Summary; Dan Howell hates him. He hates that black haired boy that wears a varsity jacket and smells like peaches and oh goes by the name Phil Lester. He takes joy out of ruining Dan’s life and he hates him. Well he hates him until a round of spin the bottle commences.
Jesse rubbed his eyes and stuffed his books into his bag. He shut his locker just as Dan pulled him down the hall. Someone with red hair decided that he wanted to sleep in this morning and forget to pick his best friend up like he did every morning.
“It’s only Ms. Rogers class, calm down.” Jesse mumbled.
“Don’t tell me to calm down.”
Jesse rolled his eyes and let Dan pull him down the hall.
hey guys, I felt so inspired to write this boss!older!Damian x employee!Reader so please enjoy.
The intense knock on his door was enough to wake Damian out of his half sleeping state. He lifted his hands from between his palms and rubbed his hurt eyes, groaning to whoever had knocked.
The door opened soflty and light from his office spread through the dark hall that laid outside of it. Quietly and respectfully you walked through the open door, being extremely careful that your heels wouldn’t click or make any annoying sound. Damian had been having a rough time with everything this months and seeing him like this made your stomach tighten. Sure, you were nothing but his mere assistant but how could you not worry for someone who would even sleep at work, someone who had taken such good care of you in so many years.
Recently, Damian had forgotten about his hobbies, he wouldn’t make appearances in social events and to top it all, every now and then he’d come to work with bruises all over his face and knuckles. Your boss’s state was horrible and after having been around him for so much time you couldn’t say that you didn’t care. Because you did, more than an assistant should, more than a person could. Damian had become such an essential part of your life and it felt like you needed him to keep living.
“I brought you some food, a coffee as you always take it and i finished the things you assigned me to do.” You said with a soft smile and sat on the chair across his office desk, setting all the goodies you had bought him on it.
“This work was supposed to… it was supposed to have you covered for all week” Damian sighed and once he rubbed his eyes again he set them on the big cup of coffee, eyeing it as if it was the most vital thing for his survival.
“Yes sir, but I wanted to help you. You can hand me twice the amount tomorrow. I promise it will be done”
“-tt- don’t over work yourself (Y/n).” At this point he was so into this coffee and the tortilla sandwich you had brought. He had forgotten how many hours ago was his last meal.
In the blink of an eye his eyes fell on yours. You were watching his every move as he ate with hunger, a look of fulfilment and tired happiness on your face. Every minute he regretted being rude at you in the beginning of your collaboration. You’d always be a good employee, always asking for more thing to do and you’d always make sure to take care of him. You were probably the most selfless and dedicated person he had met.
“Fucking delicious” Damian mumbled as he went on with chewing his food, it was indeed the most delicious sandwich he ever had in his entire life. “Please tell me you’ve brought more of this” He said after he swallowed and his eyes landed on the plastic bag on his office desk and its containers. There was one more sandwich and it probably wasn’t for him, you’ve been here for so long and he could hear your stomach from down the hall with all the silence that existed at this hour.
“You can have it sir, I’ll cook once I get home”
At this Damian nodded. He knew better than staring to be all stubborn around you because he knew you were damn stubborn as well. And he didn’t understand how or when, but it had stopped annoying him.
“Just take one bite (l/n) it won’t hurt. You can come with me for lunch tomorrow so I can repay you for all this” Damian spoke and sipped from his hot coffee, averting his eyes right in yours once again. You felt your heart skip a bit and your cheeks started burning, you just wanted Damian to keep staring at you forever and ever. With a swift move you took Damian’s hand in yours and slowly pushed it away, rubbing soothing circles on it.
For a strange reason he didn’t know if he could take his eyes off of you and he knew you never ceased on staring into his deep, forest green eyes. It acted like a trick as he got the sandwich closer to your mouth so you could freely take your bite.
“No sir, its fine, I promise”
Yet he could see the desperation and annoyance in your gaze as he bit down on your sandwich, the gulp that was so audible and the sharp exhales as you watched him eat. There was something inside him that loved that look on your face, it only reminded him how much he loved annoying people in his own special way, ever since he was a child, in his Robin days.
“You should probably leave, we don’t want your boyfriend waiting for you with an empty stomach right?” Damian smirk with his sandwich stuffed cheeks, you couldn’t help but think how adorable he looked, even sexy st the same time and you mentally slapped yourself.
‘get yourself together (Y/n), hes your boss’s
“Oh, is it a girlfriend?” At This you laughed. Was he so oblivious?
“Sir, I don’t have any romantic partner in my life.”
Damian felt so relieved as he heard that, although he couldn’t understand the reason why. It was mayne because you were spending your whole damn life at this office, to the point he was afraid he’d lose his job for you, because you were the most hardworking person he had ever met. Or it was maybe because hed never seen you care about all those stuff. He had taken you to galas, to fancy red carpet parties to which he went to, only to prove the media that he was just like his father -but prettier- and you never flirted with anyone. Ever. St first he had thought that maybe you were eith someone and being very loyal but now that he knew that wasn’t the case he didnt know how to actually feel.
Maybe you had been hurt before in the past, but then again he didn’t k ow many things about your past, or maybe you wanted your career to come first and he totally respected that or maybe-
Why was he thinking about all these stuff. Why was he curious about his employees love life, why did he look at you like he was star spangled when only the two of you were in this room, st this time of night and all by yourself, without anyone being able to interrupt. Why did he feel as if his skin was going to melt on the spot you had touched on his hand. He had tons of women begging for his attention at the very moment and yet here he was, feeling as if all these years he had worked with you he was in love with you.
He who had banned his employees from having affairs with each other so it wouldn’t mess up with their job.
No… this wasn’t him…
Damian didn’t have these thoughts for anyone. He didn’t have time for love and he had promised himself he wouldn’t end up like Dick, breaking hearts with a blink of his eye. Even though he didnt have time for love he always wanted to know how it felt to have someone to love and to be loved, to be taken care and take care of. In the blink of an eye the realisation hit him hard because he had been denying for so long, but he felt as if you were the answer to these questions and the thought of not being able to tell you just now, killed him.
“Sir are you alright?”
He heard your voice say and onlt then did his heart lower it’s pace. With a nod he gestured you to leave and after saying your goodnights you were gone for good, leaving Damian wonder how and why. Amd in which way he could come closer to you.
I’d like to read your thoughts on this and if you want me to turn this into a mini series or want me another part just tell me so and I’ll try to.
I'm gonna ask it...RFA+Saeran finding out GASP that MC hadn't eaten all day. It's for no particular reason. She was just alone all day and got herself distracted so she forgot (lol I'm guilty of this sometimes). Haha. Thanks! I love your imagines so far:)
so basically, if RFA+Saeran were real people in my life? lollll :’)
Chef Yoosung is sad and disappointed
And he is absolutely determined to give you a love for food
He starts looking through tons of online recipes even after you reassure him it was an accident
“Yoosung I just forgot to eat I’m fine”
“No! I’ll find something that you’ll love so much that you’ll look forward to eating!!”
He puts on his kimchi-making apron and makes you watch him cook
He’s a good teacher though, and teaches you how to put things in your ramen for a fast but interesting meal
“You really like my mom’s panchan, right? I’ll ask her how to make it so I can make it for you”
What a sweet boy
She’s worried about your health but she really isn’t one to talk
“I thought you took your lunch break, MC”
“Oh. I did but I got kinda distracted.”
i’m not mad. i’m just disappointed.
She starts making it a point to eat her meals with you, whether that be at home or at the cafe or just takeout
seriously, mc how did you manage this. you co-own a CAFE for god’s sake
Jumin comes home late, as he is oft to do
Idle talk is usually part of your evening, especially on nights like this when dinner is long past
He talks about his day, and he asks you:
“What did you have for dinner?”
You’re about to answer, but after thinking about it you realize that you completely skipped dinner
and lunch… and breakfast too…
He wastes no time in calling up the chef, waking him up and promising to recompense whatever amount was necessary
He also asks Assistant Kang to book a nutritionist for you, despite your protests
He is only mildly concerned, as he is prone to skipping meals himself
Although his are more due to business/necessity
And he hates seeing you do it since you mean much more to him than he does to himself
He offers you Honey Buddha Chips and Dr. Pepper, since it’s the only food he really has
But the next day, the fridge is stuffed with sandwiches that he made himself
Any kind of sandwich you could possibly imagine
You’re grateful for the gesture but you bring him some sandwiches to make sure he eats too ~~
It’s late evening when you realize you’re hungry
Zen is shocked and worried when you both realize you haven’t eaten anything
“Oh no MC I’ve been a bad influence on you”
He panics further when he finds that his fridge only has beer and water
He brings back some bboongobbang from the truck outside and won’t stop worrying over you
“Is everything okay? Are you having… body issues?”
You laugh, which doesn’t ease his concern
“MC, you know you look perfect just the way you are, right?”
“Zen, I’m fine. I just forget to eat sometimes if I’m all alone here.”
He looks like his heart breaks even more, if possible
“You’re lonely here??”
He calls his director and calls in sick for the next day
And he goes grocery shopping and takes you on the best dinner date you’ve ever had
He’s definitely concerned when he realizes you haven’t eaten anything all day
But we all know this tsundere motherfucker shows love in enigmatic ways
He starts making little bento-style meals for you
And leaves post-its on cabinets or on the bathroom mirror reminding you to eat
He knows that you’re just forgetful
But he also gets so frustrated
“It’s the easiest thing! Just… sustain yourself!!”
… He shouts to his pillow, and never ever to your face
Jin’s mansion was overwhelming, stretching over acres and acres of land. It was safe to say that it could be double or triple the size of Yoongi’s (which Yoongi defensively said that it was simply because his own parents didn’t care much for a luxurious house). It had perfectly shaped hedges, some in the shape of hearts or elephants. Numerous windows brought light into the rooms, a courtyard so large that it held two limousines and a fountain literally shooting water straight into the air like it’s own water show. It was too much.
You were more than overwhelmed, pinching yourself to make sure it’s not some sort of delusional dream or you’re hallucinating; it might as well have been Cinderella’s castle.
“Why do I have to come along again?” You tug on Yoongi’s sleeve, whispering.
He smirks to which you roll your eyes at. “Because from when school ends to seven, your time is mine. I payed for it.”
summary: you and bucky hate each other, and stages through your relationship
warnings: there are swear words, insults, angst, meh meh
word count: 5,751
-> What about if the reader is friends with nat or Wanda and comes by to hangout and says she wants to start working out so bucky volunteers/gets told he has to train her but she comes sporadically when she has time and overtime he likes her and fluffff
->Hey bby! Here’s a request for you: a bucky x reader where the reader is having a little girl conversation (about Bucky) with Wanda and Nat and he overhears :) Idk I find that cute for some reason
A/N: it’s long af and like through the years okay have fun im going to sleep it’s 4:15 am
Steve’s grip on the paper he was holding tightened significantly as his ears nearly bled from the constant bickering.
“Shut the fuck up, Bucky.”
“You’re the fuck up. How do I shut you up?” he shot back, making you seethe.
“Says the asshole who can’t even fight properly.” You both circled around the mat.
“That’s rich, coming from you.”
“Wow, how original, Barnes-”
“Oh my God, will you guys shut it already?! Just train and get out of here!” Steve finally lost it. He would have separated you both long ago, but no one could deny you were good for each other. For all the pent up anger you two had, it was good that you relieved it some way because none of the other the Avengers were able to keep up with you.
Both of you glared at each other but agreed silently as you shut up, continuing the training as usual.
Steve swore the tension could break through his shield if it was materialised.
“Hey JARVIS, where is everyone?” you called out, wondering where the hell everyone was since you were alone in the common room.
“They’re all watching a movie in the home theatre Agent [Y/L/N],” he informed you as confusion took over you. Why didn’t they call you?
As you opened the door to the theatre, the light flooding the mini hall, everyone turned to look at you.
“[Y/N]? We thought you were out.” Steve squinted.
“Who on earth told you that? I’ve been in my room the whole time!” you exclaimed, feeling a little hurt, honestly.
“Buck-” Every head turned to him as he smirked at you.
“That’s just cold, man,” Sam commented as Bucky smirked.
“Well, it wasn’t like your presence was missed. Literally nobody cared.” He shrugged. You looked around at everyone as they looked a little guilty.
“We really thought you were out,” Nat tried to convince you but you gave her a tight lipped smile.
“It’s okay,” you offered, walking down the slope to where Bucky was sitting alone in a row. You sat in the seat next to him, obnoxiously picking up your legs and sitting diagonally in such a manner that your feet were propped up on the chair in front of Bucky to obstruct his view.
“What the fuck?” His eyebrows knitted together.
“Don’t mind my feet, Sam.” You nodded at him as he grinned, figuring out what you were doing.
“How am I supposed to see?” He threw his hands up angrily.
“I don’t know, why don’t you sit somewhere else?” you asked innocently, knowing all the seats were taken up by the remaining members who were fighting smiles.
“Fuck off [Y/N],” he growled and went to move your feet.
“You come near my feet and I will not hesitate to kick you in the face. Don’t fucking try me.”
“I wake up next to Jungkook, the one that I hated wholeheartedly and let’s not forget that he claims that he’s my husband”
◇ genre : angst & romance ◇ summary : you finally returned home after your mom finally called jungkook to take you, even you still feel awkward being around him ◇ words : 2.1k ◇ author’s note :
hi, i’m updating it after 2 weeks past. Thanks for reading, xoxo
“You can use the guest room first until
you get better, then you can moved to mine back” Jungkook exclaimed while
pushing your luggage into your new room. You can see his veins appeared along
his arms as he tried to pull your luggage that seems heavy. You wonder about
what things that your mother packed in the luggage which probably full with
your clothes because she really want to get you out from the house in order for
you to stay here with him.
You mother’s intention might be helpful
for Jungkook but not for you. At this moment, you don’t even wishes to stay
nearer to him until you finally figured out what is actually going on with your
current condition. Why in a sudden as they claimed, you are forgetting almost
half of your memories. The most important is why Jungkook willing to give up
his dreams because of you. You still can’t believe the reason given by Rose
he did that for you because he loves you.
You wonder how important your existence
in his life as your eyes traced along his facial feature, observing every inch
of his face. Without him noticing, it’s been a several minutes you are staring
at him who seems adjusting the luggage to the proper position so it would
disturb your ways in the room. It seems you didn’t noticing that you are gazing
lovingly at him compared to several seconds before when your gaze filled with
curiosity. His gesture managed to flip your feelings in just a second when he
seems to be busy tidying your new room.
Your palm started to sweat when your
eyes met with him as he shifted his face from the floor to yours and you caught
a smile dangled on the corner of his lips. Then, your heart beats in an unusual
rhythm and you suddenly feel calm and relaxed; those feelings that you never
felt when you’re being with him. When you finally acknowledged your current
state, you immediately shook your head slightly to brush off those feelings.
As you crossed your arms across your
chest, your brows bumped together into a scowl and a scoff came out from your
lips. “Do you think that if I get better, I will sleep in your room? Like
together with you?” His body stiffened at your remark as you can see he
slightly flinched after hearing those words which you hope it might help you to
regain your mind to conscious back after those weird feelings that managed to
linger for a few seconds.
“What do you wanna do when we get home?” Tony asked you from across the way, sat at his own desk.
You gave a wry laugh and looked up at him, “We have to get out of here first.” You mumbled, “I’m just happy that Ducky could take Louise for us.” You moved another paper out of your way to read another report to do with the case. It was way past dinner, McGee had gone home to Delilah, Bishop had met up with Clayton, Jimmy and Brianna for a few beers at the bar and Gibbs was…somewhere, come to think of it, where was Gibbs?
❥ “Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.“ - Martin Luther King Jr.
“Yah, sleepyhead! Wake up, we have to get ready and leave as soon as possible.”
Bidding the darkness a goodbye, Jungkook slowly opened his sleepy eyes. He realized that it felt different to wake up in a warm place without the sound of the busy streets and the cold breeze that came with the winter morning.
From little on, he was used to the feeling of waking up alone and the judging glances of the strangers that passed by him every morning in order to get to work. He never had the need to know how it felt like to wake up to a morning that was accompanied by an other person beside himself. He never understood what people found so special about it. Well, that was until he met her. With her, Jungkook learned what it felt like to be at home for the first time. It was her that made him aware of the fact that not every morning was as cold as he thought it would be, since her snuggles were as comforting and warm as the sun. It was her that made him realize that it wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be to have someone by his side every morning. With her, he felt at home. Because for him, she was his home.
“Yah, Jungkook! Are you even listening to me?”
Jungkook snapped out of his thoughts when he saw you standing in front of him, one hand holding a sandwich and the other a cup of tea. You were already dressed in your jacket and boots, ready to leave as soon as possible. “Where are you going-”
Before Jungkook could end his question, you stuffed the sandwich in his mouth and started tugging at his arm. “We need to leave, right now!”
Yanking his arm away, Jungkook glared at you. “Are you crazy?! What are you doing?! I think you forgot what I’m capable of! I could kill you-”
Rolling your eyes, you reached out for his arm for the second time and started tugging him toward the door. “We need to hurry! I want to show you something!”
“Yah, are you stupid? It’s still dark outside! The sun has not even appeared.”
Tugging harder this time, you whispered under your breath. “That’s why we have to hurry, stupid!”
When you told Jungkook that you would show him the good things in life, he didn’t imagine that you would tug him around like a little kid would tug their toys around wherever they would go.
Following your running form in the freezing weather, Jungkook glanced to his side to observe your worried face. Every now and then, you would check the time as if you were in a hurry to not miss something really important that meant a lot to you. He could tell that you were out of breath and really tired the moment you stopped running. Only when you turned your body toward him and smiled brightly at him, did he realize that you both were standing on a high hill where you could almost see the whole city. “We made it!”
He watched how you clapped around with your hands, a wide smile plastered on your face which made him wonder how even a little thing like this could make you this happy. “And why are we here?”
Ignoring his words, he saw you checking the time again. “Yah! I asked you somethin-”
“Close your eyes!”
Confused, Jungkook looked at you. He was definitely not doing something like that. “What? Why should I?”
“Hurry, Jungkook, close them! Now!”
“I don’t want to-”
“Aish!” Before Jungkook could end his sentence, he felt your soft hands on his eyes and your soothing voice near his ear. “3, 2, 1.”
The minute you removed your tiny hands from his eyes, his breath hitched when he saw the scenery in front of him.
The whole city looked like it was floating over the clouds while the first beams of the sun reflected on the buildings.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”
When he heard your voice, he looked at you and again, observed your amazed face. “It is..”
“This scenery only happens for a few seconds. I was so worried that I wouldn’t be able to show you this beautiful moment. But I’m proud and happy that we made it!”
Only when you turned your head to him and said ‘Oh, the dimple appeared again!’, while touching it, did he realize that he was smiling the whole time thanks to you.
You looked at the big ferris wheel in front of you and turned to Jungkook while shaking your head. “No! Never! We can ride everything, but not this one!”
You watched how a smirk formed on his face. “Why? Are you scared?”
Averting your eyes, you mumbled. “I.. don’t like them.”
Shrugging his shoulder, he dragged you toward the empty wagon. “Well, now you do.”
Unwillingly, you stepped into the wagon and sat down in front of him. You could already feel how tiny droplets of cold sweat was forming on your forehead. Right before your wagon reached the top, your whole body started shaking. Not wanting Jungkook to realize this, you gripped your knees and closed your eyes.
“Hey, are you okay?”
Biting your lips in order to avoid your heavy breathing, you nodded with your head.
“Y/N, what’s wrong?”
Before you could answer his question, you felt two strong arms around your body and a hand on your head which was stroking your hair. “Shh. Calm down. Everything is okay. I’m here, don’t be scared. Shh..”
Thanks to his soothing whispers, you were able to control your breath and were able to open your eyes, slowly. Not letting go of him, you nuzzled your head in the crook of his neck and whispered. “Don’t let me go, please..”
“I’m here, and I won’t let go..”
“I-I’m sorry for what happened earlier. And thank you for helping me..”
You were walking around in the amusement park, when suddenly Jungkook stopped walking. Looking up, you saw how his whole body tensed and he looked like he saw a ghost just seconds ago. Worried, you shook his arm. “Jungkook? Hey, what’s wrong?”
Not reacting to your calls, you watched how his face got paler as seconds went by. “Jungkook, you’re scaring me. What’s wrong?”
Shaking his arm again, you tried to meet his gaze. “Hey, wait here. I’ll grab some water. You don’t look good.”
Right when you took a step away from him, you felt a strong grip on your wrist and the next thing you know, you were only mere inches away from his face.
Vampire!AU series with the whole package of eventual fluff, angst and smut!
At the age of 8, defenseless and powerless, you watched, hidden within a closet as the silver-haired woman in red drapes whose eyes glowed bright red as she stole the life of your parents. Disappearing without a trace or clue, you promised to avenge your parents and train to become the strongest vampire hunter who would make sure to protect and fight for her loved ones at all costs…even if those loved ones are vampires themselves.
Word Count: 3195
Warnings: Slight angst and some suggestive content!
Written By: Smuttyfairy
A/N: I hurt myself writing this…TF is wrong with me *ugly sobbing* ANYWAY. HERE’S JIMIN.
Pairing: Washington x Reader with Platonic!Hamilsquad x reader
Prompt: #20 “Passion! Romance!” “…Food”
Warnings: cursing and some awful attempts at humor?
Only two people know about your crush on George Washington, the class president of your school. Those two people also happened to be on the student council and some of your best, most annoying friends.
Hamilton and Lafayette.
Currently they were pestering you about how to confess to him. They thought it would be best to do it on his birthday. They just didn’t have any idea on how to do it.
They were currently sitting across from you trying to come up with an idea.
“How do you know that he’s even interested in me? If he doesn’t even like me what is the whole point. This is all just a waste of time,” You said to them stuffing your sandwich in your mouth.
“Y/N how could he not like you? He’s always looking at you when you are reading or doing something else. He smiles around you more and relaxes. I think that says something obvious,” Alexander replies.
“Yeah! You just need to pay attention more! Now come on, we need to think of a way for you to confess!” Lafayette says in addition to Alex’s statements.
You rolled your eyes and walked away, throwing your trash as you went and walking to your next class.
“I got it!” Laf cries as soon as you are out of sight. “We need a setting of passion! Romance!”
“…Food,” Alex replied.
“They both share a love of food and culture. Make a treat and then force Y/N to give it to him. And you have to make it, because I can’t cook for shit,” Alex steadily replies, already getting on his phone to look up dessert recipes.
“Yeah okay, I hope this works,”
It was the day of George’s birthday and Laf and Alex had been acting sneaky all morning long. Hercules was giving you a look that was a cross between pity and amusement.
John seemed oblivious to anything going on. Friggin nerd.
Anyway you were at your locker getting your notes for Physiology when those two trouble makers came up with shit eating grins on their faces.
They held out a small container of mini cheesecakes? At least that’s what you thought it was.
“Listen up Y/N. You are going to put this onto George’s desk and he is going to read what the cake says and then you to are going to go on magical date and live happily ever after. Got it?”
“What does the cake say?” you respond trying to take the lid off the container.
“Gracious! Just put it on his desk!” Laf replies thrusting the container in your hands. “And I have this call with you and George so you are going to do it whether you like it or not. No let’s go before George beats us there.”
Walking into the classroom you were the only two there. You plopped the container onto his desk and walked to yours, throwing your head onto the desk and shutting out the world.
You noticed when George walked in going over to his desk in confusion. You stole a glance at Laf, who was trying to look natural but failing miserably.
Shooting a quick glance at George you noticed that he was opening the container and looking inside.
You grabbed your book and started reading before he could look at you. You could feel him staring at you, and the heat started to rise up to your face.
You shot the quickest glance over to him. He looked like he was about to walk over here and talk to you, but then the teacher walked in and started class.
You would have to wait to see what happens.
After class you left quickly as possible. Anxiety was filling you and all you wanted was a drink of water.
George was walking towards you looking a bit nervous. You gulped and looked at him.
“Y/N thank you very much for this delicious looking cake. I know this may seem really forward, but would you give me the honor of taking you out on a date tonight? Maybe at the cafe on 47th street?” He said standing in front of you.
Oh my glob.
“I would love to go out with you tonight George. Would seven work okay for you?” You asked him trying to control your blushing and shaky voice.
“That would be wonderful. I shall see you at seven,” He looks extremely relieved.
After he walked away you went to your locker and saw Laf and Alex standing there.
“Food is always the answer to anything.”
I hope you all like it! And please give me some feedback on what you think! Requests are open!
Part 3 of my ongoing Ian fic. You don’t need to be caught up on any plot to read this, but if you are caught up then I especially appreciate you! A massive THANK YOU goes out to everybody who had enjoyed any of my previous fics enough to leave me any sort of feedback! I mentally bless every URL that shows up in my notifs, so if you’re one of them, I hope my blessings were realized and that you had a great day lol xxxxxxx
This contains SMUT, but it’s very fluffy because I’m a slut for emotionally vulnerable Ian.
Summary: Ian’s been trying to act chill about you, but he’s lowkey obsessed. Thankfully, he manages to finally score and land a good nut. Papa bless.
Fandom: Teen Wolf Pairing: Dominant!Derek Halex Reader Words: 1,902 Warnings: nothing intense in the first chapter. just alcohol consumption that’s about it. Chapters:Masterlist Tagged:@stilescstilinski A/N: i will have a master list of all chapters up as soon as I can. which will also explain the story a little more and what is going on as well as future warnings of this series and disclaimers so keep a look out for that other than that enjoy chapter 1 :)
Part 1 of a mini-series requested by a wonderful anon :) hope you enjoy it. my dear!!
Part 1 Warnings: None
It was the first day of your last semester of high school but it felt like a usual Monday morning for you. You woke up and got ready for school, putting on your uniform and giving yourself a once over in the mirror. You couldn’t help but wish you would have grown into your body by now, you were a senior after all. “This is as good as it’s gonna get” you sighed.
The cafeteria of the JYP building is full
of hopeful trainees all nervous and excited for the upcoming monthly
evaluation. You are sharing a corner
table with your co-trainees and close friends Nayeon, Jihyo, Bambam, Jackson, and
Alright, kids, here’s the first prompt I got! For @berserkhamster, I hope you like it <3 I’ve never done something like this before, so be nice to me!! ;)
Also, please watch out for the read more!
#4: “Walk out that door and we’re through.”
Stupid. He was so, so goddamn stupid.
The workshop was as silent as it hadn’t been in a really long time. Tony hadn’t spent much time alone in it these past couple months. Bucky had always been there. Whether he had just been sitting on the couch in the corner, or whether he followed Tony around to see what he was doing, and of course when Tony had worked on the new and improved arm. Bucky had been there almost every day without a fail. He had spent so much time around Tony that even Steve had started to complain jokingly about never seeing his best friend anymore.
At first, Tony had figured that Bucky was just coming to have his arm checked and to get upgrades. People usually only came down to him if they needed something. But when Bucky kept returning, he thought that he was probably interested in his work. He did mention that he remembered being very into futuristic tech back in the day, and apparently HYDRA hadn’t been able to wipe that interest entirely. It never occurred to Tony that Bucky was coming around because he liked him.