the shots of his face in the last 2

To be foolish

Title: To be foolish

Pairing: Reader x Peter Parker

Summary: Y/N has lived next to Peter since the 3rd grade and since has fallen hard for him, but Y/N doesn’t know he’s fallen just as hard.

Word count: 1,761

Songs: Slow Burn by Autograf

AN: So here’s part 2 of To be young! this part feels a little slow to me but I’m really excited about making the next part, so just bare with me lol. I hope you guys enjoy this part!

Heres Part 1: To be young

tagged@emrysaaryn@bubbles2428@dreaxs@marauder-lover@purecout-ure@therealme13posts , @tomllholland , @manyfandomstohandle

Originally posted by tomhollanderr



Its been about a week since Liz’s party happened and during that time Peter had completely started ignoring you, every time you sat by Peter he would get up and leave. In gym Ned and him started doing their stretches on the furthest part of the gym from you.

You were hurt. More then hurt actually, you felt broken. The guy of your dreams almost kissed you and now you could feel he regretted it, a lot. Hell he could barley even stand looking at you. Michelle finally spoke kicking you out of your horrid thoughts “Hey Y/N how ya holding up?” You felt her hand slowly rub your back in an attempt to comfort you. “Well MJ not very well, I’ve liked peter ever since he moved into that stupid apartment and when i finally got the chance to kiss him, he left me..” you paused looking up from the library table you’ve recently started coming to to seek comfort in being alone, “and he regrets it, he regrets trying to kiss me and won’t even do as much as give me the time of day.” Michelle’s hand dropped from your back and found their way onto your face and turned you to look at her. “Listen Y/N, maybe Peter has an explanation for all this.” She looked deep into your eyes feeling the sadness radiate off of you.

“Just maybe try talking to him?” she suggested pulling her hand away from your face. You sighed, she’s right i need to just woman up and talk to him instead of treating him like he is me. I need to be the mature one in this situation. You grabbed your books off of the table and made your way out of the library and towards Peters locker, Its almost the end of 6th period, the last period of the day.

The bell rang right as you made it to Peters locker and waited silently to confront the boy who made you feel broken, but he never came.

“Uh hey Ned?” you asked when you passed by him on your way to debate club, tired of waiting. Ned shut his locker and mad his way over to you with a smile on his face “Yeah whats up Y/N?” you felt a sick feeling over come you before asking whats on your mind, “Have yo-you seen Pete-Peter anywhere?” You stuttered out your question, averting your eyes from Ned’s suddenly feeling a gross kind of embarrassed over run your feeling of sickness. “No, actually i haven’t seen him since gym.” Ned replied as you two began to walk the same way towards the debate club. “Maybe he’ll be at the debate meeting today.” Ned said with a happy glint in his eyes, “How come you’re looking for him?” your heart drops into your stomach trying to think of something to say other than the truth, “We uh-we’re doing a project in chemistry together and i haven’t been able to get ahold of him.” You lie with a sick smile on your face, the lie seeming to convince Ned as you two walked through the doors of the gym to your now daily debate club meeting.

“Hey you two, hurry up and take your seats.” Liz spoke gleefully with a smile on her face before going back to asking questions to the 4 people sitting at tables on the small school stage for nationals that happen in 2 days.

You were getting settled into your seat next to MJ at the front table when you heard the door open to the small theater room open. You looked up from pulling your binder out of your backpack when you caught eyes with the beautiful chocolate ones that were so intimate with you just a week ago.

His gaze averted from yours making you feel guilty for even meeting his eyes in the first place. “Mr. Harrington, I need you to let me go to nationals.” Peter rushed his sentence out. You let out a small laugh you were trying to keep in. Peters head snapped over in your direction and the smile on your face grew wider and your laugh grew louder at his unexpected look. Not even 2 days have passed since Peter said he wasn’t going to nationals and now he wants to? “Well i don’t know whats up with Y/N but you can’t just show up at the last meeting before nationals and expect to be put back on the team” Flash spits confidently at Peter “Well actually Mr. Parker..” Mr. Harrington shot Flash the “shut up” look with his eyebrows raised “Yes you can, Flash can you grab Peters jacket out of my office desk please.” Mr. Harrington flashed a smile at Flash.

“Peters coming to nationals now?” Michelle lowly whispered just barely audible for you to hear, “this should be interesting.” She smiled down at her notebook as she began drawing god knows what.  


“Alright everyone needs to behave and no sneaking out after the curfew I’ve set, ten o'clock.” Mr. Harrington lectured you and the group of 10 teenagers. Liz, Michelle and you grab your key cards from the front desk and make your way up to your shared room with them. After getting settled in you decided to relax and watch some tv.

“Hey..” your attention got jerked away from the tv when it turned off suddenly “how about we go to the pool?” You looked over to see Liz gleefully smiling at you and Michelle with her bathing suit on. “Now?” you asked getting up off the bed you were sitting on “it’s 10:30 and isn’t the pool closed?” Liz slipped on her flip-flops “No it doesn’t close till 11:30 and Mr. Harrington does have to know, Plus being rebellious is good for moral…” she paused looking between Michelle and you “so hurry up and get your bathing suits on while I go tell the others.” you quickly agree with her and grab your suit out of your draw of the dresser.

“Michelle, you gonna come?” you ask from the bathroom while putting on your swimsuit on “No, I’m good here with the tv.” she replied as she plopped back down on the bed. You shoved your dirty clothes into your suitcase “Well you’ll just miss out on all the fun!” you called out leaving the room and making your way to the pool.

the pool is on the same floor as your shared room so all you have to do is walk down a few hallways, you make a round around the 2nd to last corner when you collide with something, or someone.

You fall back on your butt letting out a few mumbles of cuss words, “Oh god I’m so sorry, that was my-” The person stops when your eyes meet the familiar chocolate ombré orbs, this moment feeling more intimate than intended, you break your eyes away staring at the floor and taking peters now stretched out hand to help you up.

“Ok so-” a voice interrupts the moment you and Peter were having, “oh hey guys!” The smile of Liz comes into your view, “Hey Liz.” Peter coughs and you see a pink shade take over his face, you lowly scoff and roll eyes taking your hand slowly from Peters. “Are you coming to the pool too Peter?” Liz asks as everyone passes by the three of you “I wasn’t planning on it.” He laughs slightly catching your eyes only to look back to Liz just as you were about to say something you might’ve regretted Liz spoke, “Well you should, so hurry up and get your trunks on!” She whisper shouted the last part of her comment and the same pink shade that took over peters face took over hers.

You felt uncomfortable, like you were intruding on a private moment. “Please, its gonna be like a good luck charm for us!” She spoke as she walked away towards everyone else. Peter turned his attention back to you “You’re going swimming i’m guessing?” He scratched the back of his neck, looking everywhere but your eyes “well you heard Liz, it’s gonna be our good luck charm.” You sarcastically spoke trying to meet Peters eyes with your Y/E/C ones just once.

“Look could we talk about what happened last-” Peters eyes finally caught yours taking you off guard and causing you to choke on your words, the feeling of be unwanted right here in this moment overran your body making you slouch slightly “Look Y/N…” he paused as his phone buzzed in his pocket “I really have to go, could we talk later?” He sighed running his hands through his soft, fluffy brown hair. “Uh sure.” You whispered breaking eye contact with Peter and looking at the floor, Peter sighed once more before walking away “just- just please don’t forget!” You called to him as he turned the corner and out of your sight.

You started making your way to the pool again thinking about what just happened, did Peter even really want to talk? He hasn’t wanted to talk to me at all this past week so maybe he really did regret what could have happened that night. You reached the door to the pool and slid your keycard through the small slot and the door clicked open. You slapped your card down on one of the small tables “there you are!” Flash shouted from in the pool, “I was starting to think you ditched us for penis.” He laughed making your mood even worse than it already was. “Whatever Flash.” You slipped into the pool and just floated on your back looking up at the ceiling with a couple of windows at the top, just admiring the stars and wishing how you could just be one right now instead of having to deal with all of this .. drama? no that’s not the right word for it, but I’m not sure what is maybe- your thoughts get cut off when your eyes meet the ones you saw in the hallway not even 5 minutes ago.

“Peter?” You whisper so quiet no one else hears you, you see Peters eyes widen and then he disappears. You stop and stand on your feet in the small hotel pool still staring up at the window. What is he doing on the roof? Why was he staring at me?

You get out of the pool and grab a designated towel from a small rack in the corner of the room and sit down at a lawn chair.

What is going on?

artsywerewolf6  asked:

Yes, this blog is about trans peter, but how about trans peter and trans tony? I think it would really make peter happy if someone he looks up to so much was trans too

one time he and tony are on a mission to collect illegal weaponry from some of the vulture’s goons. the operation is at an abandoned warehouse surrounded by iron girders and steel beams.

“okay when we run in there i’m gonna yell ‘PREPARE FOR TROUBLE’ and then you yell ‘AND MAKE IT DOUBLE’ okay? we don’t have to say the rest of team rocket’s speech if you don’t want to but i think it would definitely throw them off guard and —”

“yeah, no, that’s not happening,” tony says, the armor of his suit coming up to cover his face ending the conversation. or so he thought.

“okay how about i waltz in and look at all the girders and i’m like 'wow this sure is a whole lot of iron…….. man’ and then BAM you fly in ayyyyy —”

“no,” tony says, rolling his eyes. “that isn’t even clever.”

peter pouts. “please?? you owe me!!”

“how do i owe you?!”

“i helped give you your testosterone shot 2 times last year!! both your arms were broken!!”

“okay first of all YOU were the reason they were broken, who just yells 'think fast!!’ and throws a 67 ton wall at someone and actually expects them to catch it???”

peter shrugs.

“SECOND OF ALL, pepper was going to give me both of those shots and you insisted that you be the one to do it so we could 'bond’. you wouldn’t leave my home until i said that you could give me the shots, and you accidentally spit on me twice when you were begging me to let you do it.”

peter throws his arms up in exasperation. “well i think it’s worked?? we have totally bonded, you adore me now!! so do you wanna go with the pokémon reference or the iron pun?”

“i swear to god —”

desires | jimin

Originally posted by kpopidolaegyooo

Pairing: Jimin + Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff/Smut + Bad Boy!Jimin

Word Count: 3.7k

Summary: It wasn’t your place to worry for him, you shouldn’t, it wasn’t good for you. But since the day you saw him that hurt, you couldn’t help it. 

Author’s Note: SO this scenario is kindaish based on lust but I also tied it in with this idea I had before where I wanted to write a bad-boy jimin au, so I kinda mashed it together! Hope you like it anon!!

Readers POV

You knew you shouldn’t have come. You knew coming would put you in trouble, especially after he told you not to.

But you couldn’t help it. Not after he came back hurt last time, hurt bad.

Flashback

“Wha-” you gasped, as you opened your front door at 2 am in the morning.

A body fell through, collapsing onto yours as your arms shot out to hold them from falling to the ground.

“y/n…” a low voice grunted, as you struggled to pull them up when you took a good look at their face, your eyes widening in shock.

“J-jimin?!” you cried in surprise as you cupped your hands around his pale and bloody face. Dragging him to your couch, he groaned in pain as you placed him down gently, careful of his wounds.

What happened to you…” you whispered, as he opened his eyes slowly, staring at you.

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Some K-pop songs recomendations.

Okay so, I decided to do this because I got really recently to 1.4K followers ??? That’s crazy, thank you. And also because I love talking about my favs, hehe. I’m going to put here the idols that I listen to the most and name my fav songs of each one of them. Btw, this is probably going to be really fucking long.


After School: Because of youFirst love, Flashback

Ailee: Heaven, Home, I Will Show you, Rainy Days, Why You Think I’m in Love With You

Akdong  Musician: 200%, Give Love, How People Move, Re-Bye

Amber: Beautiful, Borders, I Just WannaNeed to Feel Needed, On my Own

AOORA: Body Talk

BEAST: 12:30, Beautiful Night, Breath, Butterfly, Curious, Fiction (+ Orchesta ver.), Good Luck, Lullaby, Ribbon, Shadow, Virus, When I..

BIG BANG: FXXK IT, GIRLFRIEND, IF YOU, LAST DANCE, LET’S NOT FALL IN LOVE

BLACKPINK: BOOMBAYAH, As If It’s Your Last

CLC: Hobgoblin, Meow Meow

CNBLUE: Cinderella, Between Us

G-Dragon:  Untitled

Hi Suhyun: I’m Different

Highlight: Plz Don’t Be Sad, Calling You, Dangerous

Hyuna: Freaky, How’s This, Red, Bubble Pop!, Roll Deep

IMFACT: LollipopTension UpFeel So Good

Jay Park: Mommae, Sex Trip, I Don’t Dissapoint, All I Wanna Do, Aquaman, Me Like Yuh, Drive, On It

Junhyun: Flower, Too Much Love Kills Me, Wonder If

K.A.R.D: Oh Nana, Rumor, Don’t Recall

KNK:  KNOCKSun, Moon, Star

LEE HI: Breath, My Star

LR: Beautiful Liar

MAMAMOO: I Miss You, Décalcomanie, New York, Um Oh Ah YehYou’re the Best

MINO - Body

MONSTA X: Shine Forever, Perfect Girl, Broken Heart, Ex-Girl, All In

NCT U - Without You, The 7th Sense

NCT 127 - Mad City, Baby Don’t Like It, BACK 2 U (AM 01:27 ), Cherry Bomb, Sun & Moon, Whiplash, Summer 127

NCT Dream: Chewing Gum, My First and Last, Dunk Shot, Trigger The Fever

Nu’est: Overcome, FACE, Love Paint

RAVI: BOMB

Red Velvet: Candy, Happiness, Russian Roulette, Some Love, Wish Tree, Ice Cream Cake, Cool Hot Sweet Love, Dumb Dumb

Ryeowook: Like A Star, The Little Prince

Sechskies: Be Well, Sad SongPom Saeng Pom Sa

Seohyun: Don’t Say No, Magic

SEVENTEEN: Don’t Wanna Cry, Highlight, Don’t Listen, My I, Swimming Fool

SISTAR: Lonely, Loving U

SISTAR19: Ma Boy

Tiffany: I Just Wanna Dance, What Do I Do, Heartbreak Hotel

TRIPLE H: 365 FRESH

TROUBLEMAKER: Trouble Maker, Now, Attention

TVXQ: Champagne, Something, Mirotic

VIXX: Shangri-La, Dynamite, Fantasy, Love Me Do, The Closer, Error, Chained Up, Hot Enough, Milky Way, Super Hero, Eternity, Rock Ur Body, Voodoo Doll, Only U, On and On

WINNER: Baby Baby, Fool, Really Really, Sentimental, Different

Reckless Part 1

Character(s): Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warning: Violence, Angst…..! I’m so so sorry.

A/N: This was originally requested for Sebastian, but I could only think about scenarios for Bucky. So hold on to your seats.

Part 2


Originally posted by wintersthighs

Sitting at in the Quinjet trying to push aside all the aches and pains I’m feeling. The mission was successful but it was far from smooth. After months of trying to find the Hydra base, a tedious task, well hidden in a remote part of Siberia. We were split up into teams Bucky, Wanda, Myself, Tony - Captain, Natasha, Clint, Sam. 

Within 10 minutes of splitting we all got ambushed. Hydra was prepared but so were we. We took out 15 of the 20 men that attacked us. 

“Wanda on your right!” I yell blocking a punch, disarming the agent. Wanda using her powers to throw the agent into the last of their attackers.

Wanda and Tony secured the entrance while Bucky and I took out the rest of the agents. The last few standing were well trained than the rest. The agent charged at me, rapidly throwing knives. Dodging the first few grabbing two midair throwing them back, the agent falls to the floor lifeless. 

Bucky was surrounded by the last three. One lounging at him, he quickly starts throwing punches warding him off.

 I take knives out of my pockets tossing one at agent, one down. A agent sneaking up behind Bucky pulls out his gun aiming to kill. “BUCKY GET DOWN.” 

Bucky distracted by his current opponent doesn’t turn around. I quickly toss my other knife, the knife just missing him, he dodges and aims for me. I quickly flip and throw a punch. He’s quick, punching me straight in the jaw I tumble backwards. He aims for Bucky again, Bucky still holding off his opponent trying to turn around.

“BUCKY, MOVE.” I quickly charge at the Agent, he quickly turns his gun on me. Flipping, I kick the gun out of his hand, tackling him to the ground. I pin him down and start throwing punches.

“Y/N, Watch ou-” Bucky shouts. I feel the knife cut my arm, my grips slips and the Agent flips me over pinning me down. “You die for the soldier? You made an unwise decision” He growls, repeatedly swinging the knife. I can’t push his body weight off he’s too strong. Swinging the knife cutting you again “AAH!” 

He raises the knife, aiming to kill, Bucky kicks him off, one hit with his metal arm knocking him out cold.

Running over to me helping me up “Are you okay?!” 

“I’m fine Bucky” peeling back the fabric of my suit “I’ll just need to get a new suit, just minor cuts. I could’ve taken him you know” I chuckle.

Bucky is stone-faced shaking his head, his eyes scream disapproval. 

“What Buck?” Tony interrupts over the comm’s gives the meet up coordinates. ‘Understood’ Bucky turns off his comm, storming off. 

I trail behind him, confused at why he was upset when I covered his butt. Everyone straps in, I move down further to get the first-aid to clean my cuts.

“Buck, you alright? We got the files we needed and shut down the Hydra place. Something happen?” Steve questions his friend.

“I don’t know Steve, ask Y/N if something happened.” He growls.

“What are you talking about?” I mumble while peeling the band-aid with my teeth. “We all got swarmed by Agents, everyone finished their own fight. I told you I only have a few cuts, they aren’t deep at all so what’s the big dea-”

“The big deal is Y/N you’re always putting yourself at risk. You can be so reckless, no, not can be, you ARE reckless.” He stood up glaring. 

“Whoa Buck, I think you need to calm down.” Steve grabs Bucky’s shoulder trying to cool him down.

Bucky shoves him away. “NO. Y/N you always think that I can’t take care of myself in the field. I don’t need you watching my back all the time. 

“I was helping you out, what the heck is your problem? I had it under control.”

Raising his voice even louder “NO YOU DIDN’T. He had a knife to your face, you almost died. That was a irresponsible call, I can take the hits you can’t.” 

“I think you need to calm down Bucky.” Natasha says through her teeth. 

“Bucky, I was covering your back as your partner in the field I wasn’t going to let you get ambushed. I’m sorry I care so much and helped you out.” I stare at him.

“I didn’t ask for your help, I don’t need you to look out for me ever!” 

“Bucky I think you need to cool down” Steve pulls him back again.

I stand voice rising “So you want me to just stand back and watch you get beat to a pulp?!” 

“I could handle it myself Y/N, it’s better that I handle it instead of you constantly causing more issues on missions.” 

“What the heck are you talking about?! All I’m doing is helping you out! I’ve always had your back James in and out of the field.” 

Within a few strides Bucky was standing inches from my face. Towering over me, out the corner of my eye I saw Natasha defensively standing, ready to stop the situation. Steve uttering something, unable to catch it due to the fact Bucky was in my space, I could feel the heat radiating off of him. 

He was fuming “I don’t need you to have my back. I don’t need you. I. do. not. need. you.” 

“Barnes I think you need to sit down.” Tony says sternly.

“Bucky what in the world? You’ve stepped out of line, she was watching your back. And she has done nothing but support you outside of the field.” Bucky ignored everything Steve was saying.

I part my mouth to respond but I can’t find the words. My mind goes blank, the slight ache of my wounds don’t compare to the stab I felt in my heart.

Natasha pushed past Bucky, touched my shoulder, she knew how much I care for Bucky. Everyday those feelings grow stronger and stronger. They don’t matter anymore.

Staring at the floor I silently walk away taking the furthest seat away. I strap in keep my head down, folding my hands in my lap. Doing everything in my power to not let the tears that threaten to spill over to fall.

Apparently hours have passed since we have arrived back at the tower. The jet is filled with tension. Everyone gathers their things and silently exits, I unstrap grabbing my bag walking towards the ramp.

Bucky stands stopping me “Y/N, I..”

Staring straight ahead, avoiding his gaze I respond “No apology needed. I’ll be sure to ask for a transfer off your team first thing in the morning. Since my sincere actions have proven reckless. You don’t need me anymore. Understood Sergeant Barnes.” I walk around Bucky, tears stream down my face. That was the last day I spoke to him.


Part 2

3 + 1 times Otabek sees Yuri cry

otayuri | T-rated

“3 + 1 times Otabek sees Yuri cry“

Mentioned side character death; Implied/referenced sex

When you haven’t written anything for a long time, and end up warming up with angst that’s not actually angst but if it is angst it has a very happy ending.

1.

The first time Otabek sees Yuri cry is in the Grand Prix final in Barcelona.

He watches Yuri hide his face in his hands and collapse on the ice after finishing his free program, the thunder of applause and cheers making Otabek’s ears ring. When Yuri stands up to thank the audience there’s still tears in his eyes that glitter in the bright, harsh lighting. After the last bow Yuri manages to smile, and when he steps out of the rink he rubs his eyes with a sheepish expression on his face.

Their eyes meet, and Otabek gives Yuri a thumbs up. He swears he sees a lone tear roll down on Yuri’s cheek before he returns the gesture with a smile warm enough to make Otabek’s heart miss a beat.

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I Was Back At Arkham Asylum (part 2) - Jokers Daughter & Jerome

Joker x daughter!reader

Jerome x reader

Warnings: none

a/n: So this is gonna be a 10 part series, I did part 1. this is gonna be part 2, i have all of them planned out.I hope you guys enjoy this one as much as you did the last one.i was amazed that it went up to 113notes overnight, my other Jokers daughter imagines usually take 2 days to get to that or higher i am so happy you guys are enjoying this, you can request as much as you want this account is for things that can be series and have more than one part. if you want to request one-shots go to my other blog @chloe-skywalker request anytime on either of them.


Originally posted by ksenoglosja

“Hey princess” he said with his signature big smile on his face.

“Daddy, when can you come home?” I asked him as we detached from each other and sat down at the table in the room.

Truth was that being home with only Uncle Frost, yeah it was ok I felt fine I do consider Frost family. He is my dad’s best friend whether he admits it or not, and he has saved my dad more times than he should, which I’m grateful for.   But not having mom there and now not having dad either inside I feel alone like i have no one which if Frost wasn’t there I would be.

“Princess daddy plans on coming home in a couple of weeks.” he said in a shushed voice.

“Weeks?! Dad, I get things need to calm down before me and Frost break you out, but … Weeks” I basically yelled at him outraged.

“Calm down baby, I do not want to wait that long either to be home with my princess back in my arms causing mayhem. And under NO circumstances am I risking you being put in here, wherever your mother is, or worse. So yes weeks” he explained all serious. I rolled my eyes at most of it.

“Have you been givin them hell in here?” I said after a period of silence. Still pissed but calming down.

“You Know me, of course I have. They like to keep me in those annoying straight jackets” he said smiling trying to lighten the mood, to make me happy.

“Maybe they do that so ya behave, ever thought of that?” I said sarcastically, but smiling.

“Not behaving is something we have in common” he winked.

“True, I take that as a good thing means I’m just as stubborn” I stated and winked. He couldn’t hold back the chuckle that came out of him.

“And you should” he stated proudly.

“Killed any guards yet?” I asked generally curious.

“Four actually, one was a accident” he joked.

“With you killing, isn’t an accident” I said while smirking at him.

“Princess, they are gonna take me back to my cell any minute now. We should probably start wrapping things up” he said.

“Start saying goodbye visiting hours are up” the guard said peeking his head into the room.

“You are always good at timing” I said looking at him amused, considering not even a minute after he said that the guard says that.

“Love you princess, I’ll see you real soon” he said then laughed his famous Joker laugh.

“Love you daddy, be good so I can visit the terrifying Joker again” I said the last part giving him a smirk.

As I exited the room the guard escorted me down the hall, and my dad escorted by many guards down to the other end of the hall.

As i was walking to the stairs past the basically big cage where all the criminals in Arkham could take and hang out outside of their cells.walking past it me and Jerome caught each other’s eyes as i walked over to the door where the stairs are we kept eye contact once i opened the door to go down. I winked at him and he smiled that big creepy to some smile and i turned to go down the stairs.

Originally posted by capshark

Joker’s p.o.v

 After being in my cell for awhile after they put me back in. all i could think about was my daughter. I miss her like crazy, she is my only sanity i have left and it’s driving me nuts not being her her. Being able to have her in my arms, watch her sleep.

But i was also mad that i heard the guards talking about my daughter and Jerome Valeska talking and being flirty. Thinking about that makes me outraged, pissed. I remember the name from the news.

The question running in my brain is what does he want with my Princess?

Originally posted by blairwitchk

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part 3 

Tactic - [EXO] Dr!Baekhyun Au

Originally posted by baekintime

[A/N] Inspired by a real person.

A tactical approach. It’s a way of living. It’s the way most of us are living, whether we realize it or not… we are either thinking on how to make it happen and how to get there or– we will figure it all out along the way.

Either way, we are planning, in other words, using a tactic in order to have something happen in our way. But does that mean, we don’t believe in fate?

Not exactly. And Dr. Baekhyun knows exactly what it implies. Being a doctor wasn’t in the plan, and yet he stood fifth floor up, managing patients and catering to them. Baekhyun could thank his genius brain cells to have had pass five years of medical school.

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“Fair Play” (M)

Masterlist

Member: Chanyeol from EXO 

Genre: Smut (M)

Request: “ I want to request a Chanyeol smut! 😝 he’s being flirty and dirty mouth, you and him were playing pool, he teased you that he can ‘do’ you as hard and rough as his pool shot and if he wins, he’ll really going to do that. He 'does’ you on the billiard table. Please make it rough (you are good at making smut tho hahaha) thxxx”

A/N: Thank you for requesting and i hope you’ll like it!  ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ dammit now i feel like starting a Chanyeol CEO series…….


“Don’t worry, I know what to do Suho.”

“Ok so just remember that I only need to prove to Mr. Meyers that I do indeed have a date and then you’re free to ravish the bar to your full content”

“I SAID I KNOW WHAT TO DO SUHO” you laughed in his face, clearly seeing how nervous he was to make this deal happen.  You have been working for Suho for the past half year and if there was one thing you’ve learnt from working for a big successful CEO was, ‘don’t fuck it up’. Everyone in this world was so serious, that is before they actually reached the bar.

Suho had no time to focus on dating and in this world it was a must to have some nice arm candy by your side. So in those situations, you came into the rescue. You had fun accompanying Suho through these big galas because;

A.      Free drinks

B.      You gained recognition from other big CEOs in case things went downhill with Suho.

C.      Nice dresses weren’t so bad to wear….

D.      And the bartenders were often cute so…..you get the idea.

Tonight was a big night for Suho. He was about to close one of the biggest deals the company had in awhile, one he worked on for months now. And to say the least, he went all out. This morning you woke up with a big white box wrapped in a pretty little red bow, just near your bed. The custom made gown was probably more expensive than your entire apartment together. Needless to say she even looked better once it was on you. The red complemented your eyes and accentuated your curves just the way it needed to.

“Thank you again Y/N. For doing all of this for me” Suho offered you his hand, along with a smile.

”What are you talking about? I’m only here for the bartender” You managed to let out a laugh from Suho, yours coming out with his.

“Sure you are” he gave you a sarcastic look. Helping you out of the limo, only a minute after and you were already at the entrance of the amazing Meyers mansion.

“ABOUT TIME” Chanyeol and Kyungsoo ran at the sight of you. Both worked with Suho on this deal, both were also dateless. You’ve seen Chanyeol around the office many times but never actually had much contact with him other than ‘would you like some coffee?’. You had to admit both of the boys looked extremely polished tonight. Chanyeol recently dyed his hair a bright red, God knows why…but it did look better than you’ve ever imagined it could.  Kyungsoo had a slick black suit on, just right for his broad shoulders and built figure. Chanyeol had on what you could have sworn was the same exact suit, because when do men suits actually look different.

“You look rather ok cleaned up” Chanyeol made his remark for the night as you hit him across the shoulder, earning an obnoxious laugh from his devious smile.

All eyes were on you and Suho now. Almost instantly, you spotted Mr. Meyers and dragged Suho along with you so you could indeed confirm Suho wasn’t a lone wolf tonight and possibly free yourself from his grasp for the night.

“Suho, I see you’ve brought quite a beautiful young lady here tonight.” Mr. Meyers had his famous 3rd glass of champagne in his left hand while he greeted you two and shook Suho’s hand.

“This is Y/N. She works for me. We’re quite the team indeed” Suho smiled brightly at Mr. Meyers and tightened his grip on your hand.

“Well as much as I’d like to stay and chat with your beautiful assistant-“

“Date” Suho interrupted Mr. Meyers before he could make a rude remark.

“Date. I do believe we have some things to discuss.” Mr. Meyers offered to lead Suho into his office, Suho gladly taking the offer and mouthing a thank you at your direction.

Ok, Suho got his wish which now means you are free to do just as you wish-

“Would you like to dance Y/N?” A tower long Chanyeol stood behind you, taking you by surprise. He was all smiles and hope that you’d say yes.

“How convenient of you to ask just when the song has changed to a slow one.” You shook your head at his display of pearly teeth.

“I do have my ways” He playfully winked, offering you his hand which led to you taking it because why not dance with a tomato looking CEO.

The song that had suddenly switched was, Slow, soulful and really beautiful to listen to. Obviously Chanyeol thought the same because the smile on his face never disappeared. Your arms naturally wrapped themselves around his neck, pulling him closer as his own hands made their way to your hips, slowly swaying to the rhythm of the beautiful piece.

“You look beautiful tonight.” He whispered into your ear, his lips caressing your ear.

“Thanks tomato man.”

“You don’t like it?” He let out a laugh, facing your face that was fighting a giggle too.

“No…It looks good but somehow teasing you sounds better than complimenting you.”

“Ahhh you’re a rough kind of girl aren’t you?” Chanyeol scoffed.

“Don’t even start.” You shot him a death glare.

“WHAT?” He burst out in laughter.

“One more sexual reference and I’m out” your fingers pointed at the exit.

“Fine, fine no sexual references…for now” He laughed again, earning a head shake and a scoff from you.

Another song came on, this time slower and more romantic, building an atmosphere along with it. You quickly glanced over to see Kyungsoo dancing with what seemed to be the assistant from the 3rd floor. ‘Damn, well done Kyungsoo’  you thought to yourself.

“Hey I have a suggestion.” Chanyeol suddenly interrupted your thought process.

“Go on” your eyes met again, faces inches away from each other.

“How about next event you come with….wait for it….ME!” He smirked at you.

“And why would I do that?” you scoffed.

“Because-“ his face suddenly was closer to yours, lips almost touching yours as he moved slowly closer and closer. Before you could realize what was happening, your eyes closed themselves as his flattered close along with.

“And to hype up the party a little, how about this next track!” The DJ yelled, changing the song selection to a more upbeat one. With cue, Chanyeol pulled away instantly, his gaze set on anything but your eyes. Nothing was left between the two of you aside from the awkward silence.

“Hey Y/N come on I have to tell you something amazing!” your co worker pulled you away from Chanyeol, leaving his gaze on the floor, smiling bitterly.

You could have sworn she wouldn’t shut up any time soon. Her story about the girl working on the 4th floor that just got engaged and how she met her fiancé was about the least interesting thing that has happened tonight. Your mind wasn’t even with her. Strangely it was thinking of Chanyeol.

‘He looks really cute in that suit and that smile shouldn’t make me feel things but it does. His hair looks really cute and for some reason I really wanna run my fingers through it but WHY AM I THINKING ABOUT YOU CHANYEOL GET OUT OF MY HEAD’. Your thoughts took over, leaving the woman’s story faded in the background.

“Oh I’m so sorry Y/N but I have to leave you alone for awhile. I heard that there was a cute bartender and I’m sure you’re curious too but- actually on another thought, you coming?” she winked at you.

“Ah no thank you, I’ll pass for tonight” you refused her offer, only wishing she would leave you alone. And she did, finally. And you were left alone. Suddenly you remembered that this mansion had a very big famous billiard room that you have yet to see. Making your way there, the door was already slightly open and the sound of pool balls being kicked around echoed through the room.

“Ah I thought I’d find you here” you leaned against the open door, smiling wickedly. Chanyeol turned around with a surprised expression right before it turned into that familiar smile. You made your way to the table and grabbed a cane.

“You play?” Chanyeol raised his eyebrow at you.

“Billiard isn’t the only thing I play” you smirked and sent him a sarcastic wink.

“Well would you look who’s making sexual references now” he chuckled.

“Thought I’d let you have a taste of your own medicine” you positioned your cane right in front of the perfectly triangle stacked pool balls on the table.

“You see…the thing is….it doesn’t bother me” a small smirk snuck on his face. “Tell you what. We play a match, if I win I get to go with you as my side kick at the next event. If you win, you get to do anything you want with me” he smiled.

“What’s….anything?” your eyebrow rose.

“A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G” he mouthed slowly.

“Great so making you go in the office one day dressed as a girl it is!”

“I did say anything….” He burst into laughter.

Without wasting any more time, Chanyeol made his first shot and from there on he was on a solid lead. Every shot you made, he beat. Suddenly you realized that you might not win that easily. Making another shot, you were now on the lead. Chanyeol looking bitter scrunched his nose and concentrated his mind back on the game.  His cane was positioned at the last 3 balls that were left on the table. One shot and he wins, two shots and you win. He shot you a quick smirk before hitting 2 of the balls at the same time, leading them to hit the 1 remaining ball.

Chuckling, Chanyeol threw his hands in the air, a smug smile written all over his face.

“I win” He made his way to your side.

“Hey there tomato man, don’t let this get into your head.” You shot him with a cute devious smile.  

“Oh come on you love my red hair” he smirked again, this time taking another step closer to you.

“Please…” you chuckled. “I love nothing about you. You’re obnoxious, filthy rich, childish and-“You were interrupted with the sudden touch of his lips on yours.

“Keep going” he hummed into the kiss. His lips caressed yours, slowly excitement took over Chanyeol and he deepened the kiss, pulling you closer by your waist. His tongue was asking for entrance against your now wet lips. Your lips took hold of his, letting him in and before you knew it he lifted you up on the pool table and his hand made its way to your thigh.

“Wait-“ you managed to get out as you pulled away, breathless.

“Is there a problem?” his breath was on your swollen lips.

“Do you really think that I’m gonna let you fuck me on a pool table?” you let out a little chuckle.

“Look, drop the act. We both wanna fuck each other and if I’m gonna have to stand here and stare at you for one more second in that dress then I’d probably explode.” His hand reached your cheek, his rough thumb caressing it.

You immediately attached your lips on his, falling into his rough approach. Your hands made their way to his chest, dropping his jacket on the floor and loosening his tie. He let go of your body for a minute and helped you strip himself. Undoing each button slowly to tease you, slowly he reveled his toned body and you could have sworn that his biceps were gonna tear that shirt apart. Where did he hide those?

He noticed you peeking a look at his body which made him smirk against the kiss. “Like what you see?” he asked. Instead of answering, you attached your wet lips onto his exposed neck, dropping his shirt completely while you worked on the hicky you had in mind. He moaned against your ear, dropping his head back. His deep voice gave you chills with every whimper he made. All the while his hands worked on getting your dress off, making stops along the way to feel your curves and chest under the red fabric.

Your hands grabbed his belt, quickly undoing it as his lips made contact with your chest, peeling the dress off of your body with every peck he left on your skin. He lifted you up with a quick movement to let your dress slip on the floor. Revealing your figure that was only wearing black lace panties, your breasts now exposed too.

Without hesitating, his hands pulled you closer to his body, leaving no space in between. He brought your lips into another heated kiss as your hands caressed his apparent bulge inside his black boxers.  You felt the cold metal of his expensive watch make contact with your thigh, his hands making their way to your wet spot. Moving the panties aside, his fingers ran through your folds, feeling how wet you were for him.  He couldn’t wait much longer with this game so his hands took action and ripped your panties in half. Immediately attaching his thumb on your clit, massaging it with pressure earned him a few more moans.

“Fuck me…..CEO Park” you whispered against his lips as his one hand squeezed your thigh in desperate. You had him wrapped around your finger, he wanted you more than anything right now.

A couple more circles around your bud and your arm pulled him onto your lips once again, begging him for more. His hands grabbed the band of his boxers, pulling them down to reveal his long hungry erection. He pulled you closer to his hard on, caressing your heat. A deep breathless voice left moans at the length of your neck. Spreading your legs wider, Chanyeol grabbed your hips, guiding them as he slowly entered you. Moans made their way to his ears, leaving a hungry look in his eyes as he adjusted himself inside of you. Once he was deep in he began to thrust, first as slow as his hips could tease but increasing his rhythm once you started rocking your hips back and forth against his.  

His length ripped through you, leaving you breathless and your body on fire. His hands were all over your body along with his lips. Every thrust fed your need for him. His thrusts began to speed up as he felt your walls clench around him. Once he hit another one, stronger than all of the others, the ball of fire at the pit of your stomach came crushing down. A little after and Chanyeol came too with your name on his lips.

“I have to tell you something” he whispered with his head resting at the crook of your neck.

“Yes?” you brought his lips up to yours.

“I don’t play fair.” He pulled you into another kiss.

A Friendly Favour [Part 2] (M)

Originally posted by taehyyungs

[Part 1]
Warning: Smut. And Taehyung hurting my feelings bc I can’t kiss his face.

“Did you do it?”

Yoongi’s voice grated on your last nerve, your fingers clenching around the glass you were holding tightly enough that you were surprised it didn’t shatter in your grip. He had been seated on the other side of the counter for the last half hour, pestering you. You shot him a glare through your bangs as you turned to place the newly cleaned glass on the shelf with the others.

“Oh my God,” He groaned, his head falling back, “You did.”

“Yoongi.” You said, your tone a snipped warning.

“I can’t believe it.” He wiped a hand over his face as he tipped it forward once again, eyebrows drawn together in a dramatic expression of anguish.

Yoongi.” You repeated, more sternly.

“I can not believe you fu–” His sentence was cut off by you snatching a dishcloth from the counter and cramming it into his open mouth.

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kuro212  asked:

Hi, I love your blog! Can you have 2d be jealous??

Jealous 2D is my weakness tbh
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Whenever you and the band got the chance, you liked to go out drinking. It was always a great night out- karaoke with Noodle (she was always better than you), doing shots with Murdoc, and playing pool with Russel. 2D was always by your side when the two of you were drunk- he became exponentially more clingy as the night went on. It was cute, to be honest. You had been at the pub for about 2 hours now, and in Murdoc’s opinion, the night was just getting started. “More shots?” He asked, smirking at you. “I can out-drink you any day, old man” you grinned back, as the bartender presented you another 2 shots of whiskey. “Jus’ give us the bottle” he said to the bartender, laughing darkly. He put the bottle of whiskey on the table, chuckling slightly and walking away. The two of you did shot after shot, and had began to form quite a crowd. People were placing bets on who would give up first, most of the bets being placed on your projectile vomiting across the room. “£10 says the hot one passes out!” One man shouted, holding a tenner in the air. “Aye! And if she does, I’m taking her home!” Another man replied, laughing. 2D, who had been standing behind you with Russ chatting and laughing the entire time heard this, and his eye began twitching. “It’s not worth it” Russ said, noting the anger in 2D’s eyes. 2D sighed, crossing his arms and glaring and the men. You were oblivious to all of this, continuing to drink with Murdoc. You’d drank far to much for someone of your size at this point, as had Murdoc. Yet you carried on. One of the drunk men in the crowd of betters made his way up to you, tapping you on the shoulder. You looked up, pouring another shot down your throat and making a face. “Aye, love, why don’t ya just give up and come home with me? I’ll show you a better time than this!” He winked, leaning on the bar in-between you and Murdoc. Murdoc watched, wondering what the fuck this man thought he was doing. They were trying to do shots here? The man flirting with you failed to notice the 6"2 man standing behind him, an incredibly angry look on your face. You looked up at 2D, wondering what he was going to do. The man flirting with you looked behind him to see 2D. “Jealous, mate? They clearly like me more, don’t ya love?” He asked, turning to face you. That was clearly the last straw for 2D, as he punched the man in the face. Very hard. “What the fuck?” He screamed, hands flying to cover his bloody nose. “Get away from them. Now.” 2D growled, staring at them as they moved away. 2D stood next to you, as the crowd began to disperse. “Woooah” you giggled, looking up at 2D. You were still a bit too drunk to understand what was happening. “Was face-ache jealous?” Murdoc asked from behind 2D, downing another shot. “No!” He said defensively, crossing his arms again. You leaned up against 2D, wrapping your arms around him. “You okay, love?” He asked, patting your head. You didn’t reply. “I think they’ve fallen asleep..” 2D, attempting to pick you up. “I wiiiiiiiin!” Murdoc celebrated, before planting his face rather violently on the table.

Why Her? (Part 6)

Prompt: You’re in love with Chris Evans…but your best friend is dating him

Warning: language, adult content-ish? Jealousy, drama-rama

Word count: 1227

Note: This is for one of my bestest friends. I hope she enjoys it! @amarvelouswritings This will feature Sebastian Stan and OFC Lexi. This is a drabble/short chapter series. Beta’d by the perfect @like-a-bag-of-potatoes

Forever Tags: @amarvelouswritings @cocosierra94 @essie1876 @magpiegirl80 @letsgetfuckingsuperwholocked @harleyquinnandscarletwitch @iamwarrenspeace @marvel-imagines-yes-please@superwholocked527​ @myparadise1998

Chris Evans Tags: @obsessedwithmisha@camigt1999@lostinspace33@alwayshave-faith@elleatrixlestrange

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The following morning, you woke up a little stiff, the ground definitely not as comfortable as your memory foam mattress back home. When you got up, Chris was the only other one awake and he was brewing coffee over the new fire.

“Good morning,” he greeted with a grin that could win ten Oscars alone.

“Morning,” you muttered taking the cup he offered you, trying to calm your raging emotions.

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Voltron Soccer/Football AU

Lance:

•Mid-fielder
•Number 7
•Great trick master
•BREAKING ALL THE ANKLES
•"They call me the nutcracker because of how I execute nutmegs"
•Came up with the color scheme
•Most active player on social media

Keith:

•Striker
•Number 45
•practices all day, every day
•Best at corner shots
•Has a merchandising deal with NIKE headbands
•Record of 10 yellow cards and 4 red cards in a single season
•Trash talk™ even to the other teams face

Pidge:

•Mid-fielder
•Number 5
•Spends time in the locker room listening to music and making the Micheal Phelps Face™
•Queen of fakeouts
•Plans all of the team’s public appearances

Hunk:

•Defender
•Number 2
•Total sweetheart and apologizes when he accidentally trips or bumps into someone
•Beat Lance in a juggling contest by 4
•Cooks all of the team meals on Friday (team bonding night)
•Last hope player

Shiro:

•Striker
•Number 00
•People claim he and Keith have a telepathic bond for shots on goal
•Fakeout shots
•Always has a strategy for every situation
•Films Lance for his YouTube videos
•Has done multiple makeup and sports clothing commercials
•Secretly dating someone but REFUSES to say who
•works out after games

Allura:

•Team coach
•Wears a jersey with the number 1
•Practice 5 times a week or else
•Screams at the team the entire game
•Helps Pidge plan public meetings
•First time soccer mom

Matt:

•Goalie
•Number 69
•Has Pidge and Keith warm him up
•Dive master™
•Once saved a ball that was way too high to see, coming in really fast
•Best friends with Lance
•Cool kid off-feild but will yell and scream as much as Allura on-feild
•"PUSH UP"

Shay (human version):

•Defender
•Number 15
•No. Mercy.
•Steals balls almost as well as she steals hearts
•Secretly dates Hunk (literally everyone knows about it)
•Header champ
•Somehow— for some reason convinced the team to do a nude photo shoot
•Dirty Jokes™
•False sweetheart

I’ll Be Good - Part 9

Masterlist  -  Series Masterlist  -  Part 8  -  Part 10

Summary: Series - You’re an old colleague of Natasha’s who finds herself face to face with the Winter Soldier on the wrong end of an Avengers’ op. Chapter – After a few weeks of life with the Avengers, you’re starting to feel more comfortable with most of the team, but definitely not all.

Warnings: Swearing, drinking (’Mee, A Summary ^_^)

Word Count: 1983 - Whoa! I got carried away! But it’s lighter reading this time.

Author’s Note: I’m sorry this one took me so long. I really just want to get back to the angst and the fighting, but I felt like this story needed a breather and a time warp, and that was hard to do and still maintain these aloof, complicated characters. I warned you this one would be different, hopefully you still like it. It’s the calm before the storm. As always, feedback is welcomed happily!

Originally posted by crappr

The room echoed with the sound of the Commander’s fist pounding the table before him. With an irritated glance the larger man seated at the table turned to the cowering informant. “You can go back to your post now.”

The man disappeared with a nod, as the Commander hissed in a low furious tone, “Why don’t I have that perfidious little mercenary beneath my boot right now?! It’s been weeks!”

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anonymous asked:

Bakugou + 2?

“Did you enjoy yourself last night?”

You rest yourself carefully against the couch, trying not to move too much. The headache was killer and you felt like you may throw up once again, despite the lack of food in your stomach.

“I have no idea. I don’t remember.”

Bakugou handed you a glass of water and some painkillers, then plopped down next to you.

“I told you to cool it after your third shot.”

“I had fun. I don’t regret anything.”

“Dude, you asked Deku if you could play with the caterpillars on his face while standing on a chair and then fell on your ass.”

“Are there pictures?”

“Not of that, no.”

“Then I regret nothing…”

Whiskey Tango

Fandom: Fairy Tail

Pairing: Nalu

Rated: T

Summary: Without a second thought, Lucy quickly downed one last whiskey before jumping to her feet and grabbed Natsu by the hand without a word, dragging him to the dance floor. He didn’t seem to mind though, stumbling his way after her with his face flushed and graced with a smile.

Word count: 5247

Just a one-shot I thought up as I had a really rough week not too long ago with midterms and projects and this was the result. 

This deals with anxiety and alcohol and all that jazz so just a heads up on that.

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I read tags guys so if you wanna leave a quick comment it’d be really appreciated! 

Also thanks to the amazing @x-benihime for your help with this. It honestly probably would have been shit without your input so thank you <3 


                                  Into each life some rain must fall.
                                   -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


“A double whiskey please.”

The bartender nodded, pulling out a bottle of Jameson and pouring it into a glass, handing it across the bar. Lucy sighed, looking down into the glass with a sort of resentment before knocking it back in one swing. It had been a long week with her midterms and assignments all shoved together forming her own personal hell.

She ordered another.

She was tired. She was so tired, and she just wanted to drink and have a well-deserved break. It was a Friday night, and she didn’t have anything due again for a while so she told herself why the fuck not.

Though, she supposed, getting wasted at 8pm alone probably wasn’t the best decision she made in a while. But she didn’t have anything else to do (except study and catch up on some work, but who’s counting), and her friends all decided to go home for the weekend, so here she was. It’s not like she minded the alone time though; the bar was really relaxing at this time with only a few people around, and the music was pretty calming.

In any case, at least she would get a good night’s sleep for once.

“What’s a pretty lady like yourself doing all alone at a bar on a Friday night?” Turning towards the voice, Lucy fought down the urge to visibly shudder. An older man- probably in his 60’s- sat beside her, leering down at her.

Forcing a small smile onto her face, she politely lied, “oh I’m not alone, just waiting on my boyfriend. He should be getting here any minute.” Lucy turned her back on the man and turned towards the bartender, ordering another drink.

She was definitely going to have a headache in the morning.  

“Well that’s awfully rude, making his little miss wait so long.” The sickly voice drawled, slurring on his words and making Lucy twitch. She thought she had dealt with the situation.  

She just wanted to be left alone.

“I came early, he isn’t late. Totally my fault.” She avoided looking at the man, trying to give him the hint to leave her alone.

She heard a chair scrape against the floor, and glanced over to see him moving closer. She internally groaned, not in the mood to deal with this at all.  

Just as he was about to say something else- probably something sexist and degrading- she felt an arm slip around her shoulders, a voice whispering in her ear.

“Just go with it.”

Startled and confused, Lucy glanced to the side to see a man with pink hair and a large grin plastered on his face, hand giving her shoulder a squeeze.

“Hey babe, sorry I’m late. Got caught up with some work.”

Lucy saw the old man get up and move, probably to find some other poor young girl to creep out. The pink haired man moved his arm away taking the seat next to her, looking sheepish.

“Sorry for just springing up out of nowhere, just looked like you were really uncomfortable so I thought I’d try to help.” His cheeks were a bit rosy, from embarrassment or alcohol Lucy didn’t know. He scratched the back of his neck, almost absentmindedly as he ordered a drink.

“What’s your name?” she blurted out, face heating up after realizing she had been staring.

Whiskey was not her friend in that moment.

Looking surprised, the man quickly regained composure and offered her a large grin. “Names Natsu, nice to meet ya!” He threw out his hand, which Lucy took without a second thought.

“I’m Lucy. Nice to meet you too.” She supposed she should have been a bit more skeptical of the guy, but he seemed familiar- though she could place how- and he was, simply put, very attractive.

“I know.” Eyes going wide, Natsu started to fumble his way through his slip up. “I mean, you go to Magnolia University, and, well I’m not a stalker or anything, I know that’s what it sounds like but ah, we’re in the same economics class and, ah shit this is weird, but you know my roommate Gray and-”

Lucy couldn’t help it; she burst out laughing. This was honestly one of the cutest things she’s seen in awhile. At least she knew now why he seemed familiar.  “Oh! You’re Gray’s friend who sets things on fire all the time! He’s told me about you.” Apparently he even caught himself on fire once. Lucy remembered wondering why Gray would live with someone who could potentially set their whole apartment on fire, but to each his own.

Natsu’s face seemed to heat up even more at the fact that she knew about his pyro-like habits, and she suddenly felt bad. “But he’s also said you’re a great guy and a decent roommate, besides the fact.”

That seemed to ease him up, as he suddenly sat up straighter and a smirk appeared on his lips. “Ice princess said that? I’ll have to keep that in mind.” He leaned forward slightly on the arm he had resting on the bar, “got any other ammunition I can use against him?”

Lucy rolled her eyes, taking a sip from her drink. She briefly wondered when it had gotten half empty. “I’m not helping you out in whatever weird competition you two have.”

He downed the rest of his drink, quickly ordering another. “How do you know him again anyways?”

“My mother and his father went to school together and were good friends, so we used to visit each other a lot as kids.” Lucy smiled fondly while thinking of her raven-haired friend. She can’t even remember a time when he hadn’t been there, he just always was. “He’s like my brother honestly.”

Natsu’s brows squeezed together in confusion for the briefest of moments, but Lucy saw it. Her mind was in too much in a haze, however, to figure out what was confusing. She should probably slow down on the whiskey, but she was having fun, and she wasn’t quite drunk yet.

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I’d Rather Drown

(Inspired by “I’d rather drown” by Set it Off. If you enjoyed this fic and have prompts for ships like H2ovanoss or Minicat or Terrornuckel leave them in my inbox and I’ll write as much as I can!)

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“I can’t trust you.”

Four words that Jonathan wanted to say. He had to. But his heart is stopping him from doing it, so he just sat at the bar of some club near his house and started downing two shots of vodka. He needed to forget the feelings he suffered, the feelings that he sadly caught, the feelings that were bound to hurt him again after a long period of peace.

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moonchildcorbin  asked:

Prompts #4 and #29 with Baron Corbin please

Prompts: #4 “I’m too sober for this.”

              #29 “How is my wife more badass than me?”

You and Baron had got married just before his debut at the main roster. As he liked to put it “This is gonna be the best year of my life. I get to be married to the woman of my dreams and make my mark on the main roster.” After Baron debuted at the André the Giant battle royal his career skyrocketed and he was already challenging Dean for the intercontinental championship. You were also set to have a championship match, at wrestlemania it would be a fatal 4 way ladder match for the womens smackdown title. On the lead up to wrestlemania you’d been practicing a couple new moves, you were a bit of a risk taker so it was no surprise that some of your moves involved you jumping off a 20ft ladder onto the floor below. Of course Baron wasn’t to happy about these new moves, he’d seen how these could easily go wrong and if they didn’t end your career they’d put you out for a good few years or possiblyend your life, but you were willing to risk it for the championship, you’d been over looked to many times for the championship and now you finally have your shot you weren’t going miss it.

It was the night of wrestlemania, you were sat chatting to some of the girls when Baron approached you. “Can I talk to you for a second honey?” Giving you a concerned look he motions with his head towards a more private area back stage.

“Sure thing babe.” Jumping down from the crate you excuse yourself from the girls and follow your husband.

“Don’t do your finisher off the ladder tonight.” Baron looked at you, eyes practically begging you.

“Why not? I’ve been working so hard to get these moves perfect.” You sigh folding your arms across your chest.

“I know but you never know how it’s going to go out there and I don’t want the move to go wrong and something happen to you.” Baron pulled you into him kissing your hair line.

“I know you’re scared but there are always risks with this job. I’ve been waiting for this opportunity for 2 years and I want to show that I belong here and that I deserve that title. Not all of us can just waltz in and get a title shot so soon.” Nudging him slightly you see a small smile appear on his face.

“Just be careful okay?” He leaned down to place a sweet kiss to your lips, pulling away when your name was called by one of the stage hands.

“Right that’s me. Hopefully when I see you later I’ll be your new woman’s champ.” Smiling you leaned up to give him one last kiss.

“Good luck babe! Go kick some butt!” Chuckling you make your way to the gorilla ready for your entrance music to play. Throughout the match you were dominating the other females, your new moves were definatly paying off. Baron was stood with a couple of other superstars watching your match, practically chewing all his nails off both hands. You had Alexa possitioned on a ladder suspended between the ring and the barriers, grabbing one of the larger ladders you pushed it into the ring, opening it up. The crowd, seeing what you were doing started to go crazy chanting “This is awesome!” grinning you quiuckly checked to make sure none of the other women were getting up. Noticing that none of them were you climbed to the top of the ladder, pulling the pose you normally did before jusmping off the top ropes.

“I’m too sober for this.” Baron commented seeing your current possition ontop of the ladder. Leaping up you performed the perfect swanton bomb onto Alexa, sending the 2 of you crashing through the ladder onto the ground below. Catching your breath you couldn’t help but notice how crazy the audience were, their chants pushing you on, stumbling up you pulled yourself into the ring seeing Naomi reaching for the title. Sprinting up the otherside of the ladder you throw a punch at Naomi, catching her off gaurd causing her to slip and fall into the ring. Seeing an opportunity you quickly climb to the top of ladder and perform a modified version of Finn’s Coup De Grace taking Naomi out of the picture. Pulling yourself up once more you climb the ladder and start undoing the belt, the crownd cheering you on. Finally undoing the belt you hold it triumphantly above your head as tears start to fall.

You could hardly hear the anouncemt that you were the new smackdown womens champ over your music and the crowd shouting “You deserve it”. Rolling out the ring you had round to fans thanking them and taking some pictures with them before excitedly making your way up the ramp. Once you reach the top you turn to face the ring you hold the belt above your head one last time grinning before you exit through the Gorilla. As soon as you step backstage you see Baron leaning against the wall waiting for you, once he sees you his eyes light up and a smile spreads across his face. Striding over to you Baron picks you, spinning you around and places a passionate kiss to your lips. “How is my wife more badass than me?” Smirking at you he places you down, admiring how you looked holding the belt.

“Because your wife knows how to kick some serious butt.” Naomi comments as she walks over to congraulate you. You thank her and the ther girls for an awesome match as the walk past, heading back to the locker room. Turning yur attention back to Baron you notice he still has a goofy smile spread across his face.

“What?” You question, folding your arms across your chest, hoisting the belt higher on your shoulder.

“Nothing. Just the belt looks goood on you.” Blushing you look to the foor as Baron gently lifts you face up to meet his for another kiss. “Congradulations champ.” He mutteres against you lips making both of you smile.


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Masterlist

BTS(Suga):Lies (One-shot)

Previous: JK

In short, a cheater fanfiction

“Me, who was punished”
Suga x reader (one-shot)

  Yoongi and you had been blissfully married for 2 years. He had been the most caring and protective husband the past 2 years. He always looked cold and collected but in actual fact he was easily jealous and blushes easily. If you could put it into words. He was the perfect man. So what was such a perfect man doing with you. He was handsome and successful while you were ordinary looking and well, should i put it, average in capability. So this much was to be expected when he was no longer the perfect man for you but another woman.

   Sometimes, you wonder if yoongi actually tried to keep it from you and failed miserably or just did it blatantly because he couldn’t care less. 5 months ago, he started to return really late from work almost every other day giving excuses such as last minute meetings yet now, he couldn’t even be bothered to give excuses. 5 months ago, he would come back with a really pungent cologne covering the woman smell of sickening perfume yet now, if smell wasn’t obvious enough, lipsticks marks on his necks were more than enough. 5 months ago, he would actually go on dates with you yet now, if he actually comes home for dinner, it would be a miracle.

  Many of times you would have cried yourself to sleep, thinking through if you should  end this relationship but as you dragged on day by day, time passes and it has been 5 months nearing 6 months of him cheating on you. You loved him, there is no doubt in that. Did he love you? I’ll have to question that. 

  As usual, you would wait for him for dinner, and ended up sleeping on the couch. And in the morning he would have left for work without you knowing. What was all of this for? But fate has never let you down. It gave you a reason to leave.

  That night you stayed up all night to wait for yoongi to come home to end this hurtful relationship. He looked shocked to see you awake when he opened the door looking disheveled.

  “You are still up?” he questioned.

  “Well. If i look asleep to you then you wouldn’t be talking to me.” you replied.

  “What the actual. Whatever.” he replied, before slamming shut the door and walking to the bedroom you both shared,

  “Stop. Yoongi, we need to talk.” you spoke seriously. That was the first time you called him by his name with no “oppa” at the back.

  “What do you want (Y/n)? speak.” he answered.

  “Let’s get a divorce.” you said, trying to hold back your tears, looking calm.

  “Well. It’s about time (Y/N). I was waiting so long for these words from you. I don’t even know why you tried to stayed with me.” he replied coldly. You were shocked beyond words that he didn’t tried to make you stay. Well, it was better that way.

  “I will get the divorce papers ready. (Y/n), since we are divorcing willingly by both parties. You won’t need any alimony fees but i will just give you this house since we shared it.” he continued, before going in to pack his luggage and leave this house without even looking back.

  The moment he left, you broke down on the floor crying. You knew why you had to do this because all good things must come to an end.

1 year later

  Yoongi was well very unhappily married with his new wife. When he received a call from your lawyer and went to the law firm.

  “Mr Min? Have a seat.”Your lawyer spoke.

  “Miss (Y/L) have left you a letter. You will understand everything once you read it.”

  Yoongi took the letter and opened it:

  To: Min yoongi

  Dear Yoongi,

  You must be surprised to have received this letter. Sorry for interrupting your life. But if you are reading this, it means i am gone. I was actually planning to give my pathetic assets to the charity but on second thought i decided to give it to you. I know it isn’t much but the house we shared meant a lot to me and i was hoping if it would meant as much to you. The memories we shared in the house was blissful for 2 years which i cherish a lot. Really a lot. You were the only family i had and i was grateful for that. Well, we could have another family member but remember the day you didn’t pick up my call? Your current wife had find me and wanted me to leave you but i wouldn’t she shove me down the stairs causing me a miscarriage. I just wanted to let you know, she is not good enough for you so please find a better person.

  Please don’t blame yourself, yoongi-oppa. Because you cheating on me wasn’t the reason i left. I was diagnosed with last stage cancer and had little time left. I wanted to mend this broken relationship but fate didn’t let me. To be honest, i really hated you at one point but as i reflect back on the times we spent together i was grateful because you were there for me at least in a part of my life. This is really the last goodbye. Please stay safe and happy. 

With that, Thank you for being the most beautiful memory in my life.

With love,

(Y/n) Min (If you would give me one last chance of calling myself your wife.)

  Yoongi clutched the letter in his hands, and a tear streaked down his face, you were right, his wife married him for his  money and had affair straight after, the baby in her stomach were not even his.

But life have no second chances.

I was being punished for my mistakes.

But why did she suffer for my mistakes?

Originally posted by shittyoongi

WOO. i finally completed a one-shot. Guys since i have 2 on-going fanfictions. i Might take turns to upload one every week. But i promise if i have time i will upload both each week, *pinky promise* I really dislike my school people. sighs. Any advice on how to deal with really arrogant people? ):

-J.L