Maid - Joker x Reader imagine part 5 (ok whats happening ive gotten so far)

a/n: HIIIII *nervously sweats and smiles* i cant believe im writing another part with 600 followers, this is insane! i love you all so much. so this part is like… idk they talk and such. i just got this idea. btw, it’s immediately after the last part, immediately, okay? and oh, the joker has two bathrooms - one with a bath and the other has been mentioned before. oh the picture isnt mine - its not the best joker edit cause he has eyebrows here and his eyes arent dark but i will forgive the person :D

characters: why do i bother but JOKER and READER

warnings: nudity, smut once in a while, bathing together (idk is that a warning? :D)

J stood up from the bed, looking at me. The emotions in his eyes were changing. It looked like he was trying to resist something. With a growl, he placed his hands on my sides and lifted me off the bed, placing me on my feet. He reached out his hand and I looked at it. I was still a bit afraid of him, he could kill me too. Any moment. J then took my hand in his, not caring about the way I looked at it. He never took my hand, either home or in public, and it felt weird, different. He dragged me to the door of his bigger bathroom and faced me.

“Stay here.” J said, pointing his finger at me. I nodded. He opened the door and went into the room. I sighed. Couldn’t I just go to sleep? I was so tired… How wasn’t he? All day out, business, sex, and he could still ran around the world. How is that possible? 

What was he doing in the bathroom? He never did anything by himself except killing people. 

J returned shortly after I started wondering about his actions and he pulled me into the room, closing the door after. He had turned on the lights, and I heard the water running in the bath. There were towels on the floor next to it. He had prepared a bath for me? For us?

I looked at him, he seemed calm. He walked me to the bath - it was in the size to fit four people next to each other on the small side, but ten people next to each other on the longer side. He again placed his hands on my sides and placed me into the bath full of warm water. 

J got in himself and laid down, so only his shoulders and head were out of the water. His hand stretched out for me and I hesitantly gave him my hand. J pulled me down, so I was laying on him and moved us up in a sitting position. I was sitting between his legs, mine around his waist, my back against the side of the bath. We were in such position that there was no way he didn’t like to show that he was in charge. Joker turned off the water and turned back around to me. His one hand on my cheek, and the other one on the back of my thigh, J looked me deep in the eyes.

“I feel like…” he looked up, in thought, then looked back at me. “There is something bothering you, angel.” He stated. “You haven’t spoken much, you act a little different. Can you tell me what’s going on?”

I took in a deep breath and exhaled, looking down, avoiding his gaze. I have to tell him, even if he’ll think I’m vulnerable and weak. If he wants to know, he will.

“I-I’m afraid..” I finally said.

“Afraid?” His non-existent eyebrows furrowed above his eyes and he lifts my chin up to him. “Of what?”

“I-I, it’s-”

“Is it my men? I can-”

“No, it’s not them.”

“Who is it then? Have you got somebody outside our home you’re afraid of? Your family? Friends?”

“No, J, it’s….” I sighed out a shaky breath. 

“Go on, tell me what you’re afraid of.”

“I’m.. afraid of you.” I said, looking him in the eyes.

“Me?” His face was a mix of several emotions. He drew back just a little bit. “Why? Did I…” his face hit the sight of realisation, “Oh..” J was looking down while a few tears escaped my eyes. “Why does me killing a man scare you?”

“Why? Why? Maybe because that’s never happened to me.” I gained courage, I spoke, looking him in the eyes. “I have never seen you or anybody else kill someone. You were nice-ish to him and then you just shot him! Makes me think that you could kill me any moment.”

“If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it long ago and you know that, doll.” His face was close to mine again, his hands on both sides of my neck on the bath’s edge. “But.. since you’re loyal and I enjoy your company, I’m not going to kill you. I like you too much to kill you.”

“That doesn’t change the fact that I’m scared of you! You terrified me tonight. You shot a man in the head and didn’t change a shade. How can a person do that?…”

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, sweets, but… I’m not a regular person. Am I even a person? Who knows?” J chuckled. “But you don’t have to be afraid of me. Or anything else. I will protect you at all costs, my dear angel.” His hand stroked my cheek, placing his thumb in between my lips. “Does that ease your mind at any way?” He asked and I nodded. 

J moved his lips down to mine and kissed them roughly as his hand slid down my body and stopped at my heat, placing his hand over it. I inhaled a sharp breath and kissed him back, reaching my arms around his neck, pulling him deeper into me. As his tongue entered my mouth, his fingers teased my entrance, making me whimper into his mouth. J pulled back suddenly.

“Do you want to touch me, baby doll?”

“What?” His words took me by surprise. 

“I said, do you want to touch me?” He repeated. “Can you touch me, doll? You’ve never touched me.” He spoke in my ear, stopping the actions of his fingers.

“Well, I-I..” I stuttered. “I don’t have much experience.” I admitted.

“Oh, I can teach you, baby.” He smirked. “Do you want me to?”

“Y-yes,” I replied, “If you do.”

“I very much do.” He said, laughing quietly. “Give me your hand.” J said, reaching out his other hand for mine. I put my hand in his and he guided it down between us(a/n: jesus h christ i swear to you i havE NEVER WRITTEN SOMETHING LIKE THIS IN MY LIFE SO IF ITS HORRIBLE IM SORRY IM JUST NOT A FAN OF …. DOING THIS TO A MAN). My breaths were shaky, I had never touched a male in that way before, I was nervous. He placed my hand on his member and started slowly moving it up and down. “Slowly, slowly…” he said and then let go of my hand, leaving it there. I looked at him. “Go on.” J urged and I nodded. Wrapping my fingers around, my hand slowly, gently moved up and down his length. J closed his eyes at the feeling and his hand worked on my intimate area, fingers pressing down, drawing circles. I moaned, my hand wrapping around his cock (a/n: god i hate this word) tighter and J groaned out.

“Oh, J…” I moaned out in a high-pitched voice when he entered me with his fingers. I started moving my hand faster up and down at the pleasure J was giving me.

“Yes, baby girl, just like that…” He sighed into my ear, curling his fingers and I was a moaning mess before him. Our actions continued for a while until we were both moaning and groaning each other’s names, close to our peak. I moved my hand up one last time before I felt him cum in my hand (a/n: ok so maybe this is against some erotic physics bc i’ve heard that a male can only cum once, while women can cum multiple times in a row but you know what? this is an imagine, this is not supposed to be reality so idgaf :)))) ). J’s fingers continued to work on me, he pressed his thumb on my clit and I moaned loudly.

“Cum, baby, come for me..” him whispering into my ear was what it took for me to reach my orgasm. Moans and J’s name left my mouth multiple times and I finally came over my high. I sighed, J taking his fingers out and chuckling. I was so tired, I could fall asleep at any moment. 

“That was wonderful, baby,” Joker spoke, smiling. “You did great.” He complimented, making me smile tiredly at him. He leaned down to my level - at the lack of energy I had, I was leaned back into the bath - and kissed my lips with a growl. 

“That was your first time touching a man, wasn’t it?” He asked and I nodded for a reply. “Your hands seemed so innocent…. As you do. No matter how many times I’ve fucked you and done other dirty things to you, you always look innocent and pure.” J spoke, making me laugh a little. J smiled at me laughing, it was a genuine smile. “Tell me… when I fucked you for the first time, was it… your first time?”

“Well…” I trailed off, sitting up straight so I was in his level, “my first time was with an asshole boyfriend from high school, but he never went all the way in… let’s just say, he didn’t reach my virginity wall so I don’t think it counted. God, that guy was a jerk…”

“Was he really? You know I could-”

“J, it’s alright, he wasn’t abusive or anything, don’t worry.” I stopped him. “He was just really annoying.”

“Well, then…. Do you regret having me take your first time?”

“No, I don’t.” I almost whispered, shaking my head with a smile.

“Flattering.” Joker purrs in my ear, his hands on my sides.

“J, I want to ask you something.”

“Anything, my doll.” He said, placing a kiss on my cheekbone. 

“Who’s Harley? The man mentioned her.”

“And why would anything he said be true? He didn’t do his part of the deal, so why should you take what he said to your head?”

“I saw the way your face changed when he mentioned her name. Tell me about her, I want to know.” I said.

“I’ll tell you, fine. Harley was a… beloved toy of mine for some time. Unfortunately for her, she left me a while ago. Even though she’s strong and knew how to fight, she couldn’t resist me after all. So I just… got rid of her one day.”

“Oh…” I replied. “Do you miss her?”

“No, I don’t. Never did.”

“Did you love her?”

“I don’t like that word, baby doll, never use it again in that context.” He growled. “But I didn’t. I told her I did, but I just used her for business.” As he spoke, i furrowed my brows, listening. “She was strong, naive and in love. Annoying, also. She realised it only after a long time and left.” He finished and there was silence for a while.

“You would… never do that to me, right, J?” I asked, my arms around my legs, knees resting against my bare chest. 

“Of course, not, doll.” J answered, resting his chin on one of my knees. “You’re different than her, better than her. More beautiful, smarter.”

“And how do I know you’re not lying to me now like you lied to Harley?”

“I told you that I would never treat you like her.” He sternly spoke. “But I also know that you’re smarter than her, you know when people are lying and when they’re telling the truth. So,” he traced his finger up my leg, “can you tell if I’m lying when I tell you that I will take care of you, keep you safe, never treat you like Harley… That you’re better, different, beautiful, smarter, attracting… Am I lying to you?” 

I decided to change things up a bit and smirked. I put my hands flat up against his chest and pushed him to the other side of the bath. Closer to the large window, where the moonlight was shining down. J was sat up against the bath’s side and I put my legs around his waist once again, my hand on his cheek.

“You’re not lying to me, I can see that.” I replied. “But have you ever lied to me?”

“I don’t think so, my dear angel.” He said, and rose up a little bit so he was even slightly above me. He hated to be the little one. “Have you ever lied to me?”

“No, J, I haven’t. And I promise I never will.” I said and kissed him on the lips. He felt different now. It felt like he was… in my power. What? Did I really have the Joker… weak? For me… 

He kissed back, trying to regain his power, but I wouldn’t let him. I wanted to take the chance of controlling him. I pushed him down and kissed him again, harder, my hand latching into his hair. I gripped his glowing green hair, tugging tightly on the roots and J let out a groan of pleasure, I think.

“Do you like that now?” I whispered with a smirk. J must’ve caught up with what I was trying to do and 4pushed me away slightly. He laughed and sat up, taking my wrists in his hands. 

“Nobody can be above me. Nobody can out-power me.” He snarled. “Now, you better apologise to Daddy before he changes his mind about being in a good mood.” He warned. Well, I have learned my lesson to never try that again.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I will never do that again.” I spoke in a more innocent tone that I wanted to. 

“Good.” He said. “Never try it again or Daddy will be very, very angry.” He warned and I nodded. “What do you want to do now, angel face?” His mood immediately changed. “Do you want to continue bathing or do you want to play a little…?” Joker smirked. Was he so turned on all the time? Always in the mood…

“I don’t know..” I trailed off. “What do you want to do?”

“I think Daddy wants to play some more. Would my doll mind?”

“I think your doll would very much enjoy that.” I smiled at him. 

“Why don’t you turn Daddy on a bit more? Could you do that, baby?”

“I could.” I smirked and moved a bit lower on him, right above his member. I moved around it, grinding down on J with my eyes closed. I got myself turned on, moving around his cock to get him hard. My mouth hang open as moans left my mouth, my breasts lowering onto J’s neck every time I went down.

“Alright, doll, that’s enough.” J spoke, holding my hips down to stop my movements. He was looking right into my eyes when he lowered me onto his length, making me moan out. J actually loved it when I was on top of him, he never told me, but he didn’t need to - I could see it, feel it even. He was always watching me intently from below, getting turned on more and more by the sight before him.

By my hips, he guided me up and then down again. He was going painfully slow, but he liked to tease me. I moaned out, eyes closing at the wonderful feeling and mouth agape caused by the moans. 

“P-please go faster, Daddy…” I begged and he moaned out himself. As asked, he picked up his pace to a deviously fast one, pounding in and out of me like there was no tomorrow. I was screaming, moaning, yelping, making very sound possible come out of my mouth. 

J placed one hand on my back and lowered my body down on his, kissing between my breasts. It drove me completely mad. I brought my nails down his chest to get relief somehow, scratching the pale white skin. There would be marks. His grip on my hips tightened so much it was painful, he was controlling my body in every way.

“O-oh, my God…” I moaned out. J whispered encouragements into my ear and I came for the third time tonight, along with him (a/n: damn joker trash back at it again with breaking the erotic physics rules). I fell on top of him once he had pulled out of me and breathed loudly, heavily. 

“Are you tired, baby girl?” J asked. I nodded, unable to speak. “I’ve tired you out, my doll. Rest now, I’ll take care of you.” He said and I rested my head against his chest. I traced over his many tattoos and got an idea.

“Daddy?” I asked with my last energy.


“Can I get a tattoo?”

“Of course, sweets.” I heard him say right before I drifted off into sleep.


Hey guys!! So I hit 1k two months ago, I think and I have been wanting to do a FF for that but I haven’t been able to… Mostly because I was lazy traveling, and then I got home but school started. :(  But whatever it’s the weekend now, so here’s me showing my love to all of these awesome blogs!! No faves because I love you all! :) Thank you for 1.2k!!!!

Ah, okay just in case~ I follow some awesome blogs from other fandoms (marvel/stevetony) and I decided that I wasn’t going to section that off somewhere else. :) [also bc some spn blogs I follow have marvel URLs and I get so confused lol]

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@1940sdeancas@a-posse-magnet  ✿ @acklescollins@adorablecocklesnet@adoringjensen@agentfreewill@almaasi@alternaurora@amorecas@angeldoveyt@angelecas@angelicdmitri@anthonystqrk@arthonystark@artinggrace  ✿ @artingkrusca@ask-the-stark@ask-tinycas@ask-tinycas-nsfw@askdeancas@assbuttintheimpalafiction@astraliscas@autumnwhisp@awed-frog@backinlimbo@bakasara@bakingmouse@baneme-art@bbycas@beestiels ✿ @bellisle-destiel ✿ @bert-and-ernie-are-gay@bibrosbelike ✿ @bisexualdemondean ✿ @blossomsinthemist@bootycap@boyfrienddean@boykingdom@brandnewfashion@buckyackles@buckynatism@but-im-just-amy@byebros@byebrosz@candydean  ✿ @cas-you-assbutt-dean-needs-you@casandmishasmiles  ✿ @casblues@casdroid  ✿ @casgrace@casifernovak  ✿ @casinthongs@casisanidjit  ✿ @cassammydean@castasticgraphics  ✿ @casthegrumpy@casthewise  ✿ @castiel-in-white-boxers@castiel-knight-of-hell  ✿ @castiel-left-his-mark-on-me@castielnovak  ✿ @castiels-playdoll@castiels-pumpkin@castielsentries@castieltherebel  ✿ @castihalo@castlelions@caswinchester@casxade  ✿ @cavtainrogers@chiyume  ✿ @chuckshvrley@cineastette  ✿ @civilstark@classicalssu@cocklestrashbin  ✿ @collectionofdestiel@constiellation  ✿ @consulting-cannibal@crashingcas

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@dahliasheng  ✿ @dailychrisevans@dailycockles  ✿ @dailydeancas@dammitjensen  ✿ @danistiel@danneelvickigenevieve  ✿ @dchanberry  ✿ @dean-and-castiel-winchester  ✿ @dean-bangs-cas-in-the-impala  ✿ @deanandcasandtheau  ✿ @deancasheadcanons  ✿ @deanfucker  ✿ @deansanchor  ✿ @deansentries  ✿ @deansmanlyfeels@deansmom  ✿ @deanstwistedsoul  ✿ @denimwrappednightmare@destiel-and-moose@destieldrabblesdaily  ✿ @destielfanfic  ✿ @destielfanworks  ✿ @destielintheimpala  ✿ @destielmycockles  ✿ @devoutdean  ✿ @diminuel  ✿ @dirtyovercoat  ✿ @dreamyjensen  ✿ @dtkrushnics  ✿ @dudewheresmypie  ✿ @dumplingdean  ✿ @elysiumeleison  ✿ @erilehnsherr  ✿ @eriquin  ✿ @euclase  ✿ @everybodyilovedies  ✿ @everypaneofglass@fallenfortherighteous@fem-deanwinchester@fiercedean@firestartercas@flydestiel@frafru@freckledwings@frecklesandfeathers@fucktoydean@fvckingjensen@galaxystiel@gayaliengem@gayirongirl@gazetiel@ghostsfacer@glassclosetcastiel@glowingdean@hailxcas@he-is-lightning-in-a-bottle@here-comes-the-cas@heyacas@huntermisha@iammattcohen4real@ibelieveinthelittletreetopper@ichaichalivinglegacy@idontwikeit@impalartsociopath@inacatastrophicmind@indecentdestiel@ireallyshouldbedrawing@irensupernatural@itironman

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  • i’ve told all my friends about this…now its coming To The Public
  • ok so
  • i feel very strongly that ransom and holster go on a roadtrip to all the great american cities like nyc, dc, chicago, etc for their honeymoon 
  • and when they go to new york ransom obviously surprises holster with a tour of nbc studios 
  • and they’re going on the tour and they run into like tina fey or smth because she’s there for some reason,,,,lets say that shes hosting snl this week that seems plausible
  • and holster is like holy….shit. hes like cryin. he falls to the floor, he can see the light, he knows that these are his final moments…
    • tina: is that man okay
    • ransom: yes he just really loves your show 30 rock he’s a big fan
    • tina: nice
    • ransom: :)
    • tina: so what brings you two here
    • ransom: our honeymoon he loves all these shows so i surprised him by taking him here
    • tina: oh how sweet how about i give you a private tour as a wedding gift (this is probably illegal,,,,,,but also its an au and i will do what i want)
  • and holster just,,,,,, stops breathing
  • and then they go on a tour like to the studio where snl and late night are filmed and holster meets like,,,, everyone
  • and he gets pictures with jimmy fallon and the entire cast of snl and seth meyers and al roker and just everyone he loves
  • hes just,,,,, so happy
  • and ransom is like so happy because HES happy 
  • also because he got to meet leslie jones. who wouldnt be happy about that
  • (ransom doesn’t really follow tv?? like holster was like !!! holy shit i get to meet TARAN KILLAM and ransom is just like ….who tf is that. but he knows leslie jones and kate mckinnon from ghostbusters and he meets them and is just Shook)
  • holster is just like buzzing with excitement hes like a puppy
  • he acts so cool and calm with all of the people they meet
  • but when they get back to their hotel he just starts like… crying. 
  • and ransoms like are u ok 
  • holsters like no,,,,,,i just love u so much,,,,,and now i have a picture of me and you with leslie jones i dont deserve this?? what The Heck 
  • dont tell me this is unrealistic,,,,u could meet tina fey at rockefeller she probably lives there

anonymous asked:

Can you write a really short, quick thing about doing something random with Bucky?

Originally posted by heartsandwheels

“Nope! You did it wrong again!” You squeaked happily, pushing gently at Steve’s chest. He rolled his eyes and let out a laugh. 

“I’m not good at hand games!” He objected, but you insisted he would get it, even if it was the last thing you did. 

“Okay, I’ll run through it one more time, okay? It’s just like a complicated patty-cake.” You showed him the hand routine again, singing the lyrics as you went. “Rockin’ the tree tops all day long, hoppin’ and a-boppin’ and singing his song. All the little birdies on Jaybird Street love to hear the robin go tweet, tweet, tweet!” 

“Emphasis on complicated, (Y/N)!” He exclaimed and you chuckled at his face. 

“Bet I can do it!” Bucky cut in. He had been silently watching the two of you play. He hopped off the kitchen counter and sauntered toward you, confidence in his stride. He held out his hands. 

Originally posted by gottaliveituptoday

“Alright, lemme see what you got, Barnes.” You grinned. You started out slow and let him get comfortable, picking up the pace with every line of the song. He kept up with you, smiling so widely his cheeks must have ached. “Faster, Bucky!” You squealed, your hands starting to tingle from clapping for so long. 

At the end of the song, you kicked your feet happily. “You did it!” 

“I know, told you I could do it! You didn’t even have to show me how!” He bragged, raising an eyebrow at Steve. 

“You were watching when she showed me!” Steve yelled with a laugh. 

So, I just hit 201 followers today! (or if you take my Mondo Sideblog at @crxzy-dixmond into account, 273 but shhh details details) I don’t see why I got that many followers – I’m sure there are way better Kuzuryuus/Mondos out there that actually reply to things more often than I do, but ahhh I’m so grateful that you all have decided to put up with me and my bullshit <3. I’ve only been here about two months come September 5th, but I just want to let you all know you are one of the most welcoming rp communities I have ever been a part of.

Now then, I absolutely love you all to tears, but I am running on like four hours of sleep and have been all week because college is a bitch, so I’m like super sorry if I can’t think of anything to say for all of you wonderful people ^^”

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Okay, but imagine this:

Po and Tigress sleeping together. No, not THAT kind of sleeping together. I mean cuddling up under the blankets facing each other, whispering back and forth until their eyelids get heavy, giggling and interlocking their fingers and fighting to stay awake just a little bit longer so this moment doesn’t have to end just yet. The two of them just reveling in a pure and innocent love.

I need this in my life.

costumes-behindthescenes  asked:

I'm sorry if this is intrusive but I haven't been on so I don't know what's going on. I hope your okay darling. Just know your loved and you make many people happy and we can't wait for you to come back so we can see your always smiling face again.

((OOC: It’s not. I’ve just been trying to recollect myself and my wonderful friends have been uber protective and lied for me. I can probably take questions about it sometime later, but I just broke up with someone I have been with for over two years, and now that I have separated myself I have realized that it was quite emotionally abusive and not a healthy thing for me to be in. I’m ok or at least I will be, and Andy and Kp, and Lundy, relic, Laina, I honestly can’t name all the people that have just been wonderful and supportive because you all have been. I’m just telling you tumblr, because you seem concerned and I won’t be rping as much as I used to, because my energy levels are just put, and that’s why I’ve only done like 2 gif sets mocking snape in the past two days, and nothing else. I just thought you guys should know why I’m so awol. Thank you all for your kind words. Talk to you soon


I love my friends soooo much

Okay, so some of you may have known about me working two jobs and just signed up for school. Yeaaa I kinda sorta quit those jobs lol. Idk, too much pressure and its was clouding my view from what I was really going after. I saved up quite to still support my dreams but obviously was going to need more, just something less stressful. 

Jax and my coworkers took the last few days to surprise me with my own working space / office at the building where I can work on everything. I have my own craft space, supplies, etc. Some days a week I’ll be the receptionist here just to keep my money leveled, its the least I can do for Jax since he’s done so much for me. This is going to be so great <33

Going out with Lini tonight (my closest friend here with the purple hair) to celebrate. 

sapphicsapphos  asked:

function scenario: infp in love with another infp

[two INFPs are sitting in a garden]

1: The flowers are so gorgeous!

(Fi: As is INFP 2. [sigh]

Ne: They’re like… they’re like a billion beautiful gardens combined together)

2: Indeed they are, I could just sit here forever.

(Si: I’ll always remember this.)

1: Yeah… but if you do, it will be best to have somebody by your side.


2: [giggling] You’re right. I think sitting here together with you forever would be perfect.

(Te: Okay, let’s see if this works, if this plan works.


1: I think so too.

2: You definitely get me.

(Fi: Somebody pass me a tissue my eyes are leaking

Te: [passes Fi tissues] I know this is because you’re happy, but please don’t start crying. That’s going to be embarrassing.)

1: Heh, if we were to stay here forever I guess we’d get married in this beautiful garden.

(Ne: Okay okay that’s the best thing I’ve ever said to them yet who agrees?

Si: I do!)

2: The flowers are gorgeous, but I’ve seen better.

1: R-really?

(Fi: O H M Y G O D)

2: Those flowers can’t beat your beauty.

1: [blushing] That’s really gay

2: I’m really gay.

1: Me too.

[INFP 1 and 2 are now holding hands]

anonymous asked:

Kuramochi when he fall in love with his best friend from childhood and he see his/her after long time

Anonymous asked: Wishing you a good luck with this wonderful blog! Even though you only have a bit of writing up, I can see that this is probably going to go far! Would you mind if I requested some Kuramochi; maybe somehow involving his laugh? Thank you in advance, and an extra good luck! ouo

okay so these two prompts are super freaking cute and I feel like they just belong together!! So I combined them!!  I think any partner of Kuramochi would secretly have the biggest thing for his laugh !!! It’s just so him, y’know?

I hope you enjoy this! I’ve had it drafted for the longest time bc I just didn’t know how to end it, so I hope this is okay! ~Admin Tress

also ft. the spiderman kiss (partially at least) bc that’s hella freaking cute

~Admin Tress

“‘Mochi,” they said suddenly, looking up at him from where they had their head in his lap, “I love your laugh.”

Kuramochi stopped attacking pixelated monsters long enough to glance down at them, a questioning look in his eyes. “Really? You’re weird, [Name].”

His childhood friend sat up, closing the book they had been reading so they could look him in the eye. “Maybe.” Pause. “But I mean it.”

The screen went black, signalling that his character had just died. With a sigh, he switched off the console, looking up to find [Name] staring at him with an unusually serious expression.

It was…strange? Nerve-wracking? To be on the receiving end of their scrutiny. For some reason it made his palms sweaty and the room suddenly get 10 degrees warmer. Heat prickled uncomfortably on the back of his neck, like when he knew he had failed a test and Kataoka was arising from the depths of hell to give him the most humiliating scolding yet.

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I was tagged by @poetattemptsfiction

I need to recommend my two favorite stories. 

Okay, so…yeah. I’m not good at this sort of self-promotion thing. But, because i love @poetattemptsfiction and because I should probably just get over myself already, here it goes. 

I’ve written a lot of fanfic over the years starting wtih Spuffy (Spike/Buffy) back in like the beginning of 2000, maybe even before that. But, over the past few years I’ve written primarily Lokane (Loki/Jane) and Jonsa (Jon/Sansa). 

So I’ll pick a couple of my favorites from each. 


1.Madness: Although Jane was widely hated in this story to the point that I ended up rewriting it to make her more palatable, I enjoyed the hell out of writing the original version. I was drawn to the idea of someone being rather broken emotionally and unable to really emote and express oneself, maybe even someone a little mean, but still having that one person who loves them and tries really damn hard to crack their shell open. I suppose because I’ve known people like this, and unlike in stories and movies, there isn’t always character development. However, in a story you do have to have character development and by the time that came around for Jane, everyone loathed her to the point that I was getting scathing reviews on ff.net. So, I pulled it, and started to rewrite. It’s unfinished. 

2. Shiver, Shiver - it was my second (?) Lokane fic and so much fun to write. I like writing banter, and Loki and Jane were very fun to play with in that respect. 


This one is a little more difficult to think about. I have mixed feelings about all my Jonsa fics for one reason or another. 

1. Two Fool Things: It was my first Jonsa fic, and the most fun. I thought parts of it were funny, and I really love the whole best friends to something more trope. Plus, the title is taken from an Oscar Wilde quote, and Oscar is the man (but only after Lord Byron), so yeah, this one remains one of my favorites. 

2. It’s a toss-up between Lost & Found and Under the Table. Under the Table is now finished and I enjoyed writing it - Jon was a bit more aggressive than the typical Jons I see, and I like bringing that aspect out in him. I like a sweet Jon, but I also like a determined Jon with an edge. 

Lost & Found has been such an interesting and weird story for me. I have mixed emotions about it now. Some days I really like it, and other days I think I hate it. 

I’ll tag: @bluecichlid and @angelwings1980

anonymous asked:

Okay but imagine Allura's dad being pan and so after Alluras mum dies coran is there to help the king in his sorrows because he's his best friend (and crush) so then like 2 years after his wife's death Coran and Alfor start dating and they happily raise Allura together

this is such an angsty thought thinking about allura’s mother dying but also just super lovely because coran helping out king alfor? i was just thinking how pure that would be them two just raising allura coran would be such a wonderful goofy dad?? i can see him giggling around with allura and alfor just absolutely in love with coran adoring them two.

i dont know why btu i have a need for alfor just breaking down being a mess and coran coming in talking him through making him feel whole again and spending so much time around each other feeling so comfortable oh god

everythingsucksfam  asked:

Okay so I just want to share this because I thought of it one day but what if reader became friends with Jyushi after having moved and reader is related to Homura and in love with Jyushi. Later reader finds out that Homura and Jyushi know each other, so reader sets him and Homura up because reader knows they make each other happy, and reader doesn't mind being in the shadows as long as Homura and Jyushi are happy together? I just really want to write a ficlet on this even though it's cliché??

Ooooo okay, so I’ve got two ideas from this.

So the first one I got, say the reader is feeling down (bc of their crush on Jyushi), and Jyushi sees and he can’t have them be sad!! So he tries to cheer them up, but they’re just getting more and more sad because god they love homura but god how’d they let a guy this sweet get away. And sooo Jyushi is like “What’s wrong?? Why isn’t this working???” and they keep telling him to just leave, they’re fine, but obviously they’re not fine and he’s just “?????” until finally they’re just fed up and blurt out smth like, “I love you, okay!! I love you, but you’re with her, and now it just hurts to have you be so.. so close, but yet… so out of reach.. So please… Please just leave.”

Second one is basically the same thing, EXCEPT this time instead of confessing reader chooses to try and make Jyushimatsu hate them so he’ll just go away, it’s just too painful to have him there. They yell at him to leave, they scream, and when that doesn’t work they let out a final attempt at getting him to leave, this being one loud “I hate you!” Jyushimatsu freezes, his heart drops, tears fill his eyes. Looks like your little plan worked, huh.

Aaaa idk I just really like Jyushi and Homura drama junk tbh

davinenaughter  asked:

Okay can I just say I have two friends at my house right now. I looked at my phone and was like "omg has misplaced updated I have irl people what do I do" and it had but I knew one of my friends was reading and loved it too so I'm like aaaah it updated and she's just like OMG READ IT ALOUD so I did your fic is a friend activity I wanted to cry that chapter my emotions omg beautiful perfection as always my queen

OH MYG OD that’s hilarious omfg i can’t believe you and an irl friend both like it!!! aghh that’s so cool haha! thanks to both of you wow

anonymous asked:

Sorry, soonhon anon, i forgot to write the number, 3

Most common argument?

Most people think that they get into constant arguments over the music and choreography, but their thoughts are always just so perfectly aligned when it comes to their performances that it’s almost eerie.

No, when Soonhoon argues, it always revolves around one thing (incident) in particular:

“I’m going to just say this one more time, so you better listen up - if we’re talking about who first developed feelings between the two of us, it was clearly you, okay?”
“Sure, sure whatever you say Mr.-I-secretly-watched-your-audition-through-the-window or should I just shorten that title to stalker?”
“…ok look I’m sorry Jihoonie please put down the guitar. Remember that I love you.”

Send me a ship + a number!

Okay, but a spanner has been thrown in the works. The university that I’m graduating from in two weeks has just emailed me saying that if I go back and do a masters degree with them, they’ll give me a scholarship and pay for 30% of it. 

I am already in debt. But the government would loan me the rest of the money. 

Do I do it? Am I just putting off getting a job? Would I get a better job with a masters?

okay so a short list of plots i wanna do bc man i havent written shit in a bit:

  • dean thomas/ seamus finnigan ship where i can play seamus, during 5th year when they’re in DA, plz i need my boys falling in love okay
  • a hp plot during the triwizard tournament, like a durmstrang student/ hogwart student ship
  • actually, let me play cedric diggory during the tournnament, let;s have some happy moments before he dies, ok
  • another hp plot but during the seventh year while hogwarts is under death eaters’ rules, a ship or a brotp just tryin to deal with stuff
  • and bc of this show, i want a plot about two guys on a swim team just bein bros and bein a lil gay with each other too
  • a seb stan/anthony mackie ship, idk what plot yet but yes, them
  • anderperry where i can play neil plz
  • actually, how about a modern au dead poets society mumu
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Hes happy and everyone else is happy with this and its a thing that some people can do and its love and it doesnt hurt any of the parties involved and … I just wish he could feel happy and secure about this because its such a good thing in his life. Like People love him and he loves them and its okay and its allowed. Wish it felt like it. Sucks that its hard.

there, my friends, you see the issues someone whos polyromantic faces. its easy to love one person. they’re your “most important” person in life. you “love them more than anyone.”

but if you love two, three, four, five- eight people like Sayrus? you cant ever say that and you cant give someone that security. you love just as much as the person who loves one person, but you love several people that much.



p r o m p t   o o 4. .. l e g a c y . ..  . ..  . ..  . ..  . ..  . ..

if i live my life with you, my love, 

then it’s a full life i’ve had indeed.

with ten thousand kisses and one million hugs,

with ninety-three birthdays and forty-six new years,

we’ve lived and loved through decades, my dear,

don’t let time forget me.