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Iron Lady” - [Jeremy Irons / Tom Hiddleston - Multi-chapter]. 

SummaryWidower Jeremy, falls for and marries his son’s friend despite tripling her age. And just a few years later, his health problems and the return of his best friend, Tom, to London, make him doubt his marriage and wonder if his wife would be better off with a younger man like his friend.

Chapter II: “Books”.

Previous chapter(s): 1.”Horses”.

Written by: A.Wölf.

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The next morning when she woke up, she stared at Jeremy who was still fast asleep.

She paid close attention to the way his chest rose with every breath, and gently caressed his eyebrows with her fingertips. Then she reached out and grabbed the book he had been reading the previous night from the bed stand and studied the cover. She knew it like the back of her hand, and it sent her back in time to the very beginning.


Jeremy would always keep his studio door ajar just to stare intently at her.

She and his son, Max, were in the living room working on yet another college project. As much as Jeremy tried to focus on the papers in his hands, every time she spoke or moved, he’d instinctively glance up through his glasses and even find himself smiling when he heard her giggling.

She leaned over the coffee table to write something down and when she looked up, she met Jeremy’s eyes. He was sitting behind his desk, surrounded by envelopes and with a cup of coffee in his right hand which had probably gone cold already. She showed a warm smile as she tucked her hair behind her ear and turned her attention back to Max who started reading a paragraph out loud.

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Baby Bear

Originally posted by korydweninterim

Yongguk was greeting his members as they arrived with gifts in their hands. He was so excited to see them there and among the rest of the important people in your life and his. They were all there for one reason…to find out if he would be the father of a baby girl or boy. Himchan was the only one without a gift but Yongguk already knew why. “Yongguk so can you just tell me already? I don’t like this buying something neutral. If it’s a girl I want to buy her cute bows and dresses.” 

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Good Girl Ch 28: Birthday Pt 3

I can’t help but laugh at the sight of my dear Sehun in a cute pink apron. He pouts cutely at me, “Baby, stop laughing and get over here so I can put yours on.” Doing my best not to laugh I join him on the other side of the counter of a beautiful bakery we took over. On our way in we passed all the delicious looking cakes and other desserts that Sehun scolded me for trying to eat.

Set out on the counter is a premade cake all ready for us to decorate, different colored frosting, candies that look like jewels and many other things. Sehun hands me a knife with a warning look, “Don’t get hurt and don’t tell Kyungsoo hyung that I let you use a knife or I’ll spank you.”

My response is out of nowhere and surprisingly automatic, “Is that a promise?”

“Watch that pretty mouth of yours,” He dips his finger in one of the bowls of frosting and pokes my nose.

“Daddy,” I whine.

He chuckles, leaning in close he licks it off with a satisfied smirk.

“So what have all of you guys been doing today?” I wonder as I try and smooth the frosting out.

“Business stuff.”

I nod, knowing that is the best I’m going to get, “Speaking of business stuff, I heard about what’s going to happen this summer. Are you excited to follow your brothers around?”

He scoffs, “It’s freaking ridiculous. I swear to god the only reason they decided to do it, is because they were jealous that we would get you while they were at work.”

“I wonder what you guys will do with me.” I’ve never been left in the house by myself before, they barely leave me alone in a room. There is always someone right next to me, I frown at the idea of being alone again.

“You will be coming with us without a doubt. We already discussed renovating the empty floor below their offices into a place for you to hang out while we are working.”

“Good to know I have nothing to worry about. I never thought I would say those words,” I chuckle. “I’m liking this situation more than I thought I would.”

“Situation?” I can tell he’s offended. “Is that what you think this is?”

I stop what I’m doing to meet his glare. “This,” I gesture to the both of us, “is a relationship. I love you, all of you. But when I first got here, it was a situation, don’t you try to tell me it wasn’t. We were still trying to figure out how we all felt about each other. And the main situation I’m talking about is the whole daddy thing. I never thought I would do something like this but I love it.”

“Really?”

I nod, “I didn’t really enjoy the possessiveness and all the rules but after awhile I began to see it as love. No one except for Jihyo ever really took care of me so I didn’t really think I could do it but now I’m all for taking a step back and letting someone else drive.”

“So you are really happy here with us?”

I click my tongue at him, “Of course, I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t.”

He comes closer and kisses me softly. “I love you too.”

We spend our hour decorating the very ugly cake in too much frosting, candy pearls and multi colored sprinkles. Our laughs are probably heard by passers by and the people who live above the little shop. When Kai comes in I’m sitting on the counter while Sehun is cleaning my face. Like me, he can’t help but laugh at Sehun in an apron and covered in frosting from the food fight we had.

“Don’t make fun of my Sehunnie!” I defend my dongseang by pulling him into a tight hug.

He chuckles in my embrace, returning the hug and kissing my softly, “Noona, you’re so cute when you’re protective.”

“Okay lover boy, she’s mine now,” Kai pouts. Sehun rolls his eyes before pecking my lips and lifting me off the counter. Kai help me with my jacket and leads me out of the shop. “Looks like you had fun,” He teases wiping away some frosting that got on to my neck.

“I did, I’ve been having a lot of fun today. What are we going to be doing?” I ask as we walk aimlessly down a busy street, Kai’s are is around me.

“Well since you weren’t able to find a dress for tonight when you were with Kris, we talked about it and decided to let you window shop instead of us just giving you options.”

“I would accept any dress you guys gave me.”

He cocks his head at me and gives me one of his signature grins, “Really? Even that baby doll one I picked out for you? Kris said you hated it.”

“That was you who picked it out? I was guessing Luhan or Soo.”

“There is a street of shops up here, if you want to go inside any of them just tell me.” I nod. We wander into random stores that seem like they would have what we’re looking for but in every store we come up empty. Yes, we find pretty dresses that we like but nothing that is good enough in Kai’s eyes for me. After walking out of the fifth store we continue along for about ten minutes until I see the perfect dress on a mannequin in on of the windows. I point it out to him and without question he leads me strait into the store and up to the counter. “We want that one in a size 3.”

The woman behind the counter seems to recognize him and bows quickly before rushing off to find the dress in my size. I raise a brow at him, “I didn’t know you guys were so famous.”

“Infamous fits us better. We have some bars and restaurants around here so we are pretty well known.”

The woman comes back in the dress in hand and it’s absolutely amazing. I can tell from the smile on Kai’s face he likes it too. It is a modern, toned down version of the dressed he had picked out for me at the dress store. It’s a nice ivory, with lots of lace and an open back. I thank her, she leads me to the dressing room to try it on.

“Even if you decide you don’t want it for dinner you are getting that dress for me,” Kai teases from the other side of the dressing room door. Since the shop is open to the public he thought it would be better for me to change myself. I love it even more when I have it on, it ends mid thigh, and reveals a small amount of my chest threw the lace. “Baby, give me one second, the shop owner wants to talk to me about something.”

“Okay!” I look at myself for a few more minutes feeling very narcissistic for doing so. I remember seeing a pair of shoes that would go great with it and decide to go find them. The shop isn’t very busy, there is group of boys just coming in but I’m too short to be seen amongst the clothing racks. I find the pair of golden heels I’m looking for and begin searching for either Kai or a worker to help me get my size down from the high shelf.

“Can I help you with something Beautiful?” I turn around to find a strangely attractive man with a jaw that could cut threw glass.

“I’m just looking for my boyfriend,” I answer calmly, my alarms don’t ring so I don’t feel threatened, not to mention Kai is most likely within screaming distance and my other daddies are somewhere near by.

“Boyfriend?” He clicks his tongue, “What a shame.” His eyes rake over me, “You look very familiar, have we met?”

I’m debating if he’s still hitting on me or being serious when a familiar voice calls my name, “Miss. Jooyoung!” Junhoe comes over to me with a group of boys trailing behind him.

“Junhoe!” I give him a small bow, sighing when he returns with a full 90 degree one.

“Miss. Jooyoung?” The sharp jawed man questions a bit breathless.

Junhoe nods, “This is the girl Hyungnim tells us about.”

The man is on his knees bowing in an instant, “I’m so sorry, please don’t tell Hyungnim, he will kill me. No, he’ll do worse than kill me! Please don’t tell him!”

“It’s fine,” I say trying to get the man to stand up.

“Hyung, stop your fucking crying,” Another boy steps up and gets the man from the ground.

“I don’t want to die!”

“You are not going to die, at least not because of Jiyong oppa, my boyfriend on the other hand looks like he is about to rip your head off.” I finally see Kai in a full black suit and he looks really good but he does not look one bit happy.

“Tell Jiyong hyung that if he wants to see our Jooyoung he can come himself instead of sending his fucking foot soldiers, I would respect him more,” Kai growls as he pulls me away from the group of boys.

Foot soldiers, huh?

They don’t look very intimidating, maybe it’s because Kai is here glaring down at them. A smaller one, he doesn’t look more than a few inches taller than me, and the one who picked up his friend from the floor are the only ones who don’t look like they about to cry. The more I look at them, the more I think of my friends, are they my daddies foot soldiers, at least some of them? These boys don’t look much older than me but looks can be deciving, especially the little one.

The mean one steps forward, “Our boss doesn’t know we are here, we are off the clock,” From the way he talks I’m guess he’s the leader of the band of boys.

“What a coincidence that we run into you and Seunghyun in one day?” Kai’s glare doesn’t falter.

“Oppa,” I say sternly, earning all of their attention. “It was an accident. Junhoe looked genially surprised to see me.”

“You know them?”

“Only Junhoe, he’s a waiter at Jiyong oppa’s restaurant.”

Kai sighs, “I’m sorry, I just feel like Jiyong hyung might be a little bitter that we took you on his day with you.”

“He is bitter but he plans to make up for it this weekend,” The boy explains coldly.

“You should smile more,” I say flatly.

His eyes flicker to me but another boy answers me, “Our boss has been really irritable today because he won’t see you for awhile and he’s been taking it out on our hyung. Once our boss calms down, he’ll relax.”

I nod in understanding, “Sorry if he’s being a pain. Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Could I send a picture of you in that dress to him?” The small one asks already pulling out his phone.

“Hell no,” Kai snaps.

“Oppa, it will only take a minute,” I snap back firmly. I eye him up for a minute, wondering if he will pull out the daddy card and say I’m breaking a rule or something but instead he takes a deep breath to calm himself.

“Fine, I’m going to pay for that dress, did you want any shoes?”

I nod and point to the box on the high shelf that he easily reaches, “Anything else?”

“You should get that suit. You look really handsome,” I give him a small smile hoping it will make up for the time we are missing. He tries not to blush but fails, quickly turning away. “Okay, go ahead and take the picture. I have to get back to my oppa.”

The small man comes forward and takes a picture of me smiling, he bows, “Thank you.”

“I hope it helps, I gotta go, will I be seeing you guys this weekend?”

Junhoe nods, “We are the boss’s guards this weekend with his head of security, Youngbae Hyungnim.” I nod as if I understand who he is talking about, thanking him silently for adding another name for me to learn. We say our goodbyes and I go to join Kai by the register.

“I swear that man is stalking you,” He says without looking my way.

“I’m sorry, I seem to attract trouble.”

“It’s not your fault, we are the ones who put you in the situation to meet him. You just need to stop being so amazing and drawing all of these bad guys in.”

“Lucky for me I have a thing for bad boys,” I tease as I give him a back hug.

“And bad boys have a thing for sweet girls like you.”

“It makes me laugh how all the bad boys want to protect me from other bad boys.”

He chuckles, “You are either the luckiest girl in the world or unluckiest.”

“If being unlucky got me where I am, I’m just fine with that, I don’t want to be anywhere else right now.”

He wraps an arm around my shoulder and pulls me close, kissing the top of my head, “My baby is so sweet.”

“Oh little one,” Xiumin’s sweet voice calls out. I’m taken away from Kai’s embrace and pulled into Xiumin’s. “I’ve been so worried about you,” The older man coos.

“Minnie,” Luhan whines, “I want to see her!”

“You guys fight like children,” Kai scoffs at his hyungs, only earning himself a few smacks to the head. I’m dragged back to the dressing room where the dress is gently pulled off of me and am dressed in work out shorts and a t-shirt. Xiumin pulls out a pair of sweatpants to where over the shorts until we get to where ever we are going. Kai is gone by the time we come back out. They each hold one of my hands in theirs as we walk down the street, I feel as if they are closer than they need to be but I’m enjoying the warmth.

“I hope you are ready to have some fun,” Luhan beams at me.

I laugh at their childish cuteness, “What are we going to be doing that has you guys so excited?” A dirty thought passes threw my head and I stop in my tracks once we enter some tall building. They look back at me concerned. I don’t know if my naughty thoughts are right but can’t help it when my body starts to tingle at the thought. Of course I’ve thought about sleeping with more than one of them at a time but the idea just seemed too deviant for me to suggest myself. I didn’t think it would be them to suggest it though, I’ve always thought it would be Baekhyun and Chanyeol or Kai and Sehun. Definitely situations I would not mind but still the two oldest have always been very selfish when it comes to my time with them, for them to agree to this something must be up.

“What’s wrong little one?” Xiumin questions.

“Are you not feeling well?”

I want to uses the right words to not make it sound so perverted but end up saying, “I don’t think an hour is enough time for us three to have sex.” They look from me to each other before busting out laughing, my face flushes at my own words.

“We were not planning on having sex but it seems to be on your mind,” Luhan manages to say threw his laughing.

“We were going to play a game of soccer but if you really want we can head up to an empty room for a quickie. I’m not a fan of sharing but if you really want,” Xiumin teases.

“No, no, soccer is fine,” I mumble as they continue pulling me along with a pout on my face.

The oldest clicks his tongue at me, “Who would have thought that our baby would have such a dirty mind?”

“It’s good to know Baek and Yeolie can go on with their plan,” Luhan glances back at me with a smirk on his face.

“Their plan?” I whimper.

“They have been wanting to have threesome with you for awhile now. They hardly stop talking about it when you’re not there. But they were afraid it would be too much for you since you are still our innocent baby.”

We walk down a few flights of stairs until they open a door to an indoor soccer field. I let go of their hands to run out on to the field just for the hell of it. It’s been forever since I actually ran and even after ten minutes of me just running I don’t really want to stop. But I’m not given much of an option, Luhan takes it upon himself to tackle me to the ground, rolling us over so he takes the impact.

“Are you having fun baby?” He says rolling over once more so he’s on top of me. My chest is heaving and my heart is racing, he looks about the same as me, already exhausted from such a sort run.

“I haven’t ran in forever, it feels so good to be in the open.”

“You are really fast for being so small,” Xiumin plops down next to us in the same condition as us.

“Were you chasing me?” I hadn’t noticed them at all, I was way too focused on the free feeling in my body.

“You were lost in your own head like usual,” Lulu chuckles kissing me shortly.

“So soccer?” I question once Luhan rolls off me and I sit up.

“Have you ever played?”

I shake my head, “I’m not very coordinated so I stayed away from sports but I really want to try if it’s with you guys.”

“We’ll go easy on you,” Xiumin pats my head.

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“It’s funny,” Y/N said. “If you took off your glasses and threw on a cape, you’d look exactly like Superman!”
Clark laughed. “Too bad I can’t fly.”
“Yeah, but you should definitely come to the office Halloween party as him next year. It would be amazing!”
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Paying the price

Chapter 13

Originally posted by fuckyeahphysica

@pathybo @tigpooh67 @jojuarez26 @beautifulramblingbrains @lets-play-truth-or-dare @bookwarm85 @love17mwh @deepfrz @iammarylastar @carefultheyspit @jaiboomer11

Originally posted by mxsiclyrics


„Come on, Lexi! Just these two!” Avery whined, shoving two shot glasses into my face. I gave her a stern look, already having declined for three times but she was relentlessly in her tries.

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I can’t

Genre: Smut (Based on a scene from The Vampire Diaries Season 5 Episode 16) 

Pairing: Reader x Jeonghan [Vampire AU!] 

Word Count: 1k-ish 


Originally posted by wonshi-17

“No, it wasn’t her fault. I was the one who ripped his head off after I thought you left me. That is how much control you have over me!” He yelled at you, his glass of bourbon in hand and bangs neatly tucked behind his ear as he looked at you irately.

“And I’m still here, that’s how much control you have over me!” You snapped back at him as you leaned against the doorway.

God, it hadn’t even been two days since you got back and you were already arguing with him.

“Just listen to us, God, we’re so fucking toxic for each other.” He shook his head in annoyance, “I kill your friend and you just find someone else to blame for it.”

“You want me to blame you? Fine Jeonghan, it’s all your fucking fault. You screwed up, again.” You sighed, rolling your eyes in frustration as you walked closer to him until there were mere inches separating you.

“Thank You!” He remarked sarcastically, taking a drink from his glass before turning his attention back to you.

“You put me in a position where I have to defend you again, and again, and again, where I have to bend my morals, again, where I have to go against anything and everything I’ve ever said or believed in again, just because I love you!” You yelled at him, your hands pushing at his chest as you stated each and every fact out to him.

“Then stop loving me!” He threw the glass to the floor as he looked at you, his eyes turning a deep, dark shade of red that you knew all too well.

“I can’t.” You answered him and instantly you felt two hands cupping your cheeks, pulling you into a long, hard and passionate kiss.

One second you were standing in the middle of the living room, arguing with him and the next, you were pushing the vase off of the table as Jeonghan lifted you up and seated you on the wooden surface, lips hungrily devouring your neck as you pulled at his hair.

“We can’t keep doing this every time we argue,” You pointed out in between kisses as he lifted you up, your legs wrapping around his waist as he took you to the bedroom in a hurry, pushing you down into the bed.

“You mean you can’t,” He ripped your shirt, hands ravishing your breasts and making you arch your back.

You glared at him, baring your fangs and flipping him over so that he was the one lying underneath you, your hips straddling his laps as you moved your hips to grind on him.

“I, on the other hand,” He chuckled at your expression as his hands gripped your hips, “most certainly can.” He smirked up at you, not only infuriating you further but also making your craving for him worse.

You tore his shirt off, letting it join yours on the floor as you ran your hand over his chest, bending down to bite on his neck.

He pushed his hips upwards as pleasure coursed through his body from the bite, giving you a taste of the friction you were craving oh so desperately and a moan slipped from your lips. Distracting you with his movements, he flipped you over again such that you were lying underneath him, your stomach on the mattress, as his lips traced a path from your neck to your back while his hands held you in place.

Fuck, Jeonghan.” You struggled helplessly against his hold, making him smirk as he pressed a kiss on your neck.

His hands fumbled with the button of your jeans before pulling them down with your underwear, the cold air hitting your bare skin making you whimper.

“God, you’re so fucking beautiful.” He remarked, turning you over so that he could press his lips against yours, slowly moving his mouth down to your neck before biting it, piercing the soft skin with his fangs and making you that much wetter.

“And you’re mine.” He moved back to look at you, licking his lips that were smeared with your crimson liquid, “I don’t care anymore.”

He unbuckled his jeans, letting it fall down before pressing his hardened erection against your dripping folds as he looked at you with lust.

“You,” He pushed himself inside you, “are mine to taint,” he began moving, bending his head down as he kissed your chest, hands firmly planted on either side of your hips to hold you in place as your hands placed themselves behind his neck.

“Fuck Jeonghan, yes!” You exclaimed when he hit that sweet spot that made you convulse even more tightly around him, making him groan before he silenced his voice by biting the other side of your neck, drinking your blood and heightening your lust.

“You are mine to break,” He chuckled, hoisting one of your legs over his shoulder to push himself even deeper inside you, and you screamed at the pleasure, his name dropping from your lips endlessly.

“But most importantly,” Here, he looked at you lovingly, “You are mine to love.” And before you could even respond to his words, he pulled your lips into a kiss, effectively silencing you as he increased the pace of his thrusts.

“I-I love you too, Jeonghan,” You replied back to him before your eyes fluttered shut as you reached your peak, wave of pleasure crashing down on you and knocking you out with the ecstasy.

And as you convulsed around him, it only took him a few more thrusts before he too, came undone inside, filling you up with his release before collapsing on top of you.

You breathed heavily, trying to regain some of the oxygen that you had lost and he looked up at you, the previous emotions of anger replaced with satisfaction and you ran your hand through his hair.

“Yes,” He spoke out as he lifted himself off of you and laid down next to you, “you’re mine, and I’m never giving you up.”

“Good,” you retorted, kissing his cheek as you snuggled closer to him, “because I have no intentions of ever leaving you.”

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Procreation - Ch 12: Vive la Révolution!

Summary: After the Exodus disaster, about 150 people have survived and found a way to repair the Ark. They don’t know if the 100 are still alive, so the council decides to do what it takes to ensure that the human race will survive, and edicts a new law: Each person between the ages of eighteen and fifty are obliged to have a child. Strictly Kabby.

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A/N: A few of you were in favor of the “Marcus overthrowing the government” idea that I totally wasn’t jokingly put forward in the last chapter, so here we go… Porn&Politics, my favorite two things to write!

Next chapter will be the last chapter of this story.


“Moving on.”

Nodding, Abby carefully placed the file she had just been busy reviewing, to the back of the stack of files she had in her hand. With a deep sigh, she licked the tip of her middle finger and opened up the new line of their subject.

Looking up, she watched Marcus do the same before adjusting his glasses, and throwing the file a thoughtful look. He had stopped shaving for the past few days, and now his face was embraced by a lovely stubble Abby was yearning to touch.

No. Not here. Not now.

“Now, has everyone looked over the report we have received from the Farm Station?” Jaha’s voice sounded strained. Everyone was aware of their predicament.

“We are running low on rations.” A council member sitting next to Abby spoke up. Marcus looked up and nodded upon hearing the woman’s statement, scratching his stubble.

Abby squinted her eyes and carefully examined the papers before her; various numbers and graphs danced around in front of her eyes. It was all a blur. God, she really needed to get glasses.

“Any comments?” Jaha asked the small group. A man sitting next to him shook his head in desperation.

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Tastes of Heaven (Vampire AU: Suga)

Request: Vampire yoongi au. Where he only likes the taste of the o/cs blood


You were his, his personal source of blood, his love. To those around him in the blood drinking business he was one to go through many different flavors til he got to you, vampires called it playing with his food but by far that was not his intentions. You were one to be part of the trade and a horrible on at that. Your family offering you in return he doesn’t kill them, he’s seen the cruel acts his parents had done to you. He wanted to save you and he did that, now oh now you were his. His tastes have changed since he met you, his pickiness for blood changed as well.

Now amongst his friends he had you sitting in his lap. Stroking your hand lightly as he held it. To many it would be obvious he cared for you, no one else was to have you and you weren’t treated like the others. He treats you like a spouse. 

As he sat around his friends he was offered a drink by one of the other girls it was thick, red, and fresh. He thanked her as he took the ‘beverage’ a statement was made that made them all laugh, as he finished giggling he brought his drink to his lips proceeding to take a sip. As soon as the substance his taste buds he coughed it up and threw the glass to the ground making everyone look at him.

“That is vile” he said in disgust “no it’s straight from the tap” Hoseok joked dorkily before Jin shook his head at his stupid pun. Namjoon brought the glass to his nose swirling it as the aroma wafted to his nostrils, pulling it away he took a sip “this is excellent Yoongi, I have no idea what you’re talking about” he stated before smiling “I believe you’ve grown a certain need for a certain flavoring” he continued tilting his head to look at you. 

“I bet she’s heavenly” Jimin stated looking at you licking his lips lightly. Yoongi gripped your hand tightly “you’ll never be allowed near her for any reason of the sort will you ever be allowed to even taste a drop of her” he growled. Your hand lightly caressed his jawline making him turn to look at you “are you hungry?” you asked him “I was drinking as a social thing, you don’t have to” he smiled. 

“If I wanted you to?” you asked quietly you, you rolled up the sleeve of your black dress showing your wrist. “You’re too good to me” he smiled taking your wrist. You were expecting him to bite down right away but he didn’t. His lips lightly touched placing a small kiss to it before his tongue ran out and wetted the skin, you felt the light scrap of his teeth against your skin was a feeling you craved now.

His teeth sunk in finally, he let out a light moan while you bit your bottom lip. You looked at the other’s who looked hungrily at the scene infront of them. Yoongi pulled away slowly and looking up at you. Lips nicely coated like lipstick of your blood as his tongue peaked out licking it off of his lips before he kissed your wrist again. He then grabbed your sleeve and rolling it down “thank you baby. You’re sweeter than any before” he whispered. “We have hungry eyes watching” you lean down to whisper into his ear, he looked up to you with a smirk “let them” he said pulling you closer to him than before.

His little girl (Joker fanfiction)

Request: Are requests still open??💗 If they are then could u maybe do one where you are Batman younger sister but you are also secretly in love with the Joker?? 

A/N: I’m thinking about making this into a series. Comment or message me if you like the plot and want more

‘’Y/N!’’ your big brother Bruce shouted from downstairs. He had invited you to this year’s Wayne party. To be honest, you were never that interested in all of his escapades. Sure, you grew up rich, but you always made sure never to take that for granted. Both Bruce and Alfred were extremely overprotective of you. When your parents died all those years ago, you were just a baby, so you didn’t have any memories of them.

Even though Brucey was just a little boy, he had made a promise that day to make sure you never got in harm’s way. You were only Y/A, so you’d never been invited to these parties before. 

There was always a lot of alcohol and a lot of adults. Don’t get me wrong, you loved how protective Alfred and Bruce were of you because it made you feel safe and loved but sometimes you were just annoyed with their constant checking up on you.

Alfred still did things like make you breakfast and put your socks out for you, as if you were still a little girl who needed help getting dressed. 

It had been about a year since Bruce told you his big secret. At first, you ran into your room and locked the door, crying. Refusing to believe that your big brother actually was the Batman. Although when you thought about it, it all made sense.

You eventually learned to live with it and now you were proud of your big brother, saving the city and everything. A knock on your bedroom door made you turn your head. ‘’Y/N? I called you, is everything alright?’’ a worried Bruce spoke from outside your bedroom.

 You sighed and shook your head. ‘’Yes, big brother, I’m just getting dressed, relax.’’ Bruce sighed and leaned his head to the door. ‘’You know I don’t want to be clingy, but I worry about you. I don’t know what I would do if anything happened to you.’’ 

Sighing, you walked over and opened the door. ‘’I know you do. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine. I will not drink alcohol and you will find me in the retirement section with Alfred.’’ Bruce laughed and messed up my hair. ‘’Eyy!’’ you laughed at him and pushed his shoulder. 

‘’By the way, you are not wearing that.’’ He glared down at your black, opened leg, V-neck dress.

‘’Aah, my bad. I’ll go put on my jumpsuit’’ you mocked him and stuck your tongue out. Bruce stopped and shook his head. ‘’I’m serious Y/N, that is way too revealing, it’s not appropriate.’’ 

You glared at him and dramatically surrendered using your hands. ‘’Got it, officer.’’ ‘’Funny. Party starts in ten minutes, so hurry down.’’

You walked back into your pink room, contemplating on whether or not to change into something less revealing. It wasn’t actually too revealing at all, it just showed of a little leg and a little part of your chest, barely even a glimpse of your cleavage. 

However, your toe showing was apparently enough for it to be branded inappropriate.

When you were going to introduce yourself to people, Alfred and Bruce had told you to say your name was Marie. Only a handful of people knew that you were Bruce’s little sister.

 After the murder, Alfred payed off the mayor to keep your life a secret. According to the newspaper, the little baby died along with the parents and poor little Bruce was left alone.

That was the same moment Alfred had the Batman-idea. You went to school but under the name Smith.

 It was kind of hard for you to make friends because you always froze when people asked about your family or if they could come visit at your place sometime. Eventually, Alfred had you pulled out of school and tutored you from home.

Because of your lack of a social life, you didn’t have much experience with boys or kissing. You had never really kissed a boy. That being said, you didn’t really have the opportunity to either. 

Whenever you left the house, Bruce always sent someone with you, in case something happened. 

He always stayed at a distance, so you wouldn’t feel pushed into a corner, but you could always feel his presence.  

A couple of months ago, you had begged Bruce to just let people know the truth. What was so wrong about the world knowing Bruce Wayne had a little sister? That night, he had sat you down and told you about how some of the villains in Gotham knew his identity. 

A few years ago, he had gotten sloppy and two-face was able to rip his mask of his face. Of course, every citizen in Gotham knew who the infamous boy billionaire Bruce Wayne was.

His identity had been well kept by Two-face and the others, figuring there would be no fun in revealing his true identity. Bruce had a lot of enemies in Gotham and if any of them found out that he had a little baby sister, you would immediately become a target. 

Because that would mean the Batman had a weakness and a weakness can be leveraged.

Understanding his side of the story, you had accepted that it would just have to be like this. To be honest, being kidnapped by a group of notorious Gotham villains didn’t sound that much fun, so you guessed it was for the best.

You walked over to your mirror and looked at the dress, hugging your body. It went down to about your knees, revealing a bit of skin on the right leg. It was short-sleeved and black velvet. 

You felt really glamorous in it and chose a pair of small golden heels to match. Applying some pink lipstick to your full lips, you headed downstairs to Bruce’s big mansion.

 When you walked down the stairs, you could see hundreds of people in suits and dresses, champagne glasses in hand and chattering about business and grad school. Scoffing to yourself, your eyes started searching for Bruce or Alfred. When you made eye contact with your big brother, you raised your eyebrows and hurried over to him.

 He glared at you when he saw what you were wearing, but kept his mouth shut, figuring this wasn’t the time and place. ‘’This is Marie, she’s an intern at Wayne Enterprises.’’ Bruce gestured towards you and you smiled gently and shook people’s hands, introducing yourself. ‘’You look awful young for an intern, dear.’’ An elder lady spoke and looked puzzled at you. ‘’Oh-uh, thank you, I suppose. I took my college degree a few years earlier.’’ 

The lady nodded her head and took a sip of her glass. Just when you thought you were off the questioning-hook, the man next to hear caught your attention. ‘’How old did you say you were again, miss?’’ Everybody’s eyes were on you.

You noticed Bruce starting to look a little nervous. ‘’Oh, I didn’t sir. I’m 21.’’ You lied and smiled at him. ‘’Oh well then, pour the lady a glass of champagne!’’ he exclaimed and the butler came rushing towards you. 

You had to hide the smile that was forming on your face, when you saw Bruce’s eye twitching.

Taking the glass of champagne, you thanked the butler and excused yourself. Bruce followed you and leaned into your ear. ‘’ You couldn’t have said twenty, could you?’’ he said with a stern voice. ‘’Ah, come on, Brucey, One glass.’’ Bruce looked at you and sighed heavily. ‘’Fine, one tiny glass.’’ You giggled and walked away from him.

Everything was so strange. When people thought you were a grown up, they treated you completely differently. The party seemed to be going smoothly, everyone was chattering, laughing and toasting. 

That was until I noticed a strange look on Alfred’s face. He was looking at the elevator, which was going up. Alfred always had everything under control and made sure the numbers were right and he knew there were no more people invited to the Wayne party.

Trying not to draw any attention to himself, he slowly walked towards the moving elevator, placing his hand over the revolver in his holster. Looking back to Bruce, you could see that he wasn’t there anymore. Something felt very, very wrong. 

You walked over to Alfred but kept a safe distance. When the elevator dinged and the doors slid open, Alfred tilted his head and a confused expression spread across his face. ‘’Richard?’’ Then his face turned into shock as the supposed ‘’Richard’’ fell face down to floor and nine men walked into the room.

The scene that was now unraveling, started to draw some attention and people were gradually turning their heads. Alfred backed away but before he could pull out his gun, a gunshot made everyone turn their heads to the middle of the room.

 Some squealed while others backed away. Through the crowd of masked men, you could see a green haired man walk up to the middle of the room. His hand was in the air and there was still smoke coming out out the gun in his hand.

‘’Ladies aaaand gentlemen’’ he exclaimed dramatically and spread his arms. People were now turning to the person next to them, whispering ‘’oh my god, it’s him, it’s the joker.’’ The Joker walked up to one of the butlers and forcefully grabbed a glass of champagne.

 ‘’We are tonight’s entertainment! Now, I have one question for you.’’ He threw the glass at the window and inhaled sharply, looking around the room. ‘’Where is Bruce Wayne?’’ Your heart dropped. Was the Joker one of the people who knew?

When no one replied, the joker walked up to Alfred and grabbed him by the neck. ‘’Mister Pennyworth. Do we really have to do this the hard way?’’ he smiled at him and ran a knife over his cheek. Instinctively, Alfred looked towards you to see if you were all right. 

Unfortunately, this made the joker also turn his head in your direction. First, he scanned the small group of people standing in your section of the room. When his eyes locked with yours, he stopped.

‘’Oh, never mind that’’ he said, eyes still on you as he pushed Alfred away and started walking towards you with a curious look on his face. ‘’And who, might you be?’’ he questioned and tilted his head. 

You were absolutely terrified. You had never encountered danger in your short little life. Attempting to answer him, your body froze and you found yourself completely dumbfounded and unable to utter a single word.

The joker raised one eyebrow, gesturing for you to answer. From behind him, you could hear one of his henchmen, chitchat to the other; ‘’Hah, she’s just a little kid.’’ You gulped. 

The joker growled annoyed and turned around, shooting the goon right between his eyes, before he turned his attention back to you.

‘I asked you a question, beautiful.’’ Finally finding your breath, you panted heavily in fear and swallowed hard. ‘’I’m just on the guest-list.’’ Your voice was shaky and cracked-mid sentence.

 Staring at your face curiously, the joker leaned in to your shivering face and licked his lips. ‘’You’re lying’’ he growled. Panicking, you looked around to see everybody’s eyes on you. People were giving you looks of pity and shook their heads.

‘’Tell me’’ he started and grabbed your chin forcefully, forcing you to look at him. ‘’Have you every danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?’’ he grinned. You shook your head and nervously exclaimed; ‘’N-no mister joker.’’ He laughed and tapped his finger on your nose, as if you were a five-year-old little girl. ‘’That’s Mister J to you, doll.’’ 

Then he grabbed your lower back, pulled your body towards his, and out to the center of the room.

Mister J waved his hands suggestively towards the quartet who had two guns aimed at them. They looked at each other with fearful eyes and began playing. Terrified of what that freak might do if you ignored his order, you carefully placed your arms around his neck and let him lead you around the dancefloor.

You could hear the beat of your heart pound in your ear and you felt sick to your stomach. Your cheeks were burning and you had a hard time catching your breath.

 Looking around you could see everyone passing your eyes in a blur as you twisted and turned in his grip. His eyes never left your face and you felt tempted to look into his eyes. Whenever you looked up, your heart started hyperventilating and you had to look away after about three seconds.

‘’Tell me, angel. You seem a bit young to be on the guest list for a Wayne party.’’ His grip around your waist tightened and you squealed. ‘’How old are you?’’ he looked down at you with warning eyes, as if he already knew that you were going to lie. ‘’I’m 21.’’ You hiccupped.

The joker inhaled slowly and shut his eyes, as if he was trying to restrain himself from ripping your eyes out of your eye sockets. ‘’Do. Not-lie to me’’ he growled lowly and grabbed your cheek roughly, leaving a little pink mark. With tearful and fearful eyes, you gazed up at the clown maniac and swallowed. ‘’Y/A’’ you whispered so only he could hear. 

His entire face lit up and his eyes grew wide. ‘’Oh-ho-ho-ho-ha ha!’’ he laughed loudly as he turned to look at his goons, his amused and shocked expression making them grow a bit nervous. Apparently this wasn’t a part of the plan. ‘’And what is a widdle girl doing at such a big party?’’ he taunted you with a baby voice. You were panting heavily, your chest rising and falling. The joker’s eyes darted down to your chest and he gazed down at your perky little breasts, growling under his breath.

 Feeling a bit of your confidence growing back, you grabbed his hand and tore it away from your cheek, glaring at him angrily. ‘’Ooh-ho! You’ve got a little fight in you.’’ Then he looked you up and down. ‘’Mm. I like that.’’ Your eyes widened in fear as he raised his hand and grinned down at you. ‘’Then you’re gonna love me.’’ A low growl spoke as the joker flew into the punch bowl. 

You quickly turned your head and saw The Batman coming to your rescue. A wave of relief washed over you as they indulged into a fistfight in front of everybody. You could hear sighs of relief from everywhere around the room- Batman had come to save the day.

For a second, Bruce was down and the Joker was quick to make his way back to you, but before he could reach you, Brucey got in front of you. ‘’Why oh-so protective today, bats?’’ the joker laughed. He noticed a change in Batman’s eyes. Was it fear? Stomachache? Love? Love. 

The joker took a few steps back and squinted his eyes, looking at the two. It didn’t take him long to figure out the picture.

Once Bruce understood what was happening, he placed a protective hand on your shoulder and pushed you behind his back, so that you were out of the joker’s sight. A terrifyingly wide grin spread across the jokers face and he almost looked like he wanted to cry. ‘’THIS, THIS IS TOO GOOD!’’ he shouted and waved his arms around like a maniac.

‘’Back away, clown. It’s over’’ batman said in his signature dark voice. The joker’s grin turned into a smirking grin as he slowly shook his head and rubbed his hands together. ‘’This is gonna be SOO GOOD! OH, just you wait and see.’’ The joker excitedly backed off as his henchman followed behind him.

‘’What do you mean by that!?’’ Batman shouted at him and took a step forward, making you visible to the clown again. The joker’s eyes drifted to you and he grinned. ‘’Bye-bye batsy!’’

 After all the guests had left and the police had arrived and spoken to Bruce, we were all ready to call it a day. Bruce walked up to you once the police officers had gone.

 You were sitting on a couch with a blanket wrapped around you. ‘’Y/N, I don’t know what that maniacal freak has in mind, but I swear to you, I won’t let anything happen to you. These officers will be stationed in front of every door in the mansion until this thing blows off. That includes, two officers outside of your bedroom. I won’t take any chances with that clown.’’

 You simply nodded your head. ‘’Brucey, I’m tired, I need some rest.’’ Bruce looked at you and stroked the top of your head as he asked one of the police officers to escort you to your room.

You were so physically and mentally exhausted that you didn’t have the energy to remove your makeup. Slipping into your pink nightgown, you crawled under the covers and snuggled into the pillow. There was no way you were sleeping tonight. The events of what had happened kept replaying in your mind over and over.

You stayed in that state for about an hour, thinking about the Joker. The way he touched your skin and looked into your eyes. There was something hauntingly beautiful about his deranged eyes and you couldn’t get him out of your head.

A sound from outside your bedroom snapped you out of your train of thought. You could hear a man gargle on his own spit and making choking sounds. Your eyes widened and you hugged your pink pillow tighter. That’s when you heard footsteps walking up to your bedroom door. Breathing heavily, your eyes frozen and glued to the wall, you could hear the doorknob turn. 

This can’t be happening, this can’t be happening. It’s just a dream you kept repeating in your head. The door made a clicking sound and creaked as it slowly opened to reveal a shadow. You felt a rush of blood flow through your entire body in fear and excitement as you heard an oh-too well familiar growl.

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Ginny stood at the edge of the parade route as the newly dubbed Golden Trio walked by, waving. She’d never resented Harry before but, suddenly, she did. He smiled to the crowd and slung an arm around Hermione and Ginny knew it was an act and he hated the attention but, for the first time, she didn’t care. 

 Her fingers crept to one of the scars she’d received during her hellish year at Hogwarts, learning what torture felt like under the hands of the Carrow twins. People spoke in hushed voices about what Hermione had endured, a secret the world knew, but no one spared a thought for the people the Trio had left behind. She knew what the cruciatus curse felt like. They all did.

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Island Escape: Part 6

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Warning: Contains smut and violence in some chapters

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What Happens In Vegas

Pairing - Jungkook x Reader [Taehyung is a main character as well]

Genre - Stripper Au

Word Count - 4k+

Part 5/?

Warnings - Sexually Explicit Content (Y/n Is a stripper)

A/n - I edited this but didn’t save it so I’m posting it unedited. Also there are mentions of drug abuse in this part. Thanks for reading! (:

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As I drove home from my date with Jungkook I couldn’t help but smile. I found myself recalling the events of the day. It had been a while since I had been on a date, and although I wasn’t single It felt like I was when I was with Jungkook. He was funny, he was caring and charming and he made me forget about all of the burdens of life. I wondered if people thought I was crazy when they looked into my car window and saw me laughing to myself as I thought about the cute little things that Jungkook had did during our time together.In the little time that I had spent with Jungkook, I was starting to notice the little traits he had.

I thought about him the entire drive to my destination, and as I pulled up to Zoe’s apartment I finally brought myself back to reality. I was visiting Zoe because I hadn’t heard from her in a while and Tae didn’t tell me how he interview had went. I had totally forgotten to text her and warn her that I was coming, but I didn’t think she would mind either way.

I walked up the stairs to Zoe’s apartment and knocked on the door. I could hear distinctive noise as I waited, it sounded like a child was crying. I rang the bell just in case she hadn’t heard my knock and waited a while but still no answer. I started to worry about her as the crying persisted so I tried to open the door. It was unlocked so I took it upon myself to enter.

“Zoe?” I called as I walked into the apartment. I got no response so I walked around looking for her. I followed the sound of the baby crying and walked into the room that it was coming from. To my shock the baby was lying on the floor. I immediately bent down to pick up her daughter who had vomit everywhere.

I held her in my arms to try and soothe her as I walked around to look for Zoe. I went through every room in the place but there was no sign of her. I entered the living room to discover white power on the table, which I first thought was baby powder but as I got closer I realized that It was cocaine.

The child was throwing up again and I was starting to get worried as she would not stop vomiting. I walked into the bathroom and took off her clothes trying to clean her up before pulling out my phone and calling her mother. I rang her phone several times but still no answer. I sat the baby down on her changing table to grab a diaper and a fresh pair of clothes from the drawer next to me and when I returned the baby appeared to be having convulsions.

“Oh my god.” I said as I took out my phone to call the police.

“911 what’s your emergency?”

“There’s an infant here, shes having seizures, please send help quick.” I said panic evident in my voice.

“Ma'am are you the child’s mother?” The operator asked.

“No, i’m not. Her mother isn’t here.”

“What exactly is the child doing?” She asked.

I was now holding Mariah and she was vomiting again.

Oh my god hurry she’s throwing up again.“ I said as I started to cry and panic. I was very unfamiliar with children and extremely worried about Mariah. I knew infants could easily choke on their own vomit and her convulsions were making me a lot more nervous.

“Please try to call down. We are sending help now, will you stay with me on the phone until help arrives?” She asked.

“Yes.”

The time that I waited on the emergency crew seemed to go on for forever. The operator told me that they were almost there and then my phone started to ding notifying me that I had a call on the other line, I looked and saw that it was Zoe.

“This is her mom calling me. Can I answer?” I asked.

“Yes go ahead and answer.”

“Hello Zoe? Where the hell are you right now?” I demanded.

“Im at a friend’s house whats up y/n?” She asked.

“Im at your house something is wrong with Mariah and the ambulance is on the way.” I said.

“The cops are coming? Y/n please go get rid of the coke that’s on my table. Hide it so that I won’t get in trouble.” She said.

“No, I am absolutely not hiding your drugs for you!”

“They aren’t mine they are my friend’s. Please y/n If I get sent to jail I’ll leave Mariah alone over this.” She begged.

“Fine, but are you on your way?”

“Im 30 miles away, I’ll meet you at the hospital.” She said.

I hung up with her and clicked back over to the operator who notified me that the police were almost here.

Holding Mariah in one hand and using my shoulder to hold my phone to my face I walked into the living room where the drugs were.

I put all of it in bags and then walked into the bathroom and flushed it all down the toliet. I then got rid of the plastic bags.

As I was finishing the police had finally arrived and I rode with them to the hospital.

I waited for a while as they took care of Mariah, my aniexty was through the roof. What if I was too late and she hadn’t made it?

About thirty minutes later, the doctor came out to speak with me.

“Are you the child’s mother?” He asked.

“No I was just babysitting her.” I said.

“Where are her parent’s? Have they been informed?”

“Yes and her mom is on her way.” I replied.

“Mariah experienced some head trauma which caused her convulsions. Did you notice when she fell out of her crib?” He asked.

“No I must have been distracted.” I said.

“She also appears to be malnutritioned. Please let her parent’s know that we will have to get Child Protective Services involved and they may open a case.”

“Okay I understand. Is she okay?”

“She’s fine now but will be in the ICU for a few days.”

“Okay thank you so much doctor.” I said as he thanked me and walked away.

A nurse came out and asked me if I wanted to see Mariah. I walked t9 her room and stood outside looking at her threw the glass window.

She was only an infant who had no control over her life. Her mother had left her alone for god knows how long and she was suffering from malnutrition.

I started to feel anger deep inside of me because I hated to see children treated like that. I just hoped that she would be okay. I never expected Zoe to be the kind of person who didn’t take care of her kid.

I waited for Zoe in the waiting room and an hour later she came stumbling in. As she approached me I could already tell that she was under the influence.

“Zoe where the hell have you been?” I asked.

“I was at a friends. Is Mariah okay?”

“At a friends getting high while you left your daughter alone? She’s fine for now but CPS is getting involved. You may lose her!” I said raising my voice.

“Shh Y/n calm down.” She said as she pulled my hand and escorted me outside.

“I won’t calm down! You left an infant at home alone. She fell out of her crib, she’s malnourished, you should be glad she’s alive right now.” I yelled.

“Im sorry, I just - I didnt leave her alone for long. She was crying so much and I needed to get away. I just couldn’t take it.” She said grabbing ahold of my hand.

“That is no excuse! She is your child and you shouldn’t have left her alone. When was the last time you fed her?” I asked.

“Uh, before I left yesterday.”

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?! She’s been home alone overnight?”

“Its just been so hard. You have no idea what Im going through. Her father doesn’t want to be with me anymore. He won’t even be in her life.” She said.

“I don’t care about that. You are her mother and it’s your responsibility to take care of her. If you don’t want to maybe its best she be taken away from you.”

“How could you say that y/n, I love her.” She asked as she started to cry.

At this point I was far too upset to be moved by her tears.

“You love her but you allow her to be around drug abuse. What was up with all of that coke I found in your apartment?” I asked.

“My friend left it there. Did you put it up for me?”

“I flushed all of it down the toliet.”

“What? Why would you do that? Do you know how much that cost?” She says getting angry with me.

“Oh my god.” I said as I backed away from her. You are absolutely insane. That was your cocaine wasnt it? You have a drug problem don’t you?“ I asked demanding an answer.

“I can’t believe you threw it away! You need to pay me back for that.” She insisted.

“You are out of your mind. You know what I hope they take her away from you.” I said as I walked away from her.

Had she always been that person? Or was it because she was drunk and probably high? Did she even really care about her own daughter? She was not the same loving person I used to know.

Once I got in my car I was shaking. My breathing was rapid and I had tears of anger starting to surface. After five minutes of calming myself down, I took out my phone to call Tae.

“Hello?”

“Tae, It’s me.”

“Do you need anything? I’m kind of busy at the moment.” He said.

“I just wanted to make sure you didn’t hire Zoe. I’m at the hospital right now she left her baby alone to go get high.”  I told him.

“You went to see her again? Did she tell you anything?” Taehyung said.

“What do you mean? No she just said that shes been depressed because the baby’s father rejcted her.”

“Where are you?” He asked.

“I’m at the hospital right now.”

“Go home y/n, I don’t want you around her.” He demanded.

“Okay. When are you coming home?” I asked.

“I should be back by Monday.”

“Okay.”

“Also I need you to work tomorrow night. A couple girls called in.” He said.

“Alright.” I said and we got off of the phone. I started the car and decided to head home.

I wanted to check on Mariah but I needed to make sure I was calm enough to visit again.

Once I got home I took a bath to relieve some of my stress and to try and relax. I stayed in the bath for a while than put on my pajamas and got in bed.

I pulled out my phone to check the time it was around nine and I had a text message from Jungkook.

The meeting with the author went amazing. Can’t wait to tell you the great news. How are you?

I’m so glad to hear that. I’m alright, just had a stressful evening.

Do you want to talk about it?

Yes, kind of.

Within a few seconds Junkook was ringing my phone. I answered and we talked for a while about what had happened. He said he was sorry that I had to be put in that stressful situation but was glad that the baby was okay.

I asked him if I should try and reach out to the Father some how. He told me that it may not be the best situation since I didnt know the father and he could be a danger to the child as well. He asked me if I gave the CPS my number just in case they had any questions and I told him I did.

He told me that I had did everything right in that situation and he was really making me feel better.

“So what should we do tomorrow? Maybe I’ll take you out to dinner.” He asked.

“Oh no, I totally forgotten our plans to see each other. Taehyung wants me to work tomorrow.” I said.

“Oh. It’s fine, we can see eachother next to I’m in town.” He replied.

“No, I really want to see you again.”

“Me too.”

“Would it be super weird if I asked you to come to the club?”

“No, it’s not like I haven’t done that before.” He said.

“Okay. Well I’ll make sure to get us a private room. Tae’s out of town so he won’t be suspicious at all.”

“Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight y/n.”

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Jungkook was in a really good mood. Not only did he have a great time with y/n yesterday he got offered an amazing job that he had always wanted. He was going to be seeing y/n again tonight and even though the strip club was not his preferred place to be, he was just happy that he would be able to spend more time with her before he headed home.

He pulled up to the club and walked in, y/n had reserved a room for the two of them so he went to look for her. It surprised Jungkook that every time he was at the club it was full of people. He wondered if it was always this busy or just when he was there. Either way he didn’t care he just wanted to see y/n.

He was just in time for her dance on stage and her named was called as she walked onto the stage. Jungkook was reminded of the time when they first met around a month ago. He remembered watching her on stage for the first time feeling extremely mesmerized by her body. He also felt a bit awkward looking at a girl that he didn’t know at all in that way.

Tonight though, something was different. She started her dance and all he could think about was how beautiful she was. She was graceful, she knew what she was doing and Jungkook found her to be extremely sexy. He smiled a bit, thinking about the fact that all of the guys in the club wanted her but it was him that shared a date with her at the fair.

The girl who was slowly taking off her clothes to expose herself was the same girl that Jungkook spent yesterday afternoon with. The girl who laughed at all of his corny jokes was now fully naked and Jungkook didn’t feel embarrassed at all, in fact he found himself enjoying her dance.

The crowd errupted with cheering and men showered her with money. Her dance was finally over and she walked off of the stage. Jungkook waited a while for her to come find him. He decided to grab a drink from the bar and around a half an hour later, He felt someone grab his arm. He turned around smiling assuming that it was y/n. The smile on his face faded when he realized that it wasn’t her.

“Hey there cutie, can I offer you a dance?” She said.

“No thanks.” Jungkook said smiling at the girl and then returning back to his drink.

“Come on, I’ll make it worth your while.” The girl said stroking her hand along Jungkook’s chest. She was practically throwing herself at him.

“Stephanie go find someone else, he is my client.” Jungkook heard y/n say as she approached the two of them.

The girl nodded and walked away to find her next guy to seduce and y/n greeted Jungkook.

“Hey. Sorry I took so long, I took a quick shower.” She said smiling at him.

“Hey beautiful, you were amazing up there.” He said.

“Really? I thought you weren’t into strippers.” She said.

“I’m not, but I am very into you.” He replied causing y/n to smile.

“Come on, let’s go.” She said grabbing his hand and leading him once again to the private rooms.

Once they got there y/n followed him in closing the door behind him. She closed it and spun around to face him.

“So you really though I did well tonight?” She asked,

“I thought you were great. I mean I really enjoyed every moment of it.”

“You know. I have a new dance I need to practice. Maybe I could practice on you?” She asked.

Jungkook thought about it for a moment and just the thought of y/n giving him a lap dance made his cock twitch. Y/n must have noticed his change in demeanor because she quickly retracted her suggestion.

“I’m sorry, I know you are uncomfortable with things like this, I shouldn’t have asked.”

“No, I want it.” He replied.

“What? Are you sure?” she asked still unsure about Jungkook’s feelings and he knew he had to make it clear what he wanted.

“There’s nothing more that I wan’t right now than a dance from you.” He simply stated.

Y/n smiled moving closer to Jungkook and then lightly pushing him down so that he was seated.

“I’ll be right back.” She said before walking out of the room. She came back a while later wearing a black trench coat. She dimmed the lights a little and played soft music.

She walked over to him turning around so that her back was towards him. She slowly started to take off her coat before throwing it aside. Jungkook noticed her body and how amazing her ass looked in the underwear that  she was wearing. She turned around slowly, letting Jungkook anticipate every moment. She finally faced him and he was trying hard not to show how turned on he was.

She walked closer to him and sat down on his lap so that she was straddling him. He bit his lip and she whispered in his ear. “Do you want me to take off my clothes?”

Jungkook couldn’t say the words but he nodded instead and Y/n removed herself from his lap and Jungkook immediately missed the contact. Her skin was so warm and he wanted her back on his lap again.

She turned around and started to remove her panties, slowly sliding them down her body as she bent down providing the perfect view for Jungkook. She lingered in that position for a moment. Jungkook was sure that she could tell how much he like that position. She finally stood up and started to sway to the music. She danced a bit for him and then walked over to him sitting in his lap again but this time she wasn’t facing him. Her back was facing him and she leaned back and started to grind on him very slowly.

She then turned around straddling him once again and started to grind on him and he could feel his member hardening with every movement. She then stopped the movements and started to take off her bra, dropping it on to the floor.

She was now sitting on Jungkook’s lap fully exposed to him. Her nipples were hard and he couldn’t tell if it was because she was cold or if she was enjoying this as much as Jungkook was. She was grinding harder now and Jungkook let out a low moan.

“That feels so good babygirl.” He finally said.

Y/n brought her lips up to his and hovered over them for a while as If she was contemplating if it was a good decision or not. She finally closed the distance and kissed him hard on the lips. She then moved from his lips to his neck and sucked on it for a while.

Jungkook didn’t know where to put his hands but he wanted to touch her so bad. He just wasn’t sure if he was allowed to.

Against his better judgement he decided to touch her. Allowing his hand to find it’s way to the small of her back and pulling her in closer.

Y/n left his neck and returned back to kissing him this time biting on his bottom lip.

“I can feel you getting hard underneath me.” She said as she used one of her hands to stroke Jungkook’s clothed member.

“Do you like it when I touch your cock like this?” She asked.

Jungkook didn’t reply but instead disconnected his lips from hers and started to kiss her chest moving down slowly until he was at her breast.

He kissed it softly and then looked up up at y/n to make sure she was okay with that.

He took her nipple in his mouth and she threw her head back moaning at the feeling.

She moved herself from his lap and kneeled down on the floor in front of him.  She began to unbutton his pants but her actions were halted by the ringing of Jungkook’s phone.

She looked up at him and he decided he wouldn’t answer but the ringing continued.

“Maybe you should answer that.” She said.

Jungkook took his phone out to take the call it was the hotel that he was staying at.

“Is everything okay?” Y/n asked as she stood up and walked over to where her coat was.

“It was the hotel that I’m staying at. Someone messed up when scheduling my room and they need me to come and get my bags. Someone else needs my room for the night.” He said.

“What the heck. Do they have anymore rooms for you to stay in?”

“No they don’t and I’m worried that I won’t be able to find a room anywhere else. I may have to drive home tonight.” He said standing up and walking over to y/n who was no wearing her coat.

“But thank you so much for this, I really enjoyed it.” He said as he wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her in closer. Y/n stroked his face with her hand before leaning up to kiss his lips.

“You don’t have to drive home tonight. You could spend the night with me. Tae is out of time and won’t be coming home until Monday night.” She suggested.

“Do you think that would be a good idea?” He asked.

“Yes, it’ll be fine. Come home with me.” She said.

Paper Stars - OhmSnuckel

Thank @derpy-draws for getting me hooked on this ship >.>

On the fire place mantle sat two jars. To guest they’d seem to be a decoration, but to Ryan and Brock, it meant so much more.

Each jar held little paper starts, with a variety of colors, and sometimes size. Written on the inside of the stars, were little love notes to the other. Their purpose of doing this was for their wedding night. They’d sit down and read the notes when the day came, but tonight they were for something else. They were for remember why they loved each other.

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“You don’t even care that I had spent all night cooking dinner for us, for you, but you didn’t even manage to come home!” Brock shouted.

“I told you I was going to be working late all this week. Did you even listen to me at all?” Ohm spat back.

“I was just trying to do something nice for you!”

“Well maybe you should’ve listened!” Brock was crying silently while Ryan was seething with anger. “God, I swear. Sometimes you’re so stupid.” Ryan muttered under his breath, but Brock heard.

He choked on his own tears, “Then why did you even ask me out if you thought I was ‘so stupid’?!” Ryan immediately regretted what he said.

“Brock-” Ryan tried to apologize, but Brock cut him off. He pushed passed him in tears and went to his room, leaving Ryan alone with his guilt.

He cursed under his breath and gripped the fireplace mantle. He was mad at himself for blaming Brock, when in reality it was his fault. He hung around the office late to finish work that should have already been done.

Out of anger, Ryan picked up the closest object to him and threw it. He heard the sound of glass shattering. When he looked over to what had broken, his eyes widened. It was Brock’s jar to him. “Shit.” He mumbled and started picking up the glass pieces. He made sure not to cut himself and then swept up the rest of the smaller glass pieces. He picked up some of the paper stars that had been accidentally swept up and set them aside.

The anger passed and guilt gobbled him up. Ryan didn’t even feel the tears that began to fall. A small shaky breath escaped his lips. He looked down at the stars as tear fell. The tear hit one of the stars and wet the paper.

Ryan picked up the small star and unfolded it with a sniffle. When he saw Brocks handwriting, he smiled.

You are my world, moon, and sun. All in one.” Ryan laughed at his cute poetic line.

He went through several more, reading his cheesy lines or bad love puns.

Brock really cared for him and all Ryan did was take it for gran-it.

Ryan pushed himself off the floor and picked up Brock’s jar, bringing it up stairs. He hoped that reading his stars would make him feel better.

He opened the door quietly and cautiously, making sure not to disturb Brock. His little hiccups and sniffles broke Ryan’s heart. He had really taken the fight hard.

Brock jumped when he sat down next to him. “I thought I was ‘so stupid’.”

Brock, you are the most amazing person I’ve ever met. You’re so cute and smart.” Ryan read out the star he had written to him.

I love you so much. I can wait for the day where you take my last name.

Brock finally turned to look at Ryan. He saw the jar of stars in his lap.

“You wrote those to me?”

“Yes. I never meant to say you were stupid. You are so not. ‘You’re the best thing to ever happen to me’.” Ryan said, reading out another one.

Throughout the night, Brock sat in Ryan’s lap listening to him read out the paper stars.

Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner: Tom Holland x WOC

Warnings: Girl drama, fluff, etc…


You got ready and slipped on the red dress Tom gave you. “You look stunning.” He smiled kissing you on the cheek, “Well this dress is gorgeous!” You replied. He had on a red button down short and black pants, “You ready?” You nodded and you two walked down stairs. 

Harrison and his family were coming in. “Merry Christmas!” You hugged Haz and you exchanged gifts. “that dress looks amazing Y/N!” His little sister sad, giving you a hug. 

“Tom can you please come here for a minute?” Mrs. Holland called. “Coming.” He walked over and she pulled him into the garage. Tom came out looking like a mixture of nervous and annoyed. “You okay love?” You asked grabbing his hand. “Yeah, yeah.” He gulped. 

Others filed in the Holland household and you watched as Tom jumped up every time the door opened. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah babe! I’m good.” He lied taking a sip of wine. Tom felt a strange feeling of relief when dinner time came, his mother’s unwanted guest wasn’t coming and he was glad. 

The doorbell rang as everyone settled at the table, Tom’s mom looked at him and got up to answer the door. You were talking to Paddy and didn’t see the fiery red head come in. Tom cursed, causing you to look up. Tom’s ex girlfriend Kat greeted everyone and sat across from you. You looked at Tom who was avoiding your stare. Mrs. Holland could feel the tension fill the room, “Um Y/N remember Kat?” She smiled nervously. “Oh how could I forget. She was the one that spread the nasty rumor about me having herpes.” You grinned. “Oh god.” Haz mumbled. 

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tsuhiime-blog  asked:

Sakura giggled and put on glasses that looked an awful lot like the glasses her threw. "I wish I was older so I could skate with you in a program." She said with a sigh but then nudged the glasses up. "Like my new shades? I almost didn't get them." Then Sakura laughed as everyone was fighting to get them.

 Sneaky little…
It was no brainier as to WHY he liked her after all!

       “Yeah - I see how much you would act cute to get them. Don’t worry your secret is safe for now… beside kiddo one day you will get a chance, after all I will still be skating by the time you hit the adult supervision parts.” provided he didn’t end up hurting himself somewhere in the progress.

      “Now go- I don’t want the angel’s to hunt you for being close to me. You know how they get.”

59) “Please don’t hit me, please don’t hit me.”

Request by anon: Can you do a Sammy imagine where y/n and Sam get into a heated argument, and in the middle of the fight Sam raises his hand to run it through his hair, but y/n backs away scared he’s gonna hit her, and he gets confused and basically makes up for scaring her and the fight in a really cute way?

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Y/N POV

It was dinner night with the boys and tonight we decided to go out to eat. It was coming towards the end when we all started talking about what we had planned so far this year, interviews, photoshoots, music videos, modeling, all that. We were all talking when Johnson shows me his phone, “These are nice pictures y/n. You look very pretty.” He said, catching some of the guys’ attention. “What picture?” G asked. J handed him his phone and all the guys scrolled, “When did you take these pictures?” Nate asked. “2 weeks ago, in Florida.” 

“I didn’t know you were doing a photoshoot when you went to Florida.” Sam questioned and I tried to take the phone away before he could see. “Yeah, I just need to approve which ones can be sold.” But Sam quickly grabbed the phone and scrolled through. He was smiling at the beginning, but soon after, his smile faded, quickly. I covered my eyes, scared to see his face, and when I peeped through my fingers, his death glare was horrible. It was like BURNING through my soul. 

Do you ever just HATE that feeling when someone is mad at you? By your best friend, family, or significant other? And you KNOW you fucked up? This time, I KNOW I fucked up. I went to Florida for meetings and at that moment got asked to do a photoshoot with, wait for it, a male model. I’ve made 2 mistakes, 1 not telling Sammy I got offered a photoshoot and that I accepted it on the spot, and 2 that there was company with me in the photoshoot. But that’s why I didn’t tell him. Because I know if I told him, he’d get mad, fly all the way to Florida just to be there. And if he was there at the photoshoot, I knew his blood would have been BOILING. The pictures were individuals, then turned to a duo, and as the duo, it got pretty sexually intense. I was super uncomfortable, I asked to stop. But at that point, they’ve had enough pictures of him groping all over me. 

When we got home, not one word was said to each other. Sam was slamming everything in anger, huffing and puffing from a distance, face turning red, pacing around, trying to figure out what to say. “Sam..” “Y/N, what the fuck were those pictures?! He was ALL OVER YOU! And you didn’t even tell me you had a photoshoot! Hence WITH ANOTHER GUY!” At this point, it’s like I can see steam coming out of his ears. Every word he yelled, I was closer to turning into a turtle, wanting to hide from embarrassment and sorrow, tears running down my face. “I’m sorry…” I whispered, looking at the floor. 

“YOU’RE SORRY?! THAT’S ALL YOU CAN SAY? YOU’RE NOT EVEN GOING TO DEFEND YOURSELF? THE PHOTOGRAPHER MADE YOU? YOU PUSHED HIM OFF EVERY SECOND? NOTHING?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME Y/N? YOU THINK AFTER THOSE PICTURES, A SORRY WILL DO IT?!” He got in my face. “I don’t know what you want me to do Sammy! Please, tell me!” “YOU BASICALLY CHEATED ON ME!” That’s when I started getting mad. “THAT WAS NOT CHEATING.” “He was ALLLLL up on your neck, kissing you, and holding onto your sides! Your face said it all!” “1 I DID THAT FACE FOR THE PICTURE. BUT THAT IS WHEN IT STARTED GETTING UNCOMFORTABLE FOR ME. SO I STOPPED!” “Yeah, right. Like I should believe you! You are such a slut sometimes…” He mumbled, trying to walk away. 

“I. Am. Not. A. Slut.” I angrily said, walking in front of his face. “ARE YOU SURE? YOU SO SURE ABOUT THAT Y/N? THERE ARE PICTURES OF YOU EVERYWHERE WITH A DIFFERENT GUY!” “IT’S MY JOB SAMMY! I’M A MODEL!” “BEING A MODEL DOES NOT MEAN BECOMING A LIAR AND CHEATER!!” He started yelling louder, grabbing a hold of his phone and throwing it across the room, making me flinch, flashing back to the time he threw the glass vase at my head. I looked around to see what else he could grab and throw, so I could dodge it. But I saw nothing around. 

“Ugh, You know what, Y/N?” He said through his teeth, raising his hand looking like he was going to slap me with the back of his hand. I instantly shut my eyes flinching, jerking my body just a little, waiting for a painful impact to hit my face. “Please don’t hit me, please don’t hit me.” I whispered to myself. I slightly opened one of my eyes a little and saw his hand running through his hair, giving me a confused look. “Y/n?” He said softly. “Please don’t hit me, please don’t hit me.” I constantly said under my breath. “Please don’t hit you? What? I would never,” “You would though…” I said under my breath, even more tears falling down my cheeks. 

He cupped both of his hands on my face, “Hey, look at me, look at me. I made that mistake once, and I’m not going to do it again. No matter how angry I will get, I will NEVER hurt you like that again. I promise.” He crushed me in a hug, rubbing my back. “I’m so sorry Sammy.” “I know you are. I’m still mad but I’ll learn to get over it. Just next time,” He pulled me off of him and looked in my eyes, “TELL ME!” I just nodded as he wiped my tears away. 

anonymous asked:

Oh my gosh another khr blog!!! Seriously I love khr and all of the wonderful people who make these blogs like you! So anyway I was wondering how the tyl vongola and varia react to first seeing there SO, so there not yet together yet. Sorry of this is confusing to read ^~^ thanks!!

Sorry this one took so long to write! I only hope my writing is good enough!

TYL! TSUNA: Tsuna sighed as he glanced around the dance floor. Another mafia family who was important to the alliance had decided to throw a high end party, and the Vongola had to make an appearance to keep ties tight. Swirling his wine lazily in the glass, Tsuna took a small sip and looked around the outer edge of the room before freezing. Who was that absolutely stunning person? He needed to know. Gently placing his glass on a random table, he slowly made his way towards them, adjusting his tie as he walked. He needed to make a good first impression on that captivating person he had seen across the room.

TYL! GOKUDERA: Gokudera sighed as he scribbled out his signature on some more papers. Where was that new secretary his boss had hired for him? Grumbling under his breath, he stood up and ran his fingers through his hair. A secretary really would make things so much easier. Walking towards the door, he reached for the handle before the door swung open, almost catching him on the nose. Cursing loudly, he stumbled backwards, shooting a glare at whoever had opened the door. But his eyes softened when he saw them standing there. They looked flawless albeit a little flustered. “S-sorry,” they stuttered out. “I’m supposed to be your new secretary, and I was already late on my first day and─” Gokudera held up his hand to silence them. “It’s alright,” he managed, still staring at them before shaking himself out of his daze. “There’s some paperwork for you on the desk. Just sort it and file it…please,” he grumbled before hurrying out of the room. “O-okay!” they called after him. Boy, this gorgeous new secretary was going to be a handful…

TYL! YAMAMOTO: Yamamoto quietly made his way down the alley, trailing after a pair of thieves who had decided to steal from a jewelry shop as he had been patrolling the town. The two crooks looked around suspiciously before vaulting the fence at the end of the alley. A shriek sounded moments later and Yamamoto sped forward, jumping over the fence as well to see the thieves threatening somebody who had gotten in their way. “Oi, step away from them,” Yamamoto ordered in a harsh voice. “And drop the stolen goods as well.” The thieves snickered, but backed away when they saw his fierce glare. “We ain’t droppin’ these jewels,” one of the thieves chuckled. Yamamoto placed his hand on the sword slung over his shoulder and raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure about that?” he challenged as he unsheathed it, swinging it expertly in front of him. The two men let out a small yelp as the tip swung dangerously close to their faces, and they dropped the loot before sprinting away. Yamamoto picked up the stolen jewelry before turning to the person who had been threatened. “Are you okay─” He broke off mid-sentence. They were just so…beautiful. He was at a loss for words, and they blushed before nodding and hurrying back down the street. Sighing, Yamamoto leaned on his sword, a dreamy look on his face. He straightened before putting his weapon away and jogging after them. He just had to have their number.

TYL! RYOHEI: Ryohei hummed lightly to himself as he stretched a bit before starting up his daily run, right at 6:00 A.M. Usually few people were out at this time, so it was nice and quiet. Popping in his earbuds, he continued forward, closing his eyes as he fell into a steady rhythm. Suddenly, a solid figure smacked directly into him and a small yelp sounded as him and another person tumbled to the ground. Ryohei’s eyes snapped open and he yanked his earbuds out, quickly turning to the person he had crashed into. “Are you okay????!” he practically yelled into their ear as he slowly helped them up. The tips of his ears turned a little red as he realized how attractive they were. “I’m alright,” they answered as they brushed off their running shorts. Ryohei struggled to form his next sentence, too caught up in the way their eyes shone so brightly despite their recent fall. “I-I’m really sorry,” he apologized, sheepishly looking at the ground. They only smiled before reassuring him they were okay. As they jogged off in the opposite direction, Ryohei hesitated before chasing after them. He wasn’t going to let this one get away.

TYL! HIBARI: Hibari deftly dodged another swipe of the enemy’s sword and knocked them over the head with his tonfa. More flies were getting in his way. His mission was to recuse the Arcara Family’s heir. They had gotten kidnapped, the weak herbivore. Hibari muttered under his breath as he took out three more rivals before he heard a scream from inside a nearby room. Kicking down the door, he quickly eliminated the remaining enemies before untying the captured heir. “Get up,” he commanded as they shakily stood, rubbing their wrists which had been tightly bound up. “Thank you,” they said softly. Hibari was about to snap something back when he took another good look at them. A warm feeling bubbled in his chest, and he felt as if he couldn’t look away. Scowling, he forced himself to turn away and simply let out a “hmph” before exiting the room with them following close behind.

TYL! MUKURO: Mukuro smirked from where he was lazing about in a tree. They were here again. This one person had been coming to the forest where he often took naps every day, and after a couple of times, he had begun to notice their beauty. Every time they came around, he would stay in the tree and watch as they hummed and gathered wild flowers or sat down to sketch. Today was the day he had decided to finally introduce himself. Laughing quietly, Mukuro brushed off his pants and lightly hopped down from the tree, startling the object of his current affections. “Hello beautiful,” he started off suavely. “Who might you be?”

TYL! CHROME: Chrome smiled shyly when her eyes met theirs before she blushed and turned away. The two of them had met a couple of weeks ago when Tsuna had introduced the two of them at a meeting. They were a new member of the family, and Tsuna had given Chrome the job of helping them adjust. Along with helping them get used to the mafia lifestyle, Chrome had found herself falling for them. Each time they met, she felt her heart flutter in her chest and she would turn a bright red. And now she had planned a time and date. A time and date where she would share her feelings with them and pray that it was mutual.

TYL! XANXUS: Xanxus let out another growl and threw his wine glass at the door. How dare they look so good today! After hiring a new member to fill in the spot of the cloud guardian, Xanxus found himself falling for their aloofness and, as they became more used to the rest of the members, he fell for their dry, witty humor. The new guardian was everything Xanxus wanted in a partner, and he knew eventually, he’d have to make them his.

TYL! SQUALO: Squalo quickly lopped off the head of his target and tapped into his Bluetooth device. “Boss,” he shouted, “I’ve finished up here. I’m heading ba─” But before he could finish, he noticed them standing at the end of the alley, open-mouthed as they looked from his bloody sword to the decapitated head, and then to the headless body. Grumbling under his breath, Squalo shut off the Bluetooth and stomped towards their trembling figure. “VOI! Tell anyone about this and I’ll…” The silver haired man trailed off when he noticed just how beautiful they looked and he smirked. “Eh, you’re off the hook,” he scoffed, turning around so they wouldn’t see the light blush covering his cheeks. “Catch ya around.”

TYL! BELPHEGOR: The blond prince giggled as he watched them saunter around the club, shaking their hips as they danced. They were absolutely captivating, from the way they threw their head back when they laughed to the way their hair fell and framed their face. Bel needed to know who this lovely person was, and he needed to know right now. Smirking, he slunk his way in their direction and gently grabbed their hips, grinding his own into theirs. “Well, hello princess/prince,” he mumbled in their ear. They gave him a flirty smile and grinded back. “Hello there blondie.”

TYL! LUSSURIA: Lussuria let out a howl of frustration as he shook the black leather boots in the cashier’s face. “But the price tag says they’ve been marked down!” he whined as the cashier pinched the bridge of their nose. “Sir, I understand what it says, but that sale happened last week. It’s back to the original price.” Lussuria groaned again, complaining for the manager whom the employee gladly called over as he was tired of hearing this flamboyant man sob over the price of the boots. “How can I help you?” the manager asked as they gave Lussuria a sweet smile. Lussuria froze for a moment, taking his time to do a onceover before he straightened and assumed a more calm appearance. “Well, I found these boots over there with the price tag marked down and this man here,” he pointed to the employee, “is telling me that they’re back at their original price?” The manager took the pair of boots and checked the price tag. “I’m afraid my employee is right, sir,” they started cautiously. “These boots were on sale last week.” Lussuria forced down the mini scream in his throat and smiled at the manager. “Oh, well that’s alright. In return for making me pay the full price, you’ll just have to go on a date with me~”

TYL! LEVI: Levi frowned at the new member that his boss had assigned to his squad. Why did they have to be so…so attractive? As he gave out orders, they stood at full attention and bowed politely before leaving for their mission. Levi let out a gruff sigh as he stalked off through the mansion. He needed to get a grip, he had to be devoted to his boss not some newbie who just so happened to be extremely beautiful. But as he walked away from them, he paused and turned back. Maybe he should say something soon, as other members of his squad were getting very close to them…

FRAN: Fran puffed out his cheeks and sighed as he followed the fake prince around the grocery store with a shopping cart. “Whee,” he muttered lamely as he jumped onto the cart, scooting forward until it almost flipped over backwards. “Shut up and just follow me,” Bel growled as he stalked down the cereal aisle. Fran let out a loud and dramatic sigh before turning the squeaky cart and wheeling it down the aisle. But someone stopped him short. “Whoopsie, didn’t mean to crash into you,” he apologized, eyes widening ever so slightly when he got a better look at the stunning person he’d run into. “What are you, blind?” they shot back, raising an eyebrow before turning on their heel and walking away. “Oiiii, come baaack!” Fran yelled after them as he abandoned the cart and chased after them. They let out a huff as he poked their shoulder repeatedly. “Who the hell are you and what do you want with me?” Fran held up one finger to show that they should wait before he grabbed a pen out of his pocket and scrawled his name and number all the way up their arm. “Ta-da, now you’ll never forget me,” he said in his monotone before he scooted away as they chucked a box of cookies at his head.

prompt by the marvellous justafatgirlinaskinnyworld: destiel highschool AU fic where dean has been crushing on his lab partner Cas forever, but has always chickened out when asking him out, and finally one day he’s about to do it when idk crowley or maybe balthazar interrupts and ask Cas to the dance instead and Dean finally breaks

read it here on AO3 (recommended if you’re on mobile)

Xenon

From the Greek “xenos”, meaning stranger

Dean has no idea what possessed him to think that working late at Bobby’s garage the night before the first day of school was a good idea.

Bleary-eyed and pale, he scrubbed his hands over his face as he headed towards his first class: Chemistry, with Dr Harvelle. Reaching the battered wooden door to the lab, Dean huffed out a breath, pressed his lips together, and entered.

The classroom was almost empty. Dr Harvelle motioned him to a seat with her whiteboard pen, whilst continuing to try to wipe off old notices and equations from the term before.

“You know, if you scribble over the old lines with new pen, it comes off easier,” Dean offered, swinging his heavy bag to the floor and taking a seat behind one of the old pinewood desks.

Dr Harvelle surveyed him silently for a moment; Dean caught the eye of one of his fellow students, a red-haired girl in a blue jacket, and shrugged. More people were starting to file into the room. Turning back to the board, Dr Harvelle drew over a particularly stubborn equals sign, and then rubbed at it with the cloth. It came away smoothly.

“What’s your name, kid?” Dr Harvelle asked, looking at Dean over the top of her gold-rimmed glasses.

“Dean Winchester,” Dean replied, with a smile that Dr Harvelle didn’t return. She did, however, offer him a small twinkle in her eye before rounding on the incoming students.

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