slight pairings

you should know she is prone

pairing: daveed diggs x reader 

request: @wellillbedamneddiggs: either an angsty Daveed x Reader with lots of pining (but a happy ending!) or something super kinky? Like size kink/blowjobs/face fucking/facials?

summary: reader is an ensemble replacement in hamilton who befriends daveed while also trying to suppress her overwhelming sexual attraction to him

warnings: NSFW! alcohol, swearing, clippng lyrics, semi-public sex (?), dirty talk, face-fucking, size kink, and a whole lotta smut. get ready. 

word count: 3,501

a/n: title from clippng “body and blood.”don’t expect new fics every day, but this prompt took me and wouldn’t let go until I finished it. drunk diggs is really fun to write. if you have requests/comments/other concerns or anything, shoot me a message! part two is here

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Avengers Chatroom: Memes

Requested by Anon.

Pairings: Slight Bucky x f!reader. Mostly memes.

Scenario: Dank Memes + Steve is very confused

(A/N: Solas greatly disapproves.)

Clint has created a chatroom.

Clint has invited Tony, Nat, Steve, Bucky, Y/N, Vision.

Clint: This is Tony whenever he sees one of his exes with a baby.



Tony: Don’t talk to me or my sons ever again.

Steve: You have a son? Why are you sending Spongebob pictures??

Y/N: No it’s a meme, Steve.

Tony: Why did you add him, Clint?

Steve: That doesn’t make any sense.

Clint: I thought he would understand them by now. Bucky does!

Steve has added Wanda.

Steve: What are memes?


Wanda: But seriously, I will explain them to you later.

Steve: What is that?

Wanda has left the chat.

Clint has added Sam.

Clint: This is you when Bucky talks to you.

Tony: Why did you make me a meme?!

Y/N: Tony looks possessed.



Nat: Nobody explain it to him.

Bucky: For you, Sam. <3

Sam: You’re*

Steve: Who is that man? Why do you keep sending his picture?

Vision: I have found one.


Y/N: Hahaha no way

Clint: Delete this.

Nat: That is kind of funny.

Steve: Why are they Nat and Clint?!



Bucky: GET OUT.

Steve: Bucky has asthma?!?!

Y/N: Everything was going so well… It’s all ogre now.

Sam: I am tired of you drooling over her.

Bucky: Okay you know what

Bucky: Y/N


Bucky has left the chat.



Steve: Where are you going?

Y/N: To see if Bucky is serious or not.

Y/N has left the chat.

Vision: Note to self: It appears that “memes get you the girl”. Must test this theory.

Vision has left the chat.

Tony: Well that escalated quickly.

Sam: I’m going to go ruin their moment.

Sam has left the chat.

Tony: Hey Cap






Steve: I have had enough. Goodbye. Don’t ever send me memes ever again.

Steve has left the chat.

Bruce has joined the chat.

Bruce: Tony


Tony: Oh right, forgot we had to meet up today.

Tony has left the chat.

Bruce has left the chat.

Nat: So this was a very weird experience.

Clint: I can’t believe this but I agree with Steve. I think I’ve had enough for a lifetime.

Nat: Same.

Nat has left the chat.

Clint has left the chat.

Wade has joined the chat.


Wade has left the chat.


Author’s Note: wow surprisingly this one was actually requested! enjoy another chatroom fic from your’s truly. 

Pairing: slight,Bucky! x Reader

Y/N has created a chat.

Y/N has added Bucky.

Bucky: Why are you texting me when you’re sitting across from me?

Bucky: Disney movies annoying you?

Y/N: Oh god, no. Never, I was just scrolling through the Internet and found some hilarious memes I wanted to show you.

Bucky: Memes? I’m not familiar.

Y/N: My reaction.

Bucky: Woah, who’s dog is that?

Y/N: Buck, that’s not the point! A meme is just a funny image, that’s all.

Bucky: Ooooh, that makes more sense.

Bucky: Why not just call it a funny image then?


Bucky: I should stop asking questions then.

Bucky: Wait I think I came up with one

Bucky: Me when Steve wakes me up for early training.


Y/N: HAHA, good one.

Steve has joined the chat.

Steve: Did I hear my name?

Y/N: What the, Steve. How did you get in the chat?

Y/N: Only Bucky is allowed in it.

Steve: Thanks, Y/N. That hurt.


Bucky: That looks like Sam when he’s crying. 

Y/N: Savage.

Steve: Tony has his ways of hacking.

Y/N: Dammit, forgot we had an idiotic smart guy on the team.

Tony has joined the chat.

Y/N: Oh no, not you.

Tony: Rude.

Tony: Why do I keep hearing cackling in the living room?

Y/N: I’m sending memes to Bucky.

Bucky: And I’m still so confused on what they are.

Y/N: I’ve explained them to you already, Bucky!

Tony: You sure? No sexting action going on between the two of you?

Steve: I think I just threw up a little.

Tony: So did I.

Bucky: Oh, Tony look what I found.


Y/N: Digging the suit in that picture, Tony.

Tony: Thank you ;)

Steve: Me when I see Bruce and Tony working in the lab.


Bruce has joined the chat.

Bruce: We actually build things for this team, unlike you Rogers.

Bruce has left the chat.


Bucky: Burn.

Y/N: Are we just going to ignore the fact that Steve showed us a picture with a bad word on it?

Steve: Ugh, not again please.

Tony: It’s a necessity to bring that up.

Steve: It’s a necessity to punch you.

Y/N: Oh shit, Civil War all over again.

Steve: Language.

Bucky: Please no more past memories.


Steve: Wait, before you go

Steve: Y/N when Bucky walks into the same room.


Y/N: ……..

Y/N: What I’m going to do to Steve.


Steve: Uhhh.

Steve has been disconnected.

Y/N has left the chat.


Bucky: Y/N literally just stormed over to Steve and she’s strangling him now, I gotta go watch this.


Bucky has left the chat.

Tony: It’s time like these when I ask myself, Why did I ever join the Avengers?

Tony has left the chat.

My Girl

Pairing: Slight Young!James Potter x Reader

Note: Short drabble/fic! I don’t know if I’ll finish this or not , but if you want a continuation, let me know and we’ll see from there! :D  Part II

Other  stories: Beautiful | Ask You Out I II III IV

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything from the Potterverse!

First time doing a Marauders!imagine, I hope you guys like it! 


You were stuck in a storm since day one. You knew that, but somehow you didn’t want to find a way to leave.

You remembered dragging your large trunk behind you as you walked between compartments, your black cat striding beside you, trying to peek into some for a place to sit and as you approached one that a black haired boy disappeared into earlier. You found yourself face to face with a girl with striking green eyes and dark red hair. The black haired boy from earlier was behind her and they huddled out of the compartment as someone inside yelled “Snivellus!” The pair walked pass you and you stood by the entrance of their compartment.

“Hi, can I sit here? Everywhere else is full.” You sheepishly asked the two boys who looked at you in mild surprise.

“Sure, I guess.” The boy with the glasses replied with a small smile and the other one just shrugged. So with that, you pulled your trunk through the door, hitting glasses boy’s feet, you later learned his name was James Potter.

Four years later and here you were seated in-between the boys you met at the train, James and Sirius Black, and two more other guys in front of you, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew, in the Great Hall. You were sorted into Gryffindor along with them and the redheaded girl, Lily Evans, whom James had a huge crush on. You let out a oh-so-small frown that no one noticed.

The boys called themselves The Marauders, and soon enough the entire school did as well. Where did you fit into all of this? They said you were their favorite girl, or at least James and Sirius did. So that was your title, The Marauders’ Favorite Girl. They kept on dragging you into their stunts despite your protests. You weren’t a troublemaker, but somehow you always ended up in detention with them, spending your Friday nights either locked up in the Trophy Room, polishing the school’s many silver without magic, or cleaning out the bedpans in the hospital wing, also without magic.

“Y/N, hey, listen to me.” Sirius waved a hand in front of you to catch your attention, your thoughts slipping back into reality as you turned to look at him, a brow raised in question. He rolled his storm-gray eyes at you. “I said that maybe you should try acting like James’ girl-” he was about to say but you cut him off, “No. I am not going to play girlfriend for James so that he could catch Lily’s attention, it’s not going to work.” You stated as you continued to eat your breakfast. You vaguely felt the boys’ eyes on you and you groaned inwardly.

“Then be my real girlfriend.”

You almost spat your food out when the words left James’ mouth. The same couldn’t be said for Sirius though, his food was sprayed all over poor Peter’s face while Remus’ goblet filled with pumpkin juice was toppled over, spilling its contents on the table. You gasped and grabbed your wand, returning the goblet upright and its contents back before it could get near any of your paperwork that was sprawled out before you. You turned to James, your face red with a mixture of anger and embarrassment to find him smirking at you.

“It’s not funny, James.” You glared at him.

“Yeah mate, Y/N is off-limits. She’s our girl!” Sirius said.

James rolled his eyes heavenward. “Well, maybe I want her to be my girl.” He uttered with emphasis.

You whirled your attention away from Sirius towards James, your e/c blazing. “Excuse me but I’m not going to be anyone’s girl!” You cry out and stand up, flustered and mad. “Now until you guys stop being obnoxious pricks, don’t bother talking to me!” You told them and grabbed your papers and stuffed them inside your bag.

“Now look what you did!” You heard Sirius shout to James as you exited the Hall and headed towards the Library, the tint on your cheeks won’t be disappearing any time soon.

Living With You

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tags: @beaxnalu, @ftfanfics

rating: t+ for sexual joking, swear words, and mild smut later on

pairings: nalu, slight gajevy this chapter, possible mentions of gruvia later on

characters: natsu, lucy, gajeel, levy, gray

summary: Finding herself thrown out and drunk after a party wasn’t the way Lucy expected her night to go. After blacking out and waking up in a room with three men, she has a decision to make: will she stay or will she go? Loosely based on New Girl. Roommates!AU

With a note from her doctor saying to take it easy for the rest of the day, Lucy took her medication happily with a  glass of apple juice. This morning had been very serene as she awoke before the others and had a small mug of coffee as to not upset her anxiety. When the nurse told her before she left that coffee could upset her anxiety, Natsu picked up some juice before going to work in the morning along with some cinnamon rolls that she could bake with Gajeel for an easy breakfast.

However the taller, much sterner man had grumbled about artificial sugar and empty calories, so into the garbage bin the store-bought rolls went. About twenty minutes later, into the oven the homemade ones went, and Lucy learned how to make icing from scratch, something that no one had ever bothered to teach her, even in her advanced high school cooking class with a professional chef.

“It’ll rot yer teeth, but hell is it worth it,” Gajeel said with a soft smirk, and Lucy grinned as she pushed the rolls of cinnamon, brown sugar, and homemade puff pastry together to make a delicious breakfast that would last quite a few days.

Levy popped over at around noon on her lunch break and brought over some banana bread to Gajeel’s surprise. Lucy watched the two animatedly interact, with Levy ending up climbing Gajeel again and popping him on the nose, this time with her fist.

“I’ll bring by anything you need, Lucy. Be sure to keep these guys in line,” she said, looking at Gajeel and pointing two fingers from her eyes to his.

“Yeah, yeah, we got it covered, shrimp,” Gajeel said gruffly, closing the door without saying an actual goodbye. Sauntering over to the couch and turning on the TV, he let out a sigh.

“If I didn’t know you any better, I’d think that you liked her,” Lucy said teasingly with a smirk. It was true that the two were getting closer, and Lucy was starting to think that Levy wasn’t coming over to just bring banana bread over anymore. 

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Once a Frat Boy, Always a Frat Boy. | Calum Hood - Part 9.

Summary: In which a new student, (Y/N), finds herself becoming the toy to popular frat boy Calum Hood. The only problem is that (Y/N) was warned about Calum her first day on campus, and Calum just so happens to be dating (Y/N)’s best friend, Callie Mitchell. She hates him. She hates him more than she’s hated anyone ever before; however, she can’t help the growing feeling inside of her stomach after she finds out some very interesting things about Calum that no one had ever known before.

Rating: PG

Pairing: slight! Reader/Calum

A/N: A very, very short chapter! But, there’s drama included. Does that make up for it?

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Unconditional (Part 8) *slight smut*

Fandom: Celebrities
Pairing: Reader x Sebastian Stan
Words: 1, 248
Warnings: smut in the beginning, also maybe annoyance? maybe even sadness. 
Request: yes or no
Inspired By:
Parts: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
A/N: here is part 8 I apologize for it being up late. also there is slight smut in the beginning like right smack in the beginning! so to avoid that just scroll down about nine paragraphs to avoid the smut :) that is all.
Tags: @almondbuttercup @oldschoolcalifornia @sailorchibimoonunicorn

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Living With You

i just hit 1,000 followers and am working my way on up! this is my thank you to you all. I hope to update this once or twice during the week on my days off :)

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one / two 

tags: @beaxnalu

rating: t+ for sexual joking, swear words, and mild smut later on

trigger warnings: past abuse, drinking, swearing 

pairings: nalu, slight gajevy this chapter, possible mentions of gruvia later on

characters: natsu, lucy, gajeel, levy, gray

summary: Finding herself thrown out and drunk after a party wasn’t the way Lucy expected her night to go. After blacking out and waking up in a room with three men, she has a decision to make: will she stay or will she go? Loosely based on New Girl. Roommates!AU

When Lucy awoke, her hangover was gone and so was her anxiety. Her back felt better than it had in quite a while, and she knew it was due both to the delicious soup and Natsu’s touches. Gajeel and Natsu were both quite nice to her, but he wasn’t sure about Gray quite yet. He was somewhat quiet, and she wasn’t a huge fan of sexual jokes or used condoms on the floor for that matter.

The smell of eggs and waffles filled her senses, and Lucy smiled and stretched herself awake. A yawn escaped her lips as she tossed the covers aside and swung her legs across the couch. Pressing her tired feet onto the tiled floor, she made her way into the kitchen.

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Soulmates (1/2)

Group: Bangtan Boys (BTS)

Pairing: Yoonmin

Type: Slight Angst/Kinda Fluff

Description: Soulmate Tattoos are common place, even though there are still the select few whom never find the face to go with the name on their wrist. And there are even fewer who are born without names at all; those are the ones that try to avoid love at all costs.

Originally posted by mn-yg

Originally posted by emmareader

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Rough Day

A/N: I’ve been feeling kinda bummed out lately and I want a Peter Parker of my own to hug me.

Warnings: slight sadness, fluffff

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 510 (sorry I’m still working on making these longer)


Today was not the best day. It seemed like the world just decided ‘hey let’s be as shitty as possible to Y/N’, and you weren’t enjoying it. First you woke up late for school, skipping breakfast and forgetting your lunch money on the counter. Then once you finally got to school you got your algebra test back, you failed it. And then to top it all off it was raining and you had to walk back home.

Instead of going to your house after studying in the library for a bit after school, you decided to go see you boyfriend Peter. He could always make you feel better. So, packing up your things, you quickly made your way over to Peter’s apartment. Swiftly knocking on the door, it flew open.
“Y/N! Honey, oh you’re all wet!” May exclaimed as soon as she saw you, “Come in, Come in, Peter is in his room!” she beckoned you forward.
“Thank you May.” You acknowledged.

You didn’t even knock on Peter’s door, just wanting dry clothes and a hug. He looked up slightly shocked before rushing over to you and taking you in his arms.
“Y/N, oh my gosh! Sit down let me get you some dry clothes.” He fussed.
He leapt over to his dresser and handed you a sweatshirt and some sweatpants. You made your way to the bathroom to change, already feeling significantly warmer.

Somehow you had held in all the emotions of your bad day, that was until you walked into Peter’s room after getting dressed. He had put in your favourite movie and gotten your favourite snacks and even made a blanket mountain for you both to cuddle in. Instantly the tears started streaming down your face, but you were quickly pulled into Peter’s comforting arms.

He flopped down onto the bed, you still in his arms, and buried the both of you in the pile of blankets, drying your tears. He hugged you close, stroking your hair and whispering little, “it’s ok’s” and “don’t worry, I’ve got you’s” and “i love you’s”. Once you had sufficiently calmed down you snuggled closer into his chest.
“Thank you Petey, I love you.” You uttered.
“I love you too.” He replied, his lips lightly brushing yours.

You kissed him, full and sweet. It was a comforting kiss. It felt like home. Once you had pulled away, when the need for breath was overwhelming, you laid snuggled in his warm embrace and fell into a soft sleep, the day’s events completely forgotten.


Peter couldn’t have asked for a better end of the day. His arms were wrapped around his beautiful, kind, compassionate, wonderful, and sleeping girlfriend, and he could see no wrong in the world at this moment. She was everything to him. She was his light through the world. She was perfect.

He paused the movie quickly and gently nuzzled into your hair. It wasn’t long before he too went to sleep, his last thought, being one he thought often; this, this is home.


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Take it off

Genre: Smut (Contains: Slight exhibitionism) 

Pairing: Reader x Hoseok

Word Count: 800ish

“Take it off.”

Your eyes widened at his words yet you couldn’t help the shivers his husky voice sent down your spine, making heat pool between your thighs.

“Don’t make me repeat myself, princess.” He stared at you mischievously as he took another bite of his food and a sip of his wine, waiting for you to move.

You uncrossed your legs, heels clicking with the wooden flooring as your hands moved to push your short dress down.

Hoseok certainly wasn’t making it easy for you tonight.

You looked at him with uncertainty but when he raised his eyebrows at you, you knew he wasn’t messing around.

You took a quick look around you, making sure no one was paying attention to your conversation and, thankfully, most of the people around you were too engrossed in their own conversations to pay attention to yours.

You slowed moved your hands up your thighs, entwining your fingers in the lace of your underwear and pushed it down over your heels before crumpling it in your hand, worried that someone might catch sight of what you were doing.

“Now,” He stretched out his hand gleefully, “Give it to me.”

You slowly handed it to him, shoving the cloth in palm and he smiled at your submission, happy that for once, you did as he asked without questioning him. He placed it in the pocket of his blazer, finishing the rest of his meal in a hurry and asked the waiter to bring the bill.

Maybe you shouldn’t have listened to him after all.

You stepped into the elevator, cheeks flushing red, partially due to the wine you drank but mostly due to the cold air that hit your sensitive folds, reminding you of just how bare you were underneath that dress.

Hoseok accidentally dropped his phone, bending down to pick it up as you remained lost in your thoughts, your mind focused only on getting home as soon as you possibly could, to get Hoseok to soothe the ache that he caused.

But your voice hitched in your throat when you felt the warmth of his palm on your ankles, steadily rising up your calf and then to your thighs, making you shudder and bite your lip as you tried desperately to hold back your gasp.

“Daddy’s gonna have so much fun with you tonight, princess,” He whispered in your ear, his heated breath making it that much harder for you to control yourself.

His fingers grazed your slit, which to his pleasant surprise, was already dripping wet with anticipation. You cursed yourself for making it so easy for him but neither could you resist his actions. He knew you all too well for your own good.  

He slowly pushed one of his fingers inside, your tight walls welcoming the pleasant stretch, and you dug your nails into the palm of your hand, your breathing getting heavier each passing second as you tried to calm yourself.

Fuck, why was this restaurant on one of the highest buildings in the city?

Your eyes stared hard at the elevator doors, praying for it open soon so that you could leave and go home, where you could finish this business in peace and away from preying eyes.

Hoseok sensed your anticipation and you could practically feel his smirk as he moved his plump lips to your neck, sucking harshly at the smooth skin underneath.

“How does that feel, hm?” He asked slyly, curling his fingers just right to hit that spot that made you see stars behind closed eyelids. 

“Good… Sir.” You barely got yourself to speak, your body drowning in the pleasure he gave and making your mind go blank, rendering it incapable of thinking about anything other than him. 

Thank heavens, there was no one else in that elevator with you.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” He bit your skin and you closed your eyes shut, letting out a small whimper that only seemed to add to his enjoyment, “You have no idea how hot you look right now. God, I just want to push you against the wall and fuck you so damn hard…”

He added another finger, your back hitting his chest as you leaned backwards and his other hand wrapped around your waist, keeping you in place as he increased the pace of his fingers.

“H-Hobi, fuck, I-I’m close.” You whined, regretting your words almost instantly as Hoseok pulled his fingers out of you.

“Ah, sweetheart,” He licked his fingers clean, making you whine in frustration, “we’re gonna need to work on your manners, won’t we?”

Your attention drifted back to your surroundings when you heard the sound of the elevator doors opening, finally allowing you to leave. Yet you couldn’t help wanting to remain in its confines until you got what you wanted from Hoseok.

He looked at you warningly before wrapping your arm around his as he led you outside and then into his car.

“Now,” He turned to you as the driver rolled up the partition, eyeing you with hunger as he licked his lips, “Take the rest of it off.”  

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Genre: angst, slight fluff

Pairing: Reader x Min Yoongi

Word Count: 2,487 words

Summary: *REQUESTED* After an argument, you break up with your boyfriend. You get drunk to cope with your feelings and to attempt to forget everything.


The room was filled with screams and shouts. You screamed for him not to touch you, for him to leave you alone. He clung onto your sleeve nonetheless, asking you why. He said that he loved you and that things would get better with time.

But you didn’t have time to continue wasting with him. If he didn’t have the time to be with you, then why should you stay together? What was the point of it?

“Why are you doing this?” he asked, his eyes red and on the brink of tears.

“I can’t do this anymore,” you said. “I don’t want to.”

He grabbed onto your hands. “I’m doing this for us, Y/N. Everything I’ve been doing is all for you!”

“How long do I have to wait for you, Yoongi?”

“Y/N, please…give me a chance to make all of this better…”

“If I wait, how will things get better?” you asked, looking into his eyes. “You can’t answer that can you?” You took your hands from his grasp. “It’s better to end things now.”

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Living With You

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tags: @beaxnalu

rating: t+ for sexual joking, swear words, and mild smut later on

trigger warnings: past abuse, drinking, swearing

pairings: nalu, slight gajevy this chapter, possible mentions of gruvia later on

characters: natsu, lucy, gajeel, levy, gray

summary: Finding herself thrown out and drunk after a party wasn’t the way Lucy expected her night to go. After blacking out and waking up in a room with three men, she has a decision to make: will she stay or will she go? Loosely based on New Girl. Roommates!AU

“I have a question for you, Luce,” Natsu said, kicking a rock out of his way and looking her way, but not directly into her eyes. “How was your childhood?”

“Getting into the deep questions, are we?” Lucy teased, but she bit her lip. Her anxiety was starting to rise, and it was even making her nervous that she was nervous.

After cursing herself for becoming too nervous around the man that saved her life, she ran a hand through her hair and tore some grass out of a nearby patch to use for stimulation. During conversations like this or anything stressing, she would usually resort to pulling on her hair or chewing on her lip until it bled. But this was not socially acceptable in most groups, so she weaned herself off of it. The urge still arising, she began to rip the green blades into smaller pieces.

“I grew up in a wealthy family of a mother who cared too much and a father who cared too little,” Lucy began, and she picked up some more grass before speaking again. Natsu smiled, trying to aid the woman, but the gesture did little to help.

Lucy took a deep breath and continued. “My mother always sang to me in the mornings and read to me in the evenings. She scratched my back during anxiety attacks, and my father would look on and sneer at me. But when his wife died, he became even harsher.”

She said nothing more, her eyes now peering down at the pavement they walked on. Natsu didn’t even know what to say to comfort her.

“I’m sorry, Luce,” he mumbled softly, and she smiled back. The smile shocked Natsu a bit–wasn’t this girl just about to have an anxiety attack?

Maybe Lucy was stronger than she appeared 

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We Don't Talk Anymore (Part 9)

Originally posted by parkchny

Genre: Angst, Slight Fluff 

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader x Baekhyun

 Word Count: 2, 685

Inspired By: “We Don’t Talk Anymore” by Charlie Puth ft. Selena Gomez

Summary: After having known each other for two months, Baekhyun decides he has something to ask me.


I looked around, tapping my fingers on the surface of the table. The all too familiar smell of coffee invading my nose. Through the large front windows of the shop I got a nice view of the sun going off to sleep for the day. Most of the buildings blocked the bright star causing it’s rays to scatter everywhere.

Where is he? He’s late.’

Baekhyun had called me telling me to meet him at the coffee shop where we had first met. As I drove here my mind roamed trying to guess why he would want to meet up. Was he okay? Did something happen?

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What happened last night? Jungkook x reader fanfiction

eGenre: Fluff and slight smut

Pairing: Jungkook X reader

You wake up finding yourself In your friend and idol Jungkooks bed with neither of you having any recolection of what happened and how you ended up here, But the other members seem to remember and it doesn’t seem that good…

I know this gif doesn’t fit but just look at it, It explains itself

Originally posted by cleolux

Your eyes shoot open, Staring at the white ceiling, The morning sun shining slightly through the closed blinds.

“Where am I” You think not recognizing the lamp hanging right above you. A mans hand wraps around your waist and you hear someone breathing besides you, You slowly turn your head. “Jungkook!” You yell out, startled you fall of the small bed flopping onto the floor, You quickly jump up and look down at the confused jungkook with his eyes barely opened sitting up with a blanket wrapped around his whole body only leaving his face exposed.”Y/N?” He says his voice raspy and low. He puts down the blanket revealing his shirtless figure, You can’t help but stare at his perfectly sculpted abs. He rubs his eyes and opens them fully. “Y/N?!” He shrieks and quickly covers his body with the blanket. “What are you doing here?!” He says panicked and clearly shocked. “I don’t know, You tell me!”. “What the hell?” 

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Alone Again. | {Do Kyungsoo x Reader}

Genre: (this chapter) Angst. Very slight fluff. 

Pairing: Do Kyungsoo x reader

Word Count: A little more than 1000 words. 

Originally posted by overdyosed

Everything disappeared into a white flash for a second. You felt your fingers numb from the shock, the heavy book dropping off your lap as your breath stuck in your throat. Your mind was working at light speed, but everything was blank as the loud thud of the eons old photo album crashed onto the wooden floor.

Almost immediately, you heard footsteps running up the stairs, all the way into the attic. The door was pushed open with enough force to hit the wall behind it, sending the dust that had accumulated in the room flying. The blindingly white sunlight flooded into the room like an explosion, instantly lending life into the room of old trinkets and forgotten memories.  

Babe? What’re you doing here?” You heard Kyungsoo whisper. Slowly, you turned around to face him, streams of tears rolling down your cheeks. He felt his heart break at the sight of your glassy eyes, your trembling fingers and shaking legs as you slowly stood up from your position on the floor.

Y/N?!” He exclaimed running towards you just in time to catch you as you felt your legs give out from beneath you. His arms held you steady as you sobbed into his shoulder. Carefully, he rocked you from side to side, resting his chin on top of your head as he rubbed your back comfortingly.

Is everything alright?” He whispered, he hadn’t seen the book yet. Your head was in pain, the sort of pain that comes and goes in waves, each crest hitting your body with enough force to push against your heart. Nothing was alright.

“Yeah,” You breathed out carefully, “I’m okay” you answered, your voice cracking from the stress of crying. If Kyungsoo knew what you saw- no. You didn’t want him to worry about it.

Kyungsoo pulled away from you to look down at you. You weren’t sure you had ever seen his eyes look so intense before, but there was still a familiarity to his stare. It was almost as though he was searching your soul.

“Are you sure?” He asked, almost as if he was daring you to lie.

Mustering up your courage, you met his gaze with the same intensity, “Yes I am. Let’s go downstairs now.”

His expression changed immediately, eyebrows coming together and lips pursing. Something was different, he knew something was up. You could only thank your stars when he dropped the topic. This was something you wanted to figure out on your own.

“Can you walk?” He asked, letting you grab onto his arm as you tried to take a step forward, failing miserably as you almost fell face front onto the wooden floor. Once you were standing steadily, he kneeled in front of you, giving you his back.

“Get on.” You knew from his tone not to question him, as you carefully lowered yourself onto his back, grabbing his neck and wrapping your legs around his waist so he could carry you downstairs.

Carefully maneuvering the multifloored staircase in his huge mansion, he carried you down to your shared bedroom, laying you down on the bed, arranging the pillows around you and tucking you in. He placed a chaste kiss to your lips before getting up.

“I’m going to go make you some soup okay?”

He was leaving as you grabbed the sleeve of his carefully ironed shirt, it was only a feeble grasp, your fingers were still shaking, but it was enough to get his attention.

Please don’t leave me.” You whispered, feeling the heavy weight of nostalgia on your heart. Had this happened before? “I don’t want to be alone”

Before your eyes, Kyungsoo’s expression turned stony, unlike you had ever seen it before. His eyes, however, seemed to flash from their regular brown color to a stormy grey. For a minute, you were sure you had witnessed the destruction of civilizations, the loss of hundreds of loved ones, the pain of being alone for thousands of years, all in his eyes. Then they went back to normal.

Not looking away from you, he took hold of your hand in both of his as he kneeled by your bedside. He was trying desperately to not cry in front of you, it was obvious. You used your other hand to gingerly brush his soft hair out of his eyes before letting it rest over both of his.

“Y/N,” He paused to breath, and with the perfection of somebody who’d repeated a speech hundreds of times, he began, “I’m not leaving you okay. I could never leave you alone, because then I would be alone too. Without you, that’s all I am, alone.”

He smiled comfortingly, for a minute, you forgot everything that you’d seen in the past two hours. For a minute, it was only the two of you. Then everything collapsed around you. The room disappeared into a blinding white flash again, almost as if someone had turned the exposure in your life to the maximum. Your eyes were burning, and the pounding pain in your head was back with a vengeance.

“Y/N, you should know-” Kyungsoo stopped, his grip on your hand tightened as your hand went limp. There were pins and needles in your legs, before the pain disappeared. In a moment, everything was gone, leaving only darkness. Had you closed your eyes? You couldn’t remember.

“I love you.” You murmured, hoping it was loud enough for Kyungsoo to hear.

In that moment, it was like your life had shifted gear, everything flew into fast forward, or was time going backwards? You reviewed all your moments with your boyfriend, right up until you first met him, but it didn’t stop there. It kept going backwards, faster and faster until everything was a blur. But you weren’t watching your own life anymore. There was black and white TV, and then there were soldiers clad in their military visage. “I love you too” A familiar voice echoed, again and again in your ears, but sounding more like surround sound than headphones.

After that, there was a grubby sailor, and then you were alone in a ballroom. “I love you too.” The voice was still repeating its words, you couldn’t place your finger on the voice. It sounded familiar, but so different. Like a familiar voice over a long distance call.

It still hadn’t stopped, but you could feel your mind coming apart, everything was falling away right before your eyes. Time kept going backwards, but everything was a blur. Where were you now?

Suddenly, as suddenly as everything had started, it stopped. You were in a huge, grassy plain, the wind whipping your hair all over the place. You grasped for a memory. Anything at all, but where your memories should have been, there was only an empty space. Like digging into a fat wallet and finding it empty, you had no idea what to do now.

“I love you too,” A voice echoed on final time. Then you were alone.

-Admin Coral

Hey guys, this is just a quick thing I threw together because I don’t feel like studying for my maths exam lol. It was inspired by this post (I’ll place the screenshot here) and credit for the idea goes to the original author.

BTW: I might make this a series, since it’s not exactly a standalone chapter, but I haven’t particularly planned anything so IDK.

We Don’t Talk Anymore (Part 11)

Yass! I have been looking forward to this part for so long because Chanyeol is finally back from his long absence! XD ~Enjoy!~

Genre: Angst, Slight Fluff

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader x Baekhyun

Word Count: 1,823

Inspired By: “We Don’t Talk Anymore” by Charlie Puth ft. Selena Gomez

Summary: Just as I had finally moved on from him he forced himself back into my life.


Chanyeol’s POV

To sum up the past months in a few words, Chanyeol was a complete and utter wreck. A piece of him had died that day. He had called in sick to work, his stuffy nose from crying too much playing in as an advantage to convincing his boss he was too sick.

He spent the rest of the day, buried under the covers just wondering what he could’ve done to have kept her there.

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An Angel’s Preening (Prompt Request)

The LOVELY @mylittlesupertimewolf : 42. What’s going on? 53. Do you trust me 116. Wait a second are you jealous? Hi can I request a fic with Gabe and Cas where reader has a greater connection with angels and can see their wings. Gabe finds out and uses it to get a wing preening session. Castiel poofs in on them and hence prompt 42. He admits he’s never had his wings preened before. You can go where you like using the other prompts and I don’t mind how the angels react to having their wings touched. Keep up the good work!

Okay so I got SOOOO carried away with this one. I got SO carried away that I had to give it a title! This prompt request was SO FUN TO DO. I’m still doing ships in my inbox (just tell me a little about yourself) and I’m still doing prompts from this list

Characters: Gabriel, Cas, Y/N (reader) -no pairings-

Warnings: slight wing kink, fluff

Word count: 859

Ever since you were born, you had a special connection with the angels of heaven.  You could tell which humans were actually angels because you could see their wings.  All angels knew who you were.  

You slid the sweater over your head, pulling it down your front.  You turned around, slightly startled by Gabriel’s sudden presence.  Nevertheless, you smiled warmly at the archangel, “what’s up Gabe?”  His golden wings barely fit in your room, but he managed.

“So you know how you can see our wings,” Gabriel started.  You nodded watching him slowly walk up to you.  “I need you to preen my wings for me.  It would help them shine more.  You know how much I love a good entrance [Y/N],” Gabriel smirked.

You rolled up the sleeves of your sweater, rolling your eyes.  “You know how large your wings are right?  It’s going to take at least an hour,” you huffed, putting your hands on your hips.

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Breaking the One Damn Rule: Part 1

Sure, you’re 100% down with having Pietro Maximoff’s baby—you couldn’t imagine anyone else fathering your children. But neither of you planned for this, you’re not even supposed to be together according to S.H.I.E.L.D.. Finding out while Pietro was away on a mission was bad enough and now telling him during an attack, with your future family in danger, was not what you had in mind; and this is exactly why they forbid Pietro from having serious relationships in the first place. Whoops.  

Warning: Pregnant!Reader, Sexual situations/references (sorta), language, slight angst?

Pairing: Pietro x Reader

Words: 1, 853

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