the cutest face you ever did see

My BTS wings experience

I will start this off with saying I lined up at 2pm on Wednesday the night before. So yes I camped out & was number 35 in line

It was so cold I literally thought I was going to freeze to death and I would never make it too Thursday night to see BTS. Skipping all that I will say the line up process for so messy and people were trying to cut even when we were in numerical order. Let me tell y'all when they opened those doors. It was a fucking stampede and security was SCARED.

They let us in so slow. My friend got through easily. Then I got through easily. But my other friend they was patting her down We were stuck. When I tell you I grabbed her hand and dipped. I DIPPED. No one was getting in the front of me. But luckily we caught up to my friend.

Then they gave us a whole speech on no running but I was like no one is gonna listen. Which they didn’t. But me and friends got barricade 

They kept playing the songs and music videos over and over which I didn’t care because it’s BTS. When it started and the introduction was playing on the middle screen aka the sheet I almost shit myself. Then when not today started the sheet didn’t even fall all the way and Namjoon was so confused. It was stuck but eventually it fell. Then it got real! (Video)

For the solo stages Begin was first  and the choreography was so much better in person. He’s so talented. Then next was Lie I believe and I barely recorded it because Jimin is so unreal I was so shooked.

Namjoon stage was so cute and us shouting “We love you!” The smile on his face and his dimples. Lawd Then next was Tae. I almost cried tears of joy because he really did that. (Video).

Cypher was so fucking LIT

When they came through the floor with “Lost” I was blessed with Tan skin (Video)

Tae was standing there for so long. I kept making eye contact. He fixed his hat so I involuntary fixed my hat when he did it. He smiled @ me

This part almost made me cry (Video).

They’re cutest beans ever. Actual sunshine. (Video)

Look at how happy Jimin was to see my banner and I wasn’t expecting anything at all!



1st I’m just gonna say that me and my friends are like magnets to BTS.

After the show they pulled up next to us on the highway and we waved to them and I’m not sure who, but someone waved back

and it just so happens that today we were walking down the block and saw Rap Mon taking his picture.


Also Ran into JRE in Ktown. So sweet. Nice seeing him again


three things

three things

peter parker x reader

warnings: none

a/n: everyone does Stark!Daughter or whatever. I decided to change it up a bit. This may or may not get a part two, i dunno, unless you guys want one. Let me know here. P.s. I didn’t think I was going to do that with one of my favorite books but I guess I did. P.p.s. I made Peter 17, just so he’s not too young.

“Ready or not, here I come!” You yelled after counting to thirty. You ran past Laura, who was laughing at you while you rummaged through the curtains and closet, trying to find the two kiddos, Lila and Cooper Barton. Your adorable little niece and nephew. Baby Nathaniel, who recently turned two, laughed or screamed every time you passed by him. You heard a soft giggle under the blanket, which was messily thrown over the couch. You looked at the slightly moving blanket, then at Nathaniel– pressing your finger to your lips, shh– and tiptoed your way to the couch. You wiggled your fingers above the hidden figure then. “Gotcha!” You tickled little Lila, making her jolt in a surprise fit of giggles. You take the blanket off her head, revealing a very smiley, messy haired little girl. “Where’s your brother?” She points to the stairs, meaning Cooper must be in his bedroom, hiding in his favorite place. You nod, pulling her along, quietly tiptoeing upstairs. You push the door of his room softly, a small creaking noise made yours and Lila’s face twist into a slight cringe, hoping that Cooper didn’t hear.  You two walk past his bed, creeping toward his opened closet. But before you could reach it, a hand from under the bed grabbed your ankle, making you scream. A laugh escaped from under the bed, and out crawled Cooper Barton. “I win,” he says with a smile, you sighed, ruffling his hair. “Yeah whatever.”

“Kids! Come down here, quick!” Laura yelled, catching all three of you’s attention. “Dad must be home!” Cooper yells, immediately running down, Lila not far behind him. Clint, your older brother, has said that the team would be visiting for a week. Fury let them have a short break after the whole fight broke out between Steve and Stark. He thinks it would be a good way to unite the team again, instead of being divided. After a few seconds of catching your breath– your heartbeat barely going back to a normal rate after Cooper scared the crap out of you– you followed the kids downstairs.

“There she is,” Clint had said, once you descended from the stairs. “How’s my baby sister?” You rolled your eyes, playfully, running into Clint’s open arms, hugging him tightly. “Everything’s great. How’s my old man?” He rolled his eyes as well, pulling away from you, pushing your face far far away from him. “Hey guys,” you said to the team, awkwardly giving them a wave. You’ve seen them only once before. Which was during the battle with Ultron. A few new faces came back this time. “Hey buttercup,” Natasha winks, walking over to you to give you a big big hug. Natasha was the only one you were close with in the team, other than your brother of course. She’s like the older sister you’ve never had. “Any of you want something to drink?” Laura asks from the kitchen. A few nodding, and a few shake their head no, saying a quick ‘no, thank you.’ Steve, Clint, Tony, and Bruce followed Laura to the kitchen. While Thor, Natasha, and a few new people you didn’t know the name of, stayed with you. “Hi, I’m (Y/n), Clint’s sister,” you said, awkwardly shoving your hands in your pocket. You weren’t the social type, you were always shy to new people. To avoid standing there awkwardly, you picked up Nathaniel. “I’m Wanda, and this is Pietro,” the girl with the dark hair says, offering to shake your hand. You accepted it, shaking hers and then Pietro’s. “You two are twins right?” You asked, Nathaniel riding on your hip. “Yes, I’m twelve minutes older,” Pietro smirked. Wanda lets out an annoyed sigh, “why must you always say that! It’s getting so annoying!” You giggled, knowing how it feels like to have an older brother yourself. Thor and Natasha talks to Nathaniel with baby voices, trying to get him to laugh. “Say hi Nate,” you say, bouncing him up and down. He kept a straight face, looking confusedly at Thor. “I like the hair Thor, short hair looks great on you,” you said, it made Thor’s whole face light up. “Why thank you Lady (Y/n)!” You giggle, the way he talks always makes you laugh. You stare at Nate– Thor and Nat still attempting to get him to smile– while you tried to avoid a certain someone’s gaze. “Can I carry him?” Nat asks, inside you screamed no! not wanting to not have an excuse to just stand there and not talk. You gave him to her anyways. Nat smiled at little Nathaniel, making weird sounds and weird voices at him while walking towards the couch with Thor. Leaving you to stand there with the brown haired boy, who have yet to introduce himself. “Hey, you must be that– um– Spider-Boy Clint was talking about.” His cheeks slightly reddens, as he avert his eyes to the ground. He was shy, it was kind of cute. “It’s Spider-Man… actually.” Your eyebrows raised quickly, “oh.. my bad. I’m sorry.” He shakes his head and smiles slightly, “no, it’s okay. Happens all the time.” He shrugs. You nod, “so what’s your real name?”

“Peter. Peter Parker.”

“Well nice to meet you Peter.” Clint talked to you about him before, saying how young he was and how he reminded him of you. Being the same age and all. You thought that you two were only ‘alike’ because of the whole age thing, but I guess you two are both really awkward and shy too.

“(Y/n)?” Laura called. “Do you think you can go to the store? We ran out of milk.” You nod quickly, “yeah, I’ll go now.” Yes, something to avoid the awkward situation.

“Go with Peter, so you won’t be alone,” your brother called out. You froze, and close your eyes tightly. Forcing to say an ‘okay.’

You drove to the store, with Peter in the passenger seat. So far the ten minute ride was quiet. Nothing but Taylor Swift songs filled the awkward, silent, atmosphere. You hum the tune to ‘Shake It Off’ and tapped your fingers to the beat at a stop light. As the somewhat rap part came, you began to quietly sing it, but also heard Peter singing it under his breath.

“Hey hey hey, Just think while you’ve been getting down and out about the liars and the dirty, dirty cheats of the world..”

“You listen to Taylor Swift?” you interrupt, making Peter blush a deep shade of red. “N-no.” You let out a laugh, “yeah you do. There’s nothing bad about that. I love Taylor Swift.” You turn to him, and he was still stiff and awkward in his seat. Staring out the window, avoiding your stare. You let out a deep sigh, “okay, so I know I’m not very good at talking or making new friends with people, but I think you’re worst at this than me.” His head whips to you, “what’s that supposed to mean?” You quickly look at him without turning your head, seeing how his eyebrows are scrunched up and how offended he looks. “Relax Parker,” you laugh, “I was just trying to get you to talk.” He turns to face the road now, huffing and crossing his arms against his chest. “Well it worked,” he muttered. “How old are you?” you asked, trying to get a conversation going. Peter is pretty attractive and you wanted to know if his personality was too. “Seventeen, I’ll be eighteen soon.” You nod your head, “we’re the same age then.”



This conversation was dryer than Clint’s face. He didn’t like the moisturizer you got him for his birthday. ‘Use this for your super dry skin’ you said.

“I know you don’t want to be here right now Pete, but we have like five minutes to go until we get to the store, and then another five minute or so in the store depending on how long the lines are, and then another ten minutes or so on the way home, so you gotta give me something. Tell me about yourself, are you scared of me? You seem like you are, there’s no reason to be.” You said all this a little too fast, and Peter just sighs, running his fingers through his fluffy hair. “I’m not afraid of you,” he says, “just afraid that I’ll say something weird.. That’ll make you not like me.” He said that last part a little too quietly that you weren’t able to hear. “Let’s play a game then. An ice breaker. It’s called ‘Three things.’ I’ll tell you three things about myself, then you tell me yours. Something you don’t typically say to anyone. Sound good enough?” He nods his head, straightening in his seat.

“I’ll go first,” you said, you read this from a book once, which was called ‘Tell Me Three Things.’ It’s one of your favorites. “1) I ate dog food once, just because I was curious. 2) I was there when all three of my niece and nephews were born, and I fainted at all three times because it just– it was just scary. 3) I make the best mac & cheese.” Peter laughs, shaking his head as he looks at you with a happy face. One you haven’t seen since he got here. And it was the cutest thing you’ve ever seen.  “First of all,” he laughs, “1) How did it taste like? 2) I would’ve too 3) I’d like to test that one out.” You giggle, “1) Not good 2) who wouldn’t? 3) I’ll make you some when we get home.” You look at him, still smiling, “your turn.” He pretends to think. “1) Sometimes, I stand in front of my mirror and impersonate some of the Avengers. You should see how well I can do Thor. Spot. On. 2) I’ve only dated one girl my whole life, and her dad turned out to be the person who’s been trying to kill me–”  


“Yeah. 3) Before getting bit by a spider, I didn’t know how to do one sit up.”

“Wow. Interesting.”

“Yeah, can’t think of anything, sorry that was boring.”

“No, no, no. This is just round number one.”

Soon enough, after three rounds or so, you got to the store, still played the game as you got the items Laura asked for, and played five or more rounds on the way back.

(this is on the way back home)

In between of screaming out the lyrics to Taylor Swift’s ‘I Knew You Were Trouble,’ you two played the last two rounds just minutes before getting back to the farm. With all the three things you were telling each other, you began to know each other pretty well. Peter’s a really, really great guy once he came out of his shell. You never thought you’d find someone that was smart, shy, but also not shy, funny, outgoing, and a guy willing to sing T.S. with you. Not to mention, a guy who is both a hottie and a cutie. You couldn’t help but fall for him.

-flash back to when you got to the store scene-

The trip to the store took longer than expected, Laura texted you more items to buy.


-Lucky Charms

-Poptarts (strawberry ones for Thor)

-Clint’s usual coffee

-Donuts for Steve

and a whole bunch of other foods for the hungry heroes.

Peter ran to the other side of the car, opening the door for you. “I can open my own door Pete,” you say, a small smile on your face. He shrugs. You waited to cross the parking lot, a car was driving by, before Peter grabbed your hand, crossing the parking lot with you. You knew it didn’t mean anything, but he kept your hand in his until you got inside. You didn’t mind. I guess the little game brought out the confidence in Peter. Ping! Ping! You pulled your phone out of your pocket. “Laura just texted me a whole bunch of things to buy. I guess we’re going to be stuck here longer.” You turn to look up at Peter, who was just nodding. “Sounds good to me.” He winks at you, making you blush. Where did his suave come from?

You went to grab a cart, pulling your hand away from his but he held tighter, walking towards the cart with you anyway. “I kinda need two hands to push this Parker.” He shakes his head no. Stubborn. “I’ll push it,” he says, “get in.”

“What?” but before you can think, he hooks his arm behind your knees and under your back, putting you in the cart. “Peter!” He laughs, running to behind the cart and pushing you around the store really fast. The place filling up with laughter and giggles from the both of you.

(back to the car ride home)

“Okay, so 1) Does this mean we’re like best friends now? I think we should be best friends now. 2) This was one of the best store trips I’ve ever had,” you said, turning to Peter, who was smiling. “Your turn.”

“Wait, what’s the third one?”

“Can’t say.”

“What? Why not! I thought we were best friends now, you’re supposed to tell me everything aren’t you?”

“Your turn,” you repeat, holding back a smile by biting the inside of your cheek.

“Okay fine. 1) Yes we are best friends now 2) This has been one of the best days I had in a while and 3) You didn’t do one so I won’t.”

“Okay fine, 3),” you said, pulling to a stop, you were at the farm now. “3) I think I like you.

You had your eyes locked to the steering wheel, then turning to face Peter.

“3),” Peter says, “I think I like you too.”


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BTS Reaction: They walk in on you wearing their clothes

A/N: Hey guys, I’m back! This isn’t necessarily requested but it’s just something I fancied writing for you guys- my next reaction is probably going to be Day6 so if any of you guys have any ideas feel free to drop them in my inbox! 


Originally posted by dirtyvocalist-junhoe

‘Jagi… isn’t that my shirt?’ he’d ask, looking you up and down while you trotted around the house. ‘It might be…’ you replied, turning around to face him but when you did he was nowhere to be found. He rushed back 30 seconds later with a shirt in either hand: ‘here try these!’ he said enthusiastically. 


Originally posted by bwiseoks

Yoongi wasn’t quite sure what to feel. He was caught somewhere in between thinking you looked adorable all cuddled up in his hoodie, but there was an underlying feeling that you looked incredibly sexy. He’d pull your face close using the hoodie strings and depending on his mood you’d either get a kiss on the forehead… or everywhere else.

Rap Monster:

Originally posted by jinkooks

Seeing you in his sweatpants with the cuffs of the legs rolled up to stop them brushing against the floor, he thought you were the cutest thing he ever did see. He would giggle to himself as you paraded into your living room, the crotch hanging low as you slumped down on the sofa, you were clearly comfy so that’s all that mattered. 


Originally posted by nycbtslover

This kid would be so extra. Seeing you go to leave the house in a pair of his sneakers he’d clutch his heart dramatically, falling at your feet and telling you how his sneakers had never been so fortunate to bless the feet of a princess. To which you’d just role your eyes and giggle before leaving him  to be his usual sunshine self.


Originally posted by bwipsul

Smug af. He hadn’t even really noticed you wearing his jumper when you left to go and meet the boys but when he did he couldn’t have been more proud. The boys knew that was his jumper and seeing you wearing it meant they all knew you were his too and that made him very happy, not to mention proud.


Originally posted by jeonthegreat

It seemed to Tae that you took forever to get ready to go out and get some ice cream, but it was all worth it when you came downstairs with his snapback perched upon your head. ‘Ah jagi you look adorable with my hat on!’ he’d coo, before kissing you on the nose and grabbing your hand, practically skipping all the way to the ice cream shop.


Originally posted by donewithjeon

Now, Jungkook was always super happy to see you when you came and visited him at dance practice, it meant the world that you went out of your way to support him. But when you came in wearing his beanie, like a symbol of pride showing you were his, he had a whole new appreciation for how good you looked in it. He’d give you that look, vowing in his head to show you just how much it meant to him later.

Arrested (Cop AU)

Characters: Cop!Dean x Reader, 

Word Count: 3,706

Warnings: angst, fluff (tiny bit, if you squint), talk of being abused in foster homes, jumping from foster home to foster home, talk of other children being abused in the foster homes, getting in trouble and arrested, mentions of a girl being abused by a drunk man in a bar, bar fight, etc.

Summary: You get arrested all the time but never getting charged. You know almost everyone at the station. But is it because you like getting into trouble? Or is it so much more than that?

Author’s Note: This is for @teamfreewill-imagine‘s 21st Birthday Challenge. I got the spot for Police Officer and this is what came of it. I hope you like it!

This was beta’d by the lovely @crispychrissy! Thank you darling! If you want to be tagged, leave an ask or message and I’ll add you! Same goes for my Series Rewrite! If you want to request a fic, please send them in! I love writing what you guys want!

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Originally posted by thepumpkinqueenn

“Poor woman, she has no idea what is happening to her.” You glanced at the bartender to see her looking at something behind you. You dared to look back and frowned when you saw a very small and petite woman getting ambushed by a couple of drunk and much older men.

You glared, seeing how scared she was, sensing she was not comfortable with what was going on. You’ve been in this situation before and you knew what it was like to be her. You needed to do something.

“Why don’t you stop it?” You asked the bartender.

“They aren’t breaking any of our rules. We have three rules here, no fighting, don’t get naked, and don’t get too drunk where you can’t stand but everyone breaks that last rule.” She said, cleaning some glasses.

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BTS reacting to finding their S/O’s sketchbook.

A/N: For @shonyeeo , I’m sorry if this isn’t the best. I was kind of on writers block when I wrote this.


Jin would already love you so much but once he found your sketchbook in one of the bedside tables in your shared bedroom, he would love you even more. He would sit there on your shared bed, flipping through the book. A huge smile on his face. Yet he couldn’t help but wonder why you never told him about this. You were so good, so he doesn’t understand why you would keep something like this as a secret. You would walk into the bedroom to see him sat there with your book. Quickly he would hide it behind his back but you would have already seen it in his hands. You would question why he checked it but then you couldn’t help but to smile when he began complimenting your talent.

Originally posted by theseoks

Suga/ Yoongi:

Wouldn’t really bother much about the book when he found it on the bedside table. He was searching for something else so he would just forget about it. Until later on he saw you sat on the couch with it and when he asked what you were doing, you would hide it from him. He’s never someone to invade someone’s privacy but he was really eager to get to know what secret you was keeping from him. He would jump on the couch and try to snatch the book out of your hands. He wouldn’t ever get it and instead you would hand it to him, a sigh escaping your lips. “You can look but it’s nothing interesting.”

“What do you mean? These are amazing Jagiya.” He would say as he flipped through the pages.

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

J-hope/ Hoseok:

This ball of sunshine would be so happy when he accidently finds the book and had seen what was inside of it. Especially when he saw a few doodles of him. It made him happy inside that you had something that enjoyed to do. He knows how much something like drawing could mean to you, just like music means to him. Later that day, you would be staring outer space and he would think that this was the perfect time to speak to you about it. “What are you thinking about?” He would ask you as he moved closer to you on the couch. “Nothing.”

“What to draw next possibly?” You would be so confused after he asked that. Your eyebrows scrunching up and a simple “What?” slipping from your lips.

Originally posted by hohbi

Rap monster/ Namjoon:

He’s always one to think into things. Not all in a bad way though. When he saw your drawings, he would wonder what they all meant. He wouldn’t hide it away from you for a while, that he saw your drawings. As soon as he saw you again that day, he would ask you about them. You wouldn’t be mad at him and instead, your cheeks will start to turn a rosy red colour in embarrassment. He would tell you that there was nothing to be ashamed about and if it’s something you enjoy, you should embrace it. Then he will continue to ask you what the drawings meant. He’s written songs and he loves having meanings to them so he would love to know the meanings of your drawings.

Originally posted by hoseokxx


I imagine him freaking out when he finds your sketchbook. The cutest mochi smile spreading across his face. He would flip through the pictures so giddily that he would end up tearing a bit of the page. Quickly he would place the book back where it was. Then next time you try and draw in it, you see the rip in the page and question Jimin. He denies it at first but he eventually gives in. “Fine I did look through it but I can’t believe you kept something like this away from me. I think you’re forgetting that I’m your boyfriend.”

“I was going to tell you one day.”

“Did you ever draw me?” He would ask, that cute mochi smile once again showing up on his face. He would blush a little as well, at the thought of it.

Originally posted by okayoongz


Finding out that you can draw would be a big deal to Taehyung. He would want to know everything about it and why you kept it away from him. He wouldn’t even bother about the fact that he invaded your privacy on accident. He would be too busy asking you so many questions. “How does it make you feel? Why did you never tell me about this? I’m disappointed. Can you draw me one day? Wait, no. Have you ever drew me before? If you have, can I see? It’s okay if you don’t want to show me it.” He would say, the cutest box smile on his face. It’s something new about you that he’s finding out and he’ll be so excited about it. Wanting to know every little detail. When did you start? If you ever want to become an artist? When did you realise you can draw? All these questions would be thrown at you and he would be so damn cute about it.

Originally posted by jeonthegreat


This boy is a multi talented king so when he found your sketchbook he would smile so much at it, like the other members. Then when you find out that he’s found out that you can draw, he would ask you if you could teach him how to draw. He would definitely want to share the same talents as you to bond over it but eventually, he decides not to learn how to draw because drawing is your thing and singing is his. He would walk into your shared bedroom to see you sat on your bed, drawing. Then he would sit down on the bed next to you and just watch you. Admiring how your eyes flutter and your hand gliding across the page. You found his attention too much so you began to laugh and turn red, him then breaking out in a fit of giggles too because of how cute you were.

Originally posted by officialwookkibby

Pick Me Up - Kraglin x Reader - SFW, all fluff.

Pairing: Kraglin x Reader

Word Count: ~1,900

Summary: A very cute request I got for a fic where Kraglin gets bad pickup lines from Peter in order to help him flirt with reader.

Warnings: hints of sexual things. (Is that even a warning, idk)

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What dating Jooheon would be like
  • im so soft for this man i swear
  • like he’s not even my bias but still
  • ok leggo

  • this boy has the biggest noona kink ever to exist in this universe
  • like he would call you noona 24/8  - more often than your name actually (even if you weren’t older than him; it doesn’t matter)

  • also holy fuck he loves cold fingers
  • like not necessarily cold hands?
  • but just the thought of your grazing your cold fingers over his thighs gets him harder than my exams
  • ok do not even get me started on those thighsss (he knows u love ok. das why hes such a fuckin tease about them)
  • and because he knows you probably could get off just by staring at those meaty gifts from heaven, he likes to pretty much base your sex life on them
  • he asks for you to sit on his lap all day every day
  • thigh riding
  • sitting blowjobs (so u can grab on and better see those legs (⌐□_□) )
  • you got it all
  • the cutest thing is that he even likes to include them in aftercare?
  • like he loves to hugs your legs with his own
  • also
  • pet names are 1000% his thang (i know yall thinkin abt daddy and oppa n wtv nasties)
  • but for you, he loves like disgustingly sweet nicknames lol

  • he loves to smile during sex?? 
  • like you just fucking and he just realises “holy shit Y/N is the cutest lil thing i am so lucky wow how tf did this happen did i won the partner lottery or smth”
  • then you can see his gorgeous dimples
  • oh god his dimples are life
  • but believe me
  • his face isn’t the only place where he has dimples
  • jooheon isn’t a fan of his back dimples (but ofc you love them BC THEYRE SO CAYOOT)
  • also
  • imagine him just coming out of the shower with his back still wet
  • and little droplets of water getting stuck on his back dimples ayayaya

  • his favorite part of you is probably your waist or your cheeks
  • he would pinch your cheeks ever so lightly before kissing you omg
  • while walking downtown or something, his fav form of PDA would definetely be more verbal than physical?
  • like he would just adore to whisper something really dirty and watch your face turn bright red just before he looks into your eyes and give you that signature dimpled smile
  • what a lil shit
  • Is Lee Jooheon a sub or dom?”
  • I ask myself that quite a lot - and althought im  a complete softie for sub Joohonie, I really feel like he would like to switch between one and the other
  • like he would have his sub days and dom days, I feel.

Overall, I feel like he would be pretty flirty and playfull on the outside -  he would love to let others know that you’re his, and his only - he would often show it in more intimate moments. But he would also show his more caring and softer side, especially in the aftercare and such.

We met in a kindergarten. A Yousana AU

Part I here

Part II here

Part III here

Part IV here

Part V

Mondays were the worst. Sana always ended classes way too late.

That Monday wasn’t an exception. She got out of her class and looked at her watch. For a moment she thought about sending Jamilla a text saying that she could pick Nadia up from school but she knew that wouldn’t make sense. Nadia was probably already on her way home.

She sighed as she got out of the building, she hadn’t been able to see Yousef since Thursday and she was starting to get eager. She had cursed herself repeatedly over the weekend for leaving so early the last time she was there and not giving him her number. The truth was that she had kind of panicked. She was no good at flirting even though with Yousef it came out as natural.

She was so focused on her thoughts that she almost missed him but something made her look up in the last moment as she walked by him. She stopped dead on her tracks too shocked to even react because right in front of her not other than Yousef Acar was waiting for her.

“What are you doing here?” she asked as she approached him once she was able to move

“What do you think I’m doing here? I’m waiting for you” he smiled

“But why? How?” she kept blinking trying to find a logical explanation to that situation

“Well Mondays are my free day so I thought that it’d be the perfect day to come and see you”

“But…how did you know I was here?”

“You told me you were studying here, I pay attention”

“Yeah but…have you been waiting here the whole day or what? What if I didn’t come today? What if I had classes until like 8pm?”

“I have my sources” he said shrugging

Sana tilted her head and glared at him.

“Okay, fine…but this is going to be embarrassing…” he said looking at the floor “I may have contacted your brother”

“My brother? Abdu?”


“Elias? How? You don’t even know him…well you do but…you don’t” she said frowning

“Let’s say this is a small world”

“Yousef…come on”

She crossed her arms on her chest and waited for an explanation

“Okay, okay…” he said, he was hoping she wouldn’t think he was a stalker or something “I have this friend, Mutta…and he knows your brother Elias, they’re gym buddies…he actually knows you too. Apparently you went one day to the gym to give Elias some keys?”

“Oh, yeah, yeah, I remember him, such a cute guy” Sana said biting her lip

“Okay, wow…maybe he should’ve come here instead of me…”

“Aww, are you jealous?” she asked raising her eyebrows

“Anyway…” he said shaking his head “The thing is that I asked my friend to contact your brother Elias to ask him if he knew what time you ended today”

“So that’s why he texted me asking when I’m done when he never does that” she said chuckling, she should’ve seen it coming.

Well…yeah…do you think I’m a stalker?” Yousef asked biting his lip nervously

“I think…” she said slowly “I think you’re very cute”

“Cuter than Mutta?”

“Hmm…I’ll have to think about it” she said playfully, then she looked at his bare hands and added “You didn’t bring me coffee today…you’re losing points there”

“I told you, I want to go to have a coffee with you, as a date”



Sana’s lips curved into a big smile.

“Is that a yes?” he asked

“Of course it is” she said nodding


“Latte with no sugar and no cream” Yousef said as he handed Sana her coffee

They were at a coffee shop near the university. Sana had chosen the table they were sitting at while Yousef ordered the coffees. He had insisted on paying even though Sana had tried to convince him otherwise.

“Thank you” she said with a smile “I’m inviting next time”

“So there’s going to be a next time?”


Yousef chuckled and took a sip from his coffee

“So tell me something about you, Sana Bakkoush. I feel like I barely know you”

“Well, technically you barely know me”

“I hope that changes soon…so you want to be a doctor?”

“Yeah, I want to be a surgeon like my dad” Sana said “I’ve always admired him and I want to be like him”

“That’s so nice, that what you want to do with your life is saving other people’s lives”

“Well, you’re taking care of our future when you teach those kids so I think your job is so important too”

“Wow, thanks Sana” he said “This is going to sound completely cheesy but I really like saying your name”

“Well, this is going to sound even cheesier but I really like it when you say it” Sana said blushing

“I’m liking this version of you, not that I didn’t like the tough one”

“Tough, huh? Is that an euphemism for rude?” Sana laughed

“No, I never thought you were rude”

“What did you think then? The first time we met”

“I thought this girl is a know-it-all…” he said, then added “But damn she’s so cute”

Sana smiled and bit her lip blushing.

“And now? What do you think now?”

“Now I think that you’re…you’re one of the most interesting people I’ve ever met. I don’t know what it is Sana, but there’s something in you that makes it impossible for me to stop thinking about you. I think that I’d love to get to know you better and that every time you come to the kindergarten you light up my day”

Sana felt her chest tighten at his words, how was it possible that a guy she’d only known for a couple of weeks could make her feel that way?.

She looked at the table and saw his right hand resting there. She bit her lip and slowly took his hand, intertwining her fingers with his and looking up to see his reaction. He was staring back at their hands, a smile on his face. He then fixed his eyes on hers and looked at her fondly.

“What did you think about me the first time we met?”

“I thought you were a jerk” she said

“And now?” he almost whispered

“Now…now I still think you’re a jerk” she said shrugging


He acted offended and tried to let go of her hand but she wouldn’t let him.

“But…” she started “I also think that you’re the cutest guy I’ve ever met, you seem like such a nice and caring person. You’re funny and thoughtful and you always make me smile. You know, at first Jamilla, Abdu and Elias were the ones who kind of pushed me to go to the kindergarten but when I got to talk to you I ended up being the one asking to go so I could see you”

“Aww, so you wanted to see me? That’s so cute” he teased her

Now she was the one who tried to let go of his hand and he the one that wouldn’t let her.

“Hey, I’m the one who’s stood outside your university for almost an hour, I’m more of a dork than you” he admitted

“You stood there for almost an hour?”

“I couldn’t take the risk of you leaving before I got there”

She laughed and shook her head making him laugh too.

“So…what now?” she asked after awhile

“Now?…Well I’d say that we could start by exchanging numbers, so I don’t have to call your brother every time I want to see you”

“Yeah, that sounds like a good idea” Sana said smiling

She let go of his hand to grab her phone from her purse and handed it to him. He took his from his pocket and offered it to her. They both wrote their phone numbers on each other’s phones and gave them back to their owner so they could add a name.

“What name did you write?” She asked him

“Miss know-it-all” he said winking at her “You?”

“I’m offended by that question…Mr. Rules, of course”

He shook his head and chuckle, it seemed like that nickname was going to follow him for the rest of his life, not that he was complaining.

Sana looked at her watch and sighed, she didn’t want to but she really had to go home soon, she had some stuff to do for the following day.

It’s getting late…I really should get going”

“Can I walk you home?” he offered

“Yeah, I’d like that”


“So…this is my house” Sana said as they stood outside her front door

They had spent the whole way there trying to get to know each other better, talking about random things like food or family or friends or just favorite colors.

“Hmm…I don’t know if it was a good idea to show you where I live, I mean you’re kind of a stranger…you could be a serial killer or something” Sana joked

“Well, I’m not the evil aunt that abducts kids, am I?”

“You’re not cool enough to be that”

“That I’m not going to argue” he chuckled

They both stared at each other’s eyes for awhile, neither of them wanting to say goodbye yet.

“I’ve had a lot of fun today, Sana”

“Me too”

“I hope we can do this again sometime”

“Actually…” Sana said as an idea came to her mind “Nadia’s birthday is on Friday and we’re having a party at her house, you know for the kids but also friends and family will be there…maybe you’d like to come?”

“As Nadia’s teacher?” he asked hesitantly

“No” Sana said shaking her head “As my plus one”

“So you’re asking me out by inviting me to a kids party?” Yousef asked chuckling

“I know it sounds lame but…”

“No” he interrupted her “It sounds perfect, I’d love to go with you”

He looked into her eyes to assure her that there was nothing else he wanted more. She smiled and nodded.

“Good, I’ll see you on Friday then, I’ll text you the address”

“Great…goodbye Sana” he said smiling

“Goodbye Yousef”


As promised, Yousef went to the birthday party on Friday as Sana’s plus one. She introduced him to her friends and family and he got along with everyone. Soon, he became friends with Elias, who also became friends with Yousef’s friends. Jamilla was the one who was more excited about Yousef and Sana being closer since she had been the one who had make them meet in the first place.

Sana and Yousef went on more dates after that and they got closer and closer until they finally got officially together.

Neither of them had ever thought that they would be that happy with someone.

One thing that they found very amusing along the years was when people would ask them how they met. They would always smile and answer with five simple words

“We met in a kindergarten”


Soooo this is the end of the AU!

I want to say thank you so much for the support!

I really hope you’ve liked the ending

thank you so much for reading!!!♥

xenagzb  asked:

uhh i hope the short imagine one-liners are still open^^ anyways if they are i'd like to request 7 (and generally a lot of fluff^^) with juice if thats okay :) also I really really appreciate your writing imo you're one of the best imagine writers for soa <3

**Thank you sweetpea. I really appreciate that. Thank you **

“Fuck, it’s so cold!”

You looked over towards Juice’s side of the bed as you heard him chuckle.

“Are you awake?”


He laughed again and so did you, not thinking he would’ve heard you. You were speaking more to yourself if you were being honest. You were up in Tacoma with Juice, him having wanted to bring you along on the ride. It wasn’t anything serious, no actual club business to be handled. Just a big club party they were having and Juice wanted to take you away somewhere different, even if it was just another clubhouse. You had been happy, excited to get out of Charming and see somewhere new. All that went out the window though when you realized just how cold it got at nights up here. You were used to sleeping practically naked in the California heat. This was something you had never experienced and you weren’t really enjoying it.

“I’m so cold, I feel like if I lay on my stomach my nipples are gonna break off.”

Juice laughed loudly at that, turning over to slightly lift your blanket and sneak a hand towards your breast.

“Hard nipples huh?”

He hissed as you slapped his hands away.

“Don’t you DARE move this blanket.”

“Oh hush.”

He turned to face you entirely, wrapping his arms around you and bringing you into his chest, keeping you in your blanket burrito while he spooned you. Your eyes slipped closed at the immediate security and warmth that he brought, him even pulling his blanket to wrap around you too.

I’ll keep you warm.

You nodded, but pushed him away slightly.

“Now what?”

“My face is cold.”

You rolled around as much as you could in your blanket until you were facing him finally, leaning towards him and burring your chilled face in his neck, a dramatic sound of content leaving you.

“Ahhhh, much better.”

Juice simply rolled his eyes but smiled nonetheless, bringing his arms back around you to hold you. He kept on hand on your back as the other smoothed over your hair.

“I love you. Ya little sushi roll.”

“Shut up.”

You stayed quiet for a couple of seconds before you agreed.

“I’m the cutest little sushi roll you ever did see.”

Her Instinct - Chapter 18


The Cover Photo for this Chapter is the 3rd Place Winner of the Her Instinct Cover Contest by @jokerfanfic (tumblr & wattpad). Congrats again!~


So it turns out that I wrote so much for this chapter, I have enough for two chapters! So this one is not as long, but Chapter 19 will be out in a couple of days! That means 2 chapters in ONE week! 0.o

====So I want to do a little experiment and get in the minds of you all, my wonderful readers. When you’re done reading this chapter, please inbox/message me this. Feel free to be anonymous. I just like to hear your thoughts!====

1. You’re age

2. Why do you like the story/What makes you come back to read a new chapter?

3. What’s your favorite part so far?


Chapter 18 - Masquerade 

This chapter was inspired by the song “Bad Decisions” by Ariana Grande. Feel free to listen as you read!

New Year’s Eve was finally here! Mr. Leto had escorted us to our rooms earlier, but quickly fled saying he had to help with preparations for the night and that he would see us at the ball. He left us exquisite masks as parting gifts. Each of them labeled. He said he wanted to know who we were. The thing about this ball is everyone was to wear black; gowns for ladies and tuxes for men. And rightfully so, this place seemed like a palace fit for a king and queen – and I loved it!

My mom received a studded gold mask with beading outlining the brim. Allegra had a purple sequined one with a flower on its right side. I had the exact same mask but ruby red.

And Nico had a black mask that almost covered his whole little face.

We were finally ready. I was excited!

As we entered, the hall was compete breathtaking and absolutely huge. Everything was gold, from the floors to the walls to the ceiling.

I looked about the room at faceless strangers swallowed by the sea of colors and feathers on their faces. What a sight!

I searched the room for Mr. Leto, but after 5 seconds, I found him. I knew that man anywhere, even if it’s what felt like a football field’s length away from the other side of the ballroom. My heart fluttered as I gazed upon him. He was the image of suave in his black tailored tux.

Keep reading


req: Fluffy Chanyeol where he surprises you with a puppy??
a/n: this is probably not what you expected anon but here it is, its rlly short

You have had a relationship with Chanyeol for about three years. It’s a healthy relationship and you love each other more and more every day.

But if you had to name one flaw in your boyfriend..

It’d be how he is so ridiculously impulsive.

So when you came home and Chanyeol looked like a deer caught in headlights while holding a little black puppy up in the air. You knew he did something stupid again.

You swung your bag from your shoulder and threw it on the ground so you could sit on the couch. “Okay, what did you do this time?”

He quickly removed the puppy from his chest and hid it behind him, as if you didn’t see already. “Baby.. listen to me first. So, I was walking home from the store today and I heard this little fellow crying for help. So as the good person I am I had to go save him! He was nearly drowning!”

“So you bought him at the store?” It’s more of a statement than a question.

“Uhm… I love you?”

“Seriously Chanyeol? Did you think this through? Do you know how much work it is to have a dog? You have to go to the vet, walk with him two times a day, feed him, groom him, play with him. Do you have that time?”

He quickly pulled out the puppy again and this time tried to use it as a weapon. Picking the little puppy up and have it attack you with it’s cuteness. “But baby.. puppy..”

It stared at you with it’s big round eyes, “Chanyeol, stop.. you do this all the time. You’re such an impulsive buyer! Look at all the trash you bought from watching those shopping channels on TV.”

“Look at how cute he is!” He pushed the puppy against his face and stared at you innocently. It was getting harder now two puppies were begging you.

“I suppose he is cute.” He had you. You were cracking and you hated that he always did that. You pet the dog and his tiny tail swings in pleasure.

“See? See? How could we ever throw him away?” The puppy barfed and it honestly was the cutest sound ever. “I named him Toben.”

Chanyeol carefully placed Toben on your lap to have you play with him.

Dang it. He did it again.

“This doesn’t mean I forgive you!” You swung your finger around in his face.

Chanyeol joined you on the sofa and hugged you then gave a kiss on your cheek. “I love you, baby. Thank you.”

“I hate you.”

He released you and his eyes widened offendedly. “Excuse me?” In mere seconds he had you in a headlock. “Say that you love me too!” He threatened.

“No!” You screamed.

With one swing he had you down on the sofa and hovered over you. Then he did the one thing you hated the most.

He tickled you.

God knows you are weak to that.

“Okay! Okay! Stop stop! I love you too!” You yelled in between the laughter.

anonymous asked:

#31 and #26 with George x Hufflepuff!reader? Please

#31: “Stop biting that fucking lip!” 

Studying was one of the things that really annoyed you. You had trouble concentrating, especially in the Hufflepuff common room. So you were in the library, the only distraction George. 

You were aggressively chewing your lip, a nervous habit you created over the years. You felt George glancing at you a few times. He cleared his throat, which you ignored. 

“God damn it, Y/n!” He hissed. “Stop biting that fucking lip!”

You released your lips, tasting blood. “What?” 

“That isn’t healthy! Play with your clothes or something, don’t damage something that precious.” 

You giggled a little. “My lips? Precious to you?” You teased with a smile. 

“No need to run it in. You know you’re my favorite person to kiss.” 

“Hopefully the only one.” You murmured, focussing back on your books and trying to ignore George his cute laugh. 

#26: “Just shut up and kiss me.” 

George was raging, he was angry. He was terrified. He couldn’t believe you did that. He was proud and mentally scarred for life. 

“How awesome was that!” You called out, giving a few high-fives to the people surrounding you. “George! Did you see that?” 

“I did!” He snapped. “How could you do that? You could’ve died, Y/n!”

“I didn’t.” You smiled and moved closer. “Because I’m awesome.” 

“I don’t care, I don’t think I could lose you.” He admitted. This was one of the cutest things he has ever said to you. 

“Aw,” You patted his shoulder. “Thanks, bud.” 

“I mean it!” He called out. Was that a tear? “You almost fell, I swear, I could feel my heart drop.” You chuckled and moved closer, faces very close. 

“Just shut up and kiss me.” You leaned in, lips touching his. That was all that was needed for him to react. He leaned closer and deepened the kiss. The cheering of both your friends made you giggle against his mouth. 

“We’ll never have privacy.” You chuckled. 

“That’s not something I need.” He hummed against your lips, kissing you again. 

BTS Reaction - You Dancing To One Of Their Songs

Request: Hi! Love your blog. Do you do reactions? if you do can you write a BTS reaction them catching their S/O practicing one of their dances (like bs&t or fire). Thanks!

Note: I don’t usually do reaction, should i do more? Also, I’m going to try and post more often (maybe a schedule). And feel free to requests (I guess I’ll start doing reaction too)


He came home early from practice, he didn’t tell you cause he wanted to surprise you. When he came to the door of your shared apartment he could hear Blood Sweat and Tears playing from inside. He opened the door to see you doing the dance. You didn’t see him at first, so he just watched you in aw. He didn’t expect you to know or learn the dance to any of their songs. A smile crept on his face the you noticed him and got embarrassed. He’d pull you into a hug and praise you for you dance skills.

“Y/N!! That was so good! When did you learn that?”

Originally posted by bwiseoks


He fell asleep on the couch while watching a show with you. When he woke up he saw you weren’t on the couch anymore and went to look for you. He went to your shared bedroom and saw you with headphones in dancing to Fire. He wouldn’t stop and watch you, he went up behind you and backhuged you, making you stop your dancing. You turned to face him and hugged him back. He was smiling but didn’t let you see.

“You are so cute, you didn’t have to learn the dance.”

Originally posted by minpuffs


He was staying late to practice, you were on your way to surprise him with some food. You went to their practice room and notice no-one was there. You put down the food you brought and played Dope on the speakers. You started to dancing to the music, closing your eyes and feeling the music. Hoseok came back to the practice room and saw you dance. He is very passionate about dancing, so he was very happy to see you enjoying the music and dancing with so much emotion. He smiled from ear to ear and joined you.

“Y/N!! YOUR SO GOOD!! We should do a dance cover some time!”

Originally posted by kimthwriter

Namjoon (Dance Monster):

He was working in your shared bedroom, he had headphones on and couldn’t hear anything. You decided to play some music while you cooked dinner, Danger came on shuffle. You started dancing in the kitchen. Namjoon decided to take a break from working and maybe help you with dinner not cutting onions tho. He noticed you dancing and he immediately started laughing, not in a bad way, he just thought it was funny that you learnt to dance to one of his songs.

“Y/N, you are a pretty good dancer, you are better than me!”

Originally posted by ksjknj


Jimin is like Hoseok, very passionate when it comes to dancing. He had just left to go to practice, but he forgot his phone, so he went back inside to quickly grab it. He opened the door and saw you dancing to I Need U, he stopped searching for his phone and just watched you, he studied you every move. When you couldn’t get one of the moves, he helped you and ran the dance once or twice with you.

“Y/N, I’m really impressed, you are so graceful when you dance, you should dance with me more often”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


You asked Tae for help on some moves to Save Me, he was surprised when you asked him, he didn’t expect you to learn one of their dances, but he still helped you. He brought you to the practice room and showed you the move until you got it. The rest of the time you guys just did silly dances and laughed.

“Y/N you are better than Namjoon Hyung!”

Originally posted by kookie-monstah


He went out to get some stuff from the store. You were home alone for a bit, so you decided to practice the dance for Boy In Love. You lost track of time dancing, Jungkook opened the door and went to the living room to see you still dancing. He had his cute bunny smile on his face, he watched you, he thought it was the cutest thing he had ever seen. You turned around and saw him, you jumped because he surprised you. He pulled you into an embrace and kissed the top of you head.

“You are so cute, what did i do to deserve you?”

Originally posted by jkguks

anonymous asked:

Sorry for having to be on anon, it's my first time asking somebody for something like this and I'm a lil nervous, but could you do headcanons for the drv3 boys with an s/o who squeaks when they're startled?

Awh it’s okay Anon! No need to apologise :) (I’m shy as well *shy high five*)

DRV3 Boys finding out their S/O squeaks when startled

Shuuichi Saihara:

- He never meant to startle you

- You were just reading a book and he thought it would be cute if he hugged you from behind

- That’s why he gently wrapped his arms around you and rested his chin on your shoulder

- And then you squeaked

- “S/O - san… Did you make that noise?…”

- You instantly begin to blush

- “I… Y-Yeah…”

- “That was so cute”

- Now he’s the one blushing, he shifts his head so that his forehead is pressing against your shoulder now

- The two of you are a blushing mess now

- Is it selfish that he wants to hear that again?

Kaito Momota:

- You were just entering your apartment and the lights were turned off

- Is Momota not home?

- “Hey S/O!”

- “Eeep!”

- You quickly flick the light on and find him sitting on the sofa with a grin on his face

- He quickly walks over to you and ruffles your hair

- “S/O that was so cute!”

- “Ahhh… Stopppp”

- “I’m finding out more and more adorable things about you S/O!”

- He’s fanboying over this now, he’s so glad he found out

- Your hair is a complete mess now, thanks Momota


- Seeing as he’s a robot he is able to connect to any device if he tries hard enough

- He didn’t really know where you were so he just… Connected to your phone

- His face appeared on your screen

- “Um… S/O - san I think I lost you”

- “Eeeep! K-Kiibo - kun?!”

- “Huh? Are you malfunctioning? You let out a high pitched sound”

- “Huh… Oh… No it’s just… Squeaking”

- “… Oh! Then you need oil!”

- You facepalm with one hand and giggle, he doesn’t even intend to be funny but you can’t stop

- “Huh?.. Did I say something wrong?”

- “Hahah… No, no… Oh I see you Kiibo - kun!”

- You happily skip over to him

Rantaro Amami:

- You recently found out that he was ticklish so he was at a slight disadvantage

- However, a perfect opportunity appeared for him

- You were dusting a high shelf so your arms were way above you

- Silently, he creeps up to you and jabs you on either side

- “Eeeep!”

- You drop the duster and fall on him

- He lets out a little laugh

- “S/O - san… That was adorable”

- “You… Startled me… Adorable? I’m not adorable!”

- You puff your cheeks at you and do your best angry impression

- “Stop I’m going to die from all the cuteness”

- “I’m not cute!”

Kokichi Ouma:

- You were just gaming together

- “Spooky’s House of Jumpscares? Really?”

- Ouma would mock you, the title screen just looked cute so he didn’t expect much from that game

- When the cardboard cutouts popped out you squeaked

- “Nishishi! Was that you S/O - chan?”

- “N… No it was the game!”

- He crossed his arms behind his head and flashed you a big grin

- “I knew my S/O - chan is the cutest”

- You just start blushing majorly and he makes it worse by kissing your cheek

- “O-Ouma - kun!… No fair…”

- He taps his lips

- “Want to get revenge?”

Gonta Gokuhara:

- You knew he liked insects

- You on the other hand didn’t

- That’s why when you went into his room and found a giant beetle it was the most natural thing to do

- “Eeeep!”

- You jumped back and bumped into something warm and soft, as you look up you find that you bumped into Gonta

- “Did S/O - san make that sound?”

- You nod

- He just smiles down at you and starts clapping

- “Gonta thinks that’s adorable!”

- You don’t think it’s a good idea to mention that you dislike his insects so you just return the smile

Korekiyo Shinguji:

- “S/O - san can you come here for a minute?”

- You were just finishing washing the dishes so you quickly dry your hands and make your way over to where he is

- When you enter the room his back is turned to you so you simply poke him to get his attention

- When he turns, there’s a rather scary looking mask on his face

- “Eeep!”

- “Huh? Oh, sorry”

- He removes the mask and his golden eyes give you a slightly confused look

- Why does he still wear his mask under another mask

- “What did you need me for?..”

- “Ah well actually I wanted to hear your opinion on my new mask but your reaction was enough”

- Did he just wink at you

Ryoma Hoshi:

- Let’s face it, you probably were nowhere as good as Hoshi when it comes to tennis

- You watched him play always paying attention to where the ball was going

- You didn’t want to get hit after all

- As if on cue, you see the ball coming towards you

- You squeak and quickly dodge out the way

- “Uh… Sorry”

- You notice Hoshi biting down on his licorice hiding back a smile

- “What is it?”

- “Nothing”

- You raise an eyebrow

- “Hoshi - kun..”

- “No no it’s nothing~”



Taeyong x Reader

Wordcount: 1,446

Requested by anon:

hi it’s the anon from the dog request, this time i wanted to request when taeyong meets your dog for the first time and it reminds him of his dog or something

You lay in bed, sunlight shining through your window warming your sheets. 

Ending a call with your boyfriend Taeyong, you sighed to yourself happy that his voice was the first thing you had heard that day. He phoned to ask if he could come over later.  It had been over a month since you had seen him in person, so of course your answer was yes.  After what seemed like a lifetime of Taeyong promoting and touring, the two of you were finally back in the same city, and you didn’t want to wait any longer than you had too to see him again.

As you lay in bed anticipating seeing your boyfriend, you heard a faint whimper from your kitchen.  Jumping out of bed, you quickly ran to the source of the noise.

“Benji, I’m so sorry!”

You glanced down at your pit bull, Benji, who sat beside his food bowl, waiting for his breakfast.  Hurriedly, you filled his food and water bowl.  It had only been three weeks since you had adopted Benji from the local shelter. The two of you were still getting into a routine.  That meant he got fed at the same each day, usually when you woke up.  But today, your phone call with Taeyong had delayed you.

You had recently moved to Seoul to be closer to Taeyong, but living alone coupled with him always being too busy to come over meant you wanted some companionship. You had fallen in love with Benji the moment you saw him.  When you had arrived in front of him, he came right up to you, tail wagging, trying to poke his nose through the kennel.  You knew right away he was yours.

Benji was one of the best things in your life.  You found the white patches on his tummy and paws that contrasted his dark grey body adorable.  And despite only being seven months old, he was well behaved and training him had been a breeze.   He would sit in your lap while you watched TV, sit beside you when you got ready in the mornings, and would even sometimes fall asleep beside you.  Your favourite thing about Benji though, was how in some ways, he reminded you of Taeyong.  Much like your boyfriend, Benji, being a pit bull, was seemingly cold and intimidating. But every day you spent with him, you realized more and more that he was cuddly, loving and fun to be around.  You couldn’t help but relate him to Taeyong. As soon as you had met him, you got past his cold exterior and the scandals from his past that so many people refused to get over.   It took no time at all to realize that he was kind, caring and a bright person to be around.  They were both just judged too quickly and misunderstood.  

You couldn’t wait for them to meet.  You had kept Benji a secret, wanting to surprise Taeyong.   Sometimes he would talk to you about how he missed his own dog, Ruby, an adorable papillion.  Because of his busy schedule, he couldn’t go home and see her often.  You had adopted Benji not just as company for you, but also to put a smile on Taeyong’s face whenever he came over – in addition to seeing you of course.

After feeding Benji, you had your own breakfast and got ready for Taeyong to arrive. It seemed like no time at all had passed when you heard your doorbell ring. You took Benji to your bedroom where you told him to stay, and rushed to the door, not even bothering to double-check who it was.   The moment the door opened, you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist, and a kiss being placed on your forehead.  You wasted no time throwing your arms around Taeyong’s neck, pulling him into the apartment as you kicked the door closed.  You both stood there for who knows how long, enjoying being back in each other’s arms.  Taeyong pulled away, but just enough to give you a quick kiss on the lips.  It felt so good to have Taeyong’s lips against yours after so long apart.

“I’m so happy to be with you again (y/n).  I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’ve missed you too Taeyong.   This past month seemed like an eternity.”

It wasn’t until he looked at you to speak that you realized how tired he looked. You were sure that he would just want to take it easy and spend the day cuddling after being away for so long. When it came to Taeyong, you were never sure what side you would get.  Sometimes it was the hot-as-fuck-needs-you-now Taeyong, and sometimes it was this side, his more gentle and cute side.  You loved both, sometimes one more than the other, but a part of you was happy that today, after so long apart, he just wanted to relax with you.

You had already planned to help him recuperate from his exhausting schedule by cooking for him, winding down with a movie, and maybe even taking a nap together. But you had one trick up your sleeve that you knew would make him feel better right away.

“Tae, I have a surprise for you.”

“(Y/n), I don’t need anything.  I just want to be with you.”

The two of you were still standing in the middle of your apartment holding each other, one of his hands running its fingers through your hair now.

“You’re going to love this surprise though.  Trust me.  Benji, come here boy!”

Benji came bolting out of your bedroom, straight towards Taeyong, probably thrilled to see a new face.  You looked up at Taeyong to see his eyes light up, his face immediately appearing more energized.  You could tell he had fallen for Benji just as fast as you had.  He bent down to Benji’s level, and began petting him. The two of them started playing with each other.  Benji pushed Taeyong to the ground and was climbing all over him.  Taeyong couldn’t stop laughing, trying to get a grip on the pit bull so he could pet him properly.  It was honestly one of the cutest things you had ever seen.  It made you happy to see your two favourite guys happy.

“This is incredible (y/n)!  When did you get him?!”

You explained how you had been feeling lonely and adopted Benji, knowing that a dog could bring a new light into both yours’ and Taeyong’s life.

“He’s amazing (y/n).  This is the best surprise ever!  I’m so happy to have another dog in my life, but…”

His voice trailed off at the end.  You could see a slight shift in his features, taking his expression from ecstatic to slightly somber.

“It makes you miss Ruby?”

“Yea. It makes me miss Ruby a lot.”

He stood up, picking Benji up into his arms for a cuddle.  

“I’m sorry if it seems like I was trying to replace her.”

“I don’t feel like you were trying to replace Ruby at all.  I had just forgotten how nice it is to be around a dog.”

“I’m so glad you feel that way.  I guess in a way, I was trying to make my apartment feel more like… More like a home for you.  I know how much you miss your home and family.”

He now had a dog that was closer to him and that he could visit more easily on days when he was feeling stressed or overwhelmed.  You had hoped that it would be comforting to him, and remind him of being at his own home with Ruby.

“(Y/n), of course one of my homes is with my family and Ruby.  But ever since we fell in love, wherever you are is like home to me too.”

Gently taking Benji from Taeyong’s arms, you put him down beside the two of you. Touched by his words, you pulled Taeyong in for another kiss.  His hands automatically went to your cheeks, cupping your face as you demonstrated, rather than explained, how much his words meant to you.  It went without saying how madly in love with each other you were, but it still meant the world to you to hear him convey thoughts like that. You both slowly pulled away from each other.  As both of your breathing steadied, you dropped your arms from around his neck. Taeyong didn’t remove his hands from your face, and looked deep into your eyes as he cleared his throat, ready to speak again.

“Ruby belongs to my family and me, but Benji is ours.  We have a small little family of our own now.”

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Oihina 8?

“Your smile isn’t as bright as it used to be.”

The words crackle through the static produced by miles and miles away. Hinata’s smile turns sheepish as he shrugs. “It’s because you’re not here with me,” he admits. The words are corny, forcing a blush to rise up his neck and burn his cheeks. Oikawa smiles at him through the screen nonetheless, a hand reaching out and touching the webcam, caressing it as though he were caressing Hinata himself.

“I’m here now, aren’t I?” Oikawa asks. His expression is so gentle, so adoring and loving that it digs a hole in Hinata’s heart, making his chest ache and squeeze.

“It’s not the same, Tooru,” Hinata whines, resting his head on his desk. “You’re not here.”

“Spring break is coming up next month. I’ll be there then, you know,” Oikawa reminds him.

Hinata peeks up at the screen, a pout full on his lips. “It’s not soon enough,” he huffs.

Oikawa laughs, pure and affectionate. “Unfortunately, it’s the best I can do right now, Shou-chan,” he says. “But I promise as soon as I see you, I’ll hug you and kiss you and hold you as close as I possibly can. And when we get home, I’ll lift you in my arms and pin you against the wall and-”

Hinata’s cheeks were burning as he waves his hands in front of him. “Okay, stop! Stop! Enough of that!” he yelps, heart pounding a mile a minute as Oikawa’s laughter filled his ears again. Even though he was as flustered as he was, Hinata couldn’t help the smile that formed so wide it hurt his cheeks 

“Ah, there’s the smile I was looking for,” Oikawa says, voice in a teasing lilt. “It fits you much better than that pout. But then again, you look cute no matter what expression you have on.”

“Tooru,” Hinata whines, hiding his face in embarrassment. “Stop, you’re embarrassing…”

Oikawa grins, wide and cheeky. “What? It’s the truth! You’re the cutest Shou-chan on the planet. And you’re my cutest Shou-chan. How did I ever get so lucky?”

“Tooru!” Hinata whines even louder, leaning away from the webcam and curling onto a ball.

Oikawa laughs. “Sorry, sorry. I’ll stop. You can stop hiding now, I want to see you~!”

Hinata hesitantly lowered his hands, ears and cheeks a burning red. “You’re so mean,” he mumbles, meeting Oikawa’s eyes through the screen.

“You’re just too much fun to tease,” Oikawa says with a grin. Hinata groans, hiding his face again and shaking his head. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding. I love you, Shou-chan.”

Hinata peeks at the screen through his fingers. “I love you too,” he mumbles, before going right back to hiding.

EXO when you can’t focus on work

You had been trying so hard to complete, or should I say start your work. For days on end, you had locked yourself away, refusing to see anyone or even answer your phone. You really needed to work but you couldn’t focus. Your mind would always wander and you’d be left staring at a blank page wondering if you’ll ever get it done.

He hadn’t seen you in almost a week and couldn’t handle it anymore. He knew you were trying to work, that it was important but you were stressing yourself out way too much and you needed to socialise. So, he used his spare key to let him into your apartment one day.


He wouldn’t care about your work, not in the sense he wants you to fail but you’re his priority and driving yourself crazy for this deadline is not healthy. He’d drag you away from your desk and into your bathroom.

“Get showered jagi, we’re going out!” He’d grin.

“But, I have work to do.”

“You need a break. You’ve been working too hard. Spend today with me and then I’ll leave you alone to work. I promise.”

And he sticks to his word, taking you out for the day. You had such a great time that your stress floated away and you could look at your assignment with fresh eyes.


Much like Baekhyun, this beautiful lanky ball of sunshine would want to take you out to make you relax. He wouldn’t be as forceful though, he’d be all cute and gentle and perfect about it.(what do you mean my bias is showing)

“Let’s go out.” He’d suggest crouching down next to you. You’d look down at him like he’s crazy. “I know you have work to do but you’re not going to get it done if you force it like this, jagi. You need a break and when we come back, we can sit down and look at it together, okay?” You considered his words and gave in, knowing he was right. After going out for lunch and a walk through the park, he sat down with you and together you came up with the best idea you’d ever heard.


He’d probably annoy you into leaving your work away, doing everything he could to distract you until you gave up and turned to him with a glare.
“I knew you couldn’t resist me!” He’d tease from where he laid across your bed in a mock seductive pose. He wiggled his eyebrows in an exaggerated way and you cracked, laughing at his antics and rolling your eyes. “There’s my jagi! now come cuddle with me.” He pouts holding his hands out to you. “Just for a little bit.” You cave and curl up next to him.

With his arms around you, his fingers tracing patterns on your back, you fell asleep pretty quick. The second he saw you, he could tell you hadn’t been sleeping so that became his goal. He knew you couldn’t refuse cuddle time when he was being cute and more often than not, sleep would take you.


This little cutie would want to pamper you. He’d walk straight to your bathroom a bag in his hands, completely ignoring you. Curiously, you’d get up to follow so you could find out what he was doing. But, he wouldn’t let you, he’d shut the door and you’d resign to your chair. After a little while, he’d approach you,a  shy smile on his face.

“What’re you doing?” You’d ask. He’d just hold out his hand for you to take. Of course you did, allowing him to lead you to the bathroom. “You’re the cutest person to ever exist.” You’d beam seeing he had run you a bath full of bubbles, candles lit around the room which smelt amazing. Gentle music was playing from the speakers across the room. Carefully, he’d pull your cardigan from your shoulders. “Are you joining me?” You questioned turning to look at him. His cheeks would tinge pink but he’d shake his head causing you to pout.

“I need to set up part two.” He’d smile and kiss your head before leaving you in peace.

Once you were all bubbled out, you’d go into your room, the fluffy towel he had left out for you wrapped around your body.

“What is this?” You’d laugh seeing protective sheets on your bed with more candles around the room. “What are you into?”

“No, it’s not like that.” His face would redden again. “This is so massage oils don’t get on your sheets.”

“Wait, massage oils? Are you going to massage me?” He nods shyly and you bounce over excitedly. “I have been waiting for this day.”

Kyungsoo (D.O)

Kyungsoo wouldn’t quite know what to do exactly. Of course he’d want to do everything he could for you, to make you relax and feel better but the affection and knowing the right thing to say wasn’t his forte. After sitting and watching you struggle for a little bit, he got up and left without a word. You’d hear the door close and look around, feeling your heart drop into your stomach. Just having him there helped calm you. You knew he wasn’t good with comfort on a conscious level but knowing he was there was more than you could ask for. It was at that point that you cracked and shoved your papers from your desk angrily and stormed off to the bathroom. A shower would calm you down you decided so you took as long as you could, letting the warm water relax your tense muscles. When you were dressed, you walked back to your desk to realise there was a smell coming from the kitchen. You’d go in and your heart would melt seeing Kyungsoo setting up food on the table.
“What’s this?” You asked. He jumped and turned to look at you.

“Ah, I didn’t know what to do but I can cook so I made us dinner. I guess you haven’t been eating properly and good food helps brain process.” You smiled and hugged him gratefully.

“This is amazing, thank you.” He’d beam knowing he had done good then the two of you would sit down together to enjoy the meal.


This ball of sass would tease you into stopping work. It would both annoy and amuse you at the same time in only a way Sehun could achieve.

“Ah come on jagi, why are you working on that when you could be working on me?” He’d tease and that was the last straw. You’d turn and glare at him to see you smirking. “Oh are you angry little bunny?”

“Bitch better run.” He’d grin and jump up allowing you to chase him around the apartment until he stopped abruptly and turned making you freeze before spinning and running from him. He’d be grinning madly knowing that he was getting you distracted, at least for a little bit. When eventually you’d give up and flop onto the sofa to catch your breath, he’d fall down next to you and you’d both be giggling messes.

“I need to get back to work.”

“Nope.” He’d lay down on your lap to prevent you move.

“Sehun.” You’d warn.

“Y/N.” He’d mock and you’d roll your eyes. “Today is me day, focus on me.”

“You make every day we spend together you day.”

“Okay, it’s you day too. It’s us.” He’d take your hand and lace your fingers together. “Forget about everything but us.” The suggestion was so tempting you couldn’t refuse.


Out of all of the boys, he’d understand the importance of deadlines the most, being the leader. He wouldn’t try to distract you or make a deal with you. He’d sit next to you and offer his help, listening to your breif and asking any questions he needed to so he fully understood. You’d brainstorm together for a while and make a plan of action. That was a big step towards completion and he’d see the weight start to lift from your shoulders.
“Oh, I got you something.” He announced picking the gift bag up from the floor and putting it on the desk infront of you. Inside you’d find a stuffed bear with a collar with his name on it. “It speaks.” He pointed to the collar. “It’s got a button.” You inspected it then pressed the small button on the back of the heart pendant. A cuter version of Suho’s voice played and you smiled. “This way, even when I’m not here, you know I believe in you and am cheering you on every step of the way.”

“This is so cute, thank you.” You kiss his cheek and press the button again, your cheeks lifting asyou smiled happily at the gift. “This will definitely help me.”

“I hope so.” You place the bear carefully on the desk so you could see it at all times before getting back to work, a new wave of inspiration hitting you all thanks to Suho.


Of course this boy would turn up with coffee for you and you’d take it glad Xuimin shares your love for cofee because you had run out and felt like you were working on fumes.

“I found that movie you said you wanted to watch!” He’d announce proudly, putting his bag on the coffe table to pull out a dvd.

“I’ve been searching for that for months!” You had fallen for his trap and he smiled up at you as you approached him, taking the case from his hand to inspect it, making sure it was the right film.

“Let’s watch it!”

“I can’t, I have work to do.”

“But this is the only free time I have.” He pouts at you cutely. “Come on jagi, I don’t have too long with you.”

“Okay, fine.” You cave and let him put the disc into the player while you settle down on the sofa with your coffee. Before he sits next to you, he empties the contents of his bag onto the table, it was full of your favourite snacks and you wonder what you did to desrve someone as wonderful as him.

After the film, he gets up and puts in a different disc.

“I thought you don’t have long?” You questiona nd he grinns cutely at you. “You little shit.”

“I knew you wouldn’t agree if you knew I have as long as I want with you.” He confesses sitting next to you and resting his head on your shoulder. “i miss movies nights with you.”

“So do I.” You sigh. “Tomorrow I really do have to work though.” He grinned and played the film, excited you agreed to spending time with him.

Yixing (Lay)

Lay is pure undeniable love and happiness and everything good in the world(can you tell he is my bias wrecker). He’d be willing to do anything for you but knew if he asked you’d say you want to be left alone to work and he knew that was only a good idea for so long. He didn’t have a plan as such when he entered your apartment, he was making it up as he went for the most part.

It took you a few minutes to turn and look at him but when you did, your face broke into an amused smile. He was just stood and watching you, a giant teddy in his arms.

“What are you doing?” You laugh.

“I miss you.” He states simply and you smile lightly, feeling guilty.

“I miss you too Yixing but I have to work.”

“I know and that’s why I bought this.” He lifted the toy slightly. “You carry on, I’m going to cuddle this in your bed because then I can at least smell your scent.” He walked away then as if it was the most normal situation and you watched still highly amused. You had a feeling he was trying to get you to join him but you were determined to stay at your desk.

A smile lifts his lips as he feels the bear being removed from his grasp. He lets it happen and opens his eyes to watch you crawl under the covers next to him.

“How dare you try and replace me with a toy.” You scoff cuddling up to him. He wraps his arms around you and presses a kiss to your head.

“I could never replace you.”

Sorry about the lack of GIFs, my computer likes to pick and choose when it can handle them

This request about not being able to work is me af with these requests lets be real. Sorry I’ve not been posting much the past few days, hit kind of a block but hopefully it’s gone now! 

Hope you like it :D 

~Admin Chee

On The Door Step - part 5

Parings: Dean x Sister!Reader x Sam

Summary: In 2000, John Winchester opened the door to his current motel room and found a little girl at his feet, sleeping peacefully with a fuzzy white blanket tucking her in a wicker basket. Now, nearly 16 years later, (Y/N) has still yet to find herself in the world of the Winchesters.

prologue  part 1    part 2   part 3  part 4

Warnings: Cursing, season 10/11 spoilers

Words: 2086

A/N: Enjoy!

Sam and Dean take turns yelling, sharing their opinion on my leaving. They won’t stop long enough for me to answer their questions or to even defend myself. They keep throwing accusation after accusation and sprinkling insults in with their words. I shut my eyes, taking in a deep breath and wait until they’re finished.

Silence fills the room and I open my eyes to find myself laying on my back rather than standing at the bottom of the stairs of the entrance of the bunker. I sit up, rubbing my eyes and looking around to discover I’m in my bed and the bunker is dead silent.

I climb to my feet and head out the door, wondering the halls until I come to the war room where my eyes land on Castiel standing in the center of the library. It looks like the library was hit with a tornado, lamps thrown against the walls and the tables pushed against the entrance. All the books litter the floor and Castiel’s eyes land on me, his angel blade slipping out of his sleeve while he readies himself for battle, but his eyes are… sad?

“What did you do?” He asks and I tilt my head before my eyes fall to the wooden floor stained red. My eyes follow the trail leading to Sam and Dean’s corpses lying at Castiel’s feet. “What did you do?” he asks again and my eyes fall to my hands and clothes, smeared and splattered red, the strong scent of blood filling my nostrils.

“No,” I gasp, stepping forward.

“NO!” I jolt upright in the bed, clenching the covers and crying out in the darken room. “No, no no.” I rub my hands together, my body warm and covered in sweat. I jump out of the bed, running to the bathroom and begin to frantically wash my hands, muttering no under my breath. I hiccup, falling to the floor and continue to cry as I come to realize it was all a dream. My brothers are nowhere near me and I’m a lone in Circle, Montana in search of my mother and answers as to why I summoned those mirrors and healed myself.

I crawl back into the room from the bathroom, checking the digital alarm clock on the night stand and realize I slept longer than I had planned. So, I collect myself and shower, ridding my mind of the nightmare and the drying sweat on my skin. I dress in jeans and a flannel shirt and head out the door towards the motel office. Yesterday, the owner said I looked familiar, so he might be able to lead me closer to answers.

“Ah, (Y/N)!” George exclaims, smiling brightly and rocking on an old wooden rocking chair in front of the office door. “What are your plans for today?”

“I was hoping I could ask you a few questions?” I inquire, sticking my hands in my jean pockets, playing with my keys. He nods, patting the rocking chair next to him before pulling in a long drag from his cigarette.

“What do you need?”

“Well, did you work here back in 2000?” I start, crossing my legs and leaning on the arm rest closest to him. He nods and I ask my next question, “Did you hear about a lady leaving something on someone’s doorstep?”

“Yeah, I remember one of the maids talking about it. It was room 9, wasn’t it?” George thinks for a moment. “Rebecca was the one that told me, I think she’s turning down a room at the moment. You can go talk to her if you want. I don’t know much about it.” He gestures down the parking lot to the room with the door propped open and I smile and thank him before leaving him to finish his cigarette.

I reach the room, finding it partially open and I knock lightly. “Hello, Rebecca?”

“Yes?” a long black haired woman in her early 50s, answers, opening the door wider to see my face. “Can I help ya?”

“I need to ask you some questions, do you mind?”

“Not at all, whatcha need?” She steps out of the room, putting the dirty sheets on her cart before turning to me.

“Did you ever see a woman hanging around here that was suspicious, back in 2000..”

“No,” she shakes her head but thinks back for a moment. “There was a woman that wanted me to leave something on room nine’s door. She said it was a present.”

“What was it?”

“It was this handcrafted wicker basket, pretty heavy too. It also had this beautiful, soft, white blanket on top. I left it and inside were muffins, I thought it was that guest’s birthday or something. I dunno.”

“Inside were muffins?” I ask, wondering if maybe John wrote down the wrong place.

“Yeah, all kinds of muffins… they looked homemade,” Rebecca begins to explain more, “When I was walking away from it I could’ve sworn I heard crying.”

“What did the woman look like?”

“A lot like you actually, just darker and shorter hair and darker eyes. She wasn’t a local but she hung around for a few weeks like she was looking for someone. I saw her a couple of times at Corner Bar.” Rebecca points down the road, before turning back to her maid cart and searching for something. “How come you’re asking this?”

“It’s… personal.” I answer simply. I then thank Rebecca and head back to my room to get my helmet and wallet. I set out towards the bar, and when I arrive at the run down building, it’s pretty much empty other than a few people drinking their pain away and the bartender reading something behind the bar.

“Aren’t ya a little young to be in here?” The bartender looks up, glancing over my body before sighing. “We check IDs.”

“I’m not here to drink.” I take a seat at the bar, glancing around and find a few security cameras hanging up on the ceiling. “When did you have the security cameras installed?”

“Why are you asking?” The bartender, Jerry according to his name tag, answers with a little skepticism tone.

“It’s for a school paper. See, I’m traveling to locally owned business in the area in order to determine how popular security systems are in certain areas. It’s for my Criminology class.” I explain, picking a few peanuts out of the tiny bowl sitting on the counter.

“They were installed back in 2000.” How convenient.

“How about how long do you keep tapes?”

“The oldest we have is from 2000, it was because after they were installed, there was a robbery. We have to keep the tape in case the cops want to open the case again.” Very convenient.

“Can I see it?” I lean forward on the bar, placing my chin on my hands and batting my eyes at the bartender. He smirks at me, closing his text book and waving me to come back behind the bar.

“It’s bad footage, but you can still see the guy’s face pretty well.” I hop off the bar stool and step behind the bar where he shows me the monitor and puts in a tape and presses play. The screen flicks on and shows the busy bar, and my eyes scan the screen for anyone that could possibly be my mom. However, as the tape plays, my eyes fall on the face of the man who raised me and my brothers, and following after him is a ten year younger version of Dean. Dad and Dean head to the bartender, talk for a while and then head out and I watch as the dark haired woman, who was sitting in the chair closest to the door, follows after them.

“Why are you rewinding? It hasn’t happened yet?” Jerry says behind me and I shush him, watching as the dark haired woman’s posture straightens when Dad enters the bar and her focus on him never wavers. I rewind again, pulling out my phone and taking a picture of the woman and I look closely. Her and I have the same eye and nose shape.

“Thanks,” I smile at Jerry, slipping out of the bar and heading back to the motel. I find Rebecca exiting one of the rooms, locking it and pushing her cart to the next. “Is this her? The woman that asked you to drop off the basket?” I frantically wave my phone in her face.

“Yeah, that’s her.” A small smile spreads across her lips. “She was very sweet. She told me her name, but I can’t quite… We hung out at Corner Bar one night, but- Hazel! Hazel (Y/L/N)! I remember because she smelled like hazelnuts.” Rebecca smiles brightly. “We talked almost all night that night, she went back to her room kind of sad, it was the first night she was here. She had a daughter too, cutest child I ever did see.”

I nod, watching this woman speak about her. “Do you know where she went, after she had you drop off the muffins?”

“Umm… she might’ve gone back home.”

“Do you know where she lived?”

“She had kind of a thick southern accent… So maybe Tennessee?” She guesses, shrugging her shoulders. “How come you’re looking for her? Do you know her?” I sigh, looking down at my phone, staring at the dark haired woman.

“Do you know if she hung around anyone else while she was in town?” Rebecca shakes her head and I thank her once again before slowly making my way back to my room. I sigh, tossing my helmet onto the bed before running a hand through my hair.

I move to my backpack, pulling out my laptop and switching it on. This might be the end of the trail, but I could google her name, see if she was ever in the news. Maybe I could call Sam and ask him to check police records and find out where she is?

“Wild Animal Attack Takes Young Woman’s Life”

I swallow thickly as I click on the article. It’s from a local newspaper in Oklahoma and there’s a picture of the woman who was attacked, and she’s definitely the same woman from the security camera. The article talks about how Hazel (Y/L/N) was found dismembered in her home a few weeks after she left me on the Winchester’s doorstep. Police claim it was an animal attack, but the person who wrote the article, Kasdeya Malum, seems to think that it wasn’t an animal.

I write down the address of the grave site, looking up directions and making sure I memorize where I need to stop for a break. I count out the cash in my pocket, coming to find I still have the four hundred from the guy I hustled last night, plus the two hundred I already had. I will be covered for a while.

As I’m heading out of the motel room, my phone buzzes in my pocket. It’s Dean.

“What do you want?”

“Come home, (Y/N),” Dean sighs on the other end. “Do you have any idea what kind of things are out there?”

“I told you, I have Dad’s journal.”

“But his journal doesn’t have anything about the darkness, Amara. The thing that was released when the mark was removed.”

“Look, I’m not coming home till I know what’s wrong with me.” Fuck. “I mean-”

“What’s wrong with you? (Y/N) are you sick?” Dean’s voice shifts from soft to a slightly higher tone.

“I- it’s… nothing that’s medical… there’s… something that’s not right and I need to figure it out.” I sigh, rubbing the bridge of my nose.

“What’s wrong?” Sam questions, and now I can hear both of them shooting questions at me. Dean must’ve put it on speaker. After a moment of them rambling, I groan.

“I’m going to hang up now. I don’t need you two tracking me. I have to do this on my own.”

“We already know you’re in Montana… (Y/N), we can help.”

“No, you have your own problems. I have to do this myself.” I angrily tap the red button on the screen before tucking it in my back pocket. I drop my motel key off at the office, thanking them for the room and saying my goodbyes before heading out to the parking lot and climbing on my bike. I start towards South, heading for my mother’s burial site.

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