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Hey, Neighbor | Byun Baekhyun

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Neighbor AU | Fluff !!

Summary: In which you have a huge crush on your neighbour, Byun Baekhyun, and you aren’t really sure what to do about it; until every passing encounter soon forces you to face your feelings.

Word Count: 5.5K (again, oops)

A/N: I finally wrote something with my baby Byun Baek as the lead…I hope you enjoy!

You had pretty much fallen head over heels for your devastatingly cute neighbor  the very first time you ran into him in the elevator.

He’d looked at you with those twinkling eyes from under his messy hair, and you’d melted on the spot. “I’m Baekhyun,” he’d said, grinning, offering his hand. “How come I’ve never seen you around?”

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Cold (Yoongi x Reader)

- pt 1 -

words: 3,687

genre: angst

summary: he always had a cold personality and kept you at a distance

a/n: When you get to the 2nd hospital scene, just insert some random guy’s name idk I was too lazy to actually make one up. Btw I’ve never had a concussion and I don’t know much about hospitals yet, despite being a nursing major (pretty sure South Korea is different from America too). Disclaimer just in case I get some stuff incorrect. Let me know if you want a part two!!

Min Yoongi had always acted cold towards you.

The members tried to justify his behavior, that he was cold to everybody and on the inside, he cared for them all deeply. But it never really seemed that way to you.

You were just an outsider, anyway. That’s what he had called you when you had started to hang out with the boys a lot. An outsider. You tried not to think too much about it. All you did was ignore his presence once you realized he didn’t want to be friends with you.

You didn’t talk to him. He didn’t talk to you.

You sat against the fence of the basketball court, watching the members play basketball with one another. You were okay at basketball, but you weren’t amazing like the other boys were at it, so that’s why you were sat off to the side.

Yoongi had sat down as well, tired from playing so much. It was his favorite sport after all, so of course he went all out for it. You glanced over to him, noticing the far distance between the two of you. He was drinking a bottle of water, sweat dripping down the side of his face.

You looked away soon, trying not to get swayed by his attractiveness. You had a crush on him, but you knew that you had no chance by the way he treated you so coldly. Even the members themselves told you that he wasn’t ever going to date anyone. They said something about him not wanting to get intimate or share his emotions with someone else.

It was pretty obvious that he didn’t even like you anyway.

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magnus asks alec to move in with him

i may have included a mini training scene at the end? maybe? idk? 👀

Alec’s head was resting on Magnus’ lap and his long legs dangled over the armrest of the sofa as the city lights flickered throughout the living room. Magnus had his nose buried in a book as he sat cross-legged, a hand lazily running through Alec’s messy raven hair. Alec had just come home after a long day of missions, eager to just relax and wind down next to his boyfriend before yet another jam-packed day tomorrow.

Magnus’ fingers massaging Alec’s scalp led to him beginning to doze off, lids heavy, breathing steady. Maybe Magnus was massaging small sparks of magic into his forehead to help him relax but Alec couldn’t be sure. He didn’t want to fall asleep yet, just the thought of his limited time with Magnus wasted on sleep made him flicker his eyes open, catching Magnus’ bejeweled wrist. Magnus smiled to himself at Alec’s tired eyes as he flipped a page in his book.

Alec began humming to himself, something he very rarely did, as he stroked his fingers along the length of Magnus’ hand. He twisted and played with the sparkly rings that adorned his powerful fingers, occasionally bringing them down to lay a trail of soft kisses.

Just as Alec thought he might give in to his drowsiness, his phone began to ring loudly, piercing through the silent apartment. Sighing, Alec reached over to the coffee table and looked at the screen, immediately placing it back down when reading that it was his mother. As soon as the phone stopped ringing, Alec received two text messages. Groaning, he reached over again and brought the phone over to the couch.

Alec, where are you? Could you come home tonight, please? - Maryse

Alec, we’re all having dinner together and it would be nice if you joined us. And stayed the night? - Maryse

Alec grimaced at the screen, locking his phone and letting it slip into the crevices of the couch. She didn’t have to say any more for Alec to know that the invitation did not extend to Magnus. He had to admit, his mother had been more accommodating of his and Magnus’ relationship, but he couldn’t help but feel that she still found it unpleasant. What did she think was going to happen?

Alec was an adult, he could do what he wanted without having her permission for the smallest things. The first time Alec had stayed over at Magnus’ she had thrown an absolute fit about being responsible and punctual if he was to be the Head of the Institute. He knew her problems were larger than that, though.

Sighing, Alec concluded that maybe his mother just missed him – though she didn’t seem to act like it – and that maybe he could go home for the night. He really didn’t want to. Alec sighed again and began to sit up on the sofa as Magnus put his book down on the side table. Alec turned to face Magnus, sitting cross-legged just like him and Magnus turned to pout at Alec – an expression he soon learned meant ‘don’t go’.

Alec leaned over to Magnus and placed a chaste kiss on his cheek as if to say 'see you soon’ but Magnus’ soft fingers on Alec’s neck made his heart break. In that moment, Alec decided that his mother could wait for another day, and moved from Magnus’ cheek to his lips. Magnus smiled into the kiss, moving his hand from Alec’s neck rune to his cheek, a thumb stroking the skin under the Shadowhunter’s eye. Alec leaned into the touch, turning to place a kiss on Magnus’ palm before turning back to his lips. 

Magnus pulled on the neck of Alec’s shirt and brought him down on top of himself so that they were both lying on the sofa in each other’s arms. Magnus’ hands explored Alec’s back, his hands reaching up underneath Alec’s shirt and pressing against his muscular, marked body. Alec moaned into Magnus’ mouth and began kissing a spot he knew was sensitive on Magnus’ neck.

Magnus tried collecting himself, breathing hard and uneven. Magnus was so comfortable with Alec, yet so weak. “Move in with me,” Magnus said hastily in a raspy voice. Alec paused immediately, staring at the Warlock with wide eyes. Alec searched Magnus’ face for any indication of a lie or joke but found none. He was being genuine. Alec had to take a second, blinking to refocus and swallowing to find his voice.

“What?” was all he was able to muster. Magnus looked back and forth between Alec’s eyes.

“You basically already live here,” he said in a matter of fact tone. “Plus, it’ll give you an excuse to never leave.” Magnus stared back at Alec, whose hazel eyes were fixed on him. Alec couldn’t fathom the idea of someone wanting to spend more time with him. What would Izzy say?

“I love you,” he breathed, roughly searching for Magnus’ mouth with his, an action which Magnus took to mean 'yes’. Magnus chuckled as he continued to kiss Alec.

It was only a couple of days later that Isabelle had barged in and interrupted one of Alec and Jace’s training sessions. Magnus was sitting on the side, watching them both train – mainly just watching Alec train. Magnus was having fun spurting bits of magic at Jace’s feet, causing him to trip and stall every now and then. It only let Alec take Jace down harder than he would’ve been able to without the magic. Alec had just managed to pin Jace to the floor when Isabelle yanked him up and shoved his chest.

Alec frowned at her, rubbing his skin and looking concerned. “Tell me Mom isn’t shipping you off to Idris!” she exclaimed, crossing her arms and glaring at her older brother.

Alec’s brows furrowed as he glanced over to Magnus who also looked concerned. He slowly got up and walked over to the trio. “What? No?”

“I know she’s been hard on you because of Magnus but you don’t have to go!” she continued to which Jace stepped up.

“Idris? Since when?” he asked, panting.

“I’m not moving to Idris, what are you talking about?” asked Alec, eyeing both of his siblings in worry.

“Then what’s with all the packed bags in your room?” she asked, hastily.

Alec let out a long breath and relaxed, glancing at Magnus who was now stood just a couple steps behind him. “It’s nothing,” he reassured, lowering his voice. Alec could already hear the 'you didn’t tell them?’ conversation that Magnus and him were going to have back at the loft. “Magnus just asked me to move in with him,” he said, nervous to see their reactions.

Izzy and Jace instantly relaxed their stances, a smile creeping up on Jace’s face which Alec rolled his eyes to. “Oh,” was all that came out of Izzy’s mouth.

“What?” asked Alec, softly.

“What did Mom say?”

Alec chuckled at his sister’s comment. Magnus stepped closer so that he was standing next to Alec, eyes still downcast as though he felt he was intruding. “I don’t care what she has to say, Izzy. I can do what I want.” Alec smiled and swung an arm around Magnus’ shoulder.

A smile broke out onto Isabelle’s face as she caught glimpse of the way Magnus was looking at Alec as if he was the only one in the room. Alec turned his face to smile back at Magnus, placing a brief kiss on his lips before they both swirled around and headed to the living quarters to collect Alec’s things.

hope you enjoyed. let me know if there are any scenarios you would like to see!

in the meantime, the almost kiss that i like to think happened that night

anonymous asked:

Hey! I love your writing ^^ Can I please request RFA + Saeran finding a pregnancy test, and they think is MC's, but it's her friend's, MC was just helping her? What would they do? Thx thx

Hahahaha I love this! Let’s do it! ^^

RFA + Saeran reacting to finding a pregnancy test


  • Your friend needed to talk to you alone, your boyfriend was working, so you told her to come by the apartment you and him had been sharing for a couple of weeks now
  • She wasn’t sure if she was pregnant, but her period was a couple of days late.
  •  You told her she should buy one of those drugstore’s pregnancy test, she seemed so scared and worried, so you offered to go with her to buy one and she could take it at your place
  • She was embarrassed and trembling, so you bought it. When you two left, she told you she saw a light, like a camera’s flash. You didn’t mind, she was probably seeing things due to the stress
  • The two stripes appeared on the stick, it was positive. Oh god… the poor girl was desperate! She was so young, it was just an one night stand, the guy probably didn’t even remember her, what would she gonna do now? Oh my god oh my god oh my god…
  • You wanted to help, but you had no idea of what to say, and your phone buzzing so much was getting to your nerves! You turned it off, whatever it could be, it wasn’t more important than comforting your friend right now.
  •  You didn’t know what to do, so you made her some tea and hugged her, saying comforting words, at least that’s what Zen did to you whenever you’re feeling blue. She needed to calm down before thinking what she was going to do… and it was working!
  • Just until Zen walked through the door like a bolt and grabbed you in a tight embrace. “I came as soon as I saw it! I called you, texted you, why didn’t you answer me???  God… these people have no respect for privacy… are you okay, babe? Did you… did you… already take it?” You and your friend were completely confused.
  • “Babe, what are you talking about?” you asked. “The test, the one you bought it at the drugstore…”
  • “How do you know that?” you and your friend asked at the same time. “How don’t you two know? It’s all over gossip sites!”
  • You still weren’t following it, so you turned your phone on. It turns out all those notifications were from the RFA messenger, where Seven started a conversation with “Congrats, MC! You made the news!”
  • And then you saw it. The pictures of you getting out of the drugstore with a plastic bag. And inside the plastic bag, there was a very known brand of pregnancy tests… oh shit!
  • The headlines… oh god… the headlines… all of them saying how Zen’s girlfriend was spotted buying a pregnancy test, some of them pointing out that you weren’t even married.
  • The headlines, the RFA chat, your boyfriend looking at you so tense and excited at the same time… your poor friend… and the fact that the paparazzi was able to see through the plastic bag, jeez… these people have no life!
  • It was too much to handle, so you took a deep breath and hold Zen’s hand.
  •  “Okay… Zen, you need  to send a release to the press saying it was all a misunderstanding…” “Wait, It was?” you sighed deeply “Yes, it was. Did I introduce you to my friend here?”
  • And you went on to explain everything to him, he got all the possible reactions: sad for your friend, angry at the media, a little happy because… yes, you two weren’t married yet and you just moved in together and… a little disappointed that you weren’t having his baby?
  • He sent the release as you asked him, then he tried to comfort your friend, he even said he would be glad to have a little chat with the guy she slept with if he didn’t take his responsibility on this. Your friend politely refused, but appreciated the gesture, he answered he would just do anything for MC’s friends.
  • Both you and your friend were so touched right now… you and her figured out at that moment you found the man of your life (and your future babies’ dad)


  • Your friend dropped by before he came back from college, she wasn’t that scared, but she didn’t want to do it alone
  •  It was positive, she was already waiting for this, anyways… you asked if she was ok, she was a little worried because she was young and just started dating the guy… but she didn’t seem desperate
  • Still, you reassured she could call you anytime she wanted to, you said this over and over even when you were saying goodbye.
  • When she left, you laid down on the couch. You were worried, especially because you could relate to her… you and Yoosung were dating for less than a month… what if it was you? How would you react? How would HE react?
  • You thought about it so much that it got you tired, so you fell asleep on the couch
  • But the nap didn’t last long as soon as you found Yoosung sit next to you, he was staring at the wall. He scared the shit out of you, but he looked so shook that you had to play cool. “Honey, what’s wrong?”
  • “Two stripes means positive, right? I looked it up online.” He finally looked at you, holding the stick. His eyes looked paralyzed.
  • Dating him for a couple of weeks now, you noticed he tended to… overreact a little over silly things. Last week, he freaked out about accidentally walking on you in the bathroom
  • “I’m so so sorry, MC! I disrespected your privacy, your personal space… God, I’m so clingy, right? I was just worried, I didn’t notice you were in the shower, and you weren’t answering it… I thought you were kidnapped or something… Maybe a kidnapper would respect your privacy better than me, right?” WUT
  • Back to this, you took a deep breath. “Yoosung… where did you find this?”
  • “It - It was on the sink…” his voice was breaking, was he about to cry? You mental slapped yourself, you just had to thrown the stick on the garbage, but no… you had to be all contemplative about your friend’s situation and doze off on the couch, hadn’t you, you lazy bum?
  • “Yoosung, listen to me… I’m not pregnant.” “Of course you are, two stripes mean you’re pregnant” Oh God, you’re pregnant! We’re pregnant! And I didn’t even graduate yet… oh, my mom is gonna kill me! And Zen is going to lecture me about protection, and Seven… oh god, I don’t even want to think what he is going to do with me! I should run away before he finds out! Oh no… but then you’ll be a single mom, MC! Oh god, I heard society can be terrible with single moms, I feel so bad for you…” Just throw it in the garbage, seriously, just that…
  • “Yoosung… I’m not gonna be a single mom, I’m gonna be no mom, matter of fact…” “Of course you will, MC! Look at the stripes!” “They’re not my stripes, Yoosung, they’re… my friend’s, you remember her?” and you explained him everything
  • He managed to calm down, but had a mini breakdown when he figured out he was holding a stick your friend peed on… oh no, he wasn’t a pervert! Were you feeling betrayed now? Yoosung, please chill
  • At night, when you two went to bed, he apologized for getting weird, you said it was no big deal. “No, but you see, MC, it is a big deal. What if it was actually your test? I could never react like that! I have to be strong and be there for you, and… for our baby…”
  • “And one day you’ll be the strongest man I’ve ever seen, but it takes time and life experiences. We have so much time ahead of us, and we’re gonna go through so much in life… we have to graduate, get a job, find a bigger place to live, get married…” you noticed his breath speeding up, oh no, not again… he couldn’ freak out again, so you had to think quickly “But, until then… why don’t we just have fun?” you got up on him “I mean, some nice… (you kissed him on the forehead) sweet… (then on his nose) loud… (and then on his neck, making him let out a low moan) and PROTECTED… fun?”
  • He raised his head to catch your lips on a deep kiss, and well… let’s say it was a very fun night, after all


  • When you two started dating, she was very concerned about how your family would react about you dating a woman
  • You told her not to worry and explained  how much your parents loved your brother and his partner
  • She was so excited to hear about that, she just enjoyed finding sweet things about you and your family. Seeing her enthusiasm, you kept on talking about your brother and his husband
  • You told her that they were living together for almost five years, and they were considering having a kid, they were already looking for egg donors, matter of fact. You said, on a playful tone (which she probably didn’t notice), that they were considering you to carry the baby
  • So it was no big shock to her when she found the pregnancy test thrown next to the garbage a few weeks later. The fact that it was positive didn’t bewildered her as well
  • She was just confused about why you didn’t tell her you got the procedure? You wanted to keep a secret? Or… you didn’t consider her important enough in your life to let her know? No no… you would never do that! Would you?
  • Whatever it was, she wanted to respect this thing that was obviously between family, so she pretended she never found that test.
  • But it was hard to stay still when you were working at the cafe. Shouldn’t you sit a little? It wasn’t good being standing for this long, right? And how come you were never sick? Were you a super pregnant?
  • And then she lost it when you tried to lift a heavy box in the stock room. “MC, what do you think you’re doing?”
  • “I’m just taking this to the back, it’s getting on the way.” “Why didn’t you ask me to take it, MC? You can’t do things like that!”
  • “S-Sorry, Jaehee. I thought I could handle by myself, but I’ll let you know next tim-“ “Next time? What next time? Are you out of your mind? No! Oh, why didn’t I do this before? You need to take a leave of absence right now!”
  • “Wow, is that an euphemism for firing me?” “Firing you? No, MC! Never! I would never fire a pregnant lady, I would never fire… you…”
  • And you were like: “Say what now?”. She sighed heavily: “I’m sorry, MC! I found the pregnancy test the other day, I know you’re doing it for your brother, so I didn’t want to say anything, because it’s a family thing, and I felt I shouldn’t butt in. But you have to be careful and can’t strain yourself like that, it’s not just about you anymore, it’s about the human being growing inside of you.” What are you saying, woman?
  • And then you remembered the day your friend dropped by after taking the test, she could really use a friend back then… well, she also could have used the trash can appropriately and actually checking if it was actually thrown inside of it.
  • You chuckled and told her the whole story, she was so embarrassed when you finished, and it was so cute…
  • But you needed to scold her a little: “And hey, you dork! Did you really think I would do something so important like this without discussing it with you first?” “It’s a family’s subject, I-“ “And you’re a big part of my family, so you’ll be the first one to know, ok?”
  • Her eyes widened: “I’m… your family?” “W- Well, sure! I didn’t introduce you to my parent s yet, but that can be easily arranged.”
  • “And your brother…?” “Forget him, I’m not talking with him since he declined my offer to carry the baby. He said I’m too clumsy! Can you believe this?” Yeah… she could


  • He didn’t like Elizabeth was playing with trash in the bathroom, but he was curious about what she was trying so much to take from behind the trash can
  • So he saw it and… well, he didn’t know what it was. So he send a blurried photo to Assistant Kang because he doesn’t know boundaries.
  • Jaehee said that, from what she could see through all the blur, it was a pregnancy test, and a positive one judging from the thick blue lines on the top, she didn’t even ask anything, because… well, she knew boundaries.
  • It took him a while to put 2 and 2 together, and when he did… oh boy, he went looking for you.
  • And he found you near the balcony, but he could hear you talking. Oh… you were on the phone.
  • He didn’t want to disturb you, but he couldn’t help listening to your conversation.
  • “Well, sleeping with him was a mistake from the beginning! He’s a such a selfish little prick! Ugh… Oh, come on, we both know he’s not going to propose…” you turned and saw Jumin staring at you. “I’ll call you back later, ok? Hey honey! How was your day?”
  • “Nothing much, apparently I got my girlfriend pregnant, but she hates me…” “You’ve been watching that weird soap opera again, Jumin?” you scoffed, and he seemed irritated
  • “What? How can you make fun of me in such a situation, MC? Is it because… I’m a prick, whatever that means?”
  • “Jumin… you’re not making any sense now, honey. Why don’t we start from the top?” your collected and sweet tone took him aback.
  • “Elizabeth the 3rd found the pregnancy test, MC. I didn’t mean to listen to your conversations, but… I heard you on the phone, and… I’m just wondering, do you really regret making love to me? Do you really consider me… a selfish prick? I know I do a lot of things my way, MC, but you can always tell me if I’m being forceful, and… if you’re worried because we’re not married yet, that can be easily solved! I… don’t have a ring right now, but I can…” and he went down on one of his knees
  • “Whoa, Jumin! What are you doing?” “I’m proposing, as you desired…” “WHOA, ok… um, get up! This is just… this is a big misunderstanding, this is… “ You wanted to laugh so bad, but you knew he ‘d be offended
  • You told him everything, about your friend who dropped by because she was afraid to do it alone, and about you calling another friend to tell her it was true and trash talk the guy, who’s an asshole. “He’s totally… not like you…”
  • Well, he was relieved, not about you not being pregnant, but about you considering him a good man, after all.
  • “But, I must confess, MC, I wouldn’t mind if you were actually pregnant, I would be… very happy…”
  •  “Yeah, I thought you would say something like this. But honey, I’m too young and I just moved in. There’s so much we should do as a couple before thinking about kids, don’t you think?
  • “Oh really? Like what?” he teased you with a smirk
  •  “Well, I’ll let you surprise me on that. But let’s just say for now I should be the only one calling you ‘daddy’ around this house, how’s that sound?” that sounded great.


  • He came to visit you at your place, but you already had a guest? Oh, it was one of your friends, he remembered her
  • He saw you two hugging, both yours and her expression seemed gloomy, the whole atmosphere was a little heavy. Who died?
  • You two saw him, she just said a quick goodbye and got out, her head was low the whole time. “Is everything ok, MC?”
  •  “Yes, yes, it is… so, what’s up?” you tried to not let him see you worried like that, but he could always tell when something was off with you.
  • Generally, you would tell him what was going on, but now you didn’t want to, so he would respect that. The best he could do now was try to make you smile and distract you a little.
  •  You needed to ask him something, but you didn’t know how, so you kept hesitating. He noticed and just hugged you, you would talk when you were ready.
  • You cuddled on the couch and watched a movie, the blanket he brought was furry and you felt your nose itching. He apologized for not knowing you were allergic, he felt so stupid. You told him not to worry, you were dating for two weeks, there were a lot of things you didn’t know about each other, but you would learn eventually.
  • You started sneezing and told him to get your medicine at the bathroom, but then you remembered. You jumped out of the couch, but it was too late. You saw your boyfriend standing next to the sink holding the test and the box with the instructions.
  • “Two stripes mean positive, right?” he asked. “Saeyoung, before you say anything, I should…”
  • He felt happy at first, starting a family with you, even if was so soon, seemed like a dream coming true. But then he remembered yours and your friend’s expression,  you two looked so tense, so… sad…
  • “You called your friend for emotional support, right? You were too scared to do it alone. Why didn’t you call me? Why… why you didn’t want me to find out, MC? Why were you hesitating to tell me?” oh, you knew what was going on, you saw what happens when his insecurities got the best of him “You’re afraid, right? Afraid I’ll push you away again, that one day I’ll run away and let you. MC, I… I know I don’t deserve you, and I’m immature and complicated, but I’ll-“ you interrupted him putting your lips against his and kissing him, it was a fast yet very intense kiss
  • “Now you listen, that test is my friend’s that was here. She’s pregnant, and her boyfriend has been missing for a couple of weeks. He doesn’t seem the type to just let a girl without explanation and they really love each other, just like you and me, so we suspect something bad happened to him. I wanted to ask you to try tracing him, but you said you were done hacking and I didn’t want to make you do something that brought you so much suffering and trouble again. There, I said it” and you let out a deep sight, he was string at you and gulped, he didn’t know what to say, so he also took a deep breath in relief and to try to compose himself.
  • “MC. I’m… I’m sorry for acting that way, and… you can ask me anything anytime you need my help. I’m done hacking to collect bad information, to blackmail people. But I would be more than happy to use my skills to help you and your friend. I mean, this is… so much more than I deserve, I’m so…stupid and…” “You shut up right now, you’re not allowed to talk about my boyfriend and future father of my children like this. If you ever do that again, I’ll kick you in the balls, you heard me?”
  • “But then… we won’t be able to have  kids…” he pouted, and you both laughed. “Alright, now let’s get to work!” he said as putting an arm around your shoulder and leading you to the living room.


  • He noticed you were spacing out a little when he got home and asked if you were ok, you said everything was fine and he went to the bedroom. “What about you? How was your day? You asked, trying to distract yourself.
  •  “Meh, nothing much. You went to shopping?” He asked as he noticed the paper bags next to the door. “Yeah, my friend and I really needed a shopping therapy this afternoon and… oh! I actually have something to ask you, could you access my credit card report and check something for me? I think they charged the wrong price on a dress, the targets were messed up and I think I paid more…” you ran to him in the bedroom.
  • “Don’t be so gullible and pay more attention next time.” He scolded you. “Well, me and my friend were a little distracted, it’s just… nevermind, just… please, Saeran? Pleeease?”
  • He couldn’t resist when you asked like that saying his name. “Fine, you better let me tear off that dress once you put it.” “Not if I actually paid more. But I’ll think of something to pay you in return. I could start with ice cream! I’ll go to the convenience store, what flavor do you want?” “Well, you should choose, it will be all over your body once you get here.”  “And you’ll be the one to lick it, so…” “Whatever you pick, it’ll taste delicious.” He grinned and you giggled, kissing his forehead before heading out of your apartment he’s been staying for a month and a half now.
  • He hacked into your banking activity, as you requested (well, that was a first…), he would show you the report when you’d get back, but since he was here, he was curious about that shopping therapy, so he took a look at what else you bought.
  • Make-up, clothes, hair products, lingerie…? What kind? That was interesting… but what was more interesting was something you bought at a drugstore, what was that?
  • He looked it up and found it was a pregnancy’s test brand. “The fuck…?” Why would you need something like that? Unless… oh, that night you didn’t use a condom… you both were so drunk… SHIT!
  • He was not proud of digging the trash can in the bathroom, and he got even less proud when he saw it was positive (he also had to look it up what the two stripes meant) SHIT SHIT SHIT!
  • Was that why you were so distracted? Was that why you went to shopping? You needed new clothes for your new figure? But you said it was to distract you and your friend… weren’t you… feeling good about this?
  • Of course he wasn’t ready to be a father, but If you’d feel good about this, maybe this would be enough to encourage him… so, if you were doubtful yourself, how was he supposed to feel?
  • You got back and found him on the couch. He was fidgeting his phone on his hand. “Hey, are you okay?”
  • “Yeah, I’m cool, don’t worry.” “Okay… did you check my credit card report?” “Yeah, I did, it was very… interesting…” “Really? I’ll have to go back to that store tomorrow and make them refund me!” he wasn’t looking at you, so you thought of a way to get his attention. “Hey, I… I kinda ruined the surprise when I asked you to see what I bought, but… did you notice that I bought new lingerie? I’ll show you!”
  • What were you doing? Were you messing with him on purpose? You wanted him to find the pregnancy test? But why were you acting so clueless?
  •  You showed up at the living room wearing a stunning black lace and leather lingerie, he was trying so hard not to look, but the blush across his cheeks was very visible. “How do I look?”
  • He didn’t answer, but you could see he was trying not to look. Well, actions speak louder than words, so you sat on his lap and peppered some kisses on his neck. Oh god… he was feeling so hot, but… he pushed you away.
  • “What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?” he asked. “What’s wrong, Saeran? You been acting weird ever since I got back!” “Oh, I’m the one acting weird? Are you sure it’s not you?” “What are you talking about? I just wanted to have some fun with you because I have a shitty day and…”
  • “Would you stop saying that? If you feel so bad about being pregnant with my kid, why are you still trying to have sex with me again?” WHAT THE FUCK?
  • “I saw you bought one of those sticks to pee on to see if you’re knocked up, MC! It’s positive and it’s in the trash can! Then you keep saying how bad your day was, how you needed distraction… I know I’m more like a child and I wouldn’t probably be a good father, but… do you really need to shove that to my face? You… you don’t love me?”
  • You felt so bad… “Saeran… it’s nothing like that, you got everything wrong…” and you explained everything, your friend took the test here, she seemed stressed and worried, so you took her to shopping. “Fuck, I’m becoming as idiot as my brother!” you laughed
  • “You’re not an idiot! But you have to ask me before making your own assumptions. I would tell you right away if I were pregnant so we could figure out what to do together, that’s what you do when you love someone, you know?” he was so happy hearing you say that, you loved him, and most important, you trusted him.
  • “But, that night when we didn’t use a condom…?” “I never forget to take my pills, don’t worry about that.” “Did you take it today?” you nodded a yes, and he grinned.
  • “That lingerie shouldn’t be put to waste, wait for me in the bedroom, I’ll bring the ice cream.”
Last Call (part 1) - Sherlock x reader

A/N: Hello, everyone! So, this is my first time ever writing anything Sherlock related, and I’ve also never in my life written anything with a reader, so excuse my ordinary attempt at it…
This supposedly takes place during 2x03, but I’ve changed some things to fit the plot, so the timing is a little bit different.
Also, this is a new writing blog, so if you want to read more like this, don’t hesitate to follow me!

Word count: 4252
Warnings: angst, mentions of suicide

Originally posted by schedulingemotions

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help(less) (part 2/?)

pairing: lin x reader

warnings: swearing, blood, stitches

word count: 1,017

part 2/? of help(less). here is part one. this kind of sucks. sorry :( just struggled with a second part. lemme know what you think okay xo

Friday took ages to get there. The waiting was probably the only thing that got you through your sisters (incredibly long) engagement party. That, and Lin’s frequent texts.

Every time your phone dinged!, you instantly smiled. Something about him made your heart flutter.

On Thursday night, you were on the phone with him, laying in your childhood bedroom. 

“I was thinking dinner?” He offered.

“Hmm, I have a meeting Saturday morning and I want to prepare. How about brunch?” You could practically hear his smile through the phone.

“That sounds perfect.”

You scanned the menu at the restaurant. Honestly, you were just looking so that you wouldn’t have to catch Lin’s eyes. His damn bright brown eyes. You could feel them on you every so often, hoping you wouldn’t notice. After the third time, you lifted your head.


“You look really pretty.” 

“You said that already,” you laughed slightly.

He shrugged, “Just stating the facts.”

It was the second time he had told you that. The first being when he picked you up.

You had put on a black dress with a blue necklace, your hair braided to the side. It wasn’t much. The dress wasn’t even that skimpy. Still, he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. 

When you walked out of your apartment complex to see him out front, his smile was glowing. 

“You look really pretty,” he had told you; pink flooding both of your cheeks. 

The two of you chatted over mimosas, fighting about whether pancakes or waffles were superior. 

“Waffles are clearly better - pancakes are too dense,” he scoffed.

“You’re joking! Pancakes are literally known for being light and fluffy,” you argued.

Brunch continued, both of you having probably one drink more than you should’ve. Regardless, you sobered the second his hand took yours on the walk towards his car.

Dates like his continued for a few weeks. Every few days, you would go have lunch with him at the school he taught at. That’s where he first kissed you.

You sat at one of the desks in his classroom, laughing over PB&J sandwiches. He was in front of you, sitting on the edge of his desk. Without missing a beat, he leaned forward to wipe a crumb off the corner of your lip. You blushed and swallowed, covering your mouth to mumble and thank you.

Lin just giggled. But his face softened and his eyes flicked now to your lips. You took a breath in just before his mouth pressed to yours. The peanut butter on his lips made you smile, reminding you of elementary school where Jake had kissed you on the playground. 

Instinctively, you hand went to the back of his neck, pulling him closer. To both of your dismay, the desk was in the way, forcing him to move to your side, his lips never disconnecting from yours.

He hummed in to the kiss, making your insides feel warm. 

“Mr. Miran - oh! I, uh -”

You jumped away from Lin, causing him to stumble backwards and fall over, hitting the back of his head on his desk.

“Lin!” you shouted, immediately nervous. He shook his head though, holding his hands up in surrender.

“I’m okay! I’m okay,” he said, blushing feverishly. 

The girl at the door coughed awkwardly, snapping both of your attentions to her.

“Hi, uh - I can come back?”

Lin shook his head, “No, um, Lindsay how can I help you?”

You started packing up your lunch throwing your trash away. Lin looked up to you, only a foot away.

“I’ll see you, um,” you gestured randomly.

“Yeah, um, yeah,” Lin tried, unaware of whether to kiss you again. Lindsay’s eyes shifted from you to Lin, then back to you, as if to say do something!

You looked back at Lin, shooting finger guns at him. Lin cocked his head, but returned the gesture, a giggle bubbling out of him. 

“I’ll see you tonight, Ms. Y/L/N.”

“Have a good day, Mr. Miranda,” you sighed, utterly embarrassed.

Finger guns, Y/N, really? 

Was this really the best flirting you had in you? He just kissed you for God’s sake. You needed help.

On weekends, he came over and cooked. Usually he made pasta, but tonight he had decided on grilled cheese and tomato soup. 

“Can you throw this can in recycling for me?” He asked, handing you an empty can of tomatoes. You nodded, heading towards the garage. You tried to gently toss it into the recycling bin, but missed. Sighing, you walked down the five stairs to the ground. 

In your clumsiness, however, you managed to break the top of the can off from the tin. To make matters worse, you stepped on it.

“Fuck!” you shouted, immediately hopping to stand on one foot. Blood.

“Awe, shit,” you groaned, limping back to your flat, “Lin! Help!”

He came rushing out, “Are you - oh my God. Is that blood?” 

“Can you drive me to the hospital?”

Lin looked whiter than the snow did on the day you had first met him.

“Hey, Lin? Focus on me, not the blood. Okay?” He nodded feebly, but still looked undeniably queasy.

“Good, okay. Now can you get me - eye on me, Lin. I’m okay. Can you please get me a towel?” 

Nodding, he practically sprinted to the bathroom, grabbing an old blue towel. You wrapped it around your foot, doing your best not to wince for his sake. 

“Okay, now can you please drive me to the hospital?” Lin nodded, but looked like he might be sick.

“It’s okay! I’m okay, yeah? Let’s go.” He helped you into the car, driving much faster than he should’ve. Still, at the rate the towel was soaking, you didn’t mind.

Lin nearly blacked out when you got stitches; 19 of them, in fact. Still, he let you hold his hand (maybe more for his sake than yours, though). 

No matter what, Lin still became your rock - and you his. Everything seemed to fall into place when you were with him. So when he dropped the l bomb, it was like a weight off both of your chests. 

“Good. That would’ve been awkward if you didn’t feel the same.”

“You mean you love me too?” he asked, the worry on his face melting like snow in the spring.

“Lin, you’ve had me helpless since the moment I met you.”


The inspiration for this came from GOT7′s If You Do. I hope you guys like it!

Summary: JB’s girlfriend cheats on him again, and he breaks up with her, deciding it was the final straw. Later you discover that JB had another reason for breaking up with her: you.

Characters: JB, You, Junior

Genre: Smut

Warning: Sexual Content

Length: 2378

“I can’t believe she did this to me again,” JB seethed. He had been in your apartment for a while now, pacing and ranting about his girlfriend. She had cheated on him again, and because of her, you had to listen to your best friend in pain.

“You deserve someone better than her,” you said, just like the last time she had cheated on him. It drove you absolutely crazy that JB hadn’t broken up with her yet. She treated him terribly, flirting with guys and even cheating on JB. But she always came back and said she was sorry and that she loved him, so JB always forgave her.

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Pit Stop (Peter Quill)

A/N: Idek what this is XD I rewatched Guardians of the Galaxy and got inspired and wrote this in the very early hours of the morning so it’s super random lol. Also never written Peter Quill before, so there’s that.

Originally posted by cptnbucky

    “You have got to be kidding me, Peter,” you said, easing back the lever that controlled the power being channeled to the Milano’s engine as Peter slid into his seat. A swarm of small and vaguely humanoid forms was scampering down the street toward you, and even through the thick windshield of the ship, you could hear their keen battle cries.

    “What?” he asked innocently, flicking the shield switch.

    “Doesn’t work anymore,” you reminded him as the creatures ahead of you opened fire, their ammunition exploding in tiny puffs of flame across the nose of the ship.. “We sold the power core, remember?”

    “Oh…” he said. “Right.”

    “So, in what way was this, ‘just making a pit stop?’ I thought that consisted of like… getting some candy and going to the bathroom.”

    “Well, that was the plan, but you know, stuff can go wrong. That was why I left you with the ship,” he explained, pressing the button that activated the thrusters and pulling back a lever, shooting the craft into the air. He winked at you. “Just in case.”

    You rolled your eyes, taking a look out the window as you felt a smile spreading across your lips of its own accord. You couldn’t let him see that. “You’re so reckless. You’re probably going to die before the age of forty.”

    “Yeah, well…” he trailed off, pulling something out of his jacket and tossing it to you.

    You examined the flask in your hands. “Peter, you know I don’t really drink.”

    “Just try it,” he said. “You’ll like it.”

    “What is it?”

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I know Tuxedo Mask gets a lot of flak for not doing anything other than throwing the occasional rose and spouting a line or two of encouragement, but please consider this:

Do you know how much I would have appreciated a seriously hot guy in full opera dress showing up whenever I was at a really low point to throw roses and tell me I could triumph over this in a sexy voice when I was in school? Because it was a lot.

anonymous asked:

it's four am, if you're up for writing time canary?

“RIP HUNTER!” Sara yelled, barging into Rip’s quarters, looking, frankly, far too drunk for Rip’s taste.  Even bordering tipsy was too much for his taste, though, so that wasn’t saying much.  Either way, the point was, Sara was drunk and she was currently swaying, standing in Rip’s doorway, looking like she was ready to fall over and take a nap on his floor.  Rip sighed, and he really couldn’t place why, but that seemed to have sent her into a giggling fit.  Being the good samaritan he absolutely was, though, he decided to get up and guide her to sit on his bed so she wouldn’t lose her balance.

“For fuck’s sake, Sara, it’s 4 a.m.!  What on earth are you doing up this late- No, actually, I know what you were doing.  You were drinking, but I would very much like to know why you thought that would be a good idea-”

“You talk sooooo much.  It’s so cute.  You’re so cute when you’re annooooyed.  I should do it more often,” Sara interrupted.

“You annoy me plenty enough already, I assure you,” Rip said, decidedly ignoring the fact that he was turning pink at the ears at Sara’s comment.

“Y’know, Rippy, can I call you Rippy?” Sara asked.

“No,” Rip said.

“Rippy,” Sara said, more forcefully, “you sure put the ass in assure.”  

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Imagine Person A being surprised when people say that they didn’t know that they and Person B were dating.

sarangkaeyon  asked:

Confession: I can imagine myself as Namjoon's girlfriend, but more on the platonic/intelligent level. No dirty thought ever crossed my mind with him - I simply can't. But more like late night conversations about life, books and theories based off their MVs. That's my confession, Kenna. 😊

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“I think Jin’s already dead,” you said, waving around in the air. “In fact, I think he was the first one to die. The other music videos are just trying to make it look like he’s not dead, but he definietely is.”

Namjoon watched you talk, loving the gleam in your eyes as you continued to get more fired up as you talked about your potential theories. He didn’t say anything, just watched you with a small smile.

“Ooh, or you know what? What if Jin is the only one who’s dead? And his ghost is just visiting each of you, watching over you guys as you get into trouble and stuff. Or he’s an angel!” you cried.

“These are all great theories, babe,” Namjoon said, grabbing your hand and giving the back of it a tender kiss. “But I’m not telling you anything.”

- Admin PeachJin 🍑 

Out of the Frying Pan (31/?)

“You don’t have to do this now, you know. You’ve got a couple of other things going on in your life right now. Hardly need to worry about bursting some sort of metaphorical life bubble for me.”

Robin did laugh at that, twisting his neck and cracking the knuckles in his fingers – the sound practically overwhelming the tiny space. “It’s kind of about the money thing,” he said quickly, words tumbling out of his mouth like a dam had  broke in front of them.

“What kind of money thing?”

“A money thing that includes Gold calling me a week ago and bumping up the payment schedule and not being even remotely pleased with you losing on purpose.”

AN: This is actually kind of short, but the angst is coming guys. As promised. As always @laurnorder & @distant-rose make this all so much better and are both the absolute best. 

Living it up on Ao3 & tag’ed up on Tumblr

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goodnight-friend-deactivated201  asked:

Would you like to have a friendly discussion about feminism? I'm a feminist myself but views on certain things differ between feminists, for example whether pornography is empowering or degrading to women.

absolutely! feel free to message me or send in asks. :)

(I’m going to go ahead and address the topic you already said something about…)

the pornography situation you mentioned is complicated in the fact that there is no correct answer. different people will have different opinions on whether it empowers or degrades women, so I guess this is something that needs to avoid generalizations. you can only apply whatever someone answers to that one person.

some women are going to find pornographies empowering because the women are nude, allowed to be sexual without being called derogatory terms, exposed, not having to be as modest, or whatever it is that makes them feel powerful and liberated. other women are going to look at how the actresses and porn stars are being treated in a particular video (like are they being used, or dominated, or treated lesser) and find it to be degrading. perspective and opinion is important when it comes to answering if porn is empowering or degrading.

let’s be honest though; sex can be degrading sometimes, depending on what you consider degrading. it’s hard to find a good balance where one person doesn’t have more control or dominance over the other. in most positions, one person is usually atop the other, so this also depends on what you consider controlling, if that makes sense. for example, the person more often on top is typically seen as more dominant than the person on bottom. does this mean the person on bottom is being degraded? again, it depends on what you consider degrading.

(in my own opinion, dominant does not equal degrading. but, if to you it does, the next paragraph is for you.)

and hear me out on this: it isn’t necessarily a bad thing. dominance, mild control, or mild degradation. some people enjoy that kind of thing in the bedroom, and some people like being submissive. we all have our own kinks, and there’s nothing wrong with them as long as limits are set and understood and followed. if you get off on being called things like “slut” or “whore”, I am not here to judge you, because while you might like that in a sexual sense with a specific person, that doesn’t mean you like it to your face when it’s inappropriate. The bedroom and the workplace are two different places, and an acquaintance and a significant other are two different people. so unless you’re given permission to speak to someone that way because they want to be, don’t do it.

sorry if the explanation is rough. I understand what I’m trying to say because in my mind I know what I mean and so my explanation makes sense to me, but it might not to anyone reading this. sometimes it’s hard to put thoughts onto paper (or text post haha).

have a lovely day xx

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Khanolly Six Sentence prompt - "How do you like me now?"

“I like you just fine,” Khan said, confused. “In fact, I love you, but you already knew that.”

Molly chuckled as she leaned against the doorway of their bedroom. “I mean do you like how I look?” She’d styled her hair into sexy disarray, like she had just gotten out of bed instead of getting ready to go into it. She’d also paid special attention to her make-up to emphasize her eyes and lips, features he always said he loved.

“You look beautiful.” His eyes never left hers. “As always.”

She smiled a bit, amused. “You’re allowed to look down, you know. I won’t get offended, I promise.”

Khan took in her sheer black negligee and peignoir, his eyes darkening. “Ah. I believe the right words are ‘enchanting,’ ‘enticing,’ and ‘goddess.’” He took her in his arms then murmured in her ear, “But the best words to describe you would be ‘my everything,’ for that is what you are.”

(Love that, thanks!)

Towards the End

Request:  can you do a endverse!cas smut? you can follow any plot line you want. :) – Anon

Pairings: Cas x Reader

Warnings: swearing, smut, Cas being high?

Word Count: 1221

Well this was fun to write lol but sorry if it’s short

(Gifs not mine, credits to owners)

You were driving back alone as you’ve lost two of your men after the run, but you managed to get away, complete the task, and got back with the supplies of weaponry and ammo. “(Y/n)!” You heard Dean yell. You sighed as you parked and hopped off. “Where’s Tom and Arthur?” He asked and you looked down. He lightly gasped and gathered you in his arms as you fought back a sob. “There were too many, I –I had to crawl my way out.” You whispered and he hushed you.

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Over My Dead Body

“Shut up, you’ll wake Stiles!” you yelled in a hushed whisper as your boyfriend Derek managed to topple yet another item from your nightstand.

“So what? I’m a werewolf, he can’t do anything to me.”

“Yea, but he can tell dad have him ship me off to a monastery.” you said kissing Derek as you straddled him. “He already can’t stand the fact that we’re dating.”

“I wouldn’t let that happen,” he said pushing away the strap of your tank top and placing a kiss on your collarbone. “Over my dead body.” he said nipping at it causing you to giggle lightly.

“Good, because I have no idea how I’d survive without your amazing-”

“Personality,” he asked.

“I was going to say cock but I’m feeling nice so yea. Your personality,” you said pulling his shirt over his head.

“Not nice,”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make you feel a lot better,” you said pulling his pants down and reaching into his boxers for his erection. “What do you want me to do with it?” you asked stroking it.

“Suck it,” he groaned.

“I can do that,” you said sliding down his body as you pulled his boxers down.

You continued to stroke him until he was hard enough then you brought your mouth down over him. You teased his tip and licked away the bead of precum present before taking him all in and bobbing your head up and down.

He gripped your hair tightly and began forcing you to take in more, causing you to gag. He knew that a part of you loved it when he’d make you gag and he loved the sensation of it so it was a win-win.

You began jerking what you couldn’t fit into your mouth and soon enough felt him twitch. You took the chance to suck and pump him harder, until you felt the familiar hot, sticky liquid hitting the back of your throat in thick spurts. You kept sucking until there was nothing left, Then you swallowed and released him from your mouth with a pop.

“That was amazing,” he said petting your head.

“I aim to please.”

“Well you always succeed.”

 “Only your seed,” you said placing a kiss on his lips.

“Come on up here,” he said with a smirk while still lying on your bed.

You smirked knowingly and slipped your underwear off before lining your center up with his lips. He pulled you down to him and wasted time with you. He delved his tongue into your tight heat, causing you to cry out.

Shut up, you’ll wake Stiles,” he mocked before slurping your clit into his mouth and sucking on it hungrily.

He went back to licking at your entrance, prompting you to move against his face. He loved it when you rode his face, especially when he was in a position to see you do it.

Your quiet moans only encouraged him and with his desire to perform, you were brought to your climax.

He then proceeded to flip you over and climb on top of you. He made short work of your tank top and began massaging your boobs until you were begging for him.

Eventually, he obliged and plunged himself into your wet heat, causing you to cry out.

“Shh,” he emphasised putting a hand over your mouth while he pounded you mercilessly.

Your hands clawed at the expanse of his back and you thought you would explode from all the pleasure. You couldn’t hold it in anymore, you came and released the loudest scream you could muster.

Derek chuckled at that and began making strides towards his own orgasm when you heard your door being flung open.

“Y/N, are you okay?” your brother Stiles exclaimed as he defensively held a metal bat.

“I’m fine Stiles,” you groaned as Derek rolled off of you.

Derek, what the hell are you doing naked in my sister’s bed?”

“Building a sand castle.” Derek replied sarcastically.

“Y/N, I thought I told you to stay away from him.”

“You did, but I love Derek.”

“Derek, I think you should go before I break out a jar of mistletoe on your ass.”

“Stiles, I’m not a kid,”

“Derek is not the right guy for you.”

“We’ve been dating for almost a year. Have I hurt her?”

“Not that I know of,”

“He hasn’t, now go.”

“Fine, but I’m not happy.”

“You’re never happy,” you countered.

“Shut up, and keep it down already.” Stiles scoffed walking out.

As soon as you and Derek thought you were alone, Stiles came bursting in again.

“By the way Y/N, does dad know of this?”

“Goodbye Stiles,” you yelled tossing a pillow at him.

anonymous asked:

Heyo~ Can I request McCree saving his S/O from Reaper? Maybe Reaper caught her when she went out for shopping in the morning or whatever you see fit. S/o was an Overwatch agent, and Reaper wants to know the other remaining agents locations but he doesn't know that he got McCree's S/O.Or something like that?But the main idea being that McCree saves S/o from Reaper :D (Sorry if it sounds rubbish but I have a migraine at and it sucks.. :"D)

This is actually so cool! I live for the whole ‘Reaper being McCree’s dad’ thing so this will be interesting to write. Migraines are the worst, take it easy anon :(

“Mmm darlin’, you are lookin’ so beautiful today,” Jesse said as you walked down the street, hand in hand.

It was a sunny Saturday afternoon and you and Jesse decided to spend the day checking out some local shops and getting some lunch at your favourite cafe. You almost forgot how busy your little town got on the weekends; it had been a while since the two of you had the chance to get out. Jesse had been gone on Overwatch missions a lot, typically being gone for weeks at a time. You were glad that that part of your life was over—but it pained you to see the love of your life still grinding through those dangerous assignments.

Your mind was trailing off when Jesse threw something soft around your neck.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear something so beautiful, darlin’. It really…brings out your eyes! I’m buying it for you, no ifs, ands, or buts!” Jesse said laughing.

You hadn’t even had the chance to really look at what he’d put on you before he pulled you over to the counter and paid for it. You glanced in the mirror behind the counter and saw a long scarf draped over your shoulders that was uncannily similar to Jesse’s serape.

You couldn’t hold back your giggles and said, “Jesse! It’s 26 degrees, I don’t need a scarf!”

“Well, you know what they say: beauty is pain,” he said with a wink. Despite the fact you were already a little sweatier than you’d like to admit, something about that scarf made you really, truly happy and made you wear it anyway.

Jesse saw a new gun shop as you continued walking down the street and casually mentioned taking a peek inside.

“They won’t have anything better than my Peacekeeper, but it could be worth a look,” he said, trying to act like he wasn’t that interested.

“Go take a look, I won’t stop you,” you said through giggles. You planned on looking at shoes in the store across from the gun shop anyway, so it didn’t really bother you. Normally, you wouldn’t like getting separated in such a crowded place, but Jesse always knew where to find you. He always had some way of making you feel safe, even when he wasn’t by your side.

You looked through some of the shoes, but nothing really caught your eye. You stepped outside of the store and didn’t see Jesse anywhere on the street; you just figured he was still browsing the gun selection.

You stepped on your tiptoes to try to see above the crowd to find a bench to sit on, but your vision suddenly went black and you felt your head roughly get pulled back. Your screams were silenced by something hard covering your mouth, and you felt your whole body get grabbed and pushed.

Within a few excruciatingly long minutes, you could see again after being thrown onto the hard ground. Your hands and ankles were tied together, and your mouth was taped shut. It seemed like you were in the back of some alley, but the place seemed so strange to you. You thought you knew every inch of that small town—but this place seemed so out of place and wrong. Were you even in the same town? It’s not like you could have been taken far. You were overwhelmed with emptiness when you realized the soft hug of your scarf was gone, and you felt Jesse’s embrace had gone with it. The hundreds of questions racing through your head were instantly replaced with one thought: Jesse.

Your mind didn’t settle on that thought for long before a dark figure hovered over you. He was wearing some horrific mask out of a horror movie and was veiled in a dark, misty cloak. He pulled a gun out of his pocket and pointed it directly at you.

“Look, _____, I don’t have a lot of time to waste. So, I’ll make this really simple for you: tell me the locations of all the Overwatch members that you know, or I’ll kill you right now. Don’t bother screaming, or I’ll shut you up for good,” the man growled in a grim tone.

He reached towards your face with sharp claws and ripped the tape off your mouth. You whimpered at the pain, but tried your best to hold it back.

“I don’t know any of the agents’ locations, I haven’t been a part of Overwatch for years!” you urged, hoping he might somehow understand. You underwent training as a member about dealing with situations like this: you were taught that remaining calm and being clear were most important for survival. But you hadn’t trained or exercised that kind of strength in so long—you could barely keep it together now. If you could hear the panic in your voice, there was no doubt the man could too.

The man cocked his gun back and loaded it.

“Please! I really don’t know anything, I couldn’t tell you anything if I wanted to!” you begged, your voice breaking with tears welling in your eyes.

“If you really know nothing, then you’re just a loose end. It just has to end this way,” the man said, steadying his aim at you.

You started sobbing and closed your eyes, but the sound of another gun being loaded interrupted you.

“Step back!” that familiar voice you loved so much yelled out. You looked over and saw him standing firmly with his gun pointed at the man, your scarf wrapped tightly around his arm.

The man looked over, and to your surprise, the man seemed somewhat shocked. His arm dropped loosely and his gun pointed at the ground, away from you.

“…Jesse?” the man said somewhat softly with his dark voice.

Jesse stood his ground for a moment, confused about how this stranger knew his name. But he quickly lowered his weapon, shock forming on his face as the realization hit him.

“Gabriel? Gabriel Reyes…is that you?” Jesse said, his voice breaking painfully.

The man was silent, but the look between him and Jesse displayed the truth.

“What…what happened to you?” Jesse said with worry, and from what you could tell, care. Jesse seemed really concerned about this man, Gabriel, and almost seemed glad to see him, despite the circumstances.

Gabriel glanced at you, then looked down and clenched his fist.

“You don’t have to worry… I’ll keep you safe, like I always have,” Gabriel said quickly, his voice tight. His body was suddenly enveloped in shadows, and he disappeared into the darkness.

“Wait! No!” Jesse yelled as he ran towards the fog, falling to his knees where Gabriel once stood. He stared at the ground in shock for a few moments before crawling over to you, untying your wrists and ankles, and holding you in his arms.

Jesse didn’t cry very often, at least not over things that genuinely hurt him, but you could hear his stifled breaths as he quietly cried into your shoulder. You held him close and gently ran your fingers through his hair, trying to whisper words of comfort into his ear.

Jesse collected himself and looked at you, making sure you were okay. But this wasn’t the first time this sort of thing had happened to you—you were almost used to it in a sense, despite not having endured it for a long time. Jesse was the one who so obviously needed your support, and you were willing to give it to him wholeheartedly.

Although Jesse never explicitly said it, you were quickly able to connect the dots and realized that Gabriel Reyes must have been the Gabe Jesse spoke of so often—he was the only real father Jesse ever had. You couldn’t imagine what he was going through, but you’d be there for him through all of it. Jesse always knew how to make you feel better—now it was your turn.

“Come, sweetheart, lets go home. I’ll pick up your favourite burger from our cafe and we can cuddle and watch your favourite movie. We can even get out our good whiskey,” you said, smiling at him, hoping to see that beautiful smile back at you.

“Nothin’ sounds better than doin’ that with you, darlin’,” Jesse said with a sniffle, a small smile forming on his face.

You helped each other up and you wrapped your scarf around both of your shoulders as you walked out the alley. Sometimes, you just needed to share in the warmth of each other’s love to get through hard times like these.

The Betrayed - Part One

“You honestly can’t expect me to betray him,’ Y/N explained to Scott. You can’t even believe Scott would ask you to betray Stiles at all.

“Please Y/N, It isn’t the Stiles you know; he’s changed,” Scott pleaded to you. You just stared at him dumbfounded at how he could ask you. Even if it isn’t the same Stiles you once knew, you can’t betray your best friend like that.

“I guess I can do it, If it’s necessary,” Y/N exhaled, trying to avoid the eye contact with Scott, who looked thrilled you accepted his offer. Y/N walked away from him and headed to your locker. The stress of the upcoming events washing over you.

“What’s wrong,” Liam asked as he walked over to your locker. A worried look covered his usual happy grin. I guess his werewolf senses picked up the stench of your stress.

“Scott wants me to go on a date with Stiles tonight,” you said as you watched a lurid expression crawl onto his face. His jaw completely dropped and his eyes wide open.

“That’s honestly such bullshit, you aren’t a werewolf like the rest of us, you can’t protect yourself,” Liam said, stating facts you already went through. You just wanted to hug the boy but you couldn’t. Scott made you promise not to do anything that will make Stiles think the date is a plot.

“Liam I have to go, I have to find Stiles,” Y/N said, a confident mood washed over you. Y/N was remembering what Scott had told her, “don’t ruin this”. You walked over to Stiles’s locker looking like a complete badass, when on the inside you wanted to die. When you finally saw his locker you saw Stiles there putting things into his locker.

“Hey Stiles, I was wondering if you had any plans,” Y/N giggled, putting on her best impression of a school girl with a crush. Stiles gave you a sly look before completely giving you his full attention.

“Nothing yet, what’s the plan,” Stiles said with a sexy tone, making your insides rattle. Y/N knows this is a mission but it doesn’t mean she can’t have fun with it.

“Good, that’s what I like to hear, pick me up at 9,” Y/N said giving him a little wink before turning away from him and walking away. “Phase one done,” Y/N whispered to herself, hoping Scott could hear it.

Part Two?

Why your sign sucks
  • Aries- you act all high and mighty but really all you do is make people feel bad and upset yourself
  • Taurus- all you do is complain. you are oblivious to your complaining but holy shit
  • Gemini- you think you deserve everything in the whole world but you treat people like shit and don't want to admit it
  • Cancer- you manipulate people to try to make yourself seem like the good guy when really you're the devil in disguise
  • Leo- you cannot admit to your flaws unless you're doing it as a way to get sympathy for yourself
  • Virgo- you're like a hermit crab? Like you never come out of your shell but then when you do you fuck everyone up
  • Libra- stop trying to be who you're not. You whine because "no one understands you" but how could you expect anyone to get you if you are constantly pretending to be a different person everyday
  • Scorpio- you bitch and moan about your emotions but then won't listen to anyone else's problems. Like wtf is wrong with you?
  • Sagittarius- half the time you're stating facts that have already been said. stop taking credit for words and ideas that belong to other people, u jerk
  • Capricorn- you're so pretentious and judgmental and you treat people like they don't matter. (if you deny it you know it's because you're too pretentious to admit it)
  • Aquarius- not everyone thinks you're as great as you think you are. Stop trashing people who don't like you and maybe just get over yourself?
  • Pisces- you act like you're such a visionary and pretend you're so different from everyone else when really you just sit at home judge people who actually are different