'oh okay so are they gonna have another ki--OH MY GOD'

Another quote collection, all from a single session (amazingly). Same game and group as ADHD Monk and the Vampire in debt to the mob.

Rogue tries to crawl inside a chest
GM (Me): all aboard the idiot boat.
Paladin: You’re all idiots.

ADHD Monk and Rogue abandon party to open a door, while the rest of the party fights skeletons.
Paladin: So its just like… We’re fighting Skeletor now.
Rogue: *Links Masters of the Universe*
Monk: Wait, they made a live action Master of the Universe movie?
Paladin: It wasn’t that good. It was almost as bad as abandoning the party to go open a door.

Monk gets hit by trap.
GM: What have we learned about splitting the party?
Rogue: Hey, we cleared out the traps.
Monk: “Dear Princess Celestia, I DIDN’T LEARN ANYTHING!”

I’m mumbling while a skeleton is attacked
GM: Meanwhile… and suddenly.
Monk: Meanwhile at the legion of Doom!
Observer: You do realize Skeletor is from a different cartoon right?

Rogue getting help for Monk hit by a falling stone trap.
GM: Why didn’t (Monk) come get the healer?
Monk: Because I’m unconscious
GM: But you’re only at half health
Monk: I was hit by a massive stone
GM: But-

Monk: I’m opening the door, not even checking for traps
GM: You’re not even checking for traps?
Monk: When has anything bad ever happened?
GM: You JUST got hit by a stone doing this
Monk: I’ll be fine.
GM: *Sigh* Well the door is locked anyways
Monk: Oh… Okay.
Rogue: I could just Rapier it.
Monk: That would be dumb.

I don’t even know this context:
Rogue: If only I had a Crossbow to shoot things from range
Monk: Too bad we don’t have that
Rogue: Totally, we didn’t find that in a chest.

Rogue: Okay Monk, you can kick the Door now. (ooc) I back out of the room
Monk: No you don’t.

Monk: I Boop the door’s snoot

GM: (at Rogue) The door is unaware of your presence, add your sneak attack.
Paladin: We pissed off the GM haven’t we?

Monk: *breaks down door*
GM: You break down the door and see some Shadows
Rogue: I close the door
GM: The door the Monk just broke down?
Rogue: No, the door behind them.

Monk: The GM is hanging themselves
GM (me): (tired, not noticing what I’m saying) I wish I was hanging myself.
Everyone: *Laughs*

Group suddenly remembers an item I gave them.
Monk: Wait, we have cell phones!
Everyone: *Vibrating noises*

Rogue (On Magic “Phone”): Hey, (Sorcerer), we’re by the big statue, come and help us.
Sorcerer: I don’t want to come.
Rogue: Tell the Paladin.
Sorcerer: No.
Rogue: I text the Paladin, “Spoopy Ghosts, send help”.
Paladin: After all that? Why?


Paladin: My familiar is sick of your shit, and leaves you guys.
Monk: Your Owl cares more about being sick of us than helping us?
Paladin: I’m the chosen one.
Paladin: I’m sick of your shit too.
Rogue: Don’t you remember the good times?
Paladin: No.
Rogue: See, its effecting your memory!
GM: But wouldn’t it be the reverse? If he could only remember good times with that owl?
Paladin: I can only remember terrible pain this entire campaign.

Paladin: You know what? I’m just gonna become an Anti-Paladin now.
Paladin: I know, right.
Monk: God damn it Anakin.

Rogue: What’s the GM doing?
GM: I’m recording all this for prosperity
Rogue: You get the part about the Demon Owl?
GM:(Misheard) WHAT?!
Rogue: Yeah, the Owl is a demonic entity now.
GM: Oh yeah, I got that.
Monk: What are you using to record this?
GM: Notepad
Monk: Some dedication.

Rogue: (Paladin) just uses his head to opens doors.
Monk: As in, he head-butts doors.



Reader is best friends with Grayson and Ethan, and gets one fleeting day to meet them for the first time, during which time Grayson struggles with the fact that he is helplessly in love with her.

photo creds: sensualkisses.tumblr.com


Funnily enough, you had met Grayson online. You’d messaged him expecting no response, but for some reason, he did reply. And then he replied again, and again, and now you were best friends, who until today, had never met. He was on tour at the moment, and as much as you’d told him you were so excited for him, a part of you did feel heartbroken knowing that there was no way the twins would ever stop where you lived, nobody ever did. But after the international dates were released, your city had been sneakily added after the release of the list, and it would be the last stop.

You were first meeting them at their meet and greet, which meant that all your past months worth of wishful longing were coming true, and you were going to have to mask your bubbling joy and act semi-normal. The girl in front of you finished her turn, and Ethan and Grayson waved her off politely before spinning in sync to meet the next person, you. They had to play it off like you were any other fan, but it didn’t take a genius to see their dumb grins grow twice the size when they saw you. You zoomed forward, both twins opening their arms for you at the same time, the conflict startling you momentarily, but you went for Gray first. Grayson slinked his arms tightly around your waist, pushing you firmly into his rippled chest, your face buried into the crook of his bronzed neck. He smelt of fresh laundry and overpowering cologne, his breath tingling of mint.

“I wanted to say thank you in person,” you whispered faintly into his ear.

“What do you mean?” Grayson said through a clenched smile, swaying the hug left to right.

“I know you added this tour stop for me,” you smiled into his skin.

Sure, fans in your city had been thrilled to hear they were coming, but the fanbase itself certainly wasn’t booming almost nearly as much as at their other stops, it just seemed a little odd.

Grayson’s cheeks flushed faintly as he squeezed your waist, “I wanted to see you, so why not add another stop?”

You giggled and released him, “We-”

“Are you gonna talk to Grayson all day, should I just give up now?” Ethan said, his arms still weakly outstretched, his lips pouting.

You snorted and leaped into his arms, your legs coming snugly around his waist. 

“Sorry E,” you smiled.

Ethan’s pout faltered a little, “I’ll forgive you if you gimme a ki-”

You shut him up and dropped a kiss on his cheek, your eyes fluttering closed as you felt him smile under your lips.

“Forgiven,” Ethan did his ‘I’m hilarious’ grin, and plopped you back down, his eyes lifting and his smile wavering for a second.

You raised an eyebrow in confusion and turned to G, swearing for a second that you glimpsed…jealousy? Oh well, you shook it off quickly.

You took your picture and and got a hug goodbye, parting with an almost inaudible whisper, “See you soon.”


By the time the show was all packed up, you were passed out at home on your sofa from exhaustion. You heard a knock at your door, and blindly stumbled over to let two extremely hyped boys into your place. 

“Let’s get a pizzaaaa!” Grayson bounced up on the couch, his earring jumping up and down. 

“TWO PIZZAS,” Ethan yelled.

You rubbed your eyes and slapped yourself awake, “O-o-” you yawned wide, “Okay.”

“Are you tired? We can go if you want,” Grayson said, catching on to your sleepiness.

“NO!” you jumped, his words waking you right up, “This is the one time I get to see you two idiots!”

“Why thank you,” Ethan smiled.

You giggled and clawed at your face, “You’re gonna have to hook me up with some of your sugar high.”

“Buy an extra large coke with that pizza then,” Grayson winked.

Those pizzas,” Ethan corrected.

The rest of the night was a blur of stories, coca cola burps, and excessive singing to overplayed songs. Three hours after arriving, one sad piece of cheese pizza remained.

“Who wants?” you groaned out, your belly full of bubbles and pizza dough.

“Share with me,” Grayson smiled wide.

“Gray, I’m gonna explode.”

“Oh come on,” Ethan mumbled sleepily, “couples do it all the time.”

“Couples?” You laughed out loud.

Grayson laughed awkwardly, shoving his fist into Ethan’s belly, “You’re so funny,” he growled.

You plopped down beside Grayson, stretching your legs out onto the couch and resting your head into his ‘Post Show Comfy Sweatpants.’

Grayson looked down at you, his startled expression molding into a satisfied little smile, his brown eyes crinkling.

Grayson lowered the piece of the pizza down into your open mouth, and you quickly swallowed a piece of it, clutching at your stomach in protest.

“Sooo cute,” Ethan mocked before promptly passing out.

“He’s right, you are cute,” you giggled up at Grayson.

“Not as cute as you,” Grayson mumbled affectionately, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear and drawing a pattern across you skin with his thumb.

Well, that was new.

You blinked up at Grayson, struggling to keep your eyes open.

“Gray?” you said.


“I’m so beyond happy to have seen you today. I’m so beyond happy that you exist. I love you so much,” you breathed, your eyelids drooping.

Grayson closed his eyes, his teeth grinding together lightly, his hand coming down to rest on your cheek.

“Y/N?” he struggled.

“Yeah?” you managed.

“I love you.”

He said it weakly, barely forcing the words out his lips, and you held onto those three sweet words as you sunk down into your slumber, not realizing the intention behind them.

The next morning

You knew you were too late as soon as you awoke.

The boys were leaving first thing in the morning, and you had slept right through their departure. The only trace of them ever having come was a note.

“You drool when you sleep. Also I’ll miss you, I guess”

- Ethan

Grayson hadn’t written anything, that kind of hurt.

You grabbed your phone, quickly dialing Grayson, who didn’t pick up, so you tried Ethan instead.

“Hey, sleeping beauty,” he said.

You laughed sadly, annoyed at yourself for wanting to cry.

“Hi Ethan, where are you?” you laughed softly.

“In a cab,” he said, “We didn’t want to wake you up,”

“I miss you already,” you smiled sadly, wiping away a small teardrop.

“We miss you too.”

“I don’t think Grayson does,” you mumbled bitterly.

Ethan coughed uncomfortably, taking a second to respond. “I think he misses you a lot, actually.”

You heard Grayson snap something, to which Ethan hissed, “Well maybe if you weren’t such a cowar-”

“Shut the fuck up.”

“Only if you cut the bullshit and tell her-”

“I don’t have to do sh-”

The line went dead.

Your mouth hung open and you dropped the phone down carelessly, sinking down onto the floor and starting to cry. Crystal droplets trickled down your cheeks as you sobbed into your knees without caring even a little bit. You couldn’t comprehend why Grayson had just turned against you with no cause.

You don’t know how long you stayed like that, but you ended up sinking into a restless silence, which was abrupted who knows when, by a quick knock at the door. You brought yourself up, confused as you dawdled over to the door. You pulled it open, your eyed red and cheeks stained.

“Y/N,” Grayson started.

You stared at him, unable to piece together a response, so you started to close the door on him.

“Please, Y/N,” he begged his large hand forcing the door open.

“I don’t feel like hearing your shitty excuse as to why you pretended to be my friend.”

Grayson swallowed, your words sinking in, and he looked beyond hurt.

He pushed the door open, and before you could say anything, he grabbed your waist roughly and pulled you straight into his warm chest. You wanted to protest, but god, it felt good in his arms.

“Why didn’t you say goodbye?” you wept into the soft fabric of his tee.

“Because saying goodbye hurts,” he whispered, his eyes moist as  he nuzzled into your hair. “It hurts so much,” his voice broke, “and it was easier to let go this way.”

“Tell me why,” you begged, ungluing yourself from his body and blinking up at him through your bleary vision.

Grayson shook his head and laughed pathetically, swiping up your tears with his thumb, “Don’t you get it? I already told you why.”

You shook your head in confusion.

“I love you, Y/N, I told myself it was nothing, that I didn’t come here just for you, but who am I kidding? I love you so damn much and I was stupid to think for even a second that by seeing you, these feelings would go away. Being with you yesterday just made me it worse, looking into your eyes and knowing that you don’t feel how I feel. You think I won’t miss you?! No..I’m going to miss you so much that I couldn’t even say goodbye. And it’s been destroying me piece by piece, because every fibre of my being just wants to hold you like this forever, and I love you so much, and it hurts, Y/N.” 

Your heart froze in your chest, and you momentarily forgot how to breathe.

“I just, needed you to know, I’m sorry,” Grayson sighed, letting you go.

“Gray-” you stuttered.

“I have a plane to catch,” he turned.

“Grayson,” you commanded, but he ignored you.

“GRAYSON,” you snapped, grabbing him by the shoulder and forcing his back into the wall.

He blinked down at you in shock.

“You think you’re the only one who gets to talk, you jackass?” you hissed.

“Well what do you have to say to me!?” Grayson said, his jew clenched in frustration, his eyes dark.


You grabbed Grayson by his jaw and forced his lips down into yours. They were soft and full, sweet like cotton candy, and right now, they were all yours. His scent consumed you, the feeling of his lips molding against yours flaring a fiery spark in your chest. Grayson’s chest heaved heavily against yours in the heat, his hands dropping to your hips and his lips responding quickly. His nails dug into your tender skin, flipping you around and pressing your back hard into the wall as he towered over you, arching his body into your chest, his lips devouring yours. You moaned softly into his lips, sending little vibrations into Grayson’s, your hands grabbing the back of his hair and tugging him into you as you urged for more. He squeezed at your hips, his tongue entering your mouth, and you followed his lead, letting yourself explore him. Your head spun, knees weak from the taste of him that you knew you would never get enough of, and it consumed you like a drug.

Grayson detached his lips from yours, his eyes closed, his heavy breath tickling your skin.

“Y/N…” he mumbled faintly, his hands moving gently to hold your wrists, which fit easily in his grip.

“I always loved you, Grayson Dolan.”

Gray opened his eyes, scanning you over carefully.

“Maybe it took me this many I love you’s to finally get it right, and maybe ‘I love you,’ means something different to me now than before, but Grayson, I-”

Grayson silenced you with his lips, pressing them to yours for a fleeting second.

“This is all I ever wanted,” he breathed, placing his nose to yours.

“You’re all I ever wanted,” you smiled softly.

Suddenly, Grayson released you, his expression saddening.

“What’s wrong?” you asked.

“In a way, this is worse.”

“Hm?” you questioned.

“In a way, saying goodbye… is even worse now,” he sighed.

You stared blankly at him, the silence ringing in your ears, your answer falling easily off your lips.

“Then don’t say goodbye.”

“Draw me like one of your French boys.”

@ravenclique asked:  Helluuurr! Here I am again ;) May I request another kihyun scenario (sorry im a sucker for himd hdbdhdb) where you guys are new into the relationship and you invite him over and he sees your collection of portraits in your closet when you ask him to grab a sweater? And you never told him you are good at art cuz you dont like to brag and he teases you like ‘draw me like one of your french boys’ or something lmao. Make it cute and funny please :) 💛💛 thank you babe youre amazing :))))))

A/N: Thank you for sending another request through! I kinda took some creative liberty on this one, but I hope you like it! This blog might be turning into a Kihyun fluff blog soon lmao. 

College AU, fluff

Word count: 1.45k

Originally posted by strawberry-peach-tae

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Bye, Bye, Bye

Pairing: Bones x Reader

Warnings: swears, angst

Word Count: 1938

A/N: requested by @auduna-druitt a million years ago. Based on the song “Rockabye” by Clean Bandit. I’m so sorry it took so long. I’ve been crazy busy between work and school! I didn’t follow the prompt exactly, because the mom isn’t in Starfleet :( Hopefully you still like it though! I didn’t proofread it because I wanted to get it posted. I’m gonna go back and fix all the errors when I get a chance. 

Between the hum of the fluorescent lights and the sound of cars passing on the highway, sleep clouded your mind. There were no customers. Of course there weren’t. Who in their right mind would stop at a run down diner in the middle of Nowhere, Iowa during a winter colder than you’d ever felt (not that that was saying much since you moved up from San Francisco a few months ago).

Ran away, a voice echoed in your ears. You pushed it out of your mind as you rested your head on your arms across the countertop. As your eyes fell shut again, the bell chimed and the door opened, letting in a chill.

You snapped up, eyes going straight to the small bundle of coats and blankets curled up in the farthest booth. You watched the blankets rise and fall before sighing deeply.

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Reveal Week Day 6: Consensual(ish)

[ao3 link] @miraculous-weeks

When Adrien saw the card with a butterfly embossed on the back, he knew he was screwed. There was only one person he knew of who would think to get that kind of stationary, and he knew he wasn’t going to enjoy the message inside.

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Hey? Hey?

What the fuck?

I’m probably going to post things a bit later for a while till I get my groove (which i never had) back on and finally post things a bit more regularly because


But let’s not talk about that. Let’s do whatever the fuck ask this is

Oh boi he bout to fucking do it

Shuichi Saihara

-I’m sorry what?
-He looks at person holding his beautiful child’s hand.
-The child he’s raised for 18+ long years. The child whom he loved. The child whom he cried for. The child whom he spent the essence of his being for.
-He’s frozen in shock as he looks at his child smiling brightly at him holding their hand. Their obviously in love, he can see it in both their eyes.
-Even a novice could see.
-He answers
-“I-I um…! I-I um..”
-“He approves, but if you even think of hurting my child I’ll fight ya mate” (thank god he had you as a partner)
-The now fiancé of his child nods, with tears in their eyes
-The two emit happiness and embrace each other, giving the other a kis-
-Shuichi passes out on the spot.

Ouma Kokichi

-As soon as he sees the ring in the love stricken person’s hand he closes the door on them.
-The end.



-He looks at his robotic son hold the hand of another
-If robot’s could sweat the boy probably would be right now, his sister cheers on from another room as so you.
-He looks happy with the other, happier than he’s ever seen him before with anyone else
-He immediately answers

Kaito Momota

-“Hey C/N?”
-“Yeah dad?”
-“Go upstairs. Your old man here has some trash to take out.”
-“But dad this is really important! We need you approval t-to um..!”
-“Yes please jus-”
-He slams the door in whoever unfortunate enough to be HIS child’s lover
-He does this every time they come near him.
-(you expect him to be chill?)

Ryoma Hoshi

-He never thought it would
come so soon
-“Dad… I-I.. No WE’RE in love with eachother!!
-His child’s lover nods, and he can see it in his eyes that their telling the truth too
-That makes it so, so harder.
-“I acceeeeee.”
-He can’t say the word’s properly oh god
-“Dad are you okay??”
-In the end he went to the hospital. You had to approve for him. AND EVERYONE EXCEPT RYOMA IS HAPPY.
-The end.

Amami Rantarou

-“Are you going to hurt them?”
-His child’s soulmate replays with a “No, sir!”
-“Are you going to protect them? Are you going to make them smile each day? Are you going to make them regret ever loving you? Ever picking YOU out of all people in this big world?”
-The soulmate shakes, but truthfully answers with a “I promise to make them happy, sir! Please trust me..!”
-“Okay than.”
-“I said okay.”
-“You what?”
-“You can go marry. You seem trustworthy enough.”
“Are you serious!?”
-The two lovebirds rejoice and start embracing eachother tears in your eyes
-Truly Amami is the chilliest of dads
(also just gonna put this here)
-While you do that Rantarou dials Shuichi)
-“Dude thanks for the truth serum.”
-“Wait what? But I never gave you permission for that??”
-“Thanks, also you won’t mind that I borrowed some other things yeah?”
(The dad life)

Gonta Gokuhara

-Too innocent
-He answers “If it makes Gonta’s little butterfly happy than of course!!!”
-Luckily this is fluff so everything turns good in the end.

Korekiyo Shinguuji

-“May.. May you please repeat yourself??”
-“M-May.. M-May I have your child’s hand in marriage..?!”
-Maybe once I get to know them better but I will not allow some stranger whom I have never spoke to TAKE MY CHILD’S HAND IN MARRIAGE.“
-(the dad which won’t allow a happy ending because I need at least one dad who’s actually like "WTF I JUST MET YOUR ASS GET THE FUCK OUT HERE TILL I KNOW U BETTER” CAUSE KIDS EVEN IF you KNOW THESE PEOPLE LOVE YOU FOR WHO YOU ARE. life’s a fucking train wreck so your parents WORRY. They need to see if they are trustworthy.)
-(I just really like fluff and as much as I would do this with Ryoma or Shuichi…)
-(Why the fuck not S(h)inguuji

Unsteady| Angst | Taekook

Word Count: 6.5k 

Summary: What happens if someone you love doesn’t love you back?You throw up flowers. And then die. Kinda dramatic if you ask Taehyung.

I | II

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Love was such a foreign concept to Kim Taehyung. It had to be, no one wanted to fall in love anymore for the dangers that it had unfolded upon poor souls who fell victim to an unrequited love. But to biology major Kim Taehyung, people were just overreacting. There was no way flowers could develop in the lungs of a human being due to unrequited love. It was unnecessary and immature, he thought, to see people actually believe that Hanahaki disease used to actually exist, but the world around him was convinced, leaving him in the dust with his opinions.

“You know it exists, why else would we have learned about it back in high school?,” Park Jimin, a human psychology major, argued one day, frustrated at his best friend for being an absolute hardass.

“Because people in the 1960’s made such a big deal about it, why else? It doesn’t make an logical sense Jimin, unless you want to explain to me how flowers, plants that depend on photosynthesis to grow, can just magically show up in your lungs one day,” Taehyung argued, rolling his eyes when his friend just decided to ignore him.

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Jeremy Imagine: You're Turned

Yay a new imagine! That’s 3 imagines in 3 days. I’ve got a lot of ideas so as long as I stay motivated I could have a few out by next week. Thanks for reading my stories or following me if you have I really appreciate it! Now onto other stuff… Smut Warning. There is some smutty stuff so don’t read this if you’re not comfortable with that kind of stuff. I’d really appreciate some feedback also! So yeah… enjoy! 


No one expects that their life will fall apart all in one day, its not something you can prepare for it just happens. It’s actually kind of funny how we see and hear of all this terrible stuff happening on the news yet we still believe that it could never happen to us. 

As a kid I never even believed in vampires or werewolves or witches or hybrids I was always a realist with a clear definition of “imagination” and “reality”. It was obviously a shock to discover that the same stories I read on halloween about these spooky creatures were based on true stories. It took weeks for me to come to terms that my boyfriends sister was the beloved doppleganger of the evil vampire Katherine Pierce who had turned Stefan and Damon over 150 years ago. Oh, but it doesn’t end there, the supernatural-crazy-shit list of events goes on and on putting us in constant danger. 

The tension in the air was thick enough to slice with a knife. I couldn’t move; hunched over this innocent girls dead body, blood dripping from my chapped lips. I had no control over myself and I certainly didn’t mean for this to happen.The silence was deafening as everyone in our supernatural group of friends all stood in shock and sadness around me, unsure of what to do next. It was too late for me. I’m one of them now. I’m a vampire. 

My eyes glanced up to see Jeremy, mouth slightly agape and wide-eyed in utter shock at what I had done. He must hate me now! He doesn’t want another vampire girlfriend. Those kind of relationships have only ever ended in disaster and I know I can never put him through that kind of hurt again. Without another moment passing I rushed out of the woods and back to my house. I collapsed on the bed and sobbed, my face still smeared with another girl’s blood.

I’m a monster.

“Y/N!” Jeremy’s voice boomed through the empty house, my parents had gone on away for their anniversary. He burst through the room and his face held an expression of deep concern. 

“You need to leave.” I blubbered, still sobbing uncontrollably. 

He sat on the bed beside me and pulled me into a hug that I couldn’t help but sink into. “No, I’m staying.I’m not leaving you.” 

My gums started to sting and I felt my teeth growing out into sharp points and my eyes changing to their vampire form. I pushed Jeremy away and turned my back to him, afraid of what I might do to him. 

“You need to go.” I stated., finally able to suppress my tears. 

“I’m not going anywhere.” He shot back.

“I could hurt you, Jeremy!” 

Jeremy grabbed my shoulders and spun me around to face him, bringing his lips to mine surprising me. He pulled back after a moment to speak, his eyes burning into mine, “I’m not afraid of you.” He said. 

He leaned back into me but I pulled back, “You should stop.” I whispered. It hurt to say this to him more than it hurt when the vampire who took my life drained the blood from my body. 

“No, Y/N. I’m not going to stop. I love you.” My eyes widened at his confession. We hadn’t told each other we loved each other yet and it came as quite a surprise at this moment. “I love you too much to give up on this. This wasn’t supposed to happen to you and it’s my fault you’re in this mess but I will do everything I can to make it better for you. I can’t make you human again but I will never give up on you. I just need you in my life.” 

“Okay.” I nodded, tears springing up in my eyes again as I gripped the collar of his shirt and pulled him into a passionate kiss. He kissed back immidiately, pushing me back onto the bed, breaking the kis only to tug off his shirt and mine. 

“You’re so beautiful.” Jeremy mumbled, kissing down my neck. I could vaguely feel my inner vampire flaring up but I pushed the feelings away, willing the cravings out of my body. 

He lowered himself down, removing my shorts and panties, allowing them to fall onto the floor. With his face level with my core he blew cold air over my entrance. Shivers ran up my body at the feeling. He pressed his tongue flat against my clit, adding and taking away pressure as he pleased. 

I moaned out his name and managed a few words, “You’re so good at th-that, Jeremy.” 

“Hmm?” He hummed against my core. 

His tongue swirled in circles around my throbbing clit as he used his fingers to run them over my entrance. Jeremy slipped two of his wet fingers inside, pumping them at a slow, teasing pace. 

“You better not tease me, I’m a vampire now.” I joked. He chuckled at me and picked up the pace causing a low throated groan to erupt from my lips. His fingers curled up each time they pumped inside as he sucked on my clit between his lips, driving me insane. 

“I-I’m g-gonna..” I couldn’t finish my sentence as my high washed over me with such a high intensity that I’d never experienced before. Once I settled from my high I flipped us over and unbuckled his pants, pushing them down his legs in a hurry. I dropped down to my knees and gently began teasing his length with my mouth. My lips wet and slick against his head as I lightly kissed and sucked. His hands reached behind me to wrap my hair into a makeshift ponytail while I licked up the underside starting at the base and ending all the way at the tip. 

“Sh-shit. That feels so good baby, please don’t stop.” He groaned. 

Slowly I fit my whole mouth around him and bobbed my head up and down causing grunted profanities and pants to fall from his lips making his grip on my hair to tighten. I moved down further taking him all in making his hips buck up and thrust into my mouth. My lips closed around him one last time, picking up my already fast pace before he balled his fists up tightly in my hair and came in my mouth and down my throat. 

With heavy breathing I pulled back from him and fell into his arms. We layed back in my bed together, covered in a pile of messy blankets. Suddenly the door flew open blinding us with the light outside the room. 

“Y/N, I just wanted to make sure you were okay-” Elena cut her sentence off and covered her eyes with her hand. “Oh my god! Sorry I should’ve knocked…” She slammed the door behind her leaving Jeremy and I red in the face from embarrassment of being caught by his older sister. 

There was nothing else to do but laugh, and so we did. This day was proof that I have the best guy in the world. How could anyone ask for anything more?

“Jeremy…?” I whispered in his ear.

“Yeah?” His head resting right beside mine as I rested in the crook of his neck. 

“I love you too.” 

Surrender: Part Five

Summary: As a flight attendant, you’d traveled all over the world. You’d never thought you could meet someone who could take you somewhere you hadn’t already been.

Characters: Bucky Barnes x reader, Natasha, Steve, Tony Stark, Sam Wilson [more to be added]

Warnings: [all tags are eventual and not just for this part] smut, angst, fluff, violence, cursing, possible death, possible murder, crime, idfk… reader beware.

Word Count: 1.3K+

A/N: Ok, so I’m super late tonight, sorry. My daughter was NOT cooperative at bedtime. This part has a lot going on. IT may seem a little slow but trust me this is setting up some really cool things. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE let me know what you think. I’m pretty proud of this series. (Shhh.. I kinda wanna convert it to a novel). ALL THE ITALICS ARE BUCKY’S THOUGHTS. That’s important to remember or you will be super confused. I have the next part written and queued for 10pm EST (October 27th)! 

Tagging: @sebbytrash, @bovaria, @bionic-buckyb, @hymnofthevalkyries, @mrs-lamezec, @stories-from-stark-tower, @just-call-me-mrs-captain, @fvckingavengers, @writingruna, @oriona75



God, look at those legs.

JB couldn’t help but stare, your legs crossed so proper and tense, yet perfect shaped.

You both sat quietly, awkwardly exchanging a weak smile every now and then, and waiting for the go ahead to take off.

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Next Door - AU

Dean x Reader

What happens when Dean Winchester moves next door? 

A/N: I’ve been dealing with some writer’s block lately, so I have not been able to update the fics I had started. I tried, but nothing good came out. So after a week, I decided it was time to try working on something else. Let’s see how it goes. @kbrand0  @dashing-through-the-nope  

@shortandawkward94 I know you hate spiders as much as I do and that you love cats as much as I do, so I’m tagging you in this one :) 

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WARNING. THIS POST CONTAINS MAJOR SPOILERS FROM THE FILM and is really fricking long. It also contains lots of CUSSING and bad grammar. If you don’t want spoilers I suggest you skip this post but if you want to find out more, plz continue. Oh and it also has a lot of Thomesa comments so if you ship Trenda you probs wont like this…ENJOY!

·      Omg YAS YAS

·      It’s starting

·      Aww little Thomas

·      Aww little Thomas getting dragged away from his mommy.

·      Dream sequence

·      Thomas be like fuck no this again

·      Let the 74th hunger games begin

·      Ooh Minho oppa

·      Lots of shouting

·      So many cross cuts and black outs

·      Ewww Ratman

·      Aiden Gillan is a pretty good actor. Hate his accent though.

·      They’re all really dirty in their glade outfits but they’re still so hot though


·      Lol minho in the background: “woo hoo”

·      Dylan is so hot

·      He’s naked

·      OMG he looks so cool right now. He’s so wet

·      Shouldn’t they be suspicious of injections? I mean I would be. Especially if you don’t know who these people are.

·      Oh at least Newt is suspicious.

·      Wait why isn’t Thomas saying anything

·      Jokes he just asked another question

·      Someone better do a question count for Thomas

·      Minho’s wearing red

·      Soo many teenagers

·      If there was more than one maze, where and how did WCKD manage to find a place to fit that many mazes, along with facilities that monitor them. Also, how many grievers would they have made for this purpose? What if the grievers rebelled and decided to do they own shit? Wouldn’t wckd be fucked then?

·      Oh look its Aris. The loner emo boy wearing a hoodie. Remind you of anything?

·      How old is Aris again? He looks like he’s 13.

·      Thomas be like: no let me see her. Such devotion.

·      Please don’t pick a fight with a guard.

·      Yes Thomas, just walk away.

·      Bunk beds. Why is it always bunk beds?

·      Minho: ‘too slow’ ha ha

·      More dream sequences!

·      Thomas the insomniac

·      Aris creepily saying pssst while under Thomas’ bed

·      Just so happens that the air vent opening is right under Thomas’ bed. #movie logic. If you’re reading this CinemaSins and happen to do a ‘Everything wrong with the Maze Runner the Scorch Trials’ based on this post, you better reference me or at least mention me and get people to like this post on Tumblr. Btw, you guys are awesome! [thumbs up]

·      Thomas: “What the hell am I doing?” yeah Thomas, what are you doing?

·      See!!! He even talks to himself using questions.

·      Air vents, the most common way to eavesdrop on people

·      Ooh dead bodies

·      Thomas picking a fight with a guard-WTF ru doing bro?

·      Jeez Thomas take a fucking chill pill

·      Oh he’s getting the swipe card thingy

·      Sending kids back to their rooms-the most common way of grounding children when they do bad stuff

·      Jeez you didn’t have to shove them in there. Such a rude guard.

·      Newt be like: cant we just be happy for once?

·      Thomas has an idea! Everyone hates it.

·      Everyone else be like: of course Thomas. Of course.

·      Thomas dropping into the hallway from the air vent like spiderman.

·      How are you gonna get back up though?

·      Okay so teenagers are being strapped up to tubey things

·      This totally isn’t child abuse

·      Oh no is that Teresa? Jks no

·      OHHHHH its Rachel

·      RIP Aris’ girlfriend

·      I ship it though

·      #Raris… or is it Arachel? Idk

·      Hiding behind poles

·      Lots of dramatic walking in this film

·      ava paige [sitting down and signing pages like a boss]

·      its good to see that the boss is a woman though

·      oh wait let me correct myself, she’s a “doctor”…doctor my ass, more like a lady killer who just wants to dissect children for money.

·      Seriously Thomas you need to calm the fuck down and just tell everyone else what’s going on

·      Great acting though, Dylan O’Brien [thumbs up]

·      #Follow Thomas the leader…or should I say Thomas the tank engine? Ha ha just kidding.

·      Everyone just blindly follow Thomas when we all know he doesn’t have a plan most of the time

·      Fuck yeah Minho is such a badass by kneeing that guard


·      God he’s hot

·      Guns

·      Yes lets use the lady doctor as a hostage

·      Operation rescue Teresa

·      Found her

·      Thomas is totes in love with her. He’s so concerned about her all the time.

·      so many Thomesa feels rn

·      Yay window smashing!

·      Thomas and Newt breaking glass. #Teamwork

·      aww Thomas carried Teresa

·      Lots of door barging/blocking moments

·      Everyone keeps shouting Thomas! Like we get it. Everyone is obsessed with him.

·      Why is Thomas always the last one to leave? Or the one who stays behind. It’s like he willingly tries to be the last one standing. Stop isolating yourself Thomas. Everyone knows your chances of survival are better when you’re in a group, not when you’re alone. Thomas is so dumb sometimes.

·      Yay Aris. #Aris the hero. What a wildcard!

·      Is Teresa barefoot?

·      Thomas: *shoots at guys with shields with tazer gun. Gun runs out of ammo. Throws away gun before he starts to run for it.*

·      Can I just say that something about Dylan O’Brien holding a gun, or any guy doing badass but somewhat violent actions gets me so turned on.

·      Man that running and sliding under the closing door was epic

·      Yeah Thomas. U GO!

·      Best bit in movie-Thomas giving Ratman the finger [applause]

·      I bet Dylan O’Brien improvised this scene


·      How did they manage to run out people on aircraft and dirt bikes?

·      How can they see where they’re going?

·      Wow lots of sand.

·      Of course he doesn’t have a plan Newt. Its Thomas!

·      lol, mountain people

·      The Right Arm reference

·      Wardrobe change

·      It’s really dark

·      Something bad is bound to happen soon

·      Suspenseful music

·      Why do I get this feeling that I’m watching more of a thriller/horror movie than a science fiction film?

·      No Minho don’t turn on the generator!



·      Run bitches run!

·      Are they inside a mall?

·      Mall chase scene

·      Man, these cranks are scary AF

·      This film is really fast-paced though. It just goes from one scene to another like that-[clicks fingers]

·      Oh look its daytime. Its always safer in daytime


·      The graphics are great though

·      Sand dunes

·      so much sand everywhere

·      Another Thomesa scene YAY!

·      Wait teresa has her memories?

·      Ooh wait…that means…oh okay

·      Wtf Winston

·      Oh god he’s infected

·      Why is this scene being carried out like page 250.

·      He even says: ‘I don’t want to end up a monster’

·      Depressing death scene when its not even halfway through the movie

·      Wait they’re just leaving the gun with him? Oh ok.

·      Everyone just walks away

·      Goodbye Winston

·      Choreographed halting after sound of gunshot. Nice.



·      Minho why would you throw the bottle away? You could’ve saved it for later! You’re in a wasteland for Christ’s sake!

·      Sleeping in the middle of the dessert. NICE.

·      Thomas: I see the light!

·      A storm is coming…jks the storm hit immediately in just 10 seconds

·      Ahhh MINHO

·      Minho got hit

·      Character that almost dies but doesn’t trope

·      Minho after getting told he got hit by lightning: ‘Oh”

·      Oh Minho you’re so cute

·      Everyone turns around and sees a crank

·      [I literally jumped when I saw it]

·      More cranks. Wonderful.

·      Oh look who it is. Brenda.


·      Brenda’s got sass

·      Ha ha lol, they’re all hanging upside down

·      Minho’s sass lines have appeared!

·      Interrogation time

·      JorgexBrenda moment. How sweet.

·      Wait what? Jorge wants to play music? DAFQ

·      Ha ha wckd is confused

·      This is some old ass music for a film that set in the future. I mean they’re still using cd records. Really? I mean shouldn’t it be coming out of like a boom box or something. It’d be funny if they played Gangnam Style or something. It’d be even funnier if there was an ad before the song played.

·      No Thomas don’t go after Brenda.

·      Seriously though.

·      Thomas is like Percy Jackson, never leaves a man behind. Or woman in this case.

·      Wckd guards are idiots. They’re in shooting range!


·      AWESOME

·      That was clever though

·      So many scenes in complete darkness

·      Stop having Trenda scenes

·      Why are you going deeper into the tunnel?

·      Thomas: ‘you think?’ another question. Thank you, Thomas. [sings Girls Generation in my head.]

·      It’s a rat. Gross.

·      Oh and now a crank is eating the rat. RIP rat.

·      It’s time to go now trenda.

·      RUN. Stop standing there. RUN!

·      Oh for Christ sake

·      Epic chase sequence

·      Wow that is some really nice graphics. Really nice.

·      I hate the cranks though

·      Wes wasn’t joking when he said they were scary

·      The cranks look like some RPG zombie game shit

·      Rock climbing

·      Yeah Thomas! Kill that crank!

·      Brenda’s infected. Great. She’s so gonna die…NOT.

·      Finally, there are actually civilians who aren’t trying to hunt down the protagonists or sell them for money.

·      Who the hell is Marcus anyway?

·      Oh that actor. Why is he everywhere? He’s the douchebag bad guy in Dollhouse as well.

·      Yeah sure, just take whatever drink a stranger offers you. Even if they’re acting real shady about it and keep insisting you drink it and go into the party. I mean, I get that you’re trying to find the others but srsly? Would they actually be dumb enough to walk into that party?

·      Yay a party scene


·      Great acting Dylan O’Brien

·      Lol this is hilarious

·      Walk into da club like wow I am so fucked right now

·      Crank execution in a club, why not?

·      For a second I thought the guy killing that crank was Ben.

·      Blue lighting

·      Blue and white are such predominant colours in this film.

·      Okay now Thomas is really high.

·      Hallucinations

·      Eww not Trenda

·      Brenda is so fucking desperate right now

·      Technically you’re not the only two left. You just haven’t found the others.

·      Oh for Christ’s sake you’re both high. Have some restraint would ya?

·      No THOMAS NO

·      Don’t you dare!

·      Fucking hell he kissed her


·      Oh now he’s kissing Teresa

·      YAY Thomesa kiss!

·      Jks its only a hallucination

·      Thomas: ‘you’re not her’

·      Poor Brenda. #REJECTED

·      Thomesa spark is still alive

·      Yes Thomas, I knew I could believe in you

·      Thomas blacks out…again

·      Teresa: ‘we have to stop meeting like this’ ha ha lol.

·      Wait so that guy was Marcus?

·      Violent interrogation

·      Threatening by use of death

·      Bertha????

·      Oh it’s a truck.

·      Wait a second… that looks like Stiles’ truck. They’re both blue. Mindfuck.

·      Lol Newt looks so excited to be inside a truck. Ha ha. So cute <3

·      Ambush

·      There sure are a lot of guns in this movie.

·      Oh look Group B finally makes an appearance

·      Aww! Aris, Harriet and Sonya reunite

·      Why do Sonya and Aris seem to have a thing for each other? Maybe it’s just me but she seems way to happy to see him.

·      Who the heck is Vince?

·      Oh look its Thomas’ mom.

·      Don’t remember? Oh okay…

·      Wait Thomas is the Source?

·      Oh so he’s been backstabbing wckd for ages.

·      Good on you Thomas!

·      I feel like Thomas is the only one with an actual conscience.

·      Of course Brenda gets the cure.

·      Yes Thomas, just stealthily reach into her pocket whilst she’s asleep. #totes not a perv

·      Wait Brenda had a brother? His name is George?/Jorge?

·      Wait don’t tell me her brother was Chuck?

·      Brenda: you remind me of him-WOAH don’t tell me Thomas is her brother

·      Brenda: ‘they didn’t want me’ #REJECTED…again

·      YAY Thomesa flashback

·      Just kiss already

·      Newt calling Thomas ‘Tommy’

·      Just when you think your favourite characters are finally safe…it’s bound to get a whole lot worse.

·      OHHHHH Teresa! Why?????

·      I saw this coming though

·      Thomas looks so disappointed in her.

·      Teresa quoting Thomas

·      So sad

·      The ship is no longer sailing

·      #Betrayed

·      Enter Darth Ava [lol]

·      Ava paige reminds me of President Snow. They both wear white.

·      Ratman you son of a bitch.

·      RIP Mary.

·      Oh lol she must be named after Marie Curie.

·      Explosions!

·      No not Minho. Don’t take away my oppa!

·      Come on Thomas! Rescue him.

·      NO oppa, don’t go!

·      Oh yes, it has to end with inspiring speech time executed by Thomas

·      Thomas: ‘I made a promise to Minho.’ THOMINHO IS REAL!

·      And so it ends.

·      Ha lol the number of times everyone said ‘shit’ in this movie

Glob I am so gonna cry in the last movie.

·      The Death Cure: the journey of Thomas trying to save his BFF Minho who he is secretly gay for whilst dealing with the fact that his crush Teresa betrayed him. I can’t wait!

·      God what am I going to do with my life as I wait for the next one?


plz don’t kill me 

Little love games - Dan

Warning: Smut & Swearing

It’s Friday night and honestly, I feel like stirring Dan up a little. My head is laid against his lap as his fingers stroke my hair. We were watching the latest episode of Game of thrones together, It was something we always did together. Dan and I had been together for about 3 years now, and we were overly comfortable with each other, but I wanted to throw a wrench in the works to see what his reaction would be.  I shifted a little, causing the back of my head to rub against his jeans. Dan glances down and me biting his lip, I smirked and played innocent

“You alright?” 

“You know what you’re doing” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” And then shifted around again, claiming to be comfortable, but after that he wasn’t comfortable at all. I sat up and looked at him and he glared at me. I bit my lip trying to hold back a smile but I just couldn’t, I was bad at lying. Dan leans in and kisses me lips, It was sweet, loving, tender. His lips felt full, plump, like I could kiss them over and over forever. He kissed me a little hard but I pulled back and looked at him seriously. 

“Whats wrong? Did I do something?” 

“I think I’m going to abstain from sex for a while” I was grinning on the inside, but because I was so bad at lying, I was trying to make myself think I was serious about it.

“No you’re not,  I know you’re lying you little shit” 

“No I’m for real, I think it will be good for us” 

“How is that good for us, we have a healthy sexual relationship, Unless the sex isn’t good for you?” 

“The sex is always good bu-”

“Then I just don’t understand” 

I  shrugged, I decided not to give him a response and went back to watching the show. I could see the words eating away at him. I mean, I could still see the bulge in his jeans, causing me to smirk. Dan sighed and took his attention to the TV until the show was over. Once It was over, I got up and stretched then looked at Dan.

“I think I’m gonna go to bed, I’m pretty tired” 

“I think I might join you, I’m pretty wrecked myself” 

I took his hand and we both made our way to the bedroom. I took off my clothes in front of him and decided to change it up a little. Normally I would wear just a plain shirt and some sweat pants to bed, but because I was in such a teasing mood, I decided to put on my Sexiest pair of panties, and then walked over to Dan wardrobe, Picking out one of his Singlet tops and sliding over my bare form. I took my hair out let it fall behind me. When I was done I looked back at Dan, he was already in bed  and just staring at me, scanning my legs, up to my face. 

“Since when do you wear that to bed” 

“I’m feeling warm, and hey, this is comfortable, I mean, you would know, it is yours after all.” 

“The shirt is, but those panties..” He admired them, biting his lip.then looked away “What are you doing to me, you have to be lying” 

“I’m not lying at all Dan” I said, getting into bed. I shifted onto my side, facing away from Dan. It was dark so he couldn’t see me smiling like an idiot, if he did, my cover would have been blown. Dan comes up behind me, and wraps him arms around my waist, pulling me into him so that his chest was pressed right up against my back. He started placing little kisses along my shoulder, His hands and fingers slowly tracing down along my hips and thighs. He knew what he was doing because I could feel the curved edges of his smile in every kiss. I pulled his hands back up to my waist. 

“What are you doing?” 

“Oh come on love, don’t you want to. I’m pretty sure I can prove that you want it” His hands started making their way to my inner thighs but I pulled them back up before he could reach there

“Dan. Stop. Please.” 

“No, I just don’t get it. Why do you want to do this, You’re driving me crazy, especially when you look like that” His voice was getting lower, Sounding so much hotter “You look so good in my clothes, but tell me your lying, If it’s better sex you want” Dan flips him self on top of me and pushes his lips into mine with such force I had never experienced before, He kisses me a few times more and then bites my bottom lip pulling back. “Then it’s better sex you’re going to get.” 

I didn’t know how to say no at this point. He was so forceful, Passionate and full of lust, which was different. But I loved it so much and I was curious to see where he could take this. “I, I don’t know Dan. I mean it sounds amazing” 

“Then don’t say no” he says, bringing his lips up to my neck, Sucking on my sweet spot. I was in far too deep to say no now.

“Oh alright” I said, holding back a moan as he continues, sloppily kissing my neck, leaving hickeys and love bites along the way, It felt so amazing. 

no sooner I said that both of our shirts were off. Dan took his lips and wrapped them around my breast, sucking and dragging his teeth between the nipple whilst tweaking the other between his finger tips. He had never done this so rough before, and as sensitive as it was. It made me feel alive, like every nerve in my body was jitterting. My back arched slightly and i moaned between my teeth. Dan switched sides, and kissed all over my chest afterwards. 

“God you’re so beautiful” He said as his hand slinked its way down to my covered heat. Dan smashed his lips into mine and dragged his fingertips over my panties where he could already feel everything he needed to know

“Wow, so wet already baby, you were lying to me weren’t you?” 

I could feel his hot breath, I didn’t care whether I was lying anymore or not I just wanted him and wanted him then and there. I nodded as I brought his lips to mine, sliding my tongue along his bottom lip, practically just begging him for entrance, but he wouldn’t give it to me. Instead he brought his lips up to my ear and whispered

“My my, You lied to me, What am i going to do with you?” Whilst rubbing little circles along my panties. This was a different Dan. But holy christ I was so horny, that I would just let him do whatever he wanted. Dan looked down at me and could see I was struggling, getting wetter with each circle he rubbed. His lips were still st my neck, breathing that hot air which wasn’t helping my situation. 

“Maybe i should tease you like you did to me all night? Does that sound good to you, because it definitely wasn’t for me. I think you should experience that too” 

“Oh come on Dan don’t be like that” 

He just simply smirked, taking his hand away from my panties. he pulled down his boxers and tossed them on the floor, his erection springing and slapping itself on my stomach as Dan hovered over me. He sat up and looked at me, Holding his length in has hand. I got up and took it into my grip. If Dan wanted to tease me, then I would simply just make him beg for it first. I slid my tongue over his tip, dragging it slowly up the slit. When it twitched I glanced up at Dan and gave him a smirk, and at that point he knew exactly what i was up to. I flicked my tongue over it again and again, I could hear him moan, He grabbed my hair and told me to get on with it. I tried to play it out as long as I could, but something took over him and he just slid his length into my mouth, getting me to deep throat him with every thrust. As different as this was, I was excited by how much control he was forcing. When he stopped he told me to lie down, stripping the panties from my hips. 

He smirked at me, starting off by kissing the inside of my thighs. He was doing it so painfully slow that I realised this was pay back for before. after he had his fun, he brought his fingers to my core and began to rub little patterns around. I twitched and let out a moan.

“Ahh, Daan” 

“See what happens when you tease me love.” 

“Okay okay, you win, Pleasee” 

He took his fingers and began to pump inside me, starting off slow, and i mean so slow, he was going to drag this out as much as he could and there was not a single thing I could do about it. He speeds up a little, but not much, I’m holding my lip between my teeth and he sees this. Dan slides his fingers out and then in deeper than before, causing a hitch in my breath. He picks up the pace. I start to feel it welling up in my stomach. I moan, gripping the sheets and Dan smiles

“Getting close there baby?” 

I couldn’t say anything because I was too busy dragging out another moan, so I just simply nod. He starts going so fast that the feeling intensifies, I can’t hold it in much longer

“Daan, I’m gonna-” 

“Come on baby, come for me” 

And with that, I clench around his fingers, then just release, letting out my climax. I moan out his name, but I don’t get time to recover as Dan pulls me up from the bed. He smashes his lips into mine, allowing the entrance I begged for earlier, Our tongues danced along each other as he leans me against the wall. The make out session becomes intense ad heated. His hands travelling down my body until his reached my ass. He grabs it and between kisses he tell me to jump. I do what he says, and Now I’m against the wall, my hands are tangled in his brown hair, His lips sunk into mine, He pulls away for a second and looks at me

“Are you ready?” 

I nodded and then brought his lips back to mine. Dan slid his length inside me and starts pushing his hips into mine, my back hitting the wall time after time causing me to moan out his names more times than I could count. Dan was grunting and moaning each time he pushed, and It was so hot. 

“Oh Fuck. (Y/n). I’m close” 

I nodded that it okay for him to finish, and soon after he reached his climax, with me reaching mine soon after. We both rode out our highs where we were both, panting, sweaty messes. Dan looked up at me and smiled. My legs were still wrapped around him, I kissed him softly, tender like. Dan carried me to bed where we both laid out in the position we started in. He held me so close, it was a loving moment. Dan buried his head into the crook of my neck and whispered

“How about we don’t tease me like that next time?”

“Why, wasn’t it fun” I would have winked, but my back was to him

“as fun it is was, I wasn’t kidding when I said you drove me crazy” 

Unless this is totally unprofessional // Michael Clifford

You sigh as you take a look at your schedule: a ten minute break and then 5 more parents to go. Which means that it will take at least another hour before you can go home. It wasn’t that you didn’t love your job as a high school English teacher, the smiles you get when your students get your grammatical explanations is very rewarding, but you’d like to drown some of their parents. Middle-aged men and women who believe it’s your entire fault that their daughter is failing your class.

You speed out of your classroom to the teacher’s room to get some coffee before your next ‘clients’ arrive. When you return to your seat, you look at your schedule again. Ah, the troublemaker’s parents. No wait, father. Parents aren’t together, the father has custody. Other things you should remember? Good grades, bad behaviour. That’s basically the problem with Jordan.

At exactly 19:00 you hear a knock on the door. Right on time. You yell at them to come in. You don’t look at the door as you struggle to find Jordan’s grade overview. You only look up when you hear someone clear their throat. When you see what was making the sound, you feel the wind getting knocked out of you. In front of you sits a beyond handsome man, probably mid tirties. He has black hair and a piercing through his eyebrow, something you’re usually not very fond of but it works for him. He’s leaning back in his seat, one of his legs casually swung over the other. He’s smirking at you, with his big pink lips just begging to be kis-

Whoa. Hold up. Focus. You shake yourself slightly and also clear your throat.

“I’m sorry, Mr Clifford. It’s been quite a long day…” You say as you stare into his eyes. They’re a beautiful shade of green. You hear a soft chuckle. “No need to apologize. I understand it must be tiring to hear dozens of parents complain about why their kids aren’t raised well enough by you.” You raise your eyebrows at him.

“And you’re not here to complain about Jordan?” You ask Mr. Clifford as you too lean back in your chair, your hands clutching your cup of coffee. He places his hands on his shin, shrugging his shoulders. “Naw. I’m just here to explain why he can be such a pain in the ass in your class. He isn’t like that in other classes.” You nodd at him. “So I’ve heard. Why is my class special?”

“He gets distracted by someone.” You inwardly groan as he keeps smirking at you. Not another 15 year old who gets distracted by your looks. You’re one of the youngest teachers in the school, and not really unattractive. It wouldn’t be the first time that one of those horny teenagers had a crush on you.

“What? You think it’s you?” You hear him say. He chuckles again and continues. “Relax. He’s not distracted by you.” You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. “Oh thank god.” When he looks at you funny, you add: “What? It has happened before.”

“And I totally understand why.” You stare at him confused. What did he mean by that? “But Jordan is distracted by another student of yours, Jessie. He kind of has a thing for her, and disturbs your classes to impress her.”

You put down your coffee and rest your arms on your desk. You intwine your fingers and rest your head on them. “How do you know that, Mr. Clifford?”

“He told me. And you can call me Michael.” Your eyes widen. No parent had ever told you to call them by their first name. You try to play off your shocked expression because of his first sentense. “He told you? I-I mean… A lot of 13 year olds would rather eat a bee than talk to their dad about their love life.”

Michael smiles at you. “Oh yeah, I would’ve. But Jordan and I are close. I had him when I was 16. His mother wanted nothing to do with him, but I did. I’ve raised him all by myself, with a little help from my parents of course. I was there for him for every moment, which made us really close. He tells me almost everything, including things about Jessie.” You nodd at him, impressed by his life story. A quick equation brings you to the conclusion that Michael’s 29, the exact same age as you. No! Bad girl! This is a parent.

“Oh, whoa. And he’s such a bright young man, you’ve raised him brilliantly.” You say, a little too enthusiastically.

“Thanks. I’d like to think so. But where did I go wrong, though? What is he doing to disturb your lessons?” He says. One of his hands supporting his face. You let out a soft sigh. “Well, you should know that my classes are usually pretty quiet. I like silence when the kids are working for them selves and for the last few weeks, Jordan didn’t really listen to me. He’d keep trying to crack jokes.” Kendall starts laughing and you look at him offended. Was he making fun of the way you’re teaching? Was he gonna say that I should stop whining and being so uptight?

“I’m sorry.” You surprisingly hear him say. “It’s just that, I did the exact same thing when I was around his age. Making jokes to get the ladies. Worked for awhile as well, until I knocked one up.” You can’t help but smile at him again. This man was so open about his life, and it actually made you understand Jordan’s behaviour. Not that you approved of it now. It just makes sense.

“Though it’s the best thing that ever happened to you.” You say and he smiles at you, nodding his head. “It is. And don’t worry, I’ll talk to him. Tell him to keep the jokes outside of class.”

“That would be appreciated, thank you.” You glance at your watch, and see that you only have one more minute left with him. “Well, I guess that’s it then.” You say and Michael stands up. You see him grab a pen and a card out of the inside pocket of his jacket. He scribbles something on it and hands it to you.

“I don’t know when you’ll be done here, but give me a call as soon as you’re ready. That is, if you want to get a coffee with me, or something….” You stare at the card and then back at him with wide eyes. He notices and starts to freak out. “Unless this is totally unprofessional… It is, isn’t it? I’m sorry, it’s just that you have something that makes me want to get to know you and oh my god you’re my son’s English teacher I can’t believe that I-”

“Michael!” You interrupt his ramblings with a grin on your face. “I would love to get a coffee. I’ll call you around eight. Is that okay?” It takes him a few seconds to get his smirk back in place.

“That’s very much okay. I knew it’d come in handy that I send Jordan to a friend to spend the night.” And with a wink he left the classroom. In exchange for him, two grey-haired people entered the room. They look pissed. Here we go.


It’s about an hour later when you’re ready to go home. Or well, home, you weren’t sure where exactly you’re going. While you walk through the empty hallways of the school you grab your phone out of your bag, together with the little card Michael gave you. You diall his number. You grip your phone in your hand and hold it close to your ear. It rings once, twice… Your nerves almost convince you to hang up, go home and forget about the tall, handsome man you met only a little over an hour ago.

“Hello?” You hear on the other side of the line. You take a deep breath before you speak. “Hi.” You softly say. “I was hoping you’d call.” He says and suddenly, with those words, your confidence is back.

“I told you I would. So where can I find you?” You ask him. It takes a few seconds before he answers. “I um… I’m in the school parking lot.” Your mouth falls open. He hadn’t even left? He was that sure you would call? Normally cockiness like this would turn you off, but with Michael, it actually makes you more excited to see him again. By now you’re walking outside, entering the parking area.

“Okay, where?” You look around frantically, wanting to see his face. “I see you.” You hear him tell you on the other side of the line. The tone in his voice was way more sensual than it was a few seconds ago. “You look even more beautiful than before. Have you dolled yourself up for me?” You let out a chuckle.

“If by dolled up you mean getting yelled at by parents and having run my hand through my hair about a thousand times, then yes.” By this time you had stopped walking, not sure of where you’re supposed to go. You look around you, phone pressed tightly against your ear. Not wanting to miss a word he’s saying.

“Close enough. I didn’t know you were wearing such a tight skirt. Do you do that in your classes too? Cause if so, it’s no wonder you distract your students.” He says and you’re not sure whether you should be flattered or offended, because yes, you always wear tight skirts. It’s the only piece of clothing that makes you feel femine, and gives you the opportunity to move freely at the same time.

“…I’m being very inappropriate, aren’t I?” You laugh. At first he tries to be sexy and mysterious, and the next second he’s worried if he’s done the wrong thing.

“It’s not really inappropriate, it’s… rather a little odd for me.” You say in your phone, and befire you can hear an answer, the line goes dead. You take a look at your phone and glare at the device. Not a good time to break down! You almost start a rant against your phone until you hear a voice behind you. “Why is this odd for you?”

You let out a scream and almost let your phone drop. You turn around to face the man of the hour. You sigh softly. “Is it too early to get deep?” You ask him. He wraps his arm around your shoulders and leads you to his car, or so you assume.

He shruggs. “Nahh, might as well get to know you better before I talk you in to my bed.”


(the night)

“if you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends…” i sing along dancing away in the hotel room on just dance till i finish and i was about to die 

“your pretty god y/n” i hear thomas say behind me 

“thanks, i didnt even know you where here” i say running my hand though my hair looking for another song to do “oh i had the time of my lifes on here” i smile “oh but its two people” i sigh 

“no problem love” i hear thomas say as hes now beside me having taken off his jacket so we start it and we were pretty good only getting three moves wrong the whole song we even did all the bits like in the movie till we went for the final lift and he dropped me “sorry” he says as we collapse on the floor luckily the song is over 

“its fine thomas” i laugh we kept laughing about it till he leaned up and kissed me after that i pulled away and got back up “uh okay, one more song” i say as he stands up with me and runs his hands all over me one going down my waist the other into my hair as he kisses my neck now removing his shirt and trying to undo mine “oi, one more song then you can have your fun” i tell him 

“fine, gotta work for it i see, what about that?” he asks as the screen was on livin’ la vida loca so i sighed and agreed as it was a very sexual dance between two people we got a maybe half way thought it him constantly having to pull me closer and me having to grind on him alot about one whole minuet to the end he stops it and makes out with me so i turned off the tv and we went to his room…

(end of the premier)

i had just finished watching the movie the credits beging to roll i was kinda sad it was ending everyone was pleased with the movie but the other guys seemed to be laughing how do you laugh after such a sad ending till the credits move to the side of the screen and a video starts of dylan and ki hong “we just got back from set and we can hear music thomas and y/n are dancing in there room” they say and the camera moves to see thought a crack in the door me and thomas dancing to i had the time of my life all the romantic stuff and such it then cuts to all the grinding and such from livin la vida loca

“Dylan im gonna fucking kill you” i hear thomas say as we got outside and i sore Dylan running for his life