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here are a bunch of AMAZING fics I’ve enjoyed and loved reading throughout the month of august. I recommend that you read these great fics in september, if you haven’t already!! also check out the HL Summer Fic Exchange!

(all fics with a star are my favorites and if there are two stars then it was a favorite favorite)


1. How Far We’ve Come 32k

“This is Harry Styles,” Chiron offers.

He’s beautiful. His eyes are a stunning green, the color of new foliage. The new kid’s limbs are long and lanky—he looks extremely uncomfortable and uncoordinated. Louis internally smirks to himself, guessing the kid probably won’t be too skilled with a sword, or a bow, or anything sharp, most likely. His hair falls to his shoulders in sets of loose, brown curls. The color is rich and luscious, resembling soil so much that it looks like flowers could sprout from his hairline at any moment. But Louis’ eyes are stuck on his soft looking lips, pink as flower petals and slightly parted as his eyes scan the horizon of the camp.

“Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, Harry.”

2. It’ll All Come Up Roses 4k *

Louis was leaning against the railing of the bridge, looking down at the water completely lost in thought when he heard someone approach the bridge from the side that he came from. Glancing up, he noticed Harry walking towards him, hands stuffed deep in his pockets, and seemingly lost in thought. Louis shifted his weight onto his other foot and stood up properly, watching quietly as Harry walked past him. Louis opened his mouth. He wanted to say something to Harry to break the silence, or at least to get him to notice him standing there against the bridge railing - but the words got stuck in Louis’ throat, and he snapped his mouth shut, going back to staring down at the water mindlessly instead. All the while, trying hopelessly to figure out what the fuck he’s doing with his life. Harry kept walking, and soon Louis was once again left alone to his thoughts.

Or the one where Louis really doesn’t hate his neighbor who keeps waking him up at the crack of dawn. Ft magic, Liam, Niall, and Zayn barely being mentioned, Harry and his fucking motorcycle, a date and a kiss.

3. Freeze This Moment in a Frame and Stay Like This 5k

Harry (not so) secretly crushes on the cute footie player and fills pages with sketches of him.

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SELFISH (Part Two) - Stiles Stilinski smut

Title: Red or White?

Summary: As you prepare to leave on a business trip, Stiles takes it upon himself to pay you a visit and drain your wine supply.

Warnings: NSFW! Unprotected sex, alcohol and swearing. 

Word count: 4.7k

A/N: Tbh, the entire interaction with Stiles in this part is one of my favourites…I just. Fuck. Things are getting good, guys! 

Also, just thought I should flag that the next part is going to be split into two halves! It’s both because of length but also because there’s too much plot development to shove into one part (it’ll become clear once you’ve read it…). 

Happy reading! As always, please please please let me know if you liked this. It’d mean a lot to me. Kinda sucks when you don’t get much back on something you’ve spent a lot of time writing lmao

Song of the part: wRoNg - Zayn ft. Kehlani. 

PART ONE | SERIES MASTERPOST

Originally posted by itsyoungbeliever

Previously on SELFISH

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Giant Boy

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader

Word Count: 2k ish

Warnings: Minor cursing

Summary: In which Chanyeol is a very tall guy who loves a very small girl.                            Domestic!Chanyeol

A/N: I decided to post something short and sweet now rather than the first chapter of my planned fic. I’ve decided to put it off for the time being after recent events that could make reading that kind of story even more difficult.    Let us all grieve as needed and then heal well. 

Hope everyone had happy holidays, if you celebrate. 

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Chanyeol laughed halfheartedly at the story he was half listening to Jongdae tell, or rather yell, to himself along with Minseok as they walked across campus. It was the first day of the Spring semester and all Chanyeol could think about was how God-awful cold it was outside.     

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Betty's family sent her away because she was "crazy". Jughead is her therapist (or if she's in an asylum her doctor) . Will he help her get out?

This is a great prompt! Thankyou so much!
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“Elizabeth, it’s lunchtime! Time to leave the library dear.”

Elizabeth Cooper glanced up from behind the countless rows of books, her permanent space in the corner was littered with neatly organized piles of worn out paperbacks and she currently had a hardcover edition of “Howl” clutched between her fingers. Placing the book gently on top of one of the piles she made her way over to the elderly nurse, most of the workers at the Pembrooke Asylum were terrible, angry and cruel, they treated the patients like animals and had little to no respect. Not Nurse Muggs, she adored Elizabeth and often went out of her way to keep the other workers from taunting and abusing her.

“Now love, rumor has it we have chocolate pudding for lunch today! Sounds delicious doesn’t it?” The elderly brunette placed a reassuring hand to the sixteen year old blondes shoulder.

Elizabeth smiled, a crooked kind of smile, her dimples poking through and her haunting green eyes shining.

Nurse Muggs smiled back softly
“Oh love, one day we’re gonna get you to talk, you can count on that.”

No. Elizabeth thought sadly, no you won’t.

Elizabeth Cooper didn’t speak, she hadn’t breathed a word in two years. There really wasn’t much to say, she couldn’t speak, not even when her brain screamed, not when her muscles pulled and tugged and blinding pain shot through her mind. She couldn’t speak.. she wouldn’t speak.

“Betty!” Veronica Lodge, her absolutely crazy in the greatest way possible best friend rounded the corner, shiny pearls and dark purple fingernails coming in full view. “You would not believe what Archie just told me!”

Veronica Lodge had been admitted two weeks after Betty, the scene was still perfectly clear in the silent blondes mind. Veronica had entered Pembrooke Asylum the picture of calm sophistication, the security guards escorted her into the building like some type of paid bodyguard, the only way you could tell she wasn’t like the other teen socialites was the fact that her beautiful black and white plaid dress was dripping in blood and her hands were cuffed behind her back. Veronica Lodge had killed her father in cold blood. While most of the state had called her absolutely nuts, she was ruled mentally unstable and forced to live in the asylum until her eighteenth birthday. Betty knew the truth, Hiram had stolen money, ruined families, forced suicide on her friends parents, at fourteen years old Veronica knew better and had “killed the bastard before he could cause anymore harm” at sixteen she still didn’t regret it, further cementing her place at the asylum. She didn’t care that Betty didn’t talk, they communicated threw pen and paper and symbols. They were best friends and that’s what was important.

“Well listen up” Veronica continued “there’s an intern. He’s our age! And he’s gonna be sitting in on therapy sessions, that’s a total violation of our rights! I guess we all signed some stupid agreement when we came in that says it’s okay but I totally disagree. None the less, I hope he’s atleast cute. Apparently Pops knows him and it’s supposed to help him out on his college applications.”

Pops was the Pembrooke lead therapist, he worked with the toughest cases, it didn’t matter to Betty she wasn’t going to speak, she never had and this new intern wasn’t going to change that.

By the time they made it to the cafeteria, Veronica had worn herself out with all the talking and told Betty she had to go make sure Archie had grabbed the right sweater from her room. Standing in the food line always made Betty’s palms sweat, there were always so many people and options and the mess hall crew didn’t take to kindly to her not speaking.

“It’s Helen Keller!” A bulky older man named Griffin barked out, slamming his spoon down and calling his friends from the kitchen over
“Would you look here looks like the mute doesn’t know what she wants for lunch? Let me help you with that?” Another large boy chuckled, slipping down a heap of different foods on her plate. Betty swallowed hard and placed her tray gently down and began walking away, not before they screamed after her,

“Hey Freak! You forgot your food!”


This happened everyday and she never turned around, it was always the same, no matter what. However today, something was different… suddenly the cafeteria had gone quiet, turning around slowly, she saw what had sent the normally obnoxious boys into silence.

The most attractive looking boy Betty had ever seen currently had Griffin cornered into a wall, hand fisting in the older mans chef jacket as he came nose to nose
“It would do you good not to bully anyone in this damn place. Especially not a girl. Watch your mouth.” Then he dropped him, his eyes finding Betty’s and holding her stare for a few seconds too long.

Then the tension lifted and the cafeteria bubbled with chatter again, Veronica had joined Betty at some point and whispered low in her ear.
“That must be the intern, rumor has it his name is Jughead Jones. And he’s coming right towards you.”

Suddenly she was breathing in a new scent, cigarettes and grass. Jughead smiled at Betty

“Those guys are dicks. My names Jughead, I’m kind of… working here for the summer… it’s nice to meet you.”

Betty stared at him curiously for a moment before dropping her apple on the ground. The dark haired boy was quick to drop down and grab it for her, unfortunately by the time he lifted his head the mysteriously silent blonde was gone and he was left staring at the open doors, his eyes confused and his chest thudding…

what the hell was this feeling? And why the hell did he miss her presence already?

FIC REC’S OF 2017 part 4 (march-april)

Perfect Storm by cherrystreet (80k) CHAPTERED 

What do you do when your best friend asks you and your (now) ex to be the best men at his destination wedding? You can either tell him the truth, tell him you’re not together anymore, and deal with the consequences, or you can pretend you’re still together and roll with it, just pray you don’t spiral. Fake it ‘til you make it. You know, for the sake of the wedding.

Harry and Louis choose the latter.   FAKE/PRETEND RELATIONSHIP WITH A TWIST

You Always Seem To Bring Me Light by sinisterist (18k) CHAPTERED

He jumps when he feels a hand stroking his hair lightly. “I love it like this,” Louis murmurs, reaching to tug a wayward curl.

“Love what like this?”

“Your hair.” Louis’ touch is hesitant, almost reverent, all trace of humour gone now. “When it’s still kind of damp but the ends are dry and curl up like corkscrews. It’s supposed to look gross but it doesn’t.” He pauses before continuing quietly. “Your curls are so lovely.”

Harry swallows. Louis is a hurricane, and amidst his whirlwind of emotions, he slowly says; deliberately says, “So are you.”

In a world where YouTuber baker Harry pines for the (inconveniently taken) Louis. In other words, another YouTuber AU.

Emperor’s New Clothes by sunsetmog (92k) CHAPTERED

The fact that Louis’s most precious belonging was a cat with a face like thunder and an uncanny ability to cover every single inch of Louis’s clothing with cat hair was something that Louis chose not to think about too much.

or: Harry’s a pop star and Louis isn’t, and there’s a non-disclosure agreement where there used to be a relationship. SECRET RELATIONSHIP

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anonymous asked:

While at a party one of the bullies spike eddies drink as a cruel joke and richie finds him and freaks out (along with the other losers) Eddie tries to tell them nothing happened but richie is still super angry and wants to snap someone’s neck bc oh god what if something worse happened

I’m sorry this took so long I am human garbage and I take approximately 27 years to do absolutely anything

switching it up here and eddie actually likes going to parties and they’re in college in this and reddie goes to parties together all the time!!! (they’re like 19/20) (warnings for alcohol, getting sick / vomit)

PS this reddie hc kind of turned into a streddie hc? if you squint maybe

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Lust or Love |Chapter One: Hidden Truth| (Jin x Reader)

One| Two | Three

Summary: You were beautiful, kind, and just perfect for him. Only problem was you were his best friend’s’s girlfriend

Word Count: 4.1k 

Genre: Smut, Angst

A/n: This series will be two chapters long


Jin was not one to believe in love at first sight or in soulmates, but the minute he laid eyes on her. He knew he was fucked.

She was  untouchable and someone he should not even think about at night, but here he was with his hands down his sweatpants, panting out the name of a girl he knew will  never scream his name out, and a  girl who will never love him back.

He felt disgusted with himself as he felt his cum drip down his hand and the way he felt relief  after getting rid of his pent up sexual frustration by thinking of you.

Memories of the night before when your breast had accidentally brushed against his hard chest as you were trying to get through the chaotic crowds of the college parties. Memories of you wearing a tight dress that showed off your curves and charm of a woman, and the way your red lips would curve into a smirk whenever someone made a joke. When she smiled at him when he made a lame joke, and when she drag him around the party to look for Namjoon.

He wanted you more than anything, but you were with someone else.

And the worst thing about wanting you was the fact that you were his best friend’s girl.

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“I know that I said that I would always choose friendship over love, but she’s different and this situation is different too.”

“You’re still breaking the bro code.”

Jin sighed as he signals the bartender, “One more shot, please.”

Taehyung frowns as he tells the bartender to stop giving Jin more drinks, but the bartender had already served Jin a Gin.

“I can’t believe you’re a meme in real life, you even order a drink that sounds like your name.”

“This coming from the boy that Jungkook uses for his memes in our group chats.”

Taehyung only glares at him, but takes away Jin’s shot.

“Don’t get drunk, hyung.”

“I need too.”

“No, you don’t. What if you get drunk and call Namjoon’s girlfriend?”

Jin grunts and hands over the drink to Taehyung who only slides it away from himself.

“You need to think rationally before you do something stupid.” Taehyung advices, Jin chuckles.

“You know in all my life, I knew you. It was always me telling you advice, not the other way around.” Taehyung rolls his eyes at Jin.

“Well, you’re not always making wise decisions yourself, hyung. Like for example, falling in love with your best friend’s girlfriend!” Taehyung shouts, the whole bar looks at Jin, in judgement and some even smirk. Jin only shrugs it off, not caring what others see him as.

“I thought your fuckboy days are over, besides you shouldn’t let Y/N come between you and hyung’s friendship.” Taehyung almost pleaded.

“First of all, my fuckboy days are over so fuck you. And also, I don’t how to say this any other way, but Namjoon’s days aren’t.” Taehyung gasped.

“What do you m-mean?”

Jin sighs, as he grabs the glass of Gin, Taehyung lets him this time. He takes a huge gulp before setting the glass down.

“Namjoon is cheating on Y/N.” Taehyung’s mouth fell open and this time it was him taking a swig of Gin. After swallowing his drink, Taehyung narrow his eyes at Jin.

“Are you sure?”

Jin nodded.

“I caught him in the act, boy was balls deep in the girl.” Taehyung stared at Jin, in disgust, not use to Jin’s vulgar language.

“I was going to tell Y/N, but when she came over to my place to help plan Namjoon’s birthday party with a bright smile on her face… I couldn’t tell her. She was too happy, and I couldn’t break her heart like that. I want her to smile even if I’m not the reason.”

Taehyung smiled sweetly at Jin before scowling, as he remembered the situation they both were in, “Wow, you really do like her.”

“No shit.”

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Jin officially met you at a party in his senior year, but before he met you Namjoon gushed over you. Namjoon and you were Juniors when the both of you hooked up. At first, it was supposed to be a one-time fling as Namjoon puts it, but soon enough Namjoon fell for you.

“She’s beautiful, kind, and very smart. Last night, we talked until 3 in the morning, our talks were so meaningful and deep that she made me cry. The way she speaks is so beautiful and the way she seems to understand me so perfectly makes me so happy.”

Jin stared at Namjoon, shocked that a girl made Namjoon cried, usually it was the other way around.

“I told her about the shit I went through and all my insecurities and deep thoughts. Even though, she didn’t’ talk a lot she still listened and accepted me, and that’s all that mattered. As I met up with her more, I learned more about her and her hobbies. We’re so similar, hyung… And I think I love her.”  Jin gaped at Namjoon, who was smiling like a lovesick fool, but after seeing how sincere Namjoon’s love for her, Jin smiled.

“After the first night we slept together, I had no intentions of staying with her and I was going to leave first thing in the morning, but she woke up before me. She smiled at me and asked if I would like to eat pancakes with me and I was going to say no, but when she smiled at me, I felt like I was staring at a real-life angel so naturally I couldn’t say no. One date lead to another and well here I am talking about her to you… I really love her, hyung… I think I want her to be the one.” Jin was happy for Namjoon, after years of watching Namjoon break hearts it was refreshing to see him finally cherish one.

Jin was no better by any means, but he quit messing with girl’s heart after his sophomore year when an upperclassmen had broke his. He had learned his lesson and he had hoped that you changed Namjoon for the better as well…. But you didn’t.

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“When exactly did you fall in love with her?” Taehyung asked, as he drank a glass of water.

“Remember that party that Hoseok threw when I graduated?”

Taehyung nodded, as memories flashed through his head.

“It was the best party ever! Even though, I don’t remember half of it.”

Jin shook his head in amusement, as he reminisces the day he fell for you.

Dancing, sweaty bodies were moving their hips in the living room, couples tongue-locking in the hallways, and drunk freshman were puking out in the hedges.

The party was a success.

And Jin was having a great time, dancing with the girls and drinking with his friends. It was going well, but there was one person missing, Namjoon.

Jin was about to call him when he sees Namjoon making his way towards Jin. Namjoon was holding a girl’s hand and Jin didn’t pay any mind to her until Namjoon said her name.

“This is Y/N L/N… She’s my beautiful girlfriend.” As Jin finally met her eyes, he felt himself get pulled into a trance by her lovely shades of e/c. And when she smiled, it was like someone had punched him into a daze. Her red lips were curving into a flawless smile that he would later cherished and try to work hard to see it.

His eyes scanned your body from head to toes, you had a beautiful body as well and if it weren’t for the fact that Namjoon was holding your hand or getting annoyed by Jin obviously checking out his girlfriend, he would’ve asked you out on a date.

Jin smiled as he finally gets out of his trance, “My name is Kim Seokjin, but you can call me Jin.”

You smile at him and stared at Namjoon lovingly, “Joonie has told me soo much about you.” You giggled.

If he thought your smile was breathtaking, your giggles had taken his soul to heaven.

“You have a lovely laugh.” Jin accidentally slips out, you stared at him in shock before smiling again.

“Thank you, I also like your smile.” Namjoon’s grip on your hand tighten, before he gave Jin a mild look. Jin catches on and gives you both one last smile.

“It was nice meeting you.” He then walks away.

At the time, Jin didn’t know he had fallen for you. He simply thought that you were incredibly attractive, however it wasn’t until Namjoon brought you along to hang out with his friends a lot more that he realized he wanted to get to know you better.

He wanted to be with you, even if it meant stealing you away from Namjoon. And that thought frightened him and because of those thoughts he avoided you.

To his advantage yet disappointment, you hadn’t noticed him avoiding you.

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“You fell in love at first sight.” Taehyung plainly stated. “Are you sure you’re not just horny for her?”

Jin glared at Taehyung’s blunt accusation, but continued talking, “It could’ve been anyone, but it had to be her.” Jin moaned out as he rubbed his face with his hands tiredly.

“Have you tried getting over her?”

Jin pulls his hands away from his face to glare at Taehyung once again. Boy keeps asking some dumb ass questions.

“I don’t know, why don’t you ask the ten women I dated and slept with, in hopes of forgetting about her.”

Taehyung gaped.

“You slept with ten women!?”

Jin nodded, as he started fishing out his money from his wallet.

“And you didn’t feel a thing for them?”

Jin nodded again, as he placed the money on the bar and started to walk away, Taehyung quickly slams down his money on the counter and followed Jin out the street.

“I tried, I really did.”

“You’re telling me you been in love with Y/N for three years and never moved on?!”

“Yes, Taehyung… That’s what happens when you fall in love with someone and if you weren’t thinking with your dick all the time, then you would’ve experienced the same thing.”

Taehyung snorted.

“No way in hell am I falling in love again, especially not after Yumi.”

The boys fell silent as they remembered Taehyung’s ex-girlfriend, she not only lied to him but cheated on him multiple times and stole his money.

“You’ll meet the right one, one day.”

Jin says as he placed his arm over Taehyung’s shoulders, Taehyung only snorts.

“Yeah, hopefully it’s not my best friend’s girlfriend, either.” Taehyung teased.

Jin laughs as he punched Taehyung’s arm, “Fuck you.”

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Namjoon changed, you didn’t know what was the cause or why he was acting so differently.

He used to be sweet, caring, and loving. If anything, he was the clingy one in the relationship, but now it feels as though he wanted nothing to do with you anymore. He wouldn’t hold your hand, kiss you, or cuddle with you at night. And at first, you tried to be understanding, but now whenever you try to make plans with him he always makes up an excuse.

Whenever you had a hard day and tried to vent to him, he only stared at his phone, ignoring you. You were so frustrated by his lack of love and apathetic attitude, you decided you wanted to find out why.

If he won’t tell me why, then there’s only one way to find out.

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After packing your bags and reserving a room at the hotel, you had set your plan in motion. All you had to do now was wait. As you walked into the living room, you notice Namjoon sitting on the couch texting. You walked towards the door with luggage, hoping to catch his attention, but failed. You sighed.

“I’m going to leave Korea for a week for business, but I’ll be back on Monday.” Namjoon’s eyes moved towards you before nodding.

As you left the apartment, you texted the one person that helped you feel better.


Jin grimaces as he remembers the exact moment that Namjoon fell out of the love with you.

“She bores me now, and lately she’s been more clingy.”

Jin scowled as Namjoon sat lazily in front of him. The light was dim and the air was heavy with smoke and tension. Namjoon drinks a shot of soju quickly before sighing.

“She used to be so interesting, but now she’s predictable and plain.”

Jin bit the inside of his cheek as he fought back the urge to yank his best friend by the collar.

“I just don’t love her.” Namjoon finally stated as he finished the last shot of soju.

Jin quickly gulps down his drink as he forced himself  to calm down.

“I think I’m going to break up with her.”

Jin’s fist clenched and he felt his teeth bare, his eyes narrow down at an unsuspecting Namjoon, who had his eyes close as he tried to calm himself as well. When Namjoon quickly opens his eyes, Jin changed his expression, trying to play off as calm and rational, but in the inside he was already beating the shit out of Namjoon.

Why do I care? Jin thought angrily.

She’s my friend, but I’m closer to Namjoon… Either way, it’s not right to talk shit about someone who’s in love with you.

“Are you sure?” Jin asked, through gritted teeth.

“Yes.”

Jin sighed, as he waits to hear you explain the situation.

Jin’s hands shook as he read your messages. His heart broke for you as you pour your heart out to him.

How can he tell you the truth when you were so happy with Namjoon?

Jin bit his lip as he typed a response that he will soon regret typing out.

Jin turned his phone off as he laid down on his bed, cursing at the ceiling.

He had just made a grave mistake.

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Maybe, I should believe Jin. After all, no one knows Namjoon more than Jin.

Y/n started packing her things back inside her luggage, chuckling at how foolish she was for trying to create a plan to catch Namjoon cheating.

For all she knew, he was probably snoring on the couch with his mouth open. Y/N chuckled at the thought.

Maybe, I was wrong for suspecting him.

She wanted to trust Namjoon, but for some reason she felt something in her gut warning her.

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It was two in the morning when Y/N came home, she unlocked the door and placed her luggage near a wall. She smiled brightly as she realized her house was quiet and still in place.

Namjoon didn’t burn the house down and he’s probably still sleeping. However, it wasn’t until you were taking your shoes off that you felt a heavy weight on your chest. Next to Namjoon’s red converse were black high heels that certainly weren’t yours.

You bit your lip nervously as you walked near your bedroom, you prayed that it was just Namjoon sleeping in your covers peacefully.

You tiptoed quietly as to not wake Namjoon, you slowly open the door with a smile until you saw two lumps in your bed.

Reality crash down on you as your smile slip off your lips and your chest ached physically. You turn on the lights and bang on the wall, jolting Namjoon and the woman next to him sleeping.

Namjoon’s groggy eyes widen at the sight of your devastated form. Namjoon felt his chest sinking as you stared at the woman with dyed blonde hair sitting next to him, naked.

The woman quickly covers her torso before slapping Namjoon’s face.

“You had a girlfriend!?” Namjoon only stared at you the whole time, as the blonde quickly dresses.

The blonde girl stared at you with a crestfallen look on her face, as she bowed deeply at you.

“Please forgive me, I had no clue he had a girlfriend.”

But at that moment, you didn’t even register her presence, she was background noise. Her hurried footsteps filled the painful silence and tension in the room. And just as she slam the door close, you finally snapped out of your heartbroken trance. You grab your purse and started to leave, snapping Namjoon out of his trance finally.

Namjoon quickly grabs his boxers and pants before following you out the front entrance. As you opened the door to leave, he slams it shut and trapped you with his hands against the door and you in front of him. You only kept silent as you refused to look at him out of sheer anger and disgust.

“Y/n, talk to me.”

You only kept quiet as you tried to open the door, but his bulging muscles only kept it shut.

“I’m sorry.”

You only scoffed, and as you struggled to open the door, he quickly pulls you in for a hug.

“Don’t leave me.” He whimpers out.

You swallowed nervously as you felt your chest tighten from the pain he was giving you.

“Let me go.”

“I love you.” You gasped, and you felt his arm tighten around you as you stopped struggling against him.

“I love you and I’m sorry I took you for granted. I didn’t realize how much I loved you until now.”

You bit your lip and tried to fight off the tears forming in your eyes.

“I can’t, Namjoon.”

“You can’t what?”

“I can’t be with you anymore so let me go. We both know, we’re not happy with each other anymore.”

“That’s not true.”

You scoffed and felt a bitter chuckle force itself out of your lips.

“Yes it is, otherwise you wouldn’t have cheated on me.”

Namjoon fell silent as his grip loosen, you were going to tear his arms off of you when you felt something warm and moist fall on your shoulder. You froze as you felt Namjoon press himself against your back, trembling.

“It won’t happen again.”

“It’s too late , Namjoon. I don’t want to be with you anymore because we’re not in love like we used to be.”

Namjoon’s arms fell to their sides at this point, and you force yourself to look him in the eyes.

“You’re not happy with me anymore and I can’t love you anymore because you hurt me, Namjoon. I have to think of my happiness. And I’m sick and tired of being the only one to save this relationship even when it’s falling apart so quickly.”

Namjoon’s heart broke to million pieces as he watched you grab your luggage and head towards the door.

You stared at him one last time with a sad smile, “It’s over. Tomorrow, I want you and your things gone from my apartment.”

Namjoon’s eyes widen as he watched you leave through the door. He felt his knees give out as he had realized his biggest mistake.

He had let the girl who would love him despite his flaws and past go. And because of what he done to her, she will never love him again.

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It was four in the morning when Jin opened the door to see a red-eyed you standing in front of him.

He gaped at your disheveled form before stepping aside to let you in.

“Y/N…”

You spun around to glare at him, “Why did you lie to me?” Your voice was husky from an hour of crying.

“What are you talking about?”

“He fucking cheated on me, and you fucking knew this whole time.”

Jin’s mouth fell at the sudden confrontation before closing it back up.

“You’re right…”

“Why?”

Jin stared at you as tears slip down your face, he felt his chest ache at the sight. Out of all the things he hated, seeing you cry was the thing he hated most.

“I thought we were close enough to trust each other, Jin… Was it because Namjoon is your best friend?”

Jin sighed as he rubbed his eyes, he tried to ignore the pain filling his heart each second his eyes met yours.

“No, It’s just…”

“Just what?”

“It’s none of my business. Yeah, the both of you are my friends, but I have no right or say in your relationship with him. It’s not my place to tell you that Namjoon was cheating on you.” Jin confessed, feeling frustrated.

“You should’ve least told me, instead of lying to me. I wasted my time and energy in trying to save that hopeless relationship! He broke my heart! I wished you had told me, but now I’m standing in front of you at four in the morning yelling at you instead!”

Jin stared at the ground, as you ranted.

“I’m not mad that you didn’t tell me, Jin. I’m mad because you lied to me! Shit, if you didn’t want to tell me at least say that it’s not your place to say so.”

“Well, what am I supposed to tell you when you were so fucking happy?! How am I supposed to tell the girl that I love more than anything that my best friend is cheating on her?! How am I supposed to tell my best friend that the girl whose happiness is my source of happiness deserves more?! How am I supposed to help you both without letting my personal feelings get in the way?! Or when I have no right to interfere with your relationship?”

Your mouth parted as Jin had confessed to you.

“You want to know why I lied to you?” You nodded, quietly, too shocked to argue back.

“I lied because I was hoping that maybe Namjoon would get his shit together and make you happy. I was a fucking idiot to lie to you, I should’ve told you the truth so you would’ve been spared the heartache, but I thought lying to you would save you both, but I was wrong. Now, you’re crying and Namjoon is probably cursing at himself for letting someone like you go. So, I lied because I thought I was protecting you both. It was wrong of me, but I just wanted you both to be happy.” Jin broke down into tears himself, as the guilt swallowed him up.

You walked towards and without warning wrap your arms around him, he stiffen as you spoke, “I’m sorry, Jin. It’s not your fault. I shouldn’t have put you on the spot… You shouldn’t have been dragged into this mess. I’m so sorry so please don’t cry. It’s not your fault, I should’ve found out myself. I was angry and sad, but that’s no reason to take it out on you. I’m sorry. Anyone would’ve done the same if they thought they would be protecting their friends.”

“Yeah, but I lied for Namjoon about him loving you.”

“You weren’t wrong, though…” Jin fell silent as he stared at you.

“However, he realized it too late.” Jin hugged you tightly as you wept against his hard chest. After a couple of minutes of crying, he wiped your tears away and stared into your redden eyes. You placed your cheek on his chest again as you felt warmth wash over you as his embrace was comforting.

“Thank you for always being there for me when he wasn’t.” You mumbled against him, thinking that he hadn’t heard a word, but he had heard everything.

“I would do anything for you.” He whispered back. You fell asleep on his chest with a smile and as he carried you back to his room, he couldn’t help but hope you would find happiness again even if it wasn’t from him. As you slept quietly on his bed, Jin slept on the couch hoping and praying to whatever entity that you would be at peace again. With a sad smile on his face, Jin fell into a peaceful slumber.

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When Jin woke up it was noon, and as he got up from the couch he went to search for you. But, you were nowhere to be seen inside his home. He panicked until he saw your note on the kitchen counter.

Thank you for everything, Jin. I hope we see each other in the next life. Don’t worry about me and don’t look for me. By the time, you read this letter I will be on an airplane out of Korea.

Jin’s hands shook as he read the letter, he sat down on the couch as he felt harsh reality smack him in the face. You had left without saying goodbye properly and there was a high chance that he would never see you again.

As Jin’s tears slid down his face, he couldn’t help but wish the best for you and to see you again even if it were for a second.

Jin felt despair as he felt he would never see you again, but truth be told the both of you will have a fateful reunion two years later.

Love you more, cowboy

Title:  Love you more, cowboy

Author: @spn-imagines-nation ; Eirin

Pairing & characters: AU!DeanxReader, Sam (mentionned)

Word Count: 2,104

Warnings: Fluff ? Well it’s not a warning… So none !

A/N: Requested by @make-the-clock-reverse. Thanks for that btw, and I hope you will like my first AU ever !

Summary: It’s been too long since she’d seen her man, and everytime she planned something, or even him, he canceled at the last minute because of his job. Pissed isn’t strong enough to define her at this moment. But maybe Dean has some aces in his handle…

Feedback is always appreciated! ❤ English isn’t our first language, sorry for all the mistakes, be indulgent!

This morning, she woke up alone. Again. He was gone earlier, as every other days. She sighed and looked at the clock. 7AM. Without wasting time, she went off of her sheets and headed to the bathroom to take a shower, trying to clean up her mind from anger and sadness. She knew he was working hard with his auto company, but since they moved together in this house, they barely spend at least a week together. She was a middle school teacher, so she was busy too. But she finally was on summer break, and this time he wasn’t here at all, or just when she was asleep, feeling his arms wrapping her waist some nights. But for three weeks, it was too much for her. After the shower, she went to the kitchen to find a paper near the coffee machine.

I had to go early. Sorry babe. I made some coffee.
Love ya.

She sighed again and took a cup of coffee. She made her day by looking at the classes she will have to do in a few months. She also called her mom, like every week, and Sam to keep in touch with her favorite -and only- non official brother-in-law. As a young and brilliant lawyer, he couldn’t come as often as he wanted, but family was family, even if Dean and her wasn’t engaged. Y/N waited all day to see her boyfriend, and especially, she wanted to know if he hadn’t forgotten the day. Today was their 2nd anniversary, a very special day for her. She left her first teacher job in Dallas, TX to follow him here, in Lawrence, KS seven months ago, letting everything behind her. She had enough of being far away from him, and when he asked her to come to live with him for good, she didn’t hesitate. And when she found a position in Lawrence junior high, she moved to his flat. And after three months, they decided to buy this house together as a new beginning.

But, even if all that showed her he was serious about their relationship, she felt lonely as never before. She fell asleep on the couch while watching some old movies before knowing it. And when she found another paper on the table when she woke up, that was too much. She tried to call him, restraining her tears of anger and sadness but she just had the right of the answering machine.

“I know you’re working, maybe hard. And I’m sorry to bother you at home but I can’t anymore. I see you less than before Dean, almost a year together there and you’re almost a stranger in our own house ! You know what ? Forget I called, it won’t change anything after all.” 

 She hanged up, pissed as never after him. They had their fight, but she never felt that way. She felt lonely, like she was losing him. Maybe it was true. She knew that he did all that for them, as she did when she took more responsibilities at school to be able to bring more money at home. But in three months, she saw her mother more often than the man she loved. Her Y/E/C eyes were full of tears while she sighed. She had to get out of here. She went shopping and spend her day out, trying to change her mind. When she came home around 6PM, she was pretty surprised to see the beautiful Impala her boyfriend called Baby in the alley. She parked her car before taking the bags and going inside the house.

Dean was panicked. When he asked her to live with him, he was pretty sure she wouldn’t want because of the year they spend away because of their jobs, their lives. He met her thanks to Sam who knew her from Stanford. She came to the party he made to celebrate his new job and when she wanted to head back to her living town, her car didn’t seem to wanted it. Dean helped her with that and tried to ask her for a drink. They talked a long moment at the party, and hell she was his type of woman. She said yes for this drink, and another after. They perfectly matched together. She was a strong and independent woman who loved her job and who laughed at all his jokes. She made his heart losing a beat. He loved her. But when he heard the message after meeting a client, he heard all the anger but also the sadness in her voice. She was pissed, of course she was. He hadn’t other clients, so he decided to close the shop and drove as fast as he could to his home. When he saw the alley empty, he thought his heart stopped. She left everything for him, so feeling lonely was normal. He knew she missed her mother and her friends in Texas. But seeing she wasn’t here frightened him as never before.  

 When she passed the door, she raised an eyebrow, and called him with an inquisitive tone.

“Dean ?
_ Y/N ? Crap, I thought you…
_ That I was gone ? You really thought I would let you without a word after I decided to buy this house with you ?
_ Well, you left a word…
_ You are supposed to know I’m not that kind of girl Dean…
_ Sorry sweetheart, I was just afraid and worried about you after your message. Maybe I overthought when I didn’t see your car.
_ I won’t lie, I thought about going back to my mom’s. Since we lived together, it’s like I live with a stranger. I didn’t leave all my life behind for being as useful as a plant Dean !”

She put her bags on the table before sighing hardly. She was pissed of being alone with herself or just hanging on with her colleagues. She liked them, but they weren’t him. She never felt that, this need to be with someone before him. He was first the brother of a relative friend from college, after he became a friend and before she knew it, she fell in love with the pretty boy. And she had no regret to had followed him here, but it was hard. And that became worse when she decided to invest in this house with him. She was ready to stay, but not if her life became just a dream. Dean was puzzled.

“Look, I don’t want us to not be happy here, okay ? I have to work harder for this.
_ Oh God, even if you close the shop earlier, that will be fine ! We’re good Dean ! And if you’re happy without living with me, then you don’t understand what I’m doin’ here ! Find your balance or I will explode, you moron !”

Her eyes looked away while her hands came to her forehead and her Y/H/C hair. They had some fights before, but nothing like that. She passed by him to take a beer on the fridge, something she was never really doing except when it was a bad week and only on Friday after the end of the week. He understood she was really exhausted of that. Even if he wanted to make things easier with working harder, he was mad at him. He hated coming back home late, and he hated to not be able to be with her, to kiss her or to watch Dallas with her and making fun of it because of her home town. She stayed in the kitchen, drinking some sips of her beer. He came and leaned against the lounge.

“Look… I’m sorry sweetheart. 
_ Good to know. You even forgot our birthday. 
_ You were asleep so I couldn’t give you that. You were so sad when it broke so.”

He took of off his jacket a long and slender blue velvet box and made it slide to her. She looked at him, her eyes still pissed, and took the box. When she opened it, she was surprised. It was in her family for a long time but the chain broke some months ago when she was unpacking the cartons. Dean knew that was important, so he waited that occasion to give her back.

“It’s…
_ I know how much you loved this necklace so I thought it would be a good idea.
_ Thank you.”

She smiled softly, but the air was still full of bad vibrations and silence. They didn’t talk too much after that, they just ate and chilled while watching TV before going to sleep. She was ready to wake up alone. But when she tried to stand up, she felt a large embrace around her waist. She managed to turn up and faced the face of her man still asleep, his face running with a little beard which could be seen. Even if she was still mad at him, she could help but smile seeing him like this near her. After a moment, she kissed his cheek with a “you idiot” whispered before escaping his embrace to go shower. When she finished and went to the living room, Dean came back from the kitchen, two coffees with him.

“For ya.
_ Thanks.
_ Still mad uh ?
_ Maybe. By the way, you should be at the auto company at this hour, didn’t you ?
_ Winchester’s Cars will survive even if I take a one weak break.
_ Can you repeat that ?
_ You’re right. You’re here too, I don’t have to do all the work alone. And… I admit I missed you a little too much.
_ Well. That’s a beginning.”

She kissed him quickly. Little by little, she made him understand she wasn’t really mad anymore, just upset but their fight. When she let him faced her back, he hugged her, his hand around her, kissing her neck softly. She smiled and shivered when she felt his lips against her skin. She missed him and his morning mood.

“I’ll take an employee. I can do it. And like this I will be home earlier.
_ Such a shame, I won’t be able to invite a coworker here then.
_ And why ?
_ ‘Cause first, we are 12 teachers and there is only 5 women, so you’ll start to be jealous, I know you. And second, if these women see you, then I will become the jealous one.
_ Don’t worry, I prefer the Texam girl I have in my arms right now.
_ Another point for you cowboy.”

Both laughed before taking a breakfast together. It was like they were starting to discover each other again. Suddenly, Dean had an idea.

“You know what ? You’ll forgive me entirely right now.
_ And why ?
_ If I tell you I just wanna drive to nowhere with you by me side this weekend ?
_ I’ll answer that was our first date. And that I fell for you hardly during this date.
_ Let’s do that again. Packing a bag, taking water, beers and some food for the first day and let’s go to the Texas lands you always pictured.
_ Wait a minute, you’re serious ?
_ Hell I am babe. So Y/N, what do you say ?”

She stood up to sit on his lap and to kiss him with all the excitement in the world.

“I say let’s do this !”

After some other hugs, they went packing and put everything in Baby. Her hand in his, once they were in the middle of her homeland after an entire day on the road to just drive, they were staring at the night sky, full of stars. He was with his beer and she was with her water, her head laying on his shoulder. She was breathing again, with him trying to keep her safe and happy. He stared at her while she was humming a little bit, a smile on her face after they came to say hi to her mother before going to eat some burgers. She felt so blessed. She maybe noticed her beloved eyes on her.

“What ? It’s because I’m hummin’ Honey Bee
_ No it’s not that. Even if i wonder why you’ve that in mind.
_ Since mom put this song on the radio, I’ve it in mind. But it doesn’t answer my question ? What are you thinking ?
_ I love you.
_ Love you more cowboy.”

She kissed him in a lovely smile.

Roomies

@optomisticgirl prompted me ‘Captain Cobra as roommates under the curse’ and so I tried to deliver. I hope this is okay. Mild vague spoilers for season 7.


He could feel the man’s presence in the doorway of his room but chose to ignore it. When he applied for the room he thought it’d be a sure thing; rooming with a cop meant he wouldn’t be murdered in his sleep and with both of them in demanding jobs, he figured they wouldn’t see much of each other. Just two single males sharing quarters. But if Henry knew just how fussy Killian was in the beginning, he would have taken his chances rooming with the hipster and his seven iguanas downtown.

The silhouette remained in the doorway, gradually moving his arm to rest on his hip. Henry ignored his presence for a few more moments before finally giving in and facing the man that seemed determined to get his attention by glaring.

“What?”

“You finished the milk.”

“Okay…” Henry continued to stare at the man blankly, confused as to why he was getting the ‘mad mother’ glare from his roommate.

“You finished the milk and didn’t replace it.”

“I’ll grab some more on my way out?” he offered.

“You know the rules.” Killian huffed. “I don’t know how many times I have to remind you-”

“Alright. I’ll go get some now, just… don’t have an aneurysm.”

Killian followed Henry as he trudged into the living area, making his way to the door.

“I’m not angry, mate. I’m disappointed-”

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Would you believe me (Taeyong Smut)

Originally posted by taeten-s

You were at a small get together at Taeyong’s place with your boyfriend, Jaehyun. You were seated on the couch next to Jaehyun while Taeyong was seated on one of the chairs adjacent to the couch. Due to the amount of drinking Jaehyun was doing, he was constantly needing to excuse himself to the restroom, leaving you and Taeyong alone.

“You look beautiful tonight, Y/N,” Taeyong shyly complimented while playing with his glass of wine.

You held his gaze for a brief second before turning away. A deep scarlet shade ran across your cheeks as you murmured a small thank you. A moment of silence passed before Taeyong managed to catch you off guard with a seemingly forbidden question.

“Do you love Jaehyun, Y/N?” 

You processed his question, your mind an entangled state, before meeting his eyes. Those dark, intimidating eyes cautiously watched your deer in the headlights expression before breaking into a smile. 

“I asked because he told me he barely mustered up the courage to tell you he loved you.”

You let out your breath, unaware you had kept it in all this time, then you smiled and nodded, remembering the occurrence.

Although you and Jaehyun had been dating for over a year now and were regularly sleeping with each other, the two of you were not in the I love you stage yet. However, on the night of your birthday, while laying in bed fucked out and exhausted from the five rounds of sex Jaehyun had insisted on, he breathed out a sweet I love you.

You remembered you hadn’t yet answered Taeyong’s question and redirected your attention to him.

“Yes, of course I love him.” 

He smirked and looked up as Jaehyun approached the two of you. Taeyong quickly brought up Jaehyun’s new job when Jaehyun asked what you were conversing about.

It was getting late and you wanted to go home already but Jaehyun was too drunk to drive and you weren’t exactly sober. Taeyong offered the two of you to stay the night, and you reluctantly agreed as Jaehyun was already passed out on the couch. Taeyong showed you to the guest room and was nice enough to lend you some of his clothes to sleep in since your dress wasn’t exactly the most comfortable. You quickly threw on the pair of clothing and got into the bed ready to rest, giving Jaehyun no second thoughts.

You woke up a few hours later needing to go to the restroom. Quietly, you made your way down the hall looking for the restroom but slowed down when you heard muffled noises coming from the door at the end of the hall. You grew concerned, maybe Taeyong wasn’t feeling well. Since the door wasn’t completely closed, you peered through the small space and were in utter shock with the scene that was laid out before you. A gasp unwillingly left your mouth. Taeyong’s eyes shot up as you tried to move away from the door. Taeyong swiftly stepped out of his room and eyed you coldly. You attempted to explain to Taeyong how you ended up in front of his bedroom door. 

“I- uh… I was looking for the restroom and I heard something and I thought you weren’t feeling well so I was going to check on you but…” 

He crossed his arms and smirked down at you. 

“Since you distracted me and I wasn’t able to get off, why don’t you suck me off instead?” 

Your eyes went wide with his suggestion and you hurriedly retreated back to the guest room before you screamed at him for being extremely inappropriate and thinking with his dick. He grabbed your wrist before you were able to make it into the room and forced you to look at him.

“Y/N.” 

“Why the fuck would you suggest something like that? I’m your best friend’s girlfriend. What the fuck kind of friend are you, Taeyong?” 

You glared at him angrily, seconds away from screaming your head off. He hurriedly apologized and thought it was best to not say anything to further aggravate you. He left and you went to sleep seething with rage.

The next morning, you woke up at the crack of dawn and immediately changed back into your dress. Luckily, no one seemed to be awake. You made your way to the couch Jaehyun was sleeping on, careful not to make any noise. You didn’t want to face an uncomfortable situation so early in the morning. Gently, you shook Jaehyun awake and told him you needed to go home because you were going to meet your mother for breakfast. He nodded half-asleep still and drove the two of you home.

It’s been two days since the incident with Taeyong and you decided it was best to keep it from Jaehyun. As you were waiting for Jaehyun to get home from work, your phone notified you of a message. You instantly checked to see if it was from Jaehyun. 

Fuck. It was from Taeyong.

Taeyong: “Hey, I wanted to say I’m sorry. I didn’t realize what I was saying that night.”

You debated on whether you should reply or not. He had had more than a few drinks that night, after all.

You: “It’s okay. You were drunk.”

Taeyong: “Ha, yeah. Probably. Y/N, I don’t want you to stop talking to me because of what I said. I was thinking with my dick and how hot you looked in my clothes wasn’t helping at all.“

You: “That was last part was totally unnecessary, Taeyong”

You: “but I won’t stop talking to you.”

You reassured him of your friendship and how it wasn’t going to change over something that had slipped past his lips. You understood the reason as to why he insisted on staying on good terms. Taeyong and you went way back; you had met him before you had even met Jaehyun.

Three years ago, you used to frequent this small restaurant every Friday night to sort of destress from college and eat good food. Every night, without fail, you had observed a winsome, white-haired teenage boy sitting at a table in the left corner of the restaurant. You both noticed each other as weeks passed, sharing small glances every now and then. After two months of frequenting the restaurant at the same time, the boy decided to introduce himself. As he walked towards your table, you noted his hair was now dyed a lavender tone and his amazing facial structure, one that you could goggle at for days. 

“Hi,” he spoke, his voice raspy in texture. 

You quickly swallowed down the fry you were chewing on.

“Hi,” you greeted, your full attention now on him.  

“Can I join you? You seem lonely and I kind of feel lonely.” 

That was the beginning of your beautiful friendship.

Weeks passed and you were rummaging through your closet for a nice outfit to wear to surprise Jaehyun at his new job. After a good half hour of searching, you finally settled for a rose pink long-sleeve laced dress and black velvet heels. He loved it when you wore heels, it made kissing you much easier. 

You drove to his job and parked your car in the company’s parking garage. You were beyond nervous. This was the first time visiting him at his workplace and you hoped he wasn’t too busy to spare you a couple of minutes.

The elevator ride up to the eleventh floor felt like an eternity. As the elevator doors opened, you were welcomed with toffee-colored walls and an extensive reception desk where a young woman kindly greeted you. You informed the receptionist you were here to see Jaehyun, and she escorted you to his office. 

You didn’t even consider knocking before opening the door, which you later regretted. You were completely taken aback by the whole scene. Jaehyun was shirtless and had his pants pulled down to his knees while a blonde kneeled just to the front of him. She had his dick halfway into her mouth when he turned to look at whoever had interrupted their fun time. When his eyes finally focused on you, his eyes went wide.

“So this is what you do at work, huh?” you choked, on the verge of tears.

You backed out of the room and slammed the door shut. You trudged to the elevator and repeatedly pressed the down call button. You felt your chest tighten and your eyes water as you waited for the elevator doors to open. You made it your mission to be out of the building and in your car before allowing yourself to shed any tears. As soon as you closed the door of your car, tears streamed down your cheeks. You hurriedly wiped the tears away and sped away from the parking lot. 

How could he betray your trust like that? He had told you he loved you. Did that have no meaning? 

You needed to talk to someone immediately. Your best friend was out of town and you surely didn’t want to ruin her vacation, so you decided to contact the next best person to talk to, Taeyong. 

Messages poured in from Jaehyun trying to explain and attempting to locate you in order to set this right. You ignored them all and stopped at a gas station to message Taeyong.

You: “Tae, are you busy right now?”

What seemed like a lifetime, but was really only two minutes, passed when your phone screen lit up.

Taeyong: “No, why? Do you need me?”

You: “Are you home?”

Taeyong: “Yes, I’ll be here. Is something wrong, Y/N?”

You didn’t answer. You desperately needed his presence to comfort you. You backed up from the parking space and made your way to Taeyong’s home. On your way there, you almost hit the car in front of you and ran a red light, but you managed to arrive in one piece.

You stopped crying and exited your car. You didn’t even bother trying to fix yourself to at least look presentable. You were aware of the mascara running down your face and the puffiness of your eyes, but your heart was torn and the only thing playing in your mind like a broken record was the scene you had witnessed moments ago. 

You rang the doorbell one too many times before a disheveled Taeyong opened the door. His now black hair was matted and his clothes unkempt. He must’ve just woken up. 

“What the fuck happened to you, Y/N!” Taeyong demanded, rather than questioned. His eyes scanning your face first for any bruises or marks.

“Jaehyun cheated on me.” 

The words pulled at your heartstrings and you felt a lump in your throat. You could no longer hold it in and began to bawl like a child, covering your face so Taeyong wouldn’t see how ugly you looked while crying. You felt a slight tug on your sleeve as he pulled you into his home, closing the door behind you. You felt his clothed arms enclose you and his hand begin to lightly massage the small of your back in a brisk attempt to comfort you. 

“Cry your heart out, princess.” 

He hadn’t called you princess since you started dating Jaehyun. Although the pet name brought back memories, thoughts of Jaehyun resurfaced and you began to sob even harder. 

You cried for what seemed like hours, all while Taeyong held you in the folds of his arms. You were all out of tears and resorted to sniffling. You didn’t want to leave the warmth of Taeyong’s embrace. He noticed you had ceased crying and asked you if you were feeling better. You looked up at him and nodded. He released you and smiled at you. You immediately regretted it because he let his arms fall to his sides. You still desperately needed to feel his arms around you.

“I should have never introduced you to Jaehyun. He never deserved to have you in the first place, Y/N.” 

Your glazed eyes followed his dark, doe eyes. 

“Y/N, can I kiss you?”

You don’t know what came over you and without giving it much thought, you leaned forward and pressed your needy lips onto his. At first, he seemed quite surprised but quickly complied and started to lean more into the kiss. His tongue begged for more than just your lips and you submitted to him completely. His tongue played with yours as his hands began to roam your body. He got a tight hold of your thighs and pulled you onto his lap; you felt his length hard underneath you. He carefully slid your dress up and momentarily detached his lips from yours to take off his shirt. You slid your dress over your head and threw it to the side. Your lips collided once more. You ran your fingers through his tangled hair as he held your waist and began to grind his hard member onto the thin fabric of your underwear. A small moan escaped your lips. You needed him inside of you.

Fuck me, Taeyong,” you begged, meeting his eyes and grinding onto his clothed cock even harder.

“I want to baby girl, but first I want to taste you.” 

With that, he lifted you from his lap and laid on his back. He gestured for you to get on top of him. You faltered over to where his face was, uneasy about having your crotch hover over Taeyong’s face. He hastily clutched your hips and positioned you, your thighs on either side of his face. He moved your panties to the side and started laying soft kisses on your inner thighs then moved to your intimate area. As you felt his tongue slide over your heat then into you, you let out a muffled moan. 

“Don’t hold back, princess.” 

Instantly, he pushed his tongue further into you and dug his fingers into the soft skin of your thighs to bring you closer to him. His warm, wet tongue made fast circular motions inside of you. Slowly, he eased his finger into you, your soaked heat aiding the entrance of a second finger shortly after. Your head fell back as your lusty, continuous moans began to fill the vast living room. His hot breath against your pussy only nearing you to your release. 

You were on the verge of cumming as you steadily grinded your lower lips on his face and tongue. However, before you could reach your high, he lifted you up from his face and commanded you to lay down. He swiftly removed his pants along with his boxers, his cock springing out. Surely, he was bigger than Jaehyun. Teasingly, he pulled down your panties with his teeth at an excruciatingly slow speed, his eyes firmly locked on yours. He positioned himself over you and began to place wet kisses along your neck and breasts, your breath hitching every time he nipped. You were growing impatient, so you began to stroke his erect member.

“Eager, are we?” he smirked and began massaging your throbbing heat.

“Yes. I’m begging you. Please fuck me now, Lee Taeyong.” 

He took his cock in hands and began to slide himself into you, slowly and painfully. His pace started slow, allowing you to adjust to his size. He steadily pounded into you once he knew you were no longer uncomfortable, his thrusts vigorous and precise.

“You feel so fucking good, baby girl,” he breathed shallowly, his hands clutching onto your hips to keep them in place.

The knot in the pit of your stomach grew and tightened then all at once, it uncoiled. Just as you had orgasmed around his length, you felt yourself being filled with his warm seed. 

After a couple of seconds of heavy breathing and intimate eye contact, Taeyong pulled out from you and laid down next to you. He cuddled you into the folds of his arms and kissed your forehead gently. You meet his pleased expression and smiled at him tiredly.

“Y/N?” 

“Yes?” you responded.

“Would you believe me if I said I’m in love?”

I did more Dream Daddy fanfiction because I have to write ALL THE DADS, now. 

A Year Later: Craig

Dadsona/Craig

Mature Teen?, Mostly Fluff

Words: 4468

I close my eyes and step on the scale. I open them and look down.

“Hot damn!”

“What’s up, pops?” Amanda asks from her room. She’s only been back from school a few days, and it already feels like old times.

“Somehow, through some small miracle, I’m back to my college weight.”

“Ugh, can we not talk about college weight? I have one working pair of pants.”

“I told you what that cafeteria food would do to you, panda. A couple visits to the gym with us will probably get rid of that freshman fifteen.” I step down off the scale and try to catch Amanda’s eye in the bathroom mirror through the slightly open door. She’s too busy FaceSpacing or Twitjournaling or some other portmanteau of two social media sites that make me sound like the old man I am.

“I’m perfectly happy with my nacho and pop-tart diet for the time-being, but don’t let me stop you, my dude.” She throws a peace sign up at me as I pass by her door, and I stick my tongue out at her. She’ll learn soon enough. Youth is wasted on the young.

Craig greets me warmly when I find him near the ellipticals. River’s gotten too big for the chest carrier, so she’s started going to daycare. That means there’s nothing between us when his arms come around me in a lingering hug. There’s a lightning quick squeeze on the tush thrown in for good measure. The first month or so, I had thought it was just the change from  platonic to romantic that had made Craig’s shows of affection so weird and squirrely. Turns out with him it’s all about the space. Right place, right time, he can’t keep his hands to himself. The gym is the one in-between place. Fortunate considering how little time we get just the two of us during the week.

“Good morning, babe,” he says quietly into my ear before pulling away. “Leg day, bro. You ready?”

“I love leg day!”

I actually hate leg day, but my god my butt looks amazing afterward.

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No Control | Chapter Twenty-Three

Summary: 

Micky Bennett: college student, loyal friend, aspiring nurse, One Direction fan, Harry Styles enthusiast. Her best friend, Trevor, wins tickets to a show in New Jersey with meet and greet passes. Micky expects a quick photo op with the boys and a great night at the concert with her best friend. What she gets a whole lot more than she bargained for.

To read previous chapters, you can go here.

*Please feel free to reblog and send feedback. It’s much appreciated :)*

*Gif is not mine.*

TWENTY-THREE

“Were you ever gonna tell me?” he demands as soon as the door is closed behind us. He’s got his back pressed up against the door, arms crossed over his chest. The jumper he’s wearing is stretched across his shoulder, the fabric pulling against his muscles, and my hormones make it hard to concentrate on anything other than thoughts about what those muscles used to do to me. 

I have no room to think like that now, though, so I snap myself out of it and address his question. I sit on the edge of my bed and rip my hat from my head, tossing it toward my desk.

“I told you, Harry. I tried getting ahold of you for weeks. I had every intention of telling you before you dropped off the face of the earth to me. Might as well have been like I never knew you.”

“You told me you were on birth control.” I can see the agitation in his eyes, and I realize he thinks I lied to him about it. His hands reach up to tangle in his hair, but he makes an irritated huffing nice when he realizes it’s still up in an elastic, so he yanks it out, his hair falling around his shoulders.

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( My moodboard, images found on tumblr and insta, please don’t steal full board(: ))

P.S. I know Pink Ladies was Grease, but I just thought it would be fun to incorporate it a little into this(:


Being Sodapop Curtis’ twin sister would include:

  • Visiting Sodapop and Steve almost daily at the DX
  • When Soda and you were little, you convinced Ponyboy that you had twin telepathy and he stills believes it
  • “Hey Sodapop, early I was getting this pain in my arm. Did you feel that too?”
    “Oh yeah, around noonish, right? Ponyboy here punched me real hard, you can blame him for that one.”
  • Poor Ponyboy thinking he hurt you
  • Messing around all the time with Soda and giving Darry a headache
  • Crying for a week straight when your family had to get rid of Sodapop’s horse Mickey because you knew how much the horse meant to him and for some unexplainable reason, you could feel a sense of his excruciating grief and it hurt you 
  • Darry having a special place in his heart for you
  • Holding Ponyboy in your arms when he has bad nightmares
  • Having a swear jar at the house because everyone has such a dirty mouth
  • “Those little fuckers-”
    “Dallas Winston that’s a dime in the jar!
  • Soon enough Dally just drops a dollar in the jar when he walks in and starts his rant
  • Helping Darry cook and getting a job at a local diner to help pay the bills
  • Only part time though since you’re still in school
  • Not having high hopes for college but wanting to at least get your high school diploma
  • Even though he would never admit it, Soda is secretly jealous of the fact you got the brains out of the two of you
  • Having movie star looks similar to Sodapop
  • Steve having a secret little crush on you but never admitting it, just enjoys complimenting you and watching you blush
  • “Well look Soda, here comes little miss Audrey Hepburn. Well don’t you just look like a doll today, Y/n.” 
  • Soda hating when Steve flirts with you because he knows how his best friend is actually very fond of you
  • Dallas Winston flirting with you nonstop, but all in a friendly manner since he knows Darry and Sodapop would skin him alive if he stepped too far out of line. Pony would kill him with his eyes, but nothing more
  • “Hey little Curtis, are you a parking ticket? Cause you’ve got fine written all over you.”
    “Dallas Winston say one more smart ass comment to my sister, I swear to god.”
  • Being best friends with Steve and Two-Bit
  • Not caring too much for Sandy but giving her a fair shot since you knew Soda liked her a great deal
  • Getting along real well with Kathy, Two-Bit’s girlfriend
  • Evie hating you- like literally hating you because of how close you are with Steve
  • Constantly going to drag races every weekend
  • Hardly ever touch a drop of liquor or smoking a single cancer stick
  • Every so often you would swing by one of Buck’s parties but never alone. You loved to dance and letting loose for the night
  • Being a Pink Lady much to your brothers surprise 
  • Steve always masking his jealousy when you go on about the guys in the T-Birds gang
  • “C’mon sweetheart, all they are is a group full of a bunch of no good hoods!”
    “Well if their ‘no good hoods’ what’re you, Randle?”
  • Running track with Ponyboy
  • Sodapop and yourself making up your own language when your were little kids and still using it every once in awhile to mess with people
  • Having one of the most bubbliest yet sassiest personalities in the world and being so selfless just like your father 
  • Having just as bad of a sweet tooth and over sugaring everything
  • Like honestly Ponyboy can’t stand eating chocolate cake when it’s Sodapop and you day to make it
  • Having a really good singing voice and sometimes singing Ponyboy to sleep when he’s upset
  • Two-Bit buying you a pink switchblade after you get jumped but making you promise not to tell your older brothers he got you it
  • “Now I don’t want your older brothers comin’ for my head when they find out that you’ve got that, alright?”
  • Going to the movie house with Ponyboy once a week to bond with him
  • Helping your little brother talk to girls
  • “Just pretend that I’m that red head you’ve got a crush on and practice your sweet talk on me.”
    “Y/n I can’t- that’s weird. You’re my sister and this is already embarrassing enough.”
    “Oh shush Ponyboy! Now give me your best.”
    “Fine…”
  • When your mom passed away, all her jewelry was handed down to you and everyday you wear the necklace that she was saving for your seventeenth birthday because it makes you feel like she’s still with you
  • Being there for your twin when Sandy leaves him and holding him all night long as he cries his eyes out
  • “I’m gonna kill her, Sodapop. I can’t believe she did this to you that two-timin’ little snake is gonna get exactly what she deserves I swear-”
    “She already left, it don’t matter anyways. She said she never loved me. I cared about her so much, Y/n, and she just…. She just left. How could she do this to me?”
    “I don’t know, Soda. I really don’t know.”
  • Doing everything in your power to make Sodapop his normal, happy, care-free self again
  • Putting your brother’s needs before your no matter what
  • Being completely obsessed with records and every once in awhile Dallas would show up to your house and surprise you with one
  • “Elvis! Dally how in the hell did you manage to get a hold of this? Oh please don’t tell me you stole it.”
  • Giving Darry back massages when he pulls his muscles 
  • Johnny being shy around you almost always
  • Dallas teasing Johnny for this, “What’s wrong Johnny Cake, you gotta a crush on Y/n? Don’t worry Stevie does too.” 
  • For your birthday present, Sodapop and you get matching mickey mouse ear tattoos on your ankles
  • Almost all the boys coming to you for advice
  • Ponyboy really looking up to you and Sodapop
  • Darry doesn’t say it too much- hardly at all, but he cares for you more than you could ever comprehend and he is so proud of you
  • Helping Two-Bit with date ideas for Kathy and helping Dallas win Sylvia back even though you hardly like her
  • Protecting Ponyboy whenever you can
  • Curtis family nights which consist of you making hot chocolate, Soda making cake and other sweets, Pony picking a board game, and Darry sitting back and relaxing
  • “I wish mom was here to see you now. She would be so proud of the woman you’ve grown up to be, Y/n.”
  • Loving all your brothers more than anything else


Just because I love The Outsiders so much, I thought I would write this.(:

-Daizy xx

Warmth

Hi friends! So, I wrote a little thing about Tom Hiddleston. I recently saw Thor: Ragnarok and that awoke the inter Hiddles-trash that I truly am. I like to keep my intensive fandom love away from my normal blog, so that’s why I’m posting it on this account instead.

This story just kinda came to mind and I couldn’t get it out of my head until I wrote it down, so enjoy! Any feedback is appreciated. 

You can also read this on AO3.

      The mechanical sound of the wheel’s being lowered alerted everyone on the plane that we were landing soon. I flipped over the newspaper I was reading, finishing the last paragraph on an article about space travel. “Did you know that none of the crew from Apollo 11 had life insurance before going to space? They took pictures and singed them for their family incase something were to go wrong. If they sold the pictures they’d probably get more money than life insurance any ways.” I shrugged, talking to no one in particular. My stylist, Elaina, looked at me quizzically; “Everyone knows you have a bachelors degree, you don’t need to constantly throw out random bits of information to remind everyone.”

           “I read an article!” I defended, throwing the paper at her. She picked it up from where it landed on her lap and set it on the side table. Elaina leaned closer to me and took a minute to see if anyone was listening. The plane cabin was private, so it was only my team and I on board. We were flying into Los Angles for a party later tonight; it was under the guise of honoring someone, but it was just a chance for the studios to show off all their people and get more attention. “You know, you don’t have to go tonight if you don’t want to. Everyone would understand if you just wanted to stay home.” Elaina’s look was empathetic. I laughed a little, “We flew all this way to go to the party; it wouldn’t make sense if I did go for at least a little while!”

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iwaoi fic recs

an on-going list

I procrastinated, but better late than never. I have so many Iwaoi fanfics bookmarked on my ao3, so I may as well recommend them for the world to read too.

These are sorted by category and marked with completion status and word length. The list will be updated and edited nonetheless.

ONE-SHOTS

to be first, to be best by kittebasu (words: 26404, rated T, ust and angst)

one of my personal favorites, everyone should read it

shiver by yuu_chi (words: 16703, rated T, slow build, angst)

I’ve read this fic so many times and I always end up crying

I choose you by TripsH (words: 9315, rated T, soulmates au)

short one-shot with smol Iwaoi and soulmates au!!! I’m so weak for soulmates au

no room for pretend by orphan_account (words: 12600, rated T, fluff)

Oikawa and Iwaizumi pretending to be fake boyfriends

the weight of silence by suggestivescribe (words: 5531, rated E, smut)

kind of angsty but defo smut, read it and sin

no touching allowed by starlitcities (words: 10478, rated E, smut)

stripper iwaizumi and nerd oikawa is all I ever asked for

huascarán by eclecticinkling (words: 7589, rated G, angst)

this is the mountain climbing fic that nobody asked for

look by suggestivescribe (words: 3876, rated E, smut)

I don’t know what this is other than filth, Iwaizumi is so dirty

lips like sugar by ohhotlamb (words: 8064, rated T, first kiss)

Hajime is offered to learn the art of kissing from a true professional, aka Oikawa Tooru

press ‘1’ to get a call from your drunk bestfriend by parasolghost (words: 5400, rated T, underage drinking)

Iwaizumi complimenting Oikawa’s ass

os bees and flowers and pipes and plumbers by clockworkmoon (words: 7477, not rated, smut)

ok, the porn is coming at full force in this one

the 5 times Oikawa woke Iwaizumi up by cheekybrunette

and the one time Iwaizumi woke Oikawa up instead

we shine like diamonds by whitemiists (words: 26733, rated T, angst)

there it is, the slow build plus homophobia and pining angst

the PDA jar by poteto (words: 10480, rated T, fluff and humor)

this fic is so so so cute, one coin for every pda moment between iwaoi is my new headcanon

it’s tradition by melissawritesstuff (words: 3916, rated T, fluff)

every year, in his birthday, Oikawa gets a kiss from Iwaizumi

like one of your french girls by jibrailis (words: 4054, rated E, smut)

Oikawa don’t wanna be a virgin anymore

all I wanted was you by spaceburgers (words: 6212, rated E, smut)

college au with angst, porn and Iwaoi being friends with benefits

kiss it better by raewrites (words: 990, rated T, fluff)

Iwaizumi kissing Oikawa’s injuries is my aesthetic

a little bit more by orphan_account (words: 2461, rated E, smut)

hands up if you like reading shower sex because I sure do

if you wanna be by orphan_account (words: 15108, rated T, matchmaking)

Oikawa playing matchmaker for Iwaizumi and failing, of course

the great photo race by idontknowwhatisthiseven (words: 3306, rated T, humor)

just Oikawa being Oikawa and trying to take a terrible picture of Iwaizumi

like the sun rises by raewrites (words: 1615, rated, fluff)

Iwaoi discussing the relationship

sing for me by starlitcities (words: 9863, rated E, smut)

singer Iwaizumi, dear god yes that’s why I’m here, sign me the fuck up, go read this you sinners

soultouch by moami (words: 8750, rated G, angst)

why does everyone like to make iwaoi suffer, is this some kind of universal law?

kiss by buu (words: 2289, rated T, fluff)

first kiss!! smol iwaoi is the cutest

until it breaks by suggestivescribe (words: 2600, rated E, smut)

semi-public sex and bottom Iwaizumi for all your bottom Iwa needs

darlin’, your head’s not right by aruariandance (words: 13658, rated T, fluff)

domestic iwaoi, they’re literally gay and married, READ THIS

say my name by starlitcities (words: 2685, rated E, smut)

Iwaizumi needs to concentrate, but can’t, pwp

the truth is out there by shizuoh (words: 3066, rated T, humor)

or tooru: I will suck your dick if you tell me about the aliens

pillow by suggestivescribe (words: 1187, rated G, fluff)

when will suggestivescribe let me live

MULTI-CHAPTER

conquering the great king by suggestive scribe (completed, words: 105712, rated E, au)

ok this one is my personal favorite too!! like, of all time. IF YOU HAVENT READ THIS FIC YET GO READ IT NOW I laughed, cried and screamed while reading this one, it’s so full of emotions and up’s and down’s, please do this favor to yourself

silly little stars, galaxies apart by starlitcities (on-going, words: 30893, rated M, au)

soulmates au!!! this fic is so beautiful, it made me so emotional and I go to sleep every night hoping the author will update it soon

new phone who dis by meruemsthighs (completed, words: 57747, rated T, texting)

this fic is so funny lmao, Oikawa texts the wrong number while complaining about Ushiwaka

when you wish upon a star by emerald1963 (completed, words: 31975, rated T, bodyswap)

I love this fic so much, it’s so funny and captivating, go read it, it’s all fluffy

love me like you do by crossbelladonna (completed, words: 100516, rated T, fluff)

there’s angst in this one too, but I’m sure you will like it as much as I did, the storyline is just soooo good

arrest me officer by leurauxe (on-going, words: 122275, rated G, au)

policeman au, oh boy can you imagine Iwaizumi as a policeman, because I do and it’s beautiful!!

mud, stars and you by beaa (on-going, words: 74663, rated T, au)

farm au!! Oikawa gets kicked by a cow, I laughed so much with this fic I hope it updates soon

beam me up, Hajime by thunderingskies (on-going, words: 190862, rated E, au)

teacher Iwaizumi and teacher Oikawa hmm good shit sign me up, lots of space puns too

roommates by starlitcities (completed, words: 22470, rated E, angst)

this fic is so beautiful, there’s fluff and angst and it is really worth reading

by chance by crossbelladonna (completed, words; 61938, rated T, au)

fluffy and angsty, I love this one because as I said before, I’m really weak for soulmate au’s

so much better than an axe murderer by levkawa, starlitcities (completed, words: 8706, rated E, smut)

I want Oikawa to sit on my face too

the best I ever had by findingschmomo (completed, words: 62634, rated T, angst)

beautiful , made me very emotional too!! with non-linear narrative

patterns by e1even (completed, words: 20406, rated E, a/b/o universe)

ok, my first a/b/o universe fic ever, but it made me fall so deep in this hell called mating cycles and alpha/omega dynamics, really. It’s beautiful and it’s worth the try even if it’s not your thing

Withered Red Rose

Genre: Angst, and if you squint, fluff

Pairing: Park Jinyoung X Reader

Warning/s: Childhood love ahead

A/N: Hello, everyone. I’m back! Anyway, this isn’t what I intended to post, but I just had to. This is actually based on my own life story. Enjoy!

P.S.: I love Chichyu okay.

Originally posted by jypnior


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Room 1

Originally posted by victaeni

Warning: NSFW. Oral. Stripper!Reader.

Summary: Taehyung is a professor at your college. Last time he saw you was in a bar. Now you’re a stripper and you get to live out some fantasies that you’ve had of him. 

Pt1???

Word count: 1,564~

A/N: Short scenario for all my lovely followers. Hope you enjoy. 

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Warm Me Up

A/N: This was a commission by the lovely @chefgeofframsay. Please, please go read her stuff. It is amazing. Also, thank you to her for being my first commission. If you’d like to commission me there is now a page here!

Pairing: Aaron x Reader

Word Count: 3,476

Prompt: "I opened up my own bakery because I love baking and I’m hiring you to do the frosting because I don’t have an artistic bone in my body.” AU (bonus if Reader thinks Aaron is full of shit and is proved wrong)

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I'll Never Stop Loving You (ReaderxDean)

Prompt: Part two for Yet Another Reason to Love You!

Warning(s): feels, fluff, smut

Words: 4098

Note: I got a lot of requests for part two and I honestly fell in love with the story. Lots of build up because it’s been 10 years!!! I really loved this ending and you should read the first part! Oh and sorry about the feels…and the use of a Lisa gif…ew

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#photography101

We’re both hardly on here anymore, but that won’t stop me from greeting the wonderful @bohemianrider​ and gifting her with a Happy Birthday Everlark drabble. ILY, BR, my dear, dear friend. xoxo

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“Excuse me…do you understand what we just went over?”

Peeta slips his notebook into his backpack and turns around, wondering if the question was directed at him. He comes face to face with a girl he’s definitely noticed before – silver eyes, long, always-braided brown hair, never smiles…oh right…that’s probably why he’s never spoken to her. “I’m sorry, are you talking to me?”

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