YOU GUYS SHE FINALLY GAVE IN- LIKE ITS SUCH A REVELATION and I just needed to get this out here for her ass. @silhouetted-beauty here you go.
I can’t believe this.
I knew it, I knew it all along.
You walked through the club looking around as you headed
towards the exit. Your hips twisting with each step, your hands crossed over
your chest and balled up from how angry you were. You were a scowling beauty
tonight. You had on a skirt set, black long sleeve crop top shirt that was off
the shoulders. A black skirt that was long on your right side, but on the left
side it was cut into a slit that reached up to your left thigh where it had two
lines and were tied together revealing your smooth milky chocolate skin. Your
makeup was done lightly, red lipstick on your plump lips and your hair was in
its natural state curls tumbling down your shoulders and framing your face. You
had on no bra nor panties, another surprise you wanted to give your man for all
his hard work, the outfit had fitted tightly on your body so much so that even
if you were to get hard your nipples would be showing through the shirt. But it
seems as he danced with the girl on the club floor he had other plans.
You were dating Christian Yu, and despite what everyone else
though dating him was not easy. In fact, in your eyes it was harder than most
jobs because he was a video director meaning he had to film a lot of things and
though it was great, what wasn’t great was the females that came on to him. You
had always fought him, not wanting to date him because you knew what would
happen if you said yes. You were scared to get attached to someone, especially someone
famous because a sense of responsibility and assurance came with that. You were
a jealous lover, and a bit possessive but it wasn’t no worse than any average
person. However, after spending some time with him you couldn’t help but fall
for him. He was charming, sweet, loving, he made you feel like a woman. You
were head over heels for everything he did and maybe his dog Lori had
contributed to the feelings that you had for him.
While you were both loving each other, things were going great
for the first few months. Sure, every couple had their problems but you two
were a different case. You worked for stores managing them and helping count
items for stoking purposes. You had a few coworkers that liked to flirt with
you and yeah sure the moment Christian saw it he was more than livid, dragging
“What the fuck do you
think you’re doing?!” Christian asked the male who had his arm around your
waist keeping your feet from touching the floor as he caught you.
“She was about to fall
so I was going to catch her.” The male said shrugging his shoulders trying to
play it off.
“So, she almost fell
because you knocked the ladder over. Don’t touch her man. You can’t just hold
her like that because she isn’t yours. She’s mine.” And like that Christian was
taking you out of the male’s arms as he carried your protesting body towards
the storage room to fuck you to the point that everyone else heard who you
The thought alone rushed through your mind and made your
lips twitch, you wanted to smile you did. You wanted to laugh and be happy but
that little miss Savannah had to fuck it up for the both of you.
“Christian I don’t
like her.” You mumbled at the set of the video. Christian had been laughing in
the direction of the female that was mixed with both Korean and white. She was
cute sure, long brown hair and little freckles on her face. She had green eyes
and though she had some work done she was curvy. Here she stood, laughing and
joking with everyone she could get her hands on even trying to flirt with DPR
Live and you knew if your friend had saw her man in such a position she would’ve
“Why don’t you like
her baby?” Christian asked softly finally turning his attention to you, his
dark brown eyes looked down at you with love but at the moment, you couldn’t
even feel it because your unsettled feeling overtook you more than his looks.
“I just.. Don’t trust
her Christian.” You didn’t know how to explain it, maybe it was a woman
intuition but the way she threw her hair back over her shoulder, the way she
bit her lip and made eyes at Christian. Artist or not you knew she was trying
to push up on him, and he was too busy running around your ass to notice but
you did. You saw it all.
“Are you jealous?”
Christian teased and you rolled your eyes trying to walk off. Christian moved
to grip at your waist howling with laughter as he pulled you closer to his body
wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. “Come on baby it’s a joke. I
don’t want her okay? I want you. I mean she said she just wanted to work with
me because she was a fan and inspired by my music videos.” He shrugged swaying
with you from side to side as you frowned and crossed your arms over your chest
feeling so small in his arms because you were shorter than him by a few inches.
“But still Christian,
look at her and how she is acting around all of you.” You whined softly trying
to not complain but you couldn’t help it.
called out your name as he shook his head sighing. “I love you okay?” He asked
cupping your chin making you look up at him into his eyes. “I love you okay?
Nobody but you, I want you in my world and I want you to be by my side always.
Besides you work with a few people that always seem to try to touch you or be
close to you while you’re working and I trust you to only focus on me, right?”
He asked and when you didn’t say anything he frowned. “Right?” He asked you
again leaning down to start pressing his lips against yours in multiple kisses
causing your lips to curl into a smile.
“Okay then, so trust
me and we will be fine okay? She isn’t you, just a talented artist that could
help my career.” He reminded you nuzzling your nose before he tilted his head. “You
know though, if you did ever let me use your pretty voice I wouldn’t need any
other person outside of the Dream Perfect Regime to work with. So, think about
it.” He let your chin go to grab your hand instead as both of you walked
towards the rest of the crew and Savannah. During the whole segment of them
talking, you watched her. She didn’t say too much but the look on her face when
she saw him was pure love, and when she saw you? Pure disgust and you knew you
had been right about your feelings all along, but you weren’t going down
without a fight and she was mistaking if she thought you were.
You shook your head once again, angry tears starting to brim
your eyes as your body started to shake with each step you took. The club was
packed with people who wanted to see Savannah’s new music and her video. It was
a lot of important people here who could help her career and you weren’t one to
knock down someone’s success you were all for it, but when she came for your
man and tried to take everything you fought so hard to have, that’s when the
problem became personal. Your head spun lightly from your anger mixing with the
few drinks you had, and the music now seemed to drown out in the background as
your heart pounding with the beat that was vibrating under your feet. Blue led
rave lights shot through the dark space, the lights were dim and you could
barely see where you were going. The night had started off great, Christian
couldn’t even keep his hands off you as you got yourself ready. You had planned
a lot for him and you once you got back home, but as soon as you walked through
the club she was jumping on Christian calling his name.
“CHRISTIAN! I’m so
fucking glad you came.. It means so. So much to me.” She said it in a sultry
tone trying to mask it with a look of innocence.
“Me and my boyfriend
wouldn’t miss it for the world.” You informed her as she finally stepped away
from the hug she had given the male as she damn near jumped on him.
“Oh, Y/n you’re here.”
She said as she gave you one look before she went back to Christian starting to
The thought alone was enough to finally break you, tears
streaming down your face from anger and hatred. You felt you had been cheated
on, or at least it was coming. She had drug your man from you to dance with
him. She pushed against him, swaying her hips and dropping it to the floor
while Christian just seemed to stand there at first mesmerized by her before he
started to dance back against her. It was embarrassing, what were you here for?
You didn’t even want to come! But because she told Christian to bring you and
he seemed to listen to her every command you had come for her. And she got what
she wanted, to make you look like a fucking fool in front of everyone here. You
reached a hand up to dab against your face not wanting to mess up your makeup.
You were getting closer to the door and you felt a hand grab on your wrist. You
didn’t even need to look at him to know that it was Christian’s larger hand
holding onto your wrist as he drug you through the crowd to a room.
“Let me go! Let me go you fucking jerk!” You shouted at him
over the blare of the music wanting him to give up. Christian just sighed as he
led you to one of the VIP rooms that had a view of the club below. The walk up
the stairs made your feet hurt, the black pumps made your feet look sexy but
walking in them only did you justice when you went so far. Christian shut the
door behind you both, locking it before he went to the window to look out at
the club below.
“What is wrong with you?” He asked you as he hunched over
the window. He looked out a minute waiting for you to answer him but once you
didn’t he turned around to look you in your face. He was a fucking masterpiece.
Black suit and dress shirt with a black tie. He had his hair curly and free
falling over his face. His pierced nose and strong facial features, diamond earrings
in his ears. He watched you with dark eyes and you could see that his teeth
“What is wrong with you? Dancing with her like that! Why are
you even here?” You asked him shouting at him as you stood your ground.
“What the fuck are you talking about?!” Christian shouted
back at you losing his cool that quickly.
“How dare you Christian! I saw you! I SAW YOU!” You screamed
at him as you took a step closer to him.
“I didn’t do anything wrong! You are seriously over reacting
y/n!” Christian tried to reason with you but he didn’t know what he did wrong.
One minute he was on the floor dancing with a girl that he didn’t even feel but
for her publicity and the sake of his image he stayed close to her and in a few
seconds, he is getting a tap on his shoulder from one of your friends telling
him that you’re walking out of the club. “Please tell me what the fuck I did
wrong. I deserve to know that much.” Christian said calmly taking a step closer
“I told you I didn’t trust her! I told you she was bad news
and you didn’t listen. I never thought it would be because you actually liked
her or wanted to be with her. Like what if I went and danced with a man the way
you danced with her? What if I would’ve flirted with someone the way you teased
and joked with her? What if I would’ve let someone be all against my ass like
you let her do to your dick? You’re supposed to be mine and you got me out here
thinking that I’m so special but it’s her on you!” You could feel the tears
sliding down your face from how hurt and angry you were. It was the way you
looked that caused Christian to snap and charge towards you.
“How could you say that to me! I told you that I didn’t want
her! That you were overreacting! The fact that you even think I’m that kind of
guy blows me! I don’t bring anyone around Lori unless they mean something to
me. Look at all these people here! These important people at that, If I wanted
to cheat do you honestly think I would’ve brought you here? Do you think we
would have let your friend come when she could’ve let shit get back to you? I
told you nothing was happening because I didn’t want her!”
“I saw how you watched her dance Christian! You were giving
her the eyes!”
“I was trying to see what she was doing! And what I would do! She dropped it
down on me and I was shocked as hell that she did it in front of you! I’m tipsy
so are you and I knew I had to play my cards right for the both of our sakes.
But if I had just left her there by herself then she would’ve looked like an
idiot.” Christian sighed softly raking his hands through his hair seeing the
hurt on your face. “Look, I know it’s not what you want to hear. And I know
that I hurt you by protecting her but I don’t want her y/n. I want you. I’ve
told you that over and over again. You’re the only one I see. When I do anything,
or go anywhere. You’re everywhere. I do not care about Savannah. I shouldn’t have
protected her and it was my fault for not thinking. But, I love you y/n. I only
want you. Why can’t you trust me and see that? You think that I like when you
go to work knowing that any guy can touch you like that or try to be with you?
You’re my heart. And I don’t want to be without you. And no girl can change
that.” Christian reached out for you as he pressed you back against the wall.
You stumbled lightly but let him guide your body backwards. “You are
overreacting. I love you. I love you so fucking much. I love you.” He kept
repeating as he kissed your lips sweetly.
You were unsure at first, not knowing if you wanted to
believe him or not, but after receiving more than five kisses you started to
kiss him back, his warm hands placing on your hips as your arms moved to wrap around
“Regardless, I know that the reason you had those ideas was
because of something I did. I should have worked harder to know that you were
happy and you felt safe and secure. It won’t happen again okay?” He asked
softly as he started to kiss you again. You could feel your heart skipping a
beat and beating faster as you kissed him back. Your head tilted to the side.
Letting him kiss you more as he pushed you against the wall harder, his lips
molding against yours as he held your body close to his, the world around you seemed
to fade away as your body burned with the kiss. He flicked his tongue across
your bottom lip and you opened your mouth to let his tongue in letting him
explore your mouth. His tongue flicked across yours and over the insides of
your cheeks. He tasted your wet cavern, the kiss turning into a French kiss as
his hands slid up your body to grip at your braless chest. You whimpered
slightly against his lips feeling your breast hardened as you arched your back
off the wall to feel more of his touch. He groaned liking how you were reacting
to him, pressing his hips against your side, you could feel a little poke of
his growing bulge. Your hands moved to grip at his jacket suit and he got the
hint letting you push the material over his shoulders and onto the floor. He was
trying to slide his tongue down your throat as his hand moved towards your slit
to open the skirt, his hand moving to rub against your pussy, you mewled into
the kiss as his finger skimmed your wet heat. He broke the kiss to lean down
and kiss against your jaw slowly. He kissed towards your ear, his middle finger
rubbing against your clit as he chuckled lightly against your ear.
“You’re so fucking wet. Is this why you didn’t wear any
panties?” He teased.
“Shut up.” You groaned but the thought alone made your pussy
“You don’t tell daddy to shut up.” He licked the shell of
your ear, letting his fingers spread your lips as his middle finger continued
to rub at your pussy. Your hips bucked against his hand, your lips meeting each
other’s once again as he let his fingers play with your clit. You could feel
the juices drip down your thighs, your legs were trembling as you felt yourself
become closer. He broke the kiss to get on his knees, letting one of your legs
go over his shoulder he pressed his lips against your pussy.
“Christian-what if they come look for us?” You asked softly
as a sharp breath left your lip from him dragging his tongue up your slit
“Well, let them come and search for us, they won’t find us
until I make you cum.” Christian breathed hotly against your core before his
tongue coming to swipe against your clit. He flicked his tongue up and down
against your dampened pussy but because he was too impatient he was quick to
shove his tongue inside of you gripping at your hips to pull you towards his
face. He started to eat you out, thrusting his tongue in and out of your pussy
letting it drip onto his chin as he ate you out. Letting his tongue swirl
around in your inside, he curved the pink muscle inside of you finding your
spot immediately fucking against it. Your hips jerked lightly, hands moving to
tangle into his hair as you rolled your head back. Your fears were still there,
insecurities rising but, he was here eating you out, his face buried into your
pussy and his mind on you not her. You knew deep inside that he was right, you
needed to trust him more and it was something you would have to work on in the
future if you wanted to keep him. You were enjoying his tongue too much,
fucking his face with your hips and calling out his name, pushing his hair back
from his forehead so that you could see him more, you groaned as your lower
stomach started to tighten up signaling your release was close.
Christian pulled back to lick his lips, wiping his face
clean he kissed up towards your hips before he gripped at the end of the crop
top shirt to push it over your breast, he leaned down to cup your nipples,
swiping his tongue against your already hardened puckered buds, he enclosed his
mouth around your left one first, sucking and nipping on your plump mounds
holding them in his hands. He opened your legs wide, grinding his bulge against
your soaking core, and you pressed your hips back, shifting them to make your
clit land against the roughness of his pants, you were grinding against him,
dry humping him as he teased your breast and groped at them. He could feel how
wet you were getting, you wanted to stop him after a while so that you wouldn’t
cum but he didn’t let up rolling his hips harder against you until you were
cumming against the fabric of his pants, staining them with your juices. He
chuckled against your flesh pulling back to crash his lips against yours.
“You got my pants all ruined. It seems I’ll have to punish
you when we get home.” Christian warned, he unzipped his pants slowly, not
caring to unbutton them just untucking his shirt so that nothing gets caught.
He let his dick spring free, it stood high in the air, dripping with precum. He
gripped at the base of his cock with one hand the other gripping at your left
leg to raise it up, his hand trailing higher towards your plump ass cheeks. He
slid inside of you slowly pressing his forehead against yours, he bit on his
bottom lip as he entered your tight wet heat keeping you close. Once he was
buried to the hilt, he lifted your other leg up to cup both of your ass cheeks,
your skirt bunched around your hips and hanging towards the floor as he entered
inside of you repeatedly. He started slow thrusting in and out of you, grinding
inside of your heat trying to stretch you out and get a feel of you wrapping
around his dick. He kissed at your lips, the make-out was heavy, lot of tongues
grinding against each other as you rolled your hips against his.
“Fuck baby.” He grunted shuddering as you did it again. He
loved it when you fucked yourself on his dick. “Go ahead y/n. Show me that you
want it.” He moved to press the palms of his hand against the wall on either side
of your head. You agreed as he steadied himself, starting to push your hips
against him, your hands resting on his shoulders around his neck as you fucked
yourself, looking down at where your sexes joined together. It was always so
hot to you to see how he pushed inside of you, how your heat wrapped tightly
around his heat. How he pushed deep inside of you. It was all too erotic for
your mind to comprehend and the sheer pleasure that jolted inside of you, every
time you pulled back and slide yourself down on him.
You started to set a rhythm, getting more into it,
concentrating on the tricks you learned for him, squeezing around on his dick,
rolling your hips against his hips. A knock at the door jolted you both,
Christian growled out, he had been silently moaning and watching you get off.
It was a beautiful sight to see and he loved it. But now he was annoyed with
whoever was trying to ruin his moment.
“Who is it?” He asked in a low thick tone a growl erupting from
his lips as his messy curly hair got into his face, looking up at him you felt
you could’ve came again just by how he looked. A fucking gorgeous man.
“Christian. Savannah is looking for you, she says her new
producer wants to thank you.” You knew the voice well, it was Mino one of
Christian close friends.
“Can you tell her to wait?” Christian asked, he gripped at
your hips when you tried to move whispering with a rough deep voice against
your ear. “I never told you to stop. Don’t get in more trouble y/n.” He slapped
at your ass cheeks causing you to moan and nod your head. You agreed starting
to fuck yourself on his shaft once again, the sound of your hips bouncing
against his was resonating against the walls as the rest stood outside.
“I did, I’ll handle it.” DPR voice was next to ring out in
the hallway and part of you wondered where your friend was since he was never
without her. But hearing the annoyance in his voice you knew that something was
“Go faster y/n.” Christian commanded and you obeyed letting
your hips pick up the speed, slamming yourself onto him whimpering as you tried
to keep your body up, your legs locking around his waist gather, the heels of
your foot pressing down into his lower back. “That’s it, just like that baby
girl. Fuck you feel so good taking my dick into that pretty pussy.” He
whispered huskily against your ear, catching your lobe between his teeth to
grind his teeth against it.
“Christian!” Savannah shouted, and Christian could feel you
stop your hips causing him to growl.
“WHAT!” He barked at the door as he pushed your hips against
the wall. He was agitated at this point, all he wanted was time with you that
he had been deprived of lately.
“Christian I knew you were in there! Come out here! There
are people I need you to see!” Savannah chirped and he shook his head holding
onto you as he started to fuck into you harder against the wall. The somewhat
intimate pace becoming rougher as his frustrations grew every second. His head
pressed against your shoulder and he released a low groan his hands staring to
become sweaty against the wall and he tried to keep you hoisted up. Once he
didn’t answer she shouted again.
“CHRISTIAN!” She shouted once more and he shook his head
snapping his hips against you. He switched angles to pound against your spot,
causing you to cry out his name.
“Christian!” You choked out a loud cry.
“Louder!” He said as he yanked at your hair pulling your
head back, you gasped out loud as he let his hips go faster, until he couldn’t
get any faster nor harder. Driving into you, with his knees bending a bit and
legs spread apart. One of your hands moved to grip at his hair and the other
gripped at his shoulder blades through his shirt.
“Christian! Daddy! Fuck right there-I’m cumming!” It felt so
good to say those words to a girl that has tried her hardest to keep you away
from Christian and not only tonight but always. You could hear and feel the
silence as her heels clicked against the ground and she walked off, but your
mind was swirling only the faint part of your mind could register what was
happening. Most part of your mind was preoccupied with the fact that your stomach
was clenching from the release that was creeping up. Your eyes shut as you
dropped your mouth open. Christian grinded his hips against you changing his
strokes to long and deep causing him to brush against your clit. You gave into
him, listening to his deep commands to cum again and you did it, coating his
shaft with your essence.
“Fuck y/n! Shit you feel so fucking good, just like that
baby, fuck yeah just like that.” He moaned against your ear as he continued to
slam into you, a few thrusts later and he was filling you to the brim, his hips
grinding against yours to make you bury his load inside of your sensitive
pussy. He held you close to his body. Both of your breaths were heavy, your
eyes hooded and he pressed a soft kiss against your cheek before he kissed your
lips. Though you couldn’t hear the music that well, the familiar beat of a song
filled the room and Christian chuckled as you hit his shoulder.
“Shut up..” You muttered with a soft pout.
“I spy with my little eyes, a girly I can get cause she don’t
get too many likes. A curly headed cutie I can turn into my wife.” He was about
to sing the rest but your covered his lips looking in his eyes.
“Forever is a long time but as much as I fought to avoid
you, you better be giving it to me. Deal?” You asked and let your hand drop
“Deal.” He grinned kissing your lips. He pulled out of after
some time and helped you fix your outfit, grabbing at his hands he pulled you
into the bathroom and you tried to help him clean his pants. Once you were
done, he pulled you back onto the club floor, his arm wrapping around your
waist, to hold you close. Savannah walked towards you both and as soon as she
opened her mouth Christian cut her off.
“I’m your video producer nothing else. I helped put you on,
we helped you with this party. And now me and you are done, you don’t need me
for anything else. And if in the future you ever need me to do a video, it’ll
be up to my baby to decide if I should do it or not. You’ve caused more than
enough scenes for one night and yeah as a friend you’re cool but that’s all you’ll
ever be. So please excuse us both and enjoy the rest of your night, with your
friends.” He bowed his head smiling at her before he led you off walking
towards the door, and much to your surprise every person that was rolling with
Christian and saw you leave left themselves as you all went to another hangout
spot for the rest of the night.
Request: Remus x reader They are keeping the relationship secret but are caught making out in a store cupboard by McGonagall and paraded past the marauders. Tad darling, love the blog 💙
Remus.” – She greeted him after the professor dismissed the class. He looked up
at the girl who smiled at him and leaned her hip against the desk, while he put
his books and other belongings into his backpack.
Y/N, we’re here too, but never mind.” – Sirius said with a wink, next to him
Peter grinned wildly until James grabbed their collars and turned them towards
just wondering if you could help me with this Transfiguration essay. I mean, if
you have some time for me.” – She asked loudly, biting her lip to hide a smile.
looked at their friends; leaving the classroom somehow took forever to them. “Yes,
sure.” – He said also aloud before the others finally left the place. He looked
back at Y/N and turned his voice down. – “I’m getting tired of all these
secrecy. Can’t we just tell them?”
room was empty, so she stepped closer and took his hand into hers. “They wouldn’t
stop teasing us. Just for a little while? I really enjoy being with you without
becoming their first joke subject.”
sighed. “You would never be a joke.” – They slowly started to walk out, leaving
each other’s hand at the corridor. – “And they tease me anyway. About how
obviously you are into me and why haven’t I asked you out yet.”
giggled. “Yes, Moony, why haven’t you asked me out yet?”
let me see.” – He said, stopping in the middle of the hallway. – “Oh, yes. It’d
be a little problematic, as you don’t want anyone to see us together.”
rolled her eyes with a smile before looked around – the corridor was still
completely empty except a few first years. She grabbed his arm and pulled him
into the nearest broom closet, just a few steps from where they stood. “Intimate.”
– Remus said while his girlfriend wrapped her arms around his neck.
complain.” – She whispered from an inch from his lips while he sneaked his hands
along the curve of her waist.
– He muttered before started to kissing her, eagerly this time, unlikely from
him. – “I really missed kissing you.” – He said, hardly leaving her lips. She
smiled onto the kiss and ran her fingers through his brown locks, taking a half
step closer to be completely pressed against him; but they stopped after a
loud, clanking noise.
– She said with a muffled laugh. Though they couldn’t see anything, they could
assume from the sound she just kicked at least two metal bucket. Remus didn’t
let himself distracted too long by this little accident; he grabbed her waist
and lifted her up so she could wrapped her legs around him. They just started
to kiss again when the door of the tiny room burst open, with the
furious-looking McGonagall in front of it.
Y/L/N! Mr Lupin! What’s the meaning of this?” – She asked while Y/N jumped down
and tried to adjust her disheveled clothes.
we just…” – Remus started, or tried to save the situation, nervously running
his fingers through his hair while both of them walked out from the cupboard.
thank you Mr Lupin, but I saw very well what happened. You don’t need to
explain to me.” – She said with her usual strict face. – “Now if you’d come with
and Remus exchanged a weary glance while followed their Transfiguration teacher
who couldn’t stop talking all along from the surprise and the anger as well.
They just reached the corridor of the teacher’s room, where Y/N saw Sirius and Peter
as they tried to help James climbing through the window, but dropped him onto
the floor when they saw McGonagall, who didn’t seem she noticed them.
two best students!” – She kept talking, not even looking back at them.
no.” – Remus murmured as the other marauders now looked at them with curios eyes.
two most decent student, kissing in a broom closet!” – She stopped and spun
around. – “In a broom closet, Mr Lupin! You’re a prefect!”
looked at the boys, standing behind McGonagall. After they heard what happened,
they only looked surprised for a moment before they all started to grin and
listen carefully what more the professor had to say.
blame him, professor, it’s my fault! I brought him there.”
mildly impressed expression appeared on Sirius’ face while Peter and James
tried to prevent themselves to burst into a loud laugh.
didn’t see Mr Lupin to protest!”
both sighed and started to give up completely, while McGonagall went on, now
with a lower voice. “This kind of behaviour is unacceptable in our school, I
hope both of you can see that.” – They nodded and murmured several “Yes”
and “Of course”, whilst they boys behind the Transfiguration teacher nodded
with strict faces too. – “Since this was the first time – and I hope the last
too – I won’t give you any serious punishment.” – They’d sighed in relief, but
she continued. – “Although, you’ll get detentions on Friday. And Saturday.
Separately.” – She finished and suddenly spun around, causing James to almost
fell off. – “Now boys, do you have something to say? I’m sure you’d never do
such things, Mr Black.”
professor?” – He answered after a loud gasp. – “Never!”
thought so.” – She said sarcastically, throwing one last glance at Remus and
Y/N before she disappeared behind the teacher’s room’s door.
few, long seconds they tried to avoid they boys’ eyes, but James give up and
started to speak with that usual childish grin on his face. – “Well, Moony, as
a Headboy, I’m seriously disappointed in you. Snogging girls in a cupboard…”
Moony.” – Peter said with a strict tone, wildly smiling as well. – “With all
those first years around the corridor…”
stepped closer and patted Remus’ shoulder. – “If it makes you feel better, I’m
really proud of you.” – He said before turned his head towards Y/N. – “You too.”
kept throwing their jokes at them without any break while they walked in the
corridor; Remus just stayed in silence but Y/N could see he had a hard time
with hiding a smile. “We should’ve told them earlier.” – She said finally,
after James couldn’t stop laughing after his own joke and was unable to take a
normal breath in.
told you so.” – Remus answered with a smug smile, but intertwined his fingers
request: “Could you do a George x reader where reader is an American Ilvermorny transfer and she is going to the burrow and meeting his family for the first time and is really worried about meeting them because she’s doesn’t know how they would react to him dating an American” — by anon
a/n: another george imagine, yaaas! thank you for requesting this because i’ve been thinking of making an imagine like this as well and was happy when someone requested. hope you like it. x
hi i was wondering if you could do a riverdale imagine where the (girl) reader is best friends with jughead and she has a huge crush on veronica? i know it’s kind of vague, but you can take it anywhere!! oh and maybe tag me in it? pretty please? ok love you bye💕
I’m sorry if it’s not what you’re looking for @ffremontt , if you want a different one feel free to message me.
Being associated with Jughead Jones had it’s ups and downs. While you were able to connect with a fellow intellectual, you never imagined the whispers that would come about. You dealt with it because, Jughead was a good friend and you couldn’t imagine your life without him; but there came a time when you wished you and your loner friend would get noticed.
That time was the first day of school after an eventful summer. You and Jughead had stayed close over summer, especially after the disappearance of Jason Blossom. Neither of you really cared for the Blossom twins, but the mystery of his disappearance, or death, interested both of you. You found Jughead organizing his locker in the morning and rushed over.
“Hey Jug! Any updates?” He turned his head and gave you a grin. “The novel is coming along fine. I’m caught up so far, now we wait for whatever comes next.” You nodded at our friend, “Hopefully it’ll come soon,” you leaned closer to him, “I heard we have a new student.” His eyebrows quirked up in interest. You gaze was caught by the door at the end of the hall opening and a girl, who you had never seen before, walked in. Your jaw dropped as she strutted her way past where you and your friend were standing. Her dark hair rested perfectly on her shoulders and framed her face beautifully as she gave you a smile. You turned to watch her walk away and your face felt hot as she walked into the Dean’s Office. You heard Jug laugh and say, “And so the plot thickens.”
Jughead made sure that you didn’t forget about the morning and the beauty known as Veronica Lodge. “Skipping class with you isn’t going to worth it anymore if you’re just going to be annoying.” You said as you settled on the bleachers next to your friend. He just laughed, “Me, annoying?” You rolled your eyes and opened a bag of chips. You ate one and held the bag out to Jug who took one as well. You helped him polish up the draft of his novel, or what he had so far and you started on your homework.
“You have Journalism homework?” Asked Jughead as he ate another chip/. You groaned and nodded. “I didn’t do too well on my last assignment, so to keep up my grade, I have to go to the dance and write up an article about it.” He nodded, “Will it be published in the school newspaper?” You looked at the note your teacher gave you as a rubric for the article. “Yeah, it’ll be in next week’s copy.”
“Sounds cool,” he said taking another chip, “I won’t read it.” You grabbed one of your folders and hit him the shoulder with it jokingly. “Jerk.” You muttered and his smiled dumbly. “Wait, did school end?” You asked upon seeing the football practice and some cheerleaders walking along the track. Jughead nodded and got back to typing away, but suddenly lifted his head and laughed. “What?!” You asked, leaning towards him. “Look who’s a cheerleader already!” You squinted and saw that it was Betty Cooper and Veronica walking the track. You almost fell off your seat in embarrassment. She looked adorable in the cheerleading uniform and it was just too much. “You should ask her to the dance, Y/N.”
You turned to face Jughead, your face beet red. “Why!?” You yelled, drawing the attention of the people below. You blushed harder when you saw Veronica looking up into the bleacher to where you were sitting. She gave you a wave, which you shyly return. “You’re going to the dance so you might as well go with someone.” You nodded at his words but turned back to him. “She’s hanging out with Archie though, and I don’t want that to-”
Jughead lifted a finger to silence you. “That doesn’t change anything. Just because I’m a reject doesn’t mean you have to be one too.” He gave to a happy look, “We will still be friends.” You smiled at him, which he tried to return. “Now go get the girl Y/N L/N.”
You made your way down the bleachers and to the track. You ran after the two girls who were still walking. When you finally made it to them, you felt the blush on your face deepen and the butterflies in your stomach start to storm. What if she didn’t even like girls? Maybe this was a mistake, but it was too late now. “Hi.” You said, you sounded so dumb.
“Hello there. You’re Y/N right?” Veronica asked, giving you the brightest smile you had ever seen. You nodded, “Yeah, and I was wondering if you would like to attend the back to school dance with me.” Betty looked at you then at Veronica, and slowly made her way towards one of the football players. “Oh?” Veronica asked, her eyebrows raised. Your heart sank, “Sorry if I weirded you out, I’ll just-” You were cut off by a warm pair of lips on your cheek. “You’ll see me at seven.” She said with a flirty tone, that her large brown eyes seemed to mimic. “I’ll see you at seven.” You repeated and with a sweet smile, she walked away.
You ran back up the bleachers to Jughead, with a stupid grin on your face. The moment you sat down, you let out a large breath you didn’t know you had been holding in. “She said yes!” You squealed excitedly. Jughead let out a laugh, “You have a little something right there.” He pointed at your cheek and you opened your front camera and saw the lipstick stain. You just smiled at your loner friend who, for the first time in a while, felt like maybe people weren’t so bad after all.
summary: You attend one of Natasha’s office parties against your will and end up meeting a charming stranger who turns out to be the person who runs the company. (AU; CEO!Bucky)
characters: main - Bucky Barnes x Reader (F) | in this part - Natasha Romanoff, Reader, Wanda Maximoff, mentions of Bucky, and Pietro word count: 1042 warnings: none A/N: Taking a break from Bucky in this part. One again, thank you for all of your responses. You keep me motivated to write :) If you want to be tagged please let me know through aDM or an Ask so that I can easily keep track of the notifications.
The next morning, you sat on your kitchen table, munching over your favorite bowl of breakfast cereal when Natasha appeared through the kitchen doorway of your apartment. It was her day off so she took the opportunity to sleep in. She yawned, stretching her arms far and wide before grabbing her own bowl from the cupboard and settling down on the chair opposite yours.
Summary: Sherlock meets the niece of Greg Lestrade as a mysterious string of murders starts occurring, she’s connected to it all, Sherlock just knows, but where does she fit? What’s her part? When things start adding up and Sherlock gets more involved, it becomes clear.
Summary: After the events of The Dark World, Loki is once again, back in his cell in the belly of the Asgard palace. And there’s someone he misses oh so dearly, his only way for him to even hear word from her is through the letters they send each other.
Request: bitch better have my money with Dustin 😂😂
Authors note: I hope you enjoy this!!! I changed the prompt a little so it would fit better, i hope you don’t mind!!
Dustin Henderson did not back down from a challenge. Even if it was the most stupidest bet in existence, he would do it. He and Steve had been hanging out together when Dustin accidentally told Steve he had a crush on you. Steve being the guy he was, bet Dustin $10 that he couldn’t get you on a date. So Dustin set out on asking you out.
You had joined their friend group late in the year, Max and Eleven asking you to join them for lunch. After that, you guys hung out all the time. You eventually became pretty close with everyone, and found yourself having a crush on Dustin. He was just so funny, you couldn’t help it.
You were all sitting outside the Wheeler house, Max was trying to teach El how to skateboard. You were laughing at the faces El was making at Max when she almost fell off, when Dustin sat down next to you.
“Couldn’t she just use her mind powers to control the skateboard?” Dustin asks you with a puzzled look in his eyes.
“Yeah she totally could, but where’s the fun in that?” you smile, looking over at him.
You see a car pull up, and Steve get out. His eyes go wide when he sees what the girls are doing, but before he could say anything, Max was already telling him to shut up.
Dustin looks from Steve to you, his eyes widening slightly.
“Are you okay Henderson?” your brow furrows.
“Pfft, yeah.. Im great. I was just wondering if you uh…” His eyes glance at Steve again. You look at him too, noticing the smirk on his face.
“Dustin spit it out-”
“Do you want to go on a date with me?” He mumbled fastly. It took you a few seconds to process what he said.
His face is hopeful, but the longer you take to answer the more the smile disappears from his face.
“Its cool if you-”
“Yeah, i would love to go on a date with you.” His face turning a shade of pink as he smiled.
“Ill be right back.” He stands quickly, leaving you confused.
“Hey bitch, you better have my money.” You heard him shout to Steve, causing the older boys eyebrows to raise.
You just laugh, a smile plastered on your face. You got a date with Dustin. Today couldn’t be any better.
So this may be triggering. DISCLAIMER DISCLAIMER: IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THIS CONTENT, DO NOT CONTINUE!!!
I have no idea where the idea for this came from, but I ran with it. So a little background info, the reader is Embry’s imprint but also Leah and Seth’s sister, and is 18, whereas Leah is 20 and Seth is 14. Enjoy!
3rd Person POV
“How long has she been like this?” Jake asked, walking up to the scene and seeing Y/N sitting there, staring at nothing, with her arms wrapped around her legs that were pulled up to her chest.
She hadn’t heard him. All she could hear was the cooing of the baby that she would never bring into the world. The baby that was stolen from her. She and Embry were already so careful with the baby. She never carried anything heavier than what the doctor told her. Y/N hung out with Emily and her family, causing her stress to be as low as possible, especially now that the Volturi left for good. “Since we got back,” Emily had taken her to the doctor’s, since Sam had Embry were doing a patrol, and if it was a normal appointment, he’d be there for the end of it, to hear the baby’s official due date. A painful howl ripped through the air-Embry just heard the news. Sam and Embry wanted Seth to stay near the imprints, in case a vampire got into the reservation, and to protect his his sister and the baby she was carrying. He heard everything, and now Embry now did too. Sobs racked through Y/N as her human ears picked up on the wolf’s howls. Her imprint’s pain racking through her through their bond. It was almost crippling when it was added along with her own pain. “I killed our baby,” She let her legs go and almost fell off the couch, but Seth caught her. “It’s okay sissy,” Seth held her tightly as he carried her to the bed, sitting next to her. Using his old nickname for her helped but only maybe by 1%, but it wasn’t significant enough for her to forget grief she hasn’t felt since their dad’s heart attack last spring.
There were many kisses that weekend. The first weekend we had seen each other in a long time. The welcome back kiss was frantic, rough, desperate. After all that time who could blame us. She kissed me as if my lips were made of oxygen and she simply couldn’t get enough air. I kissed her like it was my last day on earth and she would be my hold to this lonely world. We ended up tangled, breathing as if we had just run a marathon and yet every time our lips met the fever would set in again. She smacked her head against a wall, I almost fell off the bed, we didn’t care about anything except for where the other one’s lips were. The craze stayed until the next day, it probably would last for longer but she was leaving and I didn’t want it all to be rushed. The last hour she was with me was different. We were quiet just holding each other, quiet conversation flowing back and forth, our eyes darting to the clock every now and again. When we kissed I made it slow, oh so slow, I wanted to remember every second of it, of her. Both of us shed tears and I felt my heart began to tear in two when she announced it was time. I stayed still as she detached herself from me and quickly situated herself. She looked over at me and it took everything in me not to beg her to stay, just 5 more minutes, hell just one more minute, just please dear god don’t leave me yet. If her eyes were in anyway the same as mine I don’t know how she left. She tried to hurry the last kiss, making it hard and fast. I broke off and whispered slow, this should be a kiss filled with a promise of return. She smiled against my lips and slowed down. When the door clicked shut I stayed still. My hand going to trace my lips, closing my eyes I committed every moment of that final kiss to my memory. I would see her again. I know I would and the promises that filled that last kiss would come true.
could you do a fic where it’s like the reader is Emma’s sister and reader and Noah bond over really nerdy stuff and they fall in love or something like that ??? idk that just came to mind sorry if it’s awful. love you lots 😚😚
soul mate au with Noah (mtv scream)
(I combined the requests, if that’s alright. Sorry if the grammar in this is absolute crap, but I wanted to post this as soon as possible! Requests are open!)
The hallways of George Washington High were filled with students all pushing and shoving trying to get to their next class. You looked around cluelessly, Emma, had left you to grab your schedule leaving you alone in a sea of teenagers. You itched your soulmate tattoo anxiously and shifted from one foot to the other. Your soul mate tattoo had showed up after you turned 12; you were freaking out but your sister, Emma coaxed you down and explained what it was. Another person in the world, had the exact same triangle and thick line just like yours would be your soulmate. But, you were new to Lakewood; after experiencing some difficult things with your father, your mother decided it was best for you to take a break from familiarity and go to a boarding school in California for a while.
A harsh bump knocked you out of your clueless state, making you drop your books and binder on the ground. “Crap, I’m sorry. Ah.. Once again, Noah Foster here to ruin the day.” You laughed and moved a piece of hair behind your ear, kneeling down,“No no, really it’s okay.” Butterflies were swarming around in your stomach, his eyes reached yours and you turned and blushed. Noah handed you your binder but kept a hand on your book. “Carrie?” He held it up, sticky notes lined the book in colourful papers. “No I.. Yeah… I love Stephen King.” You grabbed it back from him, your hands slightly touching sending sparks up your arm “You’re kidding?” A blush grew across your face. Great, another person thought you were a freak for annotating a horror novel and he was extremely cute. “I love his books AND his movies. I’ve seen Carrie at least 7 times. He’s pretty much my all time favorite.” Noah turned around to scrounge around in his backpack before pulling out an old copy of The Shining. His plaid shirt was propped up a little bit, you could see the small soulmate tattoo on his body. A sickening thought dropped in your body as you began to think he already had a soulmate. “Wait. Let me see that.” Noah pulled your arm out so he could take a better look, “Holy sweet mother pearl.” You both laughed, Noah smiled a crooked grin. He rolled up his sleeves more so you could compare the two tattoos, already knowing they were the same. You were soulmates. “Well, I always thought it looked a bit like a knife, y’know for serial killer buisness?” You said and bit your lip, both of you were speechless. “So, I got your schedule but I have to also run to class, do you- Oh, hey Noah. You’ve met (Y/N), my little sister.” Emma came up to you guys and cocked her head to the side to see both of your arms against each other. He looked at you and grinned, “Sister? Oh yeah! Yeah. Well you see, horror fanatics just tend to gravitate towards each other. Almost like fate put two serial killers together.” Emma watched as her little sister giggled and Noah scratched his neck letting out a nervous laugh and raised her eyebrow. “Yeah, okay.” Noah tugged on his backpack and craned his neck to look at your schedule. “Math, room 2032. I’ll walk you, maybe we can talk more about your coolness.” “Wait- (Y/N)!” Emma’s mouth left open as you left with Noah barely even noticing her, chitchatting happily.
“No way. You’ve lived in California? Ever heard of the Hitchhiker’s killer?” Noah asked, absolutely intrigued. You two had spent basically the whole day together, talking and laughing. A crush developed almost instantly after he pulled out his Stephen King book. “Did I? I was obsessed about him! Not gonna lie after reading up on him, I almost peed when a car stopped next to me when I was walking to my dorm. Turns out, all they wanted was directions.” Noah tilted his head back and laughed making you laugh. “You’re amazing.” His arm fell around your shoulders as you both continued to talk.
“I don’t know why he just doesn’t ask her out.” Brooke tipped her beer back and sat down next to Emma. “I mean, can’t you see they are just eye screwing the hell out of each other?” It’s true. The whole party you both have barely spoken to anybody but each other. He’d say something, you’d laugh; you’d say something, he’d laugh. Emma turned to face her friend, laughing “I don’t want to picture my baby sister and Noah doing it. Ever.” Audrey sat down in a huff, “That’s fricking it, if I have to watch psychopath One and Two laugh at another messed up joke, I’m gonna pass out. He keeps saying ‘She’s so pretty but I’m not sure if she likes me’ all that crap. They are obviously soul mates I mean look at them!” Both of you were huddled in the corner, Noah’s arm over your shoulder and you almost wrapped around him. Emma patted her knee and scooched over so all three girls were sitting. After such a rough experience with your father leaving and all the trauma you went through, Emma was glad to see you finally smiling and laughing. Catching her eye, you saw Emma wave you down in the midst of the party. You excused yourself and walked over “Hey! I’ve barely spoken to you since we got here. How was your first day of school? Did you like your classes?” She asked, eager to talk to you. “Well, I.. I only came over to grab a beer for me and Noah.” Brooke snickered and hid behind her bottle when Emma shot her a look, “Don’t you want to sit down? You’ve been standing for like an hour.” Audrey asked you, beginning to get up from her seat. “No! No, really it’s alright. Noah was just telling me about his podcasts, and that’s just a story I can’t miss.” You walked back and handed Noah his beer with a content look on your face. Then once again, you resumed flirting and laughing. Emma sighed, “I mean you’d think they’d be a little more shy towards each other right? They like just met each other. Most soulmates are shy. Why aren’t they shy?” Brooke and Audrey both laughed and leaned closer to Emma. “Maybe they are in love.” Brooke made a kissy noise and winked. “Brooke, you’re so annoying!” “Maybe she’s right, its like there’s a god of serial killer fanatics up there just playing puppet.” Audrey shrugged teasingly. The three turned to look back at the pair before watching Noah dip down and give you a small kiss. Your sister’s mouth was drawn open and Brooke laughed so hard she almost fell off of the lawn couch. “I knew it!” Audrey pointed at Noah.
Summary: the blanket was shared, his voice, warmth and aroma fleeting all around her. Their eyes stared at the movie in front of them, but all they could see was each other, lost in a sea of emotions they couldn’t put a name on, herself lost in his licking flames and him, lost in the night sky of her
eyes, sinking until he couldn’t breathe.
Word count: 25.299 /faints, I’m breaking records wtf
Author’s note: Ok so I am here again with a SUPER LIGHTHEARTED FIC FOR YOUR ENTERTAINMENT because I enjoye Kacchako so much? And uh, I write long stuff, IT’S MY JAM NOW!
It’s a bit messy too? BUT EVERYONE LIKES MESSY STUFF AM I RIGHT? :D /silently hopes you do Bear with me, because I love this fandom and it’s not gonna be the last of me! I WILL
So I have to give credit to @ everyone who has sent me any ask, any reblog, any new follower, any like, anything. Anybody who reads this mess is fucking credited because I LOVE THIS FANDOM?? So ou guys know who you are, fam. I made the wise decision to upload at FF.net first for those souls who can’t read this here. Also, don’t expect the same quality from the other fic. That’s impossible to beat, fam. And it’s not that good /derp
I don’t like this. It was so hard to write and I STRUGGLED SO MUCH YOU GUYS WOULD NOT BELIEVE YOUR EYES
Characters: Bodyguard!Dean x Chef!Reader, Sam (mentioned)
Word Count: 3,399
Warnings: Alright, now this is the moment you’ve all been waiting for.This chapter does contain smut. Oral (female receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it up before you tap it), fluff for the most part, sorry if I didn’t add anything else.
Request: You and Dean take a much needed vacation to Cape Town for your two year anniversary. You thought it would be perfect and everything you ever wanted. What happens when your past decided to catch up with you?
Author’s Note: This is for @dancingalone21‘s Summer Escape Challenge! This is the first part of a 4 or 5 part mini series! If you want to be tagged, leave an ask or message and I’ll add you! Same goes for my Series Rewrite! If you want to request a fic, please send them in! I love writing what you guys want!
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Ah, Summer. The season was filled with kids, pools, beaches,
and most importantly, spending time with your amazing boyfriend, Dean
Winchester. You’ve had a ton of summers with this man but only one of them was
special: this one.
It was your two-year anniversary and you couldn’t have been
happier. You met him through his brother, Sam. You and Sam were friends in high
school and even though you didn’t go to the same college, you still met up
afterwards and then, you met Dean.
Some may call it love at first sight but you didn’t believe
in any of that. You believe in two people slowly falling in love, getting to
know one another and make sure they are comfortable with each other. That is honestly
how it worked with you and Dean.
The akuma should have been a quick fight, considering its powers were relatively weak. All Age-Bender did was give people the look that they’d aged ten years. Unfortunately for Paris’s two heroes, a simple fight is not what happened. Apparently, five years of judo as a civilian makes up for lame powers as an akuma.