too soon to see you

Percy Weasley

Ten

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Note: This is so out of order, but this was supposed to be a scene from a super long modern day royalty AU I had planned. Basically, you’re the new crown princess of a country because your sibling abdicates from the throne over INSTAGRAM and… arranged marriage…etc. Anyway, this is just a short thing I wrote. I had to post. Thanks @nottodayjeon and @hayjeon for proofing and feedback. 

Summary: You’re too busy these days to have a decent meal with your husband let alone spend quality time with him, but Yoongi is determined to make things work. 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader
Rating: M
Genre: Modern Royalty AU
Warnings: sexual content
Word Count: 2723

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“My approval ratings are down,” you huff, scrolling through the media summary your secretary had prepared for you as you walk into the kitchen. You know Yoongi will be here in the mornings, hovering over the pot of coffee he prefers to brew himself.

“Well good morning to you too,” Yoongi sniffs, frowning at the way you’re immersed in the news without even the smallest glance in his direction. He hands you a cup of coffee made just the way you like it (splash of milk, no sugar).

You take the cup with an absentminded “thanks” said in a soft tone, too distracted by the polling data showing a dip in approval after the news of your impending ascension to the throne was released. It hurt a little that a percentage of the people liked you well enough as a princess, but wouldn’t support the idea of you as an active, ruling queen.

“Put the tablet down. No reading the news until after you give me a morning kiss.” You nearly jump out of your skin when Yoongi sidles up behind you to kiss your neck softly. “Tablet. Down. Now.” And who are you to deny your husband when he orders so nicely?

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I did what I had to do

A/N: Part two of Here’s what we’re gonna do

Dean x Sister!Reader   Sam x Sister!Reader

“We must get your sister as well.” Cas said as he looked at Sam and Dean, “She is the back up plan for both angels and demons. If either of them get to her first and she says yes then all of this is for nothing.”

Sam and Dean shared a confused look, “What are you talking about Cas?” Sam questioned.

“Our sister’s been dead for almost thirteen years.” Dean added gruffly. He hated talking about you. You were his twin, the one he could have saved if he had been there to intervene in the fight you had with John. Instead he was at the library and you went searching for him. You never found him. Instead you had been taken by a shifter and killed.

It was his fault.

“No she has not.” Cas replied with a confused face, “She resides in Columbus, Ohio. I believe she works at a bank.”

“A bank?” Dean deadpanned.

“Yes, I believe so.” Cas responded.

“Cas,” Sam said before letting out a breath, “Our sister died when she was seventeen.”

“No she did not.” Cas argued back, getting annoyed that the boys didn’t believe him.

“I’m warning you Cas, drop it.” Dean huffed out.

“Fine. I’ll show you.” Cas responded before placing his hands on each Winchester’s shoulder’s and zapping them to your location.

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Sketches (ALiL Deleted Scene)

Summary: (College!AU) In which you become Steve’s model when Bucky is nowhere to be found.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 1,237

A/N: An anon requested “The reader hanging out with Steve until Bucky arrives”, so here it is! This takes place between “The Honeymoon Phase” and “Jealousy”

“A Lesson in Love” Masterlist + Soundtrack

@avengerstories - I treasure you and your editing, always

Originally posted by misunderstood-adventures

“Sit still.”

“I‘m trying,” you counter, fighting the urge to glare at Steve.

“Don’t talk,” He instructs with a click of his tongue, sounding like an impatient mother addressing a misbehaving child.

This time, you have to physically force yourself not to frown or stick your tongue out at him. The only thing that keeps you rooted in place is knowing that if you move now, Steve will have to start all over again and that’s something you don’t want. You don’t even want to be here right now, perched on a stool, trying not to move a muscle to prevent Steve from reprimanding you for the fourth time in half an hour.

This is all Bucky’s fault. He’s the one who told you to stop by the apartment even though he wasn’t there. You were unaware of that fact when you knocked on his door and were greeted by Steve, who looked a little too excited to see you.

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Addilyn Grace

He looked down at his phone and saw your number on the screen. The crew was between takes, so he knew he had a few minutes that he would be able to talk to you. He missed his girls terribly. 

“Hello?” he answered. 

Silence. 

“Y/N?” he asked, looking down at his phone to make sure it connected. 

He heard a little giggle. He’d know that sound anywhere. 

“Lynie?” Jensen asked.

“Daddy!” she shrieked as she suddenly realized who was on the phone. “Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!” she repeated over and over again. Then he heard the distinct sound of a phone being thrown across the room. 

“Addilyn Grace, what are you doing with mommy’s phone?” he heard you ask as you picked up the phone. 

“Daddy!” Addilyn shrieked in the background. 

Y/N picked up the phone. “Who did you call?” she asked Addilyn. There was a brief silence. “Hello?” 

Jensen couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face, a laugh settling low in his stomach. 

“Hey sweetheart,” he responded. 

“Jen?” she asked. “Lynie did you call Daddy?”

“Daddy!” she laughed, a delighted squeal echoing throughout the room. 

“Oh!” Y/N laughed. “Looks like someone is missing daddy, Jen,” Y/N laughed. “We’ve got one smart two year old, dude.”

“Well, daddy is missing Addilyn and Momma something awful,” he admitted. “She must’ve known I needed to hear my girls’ sweet voices.”

“I miss you, babe,” you sighed. 

“I’m telling you, this whole being fifteen minutes away thing is terrible,” Jensen teased. 

“Shut up,” you giggled. “You know what I mean. I’m just ready for you to get a long break and not be coming home super late when I’m already exhausted and Addilyn is out like a light,” you said. 

“Well, you’ll like this then. We’re gonna wrap early tonight. We wrap at four and I’ll be home by 4:15,” Jensen promised. 

He could hear the smile in your voice. “I can’t wait. Whatcha gonna cook?” you joked. 

“Whatever you want, darlin’,” Jensen drawled. “Put me on speaker,” Jensen said. 

“Done,” Y/N answered. 

“Lynie, you wanna help daddy cook dinner for momma?” he asked. 

“Daddy! Mommy! Daddy!” 

“Boy she likes those two words a lot, doesn’t she?” Jensen laughed.  

You chuckled. “She knows who loves her.” 

“I’ll see you two in about an hour. I’m so glad we decided to have you two up here while I’m filming, at least while she isn’t school age,” Jensen sighed happily. 

“Best. Decision. Ever.” you both said at the same time. 

You laughed. 

“I love you,” Jensen smiled. 

“I love you too, daddy. See you soon. Tell daddy bye Addilyn,” Y/N encouraged. 

“Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye!” Addilyn singsonged. 

Y/N laughed. “She thinks we’re going bye bye. Now I gotta chase her down. See you soon, babe,” she said.

“Bye, woman.” 

Before she could hang up, he heard the phone hit the floor, Y/N’s voice echoing in the background. “Addilyn Grace Ackles, don’t you dare do that.”

There was a soft crash and a chorus of giggles. Jensen couldn’t wait to get home to his girls. He was so glad that they were so close, and he could see them every night. 

Life couldn’t get much better. 

“Rum & Coconuts” - h.s. Part 6

****** I did some research on some of the songs for this story so I’m actually doing research now for one shots what has my life become. I hope you all know the extensiveness that has started to go into this craziness you’re all welcome damn.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5

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Harry kept his album from you for quite some time. You instantly asked to listen to it, obviously, and after talking with Anne on the phone once you’d broke the news of your engagement to your families, you were shocked to find that Harry had already played it for her. 

“You played it for your mum?” you cried, “What is so wrong about it that you can’t play it for me? What did I do?” you begged.

Harry just watched you fall apart while sitting in that damn yellow seat, smirking as you fumed at him and paced back and forth. 

“How am I supposed to support you and sing along when I haven’t even heard your music?” you whined. You had gotten into his habit of twirling around your engagement ring whenever you were nervous, and Harry joked that if you kept doing that then you were accidentally going to lose it at some point. 

“I want it to be special,” Harry said, standing from the seat and resting his hands on your shoulders, giving you a sincere smile as he used his index finger to lift your chin. “Don’t pout, angel,” he mimicked your pout. “I promise you’ll love it.”

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Surprises.

Heyy everybody, this is part 3 of my break story! Thank you all so much for reading my little series and sending me so many nice messages. Let me know what you think about this part.xx

She pushed him away with as much force as she could muster up and actually made him stumble a few steps.
“I have a boyfriend!” she exclaimed.
“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I just thought because-”
“No!” she interrupted him.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t ever do that again!” she yelled at the top of her lungs.
She opened her car door, went in and slammed it shut with force. Within seconds she left the parking lot and Tim standing there.
Tears welled up in her eyes, making her vision blurry and she knew she should stop her car and calm down because this wasn’t safe. But she wanted to get home and shower and wash his touch off.
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
She never meant to gave him the feeling wit was okay to kiss her.
The only person who was allowed to kiss her was Harry.
For goodness sake, she kissed him only a few hours before.
But the feeling of lips against hers that still lingered weren’t from Harry’s kiss.
Another man kissed her.
And even though she pushed him away and didn’t respond to his kiss she still felt guilty.

When she finally made it home she was properly crying with fat tears and loud sobs. She ripped her clothes of her body and took a hot shower. She stood underneath the hot water for at least half an hours, washing of the feel of his hands and lips on her.
She checked her phone when she went to bed and more tears fell from her eyes when she saw her lockscreen. Harry and her. Smiling so much that they weren’t able to kiss each other properly.
She cried herself to sleep that night, if she slept at all.


The next morning she woke up with sore eyes and slightly swollen cheeks. She hoped that everything was just a horrible dream but she knew it wasn’t. It was reality.
She just finished breakfast when her phone vibrated on the kitchen table with a text.

I’m in the hotel now. Everything’s fine. I miss you though. H

Her eyes closed briefly and she felt her whole body beginning to tremble.
She tipped back immediately, her fingers shaking so much she missed the right letters.

Can we talk?

She had to tell him. She couldn’t keep this from him.

Now? What’s wrong? Are you okay?

Now.

Her phone rung within seconds and even though she knew it would she still jumped at the shrill sound. She took a deep breath and hit the green button, lifting the phone to her cheek.
“Baby? What’s wrong?”
His voice sounded distressed and worried.
“I-”
A sob interrupted her and she had to brace herself on the kitchen table so she wouldn’t fall down.
“Darling, what’s going on? You’re scaring me.”
“H-He kissed m-me.”
Harry was silent, she heard nothing on the other end of the line.
“W-We left the restaurant and the d-dinner was fun a-and we really got along well. He walked me to my car and when he went t-to say goodbye he leaned in b-but instead of kissing me on the cheek h-he… kissed me on the lips.”
It took her forever to get the words out, sobs and hiccups interrupted her every second.
“Did you kiss him back?” Harry asked lowly and she knew that tone.
She heard it so many times before when some bloke tried to hit on her.
“N-No! I pushed him away immediately. He almost fell to the g-ground because I pushed him so hard and then I screamed at him that I have a b-boyfriend and that he shouldn’t do that ever again and left him standing there.”
“That’s my girl.” Harry chuckled after a moment of silence and Y/N couldn’t believe her ears.
“W-What?”
“Baby, there’s nothing for you to cry about. You did everything right and I’m very proud of you even though he deserved to fall flat on his ass. I swear if I’d be home right now I’d cut his tongue off so he wouldn’t be able to-”
“You’re not mad?” she interrupted him.
“Not at you. You didn’t do anything wrong. That bloke is lucky though that I’m not home or else I’d rip his legs out. And arms. And everything else.”
Y/N sighed relieved and a small smile took over her lips.
“Thank you. I was so worried you’d be mad at me and break up and-”
“Stop. Seriously, you have to stop with all your doubts. I love you more than anything and I’m not going to leave you. Yeah, I’m not a fan of this break but I think it really is good for us. Everything’s alright, okay? We’ll figure it out when I’m back.”
“Okay.” she whispered.
“Can you do me a favor?” Harry asked then.
“Yeah?”
“Stay away from that Tom asshole.”
“Tim.”
“I don’t care.”
She laughed softly and promised him she wouldn’t go near him.
“I have to go now, love. Think you’re okay?”
“Yeah.”
“Don’t cry anymore, yeah? It breaks my heart.”
“I’ll try.” she laughed softly.
“I love you.”
“I love you too. See you soon.”
“Very soon.”
When she placed her phone down on the kitchen table she literally felt all the weight lifted off her shoulders. She was still shaking slightly but she knew it was okay now.
She also knew that Harry was probably planning how he could get back at Tim but she didn’t worry about that, Harry couldn’t hurt a fly. She knew he was probably killing that guy in his thoughts right now but that was okay, she was killing him in her imagination as well.
She honestly didn’t think Harry would react that calm. She expected him to say ‘I knew why I wasn’t happy when you told me about him’ or maybe ‘It was so goddamn obvious he would try something’. She even kind of expected him to be so upset and angry he wouldn’t have let her explain but instead hand up immediately.
But he didn’t. And again she noticed that something had changed since they started the break.
If that would have happened before the escalation two weeks ago Harry would have started screaming at her and in the end he would have left the house.
But his reaction showed that he wanted something to change as well. He was hurting too and even though it sounded strange, Y/N was glad. During all those fights and screaming sessions she was scared she was the only one who was breaking inside.
Even though she wasn’t quite sure what would happen when Harry came home she knew they couldn’t be without each other. That break showed them what they could loose. It showed that what they had was unique and special.
And it also showed that the love they had for each other was stronger than anything else. Y/N knew from the beginning that Harry was the love of her life. Harry knew it too, she was the one for him from the first date.
The only thing they were both scared of now was their future. Would it get to that point again where they had to take a break?



The next few days felt strange. The fact that she saw him and talked to him over the phone made her think they would at least text throughout the day but there was nothing. Still radio silence.
And even though it bothered her she didn’t want to text him first. She knew he was busy and had other things to worry about but she at least thought he would give her a little update on how everything was going.
She worried though. She was scared he forgot about her. She was scared he actually enjoyed the break because now that he was with a lot of other people he didn’t have to think about her and maybe he’d realize that he was secretly missing his freedom?


When she saw him on SNL for his first ever live performance of his single she was a crying mess. One, because she missed him so much and still didn’t hear from him and two, because she was so incredibly proud and three, because she stayed awake until the early hours of the morning. He smashed it. He was absolutely perfect.
And she felt so goddamn bad because she wasn’t there waiting from him when he came off the stage. She wasn’t there to kiss all over his face because she was even prouder than his mum. She wasn’t there.
He told her she should stop doubting his love for her but for some reason she couldn’t help it. She couldn’t help but worry when he wasn’t here and she didn’t hear from him and even though she knew that was the purpose of a break, her mind couldn’t do anything else but come up with her worst nightmares and her heart couldn’t help but break.

When she finally wanted to go to sleep she didn’t knew if she should text him. He knew for sure that she would watch it but would he want her to text him? Her fingers hovered over the keyboard of her phone for several minutes until she decided that yes, she had to text him.

You did so good. I’m so incredibly proud of you.xx

She turned her phone off immediately when she hit send so she wouldn’t wait another few hours for his reply and could get some sleep. Even though she probably couldn’t keep her eyes closed.


She got no reply the next day.
And the day after that? Nothing.
And on the third day she was a mess.
Tears sprung to her eyes when she checked her phone for the thousandth time that day and she still didn’t hear anything from him. She knew he was unbelievably, incredibly busy but…
Was she not important anymore?
Did he not want to talk to her?
Or did he just not see it?
Or maybe the little incident with Tim hurt him more than he would like to admit.
Even though Harry told her she should stop worrying she couldn’t. He made it pretty hard to.
If she wouldn’t have seen his face all over social media and on tv she wouldn’t have known he was still alive during the next week. She felt like she went back in time to the first week of being without him, whenever she had a free moment her mind would immediately wander to him.
Then it was all a blur. It was like she was numb. She didn’t know if she should feel angry or sad or maybe happy because he would be home in a few days. The truth was that she didn’t feel anything.
He told her she could call or text him anytime she felt the need to and to be honest she did need him more than anything but she didn’t try to reach out for him. He didn’t respond to her congratulating him, why should he respond to anything else?


When the fourth week of their break was over he didn’t come home. She knew he’d return that day but he wasn’t there yet. And he probably wouldn’t come. He didn’t tell her when he would land, didn’t ask her to pick him up, didn’t tell her he would come home straight away.
And he didn’t.
She spend another night in the bed they once shared alone. Without him. Without any sort of communication between them.

A loud noise woke her up the next morning, followed by a muttered ‘shit’. Her heart started to pound, her eyes frankly searching for something to defend herself. She got out of bed on shaky legs, grabbing Harry’s golf club which stood beside the drawer. She made her way out of the bedroom and down the stairs on tip toes, making sure she didn’t make any sound.
When she saw the all too familiar suede boots at the front door she knew she didn’t have to defend herself. At least not her body but more her heart. She placed the golf club down on the floor and made her way to the kitchen where she was greeted by a sight which used to make her tummy fill with butterflies but now she was feeling nervous in the most negative way.
“What the hell are you doing here?” she asked and was surprised herself at how cold her voice sounded.
Harry whirled around and stopped draping berries on the waffles he made, his eyes were wide with shock and his mouth agape.
“I-I wanted to surprise you. I made breakfast and-”
She interrupted him with a humorless laugh, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Surprise me? I think you’ve surprised me enough lately.”
“What?” he asked with furrowed brows.
“I was surprised when I didn’t hear from you at all during the last two weeks, nothing to keep me updated. I was surprised when I texted you and didn’t get a reply. I was surprised when you didn’t let me know when you came home. I was surprised when you didn’t come home as soon as you left the airport.”
Harry was standing there completely dumbfounded, suddenly feeling insecure about what he prepared for her. He had no idea what was going on, thought she would jump into his arms as soon as she saw him. He thought she would love the flowers he brought her and the breakfast he prepared. That wasn’t the case, apparently.
“You… I… What?” he asked again.
“I don’t know if I want to see you right now, Harry.”

anonymous asked:

Could you do a scenario thing where mc was having a bad day and accidentally snapped at the rfa, v, and saeran and then feels really bad so she hides?

Well…we got way more into this than we originally thought we would. We apologize ahead of time for Jumin’s and Seven’s….enjoy. 


Zen:

  • You had a horrible day at work
  • When you came home, you thought dinner would be ready since Zen was supposed to cook
  • But when you got there, there was no dinner
  • He comes out from the bedroom and gives you a quick hug before starting to talk about his day
  • Normally, you both talk about your day, but today was strange
  • He kept going on and on about his skills and looks and how others don’t treat him like they should
  • It was grating on your nerves and you just burst
  • “You’re not the only one in the house, you know. Did you even ask about my day? No! Of course not. You were too busy blabbering about yourself.”
  • You regret it as soon as you see his face
  • It gets worse when he goes into the kitchen and returns with a bouquet of flowers and a bag of your favorite take out food
  • Embarrassed and angry with yourself, you run into the bathroom
  • You forget to lock the door so he comes right in
  • You’re crying and apologizing at the same time
  • He just pulls you into a hug and you two make up

Yoosung:

  • You had a long day at work
  • When you came home, you saw the house was a mess even though Yoosung had promised he would clean it
  • And to make it worse, he was asleep on the couch with the tv running in the background
  • Your bag drops waking him up
  • You don’t even know what you say
  • You’re just yelling at him for being lazy and irresponsible and he just deflates with every word
  • Looking at his face made you feel horrible, so you retreat to dining room
  • You see a bunch of exam papers and textbooks strewn across the table
  • You had totally forgotten that he had midterms soon and probably didn’t even sleep last night
  • He calls after you, so you quickly run into another room and curl up in the corner
  • You think you messed up badly since he doesn’t come after you
  • Then finally, he brings you a plate of food and sets it in front of you
  • “You shouldn’t skip your meals,” he says with a soft smile
  • You just start apologizing like crazy and he’s so patient and listens
  • You both go eat together on the floor and forget about the incident

Jaehee:

  • Jaehee had been putting more and more responsibilities on you for the cafe
  • She had been asking you to cover more hours lately and wouldn’t answer calls
  • She asked you again to cover her shift and you snapped
  • “Just because we’re in this together doesn’t mean you can slack off on your job.”
  • Jaehee gets really stiff and excuses herself from the room
  • You feel badly about it, but you go on with your work
  • After all the short exchanges all day, you only feel worse
  • Then Jaehee hands you some papers at the end of the day
  • “I’ve been meeting with my landlord to discuss getting a two bedroom apartment. I wanted you to move in, since it might be easier to be closer to the cafe and all.”
  • Now you feel a hundred times worse
  • You rush out of the cafe and walk to the park to cool off
  • Jaehee knew your habits well and found you at the normal bench
  • She give this long apology and she’s just smiling at you
  • You think she’s going to retract the offer, but she hands the papers to you again
  • You both make up, and you move in a month later

Jumin:

  • For the past few weeks, Jumin had been a little more distant than usual
  • He was on his phone a lot, answering emails, having late meetings
  • Normally, you were understanding and let it go
  • But today, you had a really bad day and you were exhausted and coming home late
  • So, when Jumin told you that he a dinner at a fancy restaurant planned for you within the hour, you just snap
  • “You can’t expect me to be ready for these sort of things. It takes time to find a dress and get ready. Remember, I wasn’t the one born with a silver spoon in my mouth.”
  • The smile he was wearing gradually fell off of his face
  • “Oh…” is all he manages to say
  • You leave, already feeling bad
  • When you get to your room, you find a dress perfectly fitted to you already laid out, along with matching shoes, and even a stylist ready to help for hair and make up if you so needed
  • To make it worse, the stylist just grins, “You must be excited! Mr. Han has been planning this surprise for you all month.”
  • You. Feel. Horrible
  • You rush back to Jumin and he just starts apologizing to you for being inconsiderate of your time and schedule, and how he canceled the reservations, and starts saying how he’ll try harder to make you feel happy
  • You just start crying because you feel like the worst person on the planet 
  • You apologize and try to convince him it wasn’t his fault at all
  • He just holds you and says he understands how it feels when stress gets the better of you
  • His sweetness makes you feel worse, but it was okay in the end since you had a nice night in


Seven:

  • Your work had been really busy, and on top of it, an RFA party was coming up
  • Thankfully, there was only one thing left for the party, and that was to mail a time-sensitive document to a potential guest
  • Since you were working late, Saeyoung agreed to run it to the post office
  • That day had been a bad day at work and you go to Saeyoung’s place, you find the document still on his table
  • You hear the door open and he casually walks in
  • You ask him where he went, and he says he went on a drive to destress
  • You wave the document in the air and he slams his hand on his forehead
  • He apologizes, saying he totally forgot and you just blow up
  • “Why do you always end up messing things up?”
  • There’s just a long silence and then he just nods, “Oh…I see.”
  • He excuses himself and locks himself in his workroom
  • You already feel bad, but you run out to the post office before it closes
  • When you get back, Saeran is in the living room, glaring at you
  • Apparently he heard what you said to Saeyoung earlier
  • Saeran explains that he had a short relapse the night before so he was throwing some things and Saeyoung was trying to get him to calm down
  • Of course, that led to him driving Saeran to the therapist early in the morning and spending the rest of the day cleaning and replacing/fixing all the broken things
  • Saeran just finishes chewing you out, “Don’t assume about situations you don’t fully know. It’s unnecessary…and annoying.”
  • You just crying because you know Saeran wouldn’t have opened up like that unless Saeyoung really took what you said to heart
  • Upon hearing the commotion, Saeyoung emerges
  • He asked what happened and Saeran just shrugs and leaves the room
  • You run forward to hug him and start apologizing and saying how horrible you were to him
  • He accepts your apology and doesn’t let go until you stop crying

Saeran:

  • You had a horrible day at work and it didn’t help that your family had pulled you into some drama
  • So, when Saeran dropped by unexpectedly, your nerves were already on edge
  • You’re trying to cook yourself a meal and he’s just venting about Saeyoung
  • You just get really tense and mutter, “I have enough family problems without having to listen to yours.”
  • Only he heard it
  • He gets really quiet and looks down at his shoes
  • Guilt slams into you and you just run right into your room and lock the door
  • You release some of your stress, crying here and there
  • About an hour later, you figured he would’ve left so you open your door
  • You find him sitting on the floor
  • He stands and wipes a tear from your eye “Are you done?”
  • You sniffle and ask if he’s angry at you because you were sorry
  • He gives a shrug
  • “I say a lot of stupid stuff to you sometimes. It was just my turn to be on the receiving end.”
  • You just tackle him in a hug

V:

  • You came home after a long day at work
  • V was waiting and asked how your day was casually
  • You start venting to him, but in the middle, you realize his responses are so bland
  • He just nods from time to time and gives some ambiguous grunts
  • For some reason, it snaps your nerve
  • “I know you’re not listening to me, V. Don’t pretend to listen just because you’re trying to be nice. Be sincere for once.”
  • He’s very calm when he faces you, but you can see hurt in his eyes
  • He just gives you a sad smile, “I’m sorry your boss blamed you wrongly, and that your coworker distracted you so you had to work through lunch. And I’m sorry if I seemed like I wasn’t paying attention. I’ll try to be more enthusiastic next time.”
  • Cue the guilt flooding in
  • You drop whatever you’re doing and curl up into bed
  • He waits a little while before coming over to you, bringing you pudding
  • He pushes your hair away from your damp face
  • “Don’t feel too bad. I know you had a bad day.”
  • You know it’s not an excuse and apologize
  • But he just makes you eat the pudding, because who can be in a bad mood while eating pudding? 

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A Sunny Sunday

Summary: Chris Evans x Reader where an ordinary day turns into a memorable one. 
Word count: 1287
Warnings: feels, fluff
A/N: @ohevansmycaptain sparked some creativity in me and I got this idea the other day thanks to the meatball calling himself daddy.

Originally posted by your-kylie-me


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SEVENTEEN - Hip Hop Unit reaction to their girlfriend being dressed a bit too sexy for a date

S.Coups: 

As soon as he sees you, a smirk appears on his face but disappears real quick. He doesn’t want other guys to see you dressed up like this. 

“Don’t be mad, you can put this pretty dress back as soon as we get home” 

Originally posted by kristian-do

Wonwoo: 

He would be a bit shy at first but then he’s going to compliment you. During the date, he will make quick glances at your outfit but will try to be as sleak as he can. 

“You look really good today babe” 

Originally posted by mc-gyu

Mingyu: 

Would smile widely when he sees your outfit. He will be amazed by how good you look but he’d be shy at the same time. He wouldn’t make comments on how you’re dressed up and he’ll try to act like it doesn’t disturb him. However, he won’t be able to stop smiling weirdly during the date. 

Originally posted by moncheriwonwoo

Vernon: 

As soon as he sees your outfit, he will smile widely and laugh cutely. He will compliment you a lot and he won’t hide the fact that he’s turned on disturbed by how sexy you look. 

“Why did you wear this?? It’s so… But you look so good”

Originally posted by sneezes

Hidden (Happy x Reader)

 “Boy’s go gather up your loves ones. We officially go on lockdown tonight. Make sure all are here before then” Clary told the men around the table before he slammed down the gavel. The men made their way out of the room one by one. Happy knew that something like this was bound to happen eventually, he just didn’t really know when. Taking out his phoned going to his dorm he knew it was time for you to come down.

You heard your cell ring from the kitchen and you started to run around the house looking for it. You thought it was in your pocket but you guess you were wrong since you found it in the couch.

“Hello” You said into the phone not bothering to look at the caller ID.

“It’s me babe” You heard your husband rasp voice through the phone “Got a problem down here in Charming doll. We’re going on lockdown and I’m going to need you come.”

“Happy really? Come on”

“Don’t fight with me doll not right now, I ain’t taking any chances with these people. I already got Kozik on his way over to pick you up so he can bring you down.”

“You’re lucky I love you Mr. Lowman or I wouldn’t be doing this.”

“Love you too doll I’ll see you soon” With that Happy hung up the phone and you leaned back. You never had much to do with the club so Happy and you agree that not everyone needed to know about you. Happy said it was better for your safety this way. You weren’t out of the dark all together since you have met and partied with Tacoma charter before, they knew who you were but weren’t going to spread it around to other charter’s since they didn’t want to deal with the Killer himself. With his moved down to Charming you both knew everything was going to change. You were going to move down there with him at the end of the month once you finished up your job then the Charming club would find out about you but you guessed now it was the right time. Better to find out if they hate you before you moved down. As you packed the last few things you owned you heard a bike come up the road. Picking up your bag you made your way outside locking the door behind you.

“Ready to go meet Mother Charter?” Kozik asked as he handed you a helmet.

“What do you think?” You told him as you placed your bag on the back of his bike. He just laughed knowing you would get along fine with them. Starting his bike back up, Kozik made his way out onto the highway, where you guys would be spending the next few hours riding. You didn’t mind it as you always loved going with Happy.

 Happy sat at one of the picnic tables by the clubhouse. He was fiddling with the toothpick in his mouth, wondering when Kozik and you were going to arrive. It was almost time to shut everyone up inside and you guys should of been here by now. Happy wasn’t nervous kinda worried but not really, he knew you were safe with his best friend and he also knew that you would still get in since you were coming with a patched member.

“You alright there Hap?” Tig asked as he took a sit next to him lighting up a cigarette. Happy nodded his head still looking at the gates waiting for a sign of you two. Tig let out a breath of smoke watching Happy out of the corner of his eyes wondering what Happy was looking for.

Happy heard the motorcycle coming up the road and then it pulled into the lot. Happy got up fast making his way over, spitting out the toothpick. All of the boys look to see who was coming as everyone was counted for.

“Who called Kozik?” Clay asked Jax and Chibs who was standing right next to them.

“Not me” Jax said as Chibs shrugged, they all look for a moment before heading over behind Happy. First Kozik got off the bike then he put his hand out for you to take. You nearly ripped off the helmet from your head not wanting to waste time. The first person your eyes landed on was Happy, with a smile on your face you rushed over. Jumping into Happy’s arms he caught you like he always did, giving you a short tender kiss on the lips. The men behind were frozen in shock and confused. Kozik walked past you two and spoke as he laugh

“You guys should close your mouth before you catch flies” Tig moved from his position to hit him on the shoulder.

“Shut up you”

You got down from Happy’s arms and turned to face the boys. You knew who most of them were already thanks to Happy but there was still a few you couldn’t place. Happy held your hand in his as he also faced his club.

“Brothers this is my wife Y/N”  All of the boys were looking back and forth at each other not knowing what to say. They didn’t think Happy was a man who could fell in love with someone obviously they were wrong.

“Damn man why haven’t you said anything before?” Jax asked as his eyes scanned you up and down. Clay looked at Happy unimpressed and Happy could tell.

“Pres you gotta understand my role in this club, it was safer for her this way. I got more enemies than all you guys combined.”

“It’s not that I was just wondering how someone could love you” Clay joked as everyone laughed. He patted Happy on the shoulder. “Better make sure Gemma loves her”

“Gemma can’t be badder than Happy” You said for the first time. Everyone looked at you wide eyes.

“Obviously you haven’t met my mother darling” Jax told you.

“Even I’m scared of her babe”

“Aww poor Killer, Where is she? I want to meet her” You asked looking around for a women on the lot but couldn’t see one. Chibs was the one that spoke up.

“She in the clubhouse follow me and you can meet her” He left and so did a few other of the men that were there. Happy nodded at you to go on so you gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and went on your way.

“Seems like a good one Hap” Clay said as he watched you walk with the boys chatting to Kozik.

“She really is” Happy smiled as he saw you get along with the others. Knowing you were going to fit in well here with the others. This was now home for you both and Hap couldn’t wait to start this chapter with you. He wonder how he got this lucky. You made the Killer feel soft which never happened.

Dean’s Hands

Originally posted by disneyandthefamilybusiness

Pairing: Dean x deaf!Reader, Sam
Word count: 642
Request: @littlehotmess26 Thank you! I was wanting something with Dean and Reader. Where the reader is deaf and a hunter. Dean asks Sam to teach him sign language so he can talk her better. Lots of fluff. Please :)
A/N: I looked up the couple signs on google, as the app that I looked up is Apple only. -_- I planned to use more, but they were difficult to describe lol. I hope this is okay


It was rare that Dean was flustered by a woman, but you made it feel like he was blushing all the way up to his ears. He’d met you through hunting, and couldn’t get you off his mind. Now and then, you’d text, but nothing too much. A question about a case here, checking in there. Dean would have loved to text with you more, but was afraid of making an ass of himself. So, he left things as they were.

Dean had stayed back while Sam went to help you on a case. Sam saw how his brother looked at you, and the last thing he wanted was someone distracted. He was currently eating a burger, and enjoying a beer. “Dean!” Sam’s voice carried through the halls. “Dean!” He sounded panicked.

Getting up, Dean rushed towards Sam, and saw him carrying you. “What the hell?” He motioned to your leg. “You’re supposed to gank the monster, not her damn leg.”

Giving Dean a dirty look, he sighed. “Can you just get the first aid kit? I stitched her up at the motel, but I think it pulled, or it’s infected.” He sounded worried as he moved around Dean, towards a spare room.

When he heard that, Dean’s stomach dropped. Cas had been flaky lately, so he couldn’t even rely on him. Turning, he took off towards the bathroom to grab the first aid kit. He hoped that you’d be okay.


You were resting in a spare room, leg cleaned, and bandaged. The two Winchester men were sitting in the library, quietly sipping their beers. Finishing his, Dean licked his lips and looked up at Sam. “Teach me sign language.” He said quietly.

“Wait, what?” His eyebrows went up, a confused look on his face. “You want me to teach you sign language?”

Dean rolled his eyes. “You’re cheaper than an app.” He shot back. “Will you teach me, or not?”

Sam chuckled. “Sure, Dean.” He nodded. “Surprised you’re doing this for a girl. Normally all you do is buy them a two for one jello shot.” He smirked, teasing him. “Or maybe you’ll splurge a bit and get her a mixed drink.”

“You’re an ass.” Dean chuckled, getting up. “When do you wanna do this?”

“How about now? I can teach you a couple things for when she wakes up.” He offered, watching his brother’s face soften before he sat back down.


They took turns checking on you, making sure you weren’t getting a fever or anything. One of the times Dean went to check on you, you stirred awake. You gave him a soft smile, and were surprised when he signed ‘how are you?’. He put his knuckles together, turned his hands until they were upside down, and pointed to her.

It took her a moment to register that, as he’d never signed with her before. Smiling, you signed by putting your thumb on your chin, fist out, and turning your fist in.

“Sore, Dean. She’s sore.” Sam’s voice made him jump. He turned, seeing his brother leaning on the doorframe. “Figured I’d come save the day if she confused you. Don’t want to overwhelm you too soon.” He chuckled, his hazel eyes went to you, and you could see the amusement in them.


That’s how it went for a few days, or Dean would look bashful before texting you that he was unsure of a sign, or just didn’t know it. More and more, Sam found the two of you together, both grinning, and signing or texting.

At first, Sam was surprised how quickly Dean caught on, but the more he watched, he understood why. He’d been teasing Dean about liking you, now he was seeing more. Dean was putting more effort into being near you than he’d ever seen him do with anyone else.

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Daddy’s Home (M)

Genre: Smut

Word count: 6k

Originally posted by jungkookpresent


Grey clouds glided across the sky as you curled up in the chair next to the open. The cool breeze caressed your cheek as warm tears ran down them silently. You sighed frustrated and rubbed at them, hating that you were so lonely. Blinking you watched the sky blankly, wondering if your boyfriend was eating properly while out on tour. He had the worst habit of just eating junk while he was out.

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anonymous asked:

unknowingly ending nudes to tyler and only noticing when you get a response with a dick picture

jesus goddamn christ.


You had been using Tinder for months, chatting with random men periodically when you would get bored; as much as Josh made fun of you for it, you would tell him you were using them to ‘kill the loneliness’. You never met up with any of the strange men, simply talked to them when you were bored and wanted some attention.

For the past two days, you had struck up a conversation with a guy named Taylor; he was sweet at first, but quickly delved into more sexual conversations, as most of the users on the app would do. It escalated slightly quicker when you gave him your phone number and your Snapchat.

As you lay in your bed, trying to take a few inappropriate selfies for him, you only momentarily regret your choices, but immediately brush it to the side and continue to pose for a perfect selfie in your underwear. Once you send the selfie, you go back to scrolling through apps on your phone. It only takes a few minutes for Taylor to respond with a picture of his hand shoved down the front of his boxers.

You decide to up the stakes by taking your bra off and taking a shot from an angle where you breasts and your panties are in the frame. You grin at how good of a picture it turned out to be hurriedly sending it before you lose your nerve. You toss your phone onto the bed, pulling your shirt on and walking into your living room; you rifle through your movie shelf, trying to find something to watch before settling on one of your favorites

When you return to your room, you notice the screen of your phone is illuminated, but decide to take your time before you get back to Taylor. You put your movie in the DVD player and walk slowly back to your bed, climbing under the covers. Scooping your phone up, you see you got a Snap from Tyler; knowing his penchant for sending your obnoxious videos and pictures while he and Josh were on tour, you smile to yourself, knowing that it’s bound to be something funny.

When you open the picture, you’re shocked to find a picture of him in the bathroom of the tour bus, taking a mirror selfie, completely naked. His hand is wrapped around his erection, a look on his face unlike you’d ever seen from him before: eyes half lidded, lips parted slightly, but pulled up into a small smirk. Your entire body feels as though it’s engulfed in flames when the realization sets in: you had sent a picture of your breasts and panties to one of your best friends, and his response was to send you his own naked pictures.

You wanted to crawl out of your skin, but at the same time were completely turned on at the sight of Tyler in such a vulnerable state. You’re unsure of how to respond to him, torn between telling him it was an accident or trying to push the conversation further. Before you can respond, you get another Snap from Tyler, immediately feeling your heart begin pounding faster as you open it.

This time, he sent a video and you’re sure that your panties have completely soaked through at the sight: Tyler was now in his bunk, his phone aimed at his hand stroking slowly over his erection. You can hear him letting out very quiet gasps, which does nothing to cease the twisting in your stomach. During the last seconds of the video, Tyler flips to the front-facing camera, and you have to hold back the moan in your throat at the look on his face. His bottom lip pulled between his teeth, his brow knitted to make his look appear needy. The video ends too soon for your liking, and you find yourself wanting to see more.

While you contemplate the appropriate response, Tyler sends you a text; you fumble with the phone, navigating to the messages to read what he has to say.

I’m sure you intended to send that picture to one of those worthless punks you chat with on that stupid app…but I expect you to send me a picture of your pussy right now so I can picture it wrapped around my cock while I finish jerking off.

You pull in a shuddered breath, your body so hot it was tingling; you immediately shove your panties down your legs, kicking them off and to the floor. You struggle for a moment to get at a decent angle, before sending the picture to him. You notice he opens it immediately, and your heart jumps into your throat when you get the notification that he takes a screenshot.

Several minutes go by, and you can’t help but think about what he’s doing with the picture. Finally, you get another text from Tyler, this time it’s a video: he’s panting and moaning very softly, angling the camera over his head so you can see his face and his hand working over himself. You pull your lip into your mouth, losing your mind at the beautiful sounds he makes when finally he’s spilling over into his fist.

The video ends with him aiming the camera at his face, a smug, tired grin on his face as he signs off with, “When I get back home from tour, that pussy is all mine.”

The Long Way Home

A Shawn Mendes oneshot.

Request: Okay but like if you want to and u have time can i request jeep sex w shawn? HAHAHAHHA

can you do one where shawn comes back from touring and both of you really needed each other so much and just fuck the hell out of each other?

A/N: your wish is my command SMUT WARNING ⚠️


- Planes about to take off. I’ll see you in a couple hours. I’ve missed you more than words baby, can’t wait to see you xo
– Feeling’s mutual babe, have a safe flight! I love you lots xoxo
- I love you too, see you soon

The anticipation as I stood by luggage claim waiting for Shawn was killing me. I hadn’t seen him in three months, and it was getting to be more than I could handle. I needed him with me. As the escalator started to fill with a new flight, I perked up, keeping my eyes trained for Shawn. My heart leapt when I saw Geoff, knowing Shawn would be right behind him. I was right, and met his eye as soon as he came into view. A wide smile spread across the face that I’d missed so dearly. He wore grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt that stretched across his chest and shoulders nicely. Despite having just gotten off a four hour plane ride, he looked as hot as ever. God, had I ever missed him.

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