who think its okay to play obnoxiously loud music in the middle of the night


Pairing: Finn Balor x original character

Summary: “Who really thinks that ’90s alternative is so fun to listen to that that’s all they play?”

Tags: @neversatisfiedgirl @wrestlingnoob @motleymoose @kyoukohorimiya

A/N: Credit to @neversatisfiedgirl for this idea and nearly everything in it.

I didn’t think I could take one more day of this. My third shift occupation kept me out late; I usually didn’t return home until seven in the morning. I was never more glad to be away from my apartment at nighttime. I didn’t think I could handle being kept awake, in the dark, through all hours of the night. My fingers tap an annoyed rhythm on the edge of my laptop; I can’t get any work done, I can’t even focus. My short vacation requires me to stay out of the office, which is why I find myself sitting at home instead.

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anonymous asked:

Can you do a headcannon where MC wants to go to prom, but is made fun of my other students for going with an older person? (Plus saeran too if you don't mind)


fun fact: i fell off the bed while writing this :)

~headcanon requests are closed for now~


  • Yoosung was beyond excited to take MC to prom
  • he even made sure their outfits for the dance matched perfectly
  • and, of course, he took MC out to a fancy dinner before prom
  • Yoosung’s jaw drops when he sees MC
  • “you look…amazing”
  • he wanted to cry? oh my god he’s so lucky?
  • but at dinner, it seemed like something was bothering MC
  • “sweet heart, whats wrong? please cheer up, it’s your senior prom!”
  • he beams at MC and grabs their hands, trying to coax a smile onto their face
  • they look down at the table, taking their hands away from Yoosung
  • “i am happy Yoosung, i just…i cant help but think about what my friends said…”
  • “what did they say?”
  • “they’ve been making fun of me all week for going to prom with someone who isnt even in high school”
  • MC fidgets nervously thinking about they way their “friends” teased them
  • Yoosung is thinking so many things right now he doesn’t even know what to say
  • why would they tease MC like that?
  • how dare they
  • no one was gonna ruin this for them!!
  • he gently puts a hand under MC’s chin, tilting their head up a little
  • “if any of your punk friends have an issue with you dating an older man, thats their problem”
  • he kisses them sweetly, feeling their lips curl into a smile
  • “we’ll still have fun together, right?”
  • MC nods happily
  • “right!”
  • and they did have a lot of fun together, especially since they both dance like big nerds


  • MC made Zen promise he wouldnt look better than them on prom night
  • “i’m good looking, baby, but not even I can outshine your beauty”
  • that statement was confirmed when Zen saw MC on the night of the dance
  • when they were at the prom, Zen noticed a couple strange things
  • first of all, MC seemed really shy
  • they hadnt talked to any of their friends all night
  • secondly, it seemed like all night kids were...staring at them
  • were they talking about them?
  • Zen knew very well how cruel high school kids could be
  • he had his own “mean girl” phase in high school, and had been on the receiving end of that bullshit as well
  • his face started heating up with anger the more he noticed those kids snickering
  • “hey, MC, do you know what the hell their problem is?”
  • “my class mates have been acting like jerks to me since you’re so old, Zen”
  • okay, that just makes no sense
  • wasn’t dating an older man in high school cool?
  • especially one as HOT and FAMOUS as ZEN?!
  • letting his hot headed tendencies get the best of him, Zen grabs MC and drags them to the middle of the dance floor
  • “Zen, what are you-”
  • once him and MC were surrounded by dancing teens, he grabs their waist and pulls them close to him
  • Zen kisses MC there, in the middle of the dance floor
  • for everyone to see
  • he doesnt stop, just tightens his grip on MC’s waist as he deepens the kiss
  • “i bet everyone makes fun of you cause they’re jealous, MC”
  • their face was bright red
  • why does Zen have to be so bold….


  • Jaehee never really had a lot of fun at her senior prom
  • but things were gonna be different for MC
  • she was going to make prom the best night of MC’s life
  • she spent all day getting ready until it was finally time to pick her date up
  • but when MC answered the door
  • they didn’t look like they were ready for prom at all
  • “MC….are you ready to go…?”
  • they laugh nervously and rub the back of their neck
  • “wow Jaehee, you look so awesome. i’m just feeling a little sick”
  • sick? why didnt you say anything earlier? i could have came over and-”
  • Jaehee stops in the middle of her sentence
  • “wait, are we not going to prom…?”
  • MC looks down
  • “um…well…”
  • they glance up at Jaehee for a moment
  • she’s so beautiful
  • MC’s gut starts to twist with guilt when they think about how long Jaehee must have spent getting ready
  • “i’m sorry Jaehee. truthfully, i’m sort of nervous about taking an older girl to prom. all my friends have been bugging me about it”
  • “oh….”
  • Jaehee hates to think that MC’s friends were making fun of them because of her
  • maybe she should just let MC go by themselves…
  • no, no.
  • this was going to be a fun night for Jaehee and MC if it killed her
  • she steps toward MC, hugging them
  • “please let me take you to prom? i know i’m an old lady…”
  • MC starts to smile
  • “…but i really want to take you to the dance. i’ll even help you get ready. please?”
  • they return Jaehee’s hug, squeezing her
  • “okay, Jaehee! we’ll have fun no matter what those jerks say, right?”
  • “right!”
  • in the end MC’s asshole friends ended up being #shookt by how HOT their date was


  • “Jumin, can I talk to you about something?”
  • MC and Jumin were having lunch together
  • “of course, my love. absolutely anything”
  • MC smiles a little
  • they knew he would say that
  • “i’m kind of, well, nervous about prom”
  • “nervous? why?”
  • Jumin reaches across the table, holding MC’s hands in his
  • “you have nothing to be nervous about, darling. don’t you know i’m going to take care of everything?”
  • “well, you can’t exactly take care of those jerks in my third period, can you?”
  • Jumin brings his brows together
  • “what do you mean?”
  • MC lets go of Jumins hands, pushing their hair back and sighing
  • “all my friends keep saying i’m bringing a stuffy old man to prom. i just dont want to be made fun of anymore…”
  • Jumin starts to giggle
  • MC’s eyes widen, surprised by his reaction
  • why is he laughing…?
  • “my dear, i promise no one will dare to tease you at the prom. trust me, okay?”
  • “okay, Jumin. i trust you”
  • and of course, who could make fun of the stretch limo Jumin helped MC out of when they arrived at the dance
  • those kids definitely ate their words when they saw what MC and Jumin were wearing
  • i mean, they looked like damn royalty 
  • the fact that Jumin literally towered over every student at the dance helped too
  • everyone was too intimidated to even look at him
  • the gossip went from “have you heard about who MC is bringing to prom?”
  • to “holy shit have you seen who MC brought to prom?!”


  • Seven instantly noticed that something was on MC’s mind when he picked them up for a movie date
  • “whats with all the sulking? arent you excited to finally see the Matrix in all its glory? we’ve been waiting forever for them to play it at the theater”
  • “it’s not that, Seven”
  • “well, what is it? you know i’d fight anyone for you”
  • MC giggles a little
  • “yea, sure you will. i’m just thinking about prom”
  • “whatta bout it? upset that we’re gonna make all your friends feel like shit by schooling them with are sweet dance moves?”
  • Seven dabs
  • Seven stop dabbing for one second and keep ur damn hands on the wheel
  • “no, dork. they keep saying i’m bringing an old man to prom”
  • “what?!”
  • Seven looks disgusted
  • “yea, and that you’re a creepy”
  • “okay, that is so messed up. i’m not even old!!”
  • MC starts laughing again
  • “i’ll show those high school punks! i’ll be the youngest, most vibrant kid there!”
  • oh god….
  • on the night of the dance Seven picks MC up in a right red sports car
  • “check out my whip, MC! pretty youthful, right?”
  • they roll their eyes
  • at the dance, Seven wouldnt stop making bad pop culture references
  • “oh, i am SO tweeting about this!”
  • “MC, is this Kesha? I love Kesha”
  • “no, Seven”
  • “well whatever it is, its great”
  • MC had so much fun laughing at Seven that night, they forgot all about their jerky friends
  • as long as MC had Seven, no one else mattered


  • Saeran wasnt really good at this prom thing
  • he wasnt fond of crowds or loud music or obnoxious kids
  • but if it’s important to MC, its important to him
  • at first when he noticed people staring at them, he just thought his tendency to feel paranoid was acting up
  • that is, until MC excused themselves to the bathroom
  • for about 10 minutes
  • dammit, he knew something was up
  • he walks to the bathroom, trying to ignore all the stares
  • “MC? is everything okay?”
  • he could hear sniffing
  • “yea…im fine, Saeran. just gimmie a second”
  • “please let me come in. you arent okay”
  • suddenly, the door opens and MC steps out, their eyes puffy
  • “I just wanted to have a fun night with you, but my asshole friends are ruining it”
  • MC rubs their nose
  • “ruining it? how?”
  • “they keep making fun of us, Saeran. i heard some kids call you a creep”
  • Saeran just stares at MC, baffled
  • “they know i can literally break them, right?”
  • MC starts to giggle a little
  • “please dont break anyone. not tonight, at least”
  • Saeran leans toward MC and kisses them
  • “hey, what if we bail, baby? clearly these kids wouldnt know a cute couple if it punched them in the face”
  • “are you sure, Saeran? i know you paid for the tickets and i-”
  • Saeran kisses them again
  • “yes, i’m sure. lets grab some shakes and have a dance part for two at my place.”
  • “sounds better than senior prom with these jerks”
  • Saeran offers MC his arm
  • “well then, shall we?”


Treadmill Chronicles

2.1 k of shitty teenager Nurseydex high school/gym AU 

!! thank you for asking because AUs are my bread and butter. tbh, my top pick was middle school math competition AU but tumblr deleted my draft of it like 5 times so i took it as a sign that today isn’t the day for that. have this instead!

They meet at the gym, because Treadmill Guy (TG) is always using Will’s favourite treadmill, and it pisses him off. He’s been the only person under 65 in the gym on Saturday mornings for like, at least 3 years, and he works out with a bunch of leering old ladies in the same room in order to use the equipment he wants to use, so he deserves that treadmill, goddammit.

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Bathtime Confidence

Requested: "Calum fucks y/n so hard you can’t walk the next day” I got this idea while I was in the bathtub today. I need to take baths more often. Requests are open, let me know what crazy kinks and imagines you’d like to see (:

Warning: Rated R for SMUT yay

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It had been a very long day. Not necessarily stressful, just busy up to the minute you got off work. You’d sorted every folder in the office, started on some new paperwork, got your boss lunch, and managed to keep your cool in city traffic. And now you were home. You couldn’t wait to have a moment to breathe and relax a little bit, a reward for all the hard work you’ve been putting in lately. You deserved it. You poured yourself a glass of wine, and as you sipped, you decided to finally use that Lush bath bomb that had been sitting in you bathroom closet for a month.

As the hot water filled the tub, and the bomb made your bath a relaxing violet color, you poured in way more bubble bath than recommended, and sank into the cloud of bubbles, wine in hand. You sighed as you were enveloped in warmth. Yea, you definitely deserved this. You closed your eyes and let the lavender scent soak into your skin. The sound of your phone buzzing shook you out of a daydream, and you checked to find a text from Calum. 

from Caluuuum: We’ll be there in 10, sorry we’re running late

Shit. You muttered. You’d forgotten that you’d invited your friends over to hang out. But your bath was so nice. 

sent: Just let yourself in, I’ll be down in a few minutes

You closed your eyes and slid back down, the bubbles covering you up once more. You heard the door open and shut and 4 rowdy guys making themselves at home. They were quite loud, but you ignored them. Just a few more minutes, that’s all you needed. You heard footsteps coming down the hall, and a quiet knock on the door.

“Y/N, are you in there?” You heard Calum’s voice from the hall, and smiled. 

“I am Cal, what do you need?”

“We were wondering…” The last part was lost under Michael shouting something at Luke from the living room. 

“Calum, just come in here.” You cooed. The wine had made you a little braver, and you had a crush on Calum. Better now that never. Calum opened the door slowly, peeking in, his eyes widening when he saw where you were. “Come on, it’s fine.” You smiled, and Calum came in all the way, standing awkwardly at the door. “What do you need?”

“Well, uh… what are you doing?” He was trying not to scan your body under the bubbles, but he wasn’t being very sneaky about it. You smiled and studied his face, which was getting very red.

“Just taking a bath to relax.” You sat up a little, Calum’s eyes bulging. The bubbles were still covering you up mostly, but the bath leaves little to the imagination. “There are only a few things that relax me: Music,” You made sure he was looking at you. “Good sex,” His breath caught in his throat. “And warm baths.” You grinned watching Calum fall apart. He shook his head and bit his lip, while you lifted your legs out of the bath and crossed them. You were having too much fun with this.

“We just needed to know were your bottle opener is.” He spoke so fast you barely understood. You told him it was in the drawer by the refrigerator, and he practically ran from the bathroom. You heard the guys’ hushed voices from the living room, and you knew Calum was telling them about what he’d just witnessed. You figured now was the time to get out, and you threw on your pajama shorts, and a t-shirt, deciding to leave off the bra for now. You joined the guys in the living room, and they got quiet when you walked in. You knew why. Calum was holding two beers, and you took one from his hand.

The night really just consisted of hanging out, watching a movie, and the guys being obnoxious. There were empty beer bottles scattered around, so it was only a matter of time until Michael suggested spin the bottle.

“Are we in middle school?” You asked, but Michael gave you puppy dog eyes, so you just sighed and sat down next to him. “You do realize I’m the only girl here, and I doubt any of you will be kissing each other.” They looked around, realizing the predicament. 

“Fine, then you just pick who you’re going to make out with.” Luke said, taking a sip of his drink. The bottle couldn’t hide his sly smirk as he raised an eyebrow. You normally would have objected, but after the bath tub event, this was a perfect opportunity to finally get Calum alone. 

“Okay…” You pretended to study the group, then held your hand out to Calum, who nearly choked on the drink he’d just taken. “Come on, time for 7 minutes in Heaven.” You said with a sly grin, and the guys started whooping and hollering. You could sworn you heard someone mutter “Finally.” He took your hand and you lead him back to the bedroom, making sure to shake your butt a little bit as you did. You closed the door behind him and he stood there nervously as you took a step towards him.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want…” He said quietly.

“I chose you, why would you think I wouldn’t want to?”

“Because… I’m me. I don’t know, you probably don’t like me like that.” He shoved his hands in his pockets.

“I wouldn’t let just anyone in the bathroom with me Cal.” You said, and he looked at you with those chocolate brown eyes that made your knees weak. “I’m surprised that the other guys haven’t let it slip how much I like you.” Drinking made you confident, but you still felt embarrassed saying it. 

“You like me? Really?” You nodded, and something about Calum changed. “Thank God.” Calum’s hands were on your face, pulling you in close and finally kissing you. You wrapped your arms around his neck as his hands traveled down your back and squeezed your ass. “Remember what you told me in the bathroom? About good sex?” His tone of voice had darkened, and you felt yourself get instantly wet. “Does amazing sex count too?” He had a sly look in his eye, and you gripped the back of his hair. His new confidence was sexy.

“Let’s find out.” You rolled your hips against his, and kissed jaw as he put his hands on your thighs, asking you to jump. You wrapped your legs around his waist, his lips attached to your neck as he led you to the bed. Just as he laid you down, you heard a knock on the door.

“Guys, it’s been way over 7 minutes…” Ashton was outside the door, but that didn’t stop you from pulling Calum’s shirt over his head.

“Start the next movie without us.” Calum shouted as he pulled off your shirt, tossing it with his and kissing down your neck.

“The Netflix password is, fuck.” You muttered as Calum sucked on your neck.

“The password is fuck?” Ashton asked, and you felt Calum smirk against your skin.

“No its not, it’s by the TV on a purple piece of paper. Go wild.” You sighed as Calum massaged your boobs. 

“Uh, okay…” You heard Ashton’s footsteps retreat down the hallway, and Calum was untying your shorts and pushing them down. Calum’s breath on your skin gave you goosebumps.

He blow softly on your already wet core, sending a shiver up your spine. He didn’t waste anytime with teasing. The moment your hand was gripping his hair, his tongue was tracing up your slit, pulling a soft moan from your lips. He flicked your clit with his tongue, and you tugged his hair. His hands clutched onto your hips, and he buried his face further into your heat. He wasn’t messing around, swirling his tongue on your entrance and making you moan. You could hear the TV playing a movie from the living room, so you moaned loud, letting Calum know just how good he was making you feel. He reached a hand and started rubbing fast circles on your clit, while the other hand held you down to the bed. You were squirming under his touch, and your fingers were tangled in his hair. He moved his tongue up your slit, licking up your wetness and using it to easily slid in a finger into your entrance. “Fuck, yes Calum.” You sighed, and he curled his finger perfectly over your g-spot. Your back arched off the bed, and he added another finger and repeated. Your head was thrown back in pleasure. “Calum, sh-shit.” You moaned, and his tongue replaced his thumb on your clit. His fingers expertly moved in and out of you, and he twisted his wrist ever so slightly to swirl his fingers in you, making your toes curl lightly. “I’m gonna, c-come Calum.” He nodded and and moaned into your heat. The vibrations against your clit sent you over the edge. Your fingers slid from his hair, your toes curled, and your back arched higher than ever as you rode out your high. 

When you managed to come back down to Earth, Calum was kissing up your stomach and chest before ending on your lips. You grabbed at the zipper on his jeans, palming his hard on over his boxers as he pushed them down. You flipped him over, and he let out a groan as you pulled off his boxers slowly. You licked from base to tip, gauging his reaction before swirling your tongue across the head and taking him completely. With his head thrown back, a hand in your hair, and his moans, you knew he liked it. His hips bucked a little each time you flicked your tongue across his tip, pumping with your hand what you couldn’t get in your mouth. His hand was gripping tighter on your makeshift ponytail, and you knew that he wouldn’t last much longer if you kept up this pace. He sat up and you pulled off with a pop.

“I need to be in you.” He groaned, turning you onto your back and lining up with your entrance. He plunged in, and before you could adjust to his size, he rammed again and again. He filled you perfectly, and you let out a moan as he pounded into you. He placed his hands above your shoulders, and you wrapped your arms behind his, gripping his back as he relentlessly slammed into you. You knew you were leaving nail marks in his back already, but he started to hit your g-spot, and your fingers began to run down his back. He let out a throaty groan as you did, and his head fell in the crook of your neck. He looked back up, hungrily kissing your jaw to your mouth, sliding in his tongue and fighting with yours. You moaned into his mouth as he rocked his hips with yours. The knot in your stomach was growing tight, and you were close.

“Shit Y/N.” He muttered his lips gliding across yours as he continued to pound into you, not letting up with his fast pace. Your legs were starting to tremble, and you couldn’t believe that your shy, quiet, friend was this good in bed. Just as you decided that he was perfect like this, he took a hand and started rubbing fast circles on your clit. Your back arched, your chest flush against his. 

“Fuck Cal, if you do that, I-I won’t last l-long.” You mumbled, squeezing your eyes shut as he ran against your g-spot and your clit all at once.

“I’m close too.” He said and rested his forehead on yours. You took a hand and put it on the back of his neck, bringing an ear to your lips. 

“Come for me baby.” You muttered in his ear, licking his earlobe and sucking under his ear. He groaned, his thrusts getting sloppy. Your walls were clenching around him at the same time his length twitched, and you hit your highs almost at the same time. You moaned his name loudly, not caring at that point if the other guys heard or not. Calum kissed your neck as he slowly pulled out, falling onto the bed next to you. You caught your breath and you both looked at each others. You laughed, and Calum grinned.

“What?” He rolled onto his side, propping his head on his elbow.

“That was amazing. I’m really mad we didn’t do it sooner.” He kissed your temple and smiled. 

“I’m kind of beating myself up for it too.” You glanced at the clock and realized how long you had been in here. 

“We better get back to the guys. What are we going to tell them, about being in here for so long?” You sat up and smoothed out your hair. Calum stood up, shaking his head.

“They’re probably shit-faced drunk by now, they won’t remember tomorrow.” He held out a hand and you took it. You tried to stand up, but your legs were weak and you just ended up falling into Calum’s chest.

“Shit.” You laughed and Calum laid you back down. “Yea, if I can’t walk now after that, imagine tomorrow.”

“That’s okay. We can just stay in here.” He laid an arm over your stomach and kissed your shoulder. “If you’re up for it…” He grinned up at you, and you remembered the tone of voice from before. Good thing you had tomorrow off. You had a feeling it was going to take a long time to recover from tonight.