My mental health took a turn for the worst but Iâm back! And Iâm hoping to get back into writing very shortly. I have an idea for a story for a new fandom that I joined and I wanted to write it and post it here. Itâs not an imagine but maybe some people would like it.
Over my break I became invested into BTS, so Iâll be writing for that fandom so woo. Iâm slowly getting into more Kpop artists too like Stray Kids and TXT so if youâd like to request any Kpop imagines, go right ahead.
"Kurt gets into a heated argument with someone, so Sebastian, picks up Kurt and carries/drags him out of the room before anyone gets hurt."
Authors note:
Okay, this wasnât a request, even though I should be sorting through the millions (thatâs an exaggeration) of requests I already have but this came to me and I couldnât not write it. So, here we are. Plus the two of these characters have more chemistry in five seconds of them interacting than five seasons of Blaine and Kurt...
Word Count: (To be updated later because my laptop is a butt)
Sebastian glanced down at his phone that had been constantly going off in his pocket for the better half of ten minutes, he was confused to say the least. Why was Blaine "the hobbit" Anderson messaging him, and why was he needing Sebastian to get to McKinley as fast as he could?
He sighed and shook his head as he headed towards the exit of the Lima Bean, so much for wanting to get a decent coffee before he headed back to Dalton. He couldn't get the messages out of his mind, what was so urgent that he had to travel all the way to the little public school that Blaine now called home? Sebastian shook his head once more as he opened the door to his car and drove off in the direction of William McKinley High School.
As he pulled into the parking lot, he saw a bunch of cars still parked, even though it was roughly two hours since classes had been let out for the day, this just made him that much more confused. He parked his car, locked it quickly and jogged up to the entrance, making sure to turn his nose up at even setting foot in a public school again. Whatever Blaine needed him for better be worth it.
Sebastian trudged throughout the halls of the school finding it deserted, he thought that Blaine was definitely getting his own back on him for what he had done to the curly haired guy, although he couldn't exactly see what Blaine's intentions were. He was about to turn around and try and find his way out of the maze of a school when he heard yelling and screaming coming from one of the classrooms down the hall.
His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, it was definitely a change from the silence of the rest of the school, surely if Blaine were here, he'd be in this classroom? He made his way closer to the room and his eyes widened as he opened the door.
The New Directions were all sat in chairs to the side, their eyes as wide as Sebastian's were. He spotted Blaine near the front of the group but he was fixated on the two people screaming and shouting at each other in front of all of them.
Of course it was Kurt and Rachel...
Sebastian leant against the doorframe as he listened in to what the argument was about, seemingly unnoticed by the group as he watched the drama unfold. Kurt was bitching about Rachel, having seemingly lost out to her again for a chance to sing a Wicked solo. Â He snickered slightly at Kurt's comment about the fact that she looked more like one of the munchkins from the musical rather than Elphaba herself. I mean, he wasn't wrong there.
He noticed Kurt advancing towards her, the argument getting way too heated and like it was going to turn into a full on fight if they weren't careful. As Kurt kept getting closer and closer to Rachel, Sebastian knew that he had to step in, considering the New Directions were still stuck in their seats.
Sebastian rushed in and surprised Kurt, wrapping his arms around the younger boys' waist and all but dragging him out of the choir room. Now Rachel was the one to look with wide eyes at the two of them.
The door closed behind the two of them as Sebastian let Kurt go, making sure to block off any chance that the countertenor had of getting back into the choir room and going even more ape shit on Rachel than he already had done.
"Woah there, Princess. What's up with you? Y'know, when Blaine of all people could see that things were turning south..." He trailed off as he took in Kurt's expression. He didn't look angry or pissed off, he just looked dejected.
"Every solo from any musical, always goes to her. I was just sick and tired of feeling like a background singer." Kurt slid down the wall that he was leaning against and brought his knees up to his chest, resting his head on one of them.
"Hey, it's okay. I mean, I'd much prefer hearing you sing than Frankenteen's elf." Sebastian sat down beside Kurt and nudged him with his elbow. "I actually love your voice, especially when you don't know I'm listening when you take showers." He winked at the other boy before laughing slightly and bringing Kurt in for a hug.
Kurt didn't appreciate that though and hit Sebastian on the arm.
"Remind me never to let you stay again." He smiled and shook his head, leaning into his boyfriend's side.
"Well, that would be hard." Sebastian smirked as he was hit on his arm once again by Kurt.
"I don't appreciate your sexual comments." Kurt mumbled into Sebastian's chest.
Sebastian faked a look of hurt, "But, babe, that's why you fell in love with me."
Iâm so sorry that Iâve been so inactive lately, Iâm going to try and do some more requests today although I have a uni assignment to crack on with that Iâve left to the last minute. Iâm hoping to get that done today and then Iâll have the next few days writing imaginesâşď¸
âPeter Parker and trans guy reader please? Reader confesses his crush on Peter in a note, then avoids him after! Thanks <3â
Authors Note:
Thank you so much for your prompt/request. I really hope that this is okay and everything, I also hope that this is somewhat what you would like. I want to apologise though, this has been in my drafts for so long and I just couldnât seem to find the inspiration to finish it. When I finally had the inspiration to, my laptop crashed. I hope this is okay.
Word Count:1082
âDear Peter,
Dear, that just sounded so formal. Maybe I should have gone with something like, hi Peter! Or something similar like that? Oh well, Iâve started writing this now so hey, no turning back or changing it right? Okay, thatâs a lie, I must have started this note 40 times over and this right here in your hands is the final product, yay.
How is it possible that even writing this note I am still so awkward?
Anyway, youâre probably wondering why Iâve put this note through your door and not just sent you a text or anything. The reason being is that I donât particularly want to know your reaction. I donât want to sit for hours on end awaiting a response when I know itâs going to be not what I want to hear.
Peter, youâre my best friend. Iâve been friends with you ever since I joined the school. You took me under your wing and helped show me around the school and made me feel so included. Even when Flash cornered me and asked me why I was hanging around you, I didnât want to waver from your friendship and the little group of friends that youâve introduced me to.
What I am trying to say is, Peter, ever since I first saw you, I know itâs clichĂŠ, but Iâve been in love with you. Youâre just so kind and charismatic and that always appealed to me. You made me feel like I was one of the guys which was something I havenât had before, and I really appreciate that.
Youâve made me feel like I was such a lucky guy and you helped me through my transition, and I cannot thank you enough. You always gave me such unconditional support, Peter so thank you.
I knew I had to reveal my feelings sooner or later, but I wanted to put it off because I knew that youâd never love a guy like me.
Iâm sorry for ruining the friendship by revealing all of this
âCan you do a Jake Peralta x Male Reader fluff please? There arenât many and I saw you did Brooklyn 99â
Authors Note:
Thank you so much for your prompt/request. This is my first prompt that isnât Marvel so yay. Iâm pretty caught up with Brooklyn Nine-Nine, I just havenât watched Season 6 yet, so I hope that I captured Jake okay in this imagine and I hope that itâs okay for you. This prompt was kind of inspired by the song âTaking Youâ by Why Donât We. This is what happens when you listen to music to get you inspired.
Word Count: 481
The New York Police Department, the most intense job of them all. You were constantly putting yourself in danger along with your co-workers. You were always so serious and not immature at all⌠well thatâs what everyone thought that the 99th precinct was like on the outside at least.
It was another gruelling day at the job, you had paperwork up to your neck and you were drowning with the work, that and your nightmare of a boyfriend trying to distract you at any given moment. See, Jake had finished all his paperwork and was sticking around to help you with yours. If by helping you out consisted of him spinning in a wheelie chair that was squeaky and saying, âare you done yet?â repeatedly. He was a great help.
You glared over at Jake and shook your head, sighing before returning to your work. You were one of the only ones left at work and it was stressing you out. Usually you were on top of your work and everything would run smoothly but ever since you agreed to work overtime, it was too much for you to handle.
You felt a finger poke into your side as you looked up to see your boyfriend smiling down at you. âCome on, Y/N, we can take some files home and we can work on them together⌠After weâve eaten though, I am starving.â
You couldnât help but chuckle at how immature yet spontaneous he was, it was one of the many things that you loved about Jake. You nodded your head and put the files into the box that they came in, picking it up and making your way towards the elevator before your name was being called, Jake sprinting towards you and taking the box from your hands before planting a small kiss on the side of your cheek.
You smiled widely as you took his free hand and made your way down to the car that was waiting in the parking lot, leaning over the gearbox and pressing a soft kiss to Jakeâs lips in return.
âYou know, I wouldnât want to go anywhere without you. Youâve become the best thing in my life lately and I want to say thank you.â He gushed, smiling like an idiot up at you. âY/N, youâve really made me the luckiest guy in the entirety of Brooklyn.â
You scoffed and hit him lightly on the arm, blushing like mad. It wasnât unusual for Jake to profess his undying love for you, but it wasnât something that you had grown used to yet. You enjoyed feeling loved by the older male though, there was no denying that.
âCome on, these cases arenât going to close themselves.â You laughed before starting the car and driving off to your shared apartment to a night full of jokes, case files and lots of make out sessions.
Request for male!reader: m!reader is an undercover agent for Hydra and his mission is to find Bucky before Steve does. M!reader finds Bucky in Bucharest and tries to restore Bucky's memories but gets kidnapped by Hydra for disobeying orders. Bucky goes out to save the m!reader. They both join the Avengers in the end?
This has so much detail in it for a prompt, I love it. Unfortunately Iâm not too into the Captain America films as I am with Thor and Spider-Man so if I were to do this request, I donât think I would be able to do it justice at all.Â
âPeter Parker and trans guy reader please? Reader confesses his crush on Peter in a note, then avoids him after! Thanks <3â
Authors Note:
Thank you so much for your prompt/request. I really hope that this is okay and everything, I also hope that this is somewhat what you would like. I want to apologise though, this has been in my drafts for so long and I just couldnât seem to find the inspiration to finish it. When I finally had the inspiration to, my laptop crashed. I hope this is okay.
Word Count:1082
âDear Peter,
Dear, that just sounded so formal. Maybe I should have gone with something like, hi Peter! Or something similar like that? Oh well, Iâve started writing this now so hey, no turning back or changing it right? Okay, thatâs a lie, I must have started this note 40 times over and this right here in your hands is the final product, yay.
How is it possible that even writing this note I am still so awkward?
Anyway, youâre probably wondering why Iâve put this note through your door and not just sent you a text or anything. The reason being is that I donât particularly want to know your reaction. I donât want to sit for hours on end awaiting a response when I know itâs going to be not what I want to hear.
Peter, youâre my best friend. Iâve been friends with you ever since I joined the school. You took me under your wing and helped show me around the school and made me feel so included. Even when Flash cornered me and asked me why I was hanging around you, I didnât want to waver from your friendship and the little group of friends that youâve introduced me to.
What I am trying to say is, Peter, ever since I first saw you, I know itâs clichĂŠ, but Iâve been in love with you. Youâre just so kind and charismatic and that always appealed to me. You made me feel like I was one of the guys which was something I havenât had before, and I really appreciate that.
Youâve made me feel like I was such a lucky guy and you helped me through my transition, and I cannot thank you enough. You always gave me such unconditional support, Peter so thank you.
I knew I had to reveal my feelings sooner or later, but I wanted to put it off because I knew that youâd never love a guy like me.
Iâm sorry for ruining the friendship by revealing all of this
-Y/Nâ
Peter had received the letter through his door four days ago and since then he hadnât heard from you.
He sat down and rested his head on the table, MJ and Ned glancing at each other before addressing the guy in front of them.
âStill nothing from Y/N?â Ned asked, cautiously. The both of them knew about the letter, Peter had shown them and was wondering what he was going to do. He had sent dozens of texts to your phone although without him knowing that you had turned it off to avoid any disappointment from the other guy.
âI just need to speak to him. I need to let him know that I donât hate him.â He put his head in his hands and sighed before standing up and grabbing his backpack. âI need some air.â
Peter walked out of the cafeteria and down the hall, heading out of the building and going towards the field. He just needed to get away from everybody for a little.
When he first received the note, he was surprised to say the least. He hadnât realised that you had feelings for him, him being oblivious and everything. He then had a few days to think about it along with his feelings towards you. He realised all the things that he loved about you, all of your little quirks, all of the little things that made you, well you.
He smiled slightly as he remembered a time when you had only just met, he had made you laugh so much with one his nerdy jokes that Ned and MJ had heard dozens of times before. The fact that he had made you laugh was an accomplishment to Peter, having only known you for a month prior. The fact that you also had strawberry milk come out of your nose from laughing so hard was just the cherry on top of the cake.
Peter knew that he had to do something about the mysterious disappearance of Y/N. He did the only thing that he could think, going to your house and demanding to see you.
You were hiding at home in your room, not going to school for a week considering you had made up an excuse that you had caught a contagious disease that required you to stay off from school for at least a week. It would buy you some time for the whole Peter Parker thing to blow over anyway.
You were a little surprised when there was a knock at the door but didnât think anything of it. You rolled over in your bed and pretended to be asleep, being sick meant that you had to fake being tired all the time. Your eyes widened as you heard the distinct sound of Peterâs voice. You silently prayed that your mother wouldnât let him in because you were too sick but obviously luck just wasnât on your side.
Peter pushed open the door to your bedroom. âY/N?â He softly called, wanting to make sure that you were okay before he entered.
You continued to pretend to be asleep, evening out your breathing and closing your eyes to make it more believable that you were indeed asleep.
Peter sighed as he entered your bedroom, having an inner debate with himself about leaving or staying and confessing everything to you. He decided to do the latter. He sighed softly again before sitting down lightly at the end of your bed, careful not to sit on your legs or disturb you too much.
âI know you probably wonât hear this, YâN, but I need you to know that Iâm not mad at you. Far from that to be honest.â Peter let out a small chuckle as he continued. âIâve actually liked you for quite some time now but have been so afraid of telling you. I thought that you only saw me as a friend and I didnât want to make you uncomfortable or anything. I pushed my feelings down and didnât think anything of our friendship because I thought that was all it was going to be.â Peter paused for a moment. âI love you, Y/N, I would never hate you or drop you like you probably thought I was going to do. Youâre my best friend, and I want to become more than your best friend if youâd let meâŚâ He smiled softly before standing up and leaving your bedroom without another word.
I would love to do something from this! Send me a number along with a ship/character to do an imagine for/with and Iâll get to it as soon as possibleâşď¸
Could u do something where Peter Parker and reader are in the gym showers alone and they accidentally bump into each other and they lose there towels one they both get boners and some smutty things happen and their feelings are revealed to each other, please and thank you and have a wonderful day
Iâll be honest with you, Iâve never done smut before so I donât think Iâll be able to do this request at the moment at least. I will try and get into writing smut without feeling awkward sometime in the future, just not today. I hope you can understand.-âď¸
I think it would be easier to just message me/request something and then I can tell you if I know of it or not. Iâm in so many different fandoms itâs unreal. If I donât know the fandom, I will try my hardest to watch whatever it is the request is for and fulfill your requestâşď¸
Request: â22 on your drabble list thingy for Malec?đĽşâşď¸â
A/N: I had so much fun writing my first proper imagine! I tried so hard to make it perfect. Iâm sorry itâs not very long, but yeah. âşď¸đ
Warnings: Just a LOTTT of fluff. đĽşđŠ
Alec laid in Magnusâ arms, his fingers tracing lightly across the shorter boys chest. He felt Magnusâ hand run along his back and a slight smile creeped across his lips. The two boys sat there in silence for about two minutes, when Alec looked up at Magnus.
âCan I ask you something?â His voice was soft and quiet. His eyes fixed on Magnusâ face as he waited for a response. Magnus kissed Alecâs cheek as he whispered.
âOf course.â Alec sighed at the response and then looked away from the other boys face. âWhat if one day I wake up and you donât?â Magnus held a finger under Alecâs chin, tilting it up slightly. âWhat do you mean?â Alec sighed once again âI just.. I canât lose you. Not now and not ever. But one day I might - what do I do if that happens? How would I cope Magnus..?â
Magnus kissed Alecâs nose. âYouâll always have me, youâll never lose me.â He pulled Alec close. âNot now, not ever.â He repeated Alecâs words as a whisper by his ear before pulling Alec on top of him. Alec smiled softly and kissed Magnus gently. The shorter boy held the kiss for a minute or so before pulling away from Alec and wrapping his arms around him. He kissed all over Alecâs face and smiled. âI love you, Alec.â
âI love you too.â
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