ethan, and next thing I know it’s 2:00 in the morning. I noticed I had a few messages, so i decided to check them. A few of them were from Grayson, and a few were from Ethan.  

Ethan: Babe, we got our room. It’s down the hall from yours ;)

Ethan: Are you sleeping?

Ethan: Y/N!!

Ethan: Babe?

Grayson: I miss you already. Ethan’s being annoying. 

Grayson: We got out room. But I’ll come by tonight, when Ethan falls asleep.

Grayson: Can’t wait till this is over, and you can finally be mine. 

Grayson: Well you are mine, just not in the right circumstances.

Grayson: I love you.

I locked my phone, plugged it on the charger, and placed it on the night stand. All of this was making my head hurt. I’m tried of lying, and sneaking around behind Ethan’s back. I’m going to talk to Grayson when he gets here, and tell him that I’m going to talk to Ethan tomorrow in the morning. Because this isn’t right. It was never right to begin with. But he deserves the truth, as much as its going to hurt I needed to tell him. 

Reggie Mantle x Reader: Finding a Date.

A/N: Warning, this fic is garbage. Read with caution bc I swear I need help. *Reader is best friends with Cheryl Blossom and good friends with Ethel Muggs… and literally everyone. You’re a fan of Overwatch and a low-key cosplayer, bruh. (I’m sorry, it’s a Halloween party might as well) ((Using she/her pronouns mostly bc I suck at writing, I just wanted to give Reggie more love and I failed)) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Y/N, you’re going to come to my Halloween party whether you like it or not. I’m not having one of my River Vixens mope and become a homebody.” Mentally screaming, I sighed and joined Cheryl as she stretched before the other girls came for practice. Cheryl Blossom’s been my best friend since we were kids. “Rich Kid Squad”, but I didn’t like hanging out with those other preppy shits. Jason and Cheryl were the only exception… They had my back and I had theirs in ways they never knew they needed. Since her twin brother’s death, I’ve done my best to help her cope. I guess my way of helping her is just being there and… joining the River Vixens.


“I already am, Cheryl, you know already that parties aren’t my kind of thing.” I replied, stretching my arms until I heard a satisfying pop from my elbow. Cheryl visibly cringed at the sound and continued to scold me like I was her child.


“Oh, please Y/N. You’re going and it’s final.”
She snapped at me and led me to the bleachers and sat down, patting the spot next to her.

“If you insist.” I sighed dejectedly. ‘My loot boxes will have to wait then… Daddy will have to wait,’ I thought to myself and tried to think of better days to lock myself in my room and level up on Overwatch with Reaper as my main.


“I know you’re thinking about your video games again, so I’ll make you a deal,” I stopped moping and stared at her, beckoning her to continue her sudden proposal because knowing Cheryl there’s always a catch.


“You can bring your video games and set up in the main hall,” I was about to scream. ‘Is she for real? Oh my gosh and she has a good wifi connection, a night without lagging! Huzzah!’


“But!” She interjected my notion. ‘Fuck my life, I knew it was too good to be true.’


“You have to dress up.” I scoffed and stood up straight. “You’re kidding, right? That’s it?”


“Yeah, why?” ‘That’s too easy, cosplaying is easy as pie Miss Cheryl. What’s really going on?’


“Cheryl, I know you. What’s the catch?”


“Okay fine, you have to bring a date and wear matching costumes.”


“Cheryl Blossom, you know I can’t talk to guys! What am I going to do? I’ve never been on a date, why are you doing this? Oh my God… I’m going to throw up.” I held my stomach, butterflies fluttering inside of me at the thought of asking a guy out.


“Y/N, calm down it’s not a big deal-”


“Uh, Cheryl yes. It IS a huuuuge deal! You know I hate talking to guys!”


“But, you talk to so many on that stupid video game chat whatever it is?”


“That’s different, they can’t see me.”


“Y/N. Listen up, you’re going to ask someone to the party and wear matching costumes. I’ll make sure to have the flat screen and your favorite snacks ready for you when you come, okay?”


“Fine… I’ll do it.”


“Good. And you don’t even have to hang out with him the whole night.”


“Well, that defeats the purpose of even having a date, but okay…”, tossing the conversation aside as the girls came into the gym, ready for cheerleading practice and more of Cheryl’s drama.


“Yup. Alright ladies, line up. We have to perfect this routine by tonight and if it’s not, we’ll be staying late so let’s get going.”

_____


“Who do I even ask? I don’t even talk to any guys other than Archie, Kevin and Jughead. Archie’s going with Betty, Veronica asked Kevin and I highly doubt that Jughead would want to go to a party for Halloween, he’ll probably be working on his novel.” I ranted to Ethel Muggs, she’s my study partner for Chemistry and Statistics. Ethel laughed and quickly copied my notes from a day she missed when she was sick. We were in the library and it was just us two and the librarian and she didn’t mind us chatting away, we were her assistants so we were in the clear.


“I don’t know. At least you were invited.” I froze at that thought. ‘Dang it, I should’ve been more considerate. It’s Ethel, why am I so stupid? …Wait.’


“You wanna be my date?!” I blurted out. Her eyes widened and she shook her head no.


“No no no no Y/N, I am good as done. I don’t want to be anywhere near those dumb jocks.”

I sighed and nodded my head in understanding, she’s had it rough the past year and I should’ve known better.


“This is gonna suck so badly. I just wanted to spend the night with Daddy and-” Ethel cut my rant short.


“Daddy? Who’s that?” I froze. Did I really say Daddy out loud? In front of Ethel?


“Um… He’s no one, forget I said anything.” Flustered, I tried changing the subject. I felt the heat creep up my neck. ‘Damn my abilities to blush, it’s not cute!!’


“Y/N, I don’t know. Sounds interesting and kinky, if you ask me. Spill the beans, Y/N/N.” Her grin teasing me whilst she shuffled her papers around into a neat pile.


“Oh my gosh! Okay, he’s a character from this game I’m playing, it’s called Overwatch.”


“Wow… Didn’t expect a rich and preppy cheerleader like you to be the gamer chick type, I’m a bit surprised but not really because I saw those books in your bag. If I’m correct, those are called ‘manga’, right?” I blushed heavily and covered my face.


“I am not preppy! I’m a disgusting nerd. Don’t look at me.” Ethel laughs and starts packing her stuff.


“Well, thanks for the notes and I hope you find someone to take because God forbid you get on Cheryl’s bad side for not bringing a date.” I shook my head lightly as I chuckled, “Yeah, it’s no problem Ethel. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

She smiled and walked out of the library, leaving me alone with Mrs. Walker.


“You mind closing up today, Y/N?” She asked and tossed me the keys. I smiled and nodded yes to her.


“Yes, no worries Mrs. Walker. I’ll just study for a few more minutes before I go.”


“Thank you, sweetie. Have a nice day and good luck finding someone for the party.” She shuffled her way out the double doors and left me alone. Me and the books.


I stared down at my neat stack of chem worksheets and statistics notebooks and let out a deep sigh. 'I shouldn’t be stressing over something so small… Wait, did I pack my pepper spray?’


Ever since Jason’s death, my parents insisted that I carry a can of pepper spray. They even went as far as buying five bottles for me, wrapped with the instructions.


A thud broke me from my thoughts and I looked around. 'I'm… the only one in here, right?’


Reaching into my bag, I searched my bag for the small spray can. “Aw dang nabbit.” Opting for a No. 2 pencil, I rose from the desk and made my way towards where the sound came from.


“Hello?” I called out. 'Wow, am I dumb? I’m that stupid dumb bitch that gets killed in every horror movie that goes towards the danger.’


I heard another thud and a small scuffle, I stood behind a bookshelf holding the pencil firmly in my hand against my chest. 'Lord, please help me now.’


The scuffling grew louder and sounded like it was getting closer to me.


“AAAAHHHH!!!” I shouted, swinging my arm everywhich way prepared to stab whatever was there.


“OH SHIT! WAIT, STOP!” A firm grip caught my wrist and in a panic, I clenched my eyes shut and swung my leg at my assailant and kicked them, I don’t even know where.


“Ow… shit, you kick hard.” Realizing whose voice it was, I opened my eyes and yanked my arm away from him. 'Neighbor boy?’

Out of all the guys in Riverdale, I hadn’t thought of HIM to ask. 'It’s not like we talk so?’


“Reginald, what the heck are you doing in here? The library is closed.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: this is pretty much trash lmao but im turning it into a two or three-shot idk but yeah… it’s not good so I’M SORRY GUYS 😭

Title: Just the Three of Us (Part 2.)

CHAPTER TITLE: We Meet Again

(Part 2 to The Bachelor Party)

Character(s): Simon x Reader (pre-apocalypse)
Summary:
After moving to Atlanta, you finally see a familiar face. 
Word Count: 5,247
Warning: SMUT!!! 
Author’s Note: Since Simon isn’t in the comics, I didn’t know what he used to do before the apocalypse, so I made something up. Just wait until part three comes out. Any guesses on what may happen and who may appear? ;) Enjoy!!!! 

(GIF Source: @heartfulloffandoms​)

It had been a year since Jason’s bachelor party. You saved up just enough money to put yourself through school for the first year and after receiving your acceptance letter to an art institute in Atlanta, Georgia, you were more than ready to move out of Las Vegas.

Every time you had to work a bachelor party, you thought back to the two older men that caught your interest: Negan and Simon. There was a likely chance that you would never see them again; Las Vegas was a tourist city. Majority of the people in Las Vegas were tourists for  vacation.

Since moving to Atlanta, you realized it was completely different than Las Vegas. It was much quieter than what you were used to, but you enjoyed it. You managed to get a job as a bartender downtown. The tips alone helped a great deal with bills and your tuition.  

When you left Las Vegas, you also left the life of being a stripper. It was never something you wanted to do long-term.

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❝You will always be perfect in my eyes… ❞

Plot: Heechul and You two are best friend for a long time and you secretly like him but you feel like you have no chance with him because he has many other girl friends and one day he overheard you confess that you like him to one of your friend.

Pairing: Heechul x Reader

Words count: 1,6k+

Genre: Slight Angst , Fluffy

For anon, I hope you like it! 

-kyu^^.

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner!

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‘Take a picture, Y/N, it will last longer.’ A voice teased you, snapping you out of your daze.

Shaking your head you smiled at the male before you, ‘My phone only has pictures of you, Chullie.’

‘Then you should consider yourself lucky to have all those handsome pictures.’ He ruffled your hair, ‘I have to get going, see you tonight for our weekly movie night?’

‘More like our weekly ‘Frozen’, movie night,’ You tease, earning an eye roll from the elder.

‘Oh how you know me so well,’ He pecked your cheek, ‘See you tonight.’

You and Kim Heechul had been best friends from the day you could possibly talk. You had met him on the play ground as a toddler and you two had been inseparable since then. Your relationship with Heechul was something of a normal friendship, but as you were getting older and wiser, you found yourself falling in love with him.

‘You are making this way to obvious,’ Someone took a seat next to you, ‘Like I am shocked he hasn’t even notice.’

‘Hello to you too, Kyuhyun,’ You looked at the younger in front of you.

‘Hey noona,’ He grinned, ‘You have to tell him sooner or later.’

‘I have no idea what you are talking about.’

‘Don’t act dumb, surprisingly, it isn’t cute on you.’

Panicking slightly, you looked at your watch and excused yourself, ‘Oh look at that, I have to go. Bye!’

Quickly grabbing you belongings you walked to your car. Shutting the door, you took a deep breath and rested your head on the wheel. If Kyuhyun was noticing, you wondered if Heechul did and he was just playing it off cool. Not wanting to over think things, you just drive home and get all the preparations for tonight. Duvets, junk food and some tissues because the sassy male that is Kim Heechul, always shed a tear during the film. All cosy in your onesie, you grab your phone that was ringing.

‘Hello?’ You answer.

‘Hey Y/N,’ Heechul asked.

‘Everything is set, are you on your way?’

‘About that…listen can I have a rain check on tonight?’

‘What do you mean?’

‘I am going to have dinner with Hani, she just asked me and you know my rela-’

‘It’s okay, she is important to you and I get that. Have fun.’

With that you hung up and was reminded why you have never confessed to Heechul. He had plenty of female friends that were more suitable to being his girlfriend, much like Hani. She was beautiful, funny and an idol. Everything you didn’t consider yourself. Sighing, you looked at the cosy set up in front of you and couldn’t help but start tearing up.

‘Yah!’ Heechul shouted through the phone, ‘Are you ignoring me?’

‘Jesus calm down, you are going to make me deaf, Heechul.’

‘Then answer my question?!’

It had been a few weeks since Heechul sort of stood you up. Since that day you were very wary around him. You weren’t with him as much and you used to be but it was also because he had a busy schedule. But it wasn’t only physical, but also through the phone. Your long phone calls and text message conversations ended quickly or weren’t as long as they used to be.

‘I have just been busy,’ You were blunt.

‘So busy you can’t see me?’ He questioned.

‘Stop being so over dramatic,’ You rolled your eyes, ‘Plus I know you have been busy as well, aren’t you going out with Momo and Kyunghoon tonight?’ You were trying hard to not show that your voice was cracking on the other side of the phone, ‘I have to go, bye.’

‘What the hell?’ Heechul looked at the phone in his hand, ‘Did she just hang up on me?!’

‘Why are you talking to yourself, hyung?’ Yesung asked, walking into the studio, ‘Are you officially going crazy?’

‘Shut it, Yesung.’ Heechul snapped.

‘What has you all upset?’ Yesung asked with a raised brow.

‘It’s Y/N.’ He confessed, ‘She is ignoring me and I don’t like being ignored.’

Before Yesung could reply, Heechul had walked outside and hit your number again waiting for you to pick up. After a few rings, the call was finally answered, ‘Hello?’

‘Y/N?’ Heechul asked, pulling the phone to see the screen if he phoned you and not someone by mistake.

‘Y/N is in the bathroom.’ The voice was male.

‘And you are?’

‘Oh, I am Sawoo.’

‘And who are you Sawoo and why are you answering Y/N’s phone?’

‘She is just getting ready,’ The male chuckled, ‘We are going out for a date.’

‘D-date?’

‘Yes, should I take a message? Hello?’

Heechul cut the call and ran to his car. His blood was boiling because he didn’t like the idea of you going on a date with a man he had never met. Stepping on the gas he arrived at your apartment building. He waited for the elevator. He was frantically tapping his foot on the floor waiting for the doors to open. Punching in the code to your apartment, he swung the door open with a force that shocked both you and your date.

‘You,’ He pointed at Sawoo, ‘Leave.’

‘Sorry but-’

‘NOW!’

You looked at Sawoo with a sigh, ‘It’s fine, just go.’

‘No I will not lea-’

‘For god’s sake.’ Heechul grabbed him by the collar and all but threw him out into the hall way.

‘What the fuck, Heechul!’ You shouted as the door slammed, ‘What are you doing?!’

‘Me? I should be asking you the same question.’

‘Says the man who just threw my date out.’

‘Who is that man anyway?’ He pointed at the door, ‘First you ignore me for the past few weeks and now you are dating some person I don’t even know?!’

‘You are not my father, Heechul,’ You fold your arms.

‘You’re right, I ain’t, but I am your best friend!’

‘A BEST FRIEND THAT DITCHED ME FOR A GIRL!’ You finally screamed, and he looked at you in silence.

You were never a jealous person in general. You knew Heechul was comfortable with many women, but it was starting to affect you so badly that keeping him at a distance was the only way you could fight the urge from spilling your true feelings.

‘You said you were okay with it?!’ He pointed out.

‘Well I lied,’ You rolled your eyes, walking to the door and opening it ‘Now leave!’

‘I am not some commoner you can throw out, Y/N,’ He hissed, ‘I am not done here!’

‘Well I am, not get out!’ Pushing him out, you closed the door before he could come back inside.

Locking it, you could hear him punching the code frantically and trying to open the door. Tears rolled down your cheeks as he banged on the door wanting to enter. Shutting your eyes you sobbed in silence. Three days passed and you hadn’t spoke or even seen Heechul. You sat on your bed with boxes of tissues around you and your best friend consoling you.

‘Are you feeling any better?’ She asked.

‘Do I look any better?’ You asked, blowing your nose that you didn’t hear your front door open and close, ‘I hate this feeling!’

‘That’s what love is, sweetheart.’ She rubbed your back gently, a person standing slightly off to the left of your doorway, ‘You love him, don’t you?’

‘More then anything,’ You expressed, ‘More then a sibling…more then a friend’

‘Then tell him.’ She urged.

‘Yeah tell him.’ The person revealed themselves.

‘Heechul!?’ You both said in unison.

‘You mind leaving us alone for a little?’ He asked your friend.

Giving her a slight nod, she hugged you and left. Heechul was in a pair of black jeans and a large red sweater. He looked horrible and depriving sleep. His hair was a mess on his head as he walked towards the bed and looked at you.

‘What are you doing here?’ You asked.

‘So you like me, eh?’

‘Mayb-’

‘Don’t lie, I heard your confession.’

‘Fine I like you, probably love,’ You threw your hands up, ‘There, are you happy?’

‘How long has it been?’ His voice soft.

‘Does it really ma-’

‘How long!’ His voice rough voice cutting you off.

‘A few months if not a year.’

‘Why haven’t you told me?’

‘Well forgive me Heechul, but why would I?’ You asked, ‘It’s not like you would have cared.’

‘How could I not care?’ Something sad in his voice, ‘I care for you, Y/N and I know that isn’t the truth to why you didn’t tell me.’

Sighing you looked down at your hands in your lap, ‘I was scared. You have all these beautiful woman around you all the time, whether they are friends or fans. I am not like them, I ain’t funny, sexy, talented….I am just me.’

‘Exactly,’ He took a seat on the bed, tilting your chin up to meet his soft eyes, ‘You ain’t any of that. You are smart and beautiful in my eyes. A few days ago when I heard you going out with another man, I didn’t like the feeling it gave me Y/N. I didn’t like the feeling of being shut out because I love you more then a sibling and a friend.’

Before you could even say his name, he claimed your soft lips. You were stiff at the sudden contact but soon melted into his touch. The touch that felt safe and comfortable. The touch that felt like home. Your eyes shut and the tears that threatened to fall earlier suddenly stained your cheek as you kissed him. His plush lips enveloped yours with a gentle touch. He pulled apart and wiped your cheek with his thumb before pressing your foreheads together and whispering.

‘You will always be perfect in my eyes….’