that just added to the amazing niceness that is the guys from go radio

Only Fools

I entered this in a contest. This is my first fanfic so I hope you like it!! ANY feedback would be appreciated as I am new to tumblr. 

Summary: Jungkook and Namjoon both like you and it threatens their friendship and the band’s success.

Originally posted by jungkooz

It was Sunday night and pretty late to think about it, but you had a week off this semester so you didn’t care. The clock read 2:57 and you wanted to air dry your hair while watching some cartoons. Just because your 20 doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy some awesome cartoons. It was better than watching the news. You put some water to boil so you could have some relaxing tea, yes, you were so ready for this vacation at home. 

That was until you heard screaming outside but this was the city so you paid no mind to it. It was probably just some drunk New Yorkers out having the time of their lives. Or so you imagined. What really made you jump was the knock on your door. Actually it was more like repeated non stop knocking. Realizing the person was not going to stop after about 5 seconds, you walked toward the door with a bat already in hand. With little fear, you opened the door. 

Before you could say anything he said, “Please let me in I’m being chased!”. Being a New Yorker you wouldn’t have believed him but the fear in his eyes showed that he was telling the truth and you weren’t scared of him. You were ready to fight him if he tried anything. 

As soon as you said “Okay”, he practically threw himself inside which made you go on defense mode but he just stood there holding one arm. As you look at him with shock and confusion, it’s evident that he’s gasping and is legitimately frightened.

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Teen Wolf Imagine- What Happened To Y/N?


Authors Note- Okay so sorry if this is confusing, but I’m starting a series where each part is told in someone else’s perspective so the first part is in Y/n’s perspective and the second will be from another member of the pack and so on. All parts follow the story of Y/n and an event that occurred, but each pack member has a piece of the puzzle that they are unaware of. (Isaac, Derek, Peter and Allison are still there). Also I want to make it sort of interactive so if you have any ideas drop them in the comments or in my requests x

Y/n’s Pov

“I honestly didn’t mean it to come across like that” you said innocently with wide eyes. “Come on, you’re a flirt and you know it! The poor boy must of been so confused” Lydia giggled, giving you a light nudge. “I have no idea what you’re talking about and I wish to never find out” Scott claimed as him and Stiles sat their trays down opposite you. “Ah, don’t worry my dearest brother. You’ll never find out” you replied, laughing when you and Lydia exchanged looks. “There you guys are!” Liam panted as he slammed his textbook on your lunch table and flopped into the nearest available seat. “Woah, you look terrible” Stiles remarked as Allison joined you all. “Have you heard the news?” Liam asked, still struggling for breath. ”Enough with the suspense, spit it out!” you said as he barley finished. Before he could open his mouth to speak, Kira dragged a chair over to the end of the table, you all stared at her as it squeaked the whole way there. “Sorry” she eventually said with an awkward smile. “Anyway, the Beacon Hills High pep rally has been moved to tonight”  he said with such enthusiasm. “This is what you were so desperate to tell us?” Lydia asked with a raised eyebrow. “Yeah, I thought you guys would be excited” he said as he looked at everyone’s bored faces. “Once you’ve been to one, you’ve been to them all” Stiles said, sounding like a wise old man. “Don’t worry, we’ll be there” Scott reassured, sensing his disappointment. “Right guys?” Allison joined in, staring particularly at you and Stiles. Everyone nod and murmured in agreement, “Wouldn’t miss it for the world” you added with an eye roll. You felt your phone vibrate in your back pocket, causing Liam and Scott to stare at you as they’re the only others to hear it. “Are you going to answer that?” Scott asked when you blatantly ignored it. “Oh uhm yeah” you mumbled, shrugging off his questioning looks. You pulled out your phone and read all the texts. You quickly shoved it into your pocket again and stood up. “Where are you going?” Allison asked. “I’ve just got to go to…the bathroom” you excused. “I’ll come with you” Lydia offered. “No it’s fine. Everything is fine” you replied too quickly, picking up your bag and exciting the cafeteria. “What was that about?” Kira questioned. “I don’t know” Scott answered with concern all over his face. “Did you pick up any signals with your wolfy powers?” Stiles leaned in. “Anxiety?” Liam spoke up. “Fear” Scott corrected as they all glanced at one another.

You stumbled into your house, holding your head. You dropped your bag by the door and tried to sneak up the stairs quietly. “Where the hell have you been?” your brother asked with his arms folded in the living room door frame. “Oh hey Scotty, I was just running some errands and I guess time ran away with me”  you lied. “For one I heard your heartbeat rise and I can smell the blood. What happened to your head?” he asked as he moved to the bottom of the stairs. You turned around and gave a weak smile, “We played dodgeball in gym class last period and I was hit pretty hard and-” you began before he cut you off. “Lydia checked, you weren’t in gym class” he pointed out. “Listen, we can do this back and forth all night but if we do we’ll miss the rally and we cant let Liam down. Just drop it. I’m fine. I promise” you said with another weak smile. “Hurry up and get ready, Stiles is picking us up in half an hour” he gave a loud sigh. You continued up the stairs. “Don’t think I’ve let this go, we’re talking about this later” he added. You waved him off from over your shoulder and slammed your bedroom door shut behind you. That was a conversation you weren’t willing to have.

You hopped into the back of Stiles’ jeep and smiled brightly at Lydia sitting beside you. “You look amazing, very indie” she said with an approving nod. “You look amazing also, very chic” you returned. “They’re cute, almost as cute as us” Stiles said, punching Scott in the arm playfully. “How come you aren’t riding with Kira?” you asked Scott. “She somehow got sucked into brining Liam and his friend Mason, so she made Allison go with her for company” Scott said as Stiles pulled out of your driveway. “So how about Isaac?” you asked again. “Him and Derek were sorting something out at the loft, or something like that. I think Derek’s brining him later” Scott shrugged and was about to turn the radio up. “Wait, so is Malia coming?” you asked quickly. “Yeah, we’re going to pick her up now” Scott answered once more. “You’re really jittery today, what’s up?” Stiles asked this time. “I appreciate your concern but as I told my brother here, I am 100% fine” you said, getting slightly tired of repeating yourself. A few minutes later you pulled outside the Tate residency and Malia staggered out of her house before straightening herself out and opening the car door. You squeezed into the middle seat as she got in. “I like the feather” she smiled casually. “Thanks, I like the boots” you smiled back. “That’s a cute necklace” Lydia added, leaning forward. “Thanks and that’s a really nice bracelet” Malia replied, dazed by it. “Girls, eh” Stiles scoffed while Scott simply shook his head.

When you arrived at the rally you immediately met up with the rest of the pack and said your greetings. You, Lydia, Malia, Allison, Kira and Mason were all in a huddle complementing each others outfits before Liam, Scott and Stiles pulled you away from each other not wanting to hear anymore compliments for the rest of the week, let alone the rest of the night. You all broke off for a while and did your own little things. You, Allison and Lydia were having a few drinks and dancing, taking full advantage of being able to feel the affects of alcohol. Scott was talking to Stiles further away from the music so they didn’t have to shout to each other. Liam was chilling and having a relaxed time as he introduced Mason to a few of his team mates. While Kira and Malia took full advantage of the free food that was on offer and aggressively drinking from red solo cups because they couldn’t feel a single thing other than the strong taste of vodka. You looked out of the corner of your eye and saw a figure, you turned yourself around and watched it, noticing it heading towards the bathrooms. You discreetly danced out of the crowd, before Allison and Lydia could notice. You quickly walked after the figure, glancing behind you and at your friends to make sure they weren’t watching you.

After eventually resurfacing you felt the crisp air on your skin as you walked out of the building. You leant against one of the trees at the bonfire, you listened to the sound of the crackling fire, the hum of students laughing and talking, the sound of coach tormenting Greenburg and the loud music that threatened to block out all other noise. A senior handed you another red solo cup and attempted to hit on you, you gladly took the drink and knocked it back but even that wouldn’t mildly convince you to show him any sort of attention. You looked up to see all your friends dancing together at this point, you didn’t need Scott’s hearing and sense of smell to tell they were having a good time, even though every so often they would look around trying to locate wherever you had gotten off to. Stiles and Kira were both sort of bobbing to their own rhythm while Malia and Allison laughed. Scott and Lydia didn’t miss a beat and were taking pride in trying to out dance each other. Isaac and Liam were stiffer than the others but still not as bad as Kira and Stiles. Mason had ran off somewhere with one of the lacrosse players. You shook your head at them and were taking joy in just watching them but before you could join them your phone buzzed again. You hesitated for a second, before aggressively pulling it out of your clutch. You skimmed over the messages and let out a loud huff, before storming further out into the lacrosse field. Who knew so much stuff could happen in one day?

After about an hour, the party was still raging but it had died down from what it was. Most of the pack had stopped dancing and had collapsed onto the floor due to exhaustion. Stiles was throwing up behind the very same tree you were leaning against previously while Liam awkwardly pat his back. Malia was sitting against the other side of the tree, half falling asleep while eating one of the chicken nuggets the bonfire had provided that not many people dared to touch. Lydia and Allison slightly stumbled over to them with Scott and Kira trying to hold them up. Mason had reappeared with a rather smug look on his face followed by Isaac with a rather concerned one. “Where’s your sister? I haven’t heard from her in ages and she wont answer any of my texts” Isaac asked, shaking his phone. “Speaking of which, I haven’t heard from her in a few hours” Allison added, as if she instantly sobered up. “Y/n’s right here, I can smell her” Malia claimed with her eyes shut. “Or she was here” Liam said biting hid lip anxiously. Stiles turned around and wiped his face, showing the same concerned expression as the others. Malia had also woken up a bit and pulled herself to her feet. A brief discussion led to them splitting off in search for you. The werewolves following scent and the others their intuition.

A Few Days Later

“I knew something was wrong, I should of made her tell me” Stiles shook his head. His murder board was now wiped clean, whatever he was researching in the trash. It was now occupied with you and the leads of your disappearance. “She wouldn’t of told you, she wouldn’t of told anyone. You know Y/n she’s her own warrior” Lydia said glumly. “It’s my fault, she’s my sister and I should of protected her. I’m too busy trying to save complete strangers to know when my own family needs it” it was clear that Scott was broken, his grades dipped within a day and he wasn’t eating, neither was your mom. Stiles hadn’t slept since you went missing and his dad had a huge pile up at the station because he was too occupied with your case. Lydia lost her spark, she kept going to tell you something before realising you weren’t there to hear it. “I’d never forgive myself if anything happened to her” Allison exclaimed, staring into space. The brave hunter now a former shell of herself. “We’ll find her, I’m sure of it” Kira tried to be positive, even though your disappearance put a storm cloud above all of their heads.

Meanwhile at Derek’s loft: Isaac, Malia, Derek and Peter stood around the table, bouncing ideas of one another. “Stiles said something about her getting a text from someone” Isaac voiced. “Who from?” Peter asked quickly. “I’m not sure, he never said. I don’t think he knew either” he added. “So what, she was kidnapped?” Malia was lost in this huge mess of chained events. “Didn’t you two hear anything at the bonfire?” Derek questioned with a firm tone. The two shook their heads and looked down at the ground. “We’ll find her, just keep looking” Derek said, a bit more sympathetic than usual. Even the Hales missed your sarcastic presence. Isaac would find himself staring at the empty seat at lunch, that no one dared to touch. Malia text you about five times a day, even if you didn’t read it, it gave her a form of comfort by writing her thoughts down to you.

Mason watched as Liam paced back and forth in his room constantly, biting his nails uneasily. “What if we don’t find her in time?” Liam questioned. “We will” Mason replied. “What if we’re already too late” “We’re not”. “What if-” Liam began to say before he was cut off. “Li, calm down. Y/n wouldn’t want to see you like this” Mason said, rubbing his shoulder for support. “But she’s missing and I think I know who took her-” Liam stated.

Should I continue this or not? Sorry for the non-existent uploads but schools started and I’m struggling to keep on top of things so I’ll upload when I can x

Film day with Ethan.

Requested by @dolanangels: “a really fluffy imagine with ethan and Y/N where they vlog and do a girlfriend vs boyfriend challenge”


“(Y/N), come oooooon.” Ethan wined from the living room.

“I’m almost ready, chill out.” You called back. You and him had a beach day planned and he was getting restless while waiting for you to finish getting ready. 

“We’re just going to the beach, sheesh.” He complained. You tied up your hair in a messy bun and walked out of the restroom.

“Alright, I’m ready. Goodness.” You joked. You loaded up the car with all your bags and other beach gear and headed off to Santa Monica for the day. 

“See, this is why I took forever to get ready. I knew you were gonna vlog today.” You laughed as he set up his camera on the dashboard of the car.

“I can’t have an amazing day with my girl and not vlog.” He said as he kissed your cheek. You smiled and turned up the radio as you hit the highway.

Once you got to the beach, it was pretty empty, you had infinite choices of spots. You set up your towels and everything and just hung out. It was just the two of you, and it was nice to be able to spend time with each other like that. 

You bought passes for the pier and rode a few of the roads and got lunch at one of the many restaurants on the pier. After lunch, you walked down to the end of the pier and enjoyed the view.

“The water is so pretty.” You said.

“Not as pretty as you.” Ethan said.

“Haha, you’re cute.” You laughed. You kissed him softly, knowing that his viewers would go crazy once they saw that footage in the video.

After you day on the beach, once back home in your apartment that you shared with Ethan and Grayson, you sat down to film a video.

“What’s up guys, we’re back.” Grayson began.

“And today, we’re with a special guest, my girlfriend, (Y/N).” Ethan said, motioning to you. “You’ve only seen her in vlogs, but today, we decided to switch it up and have her film with us.” He added.

“So, today, we’re gonna put Ethan and (Y/N) to the test and see how well they really know each other, and their relationship.” Grayson began. “They each have written five questions, that I will be asking them. They’ll get a point for each correct answer, and the one with the most points at the end is the winner.” He finished.

“We haven’t decided on a punishment yet-” You started.

“Loser gets dumped.” Ethan joked.

“Alright then, loser gets dumped.” You laughed. Throughout the video, the questions were pretty easy. They were mostly favorites questions, like favorite movie, favorite past time, and favorite outfit that the other one wears.

“Oh, c’mon, that’s an easy one.” Ethan said has he wrote down his answer to his favorite outfit that you wear.

“It’s not that easy. Because you have different favorites. You have a favorite dress up outfit, and a favorite casual outfit. You told me this the other day. Also, you like when I wear your clothes.” You said.

“That is true, I do like when you wear my clothes.” He agreed. “Okay, I’ll give you a hint. The answer I wrote was a casual outfit.” He said.

“Okay, that helps.” You said. “I’m gonna go with, your maroon Vans hoodie and leggings.” You said.

“My maroon vans hoodie and leggiiiings.” Ethan said as he showed his paper to the camera.

“Awe, seriously? I went out on a limb with that one.” You laughed. 

“Alright, that’s another point for (Y/N) and the score is now tied at four. Whoever gets this next one wins.” Grayson said. “Alright, Ethan, the last time (Y/N) bought you clothes, what store did they come from, how many articles of clothing were there, and what were they?” Grayson said.

“Oh my gosh, what kind of question is this?” Ethan asked.

“I gotta throw a few curve balls in there.” You laughed.

“Jeez.” He said. He sat there for a minute, trying to come up with an answer. “Okay, I think I got it. It was H&M for sure, I remember that much. And I wanna say it was three items. It was the red and black flannel, the purple crewneck, and that blue baseball tee.” Ethan said. You laughed and looked down at your answer sheet. “Is that it? Was that it?” He asked.

“Red and black flannel, purple crewneck, baseball tee, AND a pair of black jeans.” You said as your flipped your paper around.

“Ooooh, nooo. I forgot about those jeans.” He said.

“She also got me this camo t-shirt, but that’s besides the point.” Grayson added. “So, that’s another point for (Y/N), which means that she won. Ethan, are you ready to get dumped?” Grayson asked. Ethan shook his head.

“Well, Ethan, it was nice knowing you. It was a nice seven month run, but I guess this is it.” You said. You kissed his hand and walked off out of frame. Ethan pretended to be distraught and fell off of his chair and faked tears. You laughed and came back into frame and sat down in Ethan’s lap.

“Just kidding. No one is getting dumped.” Ethan said. 

“Well, that’s it for this week’s video. If you liked it, go ahead and give it a thumbs up, and if you didn’t like it, you might as well give it a thumbs up.” Grayson said.

“Yeah, and go ahead and click subscribe while you’re added.” Ethan said.

“We’ll see you next Tuesday,” 

“PEACE.” You all said simultaneously. 

“Awe, that was fun.” You said.

“It was. We should film together again.” Grayson said.

“We should do the girlfriend versus brother challenge next time.” Ethan said.

“Oooh, that would be interesting.” You agreed. 

You all sat around the living room, just lounging around for the rest of the night, not doing anything in particular, but you enjoyed it nonetheless.

garlicbread-slut  asked:

PLEASE dear lord do me a solid and write me that shitty (not shitty) football AU where jack is #starquarterback and coach is the coach (shocker) and bitty is trying to not fall in LOVE with said quarterback bc he is over at his house all the time to get pointers from coach (or so he says)

Okay so…I went a tiny bit off the prompt but A LOT overboard and…this is gonna end up being a pretty long fic.  Here’s chapter one! (AO3 link here)

Eric Bittle met Jack Zimmermann for the first time when he was sixteen years old.  He’d just gotten his driver’s license that afternoon, so mama sent him to pick up Coach from work and surprise his father with the news.  He let himself into Coach’s office and sat in the desk chair, propping his feet on a milk crate full of footballs while he scrolled through his email.  Eric fired off replies to comments on the latest figure skating video he’d posted on YouTube until he heard voices coming down the hall and the door swung open.

“Junior?  Well ain’t this a surprise!  Where’s your mother?” Coach asked, smiling broadly under his moustache.  

“She’s at home,” Eric told him, hopping up out of the chair and pulling his temporary license out of his back pocket to show him.

“What’s this?”

“Mama took me to the DMV this morning for my road test, I passed!”  Coach crowded in close to squint down at the grainy black and white photo on the paper temp.

“Well would you look at that.  Congrats, Junior.”  Coach clapped Eric on the shoulder.  “Now why don’t you repay me for those lessons by giving me and Jack here a ride?” he gestured to the boy hovering uncomfortably in the doorway and Eric’s heart skipped a little in his chest.  He’d only ever seen Jack from a distance, watching games up in the bleachers with his mother, and seeing him in person was worlds different.  He wasn’t just a generically muscular dude scurrying around the field; Eric could see how handsome he was.  All the guys on Coach’s team had nice bodies, and it was something he’d just kind of tuned into radio static a long time ago because usually their faces were generic and their eyes skipped right over Eric once it was clear he wasn’t one of them.  Jack’s face was beautiful though, with high cheekbones and pink lips, his big nose looking perfectly suited to sit below intense blue eyes.

“Sure thing!”  He held out his hand to Jack.  “Eric Bittle, nice to meet you.”  Jack seemed relieved to know his place in the conversation again, and almost smiled as he shook Eric’s hand.

“Nice to meet you too.  Jack Zimmermann.”  He pulled back and scratched at the back of his head, before adding, “Um, your dad talks about you a lot.”  

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Jealousy - Junhoe scenario (Requested)

Originally posted by ikonis

@sexyllamonkey said:  Hii <3 I’m really into angst right now lmao and you know Junhoe is ruining my like lol Soooo.. Can I request a Junhoe agnst scenario. Where he is an overprotective BF like he gets jealous easily ikd lmao IM JUST IN LOVE WITH THIS BLOG

- Hiiiii <3 I loveee ANGST LIKE SO MUCH LOL I hope youu enjooooy and thank youu I LOVEE YOU SO MUCH

Genre: angst 
Members: Junhoe x You
Word count: 2236

Junhoe kept looking at you, staring at you. His leg was shaking, his hand on his cheek. He was getting angry, jealous.
Why suddenly you are doing this? Few hours ago it wasn’t like this.

– 2 hours back –

His lips moved against yours, he worked the kiss more by using tongue, not lot of it, but a little. His hand on your cheek, holding your face softly.
His hands travel down on your waist pulling you closer to his body, your hands moved on his chest.
He layed down slowly on the couch, pulling you on top of him. You smiled pulling away, going down his jawline with your index finger. You look at his eyes, he had a small smile on his face. You lean in and kiss him again. Junhoe’s hands travel down your back to your ass, grabbing it.
You liked that and smiled under the kiss.

Bobby walks inside of the living room, and covers his eyes with his hand.
“YAH can you please take that to the room and not here?” he said

Junhoe and you laugh sitting up on the couch.
“Like why, but why I always come in when you two making out” Bobby said moving his hand away
“You come at the wrong time” Junhoe raised his shoulders

Bobby shakes his head and sits down next to you.
“We going later” he spoke as he places his legs on the coffee table
“Where?” Junhoe asked
“Just a small party, I mean It is not even a party, it is like a gathering, all of us members” Bobby said watching the TV
“But where Bobby” you laugh and push his shoulder and he smiled
“We like reserved a place, It’s like near woods, so like there will be fire, marshmallows and stuff like that”
“OH that is so fun!” you smiled and looked at both of them

You were so excited. You love being outside, especially in some nature places, like walk around in the nature.
“When we going hyung?” Junhoe said
“In like 30 minutes or so” Bobby looks at him and Junhoe nods his head

Junhoe and you started to walk upstairs.
“DON’T DO ANYTHING NAUGHTY UP THERE” both of you hear Bobby shout
“Oh shut up BOBBY!” you shout back and Bobby laugh hard

Hanbin got of the bathroom, with only jeans on.
You look at him and he scratches back of his neck, smiling.
Junhoe looks at you then at Hanbin, he sighs and walks inside of is room.
“You going to the thing?” Hanbin looks at you
“Yeah. I like your tattoo on your chest” you said

Tattoo was so beautiful and looked really good.
Hanbin looks down at his chest and then lifts up his head
“Thanks. Go to your boyfriend he’ll get pissed off because you’re here with me, while I am shirtless” Hanbin taps your shoulder and you nodded your head agreeing with him and laugh walking to Junhoe’s room.

He just puts his long sleeve shirt over his body.
You smiled and hugged him form the back. Junhoe smiled and turns around and gives you a hug.
“I love you” you said into his chest
“I love you too” he softly said and kissed your head still holding you in his arms.

“Y/N!” Donghyuk smiled as you walked downstairs to the living room
“DONGHYUK!” you smiled, he hugged you
You two didn’t see each other because he was in the city with Yunhyeong and Chanwoo to get the stuff for the party you guys are having.
“Let’s goooo!” Bobby shouts

You guys get into a van and drive off.
As you arrived to the destination, it was a big log cabin.
“What” you said with your mouth open, you couldn’t believe how beautiful it was

You guys got out, and walked inside. It was so beautiful. Everything made out of wood, nicely placed, furniture was looking amazing. It just felt so warm when you walk inside, had a nice atmosphere look.

“This is.. Wow” Hanbin stand next to you looking up and around
“GUYS!” Jinhwan shouted form the backyard

You guys rush outside, there was set up camp fire, chairs all around the fire. In the back there was a radio who played music.
There was placed a table with chairs and food on it.

“Let’s get cookin” Bobby laughs and takes marshmallows and opens the bag
“Hey we should do chubby bunny challenge” you point at the bag
“Are you serious?” Hanbin looks at you
“Yeah” you laugh

Bobby nodded his head. Donghyuk tried to find two bowls in the huge kitchen. He did and ran outside handing Bobby one and Hanbin one.
“Oh this is gonna be funny” you laugh and Chanwoo points at you nodding his head, smiling

Bobby puts one marshmallow in his mouth
“Chubby bunny” he smiled
Hanbin did the same.
They put in 4 of marshmallows in their mouth, they look at each other and laugh almost everything falling out of their mouth.
You laughed and stood next to Junhoe. He was laughing, thought how Bobby looked like an actual bunny.
His hand was around your shoulders, holding you close to him.

After 6th marshmallow, Bobby and Hanbin laugh and spit out the marshmallows into the bowl.
“Oh my God, I can’t believe I did this” Hanbin laughs and wipes his mouth

You all sat up around the camp fire, looking at the fire, talking old childhood stories, laughing, sharing thoughts. Music played all the time in the back.
Junhoe kept looking at you, talking to you, he didn’t talk that much to other members. He was just focused on you.
Boys went and danced around the radio with music playing.
Junhoe was not in a mood for dancing so you had to stay with him.
“Why don’t we go dance?” you smiled at him
“I am not in a mood for dancing. Let’s just stay here and talk just you and me” he looks at you

You slowly nod your head and look at the fire.
You wanted to have fun, dance with everyone, sing along the songs. Sometimes you hated Junhoe for his behavior, when he acts that way. And now you can’t have fun just because he doesn’t want to, if you go and leave him he’ll probably get mad.

Hanbin looks at two of you just being quiet, doing nothing special. He walks over to you and takes your hand in his.
“Y/N let’s dance” he said looking at you

You look at him then at Junhoe.
“Y/N come on” Hanbin repeated
You nodded your head and Hanbin and you rushed to the “dance floor” and started to dance
“Like he wouldn’t let you come here” Bobby said quietly dancing next to you
“I know… I don’t know why he is acting this way” you said

Junhoe licks his lips still watching you. You are there with them for a while now, laughing, dancing, not even once you didn’t come back to him.
He noticed how Hanbin is putting his hands on your waist, around your shoulders, getting closer to you.

Hanbin was getting on his nerves. Why are you letting him touch you, when only Junhoe can.

Junhoe started to get sick of the party, sick of Hanbin, you. The way you acted. Yes he knew he is overreacting maybe, but he cares about you, he can sometimes be overprotective but this is making him sick. He can see how you are flirting with Hanbin and he with you. The way you are smiling at each other.

“I’m going home” Junhoe said looking at everyone and all of you stop dancing
“What?” you asked
“This “party” ain’t fun at all” Junhoe lifts his shoulders up
“It’s because you don’t want to have fun” Bobby said
“Whatever I am going home” Junhoe said
“If you are going home, we all have to” Yunhyeong said being serious
“So what?” Junhoe shakes his head
“Junhoe” Hanbin said looking at him with a serious look and serious tone of his voice
“Are you guys going home or?” a woman that organized all of this asked
“You know that if one person is going all of you have to, that is what your manager said” she added
“We know” Chanwoo said
“I am going home” Junhoe repeated
“Then everyone is, then pack your stuff, we are going in 5 minutes”  the woman said walking back inside

Where Junhoe was standing there was Hanbin’s bag, so Hanbin slightly pushed him out of the way to get his bag. Not just Hanbin, but everyone was mad right now, even you.

Soon you all were in a van going back home.

You sat in the middle between Hanbin and Bobby. Juhoe was in front of you guys with Jinhwan and Chanwoo.
“Selfiee” you smiled
“Yeah selfie in the dark” Hanbin smiles and you take a picture
“Aww it is nice” you said and Bobby and you started to discuss that he looks fine on the picture

Junhoe was just getting angrier and angrier. Jinhwan looked at him and pushed him a little.

“Leave me alone” Junhoe said and kept looking through the window

You look up hearing Junhoe say that. You knew his tones of his voice, the way he acts. He was mad about something, something was up for sure.

Arriving at their house, Junhoe stormed inside and went straight to his room. You followed him and open the door.
“What is going on with you?” you asked looking at him, while he was putting out the stuff from his bag

He looks up at you and then back the bag.
“Junhoe. What happened?” you look at him
“You.” Junhoe said and looks up at you
“Me?” you point at yourself
“Yes you. You left me there alone” he said still looking at you
You felt pressure building up inside of you.
“You didn’t want to have nice time tonight. And I wanted to! I wanted to go there dance, sing with the boys” you raised your voice a little

“Ohh right, by boys you mean Hanbin?”
“Hanbin? Are you serious?” you were in shock

Junhoe throws the bag away and looks at you in anger, stepping closer to you. 
“You. Flirted with Hanbin tonight. I was so sick watching you smiling at him, touching him…” he said
“I did not flirted with Hanbin. We were just dancing Junhoe” you stared at him and he laughs
“Yeah yeah whatever” Junhoe said and turns around
“So you just going to laugh? Is that it?”
“Hold up, what do you want me to do?” Junhoe turns around
“You don’t trust me. I know you” you look at his eyes

He laughs again

“Yeah I don’t trust you. I don’t think I will again. Because of what you did” he steps closer to you
“I DIDN’T FLIRT WITH HIM!” you raised your voice because you were sick of his acting this way, not trusting you at all
“YES YOU DID! YOU FUCKING DID.” He points at you shouting
“Me? A fool? I saw everything with my own eyes! WHY did you let him touch you? Huh?” Junhoe got close to your face, staring at you

You actually didn’t know what to say. This was the first time Junhoe was acting this way. SO angry, shouting at you.
“See you don’t have an answer because you flirted with him” he said coldly
“I didn’t flirt with him. Junhoe stop saying that” you look away then at him
“You’re lying Y/N” Junhoe looks at you

You laugh in frustration, feeling tears building up in your eyes.
“You cheated on me in front me”
“YOU ARE A FUCKING ASSHOLE! I NEVER DID ANYTHING WITH HANBIN! I DON’T HAVE ANYTHING WITH HIM! STOP SAYING THAT I FLIRTED WITH HIM or even worse cheated on you! Are you out of your fucking mind?!” one tear falls down your cheek

Bobby, Hanbin and Jinhwan walk up inside of the room.
“What is going on here?” Jinhwan asked
“Look there is your boy, go ahead Y/N. He is all yours” Junhoe points at Hanbin and Hanbin didn’t get anything, he was confused, you were crying silently.
“How can you say that? I only love you, no one else” your voice cracked
“Don’t lie Y/N… UGHH how I hate when you lie.” Junhoe got angrier
“Junhoe you need to chill” Bobby said walking up to him

“SHE FUCKING FLIRTED WITH HANBIN AND I SHOULD “chill” ?! Are you FUCKING SERIOUS!” Junhoe shouted into Bobby’s face
“We what?” Hanbin asked
“Oh like you don’t know” Junhoe said
“Flirted? Are you kidding me?” Hanbin laughed
“I never would do that to you Junhoe” you spoke
“LIAR, YOU ARE A FUCK-ING LIAR” he rushed towards you in anger

You actually got scared, looking into his eyes there was no love, only hate, anger. This wasn’t Junhoe you knew. Bobby and Jinhwan grabbed him by his arms pulling him back. Junhoe tried so hard to get away from their grip.

“Come on Y/N let’s go.” Hanbin looked at you
“YOU go with him. We’re over.” Junhoe said

You kept looking at Junhoe. Donghyuk walked inside and Hanbin told him to take you to another room. You walked with Donghyuk.
Hanbin walks over to Junhoe.

“You’re a fucking idiot, you know that?”

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Can you do a "If ____ was a college student" kind of thing if/when you have time? :)

oohhh i love college aus

i’ll just compress this into one post to save time haha

pls note that i’m not in college yet so some stuff might not be accurate and might not actually happen in college haha

S.Coups would be that popular sports major. He gets invited at every party and almost everyone, whether drunk or not, would be eyeing him because he looks so good. He studies hard tho like he makes sure he completes his notes before anything else (even though hangovers are the worst and he has to drag himself out of bed for his 10 am classes). An actual sweetheart if you look past the slightly cocky exterior.

Jeonghan is a literature major that has the whole campus head over heels for him. Whenever he’s walking from one class to the other, people would always come up to greet him and he’d greet back with a bright smile. He’s usually unaware of all the flirting tho so he goes about his daily life as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Probably owns a really nice car that his parents gave him as a going-away gift.

Joshua is known as that good boy who rarely drinks at parties and always has time to go to the gym seriously who even has time to go to the gym anymore? Business major who everyone likes. He plays his guitar and sings inside his dorm room and little does he know that everyone on his floor is standing outside of his door, listening to his voice. He probably gets asked to sing at parties a lot and he’s too sweet to refuse.

Jun is a theatre major who everyone just adores because he’s really handsome and acts well. He’s often designated to bring the booze to parties. Is definitely a huge flirt and always ends up making out with someone inside the bathroom. Can also be seen napping at random places around the campus. He probably sucks up to his professors a lot so he can pass his requirements a little later than everyone else. 

Hoshi is that dance major that is like a fucking siren everywhere he goes. Like literally you could hear him from a mile away, together with his roommate Seokmin. Everyone likes him because he’s the life of the party and he seems to have this cheerful vibe to him. He stays up really late to work on his choreography for his final practical test. Also comes to class with a huge-ass tumbler of coffee and a bagel. 

Wonwoo is an art major who seems really dark and brooding at first but he’s actually really nice. His art is A++ and people are amazed at how good he is. He’s also part of the soccer team. He skates around campus with headphones stuck in his ears and his bag slung over one shoulder and people are like immediately drawn in with his rebellious appearance.

Woozi is a music production and engineering major who literally lives off of coffee. He looks like he could throw punches at anyone who comes near him so most people steer clear. He looks stressed and tired 24/7 but honestly he’s grown accustomed to the demands of his classes, it’s just that his face is now permanently fucked up he’s still very cute tho. Doesn’t have a lot of friends but would attend a party if it meant drinking and leaving behind his schoolwork for a few hours. 

DK is roommates with Hoshi and is an education major. His smile could brighten up even the most stressed out students’ day and he’s considered as the actual personification of the sun. Randomly brings in food for everyone in his class. He and Hoshi are almost always causing trouble but they don’t care because it entertains people and they’re all about that. 

Mingyu is an advertising major who uses his knack for drawing to make great designs for his ad portfolios. Honestly, people are amazed at how fast he can doodle. He seems like that student who doesn’t really care about anything and who’s just here to party but he surprises everyone by getting high marks on his finals. He’s probably that guy who dances on tables during parties and ends up knocked out on the couch the next day.

The8 is a psychology major, which seems fitting because he’d rather sit back and observe his surroundings. He spends most of his free time sitting outside while reading a book and people are so captivated by him because ‘wow he looks like such an innocent angel-puppy hybrid how can someone be that adorable’. He’s on the cheerleading squad though and he often blows people away with his badass flips and dancing. 

Seungkwan is a pre-med student who everyone likes because he’s funny and is always sassing his professors back. People are amazed at how he manages to stay cheerful despite having a heavier work load with his pre-med classes and all but he just goes ‘well i can’t afford to look stressed eyebags and wrinkles are a no-no’. He’s actually very keen on helping people in any way he can because he was taught by his mother to be selfless.

Vernon is a film major who everyone thinks is high 90% of the time. He’s not though, he’s just really deep in thought lmao. He’s also best friends with Seungkwan. (How that happened, nobody really knows). He’s really passionate about his filmmaking and he’s always in the library reading up on theories about film and film techniques and the history of film. He’s usually reserved but Seungkwan often drags him out to parties and introduces him to people. 

Dino is a broadcast communications major who’s studying to become a DJ. He’s actually already a DJ at the college radio and because of his energetic persona, he’s instantly a favorite of his listeners. He’s young, but this doesn’t stop him from working hard as seen by the many sleepless nights he spends in the booth, making the perfect mix for his shift the next day. And yes, he’s always being invited to DJ at parties.

Mr. and Mrs. Smith (2) - Lazy Morning

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Summary: You’re a medical student and a hunter. Your parents died, killed by a demon, and you picked up where they left off. No one knows about it and you live a perfectly normal life. What’s gonna happen when someday you run into Dean Winchester, having no idea, that he’s a hunter, too?

Timeline: Let’s say that after John Winchester gave his soul for Dean’s life they came back to Lawrence and tried to start a normal life, but they were still hunting.

Word count: 1581 

Paring: Dean x Reader

Warnings: none, completely ;) 

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Originally posted by xxxl0veleenxxx

The buzzing sound of the phone alarm pierced through the air and you turned it off before the second chime. You’d been awake for a couple of hours already,  replaying events from the previous night countless times in your mind. You still couldn’t believe that someone like Dean noticed you. He was practically the lead in a romance novel; how did you get so lucky?

You crawled out of the bed and sat on the edge of your memory foam matress to strech out your stiffened back and arms, feeling cold tiles under the soles of your feet when you entered the bathroom to brush your teeth. Jutted wildly in all directions, you pulled your hair into a a messy bun and changed from your PJ’s into gray sweatpants and baggy T-shirt.

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The Waitress | A.I Part 2

Originally posted by calumacoustic

Part 1


“Charlie I’m back” I shout as I walk through the door to our apartment. “I’m in the kitchen” she shouts back. I walk into the kitchen. Charlie is sat on the counter with a bowl of cereal. “You know, we have a table right?” I said gesturing to the table in the corner of the room. She shrugs. “Anyway, I have news” I begin, taking a seat on the counter opposite her, swinging my legs out in front of me. “Do tell” she smirks, setting her bowl down to focus on me. Charlie was the gossipy type of friend, she would never gossip to anyone else, so my secrets were always safe. She was just very nosy and just liked to know what was going on in everyone’s lives.

“You know that guy I told you about yesterday?” I ask. I had spent a good twenty minutes yesterday talking about Ashton so I don’t see how she could forget. “The one you said was unbelievably attractive and couldn’t find the right bathroom?” she chuckled.  “Yeah, well he came into the bar tonight.” I smiled. “Yes” her smile widens, she reminded me of Mr Burns from The Simpsons in that moment. I shake my head as I smile at her. She gestured for me to continue. “He asked me out on a date” I smiled. Charlie cheered, clapping her hands together. I rolled my eyes at her.  “You’re way too excited about this” I comment. “You’re doing as I said, getting out there, getting laid” she smiled. I throw the oven mitt at her, which she dodges. “I’m not getting laid. I’m going on a date” I state simply. “Ok but say things go well and you go on a few more dates, would you fuck him?” she asks bluntly. “Of course I would, he’s fucking hot, how could I turn that down?” I say, with a smile on my face.  We both laugh uncontrollably.  

I hear a ding coming from my pocket. Charlie’s face lights up. I roll my eyes at her. I unlock my phone and find a message from an unknown number.

Unknown: Hi, it’s Ashton 😃 

“Is it him?” Charlie asks impatiently.  I nod my head, her grin widens. I wasn’t expecting a text this soon. It had only been an hour since I left the restaurant.

Y/N: Hi 😃 I wasn’t expecting to hear from you so soon.

Ashton: Sorry, is now not a good time?          

I could imagine his worried little face.  He seemed so nervous around me.  I found it adorable, and that cute giggle he does could brighten the darkest of souls.

Y/N: No. Now’s a great time, it’s just most guys wait at least two days before they make contact.

Ashton: Well, you’ll find I’m not like most guys

I was typing another message but then he sent another, stopping me in my tracks.

Ashton: I have a much bigger dick 😉

I laughed out loud. Charlie gave me a questioning look. I was not expecting that response from the shy guy who could barely talk to me yesterday. I didn’t even know what to say to that.

Ashton: OH MY GOD I’m so sorry, Calum stole my phone, he thinks he’s funny

Y/N: In fairness to Calum, I did laugh, but I’m guessing you didn’t text me to discuss dick size. Just FYI  if we were I would win. 😉 😂

Ashton: 😯 😂  You made me spit out my drink but it went all over Calum so I forgive you. But no, that’s not why I texted you. I wanted to know if you were free tomorrow night?

Y/N: I am

Ashton: Great I’ll pick you up at six 😄

Y/N: Great, where are we going?

Ashton: It’s a surprise

Y/N : Alrighty then Mr mysterious, see you tomorrow at six  😄

Ashton: Can’t wait

I smile at my phone. Charlie, who I thought would have left by now raises an eyebrow at me as I put my phone in my pocket. “He’s picking me up tomorrow at six” I say as something occurs to me.

Y/N: Hold on… How do you know where I live

Ashton: Michael told me. I’m not a stalker I promise

Y/N: 😒 That’s the kind I thing a stalker would say…

Ashton:  Please still go out with me

Y/N: You’re lucky you’re cute  😉

I put my phone back in my pocket, and jump off the kitchen counter. I couldn’t help the large smile on my face. “Where is he taking you?” Charlie asks nosily. “He won’t tell me, he says it’s a surprise” I reply. I wanted to know, having never been a fan of surprises. The fact that I had no idea where we were going or what we were doing meant that planning my outfit would be a nightmare. I sigh as I walk through to my bathroom, cleaning off my make-up and getting ready for bed. I pull on a baggy shirt and climb into bed, looking forward to the events of tomorrow.


I eagerly wait all day, I had the day off from work so I was bored out of my mind. I had another essay to write for Uni, but that could wait, there was no way I would get anything meaningful written while my mind was elsewhere. I hadn’t been on a date in a while. The rest of the band had been pestering me for months to start dating again. They all had girlfriends, except for Josh, who had a boyfriend. So as the only single member, they all took joy in trying to sort out my love life, much to my dismay. I love them but they need to back the hell up out of my business. I wanted to find someone eventually but I didn’t want to date guys for the sake of it. Then Ashton came along. He intrigues me, I don’t know what it is but he’s the first guy for a while that I actually want to spend time with.  The fact that he’s insanely attractive is an added bonus.

Before I knew it, it was five o’clock and I decided that I should probably start getting ready. I looked through my wardrobe, trying to decide what to wear which was impossible as I had no idea where we were going. I decided to text Ashton, I didn’t want him to show up to find me under or overdressed.

Y/N: Ashton, what do I wear?

I walked over to my desk where I kept all my make-up. I wasn’t expecting him to respond so quickly but my phone dinged so I checked it.

Ashton: Anything you want, you’ll look beautiful no matter what you wear  😃

I sigh. Men.

Y/N: Thank you 😃 But that’s the least helpful thing you could possibly have said. I don’t want to be over/underdressed, Help me pls 

Ashton: Fine, dress nice

Y/N: is that nice, or nice nice?

Ashton: nice, smart casual is that helpful enough for you m’lady  😉

Y/N: Yes thank you.

I walked over to my wardrobe and picked out my black dress. It wasn’t skin tight. It was comfortable as it moved freely from the waist and came to just below my knee. It was casual but it looked smart enough if we were going out for dinner. I applied some light make up. I never really wore a lot of makeup, unless it was a special occasion, so I went for my everyday look. I applied some perfume before trying to find my flat black shoes. I had no intention of wearing heels as I only wore those when it was completely necessary. Also I could be going on a hike for all I know so I chose comfortable footwear.

I picked up my bag and walked through to the living room. Charlie was sat on the sofa with a bowl of cereal. She turned to face me when she heard me. “Oooh, you look nice” she said as she shoveled more cornflakes into her mouth. I swear all this girl eats is cereal. “Thank you” I say. “What’s the time?” I ask. Charlie checks her watch. “Two minutes to six” she responds. I nod. I quickly go to the bathroom. As I am walking back out I hear a knock on the door. 

I begin walking towards it, but Charlie jumps off the sofa and sprints to the door. She opens it, giving me a mischievous look. I rolled my eyes. “Hello” I hear Charlie greet him. I couldn’t see him but I could hear him. “Umm, is Y/N here?” he asks. I could tell by his tone that he wasn’t expecting someone else to answer. “Who’s asking?” she says leaning against the door casually. I could tell she was enjoying this.  “Ashton” he says as if it was a question. I smile. “Oh, the unbelievably attractive guy who couldn’t find the right bathroom” she said as if it had just occurred to her.  I could hear the smirk on her face. I practically sprint to the door. “I’ve heard a lot about you” she smiles. I walk around her, catching sight of Ashton in the doorway. “Okay, you’ve said enough” I say pushing her out of the doorway and back into the apartment. She grins mischievously. I turn to look at Ashton, he had slightly rose tinted cheeks “I’m sorry about her” I apologise. “It’s okay, my friends are the same” he chuckles. “Are you ready to go?” he asks. “Yes” I say, I quickly grab a jacket off of the rack by the door and walk out of  the door, shutting it gently behind me.  

He leads me to his car, opening the door for me and letting me into the passenger side before walking round and climbing in. We drove away.  “So where are we going?” I ask, looking over to him, his gaze was focused on the road. “You’ll see when we get there” he smiles. I pouted. We sat in a peaceful silence,  the radio faintly playing as we drove, it was nice. We started heading out of the city, which confused me but I went with it. I saw a little smirk form on his face as sensed my confusion. He drove into the woods, following a winding path through the trees. “Oh my god, you’re taking me into the woods to murder me” I joke with a shocked expression. “I’m not I promise” Ashton laughed. “Pinky promise?”  I ask in a childish tone raising my little finger to him. He giggles, wrapping his little finger around mine. He had such an amazing giggle, I could listen to that sound all day. The trees begin to clear as we drive up hill. I look around and realise where we were. Ashton parks the car on the cliff top that overlooks the city.

“We’re here” he announces grandly. I smile and get out of the car. There was a little picnic blanket set out on the grass nearby, beneath a tall tree. I walk towards the edge of the cliff, being careful not to trip. That would be a tragic first date. I was in awe of the view, it was beautiful, the sun was just beginning to set, shading the city in red and orange hues. “Wow” I mutter as I stare out over the city. “It’s beautiful isn’t it?” Ashton appears next to me, his shoulder gently brushing against mine. “Yeah” I sigh. “C’mon, I brought food” Ashton said, nudging my shoulder. “You truly know the way to a girls heart” I said placing my hand over my chest. Ashton chuckles as he leads me to the blanket.  

I take a seat on the blanket, making sure to leave enough room for him. He sits down so that his back leans against the tree trunk. “I’m not going to lie, this isn’t what I was expecting” I say.  A look of panic washes over his face. “No, no, it’s perfect, I just wasn’t expecting it that’s all” I ramble, not wanting to make him feel uncomfortable. Ashton visibly relaxes. I sigh in relief. Ashton smiles at me. How could he make me feel so warm with a simple smile. “Sandwich?” he asks. I nod, smiling back at him.  He hands me a sandwich. I take a bite and hum in satisfaction. It was a good sandwich. Ashton smiles. “So tell me about yourself” Ashton says as he takes a bite of his sandwich. “There’s not much to tell, I’m rather boring to be honest” I reply. “You’re not, so don’t say that, now tell me, I want to get to know you” he smiles. “Okay” I sigh, I adjust my body so that I can get more comfortable. I lean against the tree alongside him, our shoulders gently resting against each other. 

I launch into a brief rundown of my life, what I was doing at university and my plans for the future. Ashton watches me the whole time, seeming genuinely interested in what I had to say. Nobody had ever really been interested in me before so the feeling he was giving me was foreign, but I liked it. I finish my story. “Your turn” I smirk at the end. Ashton chuckles. The sun had almost set completely, the sky becoming dark. The lights of the city were beautiful in the distance. I rested my head against his shoulder, we both looked out over the city as he told me about his family and the band. He spoke about it with so much passion, it was obvious he truly loved his job. He had such a soothing voice that I could listen to for hours. 

“- And then Michael took us to this restaurant where I met this amazingly beautiful waitress who is ridiculously good at guitar” he explained. I tilted my head to look up at him, smiling.  He tilted his head down. Our faces were only inches apart, as he smiled at me. I hadn’t known Ashton for very long but he made me feel so comfortable around him. He seems so much more confident in himself than he did when we first met. He wrapped his arm around me and I leaned in closer. We sat peacefully and admired the view. It was perfect, I was expecting him to take me out to dinner or something, but this was perfect. It was private and peaceful and easily the best date I had been on.  The sun had completely disappeared and it was beginning to get cold. I felt my phone vibrate in my jacket pocket. It made me jump, which made Ashton chuckle. I checked my phone.

Charlie: will you be coming home tonight ??  😉

I laughed. She is the least subtle person I’ve ever met. Ashton looked at me, a small smile appearing on his face. I didn’t know what he was smiling at but he had such a nice smile I didn’t care. I checked the time it was nearly eleven o’clock. I would happily stay here with him all night but I had to work the six o’clock breakfast shift tomorrow.

 “I should be getting back, I have to work tomorrow morning” I sigh. “I guess it is getting late” he says. He stands up before reaching down and helping me up. “Thanks” I give him a kind smile. He packs up the picnic quickly and carries it to the car. He insists on opening the door for me. “M’lady” he says as he holds the door and helps me in. “Thank you kind sir” I chuckle. He smiles, displaying his adorable dimples. He drove me back to my apartment. We listened to some peaceful acoustic music on the radio as we drove back into the city. I always thought the city looked beautiful at night. I looked out of the window, gazing at the blurring lights as we sped by. Every so often I felt his gaze on me. I didn’t know why he kept looking at me, but I quite liked it. We arrived at my apartment and he insisted on walking me to my door.

I dig through my bag for my keys, I eventually find them and pull them out, I unlock the door. “Thank you for tonight, I had a really nice time” I smile genuinely at him. He smiled back. “Me too, can I see you again?” he asks nervously. “I’d like that” I smile. He smiles at my response. He looks from my eyes to my lips and back again, he was contemplating it. “Goodnight” he says leaning towards me and pressing a kiss to my cheek. He takes a step back.I smile at him.

I lean towards him and press my lips to his. I had obviously taken him completely by surprise. His lips were softer than I imagined. When he realised what was happening, he began to kiss back, but I pulled away, a small smirk on my face. “Goodnight” I smile as I walk through the door and shut it behind me. I couldn’t help but look through the peephole. He was stood, stunned on the doorstep. A large smile creeps across his face, his dimples on glorious display. I smile to myself. I hear his footsteps walk away from the door. I walk through to my bedroom to get ready for bed. I quickly change and clean my face before climbing in bed. I lay there and think about this evening. I can’t wait to see him again.


Late Night Cuddles

Summary: Dan wants to cuddle with Phil in bed so he uses the excuse of his fear of darkness to make Phil let him in. Soon emotions are released and true feelings are set free.

Dan and Phil said their goodnights and both headed towards their own beds. Phil walking behind Dan he turned the lights off in the kitchen and the living room before making his way down the hallway and then to his room. He knew Dan hated the dark so he always took it upon himself to turn off all the lights so Dan didn’t’ have to.

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Friends With Benifets

Request: Punk Gerard AU where you guys are neighbors and hang out every weekend and have a friends with benefits relationship. Y/N has plans one weekend and cant hangout with Gerard and he gets super jealous because he thinks its a date and realizes his feelings are more than a friends with benefits thing :)

AN: Loved this request so much x

“The door’s open!” I yelled across the apartment at the knock at the door, assuming it was Oli. 

“Honey i’m home!” I heard my neighbor Gerard sing loudly, along with a loud bang from him kicking the door closed behind him, a.k.a the only way he closed doors. He appeared in the door way of my bathroom, leaning against the door frame with his permanent smirk etched on his face. “You look nice.”

“Thank you,” I mumbled more to myself than him, trying to keep my frustration bottled as one piece of hair refused to curl.

“I got some Coronas,” he said casually, holding up the pack in the mirror for me to see. “I was gonna ask if I should order the pizza, but i’m assuming we’re going out now?”

I frowned and turned to face him. “Going out?” He gave raised an eyebrow at me and dead panned, as if the answer was obvious. The gears in my head slowly began to turn, the pieces fitting together. “Oh my gosh, didn’t I text you?”

“Uh no?” He scoffed with annoyed scorn on his face. 

“I’m sorry Gee, I could’ve sworn I texted you. I’m busy tonight, i’m sorry.” Gerard and I instantly hit it off the day I moved into the apartment right next to his. I swooned over his charm and bad boy attitude as he helped me carry my stuff up the flight of stairs into my new place. We got so close that we had a weekend tradition every Saturday night we wold go to each other’s flat, drink, stuff our faces with the cheap pizza from down the street, watched nauseatingly bad movies, and usually end up having drunk sex before the credits rolled on the screen. You could say we were friends with benefits. This week was my week hosting, which meant Gerard bought the drinks and I order the pizza. 

“Where are you going?”

“A party.”

“A party? You’re ditching me for a party?”

“I don’t really have a choice, I couldn’t say no. Zip me?” He tugged at his bottom lip and nodded. My breathing sped up when I felt his fingers skim slowly up my lower back, dragging the zipper of my dress up so slowly that it somehow felt sensual. My phone buzzed angrily on the sink, evaporating the tension building in the air. Gerard’s hand snatched it up before I could react, quickly tracing the pattern password on my phone. His eyebrows furrowed and his cocky smirk faded into a slight grimace. 

“Who’s Oli?”

“Oli texted me?”

“That’s what it says, who is he?”

“What does it say?”

’Around the corner’. Y/N who the fuck is this guy?”

“Shit shit shit,” I groaned, fast walking to my room and snatching up my heels from the floor. “He wasn’t suppose to be here until 5:30.” I was pretty much ready, but I liked having an extra thirty minutes to nitpick every detail of my outfit until I found something to fix.

“So, this Oli guy is taking you to a party,” Gerard said bitterly, grabbing his pack of cigarettes from his back pocket.

“Hey, no smoking in my apartment,” I reminded him as I smoothed out my dress, twirling in the mirror. “How do I look?”

“Fine,” he said rudely, huffing in annoyance as he put his cigarettes back in his pocket.

“Gee, please?”

“You look beautiful,” he sighed, adding a more sincere smile at the end. Even if it was forced, it was good enough for me. I beamed at him, pecking his cheek as I walked past him.

“Thank you.” I heard a honk from outside, signaling my ride was here. “I better go. Again, i’m really sorry to bail on you last minute.”

“It’s fine,” he shrugged, failing at keeping his careless attitude. 

“Next week i’ll go all out with drinks, I promise.”

He simply chuckled, striding over to my door with his head up. The apartment felt way too quiet, the only sound coming from the echoing thud of his boots against the hard wood. “Have fun,” he added before he walked out the door, attempting a smile that came out more of a thin lip grimace. I sighed as the door shut closed, shaking my hands as I grabbed my clutch. I felt terrible that I forgot to tell Gerard about the change of plans, but it felt a little nice to know he actually cared. Sometimes I never knew if Gerard really felt anything more for me than something to do on a Saturday night. How many other girls did he screw around with for fun?

I pushed that thought out of my head, I was being ridiculous. My excitement began to come back as I went down the stairs, opening the passenger door to Oli’s car. “You look amazing Y/N,” he smiled widely at me as I put on my seat belt. 

“Thanks, you look pretty sharp yourself,” I giggled, eyeing his suit. I grinned widely at the thought of how much fun tonight was going to be, forgetting more and more about Gerard with each second as we sang along to the radio and pulled out of the parking lot.

Gerard groaned and slammed his door behind him, tossing the pack of beer into his fridge a little too hard. “Fuck!” He cursed under his breath when he heard glass shatter. As if his apartment wasn’t already a mess, now he has to clean up glass shards and Corona out of his fridge. Fuck it, he thought, shrugging and closing the fridge door. Instead, he drew back the curtains to his window, narrowing his eyes at the unfamiliar, black SUV out front. He stared at the driver. He had shaggy brown hair, a nice suit and some black glasses hiding his eyes. Gerard could tell from here that he was covered in tattoos. He glanced down at his own pale arms, scrunching his nose at the spotless skin. 

He knew Y/N loved punks. If only he wasn’t terrified of needless. Was the leather jacket and combat boots not tough enough anymore? He watched as Y/N walked down the stairs and hoped in the passenger seat. “What kinda guy doesn’t open the door for her?” He said aloud. “Or knock on the door to get her instead of fucking honking?” Gerard knew he wasn’t a big sap or very romantic, but he at least knew that was not how you treat a girl on a date.

Maybe he should have took her on dates. Was that what she wanted? Him to take her to some fancy restaurant, eat over priced food and pretend to be sophisticated? He didn’t understand the appeal. How the hell was quietly eating dinner around a bunch of snobs better than laughing their asses off at some mediocre movies and sex?

That’s not your problem now, he thought bitterly. Now she has Oli to take her out and be the guy you should have been.

Oli, the fiery part of his brain scoffed. What kind of name is Oli?

The stinging sensation in his hands snapped him back into reality. He was clenching his fist so hard his knuckles began to turn white, his finger nails leaving crescent marks engraved into his palms. He groaned, rubbing his face vigorously before grabbing a fistful of his hair in a tight grip. What’s wrong with me? 

He hated how much the whole situation bothered him. He stomped into his room, snatching up the nearest CD he could get his hands on and shoving it into the DVD player, cranking his speakers up and preparing to blow his ears out. He smiled a little when he heard the beginning of Aces High, hoping his favorite album as a kid would clear his head. It didn’t, just got him a few people banging on the walls telling him to turn it down. He turned it up instead. God, he hated these people.

Gerard had been looking forward to this all week. The day where he could kick back, laugh, drink, and fuck the beauty next door. He cherished their movie nights and felt a little hurt she prioritized a date over them. 

He finally cracked and flopped down on the couch in the living room, deciding to watch the movie they were gonna watch in here instead of in his room. He told himself he was watching it out here because he was closer to alcohol, not that gnawing bitter feeling he got in his stomach when his face wasn’t pressed against the glass of the window over looking the parking lot. 

He took another swig from the yellow bottle as he scoffed at how horrible the main character’s acting was, something he would usually be clutching his stomach from laughing so hard at. The movie was a bad idea, it only made him think about how she would have reacted to everything. He flung the bottle at the wall when he thought about her cute little nose scrunching up as he playfully kissed her neck, sending greenish-yellow droplets all over the floor. Great, another spill to mop up later.

An hour went by as he typed out another text message, only to analyze it for ten minutes and delete all of it, locking his phone in defeat. That wouldn’t be clingy, right? Just a friend casually asking another friend how her date was going. The word date made him want to punch another hole in the wall. He decided not to call it that anymore.

It was ten o’clock. Ten. It’s been hours. Gerard could feel his sanity slipping as he paced circles around his couch, folding his hands together like he was cocking up a scheme. Where the hell was she? He was starting to get worried now. He never heard her talk about this Oli guy, they couldn’t be that close. What if this guy was some weirdo or a pervert? Intending to score by the end of the night.

No no no, that’s another bad thought. The mental image of that guy’s tatted hands roaming around her curves made his head pound against his skull and gave him a burning urge to knock someones teeth out. Calm down. Breathe in. Breathe out.

He threw his hands in frustration at the current battle in his mind. That was his girl out on a date…having dinner, with another guy. He had every right to be pissed.

She’s not yours, his subconscious reminded him. You can’t use some girl for a hook up and claim her.

He was really starting to hate that voice.

By 11:30, Gerard concluded that he was smitten with his neighbor. He missed her. He would be perfectly happily never hooking up with her ever again as long as he could her beautiful laugh and sarcastic commentary. Funny, he never realized how fucking cute the crinkle on her eye was when she attempted to mimic his one eyebrow raise. He would have to draw it later. When he was done drinking his sorrows and feeling sorry for himself.

It was 12:30 when he heard the gentle puffs of an exhaust pipe, followed by a quiet squeak of breaks. Gerard almost fell of his couch he tried to get up so quick. He yanked the curtains open, busting one of the rings. He added that to the endless list of things that needed to be fixed in this place. Through the torturous hours of waiting, Gerard did come up with a plan.  As soon as she got home, he would tell her how he felt and prayed it would end with him having a girlfriend. Girlfriend. The word tasted weird to him, but he didn’t care. This was the only way he could ensure she would be his and only his and he knew it would be worth putting a label and commitment on himself. He could see her perfectly in the street light as she exited the car. Gerard’s cheerful smile at her return lowered into defeated sulk.

He could see from her how happy she was, eyes gleaming in the pale light, face practically glowing, and smiling so wide he could make out her over bite. She had fun.

His grip on the doorknob loosened as she walked past his door, hearing her hum happily to herself. Would it really be right to do this to her? Confess his feelings when she clearly just had a great date? Gerard suddenly felt self conscious for the first time years. Ever since he hardened all of his feelings and became a total dick to anyone and every one, he never cared what anyone thought. He was Gerard fucking Way and knew he was a badass, so why need some one to dictate his self worth? But now, his palms were starting to sweat and his heels tapped anxiously against the hard wood. 

What if she really liked this guy? What if she didn’t immediately smile like she always did when their eyes met? What if she didn’t give him those wide, heart eyes like she did when he brought her her mail every morning? He didn’t know if he could take it.

The clinking of her keys snapped him out of his trance. Now or never. With one last deep breath, he flung the door open. She was just going inside, shutting the door behind her. He stopped the swinging door just in time, snatching her hand and pulling her into his chest. She squeaked in surprise as Gerard kissed her deeply, hoping he could somehow pour all of his emotions into it. She relaxed when she saw it was him, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing back with equal force. “Well hello to you to,” she giggled when they pulled away, tossing her clutch onto the couch.

“We need to talk,” he said immediately before he could chicken out, shutting the door securely behind him. 

“Everything okay?” She asked with a small frown, pulling a water out of her fridge.

“Yes, well no, um okay, I’e been an asshole lately. I thought what we had was great. Y’know, you’re like my best friend who gives me blow jobs and I love it and thought that’s all i wanted. But it’s not, it’s really not. I’m sorry it took me watching another guy take you out, but I was going fucking crazy here. I need you baby, I need you as my girl and not some fuck buddy like I thought I wanted. I love you, Y/N. In every possible way.” He let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding once he finished his rant, feeling like a five hundred pound just got lifted off his shoulders.

“You thought I was on a date?” She said in between laughs, dabbing her eyes to avoid smearing her makeup. “With Oli?”

“Well yeah…” He felt embarrassed at how hard she was laughing and began to shift uncomfortably. “What’s so funny?” He huffed, crossing his arms.

“That wasn’t a date. Oli is my cousin, he was giving me a ride to my Grandparent’s anniversary party.”

“He’s your cousin,” Gerard confirmed, feeling a little embarrassed at the mix up but his jittery happiness at the thought of him being the only guy in her life repressed it.


“No date?”

“No date.” He smiled widely at that, trying his best to fight off the urge to ravish her right then and there. “I loved your little love proclamation though, really sappy coming from you,” she teased, giving him a subtle wink as he wrapped his arms around her waist. 

“You liked that baby?” He mumbled into her ear, smirking when he felt her shudder against him.

“I love the way you say that.”

“I love calling you that. You’re all mine now,” he said matter of factly, breathing in the flowery smell of her perfume. 

“How about a movie and some beers? I’m sure Bob’s is closed but I got some pizza kits in the cupboard if you want to make some?” She offered.

“Sounds great, nothing I would rather be doing on a Saturday night.” And for the first time in a very long time, Gerard Way actually meant it.


The Avengers travel to Baltimore to find you, believing they can help tame your errant powers. Things don’t exactly go smoothly.

Eventual Bucky x reader

Warnings: Mania, mentions of mental hospitals

Tony walked into the board room, a serious look on his bearded face. He glanced around at the others with tired eyes- he’d clearly been up for hours, before he called an impromptu Avengers meeting at 4am. Natasha, Steve, Clint, Thor, Bucky, Bruce, Wanda, and Sam all sat around the long table, looking sleepily at him. Clint and Wanda were still in their pajamas. Sam looked the sleepiest; since he didn’t currently live in the tower he’d been given the heads up a few hours ago and had driven there. No one knew where Vision had gone off to. He was a little odd.

“We have a potential addition to the team.” Tony slid a stack of files onto the table, one to each person. They all opened the folders and read the dossier. “We need to plan an extraction.”

“An extraction? For a manicurist in Baltimore?” Sam raised an eyebrow. “I can just, you know, drive my car and pick her up. You know that right?”

Tony frowned. “She’s a little more dangerous than meets the eye. Keep reading.”

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Silver {m.c.} |3|

Word Count: 800

Prompt: Your soulmates hair color is the color of your eyes. The color of your eyes also changes to match the color of their hair if they dye it.

I got a ton of requests for this so here you go!

[Part 1] [Part 2]

Mobile Masterlist // Masterlist // Request

Missed phone calls, pleading text messages, and thousands of twitter notifications sat there on your phone untouched. Michael has been trying to get ahold of you for the past couple of days, but you weren’t sure how to handle this just yet. He was a rock star, and you were just another person.

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✨ dan's younow april 5, 2016 ✨

read on google drive with links

(special thanks to @PhandomStats for the notes tonight)

-he swapped wifi connection 30 seconds in

-3 2 1 CLICK and he gone

-reconnecting broadcaster

-whys the screen green

-“apparently you can change the wifi connection and it doesn’t stop the chat” except it did


-the screen is still green but now glitching

-“i should take over #dj”

-pretty snazz jacket

-“i hate myself for liking danandphilcrafts” “i hate you too”

-He actually acknowledged the haru pillow

-whacky guys

-“what am i humming” (it was gw2 music)

-danandphilcrafts is the best video he’ll upload this year

-their entire living room is covered in glitter

-you don’t understand the catastrophe

-so he is not wearing pjs because they are destroyed

-he’s wearing some “thin black things” which are cold

-many youtubers have sent him messages about PROTIP

-it’s everywhere

-even on a white house video

-so that’s good

-“what switches does your keyboard have” “-…switches?”

-a pigeon gave him a cold dead pigeon stare and then pooped in front of him

-it was horrific

-*fart noise*

-it was like a constant stream forming a puddle

-and it kept going

-and kept staring at him and didn’t move

-asserting its dominance

-he was traumatised

-solid five minute rant about how the poop wasn’t stopping

-his fav cocktail at wetherspoons is a cheeky vim

-full time rehearsals for tatinof because it’s unnecessarily complicated kind of like a radioshow

-he and phil hurt their necks and he sliced his thumb

-they added something new

-a “really dangerous surprising thing”

-he cut his hand and arm too

-they are exhausted

-the people they work with have a normal sleeping schedule

-they don’t


-one playlist show has sold out

-they will try and film as many gaming vids as possible before america

-he is excited for FFXV

-the battle system looks amazing

-“where is the haru pillow” “stop attacking me”

-new dinof video

-his subscribers are either hardcore anime fans or don’t give a crap

so the video was a challenge

-he wanted to give people back to back free trials for crunchy roll but was too busy

-“you’re very cool” “that’s just a wrong fact”

-“choke me” “nice”

-their necks are itchy because of something they wear on tour

-he sneeze

-he avoided snotting on the camera

-“my mums excited to meet you” “i’m excited to meet your mum”

-he really liked this season of TWD

-so he forgives them for the finale

-dan likes green and red grapes

-everyone dies in GoT

-everyone is very concerned about his neck

-"can you please plabbalbalbe”

-he sometimes thinks he’s promoting something then realises the franchise is way bigger than him (Like GOT or the Powerpuff girls)

-his second powerpuff dan captured him more accurately

-his being pressured into getting miitomo

-a lot of SAO is trash but the music and the concept are good

-grammar with dan

-“say hi to my dog” “WOOF”

-the youtube jacket is really comfy

-felix is danandphiltrash #1

-revenge of the sith is his favourite star wars movie fight him

-there will be a video about tatinofus

-they cannot take anything home

-so do not get them gifts!!

-he spent all saturday rehearsing and all sunday making his video

-“we are maybe going on tour in other places after the USA” *WINK WINK*

-they took the internet takeover down with them in a spiral of flames

-there will be a final goodbye internet takeover show

-they will mainly be reacting to old stuff it’s very cringe

-Death note gets bad after something bad happens halfway through

-the last song he listened to is the new video from schoolboy q

-he doesn’t have a fav pokemon

-he hates favourite anythings

-he overthinks too much

-there is a lot of irl stuff in the show

-Phil is leaving for America before him

-ERASED is amazing

-They do not want to leave Radio 1

-they will probs do stuff for them again

-exercise is good when its fun

-exercise for the sake of exercise isn’t

-he would join a volleyball team if his friends asked him

-kanye rant

-he needs it to be the perfect album experience so he is waiting for the final version

-nathan z had a good theory

-ballet is cool

-GBBO is like the best show ever

-the professional pastry making is insane

-it ruined his life

-he went on a quest for baked goods

-this may be his last liveshow before america

-next dandpgames is a dil one

-reported for nudity

-unintentional typos in tabinof

-intentional typos in tabinof

-good luck to exam people

-insert generic end

Celebrity Crush (Luke Hemmings Imagine)

Originally posted by lipringsandsnapbacks

Summary: Actress!Y/N and Luke both have a (celeb) crush on each other, and during an interview, the host makes things slightly awkward for Y/N.

Requested: Yeahh

Warnings: Swearing, but not much tbh

A/N: First of all Luke looks so frickin perfect in this gif. Second, sorry this took forever to write (I changed the request a lil bit hope that’s cool) and finally, this hasn’t been proof-read as usual :) enjoy ‘n’ gimme feedback x

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Just say yes (Andy Biersack imagine)

Thanks @bands-are-my-life—kimberly for the inspiration <3

“You? Want to go out?” You laugh as Andy smiles such a sweet and innocent smile, the smile you only see when he has something planned, something big.

“Yes, of course, I have the right to take such an amazing girlfriend out to celebrate our love, no?”

You shrug. “It’s not our anniversary, your birthday, my birthday, Christmas…… any special date I’m missing?”

“No, and who made it a rule that it has to be a certain date?”

“I mean, no one but that’s just something. What’s it for?”

He grabs your hand, pulling you up on the couch eagerly. “Being such an amazingly beautiful girlfriend, now Y/N just shut up and go get dressed.” He jokingly pokes at your side as he presses a kiss to your head.

You raise an eyebrow at him but smile. “Fine, alright Andy.” You start making your way up the stairs.

“Something fancy, but not too fancy! And no heels!” You turn around and give him a weird look.

“So…. Fancy, but not fancy? Causal?”

You see him open his mouth but close it and nods. “Something like that, like…. Like it’s picture day at school!”

“Andy babe, I never dressed up, you were lucky to see me dressed up at a wedding. I haven’t worn a dress in months.”

“You know what I mean!”

“Yeah, yeah.” You go to yours and his room and open your closet door.

Something fancy, but not too fancy. What the hell are you going to wear? Your wardrobe consisted of band tees and jeans, the occasional skirts here and there.

You settle on a nice purple and flowy shirt, that slightly hangs off one shoulder in a cute way, your best pair of jeans, the ones without holes or rips, and some black converses. You brush through your hair quickly, satisfied that it looked decent enough, and cleaned up your makeup, adding some here and there and removing any smudges.

You come back down and Andy smiles. He was already ready to go, wearing a nice plain white shirt, black jeans, and boots. Basically, his usual wear.

“Perfect, ready?”

You nod and Andy leads you out to the car.

“Where exactly are we going?”

“You shall see, it’s a secret.” He brings your hand to his mouth, planting a small kiss and then squeezing it tightly.

You watch your surroundings, humming quietly to the radio. You did know where you were going, and suddenly, you were surrounding by trees and the hard pavement turned into dirt. It was almost like a forest, you had never seen this part of town before, had you?

You guys go up a hill, the small dirt road getting messier as you go, and the trees start disappearing and all you see in hills of green grass. You look out and you see almost the whole city below you.


“Pretty right?” He says, stopping the car, getting out to help you. He opens your door and you set out, looking around. The sky had just starting getting painting with pinks and yellows and oranges and you knew sunset was near.

“There aren’t even words you describe the beauty of it.” The city lights were bright and created such a beautiful image in your head. It was also quiet, aside from yours and Andy’s breathing. It felt very relaxing.

“You like it?” Andy asks quietly.

“Like it? I love it Andy, it’s so peaceful up here.”

He smiles. “I thought so too, you had told me about how stressed you’ve been and I thought this was a nice place to drink a few beers, listen to music, and just relax.”

“True, too bad we don’t have any.” You chuckle but Andy gets up and opens the trunk, holding up two bottles.

“We also got the radio, I bought your favorite CD, Y/F/B (Your Favorite Band)

You place a hand over your heart.

“Y/F/B? And my favorite beer? You’re seriously too sweet.” He hands you a bottle and you gladly accept it as he puts in the CD, blaring softly as you and him lean against the car hood, looking out to the city.

“It’s amazing how it seems so small, until you’re looking out on it and realize how huge it is.” Andy nods along.

“It’s like that with a lot of things really. For example…. I remember the first day we met. You were in the pet store working, and I came in looking for some treats for DareDevil, and I didn’t know what the hell to get, I mean… there was at least 15 kinds, and you came over, looking so damn cute in your work outfit and a happy smile on your face. You asked me if I was okay and I told you that I just got a puppy and had no fucking clue what to get him and you chuckled at my swearing and suggested some, telling me you fed them to your dog since he/she was a puppy and loved them, and after that, every time I came in there, you were always there to come help me and talk to me, even if I didn’t need help, which I’m glad you. I finally got the nerve to ask you out, and I knew you were special because you were the first girl I ever got nervous to ask out. I had always been this big and confident guy and suddenly, all words had left me speechless and stuttering. That first date…. I knew you were mine.”

You couldn’t help but smile as Andy flashbacks, reliving memories of yours and his.

“God that feels like forever ago, when in reality, it’s been 2 years.”

“My point stands, it seems like we’ve been together for such a long time.”

“I think 2 years is a long time.”

“It is….” He turns to you, sitting down his beer. “I want longer though, with you.”

You smile as his hands find your waist. “I want that too, I want every day I can with you Andy.” Your arms wrap around his neck.

“I want….. every day….. I can….. with you.” He says, in between kisses.

You two stand there kissing.

“I’m good with that…..” You break the kiss to say, pressing your forehead to his.

“Marry me then.”

“What?” Your eyes widen as they stare into Andy’s.

“Marry me then.”

You laugh. “Are you serious?” You smile as he lets go to fumble in his pocket, pulling out a small box. You look at the box, then to Andy, covering your mouth.

“A…Andy…..” You thought he was joking. He had said that to you mmany times before, especially when you guys got caught getting heated.

“Like I said, I want every single day with you, and…. This would certainly tie a knot on that, don’t you think?”

You can’t help but smile and you feel tears build in your eyes. Shit, Y/N don’t cry, this is a happy moment, you shouldn’t cry.

“I love you, so much. I love you through the galaxy and back, I love you with every cell in my body, I love everything about you and I find myself falling in love with you more and more every single day, so…..” He kneels down and opens the box. By now, tears are slipping down your cheeks and you can only stand there, shocked with happiness.

“Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N (Full name), will you do me the honors of marrying me and being my wife?” You let out a sob you didn’t know you were holding back as you nod, managing out a yes as you tackle Andy to the ground with a hug, wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your face into his neck. He chuckles as he lands on his butt, you straddling his lap. He pulls out the ring and you let go, he grabs your arm and slips the ring on your finger gently, kissing you.

You were never a fan of rings and thought they were a little bit annoying, but you knew that you wouldn’t be taking off this one any time soon. <3

Airport Love (Luke Imagine)

Request: Luke sees you at the airport as a fan and falls in love.

Sorry I’ve been such an inactive piece of shit. Just been kind of hating my writing recently, but I hope you all like this one! Thanks for requesting lukeyyomg !


He didn’t know why you were so different.

Luke had probably met thousands of girls at airports, and really never looked twice at most of them. Not because he was an ass, but he just didn’t have enough time and wanted to keep everything fair. But when he saw you standing there, you just stood out, with your contagious smile and bright eyes, as if just witnessing his presence made your whole day. It did of course, but Luke never really understood the impact him and his band could have.

As they made their way through the throngs of people, Luke made sure to take extra time with everyone, because he didn’t want any fan to feel inferior to others or think he liked some appearances better. Luke thought the whole process was kind of fragile, but he wouldn’t trade it for anything.

You were the last one in the line of people, and by the time he made his way to you, he was being shoved straight into the van practically. He pushed past his guard, stopping right in front of you and ignoring their calls.

“Hey!” He smiled brightly, chuckling as you gawked, before quickly gathering your wits and grinning back.

“Hi Luke! I love you!” You yelled over the mess. His body guard was pushing his shoulders, forcing his body to abandon your area. Just as he left, you stuffed a piece of paper with you twitter into the pocket of his hoodie, and within the same minute, his car was driving off. You sighed, feeling disappointed but knowing it wasn’t his fault, and made your way to the exit.


In the car, Luke was in a pissy mood. Having picked up on it, the boys didn’t comment, instead keeping conversation to the minimum.

“It’s cold as balls out,” Michael groaned from the backseat. He then proceeded to make every small penis joke he possibly could, adding to Luke’s aggravation more. With an annoyed sigh, Luke unzipped his hoodie and chucked it back to Michael.

“Shut the fuck up!” Luke snapped, the whole car quieting down.

“Jesus Luke,” Ashton mumbled as Michael put on the sweatshirt silently. Guilt invaded Luke’s system, but the idea of spending four hours driving to the venue in the small vehicle made him want to flip all over again. He hated the rush, the forced movement. He wanted to take his time.

“Sorry,” He finally mumbled, sliding down in his seat. Everyone kind of nodded, and all was silent until Michael spoke up a few moments later.

“There’s this crumpled piece of paper that was in your pocket,” He told Luke, dropping the wad into the youngest’s lap. Luke unfolded it, and immediately put the twitter handle into his phone.

He recognized your picture almost immediately, and the more he read the tweets, the stranger he felt. He thought you were absolutely hilarious, and beautiful too. He followed and refreshed your twitter page until you began your freak out. Luke Hemmings noticed you, of all people. This was the best day ever.

“Hey, can we give someone concert tickets through twitter?” Luke asked suddenly. His manager looked back at him, nodding slowly.

“We can give them through a radio station that’s local. I just need the twitter handle and I’ll call the station so they can get backstage passes.”

“Cool. This girl really deserves some passes. She was really polite.” Luke showed his manager your twitter, and by the time they got to the venue, all the necessary actions had been made. Luke smiled to himself, watching your excited tweets appear as the news made its way to you.

“You in a better mood now that your girlfriend got tickets?” Calum asked Luke suddenly as they sat in the dressing room mucking about.

“My girlfriend?” Luke sputtered. He wasn’t that obvious, was he?

“She’s kinda hot,” Michael said from across the room, stuffing pizza in his mouth. “Better make sure she’s legal though.”

“Her twitter says 18,” Luke responded, ignoring the previous comment. He didn’t want to like her, he didn’t have time for a relationship. Yet, all he wanted to do was get to know her. “I don’t know, but when I saw her, I just felt really weird inside.”

“Love’s a beautiful thing, man,” Ashton says from his seat. “It makes you feel like that.”

Luke kept quiet after that. Love at first sight wasn’t real, but he did believe that there was definitely an attraction there. He hoped that once he talked to you a bit during meet and greet time, he would realize it was just some weird crush that meant nothing.


Time flew, and before you knew it, you were walking back and taking pics with 5sos. They were as nice as they seemed, and talking with them was like watching a sitcom, as they were constantly mocking and laughing at each other. The only one who acted shy was Luke, but you had expected that, even though he seemed friendly at the airport and outgoing.

“Alright, 5 more minutes!” Someone shouted, and you quickly gave all the boys one last hug. When you got to Luke, you held on extra tight, and he didn’t seem to want to let go either.

“Thank you,” You whispered in his ear, your body seeming to fit perfectly with your arms wrapped around him.

“For what?” Luke whispered back, fearing you somehow knew exactly what he had done to get you there.

“For you. Your personality, your smile, your effort,” You said, starting to feel a twist in your gut. “I love all of you guys of course, but I don’t know Luke,” You laughed softly. “There’s just something about you that never ceases to amaze me.”

He squeezed you extra tight, and then held you at arms length. “We should become friends.” He found himself saying. “DM me your number. I mean, you know, if you want.”

Your eyes were wide as saucers, not believing his honest smile and attitude. “I’d love that,” You giggled.

No sooner had you left his arms, you were shuffled out of the room. The concert was amazing, but you were excited to get home. After sending your number, you got a text.

‘Hiiiii it’s Luke :-)’

You laughed at the stupid nose in his smiley faces, responding immediately. Your texting turned into continuous messages, and eventually you would call each other every other night, feeling like best friends. He was incredibly sweet and down to earth, and even though sometimes you accidently woke him up due to time zone differences, he always acted like it was no big deal. Three months later, he was back in town for a couple days, and you felt exhilaration fill your soul as you waited for him at the venue, him having already gotten you passes. You didn’t realize how nervous you were until you rubbed the sweat from your hands to your jeans, trying to calm down.

You heard him before you saw him, and once he turned the corner, the biggest smile stretched across his face. It seemed like suddenly your stomach flipped, and an easiness spread through your bones. His smile felt like home. It was like looking directly into a miracle, and seeing everything that makes it good and special.

Before you could stop, you were running for him, and he caught you in an embrace almost as tight as your first. Your lips immediately found each other, and you sighed content against his mouth as your whole world seemed to click around you. When your kiss broke, Luke’s eyes were shining as he moved his lips to your ear, lowering his voice.

“I’ve been wanting to do that since I first fell in love with you at the airport.”



Dean x Reader

Summary:  You want your first time with Dean to mean something.

Warnings: Implied sexual content, adult language. 

This is for @torn-and-frayed‘s Songs of Season 1 Challenge. I got the song “Four Romantic Pieces, Op.75, I. Allegro Moderato” by Antonin Dvorak.

Wanna listen to the song while you read? Here’s the link.

Originally posted by whoeveryoulovethemost

It was happening.

It was finally happening.

Finally, your heart got what it wanted oh so desperately.

Dean Winchester.

His arms wrapped around you, his lips molding to your own. It was better than any dream, any fantasy. 

Dean was your best friend for years, and it stayed that way for a very long time. It hurt you to see him leave with countless girls and left you behind in the dust, but that doesn’t matter now. He’s here now, right now, in your arms. 

He lightly pushes you against Baby, the cool metal chilling your skin. Soon, he moves his lips to your jaw, hands fumbling with the car handle. Dean ushers you in, and you suddenly get a sick feeling. 

You flashback to a while ago, when you saw Dean and Anna in the Impala, windows steamy. You never mentioned it to anyone, not Sam, not Dean. 

“Dean, stop”, you mutter, pushing him away and crossing your arms. He eyes you with concern. 

“D-did I hurt you?” 

“No. I…Just, can we go somewhere else?”

Dean looks a bit relieved, but he still looks confused. “We’re too far away from the bunker, and Sam’s at the hotel…” He murmurs, rubbing the back of his neck. “We don’t have to do it if you’re not ready, really”, Dean reassures you, lightly grabbing your hand.  

You’re ready, you know that. You want it so badly, just not this way. 

Your mind reminds you this speech has been uttered to many women before you. There’s no doubt in your mind you love Dean, but, God, you wanted to be special to him.

“Y/N?” he asks, and you realize you’ve been zoned out for a while. “Hey, let’s just go back to the hotel-”

“I want it to mean something”, you cut him off, regretting the words once you said them. His eyes widen in response before he calms down. “Baby, of course it’ll mean something.”

Tears well in your eyes. He’s been with so many women, some which he dated and lived with. You weren’t special, not to him.

“Don’t lie, Dean”, you warn, pushing away from him. 

“Y/N, what the hell is wrong with you all of a sudden?” Dean growls, slightly growing angry. 

Suddenly, the pain of all the years of staying quiet, watching him leave with other women, explodes. “I am not going to be another notch in your belt, Dean. I’m not a friend with benefits, I’m not a whore you can leave the next morning. God, Dean, I just want to be special to you!” you yell, tears streaming down your face.

His face contorts in a grimace before screaming back. “Of course you’re special to me! Why is this such a big deal? I never said anything when you went home with other guys!”

His words sting more than anything. How many guys did he think you went home with?

“I’m a goddamn virgin Dean!”, you burst out, feeling nice to let it off your chest. He looks at you like you’ve grown two heads, gaping slightly. “Y-you’re a-”

You don’t let him finish before you push past him and walk away to the hotel, which is luckily only a few miles away. 

He doesn’t follow you.

The next morning, you three head back to the bunker. Dean refuses to look at you, and you do too. Sam notices the obvious tension, but stays quiet. He offered to sit in the back after noticing your hesitation. 

The radio stays off, which is a first. You bask in the silence, watching the landscape roll by. The hours of lost sleep creep up on you, and soon, you’re drifting off to sleep. 

You didn’t see the green eyes glued to you.

The ride soon ends, and you three unload the car. Sam splits off to the library, like always, and Dean disappears into his room. You escape to your own room, slumping on your bed. You place your headphones on, and play the music, closing your eyes as the notes wish you to slumber. 

Once you awaken, your stomach growls angrily. You hesitantly pull yourself off your warm bed and head to the kitchen. You make yourself a quick sandwich and munch it down with some beer. You notice a small note with Sam’s handwriting notifying you that he’d be gone for the rest of the day.

Awesome, you thought. Alone with Dean in the bunker all day. 

You finish your meal, ready to lock yourself in your room again, when you hear faint music. It’s not rock music, surprisingly, just classical. 

Once you inch closer, you realize it’s coming from Dean’s room. Dean listening to classical music? The world must be ending. 

You press your ear slightly to the wood, listening to the soft piano music. Hesitantly, you rap your knuckles against the door. You’re soon greeted by soft, gentle, green eyes. “Hey”, he whispers softly, giving you a soft smile. 

“Hey”, you answer. “Didn’t know you were a Beethoven fanatic”, you joke, gesturing to the speaker slightly concealed by his body.

He chuckles. “I’m full of surprises. In fact-” Dean steps away from the door, and you gasp at what you see. There’s rose petals admiring the floor and bed, a soft candlelight lighting the room. 

As you walk in, you can’t help but gape at the effort he put in this. “Dean-”, you breathe out, still shocked by the room in front of you.

“I want to make this special for you, Y/N. You’re such a special girl, and you deserve the best-if you’ll have me”, he says, talking softly still. 

You’re about to say something before he interrupts you. “Almost forgot.”

The music changes into a gorgeous violin and piano melody. Your nostalgia rises up as you recognize the song. “Dean, how’d you remember?”

“You were playing the violin the first time we met, at that auction house. You sounded amazing, and you played so beautifully. And God, that dress you were wearing…The way your eyes lit up…It was the first time I realized I love you.”

Tears well in your eyes again, but they’re joyful, jubilant. That case was years ago, and you can’t believe he remembered.

You throw yourself in his arms, tears staining his shirt. You place your lips on his soon after, dancing softly to the music.

And that night, you finally felt special. 

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Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

Series Title: Miss Stanford
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Sam Winchester x female reader, mentions of Castiel
Warnings: None
Word Count: 1,294
Short Description: Alternate Universe where you’re Sam’s girlfriend and you both go to Stanford. After your week with the Winchesters is up, you and Sam go to visit your family just before Christmas. But your dad doesn’t get along with Sam as well as you had hoped he would: not at all.
A/N: All these gifs of season 1/season 2 Sam make me smile and also very sad at the same time 

Disclaimer: not my gif

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[Y/L/N] = your last name

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