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LA VIE EN ROMANCE {PROLOGUE}

pairing: bts x you (reader insert)

warnings: teasing. sexual scenes. sexual situations. language. rental boyfriend au! angst. fluff. possible smut in actual chapters. female reader insert.

summary: y/n works hard hours in a marketing design company called eunoia. with not many friends and struggling with communicating among her colleagues finding romance would come even harder. when the launch of a collaboration between her company and a new rental boyfriend system occurs she becomes quite familiar with just how sweet an act can be.

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A/N: I’ve only ever read one book specifically a FF with multiple endings so i decided to write one. LOWERCASE INTENDED.

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"me either but i heard they were pretty rude business wise," y/n chewed her lip and walked over to the printer, lisa following close behind.

"they are new. they probably cant afford to make any mistakes so early on."

y/n nodded listening to the machine print out her paper work, the warm white sheet landing in her hand. she loved her job. putting her skills in design to work was all she ever dreamed of. eunoia was the perfect place for y/n. the workers were nice, the boss was nice, everything. when y/n got back to her desk she had decided to research the company 'la vie en romance.'

she personally couldn't wrap her head around the big deal. they were rental boyfriends, fake love. they tell you what you want to hear and then you pay because they made you feel good. it sounded sad in y/n’s head.

she scrolled through the website learning little by little about each guy offered; namjoon, yoongi, jungkook, taehyung, hoseok, jimin. kyung mi had to admit they were gorgeous, even their manager had looks. six different guys, six different personalities for anyone to enjoy for a price.

y/n shook her head, shoving the thoughts out of her brain. after what seemed like hours it was lunch time.

“is this not prostitution,” y/n grumbles.

lisa laughed, “oh come on! i think it’s cute. i might try it myself.”

"how do you feel about pizza," y/n pushed herself away from her desk peering over to her office friend changing the subject as quick as possible. lisa scrunches up her nose, "too greasy. i need to watch my weight or my boyfriend won't have me and neither will his mother."

y/n could care less how people saw her. she'd always been thin and naturally lean, but even still should would still eat whatever she wanted without a care is she gained weight or not. she pulled out a bag of seaweed chips, "sounds pretty toxic to me."

crunch

lisa gives a sad smile, "you're right but what other choice do i have."

y/n sat there pondering. 'what a tough situation' she thought chewing slowly.

until it hit her.

y/n turned her screen which was viewing the la vie en romance webpage.

"why don't you try something new?"

lisa smirked and snatched the bag of seaweed chips, " no absolutely not. that's cheating."

"it's not cheating it's a free trial!"

"y/n that says a lot about you, you know"

y/n gasps dramatically, "hey i've been single for 23 years besides the kiss i had with lee heeseung in 10th grade."

"gross," lisa says with chips in her mouth.

"gross indeed but seriously you should try it."

y/n drank some water from her plastic see through milk carton water bottle, "i'll do it if you do it and you have to do it first."

lisa thought about it. "deal."

they never settled on lunch and soon it was time for the actual meeting. anxiety bubbled in y/n’s stomach as she was the leader of the design team on floor 14, meaning she had to present and as confident as y/n seemed, presenting always made her nervous no matter how prepared she was.

the clock ticked nearing the time of the meeting slowly. lisa runs her right hand through her hair and furiously types with her left, biting her lip.

y/n already knew she was arguing with her boyfriend. Probably over something stupid too.

1:30 pm. It was time.

clacking of heels from lisa dabbled behind y/n as they entered the conference room. it was suddenly chilly as y/n eyed the bunch within the room. each beautiful with their own unique features but at the same time, serious with cold looks. as if she couldn't get anymore nervous her stomach rumbled, not loud enough for the whole room to hear, but she was sure the people closest to her seat heard her noises.

out the corner of her eye she saw a bag reached toward her. the man smiled at her a bright crooked smile.

"i'm so embarassed," y/n covered her mouth chuckling slightly. the man laughed too, "it's ok we all get hungry." he reached the bag of goldfish toward her again.

"not much but better than nothing right?"

y/n sighs after tasting a few, "much better than nothing." she was trying to pinpoint the reason he looked so familiar and when she figured it out she felt stupid. he was a purchasable boyfriend. she just turned her head to avoid anymore embarrassment, he was probably just faking his entire personality, no one is that genuine.

the meeting went great, each person of the design team presented well without mess ups.

"i don't like any of them honestly," the man with a bunny like smile smirks eating a grape from the complementary tray.

"neither do i," another smirks sucking on a cherry red lollipop, "it doesn't really represent the company."

"it is a bit fake," said the kind man from earlier said. y/n felt uneasy and the man from earlier must have noticed.

"we can work on it though," he suggests.

"lets just scrap it and try again."

"scrap it! i worked on that for hours," y/n exclaims angrily. the man with the lollipop chuckles, "get your employee mr. park i think she's a bit angry."

the kind man from earlier nudged lollipop man, "tae," he warned.

"y/n," her manager warned her. y/n sunk back into her seat.

"i have a grand idea. why don't you use the service, get a feel for it," mr. kim seokjin proposes, “it’ll better your marketing idea and strengthen our collaboration if you actually experienced it.”

"and how do we do that?"

"well just pick one?"

"how much is this? i have bills to pay honestly."

"free of charge for now, consider it a free trial. who knows you might come back for more.”

you scowled at the idea. like you’d ever pay for such an embarrassing service.

"so," mr seokjin eyed y/n first, "what'll it be?"

la vie en romance coming soon…

NOTE: this series is a choice series , where you choose your path with each member. this series also has many endings depending on the path you choose to read. ENJOY!

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hugozboom · 2 years

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STAFF (BTS X YOU) Part 3

pairing: bts x you

genre: camp au! bts x you ff

warnings: language. toxic relationships. sexual scenes and descriptions.

parts: 1 2 3

plot: you are a camp counselor at an overnight camp. with the drama from the summer before in which you missed snowballing into this summer, you’re caught right in the middle.

you watched as the young girls climbed out of their bunks one by one. you had been up for over an hour now with fresh breath and a warm beating heart ready to endure the day.

"make sure you guys clean up your areas. there's a competition to see who has the cleanest cabin and each win is a head start to breakfast and a special surprise at the end of the week just before you guys leave," you spoke nicely to make sure no hostility could be recognized in voice.

the young girls nodded some said "ok" and they went on with the brushing and braiding of each other's hair and showers and teeth brushing.

you loved the fact that all these girls just met and they already braid each other's hair and share secrets. probably because they'll never talk to each other again, you'd probably do the same.

friends back home weren't exactly your sort of thing. you were a foreigner here but it seemed so much better than your life at home in korea. thankfully the camp counselors are all foreign exchange since this is an international camp.

your mother made sure you mastered english for times like these as if she had plotted on making you come here all those years ago, but after the first night you realized being a little social can't hurt.

"so newbie, what did namjoon say to you," rosé said applying her cherry red lipstick, just like yesterday.

"nothing much," you sit on your bed facing her. you wondered if you could ask her about the fight her and jin had and if she needed anyone to talk to she could talk to her, but then again it may not be your place.

rosé grinned and stopped applying the chap stick, "you look like you have to say something."

the upsetting face you wore stuck out like a sore thumb no matter how much you tried to conceal it. with one last attempt to mask your true feelings you smile, the forcefulness couldn't be that apparent.

but it was.

"come on now spit it out."

"what were you and jin arguing yesterday? you don't have to tell me," you mutter.

"i'm not," she gets up quickly and heads out into the camper rooms as you sit in embarrassment from the conversation that just occurred. the conversation replayed in your head all day. on your break you even decided to ask mj if he knew anything and he told you not to worry about it since they've argued for longer than anyone could remember.

you sat eating the mac and cheese that was for lunch with the campers. putting on the best smile you could but when you feel you have over stepped your boundaries, you don't know how to go about apologizing.

there was a tap from behind on your shoulder.

namjoon smiled at you, "don't sweat what she says ok. like i told you earlier they always argue and nine times out of ten its because she is being a bitch."

still you were uneasy and apparently namjoon could sense it.

"trust me i know my brother he's a softy," with that namjoon turned around.

soon enough electives came, the activities the campers had picked, you were assigned to farming, which is just petting the animals and feeding them. the smell of pig slop was horrendous but thankfully you couldn't smell it when you were with the kittens.

as you were petting a white kitten with a black patch over it's eye gracefully on the swinging chair in front of the barn, you spot a male walking over with a group of younger kids which indicated he was apart of the younger kids camp.

his hair bounced as he walked and his smile was angelic, making you swallow hard as he came into the light of the farm. it was like a movie, his perfectly parted hair, a smile that resembled a bunny, it was all too much too fast.

you looked down at the kitten that now served as a distraction from the beautiful boy, it purred from your touch on his ears. the softness warmed your heart with a warm shiver running down your spine as you listened to the cat's rhythmic purrs and watched the children and the other animals.

"i saw you," came a whisper in your right ear causing you to jump and clutch the kitten just a little tighter.

the beautiful boy from earlier sat next to you and grinned at you.

"saw me when," you say trying to sound calm. he scratches the kittens head nicely, only for the kitten to claw at him. the giggle that erupted from you caught you off guard and you making you cover your mouth.

"you were staring."

"at you? pssh no i wasn't."

the boy pouted, "am i not nice to look at?"

you looked at him. the chiseled jaw, it was all to much so you looked back at the kitten ignoring the question.

"wow i didn't know i was so ugly."

you hurriedly tried to defend yourself, "no that's not it at all."

"so i am cute?"

"no i-"

"well that's a little rude cakey."

you furrowed your eyebrows standing up and walking to the cage where your kitten belonged. he followed you the whole way there.

"cakey?"

the boy smiled that bunny smile again making your heart flutter, "isn't that your name?"

"n-"

"wait i don't care. that's your name for me. but only me got it? cool." the boy ran off giddily collecting his campers. you didn't even get his name.

Three parts today...omg. hope you guys enjoyed

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hugozboom · 2 years

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STAFF (BTS X YOU) part 2

pairing: bts x you

genre: camp au! bts x you ff

warnings: language. toxic relationships. sexual scenes and descriptions.

parts: 1 2 3 4

plot: you are a camp counselor at an overnight camp. with the drama from the summer before in which you missed snowballing into this summer, you’re caught right in the middle.

"welcome to camp eden! are you ready for a summer you'll never forget?" there was silence.

"if that was what you came up with from sitting in front of the mirror all last night to send the campers into an energetic frenzy then return to sender," Mj slowly claps. you couldn't help but chuckle at the frustrated and embarrassed seokjin.

"that's not funny," seokjin gritted out.

"relax jinnie he was just being Mj," rosé gently gripped jins upper arm in a soothing manner causing Mj to cringe and look at you instead, "so y/n, excited by jin's speech at all."

you toy with your hair and shrug, "not sure the thrill hasn't set in yet." Mj chuckled and stood up with a stretch, "i'm gonna go clean the..bunks or something, anything to get away from jin's unfunny ass" he wondered off. rosé and jin were talking leaving you at an empty table air drawing shapes with your index finger. the tension between those two was thick.

"i know that look," a deep voice says. the man with dimples and brown hair, looked at you sitting in your same exact pose. "you were forced to be here and now you don't think it will be too bad but it's still bad due to the sticky sweat and heat. also you want to know more about jin, mj, and rosé's love triangle."

you blinked in awe, your index finger ceased to move as the dimpled man smiled at you, " i can't be right though. or can i?"

"spot on," you chuckle, it was scary. you looked around as the other counselors socialized. everyone seemed to have a group.

"don't see anyone as intimidating especially my brother, jin," you gasp lightly, "me and my brother's aren't scary at all."

"brother's? as an plural," you question toying with your hair yet again. the dimpled man smiled at you, "you're cute. my other brother is that one over there. the one with the blonde hair and the glasses, that one," he points. two men sat at a table, one with dark red hair and one with blonde," that's taehyung."

you nod and repeat the name to yourself, as the one he refers to side eyes you and looks away.

"he's..a weirdo don't mind him and jin is just a control freak, his boxers are always in a bunch."

"boxers yeah right more like panties," you mumble leaning on your right wrist.

the dimpled man grins, "imagine living with him."

"i don't have to imagine...it's a nightmare y/n."

looking off into the distance you see depart from seokjin with an irritated expression while seokjin stomps over to the table you were currently seated at.

"that girl is something else i swear," he groans, "lucky you don't have girl problems namjoon."

"who said i don't," the dimpled man puffs out his chest dramatically causing himself to be winded. you sat and watched the brothers interact. jin was painted as a stuck up prick in your head but the way they talk to each other made it seem like there was a heart somewhere in there.

"don't stare at me y/n, i might think you like me," with a smirk seokjin left you in pure awe, your mouth was agape due to the encounter. namjoon just sat there grinning.

"don't tell me you fell for that, tsk tsk, this wont do," namjoon stood up, smugly walking away with his hands in his pockets. you couldn't help be mad at yourself, getting flustered over a stupid comment from the stuck up HD (head director). after pulling together your last bit of patience and sanity you were ready to greet the eager campers of all ages.

the buses came slow as the kids were coming from all over. you sat there patiently on your phone waiting for seokjin to begin his speech as the campers finally started to settle into the auditorium. namjoon sat back, arms crossed over his chest tapping his leg impatiently.

"good morning campers my name is seokjin. im the boss around here and there are a few rules to camp eden. as you came in you were to pick 4 electives.."

"four? that's two more than last year," namjoon mumbled beside, you shrug. it was probably to keep the campers occupied. but it would be harder for the counselors since we're the ones who have to escort them from place to place.

"right up this street like pavement you will see the court yard. it has plenty of picnic tables for you guys to get to know other campers outside of your cabin. each camp gets their own pool day, since there is only one and each of you must take the swim test. the older kids are to report to the dining area at 10 am.." the speech grew boring you had already taken in the rules at the bonfire. the campers even looked bored and it was funny enough for you to hear Mj snickering behind you.

a tap at your shoulder and a, "told you he wasn't funny," was all you needed to know that Mj was enjoying seokjin's "entertainment." once groups were dismissed, you and rosé started walking your 12 campers back to one of the cabins in camp angel. there were 3 cabins in all, cabin 1/2, cabin 3/4 and cabin 7/8. each cabin had a bathroom with 3 showers and three rooms. the counselor room was in the middle of the two large camper rooms.

you were all about order as you made a schedule in your head during your walk back to the cabins. namjoon walked beside you as you two were behind the group of campers, mj and rosé were in front of them.

"hopefully this year is less drama filled compared to last year. it was brutal," namjoon shakes his head brushing at his hair.

"what happened," you say looking ahead at mj and rosé gently interacting with the campers. namjoon was silent so you decided to change the subject, "she looks happier with him."

namjoon was still silent as he stared at the murky lake. the walk for you two was silent until you got the boys camp shortcut entry, "just don't believe everything you see, ok?"

you were silent, shrouded in confusion.

"promise me y/n."

"i promise."

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hugozboom · 2 years

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STAFF (BTS xYOU)

pairing: bts x you

genre: camp au! bts x you ff

warnings: language. toxic relationships. sexual scenes and descriptions.

Parts: 1 2 3 4

plot: you are a camp counselor at an overnight camp. with the drama from the summer before in which you missed snowballing into this summer, you’re caught right in the middle.

you pictured yourself lying on the beach by now as you tied your hair into a tight high pony tail and knotted your sneakers. the blazing heat leaked through the three roomed cabin making your mini complementary fan high class in uselessness.

loose hairs stuck to the exposed parts of your face causing you to take a sip from your water bottle. rosé, the other counselor in your bunk sat plastering thick red lipstick on, the smacking of her lips made you self conscious of your own. the organic chap stick your mother bought to "inspire you" was amateur compared to her mac cherry red lipstick. it kept your lips hydrated for all of 20 minutes.

"the new boy camp counselors are a lot cuter than last year," rosé closed her lipstick and pushed back her straight blonde hair, "and that one girl counselor, the american, she deals with the little ones well i know her from last year, you should get to know her she might just save your life, maybe talk to her at the bonfire."

"bonfire," you question while flopping on the twin bed pressed against the left wall. the window on your side peered into one camper room. it contained wooden bunk beds and plastic mattresses, looked uncomfortable.

gnats buzzed around your face irritatingly fast, swatting at them did nothing.

"the one for counselors only, to get to now each other,a bit more did you not hear the head counselor or were you too focused on the faces of the new male counselors?" rosé grins wickedly causing your red face to become even redder.

"of course not. i don't even want to be here, let alone find romance." it was true. dating back to last summer you sat inside playing video games and going to the gaming cafe enjoying the salty warm potato sticks and buffalo wings, all you could eat. just at the thought your stomach rumbled causing rosé to chuckle.

"well suck it up buttercup, it's going to be a long summer. lets go get some food." rosé grinned and walked outside letting the heat consume her. as you followed you saw the sign 'camp angel.' not all girls were angelic but you understood the concept. rosé however fit the persona of an angel, again making you conscious.

her hourglass figure was complemented by her tank top. you covered your tank top with a green and black flannel. she lead you to the counselor eating area, which was a half a mile from the cabin you were in, located in a building across from where you as counselors were to eat with the campers. the lake as you walk by worked as a mirror, reflecting a murkier green image of yourself.

"hurry and eat, the bonfire is starting soon," rosé waved you over causing you to pick up the pace. the counselor break cabin was cozy and fun looking. it reminded you of your job at the gaming cafe, though you were rarely in the break room, too distracted by gaming ready kids and teens coming and going, it was pretty clean and smelled like polished wood.

you tried to shove the microwave burrito that was still partially cold in the middle down your throat. the micro icicles slid down your throat causing you to just toss the rest in the trash. rosé grinned, "there is a defrost mode you do know that right?"

"that wasn't in the directions," you gulp in embarrassment and rub your arms as the sunset brought the cool summer night air to you. the air was cold as you two wandered on a path in the dark woods with nothing but a flashlight, the snaps and creaks didn't seem to bother rosé much as she marched on like a golden blonde soldier. you on the other hand flinched at every sound.

"the party has arrived," rosé says as she pulls back the trees revealing a warmly lit campfire surrounded by young adults posted in front of a trojan statue. they hugged their knees to bite out the cool summer air and hug the fire just a bit more.

"rosé, y/n, you finally decided to join us," head counselor, kim seokjin says putting together a s'more. rosé takes a seat next to him as you stand there awkwardly. although you've had a brief interaction with everyone at least once in the past day of your arrival, you had yet to become comfortable with the group of adults.

"are you always going to be this aloof or do i need to toss you into the lake a few times to get some sort of reaction," rosé jokes grabbing the box of cinnamon crackers. you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear and take the closest empty spot.

the boy to your right had red hair, and his smile sent joyous chills down your body. you just wanted to be extremely happy in that moment. he reaches out a hand greets you, "i don't know if you remember me but i'm hoseok from the counselor dinner yesterday."

"right, right hoseok, i think i remember."

"and you're y/n, i remember. how could i forget a name like y/n, it's so adorable. even if you don't talk much," he turns back to seokjin who started talking. his nonchalant yet flirty attitude stopped you from reading him and analyzing what kind of person he was. it frustrated you for the duration of the bonfire. you didn't sing songs not because you didn't know them, which was true but because the group then decided to tell stories instead.

"i hope these mosquito's enjoy my monster infused blood, i never drink water. enjoy diabetes bitches," Mj, another male counselor for the younger kids jokes.

"remember everyone, bright and early seven o'clock to prepare for the campers. everyone is accustomed to their group, i sent the list to each of your emails. Mj no scaring the campers this year please."

"Ugh you're no fun jinnie," mj crosses his arms and pouts dramatically. seokjin dismisses the group, yet you have no idea where to go, there were multiple paths.

"rosé, a word please," seokjin calls.

rosé turns around and walks to him and seokjin gives you an eye that tells you that it is private.

"they are totally banging," mj whispers in your ear making you grin and nod to yourself. he grabbed a branch from a tree and swatted at the air.

"i wish i was like jin, charming, a friggin' prince that guy is. bagged rosé. lucky fuck," he swatted at a tree causing you to flinch. to you mj was goofy and charming even when his dirty jokes came out at the worst times. you could understand why he was attracted to rosé, he seemed like the type to shower her in love and pamper her until she felt suffocated.

"rosé is pretty," you point the flashlight ahead of you with your right hand while the other hand was snugly tucked under your right arm.

"yeah, i've known her since we were campers here. don't think she ever noticed me."

"if it's been that long i'm sure she has."

he didn't seem too convinced as he stared at the ground and kicked every pebble you came across, "by the way, do yourself a favor and don't wake up at the ass crack of dawn, the campers don't arrive until like 10 and that's the earliest."

you two finally arrived back at camp angel with aches in your toes, "are you good to go back alone?"

Mj chuckles, "i've been here for years don't worry about me, you should be worrying about yourself."

"what's that supposed to mean?"

"don't go all girl power on me. i mean during the bonfire, you had a few eyes on you. the new guys were eyeing you up. be careful," he turns around, "it might get toasty around here!"

"not funny," you yell laughing, walking into your cabin.

Part ONE of STAFF! Camp Counselor AU. Part two out soon :)

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hugozboom · 2 years

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Enabler

FEZCO X READER

TW: Language. Drugs.

plot: after you have a panic attack over lost drugs fez just wants you to quit.

lowercase intended

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you lye in your bed feeling as if you are spinning. the adrenaline rush felt so good. you thought back to the fight you had with your boyfriend, now ex boyfriend, earlier about your addiction. your parents were loaded but never around making your house the perfect place for a huge party.

you stumbled down the stairs onto the couch in the first living room and called everyone you knew...and they called everyone they knew and so on.

soon and fast your house filled with everyone in town, including fezco, your now current ex.

you found yourself losing your high, putting you in a bad and spiteful mood. you found yourself dancing on everyone at the party trying to keep a good spirit but you felt the eyes.

while grabbing a drink you bumped into ashtray. he shook his head, "you're playing a really dangerous game y/n."

"we both know im great at pissing people off," you poured pink whitney into your red cup, "that's what im doing."

"come on you know that's such a bad idea. why don't you just get clean," you rolled your eyes and walked away. you snuck into your bedroom pulling out your secret stash of oxy, the stash you hid in your closet since fez tended to sleep over often. as you placed the pills on your tongue you heard a few knocks.

"y/n. hey we need to talk," fez stated on the other side. you swallowed hard and scrambled to hide the drugs, "hang on," you say in a flustered manner. once you swung open the door, your heart ached.

he looked at you with those eyes, the ones you fell in love with...but you started to feel the pills. you started to fidget with your hands as the two of you sat on your bed. completely out of it, you attempted to communicate.

"ion know, i think we should like try again," he was nervous. you were happy to hear him say that but here you were doing the exact thing that led to your break up in the first place.

"i don't know. i'm an addict," you sighed as the giggles rumbled in your stomach, "i need help."

fez nodded, "i know and i wanna help you. i dunno if i can watch you shake ass on anyone else anymore. i need my girl and...i know you can do it for real. it just scared me. ion wanna lose you y/n," he took a sip of whatever was in his cup.

"that panic attack that you had over the fact that you didn't have drugs, it was scary you know. you shouldn't get like that over some drugs," he eyed you oddly as you zoned out just listening to what he was saying. you were so out of it.

"y/n...?" he called. it sounded like an echo at that point. He shook his head, "you high again...y/n...y/n come on man," he started to get up and leave. you knew if he left it was over, he was so disappointed.

"fez wait please," you sniffed feeling tears coming as you grabbed his arm, "this was the last time. i was just upset you were mad at me. PLEASE. fez please."

"nah man i don't feel like losing more people. i told you. i'm done."

"fez..."

"it sucks cause i really give a fuck about you," he sighed and took your hand off his arm. just like that he left...left you crying and high.

the next day was foggy, school moved slow and soon you were back in your room laying with rue...high again.

"have you ever just thought." you say slowly forgetting what you were going to say. rue smiled, "thought what?"

"fuck em," for you, you meant everyone, for rue she probably meant jules. you both had your fair share with relationships recently. rue and jules just recently broke up. jules took off somewhere and rue stumbled upon you at fez's house. what made you more upset was that fezco gave you drugs first. you had really bad anxiety ever since you left your hometown. the new neighborhood was a big adjustment. so he gave you oxy's first. it just went from there.

"shit i have that meeting thing," rue rolled her self up to her feet, "you goin anywhere...i don't really wanna go back home."

"i'll be here," you say closing your eyes. rue left but the aching in your heart remained. you missed fez. you needed him. he was kind of the only thing keeping you here on earth.

you stuffed yourself into a hoodie and shorts and waddled over to fez's. thankfully he opened the door but he kept the screen door closed.

"what do you want y/n. we all out and i ain't sellin to you no more."

you shook your head, tears streaming down your face, "no no i don't want drugs i came to...i came to uhm talk." you couldn't even look at him.

for once you weren't high. not yet anyways.

"go ahead."

"you not gonna open the door?"

"it depends on what you say."

you sighed and explained to him how much you cared. you did want help but you couldn't do it without him. you WOULDN'T do it without him. ever.

"fez please just help me..please i-i need you and i miss you so fucking much," you slammed your fists into your thighs in frustration.

"you did this to me fez. to hell with all that leaving shit you did this to me and now you gotta make it better. you gotta- you gotta help..." your voice trailed off.

as you looked down you heard the screen door open then you felt a pair of arms wrap around you. just like that you were home and you were ready to become you again.

#fezco one shot #fezco x you #euphoria #euphoria imagine #x reader #reader #y/n #fez #rue euphoria #rue bennett

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hugozboom · 2 years

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New Beginning

plot: You and your infant Marnie have been on your own for a while now. When as strange man stumbles upon your cabin you can’t help but let him in causing him to try to convince you to join him on his way back to his home.

lowercase intended.

PART ONE

winter had finally settled in. baby marnie, cooed in your ear as you kept her close to your body.

the fire in the fire place crackled. since the apocalypse, this little cabin you found made it perfect for you and your baby.

you had just given birth when it all went down. fighting was second nature as you used to take professional classes as well as boot camp training when you were younger.

your sister, rachel, had gotten bitten in the earlier days unfortunately and your only other family lives across the country if they were even alive.

you rocked baby marnie to sleep, placing her in the crib you found.

snap

there was a sound outside, grabbing your knife, you made your way outside quietly.

there was a man. really dirty with a crossbow aimed right at you.

“who the hell er you?”

"i could ask the same thing just- just put it down. we can talk. i have a baby," you spoke calmly.

the man lowered his crossbow slowly. you waved him inside. as soon as you were in you checked on your daughter and thankfully she was still asleep.

"what's the name," you ask.

he was silent.

"just answer the question," you grab a can of soup off the shelf from earlier, it was still warm.

"daryl," you hand him the soup.

"y/n"

"and that," you pointed with a smile, "is marnie"

daryl grinned a little bit. it was quiet, no noise besides the crackle of the fire.

"how long have you two been out here," daryl asked.

"since the beginning. we went through some groups but an infant doesn’t sit well with most. too much of a burden.”

you watched as he looked at you.

"ya know i have a group. a city in fact not too far from here. got food. supplies. way more than what ya got here."

you sighed, "groups aren't very nice to us. like i said not very welcoming to a woman and an infant."

"we ain't like other groups, we got em too. kids. babies" daryl looked at you, holding your gaze.

you moved away rolling onto the couch covering yourself with a blanket...eventually falling asleep.

when you woke up, daryl was already gone as you guessed. but something was off, marnie wasn't making ANY noise.

you wiped your eyes to see daryl in front of the crib, feeding marnie what was left from her bottle.

when he realized you were watching he grinned and walked over to you, rocking the baby.

"so where is this city of yours?"

“just follow me, we leave as soon as yer ready.”

part oneeee it was so short but reader with a child!!!! This is set during Alexandria BTW. Part two soon!

#daryl dixion imagine #daryl x you #daryl fanfiction #daryl #the walking dead #twd #thewalkingdead

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hugozboom · 2 years

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Hi, could you write an Andrew DeLuca x reader imagine where they both hate each other a lot, but in the end when they are drunk one night they end up having sex :) They don't talk to each other for days, but then he decides to face the problem and takes her to a call room to clarify, and after that they end up doing other sex :)))

Your wish is my command!!!!

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hugozboom · 2 years

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I Hate You

I feel like this took way too long and I apologize but I hope you enjoy!!! Thank you for requesting!!!

Plot: You and Andrew Deluca hate eachother but after a steamy night after a few drinks you two find out just how much you really hate eachother.

Requested by Anon

WARNING: This Imagine contains smut and foul language. Please read with caution.

Ever since you transferred from Mercy West to Grey Sloan as the new head neurosurgery, you had always had eyes on you. There was one resident that you just couldn’t shake. Andrew Deluca. He had just recently broken up with THE Merideth Grey and ever since then he had been an ass to everyone especially you.

“Y/n,” He called. His voice just made your skin crawl and it got right under your skin.

“Keep calm Y/L/N keep calm,” You say to yourself as you exit a patient's room.

“Have you finished and update your charts for Mr. Carasello,” Andrew asks.

You sighed, “I was just updating them when you interrupted me, Dr.Deluca,” You finished your chart and placed it on the counter, “What do you want?”

He rolled his eyes, “I’m just making sure I heard you’ve been slacking. Our patients need all of your attention Dr. Y/L/N. We could have a patient over flow.”

You scoff, “Me? Who did you ‘hear’ that from huh?” Andrew just rolled his eyes and started walking away, “Hey Hey!”

He stopped and turned to you. Now everyone was looking at you two, but you didn’t care.

“You mind your own business Deluca you got that? I don’t know what your problem is, but it has nothing to do with me. ‘Your

He went to say something and just cut himself off. Maggie walked over to you furrowing her eyebrows, “What happened now?”

You shook your head and just went back to charting, “nothing just classic asshole Deluca. God I can’t stand him! I mean one minute he’s kissing ass to Merideth and then the next…He’s just an ass I can’t stand him Maggie.”

“Well you two need to put the bickering on pause. It’s freaking out some of the patients.” She whispered.

Maggie was right. You and Deluca had been butting heads for months and it was only getting worse. It was getting…distracting.

You started walking down the hall with Maggie towards the elevator to get ready for a surgery.

“How about drinks on me? Get you a little tipsy to forget about asshole Andrew Deluca?” She shimmies her shoulders. You laughed.

“Maybe.”

The surgery went smoothly. It was the only thing that went your way all day. After your daily argument with Andrew you decided to take Maggie up on her offer and get drinks at Joe’s. But of course you get a text from Maggie saying she couldn’t make it. So there you were drinking alone.

You had glass after glass, replaying the argument from this morning and you just felt your blood boil as you laid your head down on the counter.

“Long day,” you heard.

You laughed, “You could say that.”

The figure sat next to you, “Tell me about it.”

“Work stuff you wouldn’t get it i’m a surgeon,” you slurred. The man laughed again. The voice was so familiar but you were so out of it you couldn't even lift your head.

“This asshole resident sergeon guy whatever…he just royally pisses me off. He criticizes my every damn move, like damn can I breathe,” you sit up but you look down at your almost finished drink.

“Sounds like an ass but what did you do to piss him off like that,” you scoff and turn to the man.

“I did nothing to that ass-” the man was actually Andrew. He sat there with a smug grin and that just made you grit your teeth. You began to get up just because you knew yourself and with the alcohol..oh you were gonna cause a scene.

You ran a hand through your hair, vision blurred as you mumbled, “How could I be so stupid?”

Andrew grabbed your wrist, “Hey look you can’t go on by yourself not in this state.”

His comment only made you angrier. After months of bickering now he cared? It just made no sense. He treated you like crap and everyone saw it, you two argued like there was no tomorrow.

“Let me take you home,” Andrew said.

You gasp, “Oh so now you wanna get in my pants huh Deluca real classy.” He just laughed as you started to grow less and less conscious. He carried you to his car and all the way up into his apartment where you flopped over on the couch. As you both were drunk you just sat there. Of course you were more drunk than Andrew but the way your shirt was rising up your belly, he knew it wasn’t just the liquor he was feeling.

He got hard, really hard just from the sight of your midriff with thoughts of what you would look like with him inside of you. He hated you but damn were you beautiful. He hated you for being so attractive too.

You sat up abruptly as he sat there trying to sober up. He smiled as you began to yell at him again.

“You know what asshole. I can’t stand your guts. Your stupid hair and your stupid face.”

Andrew took his jacket off as well as his shirt leaving you to look at her gorgeous torso.

“What’s wrong with my face,” He came so close to you that you could touch his nose with yours.

“It’s too perfect. I hate you,” You hit your hands on his chest only to hear more laughter.

“I hate you too. So much that I’m gonna show you just how,” he picked you up gripping your ass tightly, “Much I hate you.”

Then it began. The long night of sex. He fucked you like no man has ever before. What was happening with you? You hated him! Apparently you didn’t hate him enough. He drove you to work the next day and the car ride was silent. You entered at different times to lower the suspicion. The headache you had was horrible and made it almost impossible to interact with your interns. Rounds were hard and you refused to get stuck in the pit today so you were just bedside and writing charts.

“Hey you. I’m sorry I canceled, I had an emergency surgery and let me tell you I am beat,” Maggie frowns at you, “What happened to you, you look like crap.”

“I feel like crap,” you say, raking your hands through your hair, “I went and still drank which was a mistake.”

“Oooh you go Y/L/N.”

“No no no. I did something terrible Maggie,” you sighed and pulled her into an empty conference room. The guilt was plastered all over your face and Maggie couldn’t help but laugh after the realization hit.

“Oh my god,” she grinned, “Who? Who was it?”

You didn’t speak, you just looked at your toes in embarrassment. How could you tell her, your best friend, that you slept with someone you claim to hate. The person you slept with was her sister’s ex.

“It wasn’t” Maggie covers her mouth, “You slept with Alex Karev?”

“God no.”

She let out a deep breath, “Oh thank god I thought you fell into the deep end because you can’t hold your liquor.”

“Just because it wasn’t Alex doesn’t mean I didn’t fall into the deep end…whatever that means.”

Maggie was frustrated with confusion as it was written all over her face. Maggie put her hands on her hips and paced around the room. As you watched you got nervous.

“It was Andrew.”

“Deluca! You’re kidding.” She wasn’t angry, it was just shock.

“You’re upset?”

“No, I just didn’t think you had it in you. All you do is work I couldn’t imagine you with a sex life.”

You shushed her, “Keep it on the low please. We haven’t spoken all morning.” You hugged yourself, biting your lips in frustration. Deluca really didn’t say anything to you at all. All he did was point you in the direction of your bra that you lost.

It was harder to walk past him without saying anything smart to him.

When you exited the room you fixed up your white coat and made your way down the hall evidently running into Deluca.

But he just walked past you right up to Dr. Grey. You were seething. This is how it went for days. Deluca pretending like you don’t exist as it was eating you up inside. You couldn’t figure out if you hated him or you wanted him. Either way you were confused.

Days went by. Andrew finally spoke up to you asking about a chart.

“How bout you figure it out yourself.” you handed the chart off to the nurses and walked down the hall. Deluca called you but you didn’t listen, it was so muffled until he abruptly grabbed your hand and pulled you into the on-call room.

“Hey you let go of me,” You yanked your arm away from him.

“You don’t get to ask me questions because you can’t even answer the most simple one,” you snapped.

“Oh yeah and what’s that Dr Y/L/N?”

“What are we Andrew?” He sighed in frustration, “now isn’t the time.”

“Then when is it?”

In a smooth movement, Andrew wrapped his hand around your throat, “because you don’t understand how I really feel about you and what I would do to you in this on-call room if you just gave me the go ahead. Me and Mer we- we broke up because of you because I can’t stop thinking about you. So my ‘problem’’ you mentioned earlier has EVERYTHING to do with you.”

You bit your lip, underwear completely soaked from your juices.

“show me,” you whisper.

(SMUT AHEAD)

He gripped your throat tighter and he kissed you deeply forcing tiny whimpers from you. Your heart started to beat faster as you gripped the bottom of his scrub top, tugging on it asking silently for him to take it off.

In a swift movement he took it off and locked the door.

“Fuck the things i’m gonna do to you,” he whispered in your ear.

He kissed you over and over and finally kissed down your neck before telling you to get to you knees. You pulled his pants down and then his underwear only to be greeted by his massive length.

“Go on. You were so tough just a few moments ago what happened?”

The taunting made you mad so you took him whole down your throat. It almost brought you to tears because of it’s size but you still enjoyed every moment. His praises only helped you go on. His grip on your hair grew tighter and tighter as he got closer to finishing but just before he could finish you stopped.

“Fuck Y/n…that was,” he was heaved, “evil. You really wanna do that to me?” You smiled innocently.

You stood up only to be pushed onto the bed causing you to bite your lip in excitement. He kissed down your stomach all the way down to your underwear. Slowly he licked your underwear just to tease you.

“You’re so wet for me already,” he smirked at you.

He took your underwear completely off, eyeing you like some kind of prize. You were glad you were sober this time even though you remembered everything from that night. This felt so different. Your hatred for each other was mixed with love and enjoyment and he licked up your aching pussy. Your moan was quiet so no one would here, but his tongue was doing wonders. He stuck one finger and then two in to stretch you out but soon he was ready and so were you.

He positioned himself at your entrance an waited for you to nod. Once you did he gripped your neck again and slowly guided himself fully inside you. You wanted to cry in pleasure and pain but you couldn’t risk getting caught.

“You like that? Is it good?” He asked. It only made you more wet and more accessible.

“Mhm,” you managed to muster out, “I fucking hate you,” it came out in more of a moan which caused him to lick his lips.

“I fucking hate you too,” this time he pounded into you causing you to bite your tongue.

He kept encouraging you to take all of him in and you did up until you couldn’t. He pounded himself into you over and over at almost a rhythm.

“I’m close,” he says, “You gonna take all of it hm? Like a good girl?”

“Mhm,” you moan.

“Who’s is it?” As he grips your throat he squeezes your tits making you almost finish.

“It’s yours. Fuck Andrew it’s yours,” you finally finished and so did he right on your belly. He flopped next to you kissing your shoulder.

“I hate you.”

“I know I hate you more.”

#greys anatomy #smut #imagines #requests open

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hugozboom · 2 years

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The Search

Plot: Set in Season 1. You, Carol’s oldest daughter as well as Daryl’’s best friend can’t keep it together when your sister goes missing. You go off to look for her at night alone and that sets Daryl off.

The day Sophia went missing was the day you stopped being yourself. Everyone, especially Daryl saw that. She was your little sister and your mother constantly crying about it only made it worse. With a gun and a knife in hand and a dim headlight you moved in silence. Back when the fever hadn’t taken over the world you had always gotten into trouble so sneaking around was nothing for you. You used to spray paint and the same head light you used to tag with was the same one you used to look for your sister.

With no one knowing you had crept away from the RV. Into the dark alone.

“Sophia,” you whispered, “It’s Y/n/n…please just…please come out.”

You received no answer like you expected. The hope in your heart was beginning to diminish. Carol, your mom, you just couldn’t imagine how she felt. It started to drizzle and the stench of flesh continued to get worse as you stepped through the dark. It had been around two hours as you made your way back to the highway.

There the whole group was awake, with looks of worry.

“Y/n…omg Y/n,” you collapsed into your mothers arms and sobbed together

“Where did you go,” Shane snapped.

“I went looking for my damn sister.”

Hot tears only made your face more red. Out of anyone Shane should have been the last person to attack you.

“Alone!”

You stood up and got right in his face, pushing him as you yelled, “Hell yeah I did. More than you’ve done why don’t you let everyone know what you and Andrea been talkin’ bout huh! LET US KNOW THE MIGHTY SHANE FUCKING WALSH.”

“Y/n,” Carol calls, “Stop! It’s been hard for everyone”

You scoffed, “I’m not stupid. Never been never will b-” You took a look around with the hot tears on your face.

“Where’s Daryl?’

Everyone was silent. Your blood boiled even more. Ever since you heard Shane and Andrea talking about leaving, you couldn’t look at them the same. How dare they while your sister was out there alone. Everyone thinks you’re being irrational. No. No you weren’t.

“If y'all don’t start talking I’ll turn everything upside down and trust me,” you picked up an old baseball bat and twirled it around your hand, “It will get ugly.”

“He went out lookin in the dark,” Shane sniffed, “For you.”

You looked around, “and you let him go.”

Again silence, “You all did! You all let him go!”

“We couldn't say nothin to em.”

You dropped to your knees raking your blood-caked hands into your hair. If something happened to him you didn’t know what you would do. After an hour you saw a light coming from the woods.

“Y/n,” A raspy voice called. You knew that voice anywhere.

“Daryl, “you yelled back running toward him. He enveloped you into a hug picking you up off your feet. Tears spilled out your eyes.

“Now don’t you gon cryin I should be the one cryin. Don’t you ever go out on yer own ya hear me,” You buried you face in his neck as he spoke. He pushed you away just to grip your face in his hands, “Ya hear me!”

You nod and smile. He kissed your forehead, “we’ll look for your sister in the morning.”

Neither of you slept that night but you both lied in the RV together just waiting for sunrise to search for your sister again.

This was so short but I wanted to post this because at least it was something. I like the idea of Carol having at least one living daughter...I hope you guys enjoyed!!!!

#daryl dixion imagine #daryl fanfiction #daryl x you #the walking dead #daryl #twd #oneshot

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