#i really hope someone celebrated the weekend a little too hard and this isn't what they're like when they're sober

[controversialhottakes]

ohhh I got my first raging anon. I used to get raging anons before but this is the rambly kind that sounds like they might benefit from some serious therapy to learn to control their emotions.

either way thank you, because this genuinely made me chuckle a bit. but it's interesting how you clearly feel so strongly about this, and yet you don't have the balls to show us your username? don't you want your comrades to know who you are so you can come together and arrange a revolution or two?

That's not the correct order but I don't think it changes much to be honest lmao.

[dropitlikeapeong]

Waiting for You: Chapter 1-

Suddenly it's over.

Genre: starting off with some good ol' angst.

CW: crying, yelling a little, mentions of cutting people off, general sadness really.

This one feels a little short, but meh, its a start. If theres anything else im forgetting to add in the cw, do let me know. If there's any typos i forgot to correct, i apologize, I typed this in the dark, hope ya'll enjoy.

Likes, reblogs and comments are appreciated.

"Lets break up." Your heart dropped to your stomach once he uttered those words.

He had asked you last night if he could come over to your place after work. You haven't seen him since him and the boys came back from their overseas schedules, so naturally you can only assume his visit would be because he missed you. Apparently you've assumed wrong.

"Babe don't joke like that." you let out a nervous chuckle, He had to be joking right?

But you turn to meet his eyes and your smile drops when youre met with nothing but an icy glare. He is not joking.

"What... Wait, what do you mean- Seeun what-"

"I mean" He cuts in "-we're done, y/n."

How could this even be happening right now? A few months ago you two had celebrated your first anniversary together at your favourite restaurant. He told you he loved you too much to ever let you go, that he wants you to be in his life for as long as possible.

A few months ago you had to cut off some close friends of yours because they never saw your relationship the way you saw it.They never accepted your boyfriend's silly but lovable personality. The horrible things they would say about him when they thought you couldn't hear them, you couldn't bear it.

You two even spent a weekend at his family house where his mother pulled you aside to tell you how grateful she is that you're in his life.

What could've gone wrong? Things between you two were doing so well.

Or at least you thought they were.

"But why?" You asked him shakily.

"Y/n-"

"Seeun why, what- what did I do? Why- Where is this coming from?"

He sighed avoiding looking into your eyes.

"Y/n, don't make this harder than it needs to be-"

"How am I making this hard? You come over here after I haven't seen you in 'God knows how long' telling me you want us to break up, and-" you choked out a sob, "and I'm the one making this difficult?-"

"Yes! You are!" you flinched back at his yelling. He had never yelled at you before, not even in a joking manner.

"Why are you being so difficult about this?! Just accept that-"

"You wouldn't accept just randomly having your heart broken by someone you love Seeun!" you cried out, you don't even remember when your tears started falling. You felt a horrible ache in your chest.

This just couldn't be real. It felt like this was all just a horrible nightmare, that this was all just a bad dream, that you'd wake up and everything would be back to normal. Sadly, this nightmare was now your reality.

He didn't respond to you, he simply stood there and watched your trembling form from the kitchen hallway, putting a lot of distance between the two of you.

"I-I just-" he sighed running a hand down his face, "this just isn't-" another sigh escapes him

"This is just not working for me anymore, okay? This-" He waves a nonchalant hand between the two of you"-I don't want it anymore.''

He kept his eyes on the ground avoiding your teary gaze.

"I don't want us, anymore."

You sniffled trying to hold in your sobs, in the hopes of stopping yourself from breaking down.

Maybe there's someone else. Maybe he was cheating. Maybe he had fallen out of love with you.

Or, maybe he was never in love with you to begin with.

Maybe this was all just a sick game for him.

Nevertheless, love never thrives if its one-sided.

You have to let him go.

"...Okay." you muttered quietly, unsure if he even heard you.

Everything in your life had been so wonderful, up until this point you couldn't have been happier. Yet now you can only feel misery and sadness. The love of your life suddenly wants nothing to do you and refuses to tell you why. Regardless of his reasonings, you can't force him to stay.

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the spare key you had given to him when you started dating. You always had to stay at the company later than he did, yet he always insisted on waiting for you to finish, so you can go home together. So you had a spare made for him so he can at least wait for you from the comfort and safety of your apartment.

Despite him gratefully accepting it while promising to raid your food and eat all your snacks while you're at work, he never used it. He'd always wait outside of by your door, claiming it would be too lonely without you, but still refused to give it back, in case of an emergency.

He drops that same key on your kitchen counter and makes his way to your front door.

"I'll send someone to get my things." He says, just as you thought the sadness was slowly dying down, it all immediately comes rushing back bringing more tears to your eyes. You could no longer hold yourself together as you broke into uncontrollable sobs.

This is real. He's leaving and there's nothing you can do about it.

"Please understand, this is for the best. Goodbye Y/n."

And he was gone.

~next chapter>

[anochuu]

Idol!Taehyung x Reader

⤷ Genre: angst,fluff,humour

⤷Idol!Taehyung x Reader

⤷Summary: (Y/n) thought she could make it without having the world’s most favourite boy by her side even though she can call him officially hers. This wavy relationship always had its ups and downs.

Part 1, Part 2

Being in a relationship with an idol was never easy and the whole world knows that obviously.(y/n) is anxious and terrified every time he takes her out for a date but with the paparazzis have their eyes on everywhere is harder than taking an entrance examination.In result she never got the relationship she always wanted- hold hands in public, taking on vacations together just the simple domestic lives,really. But all they can do now is just contacting through text messages, sees each other through video calls.

It was selfish of her of course to ever think of ending the relationship but she loves him too much to do it however her heart is aching so bad. This issue is always the major problem of their heated arguments,their endless fights until one day it happen again in unfortunate way.

"Be my girlfriend."

Ha?

(Y/n) almost choked on the milk tea she is having for a short break.She looks up to see Yuta staring right into her eyes with a smile but serious gaze along with it. She gulps the liquid whilst wiping her lips,

"What?" Was all she managed to choked,

"Be my girlfriend,you know i like you since months ago." The Japanese bluntly pointed out.

"Very funny,Yuta." She tries to brush it off,averting his gaze trying to play it cool.

"I'm serious,(y/n)" He leans in, propping his folded arms onto the table

"I mean-you're beautiful,funny and talented hells,you're a girl every guys wanted,this is my chance,isn't it?"

Her cheeks heated up,clearing her throat, "Thanks Yuta but you know—i uhm..."

I already have a boyfriend

With his eyes staring intently at her waiting impatiently for the answer, she grew even more nervous,she have to look for an excuse!

"I'm not really..in the time to look for a relationship right now you see.."

"Hmm.." The male nod in understanding with a hum, "If you feel like one,give me a call,yeah?" He teased but meant it at the same time causing her to burst out into laughter

"In your dreams,Nakamoto."

"It's fine to dream then if there is you in it," He shrugs, "The guys next door are going out tonight and asked me whether you wanted to join us."

"You mean Lucas and Johnny?" She blinks at the sudden change of topic but thanking God too.

He nodded once more, "Yep, Taeyong and the others will be there too."

"Uhh," Her mind began to think,will he permit her to do so? I mean it is just a harmless outing with the gangs and her close friends.

"I'll think about it."

"Alright,give me a call whenever you changed your mind okay?"

"I will,thanks Yuta!"

That night again it was only a phone call she receives from her boyfriend,the only thing that hinders her from going out with her friends was just to wait calls from him.

"How are you today?" Was the same questions all over again ever since they were apart.

"Same old same old, are you still busy?"

"Well,our comeback's just a month ago so yeah,pretty much.”

Why doesn't he sounded sorry at all? a pain ache inside her heart

"The crews and Bang PD-nim wants to get a small dine out together tomorrow night to celebrate the awards yesterday."

"A dine out?" Her ears perks up.

"Yeah,probably just another drinking night."

"Uhm," She bit her lower lip hesitantly, "Is it possible for you to take the day off then?"

"What?"

"You know—we can celebrate it just the two of us..?"

She heard him hums in thinking, "I don't know.."

Her heart sinks, "Is it a must to go though?"

"Of course it does,(y/n)" He chuckles, "It's the boys' and the crews' hard work so it's duly for us to celebrate all together."

"What about me? I supported you guys from behind too,no?" She found herself frowning,her forehead wrinkled in slow anger.

"Yes,absolutely,but i can't-"

"It's been  three months,Taehyung. Three." She sighs heavily.

The other line was quiet for a moment, "I know,baby..just hang on a bit more,m'kay?"

"Until how long Taehyung-ah?" She runs her fingers through her hair locks

"Soon,i promise."

If he doesn't have time for her now,then was it fine for her to go out too with her friends? Supposedly it will be the same too as him isn't it? Not that she is thinking this is a revenge but the fact that her boyfriend is a global superstar  stops her from doing her free activities with her friends just to wait for him for at times he is asking for an impromptu dates. But now that she knows his plans for the next few days ahead, there must be no mistake in going out for a drink at night

"I was thinking to go out tonight with my friends."

"Oh? Who?"

"Erm.."

Okay,she have to think fast!

"Jisoo and the girls from next door,probably some guys too."

"And where to?"

"I don't know,she said probably the Viking bar or Fox's she said."

The other line went quiet again and she anticipated what's to come from him next,

"Taehyung?"

"Do you have to go though?"

Instinctively she almost scoffed,

"I'm not asking for permission,Taehyung. I am contemplating with myself."

"You're a girl—you shouldn't got home so late at night."

"News flash Mister,there's this thing called taxi." She huffs.

"And what about the guys? Are you sure it's safe to drink with them?"

"Of course,they're the one who will probably takes care of us,girls instead."

"Somehow i don't trust them."

"Oh my God,are you even listening to yourself? You just said you will be out drinking too tomorrow night!"

"With the boys!"

"And so am i! I'll do whatever i want!" She admits she sounded like a little child but the fact he forbids her from going out with her friends is just ridiculous. She hangs up the phone even before he could utter another words.

She is fuming and she uses that chance to determine getting full make up on and even the bestest outfit to be out and about on weekend night.The music blaring throughout the whole dim room, flashes of rainbow lights swept across the air, the dance floor are crowded so there is no way in hell she would squeeze herself in when she can just grab drinks by the bars.

Yuta,true to his words did bring the whole crew of his friends probably not knowing she have a boyfriend either tries to be a wingman or he flirted with her himself.The girls hit the dance floor leaving (y/n) alone with alcohol drinks in her hand, chatting with the guys especially Taeyong and another one of his pal named Jaehyun. It is so obvious they tries to get under her sleeves, their rag couldn't be more clearer than a day.

"How can a girl like you still single?"

"How can a girl like you still a virgin?"

Taeyong shot a glare towards Lucas, "Be more rude why don't you?"

She laughs, "Why not? I'm saving myself for the best."

"That's fucking tempting." Hummed Yuta beside her, wrapping an arm over her waist but only for (y/n) to slap his hands away,

"Hands off,Nakamoto."

"Oooh rejected bro!" cooed Mark from the other side,.

"It was hard to believe though,she must be lying. Who's the man?" Jaehyun interjected, and she faked a gasp,

"You don't believe me?"

"Well-you're the senior we all look up to. Hells how many guys were drooling over you in our class. All they talk about how Senior (y/f/n) passes by the hallways and all went nuts."

Well, the confidence that she have the looks does have it in her but she never expresses it outwardly. That is one of the reason why Kim Taehyung caught his eyes on her on the first sight;sure he said pretty face doesn't matter but she is having them just in case.

"That's sweet, but don't get your hopes up. As you said,i might already have a boyfriend." She smirks and some of the guys lets out a dejected howl, at this point she is on the brink of her drunkenness, the vodka comes repeatedly with the whiskey and cocktails as she lost track of time with the guys.

Her head feels too heavy eventually, the drowsiness slowly overcome her body and sight, everything starts to spin in her eyes as she let her body swayed to the side to rest her head on someone's shoulder,

"You okay?" Ask the person,and she nodded with eyes closed,

"Yeah, i'm fine Taeyong.Just tipsy." That's a lie. Most part of her chooses to drown herself in alcohols was too ignore the aching feeling she have encroaches inside her heart; how sad she is when she could be spending time with her boyfriend now but he is too buys entertaining the world.

Is she making the right decision? Will this relationship last? Will he love her forever when he got all the loves from the fans countless more?

"(Y/n)," Called Taeyong, draping an arm over her back to let her fall on his chest comfortably,

"You can't be this adorable when you rejected everyone of us." She heard him sigh.

"Ouw-hey! What the hell man!?"

But his sudden outburst causes (y/n) to frown, pulling herself up to a straight sitting position and forcing both her heavy eyelids up to see what is all the commotion about. Through her half-lidded eyes, she saw a man stand right before her, trailing her sight up to see the very familiar young man ,glaring at the latter beside her. The others already stood on their horses, ready to defend their friend.

"Get your hands off my girlfriend." He growls, releasing the threatening grip on Taeyong's wrist before shoving him away.

"Who the fuck are you?" Yuta and Mark stood up defensively, their fists forms on each of their sides.

He ignores them,dropping to his knee to level the same face as her,

"I'm taking you home." He said and (y/n) frowns with a pout, trying to study the familiarity of his face,

"Excuse me sir, you look very alike with someone i know but...i couldn't quite put my finger on it." She slurred between her hiccups.

He heave out a heavy sigh, "This is why i never let you have a friends drinking night out." He grab her elbow, trying to pull her up from the couch, "Get up, we're going home."

"No!" She childishly retort, "I am waiting for my scotch!"

"You are having none,get up i said." 

She threw tantrums then, "Well,fine! I am waiting for Kim Taehyung! So bugger off,mister!" She crosses her arms across her chest with a 'hmph!'.

The male curses underneath his breath, and when that name was heard out loud and clear enough for the others,they starting to recognises him even through the dim light of this clubbing.

"Holy shit," Johnny was the first one to gasp, "He is Kim Taehyung."

"What?"

"Impossible! As in from BTS group!?"

"Dude,look at him! In front of our own naked eyes!" 

"Why..is he here though?"

"I'm here to get my girlfriend,mind to help moving her arse?"

"But, (y/n) told us she doesn't have a boyfriend." Yuta pipes in,still reeling from the shock.

"Yeah," He sighs this time, his gaze softens at her face, "I told her to."

Everyone then went silent, only took them a couple of seconds to understand the complicated situations between them.

"(Y/n)," Taehyung call her name again, she looks up sleepily, a grin then broke through her expression,

"Oh my! If it isn't Kim Taehyung! Ooooooh i must be dreaming~" She sang, poking her fingers on his shoulder.

"Alright, night's over." He hoist the drunk female up and threw her over his shoulder,

"I'm flying wheeeeeee~!" 

"She is so wasted alright." Jaehyun mutters.

"I trust you guys could keep your words here unless you want your senior's life to be doomed." He darts his eyes around, each sending them a piercing glance as an indirect threats.

"Good." With that he left.

He lie her down on the back of the passengers' seats before then drove back to the apartment they are sharing.

"The elephant's moving so fast.." He heard her mumbling at the back,

"It's flying." Which he respond nonchalantly with a flat tone.

"Like me?"

"Yeah,like you."

She burst into a fit of giggles, "I can fly! Does that mean i can fly to see my boyfriend,mister?"

Taehyung's heart drop as her giggling subsided gradually, once in a while his eyes taking glimpses of her form at the back through the rear mirror,

"I can finally see my Tae then~! Do you think he will be happy to see me?"

He didn't answer,

"But he doesn't look happy whenever i visited him," She pouted before adding more complaints, "My boyfriend is toooooo handsome so it is no surprise the whole world loves him." She giggles again through her hiccups,

"He is always away so i rarely see him,the last time we had sex was 6 months ago!" That almost made Taehyung choked on his own spit.

"I miss him so muuuuch.." She sang nonchalantly, "Hey,mister. Can you drive me to Japan? Ah,wait never miiiind.... he will hate me if i show up unannounced again.."

Why is she making these assumption herself?

"I just—" He then heard her sniffling, a drastic change, "I just wanna see him...is that bad,mister?"

"(Y/n).." he softly calls her.

"Hey..." She toss around at the back, acting strange, "I don't feel so good..."

"What—OH MY GOD, (Y/F/N)!"

He couldn't help but to mutter curses underneath his breath as he cleans the car's jock, wearing his black mask to avoid the smell wafted into his nostrils which made him almost vomiting too. He can't believe she would be throwing her last lunch out from her stomach right at the wrong timing and place!

After he was done, he made his way up to the apartment and into the room to find the female tossing on the bed with groans escaping from her lips,

"It's too hot.." She complaints, few buttons of her pyjamas where Taehyung had wiped and changed her into came off,probably pulling on them.

He sigh, "Don't take it off,you'll catch a cold."

"Hoooot~" She whines as he catches both her hands to pull her down and lay on the soft mattress beside him.

"Is it just me or the sun is looking at me?"

"Get some sleep,baby." He pull her close, securing an arm over her hips and back, his thumb caresses its length on her skin.

"Hmm.." She hums, when she bury herself onto his chest seeking for his warmth and comfort he finally relaxes. The next thing he knew was the soft snore from the girl.

He stare down at her profile, her eyelash casts shadows over her pale cheeks and he couldn't help but to run his thumb over the soft skin of hers.

"I'm sorry," He apologizes though he is sure she is sound asleep, "I thought by hiding our relationship is the best way to have it between us but..i didn't knew this'd hurt you."

[thestormlionessmemes]

Mona Lisa Smile

All her life she had wanted to teach at _.

Keep walking, ma'am.

I'm dying to meet her.

Who knocks at the Door of Learning?

I am every woman.

What do you seek?

To awaken my spirit through hard work...and dedicate my life to knowledge.

Then you are welcome.

All women who seek to follow you can enter here.

A shame you didn't come yesterday.

It's so quiet before the girls arrive.

I just knew when we met...we'd be instant friends.

Be careful. They can smell fear.

From the beginning, man has always had the impulse to create art.

This is probably less familiar.

Just because something is ancient doesn't mean that it is primitive.

You know, not everybody wanted you.

I'm not naming any names.

I'm not comparing them.

I've never been to Europe.

I can assure all of you this is the place I want to be more than anything.

Better discipline next class,

Hey, is everything okay?

I can't really talk right now.

I'll write you tonight.

So you got a fella?

He was a great man.

I see you survived.

Don't let those girls know that they got to you.

You almost convinced me.

It's grotesque.

Is there a rule against grotesque art?

I think there's something aggressive about it ... and erotic.

To you, everything is erotic.

Everything is erotic.

Just look at it again.

Why are you like this?

I didn't mean that.

Let me look.

I can't look for a second?

She had a torrid affair.

- She came here to get away.

- That's ridiculous.

- Who was it?

- I don't know.

Who was it, Giselle?

Don't be a pimple! Tell me!

Is she giving you any trouble?

You're your mother's daughter.

I don't blame you. I mean...who wouldn't want

to murder your mother?

Got an extra ciggie?

Someone, somewhere, someday might be interested.

Whoever wins is first to marry!

Do the girls take it literally?

They're wishing for their babies.

Have you seen this?

The big war hero.

He thinks he's something special.

He sleeps with his students.

A good wife lets her husband think that everything's his idea... even when it's not.

They're letting you go.

It's out of my hands.

Can I buy you a drink? Or are you here for dinner?

That's very funny.

A few years from now your sole responsibility will be taking care of your husband and children.

You know, if you were mine, I'd never let you go.

I wouldn't have asked your permission.

How do you expect to ever make a difference if everything is a joke?

They have their own way of doing things here.

Will you be all right?

You might actually enjoy it.

You're giving me another chance?

You go back to sleep.

Excuse me.

She's too old for him.

She's too smart for him.

You are so beautiful.

My parents say my futureis right on the horizon.

I don't wanna take advantage.

I know that this was some favour.

Come on, dance with me.

Do you wanna know something funny?

Your timing is perfect.

There it is.

I hope you get that ring!

Is she the cutest?

So maybe a family isn't far behind.

You don't want to be a lawyer.

You've got to be kidding me!

You're getting married!

First of all, there's no ring on this finger.

You are this close to getting everything you ever wanted.

In this lifetime? It'll never happen.

Come here, beautiful.

I just want to talk to you for a minute.

I'm sleeping down here by myself?

You're a sight for sore eyes.

We thought we'd lost you.

First, the oath.

People change. Things happen.

He went off and married someone else.

I do, however, believe in manners.

Today you just listen.

What will the future scholars see when they study us?

What does that mean?

I give up.

You win.

The smartest women in the country.

I didn't realize that by demanding excellence...I would be challenging...The roles you were born to fill.

The roles you were born to fill?

It's just a different kind of corset.

Well, we can all use a little support.

I wanted to give you this.

I had fun, and I'm not looking for anything serious.

Talk about something a little more interesting?

This has been the most romanticweekend I may ever have.

Are your ears burning?

I think the feet go first when they set the stake on fire.

Why couldn't you let me be happy?

Don't lie for him. He does it so well for himself.

We eloped over the weekend.

You're the one who said I could do anything I wanted. This is what I want.

Can you please not interrupt me?!

I know I have made mistakes. A ton. But I never make them twice.

We stayed up all night talking.

We stayed up all night too. Not talking.

It means he and his wife don't speak the same language.

Do you know what they say?

They say you're a whore.

It must be torturous running after a man who doesn't care about you... who's in love with someone else, who hates you.

He doesn't want me.

He doesn't sleep with me.

She's not happy.

I didn't correct them.

Why couldn't you just be honest?

There will be no divorce.

She's smiling. Is she happy?

She looks happy.

Don't wash your dirty laundry in public.

Not everything is as it seems.

You should be celebrating.

Let's celebrate.

I filed for a divorce this morning.

And since we know I'm not welcome at your house...

You remember Giselle Levy?

What did you call her?

[kdfrqqg]

I love Hot Air Balloons!

Dean x Reader Brief mentions of Sam, Cas, Jody, Donna, Claire, Garth and Crowley (seriously the whole Scooby Gang). Lots of fluff to balance the smut. Warnings: Smut, Oral (female receiving), slight Doctor Kink, language, period talk. A/N: This is was written for Beca’s Big Celebration Challenge. @jensen-jarpad You woke up in the middle of the night with some awful cramps on your left side. You left your sleeping boyfriend and walked to the bathroom. You tried but you couldn’t go so you thought it may just be indigestion or an old injury flaring up. You took some Tums and a couple of Tylenol and returned to your snuggly boyfriend. “You ok, sweetheart?” Dean asked in a sleepy but concerned voice. He wrapped his warm arm around you. “Yeah, my tummy hurts.” You pouted in a baby voice. “Period?” He questioned. “No, that was last week remember.” “I do, now that you mention it. You want me to rub your belly, Baby?” You curled closer into him, “Yeah, that would be nice.” His rough hands felt nice on your soft skin, you let his expert touch guide your relief.

You hummed, “that feels nice, thank you.” “You know there are other ways​ for me to help you feel better, even if it is only temporary.” You saw him wiggle his eyebrows, lit dimmly by the night light in the corner of the bed room. “Dr. Winchester, are you trying to seduce me?” “Well when you put it that way, then yeah.” Dean let out a chuckle. You turned to him, as his lips met yours. His kisses were always the best, and he never held back. What he couldn’t say with words he always could say with those amazing lips. He whispered kissing down your chest. “I am going to make you feel so good.” You giggled already starting to forget about your upset stomach. He pulled down your sleeping shorts and cotton underwear in one tug throwing them in the floor. He pushed your knees apart, two fingers spread your folds, you could feel his hot breath on your sex. You laid back and smiled knowing what was coming, he had done this plenty of times before. If they gave out medals for knowing how to pleasure a woman, shit, Dean would have earned a Gold one by now. He licked into clit with just the right intense pressure that sent a jolt of bliss into your core completely overriding your pain. While he worked to stimulate your bundle with his tongue, he gently drove two fingers in you. Your panting started to fill the small room, Dean loved to hear the heavenly moans that so often soared from your mouth. He grabbed the meat of your ass hard with one hand when you said his name over and over again like your were singing a song. “How’s my patient doing?” He quickly asked before returning to suck at your clit. “Um hum!” You yelped in agreement at the new sucking​ sensation. “Dean!” You screamed, “Yes, oh God!” You didn’t want to cum so quickly but shit you couldn’t hold on any longer then​ Dean hurled his tongue right in the center of your nub pressing his nose into your hood. Your orgasm ripped through your core. Your body twisted with delight until your let out a giggle letting him know that he could stop now. You saw that self confident smirk spread across his face the way the light illuminated his face made him look so handsomely devilish. He sat back on his feet and groped at his engorged package. “You know Dr. Winchester, my stomach is hurting. I think I need a little more medicine.” You said in breathy Marilyn Monroe impersonation. He pounced on you like a tiger, “I was hoping your were going to say that.” He gave you fast kisses as he quickly got rid of his shorts. Your legs were already open and the slick between your folds made it easy for Dean’s thick cock to slide right in. The two of you rolled around the bed trying to find a rhythm, both laughing as Dean fell out a couple of times. He gripped your hands to the bed to keep you from rolling anymore. Just enough pressure on your wrists, nothing to leave a bruise, he thrusted in and out, it was the best feeling in the world as his lips sucked on the soft skin of your ear lobe. He released you wrists, you immediately clawed your nails down his back, trying to hold on to something. He pounded hard into your pussy, you and Dean moaned in unison with each plunge of his length. Then your walls began to quiver and you couldn’t control it and you clamped down on his dick, thighs tightening​ wrapping around his waist. Obscenities flowed from both your mouths as you two found your release in each other’s embrace. Dean pulled out of you, “God, that was good. Your bedside manner is impeccable, Dr. Winchester.” You chuckled placing your hand to your head, reveling in the after glow of being fucked by the world’s most perfect cock. You snuggled up to Dean, sure there was still a dull ache in your belly but now you were too exhausted to care. Within a few minutes, you were gently snoring in Dean’s strong arms. 6:38 am, the bright screen on your phone revealed. You slowly got out of bed and made sure you were decent before wandering down the hallway to the kitchen. The pain was still there and now it felt like you had been stung by a hundred bees, you were miserable. You took a couple more Tylenol that you found in the drawer in the kitchen with your morning coffee. Not too long after the coffee was brewed, the brothers stumbled into the kitchen following their noses to the miracle that was your coffee. Dean noticed you were still holding your left side, “You still don’t feel well, sweetheart?” “No, it is even worse now.” You informed him. Dean looked around expecting to see someone else, “well Cas is around here somewhere.” “I’m right here Dean.” Cas’ heavenly deep voice rang from the hallway. He was going to be your savior today. Dean ushered him in, “Just in time, buddy. (Y/N) has had the worst cramps all night. Can you fix her up?” Cas place his fingers to your forehead, nothing happened, “Dean, this is biology, there is nothing for me to fix.” You and Dean had the exact same confused look on your face, “Cas, what do you mean biology?” Sam asked on your behalf. “She is simply ovulating. Do you not go through this every month?” Castiel inquired. “Dude, no, nothing like this. I have never felt myself ovulate before. My period isn't​ even this bad.” you were always so thankful you barely ever had any cramps during your time of the month but then it hit you. “Shit, Dean, shit!” Dean moved towards you, “What’s the matter?” “Remember we played Doctor this morning.” You gritted your teeth. Sam heard what you said and raised his eyebrows and kept his mouth shut. “Yeah, I remember, ohh.” Dean sighed. “Baby, I am so sorry. I’ll go to the pharmacy today get those Plan B pills.” You suggested. “The hell you will!” Dean shouted almost scaring you, “I know we have been playing it kinda fast and loose with the protection these days but Sweetheart, I love you. I want to be a dad. If we do get pregnant that’s wonderful. You actually shouldn’t be drinking this now.” “What?” You were in shock and now he was taking away your coffee. “Caffeine is bad for the baby.” Dean spoke as though he just knew. He turned to Sam, away from you and pointed to his ring finger. “Now?” Sam asked. “Yes, now!” Dean replied a little agitated. Sam ran off down the hall to his room, Dean held your hand until Sam came back and handed Dean something behind his back. Dean moved from his chair and got down on one knee, “(Y/N), I was going to wait until our three year anniversary next month, I have​ this whole weekend getaway planned including a hot air balloon ride.” “I love hot air balloons!” You interjected almost in disbelief of what was happening, tears had started to well up in your eyes. “I know you do but if you are carrying my kid, I didn’t want you to think we just got married because I knocked you up.” He paused, “I love you so much, Will you (Y/N) (Y/L/N) marry me?” He opened the small black velvet box revealing a beautiful and modest bezel set diamond in white gold. You got down on your knees too, kissing him deep and lovingly. “So is that a yes?” He asked with the brightest smile you had ever seen on his face. Tears of joys ran down your face, “Yes! Yes! Dean, I will marry you!” Six weeks later Jody and Donna were tussling your vale as you sat gazing at your sonogram photo from your last doctor’s visit. Dean had convinced Cas to tell us what the sex of the baby was so we could paint one of the spare rooms for the nursery. The shear joy in Dean’s voice when we found out that, ‘it’s a boy,’ was unreal. These few weeks, Dean had​ smiled more and cried more happy tears then you had ever seen. You ran a baby blue ribbon through the hole punch in the top corner of the photo and tied it to your wedding bouquet, you decided that ‘he’ was going​ to be your something blue. You weren’t nervous just excited. It was a small wedding, you walked down the aisle to an instrumental track of All of My Love by Led Zeppelin, it was so Dean, but it worked on so many ways, then you busted out laughing, when it suddenly changed to Pour Some Sugar on Me in an instrumental version. Your three boys looked so handsome in their black suits, Dean’s eyes sparkled as he watched you walk down the aisle. Donna and Jody looked gorgeous in their matching dark red tea dresses. Dean leaned in, “Sam thought you would hate my song choice, I guess I really do know you after all.” Garth began the ceremony but you really only remember when he said “repeat after me, ‘I (Y/N) (Y/L/N), take Dean Winchester to be my lawfully wedded husband…’” The rest of the ceremony was a total blur. The wedding party took some quick photos and the all the guests headed to a small local bar that Sam had rented out for the affair. You and Dean danced over to Sam, “You know it’s customary for the best man and maid of honor to hook up at the wedding.” You pointed to Donna, “She looks damn good over there!” Sam lifted his belt a little, a sign that he was interested, “Yes, yes, she does.” Sam agreed and walked over to ask Donna to dance. Later in the evening, you sat down by Jody to for a bit. You watched as Cas and Claire danced to Butterfly Kisses. Her bare feet stood on top of his dress shoes as they gently rocked on the dance floor. Jody was crying at how sweet they were together. Crowley had been nursing drinks by the bar all evening, finally he made his way over to you, “(Y/N), you are positively radiant, being a wife and mother truly suits you.” You stood hugging him deeply and thank him for being here. He then adjusted his attention to Jody, “Ms. Mills, I am very sorry about trying to kill you that one time. Do you think you could put that aside for this one evening? I would like to take you for a spin on the dance floor.” Jody looked to you for advice, you softly shrugged, “You liked him once before, go for it. Remember your drinking for both of us, let yourself make bad decisions.” You giggled. “Ok why the hell not.” Jody told Crowley. Dean joined you at the table, “I got a special song coming on just for you.” He took your hand and lead you back out on the​ floor. He signaled every one to come back, you about died, when you heard Night Moves come over the jukebox. You smirked, “so this your special song? Hmm…” “Well I figured we’re going to have some Night Moves ourselves.” He looked around at everyone dancing close. “We might not be the only ones performing some Night Moves.” He insinuated. The night poured on as the drinks kept flowing, and the party moved to the bunker. The next morning you and Dean found both Jody and Donna trying to sneak out before they were caught doing the walk of shame. You insisted that they stay for breakfast since you didn’t have to leave for your honeymoon until tomorrow. Dean had found a hot air balloon festival a couple of states over, you couldn’t wait to ride above the clouds with your new husband.

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Opening Up

Clare: had suspected she should avoid reading adult manga so she was glad she asked and Kota confirmed her suspicions. It would save her a lot of embarrassment. “Not for me.” She agreed. “I don’t know what all they show in porn either. I have seen True Blood...they show butts and breasts. Alli and I get the giggles even though we fast forward.” She said honestly. Clare worried about getting caught watching the vampire show too but she never watched it at home. “I have a lot to learn about cooking. Sushi sounds harder to make...and I don’t like fish. I’ll make it, just don’t expect me to eat it.” Clare looked at him. “I know there’s not actually an auction. That was the only similar thing we do here that I could think of.” She rolled her eyes playfully. “You better not fall for that trick. If whatever girl you get paired up with wants a real kiss make it as gross as possible. The boys need to skirt around the rules too. Unless they get a pairing they like. Seriously though if she’s nice and you don’t want to hurt her feelings, I’m fine with a quick peck.” She reassured him again. Clare wasn’t going to get bent out of shape over a game unless it got taken too far. The image of K.C and Jenna flirting with each other right in front of her was burned into her memory forever. “I need to participate too to capture the true spirit of the Host club for the Daily.” Clare teased, grinning at Kota. “You enjoy me putting my foot in my mouth.” She mock gasped. “That’s okay if they aren’t going for realism. Besides there are some things you can’t do anything about. I mean have you seen Alli’s long thick eyelashes?” Clare laughed. She was a little jealous of them. “Yeah, good point. The kids who actually attend the school will have to do the ‘heavy lifting’. My dad explained the currency to me. A dollar equals over 111 Japanese yen. Thank god for computers to tell me what change to give.” She smiled at Kota when he said he’d follow her. “If I got pregnant, I guess we’d find a way to make it work with college. Emi will be in elementary school so only the baby would need daycare. I’d get to have a journalism career. Hopefully there won’t be a baby until we decide we want one though.” She nodded. “You have a lot of options and so do I. I know I want to go to Columbia but there’s exchange student programs there too.” Clare could go back to Japan or spend a year in another country. “Of course I expect us to visit each other if we go to different colleges. Jimmy Fallon? Really? He wants you to come on the show?” Clare asked a small note of skepticism in her voice. “I took Emi being part of the package into consideration before I said yes to dating you. The only hesitation I’ve ever had was my parents. Nothing on my end. You’re both worth it.” Clare chuckled about Canada paying the bill. “Our baby would have dual citizenship. That’s pretty cool.” She kissed Kota, only stopping to say. “Yes, if we can talk about it we might be ready for more. If we can’t, we’re definitely not ready yet.” Clare kissed him again. “Noo. No I’m going! Alli will have to settle for a t-shirt. I wouldn’t miss the mystery concert for the world. Too many what ifs for the rest of my life especially if I like them. I’d die. Also no else at Degrassi has ever had backstage passes to anything, probably.” Clare shook her head. “Obviously I think he’s charming so I can understand people, even famous ones, liking him and inviting him to things. What is bizarre to me is how does Kota meet them in the first place? You know yourself, it’s hard to get those kind of opportunities.” Melanie was a famous singer now. However, it took time for her to be recognized. Before she went on The Voice she was just a normal teenager like them. “How are you able to talk to them in the first place? Long enough for them to realize you’re a designer?” Celebrities usually had body guards to keep fans away. “Sure, I’m ready for lunch. Um how does this work? Does Melanie usually put on a disguise and go wherever she wants or are there certain restaurants you can ask for a private room at? Or do you order take out?” She asked curiously looking back forth between Kota and Melanie.

Kota: listened to Clare and chuckled a bit when she mentioned True Bloods. "I've seen American Pie with Dom and my mom. She sat us both down while our brothers were at a sleep over and pressed play. Honestly, I still don't know how I felt watching that with my mom and twin. The whole movie was about sex, when someone says 'One time at band camp...' or anything referring to a time at band camp and you know they've never been they're referring to American Pie. In the movie the Naked Mile you seen the girls fully naked. I've also seen Skins UK which shows a few guys naked and just breasts and both guys and girl's buts. They also showed them having sex, not full blown, but the movements and sounds." he shrugged. "I've also seen some porn, seems overrated to me." he looked over at her when she mentioned her distaste for fish. "Not all sushi has fish, some have imitation crab. And I'm taking someone who doesn't like fish to Japan." he laughed a bit. "That limits the food you can eat. Japanese eat a lot of fish, I'm guessing you won't eat seaweed either?" He asked curiously. "You'll probably learn how to cook fish if you go to someone's house. It's a staple in Japan along with stuff I won't eat. We'll also probably have weekends without Emi, she's already making plans." he added and listened as she mentioned the event he may be partaking in. "I wouldn't kiss them. Some girls see kissing on the same level as sex. I don't want to give anyone that idea, besides I see kissing other girls that aren't you as cheating. I wouldn't do it unless I absolutely had to such as a play." he stated and laced their fingers together. "If you really want to be part of it, I can see if you can be a waitress. I mean it's for Kendo so the guys know English." he shrugged and laugh a bit. "I think it's cute." he smiled and rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb. "I have seen her long eyelashes. If your dad explained the currency to you, you're not allowed to try to do the math when we go clothes shopping. Also you may not want to go grocery shopping with us. They sell turtles dead wrapped up and ready to be eaten also alive and they sell mystery meat, if you ask what it is they just tell you the animal, they get it cut it up, and mix it together organs and all." he added. "I hope we don't have one until we agree either." he nodded. "That's true and we have summer off regardless. Japan is only 14 hours ahead of us and yea he's asked a few times." he smiled. He was happy that Clare took her into the package before they started dating although he wasn't aware of how long she'd be in his life. "I'm happy your only hesitation was your parents, but I mean if they forbid us to date we can hide it from them." he shrugged. "I agree about our future baby having duel citizenship, it is pretty cool." he said against her lips and looked at her when she stopped. "I agree." he whispered against her lips. A soft chuckle fell from his lips when Clare mentioned a T-shirt for Alli. "I don't really know if that's possible. Normally we go get a bite to eat after or go have fun. I mean we can try to sneak while she's getting her disguise on..." he shrugged. Kota looked at Mel when Clare mentioned the people Kota met and the opportunities he's had. "It's different for designers especially for famous ones like Kota. Murder Bunny is bigger in America than it is here. America is more about Fashion, TV, and finally music. I'm slowly getting into fashion, my perfume came out as did my lipstick line. Kota came up with Murder Bunny and when it released in America with it's own cell phone cases and shirts, it took off. I met him when I went to a fashion show I knew he was going to be at, other's met him at a different fashion show. Jimmy Fallon wears Murder Bunny, a lot of famous people like the line as well. The media in America is wondering if Kota being a sixteen year-old can keep up with the fashion demand in all three countries and he seems to be doing a great job. He's pretty high up there in the fashion world." she explained to Clare. "He gets to meet the actors, singers, and models I don't. In order for me to meet some of the people Kota has I have to be as big as Fallout Boy and Taylor Swift." Mel explained and looked at Kota. "Also Adam is mad at you for rejecting his call. Apparently Behati wants to talk to you about swim suits and Behati said 'tell Kota to teach me how to put on the clothes properly.' It would be nice if you explained." she said. "I'll answer both of your questions and Clare, there's a reason I didn't tell you this yet. I met most of the celebrities at the Victoria's Secret Fashion show when I got a call saying that the Murder Bunny lingerie line was working. It's exclusive to Victoria's Secret shops so I agreed. I got a call from Jimmy Fallon asking to do an interview, but I had school. After that I got a few more calls to do interviews, but school had to come first then the show. The girls didn't really put their bras on right, the people Victoria hired to dress the models told me to just stick my hand in their bras to help. I told Cara how to fix it, in turn she took her bra off in front of me, handed it to me, then told me to put it on her. It was extremely awkward to say the least. I told her to put it on herself, put her hand in her bra, and that's when she put my hand in her bra and said to fix them. That's what Behati wants me to teach her. I will not be touching her breasts." he explained. "What's the proper way to put on a bra?" Melanie asked him. "Put your arms in the straps, bend forwards allowing them to fall perfectly in the cups as you fasten the back, stand up straight and that's it. Don't push up the bottom or pull it down, it won't give much comfort, also a wire bra isn't healthy for your circulation and doesn't support tissue growth, wireless is better for your health." he informed Mel. "I normally clip my bra around my stomach, turn the front towards me and then put the straps on." she said looking at him. "Your bra is on wrong. If you fix it like I told you, it'll feel better." he said and motioned to a room she can change in if she wanted to. "Talking to them long enough is easy. After the online store opened in America I opened an actual store with my grandpa's help. He cut the ribbon since I couldn't be there due to school, then I got a call to do a fashion show. Celebrities attended such as Rihanna and she approached me after the show asking me to make her a custom outfit. We sat down for a few hours and designed it together, then she told her friends and word got out to them. I even designed a giant MB bow with Sia which she wore and sent me a thank you picture." he said reaching for the picture of her smiling as her hair hid her eyes as usual, her hand pointing to the giant bow head band. "She sent a thank you letter with it." he said handing it to Clare. The letter reading 'Thank you so much for bow, it was worth the cost and chatting with you. Best wishes and stay in touch xox Sia.' "I have a few things like that from various people." he added and knocked on the door to the room Melanie was in. "Clare's ready to eat." he said loudly. "In America, I put on a disguise. Normally a big billed hat, dark glasses, and just dress like myself. I still get recognized once in a while, but normally they only want a picture or an autograph. Mel is putting on her disguise now." he said honestly as the door opened and Mel walked out wearing a wig with long black hair, a plain blue skirt with a Nirvana band tee on and black Chuck Taylors with her normal ruffle socks. "Don't you need your disguise?" she asked. "No, I'm not that famous here. We hold hockey higher than fashion, music is above fashion here." he said honestly as he held Clare's hand and lead them out. When they got to the car Kota opened the passenger door to his car for Clare and the back door for Mel, then shut them and got in on his side and started to drive. "Where are we eating?" he asked looking at the girls. "Clare?" Mel asked and Kota looked at her. "The mall or ---" he trailed off.