the little shit let me be mad at him so the surprise would be better

MORNING AFTER WITH EXO || Friends version

waking up next to your best friend after a drunk one night stand can’t be good… right?

Minseok:

★when he first wakes to see your sleeping naked form next to him he’s sit upright in horror
★after finding the condom wrapper on the floor next to his clothes he’d chill out
★he’d wash, dress then go out to the kitchen
★when you wake to an empty bed, you think the small flashes of memory from last night were just part of your dream
★but after a few minutes, coffee begins to spread it’s delightful aroma around your room
★you wrap yourself in your dressing gown and follow the scent to it’s source
★and looky here
★a minseok
★upon hearing your footsteps, he turns to offer you a small smile
★'morning’
★'hi’
★'i raided your cupboards to make breakfast’
★you’d laugh at how cute and chill he was
★moving to sit on the counter next to him
★he’d give you a mug of coffee and offer a plate of pancakes
★'so about last night…’ you looked over his face
★'from what i remember it was good. and it’s nice not waking up to chaos like at the dorm’
★you finished your coffee and set your mug down for him to refill
★'i’m surprised your still here’
★'you’re my best friend and you think it’d hit and run?’ he’d pout as he sat opposite you
★'isn’t that how one night stands work? you hit it and run?’
★oh boy you’ve set him off laughing
★'i’m more of a hit and make sure the lovely victim has my details. just in case’ he’d wink
★you two would spend the morning drinking coffee and talking about everything hes done while off on tour


Junmyeon:

★upset bub p.1
★you’d left after waking up
★only leaving a note for him
★so many questions would run through his mind
★would you ever want to talk to him
★should he call you?
★send you flowers?
★diddly darn he was stuck
★he ended up calling you
★'hi, i’m sorry if you’re upset with me’
★'myeon, i wanted to stay, but i had work’ you’d laugh
★'i thought you’d left because you were upset!’
★'not at all, i had fun last night’
★'oh’
★'yeah’
★'i can pick you up after work and take you for lunch’
★'that sounds great’
★WOW WEE
★he would dress up nice and take you to a fancy ass place
★he’d treat you like a goddamn prince/princess


Yixing:

★baby boy would be so god damn fluffy
★like he’d just explode with warmth and love and giggles when he sees you sleeping next to him
★he’ll move his hand to your hair and play with the strands lovingly until you wake up
★'good morning, baobei’
★your little sleepy grunt in reply would make him giggle
★he’s pet your hair and hold you close until you’re fully awake to talk
★'should we wash and then go for breakfast?’
★'can’t we stay here longer?’
★'we can do whatever you want’
★cuddles upon cuddles upon cuddles
★and mindless chit chat
★how could cuddles in bed with this precious lamb be bad?


Baekhyun:

★you’d wake up before him
★you kinda just laid there for a bit debating what to do
★do you wake him
★or just leave??
★you decided to have a shower first
★and if he wasn’t awake when you were out, you’d write a note to him and leave
★so off you went
★halfway through washing your hair, the curtain was pulled back
★and this pup was just stood watching you
★you tried your best to cover yourself
★he just laughed and shook his head
★'you weren’t doing that last night. in fact, you couldn’t get your clothes off any quicker’
★'shut up baek’
★he’d just tease your mercilessly
★you turned the shower head to wet him
★which shut him up
★he kinda just stared
★which made you think he was mad
★but he suddenly just pushed into the shower with you
★'that wasn’t nice’ he’d pout, pushing you back against the wall
★'neither was leaving me bed on my own’
★'not my fault you wouldn’t wake up’
★'i worked hard last night i deserve a lay in’
★it would just be none stop giggles, kisses and cuddles for the day


Jongdae:

★upset bub p.2
★he’d watch you sleep for a few minutes before dressing and going to eat
★he felt bad that your first time together was when you were both out of your mind
★as he was drinking his milk, he’d hear your foot steps
★he went full !!!!!! mode
★when you came into the room, he’d do his best to hide
★and by hide i mean he’s stood behind the curtains
★'i see you dae,’
★'dae? who’s dae? i know no dae’
★it would make you laugh
★which then caused him to grin
★'you’re not mad at me?’
★'what’s done is done’
★'i’m mad at me for not remembering. maybe we should have a repeat’ he’d wink
★'shut up’
★'yes captain’


Chanyeol:

★this poor guy
★he had it all planned out on what to do when the two of you woke up
★he’ll run you a bath, let you raid his wardrobe so you’re comfy then make you breakfast
★he’d straight up just have a stroke when he doesn’t hear you snoring
★are you deaD???////????
★HOLY SHIT HE’D KILLED YOU?!
★it was supposed to be romantic and now he’d killed you
★shit
★oh no
★nevermind
★bless, his face would all be screwed up as he let his thoughts went mad
★you’re now staring at him with a confused look on your face
★'what are you thinking about?’ you’d ask with a laugh
★'how to bury your body’
★'oh’
★'nO SHIT I MEANT WHAT I’M GOING TO COOK YOU FOR BREAKFAST’
★his little cheeks would be bright red
★his plans were blown
★'breakfast sounds really good, actually’
★his famous grin would sprout on his face before he leans in and kisses your head
★'eggs and bacon coming your way’
★he’d jump out of the bed in such a rush to cook
★that he ended up tripping
★and now he’s just curled up naked on your floor
★real good going, chanyeol
★'just come back to bed for a while. i’ll cook when i get up’
★he’ll dive right back in and nuzzle his face into your neck
★'it was supposed to go better’
★'i know, chan’


Kyungsoo:

★soft
★v gentle
★11/10 would recommend
★but for real
★the most important thing is that you’re happy and that you’re comfortable
★you two could talk about what happened last night later on
★a shower and breakfast is more important
★so he kinda just shoves you to the bathroom to wash
★while he goes and works his magic in the kitchen
★probably cooks enough to feed the entire city because he’s nervous
★and actually doesn’t even know what your favourite breakfast food is
★when you enter the kitchen you just see all this food
★which you thank him for
★the two of you will eat
★then after your both full, the talk will come
★'how much of it do you remember?’
★'i remember seeing your stomach after all the teasing you did’
★'yeah?’
★'you buff up good’
★to which he’ll laugh 
★you’ll probably just turn the whole situation into a joke
★which always makes the others confused


Jongin:

★let’s be honest here
★this bub ain’t waking up
★so you’ll just grab your stuff and leave
★when he does wake up he’ll probably see your watch you left on the nightstand
★panicccccccccccc
★he’ll rush to your place to talk to you
★'you should’ve woken me up’
★'i could’ve walked you home’
★'did you leave because you were embarrassed?’
★so many questions
★he’d be so worried that it ruined your relationship
★you’d calm him down by patting his shoulder
★if you wanted to talk about it, you two would
★but if you wanted to put it behind you, you two would also do that


Sehun:

★would wake before you
★and just stare
★he’s in awe
★but he’s also really pissed off
★in awe because wow he just had really good sex with the person he holds most dear to his heart
★but WHAT THE FUCK HE BARELY REMEMBERS ANYTHING
★DID YOU ENJOY IT?
★DID YOU MOAN HIS NAME?
★DID HE MOAN YOUR NAME
★WHO WAS IN CHARGE????
★DID HE CUM BEFORE OR AFTER YOU?!
★his thoughts were cut off by you groaning and stretching out
★you turned your head to see him and offered a sleepy smile before sitting up
★when you reached for your clothes, he’ll pull you back down
★and wrap his long limbs around you
★'stay for a bit’
★'we can go out for breakfast’
★it’ll be so nice????
★probs leads to you two blooming into the hottest couple around
★bc how could he not wake up to you every morning?????

Wish You Were Here (Tom Holland Smut)

request: i think it was kinda? someone wanted phone sex w tom so here we are i’m too lazy to find it but anon one’s for u babe <3

short summary: tom was a little shit this whole week about the fresh cut and it got u all hot and bothered when he finally posted a pic so u know seeing as u can’t see him phone sex will have to do

length: 1.6k words

warnings: smut

A/N: i’m sorry i know i said i was working on 2 angsty peter fics but i knew i needed to write this as soon as he finally stopped being a snake and showed us that dope cut bc goddamn it looks fucking NICE i’m so s o r r y 
pls forgive me


You toyed with yourself as you paced around your bedroom. Not knowing what exactly to do, you were at a loss. You didn’t want to cave, but at the same time you were beyond caring. The reward would be too great if you would just succumb to your wants.

Tom hadn’t only been messing with his fans all week, but you too. What started as a simple joke tweet had amassed into hysteria in his fandom. He’d initially planned on only waiting a day before showing the world a simple selfie of his new hair cut, but after seeing everyone freak out he decided to take it a step further and mess with everyone for a few days.

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The Girlfriend Tag

Originally posted by arophan

Imagine: You and Dan decide to give the fans what they want, and cute video of the internents favourite couple

A/N: I know this isn’t any thing about marvel but I couldn’t help myself, I’ve been watching all of Dan and hil’s videos and getting so many feelis. I just had to. Also I really should be doinf my German coursework, bit too late, Dan is more important

Warnings: Some swearing, implied smut but just fluff really

Word Count: 1955 (got a little carried away)


“Hello internet” Dan starts off with his iconic opener

“Today, I am joined by the wonderful Y/N, who you may also know as my girlfriend!” He exclaimed, giving out a laugh as your cue to jump into the camera view.

“Hey guys” You giggled, getting comfortable next to Dan

“Now you may be wondering what original video I have for you today, and let me tell you, it doesn’t get more original than this”

“We are doing the girlfriend tag!” You almost shouted, causing Dan to let out a rather loud groan.

“Jeez, lets tone it now my channel isn’t used to your happy attitude just yet” He joked, covering his ears

“Just because you literally only have the feeling of embarrassment, doesn’t mean I can’t be happy” You fire back, sending a smirk in his direction.

“Oh God, too much sass. I want Phil back” Your dork of a boyfriend joked

“Shut up, we kind of have a part of Phil with us now” You explained

“Really how so?” Dan played along

“Well, he did do the questions for us to answer”

“God knows what kind of weird stuff he has put in here; I don’t know if you guys have noticed but Phil is like obsessed with sharing our relationship with others. If he isn’t taking sneaky photos of us and tweeting them, then he is jumping into a room when we are together doing a live stream of us.”

As Dan continued to talk about his best friend, you couldn’t help but admire his perfect features. His big, wide smile that would light up a room. His unusually large dimple that you found so adorable. How he is constantly touching and checking if his hair looks okay, which of course it does. And his dark drowns eyes, that you could stare into for days.

“..Y/n?” You were abruptly ripped out of your thoughts by Dan waving a hand in front of your face

“Sorry” You blushed, red staining your cheeks as you realised Dan caught you staring at him and will most definitely keep this part in his video, because, well let’s face it, a bit of an arse.

“What were you so caught up about?”

“Just admiring the view” You jokingly sent back and big wink. Now it was Dan’s’ turn to blush, whist also letting out a laugh

“That was so cringe, I might just have to take it out of the video.” Dan spoke to the camera; he was definitely not taking that part out.

“Right so to start this video I’m going to put my hand into the hat and pull out a question. The questions are basically letting you guys know even more about our relationship and hopefully teaching us a bit more about each other” Dan explained.

“Ohhhh can I go first?” You excitedly asked. You couldn’t help it, there was something so fun about doing a video with your boyfriend.

“Of course”

You dove your hand into the hat, grabbing the first folded piece of paper you felt and pulled it out.

“Alright it says, ‘Where was our first kiss?’” For the second time you felt your cheeks heat up.

“I’m going to be so red this whole video, reckon you could like put a filter on me to make me look better?” You joked, however it wasn’t such a bad idea.

Dan laughed, before saying

“So do you want to answer or me?”

“You do it” You always loved hearing Dan talk about your relationship

“Alright, I remember it was our second date and we were just hanging in the living room eating pizza talking after just finishing up on the X-box. I was so nervous, just thinking about leaning in and possibly facing rejection and ruining it all. But then you made a joke out about anime and I knew I had to do it before someone else snatched you away” Dan smiled at the memory, you beaming right back at him.

“Then he just leant in and kissed me, obviously I didn’t turn down that face and now here we are two years later” You finished, butterflies erupting in your stomach at the fond memory.

“OK, next question” Dan stuck his hand in the hat rather ungracefully causing a few questions to topple out.

“Shit” he mumbled, throwing back three in the hat and reading out the remaining one on the floor.

“Finish this sentence ‘My girlfriend is a complete…..’” Dan stopped to think for a minute, you couldn’t help but anxiously wait for what he was going to say

“…..twat” He finally spoke. This caused you both to simultaneous burst out into a fit of laughter, clutching your stomach you couldn’t be surprised at what Dan said, it was so him. You knew Dan loved you with everything he had, it was very obvious. You guys didn’t have a mushy gushy relationship, it was more full of lots of jokes and banter, you guys were basically best friends,

“You are such and arse, why am I dating you?” You tried to sound upset, but the smile that you couldn’t wipe off your face gave it all away.

“You loveeeeee me really” He rather obnoxiously sung

“Actually Babe, I’m secretly in love with Phil and I only come round to your house on the chance that I will see my one true love” You lied, not helping but feel a bit weird by saying you like Phil, who was basically like a brother to you.

“That’s just mean, and a little gross” He complained

“Yeah I know; I have no clue why I said it” you giggled

“Right, my turn” You plunged your hand into the hat, pulling one out to read.

“‘Who wears the pants in the relationship?’ Ohh that’s hard” You thought.

“I know my answer” Dan said confidently

“Really? Alright let’s say our answers on three. One, two, three.”

This caused both of you to say ‘me’ at the same time.

“You’re kidding me right?” You said in disbelief to Dan

“What? Love, I’m always making the decisions”

“Babe, I literally always have to order for us at the cinema because you’re ‘too awkward to talk to new people’”

“Alright, alright I’ll give you that one, no need to share all my secrets on my channel”

Dan took out another piece of paper from the hat, causing yet again one to fall out.

“God, it’s clear to see who the clumsiest one of us is. And that’s hard because I could fall over standing still” You poked out at Dan.
“Leave me alone, you are so mean. So it says, ohhh this is interesting, ‘who is more jealous’?” Dan read.

“Ohhh, that is” You both took a minute to think about it, recalling moments when the other has been jealous. Most of these moments resulting in some seriously fun times together, and just by looking at Dan and the lazy smirk he wore you knew he was thinking about them. You kicked him in the shins, under the view of the camera causing him to jump a little, then answering.

“I feel like you get jealous more often, but it’s not as intense as when I get jealous.”
“Hmmm, yeah I reckon that’s fair to say.” You repeated, it wasn’t hard constantly having beautiful girls running up to your boyfriend, telling him how hot and sometimes the daring ones flirting with him. However, it had happened a few times when we were hanging around with Dan’s friends and one flirts with you, he gets mad.

“We only have a couple questions left” You sadly exclaimed, not wanting this video to be over.

“Let’s hope we haven’t saved the weirdest till last then!” Dan deadpanned

Grabbing one of the last pieces of paper you unfold it and read,

“‘what do I find really fun, that no one else really does?’” You laughed lightly at this weird question, thinking Dan would need a while on this one.

“You watch pimple popping videos” He answered straight away. You sat there with your mouth hanging open, a blush adorned on your cheeks,

“How did you know that? I always try to keep it on the down low” You exclaimed, shocked and slightly embarrassed that he knew

“Sweetheart, we’ve been going out for 2 years, we’ve been living together for 1, there is little that I don’t know about you”

“That’s kind of creepy and really cute at the same time. I knew I chose you for a reason” You hummed

“I’m not some Pokémon woman, don’t objectify me like that” He fired back

“Shut up and read the last question. Because as much as I love doing videos with you I need to cook us dinner, and get it done so it’s ready when Phil comes back from visiting his family.

“Aw look at you, you are literally the only reason we have survived this long. Anyway, here we go and I won’t knock out another question this time.” He took his time in dramatically picking out the question.

“Oh for god’s sake Phil, he’s such a child. It says ‘when did the two of you first sleep together?’”

A deep shade of red engulfs your face and you looked over at Dan with your mouth wide.

“What the hell, he did not just ask that?” You said shocked.

“Yeah you’re right, I’m joking. Lol” Dan admits, handing over the question for you to read aloud.

“It says, ‘Who/When fist said I love You?’ Now that is a cute question” You cooed, recalled that cherished memory that you held very close to your heart.

“Well, I don’t want to spill all the beans about our relationship just yet, so all that you guys will be knowing is that, Y/N said it first. Maybe we can do another gushy relationship story about that some other time. But for now that’s it.” Dan finished off the video and looked at you to continue.

“Thanks guys for watching hope you enjoyed it, and if you did please subscribe and request some more ideas of what we can do next. Byeeee” You finished

“That was so much fun” You turned to Dan, who was already lovingly gazing at you.

“You know I love you right?” He spoke

“Of course, and you know I love you too, so much” You replied inching your face closer to his.

“You know when you told me you loved me, when we were just lying in bed cuddling watching Breaking Bad, I think that that’s the happiest I’ve ever felt.” He confessed. As much as you loved the banter and jokes in this relationship, nothing felt better than Dan confessing his feelings to your, he really did complete you.

“I was so nervous that I had said it too soon, but I’m so glad one of us plucked up the courage to say it” You murmured, now lips a mere centimeter away from each other.

Dan quickly closed the gap between the two of you and soon had his hand on the back of your head pulling you closer. Automatically you brought your hands up to caress his cheeks and you two shared one of the most passionate kisses in your relationship.

Dan gently pushed you back onto the bed and slipped his hand down to your waist, when you suddenly remembered something.

“Dan the camera is still on!”

“Oh fuck yeah, thank God it isn’t a live stream” He jumped up to turn the camera off, leaving it on the side to edit later.

But he only had one thought on his mind now. You. Jumping back next to you on the bed you two finished off what you had started

anonymous asked:

If your ask box is still open what about damien having to deal with the aftermath of a broken hearted son?

Damien is relieved when he hears the sound of the car pulling up in the driveway. It’s a bit later than the curfew he set for Lucien, and he’s prepared to lecture him sternly for making him worried as soon as he walks through the door. He waits on the couch, posed perfectly to make the ideal ‘strict father’ facade that he hopes will make Lucien respect his authority a little bit more.

And he waits.

And keeps waiting.

It takes ten minutes for Damien to realize that none of the doors in the house had opened, and unless Lucien planned on trying to sneak into his room (unsuccessful for the first time) he’s still outside. Probably trying to prepare his excuses-but not tonight. Damien’s actually mad this time, and he won’t let Lucien continue to walk all over him.

Throwing his cloak over his shoulders, Damien stands and marches straight out the door. Sure enough, his car is parked in the driveway, and with it, he can make out Lucien’s form in the driver’s seat, sitting in the dark.

Damien is about to approach and give the teen what’s what when he realizes he’s completely hunched over in his seat. And visibly shaking. And if he were closer, Damien’s sure he would hear the rare sound of his son crying.

He returns inside without a second thought.

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I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Six

Summary: You have to break the news to Jared and, later, Genevieve. At a convention, Jared lets slip some information that gets you into an uncomfortable situation.
Jared x Reader (mentioned Jared x Gen, Jared x Reader x Gen), Genevieve, Jensen, Kathryn Newton (brief Matt and Rich)
Words: 6.2k+
Warnings: pregnancy, hella drama/angst, self-deprecating reader, uncomfortable confrontations
Beta: @blacksiren

IKYW Masterpost

Your name: submit What is this?

You had to get through another four hours of filming before you would get a chance to talk to Jared alone.

You apologised to the make-up team when you went back into the trailer, your face blotchy from being sick and your make-up ruined from crying.

The whole time you were on set, your mind was elsewhere. Specifically, you were wondering how to tell Jared that you were carrying his illegitimate, unplanned child.

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are you drunk, mrs. lahey?

Originally posted by lovershub

a night out with the girls takes a surprising turn of events, and isaac’s not likely to deny his wife what she wants. (humor/smut)

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Jealousy

Summary: You ask your best friend to pretend to be your boyfriend to make your ex jealous.

Pairing: Kim Seokjin (Jin) / Reader

Genre: Fluff / Smut

Words: 3.5k

A/N: (Feat. Wonwoo from Svt) Sorry Svt fans, I made him the enemy. I love Wonwoo though :)

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“Okay that’s the last one.” Your new step father said.

Your mother just remarried and she figured it’s time that everyone lived together. Your step father was sweet so you had no complaints but as for his daughter. She was a snob but all you could do was play nice.

The last of the boxes finally settled so you thought you would try to step out.

“Hey mom….can I go to Jins?”

“No, we are having our first dinner tonight as a family.” You mother complained.

“I’ll be back….he only lives a few blocks away.”

Your mom didn’t like the fact that Jin lived by himself, technically he had a roommate but she still didn’t approve of you going there. He only was a few years older then you, three years to be exact. She also didn’t understand that you were just friends so nothing ever happens between you two. One more year and you can move out, you were counting the days.

“Fine you better be here….you got two hours.” You smiled and left quickly.

-

You knocked outside of your friends door. The door opened and you saw Namjoon. “You’re not pizza.” He said disappointed.

“Rude.” You pushed him out of the way. “Why do you need pizza when you have Jin….he cooks better then my mom.”

“I do.” He laughed from the kitchen.

“Can you make me my-” Before you could finish he rolled his eyes annoyed.

“Every time….you only come over for my goodies.” He whined.

You laughed as you wrapped your arms around him from behind. “That’s not true.” You giggled. “That’s the second reason.”

“Okay fine…one apple strudel coming up.”

“Thank you….my mom loves them too so I’m gonna have to hide them.”

“Or I could give you the recipe and you could make them yourself.” You glared at him causing him to do his famous laugh.

You heard a knock on the door. “Now this better be the pizza.” Namjoon got up.

He opened the door and you saw their friend Hoseok at the door with the pizza. “Thank you for the free pizza.” Namjoon grabbed it off his hands.

“No not again….you got me in trouble.” Hoseok complainted. “This is my third job in a year can you please not get me fired.” Namjoon glared and gave him his card so he could swipe it.

“What’s the point of working there if you can’t give your friends discounts.” You laughed.

“Hey what the hell (Y/N), you used to be on my side.”

“I am.” You didn’t noticed Jin look down upset as you bear hugged Hoseok.

You were like a little sister to all of Jin and his friends but the one thing you didn’t know was that Jin had feelings for you.

“Do you want some pizza?” Namjoon asked.

“No…..my mom is making me go home to dine with my new family.” You said in a mocking tone.

“They moved in?” Hoseok asked.

“Yeah.” You arched your eyebrows.

“Bummer.” Namjoon said.

“I have to get back to work.” Hoseok said goodbye and left.

You walked over to the kitchen just as Jin put your strudel in the oven. “What time do you have to go back?” He asked.

“I have an hour.” You both sunk in to the couch next to Namjoon and put on a movie.

Before you know it the movie ended and you felt your phone buzz in your pocket. When you looked at the ID, you saw it was your mother. Shit!!

“Hi mom.” You said cheerfully.

“Where are you?”

“I’m on my way home.” You lied as you started putting your shoes on.

“You always do this.” Your mother said disappointed.

“I’m sorry I’ll be there any minute.” And you snapped and hung up.

“I better go.”

“Don’t forget your strudel.” Jin said and you grabbed it and left.

-

As soon as you entered the chamber you call home you heard loud laughter coming from the dining room. When you entered the room you saw your mother and your step father on each side of the table and the backs of your annoying step sister Mina and the back of some guys head.

“(Y/N) Your late.” You mother tried to not sound annoyed.

“I’m sorry.” You said as you made your way around the table getting a view of your mystery guest. You felt your stomach sink once you saw him. What the fuck is he doing here?

As soon as he saw your face, he went pale, like he seen a ghost. It was Wonwoo, your ex boyfriend. Why was he here? He can’t be dating her.

“(Y/N) this is Wonwoo, my boyfriend.” Mina said to break the awkward silence. This is unreal.

“Hi.” You said with no emotion. He nervously smiled. It wasn’t a surprise your mother didn’t recognize him, she was always busy with her work.

“I thought this was a family dinner?” You sassed.

“(Y/N) What’s with you?” Your mother whispered but it was clear that everyone could hear.

“Nothing it’s just that I didn’t know we could of invite guest unless I would of.” You rolled your eyes looking down.

“Mina gave us permission, but you can invite people over too (Y/N).” Your step dad nicely said.

“My mom never told me that.” You continued your gaze down at your plate.

“Invite your friend over tomorrow.” He said.

“You have friends?” Mina smirked.

She can act like that and get away with it but when you do it your mother acts like all hell broke loose.

“I have lots of friends actually and they all exists.” You snickered. “Can I invite Jin over mom?”

“Who’s Jin.” Mina said annoyed.

My boyfriend.”

You heard your mother cough while swallowing her food. “Boyfriend?”

“Yeah.” You said it like it was obvious.

“You told me-”

“Mom we had this talk already I know you don’t approve because he’s older but you never even got to know him.” Which was kind of true but with the wrong message.

Your mother looked at you confused and angry at the same time. “We need to talk about this later.” You nodded.

-

“Sorry what?” Jin asked because he thought he misheard what you said.

“Did I tell you how handsome you look today.” You avoid his question.

“Did you just ask me to be your boyfriend?” He was still confused.

“So handsome.” He just glared at you confused. “Okay fine…… that’s exactly what I said.”

“Why?” He carried out the word.

“Don’t get offended or anything because you’re my best friend and I love you.” You held your hands together placing them over your chest.

“Can you please pretend to be my boyfriend because my evil witch from another planet step sister is dating my ex.”

“Wonwoo?” He asked.

“Yes Jin…because I’ve been in so many relationships.” You said sarcastically. “So will you help me?”

“Why do you need me, you said you were over him.”

“I am I just want to show him that I’m not pathetic and I can get another guy.” You said grouchy.

“Being single doesn’t make you pathetic.”

“I know I just don’t want Mina to find out, she’ll gloat in my face.”

He rolled his eyes. “Technically you don’t have a choice because I kinda told everyone already.” You bit your lip nervously. He glared at you.

“Okay.”

“Thank you.” You gave him the biggest hug ever. “I told my mom that you could come to dinner tomorrow night.”

“I don’t know if I can fake it.”

“Jin come one….its not hard.”

He looked at you concerned. “Let’s practice.” You sat closer to him. “Kiss me.” His eyes shot open wide. “It’s okay.” You giggled.

He wasn’t making any movements so you grabbed his cheeks and brought your lips to his. It took him a while to work against your lips but he eventually responded. You removed your hands from his face and leaned them on his shoulders. You can’t believe you are saying this but it felt nice.

“Woah, what’s going on?” You heard Namjoon enter the room.

You both looked at him stunned. “You guys are together now? It’s about time.” He laughed.

“No, it’s a long story but I’ll see you tomorrow right?” You got up ready to leave.

He nodded. “What was that?” Namjoon asked Jin.

“It’s a long story I guess.”

-

You watched as your mother set the table with an attitude. “You still mad at me?”

“You lied to me.”

“I’ll take that as a yes.” You mumbled. “I’m sorry if I told you the truth then you wouldn’t have let me go.”

“That’s right I wouldn’t of.” She argued.

“Why are you so mad….you said you liked Jin.”

“Yeah but you said you were just friends.”

“We still are mom….we are exploring.” Your mother rolled your eyes.

“Jin’s a gentleman…he hasn’t even touched me yet.”

“Aish.” Your mother rubbed her forehead stressed.

“Hey dear.” Your step dad entered.

“He’s here.” You followed the knocking at the door.

You bumped into Mina on your way to the door. “Jeez what has gotten into you?”

“My boyfriends here.” You gloated.

You opened the door and there he was your best friend/pretend boyfriend. You noticed the slight change in his hair color. You arched your eyebrows at him.

You greeted him and wrapped your arms around his neck kissing him on the lips. He was caught off guard again but soon responded.

You heard a voice clearing behind you. Mina. “Jin this is Mina my step sister ” You said rushed, so she can go away.

“Hi.” She greeted cheerfully. “Nice to meet you.” She shook his hand. She was putting on some shy act. Was she attracted to Jin?

You looked at her and shoo'ed her away. She smiled and met your parents in the kitchen.

“I don’t see you for a day and you die your hair pink.” You noticed the slight tint of rose color coming off his blonde as soon as he stepped in the light.

“It was Namjoons idea.” He laughed.

“Why do you listen to him?” You grabbed his hand and led him to where the rest of the house was.

Your mother played nice even though she was in the past. Did Mina forget she had a boyfriend? She has your ex boyfriend and now she wants your fake boyfriend. You could tell that Jin was uncomfortable by the way she would constantly gaze at him.

“So Jin how long have you two been dating?” Your step dad asked.

“We have-” You started but your mom interfered.

“He asked Jin.” Your mother warned you.

He looked at you before he answered. “About two months now.” He lied. Your mom looked more ashamed of you because you lied but you knew in the end she prefer him then other guys.

-

The rest of dinner was pretty awkward. You walked Jin to his car. “Good job buddy.” You patted him on the back.

“How long are you going to make me do this?” He sounded disappointed.

“I don’t know.” You shrugged your shoulders.

“Good night (Y/N).” He opened his car door.

“Hey, are you okay?” He nodded. You knew something was wrong but you didn’t want to push it.

As soon as he drove away, another car pulled up. Wonwoo. What is he doing here?

“Hey (Y/N).” He got out leaning on his car.

“What are you doing here?”

“I’m picking up Mina.” He answered.

“This late.” You sassed. “Never mind I don’t care.”

“You know I had no idea she was your sister.” He said.

“Step sister.” You corrected.

He walked up closer to you. “So you really seeing someone huh?” He was strangely close, which made you uncomfortable for Mina’s sake.

“Yup.” His eyes lingered down to your lips.

“You sure or are you just saying that to make me jealous.” He smirked leaning in closer to you.

You pushed him away from you. “What the fuck are you doing? What happened to you…you’ve changed.” You said distressed.

“Did you pull these stunts when you were with me…is that why you broke up with me because you were afraid I was going to find out?” You continued.

“I was just kidding chill….I broke up with you because you were a clingy bitch.” You were stunned those words left his mouth. He was never like this, or so you thought.

“Wow…best to luck with you and Mina because I’ll tell you she’s something…..she couldn’t even take her eyes off my boyfriend at dinner.” You smiled deviously and head towards the door.

As soon as you opened the door you saw Mina walking down the stairs. “The garbage man is here to take out the trash.” You smiled at her confused face and went to your room.

-

All week you begged Jin to go to your house to hang out instead of his. You couldn’t help but noticed Jin’s cold attitude towards you lately, but it was only when you two were alone other then that he acted fine. And boy could he act, he acted like a true boyfriend around your family. You liked it.

Every time you would kiss him, you actually felt butterflies in your stomach. You loved when he held your hand and you loved how he complimented you. Were you falling for your best friend?

As cliche as it sounds when you kissed him for the first time just a week ago, you felt a spark. The only problem was you thought he didn’t feel the same way.

You two were sitting on the couch watching a movie at your house. You were alone together, or so you thought. You looked at Jin as he was focusing on the movie. He was so handsome. You hated yourself for never seeing him that way before. Things were different now, you saw him different now.

You felt butterflies as you watched him bite his lips. You couldn’t control yourself much longer. You grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards you as you kissed him desperately. He responded immediately as he smiled into the kiss. You deepened the kiss as you explored his mouth with your tongue. You moved your hand down his chest feeling every inch of him. You were surprised he wasn’t stopping you. You had a little hope that he felt the same way.

“Woah get a room.” You heard an annoying familiar voice ruining the moment behind you. Both of you didn’t say anything as you watched Mina and Wonwoo head up stairs.

“We’ll be upstairs.” Mina said. You caught a glimpse of Wonwoo’s face, it was pure jealousy.

You slightly smiled and faced Jin once again. He had a look of realization, but then turned to anger.

“Wow for a second I thought that was real.” Then he got up and grabbed his jacket.

“Wait Jin.” You ran after him but he was almost to his car already.

“It was real.” But he didn’t hear you as he drove off.

-

You knocked on the door quickly hoping he would answer. The door opened and to your surprise it was Namjoon.

“He doesn’t want company.” He tried to close the door.

“Wait please I need to talk to him.” He wasn’t budging. “Please.” You said sadly.

He opened the door for you and looked at you ashamed. “Do you think you could leave us alone for a bit.” You smiled sadly.

“Only if you promise not to break his heart even more.”

“Trust me I won’t.” You smiled and Namjoon grabbed his keys and left.

You knocked on Jin’s door softly. “Namjoon I told you I’m fine.” He answered but you just knocked again. You heard a groan and movement. He opened the door and his facial expression changed as he noticed you. He didn’t expected you of all people.

“What are you doing here?” He looked at you hard.

“To apologize.” You didn’t let him answer you just wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him into your lips.

He slowly pulled away and looked at you crushed. “Why are you doing this to me?”

“I wasn’t acting Jin….I didn’t know they were there.”

He gave you a look that he didn’t believe you. “I know what I did was wrong but this past week with you.” You blushed. “I realized how I felt about you.”

“Your not saying that just to save our friendship are you?”

“Nope.” You pushed him farther back and shut the door behind you. He had a smile on his face but he still looked confused.

“You really have feelings for me?” He said worryingly. You pushed him again until he fell back on his bed.

“Yes Jin…I’m sorry that it took me this long.” You climbed on to him straddling his hips.

You leaned down kissing him intensely. You felt him grab onto your hips tugging on your shirt. You sat back up to pull off your shirt.

“How long have you like me?” You said lustfully.

“A while.” He smirked.

You leaned back done kissing his neck. You could already feel him getting aroused underneath you. He got confident and flipped you both over so he was on top. You reached for your own jeans and sliding them off as he kissed your neck.

“Jin.” He mumbled against your neck to show he was listening. “Please make love to me.”

He pulled away looking at you seriously. Jin knows that you’re a virgin and asking him was a big step because even when you were with Wonwoo you held out as long as you could because you weren’t ready.

“I want you to be my first.” You whispered. He sweetly smiled at your request. That signaled you to continue so you reached for his pants buckle as he pulled off his shirt.

He then pulled down your panties kissing up your thigh all the way up your stomach until he reached your lips again. He was so fragile with your body and it gave you shivers.

He knew that your first time was a memory that would linger your mind forever and he wanted it to be special. In that moment you knew you made the right decision. You couldn’t have asked a better person to be your first. Your best friend to fake boyfriend to your real boyfriend.

You reached your hand down his boxers feeling his erect member. You felt butterflies as you gently stroke him. This was all new to you and you couldn’t help but feel excited.

He pulled off the rest of his pants as he reached into his side table grabbing a condom. You quickly removed your bra as he started to unroll the latex down his length. You felt nervous. He leaned over you again and kissed you passionately.

“This is going to hurt a little.” He blushed.

In that case you didn’t care you just wanted to feel connected with him. You felt comfortable and warm. You responded by kissing him once more.

You felt his member brush your folds before he slowly slid into you. You quietly screeched from the sting. “You want me to stop.” He sweetly asked with concern.

“No….just move slow.” You smiled. The first few thrust were slow and painful but it felt better as your body finally adjusted to his size. He continued slow until you told him to move faster.

“You sure?” You nodded. As he picked up the pace the pain turned into pleasure. The pleasure was nice. You could get used to this.

He kissed your neck roughly probably leaving marks as he rocked against your body. You wrapped your legs around his waist from under the blanket to get better angle. You moaned feeling the pleasure stir up in your stomach. This new feeling was like a drug to you and you wanted more of it.

He reached around kissing your lips softly. He interlocked his fingers with yours as you both worked against each other. You felt the tingling feeling wash over your body as it made its way down to your toes numbing them in the process. You let the feeling take control of your body as you weakly laid there under Jin.

You felt Jin slow down his pace as he quietly moaned against your lips. You felt him warm up your insides as his slow thrust came to a complete stop. You still felt like you were in a daze. You were replaying every detail in your mind as you still tried to catch your breath. Jin swiftly rolled over to your side trying to steady his breathing as well.

You couldn’t help but giggle from the feeling. “That was amazing.” You sounded cliche like some predictable Rom-Com but you couldn’t help it.

“Your welcome.” You smiled from the fact he was still trying to catch his breath.

You rolled over so you could lean into his arms. He wrapped his arms around you as you both cuddled enjoying the moment. You looked up smiling at his beautiful face. He leaned down pecking your lips cutely.

“Finally!” You heard someone shout from the other end of the apartment. Namjoon? What the fuck.

-

Masterlist

dad!yoongi + the pawful experience 

“Return it.” Yoongi sneered.

You rolled your eyes at him, “No.”

“Goddamnit.” He huffed, glaring at you, his hands perched on his hips like they usually did when he was about to go off on one of his tangents. “Three, ___. I gave you three children, is that not enough? Do you have a fetish for cleaning up shit that is not yours or something? Where the hell are we going to put a dog?”

“He can have your side of the bed if you insist on being an ass, Min Yoongi.” You seethed, turning your attention from the aggravating man to the lump of fur that was nestling deeper into your lap, “Your yelling is upsetting Min Holly.”

Yoongi cringed behind you, gripping the fabric of his jeans to keep from strangling you, “Don’t give that dog my last name I want no part in its upbringing.”

“You’re so immature.” You scoffed, petting the toy poodle in your lap.

“Says the person who went out and spontaneously bought a fucking puppy with that overgrown toddler Taehyung.” He hissed.

“You’re the only one who has an issue with the dog, Yoongi.” You sighed, “The kids love him.”

“Of course the kids love him, our son also loves eating his own boogers so excuse me if I’m not about to go off the advice of a fucking six year old.” He whisper yelled as he glanced over at said toddler who was currently trying to run away from his own shadow, and when all else failed sat on the floor and began screaming.

Yoongi pinched the bridge of his nose, before gesturing to your son who you were looking at with what could only be described as pure exhaustion, “I love him. I do. He’s my son and I love him. God, but he’s an asshole.”

“You can’t call our kid an asshole.” You murmured, but it was halfhearted.

“Why not?”

You paused at that before staring up at Yoongi’s blank expression, “Not in public.”

There was an amicable silence between the two of you as you stared on at your child who had gone from wailing in frustration on the floor to giggling with his toys not even a second later, the contrast in mood almost frightening.

“We’re not finished talking about the dog, ___.” Yoongi sighed, “I hate animals. You know I hate animals.”

“You also hated me and children but look where we’re at now.” You shrugged.

Yoongi put his tongue in his cheek, “Yeah well you let me fuck you and those are my asshole children as a byproduct of me fucking you. Seeing as I can’t fuck this dog—”

Ew.”

“—and you didn’t give birth to it I want it out of my house.” He gritted out.

You glared up at your husband, “You’re being impossible!”

“You should’ve spoke to me before making a decision like this!” He yelled back, looking truly upset for the first time since you had started arguing, “I don’t give a shit about the stupid dog I give a shit that you made this decision that would ultimately effect me and the kids and it’s not that big of a deal but you didn’t talk to me about it first and I find that really fucking annoying. So no I don’t like dogs but yes I would’ve given in in a fucking heartbeat like I always do when it comes to you or the kids, if you had just dropped me a text or phone call or casual fucking conversation over dinner instead of just going out on your own with Taehyung and surprising me with an entire other mouth to feed.”

By the time Yoongi had finished his rant you swore you had shrunk three sizes under his frown of disappointment. Being married to Yoongi, and having been dating him for even longer of course you had your fair share of fights but even then you could count those times on one hand, the rarity of arguments only heightening the hurt and dejection on his face as he sent you one more annoyed glance before tugging on his tie and heading to your bedroom.

You let out a sigh before looking down at a whimpering Min Holly.

.

Yoongi wanted more than anything to skip dinner that night, an entire hour of having to sit through a meal with you sending him puppy dog eyes because he knew you felt bad about what you did, all while the remaining guests of said dinner party remained oblivious to the quiet tension, too caught up with trying to gauge each other’s eyes out with spit balls? Yeah no thanks. And it wasn’t because he was the bigger person, or even because he was mature enough to sit down and talk things through with you like an adult—God no. But Friday’s were family nights, something even he wouldn’t dare go back on, for fear of having to deal with three, no four, dreadful little brats whining his ear off at canceling on them at the last minute. And while sitting through thirty minutes of ‘but daddy you promised!’ just sounded so fun, he relented before he had to deal with any of that, shuffling everyone into their respective car seats and pointedly ignoring you.

So alas, here he was, in his own personal hell that was filled with thirty or forty other screaming children all of who sure as hell didn’t belong to him, so he had no moral obligation to not trip that one fat kid that kept screaming and chasing his precious, precious, baby girl around the godforsaken ball pit, all while receiving blatant looks of outrage from you.

He shrugged, “Accident.”

You bit your lower lip, refusing to egg on his behavior as a very concerned looking parent came over to scoop their child up from in front of your booth.

There was a moment of silence—well as silent as it could get in a Chuck E. Cheese—between the two of you as Yoongi scrolled through his phone and you watched your daughters chase their brother around the slide. You snuck a glance Yoongi’s way before worrying your lip between your teeth. You hated when he was mad at you.

Sure he was grumpy and insufferable most of the time, but at least then he was scolding you and calling you a jackass, that was at least better than a cold shoulder from Yoongi. You dared a glance in the other direction before inching your way closer to him, willing the cushions of the booth not to give you away just yet as you clumsily climbed closer and closer.

Yoongi didn’t even look up from his phone when he felt your arms wrap around his waist, your chin finding purchase in the crook of neck.

“Yoongi-ah.” You murmured, before nuzzling closer for his scent. “I was wrong and I’m sorry.”

If there was one thing Yoongi could appreciate about you—well, one of many, it was that you didn’t dawdle when you knew you messed up, something that suited Yoongi’s frank personality well. It was the reason arguments never went on for long, especially when you hated grudges, you preferred to keep things open and aired out as you had once told him.

“I’ll return the dog tomorrow.” You said quietly, not really expecting an answer.

Yoongi turned then, withering you with a glare, “And make me look like the bad guy? Hell no. We’re keeping the damn dog and you owe me a weeks worth of blow jobs to make up for this.”

You smiled against his neck, even as you clenched your thighs under the table. “Anything for you, Yoongi.”

Yoongi rolled his eyes at you, but still turned in your embrace to place a chaste peck on your lips earning a mega watt smile that made his hearts do annoying backflips in his chest.

“Love you.” He grumbled.

“Love you too.” You sighed, lacing your fingers with his before returning your gaze back to the playground your children were occupying. “Also, I hate to ruin the moment but your son is naked in the ball pit.”

“Why is he always my son whenever he’s doing something stupid?” Yoongi scoffed.

“Oh my God Yoongi, he’s peeing, go get him!” You hissed, smacking his shoulder profusely as parents and staff gawked at your six year old.

“He’s already started you might as well —ouch! Ouch! Okay! I’m going! Jesus Christ!” He grumbled.

You stared in amusement as a very disgruntled, very annoyed Yoongi shuffled around the now vacated, as well as urine contaminated ball pit to collect your sons scattered clothing and scoop him up, screeching at the top of his lungs. Yoongi didn’t even bother to stop as he motioned for you to get the twins and grabbed the car keys off the table, shuffling out of the restaurant as fast as his little legs would take him. You sent an apologetic smile to your hostess and left a hefty tip for your server before nearly dragging your children into their car seats.

By the time you had gotten home it was already ten o clock but that hadn’t stopped Yoongi from sitting down a very petulant looking six year old and scolding him on social norms and how exhibitionism went against all of them, and also how pissing in public, in an effing ball pit while socially unacceptable was also hygienically unacceptable and when that went over his head he had resigned himself to glaring at the toddler until he finally slumped back in his high chair with a pout. While you had always agreed that your son had always looked more like Yoongi than yourself, in that moment while he was glaring and sticking his tongue out at his father he never looked more like a spitting image of the man, something that forced you to bite back laughter.

“No more kids.” He grumbled, taking a spot next to you on the sofa.

You stifled a giggle, cuddling up to his side.

“He’s so much like you it’s a little ridiculous.”

“He’s nothing like me.” He pouted, “I only claim those two angels who are probably upstairs doing angel things. I want a paternity test for the boy.”

“He flicked Taehyung off the other day over brunch and tried to choke Jimin when he told him he couldn’t stuff his phone in the garbage disposal.” You said dryly.

Yoongi smiled fondly, “I may claim the boy.”

You snickered at his response just as you felt a small, furry presence pressing against your leg.

“Oh, was someone lonely today?” You cooed, leaning down to lift the whining puppy in your arms.

“Not on the couch ____.” Yoongi admonished.

“Oh shut up.” You murmured, petting a hand over the sleepy puppy, “Just look at that face, there’s no way you can hate something so cute. You’d have to be a true abomination, Yoongi!”

Yoongi sneered as you raised the brown lump of fur to eye level with him. What exactly did you want him to do? Look into those stupidly huge brown eyes and tell you that maybe the disgustingly adorable heap of fur wasn’t so bad when it was peering up at him with it’s tail wagging and it’s tongue out like the idiot dog it was?

Because he won’t.

Only something so stupid could be so happy.

“Babe, I’ll be right back,” you said, handing him the puppy and ignoring his very disgusted look in the mean while, “I forgot my phone in the car.”

“And what do you want me to do with this thing?” He grunted after you, a glare marring his perfect face as he held the puppy the way he would a sack of potatoes.

“Try not to throw him into the garbage disposal.” You called over your shoulder, slipping on a pair of Yoongi’s slippers before running out the house.

Yoongi glared at the puppy who’s only response was to lick a stripe up his cheek and pant happily.

“You know you have a girls name right?” He spat.

A joyful bark.

“Don’t think you can win me over just because you’re cute. The last time I let that happen I ended up married with three swamp demons.” He muttered bitterly, “I won’t be fooled twice.”

Another yap.

Yoongi sighed before relenting under the dogs pleading eyes and reaching a hand forward to pet over the soft fur, begrudgingly. It really was stupid looking…

But in a good way. An endearing way.

“I guess you’re not that bad, Holly.” He muttered. “You make my wife happy.”

And it took everything in your power from letting out a victorious ‘I told you so!’ from your spot, instead opting to creep your way up the steps and give them the rest of the night to get acquainted with each other.

Darkness

@x-unvoid: Can you do a harry hook imagine where you get kid napped and he’s a worried af boyfriend lol I’m so basic

Harry Hook x Reader

Hades’ daughter, Y/N, has been kidnapped by Scar’s son, Santiago, and Claude Frollo’s son, Calvin, in order to get revenge on the infamous Harry Hook

THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING ON HERE AND I HOPE THAT YOU ENJOY IT!!

DISCLAIMER: ALL OF THE CHARACTERS ARE ASSOCIATED WITH THE DISNEY MOVIE KNOWN AS DESCENDANTS 2! I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS! 

warnings: swearing, threatening, kidnapping, mature content a bit, and a bit of fluff at end

word count: 2967

Originally posted by butterflywingednight


Darkness. 

That’s all you could see as a bag was flung over your head in the middle of the night while walking home from Ursula’s Fish & Chips after the traditional game night you, Uma, Harry, and Gil had every Wednesday night. 

Harry, your long term boyfriend of three years, had insisted to walk you home, but you protested by saying you were big enough to take care of yourself and reassured Harry that you’d see him after he had helped Uma close up for the night, meeting back at your place. But he was going to be in for a surprise when he got to your place. 

A hand was placed over your mouth before you knew it you were being swept off your feet and carried into the darkness. 

Who in the hell was taking you this late at night? Maybe they were waiting until you were alone to be able to sweep you off your feet without anybody noticing? 

You didn’t know and you had no idea who was taking you until you heard a familiar voice speak from beside you. 

“Don’t you think Harry will be mad? I mean, he’s bound to find out sooner or later, San.” Calvin stated as he kept look out for Santiago, making sure that nobody was witnessing the whole ordeal. 

“Shut up, you idiot! She may not be able to speak, but she can certainly hear your voice, you fool!” Santiago hissed, hitting Calvin in his arm that earned a groan from the boy. Santiago rolled his eyes at how pathetic Calvin was being and turned his attention back to the girl in his arms. He wasn’t wrong, though. You could everything crystal clear and you couldn’t wait until Harry found out and came to your rescue.  

Harry had always promised that him and the crew would always protect you, no matter what. Harry was very protective and always promised you two would find a way off the Isle somehow and someway. If there was one person he would go to ends of the earth for, it was you and only you. It was like you put a spell on him and he was all yours. 

You were drawn from your thoughts when you were thrown onto the cold, hard, and rough floor that was most likely Santiago’s cave. He had always kept his prisoners in there because not a single person would even dare to step foot in his cave, especially with the sons and daughter of the three hyena’s hanging around the cave. Shania, Benji, and Erik. The three were even more scary than Uma, Harry, and Gill put together. 

Your mouth was uncovered, but before you could even make a sound there was a piece of cloth shoved into your mouth, basically gagging you. Calvin worked on tying your hands behind your back as your mouth was being stuffed with the cloth. You began to squirm around on the scratchy ground, scratching up your knees in the process. You knew there was no way in getting out of this. 

“Not so tough now, huh? Your little hook boy can’t come and save you, darlin’. Sorry to break it to you.” Santiago spoke as he let out a sinister laugh, dragging his hand across your cheek, making you nudge away from his touch. “He took what’s ours and now we’re taking what’s his. Don’t take it too personally.” Calvin said as he shrugged and got up from the floor, following behind Santiago as they waltzed their way out of the room. 

You were fucked. 


Harry made his way through the alleyway as his hook twirled around in the palm of his left hand, whistling a faint tune. 

He knew that he shouldn’t have let Y/N walk home all by herself, but he knew that she was big enough to handle herself and she had magic on her side from her father. 

Boy, was he wrong. 

He made his way to Y/N’s home, stopping at her door before slowly pushing it open in fear that she was sound asleep and afraid that he might end up waking her up. Harry shut the door behind him before beginning to climb the stair that laid in front of him, still whistling but in a softer tune this time. Harry had always found it better to listen to the sound of music or whistling instead of hearing the ticking noise on his father’s boat when he was younger. 

Once Harry reached the top of the stairs he set his tricorn on the railing along with his hook, letting it hang from the railing. Harry made his way towards the bedroom, trying to make as little noise as he possibly could as he approached the room that him and Y/N had shared from time to time. Harry peeped his head through the cracked door, pushing it open a bit with a smile of his face before having it fall flat at the realization that Y/N had not been in the room. 

“Y/N?” He called out in confusion, furrowing his eyebrows. 

No answer. 

“Y/N? Where are you? I swear to god if you’re pulling some shit on me-” Harry stopped once he finally came to the realization that you weren’t actually there. His heartbeat started to speedup and become louder, almost being able to actually hear it through his own ears. Harry’s whole face turned a deep red and his whole body tensed up at the thought of what might be actually happening right now. 

His heart began to sink. 

If he wouldn’t have let you walk alone, then maybe you would be in bed where he was expecting to see you. Safe, waiting for him, all wrapped up in blankets with inviting and open arms. 

Harry shook away his thoughts before rushing to the railing, grabbing his tricorn hat and hook, sliding it into the palm of his left hand and keeping a firm grip on it until his knuckles turned white. 

He knew exactly who did this and it was all over a stupid scarf that he had swiped from Calvin’s neck that ended up in someone else’s hands by the end of the night in Ursula’s Fish & Chips. The scarf wasn’t even that good and he couldn’t understand why he needed it back so badly to the point where he would kidnap his girlfriend. 

Harry stormed over towards Ursula’s Fish & Chips to gather up Gil and Uma to come along for the showdown. Harry knew that they’d help him. They always had his back no matter what and that’s why he loved them to bits and pieces. 

Harry banged on the saloon styled doors, shaking them violently to get Uma’s attention or even Gil’s attention. He was breathless and desperate. Harry knew that he couldn’t go alone, but if he had to, then he would. 

“What’s so important that you had to almost knock my d-” Uma opened the door, scolding him and questioning him before actually taking a moment to take in Harry’s appearance. Harry’s pupils has been blown, he was completely breathless, his jaw clenched, and his body was so tensed up that he could’ve probably explode at any moment. 

“Santiago and Calvin have taken Y/N, Uma. I need you to help me get her back, please? You can either come with me or not, but I don’t have much time to waste, okay? Who knows what those two fucking scumbags could be doing to her right now.” Harry spoke quickly as he rushed the sentence from his mouth, staring at Uma with his blown pupils. Uma can definitely tell that he wasn’t kidding and he was worried out of his mind. She needed to help him. 

Uma rushed back inside, grabbing a sword from the drop-off bucket before placing it in the sheath that was around her hip and rushing back to Harry. Uma shut the saloon doors behind her before running off into the darkness of the night. 


Your fingers curled around the rope as you desperately tried to unravel the knot that had been tied, but failing attempt after attempt. It was better than having to listen to the three annoying laughs that would occasionally fill the cave. 

Santiago and Calvin had been so wrapped up in arguing about whether or not Mal and Ben’s relationship was going to work out, but you couldn’t care less. You just wanted to be wrapped up in Harry’s arms with having him tell you everything was going to be okay and how stupid he was for letting you walk home on your own, but he wasn’t being stupid and was actually showing trust and believing in you. 

You were drawn from your thoughts as Shania, Benji, and Erik began to circle around you, their laughs echoing the cave. 

“Your little boy toy isn’t here to save you, now is he? Such a shame that he let a pretty little thing like you roam the Isle at night, Y/N.” Benji spoke as he circled around, letting out a sinister laugh. “Maybe when he does get here, then we could just get him to go away by mocking the ticking noise that drove his own father insane!” Shania teased, her laugh following right behind Benji’s. “We could just tell him that the crock is following right behind him and we’ll have him running for the hills!” Erick added in, nudging his fellow cousins before following the both of them with his high pitched laugh. 

You hissed at them, attempting to get the rag out of your mouth, but failing horribly. You just wanted to rip them to shreds from the words that were shamelessly dripping from their lips about your boyfriend. Nobody could and would ever talk about him that way if you were able to punch them right in the mouth to shut them up. 

“Harry wouldn’t even come towards us with his hook! What is he gonna do? Jab at us w-” Shania was interrupted by a thick Scottish accent, knowing exactly who was cutting her off and she didn’t even have to turn around to find out.

“Well, well, well,” Harry spoke up, dragging his hook across the cave walls before letting out a small and sinister chuckle from under his breath. “I’m actually very hurt that you think that low of me, mate. I could have all five of you hanging from off the plank in a matter of seconds! Right, Uma?” Harry seethed through gritted teeth, turning to Uma to get her approval of his words before turning his gaze to your own. 

Uma nodded, rolling her eyes at the annoying habit Harry always had. Harry had always sought for approval from anyone he was with just to prove his point and it was annoying, but Uma had learned to put up with it. 

You sat there with the three cousins twirling around you like they were in some sort of cult that was making a sacrifice to the devil. Your face was red from the build up of anger that was boiling inside of you, your arms tied behind your back as it began to get a bit uncomfortable, and your mouth was still gagged with a dirty cloth from Santiago’s cave. It broke Harry’s heart knowing that you had been in so much pain and torture for the past hour or two you had been in here. 

“We just want what’s ours and we’ll give you what’s yours, Harry. You know that scarf has meaning to my father and I, but you still took it!” Calvin scolded at Harry, taken back the fact that he had actually shown up to the forbidden cave of Santiago and Scar. 

Uma sized up to Calvin, looking him up and down with a look of pure disgust. “Just give us the girl back, or we’ll just toss the scarf overboard along with you and the three musketeers! You know I don’t have any problem with taking out the trash, Calvin.” Uma teased, giving him a small boo that caused Calvin to jump back a bit in surprise. Of course, they were all shivering in their boots as soon as Uma came around because everyone knew she basically ran the Isle. When she says something, she means it. 

Harry kept his gaze on your own as your eyes stayed locked during the whole arguing back and forth between Uma and Calvin. Harry’s face twitched a bit before deciding enough was enough. 

Harry drew his sword, gesturing towards the three cousins that had still been circling around Y/N. He looked at Uma before they both decided it was time to get it on and over with.

Shania drew her own sword from it’s sheath before rushing over towards Harry with determination that she wasn’t going down without a fight. Harry did the same as he quickly knelt on the ground as Shania came into view, sweeping her legs right from underneath her as it left her laying on the floor that was below her. 

Uma began to take on the two boys, eventually getting a hold of Calvin’s sword before taking a blow to the back of the head from Santiago that caused her to stumble onto the ground as pain burned behind her eyes. Uma struggled to get to her feet, but eventually regaining her balance and reaching for the two swords that had been on the scattered on the floor after taking the blow to the head. 

Uma thrusts both swords at the boys before taking the opportunity to point both sharp ends at their throats, causing them to lift up their heads up in fear. Uma took that chance to get close enough to Santiago before kicking him in the groin area that caused the boy to drop down on both knees, taking an advantage of his pain in order to snatch the third sword. 

Calvin’s eyed widened before deciding enough was enough as he made his way to escape through the entrance of the cave, leaving his partner in crime to fend for himself. 

Uma watched Santiago cower away in pain, pointing the end of the knife to his throat once more before forcing him to scatter to his feet, still groaning in the pain that had been inflicted on him. 

Meanwhile, Harry was fighting off Shania as he pointed the sword down to her torso, basically threatening the other two that he would do damage if they had moved any closer. The four of them quickly shifted their attention over to Uma who had already scared one off and was about the scare off the other one which would also make the other three scatter along with them. 

“Give up yet? We could take all three of you to the plank if that’s what you want, but I don’t think it is, is it?” Uma questioned, shuffling her body closer to Santiago as the sword began to get closer and closer to his neck, threatening to cause harm if he moved forwards to fight back.

Santiago was trembling in fear as he flinched at her words, shaking his head. “N-No…” He stuttered, keeping his back against the cave wall as he did not want to move an inch closer in fear of what Uma might do. Uma let a crazed spread across her lips as she shook her head in approval. “That’s what I thought, San. Now, scram before I have each and every single one of you swimming with the sharks!” Uma lowered her sword, gesturing to the entrance of the cave as if she was telling all of them to leave before they actually did some real damage. 

Harry removed his sword from Shania’s torso, watching as all four scattered around to leave the cave as fast as they could, a small grin forming on Harry’s face that seemed even more crazed than Uma’s. You had watch the whole thing happen, yours eyes had been widened the whole time in horror and you just couldn’t wait to get out of here. 

After the four had fled the cave, Harry rushed over to you as he pulled the gag from out of your mouth and took the pocket knife that was secured around his belt, cutting the ropes from your wrist that had left a few bruises and redness from them being so tight. Harry pulled you into his arms, cradling the back of your head with his palm as he tucked your head into his chest. Your arms immediately snaked around his torso, letting out a few deep breaths and a few sobs. Harry pulled himself away, his fingers stroking the hair away from your face that had fallen while you were tied down before swiping his thumb across your cheek to wipe away your tears. 

“Y/N, I was so worried. I thought I lost you forever and I’m so stupid for letting y-” You curled your fingers around the collar of his coat before pulling him close to you, replacing your hands to his cheeks as his lips met your own. You knew you had to shut him up and keep him from saying anything else. Harry placed his palm on the side of your face before cradling it as his fingers danced softly along the apples of your cheeks, placing a soft kiss on your lips that was more sweet than passionate. 

He pulled away, breaking into a smile. “Just promise me from now on that you’ll let me walk you home when I offer it, okay?” He spoke softly, caressing the side of your face with his thumb. 

“Promise.”

And with that being said, you both got to your feet, interlocking your fingers together before making your way into the darkness that consumed the night. 


I’m soooo sorry if there are any spelling or grammatical errors:((((((  I’ve been so busy the past few days with school starting back up soon and sports:( but my writing will definitely improve when I’m not super busy with everything happening at once! I hope you enjoyed it and I’m already beginning to work on other writings, so if you have any suggestions don’t hesitate to ask!

Kim Jongdae//Impetuous

Summary: A chance encounter in the shared laundry room lets you get to know Kim Jongdae, but he’s not all you thought he would be.
Scenario: swimmer!au
Word Count: 6,998

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One of the things I love about Black Paladin Lance is that there are so many possibilies for how he becomes the Black Paladin.  Here are just a few ideas I’ve had:

  • Allura brings up the fact that they’ll need a new Black Paladin and Lance immediantly steps up.  He was the leader pre-voltron so it’s only natural, really.  
    • This can also go many ways.
    • Keith freaks the fuck out at Lance because um, hello?  There’s no way Lance would make a good leader, he’s reckless and talks them all into messes all the time.  Not to mention the fact Shiro said he should be the leader, Keith isn’t going to go against Shiro’s words
      • Lance points out that Keith is just as reckless as Lance is, expect Keith is at his most reckless in battle so it’s not a really good idea for Keith to be the leader.  He also mentions that of course Shiro picked Keith for the leader, if Keith’s really that blind to favourism he’s an idiot.  Shiro barely looks at Lance, Hunk, or Coran.  
      • The dispute quickly tears the group apart.  Coran and Hunk are for team Lance, Allura (and techinally Shiro) are team Keith
      • Pidge could go either way, on one hand she could go for Keith because 1. She trusts Shiro, and 2. She too doesn’t really notice how good a leader Lance is cause that the type of leader Lance is.  Shiro’s a very obvious leader, he stands above the others (both literally and figuritively) and is helps pull others up.  He’s not entitled but his energy basically screams follow me.  Lance isn’t like that, he’s the type of leader that will stand in front of you when there’s consequences or danger, but outside that he’s standing with you or behind you and pushing you to be your best.  So Pidge just sort of didn’t notice she followed his lead in the garrison.
      • Or Pidge could be Team Lance because she did notice 
      • Personally i perfer Pidge being Team Keith and then realizing very quickly she made the wrong choice
      • Lance quickly notices that they’re not getting anywhere arguing about it so he relents (very much ‘fine, whatever, you lead voltron, have fun with that!’ and storms off).  Which, ironically, just further proves he’s better black paladin material
      • Keith becomes the Black Paladin, Lance the Red, Coran the Blue (they need Allura in the castle), Pidge and Hunk remain as they are
      • Keith leads and he’s not terrible at it he’s just not all that good and he doesn’t have time to learn and Lance has to do a lot of back seat leading because Keith just doesn’t understand their strengths and weaknesses, is trying to hard to channel Shiro and becoming a pretty big dick (Shiro’s in a different position, he was already their upperclassman, Keith is techinally meant to be on their level but acting like an upperclassman and it’s pissing everyone off), he’s no help in statergy meetings, and he runs off by himself in battle all the fucking time
        • Lance starts having to shout ‘switch’ during battles beause it’s a better system than arguing with Keith.  He goes off at the guy whenever he runs off.  He ends up having to explain Keith’s half baked ideas.  He’s basically the leader without the black lion and he is so sick of Keith’s shit.  Red is too and they bitch and moan about it together.  Black and Keith don’t talk.
      • And despite all this the only person to come around and think Lance should be their leader is Pidge, Allura is still very, very sure Lance is not a good idea
      • Until she actually she’s him in action.  For whatever reason Lance is forced to pose as Voltron’s representative/Leader on a planet and Allura expects it to go terrible but it doesn’t.  Lance is still flirty and ridiculous but he’s able to sit down and be serious.  Maybe Keith pissed someone off and Lance has to talk Keith’s way out of jail, maybe he’s trying to convince them to help despite the danger it puts the planet in
      • Whatever it is he succeeds and when he comes back they have a whole new talk about who the leaders going to be.  Lance is given the role and the first thing he asks is if Keith is truly fine with that.  Que Keith feeling guilty because he expected Lance to be an asshole about it but nope
      • Lance is still immature and insists on making Voltron bow after distressing things, tells Pidge they can finally make Voltron dab and other such stuff but he’s serious side is out more often and everything goes amazingly with Voltron
    • OR: Keith doesn’t speak up.  Maybe he doesn’t think Lance will be the best leader but he doesn’t want to be the leader.  Allura’s still not very sure about it, but Coran and Hunk (and maybe Pidge) all insist it’s a good idea and no one else steps up so Lance becomes the black paladin
      • Everything goes really well.  Again, Lance is immature and a flirt but when the situation calls for it he’s as good and mature a leader as Allura and Shiro
      • Allura apologizes for misjudging me and Lance jokes about her finally falling for his charms in just a matter of time and Allura gets pissed and Lance laughs only to admit that it means a lot she said that
      • He doesn’t find out Keith was meant to lead until they’re saving Shiro.  Lance walks in the black lion behind him (his armour now black) and Shiro can’t make out who it is at first he just says something along the lines of ‘keith, i knew you’d come for me’ with a grin and Lance frowns and steps closer and says ‘i’m not keith dude, can you see okay?’ and shiro finds and his first reaction is to ask if Keith is okay, why isn’t he the black paladin? and Lance is starting to get pissed because seriously shiro?  is it so unlucky to him that Lance could be a leader?  But he sucks it up and answers everything calmly because he has a fucking person to save
      • Shiro doesn’t even think to thank him in all that goes on and Lance just gets really, really bitter
      • like he knows he shouldn’t be and all but he’s upset.  He’s been running on fumes for weeks making sure everyone else is healthy, coming up with plans with Allura and their allies, making those allies, and just all the stress of causing all the shots and now this.  He still manages to collect himself and put on a brave face but he has a short fuse these days, he’s on edge, and everyone is on edge because of it
      • the tension doesn’t help either, they’ve saved shiro but now what?  it’s not like shiro can just slip back into the place he had, he needs time to heal and readjust and everyone else needs time to readjust like they planned to save shiro but they never really planned past that
      • Things with Shiro and Lance just get worse.  Shiro doesn’t know how to treat a Lance who no longer has a hero complex, who knows he’s earnt his place and has a right to speak up against Shiro.  Shiro finds it weird enough that Lance is sitting in on all the meetings they’re having, let alone that he’s an active part of those meetings unlike the others who may listen but don’t really interact (thinking the BoM style planning, Lance was clearly listening in and looking for faults in their plans only to find none while the others weren’t paying as much attention)
      • It also doesn’t help that he doesn’t see the awesome leader Lance was because normally Lance is so much more patient.  He hears Lance ask why Keith didn’t tell him about Shiro’s wish and Keith admits he didn’t want to lead and Lance gets mad because this isn’t school anymore.  Someone can’t be your replacement because you don’t want to do something.  They get into an argument but that’s more or less the way they commicate, so what Lance says gets through to Keith it’s just not how Shiro would do things 
      • And that’s what it comes down to, really.  The fact Lance leads in a different way to Shiro.  He never once tried to be shiro because he know it wouldn’t work.  He’s a great leader in his own right, it’s just that shiro has a hard time seeing anyone elses training styles as right.
      • They end up having a heart to heart in Black.  Lance was chilling in his pilot chair sort of just sighing and trying to get it out of his system and Shiro showed up to reconnect with his lion and he stumbles upon Lance and Black like just talking.  And Shiro doesn’t get it because it was never that easy with him but that’s because they’re different people with different needs.  Lance needs to talk, Shiro doesn’t.  
      • So Lance and Black talk in a way only pilot and paladin can.  Shiro clears his throat and Lance ends up telling him how he feels (like the crystal seen with coran).  He tells Shiro how he’s just… he knows he’s going to be kicked to the back on the group again because thats what happened last time and he just isn’t happy about it because he’s made his spot on the team and now it’s falling through his fingers.  He admits he’s made Shiro was surprised Lance was the leader, like Lance knew Shiro didn’t notice him but it still hurt.
      • And Shiro feels like shit and they work through their problems like adults
  • OR: Lance doesn’t step forward as leader.  They’re in their lions about to go into battle but Keith… Keith can’t enter Black.  The lion once more has his particle barrier up and he won’t let Keith in.  
    • Lance, because he’s in red and feels its better he sit out than Keith, flies over to see if he can help.  Keith’s still trying to push in and Lance makes a joke about needing to knock (like he did with Blue) and it fucking works.  
    • Maybe they don’t realize at first cause Keith was also pushing at the barrier but Keith steps forward and Black doesn’t lower his head.  Instead the cat basically rolls his eyes and moves to lower his head and let Lance in
    • Lance is hella shell shocked and just sort of… walks in.  Like, okay then I guess I’m your paladin now?  ‘no shit kid lets go’ says black as Lance sits in his pilots chair and it just sorta happens
    • he rejoins the fight and everyones like ‘you got it working!  good job’ and Lance is like ‘well actually’
    • Hunk, Coran, and/or Pidge could be like ‘called it’ or everything could just be really confusing and tense until Black rolls his eyes again and tells Lance to just focus already holy fuck dude war zone
    • Things go swimmingly
  • OR: Allura annouces it has to be the blue paladin, always.  The Blue Lion is the only one with a qunsitence that will match the black lion and therefore they don’t have a choice, lance is the leader
    • Lance is thrilled at first and then not everyone else is
    • Hunk and Coran are so proud, as are the mice
    • Again, 50/50 on if Pidge is okay with this or not.  
    • Keith is not, he complains that Lance is nothing like Shiro (Lance argues that neither is Zarkon) and gets really uffy about it
    • Allura attempts that she’s not happy about it either but there’s not really anything they can do so they’ll have to stuck it up and deal with it
    • Their balant dislike of Lance pushes him to not be so proud.  He knows if they’re going to work as a team they’ll need to all accept him as a leader so he starts pushing himself way to hard
    • he also tries to be more like shiro, which really doesn’t work out for him
    • he’s not sure Black will accept him at first but the lion does only he refuses to commicate with Lance properly.  
    • Lance pushes himself too far in training, barely gets any sleep, and constantly gets into fights with Keith and Allura because he’s just looking out for them but fuck off lance, just because you’re the black paladin doesn’t mean you can order us around
    • his insecurities just get worse
    • he starts getting wreckless, not as a leader but as a person
    • he takes every hit he can for the others, stops eating almost entirely, stops talking as much etc.
    • Coran and Hunk notice but they don’t know what to do (Hunk’s used to calling up an older sibling or Lance’s mama for this but he can’t right now) but Allura and Keith are blissfully unaware.
    • Until Lance ends up in the healing pods because he pushed himself too far and Allura and Keith get mad at him for it and Lance just doesn’t have the energy to fight.  He ends up telling them to search for a new black paladin then, if they’re so against him he will back down the moment they find someone.  Maybe they’ll actually give that person a chance to be a leader
    • He doesn’t say it rudely or like they could never find another, he just says it plainly and then Hunk leads him to get some food.
    • Que Allura and Keith feeling like shit and realizing they really haven’t given Lance a chance.  Allura reviews it and wow, Lance is actually great in battle as the black lion.  In fact the biggest fuck ups are from Keith refusing to listen.  Keith has a good long think-and-stare-at-my-blade session
    • They both decide they do need to give Lance a chance, Lance doens’t exactly trust them at first but they try and everyone finds it fits rather well.  Lance starts to relax more now that Allura and Keith aren’t jumping on his every flaw.  Allura starts listening to him.  Keith starts following his orders
    • And they’re happy
    • For all of 5 minutes

Ok but please consider sincerely three having date nights once a week and alternating who picks the date like first week is Evan, next is Connor, then Jared, and then all three of them agree on something special at the end of every month (because lowkey they probably got together near the end of a month and thats kind of how they celebrate their love)

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Surprise (ALiL Deleted Scene)

Summary: (College!AU) In which Bucky takes you by surprise while you’re walking home from class. 

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 1,289

A/N: Well here it is! The first deleted scene from “A Lesson in Love”. I imagine this happening some time between “The Unintentional Run-In” and “The Little Things (Part One)”. I hope you babes enjoy it! 

“A Lesson in Love” Masterlist + Soundtrack

@avengerstories - thank you, as always, for editing this like the beautiful queen you are.

Originally posted by coralineseye

The sun is nowhere to be found when you finally get out of class. In your eyes, this is the sole downfall that comes with winter - day turns into night while you’re stuck in a room with a professor who really loves the sound of his own voice.

Instead of thinking about the excessive amount of homework Professor Loki had assigned at the end of class, you tilt your head back and look up at the stars decorating the night sky. Tonight, they’re the only things keeping you company on your way back to your dorm. As soon as this thought crosses your mind, your slow stroll becomes a speed walk. You’ve attended enough of Natasha’s self-defense classes to know that being a female and walking alone at night is the worst combination imaginable. You’ve also heard more than your fair share of horror stories to know that this has a high possibility of ending badly.

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Come Clean - Part 3 (Final)

Summary: The reader catches Jensen snooping through her phone. 

Pairing: Jensen x Reader 

Word Count: 3,262

Part 1 Part 2


“What the hell was that, Jensen? Tell me now.” Danneel demands angrily narrowing her eyes.

“Um…she…well…I’ll be right back, ok?”

“What?!”

“Just give me a minute! I have to talk to Jared.” Jensen bolts to his costar’s trailer without waiting for a reply.

“What’s up?” Jared asks when Jensen bursts through his door like a mad man.

“What did Y/N say?”

“About what?”

“Don’t fuck with me right now, Padalecki.” Jensen growls surprising them both.

“I really don’t wanna be in the middle of this, man.” Jared sighs running a hand through his long chestnut hair.

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“You’re My It” Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 1,475

Dean Winchester x Reader

Request:  Could you write one (or more) about Dean? Where the reader is Dean’s ex but she got pregnant before the broke up. And Sam or Cas see her and the kid one day and tell Dean, who gets drunk and shows up at her door (with a little help from sweet Cas)?

Warnings: Angst, fluff

Flashbacks are in italics.


You and Dean had officially been together for a year now, but unofficially, it’d been almost your entire life. You were Bobby’s daughter- you grew up together. There had always been something there.

A few years ago, when Dean was cured from being a demon, you were the first person he wanted to tell. That made him realize that he didn’t want to wait any longer. He wanted to be with you one hundred percent. He loved you. He had asked you to be his girlfriend officially last year.

You’re now standing in your kitchen, finishing up making dinner for your one year anniversary. It’s been a rocky road, and lately, it’s been worse. He’s been distant and gone more, and you admit that you’d grown more emotional and needy. It’s only because you’re pregnant, but Dean doesn’t know that yet. You’re planning on telling him tonight. All you want is a good night with your boyfriend, is that too hard to ask for?

No, it’s not. Which is why you’re busting your ass to make this anniversary perfect. You’re making his favorite dinner, rented his favorite movie, and even found the cutest way to announce your pregnancy. You’re sure he’ll take it well, and that he’ll be excited. His dad was a big part of his life, and one time when he got drunk he had told you that whenever he became a dad he was determined to be a better one.

“Y/N?” A voice came through the door, keys clinking together. Dean’s home.

“Hey babe, I’m in the kitchen!” You call out.

Dean comes into the kitchen, and he looks dead tired. You can see it in his eyes- he’s worn out. He’s stressed, but of course he doesn’t talk to you about it. He doesn’t talk to you about anything lately.

“Is this all for me?” His eyes widen, wandering around the room.

“Yeah, happy one year.” You kiss his cheek.

“Oh.” He furrows his brows. Your stomach sinks. Of course he forgot.

“You seriously forgot?” Your mouth drops a little, sadness filling your heart.

“I’m sorry.” He sighs. “Look, Y/N…”

“What?” You’re afraid of what he’s going to say. You’ve been feeling it coming for a while, you’ll admit. But now? Tonight? All you can do is hope that he doesn’t.

“I just… I don’t think this, us, is working. You know I love you, but I just think we need some time apart. There’s a lot of shit happening right now, with Lucifer and Chuck and Amara, I just… I can’t. I’m sorry.” Dean says, a look in his eyes you can’t quite read.

You’re silent. There it was. Those words you’ve been dreading.

“Okay.” You say quietly.

“I love you. I just need time.” Dean repeated.

-

You’re now walking down the street of the mall, you’re favorite place to go. The mall in Denver was outside, which made it easier to not only enjoy the warm weather, but to push around baby Nina. She loved going on “walks,” which made it easy for you since you loved shopping.

After Dean broke up with you two years ago, you didn’t even bother telling him you were pregnant. If he was too stressed and busy to deal with you, the girl who’d practically been with him his entire life, he certainly couldn’t handle a baby. So, after you moved out of the bunker, you packed up and moved to a city you’d never even been to before- Denver. You moved into a small apartment, and got a decent job.

Baby Nina is now a year old, and she’s the cutest little thing. She inherited Dean’s looks, right down to the sparking green eyes. She’s beautiful.

You’re about to go into Victoria’s Secret when you see a man down the street staring at you intensely. He has brown hair and a…trench coat?

“Cas?” You say out, not believing your eyes. You haven’t seen Cas since who knows how long. It was before yours and Dean’s breakup, since he was possessed by Lucifer. Actually, now that you think of it, you have no idea how that turned out. He could still be Lucifer for all you know.

Cas is suddenly standing beside you, an unreadable expression on his face. You can tell by just looking at him that this was Cas, and not Lucifer.

“Oh my god, I’ve missed you.” You hug him. He stands stiff, but wraps one arm around you after a few minutes.

“Who is this?” Cas looks down at the stroller at Nina, who is now sleeping peacefully.

“Oh. This…” You trail off. There’s no point in lying. “This is my daughter.”

“And she’s Dean’s?”

“Please don’t tell him.” You beg. “He left, it was his choice. He left me.”

“Y/N…”

“Cas, promise me.”

“I… I promise.” Cas sighs.

-

After the encounter with Castiel, you went back to your apartment quickly. That blast into the past was enough for you for the day. It brought back memories you thought you had put behind you.

Nina had just fallen asleep in her crib for the night, so you were finally free to do whatever. You walk into your kitchen, grabbing a beer out of the fridge. God knows you need one. You walk over to your living room, turning on the TV to watch whatever was on. Anything would do right now, you just wanted to escape your mind.

You were getting really into the trashy reality TV show that was playing when it happened. He showed up. There was a knocking on the door, and you didn’t even bother to look through the peephole. It was probably just your landlord.

You opened the door, and there he was. Dean. You hadn’t seen him since that night. He hasn’t aged one bit, if anything, he looks better. He looks younger, less stressed than he was before. He looked amazing. Of course he did. He’s Dean.

“Cas ratted me out, didn’t he?” You were the first to speak.

“Can I meet her?” He says quietly. You nodded, and let him inside.

You walk him into her bedroom, and he audibly gasps when he sees her. He walks slowly over to her crib, as if he walked any faster a bomb would go off. He takes her hand in his, and a soft smile grows on his face.

“She looks like me.” He whispers. It was dark in the room, but you could swear you saw a tear fall down his cheek.

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna give you some time.” Your voice comes out shakier than you were wanting, and you exit the room. You walk over to your couch, and sit down shakily. You have no idea what you’re going to tell him.

A few minutes later, Dean comes out of her bedroom. He looks hurt.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He says, sitting down next to you on the couch.

“I was going to. The night you left me.” You whisper. “But then after that… You couldn’t handle being a father. You were dealing with Amara, for God’s sake.”

“I’m so sorry.” He says, taking you by surprise. Why was he sorry? “I shouldn’t have done that. I let everything that was happening leak into my relationship with you. I messed up. This is all my fault. And now I have a daughter that I don’t even know because of it.” He choked out.

“Dean, its fine. I was mad at first, but seriously, I’ve let it go. I understand now.” You say truthfully.

“Y/N, I still love you, you know that right?” Dean says, a serious look on his face. “After everything was fixed, you were the one person I wanted to come to. But I thought that I couldn’t. I couldn’t face you, not after what I did. I’m hurting, Y/N, I need you. I need to be there for Nina.”

“Dean…”

“I love you so much. You’re it- you’re it for me. You and Nina. You’re my life now. Please, let me be here for you. If you can ever forgive me.”

“I forgave you a long time ago.” A weak smile on your face forms. “I love you too.”

Dean kisses you, so softly that you almost thought your mind was playing tricks on you. You bring your hands around his head, bringing him in closer. You missed this, you missed him.

“You’re my it, too, Dean.”

BTS reacts to someone being in a toxic relationship pt 2

read pt 1 here 

Yoongi 

“I heard everything Y/N, if there’s such a fucking problem, leave,” Yoongi says. 

Soon as there those words let his mouth your heart fell to your stomach. You just wanted to hide in hopes that these problems would just fix itself. The boys were all still sitting at the table watching us as if this was some sort of k-drama. Yoongi is the love of your life and the fact that you guys are driving on a road where a dead end is near kills you. 

“Because Yoongi I love you, I wouldn’t give up on you even if someone paid me too,” you say with tears flowing in your eyes. Yoongi looks at you then at the boys.

“You guys basically told my fucking girlfriend to leave me? What kind of “friends” are you? Jimin..” Yoongi sits back on the chair and clears his throat still giving off an I don’t give a fuck kinda vibe. 

“You said she deserves someone better? what is better Jimin… you? because as I recall before I got with Y/N you wanted her.” Jimin shifts uncomfortably in his seat. At this point, no one knows where Yoongi is headed with all of this. 

“Yoongi stop it!” you yelled slightly. You hated to argue with yoongi and you didn’t want to see him argue with any of the boys.

“Y/N shut the fuck up, are sticking up for him Jimin now? Hey if you want him you have him. I’m not stopping you, baby, honestly!” Yoongi shouts. —- The tears finally start to pour. 

Rap Mon

“Wow, Min yoongi when did you become such a dick?” Namjoon throws one at Yoongi causing him to dry laugh. 

“All of you are full of shit, instead of coming to me with the problems you went to Y/N?”

“Well no one can speak to you anymore, you always have an attitude. You barely even speak to us! Do you even notice that you still have a girlfriend? because seriously I’m surprised she even stuck around.” Namjoon comes at Yoongi once again. 

You can tell Yoongi is pissed now this conversation isn’t going smooth. 

Jimin

“Why do you treat her like shit?” Jimin says calmly.

“Well, I haven’t been treating for like shit enough because she still sleeps in my bed at the end of the day,” Yoongi says coldly... Ouch. 

Yoongi continues. “You seem a little tough all of sudden Chim Chim, save the act before I actually get mad.” Every thing just continued to go down hill nothing was being resolved. 

“Am I suppose to be scared Suga?” Jimin laughed standing from his seat. Bad idea Jimin.

Yoongi got up from his seat as well walking over to Jimin. You honestly didn’t know what was about to happen!

Jin 

Jin stops Suga before he gets all the way to Jimin. 

“There will be no fighting here!” Jin says to Yoongi.

“Jin move out the way before I have to move you!” Yoongi says calmly. 

Still sitting at the table you can’t even form the right words, watching this all happen right in front of you is honestly tearing you apart.     

Jungkook

“Yoongi just stop! Jimin sit down. Wanting to fight each other isn’t going to solve a problem that’s not even ours!”

“You guys shouldn’t have been so fucking concerned in the first place! Everyone needs to mind their business!” Yoongi yells at everyone. 

Tae 

Tae who has been sitting there quietly the whole time finally speaks up. 

“Guys I think we should go, and let them talk ya know? I think we’ve said all we needed to.”

J-Hope

“I agree with Tae guys. We should’ve just let them handle it from the beginning.” Hobi speaks low.

“It’s fine I go, I don’t feel wanted here anyway.” Sugas expression softens. 

You still have nothing to say because what exactly should you say? You wanna talk to Suga alone but you don’t know if you can do it! you hurt and tired, you just wanna know what Suga is thinking. 

Before Yoongi walks out the door he stops and goes to grab your hand but you pull back with hesitation. 

“Let’s go. We need to talk.” You look at the boys worried, they all nodded in approval.

You grab his hand and walk out the door entering the brisk night.


You guys wanted this soooo bad! Here ya go! :) oh mannn, I wonder what happens next! ~ Rae ♥

Well, today is the day I die.

Warning: v jealous Luke, anxiety, cussing, scary Luke

Description: Luke gets jealous when you want to get food w/ a old friend.

Luke was unlike anyone you’d ever met.

He was quiet.

But had a way of being the light of any room he entered.

He didn’t have to say a word to make you smile or laugh, even cry.

But when he did it made him even better.

When he let you into his heart it was different from other people.

The way he thought and felt.

It made you wonder why he was so insecure. He was so beautiful, inside and undoubtedly outside.

His hair he started growing out after you met him was now curly gold locks. The way his eyes shined when he smiled made it impossible not to fall in love with him, which you did.

You fell in love with him so hard. You promised yourself you wouldn’t fall in love with anyone that hard but it was no longer your choice.

You loved the way his mouth moved and the sound of his accent. You loved the way he looked at you, even when you didn’t realize.

But most of all you loved the way he loved you.

So recklessly and effortlessly. He loved you just as much as you loved him. It took him longer to fall in love with you but he did.

You knew the exact moment too.

The moment you made him yours.

It was a simple day. Not one particular special or different from any other.

You and Luke were laying in bed, you literally had gotten up once to get food and go to the bathroom and it was nearly 4 in the afternoon.

You both loved days like this, no pressure to do anything or be anywhere.

Just laying with your boyfriend in bed watching television but mostly talking.

He was telling about his childhood while you distracted him by playing with his fingertips. You could feel him watching you while you studied his long slender fingers.

When Luke finally noticed you and took the time to talk to you, it was obvious he was intrigued by you. Though he made it clear he didn’t want a relationship at the moment within a couple weeks he couldn’t stay away from you.

Now here you two were, having such a closed off boy share his most vulnerable stories. He stops talking, too preoccupied by you laying with him.

You stop fiddling with the tips of his fingers and just interlock your boney fingers with his. You notice the absence of his voice and glance up at him. His hair is fanned out over his forehead.

His eyes are pouring into yours so intensely you are drawn to him. You smile at him, knowing that look on his face.

There is no way explain it but pure love. You pushed his hair out of his eyes with your free hand and he leans down to kiss you.

“You’re my best friend.” He says quietly after you two pull apart.

They aren’t the words you expected him to say but it almost meant more.

That night has been imprinted in your brain ever since. Though it was months ago, you remember it like yesterday.

And it was days like this where you wish you could go back to that exact moment.

“What are we doing for dinner tonight?” He asks, climbing into the passenger seat of the car.

You liked driving, which worked out because Luke will never admit it but driving makes him kinda nervous.

He slides his dark sunglasses off his face, giving you a look at his beautiful eyes you love so much.

“Oh, I was actually going to tell you I was planning on getting pizza with Marcus.” You back out of the parking spot.

You could feel Luke’s harsh gaze just as you expected.

Marcus was an old friend from high school. You two had kept contact and he has been wanting to meet up.

You have been putting it off because you were honestly afraid of how Luke would react. Luke wasn’t overly jealous, but if a guy looked at you for too long in public he would make sure to show him you were together.

You were okay with it because you loved Luke and wanted to make him feel secure in your relationship.

“Well. Okay…” He says shortly before looking out his window.

You were surprised that was all the fight he put up.

“Okay.” You say clicking on the radio.

Luke scoffs and harshly turns it back off.

You knew you were getting away too easy.

“Marcus? Is he that bloke from your secondary school?” He spits.

You wanted to smile from the difference in your language. Sometimes it like you two spoke different languages but you had been around him so much you understood.

“Yes. He has been wanting to hang out for a while. I’ve put him off as long as I can without being disrespectful.” You say simply.

You look over in Luke’s direction, glancing back at the road every couple seconds.

His eyebrows are tightly knit together and his blue eyes are dark like they always are when he gets angry.

“Why? So he can make a move on you? Does he know you have a boyfriend? You graduated school like three years ago. Have you been talking to him the whole time we’ve been together?” He shoots question after question at you.

“What a dick.” You hear him mutter under his breath.

His accent gets really thick when he is frustrated. You can see him clenching and unclenching his jaw over and over again.

“I… we were really good friends in high school. He found my Facebook and messaged me. Why is this any different than if a old girlfriend wanted to hang out with me?” You question him right back.

You don’t like him accusing you of anything. It actually hurt you more than you like to admit, almost like he doesn’t trust you.

You have never done anything to make him think that way.

“Because I don’t know what his intentions are. What if he tries to make a move on you?” You looks out his window again.

You glare at him this time. “Then I shut him down and leave. I have my own personal boundaries. Do you really think I would let him do something like that?” You raised your voice.

You get stopped a stop light which gives you a moment to look at him. He finally looks in your eyes and you raise your eyebrows.

He shakes his head, biting his bottom lip deep in thought.

“I just don’t like the idea of you hanging out with him alone.” He says continuing to shake his head

“When did I ever say we were hanging out alone?” You say getting a little frustrated. “We will be with a group of other people we went to highschool with. Plus even if we weren’t we would be in a PUBLIC place.” You say in hopes of making him feel better.

You almost want to invite him just to ease his mind but this whole thing has kinda pissed you off. You shouldn’t have to go everywhere with him. You love spending time with him and at the end of the day with him is where You want to be but you are two different people. Though you two are in a relationship you both need to be able to have your own lives.

That’s called a healthy relationship.

Your hopes of easing his mind fails when his glare intensifies and he looks ever more angry. You can practically hear his breathing quicken and he stares into your soul.

A honk behind you breaks you from his lock he has on your eyes. You realize the light is now green and you step on the gas pedal.

“Well why didn’t you bloody tell me that in the first place.” He is now yelling. “Is it- is it because he was the only person you can think about and- and the only person you look forward to seeing?” He is so mad he can barely speak which ends up making him more mad.

“No-” he doesn’t give you a chance to finish.

“You know what. Go. I don’t give a shit anymore. Fuck who you want. See who you want. Get pizza with who you want.” He slams his hand on the dash making you jump.

What is he saying.

“Luke-” You say softly, trying to reason with him.

He wasn’t having it. He now keeps his gaze out the window, shutting down the conversation.

You wouldn’t be that happy if he wanted to hang out with a girl he went to school with but you wouldn’t act this way. He was being unreasonable and almost scaring you, which he has never done before.

“Fine then I won’t fucking go. If it’s that big of a deal to you.” You look at him.

He shakes his head, still looking out the window. Refusing to look at you.

“No I just said I don’t give a shit.” He says. His voice is still very angry but he isn’t yelling anymore.

From what you can see of his face it is very red. From anger which was very obvious.

“Luke I don’t want to fight about something that isn’t even a thing.” You say, reaching with your hand that isn’t on the wheel and grasping his hand that’s laying on his thighs.

He snatched it away quickly but still doesn’t look at you. He leaves you wondering what shade his eyes were and you want to see them so bad.

“Don’t fuckin’ touch me.” He puts his hand back on his thigh. It is clenched in a fist, his knuckles turning white.

He finally looks at you, his eyes not at all what you expected. They were like you’ve never seen, so wild with anger. A sickening color of blue.

“I’m so fucking pissed you have no idea.” A smirk plays on his lips. But not the usual one where he wash playing around. It was one that looked almost evil.

“I can’t even fucking look at you.” He looks back out his window.

He was furious. You had expected him to be mad but this was outrageous. You feared this would be the day it all ended. The days in a warm bed with Luke. The secret glances you two shared that only you guys knew what they meant. The last time he looked at you with love in his eyes.

You are so caught up in your thoughts now that when you finally look at the road you were barreling towards a car stopped at a red light. You stomp on the brake, your car making a horrific noise as it skidded to a stop just in time.

Luke’s head snaps forward, his hands pressed against the dash to stop him from flying forward.

Your hands are gripping the steering wheel so tight, your heart pounding so loud at the close call.

“FUCK!” Luke yells. “Pull the fuck over. Pull over.” He is back to yelling.

You obey, turning your blinker on and making your way to the shoulder of the road.

“Why weren’t you paying attention we almost got in a fucking accent. Get out. I’m driving.” He says.

You park the car, turning it off, still trying to catch your breath.

He goes to open the door but you quickly lock them.

He turns his head painfully slow toward you. “Don’t fucking do that.” He practically growls.

“Luke.” You say as he turns back to his door once again trying to open it. You again lock it and he starts punching the door.

Yelling as he does it, you have ever seen him so angry. This time he just couldn’t handle it and all the anger he had built up comes out

“Fucking unlock the door, I can’t even fucking look at you. Fuck you! Fuck you!” He yells and you can’t help but start to cry.

“Luke.” You say again, your voice cracking. “Luke.” You say louder.

Your hand reaching out and literally forcing him to look at you. He tries to push your hand away but you grip his jaw and force him to look into your eyes.

“Luke! Stop. Please stop!” You yell louder than he was. Your tears falling freely down your cheeks.

His breathing is unstable and he is still fuming but he is finally looking at you.

“I won’t fucking go. I can’t understand the reason you are so mad but I can’t lose you. I fucking love you and would never do anything to hurt you.” You say.

You are still gripping his jaw, not harshly and he isn’t trying to pull away. His lips are extra pouty because of the way your holding his face.

“I fucking love you, Luke. You are my best friend.” You repeat the words he once spoke.

He almost looks like he is about to cry. He falls forward, laying his head on your chest. His nose buried in your neck.

He kisses your neck repeatedly, his hot breath hitting your skin.

“I’m so sorry.” He says repeatedly.

The tall lanky boy falling apart in your arms.

“I love you so much. I’m so sorry.” He says again.

You hug him, overwhelmed from how this afternoon turned out. You had fought before but never like this.

He kisses your neck again, but it wasn’t in a sexual way. It was in a loving apologetic way. Almost like he was giving himself to you.

Like you had when you first met him.

[Miraculous Ladybug]: A Full Commitment’s What I’m Thinking Of

idk man, i haven’t written the lovesquare in a while, and for some reason i wanted come crack-ish MiracuClass antics, so sue me

Link to Archive of Our Own: [AO3]

Title: A Full Commitment’s What I’m Thinking Of

Summary: Sometimes, when you’re friends are so obviously in love and they’re taking forever to get with the program, it’s time to take matters into your own hands. 

In which Alya takes matchmaking to a whole new level, Nino tries to be the voice of reason, the entire class is incapable of keeping a secret, and Marinette and Adrien just try to have a decent picnic


A Full Commitment’s What I’m Thinking Of


“A class picnic?”

Alya nodded as she scribbled a time and a location on the back of Marinette’s hand. “Yup. I figured it’d be fun. School year’s ending, the weather is beautiful, and exams are just about wrapped up. Thought it’d be a cool casual thing.”

“You didn’t tell me you were planning this,” Marinette said. “I could’ve helped you!”

“Oh, don’t even worried about it, girlie,” Alya assured. “You’ve been so busy with class rep stuff lately I just went and asked Nino for help. Worked out just fine, too. He’s been helping me handle music and food.”

Marinette smiled. “This is so sweet! I can’t believe you did all this for everyone. Is everyone else coming?”

“Oh yeah,” Alya insisted. “Everyone in class. Even Adrien.”

Alya expected some blushing and stammering, but Marinette merely blinked at her. “Adrien’s going to be there?”

“Of course! He was super excited when he found out you were coming.”

Marinette lifted both of her brows in surprise. “He was?”

Alya patted Marinette on the shoulder. “I would never lie to you. So yeah, you should definitely come. After school today, don’t forget.”

“Ok cool!” Marinette nodded. “Do you wanna walk over together with Nino and — ”

NO!” Alya shouted, hands darting out to grab Marinette’s shoulders. Marinette jumped in shock and leaned away from Alya’s frantic looking expression. Alya bit her lip and sighed out through her nose. “I-I mean….nah, i-it’s fine. I have to help Nino with….something after school anyway. Uh….I’ll meet you there a little afterwards.”

“Um…okay,” Marinette said. “You sure you and Nino don’t need any — ”

“Nope! No help!” Alya insisted, spinning Marinette around and marching her over to the locker room. “You just get your books together and meet us at the park. It’ll be a blast.”

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The Tattoo™

Request: Hi! Could you do a request where the reader gives Joker a tattoo. I really liked your tattoo story, you already did. Thank you <3

Originally posted by moviequotes0745

A/N: Okay I understand I use this gif for everything but ??  ? can I be blamed ? No. Fight me. 

Warnings: Death ment., scary joker stuff in general, tattoos, needles, etc. 

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