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Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 2/?)

NOTE: Thanks for the good feed back, guys! So here comes part 2, unfortunately I’m stupid and in the middle of writing I realised I wrote this one in first person. Anyway, tell me which person do you prefer (I can try the third next time lol). This one is bit longer than the previous one, I hope you’ll like it xx

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I spent most of the Saturday with Sheri so I didn’t have much time to think about the hot tub thing, but Sunday… Most of the day I sat at my room, reading book, even though better word would be holding. I stared at one page for an hour and haven’t read a single word.
Was I too hard on him? I mean, I joked around and made innuendos with all the jocks all the time, including Monty, but leaving him like that in the hot tub is something on a whole new level.
Whatever, he started it and he deserved it. But memories of his lips and if his hands on my body still gave me chills.
Fuck you, Montgomery, I whispered.

Next day at school wasn’t anything special until I came to the chemistry lesson, a little bit late.
“Please, take a sit, Ms. Y/L.N”, teacher barely even looked at me.
I looked around the classroom and spotted last empty chair. Next to Montgomery.  
“You gotta be kidding me”, I mumbled under my breath.
“Hey, you”, I sat on my chair.
“Hey”, he kinda acted normal, kinda stared at me.
“How was the rest of the party, huh? You smoked some weed, play some video games?”, why am I like this, why did I even started this topic.
“I had to jack off in the hot tub. Because of you”, he whispered through his clenched teeth.
“Ew, does Bryce know about it?”, I prayed for him to shut up, afraid that someone would hear something and honestly, I couldn’t imagine anything some embarassing than people finding out that two of us made out.
“You will regret it.”
“Yeah, right”, I snorted.
His hand went behind me and his fingers started running along my spine. I tensed up trying not to show that it had an effect on me.
“Okay class”, teacher finally started lesson, “most of this semester, you’ll work in pairs, so look at your neighbour and say Hi to your new partner”.
I slowly turned my head to look at Montgomery, now disgusted even more then when he mentioned jacking off in the hot tub.
“What did you get in chemistry last semester?”, I asked.
“What do I need to play in the team?”
“C average or above”, everyone in sports teams said it like a mantra, it was literally the only condition, that has to be fulfilled to be in the team. “So it was C?”, I guessed.
“Well, yeah, what did you get?”
“A”, I sighed knowing all the work would be on me this semester.

Next day I was in cafeteria, waiting in the line to get my food, wearing my cheerleader suit.
“You’re looking good, you know?”, I heard annoying voice behind me.
“Why don’t you just get ‘lookin’ good’ tattoed on your face?”, I answered bored. “Besides, you have seen me in cheerleader suit a thousand times.”
“Yeah, but last Friday I took a good look at you in bathing suit…”
“No way”, I interrupted him with sarcastic tone.
“… And now I know what’s under it”, he continued.
“What has gotten into you today?”, I asked, little bit shocked with his dirty talk.
“I told you, you will regret”, he whispered.
“So you gonna sexually harrass me for the rest of my life?”, I turned around to look at him and saw Clay Jensen coming up.
“Hey, Jensen”, I said bit louder so he could hear.
He waved at me and smiled.
“Did you talk to Jeff?”, I asked. “US history and English will be kicking his ass once again.”
“Yeah, I spoke to him and yeah I will tutor him”, he said as he walked by.
“Thank you”, I gave him a high five. “You’re da best.”
“Thanks, Y/N”.
“Real MVP!”, you shouted and he laugh.
I finally got my food, grabbed the tray and went to the table not waiting for Monty. I barely sat went Jessica came over with a smile on her face.
“Okay, bitches, party at my place, Friday, 7pm”, she said, punched my arm and went.
“Seriously, you have to stop doing it! Where are you going?”, I shouted.
“To spread the news!”

Friday came up and I really didn’t feel like coming. Again.
“You always complain, but still come go the party and have a great time”, Jess said when we were walking home from school. “So stop making up excuses, or I swear I’ll slap you.”
“You can’t fight with an argument like this, I guess”, I sighed.
My parents didn’t have anything against the party, they didn’t put much interest in me as long as my grades were good and I was in cheerleaders team.

I showed up at Jessica’s at 7, and was one of the firsts, because 7 really mean 9, but it was okay. My plan was to get buzzed (and I really wanted to get drunk that night) before party starts for good and to avoid Montgomery. Good thing was that after Tuesday talk in cafeteria he kinda stopped annoying me.
By 10 pm I was properly drunk, so when Justin asked if I want to play spin the bottle with him and few other people of course I was like “Duh, fuck yeah”. I sat the floor between Sheri and Zach.
“Hey, Monty, you play?”, Zach asked and moved slightly making place for Montgomery to sit between us.
It didn’t really bothered me, because last three days he had been acting normal, so I thought he finally accepted the fact he got played.
After few spins bottle pointed at me, I leaned towards Troy and gave him a quick kiss. I spinned the bottle and it pointed Monty. With poker I turned to him and kissed him as quickly as I did with Troy. He spinned and it pointed on me again.
“Seriously?!”, I sighed.
He quickly wrapped his arm around my neck, turned us, so people couldn’t really see our faces and kissed me stucking his tongue in my mouth. It lasted way too long than typical kiss in the game.
“At least first bring her a drink, Montgomery”, Justin said and threw chips in our direction.
“Easy, hot head”, I mumbled as I moved away without looking at his face.
Few minutes later game was over, mostly because Jessica and Justin turned it into make out session. I got up and went to the kitchen, to make myself another drink and grab something to eat.
One minute later I felt someone smacked my ass.
“Did you just…”, I didn’t even have to look to know who it was. “You’re fucking disgusting, you know that?”
“Maybe, but somehow I think you you’re into it and you like what is going on between us”, he took a sip of my drink without asking.
“Oh my God, you’re also fucking ridiculous”, I said with my eyes wide open. “I’m too sober for that shit”, I drank whole drink at once.
“You swallow fast”, he said with cocky smirk on his face.
“One more word and I’ll throw up at you, I swear”.
“Yo, Y/N”, I heard Jeff calling my name.  “Wanna go for a beer run with me?”
“With pleasure”, I answered and run to him without even looking and Monty.
In the car Jeff told me how he helped Clay and Hannah with their twisted situation, clearly proud of himself that for once he turned out to be smarter than Clay.
“You’re good guy, Atkins”, I smiled at him. “All you want is to play baseball, have a good grades and help Clay with Hannah and that’s beautiful.”
“Oh, come on, I’m gonna blush”, he laughed.
“No seriously, I will tell every girl that you’re the most pure, sweetest cinnamon roll and that you’re different than others and don’t care about scoring".
Weird grin showed up on his face.
“You already scored today, didn’t you?”, I punched him in the arm. “I take my words back, you’re awful”, I laughed. “How does it happen that everyone make out with everyone, except me?“
“You know…”, Jeff moved in the seat. “It’s probably cause you always seem so… tied… And stressed”
“Excuse me?”, I turned on the seat.
“Well, you know, compared to other cheerleaders… Look, they don’t give a shit about anything, they don’t give a shit about school, about grades, they don’t give a shit even about cheerleading. And you care about everything and that’s why you seem more stressed than them”, he tried to explain. “Take a chill pill, make out with someone, have some fun”, he punched my arm.
(Un)fortunately his words and the drink I drank and once before leaving for beer run, both hit me at the same time. Super drunk me decided to make out with somebody. Anybody. We came back, I left the car and started walking towards Jessica’s home, having big troubles with walking in straight line.  
“Y/N, for fuck’s sake, just be careful”, Jeff shouted for me.
“Yeah, yeah”, I mumbled getting into the house.
I looked around and spotted Montgomery sitting on the couch, doing something of his phone. I went there, sat next to him and put my hand on his thigh.
“It’s a party, Monty, put this phone away and have some fun”, I said.
“Huh, look who’s gotten friendly”, he looked at me suspiciously.
“I know, I’ve been a bitch but I went for that beer run with Jeff, you know, and I realized some things”.
“Really, what things, for example?”, he put his arm around me.
I didn’t answer him, I stared at his face instead, giggling.
“God, you’re handsome”, I said glancing at his lips.
“Okay, here’s what we gonna do”, he leaned towards me and whispered into my ear, “I’m gonna go upstairs, to Jessica’s room, and you’ll join me in few minutes”, his lips were touching my ear.
I nodded my head, Monty quickly kissed me on the neck and basically run upstairs.
“I’m gonna get laid”, I mumbled to myself. “I think I’m gonna get laid.”
“Hey Y/N”, Jessica jumped on the couch.
“Where have you been, I was looking for you.”
“I was on a beer run with Jeff.”
“Goood, I was afraid we run out of alcohol, but then Jeff came in like a Superman with sixpacks”, she giggled.
“I think I need some water”, I smiled at her and left to the kitchen, I need to get rid of her.
I poured myself a water, drank it and run upstairs. When I opened door to Jessica’s room, it was dark inside. I closed and locked the door.
“Montgomery?”, I whispered.
I heard steps behind me, second later Monty pushed me to the wall, grabbed my wrists put them above my head. His hands went down the sides of my body, until he grabbed my thighs and pulled me up, so I could wrap my legs around his waist.
He laid me on the bed his lips went from my down neck to collarbones and started sucking it just like a week ago.
“Monty”, I punched his arm.
He pulled up, stroked cheek, and said, “Today I make the rules”, shiver went down my spine.
“Fuck”, I mumbled.
His hand went from my thigh to my breast and squizzed it. The other one pulled dress up, he started kissing my stomach, getting lower and lower, sucked my belly button, probably causing huge hickey around it, but I really fucking didn’t care. His head went up and he kissed my lips again. I felt his fingers sliding into panties which only turned me on more.
I started unbottoning his shirt but he grabbed both of my wrists with spare hand.
“Keep your hands yourself”, he whispered and slided his fingers into me.
I scratched his back.
“You like that?”, he asked as he curled his fingers and pumped them again and again.
“Fuck, Montgomery, I want you, just fuck me already”, I moaned.
“Does it turn you on?”, another pump.
I nodded my head and bit my lip trying to not make any noices. It was dark, my eyes were closed, butcould sense fucking cocky smirk on his face. He slided out of me and sat bed.
“Monty, why did you stop?”, I also sat on bed and switched the light on.
He bottoned up two bottons I had undo and fixed his hair.
“What the fuck are you doing?”, I asked.
He stood up, leaned towards me and looking me in the eyes said, “Guess you can’t play the player, huh?”
“Are you kidding me?”, I shouted.
“It was fun, see you on Monday”, he unlocked the door, smiled at me and left the room.
I sat there speechless for a few good minutes.
“What the fuck did just happen?”, I asked myself out loud.
I fixed my hair, took a deep breath and decided to go back to the party.
“Fucking bastard”, I mumbled.
I went down and sat on the couch next to Jess.
“Why don’t you have any drink?”, she asked.
“I’m good, thanks”.
“You know, to be honest, you look a little fucked, break will be good for you”, she said, even though she was the one who was barely able to speak. “ Where the fuck is Justin?”, she looked around.
“He’s playing beer pong with Montgomery”, Alex Standall sat on a chair in front of us.
“Cool, thanks Alex”, Jessica got up. “You’re not coming?”, she asked me.
“No thanks, I’m good, just gonna sit for a while”, I answered but she was gone before I even stopped talking. “How’s the party, Alex?”
“I love her”, he mumbled, looking after Jess.
“Oh God”, I rolled my eyes. “You two dated for like two months, year ago, seriously man, get over it”.
“It’s love. It’s not logic”, he sighed.
“Alex, I’m not saying this because I’m a bitch or because I root for Jessica and Justin. I’m saying this because you’re good and you deserve to be happy, okay? Move. On.”
Said me. Person who couldn’t get over the fact that she got played by a player because she tried to get him played. Hypocrisy at it’s finest.
I walked around the house, looking for Jeff, who was supposed to drive me home. Instead I bumped on Sheri. I pretended to listen to her while I was discretly watching Montgomery talking to some girl, wrapping his disgusting arm around her.
“…are you even listening to me?”, she shaked my arm.
“Umm, yeah, I was just… Looking at driveway, but I can’t spot Jeff’s car”, I lied quickly, in the meantime Monty got back inside.
“He went for another beer run”.
“Okay, I gotta go”, I smiled at her and went to the house.
I saw de la Cruz shouting something to Justin as he was walking upstairs and then got into bathroom.
I got you, you little fucker, I thought, went upstairs and stood next to door as if I was waiting in the line.
“Are you waiting to get to the bathroom?”, Troy, the baseball player, patted my shoulder.
“Yeah, yeah, I am”, I had to get rid of him, “Umm, you know… I feel a little bit sick, so it may take a moment…”
“Are you gonna throw up?”
“Maybe… As I said, it may take a moment. But you can use bathroom downstairs, it’ll probably be faster.”
“Good idea, you’re smart”, he pointed at me. “Take care, Y/N”
“Bye, Troy”, I chuckled watching him, when he was trying not to kill himself on the stairs.
And I heard door getting unlocked. Montgomery opened them and then I pushed him back inside and locked the doors again.
“We are finishing it now”, I said, grabbed his neck and kissed him.

Chupacabra

Imagine you are an American hunter working for the British Men of Letters and are trying to console Ketch after Sam and Dean make fun of his accent. (Gif not mine).

Originally posted by lost-shoe

You finally caught up to Ketch after chasing after him down a few halls in the British Men of Letters bunker. He was dressed in his black outfit with a bullet-proof vest and a grumpy look on his face walking towards one of the doors. You quickly blocked his path forcing him to briefly look up at you.

“Where are you going?” you questioned.

“Out,” Ketch stated curtly trying not to make eye contact with you.

“What’s wrong?” you asked as you saw the frown on his face deepen.

“Nothing,” he said trying to move past you. “Could you move out of my way?”

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Weakness - Part 2

Summary: You’re an old acquaintance of Barry Allen and The Flash’s enemy, but when you’re together you’re way more than that. You’re struggling with your evilness and Barry wants to help. Will you let him?

Requested by some-will-give-you-hell: For Weakness part 2, I kind of want to see a softer side of the reader like if she overhears a little girl talking about how she lost everything because of reader and she hears the little girl feel like no one cares about her and the reader is reminded on how that’s how she feels about herself because of her past and that’s why she does what she does. She feels very conflicted and she sends a nondestructive signal to the Flash because she wants to talk to him since she can’t talk to anyone else.

Requested by Anonymous: Maybe for part 2 you could write a little more about the reader, tell us a bit of her backstory.

Pairings: Barry Allen x reader

Word count: 2144

A/N: You asked for part 2 and here it is! I’m really glad you guys liked it that much, wow! Thank you for your suggestions and I hope you like this part too! Let me know if I should do another one ;)

Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

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lenafromthenordiccoven  asked:

Idea for a Sam x reader, but I'm too lazy to write it (or, well, obsessed with King Arthur atm): Uncharted x Riverdale crossover; Sam is divorced, has a kid and lives in Riverdale, the reader - his ex wife - comes back to Riverdale and wants to make up for what she's done and be a part of his life and the life of their son.

Originally posted by jaheesvorson

Fanfiction Title: Back To Reality (Part 1) 

Fandom: Uncharted // Riverdale (2017) 

Pairing: Sam Drake x reader

Words: 2,521

Genre: Drama (Comedy)

Rating: T

Warnings: None?

Summary:
Samuel Drake and you were married for over ten years and lived in Riverdale. You two were having a wonderful time with even a baby boy to welcome to the world. Everything seemed all right, until that moment you got stressed out as a mother and wanted some freedom. That’s when you got feelings for a colleague at work. You held up the affair for over a month, when Sam got suspicious and eventually found out about it. You two decided it was better to split and to leave him and your child in Riverdale, where he would have a decent childhood.
A few years later you get a surprising invitation to your kid’s 13th birthday. Does Sam know?

A/N: Oh hello! It’s me again! To be honest; I had so much fun writing this story. I love Riverdale and it’s many wicked characters and my love for Sam Drake is still going. I thought this was going to be a one shot, but instead I’ll split it into a part 1 and 2. I hope you guys like it! I’m very nervous about posting it! So thanks to the one who requested this story and I hope you enjoy it!

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Fools (Part 3)

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IMPORTANT: OKAY Y’ALL I need your opinions!!! I’ve been thinking about making this a mini-series, but maybe you guys just want this angst to end HAHA So please tell me if you guys would rather have this end at Part 4, or let it continue as a series? Thanks ^^

Group: BTS

Genre: Angst/fluff

Pairing: Reader/Jungkook

Word count: 1791

Plot:  Jungkook gets jealous when you start hanging out with Taehyung// also inspired by Jungkook and Namjoon’s cover of Fool.

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 ||  Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 || Part 8 || Finale

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I made it to 500 followers!!!

I want to Thank you guys so much, and to say thank you, I have made a few different activities you can take part in✨


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My Stilinski Twins - Stiles Stilinski and Stuart Twombly Imagine

My Stilinski Twins – TW Imagine (AU)

Prompt: You’re the new shy girl in Beacon Hills, and you’re immediately greeted by Stiles. But soon after you bump into someone and it turns out to be Stuart. The other twin. The Stilinski Twins. You slowly start to hang out together, seeing as you didn’t have any friends yet, and Stiles asks to hang out alone. Without Stuart. See what happens next!

A/N: I’m planning on making this a short series! I hope you guys like it, there will definitely be a part two so watch out! Please tell me what you think about it too, thanks xx

Pairing: Stiles x Reader x Stuart

Word Count: 2044

PART 2

(GIF NOT MINE)

Your POV

You walked through the halls, still confused about the layout of the completely new school you’ve never heard of before until now. It was your first day at Beacon Hills High, and although you hated to admit it – you were lost. You managed to build the courage to ask someone where your first class was, and she kindly helped you over to the lab room.

You sat down at the back, not expecting anyone to sit next to you. You were early to class, so no one was inside. You took out your sketch book, grabbing a led pen from your pencil case and started to draw. The lines you made took over you as you just freely move your hand with the pen. Just as you were enjoying the peace and loneliness, someone’s books thumped to the seat next to yours. You were surprised, slightly nervous and scared. You cleared your throat, shifting away and continuing to draw.

A short few minutes later it was hard to concentrate with someone breathing loudly next to you, so you decided to speak up. “Excuse me, can you please not breathe so loudly?” You looked up, you didn’t mean to say it with attitude. You hadn’t realized that it was a boy. You were never great with talking to boys, you would always end up embarrassing yourself. The boy looked at you, causing your heart to skip a beat. Something about him made you feel uneasy. And it wasn’t because he was a boy.

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The Other Woman (Part 2)

Title: The Other Woman (Jensen Ackles AU)

Pairing: Jensen x Reader, Jensen x Danneel

Summary: You were a good girl. So how did you end up as the other woman?

Word Count: 2327

A/N: I love love love Danneel and I don’t, in any way, mean harm on her. I’d love to hear what you guys think of this! Thank you for reading! 

Tagging: @nanie5 

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“Daddy, daddy! Will you tell me again? Please, daddy!” Big E/C eyes peered up at him, cheeks rosey and hair up in pigtails. Your dress swaying about as you run towards your father’s desk. 

The peace in his office shattered by a child, running and screaming in delight into his office, begging him to repeat the same story he told her since she was 3. His eyes trained on the document in front of him, some document you couldn’t be bothered with at your age, and a pen in his right hand pressed against the temple of his head. His eyes looked up to lock onto yours. He watched you clutch your favorite plush toy to your chest, watched you tiptoe to place your chin on his desk. 

“Tell me about when you fell in love with mommy!”

He chuckled and placed his pen down gently, amused at your never ending curiosity. You wouldn’t have registered it back then, the small fall of his smile and the ripple of sadness in his irises. You wouldn’t have noticed the soft sigh and the small hesitation in his voice.

No. Not you with the sun in her smile and the stars in your eyes; you wouldn’t have known. Your father told the story, each word tender, full of love and admiration. You soaked in every word into your being. Took in all the pretty words he put together, making it easy for you to vividly picture how beautiful your mother was on her wedding day, imagined how the sun shone and the birds sang for her that day. You’d happily jump around and put your soft toy at arms length in front of you, squealing how you can’t wait to get married!

Your father pinched your cheeks and laughed. You grinned up at him and asked him for more. You would never be satisfied, you needed to hear more about love, read more about love. You loved love. Everyone in your household knew it.

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anonymous asked:

Please, more of the Jungkook roommate au! I'm in love. Pretty please 🌸🌸🌸

HEY LOVELIES~ SO here’s the long awaited PART 2 for the roommate AU with Jungkook ! OMG I still can’t process through my brain that 14 of y’all have requested for a part 2 T_T thank you so much ,for giving so much love to my scenarios! I thought of maybe starting a small series of Jk roommate AU, depending on how much you guys want it ;) Comment/Request and tell me <3 

JK ROOMMATE AU : PART 1/PART 2/PART 3/ PART 4/ PART 5/ PART 6
/PART 7




Genre: romance/fluff/love
Pairing: Jungkook/You
Length: 3134 words
Summary: Jungkook is your campus roommate who has a huge crush on you. He’s been hiding it for so long and you’re still clueless about it.



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Giles Ever After Walkthrough

There’ll probably be a few of these already, but I’m going to put up the choices I find myself, and those added by the lovely @phantomchou on my other post; thank you for telling me what you’ve found! I’ll edit this as I go so it might be wise to not reblog it XD

If I don’t know which of the answers the (+5 +5) one is, I’ll just add it in underneath and it can be matched to a selection later.

Send in answers, guys! I’ll add what other people get as I go, with hopefully little to no delay!

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Choice 2: “Ask Giles about it.” (+5 +5)

Choice 3: “Stare at it in surprise.” (+? +?)

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Choice 1: “I want to live up to their trust.” (+? +?)

Choice 2: “We need to give it our all.” (+? +?)

Choice 3: “I love this country.” (+5 +5)

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Faded (Part 2)

Title: Faded (Final Part)

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam

Summary: After a witch steals Dean’s memory of you, ten years of your life along side him is ripped away. In a desperate attempt to protect your heart, you beg Sam not to tell Dean about your relationship. 

Word Count: ~6,000

A/N: Wow thanks for all the love! I missed you guys 😘 Drop me a message/ask if you liked it! I always LOVE hearing from you guys. It warms my cold little heart 

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Almost a week had passed by since the witch took Dean’s memories of you. You had hoped the spell would have faded by now, considering Sam put a bullet through the woman’s chest, but there had yet to be even a flash of recognition behind Dean’s eyes.

Sam made comments here and there, referencing time you and Dean had been together without directly mentioning you in a hopeless attempt to jog Dean’s memory. Sometimes he would smile or laugh and you’d think for a second that this was it, it was finally coming back to him, but then he’d nod, clearly knowing exactly the event Sam was talking about but he didn’t seem to remember you had been there at all.

It was like the witch reached her claws deep within Dean’s mind and extracted you from his past, rewriting and deforming his memory for no reason other than misplaced jealousy and rage.

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She’s Too Weird - Part 2

Anon: could you please do a part 2 for ‘shes too weird’? i love it and its very well written so a part 2 would be amazing!! tysm xx❤️

Anon: Hi, I’m a huge fan of your blog!! You are my fav writer!! anyway, i was wondering (if it’s too much trouble don’t worry about it) if you could do a squeal/part 2 to “She’s Too Weird” that would be amazing!! thanks so much ily!!!!

Anon: Please do a part 2 to shes too weird!!

Anon: I just read 'She’s Too Weird’ and I needed it to continue could you make a part two?! Like the make up or something I feel like it could be amazing!!!!

Anon: omg please tell me that you’ll write a sequel to She’s Too Weird

Anon: Will there be second part to “She’s Too Weird”?

Thank-you very much guys <3 sorry this is so disappointing xxoo

PART ONE

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How could you have been so stupid? Of course he didn’t like you.

As soon as the door is closed behind you, you collapse onto the oversized hotel bed. Going out for dinner with everyone was the last thing you wanted to do, so you text them saying you wouldn’t make it.

~~ Dan’s POV ~~

I felt sick, how could I have been so stupid?! I walked over to Y/n’s hotel room, arguing with myself on wether I should knock or not. I end up deciding that there was no point, she wouldn’t answer anyway.

“All the you tubers are going out for dinner so make sure you’re ready in an hour” Phil informs me as soon as I walk back into our room. ‘All the you tubers’… Maybe I could explain everything to y/n at dinner? It’s probably the only chance I’ll get.

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Phil and I end up running 30 minutes late, meaning everyone was sitting at the long restaurant table already.  Everyone except for the one person I wanted… needed to see the most. Phil and I took a seat, instantly being greeted by the friendly and familiar faces, however all I could think about was y/n.

“Wheres Y/n?” I whisper to Louise who was beside me.

“She said she wasn’t well” Louise informs me.

And with those few words I stood up, leaving the restaurant and my confused friends.

I walked down the street to y/n’s favourite restaurant that she had told me about the last time we met, and I ordered her favourite meal for take-out. After getting the meal I went to the florist, buying a bouquet of beautifully unique looking flowers.

I walked the short distance back to the hotel and without a second thought, knocked on y/n’s door.

“please, please, please” I chanted to myself quietly, hoping y/n would answer and thank heavens she did.

“Dan… what are you-“

“I like you… like… a lot. I can’t even begin to explain how sorry I am for those stupid things I said, I just.. I didn’t want to like you so much because I knew you wouldn’t feel the same way so I lied. I’m so-“ And just then, my words were cut off in the most amazing way. Y/n stood on her toes, softly placing her lips on mine. I let go of everything in my hands, letting them fall to the floor before wrapping my arms around y/n and holding her as close as physically possible.

Slowly we both pulled away, breathing in deeply and leaning our foreheads together as we stared into each others love filled eyes.

“You better not have just dropped my favourite food on the floor”

A Little Something About Faith (Part 2)

You guys!!! I am so overwhelmed with the response to Part 1! I never ever expected that so thank you!!! Not gonna lie, it felt really good to get some writing posted after a little break. 

If you haven’t read Part 1, you can find it right here. The story will make more sense if you read that part first. 

xx

Previously…

“Harry, please just listen to me,” you pleaded.

“Why? So you can tell me something else you’ve been keeping from me? What is it? Huh? Is there someone else?”

Not believing the words that were spewing out of his mouth, you got up from the bed and began to walk towards the door.

“Where do you think you’re goin’? We’re not done here!” Harry shouted.

“Yeah, Harry, we are.” Phone in hand, you walked downstairs to the entrance to the garage, slipped into a pair of flip flops, grabbed your car keys and soon enough you were driving away with no destination.

Only after staying upstairs for half an hour after you left, he’d finally cooled down a bit and decided he needed to listen to you. But it was too late.

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The first couple steps Harry took down the stairs, with senses on high alert, he could tell something was wrong. He couldn’t hear the tv playing some random show that you watched out of boredom, there was no clanging of pots and pans against the sink as you washed them, there was nothing.  

There was no way you could have left. You’ve had arguments before and although they weren’t as serious as this one, neither one of you had ever left. You gave each other space, but it had never gone so far as someone leaving. There was no way you could’ve left, right? Wrong. 

After standing at the bottom of the stairs just staring into space, hoping you’d make a sound and come around the corner, the realization hit him like a ton of bricks. Harry fell to his knees and let out a cry that most definitely would’ve alerted his neighbors, had he had any around. 

“No! God please, no! Fuck!” Harry rocked back and forth on his knees, pulling at his hair. He didn’t know what to do. He felt like he was going to be sick, he was so upset. His cries were so violent that he was choking on air and his head began throbbing, inducing dry heaves. Harry managed to make his way to the bathroom just in time before emptying the contents of his stomach.

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Of Mafias and Men (2)

Parts: 1 / 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 End

Note: Thanks again to Sikah for plotting this with me as well as staying up late just so she could read then tell me her thoughts about this before I post. XD

However, I need to ask this question: do you guys prefer reading short chapters or longer ones? Because I might just break up the chapters if you guys think these chapters are too long. Answers are appreciated because I need to know~

Pairing: Jaehyun/ Y/N / Taeyong


Y/N went home that night feeling a little bit surreal. The events she witnessed earlier were probably enough to scar her for life. That was for sure.

“And I haven’t seen…anything… like…” Y/N couldn’t even finish that. She pouted and sighed after reaching the familiar road that would take her home.

It reminded her of Taeyong, who Y/N refers to as her better half or the brother she never had. He usually accompanies her after her late night shifts, making sure she was safe. 

Thinking of Taeyong made her miss their late night talks and snacks (he always treated her to those.) But because of his ‘business’ trip, she was left alone until he comes back.

When? She had no idea.

Silence became her temporary companion yet the noise inside her head was loud.

Y/N’s mind was like a broken TV. It kept replaying the scenes where the guy’s hand was on the girl’s inner thighs. She shivered to think of what could have happened if she hadn’t interrupted them.

Now, Y/N wasn’t born yesterday. She understood what they were about to do. However, knowing that didn’t really comfort her either.

“Innocent,” Taeyong would tease her.

“You say that as if that’s a bad thing,” Y/N would reply, hands on either side of her waist.

A bit of a traditionalist, Y/N believed in saving herself for that one guy she will eventually marry. Cheesy and idealistic, she knew. But that was just how she was.

“You need to see and know of these things, Y/N,” he’d say. On his hand was his phone with an adult-rated movie playing.

“I don’t need to!” Y/N would squirm and avoid his phone. 

‘But they’re a couple, so…,’ she thought. Which was reason enough. She really shouldn’t judge people of their choices or preferences.

Taeyong would laugh at her reactions and pinch her cheeks.

“You’re so cute.” His smiles were rare and Y/N always cherished those.

“Oh well,” Y/N said. Home was still a little bit away and she couldn’t wait to plop down her bed. 

She guessed had to accept the fact her eyes were no longer ‘virgin.’

‘I miss you.’


The bed Y/N shared with her younger sister creaked as she shifted around. Her alarm hadn’t gone off yet, but she was already half-awake, out of habit.

Cracking one eye open, Y/N fumbled in search of her phone. The room was dark as her sister couldn’t sleep with the lights on. Even though she can’t, Y/N had to give in to her sister.

She pressed a button on her flip phone and saw the time read five in the morning. With barely any sleep, as the scarring event haunted her even in her dreams, Y/N stood up from her bed and stretched out her limbs.

The day has started.

Y/N prepared everything, from cooking to setting up, before her mother woke up. Always.

“Y/N?”

“Mom!” Y/N liked to think that she inherited her smiles from her mother who probably was smile-iest woman in Earth.

Even at age 50, she was still a trusted maid for the Lee family who took them in and provided their basic needs.

But Y/N promised herself that one day, she’ll give them a better life. Not that the Lees treat them bad. Y/N just thought it would be nice to be able to support themselves without help from anyone.

Success was sweeter when reaped by your own hands, she supposed.

“Mom, feeling better?” Y/N wrapped the towel tightly around her damp body. She just came out of their bathroom and was already setting down the plates and utensils. Her hair dripped water drops on to the floor. While waiting for a reply from her mother, Y/N went to wake her younger sister up.

“Hey. Time for school.” Y/N shook her sister lightly.

Eonnie~”

Y/N had both of her hands on either side of her waist. “Don’t use that tone with me.”

Her younger sister peeked one eye open before covering herself with the sheets. A moment passed before Y/N launched a full tickle attack on her.

Eonnie, stop!” Her sister said in between giggles.

“Take a shower!” Y/N still continued to tickle her sister’s sides.

“Yeah! I get it! I get it!” Her younger stood up, trying to avoid all the impending attacks from Y/N.

“Hurry up!”

“Yeah!” Her replied echoed in the bathroom.

Her mother chuckled. She was looking at the two of them with happiness in her eyes.

“Y/N, change into your uniform first. I’ll finish setting the table up.”

Y/N sighed and conceded. “Okay, Mom. Just don’t overdo yourself!”

Her mother laughed. Sometimes, Y/N did act more motherly between the two of them.

It took a few minutes for Y/N to change into her uniform. By the time she was done, her sister had bathed and the table was ready.

Y/N sat down and filled her plate with rice and a couple of sunny side ups. Her eyes searched for her sister.

“Here!” The smile on her sister’s face was enough to brighten her day. She also took her own share of food.

“Mom, I might be able to give my salary by the end of the week. We might be able to—“

Her mom held up her hand and Y/N stopped in the middle of her talking. 

Y/N took this time to study her mom’s face. Work aged her. Her skin turned sallow and thin, showing the veins beneath. The bags under her eyes darkened as she spent tired, almost sleepless nights, cleaning up after her bosses and their children. Y/N let her eyes down to her hands. Her hands, which used to be pretty and healthy, were now bony.

True, she might be happy but people do have their limits.

If it were anyone else, they would have cried at the situation. Y/N didn’t. Instead, she smiled. Her strength to work harder and better renewed.

“Thank you so much, Y/N.” Her mom had the sincerest of smiles.

“Yeah,” her sister paused from eating another spoonful of her breakfast, “Thank you, eonnie!”

Y/N ruffled her sister’s hair. “Hey!”

She mirrored the smile on their faces. “Anything for you two.”


Literature classes had always been boring for some, what with all the talk about classic novels and dead authors. 

But definitely not for Y/N even though it was her last subject for the day. It was one of the few times where she could let her mind wander and not think of her pressing needs.

Currently, she was jutting down notes when she felt someone sit beside her.

Odd. She specifically chose that seat because it was the only place in the classroom no one ever ventures to. The back.

Shrugging, Y/N carried on with her note-jutting. However, she could feel the intensity of the gaze of whoever it was.

She rolled her eyes and turned to tell the stranger off when she came face to face with the customer who left an impact on her yesterday.

A heart-dropping smile (dimples and all) was pasted on his handsome face.

Y/N immediately directed her attention back to her notebook.

‘Damn.’ She could feel her cheeks heat up as the events of yesterday came flooding back to her system. Clearly, she didn’t do a good job of blocking that memory out. ‘Gross.’

That was the first time ever she had to witness something like that.

Y/N also barely remembered his name. ‘Jae…Jaehyung?’

“So nice to see you again, Y/N. Who knew we share this class, right?” His voice was deep, music to her ears. Y/N wanted to listen more to his voice but controlled herself. 

She managed to smile at him, albeit awkwardly. “Sorry, but I didn’t catch your name from yesterday. Jaehyung?”

Jaehyun.”

“Right,” Y/N replied, nodding her head before going back to writing her notes.

What does he want now? If he wanted to get back at her for her somewhat rude comment yesterday, then couldn’t it wait until classes were over?

“Aren’t you going to talk to me?” Jaehyun asked after minutes of silence. Y/N obviously had no intention of initiating a conversation with him.

She looked at him and saw that he was pouting.

Raising an eyebrow, Y/N sighed. There was a sudden urge to pinch his cheeks that she had to restrain.

Titling her head to the side, she asked, “Should I? I barely know you.”

Jaehyun smirked. “We have all the time in the world to get to know each other.”

“Correction.” Y/N held her index finger up. “We don’t. And how old did you say you were?”

“I didn’t. But for your information, 19.”

“Oh.” Y/N nodded her head. “I’m a junior. So definitely not.”

“Aw, come on, Y/N.” Jaehyun leaned back on his seat, both arms out. “Whoever said a sophomore couldn’t date a jun—“

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” She raised an eyebrow. Incredulity etched on her face. “Date? We’re not even friends. We’re strangers to each other.”

The bell rang, signaling the end of class.

“Yeah, but that’s gonna change. See you later.” Jaehyun winked at her as a good bye.

Y/N was only left with mouth hanging open as she watched Jaehyun walk out of the classroom.

What Jaehyun said bothered Y/N even as she worked. 

Just what did he mean by that?

However, the lull that surrounded the coffee shop that night made her sleepy to further think. The sound of door opening was what Y/N welcomed.

Y/N readied her smile even though she was tired. She was almost at the end of her shift, too. “Welcome—“

The greeting died on her lips.

“One Americano, Y/N.”

It was Jaehyun.

She thought her smile now felt forced. “Would that be all, sir?”

“Jaehyun.”

“Sir,” Y/N insisted.

Jaehyun.”

Y/N smiled although her eyes sent Jaehyun warning, who merely replied with an eye smile. “Your order will be ready in a few minutes, sir.”

Jaehyun chuckled. “Okay, Y/N.”

She saw Jaehyun settle on a chair right beside the glass wall. He looked out but probably saw nothing because it was already dark.

Y/N snickered at this dumb but cute action.

“Is he the guy from yesterday?” your co-worker asked. “The one you…”

She didn’t finish her question because both of them already knew. Y/N nodded.

“He’s not bad,” she commented.

“So?”

“Go get him!”

“I don’t want to!” Y/N stuck out her tongue. Jaehyun’s order was done.

“Oh well.” Her co-worker shrugged. “Your loss.”

Y/N laughed. “I don’t think so. Besides, too young.”

“How old?”

“19.”

She flicked Y/N’s forehead. “He’s not that young! He’s perfect for you.”

“Still. No, thank you.” Y/N already had the tray that had Jaehyun’s cup of coffee. She delivered it to him somewhat nervously. That damn memory kept coming back.

“Here’s your order, sir.” Y/N placed the cup in front of him.

“Thank you,” Jaehyun said, smiling at her. Y/N had a feeling that he was using his dimples against her. “And call me Jaehyun.”

“Yeah, I know your name’s Jaehyun, but I’m not calling you that, sir. Enjoy!” Y/N said, smiling back. 

Jaehyun could probably tell she was slightly annoyed at his persistence. 

Y/N didn’t really have an idea what Jaehyun was doing there. He was not there to meet anyone. No secret lovers, no phone calls, not even an open book.

It appeared that he was there to just enjoy the coffee.

The only time he ever should any sign of activity aside from sipping his cup was when Y/N went back to the employee’s room to change out of work clothes.

Jaehyun left the coffee shop by then but not before bidding her a ‘Good bye, Y/N!’

As if that’ll make her feel energized or something.

Y/N was out again in the nearly empty streets. Silence, again, was her companion. She had no one to talk to except for herself.

Her thoughts  were mostly Jaehyun.

What was he doing there?

Men’s voices interrupted her thoughts. Y/N looked at a few meters in front of her and saw that a guy was being outnumbered by bigger, buffer men.

Her moral instinct told her to run towards it and diffuse the situation. Logic and sense of safety were completely out of the window. Taeyong would have her head if she wouldn’t get into trouble first.

“Hey!” Y/N called out to get the men’s attention.

Bad move. Now, they’ll be on her.

She ran towards their target. ‘Crap.’ 

Y/N bumped the guy’s back as she abruptly halted. “Jaehyun?”

‘Again? Really?’

But instead of replying, Jaehyun kept his gaze on his enemies. He moved in front of her as if shielding her.

“Who’re these men? Are these your girlfriend’s— Wait.“ Y/N squinted her eyes as she recognized them.

The goons immediately avoided her gaze and whispered to one another before breaking out into a run.

Y/N wanted to follow them but Jaehyun caught her by the arm. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“Following them?”

“No need to, Y/N.”

Y/N looked into Jaehyun’s eyes. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah. I am.”

“Because I actually know those guys.”

‘Those men work for Taeyong’s family.’

But Jaehyun surprised her with a kiss on the cheeks. Y/N’s eyes widened as she realized her first kiss was gone.

“Thanks.” Jaehyun smiled at her, dimples and all.


Note: There you have it! Part 3 should be up in a couple of days (because I need to get started with the Chapter 3 of my thesis.)

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#39 “Tell a soul and I’ll kill you.”

Sam’s eyes were like a magnet. Contact. Eye contact, body contact, mind contact. My every thought was on Sam, his soft, floppy hair, his amazing eyelashes and sweet brown eyes. The way his body was touching mine, the sweet yet masculine smell of him. And as he leaned in, I drew toward him, wanting what was about to come next.

Our lips met and it was heaven. His hands were resting softly on my waist, almost as if he were scared to move them anywhere else. I shouldn’t be doing this, but I wanted it so bad. I pressed myself against him more firmly and rested my hands on his shoulders. He gained confidence and his fingers gripped me more tightly, one hand stroking up and down my side.

It was mostly a blur. A pleasant, nirvana-like dream that I never wanted to leave. My mouth parted on a whimper and he took it as a chance to introduce tongue, which I gladly accepted. My hands started to wander, rubbing his neck and running up and down the lean muscle of his arms. He wrapped his arms fully around my middle and we were kissing as if the end of the world was approaching.

My fingers skimmed under his shirt just as I heard the patio door slide open. I heard Skeez and Johnson talking and immediately pulled away, breathless. Sam looked at me with half-closed eyes as I got up to straighten myself out.

I was flustered. I heard the noise outside from the many people in and around the pool but didn’t register it. Sam sat back and said, “Wait.”

I couldn’t I didn’t have time to wait. “That didn’t happen. Tell a soul and I’ll kill you.”

He stiffened a little at my statement and I could see the confusion on his face, but I didn’t want to deal with it. I left room we’d been sitting in and quickly headed to the front door.

“Hey, where you going, Y/N? The party just started,” Skeez called out.

“I have work in the morning, but I’ll see you guys later,” he didn’t bother me anymore as I fled out of the door and drove myself home.

I thought about it as I drove home, and got ready for bed, and got in the bed. What had I done? I mean the guy was my polar opposite, my worst enemy. We fought over everything. We couldn’t even sit in the same room together without getting into an argument. Sure, he was attractive, but that didn’t mean I should go and kiss him. I was supposed to be independent. I was the only girl the guys hung out with that never got sexually involved with them.

I can’t believe I did that. What would it be like now? I mean if I acted as flustered as I did after the kiss everyone will easily figure out what’s going on.

I can’t believe I kissed him. Well, he kissed me, but I let it happen. I wanted it to happen. We’ve always argued but I must admit I’ve always found him attractive. It was always just that, though. An attraction. I could never be in a relationship with the guy, I don’t even think you could call what we have a friendship.
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*2 weeks later*

I haven’t seen the guys since that night. And it kind of sucks. I have plenty of other friends, it’s just that they’re my main group. We’ve been with each other since Omaha, and we promised to stick with each other ’til the end. I just miss them. But I feel like something’s broken between me and them now. I was always just a friend. I was like a sister. None of us could ever imagine anything happening to break that, like me hooking up with one of them.

But now? I don’t know anymore. Whatever my relationship with Sammy was is now something totally different and there’s nothing I can do to change that. And it sucks because what we had before ws so great. They were probably starting to wonder where I was. I’ve gotten a couple texts from Nate and Johnson, but I just told them I’ve been super busy with work and school, which is a lie. Bothhave been pretty dead for a while now.

As I close up shop, I hear voices behind me.

“Y/N!” someone calls out. I turn around and see Both of the Jacks, Nate, Sam, and Swazz. “Thought you had to work late tonight?”

“Boss let me close up early,” I said, knowing I never had to work late in the first place. “What are you guys doing here?”

“We were coming to visit you, but if you’re done working then you can come hang out with us right?” Johnson says.

I glanced at Sam. He immediately looked to the side. If I said no, they’d definitely know something’s up. “Yeah sure.”

“We were just gonna walk around, maybe go visit the concert at the pier. Is that cool with you?”

I nod and we start walking. They’re all taller than me so they walk a bit faster and I end up behind. I notice Sam starting to walk slower and eventually we’re going at the same pace at least a couple yards behind the guys.

“Why haven’t you been around?” he asks.

“I’ve been busy. Why do you care?”

“Was it because of the kiss?”

“Shh!” I scold him. “They’re right there. And no, it wasn’t.” I’ve lied way too much in the past few weeks. “What part of ‘I’ve been busy do you not understand?”

“Geez, no need to be harsh.” he says, putting his hands up in surrender. “We need to talk about that, though,” he sys referring to the kiss.

“I’d rather not.”

“Too bad. Why don’t you want anyone to know about it.”

“Can’t we just pretend it didn’t even happen?”

“No, that definitely happened, and it was.. something,” he says.

“What is that supposed to mean?” I ask curiously, wondering if it was horrible or amazing.He stays silent for a moment and I stare at him, waiting for an answer. “Well?”

“I liked it,” he finally says quietly.

How do I respond to that? “Oh” is all that comes out of my mouth.

Sam opens his mouth again to speak, but Gilinsky cuts him off. “Hey, let’s get something out of here,” he points to the frozen yogurt shop just a few feet away.

All the guys head in but I just take a seat on the bench outside and say, “Nah, I’m good. But you guys go ahead.”

Sam says, “Me too,” and grabs a seat next to me. “So how do you feel about the kiss?” He’s all tense and slightly awkward, and I’m mad at myself for finding it cute that he’s nervous about what I think.

“Why does it matter? It can’t happen again so let’s just forget about it.”

“Why can’t it?”

“Because— wait. Do you want it to happen again?”

“I don’t know… maybe. It was a pretty amazing kiss.” I open my mouth to respond but he continues, “And don’t even try to deny it, I know you liked it. I could tell by the way your hands were all over me,” he lowers his voice and gets closer to my ear, “and by those little noises you made, and by the way you kept pulling yourself closer and closer to me. You loved that kiss, and I bet you want it to happen again right now.”

I was on the verge of moaning out loud as his lips ghosted over my ear. It took me a moment to compose myself and I could tell he was amused. “Whether or not I want it is out of the question. What game are you trying to play?”

“I’m not trying to play games, I’m just saying. If that short kiss was that good, I can’t imagine how great it’d be if we went further.”

“What are you even saying? You hate me,” I say.

“I don’t hate you, I just strongly dislike you.”

“Like that’s any better,” I scoff.

“Either way, I think we’d be really, really good together. I’m proposing a deal.”

I should say no right off the bat, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t interested. “What kind of deal?”

“We can hook up, no strings attached. And since we can’t stand each other, there’s no risk of catching feelings.”

“No. Absolutely not. This could go wrong in so many ways!”

“But you want it anyway don’t you?”

Of fucking course I did. I glanced in the shop. All the guys were ordering, and our bench was out of their line of sight. Sammy leaned closer and closer to me, and just like I did that night weeks ago, I leaned into him too.

And when our lips met for the second time, it was just as good as the first, if not better. It was as if as soon as we touched their was no way to pull back. I don’t know what it was, maybe our fiery hate for each other just translated to something different when it came to sex-related stuff, but this was amazing. And I’d be a fool if I gave it away.

I pulled back, breathless and flustered, and said, “Fine, it’s a deal.” I held my hand out so that we could shake on it.

He looked down at it, grabbed it, but instead of shaking it, he pulled me to him and kissed me again, making both of us moan. I pulled away after a moment, knowing the guys would be out soon.

“The rest of the guys cannot know about this, okay?” I say.

I can tell he’s still in whatever land we’re taken to when we kiss, but he nods in agreement. This should be fun.

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A/N: Thanks for reading, hope you liked it. Sorry to the requester for taking so long to get this done. I tried to put a little extra effort into it as an apology. Also, would anyone be interested in a part 2? Like idk maybe where one of them catches feeling or something? Idk message me if you are. As always, REQUESTS ARE OPEN so send them in whenever.

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Kageyama would have a very quiet realization that he likes Hinata , he would be having a conversation about any little thing with him and the though would come to him "I love Hinata" and becomes a truth in his mind as simple as his love of milk , but the idea of dating him really doesn't ever get to him ? or that he could to tell him about his feelings ,because Hinata is already the person that makes him happier and the person he plans to grow up with and always play volleyball (1)

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SCARED TO LOSE HER | PT.5 OF “BLACKMAIL” {He texts the other guys to tell them about what happened to you and to have support while he waits for you to be conscious again. ALL THE BOYS / ANGST

As promised, part 5 already out for you guys 😚 BUT, pt.6/epilogue it’s another scenario so… yeah, you’ll have to wait for that, sorry ㅠ.ㅠ
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COMPLETE SERIES: BLACKMAIL (PT.1) | PANIC (PT.2) | BREAKING HER HEART (PT.3)SAVE ME (PT.4)SCARED TO LOSE HER (PT.5) |   WAKING UP (EPILOGUE)

Fan Signing >> Mark

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it has been a long time , hasn’t it ?! 

This is based on request by mrskimdo “ Hi there! ❤️ can I request a scenario when you’re a foreign student in Korea and somehow you met the super famous GOT7 and it leads to you and Mark falling in love~ teehee thanks ❤️ " 
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You had the chance to go and study in korea for 3 years , it was your dream , so you didn’t leave this chance and went there .  You enjoyed staying in Korea. You found how peaceful a person could live there . At first You knew some korean words which allowed you to talk to people there but it was hard . Then you learned korean for 3 months since you arrived . It helped you a lot but still there was a missing part . It was normal for a foreign.

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You and Me against the World - Liam Dunbar Imagine

Prompt: You’re new to Beacon Hills High, also be reminded that you are Stiles younger sister. Stiles is very over protective about you and so is Scott. You started developing a small crush on your brother’s team mate from the lacrosse team, Liam Dunbar.

A/N: This is my first Imagine! Please don’t judge, it’s also very long. So get your bum prepared for a (hopefully) good imagine. Also, please send in requests and send honest feedback. I will make a part II and if you guys want it to be posted, just tell me! Thank you x

Pairing: Liam x Reader

Word Count: 2586


Originally posted by teenwolfizleyenpanemli


Your POV

You sighed deeply. This was it. Your first day of school at Beacon Hills High. You started semester 2 since you were on a holiday during the first semester. Your brother, Stiles, already walked ahead of you since you were saying your goodbyes to your dad. You shut the door of your dad’s car as you wave your last goodbye. “Goodbye dad, I’ll see you soon.” You mouthed to him as you turned around and started walking towards the front door. Everyone was staring at you. You weren’t the only new kid at school, there were plenty of others too, but you guess word got out that you was Stiles younger sister. Sigh. Your heart was beating fast. Your cheeks were going bright red. You tried speed walking through the hallway, looking for your new locker. Your head was down since all eyes were on you. Although you were looking down, you knew that you had another mile to walk till you reached your locker. Just kidding. Ha, you tried to make yourself laugh for once. You walked as fast as you could then bump! You fell over as your butt met the floor. You scratched your head, awakening a new headache. Man, you just hope Stiles wasn’t looking, or else he would have embarrass you and treat you like a little girl in front of everybody. You were 14, not 4. And that was the last thing you needed to happen since you didn’t have any friends or know anyone. “I’m so sorry, here let me help you” as the stranger reached out his hand for you. You grabbed it, making him stumble. You must have gained weight during your vacation. “Its fine. I think I gained weight since you had some trouble pulling me up.” you chuckled. He laughed “Or I’m just a weak little boy. Are you okay?” “Yeah, I’m alright. I should’ve watched where I was going.” You mumbled. You were the shy kind of girl. Your eyes finally met the boy’s eyes when you decided to look up after picking up your books that fell out of your bag. His sweet blue eyes sparkled in the light whilst his dirty blonde hair was all messy from our bump. He was so cute. It was actually unbelievable. You’ve never seen anyone so handsome before, but what can you say, you just started high school. But deep inside you knew you would never have a chance with him. You were a dork and had trouble making new friends. He however looked more like the tough and confident guy. You wondered if he was a junior. He definitely looked like one. With his shaved stubble, you could even mistake him for a senior. The boy finally spoke up after I studied his face. “Um, so… I’m Liam. I’m a freshman. I guess you’re new here. I mean, I haven’t seen you around before.” Oh that was great, he was in the same year level as you! He very quickly flung his hand out to shake yours. Which startled you a little bit. “Oh, I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He moved his hand away and rubbed his neck. “It’s alright, my name is Y/N, and yes I’m new. I’m a freshman too.” you smiled. He smiled back, God, he had the most innocent smile ever. You started blushing hard. You broke contact and looked away. Hoping he didn’t see your pink face. Then looking back up you saw Stiles walking with Scott behind your new little crush. “Oh, um I see my brother, I’ll talk to you soon.” then you ran off. You hope that Stiles being your brother didn’t affect Liam’s perspective of you. After all, Stiles was known as the sarcastic dork at your school, well at least according to him and Scott. But Stiles was a junior, so Liam knowing Stiles would be unlikely.

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