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A Babysitting Love Affair | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff
POV: Reader’s/First Person

A/N: This was requested by anon! I hope you guys will like this as much as my first one. I kind of ramble on but please bear with me lol.
Request: could i request a zach dempsey x reader where the reader is babysitting zach’s sister, and zach haven’t met the babysitter yet and one day he goes home early and falls in love with her?

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“I’ll be there tomorrow morning Mrs. Dempsey.”

“Alright love, thank you so much!”

I smile as I close the door after Zach’s mom who asked me to babysit Zach’s little sister, May. She mentioned that she will have to go to Chicago for the weekend to take care of something and I was assigned to be May’s companion overnight since her brother is an extremely busy guy. The Dempseys are a close family friend, too bad I’m not really that close with Zach or May. It’s probably because we go to different high schools and it doesn’t really help that I can be anti-social at times. I know nothing about them, and they know nothing about me in return so it’s all good.

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The next morning

“I’ll be leaving now or else I’ll miss my flight! Thank you so much again Y/N for babysitting. I’ll see you girls tomorrow morning alright? Feel at home love, my number’s on the fridge if you need me and I left money for any emergency. Zach won’t be here until dinner tonight. He has basketball practice.” Mrs. Dempsey says as she bids goodbye to Zach’s little sister and I.

“Got it Mrs. Dempsey! We’ll see you tomorrow.” I finally say with a smile.

“Bye mom! I’ll be good, I promise!” May puts her right thumb out to her mom and waves goodbye.

“So, what do you want to do today, May?” I ask her as we’re left alone inside the house.

“Hmm, I don’t really have anything in mind. Oh wait I know! Let’s style each other’s hair.” She suggests with a gleam in her eyes; she looked so excited.

“Sure kiddo.” I reply with a smile and we proceed to the living room to watch TV. May got all of her hair accessories from her room for us to use. She decided that it’d be fun to start with my hair first and put them in pigtails and so she did. She chose these pink puffy hair bands to tie my hair. May had long, black and shiny hair which reminded me of Katniss Everdeen so naturally, I chose to put her hair in a fish tail braid.

“Wow Y/N, you’re really good at this!” she beams after her make over.

“Why thank you, Miss Everdeen.” I reply with a bow and she giggles in response.

A couple of hours later and it was almost lunch time. May wanted to order pizza and so we did. She didn’t like vegetables so we opted for a classic cheese pizza instead. A few minutes later and the doorbell rang, I ran to the door to open it, with the money in my left hand.

“Thank you so–” I begin to greet the pizza man but a ginormous, muscular guy hovered above me instead.

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can you believe that this bat actually got some sun today??? 🦇☀️

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DATING DRACO WOULD INCLUDE . . .

a/n: i might have enjoyed writing this a little bit too much

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• constant teasing and endless jokes that you are annoyed to but secretly amused to as well

• him noticing everything, like the way you wore your hair differently today or the smell of your new perfume

• he’s not shy when it comes to showering you with compliments

• he loves to spoil you as much as he can

• “Draco, you didn’t have to.”

• “Of course, I did. You deserve only the best.”

• hand holding all the time even if it wasn’t really necessary anymore

• showing you off

• literally

• he makes sure everyone knows you’re taken by the slytherin prince himself

• only you could get into his soft side

• him willingly trying to help you in your classes

• you always scold him whenever he talks so lowly about half-born and
muggleborn wizards.

• he doesn’t listen anyway

• him being touchy whenever the both of you were alone

• “Draco, I’m trying to study …”

• you’re the only person he really trusts

• always making fun of him because he can’t stop talking about Potter

• him getting annoyed because of it

• “Are you sure you’re in love with me and not Harry Potter?”

• “Oh, for Merlin’s sake, Y/N.”

• him always being so cheeky whenever he plays Quidditch, sending a wink or two whenever he is aware that you are looking

• pointing at your way whenever he would catch the snitch

• you blushing mad because of it

• him being too protective

• always holding him down whenever someone tried to flirt with you

• you always getting jealous whenever someone tried to flirt with him

• him enjoying the way you would nonstop talk rubbish about that said someone until you eventually feel better about yourself

• always assuring you that you are the only one that he loves and wants

• you doing the same

• he is not afraid to cry in front of you

• you are always the first person to know whenever something bothers him

• “Are you okay, Draco?”

• “Not quite …”

• him always doing everything in his power to keep you from harm

• you doing the same

• going as far as punching someone

• him laughing his ass off when you do so

• spending Christmas with his family back at the Malfoy Manor

• or just spending Christmas with him when he doesn’t want to go home

• spending Hogsmeade with him every other weekend when he decides to steal you from your friends

• secretly loving it when he does

• having a hard time convincing Lucius that you are perfect for Draco even though both of you had different opinions and views on certain topics

• “Opposites attract, don’t they, Sir?”

• “Well, indeed they do, Ms. Y/L/N.”

• Lucius finally accepting you

• Narcissa accepting you long before her husband did

• Draco happy that they do because his parents’ approval is important to him

• “So, if they didn’t approve of our relationship, you’d break up with me?”

• “Bloody hell, Y/N, of course not. I probably would have asked you to runaway with me instead.”

• and last but not least

• loving each other endlessly and bravely, with no intent of letting the other one go without a fight.

The Stupid Bag (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Rriipppp

Draco pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation and turned just in time to see most of your books cascade to the floor. It was the fifth time in three days that this had happened and he honestly didn’t understand why you wouldn’t just buy a new bag. Instead, you insisted on repeatedly casting Reparo multiple times a day. Talk about a waste of time and magic. He watched in disdain as a group of sixth and seventh year boys began to crowd around you eagerly trying to offer you their assistance. His eyes narrowed at a particularly bold one who actually dared to put a hand on your arm.

“Keep that expression on your face and you’ll get permanent wrinkles, you know.” Pansy said from next to him. He leveled a glare at her before smoothing out his aristocratic features. “Malfoy’s don’t get wrinkles.” He sniffed while Pansy merely rolled her eyes in boredom. “Come on, class starts in five.”  She said pulling on his arm. “And stop pining after her for Salazar’s sake, it’s unbecoming of you.” She smirked. Draco’s protests were lost in the crowd as their professor arrived just in time to usher them into Transfigurations. Pining? Since when has he ever pined? He doesn’t pine. Pansy can shove it.

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Dating Barry Allen Would Include..

I DO NOT OWN THE GIF

PROMPT?: Can you do a headcanon for what it would be like to date Barry Allen from the Flash TV show? Thanks! :)

WARNINGS: already dating Barry

  • Never knowing that Barry was a meta-human until he saved you.
  • Immediately recognizing his voice and tearing off his mask.
  • Barry being incredibly nervous because he had been lying to you for months but all you do is kiss him.
  • Lots of kissing.
  • When he comes home to your shared apartment, always worriedly looking over him for any signs of him being hurt.
  • Lots of cuddles.
  • Barry vibrating when you mention you’re cold.
  • Barry being an errand-runner for you, now that you know he can do it in mere seconds.
  • Everyone at the lab knowing every detail about you.
  • What you had for breakfast, what your hair looked liked today, how groggy your morning voice was this morning.
  • Cisco being kind of jealous that Barry got someone like you, despite never even meeting you.
  • Barry never forgetting your birthday, anniversaries or holidays, despite being able to get last minute gifts easier than most boyfriends.
  • Always sneaking up behind you to tickle you or scare you.
  • Neck kisses from behind post-scaring.
  • Lots of silent and inside jokes between the two of you, everyone else in the room confused as to why you could just look at each other and bust out laughing.
  • Barry being your best friend, your boyfriend, and your superhero.
  • Never ever wanting anymore from anyone else.
Jealous

Request from Anon: Could you possibly do one about Draco being really protective over her and heaps of guys always flirt with her and he’s like really really mad but it’s actually kinda cute and EH YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. You’re such an amazing writer you can totally pull this off so well!!

Thank you anon, this was a fun request to write:) This isn’t my gif, creds to who’s it is because it’s fabulous.

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Dating Jackson Wang

Anon Asked:  Hiiii I saw your “dating Kim Yugyeom”. LOVED IT!!! Can you do one of those dating things for Jackson?

Requests still open for got7


Originally posted by juxghoseok

- Obvious flirting from the start

- Like he’d meet you through mutual friends and be immediately attracted to you just by the way you said “Hi”

- “Hey! I’m jackson.”

- Always standing/sitting/breathing near you

- Asking for your number because he wants to talk more but doesn’t have the time right now to stay

- Texts you minutes after leaving

- Greets you with a tight hug everytime he sees you

- “Ugh, My hair looks terrible today.”

- “Your hair looks perfect! You look perfect everyday, Jagi.”

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anonymous asked:

"So how do you want me to cut your hair today?! ☺" "Shorter." 😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑 rly because I thought u came here for me to grow it longer

“OKAY THEN! TIME TO GO OLD SCHOOL MILITARY!” *grabs the clippers with a grin*

-Rodney

Million Reasons

Requested by @amaranthine-reign

Adam Cole x reader

(y/n) is a friendly chick but clueless about when a guy is flirting with her, just thinks he’s being nice. She assumes that she’s just like, friendzoned by most guys. So Adam who’s been trying to get her attention is at his wits end about how to like get her to see how he feels when he overhears another guy hitting on her and then insulting her for being “dense and stupid”. So Adam ends up blurting his feelings out while yelling at the guy for being an ass.

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Long Way Home

Dude this one was so fun to write. Hopefully everyone likes reading it as much as I liked writing it! I honestly wouldn’t be opposed to making this into a series, but I don’t know how realistic that would be. (Also AYEEE ROSIE FIGURED OUT HOW TO ADD GIFS)

Request: can you write something where cal is a nerd, and you’re kinda popular?? lots fluff and just have fun with it !! // Anon! Thanks so much for this one. I hope you love it :)

Title: Long Way Home

Summary: Calum’s been crushing on you for as long as he can remember, but your differences in social status have proven to be a bit of a roadblock. However, things start to change when you approach Calum with a simple proposition.

Words: 2k (WOW this got away from me)

Warnings: None? Maybe a tiny bit of language?

You looked great today. Your hair was impeccable, your outfit was put together perfectly, and as you laughed with your friends across the courtyard, Calum couldn’t help but stare. It sucked, honestly.

He’d been practically in love with you ever since you moved into his neighborhood when you guys were ten. You two were best friends for a while, until middle school, anyway. The problem that presented itself at that point was the fact that you were the cool new girl from another country, causing your popularity to skyrocket. And unfortunately, Calum and his friends were a bit lower on the social pyramid, making any chance of a relationship with you almost unattainable.

“-right, Cal?”

“Huh?” Calum turned to face Michael, blinking out of his reverie. “I mean, uh. Right. Yeah, I agree.”

Michael grinned. “You agree that Mr. Peters is a total babe?”

“What!”

Michael, Luke, and Ashton all burst out laughing, causing Calum’s face and neck to heat up.

“Pay attention to the conversation next time,” said Ashton around his laughter, “instead of staring at Y/N all day like a creeper.”

“Shut up,” Calum muttered. “What were you asking, anyway?”

“We were asking when you were planning on actually talking to Y/N,” said Luke, and Calum elbowed him.

“Very funny.”

“No, in reality we were just asking if we were on for rehearsal tonight,” Ashton explained. “I asked if we were still all set to have it at your house.”

“Oh, yeah,” Calum nodded. “Sure.”

Suddenly Ashton and Michael, who were seated across from Calum and Luke, went quiet, focusing on something behind them. Calum frowned at his friends. “What—”

Michael suddenly began coughing and Ashton smiled at whatever it was behind Calum. “Hey, Y/N!” Calum’s eyes widened and Michael waggled his eyebrows.

“Hey, Ashton,” came the sound of your voice, and Calum almost groaned in annoyance. Just the sound of your voice gave him butterflies.

“How’s your day been?” Michael asked casually, and you stood at the end of the table so that you could see all of them, pressing your palms to the surface and leaning forward slightly.

“Pretty good, thanks, yours?”

Michael replied with a “Good, thanks,” before you turned to Calum.

“Do you wanna walk home today?”

Calum tried to contain his surprise, simultaneously trying to force a blush from creeping up onto his face. “I… what?” He turned around to glance at your friends, to see if they were staring over here and it was all some sort of prank, but they were all laughing or doing homework as if nothing was off.

 You laughed, and once again, Calum’s heart lurched. “Yeah, um, I finished all of my homework and I don’t have soccer today so I figured I’d just head home. I was wondering if you wanted to walk together since we’re neighbors and all.”

“Y-yeah,” Calum stuttered, then cleared his throat. He could feel his friends’ gazes on the two of them, like vultures. “Yeah, I don’t see why not. When were you planning on leaving?”

“Oh, whenever works for you!” you said with another dazzling smile. “I’m up for whenever, but I don’t want to rush you or anything.”

“Actually, we were just finishing up,” Luke chimed in, closing his textbook. The other guys followed his action, packing up their things and clearing the table. Calum wanted to strangle each and every one of them right the and there.

“Perfect,” you said. “I’ll go grab my stuff. Meet you at the main entrance, Cal?” The use of your nickname for him almost made Calum visibly freak out. He was already pretty sure you could hear his heart beating from where you stood.

“Yeah, sounds good,” he said as calmly as possible, and with that, you nodded, flashing another smile and saying goodbye to the other guys, and turned to head back to your table. Calum watched your retreating figure before turning back to his friends.

“Guys, what the fuck.”

“What?” asked Michael innocently.

“‘Just finishing up?’” Calum mocked.

“We were helping you out!” protested Ashton.

“Yeah, you’ve been in love with Y/N for how long now?” Luke added.

“You guys suck,” Calum groaned, packing his own things. “You legitimately suck balls.”

“Only on Tuesdays,” Michael retorted. Calum flipped him off.

“I’ll see you guys later, or something,” he said, heading toward the courtyard exit.

“No detours, Cal-Pal!” Ashton called and Calum shook his head, ignoring his friends and heading toward the school’s entrance to meet you. It was a short walk, so he found you almost immediately. Unfortunately, you were talking with a few of your friends, who were also pretty popular. In all honesty, Calum almost marched straight back into the courtyard because he was afraid he would embarrass you in front of your friends if he tried to talk to you. For all he knew, you were talking to them about how you had to walk home with him and how annoyed you were!

Then Calum’s logic told him that no, you had asked him to walk home together, and you actually weren’t a bitch like some of your friends. So, Calum came to a brilliant solution to his dilemma: ignorance.

Shouldering his backpack and taking a deep breath, he started walking toward the doors, walking straight past you and the people you were talking to. He figured he could act as if he didn’t see you, instead heading outside to wait. And sure enough, almost immediately after he stepped outside into the October air, he heard you call out.

“Cal, wait!”

He turned around to see you rushing in his direction, finally slowing down when you reached him. “Sorry, I didn’t see you,” he said, and you shrugged.

“No worries. I was talking to a few friends so I got caught up, sorry.”

“No worries,” Calum repeated, and you looked up at him with a smile that made his heart flutter.

“So,” you said, “shall we go?”

“We shall,” Calum replied, causing you to giggle, and suddenly he felt bit more confident. This wasn’t so bad. The two of you began walking, and a comfortable silence settled until you broke it.

“Hey, why don’t you play soccer?” you asked randomly, and Calum shrugged.

“You mean football?” he teased, and you rolled your eye, smiling nonetheless. “Dunno,” he continued. “Not my thing, I guess.”

“Um, I cry bullshit,” you replied, and Calum’s eyebrows shot up as he turned to look at you.

“What?”

“I’ve seen you play, Calum. You’d fit in really well with varsity, trust me. Plus, you were always great when we played as kids.”

“I just didn’t want to, I guess,” he insisted. He didn’t want to admit that he was too shy to try out, considering the boys’ football team was full of pigheaded morons who already probably hated his guts.

You only shook your head, shrugging. “Your choice, I guess. I really shouldn’t be criticizing you for a choice you made.”

“It’s okay.”

Another silence settled, and Calum took the time to look around. A lot of cars were on the street, full of people coming home from day jobs.

“Um, thank you,” you suddenly said. “For walking with me, I mean. I don’t usually walk and you were in the courtyard too, so I just wanted to ask. For old times’ sake, you know?”

Calum smiled at that one. That was one of the reasons he liked you so much; you didn’t care about popularity. You didn’t try to forget or ignore the fact that you two were best friends several years ago. Calum was grateful for that.

“I get it,” Calum said.

“I do wish we talked a bit more,” you continued, and Calum found himself in shock yet again. You wanted to talk to him?

“Me too,” he said honestly. “You friends kinda hate me though, I think.”

“What! No way,” you protested. “They just… they don’t know you, that’s all. You aren’t close with them.”

“It’s alright,” said Calum with a shrug. “I know I’m kind of a dork. I’ve got my friends though, so I’m happy.”

You smiled at that, and it made Calum’s knees weak. “That’s a good way to look at things.”

The two of you continued to walk and talk with one another, and Calum genuinely enjoyed your company. It wasn’t awkward like he thought it would be, and you weren’t patronizing him like he had dreaded you would.

He realized with a start that you guys had almost reached your neighborhood, so he turned left as opposed to right, opting to take the long way instead. Hey, he wanted to spend as much time with you as possible. He wasn’t sure when this would ever happen again.

At that point, the sun was getting lower in the sky. As you pointed out a couple of birds, smiling and laughing as you did so, Calum noticed that you were literally glowing in the fading sunlight. The orange light outlined you like some ethereal halo, illuminating your features and giving your eyes an even more vibrant look than usual. His breath hitched a bit as he marveled at how beautiful you were, but when you turned back to face him, he acted as nonchalant as he could.

Shit, he was so screwed.

Eventually you had reached the neighborhood where you lived, and Calum was both sad and relieved. Sad because his time with you was ending, but relieved for the same reason. He didn’t want to fall for you even more when you were so untouchable and, quite frankly, out of his league. Like, way out of his league.

“Thanks so much, Cal,” you said when you reached the foot of your driveway. “I had a really good time.”

“Yeah, me too,” he said with a smile, a genuine smile. He was ecstatic to hear that you actually enjoyed the time you spent together.

“We should do this again sometime,” you suggested, and Calum had to physically stop himself from jumping for joy.

“Totally,” he agreed. “It was fun.”

“I’ll let you know when the soc-football season ends,” you told him, smiling as you corrected yourself. “We’ll make more of a habit out of this. For old times’ sake, right?”

“I like that idea,” Calum said honestly, and you nodded.

“Well, I’m gonna head inside. Thanks again, Calum, really,” you said, placing a hand on his arm and squeezing a bit before smiling and turning to walk up to your house.

Calum ran a hand down his face, letting it linger over his mouth and jaw. Holy shit, he thought as he watched you enter your house. His hand then found its way into his hair, disheveling the dark curls. Holy shit.

He slowly turned to walk back to his own house, almost directly across the street. He couldn’t wait to shove in his friends’ faces the fact that things went so exceptionally well.

Unbeknownst to Calum, you had made your way up to your bedroom. You watched from the window as your neighbor headed home, and you couldn’t help but smile widely, heart still beating rapidly. So okay, maybe you did have practice today, but the coach loved you and you figured you could just tell her you didn’t feel too well.

And fine, maybe you were kinda, sorta, maybe crushing on Calum.

You could only hope he felt the same way.

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