so-whats-the-problem

John and I had our own apartment on East 52nd Street, and we went to see Linda and Paul at the Stanhope Hotel. The first time they ever visited us in New York, the doorman called up and spoke to John, and John said to me, ‘Oh my God! Paul and Linda are downstairs. Can you handle that?’ and I said, ‘Yeah, so? What’s the problem? There’s nothing to handle. They’re your friends, send them up.’
           In January of 1975 John said, 'I have something to ask you. What would you think if I started writing with Paul again?’ My mouth fell open, and I said, 'Are you kidding? I think it would be terrific’ That was the last time John and I were ever together before we split up. Yoko called him that night and told him she had a method to help him stop smoking, and that he should come over to the Dakota. I told him I didn’t like him going over there, and he said, 'Stop it!’ He was yelling at me. 'What’s your problem? I’ll be home by dinner, we’ll go have a late dinner, and then we’ll make plans to go to New Orleans and see Paul and Linda.’
           But when he walked out that door, I knew something bad was going to happen. When he came back, he was a different person about Paul. It wasn’t the same. He was saying, 'Oh, you know how when Paul and Linda used to come and visit us? Well, I couldn’t stand it.’ Obviously, something happened on the other side of Central Park. Right after that, he was back with Yoko. We split up for good in February, 1975.
           I didn’t see Linda and Paul again for a long time. It wasn’t until 1989, at Paul’s 'Buddy Holly Party’ in London, and Tony had been invited because he had worked with the two of them. I went over to Linda, and she didn’t recognize me. I said hello to her, and she said, 'Oh, hi.’ I said, 'It’s May, remember John and May?’ And she just went 'Huh?!’ She threw her arms around me and hugged me, she said, 'I’ve always wondered what happened to you! I always liked you so much!’ She’d read my book, and she said, 'I know it’s true what you wrote, I know what you’ve been going through, I support you, and I’m so glad you’ve married Tony. We love Tony!’ She was so nice. I told her that John had wanted to write again with Paul, and she forced me to be the one to tell Paul that. I said, 'Can’t you tell him?’ She said, 'No, I want it to be you,’ and she brought Paul over and said, 'Look, it’s May! And she wants to tell you something that John said to her.’ And so I told him, and he looked very pleased to hear that.
           When we were talking about my book, Yoko’s name came up, of course, but [Linda] never said anything negative about her. She sort of indicated that Yoko was not one of those people that she welcomed with open arms at all times, but she didn’t say it outright.
—  may pang quoted in linda mccartney: the biography, danny fields
No decency II Pt.1

There were two things you despised in your current situation. The first thing accrued to be that your mom decided to move in with her new husband. The second one was that playboy number one Jeon Jungkook turns out to be your new stepbrother. As your parents spontaneously go on vacation you and Jungkook have to deal with the building tension between the two of you until an upcoming house party leaves you panting underneath him.


genre: stepbrother!jungkook, dom!jungkook, smut

word count: 9.8k

The music was loud enough to wake you up. With a tired hand you grabbed your phone from your night stand to see that it was just six in the morning. At least two hours of your holy sleep got taken and it made you furious. Who the hell was that ignorant to think of getting ready with such an amount of noises at this time of day. Sure thing it had to be Jeon Jungkook. Your dear new stepbrother whom you knew was the iconic playboy of your college had no decency. It was not the first time such a morning was presented to you.Groaning you tried to open your eyes against the light of your phone while shoving the warm sheets off your body. Heavy steps followed as you dragged yourself to the bathroom across your bedroom. It turned out that the suspect had forgotten to close the door so that the music flowed around the floor to your own bedroom. It was too much for you and this is why you just stormed inside. Why had he to fuck your mind at this rate? Your sleep was something you treasured and now you will not be able to get it soon. “The fuck! Jungkook! Turn the fucking volume down before I kill you”, you shouted brows furrowed with anger. But just at this moment your eyes accustomed to the bright light of the bathroom’s lamp. Shock traced your tired features. Jungkook looked at you with confusion and amusement as he saw why you were so shook. Your own fault for barging in on another person as he took a shower, he thought. One of his hands pulling up the towel around his waist a grin spread across his face.

“Y/n, don’t you think it’s rude to barge in on me after taking a shower?”, his low teasing voice filled the room, “If you really want to get a glance at my naked body you just have to ask. I won’t refuse such a wish of my cute little stepsister.”

Avoiding your gaze from his toned chest and those delicious looking abs was not an easy task. This is why you stared at him with wide eyes while his dark wet hair caused drops of water to fall onto his naked torso. A loud gulp was heard whereas Jungkook turned his body in your direction. Not even the small towel could hide what lay underneath it. The piece of cloth hung loose on his hips so that the outline of a light path of hair was left at the hem of it. Your eyes traced it only for a short time but long enough for him to notice.

“Like what you see?”, Jungkook’s voice got an octave lower. You seemed not to realize the missing distance that separated your bodies before his voice woke you from your trance.

“Fuck off, okay? Just turn this shitty music off. Have you no decency?”, you said, turning on your heels. “Better try to adapt in this family or you get a beating.” Those were the words before you pulled out the plug of his music box.

Jungkook clearly was amused as he watched your actions. He developed a thing for your little outburst the last few weeks. Low giggles escaped his throat:“How would she even try to beat me?”


Fuming you tried to get some more sleep but it was impossible. After discovering Jungkook half naked with droplets of water running down his perfect chest your thoughts hung upon this picture. Sparks of the moment appeared every time you closed your eyes wherefore you decided to go through your stuff for the upcoming exam. Concentrated work distracted you from the images of your stepbrother until your mother called for breakfast.

Slowly you got downstairs turning around as you saw that he appeared right behind you. Without saying anything your movements got faster. You would not deal with him twice a day. Jungkook only grinned at you actions. He knew that it would not be long before he would have you, he was sure about that. Right after meeting you he planed to crush your daily life and your oh so holy pretending of a happy family. Therefore he just had to wait for the right opportunity to catch you.

“Sit down, we have to announce something”, your mother made sure that you both had your breakfast as she and her husband sat across the two of you. “As you both know your dad and I didn’t have a chance to go on our honeymoon. Please, y/n, before you say something let me speak. A few days ago we booked a flight for two weeks to Australia. This means we have to speak about some rules while we are gone.”

Shock washed over you. Was she for real right now? They wanted to go on vacation, sure thing, but this meant for you and Jungkook to be alone for two whole weeks? Disbelief sneaked up to you face as you stared at your mom. There was no way you would both survive those weeks. Neither he would be thrown out by you or killed. Another option was just impossible.

“But this is wonderful! We will get along so well, don’t worry”, Jungkook spoke while laying his arm around your shoulders. Your natural instinct was to wiggled his arm down but to your surprise he gripped you even harder. “We won’t stand in your way if you want to have a romantic holiday.”

The boy’s eyebrows shot up while winking at your parents. Even your mom’s cheeks flushed at his actions. Was there anybody you could resist his charms? Satisfying enough, there was you.

“To be honest, we would fly even without your blessings my son”, his father interfered with a slight smile. “But you two have to follow some rules if you don’t want to be left with your grandma beside you.”

The boy next to you stiffened. It seamed he would never allow his father to organise some sort of babysitter for him.

“First parties”, he continued, “Throw them but if anything precious is shattered or some of your friends touch my car I will chop your heads off. Second cleaning. Just make sure that after we are back our house is sparkling.”

“We even made a list for the things you have to do. And y/n, if you want to use the pool, there is an annual on how to use the pump…”


After your breakfast you were more exhausted than this early morning as Jungkook woke you up. All the instructions were written down by your parents. It would have been so relaxing if there were not the hot dork you were forced to live with. Why had your parents allowed to throw parties in the first place? You knew there would not be a single evening without a huge amount of salacious girls and drunken boys running around the house. Even now you could feel how a headache loomed behind your forehead. On your way to your lecture you could hear how footsteps approached you.

“Y/n, just so you know let them have their awaited honeymoon”, a low voice began to speak. Your own eyes rolled up you stopped.

“You know what? I don’t even care just don’t get on my fucking nerves while they are gone”, your tone showed how annoyed you actually were. You really did not care if they were gone but you wanted a little peace from him even if it was just in college. That was the reason why you resumed your path to the huge building in front of you.

“Why so prickly”, a laugh followed, “I don’t want anything from you. But a few guys will be sleeping over for some days.”

With that he was gone. Could this day be any more worse? First you woke up at six in the morning, found Jungkook in the bathroom, your parents wanted to leave you with this womaniser and now you had to deal with guys you never got to know in your own house? Yes, it was definitely a headache you had.


“But y/n that is so damn awesome, what is your problem?”, Mina, your best friend, stated as you told her how you had a horrible morning. Even the news that occurred to be a nightmare to you let her light eyes sparkle. She had a thing for Jungkook and his friends unlike you even though you both knew that they played on another league as the two of you. They would never mind toying with the feelings of other girls. You knew Jungkook as well as his buddies had some kind of reputation as the hottest but most dangerous guys on the campus. You were even sure that they had more than half of the female population in bed.

“Don’t you get it, Mina? If my mom is gone I will be the one who has to look after all the mess he and his friends will make of our house. This is why I’m so pissed.”

Mina looked at you a half worried half excited expression on her face. The green grass you sat on quiet warm as you ran your hands over it nervous. In your head there were countless situations you were sure would be present in no time why you were uneasy and tried to find solutions before such things might happen.

“Y/n, I will be by your side. Let me stay at your house as long as his friends stay and everything will turn out to be alright, yeah?”, she tried to calm you down but you knew she just wanted to come over to spy on Jungkook.

“Promise me that you won’t play dirty tricks to get closer to them!”

A sneaky grin appeared on her face. Her green eyes sparkling brighter than before. “Oh you have no idea.”

The rest of your break you discussed on how you were able to make his life as hard as possible. After talking to Mina your head felt a little lighter because you knew you would not have to stand alone against the boys that would be at your house this evening. If you had known that this was just the smallest of your problems.


“So just be careful and protect your stepsister, Jungkook”, were the last words of your parents who waved at you through the window of your mom’s car. A fake smile plastered on both your faces you also waved them goodbye for their long awaited vacation. The foul feeling that spread through your body as you watched how their car left only got worse while you heard Jungkook laugh next to you.

“What’s so funny?”

“Y/n, you need to chill. Seriously I’m not gonna eat you”, the boy started with a flashy smile that showed his bunny teeth. If you would not know better you would have sort of it as pretty cute, “Unless you want me to eat you out.”

This guy was too much. With loud footsteps you marched back inside.

“For real leave me alone you dork”, you stated, “Mina is coming over so stay with the guys in your room. Unless you want me to kill you.”

“Copying someone phrases is a sign for adoration”, Jungkook grinned back at you an eyebrow pulled up.

“Just shut up.”

“Ah y/n, just so you know. Friday we throw a party. Your appearance Is highly appreciated. And your friends as well, so join us”, the good looking boy told you with a final glance in your direction before he went towards the garage. “Going to buy some stuff for over the weekend.”

You said nothing. At least the parties did no begin today or tomorrow. So you had time to prepare where to sleep because you did not want to stay when he partied with his friends and countless drunken girls who threw themselves at him.


Around evening the bell rang for the first time. In hopes that it was Mina who you thought was punctual one time it was not her as you opened the front door. The sight in front of you left you quite speechless. A boy your age maybe one or two years older stood at your entrance, some bottles of liquor in his hands. His hair had the colour of a light orange that perfectly fit his taint. His clothes were simple, a white shirt, black ripped jeans and black boots. Just the light blue leather jacket was what caught your eye except for the handsomeness of the guy. Confused dark eyes looked down on you as you just stood there in awe.

“Uhm..”, he cleared his throat and glanced at the address as well as your last name. “Isn’t Jeon Jungkook living here?”

Perplexed you shook yourself. So this freaking beautiful guy is one of the fuck boys Jungkook invited over? Another term was just not fit for his friends.

“Yes”, was the only word you spoke before pointing at the white staircase behind you. “Last door at the right.”

The boy’s eyebrows shot up. Jungkook had never mentioned that he actually had a sister. It was quiet a shock for him.

“I’m Jimin, sorry for the intrusion.”

Dumbfounded you nodded as he stepped in and smiled at you. Oh, he was attractive. The heart of yours began to race a little but before you could respond to Jimin a familiar voice was heard from above you.

“Hey Jimin!”

Annoyed you closed the door. Sure thing Jungkook would come run downstairs as he heard the voice of his best friend.

“Why have you never told me that you have such an adorable sister, Kookie?”, Jimin said while looking at you with dark eyes. Gulping you could not resist his gaze.

“Jimin y/n, y/n Jimin”, Jungkook pointed his hand towards you then to Jimin and back. Annoyance was heard through another feeling you could not grasp. “Nothing worth telling you.”

A little hurt you shrugged your shoulders: “He’s always like this. Maybe you should teach him some manners, Jimin.”

Jungkook stared at you in disbelief. You were in no position to say something like this in front of Jimin. He clenched and stuck out his jaw but before he could give you a heavy remark Jimin cleared his throat again.

“Guys chill out. We will go upstairs, Kookie”, the orange haired boy suggested. One last nod in your direction he pushed Jungkook in the direction of the staircase the boy came running down a moment ago.

“Dude, why have you never told me that after your dad’s marriage, you had to live with such a hottie?”, Jimin whispered in the boys ear as they strolled up the stairs.

“Don’t even think about it. She is off limits, understood?”, Jungkook’s voice was laced with a silent warning. As if to defend himself Jimin held his hands up.

“A little flirt is allowed, isn’t it?”

Jungkook closed the door behind him. “If I see you toying with her I’m going to rip that dick of yours out.”

With that the boys dropped the theme of you and began to plan the party they wanted to throw two day from now on.


It was nearly six as Mina finally appeared. Two other times you opened the ringing door just so see that some guys you knew slightly visited. Taehyung and Yoongi, two especially dangerous guys were now staying in your stepbrother’s room. Unfortunately it made you nervous to know that four extremely hot but characteristically low guys were in the room next to you.

Mina and you had decided to watch some movie as your TV was huge. Popcorn and Soda spread across the coffee table while the newest action movie was presented on TV. You had told her who was also in here already but as you wanted to drop the topic she continue sly tried to hold it up. At ten you heard as loud footsteps approached the big living room. Hadn’t you told Jungkook to just leave you alone and stay with his friends in his room? He already planned a house party to which you not even complained about in front of him.

“Ladies, what are you watchin’?”, a gruff voice reached your ears. Taehyung stood right behind the sofa you sat on. His cologne filling the room immediately. As well as Jimin Taehyung and Yoongi were utterly handsome you had to admit. The boy had light brown hair that fell onto his forehead. His clothing style was rather special as he wore a shirt with Petit flowers and tight jeans to brown flaps. Taehyung smelled rich and looked rich. But his actions were quiet poor, you knew.

“You know the new Marvel movie?”, Mina prompted before you had the chance to speak.

“Are you for real? Did it begin just now? Mind if we join you?”

You gave Mina a glance that told her to shut up but as you knew her long enough she just smiled brightly at Taehyung: “Sit with us! We can just wind the movie back.”

Would it not be for the safety of your manners you would have asked her if she has lost her sanity but a second later you saw three other figures storming in the room. The boy seriously had no decency. Now the six of you shared the huge sofa of yours. Annoyed was not the right term to describe what you felt. More like a feeling of irritation and frustration at the same time. Even though the sofa of yours was one of the hugest Jimin, who sat next to you, leaned way too much on you. Not that you hated it. It made you nervous to the point you shifted your body in Minas on your right.

“Y/n, what the hell. I don’t wanna cuddle you!”, the black haired girl whispered.

“Me neither but put up with it”, you whispered back.

The handsome boy next to you had the nerve to lean in even closer. Just as you were about to ask what he wanted you felt his mouth dangerously close to your ear. His fragrance that was strong from the beginning filled your nostrils again.

“Y/n, don’t you like it?”, his melodious voice whispered into your ear.

You nodded to his surprise and leaned back immediately. Ah, he did not understand. You did like it too much but admitting it right in front of your stepbrother who stared at you two with a piercing gaze told you to hold back. Regret sneaked through you as you watched as Jimin sank down next to you.

“Jimin, I just think it is not so good in front of Jungkook”, you told him honestly.

“He doesn’t care, y/n. Believe me”, he smiled slightly as he leaned back in. His plump lips were so kissable, you thought. If you would not sit in front of his friends you would have no shame to do it. You knew what his character had to look like if he was best friends with your womanising stepbrother but a taste was a taste. So you also began to slip further next to Jimin. What other force was driving you? Because you pulled his head down so that he could hear you better.

“Are you here on friday, too?”, you asked in a whispered voice that was laced with a little excitement.

A small grin played around his lips: “Of course I am. Why do you ask?”

“With encouraging liquor we may hold an interesting conversation then”, you told him as he bit is plump red bottom lip. How you wanted to taste it.

“I hope you mean what I just understood”, he giggled eyes crinkled.

“Someone wanna grab a bite outside?”, Jungkook’s voice was pretty loud as he spoke. “The movie is over so let’s go, I’m hungry.”

To your surprise the movie was really over now. You had missed the last parts as you tried to find a good position next to Jimin and the few sentences you exchanged. The tension that was built between you two was as if it never existed as Jimin and the other guys stood up.

“Can you also buy me something?”, Mina asked but Jungkook was rushing out. “Guess this was a no.”

“See ya, y/n”, you heard Jimin who stood in the door, “I’m excited for friday.”

“Y-yeah”, you stuttered as you saw that Jungkook’s view was on his friend. And the expression on his face told you you had annoyed him for once as you flirted with his friend. Although Jimin was so damn hot you knew more than flirting was impossible. You were not as dumb as all the other girls that fell for their tricks. At least you thought you would be smarter than them but this aspect was destroyed as you did a grave mistake.


The next one and a half days later you and your best friend made yourself ready for the upcoming party you wanted to attend. Luckily you would not have to run around at night to get home because your stepbrother decided to throw one right were you lived. You already heard the boys who were preparing the technical things such as a fogging machine and the speakers. Food as well as plenty of alcohol was presented on a long counter the guys had set up in your living room. You did not know how many people were expected but at the amount of provisions a few. Jimin spent the last day at your house as well. The exchanged glances and short conversations made you quiver in excitement. Only the death wishing glances of Jungkook bothered you.

You found yourself in between a pile of clothes that Mina threw out of your closet.

“Can you stop throwing my stuff?”, you laughed as one of you tops hit your head.

“I wouldn’t have to throw it all out if you would have at least one fucking thing that doesn’t calls ‘mommy’s girl'”, Mina’s muffled voice came out of your closet. “How can you have a walk-in wardrobe without sexy clothes?”

Frustration pushed through her calm surface.

“In my opinion I have plenty of sexy dresses!”, you tried to defend your poor taste. “But why should I even wear something like this?”

Mina’s head popped up. “For real, y/n? You think you will ever catch someone’s attention if you dress like a grade schooler?”

You did not understand. Jimin was a flirt nothing more and except from him there was no one here who caught your attention. There is.., you shook your head. This thought should not come up again. “I guarantee you third will be slutty girls who are running around Jungkook”, a not expected bitterness was caught in your voice but you ignored it.

Your friend jumped out of her hideout. A seductive grin playing on her lips while unfolding the one piece of clothing you had hid in the last corner of your wardrobe.

“Forget it. I’m not weaning this”, you escalated whereas Mina held your arm. No escaping for you.

“It matches my own dress y/n, so chill out okay? You will look gorgeous.”

About an hour later you two were ready. Mina had done your make up, hair and even coaxed you into the outfit she had chosen. She herself wore a tight purple dress that ended a few inches above her knee. It suited her as she were a delicate girl with long black hair and light eyes. If the boys would not fly on her you would not believe in god any more. Although you knew that she was not an angel and had slept with numerous guys already she was so dear to you that you wanted to protect her like she protected you all the time. Her confidence had reached levels yours would never scratch at. And this was the reason why you tried to pull the way too short silk black dress down since Mina forced you into it. You found it too revealing because the back cut-out reached nearly to your coccyx as well as the shortness of its lengths. Anxiety flooded you while you thought that your butt might be shown to everyone in the room.

“Y/n, stop it. Nothing can be seen. Except for your legs, back and your boobs”, your best friend teased you. Nudging she threw her arm around your waist. “Let’s have fun. But give me the key to your parents bedroom. I will not fuck in here.”

Disbelief washed over your face to which Mina laughed even more than before. “A joke!”

“Do what you want but not in my room, Mina”, you warned but smiled at her.


The bass drowned the music as the both of you made your way downstairs. You had expected many people but the storm that filled your house was more than you would have conceded. Your eyes followed countless of girls and boys already drunk. Most of the female guests wore more revealing pieces of clothes than you had on with higher shoes than Minas. You both exchanged glances before laughing.

“Guess Jungkook knows how to party”, the black haired girl shouted next to your ear. A slight nod was all you could manage to do.

As you went from your living room to your garden more and more unfamiliar faces appeared before you. Maybe a hand full of girls and boys you could recognize but the rest were strangers you had never seen. They must be friends from the other guys, you guessed while walking further onto your terrace. Fortunately the pool still was untouched and you hoped this would be the case the whole time. Dancing people crossed your path as Mina and you made your way inside again. Neither Jungkook nor Jimin got in your sight so you decided to be the silent watcher at the moment. Mina went to grab some drinks before she joined you standing at the kitchen counter.

“Have you seen anybody familiar? How about the host? I have to tell him about the pool”, you raised your voice against the loud music. Instead of answering Mina shook her head.

As you waited for Jungkook to appear you girls drank a bit and started moving to the beats. The dance floor that contained the main space of your living room was overflowing with lascivious moving girls. Shouts of different groups of boys animated these female guests to move even slutty.

“Why are they degrading themselves like this?”, you shouted to Mina.

“Attention whoring”, her amused voice dragged it’s way to your own ears, “How about drinking this liquid courage and going down with the girls?”

You contemplated for a moment but decided to do as Mina said. Why not? You had not to roll your body down like them but a little dance session with your bestie was a nice idea. Swallowing the last sips of you courageous drink gave you enough confidence for going. The both of you run on the improvised dance floor all eyes on you girls. Maybe the female clients were rolling against each other but you and your friend had all the attention. Dancing like crazy Mina shouted at you what you unfortunately did not understand. But right that moment your gaze flew to a figure you hoped to see all evening. Jimin stood to your right side where you were just minutes ago. His orange hair stuck out of the mass just like the handsome boy beside him. Jungkook and Jimin seemingly flirting with a small group of girls. Of course he would not hold back even if he knew that you will be present at the party.

“Guess all the little allusion lead into nothing”, you say to Mina in a slightly disappointed tone. The girl followed your eyes and nodded sadly at you.

“Hadn’t expected nothing less from him, so it’s a'right”, you assured her with a wink.

To be pretty honest it was exactly what you had thought he would do anyway. He was Jungkook’s best friend so it was crystal clear that his actions would go in this direction. Better your rational judgement you caught yourself looking a few times his way. Of course he had his hands on two girls at the same time. Your head snapped around as you saw that his gaze scanned the room. To your satisfaction Jimin as well as Jungkook seemed bothered by something which caused a light smile to appear on your face.

“Y/n, I’ve seen some delicious looking guy at ten”, Mina wiggled her eyebrows, “Can I leave you for good reasons? I’ll be back in an hour.” With that, Mina danced her way around the other guests to get to her living destination. You had no doubts that she would wrap him around his little finger in no time so you turned on your heel to return to your previous place in the kitchen. A new drink was exactly what you needed although Jungkook and his friend were present, too. Unfortunately you have not seen anybody you knew enough to hang out with. So the alcohol was your friend for the next hour.

It was quiet difficult to find a way through the mass of people that stormed your living room. Mostly girls stood in your way but in no time you reached the kitchen. Kind of exhausted you searched for the next bottle of alcohol and found it at the top of your kitchen shelf. It was your mom’s husband’s expensive liquor you filled your glass with. Your first sip burned your throat but it was so good you did not mind. Satisfied you placed it back behind the cheaper bottles so that nobody would see it or try to snatch it away from you. Just as you were about to take another gulp someone pressed his body right into your own from behind. Perplexed you swallowed your drink a little too fast.

“How are you going to pay for something this expansive, Baby?”, a low melodious voice grazed your ear, “Why don’t you turn around to show me your beautiful face?”

What the hell, was he for real? You did expect Jimin or some stranger who would run straight to Jungkook to tell tales but he himself?

“Are you crazy?”, fuming you turned around as far as his body allowed you to, to see that shock traced the boy’s seductive features. Jungkook stood so damn near you that you could feel his breath on your face. His scent was laced with a strong cologne, alcohol and mint. Would it not be Jungkook who stood in front of you in his black shirt with tight black jeans and raven hair that fell softly on his forehead you would not mind getting closer to the boy. But it was not anybody. It was Jungkook.

“Oh fuck, y/n?”, disbelieving he stared down your body not moving an inch, “You look amazing!”

Compliments? Your eyebrows shot up. Was he that drunk already?

“I didn’t recognize you in this..man, this revealing dress”, Jungkook continued.

Flushed cheeks followed his words that seemed to be just a defence for his actions.

“Yeah, so, mind if you give me some space?”, your voice trailed off as he started to raise his hand to grab the bottle you have had in your hands. Leaning over you he picked up a glass and poured the liquidity in it.

“For real, y/n, since when are you having such a nice outfit? I didn’t know you were capable of pulling off such a sexy dress.”

As he would not move you tried to escape his warm body. It was too much for you. Not that he was one of the most annoying persons in your life, no, he also drove you crazy. The alcohol was not your saviour in this situation, you were sure.

“Jungkook, fuck off”, you scoffed, “I have not the nerves to deal with your so called compliments.”

Now you stood next to each other leaning against the counter of your kitchen. Then Jungkook moved in your direction to scan you again.

“Come on, I mean it. Sincerely, y/n”, he tried to calm you down, “I really did not know it was you or do you think I would flirt with you?”

His actions were suspicious. You have not figured out in what way but there was something.

You shook your head. Maybe the amount of alcohol he already had swallowed made him weak.

“So why don’t you wander off to your cute little toys and have a fun night?”, you said as you tried to avoid looking at him, “Just like Jimin does.”

Did you really say this right now? You cursed yourself. This drink was definitely the last.

“So this is what’s bothering you?”, a small smile played around his red lips. Only then you noticed that his bottom lip was certainly bigger then the one above. Since when had he closed the distance again?

“No it’s not bothering me!”, you tried to defend yourself. Without success because Jungkook leaned in again. This time brushing your hair behind your ear.

He was so drunk, you were sure about that. Never has he tried to touch you..or has he? Your mind was clouded.

“Maybe Jimin wants you but isn’t allowed to touch you, y/n”, the boy got closer until his mouth was brushing against your now free ear. Goosebumps made its way on your arms. The physically reaction was not unnoticed as Jungkook slid his big, veiny hands across your arms.

“Wh-what the hell, Jungkook?”, you whispered back eyes wide with shock. What was going on? Did he not see that it was you who stood before him? “What do you mean by ‘not allowed’?”

The golden boy’s lips turned upwards again. “I told Jimin you are off limits and as he is my best friend he will not try anything again.”

Your stare was showing many emotions at the same time. Confusing, anger, arousal.

“Who on earth gives you the right to-”

“I want you, y/n”, Jungkook interrupted your outburst, “Ever wanted you. Since moving in. Believe me or not but I have seen you watching me.”

Cold sweat ran down your back. Since when did he even notice that you were watching him? You always tried to hide your interest in the playboy who turned out to be your stepbrother. In college you and Mina watched his every step. But as he moved in with his dad you repressed your interest in him completely. All the bickering you have done was to avoid him and his good looks that drove you insane at night.

“So what? You are clearly drunk, go fuck off already”, your hand began to shake as he not moved again. It was not the right time especially since you would feel bad for finding him so deliciously sexy. How he stood there, a cheeky grin spread across his lightly tanned face. Dark, chocolate coloured eyes looking way too far down your body.

“Okay, I will not pull anything again but let’s talk. We never had a decent conversation.”

A sceptical expression was drawing your features. Both of you stared neither on the drinks or the people dancing in the big room in front of the kitchen.

Jungkook broke the short silence: “Where is your friend? Mina, right?”

You shot a glance at his watch. In your head you calculated the time she disappeared until now.

“Guess she is fucking some guy in my room.”

Jungkook swallowed hard as he tried to repress a laugh. Never had he thought that you would let someone fuck in your bed unless it would be yourself.

“And here I am, thinking how nice and cute your friend was. But afterwards she is just some naughty girl”, he shook his head lightly giggling.

“You don’t have to speak, Jungkook. Rumours say you fucked nearly all girls on campus.”

At this remark the boy went silent. You had to check if he was okay so you turned your attention to the boy next to you. To your surprise he was looking you straight in the eyes.

“And what about you?”, interest sparkled in his dark eyes while he watched heat rushing into your face.

“I’m not the type to fuck someone and throw them out afterwards and neither the other way around, if this is what you want to know”, you drowned your drink after this confession. After your first boyfriend you only had a one-night-stand once and it was an awful memory. Sneaking out of someone’s house in the morning, walking the walk of shame and having worse sex was not what you wanted. And after that seeing this person was rather awkward so you kept your hands off of those things.

“Love making, how boring”, Jungkook’s voice brought back, “No wonder you’re always so tense. You need a good fuck.” A loud snort followed.

Your hand in your hair you rolled your eyes. Yes it was two years ago you last had someone but to hear it from Mr. 1 playboy did not help.

“Jungkook that was over the top, I’m going to find someone just as you suggested!”, voice trailed with annoyance you turned to go. As if you would just go and find someone but standing so close to Jungkook while talking about your sex life was too much.

“Y/n! This was not what I suggested!”, his loud voice shouted behind you. How was you so dense, he thought. A little joke and you exploded. And right that moment you found Jimin. He was making out with a thin blond with huge tits. But as you walked past him his eyes shot open and he freed himself out of the girls claws. You ignored it just wanting to get some fresh air while waiting for Mina to finish her business. Behind you you could hear soft voices that drowned the bass of the music. A final glance back you saw how Jimin stared wide eyed at Jungkook. They both discussed something before your stepbrother took steps in your direction.

“Y/n!”, Jungkook was right behind you, “Come on, don’t be pissed about what I said. It was a joke! Don’t be a party pooper.”

“I’m not pissed”, you exhaled loudly, “Maybe you were just right about getting a good fuck.”

Silence answered you. You shoved this out burst on the way the cool air clouded your judgement. The time was ticking and as you wanted to make sure that Jungkook was still there an arm shot forward to pull you against his body. Dizzy you looked in Jungkook’s angelic face to see that his bunny teeth were showing.

“Just say yes, y/n. I make sure it’s worth your time”, he whispered closing the remaining distance of your faces. His nose brushed against yours while his hands slipped to your waist.

Before you could even think you pressed your lips on his. Unnoticeable shock turned into arousal as the boy smiled victoriously into the kiss. Heat rushed down your own body and as your tipsy mind evaluated the rights and wrongs in your actions. Your mind came to no solution as the golden boy pressed his hips into yours. If he would not hold you by your waist you might have fallen at the pressure of his own hips. The kisses you exchanged were soft delicate ones. Just with time lust washed in waves through your body until you clung on your stepbrother.

“Let’s go upstairs”, Jungkook loosened his grip to grab your shaking hand. His lips looked swollen and quiet red from your lipstick. You said nothing but let him lead you the way through the partying people to the beginning of the white staircase.

“Wait. My room is occupied by Mina”, you told him as you dropped dead in your tracks.

Dark unfathomable eyes focused on you. “My room.”

His free hand rushed down his stomach to the bulge in his pants. You guessed it was not the time to discuss the place. Large steps pulled you behind Jungkook as he rushed up the stairs. Noises came out of your room as well as out of the bathroom but you did not care. Your focus lay on the wide back of the boy in front of you. His raven locks moved with every strong step he took,you noticed for the first time. At the end of the floor he stopped fishing for the key inside his pocket. With fast hands he opened the door and dragged you inside. Jungkook locked the door whereas you headed straight for the bed. The black high heels were kicked off your feet as you slid further on the king sized bed in the middle of the room. Your surroundings were just a blur as the tall guy turned around lust in his chocolate eyes.

“I don’t think you have the right to sit so comfortably on my bed, princess”, his voice got lower, darker and seductive, “My room, my rules.”

You did not mind the pet name rather his comanding tone. You did not move what made Jungkook storm in front of you.

“Come here, right now. I won’t repeat it”, his low voice warned. The softness that laced his melodious voice was completely gone. This was the reason you obeyed his demand. Slowly you stood up, looking him right in his darkening eyes. His hands found their way to their place on your hips while he pulled you in for a passionate long kiss. His swollen lips moving furiously on yours that made you weak on your knees. Now that you were bare feet he had to lean down to give you his delicious kisses. Your own hands wrapped around his neck playing with his raven hair that was slightly curled. His tongue brushed softly at your bottom lip waiting for entrance and just a moment later he sucked your own tongue. The golden boy knew his way around as he made you moan with just his heated kisses. This sound alone drove Jungkook insane and he moved his hips into your stomach quite violently. He was hard since he got hold of you in the kitchen. This fucking short dress revealed too much to stay sane, he thought. Right then he could not wait any longer but so did you.

“On your knees, princess”, he demanded heavily breathing from all the passionate kisses you gave him.

Your obedience followed and in no time you sat in front of Jungkook who looked at you his body looming before your own. Your hand slid slowly from his calves to his muscular clothed thighs. He was tense you could feel it as his muscles twitched. While you gazed his toned legs and his prominent bulge with your hands Jungkook opened his belt. In slow motion he continued his actions with the rest of his jeans and in one go pulled them down. The outline of his dick was so strong that you reached out to brush your fingers against it. A muffled sound escaped Jungkook as he watched you in awe. Here you were on your knees, smeared lipstick looking hungry at his own dick how long had he wanted to have you.

“How about you undress me, y/n”, his voice woke you from your starring. Your eyes flew to his face fluttering with your eyelashes whereas you stood up the hem of his black shirt in your hands. You slowly pulled it up tracing every inch of new revealed skin with your eyes. Once his shirt was torn off you gave Jungkook a long sluggish kiss before you kissed his perfect jaw. Your lips wandered further down until they hung on his hot neck. Your tongue worked as soothing material while your teeth marked his skin. You knew he liked it because the grip he developed over the minutes became more forceful. Quiet whimpers left his mouth as you worked your way on his chest to his abs. The smeared red lipstick left a few wet marks that showed your path of kisses down his half naked body. You stopped at the hem of his dark boxers. At this point you wanted to be the one in charge this is why you pulled his underwear down. Jungkook seemed not to care as his hard member sprung free. He was even bigger than what you had imagined a pulsating vein drawing its line from the base to the top.

One last glance at the boys face you began to pepper kisses at his swollen tip. How long was he hard? You did not care and teased as you licked your way from his base over and over again. Sweet relief not given for the golden boy.

“If you do it again I’m shoving my dick in that pretty mouth of yours. So do it properly, princess”, his voice showed signs frustration but a way too sweet tone was covering it nearly completely.

“Don’t be rude otherwise you will get nothing, Jungkook”, you tried to go against him but without success. Jungkook only smirked down at you not believing any word you just said.

Snorting you pierced his eyes before leaning down taking the red tip in your mouth. You hollowed your cheeks and peered to the boys face. He returned your gaze with hungry wild eyes. Your two hands were brought to the outside of his big thighs as you deepened your mouth onto his dick. A loud moan reached your ears while you started to suck at his dick that fit partly in your mouth. Slowly you leaned in even further until his member hit the back of your throat.

“Stay still, princess”, Jungkook motioned to caress your cheek before he grabbed your hair in his big hand. His fist enclosed around it why you could not move one bit. “Hit my thighs if you have enough. And you have to inhale deeply if I say ‘now’.”

Wide eyes looked at him. The only deep throating you tried out was disastrous for your ex-boyfriend as well as for you. This situation was quite scary to you why Jungkook loosened his grip shortly for you to say something. With a loud plop his dick was free and you started to speak: “Please be gentle.”

Your were not even sure if he knew what this word meant but his mouth formed a rather warm smile as he patted your head to take away your fear. A slight nod signalized him to continue his plans. The former solid grip of his hand was back at its place in your hair. Trembling hands gripped the boys thighs again while his focus laid on your mouth. Jungkook positioned his dick right before your open mouth and he could swear it was the most tempting moment he had experienced since he discovered the opposite gender.

After a last check on you Jungkook’s voice filled the room: “Now.”

With that word you inhaled deeply before he glided his dick as deep in your mouth as he was long. The back of your throat was reached too fast for his liking why he pushed all of his length even further than that. He could hear a few gags before his member blocked your windpipe. Just then a loud animalic groan left his chest. Your throat contracted so deliciously around him that he would have come if you had not hit his thighs lightly. Without a second thought he slipped out of your mouth. You coughed a little while inhaling as much oxygen as your lungs allowed.

“Not bad, princess”, Jungkook’s voice was gruff but you could hear his lust in it. He panted lightly as he smeared your last remaining bit of lipstick across your cheek. Then he positioned himself again to begin fucking your mouth. You felt tears dwelling up as he slowly moved his hips in and out of you. He sped up as he saw that your saliva flowed out of the edges across your lips to your delicate chin. Why were you so damn hot, he had to stop countless times as he was so near to his release without even tasting you.

A plopping sound echoed trough Jungkook’s room as he pulled himself reluctantly out of your wet mouth. By this time your lace panties were soaked. Droplets of your arousal ran down your legs why you pressed them together. You needed at least a little friction you noticed. While sucking him your own desires wandered to the back of your head but were even more prominent right as he stopped penetrating your throat.

Whimpers left your mouth. “Jungkook, I can’t wait any longer. I need you.”

The boys actions were faster than light. In no time he removed the dress off of your body. With one swift move he lifted you from your place at his feet and threw you onto his huge bed. Your body was covered by his as he kissed you, elbows beside your head.

“You look stunning”, he grinned into the kiss. Big hands wandering over your skin to the sealing of you black bra. Experienced fingers opened it in one go. Your bra flew to your dress as well as your panties that were removed by his strong fingers as well. His body hovered over you with sparkling dark brown eyes, hungry for what will happen next.

How long you wanted him. All the months you had repressed the feeling Jeon Jungkook set free inside your stomach. You might not like his actions in general but right now you did not care. The tension that always seemed touchable finally got released and your anxiety turned into excitement as you saw him above you. His raven locks were wet and hung upon his unfathomable eyes that loomed centimetres away. Strong hands holding him up as his toned torso was laced with light sweat. Ethereal, is what you thought. Handsomeness on another level. Never did you want anyone as much as you wanted Jeon Jungkook right now.

“Will you stare at me the whole night?”, your voice dragged the golden boy back as he was in trance at the sight before him. You got pretty impatient because of the missing friction your tingling heat needed.

What followed were sloppy heated kisses before Jungkook’s hands traced the curves of your body. He wanted to take his time but you urged him in finally sleeping with you. A wet trail was left on your pale skin as he kissed his way down to your breasts. He marked you with hickeys and bit down on your delicate skin. Jungkook’s actions were rather rough as he played with your breasts. You ran your own hands through the boys locks while he played with your sensitive spots on your mounds. One hand slid down across your stomach, the other stayed at your breast massaging it with his big hand. Finally he reached between your legs to stroke your bundle of nerves. His thumb circled around it numerous times, every once in a while pressing hard onto it. The more the boys stroked you the louder your voice got. As he hovered two fingers above your folds you held your breath. Jungkook coated his fingers with your juices to see how ready you were. Satified he slipped both his long fingers inside your warmth. Immediately you felt how you tightened around him. Loud moans slipped out your open mouth and you could not stop yourself as he pounded his fingers mercilessly inside you.

“So eager, princess?”, he joked while focusing on your face, “Just look at you. Heavy panting underneath her stepbrother while throwing a party. And I thought your friend was the naughty one.”

You let his remark slip as long as he will not stop his movements. But right as your release approached he pulled his fingers out. Glistering wetness moistened his digits.

“So wet for me”, he stated while bringing his fingers up to his red lips. His tongue sucked at his digits until they were clean. “You taste absolutely sweet, just as I imagined.”

“I don’t care, just fuck me already!”, your voice was louder than expected but you did not care as long as he would finally move his hips into yours.

Jungkook went to the drawer of his night stand to get a condom. To your relief he was quick to put it on.

“Come here”, he said while pulling you down to the edge of his bed.

You propped yourself up on your elbows to see the actions that happened while your stepbrother positioned his hard dick at your wet entrance. One swift movement of his hips and he was finally filling you up. You both remained still as he let you adjust to his prominent size. A short while later you began to squirm underneath him.

“You know you are so fucking tight. How long had you no sex?”, Jungkook said breath stuck in his throat. The smallest movement of your hips might bring his explosion.

“Just..a while”, you admitted. Your head shooting up to the sudden rotation of his hips. Both moaning at the friction caused by his actions.

“Fuck, y/n, I can barely move.”

Instead of responding you grabbed his face between your hands and kissed him again passionately. The clash of your teeth was heard as you pressed your lips on his over ans over again. Your breathing stopped while the clashing of lips and his fastening thrusts. By the time he was pounding as hard as he could to get you to your climax. Meanwhile your head dropped on the sheets and your free hands grabbed them as hard as they could because of his violently thrusts that caused you to jump up and down. Mercilessly he held your legs in position.

“I won’t last pretty much longer”, he pressed trough gritted teeth.

Golden Jungkook freed one of his hands for you to come. His thumb found its way down at you clit to rub you over the edge. It came suddenly but as he furiously stroked it you could feel how the coin inside your stomach began to turn. The fire in the pit of your stomach spread through your squirming body. Your nerves were drawn together before loosening and turning the coin around.

“Jungkook!”, you nearly screamed as your orgasm washed over you. Like a mantra you repeated his name louder every time another wave flooded you.

Your voice calling out for him at this rate was enough for Jungkook to go wild. It was just like the most beautiful melody he had ever heard as he pounded even harder than before brows furrowed of exhaustion. You could see how sweat pooled on his toned and tanned body. Heavy grunts escaped him while you tightened around him. With the next moan of yours he himself felt his release shooting into the condom. Several sounds slipped out his mouth and with a last sloppy thrust of his hips he pulled out of you. The condom landed in the bin next to his bed.

You watched as his furrowed brows slowly began to relax.

“Wait here”, he demanded out of breath. With these words he slipped his jeans back on and made his way to the door. The quiet ‘click’ of the door was heard. Another moment later he got back a wet cloth in his hand.

“Wash up before you ruin my sheets”, was the only thing he said before giving you the warm cloth.

“Thanks though”, you responded slightly flushed.

While you began to clean yourself Jungkook threw himself onto the bed again. Arms crossed behind his head. He watched you out of his eyes with fascination. You felt his stare but continued your cleaning before you stood up and grabbed your underwear before changing into your dress. For you the atmosphere felt heavy and embarrassing but the boy did not seem to mind.

You turned around to go back to were all the other guests were but stopped dead in your tracks.

“Y/n”, Jungkook’s voice was pure amusement.

Confused you pulled your eyebrows up but looked at him.

“Look in the mirror before going back downstairs. You look a little..”, he searched for the right word but went with his first choice, “fucked out.”

Heat rushed into your cheeks again. You just hoped it was easy to fix but as you went straight to the mirror of his wardrobe you was shattered. It was the opposite of ‘easy to fix’. Not only your lipstick was smeared across your cheek but the mascara smudged around your eyes because of the sweat and tears from before. Not to mention your messy hair.

“Fuck”, you stuttered as your view flew to Jungkook again. By the time he was fully clothed and ready to leave his room.

“Y/n, I have to go downstairs, so would you mind going in your own room to fix that mess of yours?”, he stated with one gesture of his hand towards the door, “By the way, I guess this is my favourite state of yours.”

“Fuck you”, you spit and stormed out of his room leaving the chuckling boy behind.

“Let’s repeat it some time, princess”, he shouted while you made your way to your own room fuming.

Luckily nobody was inside any more, your sheets thrown off your bed. As you tried to fix your look to something decently you balanced the rights and wrongs in your head again. This time your head told you that, beside having some dick after a phase of dryness and late night sessions by yourself, it should stay by this one time. Maybe it was a mistake but you would only know when some time passed.  

The only thing you were very sure of was that this was the first as well as the last time that you followed your human desires.

But the near future had other plans with you. Your patience was put to test by nobody else but Jeon Jungkook.

Negan Imagine ~ Out of the blue

When Negan first visits Alexandria he takes a liking in the heavily pregnant reader and shows a whole different side of him when its suddenly gets really tough for her…

Requested

Originally posted by aliciasdaryl

The sun was shining brightly while you sat on the porch of your house while you sat in the rocking chair swinging slightly back and forth as you saw Rick coming towards you.
”Feeling better?”, he asked as he walked the stairs up.
Your pregnancy had been everything else than easy.
Shortly after you had noticed it, the problems had began and while you had thought that it would stop after the first months it got even worse.
You could be glad that you were in Alexandria, had medicine and wouldnt have to fear that the baby would come while a hoard of walkers could show up around every corner.
”A bit. The fresh air is doing a good job”, you said smiling at him while he pulled some tablets out of his pockets.
”I was told to give them to you”, he said laying the tablets into your hands.
You looked at Rick while he sat down next to you in another rocking chair.
His face was pale, he looked like he hadnt slept in days and his eyes looked like he would begin to cry in every next second.
It was just days ago you had seen your friends coming back, their faces completely distraught and filled with grief.
Their eyes still red and swollen from crying.
It still felt unreal that they were gone and you wished that they would come back, even if you knew they wouldn’t.
You weren’t with them when this man, this monster, killed them.
You were in Alexandria, keeping everything as good together as you could while Rick was gone.
You had almost come with them, but Gregory opposed to let two pregnant women live at Hilltop and you knew that you would let Maggie go when he announced that to Rick.
You had a break of your problems in that time and you would have never taken the place while seeing how bad she felt.
But the hard pregnancy wasnt the only thing Maggie and you shared.
The father of your child wouldnt ever get the chance to see his child grow up, just like Glenn.
He had died shortly before you met Aaron who brought you to Alexandria and also shortly before you found out that you were pregnant.
”Wont be long until its coming, huh?”, Rick asked smiling slightly while nodding over to your belly.
”By what the Doctor at hilltop calculated the last time, it has to be about two weeks, maybe a bit less left”, you said smiling back.
You looked back onto the street and saw how Rosita walked towards your house and looked up to Rick and you.
“Rick? I’ll go with Spencer on a run. Just wanted you to know”, she said into your direction.
“Alright”, responded Rick nodding before just minutes after Rosita had vanished you heard noises coming from the gates you couldnt match to Rosita and Spencer.

You walked behind Rick in the direction of the gates and could already see from afar that Spencer and Rosita werent alone and that the man behind the gates was no one else than the man your friends had told you of with shook in their voices
Negan.
He was standing there, with the baseball bat that had killed your friends over his shoulder while he talked to Spencer.
“You’re too early”, said Rick while he walked closer towards Negan.
“Missed you”, Negan said chuckling with a weird grin on his lips.
You surveyed him while he talked to Rick.
He was tall, his dark hair was gelled back, his lips that still formed that grin were surrounded with a salt and pepper beard and his eyes were gleaming.
And this pair of eyes suddenly darted directly at you while their gleam increased.
His glance stayed on you and caught your eyes and didnt let them go for moments until he looked grinning back to Rick.
Your glance went behind him were you saw how Daryl stood within Negans army.
He looked horrible, clothed in some kind of sack looking stuff and his face was swollen and covered with bruises.
God what had they done with him?

You got ripped out of your thought by the squeaking of the gates and saw how Negan walked grinning inside.
“Hold that”, muttered Negan grinning to Rick before walked towards you.
“Holy crap Darling, you are really pregnant like holy shit…and by the way also fucking pretty”, he said smirking as he walked closer while his eyes didn’t leave yours letting a shiver run down your back. 
He looked on some exaggerated kind of way around as if he was searching for somebody before he looked back at you. 
“You know Sweetie, you really deserve fucking better. If I’d be your fucking man I wouldn’t leave your fucking side…especially not in your circumstances”, he said grinning at you. 
“He’s dead”, you hissed glaring at him. 
Negan formed an “Oh” with his lips which you werent really sure about if he was actually sorry or just being sarcastic. 
Seconds later he looked smirking at you, his tongue between his lips while he analyzed your face.
“Would you-”, started Rick to say but was directly interrupted by Negan. 
“No Rick. Would you fucking shut up while I’m talking to this beautiful lady?”, Negan said chuckling at Rick while he pointed at you. 
You nodded to Rick, trying to show him that everything was alright, another dispute here was the last thing you needed and wanted.
“So what’s your name, Darling”, he asked as he turned smirking back to you . 
“(Y/N)”, you said. 
“Thats some fucking beautiful name, Darling. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m Negan”, he said smirking while you just nodded trying to respond with an uninterested glance. 
“Sweetheart, Its a fucking shame that I gotta do some work here but I’d fucking love to spend some time with you when its done”, he said winking at you before he walked back to Rick who was still holding Negans bat in his hands.
“Didn’t know you have such treasures here”, you heard him chuckling say as he bowed down to Rick. 
Negan winked one last time at you before he and his men began to make their way through Alexandria.

You walked sighing through the streets, not really knowing what to do while you saw how the Saviors got everything out of the houses that seemed somehow useful to them, before you saw Carl walk into the provisional Hospital and decided to follow him into it.
But as you had already expected it, you and Carl werent alone for a long time.
You jolted up as you saw two men walking into the room and walked straight towards the cupboards with the medicine and began pulling everything inside their bags they could grab.
”You need to leave something here”, growled Carl while one of the men turned chuckling around.
”We don’t need to leave anything here”, he said before he turned back around again and grabbed some more tablets.
“Don’t you see that she’s pregnat? She needs the medicine”, said Carl his voice already trembling though anger.
“Kid, do you think we care about that? ‘Cause surprise surprise, we don’t”, said the man chuckling darkly.
“The deal was half of it, not all”, you said calmly but still tensed.
The man turned around and looked chuckling at you.
“The thing is, what you say doesn’t matter. Not at all”, he said grinning at you. You scoffed but before you could continue you saw how Carl raised his gun.
“Deal is Deal”, growled Carl as the man turned around to him.
“Come on Kid, put that gun down you won’t shoot anyway”, said the other man grinning.
In the same moment Carl pointed at the ceiling and pulled the trigger producing a loud shot.
“I’m serious”, Carl growled before he continued.
“Now put them back”, Carl threatened while you saw two figures coming in through the door.
Rick and Negan.
Negans glance wandered from Carl to you and back before he turned around to him.
“Wow, really Kid?”, Negan asked chuckling.
“You should all go before you find out how dangerous we all are”, growled Carl, the gun still raised.
“Well, pardon me, young man. Excuse the sit out of my goddamn french but did you just fucking threaten me?”, asked Negan pointing at Carl who growled in response.
“I like you, so I don’t wanna go hard and prove a point here…again”, Negan continued while Carl finally lowered the gun.
“So whats the fucking problem, that Carl over here wants to shoot my men”, asked Negan raising his eyebrows.
“Your men want to take all the medicine and not the agreed half”, you said while Negan turned around to you by the sound of your voice.
He smirked while looking into your eyes, but just seconds later his glance got more serious before he turned around to his men.
“Alright…you leave the fucking medicine here”, he said shortly glancing at you and then back to his men.
“Everyth-”, began the shorter one to reply but got interrupted by Negan.
“Yeah fucking everything. But that doesnt change that this young man tried to cause some fucking trouble with one of my guns. So you know what I fucking guess Rick? I think you have way to many of my fucking guns”, he said looking over to Rick.
While Negan began to talk to Rick you felt how an unbearable pain shot through your body and made your legs feel like they couldn’t hold your body anymore. You heard how you gasped asyou stumbled backwards, while your eyes fluttered through the pain that just wouldn’t stop shooting through every inch of your body.
You felt how somebody grabbed you before you could stumble even more and how this person placed one hand on your back to stabilize you.
As you slowly looked up from your belly you didn’t saw into Ricks or Carl’s eyes, it were Negans.
“Holy crap Sweetheart are you alright?”, he asked looking at you while you tried to get your voice back.
“It’s coming”, was the only thing you could get out of your mouth before the pain shot again through your body.
Looking into his eyes you saw the shook in them, he swallowed hard and it seemed like he couldnt get a word out of his mouth.
You had made this man speechless for a moment.
You saw how he rallied himself , while you noticed that you had clawed your hands into the leather sleeves of his jacket.
Hell, why now?
Why?
Now when this man was here.
“Where’s your fucking doctor?”, Negan finally asked turning to Rick.
“Your men shot her some time ago”, you muttered before Rick could say anything.
Negan looked back at you while he breathed stressed out.
“Anybody else who knows how to deliver a fucking baby?”, he asked and you could hear that he tried to be as calm as he could.
You tired to get your pounding head to think about the people that could be in line for that.
Rosita was in the woods with Spencer.
She could be anywhere there.
The only one that came into your mind was Eric.
He had told you some time ago that he had assisted by one of the births while Pete had been the doctor here.
And that was better than nothing
“Maybe Eric, but I don’t know where he is”, you  said while your voice trembled.
“Okay Sweetheart, I’ll fucking stay here with you and we’re gonna bring this baby fucking healthy into the world, trust me”, he said still holding you tight before he ordered Rick to search for Eric.
“You’re not staying alone here with her”, said Carl suddenly glaring at Negan.
“Kid, do you really fucking think I’ll hurt her or what?”, Negan asked bewildered.
Carl scoffed while his glance gored through Negan.
“Alright, stay here or help your Dad search for that man, whatever”, Negan said before he looked back at you.
“Its too early, its coming too early”, you muttered trembling while you still tried to realize what was happening right now.
“Don’t worry Sweetheart. Its gonna be fucking alright”, Negan said stroking over your back.
He was calm now, or at least were good at pretending to be and with that, he surprised you.
Right now he wasnt that asshole, he was softer and more concerned than you ever thought this man could be.
Your legs began to become weak again and it seemed like Negan noticed that.
“I’ll get you to the cot”, you heard Negan mutter before he slowly lead you over to the cot.
Your legs trembled as you propped yourself against it and suddenly felt something wet running down your legs.
“Shit”, you muttered before you looked swallowing at Negan.
“Something wrong, Darling?”, you heard Negan ask with a concerned undertone.
“My water just broke”, you responded while you saw how Negan swallowed before he helped you get onto the cot
You laid there whille the pain of your first contraction decreased as Negan looked at you.
“Alright, we gotta get you out of those pants”, he said looking down on you before you slowly nodded.
Negan began gently slipping off your pants but as he went for your panties you jolted up by his touch.  
“Theres no reason to be shy, Sweetheart. Trust me, Ive already seen lady parts and I won’t touch you anywhere you don’t fucking want to”, he said.
”Okay”, you responed quietly nodding.
You looked over to Carl.
You could see that he tried his hardest to not let it show through how difficult this situation was for him.
You had been with them when Lori gave birth to Judith, had helped Maggie to get the baby out of Loris body and had seen how Carl had to see how his mother died.
And you had heard how he finally shot her.
If the situation right now sent you back to the moment his mom died through childbirth, then he would see the pictures before his eyes again also.
“Carl, you don’t have to stay if-”, you said but before you could go on Carl interrupted you.
“I’m staying”, he said determined while you heard Negan chuckle slightly.
You looked back at him, he had sat down on a chair and now he took your hand into his.
“What are you doing?”, you asked looking surprised at him.
“You’re gonna need something to fucking squeeze, right?”, he asked grinning.
That man that sat next to you, holding your hand had nothing in common with the man your friends had to met.
With the man that had bashed your friends heads.
And that confused you.
You didnt know how to get those two versions of him together.
How to see him anyways.
You were about to ask him why he was staying but you felt how everything in your lower stomach contracted again and the pain rushed through your whole body.
You began to tremble uncontrollably as your breath got faster and your heart pumped heavily against your chest while it felt like somebody was ripping your stomach.
The pain brought tears into your eyes and let them fall down your cheeks while you tried to not let the pain drive you insane.
You squeezed the living hell out of Negans hands while he stroke with his free hand over your lower arm, trying his best to help you through your pain.
Suddenly the door hit open and you saw how Eric rushed in, while you felt how the contraction got less strong again but left your body trembling.
“Rick told me-”, he said but suddenly stopped as he saw Negan sitting next to you while you saw how Negan began to grin.
Eric swallowed but walked then over to you.
“So you know how that whole fucking thing works?”, asked Negan looking at the swallowing Eric.
“I’m no doctor, but I helped once…I’ll try my very best", he said to Negan before his glance wandered over to you.
“Trust me”, Eric said while you responded with a nod because you couldn’t get a word out of your mouth.
You tried to calm yourself a bit down as the pain left your body, but you knew that it would come back, and that it would come back even worse.
You looked at your hand that was still grabbed tight around Negans and made his turn pale.
You shocked loosend your grip as you saw how hard you had squeezed it.
“No, no, its fucking okay, just keep doing it”, he said pulling your hand back into his after he had seen your glance.
“Thanks”, you forced with the last energy out of your trembling lips while he began letting his thumb circle soothing over the back of your hand.
“Any fucking time”, he said with a slight smile on his lips.
You stayed like that for not long until the next contraction started that was even worse than the others before and it just kept going like that.
Contraction.
Break.
Contraction.
Break and it just went on and on, while the breaks became smaller and the contractions so worse that you had the feeling that it would break your body.
You don’t know how long it went on like that but it felt like a eternity.
“Alright, (Y/N) you have to press”, said Eric and seemed to sound as calm as he could.
You followed his directions but it just felt like it helped nothing while the pain tortured you.
You heard Negan saying words and even if your pounding head and the gaze the pain had laid over you didnt let you hear what he was saying, his voice somehow calmed you a bit down.

The pain of the contraction finally decreased slowly and left you completely done.
Your ribcage went uncontrollably up and down and you felt as weak as never before.
“I don’t know how long I can go on”, you stumbled, your voice trembling almost as much as your whole body while you looked over to Negan.
“Alright, listen Sweetheart, you seem like a fucking brave and strong woman and I fucking bet you’ve went through a whole shitload of crap so you’ll fucking make it through this too”, Negan said calmly while he soothing squeezed your hand.
You nodded slowing your breath down and laying back into the pillow.
Suddenly Eric’s face went as white as a ghost.
“Whats wrong?”, you heard Negan ask concerned.
You looked to Eric and saw his hands and lower arms completely covered in blood while he stared swallowing over to Negan.
”I don’t think that much blood is normal”, it blustered out of his mouth while his eyes were widened.
Your breath got heavier again, while your body began shaking harder.
You didnt know what to do anymore.
Your head was muddled trough all the pain and your body felt like it couldnt take much more burden.
“What now?”, was the only thing you could get out of your mouth.
“I…I make it somehow happen..we have to go through this, theres no other way I can think of”, said Eric exhausted but still determined.
You saw yourself already dead, worse, your child dead and the thoughts of that made the panic increase and your eyes widened, while you began to quietly whimper.
“Shh, you’re doing a fucking great job (Y/N). You’re gonna make it through this, alright? We’re gonna deliver your baby fucking healthy, I fucking promise”, Negan said before he brought your hand to his face and brushed his lips over its back while his thumb kept circling soothing over it.
You tried to allow the feeling to calm you down, you didnt want the pain to take over your head even if it seemed often like it almost did.
And after a few moment his actions actually calmed you a little bit down before the next time wanted to test you again.
Eric did all he could.
Carl glanced supporting at you even if you saw how hard it was for him.
Negan kept sitting next to you, stood by your side the whole time, held your hand and somehow found the right words.
And you, you were trying your best to stay determined and not let the horrible pain get you down that kept trying to conquer your head after it had overtaken your body.
You don’t know how long it stayed like that.
How long the pain washed over you like a wave that tried to drown you again and again.
And even if it seemed almost impossible to you, Negan was definitely one of the reasons you could keep up.

You were almost completely down and out as you heard a scream and with that one moment you were complete awake again.
As your view began to be clear again was the first thing you saw Negan, his face turned away from you but you could still recognize how amazed and speechless he looked into a specific direction.
You followed his glance and saw how Eric walked towards you with a little body in his arms.
The little body of your baby.
As you felt how it was laid onto your chest, the feeling of pure happiness streamed through your whole body and seemed to wash all the pain out of it.
The last hours suddenly didnt matter anymore for now, they were more than worth it.
You looked at the little human that laid just covered by a small blanket in your arms while you felt how warm tears of happiness rolled down your cheeks.
After some time your glance went up and you saw into the faces of Carl, Eric and also Negan whose glances were directed on you and your child.
You smiled overjoyed and couldnt even stop doing so.
You were exhausted but you didnt care about that for now, you were just happy that your child laid healthy in your arms after that torture of birth.
You heard a knock on the door and just moments later a savior came in.
“Boss, the night has already descended. We should maybe leave…”, said the man with a nervous undertone.
“A third of you stay here with me over the night, the others leave. I don’t fucking care who… and now get the fuck out”, growled Negan before he looked back at you.
You looked asking at him before walked a bit towards you.
“Just wanna be on the fucking save side that you’re both doing well”, he said with a small smile on his lips.
It was not alike the saucy grin he had on face when you were standing by the gates, no, this time and also the whole time he was standing by your side it was a honest friendly smile you would never have expected from him.
You should hate him for what he had done and was still doing to your friends, but after these endless hours he had shown another side and you couldnt leave that side unnoticed.
Negan sat down next to you on the cot looked from you to your child after he had softly brushed a strand of hair out of your face.
“Thats some fucking miracle, huh?”, he said looking at the little bundle of joy in your arms.
“Yeah, it is”, you muttered smiling while you the hand of your baby wrapped around your finger.
“I’ll let you everything here you fucking need, you’re not gonna have to fucking worry about anything”, he muttered half in thoughts before he looked with a half smile up and you could see in his glance that he absolutely meant it.

That man who was a monster had also a humane side in him left you couldn’t deny and he didnt just proved it through the birth where he had stood by your side the whole time, he also stayed the whole night after it with you, making sure that you were alright.
You got to see this side of him even more and more and somehow, you seemed to let this side of him grow.

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To be fair...

Context: We’re playing Curse of Strahd. Same group with the Paladin of Vengeance attacked Strahd in his boxers, with the Druid who did Heat Metal on a giant Werewolf named Grimjaw on his metal mouth piece, and DM who starts our session with “On last week’s edition of Jackass, Barovia Edition…”. On this week, we were travelling to Yester Hill where a group of druids were doing a ritual along with a Nightmare. Our Paladin decided we needed to stop it no matter what, so we attack. Problem is, Strahd is there as well, observing the ritual, so we run in like idiots, get a surprise round, then Strahd turns to us. 

Strahd: Why are you always getting into my business? 

Druid (me): To be fair, we didn’t know you were here. 

Strahd: Did you not see my horse?

Druid: Again, to be fair, we didn’t know you had a horse. You usually appear and disappear like a badass. 

Strahd: …fair point. 

My Fake boyfriend Part 9

Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your hot neighbor and pretend he is your boyfriend.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 2146

Warnings: Just fuffly and maybe some aganst

Thank you @drinkfantasy you are the best

Originally posted by whohehellisbucky

You are in shock…

All happened in slow motion, one moment you are pushing Lucas away from you and the other Bucky is holding Lucas by his shirt lifting him in the air. Bucky punches him in the face, you can feel that Bucky didn’t use half of his strength and that he even pulled his punch back a little.

Sure Lucas would wake up in pain and with a black eye tomorrow, but Bucky could have killed Lucas with just a punch, after all he is a super soldier. Bucky drops Lucas on the floor and his expression soften when he looks at you “Are you okay?” He asks gently.

You nod and he takes your hand. You watch as Lucas gets up from the floor and all you can feel is rage because Lucas has a smirk on his fucking face. How dare him kiss you? Why did he think that he had the right to kiss you? For that moment you let the rage take over you.

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She wasn’t in school, it had been two days and she hadn’t stepped foot on Riverdale grounds, her phone was constantly off and when he walked past her house, the light that usually shone through her bedroom window wasn’t lit.

To say he was worried was an understatement.
Walking the halls without her felt wrong, he felt lost and that wasn’t a feeling he particularly enjoyed. He’d skipped out on lunch with the gang these past two days, he didn’t want to stare at her empty spot as they all carried on like nothing was wrong. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong.

So that’s what brought him where he currently was, leaning against Veronica lodges locker, headphones over his neck and his fingers tapping the cool metal impatiently. How long did this girl take to get her things together? Suddenly he spotted his raven haired friend, tapping through the halls with her ridiculously high heels. She noticed him immediately sending him a questioning smile.

“Jughead? What’s up? Are you waiting for me?”

He nodded, “I’ve got a question.” Instantly Veronica’s face softened and she smirked slightly “this wouldn’t have anything to do with the fact that our very favorite ponytail wearing blonde hasn’t been in school for a couple days, would it?” Blushing slightly at being caught, he nodded quickly “you heard from her?” Veronica threw her textbooks in her locker and held up a perfectly manicured finger “un momento” Jughead rolled his eyes. After Veronica had settled and slammed her locker shut, she turned to him and started walking.

“Betty is kind of going through a rough time right now, I think she’s just staying home and giving herself some super important tlc, I slept over last night and I think she’s okay, a little sad but that’s to be expected.” Veronica said frowning at the thought of her friends sad eyes.

“Why would she be sad? What happened? Is it her mom? Polly?” He was racking his brain trying to figure out what could have gone wrong, meanwhile Veronica was staring at him with a curious expression “you really don’t know?” He looked at her now “no. I really don’t, what’s going on?”

Veronica placed her arm on Jugheads shoulder
“Everyone’s talking about it, Betty got stood up on Sunday. Again. It’s the third time this month. The guys they ask her out, then they don’t show. She waited at pops for two hours and Adam link, stood her up. She hasn’t been at school since, she’s embarrassed Jughead, sad.”

Jughead saw red, three times in a month? What the hell was wrong with this school? Betty was the best damn girl riverdale had and these guys got a chance to take her out and they blew her off? They were all mental it wasn’t normal. She was perfect, all long shiny hair and big blue eyes .her personality was something you couldn’t match, she was funny and smart and had the biggest heart, so what was everyone’s problem? And then for people to be talking about it? This town was dumber than he thought.

“I told her I would meet her at pops today after school, unfortunately it seems I just can’t make it, you wouldn’t happen to want to take my place would you?” Veronica asked, smirking and easing her brow.

Jughead squeezed he shoulder and was just about to run to pops when Veronica grabbed his wrist. “She’s been hurt. A lot. Don’t let it happen again.” Jughead could see how serious she was by the fire in her eyes.

“I won’t.” He promised. Practically sprinting out the front doors.

He made it to pops in record time and spotted his girl instantly, he took a minute to admire her before she noticed him. She really was gorgeous, it was all in the way she carried herself, sure she was insecure but she was strong and that much was obvious, maybe that was why all the guys in this hick town couldn’t give her a chance, they were intimidated. Suddenly her eyes caught his and she smiled.

He smiled back making his way to her
“Juggie!” She smiled softly pushing her milkshake towards him “what are you doing here? Not that I’m mad, but I was expecting Ronnie?” He took the straw in his mouth “Veronica had to finish something at school, she sent me instead. I’d say you got the better end of the deal.” He smirked. She laughed and he cleared his throat “haven’t seen you around school? Haven’t really answered your texts either, even walked by your house a few times”

Betty dropped her eyes to the table

“I’m sorry Jughead, I know I kind of disappeared for a bit, I was working some things out.” He nodded understanding “penny for your thoughts?” She sighed and laid her hands flat on the table

“Am I ugly Jughead?” She asked so straightforward he choked on the milkshake

“What! No.. I mean bets.. no. Not even a little, are you crazy?” She shook her head “maybe I am crazy , maybe that’s why no one wants me.”

She didn’t sound sad per say, just… resolute. But to Jughead that was even worse. He pushed the milkshake out of his way and clutched her hands in his “ no. There is nothing wrong with you, you’re beautiful and kind and were all crazy Betty that has nothing to do with the fact that all the boys in this town are absolute idiots.” She looked into his eyes “but Archie and Adam..” he cut her off “exactly, thanks for proving my point. Idiots. I love arch but the fact that he let you walk out of his life is the stupidest thing anyone can do.”

It was silent for a second and he thought maybe Betty was upset, but then she spoke quietly
“What about you?” She asked

He looked at her confused, still holding her hands “what about me?” She took a deep breathe “are you an idiot.” Jugheads eyes widened and suddenly he wasn’t so afraid

“No, no I’m not. Because if I had the chance to be with you, I would never let you go.”

It was Betty turn for her eyes to go wide, but before he knew it she was squeezing his hands.
“Well what are you waiting for?”

To say he was suprised was an understatement, but when Betty leaned over the table and captured his lips with hers, he was fairly certain he was on another planet. It was everything he imagined. Passion, warmth, affection and most importantly , home.

She pulled away then and leaned into her booth

“I’ve been waiting to do that for years.” She smiled brightly.jughead barked out a laugh and reached for her,

“You and me both Betty cooper, you and me both.”

3

Derek Hale was a complicated person. He felt detached from the world for a long time, his wolf was desolate and lonely because he had no pack or family to live his life with. Then he met Scott and his awkward friend Stiles who in turn brought more people into a very unlikely pack. Then his eyes met yours, Liam’s older sister who was studying to be a medical nurse, and his world changed. The wolf perked up and turned its attention to you.

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Possible plot lines for Dragon Age 4

A Second Qunari War: It’s been hinted since Origins. Sten’s straight-up statement that one day the Qunari would invade Thedas again. The Arishok’s dying promise that one day the Qunari would return. Iron Bull’s 100% confidence that one day his people would attempt to conquer Thedas. We all know that the Qunari want to conquer all of Thedas and are more than capable of doing so, especially after centuries of isolation in which to plan.

The Tevinter Slave Rebellions: Dorian made it quite clear that he wants The Imperium to change. When he first moved into Haven he stated that he, to a degree, condoned slavery but a lot happened after that. His opinion must have changed, his must want to change his homeland in more ways than just the politics. And then there’s Fenris. His time with Hawke changed him. He’s grown. He’s the kind of person who wants to bring about change. The type who’d start a rebellion.

Grey Warden Civil War: According to the epilogue of Inquisition, the southern Wardens have broken off relations with Weisshaupt and there are rumours of a civil war brewing between the Wardens.

The Ancient Magisters: Coypheus was one, The Architect perhaps a second. Surely there must be more.

A Double Blight: There are two Old Gods still alive: Razikel and Lucasen. That means two more possible Blights. Coincidentally, there’s been rumours ever since DA2 of a Blight in The Anderfels. Three or four Wardens managed to stop the Fifth Blight and there are over a thousand Wardens in The Anderfels. So what could be the problem? Well, like I said, two Old Gods remain. What’s to say both can’t rise as Archdemons at the same time?

The Return of the Elven Gods: Mythal lives, Flemeth as her host. Fen'Harel has been alive this whole time. This all points to something much larger than just an old witch and an elven Somniari causing trouble. ‘Our gods saw him as a brother, and they trusted him when he said that they must keep to the heavens while he arranged a truce’. Fen'Harel allegedly sealed the elven gods in 'the heavens’. Last time I looked, the heavens were a little… worse for wear. So Corypheus says The Maker doesn’t live inside The Black City? Well someone has to and if me and my friends were banished to 'the heavens’, we’d move into the nice big castle there for us. The Inquisitor can patch up the hole in the sky all they like but I’m sure there’s still room to squeeze through.

Dragon Apocalypse: According to Yavana, the dragons have a queen. That implies some form of organisation. Centuries ago dragons were hunted nearly to extinction, then one appears out of the blue during the Fereldan Rebellion, and now suddenly there are thousands of High Dragons scattered all across Thedas? A little too rapid an expansion for me to believe it was entirely natural. Besides, what better finale storyline for a game called Dragon Age?

Imagine : Being Hope Mikaelson’s Twin and Kol blames the Family for constantly ignoring you ( part 4)

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I wanted to put a the originals gif but I saw this one and could not resist 


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Okay so I think that is all of the people who wanted to be tagged for the story or just part four, damn that took forever since Tumblr wanted to act like an ass hole and freeze a  bunch of times making me have to restart but I got it I finally got all of my precious bunnies and now onto the story .



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Unkown Point of View.



 I would have smiled as I saw her in the pool but this wasn’t the time too. “Shit” she was faced down onto the pool. I jump into the water. I was used to the cold temperatures being on the swimming team. I grab the girl’s hand and pull out the water and place her on her back. She looked 10 years old. “Shit,” I could feel my hunger grow as she lays unconscious before me, but now is not the time to feed. 

I move close to her mouth and nose to see if she was breathing.  I didn’t feel any air hit my face so she wasn’t, I check her pulse next which I am thankful that is was there but it was very faint. I begin to do CPR. * I am so glad I remember Jax’s lessons* I thought as I continue to do CPR. I was about to do 26 of my 30 compressions when she finally spits out the water.*Yes *.


I place her on her side so all the water can leave her body. “Come on kid let’s get you somewhere safe,” I said as she sits up once all the water leaves her body. Her entire body and clothes were wet. “Who are you?” she whispers sitting up straight. ”Look that question is not important right now, what is important is getting you out those clothes before you get something,” I said in Italian picking her up bridal style, I could tell she wanted to fight but simply didn’t have the energy too.  “Si prega di calmarsi bambino (Please calm down child, in Italian. I don’t speak the language by the way),” I said to her she lays her head onto my shoulder. I pick up both of our stuff and walk out of the pool area and in the locker room. I  gently place her on a bench and open my locker. *damn she smells really good but I can’t eat her she is just a kid.* {Do it not one will ever know it was you }

“Quindi qual'è il tuo nome,” I say pulling out as a t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants. “My name is Y/n,”. *Y/n that’s a really pretty name * “So are you going to tell me your name?” she queries as I continue to search for things for her. “No I won’t but to protect you,” I said pulling out the towel, chocolate bar, chips, and soda from my locker. “Here dry off then eat up after we will talk about your hurt leg. I am in the pool area if you need me just yell” I said in English, walking to the pool area.


“Oh Y/n put your wet clothes in my locker I will deal with them later,” I said looking at the girl now. The shirt was a bit big on her but the pants fit per perfectly. “Credo che dovrete portare voi da quando la gamba è male” (I guess iIl will have to carry you since your leg is bad )I said. “No you won’t I have crutches there by the pool,” she said. I quickly got them.


´´So do you have anywhere to go?” I said

She starts to crack her knuckles and taps her good foot.*she’s nervous kinda like I was*  I thought as she takes deep breaths. I smell that her soul wavelength was out of control high. * Okay time to stop her* I thought matching my waves with her and place my hand on her shoulder. Slowly I lower our wavelength till she was calm enough to stay that way on her own.

“I know your hurt and scared, but it’s best to stay calm if your soul wavelength gets too high it won’t help you,” I said sitting on the bench in front of her. Her hair was still wet from the water, while her face was a bit pale she was getting her color back. She looks 11 years old. *what mad a fourth grader commit suicide * I thought as I grab her crutches and bag from the side of the pool.

“Well Y/n since you have nowhere to go I will take you in. Obviously, whoever was taking care of you before weren’t doing a very good Job on watching you so you can stay with me”, I smile as her eyes light up and nod happily.*she has pretty eyes* I thought. “Okay let’s go,” I said standing up and giving her crutches to her. She nods once more puts her hair in a bun and stands with her crutches. “I don’t live too far from here so we will be good. I also have other siblings but from what I can tell you’re going to fit in just fine,” I said we begin our trek home.

______________time skip to home________________________


“Okay, here we are?” I said opening the door to the apartment. (It was kinda how Marcel looked in season 2.) She gasps in amazement at the flying book in the air and says magic.

“You can see through the mist,” I whisper.* is she a mundane, monster, or half blood, or one of us * I thought as she walks through the door.

* Okay definitely not monster * I thought she steps on to the celestial bronze welcome mat and continues walking. “ Oh hey your home early,” said Carson as she and Armin walk into the room. They gasp as they see Y/n. *dammit, there going to be mad* I thought as Carson’s fist turns white.

“I will explain later but now she needs a hot shower band warm clothes,” I said sternly. Armin nods and tells Y/n to follow him, the situation while Carson stays and glares at me. She would have thrown a dagger at me if they weren’t locked away.

“What the hell,” Carson growled stomping up to me.“ Do you really think bringing someone a child in fact into our lives the situation,” she slams me into the kitchen wall.


* great she is yelling* I pinch the bridge of my nose.“I am trying to save a life she was about to commit suicide,” i say . 


“ So what a suicidal isn’t my problem she is half our are age and double work find her a shelter but she CANNOT LIVE WITH US. I WANT HER OUT BY TOMORROW THE LIFE WE HAVE IS NO LIFE HER,” she screamed then walked back to her room.* dammit Carson I know this isn’t a good life for someone her age but we can’t just leave her alone * I thought as I check on Y/n.

Her hair was still in its bun, she was now in an oversized hoodie and sweatpants. She was talking to Armin about something. Thou the door was open I still knocked gathering their attention. “ hey you Okay,” I ask as Armin gets up. “ yeah I am fine,” she said Putting her legs down from the bed.

“ I am going to make her bed and talk to Carson while you two talk,” he said then walked out the door closing it behind him. I sit down next to her.“ So want to tell me what happened” I said.“ I have insomnia, depression, and a voice in my head” I take a deep breath taking in the information but once it does I start laughing. 


*So young yet so naive to reality if only she would use that to her advantage* I thought, but since she can’t know I am shattered I will stay sane, well pretend to be sane. {Whats her blood type} said Korosenshi my little baby hatter just for my psycho.


“It’s completely fine for us it’s normal for now just go to sleep in here I will sleep where Armin set up ok,” I said she nods gets under the covers. “But what if I don’t sleep?” “Then wake me up, use your insomnia to your advantage that’s what I do,” I said cutting out the light band walked away. 


____________________^time skip to morning^ ______ ____________ ___________ 


I smiled seeing that Carson is going to allow Y/n to stay. Armin seemed to explain to her Y/n situation. {But Carson is correct having the girl with us could be a problem. She is young no experience. We should tear out her throat.} *No korosenshi she only a child plus maybe her bad side might like you * I thought packing my duffle bag. We’re leaving for the institute today but might drop of Y/n at camp. “Yo dude Carson took Y/n to the weapons store.” Said Armin walking into my room. “Based on her strength she is good with a sword and baseball.”


 “That’s good least she knows how to swing, for now, that will suffice but when we get there were going the cabins get her a house,” I said putting some ambrosia and nectar into my pockets along with my dagger. “How do know she is even one of us ?” I sigh knowing Armin won’t make this a simple conversation. “She could just be able to see the mist or a supernatural creature,” he continued crossing his arms. “Do you always have to undermine me ?” “Only when you don’t think things though. So what the plan?” I run my fingers through my hair.

“We are gonna take her to the institute today, then we take to the Elders at camp,” I said closing up the duffle bag and putting on my hoodie. “OK well, Carson says we should meet her at the church,” I nod as we leave. 


——————–Y/n point of view———————————————– 


I smiled as Carson went into the pizza place. So far we have gone to the weapons store. She bought me a katana and some knives. While she got some new arrows for her bows. We were going to meet up with Armin and Luca the church since she said she apartment isn’t safe since we called them. *how does calling someone make a place not safe, especially your home * I thought as sit down in our booth table. “So Y/n what do you know about the supernatural?” I swallow my spit as nervousness sets in.* they only want you for your family. You screw up you were supposed to die * said Voice. “ Wha–isn’t it just ya know uuumm–”. *you can’t even lie. Right just die* I swallowed my spit hearing voices words blare throughout my head.

 “Sheesh you must know a lot by your reaction,” *yeah do so tell the truth and.let them us you * “NO I DON’T,” I scream standing up in frustration. I was taking deep breaths even though there was no reason too. I felt my heart beat slowly decrease as I sat down. Carson sat back into her chair. Her silver eyes were piercing at me. My back tingles just knowing there on me.


I bite my lip, determining whether to tell her. *Maybe if I tell her she will tell me the information on what is going on and maybe shit will make sense, but of course this is all in question they–*


“If you think that you will be able to find out any information by telling me what you know it won’t help. Me finding out is strictly for your protection Y/n,” she said stoically. * Well that blows that idea right out the water I might as well tell her the truth in all of this then*

“Fine,” I said then  began to  explain  everything from  my  heritage  to  the rest  of the  supernatural, through the entire time I explained it her face was stoic it  would of scared me if I was sane, but the entire time I could hear voice  inside my head  laughing at me and I found it  kinda comforting  to me now  it wasn’t loud  but a soothing sound. I didn’t even notice I began to twirl a  knife in my hand until I stabbed it into the table. 

“Nice but untrained you’re still fighting it oh well least you have potential,” she said brushing her hair behind her ear with her hand. “So you know about werewolves to vampires. But what about banshees, chimera, Hellhounds,” 

*Wait those things don’t exist., I never read about them in my families books or heard of them with Davina* I thought.

“Exactly you only know the most common species ever, but I don’t blame you for that they are always making it harder for other kinds of supernatural and myth beings”.

“What how do –what fo”. *how is this possible there*

“Look don’t even bother trying to figure it out, but know that there are a lot more than vampires, witches, and werewolves in New Orleans. “She said calmly as the waitress take our order, I wasn’t even listening to Carter as she spoke to the woman.  

*how, never mind that just know that there is, just think of it as more werewolves for now or –* said voice trying to make it understandable.

“Stop trying to wrap your head around it won’t help to try to do it all at once just relax, for now, I want to offer you something do you want to live a human life and start again, or do want to live with us ?”

I look at the table pondering whether or not this is the choice I want to live like a human, pretend like I don’t the supernatural doesn’t exist or continue to be a part of it with the possibility of dying, but if I choose human and  my ex-family find out I am alive I will be forever screwed and voice will never let me live it down.

“Look you don’t have to choose now but once were are done eating you need to tell me a decision,” she said just as the waitress came with our food. 


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KOL POV


I groan as the light blinds me from the open curtains. *If only I could get drunk * I thought sitting up on the couch. “AAhh Brother I see you managed to finally sleep after tearing apart your bedroom,”. Ignoring Klaus’s remarks, I head to the bathroom and quickly freshen up. 


No one has seemed to find Y/n at all I went to the police department so they are searching as well. Along with Marcellus goons and surprisingly the witches agreed to help without Davina or Freya asking them, they seemed to like Y/n due to her being the outcast of the family. * Well she can be an outcast of the family if she is dead*

* I was supposed to protect her and I didn’t just like Henrik * I thought as I turn on the faucet and splashing water on my face. My face welcomes the cold feeling of the water on me. I quickly dry my face and head out the door to see Niklaus standing I’m the middle of the room like a Roman or Greek statue as if he was a god. I walking out the door to see Hayley walking into the room with puffy cheeks and bloodshot eyes. From the way she was breathing she had a stuffy nose. Ignoring her I grab my phone from my pocket and dial Marcel’s number but get no answer after the ring tone. Elijah was too busy trying to distract himself with Hope. It sickened me knowing I could have prevented her death if I was there. Saw the signs just a bit earlier. Listened a bit better to her. *so much for super hearing I couldn’t eve hear Y/n’s cries for help. A child under the age of 11 commits suicide. It not like us who didn’t want to die, she chose it, she wanted out of our lives and us out of her’s. To be free of us in the best way possible not just a dagger or runaway where we can find or see her but somewhere none of us want to go … Death. Always and Forever my ass. * I grab a blood bag from the kitchen and continue to Search for Y/n.


_______________________TIMESKIP________________________________________________


I take a deep breath upon landing on the rooftop of the building. Y/n would come here sometimes to relax and calm down after a fight with Hope or come with Jason to relax. It was a little spot kinda like a lounge place had a fridge, bar for food, and a few couches and blankets. There was only one person in the area, I walk over to her and smile. Her back was turned away from me. “Hello,”  I say right behind her. She turns around and smiles.“hi,” she says. “ Has anyone been here in the past few days,”.

“Not as of late since the rain storm Saturday night but Y/n Mikealson and her friends came by on Thursday for snacks and games.” She said.
I sigh great no one knows where she is. “Your Kol Mikealson. Umm  Hope’s and Y/n’s uncle right?”

“Yes I am and Y/n  has gone missing. Do you know where she is?” I ask


“Yes”. 

  • jackson: bro. i'm deAdass hungry right now
  • jaebum: yeah pizza. whatchu want
  • jackson: lemme get uhh 🅱️ONELESS PIZZA. wit a 2 liter of coke
  • jaebum: fUCK kind of pizza? and the 2 liter machine broke. but we got 1 liter doe
  • jackson: fUCK U MEAN 🅱️?
  • jackson: ight lemme get that pizza 🅱️ONELESS
  • jaebum: uh? pizza don't got 🅱️ones on em
  • jackson: the fuck did i just say then?
  • jaebum: you said "lemme get it 🅱️ONELESS" like pizza got a damn 🅱️one on it
  • jackson: yall got 🅱️ones in ya shit then
  • jaebum: nah
  • jackson: so what's the problem?
  • jaebum: DICKHEAD
  • jaebum: name one pizza that got 🅱️one on it
  • jackson: just don't put that shits in my pizza bruh. how many times i gotta say it?
  • jaebum: bruh just explain to me how tf pizza can be 🅱️oneless
  • jackson: if it don't got bone in it, it's 🅱️ONELESS
  • jaebum: son, what school you go to?
  • jackson: dawg i don't understand the problem. just make mY shit 🅱️ONELESS
  • jackson: D E A D A S S
  • jaebum: i'm deadass not makin this pizza
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ohhh boy, this is going to be a trial run, since I’m not sure how I feel about writing for a legit celebrity 。゚(TヮT)゚。 if I like how this turns out, I may continue writing for tom,,, however if this story is somehow hated, then I won’t try anymore ;w;

also this whole self indulgent story was inspired by a David So video.

disclaimer: this is a work of fiction and is not meant to represent the celebrity’s actual life/lifestyle.

**do not plagiarize/repost this story**

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The young woman was in the midst of reading a trashy, young adult novel while laying on her couch. Her eyes were sparkling as they drank in the words of love and devotion spouted from the main character’s lips. “I cannot picture a life without you. You are my heart and soul,” she reads the sentence aloud before placing a hand over her heart, “God, this boy is so sweet!”

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anonymous asked:

make a fanfic that betty is a mermaid please

Oooohhhhhhhh cooooollll.
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“I’m not doing it man, there’s no way.” Jughead spoke into his broken down flip phone, packing up his laptop and heading out of Pops Diner.

“Please Jughead! Just this one time! I can’t not have that assignment, I’ll fail English dude!” Archie Andrews moaned through the opposite end of the phone, begging.

Jughead sighed, throwing his backpack into the back of his dads old pickup truck. Archie was his best friend and he would do pretty much anything for him , but supporting the inappropriate relationship the young redhead was having with his music teacher? Yeah that wasn’t on the list.

“Well maybe if you were actually doing your homework at Sweet Water instead of partaking in illicit sexual escapades with Ms. Grundy , you wouldn’t have forgotten your text book by the river.” Jughead reminded his dim witted friend.

“I know. I know. I’m working on it, please man, just this one time. My dad will kill me if I leave the house again. I’m already grounded.” He sounded so desperate that Jughead really had no other choice.

“Whatever dude, I’ll get it to you by tonight.”

Archie squealed, the sound incredibly similar to one he was certain Cheryl Blossom had made today at lunch, Jughead rolled his eyes, an annoyed smile on his lips

“Never make that sound again”

Jughead snapped his phone shut and made a u turn for Sweet Water River.

After about five minutes of searching the grassy terrain Jughead was officially pissed off, the book was nowhere in sight and it definitely wasn’t where Archie said it would be, of course his idiot of a best friend wasn’t picking up his phone.

Jughead was just about to give up on his search when he heard a soft, almost echoey humming coming from his right, dangerously close to the water. It was nearly nine o clock at night, who would be swimming in Sweet Water this late? The dark haired boy never passed up the chance to investigate, following the sweet almost sensual sound of humming Jughead found the source, his breath nearly left his body at the sight.

She was beautiful, too gorgeous to put into words. A young girl around his age was leaning against the edge of the lake, the bottom half of her body was hidden, Jughead had never seen her around and he knew nearly everyone in Riverdale. This beautiful, blonde Siren had long blonde hair sprawled out around a rock in front of her, it was wavy and shiny, atop her head was a crown made of seashells and pearls, her face was perfectly sunkissed, a pattern of light blue and violet swirls adorned her cheeks and temples, glitter shimmering and highlighting. Her eyes were hauntingly green, a color eerily similar to grass after rain. She was leaning against a boulder, and there were pieces of seaweed braided effortlessly into her hair, his eyes fell on her necklace, a piece of sea glass in the shape of a heart. The funniest part?

She was reading Archie’s English text book.

He was almost glued to his spot, he could stare at her all day. Who was she and why had he never seen her before?

Suddenly, too quickly, she had caught him, her eyes flashing in panic as she gripped the book. Jughead shook his head, rushing to her, something inside of him clicked, he wanted to comfort her, let her know she was safe, he wouldn’t hurt her.

“Wait!” The beanie wearing boy called out.
“Please! Don’t go.”

The blonde turned her body back around as Jughead finally approached the edge of the river.

“I’m sorry I scared you” he spoke just above a whisper , crouching down to speak to her considering she was still half way in the water. “ actually just here looking for a book.” He smiled gently, his eyes landing on the book she had clenched in her hands, her eyes widened in understanding and she quickly handed the English text off to him.

“I’m so sorry, I.. I found it and I didn’t think anyone would come back for it, I’ve been watching it all day. I’m no theif, I would never take something that has a home…. but the book… it was all alone.” She spoke slowly, almost unsure of her voice, Jughead nodded reassuringly

“Yeah my friend can be pretty careless, I’d never leave a book anywhere. I’m Jughead by the way, Jughead Jones.” He extended a hand and the beautiful blonde stared blankly at it, he pulled back “and your name..?” He questioned.

“My name is Betty Cooper.” Her words were rehearsed, cautious.

Jughead looked deep into her green eyes and held his hand out again.

“Let me help you out of the water, it’s getting cold and late.”

Once again Betty’s eyes were curious
“I can’t leave.” She spoke matter of factly and Jughead couldn’t help but laugh

“Are you stuck? When we were kids Arch and I used to get our feet stuck in the seaweed all the time.”

Betty smiled softly now
“Oh no, I couldn’t get my feet stuck.”

Jughead raised a brow
“Okay so what seems to be the problem?”

With the most musical laugh Jughead had ever heard Betty swam a bit away

“I can’t get out silly because I cannot walk.” With that she flipped her tail out from under the water.

Jughead flung backwards, stumbling as he gasped.

“You’re.. you’re a mermaid.” He whispered.

The beautiful blonde siren nodded enthusiastically

“Yes and you’re a human.”

Begin Again (2) (Soulmate au)

Summary: One day every human being on the planet received a mark in some place on their body at the same time; these marks are the initials of your soulmate and their date of birth. What do you do when your soulmate is not the person that you have a relationship with?

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1956

Warnings: Angst, fuffly a

Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta, you are Amazing and a cute pie.

Sequel to Every Road

credits to the gif owners


You were lost. A couple of days ago you had your life all figured out and now you don’t know what to do. You barely left your bed these days; all you did was cry and eat ice cream. You hated the feeling of uncertainty.

Your boss took pity of your situation and let you work from home for the next couple of weeks. You were grateful because you still didn’t feel ready to face the outside world.  You quickly realized that work from home is boring; you don’t have too much to do besides answering emails and revising files.

You used all this free time too clean your apartment; you threw everything that belonged to your ex away and everything you felt that didn’t belong to you anymore. You felt renewed, your placed started to look like yours again and getting rid of his things made you see you are really better off without him.

Part of you always knew that your relationship was better from the outside than in the inside, you just wish you had realized that by yourself and not because of the universe.

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Bts reaction to their s/o being too scared to share a bed:

Anon requested:  Hey there. I have a strange one, if you don’t feel comfortable doing it then you don’t have to. Bts reactions to finding out that their s/o is too scared to share a bed with them.

A/ N: Why would I be uncomfortable? You can request anything sweetie


Jin:

Originally posted by syubto

Little disappointed but Jin won’t show it being the gentleman he is. “Yes of course I’m sorry it’s my fault I’ll sleep somewhere else”

Suga:

Originally posted by themoonofsatan

Straight up asks you why, you two are together so sharing a bed shouldn’t be a problem right? 

J-Hope:

Originally posted by i-need-u-grrr

He immediately lifts up the mood and says that he understands and he wouldn’t want to rush you. Yet, after the incident Hoseok will bring it up in a more serious tone so you two can discuss it.

Rap Monster:

Originally posted by ji-nim

Not saying anything was his sign of irritation. You could at least open the chance for discussion but being shy was no help and having to sleep on the couch made stuff even worst. Mental note, next time, let him sleep with you.

Jimin:

Originally posted by delightfullyfree95

Awkward stuttering. CUTE  He’ll keep glaceing sideways and mumbling yeah sure it’s okay because he seriously has no idea what to say or do.

V/ Taehyung:

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

As he gathered his stuff to go sleep somewhere else, he slowed down and asked you why. You two are together so what seems to be the problem to be honest, Taehyung will feel kinda hurt

Jungkook:

Originally posted by sugutie

73628 mental calculations operate through his mind as he wrecks his brain for what he said or did that made you feel uncomfortable sleeping with him. Eventually he fell asleep on the uncomfortable mattress, praying to the gods this won’t be an everyday thing.

Ladies get mad at me for moving my canopy so I'll be in the shade, I pretend I can't understand them.

A few years ago, when my wife and I were still dating, we went to one of my son’s little league baseball games.  We knew in advance which baseball field it would be played in, so we already knew they had no seating for spectators and no shade, either.  I brought lawn chairs and an EZ-Up (a canvas canopy with four legs).  

When the game was about to start, we picked out a spot down the first base line where we could set up our chairs and the EZ-Up.  Several parents were already there to watch their own kids play.  Like us, most of them brought their own chairs.  

I figured I’d start with the EZ-Up, then I’d go back to the car to get the chairs.  Among the parents who were watching the game, there were two ladies (who I assume were Vietnamese) that were paying particular attention to me as I put up the EZ-Up.  They were about 20 feet away from where I was putting the canopy up, but they kept turning around and looking at me, talking about what I was doing, and pointing at me.  I got the impression that they had a problem with what I was doing, but I’d seen people with canopies at the games before, and I’d set up behind everyone, so I didn’t see what the problem was.  

When I’d finished putting up the canopy, I asked my wife (girlfriend at the time) to stay with the canopy while I went back to the car to get the chairs.  The car wasn’t parked very far away.  When I got the chairs from the car and headed back to the canopy, the two ladies had gotten up and were moving their chairs to be  under the shade of my canopy.  

This was in the afternoon, so the shade provided by the canopy was already several feet away from being directly under the canopy.  Instead of being under the canopy, the shade was a few feet to the right of the canopy, leaving the underneath side of the canopy directly in the sun.

These ladies set their chairs down right in the middle of the shade of my canopy and were sitting there talking to each other in what I could only guess was Vietnamese.  It might have been Thai or Laotian or something else, but whatever it was, they were talking to one another and seemed to be very happy with themselves for beating me to the shade provided by my own canopy.  

I unfolded the chairs beneath the canopy and asked my wife, “How’s that?”  

My wife sat down in the chair and said, “Good, but we’re still in the sun.”  

“No problem,” I said.  There was no one to the left of us, so I picked up the canopy by one of the legs and dragged it across the ground to the left until the shade was covering our chairs.  

As I did this, the two Asian ladies, looked up and around, like they’re trying to figure out why their shade was disappearing, as if it wasn’t completely obvious that I was moving my own canopy so I could sit under the shade I had intended to provide for myself and my wife.  

I’d already been married for nine years to a really shitty person, so I had a lot of practice in dealing with selfish people who thought of only themselves.  I wasn’t about to sit there and just suffer in the sun when I’d been the one to bring the canopy for myself and for my wife.  

These ladies were mad, though.  I don’t know what they were thinking, but they had the impression that they were entitled to the shade from my canopy because they had sat down there first.  

“You put that back!”  One of them said.  She had a really thick accent.  “You can’t move that!”  

“I what now?”  I asked.  I couldn’t believe it.  

“You took the shade.  We were sitting here and you took it!”  The other one said.  

I was in disbelief that the two women would both come to the same conclusion.  I wondered if it was some kind of cultural thing, like maybe where they were from, it was bad manners to provide something and then take it away or maybe if they had gotten there first, they thought they were entitled to it.  I didn’t know and didn’t care.  

Those two then turned to each other and were squawking back and forth in whatever language they both spoke.  Then, turned back to me.

“You put it back!”  One of them said again.  

“I what?”  I asked.  “This is mine.  I brought it.”

“No, no,” the other one said, then said something I didn’t understand.  

“You put it back!”  The first one said again.  

The second one said something else I couldn’t understand.  

“Yeah,” I said.  “I’m here to watch the game in the shade.  I don’t know what you’re saying.”  

The first one said something else again in English.  Rather than argue, I just pretended I couldn’t understand either of them no matter what they said.  Every time they said something, I just answered with, “Okay, thank you.”  This just made them more mad.  I got them to speak louder and slower and to used different words, but I would keep answering like I had no idea what they were saying.  

At one point, one of them was saying, “We sit here!  You move shade!  You sit there!  You move back!”  

I shrugged my shoulders and said, “I don’t know what you mean.  I’m sitting here.   This is my chair.  I brought it.”  

Those two ladies sat there and squawked back and forth, kept pointing at me, pointing at the canopy, and pointing at the shade the whole game.  As the game wore on, the shade kept moving away from my wife and me due to the angle of the sun and kept moving toward these two ladies. I’d wait until the shade was just about to touch them before I’d get up and move the canopy again.  

TL;DR:  I put up a canopy for some shade.  Two ladies sit under it, then bitch at me for moving the shade so I’ll be under it instead.  I pretend I can’t understand them when they complain.