Stay Professional! Pt. 13

NSFW! Work AU! Fluff, Angst and long awaited smut: Jungkook x Reader

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Summary: You can’t help but once again fall for and swoon over the ridiculously charming: Jeon Jungkook, the future CEO of one of the largest companies in South Korea. You knew that rushing your relationship with him was logically and morally wrong but- would your infatuated and thirsty state override all commonsense? 

A/N: This is my first time writing explicit smut! Can I please emphasise that. But I hope you enjoy regardless, just be weary before you read– your thirst for Jeon Jungkook might become light threatening after this. 

After the ‘first date’, Jungkook had offered to take you to work every morning. Really, it was just an excuse to see you right before he went to work and accumulated stress but all of that would disappear the next morning- when he laid his eyes upon the ‘beauty’ he claimed you to be.

You didn’t plan on accepting Jungkook so quickly, but you found that you made the right decision. You were much happier than before but you were pretty much infatuated with him. It felt wrong and it wasn’t ideal to be head over heels for someone that you had just fixed together your trust for… but you simply couldn’t help it. He was beyond gorgeous and he was unexpectedly cheesy to a point where rolling your eyes had become a habit around him. 

There came many more dates soon after the first and things progressed healthily. He’d sometimes surprise you after work by picking you up and taking you out to dinner. He’d suggest all these fine dining places but you’d always end up rejecting them because you felt as though you didn’t own clothes fit enough for such extravagant restaurants. 

Jungkook always made sure to remind you that he was always thinking about you. It was rather… childish and clingy… but too sweet to a point complaining was way out of question. He often sent you texts midday asking how your day is so far, or what you ate for lunch or what you had planned after work. 

Your relationship with him was completely innocent. Jungkook always drove you home no matter what time it was and didn’t leave until he saw you enter your apartment. After dinner dates and long conversations, he’d walk you up the stairs to say goodbye with evident hesitation on his features. That was the part he always struggled with. He couldn’t afford to kiss you because he was too afraid he’d lose himself in your sweet taste and aroma. 

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Is That What You Think?

A/N: I know I haven’t written in a while. I wanted to give myself a chance to get back into the routine of school, also I’ve had some pretty bad writers block. Anyway, I’ve had my nose in books all week, going through at least four books in five days. This is an idea that was sparked so let’s see how this goes. 

I hated this night already. 

For starters I was in this super tight black dress that, in my opinion, made me look fat. It was so tight that I couldn’t breathe. 

I was just feeling really insecure at the moment. 

I’d rather stay home in my sweats and a tank top and read one of the new young love novels I bought earlier in the week. 

But Shawn had asked and practically begged I join him at this party for his new single. I only agreed to shut him up. At the time, it sounded fun, not so much anymore. 

Let’s just say I’m not in the best head space. He doesn’t know it but while he was in the shower I couldn’t help but look through some of the comments on a few posts that he made about us. 

It wasn’t good, and I was starting to believe his fans a bit. 

But I put on a fake smile and slipped on on my nude pumps before walking out the door. 

The thing that was making my thoughts worse, was the fact that Shawn hasn’t said like almost anything to me all night, and he isn’t holding my hand like he usually does when he ride in the car. 

I wasn’t sure what to do, so I just stared out the window, trying not to look out of it. But in all honesty I just wanted to go back home, and have some ice cream. 

“We’re here guys.” Andrew says looking up from his phone. “Are you guys okay?” He says noticing my gaze. Shawn looks over at me confused and I tried to hide my look but I didn’t get to it in time. 

He caught my look.

“Can you give us a second?” He looked over at Andrew then back at me. 

“Sure thing.” He smiled. I watched as Andrew got out and I sighed waiting for Shawn to speak up. 

“Baby are you okay?” He asked concerned.

“Yeah, why?” Lies. 

“You look off, you didn’t speak the whole ride. Is there something going on?” 

“Nothing important.” I nod. I can feel my throat get tight, I wanted to cry honestly. But I swallowed and nodded again making that feeling go away.

“Okay.” He said opening the door. He got out and offered me his hand, I took it and prayed he wouldn’t notice my shaking hand. I got out and looked up at me and he looked more worried than before. I placed a tight smile on my face and walked towards the entrance

Shawn was pulled away to take pictures and I stood off to the side waiting on him to return. I was trying to control my thoughts and my breathing but that all shattered when I looked over to see her all over him. I looked down and the feeling of tears stung my eyes again. 

I needed a drink to get through this night. 

On my way to the bar I ran into Matt. 

“Hey Y/n” He smiled at me. 

“Hey Matt.” It was forced.

“You okay?” He asks looking over my shoulder and spotting Shawn. “Ooo, yikes. How are you doing?” He asked with a sad look on his face. 

“Is it normal to be this jealous?” I asked feeling my self worth change to anger. 

“Yeah, I mean if I had a girl and someone was all over her like that, I wouldn’t let go of her all night.” He mumbled.

That made me feel a lot better, not! How was I supposed to sit her and watch her practically making out with him in front of all the tabloids and interviewers. I stifled another set of tears and cleared my throat. 

“I’m going to the bathroom.” I said abruptly.

“Y/n” Matt calls, I turn to look at him. “He loves you.” He nods. I frown and meet his gaze.

“You sure?” I ask looking back at Shawn. The smile on his face says it all. He enjoys it. He enjoys her. I don’t even bother looking back at Matt. I head straight for the bathroom and huff once I make it there. 

I stare at myself in the mirror and let the tears fall. I can’t hold it together anymore. Who am I? Two years ago I would punch myself in the face if I were standing in a bathroom crying over some guy.

The difference here is it’s not some guy.

It’s Shawn. 

My guy, but with another girl.

My guy, but with millions of fans that think I’m not good enough for him. Not pretty enough for him. Not skinny enough for him. Not enough for him. 

I let those words replay over and over. It finally sinks in.

Are they right?

A girl walks in and stops when she sees me.

“Hey, you’re Shawns girl right?” She asks smiling. I wipe my tears and clear my throat.

“Um yeah.” I stutter, is that even a truthful answer.

“Awe honey whats wrong?” She asks concerned.

“Um nothing, sorry.” I say wiping my face.

“Don’t be sorry. I’ll give you some privacy.” She says walking out. I silently thank her and can’t help but let my tears fall. 

But then the unexpected happens. 

Someone bursts threw the door. 


“Y/n?” He asks desperately meeting my gaze. “Baby? What happened? Are you okay? Why are you crying?” 

“I’m okay.” I say wiping my tears and taking a look in the mirror. 

I look awful, red swollen eyes, flushed face. 

“Honey? What’s wrong?”

“Am I enough?” I blurt out looking at him. His face contorts to confusion. 

“What?” He asks. I sigh. 

“Am I enough?” I ask again.

“Enough for what?”

“You?” I drop my gaze. He stops and freezes next to me. 

“What?” He says softly. 

“Stop playing dumb Shawn, answer the damn question.” I snap. 

“Where is this coming from?”

“You stopped holding my hand, and sneaking peeks in the morning. I started reading comments. I’m insecure. I think that I am not pretty enough for you, or skinny enough. I have an ugly smile and thick thighs. You deserve her, out there. That’s who you should be with, someone that can look good attached to your arm, and make you the perfect it couple. You deserve someone that’s not me.” I say as more tears fall. 

He takes a step forwards pulling me into his embrace. 

“Is that what you think?” He asks hurt. I just nod. “Baby that is so not true. Are you kidding? You are the most beautiful gorgeous women in the world. You have the most amazing smile, I do whatever I can to make you smile. Your body is amazing, it’s a wonderland.” He smirks earning a small smile from me. “You are the person I want attached to my arm, you make me look like I won the fucking lottery. You are so amazing and beautiful and pretty and hot.” He smiles at me. 

“Shawn.” I sigh. 

“Stop, I hate that you think that way. I wish you could see yourself the way I see you. But since you can’t, then I guess I’ll just have to say it more often. And I don’t know what you’re talking about. I snuck a peek at you this morning while you were getting ready. You were dancing around to Puth. You were singing Suffer. You were only wearing my shirt and it was hanging off your right shoulder, teasing me. And I held your hand when we got here, although I much rather would have held your ass.” He smirked, his eyes becoming dark. 

I blushed and smiled.

“So as much as you read comments because I know you do, and as much as you hate to believe that I am right. I love you with all my heart, and that pathetic girl out there, hugging on my to get attention from the world is not you. I don’t want her. I want someone who makes me laugh at three in the morning. I want someone who wakes up in the middle of the night to get a snack. I want someone who will pretend to watch Harry Potter. I want someone who dances around my bathroom in my shirt singing Puth with her hair in a messy bun. I want to wake up to your beautiful eyes every morning. I want you, Y/n. I want you.” He says serious this time. 

“I want you too.” I smile at him.

“I also want to never again have Matt tell me, ‘Hey Y/n went to the bathroom upset.’ and then some lady I’ve never seen before walk up to me and go, ‘Hey there, your girl is in the bathroom crying.’” He said, a frown appearing on his face. “I don’t want you to ever feel so bad that you have to hide in a bathroom a cry, without me. Tell me next time baby, we wouldn’t even have come if you just would have told me what was going on.” 

“I’m sorry, I thought I could toughen through. But watching you and her.” I was starting to get worked up again.

“Hey hey hey.” He grabbed my hand. “That’s a wrong way to say I love you.” He smiles. 

“I love you too.” I smile back at him.  


SPN FanFic

~It’s hard to live apart while he’s at work, but this is the life you both signed up for~

Jensen x Reader

1,612 Words (including lyrics)

Warnings: Bit o’angst. Touch of smut. Romantically sad? 

A/N: Based on the song “Faithfully” by Journey. Hope you enjoy. Thanks to @taste-of-dean for the read over. 

Highway run

Into the midnight sun.

Wheels go ‘round and ‘round

You’re on my mind.

Another season. Months away from home, going weeks at a time without your touch. It was hard, but it was the life you’d both chosen.

Another con. Another weekend where he could be home with you, but you insisted he go. The fans kept him going, kept him coming back for more, but he longed to see you.

The phone calls weren’t enough. The texts, the quick little messages helped him get through the day, but at night, he would reach across the vacant bed, fingers closing around the empty place where you should be. On the darkest nights, those nights when it seemed too hard to be gone, he would call you, laying the phone on his pillow just to listen to your voice as he fell asleep. You’d tell him of your day, silly things the kids had done, anything really. He wanted to know everything he was missing, needed to know you were alright. It broke your heart to hear the sadness in his voice as he whispered to you, promising everything was OK, that he’d be home soon. The miles between you stung like so many needles in your heart, but you stayed strong, keeping up a smile so he wouldn’t hear how much you were hurting too. You soothed him with your voice since your arms couldn’t reach that far.

“I love you Y/N/N,” he’d sigh as his eyes finally drifted closed.

“Love you more.”

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anonymous asked:

How would the chocobros react if you fell asleep in the regalia on long trips and like subconsciously just kinda snuggled closer to them? I just love the chocobros and I need some FLUFF in my life!

The noise I made should not have came from a human. (ノ^ヮ^)ノ*:・゚✧  FLUFF YEAH!

(I at first read as ‘me’ specifically and was like. They’re just ‘Put her on the back like luggage’ than I read ‘What if I fell?’ and I was like I would die!)



Noctis flinched, he had just rested his eyes, when he suddenly felt a pressure against his right shoulder, and something wrap around his arm. Blue eyes opened, as he turned away from the window to see the top of your head, one of your arms snaked around his own.

The young man shifted slightly,only to have you mutter softly, nuzzling your head into his shoulder, your hold on him relaxing softly after a quick flinch. He held his breath hoping not to wake you, yet when you didn’t move any further than the nuzzle to his shoulder, the Prince realized that you were still very much asleep.

Moving off the door, Noctis, adjusted, all the while, linking his hand within your own, as he rested his cheek against the top of your head. As he drifted back to sleep, he couldn’t help but smile, your shampoo smelled amazing, or maybe it was you.  Either way it brought the man comfort.



Prompto immediately flustered, his mind bouncing around, ‘What do! What do!’ He didn’t expect this, why did he agree to trade seats with Noct? Right, Noct’s knee was acting up, so he needed the extra room to stretch out.

Yet now he was currently in the backseat, a panicked blush over his freckles, as you laid against him. Your head resting against his shoulder, your hand resting against his thigh, gripping onto the denim cheetah, leopard, ugh he couldn’t even remember what type of cat print he had on his pants.

He went to adjust, only for you to moan softly, before shifting again, pulling yourself even further into the man. It took everything in Prompto to not flail in panic, his back straighten, he couldn’t disturb you, his hands placed in his lap, as he stared at the back of Ignis’ head. He would not disturb your sleep!

“Prompto are you okay?” You called, upon your next rest stop break, the poor guy was holding his back, and limping.

“Yeah, no prob, my arm and leg’s just asleep.”  Prompto replied, only to squeak as you moved over, wrapping your arm around his waist.

“Lean on me, somehow I figure this is my fault.”



Gladiolus was so engrossed in his book that he almost didn’t even notice the weight against his left bicep, until you shifted and your hair tickled his arm. Looking over he notice, your eyes fluttering to stay awake, only to watch you lose the fight.

Nudging your shoulder slightly, Gladiolus watched you immediately sit up, he didn’t mean to push you away. Placing his book down, the man reached his arm around your shoulder, watching as your sleepy mind lead you into his side. Believing you to get a knot in your neck from the strange position, Gladiolus moved his hand lower,wrapping it underneath you, before pulling you into his lap.

You let out an embarrassing squeak, before turning your head up to the man, only to feel a hand on your back, rubbing soft circles.

“Go back to sleep.”

You were surprised the man was as comfy as he was, and the warmth from his chest and beating of his heart was surprisingly very calming. Closing your eyes you immediately dozed off.



Ignis sighed heavily, you all had been stuck in the car for the last 15 minutes due to the torrential downpour, if anything he knew that you would all end up more than likely staying here for another hour if not more.

“Yeah, I dont think we’re goin anywhere for a while Noct.” Prompto stated, pointing toward his phone, showing the large rain storm.

Ignis leaned against the back window of the Regalia, he and Noctis couldn’t even switch out, he knew that he could handle this weather, but the split second it took for them to shift would result in both of them being drenched.

“Than it may be best if we all rest.” Ignis stated, as he removed his glasses, he was already getting a headache due to not drinking his 2nd cup of Ebony, only to turn as your head dropped against his shoulder.

Turning those sage eyes over to you, Ignis had noticed that you had been dozing all morning, having not gotten a lot of sleep the night before. Only for you to pass out the moment you all were trapped in the car, now it seemed your body was trying to get comfortable between the two tall men in the back seat.

Moving his glasses to his left hand, the man wrapped his right arm around your shoulders, allowing you to rest against his side. A small smile appearing on his face, as you shuffled closer, your fingers wrapping around the bottom of his suit jacket.

Between The Sheets

Here is part two in the “Our Girl” series.   

Read “Movie Night”

Pairing: Dean x Reader x Sam (polyamorous)
Words:  1028

Warning: Smut, threesome, (no wincest, but it’s oh so hinted and I didn’t mean to…because I can’t…but it’s there…oh gosh…), anal, vaginal, double penetration

A/N: This is an open series. You can request things for it at any time. It’ll probably be open for a while, so request away!
A/N: If you want tagged in anything, just let me know. :)

        You could feel both of them surrounding you. Sam kissing across your shoulders; Dean kissing across your collarbone. Hands splayed across your stomach and back. You didn’t know where one of them ended and the other began.

           You sighed happily, letting your eyes flutter open. You looked down slightly to see Dean smirking at you, “Good morning, Sweetheart.”

           “What a way to wake up,” you smiled.

           Sam sucked a spot on the back of your neck just right, making you moan softly, “Thought you’d enjoy this.”

           You were putty in their hands and they knew it, “I’m a lucky girl,” you smiled, feeling them run their hands down your body.

           “Glad you think so,” Dean kissed your lips.

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anonymous asked:

Hi! Can you do RFA reacting to MC on her period/trying to hide her period from them? Thank youuu!

Oh my gosh periods are the absolute worst. This one was still a lot of fun to write so thank you for requesting it! I hope that you like it!! :3 


  • You and Yoosung both finally had a day off together and deiced to sleep in
  • You woke up before Yoosung and felt his arms wrapped around you and you snuggled into his chest
  • But you felt something wet down by your legs and carefully moved the blanket away to see that your period had started and bled through your sleep pants onto the bed sheets
  • Completely embarrassed, you shook Yoosung violently telling him to get out of bed
  • “Wah what’s going on MC?” A very confused and sleepy Yoosung asked as you kicked him out of the bed
  • You didn’t respond, only blushing bright red as you carefully moved the blankets so he couldn’t see the mess
  • But Yoosung caught a glimpse of bright red blood on the sheets and his eyes went wide
  • “MC are you okay?! Did you hurt yourself?! Should I call a doctor?!” Yoosung asked as he started panicking
  • You sighed saying “I’m okay Yoosung, my period just started. Sorry about the sheets, I’ll clean them up right away.”
  • As you tried walking away, Yoosung grabbed your arm and hugged you, rubbing your lower stomach
  • His mother and sister made him learn about how much period cramps could hurt and how women could become very emotional
  • So to your surprise, Yoosung knew exactly what to do and treated you like a princess
  • Yoosung threw the dirty sheet into the washer and quickly put a new one on so that you could lay down
  • He told you that he had to make a quick stop at the store and when he came back, he had pads and tampons, heating pads, your favorite snack foods, and a new movie for the two of you to watch
  • Yoosung took such good care of you that there was hardly any pain and lots of comfort, making you not worry about period pains ever again


  • The two of you decided to go on a date night to see a movie that Zen made a cameo in
  • You two were able to snag the last two tickets, much to Zen’s delight
  • Just as the two of you were about to enter the theater, you felt something off
  • You told Zen that you had to use the bathroom quickly and when you got there, you found out that your period had started
  • The emotions were already getting to you as you felt yourself start to tear up
  • You left the bathroom trying to think of an excuse for only you to head home so Zen could enjoy the movie
  • As soon as Zen saw you, he noticed something was off and asked “What’s wrong babe?”
  • You burst out in tears and whispered to him that your period has started
  • Zen immediately goes into protective boyfriend mode and walks behind you so no one can see any blood coming through as he leads you to the car
  • The entire ride home you were crying and told Zen between sobs “I-I’m so sorry that I ruined our date night.”
  • He honestly couldn’t believe that you could become so emotional just because of your period but he shushed you saying “It’s no problem at all MC. You can’t control it and we can have our own fun date night together at home.”
  • Zen carried you inside bridal style and helped you clean up then laid you on the bed as he got you some pain medication
  • You were completely exhausted and Zen completely understood so the two of you ended up cuddling for the rest of the night until the two of you fell asleep
  • When you woke up the next morning, you found Zen in the kitchen making breakfast a a bouquet of your favorite flowers on the table along with some heating pads
  • Zen really was the best boyfriend ever


  • The two of you went to a fancy restaurant to celebrate your anniversary 
  • It was the first time either of you were able to go to such a high-end place so it was an even more special night
  • You and Jaehee were killing it in your brand new dresses and you both looked like goddesses
  • But when the two of you were seated at your table, you felt what you only assumed was your period start
  • Panic built up inside of you, it was such a special night and you didn’t want your period to ruin it for Jaehee
  • So you sucked it up and decided to pretend like nothing was wrong
  • But you and Jaehee were together for a reason because she knew within a couple of minutes that something was up
  • You were getting increasing hot to the point of sweat dripping down from your forehead and the cramps started to come
  • When Jaehee saw you wince in pain and hold your stomach, she knew that your period started
  • So Jaehee helped you up and lead you back to the car while you apologized profusely
  • When you two got home, you nervously asked her “Was I really that obvious Jaehee?” as you got out of your dress and into more comfort clothing
  • Jaehee giggled and made you lay down as she got you a heating pad and said “Sort of. But what you had were pretty similar to my own period symptoms so I knew. And don’t worry about tonight, I’m always happy as long as I’m with you MC.”
  • You smiled gratefully at your amazing girlfriend The two of you spent the rest of the night cuddling and watching Zen’s musicals on DVD
  • You both ended up falling asleep in each other’s arms, with you feeling a lot less pain thanks to Jaehee
  • You were so grateful that you had someone else who understood the struggle of having your period and you made a mental note to take extra good care of Jaehee when hers started


  • You had convinced Jumin to go out on a simply yet fun ‘commoners’ date with you
  • The two of you went to a local park and packed a picnic and the day had been going well, you and Jumin talked about your future together, stared at the clouds, and even made him laugh at a couple of your jokes
  • Jumin seemed to be having such a good time that you felt like nothing could possible ruin your mood
  • But Mother Nature had different plans
  • You were laughing at one of Jumin’s attempts to make a joke when you felt your period start
  • To make matters worse, you were wearing a light colored dress making the blood stand out on the back of your dress Jumin noticed you looking uncomfortable and asked what was wrong
  • “My um period started Jumin.” You said awkwardly to Jumin You attempted to stand up but you could already feel the cramps coming on
  • Jumin noticed the back of your dress was staining with blood so he quickly wrapped his jacket around your waist to hide it and walked you over to Driver Kim
  • He had never dealt with women on their period before but all Jumin knew was that you looked like you were in pain and he needed to stop it
  • So when the two of you got back to the penthouse, Jumin cleaned you up and made you lay down in bed with him calling out to the chef to make your favorite meal
  • He laid down next to you and gently rubbed where your cramps were hurting telling you sweet words of encouragement to try and help you feel better
  • You eventually fell asleep and woke up a couple of hours later to see Jumin curled up next to you sleeping
  • The cramps were almost completely gone so you settled yourself back into Jumin’s arms
  • For a guy who’s never experienced a girl with her period before, Jumin sure knew what he was doing


  • Seven had been working hard the past couple of days making you extremely bored
  • You were laying on the couch, mindlessly playing on your phone when you felt something seep through your pants
  • You groaned as you saw that your period had started
  • Luckily none of the blood had gotten on the couch so you quickly passed Seven’s work room in order to get a new pair of pants
  • You were in the bathroom trying to clean the blood out of your pants when you heard the door open
  • “Aw my poor MC’s period started. Come on I’ll clean those up later, you need to rest now!” Seven said as he dragged you into the bedroom
  • “But how did you know Saeyoung? I’m sorry I know that you’re busy working and it’s so embarrassing.“ You said as Seven tucked the blankets around you
  • He smiled and kissed your forehead saying “I’m the Defender of Justice MC! I know everything! But seriously I keep track of your cycle so I always know when you’re due to start.”
  • Seven got you a heating pad and laid down next to you rubbing your back and whispering how much he loved you
  • You fell asleep to Seven’s loving words and woke up the next morning to find a Seven had made you a messy cake saying ‘I love you’ on it as well as some of your favorite snacks and more heating pads
  • You were honestly so grateful for him and gave him a huge hug when you saw him
  • Seven smiled telling you that you deserved it and how he would take good care of you until your period was over
  • “Hey MC quick question, I never looked it up or anything but a period is when you pee blood right?” Seven asked as you were about to cut into the cake
  • Seven was lucky that you loved him and that you weren’t too emotional at that point to punch him

(A/N): I’m sorry this is so short but I am sorta proud of it even with it’s small length so! 

Request:  ½ Ooh can I request a Charles x reader (technically x Moira but anyway) based on Lying To You by Keaton Henson?? This is complicated but like, the storyline would be that Charles knew Y/N since they were kids and she was really special to him, and they were even closer as teenagers. Y/N was basically the opposite of him (rebellious, daring, v energetic and funny etc) and yeah they had a..unspecified romantic relationship as teenagers(point is they were basically soulmates) but smth happened to  2/2 Y/N when she was like 19 and she died. Now the actual story takes place like after First Class when Charles is dating Moira (ignoring the thing where he erased her memories) and it’s about how he looks back on his memories w Y/N + how he thought he’d get over her when he got together w Moira but he still can’t?? This was soo long I’m sorry but hopefully you get what I mean? xx

Warnings: none

Originally posted by insanityofthemoon

As we lie in bed, I feel lonely
Though we’re young, I feel eighty years old
And your arms around me are keeping me warm
But baby, I’m still feeling cold
Baby, I’m still feeling cold

 "Charles,“ Moira whispers as she peppers kisses all along his bare chest. "Charles my dear, it’s time to wake up,” Charles groans softly, rubbing at his eyes as the sunlight streams through his windows. 

    “Moira?” Charles asks, hoping to keep his disappointed tone out of his question.

    “Who else would it be silly?”

    (Y/N). It should be (Y/N) sleeping beside him. 

    “No one love,” Charles forces a smile as he kisses Moira’s head gently. “I’m just a bit tired is all," 

     "Well, you were up all night in your study," 

   No, he was up all night looking at pictures of (Y/N).

     "Ahh yes, of course, that must be it,” Charles nods, biting his lip to keep his rather negative thoughts at bay. What are you doing? What would (Y/N) think if they saw you lying beside another- 

    “I could make you some coffee if you’d like?” Moira asks softly, pressing another kiss to Charles’ chest. 

    “Yes, coffee sounds splendid,” Charles hums as Moira gets up, wrapping a robe about her naked body. She gives Charles one last smile before sauntering off, the sound of her footsteps echoing through the mansion. 

   Charles sighs, rubbing his hands over his eyes as he attempts to clear the voice out of his head (Y/N)’s voice out of his head. But no matter how hard he willed that sweet, soft voice away it stayed, like a damn fly stuck to some honey. 

   He remembered the first time they met, (Y/N) had been thrown out on the streets after their parents had discovered the could talk to animals, a mutant, just like Him. He of course took them under his wing and from there a friendship had formed. 

    “I’m (Y/N),” they had whispered shyly, hanging their head in shame as they looked down upon their dirty clothes.

    “I’m Charles,” Charles squeaked, his voice still holding it’s childlike quality. “Say, what is such a young child like you doing out in the streets?” To this (Y/N) sniffled, wiping at their dirt stained nose. 

    “Well, I haven’t a place to live,” they had whispered, shuffling their dirty feet into the cobblestone road. Charles hummed, looking (Y/N) over once before deciding to take them home, he always had wanted a play friend. Little did Charles know that that day he would take in the kindest, most beautiful soul on the planet.

    It was years later, (Y/N) was sitting out On the green grass as a bird perched atop their finger, chirping merrily to the content mutant. (Y/N) chirped back, mimicking the birds noise as they did. The two were in a seemingly very deep conversation when Charles meandered up, hands stuffed in his pockets and a smile of amusement overtaking his expression as he does. 

    “What do you talk about with these birds?” Charles asks as he takes a seat beside (Y/N), placing his arms out behind him to steady himself.

   “Many things,” (Y/N) stated softly, twisting their head this way and that to get a good look at their feathered friend. “The weather, the other birds, what it’s like to fly,” 

  “Do you ever talk to other animals?” Charles asks, staring at (Y/N) with curiosity. 

  “I happen to like the squirrels nesting in your trees,” (Y/N) turns to look at Charles with a small smirk. “I suppose I like talking to you as well,” Charles laughs, taking a handful of grass and throwing it at the other mutant. 

   “Oh be quiet you,” He chided, his smile nearly infectious. “I’m far more civilized than any creature you know,” 

   “Is that so?” (Y/N) challenged, their tone holding a bit of a teasing tone to it. 

   “I’m much more civilized than you, look at you, sitting out here in the dirt talking to a rabies infested creature,” (Y/N) laughs, throwing their head back as beautiful little bubble of happiness rise in their throat. Charles wants to laugh as well but his eyes are stuck on (Y/N) and his mouth runs dry, his throat constricting as he does.

    They looked so beautiful, the light hit their hair just right making it shine in the early spring morning, their lips were curved upwards in the most beautiful smile, but what truly enraptured Charles was (Y/N)’s eyes, gleaming with happiness as they talk and laugh with him, or chirp and sing along with the bird. Charles’ stomach drops when he comes to a sudden realization, it had taken many years for him to figure this out, nearly an entire decade but he loved (Y/N), he loved them with every beat of his mutant heart. 

   It was only a few months later, with the two teenage mutants perched happily upon a couch that Charles finally decided to act upon his feelings. 

   “(Y/N)?” Charles asks as she shifts his position, allowing his head to rest against (Y/N)’s thighs more comfortably. “Have you ever been in love?” (Y/N) hums as they reach down, running their gentle fingers through Charles’ hair. 

   “Yes, I suppose I have,” 

   “What does it feel like?”

   “Well, it feels like a lot of different things- it’s like knowing that every morning you’re going to wake up and see that beautiful smiling face and you know that your day is going to be so much brighter, it’s knowing that when you’re sitting out on the lawn that you’re not going to be alone whilst you talk to the fishes, it’s knowing that the love of your life is only sleeping just across the hall and that at any moment in the night you could sneak out and go talk to them but you don’t because you want them to sleep peacefully,” 

   “Well in that case,” Charles smiles as he closes his eyes, allowing (Y/N)’s fingers to glide through his hair. “I do believe I’m in love with you (Y/N),” 

Cause I found her, but now she is gone
Cause I found her, but now she is gone
Cause I found her, but now she is gone
Cause once I found her, but now she is gone

   God- Charles should have tried harder, he shouldn’t have let them run off like that. He shouldn’t have let them leave the mansion, not with all the rising contentions and all the wars and weapons and-

   “Charles,” (Y/N)’s lip quivered as they reached up to touch Charles’ cheek, their bloodstained hand painting his cheek an angry red. “Do not blame yourself for this, please,” 

   “(Y/N),” Charles sobbed, his hand pressed tightly to their stomach as blood oozed from the bullet wound there. “Oh god, this is all my fault, this is all my fault-” 

   “Remember how you asked me what I talk about with the birds?” (Y/N) asks, a completely irrelevant time to be asking said question considering they were dying in Charles’ arms. 

   “Of course (Y/N) but how-” 

   “I used to talk to them about how much I loved you, your smile, your sweet eyes, your amazing voice, I told them about how kind you are, how accepting, I told them that you’re going to change the world some day, they’d just have to wait and see-” 

   “(Y/N), please, you’re only going to waste your breath-” 

   “I want you to look in my head Charles,” (Y/N)’s voice quakes as they speak. “I know you promised me you never would but I want you to, it’s my dying wish,” Charles sobs at their words, the pain to much for him to bear. 

   “(Y/N) please don’t make me-” 

   “Charles, I want you to,” Charles looks at (Y/N), at their watering eyes and small smile, even now they still looked like an angel, even coated in blood and dust and dirt they still looked heavenly. With shaking hands Charles pressed his fingers against (Y/N)’s temple, delving inside their head for the first and last time. 

   There wasn’t much to see or hear, in fact there was only one thing and he couldn’t even see it but rather he could feel it. All he felt was an undying sense of love, a love (Y/N) had felt for him. It was so powerful that it nearly took Charles’ breath away but he clung to that feeling, to those last fleeting feelings of (Y/N), of warmth and security, of love and happiness, of everything he could possibly ever want in life-

   “Charles,” Moira’s gentle voice is what pulls Charles away from his thoughts. His thoughts clear and suddenly he’s no longer clutching a deceased mutant but rather a warm steaming mug of coffee, made by his very own girlfriend. “Are you okay?” A look of concern flashes her features but Charles doesn’t acknowledge it, too focused on the steaming black liquid before him to even spare her a glance. 

  “Yes,” Charles murmurs, even though he knew he was far from okay. “Yes, I’m quite well,” He gives Moira a fleeting smile before sipping away at his drink. “Thank you my love,” 

City Lights  (Peter Parker x young!reader)

Good morning my loves and Happy Saturday! I hope today brings fun memories and good laughs and of course, good fanfiction. I have so many requests at the moment and until I get them all done, I’m going to close requests. If you send one in, I won’t answer till I get the rest of these finished. It’s not that I don’t want to do it (I love getting your guys’ requests actually, they make my days interesting), I just don’t want to make you wait forever. I’ll make a post about when I open for requests again! Check out my other imagines and my just finished series featuring Bucky, “Battered and Bruised”! I love you all so much, and have a wonderful day. xoxo

Request:  Young!avenger x Peter Parker?

Description: Peter takes you on a tour of New York as a date and shows you all his favorite places. At the end of the night, he shows you the best view of the city in the most unconventional way. 

Warnings: None. Just fluff. 


“What do you mean by you’ve never been to New York?” Peter was gaping at you. “You mean to tell me that you’ve been living here, but you haven’t actually visited the city?” He was waving his arms around as he talked. 

You laughed at his reaction and gave him an awkward smile. It was true, you had been living in Stark Tower for the past seven months, but never got around to actually going to the city. 

“Well, I don’t get much time off, you know, saving humanity from aliens and crazy people.” You were trying to make up a viable excuse for why. Peter just kept staring at you his mouth hanging wide open. “What?” You started shifting your eyes around the room, having no idea what to do. 

“Babe, I know what we’re going to do today.” Peter gave you a goofy grin and ran down the hall, leaving you standing alone in the living room. 

“Oh lord, what’s he going to do?” You groaned to yourself. You shook your head, but smiled. He was such a dork. A dork that you had lots of feelings for. You loved him, but you had never said it to him, fearing that he wouldn’t feel the same. 

Seven months ago, Tony had asked you to move from the Avenger Tower in D.C. to Stark Tower to go undercover. Your job was to go to Peter’s high school and keep an eye on him for Tony. He was worried that Peter would start getting into trouble, and your job was to keep him out of it. Before you knew it, you were falling hard for him. Tony feared that you would, but allowed you to do so because you were like his daughter, and he loved you like one. All he wanted was to see you happy. So, just two months into your mission, and after spending a lot time together, along with a couple dates, you two became official. And once you started dating him, you realized you had to tell him what your original intentions were. 

When you told him, he wasn’t upset. He just kissed you and whispered to you, “My girlfriend is a freaking Avenger.” 

An hour later, he cam running in. “F/N! Come on, you’re coming with me.” You were laying on the couch, closing your eyes when he started pulling you off of it. 

“Where are we going?” You were giggling and stumbling to follow him. “Peter, I’m serious.” (No, you weren’t.) “Where the heck are you taking me?” You had this marveled look on you face, amazed that he could get you off the couch without becoming overly grumpy. 

“You’ll see. Come on.” He looked so adorable as he pulled you along down the stairs and out the door. Once you stepped outside, the quiet of the tower completely disappeared. You were left with the sound of cars, and honking, and people’s pointless conversations. He turned around to face you. 

“Ta da! I’m taking you to see the city.” He began to fumble with him hands and look towards the ground. “Since you haven’t been before, and since we haven’t been able to go on a date in a while, I decided that I could show you around.” He looked up at you with those innocent eyes that always made your heart skip a beat. 

“Aw, that’s so sweet, Peter.” You face turned a slightly shade of pink darker. You thought he was so cute when he got all nervous. A smile came upon your lips and you hooked your arm in his. “So, where to first?” 

He looked up at you with hopeful eyes and smiled. He looked like a little kid on Christmas morning.  You loved making him happy, he made you feel almost like a normal teenager who had an almost normal life. To be frank, you never had a normal life to begin with. You were born with ability to go invisible, and your parents abandoned you at the age of three after they scared you and they suddenly couldn’t see you. They were afraid of you, so they left. You fended for yourself till about two years ago when the Avengers discovered you and your ability, hoping you would join them. You gladly accepted the offer and you realized that you had a family again. They loved you like a younger sibling, but Tony loved you like you were his own daughter. Obviously, being an Avenger and living with them wasn’t normal for anybody, but neither was having spider-like senses.

You two spent the afternoon walking through New York City, checking out all the places Peter loved. He took you to his favorite pizza place for lunch, and then you two took a stroll around Central Park. You stopped at the lake and watched the ducks swim by. 

“This is really nice, Peter. Thank you.” You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him tenderly. 

He put his arms around you and placed a kiss on your forehead. “It’s my pleasure, babe. But, the day isn’t over yet.” He wrapped one of his arms around your waist and you two started walking back towards the street. He took you around street corner after street corner, pointing out places that he wanted to take you in the future, and telling you the fondest memories he had there. After about an hour of walking, he stopped you in front of a brick stoned building. 

“Where are we?” You were looking for a sign. There was none. You squinted your eyes, trying to figure out what was inside, but it was lowly lit. 

“You’ll see.” He was smirking at you as he took your hand and pulled you inside. Once you were through the door and you finally saw what it was, your eyes went wide and your jaw dropped to the floor. Inside the unsuspecting building was bookshelves stacked to the ceiling with books. 

“No. Way.” You were amazed. You dropped his hand and started walking up and down the aisles, mesmerized. You let your fingers graze across the spines, reading every title. They had classics, new books, well loved books, and all your favorite ones too. Peter watched you in adoration. He knew you would like this place. It was the oldest book store in New York, and he knew how much you liked to read. Once you looked through just about every single book in there, you walked up to him with the biggest smile on your face. 

“You’re amazing, did you know that? Oh my god, I could spend hours in here. I have to come back another day to read here.” You were beginning to ramble and Peter just shook his head, one corner of his mouth pulling up into a smirk. 

“F/N, you’ve already spent two hours just looking at all the books. I’m going to have to bring you back here, so you can spend the entire day here.” He pulled you into a hug. “There’s still one more thing I have to show you before I take you back to the tower. Come on.” You looked up at him with eyes that were filled with love. He leaned down and kissed you, filling your stomach with butterflies. He pulled you out of the bookstore and the sky that was once bright and sunny was now beginning to grow blue. Had you really been in there that long?

“F/N, hold on tight.” He wrapped his left arm tightly around you.

“Wait, wh-” You cut yourself off with a slight scream. Suddenly, you were swinging in the air, swooping from building to building. Your arms were gripping him, very, very tightly. Once the initial shock faded away, you were smiling at Peter as he slowly took you higher and higher off the ground. The cold wind was whipping your hair back, giving you this rush of adrenaline. Peter shot a web at a building, swinging you both up in the air. The next one hit a spire of a different building across the street and he swung around it, you secure in his arm, and making a soft landing on top of the building. 

“I give you special view of New York City from the top of the Empire State Building.” He took his free arm and displayed the view to him. 

“Oh my god…” The skyline looked beautiful against the sunset and the lights slowly turning on. “…it’s gorgeous.” You shifted yourself in his arms so that you were facing him, bodies pressed against each other. 

“Just like you.” Peter’s eyes studied every inch of your face, landing on your E/C eyes that he had fallen in love with. You looked towards the ground, trying to conceal your blush. “F/N.” He tilted your chin up, so that your eyes met his. 

“Yes, Peter?” You looked at him with doe eyes, hanging on every single word he had said. 

He paused, a small smile coming to his face. “I love you.” 

You were stunned. He said it. He said it first. He said that he loved you. 

You realized that you were completely silent, seeing that Peter was getting worried. A big smile replaced the shocked look on your face. 

“I love you too.” You let out a little laugh and pulled him down to you. Your lips collided, molding perfectly together. The feeling of his lips against yours made your heart swell. You pulled away and rested your head on his chest, watching the sun set behind the horizon. 

Peter swung you across the city back to the tower. He nonchalantly landed on the grounded in the middle of the sidewalk in front of Stark Tower. 

“I’ll come over tomorrow, okay babe?” He smiled down at you, holding your hand. 

“Okay.” You smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek. 

“I love you. I’ll see you tomorrow.” 

“I love you too, Peter Parker.” You watched him fade into the crowd and then round a corner. Suddenly, he was swinging around a building. You shook your head and chuckled, walking back into the building. 

You were feeling so giddy. You were spinning around down the halls, humming to yourself. 

From his office, Tony heard you and peered out of the doorway, watching you as you walked down the hall, humming with a little skip in your step. Before he got caught, he sat back down at his deck and smiled to himself. You were happy, that’s all that mattered to him. He got back to work, and muttered to himself. 

“Peter Parker, you better take of my girl.”

Hope you liked it! I’m going to try and write a lot today, so that I have a couple oneshots ready to go. Let me know if you want to be added to the permanent taglist! Just message me and I’ll be sure to add you to the next story that I post. Have a wonderful day and I love you all. xoxo


@mcfuccfairy @fandomlover2001 @elegantnightmareshiro


Originally posted by patd6277

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Brendon Urie

Request: Yes c: || Some kinky female readerX Brendon

Warnings: NSFW || smut, unprotected sex (reader on the pill), cursing, blow job, hair pulling, fingering, daddy kink, wall sex, shower sex.

Masterlist: Here

1.) I honestly don’t even know what happened here. It was after 1am when I started writing this, and I went to bed around 4am. Then I finished the last few paragraphs around 5pm so I’ll just leave it here. 

2.) This is unprotected sex, and I do not condone this at all. Wrap it before you tap it. Don’t make love without a dick glove. 

3.) Also, look at that gif. Just look at it. I know, me too. 

Enjoy, xx.

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I get jealous and scared. I get jealous because I don’t want anyone to realize how amazing you are, how cute your smile is, how amazing your hugs feel, having your arms wrapped around me. I get scared because if someone ever does realize how amazing you are then they would want to take you away from me. They would want you, they’d want your hugs, to see you smile, hear your laugh and they’d also want.. your kisses. I wouldn’t want them to kiss you because I know how good your kisses are.
  • Ruby: Oh my God! BLAKE THIS IS AMAZING!
  • Weiss: I have to agree. This is incredible.
  • Blake1: Thank you Ruby.
  • Blake2: And thank you Weiss.
  • Weiss: I have to ask. How did you manage to make your clones be able to talk?
  • Ruby: Yeah. I mean even Sun can only make his clones move around.
  • Blake3: Well, With Sun's help with my trained.
  • Blake4: I Learned that while I can control the clones movements, they don't have wills.
  • Blake5: However, From what Kai told me If I put a bit more aura into my clones so they can last and get let go of control.
  • Blake6: I am actually able to give them a bit of free will.
  • Blake7: Granted that we are the same person we think exactly a like. Making it impossible to tell us about.
  • Blake8: For a maximum of a half hour of course.
  • Blake9: However the clones last longer the few clones there are.
  • Weiss: *Looking between all the Blake.* O-okay. That was weird.
  • Ruby: Weird? Are you kidding Weiss!? THIS IS AWESOME! Oh you are like a one woman army! How many of you can you make?
  • Blake1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9: 9 in total.
  • Weiss: Alright Blake very fun. But can you please make your clone disappear? The room is kinda crowded. *she asked Blake1.*
  • Blake1: Sure but you should ask the real Blake. I'm a clone.
  • Ruby: Whoooooooa. So your clones know that they are clone. That is so cool, Blake. *Ruby said to Blake5.*
  • Blake5: Yes, Ruby. We know we are clones. Kai made sure I could tell if I'm real or not.
  • Ruby: Oh Sorry Blake, uh, clone.
  • Weiss: Wait. Which one of you is the real Blake then?
  • Blake1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9: Wouldn't you like to know. *the Blakes smirked when the door opened as Yang entered the room but stopped at the site of all the Blakes before they greeted with smiles.* Welcome back Babe.
  • Yang: ... This explained how you read that whole book series in one night. *Yang muttered.*
  • Weiss: *As Yang stared at all the Blakes, Weiss leaned over to Ruby, whispering.* I bet you Yang can't tell which is the real Blake either.
  • Ruby: Well, if we can't there is no way sis-
  • Yang: *Just then before Ruby could finish, The whiterose couple watch as Yang walked straight up to Blake7 and picked her up and said with a smile.* As Amazing as your new semblances skill is, Blakey, you'll have to wait till we get back to are bedroom tonight. Because we have a date tonight. *Yang then started to walk out the door when Weiss and ruby both shouted.*
  • Weiss/Ruby: WAIT A'SEC!
  • Yang: Huh? Wassup?
  • Ruby: How do you know you have the real Blake?
  • Weiss: That one can be a clone.
  • Blake3: They are right, Yang. I could be the real me.
  • Blake9: Or me.
  • Blake8/5/2/4: Or me.
  • Yang: Nope. This is the real Blake. *Yang stated as a matter of fact cuddling the Blake in her arms*
  • Blake7: How do you know for sure? *crossing her arms*
  • Yang: *Yang looked down and lips the Blake in her arms and smiled.* Because there can be a million of you Blakey and I will always know the kitty I fell in love with. And if you want proof. *Yang the kissed and nibbled on Blake's cat ears making her blush and yip before purring as all the clones disappeared.* Now Come. Our Date night awaits. *With that Ruby and Weiss watched Yang carry Blake away for there date.*
  • Weiss: ...
  • Ruby: ... You think we will ever be able to do that?
  • Weiss: Once we're married. Maybe.
moral support (jughead x reader)


Pairing: Reader x Jughead

Word Count: 1,141

Request: Jughead imagine where Y/N is proundly a deeply sexual being but despite Jug being ace she falls for him and he likes her too but is worried he can’t give her what she wants but she doesn’t care and fluff and stuff?

When you strode up to Veronica, Betty, Kevin, and Jughead who were standing by a cluster of lockers, Veronica’s jaw playfully dropped open wide in a smile. “Girl, your legs look amazing!”

You giggled, “Thanks!” You were proud of your outfit today, meaning you were also proud of your body.

“Seriously, though, you made Reggie’s entire group stare. Must feel weird,” Betty laughed also.

“No, it actually feels pretty good.” You winked, opening your locker.

Kevin nudged your shoulder. “As good as the bassist from the Foals?”

You laughed as you took a binder out of your locker. “Oh no, nothing will ever compare.”

“The bassist from the Foals?” Jughead asked, arms crossed, leaning against the locker behind you.

“She never told you?” Veronica asked.

Jughead’s expression changed to one you couldn’t mark, uncrossing his arms and putting his hands in his pockets “I— Well—”

You closed your locker and rested a hand that wasn’t cradling your binder on his arm. “It’s okay, Juggie, I just figured since you were asexual and all, maybe you wouldn’t want to hear about my… sex life.”

“Well, I mean it’s not like— I can still hear about it.” Jughead explained defensively. “Every ace is different. For me it’s just… not a big deal.”

“That’s kinda…” Kevin tilted his head, speaking slowly.

“It’s fine!” You interrupted, grabbing Jug’s hand with your free one, pulling him away from any further interrogation. You knew Kevin was going to say something along the lines of weird, or freaky, and you didn’t want Jughead thinking he was anything like that, because he wasn’t. “Gotta go guys!” You called back, already halfway down the hallway.

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Jumping Bean

Originally posted by solo-harry


Late nights and baby firsts
Warnings: None

You were typing away like crazy, occasionally pulling at your hair when your brain seemed to stop working. You lost track of time so distracted to get this final report done for work even though you’re supposed to be on vacation

Harry turned into your shared bed and reached to pull you closer, but felt nothing but cold sheets. He got up sighing and wiped the sleep from his eyes as best as he could. Walking downstairs to your office he leaned against the door frame watching you for a second

“What the hell was I supposed to enter here” you mumbled to yourself on the verge of tears.

“Baby come back to bed” Harry said sleep still lingering in his voice, you ignored him trying to think

“Babe?” he said again “Come on you don’t need to get that done right now it’s 1 am and you can’t think straight when you’re tired” he tried convincing you

“Harry I’m almost done please let me finish” you said wiping a tear from your eye that seemed to escape

“No Y/N you’re coming to bed right now, you have time off for a reason and that’s to relax” he said closing your laptop

You sighed and turned your chair to him, looking up at him with bags under your eyes and looking more drained than ever

“I feel like crap and I can’t seem to focus on anything” you whined putting your face in your hands tears coming down your face again

“Hey pet no, no. Please don’t cry” He bent down to your level and moved your hands “How about this baby, you go up to our room and sit on the bed and let me do the rest” he wiped your tears and smiled caressing your jaw “Hmm? how does that sound I’ll treat ya a bit” He leaned in and stole a kiss

You smiled at your amazing fiancé “okay H only cause I’m too exhausted to argue and I know you won’t take no for an answer” you stood up with your hands on your growing bump

“How’s my little bean in there treating ya well?” he smiled softly, holding your hand and walking you up to the room

“Yeah she’s good no movement yet. She probably sleeps all the time like her father” you giggled.

Harry turned to you and put a hand on his heart acting hurt “well then I guess I’ll just have a new napping buddy when she comes” He sticks his tongue out at you playfully and you rolled your eyes, giggling

As you reached your room you went to your shared bed and sat down and Harry just stared at you admiring all your beautiful features

“What harry?” you blushed softly

“just can’t believe your mine and carrying my beautiful baby girl in there. you’re going to be the best damned mom out there and I know that for a fact” he walked over to you and kissed you softly, you instantly melted into his lips and kissed back, wrapping your arms around his neck playing with the ends of his hair. He pulled away softly causing you to whine and he pressed his forehead against yours

“I’m going to run a bath and put your favorite bath bomb in there to relieve all your tense muscles” he whispered giving your nose a quick peck

“Only if you join me Styles” You half way yelled as he walked into your shared bathroom and you were left sitting on the bed thinking about how lucky you were to have him and how much he cared about you.

Moments later he comes back with just a towel around his waist “Ready lovely?” he smirks

“Yes Mr. Styles” you smiled and stood up walking towards him. He grabbed your hand and led you into the front of the mirror so that you were facing it and he was standing behind you.

He looked at you in the mirror with his arms wrapped around your waist, starting to slowly and lovingly kissing your neck, you moaned softly and smiled

“Mmm H what are you doing ” you bit your lip

“Helping you relax” he whispered and slowly lifted your (his) shirt off of you, not wearing a bra because they were annoying at this point. You looked at yourself and put your arms to your chest to cover yourself.

“Hey hey don’t hide you are the most beautiful woman that I have ever laid eyes on. Let me see you beautiful” He smiled hopefully.

You dropped your arms and smiled shyly at him in the mirror “I’m so lucky to have you and so is little bean to have you as her father” you smiled, eyes prickling with tears cause your emotions were all over the place

He continued to help you get undressed and step into the bath water carefully so you wouldn’t slip and as soon as you sat down you felt the weight of the world come off your shoulders, you closed your eyes and inhaled deeply, smiling at the rose scent in your bathroom from your favorite bath bomb. Harry turned on some soft music and lit a couple of candles before he got in behind you.

“I love you so much Harry Edward Styles” you mumbled and leaned back into him “I love you too Y/N M/N soon to be Styles” he kissed the back of your head and put one of his hands on your bump rubbing softly

A few minutes later of comfortable silence you felt your insides pull one way and felt a tug, your eyes shot open

“HARRY!” you smiled excitedly “Y/N she kicked!” he exclaimed “Oh my gosh i felt her kick!” he smiled from ear to ear “Aw she loves her daddy” you giggled your eyes watering again at the sentimental moment

“I love her and you so much” he giggled tearing up also and kissing you intimately “Our beautiful little family” he whispered in the kiss as he caressed your face looking at you with love.

“As much as I’d want to celebrate this moment you look so tired my love so let’s get you and our now jumping bean to bed” he smiled helping you wash up and get ready for “bed” at what was then 3 in the morning. You both finished the night off stealing kisses and Harry talking and singing to his little bean until you both drifted off to sleep only to wake up and celebrate over little beans accomplishment.

A/N: Okay so this is my very first story… It’s kinda bad but tell me how you feel and how I can improve! I would like to thank @all-the-love-harold for giving me the confidence and support to start writing! Thank you all again give me ideas of you want more 😊

Connected — Jung Hoseok (04)

Words: 2110

Warnings: Fluff, Internet best friend!Hoseok :)

Description: You and Hoseok are internet friends with secret feelings for each other. The only problem (besides the distance) is that you’re both in relationships with other people.

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“Y/n-ah! There’s only three more weeks until I get to see you! It’s gonna be amazing!” Hoseok smiles.

“I know! I can’t wait!” You smile.

“I have a secret to tell you.” He says.

“What is it?” You asked, being more interested in the conversation.

“You know how you gave Joshua a second chance after everything that happened?” He asks.

“Yes.” You nod, curious about what the secret was.

“Well, I decided to give Jae a second chance. We’re dating again!” Hoseok smiles.

Others would’ve expected you to smile, but you didn’t. You weren’t happy at all.

“Why aren’t you smiling?” He asked.

“Why did you decide to give her another chance?” You ask.

“I don’t know. I felt bad, I guess. She said that she would change.” He explains.

“And what if she doesn’t? What if she just breaks your heart again, Hoseok?” You asked.

“Y/n-ah, calm down. I’m sure I’ll be fine.” He says.

“You weren’t fine the last time. Remember? You cried for like three hours on our video chat.”

“Thanks for reminding me.” He says, sarcastically.

“You’re welcome.” You say.

“I’m confused. When your best friend tells you that they’ve made up with their ex, you should be happy. I was happy for you when you decided to give Joshua another chance.” Hoseok explains.

“My situation with Josh is nothing like this. Jae cheated on you, I don’t understand how you could trust her again.”

“And Josh yelled at you and made you cry. How could you trust him after that?”

“Hoseok, I’m just saying that you shouldn’t have given her another chance. I don’t think it was the right thing to do.” You tell him.

“Since when are you in control of what I do?” He asked.

“I’m not. I just think that you could do better than Jae.”

“Don’t say that, Y/n. I never said these kinds of things to you when you told me that you and Josh were back together.” Hoseok says.

“That’s because Josh didn’t cheat on me, and you had no reason to say anything like that.” You said.

“Why are you acting like this?”

“Because I don’t want Jae to break your heart again. I don’t think she’s right for you. It’s my job as your best friend to look out for you.” You explained.

“And it’s my job as your best friend to let you know when you’re wrong.” He tells me.

“Hoseok, I—”

“I had so many things to say after you told me that you and Josh got back together, but I kept them to myself. You know why? Because I saw that you were happy with him, and I didn’t want to get in the way of your happiness. I was happy for you. Why can’t you be happy for me?” He asks.

“I think you’ll be happy if you break up with her.”

Hoseok raised an eyebrow. “I’m not breaking up with her just because you say so. You’re being an idiot.”

“I’m being an idiot? I’m not the one that gave my girlfriend a second chance after she cheated.” You tell him.

“I gave her a second chance because I think she can change. If you don’t support my decision then you can keep it to yourself, just like I did.” He says.

Why was he acting like this?

You were the one who was right, right?

“I never asked you to keep anything to yourself. If you wanted to say something about Josh, I didn’t stop you.” You point out.

“I was being a good friend. Obviously you don’t know what that’s like.”

Your eyes widened. Why would he say that?

“I am a good friend to you.” You tell him.

“Well, you’re not being a very good friend right now.”

“I’m trying to look out for you. How is that not being a good friend?” You asked.

“I don’t need you to look out for me, Y/n. I made the decision to forgive Jae, and whatever happens after that is my responsibility, not yours.”

“Hobi, I just think that—”

“Maybe we should just stop talking about this.” He says.

You nodded, sighing.

Hoseok rarely every got mad, but you knew that he was mad at you now.

You could just tell by the look on his face.

For once, he wasn’t smiling.

“You’re mad at me.” You stated.

“I’m not.” He says.

“You are. I’m sorry, Hobi. I didn’t mean to make you mad.” You apologized.

“It’s fine. Look, I have to go. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, okay?”

“Okay.” You said before he hung up the call.

You closed your laptop and laid on your bed, clutching a pillow.

You don’t want Hoseok to be mad at you.

You should’ve just kept your mouth shut and said nothing.

Why are you so stupid?

Maybe you’re just jealous.



Why would you be jealous?

You have Josh, so there’s nothing for you to be jealous about.

You had no reason to be jealous.

It’s not like you had any feelings for Hoseok.

Did you?

You sat in math class, waiting for the bell to ring, as always.

You were pretending to pay attention when a paper airplane landed on your desk.

You looked in the direction that it came from to see no other than Josh.

“Open it.” He mouths.

You did as told and oped the piece of paper, seeing the note inside.

Are your parents home? If not, can I drive you home?

You looked at Josh and gave him a thumbs up, signalling that the coast was clear.

He responded with an ‘okay’ sign. And you went back to learning, or at least pretending to learn.


You and Josh fixed your clothes, making sure you both looked normal before he went into the driver’s seat and you went into the passenger’s seat.

“That was amazing.” Josh breathed.

“I know.” You said, trying to catch your breath.

Josh started driving and you received a text message.

You got excited, thinking that it was finally Hoseok. He hasn’t spoken to you since the day of your mini argument. Every time you try to call him, he doesn’t answer.

But it wasn’t Hoseok.

It was Jae-eun. 

“Y/n? What’s wrong?” Josh asks, trying to focus on the road, but also on you.

“Who’s texting you?” He asks, looking at your phone.

“It’s Jae.” You tell him.

“Hoseok’s girlfriend? Why is she texting you? Why do you look so upset?”

“It’s not important. I’m fine, baby.” You assured him.

You didn’t want to tell him what really happened.

You just confessed to having a crush on Hoseok while you have a boyfriend.

Was Jae really going to show Hoseok?

Your life is so over.

It was Saturday afternoon. Your parents weren’t home and neither was Abby.

You were babysitting Olivia, but she was currently in her room, sleeping.

“I haven’t been in your room in so long.” Josh says, laying on your bed, hand on his stomach, looking at the ceiling. 

You were sitting beside him, scrolling through twitter on your phone.

“Don’t get used to it. My mom is supposed to be home everyday next week.” You tell him.

Josh groaned.

“I wish we could just be together with no interruptions.” He says, putting his hand on your knee and rubbing it.

As if on cue, your laptop started ringing.

Hoseok was video chatting you.

Once you saw the name, your face lit up.

“Hey, Hoseok.” You say after you pressed the answer button.

His amazing, perfect face lit up your screen.

“Hi, Y/n. I’m so sorry I haven’t been speaking to you for the past few days. A lot of stuff has been going on.” He tells me.

“Stuff like what?” You asked, putting your phone down on the bed without locking it.

“Jae.” He sighed. He didn’t sound happy.

Did Jae tell him about what you said?

“What did she do?” You ask.

“She was being mean to you.” He says.

“You saw the messages?” You questioned, curious to if he saw your confession or not.

“Not all of them, but most.” He tells me.

“Well, what happened?” You ask.

“She told me that if I wanted to be her boyfriend, I have to stop talking to you.” He says, sighing once again.

Your eyes widened.

“If you want to stop talking to me, I’ll understand. Jae is a really pretty girl. You should—” You started, but he cut you off.

“So, I broke up with her.” He announces.

Your jaw dropped. “You did what?” You asked.

“Y/n, you’re one of my best friends. Did you really think that I’d let some silly girl come between us?” He laughs.

His laugh brought a smile to your face.

“You’re amazing, Hoseok. I don’t know what I did to deserve you.” You smile.

“I don’t know what I did to deserve me either.” He laughed. “Is that Josh?” Hoseok asks, seeing his hand on your knee.

“Yeah, my parents aren’t home so he came over.” You explained.

“Hi Josh.” Hoseok says in English so Josh would understand him.

“Hey, Hoseok.” Josh says, not looking up from the game he was playing on your phone.

You looked back at Hoseok and asked him about his day.

“Besides the whole thing with Jae, I’m fine. You were right when you said that I’d be happier without her.” He tells me.

“By the way, I’m sorry for most of the stuff that I said that day. You were right, whatever you do is your decision and I shouldn’t make decisions for you.” You say. 

“Don’t worry about it, Y/n. You were just worried about me.”

“I think we should—” You started but you were interrupted by Josh.

“Y/n, what the hell is this?” He asks.

You turned to look at him. He had your phone in his hand, showing you the text messages between you and Jae.

He had seen the part when you said that you had a crush on Hoseok.

“You went through my messages?” You asked.

“Don’t try to turn this on me.” He says, standing up. “Why would you do this to me?” He asked.

“I—” You didn’t get a chance to speak as you stood in front of him.

“You’ve like him this whole time, huh? The whole time we were dating, you had a crush on Hoseok?” He asks, grabbing your arms and pushing you into the wall.

“I should’ve known.” He says, his grip getting tighter on your arms.

“Josh,” You gasped. “It hurts. Josh stop.”

He continued to hold your arms tightly.

“If you liked him, then why did you agree to date me again?” He asks.

“I just—”

“Don’t answer that.” He says, letting go of your arms and going to put his shoes on.

“Josh, wait.” You say.

“Have fun with him.” Was the last thing he said before walking out.

You stood there, shocked.

You almost forgot that Hoseok was on video chat with you until he spoke.

“Y/n, are you okay?” He asks.

You sat on your bed, in front of the laptop.

“Oh god. You heard all of that, didn’t you?” You said, putting your face into your hands.

“Yes.” He says. “Do you really have a crush on me?”

You looked up at him.

“Can we not talk about this?” You asked.

You weren’t in the mood for him teasing you.

“Just answer. Please.” He begged.

“Fine. Maybe I do like you. Maybe.” You admit.

“Okay.” He says. “What did you eat for dinner?” He asks, changing the topic.

“Why’d you change the topic?” You ask.

“You asked me to.” He says.

“Right.” You say. “I didn’t eat anything.”

“You should eat. It’s good for you.” Hoseok says.

You groaned.

“Hoseok, can I hang up and call you tomorrow when I wake up? I don’t feel too good.” You say, trying to get off the phone with him.

Hoseok sighed. “Y/n, I know you’re lying.” He says.

You couldn’t look him in the eyes. You were too embarrassed.

“Listen, if you’re really that embarrassed of me knowing that you like me, we can—” he started.

“Please, Hoseok. I don’t want to talk about this. I’ll just call you tomorrow, okay?” You said, looking everywhere but his face.

“Fine.” He says. “We’ll talk tomorrow.”

“Bye.” You said, waving at the camera.

“Bye.” He waved. “Love you.” He adds.

You hung up the call without saying anything else.

You felt so bad.

Your secret was out.

Hoseok knew that you liked him.

Wow, your life really is over.

Big Bang Reaction - They have a crush on you

Someone requested this I think. Enjoy! 

~ Admin Brooklyn

Ji Yong:

He’d be both shy and extremely nervous when he’s around you. He hasn’t exactly had the best experience with love, so when he started crushing on you, he would get extremely nervous. He wouldn’t try to avoid you, but he just gets so nervous that he thinks it’d be best to stay away from you. During that time he’d be making a lot of songs, mostly about how he feels about you. When you do talk to him he’d be kinda flirty:

“Why are your cheeks so red (Y/N)-ah?”

“Kwon Ji Yong you know why,”

“I know my presence makes you flustered,”

“I could say the same about you,”

“Don’t you know who I am? I don’t get flustered,”

“Then explain to me why you couldn’t stop staring at me and giggling as soon as I walked in”

He’d love spending time with you, no matter how nervous he gets. He’d love it when it’s just you two, but he’d also hate it. His heart racing, his palms getting sweaty. After a little time, you’d ease away from his nerves and you’d have a wonderful time together.

Originally posted by kwnji

Choi Seunghyun:

He’d stare at you when you’re not noticing. He’d tried to play it off cool when you catch him, but he’d be blushing wildly. He might be the type to fall slowly, and not realize that he likes you until the little moments. He’d just be looking at you, watching you laugh loudly or watching you study. Something about you when you were doing these things just made him smile. It’s not the big things, but the little ones, like the small habits you do when you’re concentrating or the little hiccup your breathing does when you laugh. He’d always try to play it off cool when you caught him:

“Seunghyun oppa, what are you doing?”

“What? Nothing,”

“No, you were staring at me. Is there something on my face?”

Yes, your amazing smile that makes me wanna kiss you “No, I was just… daydreaming?” 

Originally posted by topkun


He’d get flustered and nervous around you, but he’d handle it much better than Seunghyun. He’s very cool and chill so I think he’d be very okay and very playful. When he realized he developed feelings for you, he’d be surprised, but not upset. He’d be a bit nervous around you at first, but give him a few minutes and he’ll be back to his usual chill and playful self. He’d be himself when he’s around you, not that he wasn’t before, but he’d be more him I guess. He’d be more playful and joking. He’d playfully smooth talk, but not get too far in the flirting unless he’s in the mood:

“Wow (Y/N)-ah, I never thought that you could be this pretty,”

“You must’ve been looking at a different (Y/N) because I’ve always looked this beautiful,”

Originally posted by seungrisvip



He’d always want to make you laugh and smile. I honestly thing that he always wants his love to be happy and feel good. When he starts to develop feelings he’d be extremely nervous but would want to spend time with you. Even though his heart would be really fast, and although he might mix up his words, it makes you smile and that will always be his goal.

“OH (Y/N)! I didn’t see you there!”

“Hey oppa,”

“What are you doing here (Y/N)-ah?”

*Light laughter* “You invited me here remember?”

“Oh yeah,”

Originally posted by gdae-hyong

Lee Seunghyun:

He’d try to be casually and manly about it. But like, things kinda go downhill for him at times. When he first realized that he had feelings for you, he’d flip out. He’d call the rest of the members and ask them what to do. They’d all give him ridiculous suggestions to get you to like him, but in the end, he did what he thought would make you smile and impress you. I mean like other than sweet things he would say to you, he would try so hard to impress you. 

“Hey, (Y/N)-ah, you know I’m the maknae of a world famous Kpop band, right?”

“Seunghyun, I’ve known you for years, what are you doing?”

Originally posted by tabi-ears


Summary: Based on this request by @diving-down-to-wonderland

Hey doll :) I wanted to ask for an imagine where you’re Buck’s girlfriend but are also a bit shy. One time you visit him after work (you work at a Little cafe) and surprise him in his Apartment in the Tower just as he Comes out of the shower. You’re flustered at first and turn around but he Comes and hugs you. Then you tell him you’re finally ready to lose your virginity to him and he’s all gentle that night and later you cuddle :) and also something with his metal arm if you like hihi Thanks❤️❤

Bucky x reader. FLUFF/MODERATE SMUT. Word count: 1,749

TW: sex

A/N: Sorry this request took so long to finish, but I hope you enjoy it!!!

Your name: submit What is this?

“Y/N, are you alright? You’ve been staring at the same spot on the wall for the last fifteen minutes,” asked your coworker Megan as you leaned on the counter by the espresso machine with a blank stare on your face.

”Oh, sorry Megan, I was just thinking. Slow night tonight, huh?”

“Yeah. You were thinking about Bucky, weren’t you? I can tell by that silly look in your eyes.”

“That obvious, huh? I just haven’t gotten to see him much lately with work and all. These evening shifts are killing me,” you explained.

“Look, it’s quiet in here anyway—just go see him! I’ll cover for you,” said Megan as she motioned to the back door. You smiled and took off your barista apron, hanging it on the hook by the door.

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Love Letters

There is a white writing board on the refrigerator of Dan and Phil’s apartment. One day, instead of a grocery list, Phil wrote Dan a letter. Following is their correspondence over the course of two weeks.

Dear Dan,

I love the left side of your face. I love that you speak up for me in public. I love the way that little spot near your dimple turns red when you’re passionate about something.

I love that everything has to be symmetrical for you to be happy. I love that you think deeply and seriously and complexly. I love that you can shift gears so quickly from that serious soul to a silly boy.

I love that you will defend Kanye to your death. I love your face when you win the seven second challenge. I love when you enunciate. I love when you mumble.

I love playing Mario kart and watching anime with you. I love watching your face light up when you talk about Kanye.

I love when we are alone and all I hear is silence and all I feel is comfort and all I know is love.



Dear Phil,

I love that you name every creature and plant you ever meet. I love how brave you are. I love your yellow and blue and green eyes.

I love the way you stick out your tongue when you laugh. I love how your eyes light up when you’re happy. I love that you steal my cereal.

I love it when you take pictures of me. I love that you don’t think I have a bad side. I love your doodles. I love your fantastic ideas.

I love your sense of optimism in the face of the world that tears everyone down. I love that I get to see the side of you that you show no one else.

I love watching your face light up when you talk about Buffy.

I love sitting in silence with you and knowing that you’re thinking of a crazy story or an invention and I’m just thinking about how much I love you.



Dear Dan,

I hate that you beat yourself up so much. I hate that you hurt so deeply and so easily. I hate that you worry so much about the state of the world that you lose sleep at night.

I hate that you take Internet comments so seriously. I hate that you’re afraid of so many things.

I hate that you think you have a bad side. I hate that you have to hide your family from the Internet. I hate that you always have to be the strong one in public.

I hate that the world can’t see you like I do. I hate what they’re missing.



Dear Phil,

I hate when people assume that you are simple. I hate when people steal your ideas. I hate that you don’t get the credit that you deserve.

I hate that the world doesn’t get to see the side of you that I do. I hate that you keep your emotions bottled up. I hate that people come up to you and scare you in public.

I hate that you don’t have as many followers as you deserve. I hate that people don’t see the amazing person that you really are.



Dear Dan,

I like almost everything about you. I like your brown hair, I like your dimple, I like your brown eyes, I like your beautiful smile, I like your amazing laugh. I like spending time with you, I like playing games with you, I like making videos with you. I like holding you. I like knowing that you are my best friend.

Love, Phil

Dear Phil,

I like your straight hair, I like your funny faces, I like your northern accent. I like that even though you have faced more loss in your life than I ever have, you gave me life with a smile and a joy that is contagious and that has saved me time and time again. I like that you taught me how to have a best friend. I like you.



Dear Dan,

You are out of cereal.



I wrote this about a year ago under my @phanburnhamizzard account.  I felt like sharing it again.  I hope you like it.  :) 

Bibia Be Ye Ye

A/N: someone asked for another Sebastian x reader but I lost it in my inbox but this one is for you babeee!!! xxxxxx

Originally posted by captaincentenarian

You watched from backstage as Sebastian sat talking to the interviewer about various projects he had been working on. 

A grin stretched across your face as he mentioned you, talking about how much he adores you. “How long?” The interviewer asked, and you still hadn’t gotten use to the general public knowing about you. 

“Oh gosh, nearly 2 years this April.” He smiled, his eyes brightening with every word. “Well let me know if it doesn’t work out, kay?” the interviewer joked, sending Sebastian a wink. 

The audience laughed and you couldn’t help but feel a hole in the pit of your stomach as she said that. Of course, she was a comedian and you knew that it was irrational to think that it was anything more than a joke, but it still stung. 

“I don’t think she’s going anywhere.” Sebastian said, chuckling under his breath. You crossed your arms, Sebastian’s dressing room suddenly seeming a lot smaller than it was a few moments ago. 

The interview continued and you still thought about that one comment. One single comment, and you felt jealously course through your veins. 

It ended and you watched as the cameras switched to a wide angel and the interviewer pressed a small kiss to Sebastian’s cheek. 

“Jesus fucking christ.” You groaned, closing your eyes and sighing as the television went black. 

Of course the interviewer was gorgeous, her long black hair and ivory skin filling you to the brim with envy. You rubbed your temples and attempted to ignore the headache coming on. 

Sebastian was quick to rush into the room, high off of adrenaline and sweaty from the stage lights. 

“Hello baby.” He pressed a kiss to your cheek, which you welcomed but felt a bit of nausea accompany it. “Hi.” you cooed back, swallowing your pride and deciding to ignore your jealousy. 

“What’d ya think?” He asked, sitting next to you. “Great, as usual babe.” You smiled, kissing his lips and standing up. “You gonna shower?” 

He nodded, following his usual routine and undressing before hopping into the shower. You heard him humming softly as you looked into the mirror, picking apart your image for what seemed like that thousandth time, wondering if you were good enough. 

You couldn’t understand why he was with you. He said he loved you, he stayed by you with everything and he was excited when he saw you. But, your brain wouldn’t let you believe it. 

You never spoke about your insecurities in front of him because once you thought about saying it outloud, it all just sounded a bit silly. 

Despite how silly it may seem, it still bothered you. A lot. 

“Hey darlin’,” Sebastian poked his head out of the curtain, “why don’t you join me today?” 

You met his eyes, swallowing back more nausea and lifting your shirt over your head. He smiled, watching you climb into the shower and holding your hand so you don’t fall. 

He moved you underneath the water, the warmth enveloping your body as he looked down at you with a grin. 

Your bottom lip trembled as you had a weak smile stretch across your face. 

Concern washed over Sebastian’s face, his hair dripping as you felt a quiet sob fall from your lips. 

Sometimes you just felt like you weren’t enough, and seeing Sebastian standing in front of you with so much admiration, you couldn’t help but feel like you didn’t deserve it. 

He wrapped his arms around your shoulder, skin to skin contact nearly calming you but you still felt anxiety bubble up. 

“What’s the matter?” He murmured, rubbing the lower half of your back soothingly. 

A tear slipped down your face and quickly mixed in with the water that fell from the shower head. “I’m just- you could do so much better.” you whispered, your head on his chest. 

“I did not just hear you say that.” Sebastian said, hugging you tightly between his arms. You loosely hung on him, your arms on his waist as you cried softly. 

“You listen to me,” Sebastian pulled away and met eyes with you, watching as your tears mixed with the water from the shower head, “you are the most gorgeous person I have ever met. Ever. I love you more than anything and you know that.” 

In his attempts to brighten your mood, you could only think about how easily he could act and say the words without actually meaning them. “B- but, you have girls lusting after you. You could have anyone you want in the world. Just- why me?” 

Voicing your frustrations has never been easy. 

“I only want you.” 

“Damn it, Sebastian! Why? That interviewer was practically panting through out the whole thing yet you come back to this mess?” you gestured to your face, which now had mascara stricken cheeks and bloodshot eyes. 

“You don’t seem to understand,” Sebastian whispered, wiping away your tears and holding your face between his hands, “I want you. Especially when you have runny make up or messy hair.” 

He took your silence as an opportunity to speak more, “You are the love of my life.” 

You scoffed, ending it in a laugh as you looked up at him, “Why?” 

“Why not?” he pressed a kiss to your cheek, “because your laugh makes me smile. Your hair smells amazing, and you look great in my t-shirts. Hell, even my mom loves you.” 

You smiled softly, “Is that it?” 

“I could keep going, or I could do this.” He was quick to pick you up and press your back against the wall of the shower. You giggled, allowing him to capture your lips with his and run your hands through his hair. 

His hands held your thighs and you felt the water run over both of your bodies. To say your insecurities had diminished completely would be an overstatement, but Sebastian certainly has a way with words that eased your anxiety slightly. It also helped that he had his hands on your body. 

A knock sounded on the door which tore you out of your bliss. 

“Sebastian, you’ve got to get to the Fallon studios soon!” Sebastian’s manager sounded, his voice gruff with annoyance. Sebastian poked his head out of the curtain and nodded, “Will be out in a second.” 

You poked your head out from beneath him, a sly smile on your face as you watched his manager’s face go red, “Maybe two seconds.” 

Without another glance, Sebastian pulled you back into the shower and pressed his lips hard against yours. 

You were feeling better, to say the least.

Headcanons: How Sandor Clegane acts around his crush

Request:  “could you do a headcanon for how Sandor would feel and act if he had a crush on the reader?”
Author’s Note: Thank you for requesting <3 this is me rn:

• Let me start this with: he is abrasive as hell, even a bit more than usual.

• This man is not processing his emotions properly, he never learnt how.

• He will almost try to avoid you. But he wants to protect you so??

• He will never let you come into harms way. Ever.

• He will never meet your eyes while talking to you

• On the topic off talking, he will give short answers and only speak when spoken too at first. Also expect cursing. He has even less of a filter in this state.

• What is this state, you ask? This boy is  F L U S T E R E D 

• You are like a deity in his eyes. Your kindness? Incredible. Your smile? Amazing. Your kind touches? hELP HIM!! 

• He cannot deal with someone as wonderful as you being so nice to a ‘monster’ like him

• After a while of bottling this up, there will be something of an argument between you two and he will blurt out his feelings.

• After that things move at a classic GRRM Glacial pace towards a happy ending for you both. haha! Slow burn for yooooou