you are completely remarkable

Stop You Myself

Request: Can you do a reggie imagine based off of these please 😊 22 23 24 26

Prompts: #22 “You had one job!” #23 “How is it that you’re a complete flop at everything you do?” #24 “You need to stop.” #26  “If you continue to do what you’re doing, I won’t hesitate to come over there and stop you myself.

a/n; I love Reggie, and I’m really annoyed by how bad this turned out

Word Count: 508

Pairing: Reggie Mantle X Reader

Y/N’s P.O.V

“Reggie.” I muttered under my breath as I searched through his bag, he had left it with me well he went to do something, I can’t really remember, right now I’m more concerned about the fact that my River Vixens uniform top isn’t in here, it’s a long story and it’s nothing like it sounds since I’m saying my boyfriend should have my shirt. “You’re in trouble.” I heard faintly, making me look up to see Moose looking between Reggie and I. I crossed my arms, patiently waiting for Reggie to come over here, “you had one job!” I sighed, as he sheepishly looked at me. 

“You couldn’t have just put the top in there when I texted you?” I asked, pouting up at him, his friends found it quite amusing how easy it was for him to listen to me. “Sorry.” He laughed under his breath, picking his bag up off the chair, searching around in it. He glanced up at me and raised an eyebrow, “how is it that you’re a complete flop at everything you do?” He remarked, pulling the top out of the dark back pack.

I tore it from his grip, “how?” I mumbled, narrowing my eyes at him. “You’re pushing your luck, Mantle.” I warned, he rolled his eyes, “sure I am.”


“You need to stop.” Reggie stated, and I froze, pizza slice half way into my mouth. “What?” My voice was muffled by the food, “this.” He motioned to me sitting peacefully on his bed, eating a piece of pizza I stole from him. “What?” I asked again, this time not having any food in my mouth. I raised an eyebrow, “stealing your food?” I asked for confirmation, he nodded, continuing his pointless workout, he can skip one night, to hang out with me. 

“Babe.” I whined, watching as he did push ups, laughing at my child-like tendencies, “if you continue to do what you’re doing, I won’t hesitate to come over there and stop you myself.” I stated, being completely serious, he only laughed again. “Sure you will, Y/N.” He rolled his eyes. I raised my eyebrow, putting the food down and standing up, trudging over to him. 

My feet were directly in his sight line as he continued his actions. I sighed, lowering myself to be on the floor, sliding under him like I’ve done many times before. He always falls for it, he just doesn’t realize it. Every time he lowered himself down he would peck my lips, not that I was complaining. 

He kept doing this until I placed my hand on the back  of his slightly damp neck, keeping him from going back up again. I smirked against his lips as I felt him stop trying to pull back, “damn it.” He mumbled as he moved back so we could breathe, “you fall for it every time.” I smirked up at him, he rolled his eyes. 

“Yeah, yeah.” He sighed, lowering himself down once again, now this is a better way to spend our time.

Lights Out, Let’s Talk

Bucky Barnes/ Reader

Originally posted by lowkibarnes

Words: 1,671

Summary: The electricity would go down right in the middle of your time sensitive research paper. At least your neighbor is great company.

Prompt: “Bucky X reader where reader has a low key crush on Bucky but reader and Bucky haven’t known each other for a long time.They don’t speak one on one as much as she would like so she thinks it’s too soon to make a move but she’s way too shy to make a move yet she’s constantly dreaming about cuddling into his side or holding his hand”

Tagging: @kwaiky

Requested by: Anonymous

Author’s note: shout out to dreammoods for being there for me! this is my second rewrite of this fic bc my previous idea was ://. this is like :/ with the addition of fluff. idk im always critical of my stuff lmao srry yall. This is my first Bucky Barnes fic?? WOW Y’ALL I LUV BUCKY W/ ALL MY HEART YET I NEVER …PUBLISHED A FIC ABOUT HIM?

It seemed like a typical romance movie or book where you find yourself having a crush on your neighbor. You dream about a life that could be but are far too shy to even suggest a hint of romance. You call yourself a hopeless romantic and, boy, are you!

Sometimes you take a peep through the peephole when you hear a noise from outside your door to see your neighbor, Bucky, walk into his apartment. You know it’s stupid, your friends tell you all the time, but you can’t bring yourself to go beyond what you’ve already said to him. Your friends are practically waiting for your wedding registry to go live on Bed, Bath, and Beyond.

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The CEO (M) - Part 1

Pairing - Chanyeol x reader 
Genre - Smut later on 
word count - 889
Warning - sexual content, mainly smut later in the next chapters.
dedicated to - @chanyoel 

I was sitting comfortably in an armchair at the local café with a latte in my hand trying to take a break from the world as I have been under a lot of stress recently, so I’ve been trying a few techniques to calm myself down by breathing. Honestly, I would have laughed in your face a week ago if you told me to breathe but it really does work. Finally, my career goals is complete as of last week I signed up for my dream job in one of the best prospering law companies in Korea. I can’t believe this is happening to me, I’ve been so determined to achieve this goal and I’ve finally made it happen. I was going to become the first and youngest woman to become a CEO in the company.

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A lot more new and updated compared to the last one!

Writing is not ranked from newest to oldest. Also categorized by the 5sos boy. I suddenly got disappointed and lazy on myself so yup, shitty me started on Lego Blocks. So please do expect some pieces that don’t have descriptions and are not categorized by the time they were posted.

Oh and I’ve just realized that once you click SOME hyperlinks here, you’re gonna be automatically redirected to Safari or generally a browser because, Tumblr. So yeah, click this.

And yes, I did exclude some pieces of my writing from here because they’re just full of shit.

Last updated : November 26, 2016



“You promise?” - Ashton worries about he’ll end up just like his father in terms of being a father so you assure him he’s not.

Eighth Month - how Ashton reacts, especially when you’re on your eighth month of pregnancy.

“Sorry.” -  Ashton’s slowly getting irritated since his girlfriend Y/N has already developed a habit of saying sorry way too much.

Ours - “How long would you keep doing this? Never letting go of our daughter?” You playfully asked.

Park Dates - Daddy Ashton forgets to take his daughter in a park date for the second time in a row.

Facade - behind Ashton’s facade of portraying to be a really happy person, is a dull life that only you, as his psychiatrist and the boys would know about. *slight trigger warning*

Long Way Home - Ashton takes the long way home in hopes of fixing his relationshi with you before he drops you off to your old flat, one last time.

Art Student!Ashton - he’s falling apart and it’s his fault.


Cool, right? - Calum’s idea of a family day which kinda turns out as a flop.

Eighth Month - how Calum reacts, especially when you’re on your eighth month of pregnancy.

Insomnia - you have insomnia and forgot to pack your medicine, causing the boys to have a competition on who can make you go to sleep first.

Baby Bump - Calum just really loves perching his hands up your baby bump.

nicotine - based from P!ATD’S song, ‘Nicotine’.

Talk to Me - Calum forgets to go on the date you were really looking forward to since he was drinking beers at Luke’s apartment.

Art Major!Calum - you helped Calum on boosting up his calligraphy skills since he sucks at it and one thing leads to another.

Not Now, Not Ever - Calum suddenly sobers up from his drunken state at the mention of you stating that you’re officially done with his antics.

Late - different writing style I was experimenting with.

“I have no energy to even talk to you.” - Calum cheats.

Good Luck Charm - you’re Calum’s good luck charm.

Masterpiece - Calum does something for your birthday which involves you being the masterpiece.

Weakling - both you and Michael decided to annoy Calum and Ashton at thr gym because why not?

Sweater Paws - he does this thing.

Cooties - he’s really shy around you that it’s like you have them.

Pregnant - slight trigger warning!

Monster - trigger warning!

Broken - he takes his wife which is you, for granted.

Flowers - he stops on giving them, which leads to something else.

History  - he was a complete idiot.

Petty - Calum’s petty.

Body Language - “Just know that I do love you.”

Buzzcut - Calum would get a portion of his hair shaved until it ends up as a buzzcut for every insecurity you would point out. *trigger warning*

Missing - “Hey PA.”

“I’m okay.” -  Calum and Y/N hate each other and Calum takes it too far by blaming Y/N for everything bad in the world during a fight.

Here - *trigger warning*

Here - Calum hates timezones.

No Reason -  plus-sized piece of writing that lives up to its label and shouldn’t be overlooked.

Night! - an upgrade of Period, the request I got for Luke.

Holiday - he’s nervous as fuck.

Late - he left, without a doubt nor an explanation.

Continue - his original plan.

Long Night - song pref.

“Suits you well.” - literally.

“That smells like me.” - stolen shirts.

“No.” - less talk, more sleeping.


Eighth Month - how Luke reacts, especially when you’re on your eighth month of pregnancy.

Okay Then - trigger warning!

Daddy’s Little Princess - Luke lashes out onto his daughter, causing her to cry and make him feel like a shit father.

Twins - You and Luke are twins, and you’re disappointed that he won’t be able to attend to your graduation, but then, he still goes to it nonetheless.

Princess - Luke lashes out and starts a fight with you since you forgot to wash his plaid shirt since you have a fever.

Sneeze - You and your family visits the Hemmings household for the tradition of having dinners in each others’ houses. Luke puts something in a dish that triggers your allergy, and one thing leads to another.

Disneyland - slight smut!

Pregnancy Duties - Luke is sure as hell prepared to be a father.

“I sure as hell won’t.” - Luke refuses to say goodbye and let go of you.

Silent Treatments - Luke hates silent treatments.

“This time, I mean it.” - “By that, you’re hurt.”

“Are these enough?” - “Take care of you, of course. No question ‘bout that love.”

Outcast - you’re the outcast of the school but that was bound to change with Luke striking up a conversation with you.

Crazy - slight smut!

Family - “Welcome to the family.”

Period - you get it unexpectedly while you sleep over at Luke’s, leading into something a little awkward but unforgettable.

Jealous - Luke’s jealous because you’re management team decides on making you fake-date a guy, which is not him.

So Damn Cute - slight smut!

Good Enough - “If I’m not good enough for my own fucking dad Luke, if I cna’t be enough for the one man that was supposed to protect me no matter what, then I will never be enough for you, or enough to make you stay. *somehow triggering*

Mornings - you hate waking up in the mornings without Luke by your side so you throw a little tantrum about it while you’re in the process of convincing him  to stay at home.


Waste The Night - An unplanned trip a year ago was basically what made you and Luke a couple, and for fucks sake, Luke prayed that it won’t end here too.”

Tired - He smirked, “Husband material, don’t mention it. I already know.”

Powder Power - “Just so you know, Lexie told me that I have the powder power.”

Permanent - “You got a tattoo for me?”

Hold On - you start losing people that are very dear to you, loved one after loved one, and you’re afraid that Luke might be too.

Famous Last Words - Luke’s struggling to fulfill his part in his relationship with you while you pretend to not notice until a misunderstanding happens, which may mend what the of you are now.

“Please tell me this isn’t goodbye.” - “I almost thought I actually lost you.”

Surprise - it’s your birthday.

End Of It - fluff in where your husband of more than thirty years, which is Luke, finds your old wedding dress.

The Nice Guy - Luke has a massive crush on you so he constantly goes to the restaurant you’re working in while you deny your feelings for him, but you jealousy prevails when he brings his ‘girlfriend’ for a PR stunt.

Good - Luke makes a way.


Eighth Month - how Michael reacts, especially when you’re on your eighth month of pregnancy.

Get Scared - Michael thought you were the shy and girly girlfriend which he was then proved wrong later on. 

Snorlax - Michael uses Pokemon GO as a valid and a legit reason to barge into your house and confess his feelings for you.

Sex Tape - The boys accidentally find the sex tape you and Michael recorded.

Target - Michael bribes his and your daughter, Elle, with ice cream to not tell you that his daddy lost her in Target, which she adorably failed doing so.

Four A.M. - the first chapter of this fanfic that I originally posted in wattpad.

Mr. Toddles - Your fish that’s very dear to you dies, causing you to cry and Michael misunderstands it as something else.

Lego Blocks - Ex-boyfriend!Michael

Ex-boyfriend!Michael -  Ex-boyfriend!Mikey is in L.A and forgets his keys to his flat in another country, he goes to Y/N, his ex-girlfriend in hopes since she has spare keys.

Enthusiasm -  Michael lacks the enthusiasm Y/N deserves every time he’s with her.

Sexually Frustrated - smut!

Bracelets - one of my favorites. Trigger warning!

“I don’t want her to grow up just yet.” - he really doesn’t want his and yours baby girl too.

His First Fucking Word - “This is a fucking weird family.”

Anytime - you need comfort, Michael supplies.

Brother - “You are so dead. I’m gonna tell mom.”

Together - you’re falling for the person you hate.

“You’re making me love you more.” - Michael adores you.

Pause - inspired by Marshall and Lily from How I Met Your Mother.

“That’s today?” - he forgets your birthday.

“Commitment, bitch.” - Michael carries around his and yours baby girl, carrying her diaper bag and grinning with you. He then completely shuts off someone who made a rude remark about it.

Stellar - Michael adores kids.

Viridian Green - unknown to the public’s eye is how Michael truly is once he’s inside these four walls that he considers as home.

Own You - Michael proves to you that your dyslexia doesn’t own you.

“They reminded me of you.” - tour is finally over.

Maybe - you and Michael are exes, warming up to each other slowly but surely to cope up with the fact that you’re his P.A. And maybe,it was bound to change just because of what he said.

I’m open to the possibility.” - that you don’t love me anymore.

Meant To Be - literally hours before your wedded to Michael.



Baby Names

Bed Love




michael as a dad would include

michael giving hugs

whatever you do, don’t try to imagine michael…

giving michael the silent treatment

dating ashton

yeah but

luke annoying you

fights with michael


imagine Michael groaning out

“It was supposed to be cool.”

Ashton as a dad

ok but imagine this concept

a couple of seconds

after having a fight with calum


yeah but

“Don’t you even dare.”

daddy ashton in the sidelines

calum as a dad

hugging a tired calum

drunk of his ass calum

nights with luke

michael as a dad

stuttering wedding vows


different calum faces

Happy Birthday, Luke! ¾

Happy Birthday, Luke! 2/4

Happy Birthday, Luke! ¼

really happy michael


pouty calum

as per requested

malum lives on forever

hey sunshine

idk why

fluff, i like that shit

really happy luke makes me really happy

this makes me so happy

happy birthday michael

happy birthday michael 2/3

happy birthday michael 3/3

when you know you’ve been right all along

Number Stuff

1. “You don’t know how long I waited for you to burst in those doors and tell that you love me again.” c a l m

2. “She’s beautiful.” c a l m

3. “Fuck you.” c a l m

4. “I wrote a song. And it’s for you.” c a l m

5. “Just please. Just this once. Let me in again in those walls of yours.” c a l m

6. Love Me or Leave Me  c a l m

7. “I’ve grown used to it.” c a l m

8. “It got stuck.” c a l m

9. “Fuck, that’s hot.” c a l m

10. “I can’t help it.” c a l m

11. Always  c a l m

12. “I don’t know what would happen to me if you leave. But I can assure you that I’m not going be the same once you do it.” c a l m

13. “Hey. Wake up.” c a l m

14. “Don’t make me say it.” c a l m

15. The End  c a l m

16. “You made me a promise, daddy. And you broke it.” c a l m

17. “I’m afraid I can’t do that baby girl.” c a l m

18. “Shut up.” c a l m

19. “Sing me to sleep?” c a l m

20. “I’m tired.” c a l m

21. “No matter how much you shut me out, I still love you. And I can’t deny it.” c a l m

22. “Oh my god.” c a l m

23. “I know just the thing, baby.” c a  l m

24. “You’re killing me when you do that.”  c a  l m

25. “What the hell are you doing here?”  c a  l m

26. “No. No. And another fucking no.”  c a  l m

27. “Hey.”  c a  l m

28. “Please?”  c a  l m

29. “She has your eyes.”  c a  l m

30. “This is so sappy I want to cry and kill you at the same time.”  c a  l m

31. “Rubber gloves are just underrated condoms.”  c a  l m

32. I Miss You   c a  l m

33. “Sup homeboy.”  c a  l m

34. “Is that my shirt that you’re wearing?”  c a  l m

35. “Woah. T-that’s hot.”  c a  l m

36. “You should wear my snapbacks more.”  c a  l m

37. “Stop saying that.”  c a  l m

38. “It’s funny. Seeing you again here. Same time, same place.”  c a  l m

39. “Trust me, I tried my best.”  c a  l m

40. Inside Out  c a  l m

41. “It’s so fluffy. I need to stab someone to be punk rock I guess.”  c a  l m

42. “Boo-hoo little bitch.”  c a  l m

43. “I made a playlist. And all of the songs reminded me of you.”  c a  l m

44. “That’s one hell of a good looking pilot.”  c a  l m
45. “You can never be her.”  c a  l m

46. “I’m glad you don’t wear that shit.”  c a  l m

47. “I don’t want to say goodbye. And I never will.”  c a  l m

48. FOOLS  c a  l m

49. “I notice the little things about you. And they make a shit ton of difference.”  c a  l m

50. “Were you just jerking off?  c a  l m

Angst Alphabet


Quote Stuff

don’t make this a flop

- one

Are these what you call recs?




Associated accounts

@im-cool-ask-my-mom (main blog that I barely use, follows and likes come from here)






(don’t even bother finding the other seven)


I’ll redo and probably continue these ones when I sort out everything, promise.

Tattoo Artist!Michael - masterlist

CEO!Calum - masterlist

Gang Leader!Ashton - masterlist

Divorced!Luke - masterlist

Prince!Luke - masterlist

Stupidly in Love - masterlist

Let’s co-write together!

I’m officially opening a portion in which you can submit any kind of writing, may be an imagine, a preference, a blurb or just of any kind of writing!

Requests are and always will be open :) !

If you do know anything on how to make a masterlist that really is made for mobiles, kindly send me an ask/message me about it. Thank you!

Enjoy reading :)

My Tall Boyfriend // Kim Yugyeom

Originally posted by choijaes

Pairing: Yugyeom x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary//Request: smalliemichelle99 said: Hi admin!! I love you scenarios, so can I request for a Yugyeom scenario where he introduce his girlfriend to the members and they tease him for the height difference cause she is so short?? THANKS IN ADVANCE ADMIN.

“Are you sure I look okay? I don’t look too stupid right? Are they all going to be there when we go in?” you asked Yugyeom nervously as you struggled to keep up with his pace while you were both en route to GOT7 dorms.

“Stop worrying jagiya, you never look stupid! You know that I think you always look cute” he cooed into your face as he tugged on your hand, pulling you closer into him. His loving affections were beautiful, but it didn’t stop the lump from forming in your throat.

You met Yugyeom around 8 months ago by chance in the convenience store that you worked part time in. He was buying ridiculous amounts of ice-cream and snacks, trying to juggle them all in his arms as he waddled towards you at the cash register. Of course, you knew who he was the moment you seen him – you would have been living under a rock if you didn’t, but you couldn’t believe that he was in your store. You played it cool, not acting like a typical fan girl as he set all of his things down on the counter for you to scan them. When you told him the total, you saw him rummaging around in his backpack and pockets, obviously looking for his wallet before donning a face that you seen very frequently. The look of “Oh shit, I forgot my wallet”.

“Uh…I’m really sorry but I forgot my wallet to pay for all of this. I’ll just go and put it back” he said, red faced and embarrassed as the people behind him in the queue began to get impatient. You sighed, feeling totally sorry for him and knowing that he was very obviously telling the truth.

“It’s okay, I can spot you this time. Just come by later and pay it, okay?” you smiled sweetly as you pulled out some money from your own purse which was under the counter. Yugyeom looked at you wide eyed, thankful but still mortified. When he returned a few hours later to pay you, the rest of GOT7 had persuaded him to ask you for your number – to which he bravely chanced his luck, and of course, you gave it to him willingly. Now, 8 months later, you were proud to call him your boyfriend; and today he wanted to finally introduce you to his older brothers. You were extremely apprehensive. Would they like you? Would they see you for who you are, rather than just another girl who was a fan?

You arrived at the dorms, going through the back entrance with Yugyeom. As he punched in the security code to open the door, you heart started thumping so loudly that you were sure the whole world could hear it. Before opening the door, Yugyeom turned round to you, towering over your frame before pulling you in close and hugging you tightly.

“Don’t worry (Y/N), I promise you that everything will be fine. They will love you, okay?” he whispered as he placed a small, chaste kiss on top of your forehead, making you smile a little before looking up at him and blinking cutely, giving him a pout that you knew he never could resist. He ruffled your hair a little, before opening the door and stepping in before you, pulling you behind him and closing the door behind the both of you.

“We’re here!” Yugyeom called out as both of you took your shoes off and placed them on the rack. You wanted to keep your eyes on the floor as you heard footsteps coming towards the two of you.

“The maknae is back!” Jackson shouted as he ran up and gave Yugyeom a massive bear-like hug, not even noticing you as you stood back and let them have their moment together.

“So? Where is she man? Didn’t you say you were bringing her back with you?” Jackson questioned Yugyeom as he pulled away from the hug. Yugyeom turned around and looked down at you, motioning for you to come forward.

“She’s here! Jackson this is (Y/N), (Y/N) meet Jackson~” Yugyeom said, his voice sounding a little nervous now that he was actually introducing you. Jackson looked behind him, before looking down at your face and widening his eyes as he looked at both of you standing together.

“Is that Yugyeom with his girl?” you heard a voice call out from the kitchen, before watching  the rest of the boys walking in one after the other, seeing you, Yugyeom and Jackson standing and staring at each other. For a brief moment, everyone stood staring at the both of you, one very obvious thing on everyone’s minds.

“It’s nice to meet you (Y/N), I’m Jaebum” Jaebum spoke first, stepping forward and nearly bending down to shake your hand. You smiled and shook his hand back politely, trying to not move any further away from Yugyeom as the rest of the boys introduced themselves to you and shook your hand.

“It’s great to finally meet Gyeomies girl! Aigooooo, look at you both. But isn’t it awkward?” BamBam asked innocently, the rest of the boys snapping their heads around at his backhanded remark as you stood there, feeling completely confused.

“What do you mean?” Yugyeom asked, a little defensive and feeling much like you. Jackson and Youngjae giggled a little before Jinyoung stepped closer to him, patting him and you on the head and moving back, keeping his hands at the same height away from your heads.

“I think what BamBam meant was…she’s so small compared to you! We didn’t know that short girls were your type, she’s so cute!” Jinyoung giggled along with Jackson and Youngjae – Mark looking at your reaction as you went completely red in the face and wanted the world to swallow you up. It was true, you looked like a child compared to Yugyeom as he was a complete foot taller than you. But you never really thought about it until now.

“Hey guys, don’t be so mean! Yeah, she’s short but Yugyeom is also freakishly tall for his age.” Mark tried to take the attention off you a little, making you look up at Yugyeom as he took you hand in his, smiling sheepishly.

“No, no, no! Don’t get me wrong at all! It’s not a bad thing; you’re both unbelievably cute together! It’s just so adorable seeing our giant maknae beside you! Please don’t take offence…you don’t feel bad, right? I didn’t mean to…” Jackson began apologising in fear of upsetting both you and Yugyeom, coming closer and leaning down, placing his hand on the side of your arm.

“Don’t worry! It must seem strange…I am really tiny after all. But actually, once you get to know me I’m super loud and energetic, so I guess it makes up for my lack of…tall-ness?” you said, not intending for it to sound as funny as it came out as all 7 boys roared with laughter, making you laugh in turn as Yugyeom pulled you closer in to him, his ears turning pink at the tips from this hyung’s comments about how cute you both looked together.

“Alright, alright! Let’s welcome (Y/N) to the family, GOT7 style! (Y/N), we’ve prepared some snacks and some movies – and since you’re our guest, you can have the honour of choosing! We’re all so glad to meet the girl that’s been making our maknae so happy…along with missing some practices but…I can see why he’s been missing them now” Jaebum motioned everyone towards the living room, giving Yugyeom a sly smile as he walked past. You thanked him politely, not quite sure how to reply to his statement as you joined the rest of the boys in the room, before sitting down in between your boyfriend’s long legs with your back pressed against his chest, to watch a movie with your new ‘family’ – and you couldn’t have been more happy in this moment than you had been in your entire life.

Never Have I Ever

A/N: This is my first fanfic! (once again lol) Feedback would be greatly appreciated one way or another!

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Warnings: Some swearing

Words: 1,377

Originally posted by marorra

      “Never have I ever done something illegal,” Betty said in a way that made it sound more of a question rather than a statement as she put another one of her fingers down. Ronnie, Jughead, and Kevin followed suit. Archie looked like he wanted to put his finger down, but he didn’t do something illegal since “something illegal” was him and Grundy had done that.

       “I love how I’m the only one with five fingers up,” you say.

       “Well you are the epitome of a good kid,” Jughead said, but you knew that he was a good kid too. Everyone there was.

       “Okay, okay, I have one that’ll make you put a finger down Y/N,” Veronica said with a smirk.

       “Alright shoot,” you say before drinking some of your lemonade.

       “Never have I ever wanted to make out with someone in this room,” your eyes grew wide and you started choking on the drink when you heard Veronica’s words. Everyone looked at you in surprise, not thinking you’d start to go into a coughing fit. You started laughing through the coughing, trying to find air to breathe, but the situation was just too darn funny. Betty started laughing, then Kevin, and then Ronnie had joined in too. Archie and Jughead looked confused, but it was only because they had no idea about the conversations you’ve all had discussing this.

       “Veronica I swear you’re gonna be the death of me,” you finally managed to get out. “But yeah, that was a, um, good one,” you cleared your throat once more and put down a finger. Everyone else did too.

       “Woah, woah, woah. I knew about everyone else wanting to make out with someone here, but Jughead?” Ronnie asked with a raised eyebrow.

       “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Juggie asked looking mildly annoyed. You knew he liked Veronica, but sometimes he definitely believed she was the devil incarnate.

       “Just that I didn’t think you thought about any of us in a more than a platonic way,” she said in a questioning tone that never failed to make Betty giggle. “Wait, oh my gosh, WHO?!”

       “That isn’t part of Never Have I Ever Ronnie,” you scolded, mainly for your own benefit because you knew Jughead would say Betty or maybe even Veronica and you weren’t ready for that reality. Jughead and you made eye contact and he gave you a grateful smile, completely unaware of your feelings toward him.

       “Okay then let’s play Truth or Dare instead, we all know Y/N was gonna win Never Have I Ever anyway,” Kevin says with a smirk. Oh boy…

       “It looks like it’s finally your turn Jughead. So tell us, truth or dare?” you had given Veronica a dare she completed with no problem what-so-ever so now it was her turn to ask the last person left. Albeit, you felt a bit bad for Jughead because you knew if you were put on the spot you’d be completely uncomfortable. He either gets asked to tell us or dared to or maybe even to do the deed.

       “Dare,” Jughead sighed, knowing what he’d get asked as the truth and since he wouldn’t want to answer he’d receive a dare anyway.
       “I dare you to make out with the person that made you have to put that finger of yours down,” Veronica said and you stood up simultaneously with Jughead.
       “Lemonade,” you said as you bent down to grab your cup. Walking out of there and down the stairs to the kitchen as fast as you could without drawing any more attention to yourself. You didn’t want to see Jughead make out with anyone.
       Jughead remained unsure as to what to do when you left since he was just dared to kiss you– no, to make out with you. He just looked around in awkward silence seeing if he could play it off
       “Why are you just standing there like a doofus? You have a dare to complete, just go- oh…” Kevin trailed off when he realized that Jughead couldn’t complete the dare without you.
       “Oh my God, I can’t believe you and Y/N both want to make out with each other,” Betty said with a grin on her face until she realized she slipped up. It was too late, Jughead knew you wanted to kiss him.
       “Wait, what?”
       “Y/N likes you, God knows why–”
       “Then why did she leave?”
       “She just doesn’t think you like her in that way, well actually she has her days when she doesn’t think you like her in any way which completely preposterous because you tell her just about everything and no matter how much we attempt to pry and ask she never tells us a thing–”
       “Fuck I’m in deep,” Jughead cutoff Veronica mid-sentence.
       “We won’t check up on you guys anytime soon,” Archie said, smirking at Jughead’s back as he was leaving the room.

       You weren’t able to hear anything from the kitchen since they were all in Archie’s room, but you did here movement. You weren’t sure if you were ready to go back up there so you were just hanging out in the Andrews’ living room. Fred was out with Hermione so you had all decided to meet up at Archie’s place.

       “Y/N?” heard Jughead say from the stairs, but continued to make his way towards you.

       “Whatcha doing down here Juggie, shouldn’t you be up there making out with the crush of your life?” you asked him in a semi-defensive tone even though you were trying for a more playful and light one.

       “I would be, yes, but she decided to refill her cup with lemonade right when I was about to,” Jughead sat down next to you and gave you a small smile. You scooted away from him, leaving a very visible gap between the both of you. Seeing this made Jug feel a tad crestfallen, but he knew that your defense tactic was pushing everyone away. You told him that right after he yelled at you for asking him about Jellybean. You had left the drive-in crying that day.

       “No one’s been down here other than me so I don’t know who you might be referring to,” you mumbled and drank what little was left of your lemonade. Even after refilling twice, the cup seemed to remain empty. Almost like the feeling in your heart.

       “I was referring to you, Y/N,” Jughead said scooting over to you, “And quite honestly, I’d like to complete my dare.”

       You turned to face Jughead to make a remark, but instead, you found your faces a few couple centimeters apart. Jughead’s breath was ragged while you just couldn’t quite find anything to breathe. You were tempted to lean forward, but you were hesitant, no matter how much you wanted to. What if Jughead realized you weren’t worth scarring staying for.

       He kept looking between you and your lips, and you knew that he wanted you. You knew that he wanted to be with you and that terrified you with excitement. “With all this hesitation and build up, I’m not too sure you want to do that dare,” your voice, just barely louder than a whisper, seemed to tremble, but you felt a new type of confidence you were not accustomed to having. The confidence of certainty, the confidence of knowing that even if Jughead one day decided that you weren’t enough for him, that you were more than enough for him tonight and have been more than enough for him many times before. Jughead smiled at your words and cupped your face with one hand while his other hand on your waist, closing whatever space between the both of you was left.

       And just like that, the both of you were kissing. Your hands had found their way to the side of Jug’s face and to his hair. You felt his beanie fall off his head and your back touch the floor. You hadn’t realized either of you were moving, you were too caught up in Jughead’s cherry tasting lips. He stopped kissing you momentarily to catch his breath. You started laughing with giddiness and Juggie smiled.

       “I might just be in love with you,” you heard him mumble right before dipping down to start kissing you once again. 

Imagine #42

Guess it’s finally time to get my fancy ass from my dusty chair and write something new!

Guess who got the hang of making GIF and watermarks???!Meee~ I’m back guys! Get dem requests coming!

Michael Gray from Peaky Blinders is hot as fuck! Adding this show to my must keep watching list!

Fandom: Peaky Blinders

Character: Michael Gray

Warning: None.

Prompt: None.

Behind every girl was a strong man.

Or, that’s what your old ma told you back then.

Now at the party, glass full of gin and ice in one hand while the other was placed on your hip, fisting the material of your dress once, twice, thrice until you got bored of it and opted on having it placed on the wooden table in front of you.

Your eyes kept shifting around the room, taking in familiar and new faces, humming at all the smoke from the cigars that rose in the air making the atmosphere look almost foggy.

You’re friends ditched you the second they had gotten here, opting to chose having a heavy dose of Tokyo some Isaiah kid had bought along with his other friend, Finn Shelby and the later’s older cousin, Michael Gray.

That boy intrigued you, he always had that ‘come fuck me’ feeling and unlike his jerks cousins, he was quite sweet.

From the moment he picked up your package, to the sweet smiles he offered and the help, that moment had made you melt under his touch.

Humming, you drummed your nails against the glass, licking your dry lips, taking another sip of the gin and letting it cool your hot body down while you focused your mind on something else, squeaking when a muscular hand wrapped around your waist, a pair of lips brushing against your earlobe.

“Let me steal you for a second.“The voice mumbled, making you shiver letting the male tug you to a private booth, the door closing behind the two of you while you took a seat far away from him at the other end of the table watching Michael like a hawk would watch his pray.

"Why you were alone?I thought you came here with Alice and Camilla?"He asked, his lips pressed against the glass of his own drink, sipping it down and making his Adam apple bob up and down making you wonder how sinful you would be biting and nibbling that spot.

Just the thought made you shift in your chair and shrug, stating simply that your friends ditched you at the slight mention of Tokyo being at this boring party.

"Until you saved me, of course.” You shyly replied, combing your fingers through the perfect curled locks you had made his afternoon, knowing Michael loved to touch your hair and curl it around his fingers, before kissing it when he had to leave.

You’re guys relation was unstable, sick, puppy love, something that was blossoming in it’s own way and you didn’t want to hurry it up.You treasured the moments alone with the Peaky Blinder member.He made you feel complete, even made you smile with his silly stories and remarks about his mother making comments about him not finding the guts to ask for your hand.

Or that time you guys had a picnic under a giant oak tree, before it started to rain heavily, catching you both to stay in his car and from there on, one thing lead to another making your first time with the Blinder be as interesting as he was in general.

“Princess?You kind of blanked out on me. Something bothering you?Do I need to fix someone’s face tomorrow?"Michael’s voice woke you up from your daydream, making you shake your head and whisper he doesn’t have to worry about anything right now only to stand up from your seat, sitting boldly in his lap and whisper you just needed some attention from him.

"I was really bored..You took your fancy time to get your ass to me..You’ll make me die of boredom one of those days."Your breath fanned against his neck, peppering the skin there with kisses, your red lipstick smudging his skin but you barely paid any mind to it, focusing on marking the Blinder while his free hand stroked down your thigh, squeezing the flesh contently while a hum left the back of his throat.

"Pol and the others will soon come searching for me, it will be best to go and find them before we get too..focused on this.” Michael mumbled, his body sinking into the chair behind of him, both hands placed securely on your hips, his drink forgotten on the table while the male kept letting you rock into his lap, grinding so deliciously against his own hips.

“Well, I guess I have to make your time be worthy, don’t I, Mister Gray?”

murcock-niccals  asked:

Firstly I'm loving this blog, you're doing a fantastic job! Secondly, how would Murdoc and/or Russel react if they were having some quiet cuddle time with their SO and SO kinda quietly said that they love them/wanna marry them?

(Thank you so much!!! I’m so glad that you love it :’^))

- The two of you are in his bed, with you snuggled up close to his chest. He’s just about asleep when you tell him that you love him.
- He’s wide awake now, and definitely taken aback. From what he can remember, no one has actually ever told him that they’ve loved him before.
- He stays quiet for a little bit after that, but mutters an “Oh. I love you too, then.” with a much different tone than he usually has.
- You were afraid you had done something wrong after that, but stayed quiet nevertheless and eventually fell asleep with him.
-  All of the worries you had about what you’d said were completely gone when you awoke to him holding you with a remarkably tight grip (Which was extremely unusual for Murdoc to do). You could tell that what you said to him last night made him extremely happy.

- He’s cuddling with you on the couch, and you tell him you want to marry him completely out of the blue.
- He’s pretty surprised about what you had said, he always thought that he’d be the one to ask you that question. He just smiles and murmurs a quiet “Really?” in response.
- When you repeat what you said, he sits upright and agrees to marry you. He’s got a huge smile on his face, and it’s probably the happiest you’ve ever seen Russel look.
- The both of you spend the next couple of hours cuddling even more together and talking about how the wedding will be. It’s definitely not the way he thought it’d turn out, but he’s extremely happy with it.

Half Bitten: Part 3

Part 1 Part 2

Scenario: A Vampire!Jimin AU

A/N: If anyone is curious, Jimin will be making an appearance in the next chapter. This one is just necessary to get the story going. I hope you all still enjoy it. Much Love, Jenn.

Genre: Jimin x Reader

Words: 3012

Disclaimer: As always, any gifs used are not mine and belong to their rightful owners!!

Warnings: Mild Violence

The fear corroded in your veins until it rotted your tongue with flicks of something sour, and left you stuck in place. At first you thought it was just your vision that trembled, but soon came to realize it was your body. You tried to right yourself and to dissolve the terror that took hold of your limbs. No matter how hard you tried, however, you knew your heart betrayed your bold intentions.

Namjoon didn’t appear to be in any rush: his thumb running across a full bottom lip, as he eyed you from head-to-toe. A shoulder leaning back against the wall that matched the way his ankles crossed. He regarded you with interest. An interest you could’ve cared less about as your heaving chest struggled to stutter past the first syllable of Alice’s name.

“Al-Ali.” Your tongue dived between your lips in a nervous tick. You stuck your hand out to wave for her attention, but in the end decided against things that would only cause his attention to rest on you further. “Alice. We need to leave. Alice.”

It was as if she was ignoring you. Or maybe she couldn’t hear you? The thought seemed ridiculous as you watched her continue to stir the vegetables in the pan. A mindless smile still spreader across her lips and you realized she was softly humming.

“Alice,” you hissed. Your feet betrayed you by taking a step forward. The urgency to find safety beginning to edge you dangerously close to hysteria.

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The Chosen One (Prologue) 🌙

A/N: I dug this out of the depths of my unfinished fics and when I read through this, it seems so similar to Exo’s ‘Mama’ HAHA, so I decided to share this with all of you! I was planning to continue this, so I’ll just take this as a prologue. Just let me know if it’s good or not, then I’ll decide on whether or not to write a full chapter x

Genre: Action/Supernatural-ish(?)

Summary: Just another typical day of training with Exo AKA a chance to release your metal manipulation skills. ;)

Featuring: Reader x EXO-K

Word Count: 1378

Originally posted by xonyxgirlx

PROLOGUE | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Sweat pours into my eyes as my strong little legs carry me far across the training field, my silver hair flowing out behind me like a glittering flag. From behind me, every animalistic instinct of mine can sense the wrath of Kyungsoo’s powers as he chases after me, hot on my heels.

With one thundering stamp of his foot against the ground of the training field, gigantic cracks start to form, tracing a path after me through the solid concrete. Cursing beneath my breath, I up my pace and dart in and out of the makeshift signboards obstructing my way, fully aware of Kyungsoo’s presence from behind.

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Percival Graves x Reader - Start of Something New

Start of Something New

Pairing: Percival Graves x Reader

Rating: M

Word Count: 2702

Warnings: Little frisky in places.

Request: anon - Can you write Percival Graves imagine where reader and him starting their relationship? And smut!

Not that much smut because I’m still wiped out from Pound of Flesh to be completely honest. There will be a little bit of handsy stuff though because I’m not a total fraud.

I also really wanted to write some office smut.

Hope you all enjoy!

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Where's the Sugar? - Yuta (M)


•Could you possibly write a yuta smut too? Thank you in advance! :) 

•A yuta smut please! Make it anything you like 

 A/N: I made a fluffier smut where Yuta is being very playful and teasing, hope ya like it 👍🏻 

-Admin Kay 

 Pairing: Yuta x reader 

 Genre: Fluffy Smut - Sexual Content 

 Word Count: 1,154 

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Hot and Cold (Minho Preference)

A/N - Hello everyone! OMG I reached 100+ followers! Thank you all so much! I really appreciate it! To celebrate, I am releasing a cute/romcom Minho scenario for you all requested by the lovely sandy-chansixthgun.  I hope you all enjoy reading it!

Scenario - When you two don’t get along but actually like each other

~ Admin Rose

Originally posted by names-newt-greenie

The sweltering heat scorched your back as you continued to work in the gardens. It isn’t often that the Glade tends to grow this searing hot so it was a surprise to you. You sighed as you tossed one last tomato into the basket for Frypan’s meal tonight. He wanted to create something special since Alby decided to celebrate the arrival of a new greenie, George.

You glanced over to the tall, chubby boy sitting by the Box who never took his eyes off the darkened abyss below. You scoffed.

Does he actually think he can escape the glade by going back in there?

You can’t recall how many times Newt had told you the countless escape methods the Gladers have tried before. To name them all would probably take forever but thankfully, the gladers had the runners. More importantly, they had Minho.

You on the other hand, couldn’t find a reason to revere him like the other Gladers did. This was probably due to the fact that the two of you started off on the wrong foot. When you first stepped out of the Box, it was safe to say that you were confused and slightly frightened that you were thrown into a vicinity of males. Once Alby gave you a tour of the Glade and Chuck detailed the rules of the Gladers, you calmed down a bit. They all were welcoming and no one viewed you as an adversary, or so you thought.

It wasn’t until your second week when Newt explained the concept of the runners to you. Curious, you ventured into the forest until you came upon the Map Room, where the supposed maps to the maze were being kept. You stepped inside to see a plethora of hand drawn maps as well as a few scribbles on wooden boards resembling a numeric code or pattern.  

How was it that they couldn’t figure out an exit after all those years? It simply doesn’t make any sense. Whatever the case might be, you wanted to help. Maybe you could find something that they had missed? You were breaking the rules, but you did it with the best intentions in mind. Surely, they would understand.

“What the hell are you doing in here?”

And that was when you first saw him. He was tall, muscular and Asian with an enticing glare in his eyes which made you scramble for a response.

“Umm . . you’re . . uh. . Minho right? I’m y/n and I was just - ”

“You were just leaving?” he replied pointing towards the door.

You scoffed. “Look, I just want to help.”

“Yeah well, I don’t need it.”

You stepped forward. “Then why haven’t you found a way out?” you challenged.

He raised his eyebrows as bit surprised by your response. He smirked. “You sure are a stubborn little greenie, aren’t you?” Before you could fight back, he grasped your hand and pulled you out the door.

“Are you freaking crazy?” you exclaimed trying to break free.

Once you were out, he slowly closed the door while whispering, “Try coming here again and I swear I won’t be this polite.”

You rolled your eyes. This was his definition of polite? This guy was crazy!

You thought this would be the last time you would ever deal with Minho but boy, were you wrong. With every chance he got, he would always comment on the way you worked - saying that you weren’t properly tending the garden or how you were slacking off by chatting with the other gladers - which clearly drove you to the point of insanity. What really annoyed you was when he would bring this issue up in the Homestead when Alby would call spontaneous meetings for the gladers. Of course, you would defend yourself since the remarks were completely insane. Those experiences did increase your intense dislike for him. Why did he always have that annoying smirk on his face? It would be so much more easier to hate him if he didn’t look that handsome.

You grasped the filled basket and stepped carefully under the hanging vines towards the exit of the garden . You never knew why Minho was this rude to you. Would it ever be possible to reconcile?


You landed face down onto the moist tall grass as your basket of fresh picked fruit and vegetables scattered throughout the center of the glade.

“Watch where you’re going Shank,” came a familiar voice.

You looked up to see Minho smirking  down at you with a glint of mischievousness in his eyes.

This cocky little bastard.

You just about had enough of this nonsense. After regaining your strength, you stood up and watched as he turned around and made his way towards the entrance of the maze. With one quick gesture, you grasped the nearest tomato and flung it towards him. A huge spatter was heard as the contents of the tomato slid down Minho’s back.

Direct hit!

He turned around and faced you. The entire glade was in complete silence. No one ever dared to challenge Minho even if their life depended on it and now that you did, it was shocking news. Sure Alby would be upset and throw you in the pit, but you didn’t care at this point. No one was going to push you around.

Minho reached down and picked up the nearest fruit throwing it in the air. He did miss the element of surprise so you quickly ducked down and watched as it hit Winston in the face. You covered your mouth to hide your laughter.

“Food fight!” you heard someone exclaim and almost instantly you were in the midst of a warzone with flying fruits and vegetables. You crouched trying to avoid being hit, which was clearly unlikely. An apple hit your arm and you glanced to the side to see Chuck laughing at you. You were about to respond when you turned to see Minho running towards you.

This can’t be good.

You raced off into the forest away from the chaos with Minho still chasing you.

“Get back here Y/N!” you heard him yell.

“No thanks!” you yelled back.

“You know you can’t outrun me!”

You suddenly stumbled on a tree branch but your hands and knees had broken your fall. You quickly got back up and took off into the woods. You didn’t get too far when you felt Minho grab your arm and spin you towards him. He lead you backwards until your back crashed on a tree trunk.

You flinched as the searing pain shot up through your back. “GOD, can you do anything that doesn’t involve hurting me?”

“Hurting you?” he asked quietly, “When did I do that?”

You looked up and realized that his face was no more than an inch away from yours. His eyes gazed deeply into your own and you swore that you almost fell into a trance. You blinked and looked away to break yourself from that spellbound reverie and split away from his arms.

“Forget it,” you whispered and walked back towards the glade.

A couple of seconds later you heard him call your name from behind you. You ignored it. There was no reason to explain anything to him. Why would someone as cocky as him care?

“Y/N!” he yelled again.

“Forget it,” you replied, “It’s not that important anyway and I really  - ”

Your words were cut short when you found yourself being pulled back and when you spun around you were back in Minho’s arms. You didn’t have a chance to speak before you felt his lips crashing upon yours. You nearly stumbled backward in surprise but his muscular arms caught you before you fell. Slowly, you found yourself melting into the kiss. It wasn’t long before passion overtook you two and Minho lifted you off the ground without parting his lips from you. The ambiance was quiet and serene and what made the moment even better was being in his arms.

Once your lips parted, he gently kissed your cheeks while whispering, “Sorry for coming off a bit rough, it’s just how I am. I didn’t really think you would hate me for it.” You smiled while he gently placed you on the ground.

“I didn’t hate you,” you said softly.

“Really?” he asked raising his eyebrows.

“Ok, maybe just a bit,” you replied with a smile.

He laughed. “You have so much hope for getting out of here Y/N. I guess that gives me the strength to try harder.”

“Do you think we ever will?” you asked.

“Leave the maze?” he asked while embracing you and running his fingers through your hair, “Maybe someday.”

The moment didn’t last too long until you heard a loud thunderous cry from the monstrous food fight in the glade. “Y/N!!!”

Minho chuckled. “Alby is gonna throw you in the pit for sure.”

Subject A0: In The Glade [Part 17, Newt’s P.O.V.]

The Deal

Originally posted by elegantshadowwolf

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“They took everything. They took her whole world. But little did they know that she found a new one in him.” (Newt x Reader)

A/N: Sorry this took a while! I got caught up doing a lot of things lol but anyway, I’m not going to keep you, Hope you like this part! Wahoo! Also whoops I’ve been spelling Janson as Jansen all this time HAHAHA I’M SORRY SPELLING IS MY WEAKNESS I KEEP CHECKING HOW TO SPELL AVA BUT THE LIL’ RATMAN GOT ME

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Hold My Hand

Scenario: Imagine your OTP playing laser tag, and Person A is really bad at it so Person B protects them from everyone else.

A/N: I found this prompt a long ass time ago, and I thought it was cute. It immediately made me think of Jungkook. It’s just been sitting in my drafts (I’m clearing stuff out) and finally decided to finish it. I tried for cute.

Genre: Jungkook x Reader

Words: 1834

Originally posted by yoohngs

It probably wasn’t the greatest plan to agree to a game of laser tag with seven boys. You probably made it worse by talking a bigger game than you could back up. The entire drive to the laser tag arena left you biting your nails and looking out the window, struggling to formulate a lie good enough to get you out of it.

You hadn’t realized Jungkook had been watching your current nervous escapade. A teasing smirk lifting his cupid bow lips before he leaned in and whispered, “Hey,” causing you to almost jump into his lap. He only laughed off your light pokes into his side as your lips turned into a sour pout.

“You little brat,” you huffed.

Jungkook’s hands easily took hold of yours until you were the one left wiggling out of his grasp.

“What’s got you so nervous?”

“Who? Me? I’m not nervous. Not. At. All.”

Jungkook’s head tilted into the headrest. His dark eyes narrowing in on your position, the act making you sweat in a different form of frustration. It took you a couple times to swallow past the lump that formed in your throat from that stupid look he was giving you. You tore your gaze away as you looked up towards the front.

“You going to tell me or keep me in suspense?”

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I Promise (Emotions Pt.2)

Originally posted by the-idaho

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Rated: M (Mature)

Warning: Smut Smut Smut

*A/N This is probably the longest imagine I’ve ever written, so I hope you guys like it. Make sure to let me know what you think!!*

It’s been two weeks since my “incident” with Stiles. And it’s probably been the hardest two weeks of my life. The day of the whole thing my mother came home in tears, only to see me in tears. Apparently she found out my father was sleeping around with some woman in his office. We sat on the living room floor for hours, and I finally opened up to her about what happened with Stiles. We sat there talking about men and how no matter what they did, they all just sucked. I know that’s not true for all guys but at the time it made me feel slightly better. She also told me not to over think the situation. That Stiles was just caught off guard and he may need some time to process everything that happened. I’ve never felt more close to my mother than I did that day.

The next day both of us stayed home, we needed a day to ourselves, a day to focus on us. That was short lived when my father showed up to take his things. I hated him for what he’d done. Not just to my mom but our family was completely broken now. Broken beyond repair. At this point I would usually be walking over to Stiles house and we would lay on his bed. He’d tell me that everything would be okay over and over while stroking my hair until I fell asleep. Because he would know that with all the chaos in my life, I didn’t sleep much the night before. And after my six-hour nap, I’d wake up to him smiling down at me softly while the smell of either Chinese food or pizza filled the room. He would do anything and everything to cheer me up even the slightest bit. I was too lost in thought to notice my mom slip out after my dad left, she must’ve needed to be alone.

Every night since then I slept restlessly, but on the Brightside the dreams stopped. Instead, I dreamt about the words he said to me. I dreamt about him never coming back into my life, about how much everyone in the pack must hate me for creating this uncomfortable tension. I would always tell myself that they’re just nightmares. But my nightmares are also my reality. Everything except the pack hating me, the only person who hated me was Stiles.

Currently I’m sitting in study hall, at a table by myself. Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Malia, Kira, Liam and Mason sat at the table across from me and I tortured myself by glancing up at them frequently. See, Stiles had avoided me like the plague since that day. It got so bad he stopped coming around the guys whenever I was there. So I eventually cut myself off. Everyone still spoke to me; I just didn’t go around any of the “group” problems. There’s a new kid at school now, His name is Theo. From what I’ve observed Stiles doesn’t like him as much or the rest of the pack does. But then again Stiles is skeptical of everyone. So far the New kid is in 3 of my classes and honestly he seems nice enough.

“(Y/N)?” I looked up from my blank sheet up paper and saw Theo standing there. Well make that 4 classes. If you count study hall as a class. He gave me a small smile which I kindly returned.

“Is it cool if I sit with you? You seem a bit lonely” Oh you have no idea. I really wanted to be left alone but I was too nice to tell him that so I just nodded and went back to looking at my blank paper.

“You know, it would be easier to study, if you actually had some notes” I’d be lying if I said his comment didn’t make me chuckle. “Well Raeken, since you’re such a wonderful student, why don’t you let me use your notes?” He chuckled and pulled his biology notebook out from his bag. “I doubt you’d be able to read my sorry excuse for handwriting, but you can try” I almost hated myself for actually feeling somewhat comfortable with Theo. It was probably because I was in a vulnerable state and he was the only person who didn’t ask me if I was okay. He didn’t seem interested in my life he genuinely wanted to hang out with me.  “So um are you and Stiles a thing?” Theo asked and my eyebrows shot up. Maybe I was wrong. “Uh, no. Why?” That was a completely random question. He’s only been here like half a day. How much could he know?

“Well from the way he’s looking at me I can tell he wants me dead” He chuckled and Looked down at his textbook. I slowly glanced up and surely enough Stiles had his eyes on us, and if looks could kill Theo would actually be dead. Scott and Liam were also looking over so I’m also guessing they heard everything we were talking about. Stupid werewolf hearing. Stiles and I locked eyes and immediately I looked down.

“Look I don’t really want to intrude on your business but I’m all ears if you want to talk about it” Theo spoke up causing me to look over. I sent him a soft smile and shook my head “Not really ready to talk about it with anyone yet” he chuckled and nodded.

“I get it trust me, I’m just letting you know I’m here. It looks like you could use a friend right now” He was so sweet. But this kid on got here today and I don’t want to open up to anyone too quick. I mean he did say he was Theo was 4th grade, and if he really was puberty did him justice. “Thanks Theo, it means a lot.” He smiled and nodded again, going back to his textbook. The bell rang shortly after signaling the end of the school day. Thank God. I put my stuff in my bag, thanked Theo and made my way to my locker. Today wasn’t so bad and I was actually grateful to Raeken for getting my mind off things even for a little while.

The minute I closed my locker door, I was met with Stiles staring at me. “What’s going on with you and Theo?” I clutched my chest and stared at him like he had 3 heads. “Stiles…. You really need to give a girl a warning.” He completely ignored my remark and gripped my shoulders with his hands. “What is going on with you and Raeken?” He repeated, staring at me. His face held no emotion, but his eyes looked hurt, angry and betrayed. “Nothing, and you need to get off me” I still wasn’t completely over what happened, and I definitely wasn’t over him

He let go of me slowly and awkwardly, his eyes suddenly refused to meet mine. “Right sorry um, how are you getting home?” I scoffed and he looked up at me. “I’m walking; the same way I’ve been getting home all my life.” My tone held a slight bit of anger, I sounded almost annoyed with him. And if I’m honest I think I have the right to be.

“I was thinking maybe I could take you….” He fiddled with his fingers and I looked at him in complete and utter shock. “No…” I managed to croak out, his head snapped up and he was clearly surprised at my answer. “You can’t act like I don’t exist and all of a sudden decide you want to be normal again, so no” I had to leave now, or else he’d find a way to change my mind. He looked so hurt and I could already feel my heart breaking. I shook my head once more and made my way to the front doors. I couldn’t do this to myself again, it wouldn’t be fair to me. Stiles made it very clear that he wanted nothing to do with me in that way. And I respected his decision.

It started raining on my way home, fucking great. And if on cue Stiles pulled up in his Jeep. Even greater.

“Come on (Y/N) get in.” He called out and I weighed my options. I could ignore him and keep walking which would cause me to get sick, I could get in and sit there awkwardly until I got home or I could ignore him and he’d probably get out and drag me inside the Jeep. As much as I hated my decision I just got in. I didn’t want him coming out and getting wet and I didn’t feel like being sick tomorrow.

“I didn’t think you’d actually get in. wow okay” I raised my eyebrow at him and buckled up. “Can we talk about what happened…. Please?” His voice cracked and he took my hand in his.

“There isn’t anything to talk about, you made it very clear how you felt.” I whispered, refusing to meet his gaze. “But- “I cut him off “No buts, I don’t want to hear that we can still be friends because clearly we can’t. You couldn’t even look at me for these last two weeks. It was hard for us to be in the same room as each other. So please don’t try to make this any better.” That felt good to get off my chest but it didn’t look like he was done. “Can you let me talk, you aren’t being fair right now.” He said, clearly aggravated. Those words sparked something inside of me and I exploded.

“I’m not being fair!?!? Me!?!? Really Stiles? I’ll tell you what’s not fair. Since we were like 8 I had to watch you drool over Lydia, I had to listen to you talk on and on and on about how much you loved her, how she was the only for you and every time you saw her, the world stopped. I had the biggest crush on you when we were 8. As we grew up the crush never left but you were so hung up on Lydia that you had no interest in me. You know what else isn’t fair? I was there for you through everything, I helped you through all of your tough times and when you come back from eichen house, you’re dating Malia. I had to sit and watch her kiss, and cuddle, and do everything I’ve ever wanted with you. And now when I no longer have a leash on my emotions and you find out you just throw me and everything we’ve ever had away. You’re the one that’s not fair Stiles. Not me.”

I was crying by the time I was finished; I know I just lashed out on him but I had too. I didn’t know how much longer I could keep it in and it’s better that it came out when we were alone. I hit my breaking point, it can’t get much worse from here. He didn’t say anything, he just kept driving. His knuckles were turning white from how hard he was gripping the steering wheel, and when we got to the street I lived on he skipped the turn. “Stiles, I live back there” I whispered. It was so low I wasn’t even sure if I said it but he ignored me and kept driving until we got to his place. “Get out” I was too tired to argue with him so I just did as he said and followed him inside and up to his room. I sighed looking around and he shut the door, it’s been a while since I’ve been up here.

“Stiles why’d you bri-“ His lips were on mine. He kissed me hard and rough. Almost as if he’s been repressing this forever. I broke the kiss to catch my breath and I stared at him like a deer caught in headlights.

“Sti- “This time he was the one cutting me off.

“Don’t yell, just hear me out okay. What I did was terrible. I shouldn’t have said those things to you and I shouldn’t have ignored you like that. You have no idea how sorry I am. But ever since that day, I can’t get you out of my head. Your eyes, your smile, your hair, the way you chew on your bottom lip when your nervous. Everything about you, I went through our old videos and pictures and I realized that it’s you. It’s always going to be you. You make me smile, I look forward to seeing you every day, you make life easier to live. I love you, Fuck I love you so much and I’m sorry it took seeing Theo make you laugh for me to actually say it. But god I fucking love you, and I’ve always loved you” He looked at me hopefully as I processed what he just said and this time I was the one that crashed my lips onto his. He smiled into the kiss causing me to mimic his actions.

Our lips moved slowly together and he backed me up so that I fell against his bed, he was taking his time with me. His lips ghosted down my jawline and my hands found their way into his hair. “Stiles… I love this and all but please pick up the pace” I whimpered tugging softly on his hair. He chuckled and kissed down the base of my neck all the way to where my V-neck ended. “You’re so beautiful” He whispered against my skin, slowly he pulled my shirt over my head, leaving kisses on the newly exposed skin. He kissed down to the button of my jeans and back up to my lips. “Say no if you want me to stop” Stiles held eye contact as he reached behind me to unhook my bra and throw it off me. One of his hands kneaded my breast while his mouth worked on the other.

Soft moans filled the air and I felt that familiar feeling rise in the pit of my stomach. The feeling that I only felt around him. He took swirled his tongue over my nipple and repeated his actions on the other side. I could feel the wetness grow in between my legs and I bucked my hips up to brush against him. Any kind of friction would do right now. I felt him smirk against my skin and he slowly began kissing down my body again. Once he reached the button of my jeans he glanced up at me as if he was asking for permission. When I nodded, my jeans were off in 5 seconds. “Fuck baby, you’re so wet for me” I couldn’t help the blush that rose to my cheeks and he stared at me in awe. “So fucking beautiful” I had a feeling he wasn’t talking about my body as a whole this time. He placed a kiss on my clit and I whimpered, fisting his hair in my hand and pushing his head down. He chuckled but went straight to work. His worked its way up and down my slit while his thumb circled the bundle of nerves. “Fuck Stiles, Fuck. Like that” I was writhing because of him and he was enjoying every second of it.

He attached his lips onto my clit and slid wo fingers into me, pumping them slowly causing my hips to raise and my back to arch. He used his free hand to whole me down and continued to move his fingers in and out of me, curling them ever so slowly. I was a moaning mess, his name left my lips multiple times but when he bit down on my clit ever so slightly I lost it. I felt my legs shake and I was tugging on his hair much harder now. His name left my mouth in screams and he didn’t remove his mouth from me until I rode out my high.

When I was finally calm enough he raised up and looked at me. His lips were glistening with my juices and his hair was sticking out in different directions because of all the pulling I did. The tent in his jeans was painfully visible and I bit my lip slowly getting up. I dropped to my knees almost immediately and he watched me intently. I undid his jeans and slid them down along with his boxers. His erection stood up and my first reaction was fuck he was big. I swirled my tongue around his tip before licking up his shaft. There was no way in hell I’d be able to fit all of him in my mouth, but I was definitely going to try. I wrapped my lips around him and bobbed my head slowly. He was moaning and his hands made their way into my hair. I hummed softly sending vibrations through his cock and he moaned louder “Fuck (Y/N). Just like that baby” His words encouraged me to keep going. I moved my head faster and used to my hands to pump what couldn’t fit in my mouth. It wasn’t long before I felt him twitch in my mouth but instead of letting me finish him off he pulled me up.

“Need to be inside you, want to cum inside you” He rasped out and laid me back on the bed. He thrusted into me quickly, giving me no time to adjust. “Oh Fuck! Stiles” I gripped his shoulders and he pounded into me repeatedly. “Mhmmm, you like that.” He groaned before sucking on my neck again. I wouldn’t last long because of my previous orgasm. “Fuckkkk” I cried out, he hitched my leg up onto his waist and thrusted into me harder and faster. The new angle made him able to reach places he couldn’t before and it was euphoric.

“Fucking Hell (Y/N), You’re so tight” He grunted, his hand reached down to circle my clit again and that’s what pushed me over the edge. My eyes were screwed shut and my back was arched as he made me cum for the second time. When I came down from my high he was still thrusting into me. But he was staring at me in awe. “That was so hot” He whispered and his thrusts got sloppy and out of rhythm. It wasn’t long until he came undone inside of me.

Stiles pulled out of me slowly and laid next to me panting. Well we were both panting. When we caught our breath he pulled me close to him and nuzzled his face into my neck. “Please be my girlfriend? I promise you won’t regret it” His whispered sleepily. A smile broke out onto my face.

“Only if you’ll promise that there will be plenty more of what happened tonight” I murmured kissing his head. He chuckled and pulled me closer.

“I Promise.”


“(Y/N).” He warned but you couldn’t stop laughing.

“Harvey your eyesight is really bad,” you remarked. It felt like the world had taken a complete new shape - you looked around the room like you’d entered a new earth.

“I am quite aware, you know, since I have to wear them.” He tried to take them back off you but you just yanked your head away and he chuckled.

Under the Mistletoe

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x reader

Summary: This is part of mine and @buckyywiththegoodhair‘s Christmas Drabble Party. Request: Natasha Romanoff + Mistletoe. This was requested by anon! Read the other Christmas drabbles here

Words: 982

Warnings: Fluff and making out ayeeeeeeee

A/N: I’m more of a Wanda girl but my god Nat is just… my god she’s s e x y as all hell 

Originally posted by sebbarhx

You’re staring.“ Wanda nudged you with her elbow when you didn’t so much as blink at her remark. Your attention was completely captured by Romanoff. 

You were shamelessly staring at her across the room. The dress she had on molded to her form so perfectly, like it was made for her and only her. She looked downright sinful. She had her back to you and was having an animated conversation with Sam and Steve. You watched the long, pale and smooth column of her throat work as she took her last swig of the wine she’d been nursing for the past fifteen minutes.  

”[Y/N]! You look like you’re undressing her with your mind!“ Wanda’s higher than normal voice got you to turn to her, finally tearing your gaze away from Natasha. 

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