chinoiserie-mademoiselle  asked:

Could you write a oneshot where the reader is the wife of Jaime Lannister and they have a son, who looks like his father. To the public, the reader and Jaime looks like the perfect couple, but behind close doors, it is a loveless, political marriage. The reader loves Jaime, but Jaime, although a good father, doesn't reciprocate her feelings (coughCerseicough). However, after many years of hardship together, he finally returns her feelings and tells her for the first time tells her he loves her.

Pairing: Jaime Lannister x Reader
Fandom: GoT ; ASoIaF
Warnings: mentions of abuse/torture ; language

A/N: somehow, my jaime x reader fics always end up 5+ pages and they’re filled with angst. I don’t know why, but it legit only happens with him. anyways, this was.. my god, an INCREDIBLE request. I live for these requests, I really do. I hope you enjoy it my dear!


You closed your eyes and enjoyed the sun on your face for a moment.

King’s Landing was blessed with nice and sunny weather most of the days, but you could rarely bathe in the sun like today.

You were sitting in the royal gardens, a book in your lap, while your son and Bronn were playing sword fighting in front of you.

You only opened your eyes again, when you heard your son’s laughter. He was standing over Bronn, a triumphal smile on his face and, oh god, he looked so much like his father. It amazed you every single time.

“I WON!” he turned towards you, but right then, Bronn pulled him down and started tickling him.

“You sure, boy?” your son laughed and tried to fight back, but he was at his uncle’s mercy.

Jaime approached the scene and Bronn let go of Kieran, who immediately ran towards his father. He picked him up and hugged him tightly.

Bronn kept laying in the grass and grinned, then he turned his head towards you.

“He’s talented, that boy.”

“Yes. I know,” you smiled kindly at the man in the grass and then got up to join Jaime and Kieran. “Husband,” you kissed his cheek.

“Wife,” he nodded and thanked Bronn for the lesson with Kieran today, then the three of you went towards the castle.

Kieran ran in front of the two of you, so you hooked your arm with Jaime’s. He tensed under the touch, but didn’t let it show. You could feel it though.

You still wondered how he even managed to have sex with you that one time, for him to finally get his heir.

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Im Feeling very fluffy today so here goes.And i just thought of an unsure Harold

Harry rolled off you catching his breath “S so good pet” he said pulling you into his arms

“Yea” you respond with a loving sigh.

You lay still waiting for him to sleep so you could roll over. Truth be told you were getting tired of the lack of emotion that had now become your relationship with Harry. The sex was great but that’s it. There was nothing else you could really said you enjoyed but the lifestyle he provided, which was useless because you were alone a lot of the time. So you decided that it was best to pull away and hope that he could find another woman who would play this role being his sub/friends with benefits.

The first was to pull away sexually and Harry had a high sex drive. There were days you would have sex three times a day, multiple days during the week.

“Dinner was great Y/N” he said smiling at you as you cleaned

“Yea thanks” you said cleaning the rest of the dishes in his penthouse

“ ‘M ready for dessert” he said kissing your neck and pulling you close

You spun around “not today Harry” you said softly fixing his collar

“Why?” He blurted out. He didn’t like to be told no

“Uh just don’t feel good” you explained

He gave you a look before nodding You sighed in relief when he walked away.
You’re ‘not feeling well’ turned to you having your period which helped. You hated the fact that he knew when your cycle was on and off so the day it got off he was on you like a ravaged dog and it took all of you to decline his offer. When the next week rolled around and you declined his advances he opted to let you initiate. You had your quirky ways kneeling in front of him, biting your lip while staring at his, lingerie, sleeping naked but when that didn’t come in the days following he got worried.

He then started to recall all of your movements and he realized your affection had gone no more cuddling, no more neck kisses, or scalp caresses, you started to do this grabbing thing where you would grab at his arms like his grandmother would, your hugs were empty and half hearted. You were spending a lot more time at your apartment than you were with him.

But last night you had spent time with him and were gone by mid morning he had left to deal with emergency work situation. Being the CEO of his record label meant he had to drop everything at a drop of a dime. When he returned in the afternoon his heart sank when he found you gone. He checked his phone for any new messages to find none.

He wanted to surprise you with his new haircut. He had debated on it by himself for weeks and he was hoping you would be the first one to see it.

He sat on your side of the bed and  noticed a flyer halfway under the bed. He picked it up and examined it. It was a ballroom show at a studio for today  that was starting at 5pm and he wondered if that’s where you had gone.

He quickly got dressed in all black outfit and his weird cowboy boots as you called it and headed to the studio he arrived an hour early and noticed that it was an intimate show it looked like family and friends were there.

“Hi are you here for our first show?” the young girl asked him

“Yea is Y/N here?” he asked

“Yea! I can go get her” the girl turned towards the back

“No no i can sit and watch”

“Are you sure?” she asked eager to impress

“Yes just don’ tell her ‘m here”

“Oh yea no problem. It will be $20”

“Oh yea here” he said pulling out his wallet

“Thanks seat anywhere”

He looked around and saw people with flowers and gifts he darted out to get you a bouquet.

When he arrived he sat in the back corner hiding from you.

As the show went a long, he watched amazed by how you moved, jealous that your partner was holding you in ways you had denied him for the past couple of weeks. After the show you stood socializing with guests and fellow dancers you were completely oblivious of his presence. Harry made his way to you and lightly touched your lower back you spun around and your eyes lit up.

“Youre here”  is all you could think to say

“ ‘M here… these are for yeh” he handed you the bouquet

“Thank you Harry” you smiled looking up at him

“Yeh looked amazing” his eyes piercing into you

“Thanks” you felt shy, “howd you find out?”

“Flyer on the floor” he shrugged


“Y/N who’s this?” Maja asked

“This is harry my uh…”

“Boyfriend” he answered reaching past you to shake their hands

“Oh wow she’s been keeping you a secret” Beth an older woman  teased

“Has she now?” he gave you a smirk looking over his shoulder

You playfully rolled your eyes

“You’re handsome!” Laura another older woman commented

He smiled“Thank yeh”  

“Just absolutely gorgeous do you have a brother?” Maja asked

He smiled and nodded

“You guys are we having dinner?” Charles asked walking up to the circle

“Yes!” Beth answered

“I can take you all” he offered  standing by your side “GIA’s” he suggested

“Yes i love that place!” Maja stated

“Ok i will wait as you change”

You walked away and got dressed in your long sweater and tights. Harry sat playing on his phone.

“You cut your hair” you mentioned as you walked up to him

“I cut my hair”

“I like it” you said finally taking it all in

“Do yeh?”  he questioned standing up

“You look good in anything Harold….. I’m not really dressed for GIA’s” you pointed out your outfit flaws

“Nonsense i told them ‘m on m’way ‘nd my guests just got through with a show to disregard their dress policy”

You smiled “wow the ‘Harry Styles’!”

He smiled and gave you an admiring gaze “you look beautiful”

“Thank you” you blushed and waited for the group

An hour later you all sit at GIA’s waiting for your food. Harry had purposely pulled you close to him your thighs were touching.

“So how long have you two been together?” Laura asks

“Lmost a year” he answered


“Where’s the ring?”Beth asks

“Soon” he smiled as he looked at you “didn’ know yeh danced”

“Really Y/N has been dancing for years”  Beth comments

“How come you didnt tell him Y/N?” Maja  inquires

“Yea why didn’yeh tell me pet?” he asks

Your next words and actions feel like a knife through his heart.

You pulled your hand away from his grip “you never asked” you speak softly. He looked confused but soon resumed his stoic feature.

“Really does he need to ask?” Maja said confused

“No he doesn't” you smile no one around that table knew the game you two played neither did they know you two weren’t really in a relationship at least not to you anyway. “I just dont know didnt think he would be interested” you look at him and although his gaze is featureless you can tell in his eyes he is hurt

“‘M interested in everythin’ tha’ concerns yeh” he speaks softly and you’re stunned because for once you know he isn’t just saying it just to appease you or your friends. He places his hand on your lap for you to grab once more you look down at it then back at him. He isnt saying anything but he is pleading with his eyes. So you grab it and wrap it around your two small hands.

“You two are cute i like him Y/N” Beth snaps both out of your thoughts

You smile and look at Harry “yea he’s cute i guess”

He chuckles and drinks his wine.

After dinner you end up at his penthouse the ride there was deathly quiet. You didn’t know if this was a cruel joke that Harry was playing because he is known for doing that for just joking around with no care of how it made you feel.

“Thanks” you said as he let you in

“Yea” he said taking his shoes off

He walked to the kitchen and pulled out two glasses of wine and set them on the counter “so do yeh really like my hair?”

“Yea!” you say walking in a little

“I cut it cuz i thought i need to look like a CEO not a teenager”

“You didn’t look like one before”

He chuckled and pulled out the bottle of wine

“So i’m gonna go back to my apartment” you speak nervously immediately dropping your gaze to your feet

He looked at you confused “why?”

“I just need to check on a few things”

“You’re gonna come back?” he asks circling the counter and leaning on it crossing his arms

Your head shoots up “Yea!”


“……Yes” you said unsure of your answer

He walked over to you “what did i do?” he asks the question he has been dreading to ask

“What nothing?!” Which was the truth he hadn’t you just wanted something more

“Then why does it feel like you’re leaving me?” he whispered his grip on your waist was tight

“I’m not leaving i just need to check on things” you look up into his eyes

“Then ’m coming too”

“Harry i’m not leaving you by the time i get there it will be late and i will want to sleep” you argue
“Then i will share your bed with yeh” he insists bending to put on his shoes

“Harry” you sigh pulling him up  “you stay here i’m gonna go”

“Don’t go” he pleads

“I’m not leaving you, you complain about my old rickety bed anyway” you joke trying to lighten up his mood. You hug him and you start doing it again that grabbing thing and you smile kissing his cheek

His head hangs low he knows he’s done something but he doesn’t know what and you won’t let him fix it

“I’ll text you when i get there ok?”

He nodded

When he continues to stand there looking like a sad puppy you offer words of encouragement “I…I’m not leaving you” you were going to say you promise but you didn’t want to keep a promise you were unsure of at the moment.

He gave you a half smile and watched you walk away.

The next week you did not return to his penthouse you made up an excuse of being busy which you were but you were also not trying to get sucked into thinking he actually cared. You wanted something tangible and if he couldn’t give you that he needed to move on and let you be. Harry on the other hand was in agony it’s not like he didn’t know where you lived not like he couldn’t pop up at your job but things felt different and he knew that him trying to dominate you would no longer work and he found himself asking permission just to see you. He found himself being restless at night and scrolling through your pictures together to calm down. It was as if you broke up with him.But you were making him vulnerable which he didn’t like at all he hated being vulnerable.

You woke up to someone banging on your door in the middle of the night. You looked at your phone and 1:17am displayed across it. You grabbed your bat preparing for anything but when you looked through the peephole you saw Harry his head was hanging low. By the time you got to the door he had given up hope.

You opened the door quickly “Harry?’

He looked up at you his lips were trembling

“Why are you…come in!” you said pulling him in it was freezing in Chicago

When you closed the door and turned to face him he was still looking at his feet

“Harry whats wrong?”

“Haven’ felt your touch in a month” he starts

“What don’t be silly i have touched you” you stood back the cold was oozing from him making you cold

He shook his head “Not like you mean it not like i mean something to you”

You sigh “Harry why”

“Said yeh weren’ leavin’”

“I didn’t!”

“Please” he steps towards you “i just need to feel your touch”

You go to do that grabbing thing again

“Like you mean it Y/N”

“I do”

“No not like that…” He looks down “like that it feels yeh don’ care” it was breaking your heart

“Ok” you say looking all over him to assess the situation. You unbutton his coat and push  it off. His hands are in fists grabbing his keys and phone you literally have to pry them away from his grip.”You didn’t go home?” you ask when you notice he still has his suit on. His brows furrow he isn’t concentrating on your words just your actions. He knows your actions will speak louder than your words that’s how it always with you. You remove his suit coat and it falls to the ground.

“Harry i don’t….” you still don’t know what he means\

He steps closer “please” He’s so close you can smell his minty breath. His breathing is rapid and uneven.You nod and grab his hands bring them to your mouth and blow on them so that the air can defrost them. His grips loosen and you wrap his hands around you he doesn’t realize your hand has unbuttoned his shirt because you were busy caressing his face. He gasps when he feels your warm hand on his chest you kiss it a few times before laying your head on it and hold him tight. You feel him wrap his hands around you.

“Im not going anywhere”  you say as his breathing calms down. “Its ok relax Harry” you coax him into calming down. You look up at him and his eyes are fierce they are bright

He clears his throat “ You’re my life. ‘M all yours to love ‘nd to hold…I…I…I love yeh…please don’ leave me” he searches your eyes for confirmation that you aren’t going anywhere

You’re taken aback “I love you too” Harry you whisper back

He leans down and kisses your lips you whimper because he is so cold. He pulls away.

“It’s ok you’re just freezing” you step away and pull him towards the bathroom because you don’t know a faster way to warm him up. After you shower he cuddles into you. In the middle of the night you wake up to his phone ringing when you return to the bed he was tossing and turning he abruptly turned to look over his shoulder to see if you’re there.

“I’m here” you whisper wrapping your arm around him as he turns back on his side making you the big spoon you kiss his temple “I love you” you whisper as you notice his face relax into the pillow. In the morning he wakes up and turns to face you. You were awake but he was asleep still fighting against it. He slowly opened his eyes as you played with his fingers

“Hey” he rasped gently opening his eyes as they readjust to the light in the room

“Hi” you smiled at him

“You’re awake” he frowned

“I was going to work but there was a snow storm I’m not going”

He looked outside and noticed the tree outside your window was covered with snow.

“Snow storm” he repeats


He groaned and got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom

“Why’s it so hot?” he complained when he got back in bed

“Because Hazza you hog the covers” you explain

“Hazza?” he raises his brow


He smiled “i do not”

“You do too so i had to take defensive measurements”

“Can yeh turn it down” he asks laying down

“I did i got hot too” you smile

He cuddles next to your neck on your collar bone “smell amazing”

“Are you ok?” you ask feeling him relax into you and  now that you can process things

“Meant what i said last night. You’re my life don’ leave me please” he says holding you tight

“I won’t i promise.” You promise because this feels different for him to profess his love to you and make himself vulnerable is not something he does at all. He kisses your inner wrist as as you caress his temple. You sit up abruptly causing his head to plop on the bed “are your toes ok?” You ask yanking the covers away from him

He erupts in laughter

“Seriously?“ you ask pressing down on each making sure each has blood return

“Stop ticklish” he says pulling his feet away as he pulls you back

You giggle and lay back down “i just need to make sure ok? because who walks four blocks in the freezing cold to get to where they need to get after the weather man advised everyone that the wind chill was dangerous and staying in doors was better”

He chuckled “i missed yeh” he said wrapping his arms around you inhaling your scent
“Don’t do that thing Styles” you tease

“What thing?” he asks positioning his head in a comfortable spot for him

“That cute thing”

“Sooo yeh think ‘m cute?” he challenges

“Maybe? maybe you’re adorable”  you smile and kiss his temple.

The next weekend is his Christmas office party where he invited everyone and you had promised to be there but you ended up being his event planner since he made the decision to invite them to his penthouse. You were at the tailor with him while he stressed about every inch of his suit that morning. You leaned by the door frame and smiled

“Take in a little Sean” he spoke as the tailor bent over at his feet

“Yes sir”

He didn’t notice when you walked over to him as he stood.

“Great!” he smiled liking the length

“My tie” he spoke  

“May I?” you ask Sean reaching for the tie

“Yes Madam” he says stepping back

You grab it and tie into an Eldredge knot. “Relax” you speak he frowns and looks at you

“The board of directors are coming I can’ this means another year being CEO or not”

“Well you can become a board member and be more powerful” you wink “Do you like it?” you ask stepping behind him

His brows furrows and he looks at it fidgeting with it

“I think…“ you start to undo it "you don’t need a tie it’s a party not a board meeting” you say pulling it off

“Y/N!… give me”

“No tie” you speak calmly “you need to be relatable putting on a tie makes you seem uptight”

He huffs

“Trust me” you sing

He frowns before concentrating on his suit. You smile and place the tie back

In his penthouse you do everything to keep him in the bedroom as he is beginning to panic

“Calm down Harold!” you say making him sit

He glares at you “Harry”  
“Harry” you smile and kiss him “its ok your staff will love you!”

“ ‘M not a loveable person” he grumbles

“You are i love you and we are complete opposites!” you stick your tongue out at him

He chuckles

“It’s not ready yet so you can’t go…” you hear a plate falling and breaking

He jumped up “Bloody!”
“No I’ll do it you just get ready you know it takes you a long time” you push him into the bathroom. After minutes you hear his feet thumping towards the kitchen

“Nope!” you say pushing him back

He giggles “come on i need to see how it looks”

“It looks great! I promise! did you shower?” you ask noticing his naked body with a towel wrapped around

“Yea” he said in an obvious tone

“Get dressed.” you order
An hour passes you let him see how his home is decorated

“Wow” he says looking around “amazing” he says turning back to look at you

“Cute right?”

He nods

“This is Mr.Styles this party means a lot to him so lets try to be our best right?”

“Yes Ma’am”

“Thank you” Harry nods at them

The door bell rang indicating his guest were beginning to arrive

“I need to get ready mingle” you said before you unbuttoned the top button on his shirt he frowned at you "be relatable” you coaxed walking away. It took you longer than you wanted to get ready you wore a shimmery emerald green dress it complimented your tan skin and dark hair.

When you walked out his home was full with people you knew Harry wasn’t going to see you so you hang around the kitchen eating all the hors d'oeuvres as the waiters walked them around. You heard the doorbell ring above the loud music and you rushed towards the door

“I got it don’t worry about.” You chased away the waiter “HI WELCOME! Would you like me to take your coats?” you grabbed their coats they thanked you “…Yea no problem!” “…. Thank you” you said taking the wine bottle
“Wow Mr.Styles is living it up!” they commented walking into his home

You giggle and put the coat away as soon as you get ready to walk away the doorbell rings again “HI WELCOME! Thank you!  Would you like me to take your coat?” Harry heard you that time and slowly made his was towards you.

“Mr. Styles Beautiful home”

“Thank you” he said bowing towards them

“Hey” you said smiling at him

“Come on” he said reaching out his hand for her to grab. He pulled you in and gave you a kiss. “Yeh look stunning!”

“You look tense!” you teased rubbing his chest  

“Yeh left me with the vultures!” he joked pulling you towards his board members
“Gentlemen” he said interrupting “i want yeh to meet Y/N”

“Hi” you greet them “so nice to meet you! Do you need anything we have a full bar?…. This is a christmas party you shouldn’t be discuss stocks!” They chuckled “Mingle make people like you” she whispered before dashing off.They all laughed at her antics

“Shes spunky love her already!” one of them commented  

From across the room you spotted his mother and Gemma talking to his friends

“Hi how are you?” you greeted them

“Oh hi!” his mother Anne smiled at you  

“Hi you guys look amazing!” you compliment

“Thank yeh!” Gemma responded  

You smiled “can i get you anything?”

“No but yeh can tell me how yeh know my son? i’ve seen your picture before”

“Yea he’s been recently showing us your pictures are you his girlfriend?” Gemma asks

“Uh….” you blush and look at him he looks concerned his eyes are on you “Yes i am”

“How long have yeh two been together?” his father asks

“A year?” you answer unsure

“A year!” Anne exclaims

“Or maybe less” you fib

“Oh wow first girlfriend ever to attend these things” Anne smiles

“Yeh make him happy we can tell” Gemma comments

“Oh i dont do much” you blush

“Thats why we like yeh!” his father raises his glass at you  

“Now tell me where did yeh get that dress?” Anne asked pulling you in

“Oh thank you! My friend is a seamstress so she made it”  

You chat with his family for awhile before you step away and work the room it’s clear that you were needed to give the room a calm vibe you charmed those around you which made them endear him more.

“Yea he is a great guy extremely talented.” you compliment Harry

“Excuse me may i borrow her?” Harry interrupted as you were talking to a group of men who were eyeing you like hawk. They nodded backing away “Come with me please” he said guiding you with his hand behind your back

You heard a glass fall and instead of following Harry you follow the sound

“No no no don’t pick it up get another one!” you say rushing towards the distraught woman. “It’s fine i promise get another glass!” you grab a napkin and place it over the mess

She smiles at you with sad eyes and walks away. The caterers rush to you and start cleaning up the broken glass

“Oh hey” you say looking up at Harry

“They got it pet come on” he said tilting his head  

“Oh” you say standing up and you grab his hand where are we going you ask as he pulls you towards his room. He goes to open the door but it’s locked he looks at you and grins

“What you told me to lock it!” you say as he types in the code

He lets you walk in first as he makes sure no one is paying attention to you two.

“Yes Hazza whats up?”

He makes his way towards you he is nervous it’s been so long he feels like you might reject him

“Whats wrong?” you ask caressing his cheek noticing his internal turmoil

“May i have yeh?” he asks, he pulls you in closer “really need yeh right now…”

“You have me” you say leaning up for a kiss

He shakes his head “not like that pet” he says making you walk back towards the bed “yeh look beautiful”


His devious smirks appears

You smile  “We.can.not”  you whisper

“Why not?” he whispers back “I just want a taste”

“They’ll be glitter all over you” you countered while he made you sit on the bed

“ ‘S not my fault yeh look ravishing in that dress!” he says dropping on his knees

Because of the ongoing party outside you were reluctant but you missed the intimacy you shared with Harry. So you didn’t stop him when he reached up and pulled off your panties and pulled you close to him. He plants kisses from your ankle and trails up to your thigh “spread ‘em darling” he speaks softly “just the way i like it” you open your legs and place one behind his back as he hooks his arm around the other. He knew he had to work quickly because you two had about a 10 minute window before people noticed. He had you reaching your peak in 5 minutes your legs trembling screaming into the pillow. You held onto the pillow feeling him crawl up planting kisses

He yanks the pillow away “Let me see” he smirked leaning down to kiss you

You erupt in laughter against his lips

“What is it?” he asks nuzzling your neck

“Glitter all over you!” it takes you a while to calm down

“Silly goose!” he chuckles

“People are gonna tell” you say trying to wipe it off “It’s in your hair on your face!”

“Don’ care”

“You will! You need to go to the bathroom” he gives you a look and walks to the bathroom as you follow him. He frowns at the image he sees there’s way too much glitter than he expected

“See!” you hunch over laughing “let me try you reach out to him” and he laughs at you

“S not funny” he said trying to take it off

“You said you didnt care!” you laugh

“I care now” he mumbles

“Yea ok let me see babe”

You grab a washcloth and flick them away you continue to laugh “i can’t they are soo many!”

He laughs at you “You’re drunk”

“I am it’s your fault and the damn glitter!” you giggle

“I think that’s good. Yea?” he makes a face that’s his “serious” face

“Yes!” you smile cheekily

“No i don’ like that smile” he frowns

“No i promise” you lean up “kiss?” You say pouting your lips

He plants a kiss and laughs at you “Your fun drunk”

“Hey im fun all the time!”

“Yes yeh are” he says leaning down to kiss you “love yeh” he says looking at you

“Love you too ok we gotta go!” you say hopping off the counter “I need to go first distract people”

And you did and no one really realized your absence.

You thought Harry would have gotten his fix he wouldn’t be so attached but the opposite happened it was like you were his magnet and he somehow always found his way to you

“Aww thank you you’re so sweet”  Harry steps into their line of sight  “Hi” you smile as he blocks mens view of you “you ok?” you ask him smiling brushing your fingers through his hair

He pulls you in close “Move in with me” he states leaning his forehead on yours

“What?” you asked shocked smiling


Before he finishes you see a shimmer and you erupt in laughter “Pppfffft!” You hunch over

“Pet” he says chuckling. You hide your face in his chest laughing. “You’re so giddy”

“I’m sorry” you blow raspberries, fan your face “continue”

“Come’ere” he says pulling you closer

You smile “ok yes” you look up at him

He speaks slowly “Move in with me”

“Are you asking or demanding?”

“Both?” He makes a face

You smile “I’ll think about it”

“What’s there to think about?”

“It takes a lot to get you ready!” you fuss
“What?” he smiles “i can get myself ready”

“I know but you have to promise”

“I promise”

“You don’t even know what you’re promising?” you giggle

“I’ll promise yeh the world” he kisses your forehead

“How long do i get to think about it?” you ask
“Till tomorrow morning” he answers

“Ok” you shrug and start dancing

The party ends and you stand by the door saying goodbye to your guest

“Thank you for coming! Here is your coat”

Harry and his family watch you from afar

“I like her” Anne comments

“Me too”Gemma chimes in

“She’s good for you” His father states

He smiles and nods

“She’s very sweet girl can handle pressure” Anne states

He smirks

“Thanks for having us it was a blast” Gemma thanks him

He hugs them “I’ll be in europe in 2 weeks”

“Ok see you later”

“Love yeh Hazza” Gemma says walking away

“Love yeh too”  he blows kisses  

You happily hug his family goodbye before making your way to the kitchen and hug the chef like she’s your mom before her and her crew leave.

“Hazza!” you sing taking a bite of bite cakes

“Yeh like calling me that?”

“No i like Harry”

He hugs you from behind “Let’s go to bed pet”

“Oooo are we gonna do the dirty?” you ask dancing back

“Maybe” he says waggling his brows.

The next morning you feel Harry spring out of bed and hear him mumble something about board meeting and you immediately go to grab his arm

“Let go pet have to run” he says pulling his arm away

“Run where?” you fuss

“I have a board meeting” he complains trying to get away from your grip

“It’s sunday” you state

“It’s sunday” he repeats


“It’s sunday” he repeats again confused by what you mean

“Yes! who has a board meeting on Sunday?”

It finally clicks “it’s sunday” he slumps back in bed

“I gotta pee!” you say rushing out the bed

“Yeh’nd youre unpredictable bladder!” he chuckles

“Hey thats not nice!” you say from the bathroom
“Glitter all over the  bloody bed” he fussed trying to get it off  
You laugh as you walk back in

“Look at how much cover yeh have i have nothin’! Yeh have everything!”

“Cuz you hog it so i have to burrito myself in” you argued

“Burrito yourself in?”

“Yes!” you stress getting in bed and giggling

He waited for you to snuggle in with him often tickling you

“Stooop” you complained starting a giggling fit

You felt his body relax and pull you in close

“Soooo…” you began


“Soooo i guess im moving in? Which is weird cuz technically i had moved in your asking me to get rid of my apartment?”

“…Yes?” he didnt know you looked at it that way

“Ok” you shrug


He moved and hovered over you “so i guess the next phase is making yeh my wife”

You blushed “what?”

“I want yeh to be Mrs.Styles, my everythin’” he said before kissing you.

Concept: Mickey and Emil have been friends basically since they both began skating. They’re really close, and when I say close I mean HELLA. Sleepovers, friendship bracelet exchange when they were 12 (Emil still wears his outside of skating, and while Mickey will never admit it he still keeps his in his wallet of all places), the whole deal. Sara is also part of their friend group, but she’s definitely not as close to Emil as Mickey is.

And then puberty hits and Mickey suddenly becomes very aware of Emil and his closeness to Sara. In reality, nothing’s really changed, but he’s begun to get a weird tight feeling in his chest whenever he sees Emil smiling and laughing with Sara. He begins to be a lot more protective over Sara because that’s what it’s gotta be, right? Sara is getting prettier each year, and as her big brother he has a responsibility to keep men from taking advantage of her. Even if it’s Emil, who he’s known for years. Anyways, there’s nothing else this feeling can be, right? Right. Nothing more than protectiveness.

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My Fake Boyfriend Part 3

Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your hot neighbor and pretend he is your boyfriend.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1664

Warnings: Angst, fuffly

A/n: Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta. You rock.


credits to the gif owner

When you knock on the door all your family, literally all your family is there waiting for you. The first person you see is your oldest brother, he looks older since the last time you saw him and tired as well. 

Then you saw your parents, your father pulls you to a quick hug while your mother keeps you in her arms until she is sure that you are eating enough, drinking enough water and definitely okay in your city.

Your grandmother is the last one, she smiles bright at you and you swear that she doesn’t age. She is wearing a bright red dress and hands you a glass of wine “He is a much better choice than the last one, you did good, honey.” She raises her glass in a sign of approval, you hug her, you missed your family like crazy, but your grandmother was always the one that made that house feels like home, she was always the one who stayed by your side in fights.

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anonymous asked:

hc's for the paladins with a touch-starved s/o who needs a lot of long hugs and physical affection? (my mom doesn't hug me enough lol)

i too need hugs but don’t get enough ;-;


  • He himself is pretty clingy so to be honest this means one thing:
  • C o n s t a n t pda
  • like hand holding, always
  • you guys find hugs to be pretty comforting, so before a mission you guys have one of those long hugs
  • “ok ok we’re gonna be gone like an hour not a year” “shut up pidge”
  • Him giving you back hugs randomly, and if you’re short, he rests his head on your head, if you’re tall enough, he snuggles his head into the crook of your neck can you hear me crying
  • You guys cuddle a lot oh my god,
  • like when you lay down, or when you’re in the lounge, if you guys watch a  video,
  • cuddles are reassuring okay


  • “but why”
  • He’s a bit uncomfortable with pda tbh as he feels that “keep your private life private” was created for a reason
  • he will give you pretty long hugs though, if you guys are alone.
  • it makes him feel loved and secure when he hugs you, like he’s not alone.
  • he feels alone a lot in life, considering he doesn’t know much about his mom, and he’s an orphan, lived alone, lost shiro twice, etc.
  • He will hug you fOREVER if you get hurt on a mission though, like afterwords he’ll constantly be with you
  • He wouldn’t like to make you feel bad that he’s bad with pda, so like at night and in the morning when he’s still tired and does not yet care, he will give you backhugs
  • i headcannon him as cuddly at night,
  • what just me? sorry bye i really want keith cuddles


  • He is so cuddly!!!
  • he needs reassurance in his life so cuddling is the way he gets it!!!
  • remember the kitchen stuff from the short s/o hc’s?? hELL YEAH IT IS COMING TO L I F E
  • you guys constantly holding hands and stuff oh my god
  • not to mention long hugs or leaning on his shoulder while he has an arm around you and you guys sitting on the kitchen floor, back against the counters just talking as your food bakes can you hear me crying
  • you guys are really that couple that everyone envys to be
  • he really would love hugging you oh my god, or even picking you up a bit because he’s so tall
  • tall and short people hugging feels extremely satisfying
  • You guys going on walks and holding hands
  • he got embarrassed when you first kissed him and hugged him in public and he will get a little flustered  every time but he’s the ‘oh sTOP IT i didn’t mean it literally’ flustered type


god i love pidge she has so little content out there tho

  • tbh pidge seems to be very emotionally unstable
  • like underneath all of her hardcore self and smart guise, she really just needs a hug
  • so in come you
  • you love giving hugs, she loves getting them. pretty good set up if you ask me
  • but she is also really dedicated to her work
  • so if you want to do something while she is working you mean always it has to be something that she can do while she is working
  • so…. her sitting between your legs, you resting your head on her back and encircling your arms around her while she works late kinda hugs,
  • she gets really sad when she works late nights looking for her family
  • so she really needs a few hundred hugs during that time
  • allura thinks you guys are the model couple


  • my man, my love, my darling,,,
  • is very bad at pda
  • he’s like…. “but…it’s public…..”
  • he’s secretly really awkward inside okay let the man live
  • but i think out of everyone, he really needs the support that a hug can transfer into someone
  • do you ever give someone a really long hug and suddenly, everything feels so much better?
  • that’s how he feels with hugs
  • like they mean a lot to him, so he will hug you a lot in private.
  • a back hug guy, especially if you are shorter than him.
  • also a relaxed cuddly guy, like if you guys are relaxing or whatever he is 10/10 good with cuddles
  • like him reading a book, and you reading a book or doing whatever, and he just rests his head on your tummy, or your thigh and just chills there
  • especially if you have thick thighs, he’ll love sleeping relaxing on them
  • listen, he’s not the best at pda but he will try his best to quench your hunger because he loves you
  • and he doesn’t want to lose you woops this got angsty real quick ahem

hibariisbae  asked:

So, uh prompt I can't seem to be able to get out of my head is kinda like: Eddie shares a class with some guy that has a crush on him but he doesn't know and he's already dating Richie (but its a secret). So one day Eddie's ranting about something to the random guy and the guy just kinda grabs him and kisses him, across the room, Richie sees and flips his shit and Eddie doesn't know what to do so he just starts spewing facts about germs while Richie's yelling his head off. I LOVE YOUR WRITING!

(Thank you so much love! I don’t know if this was quite what you were looking for but it turned out so mushy! I hope you like it anyway!)

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Eddie’s fingers tugged gently on soft dark curls, familiar lips pressed against his collarbone, sucking a dark purple bruise there. Shirts were discarded and legs were entangled together in a familiar position on Richie Tozier’s bed. The house was empty, as it usually was, therefore it served as a much more safe place for them not to be caught. With Richie’s father always working, and his mother either passed out drunk or out god knows where, they were most definitely guaranteed to be alone.

It wasn’t that they were keeping their relationship a secret because they were afraid, oh no, they were keeping it a secret because they knew if everyone knew then they would never have any alone time, and they liked their alone time.

Eddie felt his breath leave him as Richie pulled his mouth away from his collarbone and back up his jaw to his lips, planting one last lingering kiss to his mouth before he pulled away, smiling dopily down at him.

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anonymous asked:

Okay okay but get this.. . ... insecure Lance with vitiligo I cannot believe this isn't already a thing give me my beautiful space son who's fLipping out because the foundation he had on him leaving earth isn't going to last forever and he really really doesn't want the team to know about anything that will make him different and mark him as a freak like everyone has always said

AHHHH I literally screamed when I saw this. 

Thank you <3 

I sorta went a different way with this. Sorry!

“Stop. It. You can’t cry right now.” Lance inhaled as much oxygen as he could before his lungs hitched and he coughed it out. 

“If you cry the foundation will wear off. So knock it off.” Lance ran his shaking hands through his hair. He didn’t know if he was talking to vent or help himself but he wish he would stop babbling like some teenage girl. 

Lance sat down on the edge of the bathtub glaring at the water. Shiro told them to wash up, but how could he wash away the only thing that is keeping him normal. Lance wanted to take a bath he really did. He wanted to try out the Altean soaps and face masks. He wanted to treat himself™ just like he would at the Garrison. Maybe Allura has some makeup, we have similar skin tones. Lance stood up and marched out of his room, he needed to find the princess. 


“Princess?” Lance hesitantly knocked on her bedroom door. 

“Yes Lance? Why aren’t you out of armor yet? Shiro told you to wash up.” Allura stood up from her where she was perched on her bed. 

“I kn-know. But I have a question for you.” Lance hugged his body, praying his sweat didn’t ruin the foundation anymore than what it was. 

“Well what is it?” Allura gestured for Lance to enter her room and he awkwardly stood in the middle of it while she sat on the edge of her bed. 

“Do Alteans have makeup?” Lance’s voice was so small it made him feel 5. 

“Makeup? Well of course!” Allura jumped up from her seat. “We have a lot of different kinds.” She smiled at him, hoping to relieve his stiff posture. 

“Do you have foundation to match my skin tone.” Lance gestured to his face. 

Allura stood up and placed her hand on his face, pretending she didn’t feel him flinch. “I think we do, mine might not work since it was made especially for me however,” Allura grabbed a small scanner off her desk and made her way back over to the boy, “this scanner will give us the number and type we need to match your skin perfectly.” 

She gently grabbed his hand and placed his finger under the scanner. It flashed a purple light for a few seconds before it beeped green and produced a small chip. 

Allura grabbed the chip “Now I’ll put this in a machine and it will have it made by the time you are done cleaning up.” 

Lance released a breath he didn’t even know he was holding. “Can I get it sooner?” 

“Why do you need it so soon?” Allura chuckled a little bit. 

“I just need it that’s all.” Lance said a bit quietly, too quiet for Alluras liking.

“Once it’s done I’ll drop it off at your room. Okay?” Allura gently said. 


“Now go clean up.” And Lance left. 


Lance sunk down into the tub, letting the water surround him. He slowly submerged himself completely under water and let his mind wander. 

Ugly, Freak, Weirdo, Whats wrong with your face?

 Lance could still hear the kids voices like they said them yesterday. He could still remember the snickers he heard behind his back. He could remember how teachers would look at him sympathetically. He could still feel the shoves from the kids when he asked to play with them. He remembered crying to his mama asking why this happened to him. He remembered his sister teaching him how to do makeup and attempting too help his confidence. Sadly he was only confident with 3 different layers of makeup plastered on his face and arms. 

Lance rose his head from the water and touched his face and smeared the makeup off his face. He drained the water, stood up, turned on the shower and started scrubbing his arms and face. 

What would the team think? He wasn’t normal. He was a freak. 

He watched the water drain down, taking the brown makeup with it. After the water cleared he turned of the shower and dried off. 

Lance put on his pants and started to sort through the different Altean supplies. He found something that resembled lavender and started to apply it to his face. He attempted not to stare at the different color patches that scattered his face. He moved down to his arms, where it only started happening a year prior. He dropped the container when he saw a small patch forming on his stomach. 

“Fuck.” Lance leaned over the sink, not even trying to stop his tears. 

“Why, why, why.” Lance grabbed his hair. He was about to get back into the tub when Allura knocked on his bathroom door. 

“Lance! It’s done~” Allura seem to sing. 

“Ca-Can you ju-just leave it out-outside my door?” Lance nearly punched himself for his voice cracking. 

“Are you alright Lance?” Allura asked, curiosity and concern plaguing her voice.


“No you’re, not….I hope you’re decent because I’m coming in.” Before Lance could react the bathroom door was opening and he was face to face with Allura who was holding a bottle. 

Allura opened and closed her mouth and Lance grabbed a towel and wrapped his torso up in it, happy that he was wearing pants. 

After a few moments of unbearable silence Lance bit out “Go on laugh, I don’t care. Just leave the bottle and go.” 

“Lance.” Allura gently grabbed the towel  from Lance and brought his face closer. “I would never laugh a you for something like this.” She opened the bottle and put a few drops of the liquid on Lances face and started to rub it in. 

Lance stared at Allura as she continued to apply the makeup on Lance. “What?” She asked. 

“Why are you being so nice?” Lance mumbled out. 

“Why wouldn’t I be nice? You can’t help this,” she gestured towards his arms. “Plus this doesn’t changed anything about you. I’ll even keep it a secret from the team if you need.” 

Lance started crying again and Allura hugged him. She gently ran her fingers through his hair. 

Lance hugged her back. “Do you think the team will judge me?”

“They would never.” Allura softly said. 

“Should I tell them?”

“Only if you want.” 

“Will you help me?”

“Of course. Now lets get you ready for dinner.” 

Lance smiled and started to distract himself from the voices of the kids that echoed in his mind. 

Happy Ending! I think? 

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anonymous asked:

RFA reaction when MC doesn't come back home because she was drunk with her friends. If it's roo much can you only do Zen and Jumin? Love you so much btw you're such an inspiration ♡♡

~Thank you so much, sweetheart!!! ^^ Love you, too! 

◉ Yoosung 

  • He sighed when he realized your phone must be dead 
  • Went through a whole pizza and various snacks as he sat up waiting for you and watching the door 
  • Eventually it got so late that he assumed you must be staying with your friends, you’d never come home at this hour 
  • As soon as you walked in the door he appears from the kitchen in his apron 
  • A slight frown on his face and a mug of coffee in his hands 
    • “I was really worried! I tried to call you…” 
  • He let out a huge sigh of relief and dropped his shoulders before handing you the mug
    • “I’m so sorry…I guess I drank too much and before I knew it I had passed out on the couch.” 
  • The smell of the coffee made your stomach flip and Yoosung must have read your expression with ease 
  • He pulled you into a brief hug and rubbed your back with a laugh
    • “Well, I had a whole speech planned…but I’m thinking this hangover you’ve got is punishment enough. Come on, let’s get some food in your belly.” 

◉ Jumin 

  • He starts to freak out a bit when you aren’t home 
  • Of course, he sends his security to investigate where you are 
  • He doesn’t sleep until he knows for sure that you’re safe
  • When they relay back to him that you are still at your friends house, he calms down finally 
    • “She never could hold her liquor well,” Jumin smiles and talks to Elizabeth 3rd before they head to bed 
  • When you wake up you find Driver Kim waiting outside of your friends house for you 
    • “I have some cold water waiting for you in the back, Miss,” Driver Kim shuts the door behind you 
  • You’re expecting a lecture when you get home 
  • But Jumin just smiled and gave you a kiss 
    • “Your hair is a mess, it’s cute. But perhaps a shower is in order?” 
  • You apologize for not coming home or letting him know what was going on 
  • You know he must have been worried 
    • “I’m just glad you are safe. Next time, please remember to call me…” he caressed your cheek, “We have a lot on the agenda for today. We won’t be home until late, and despite how you are feeling I expect you to keep our plans. But first, a shower.” 

◉ Zen 

  • He ended up drinking a bit at home while he waited for you 
  • And the later it got the more he wanted to smoke to calm his nerves 
  • He tried rehearsing his lines to distract himself but he just couldn’t seem to focus 
  • When he called you and it went straight to voicemail he began to panic 
  • Went to the chat to ask Saeyoung for help 
  • After much pleading, Saeyoung tracked you a bit and placed you at your friends house 
    • “Just let her have fun, dude. She’ll be home in the morning.”
  • When you got home you saw a half empty pack of cigarettes on the coffee table 
  • He must have been so worried
  • Zen appeared from the bathroom as he toweled off his hair, his eyes wide when he saw you 
    • “Babe! You’re home! I was just getting ready to go pick you up.”
    • “I’m sorry my phone died. It got so late I just decided to stay the night there,” you hung your bag up near the door.
  • Zen brushed your hair behind your ear and kissed your forehead, remembering what Saeyoung said
    • “It’s alright, I hope you had a good night! Though, if you really want to apologize for making me worry…I know a few ways you could make it up to me,” he winked and kissed you deeply. 

◉ Jaehee 

  • You were never home late like this
  • Jaehee washed the dishes and scrubbed the counters a second time just to keep busy 
  • she found herself fidgeting on the couch
  • She couldn’t even focus on the new Zen DVD she had popped in 
  • Her eyes kept glancing at her phone 
  • When you walked through the door the next morning you found Jaehee passed out on the couch, TV still on and phone in hand 
    • Had she been waiting for you all night?
  • You turned the TV off and grabbed the blanket from the couch, tossing it over her and giving her a kiss on the forehead 
    • “I’m sorry,” you whispered 
  • Her hand grabbed your wrist before you could walk away and you saw her eyes open 
    • “Where were you?” she looked mad for a brief second but her face fell and her eyes were filled with worry 
    • “I didn’t mean to worry you…I didn’t realize how much I drank and I felt it would be safer to stay there for the night…” 
  • She sighed 
    • “You have bags under your eyes.”
    • “Blunt as always, I see,” you laughed. 
    • “I’m too tired to lecture you right now,” she yawned and got up from the couch, “come on, let’s go to bed for a bit longer.”
  • She squeezed your hand in relief 

◉ Saeyoung 

  • He was sitting at his computer desk eating chips when you came home 
    • “I’m back! Hope you weren’t too worried…”
  • You started walking towards his computer desk
    • “Nope! I figured your phone had died so I texted your friend to make sure you were okay. She even sent me some great pics of you passed out on the couch,” he laughed. 
    • “You’re such a liar!”
  • He held his phone up and through it you heard the sound of your own voice, drunkenly singing karaoke at the bar you guys had been to that night
    • “I didn’t know you could sing, this outta get some good hits on youtube”
    • “Don’t you dare!”
  • You tried to wrestle the phone from his hands while shouting for him to delete it 
  • Finally he agreed and let you watch him delete it, but his face turned more serious and he grabbed your hands 
    • “You really have to be more careful, though…I was worried for a bit that something happened to you.”
  • Seeing his face like that made you feel sad that he worried so much
    • “I will, I’m sorry…” you gave him a kiss 
    • “Oh! That was a good start for your apology. Now only 706 more to go,” he smirked and picked you up in his arms 

anonymous asked:

hello!!!! can i request a smut/ fluff (or fluff only if ya don't do smut) where min yoongi's girlfriend is feeling insecure about her body since she is wearing tight clothes (she normally wears loose + her body type is curvyish so larger chest + ass and a bit of tummy chub)& ppl r staring @her (but she thinks its negative) and as yoongi gets jealous and goes down on her she gets super insecure + they do it for the first time with lights on and she doesn't want him to see her stretch marks. TY!!


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“You look fine love, please stop looking at yourself.” Yoongi called out opening the bathroom door. Jutting out your lower lip you looked over at him, the black lace dress that hugged your frame made you feel self-conscious. You looked into the mirror one more, the lace hugging your arms in a long sheer sleeve. The black dress was in two parts, a darker black part was like a body suit hugging your body, the top layer was lace and long sleeved giving you a modest but sexy look. The dress rose around your neck to resemble something of a choker. Your hair was up in loose curls pinned together in a loose fitted bun with a few end strands falling into your eyes and framing your face. Your makeup was light around your base, the eyeshadow was something light to contrast against your face, and your lips were decorated with a light red lipstick. Yoongi chuckled letting his eyes roam over you starting at your feet. The black pumps you had on always seemed to make your legs stand out, his eyes continued upward looking over your plump thighs, how they pressed together, up towards your plump bottom that he knew looked so good but it was covered up sadly. He took notice of your little tummy that you hated, the main topic of discussion was your weight, but he didn’t understand you were beautiful in every way and he wished you would notice what you mean to him. He wasn’t with you for just your looks, it was your heart, your mind, your sexy aura. He just wanted you to know what you did to him, you were different from many other girls, and there was something about you that he couldn’t find anywhere else. You were his rock whenever he needed to be held down, and he was going to give you up because you couldn’t always see your worth, he was there to make it better and help you out along the way how you did him.

He let a deep chuckle slip past his reddened lips. Looking around he slipped inside of the bathroom, wrapping his arms around your waist as his eyes trailed up to your breast and your face that was staring back at him. The slight hint of the dampness there he pressed a soft kiss against your temple as he smiled at you humming.

“You are breathtakingly beautiful. If I didn’t think so, I would have never encouraged you to get that dress or to come with me today. I want you to be confident okay? You’re my girl, and I’m not going to let anyone hurt you.” He vowed kissing your left ear as he squeezed you close to him humming.

You were grateful for him, Yoongi had helped you calm down and take deep breaths. He grabbed at your hand making a joke about how you needed to get out before someone came in and caught you. He led you out of the bathroom and down the hallway going back into the restaurant you were both enjoying a date in sitting down with you across the table from him. A lot of people had been staring at you, and you didn’t think it was necessarily a good thing, but in Yoongi’s eyes it was different.

He had seen how those men looked at you, the first thing their eyes went to were your thighs, and then upwards. It infuriated him that you were being stared at like that, and he hated the looks that people gave him afterwards sizing him up and judging him. He bit on his bottom lip trying to keep his anger from spilling out but he would be glad to leave. Of course, you got some glares and looks from other women but he shrugged it off. He didn’t want them, he was never one to judge based on looks. You had been so shy around him and thinking that he wouldn’t fall for you that it drew him in more. He was in love with everything about you from the tiniest baby hair on the top of your head to your biggest toe on your foot. The thought alone made a goofy grin break out on his face as he tilted his head becoming a love-struck kid with a crush.

“What, Min Yoongi?” You asked with a nose wrinkle and a soft smile.

“Did you just call my full name?” He asked you softly, the tone he used made you straighten up as your face heated a few shades, stuttering over your words you tried to explain and Yoongi more than amused he sat back in his seat with that cocky ass smirk crossing his hands together in front of him.

“I. No. See what happened, I just. I wasn’t trying to mean nothing by it. It just sounded really good coming off my tongue.” You fidgeted trying to finish your food as you squirmed lightly in front of him, the dress tickling the middle of your thighs as you wriggled.

“Oh, is that so? Just like when you moan it then huh?” He asked causing you to almost choke on a piece of the fish you had, the smirk that was on his lips became wider as he tucked his lip between his teeth. He blew a kiss at you going back to his food the both of you eating in silence until you were both done.

Yoongi paid for the tab, he gripped at your hand pulling you out of the restaurant and waited for a cab as he held your hand, that is where it seemed to go downhill from there. People passing by gave you looks, and in your mind, everyone that was looking were judging you. Yoongi could tell you had self-doubt and he hated it so much. His anger started to slowly boil over, he could see it too. Some yes, they did judge you but the others, that looked at you with unspeakable thoughts of want. It made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up with how angry he was becoming. You were his, and you were never going to be anyone else’s because he wasn’t going to let you. Jerking you forward lightly, he pulled you into the cab holding onto you as he looked out of the window barking at the driver where to go. He knew he was acting out, but in the midst of all of this he was annoyed, upset and he wanted to shake sense into you. He was holding himself together, a poised expression covering his burning fire that was inside of him. When you got home he would make sure you knew it, he wouldn’t stop until you knew that you were beautiful, and loved. He was going to make sure you only remembered him and what he could do for you. His mind roamed with endless thoughts of what he could do to you, a tiny smirk ghosting on his lips as he got lost in his thoughts.

Arriving to your place, Yoongi paid for the fair, pulling you gently out of the cab he walked with you towards your apartment since he didn’t want to go back to the dorms today. Knowing the guys would be in, he wanted to make sure no one interrupted his plans with you. Yoongi grabbed at your keys unlocking your door, and you sat there wondering idly why he had been so distance, you knew he had to revolve around you and feeling guilty for not being able to hold yourself up you beat yourself up, escaping to your cruel thoughts that only harmed you and never helped you. Once you were inside, you took off your heels, and Yoongi took off his shoes as well and loosened his tie. You were about to walk past him but Yoongi gripped at your waist pushing you against the wall. His hand on your waist, he leaned close to you, slowly he inched, his breath cascading on your features and fanning your face as he continued to lean close. The world seemed to stop around you two, his eyes fluttered close slowly and his lips met yours causing your own eyes to shut. His lips pressed against yours with want and need. Each searing kiss left you breathless and clinging onto him to get more. His hands moved to trap your body against his. Yoongi could feel something spark inside of him, holding you close like this, feeling your hands come up his broad chest to tangle into his soft black locks. It was driving him on edge. He let his hands go down farther slowly, flicking across your bottom lip for entrance and when you gave it to him he slowly let his tongue enter into your mouth, his tongue roaming your mouth, over the insides of your jaw and the roof of your mouth. His tongue took the time to roam over your tongue and teeth, the kiss becoming sloppy somewhat but neither of you cared. Yoongi sucked on your tongue, pulling the wet muscle into his mouth before he would pull back with a pop smiling down at you. He pulled back to pick you up bridal style knowing that you didn’t like it because you felt you were too heavy for him, when he was stronger than you gave him credit for. You wanted to tell him not to, but when he was in this mode you knew better than to go against his word. Yoongi placed you on your king-sized bed, turning on the light to shine in the darkened room, he walked towards you, helping you sit up so that he could slowly take your dress off as his lips met against yours again in a slow dance. You reached up, trying to find the light switch so that you could turn the light off. Yoongi noticing this stopped your hand and pulled back from you causing you to give a puzzled look.

“But we always do it with the lights off..” You said softly feeling unsure in yourself.

“Not today, I want to see you baby.” Yoongi stated reaching his hand down to comb through your wild locks, with his anger died out he just wanted to treat you like a queen and make you focus on only him.

“I don’t know Yoongi-“ You stated even more nervous and he shushed you humming.

“Either you will, or we won’t have sex at all until you’re ready.” Yoongi stood his ground giving you an ultimatum looking in your eyes. He waited you out staring at you letting you decide what you wanted to do. After some time, you sighed, nodding your head as you gave in.

“Okay..  We can try it.” You said softly. You knew you had so much to lose, in your mind anyways. What if he didn’t like what he saw? What if it repulsed him so much that he stopped? Yoongi didn’t leave you alone with your thoughts too much, he helped you stripped down slowly until you were laying on your back in nothing under him. He gave a soft smile, stepping back he stripped for you as well, creating a puddle of clothes on the floor he crawled on the bed spreading your legs wide. He started at the crook of your neck and going downwards he pressed multiple kisses and hickeys onto your body, marking you as his. Your skin throbbed at the places you were bitten at or sucked on, and he made sure that with every hickey he made you whimper in pleasure. His mouth descended to paint your breast with his love bites and he kissed over your stomach, moving your hands that tried to hide your stretch marks. Yoongi licked over your stretch marks kissing them and letting his fingers brush against him as he nuzzled your stomach trying to be cute. It caused you to laugh and cringe, his whole face lit up seeing you smile even if it cost him his manly imagine. He spread your legs wide, his tongue circling around your heat. He pressed soft kisses against your soaking wet pussy. He let his tongue flick out against your clit, wrapping his lips around it soon after he gave you a few harsh sucks letting his tongue flick up and down around the wet pert bud. His nose inhaled your essence causing his mouth to water more as he focused on getting you off.

He moved to shove his tongue inside of your heat as well, curving it and instantly finding your spot because it had been mapped out in his head. His fingers came up to thrust in and out of you while others brushed against your wet clit, he was stretching you out and getting you ready for him. The sounds of you crying out in pleasure and clutching the sheets above your head for him, made his blood rush south and he was becoming needier for you by the second. His tongue changed paces from quick to slow, building you up and tearing you down until you were a begging mess under you. He pulled back rubbing your clit with two fingers.

“Tell me you’re beautiful.” He stated and you looked at him like he had just offended you, he smirked lazily slowing his fingers down before plunging two inside of you working you up.

“I. Can’t do that.” You struggled to get out between your moans. Yoongi let his fingers scissor you at a relentless pace before he pulled them out and tapped your clit, bringing you down from your high only to plunge his fingers back inside of you.

“Can’t or won’t?” He asked you as he repeated the same thing. You wanted to challenge him and see how long he would keep this up. First the lights now this? You shook your head thinking that if you could angle your hips you would make yourself cum. But Yoongi was smart giving you shallow thrusts and missing your spot completely teasing you and leaving you hanging at the same time.

“OKAY YOONGI! I’m beautiful!” You whined softly not liking the teasing game that he was playing with you.

“Good girl.” You cooed out removing his fingers from your heat. He sucked on his fingers as he moved to get between your legs aligning himself with your entrance. He kissed your lips slowly leaning over you as he sunk into your heat causing a moan to slip from both of your hips.

He held his hips steady letting you adjust to him, and once he felt you had, he started to slowly thrust in and out of you, letting you relish in the feeling of him stretching you. He was thick, and you loved it so much to feel it inside of you. Your hands moved down to grab at his hips and pull him closer, your eyes locking for a time as you took a deep breath. Yoongi leaned down to pepper your face in kisses gently chuckling at how needy you were being. He gripped at your hands with his gently moving them up above your head so that he could pick up the pace starting to slowly slam in and out of you. Your wet pussy wrapped around his walls, the juices sliding down from your slick folds onto his balls and the sheets under you. He shuddered enjoying the pleasure, hips meeting and rocking against one another. Your mind was going blank with just thoughts of him, his name rolling off your tongue as he fucked you slowly against the mattress. His speed picked up, drawing out with you looking so needy under him. He started to slam harshly into you causing the bed to shake as your hips met and touched one another. The sounds of your sex could be heard bouncing off the quiet wall, the room becoming hot as you grinded against each other on the sheets. Yoongi pressed his forehead against yours whispering a soft ‘I love you’ as he looked into your eyes. Freeing one of his hands he reached down to rub your clit in time with his thrusts helping to aid you.

“Yoongi- I’m going to cum.” You breathed out looking at him with water wetting your eyes from how good it felt.

“You know better.” He hissed in a deep voice leaning down to bite your bottom lip.

“Daddy can I please cum? Please daddy!” You begged as you felt your slick walls tightening around him, it wouldn’t be long and you knew it. Yoongi at first didn’t give in and listen to you, slamming his hips against yours pressing against your spot over and over again, but after seeing you convulse under him, he nodded his head burying his face in your neck. With the okay your eyes drifted shut as your hips snapped up to meet his pace, relishing in the feeling of him touching you and being inside of you, in no time you were cumming on his shaft spilling your essence out. Yoongi groaned biting on your soft flesh, giving you a few more pumps before he pulled out to stroke himself off letting it coat the lower part of your stomach. He hummed gently pausing above you to catch his breath.

Once he was calmed down he went to the bathroom to get a warm towel wiping you off with it. He made sure you were clean and put it into the dirty hamper moving to climb back on the bed and hold. Yoongi didn’t have to say much in the silence you knew that he loved you and he cared, so you stayed there in his arms letting him play in your hair until your eyelids were getting heavy and you were falling asleep.

hellodarkness567  asked:

Could you do a fic about the team's reactions after episode 6 in season 4 of voltron? Maybe have Keith be angsty and say he doesn't have a family? Maybe klance? If you want to that is.

*fingerguns away*

Lance’s cheering brings him back.

Keith snaps his eyes open, blinking in surprise because he hadn’t even realized he had closed them. He looks around the room, the team reunited for the moment and enjoying each other’s company after the battle; hugs and pats shared between them casually with a heavy air of relief hanging above them.

Keith stands on the back, though, body half turned from the openly show of affection and something in his stomach flips when he sees his fami -


‘Not attachments’, Kolivan had said, ‘There’s only the mission.’

God, then why were his last thoughts about these people? Why were Hunk’s booming laugh and Pidge’s cheeky smile in his head as purple took over his vision? Why were Allura’s warmth from her hugs and Shiro’s playful ruffles on the back of his mind while screams had filled his ears? Why was Coran’s praise and caring words playing like a broken record as he had dived down straight towards the barrier?

Why had Lance’s blue eyes had been the only thing he saw in the darkness as he waited for what he thought was sealed?

He shakes his head, throwing his head up in hopes to maintain the wetness he feels on the edge of his eyes back, trying to keep them from falling.

It works, for maybe a tick, and he’s ready to leave the room, slip away unnoticed because he knows he’s not strong enough to look at them in the eye, not after what he almost pulled, there’s no way -


He stops mid-step, looking behind his shoulder to meet Matt’s eyes, unnerving and steady. Keith sighs internally before he turns back to face him fully.

“We gotta talk,” Matt says quietly, keeping his voice low and Keith sees his intentions, and while he appreciate them, he doesn’t need them.

He needs to leave.

“About what?” Keith says instead, hardening his eyes when Matt takes a step forward.

“About what happened back there,” Matt says somberly.

There it is.

“There’s nothing to talk about.”

Matt sighs, hand running through his hair. “Keith, you were about to -”

God, hasn’t he heard the start of that lecture so many times already. “I did what I had to do -”

This time, Matt scowls. His gaze turns into an outraged glare and Keith sees a small glimpse of Shiro whenever Keith had surpassed his patience. “By diving straight to a death sentence - ¡?”

Keith groans, eyebrows furrowed now irritated because Matt’s raising his voice means awareness and that’s something he can’t afford. “You don’t understand - ”

“It wouldn’t have worked, Keith! You trying to take down the barrier with your own ship wouldn’t have worked and you would be dead right now! Why can’t you see - ?”

“You tried what.”

Both men freeze at the third voice. Keith sees Matt turning his head back to where the team stand from the corner of the eye, but he keeps his eyes down, lump on his throat growing by the second.

Shiro’s voice reappears not even a tick later, losing its leader tone and turning into a confused and concerned older brother, fearing for the answer he already knows.

“Keith, answer me.”

God, he can’t. He can’t.

There’s a heavy sudden silence above them and there’s not enough air to fill his lungs but his feet stay frozen in the spot, hands turned into fists but unable to stop their shaking.

“That’s…that’s not true, it can’t be, hah, right?” Pidge chuckles weakly after a few ticks, glasses missing from her face as she turns her head to her side to catch her brother’s eyes, “Matt? Matt, come on, tell me the truth, he wasn’t - Keith did not…”

She trails off, the deep sigh leaving Matt’s lips being enough answer for the fifteen year old before she sucks in a sharp sob.

“K-Keith?” She asks quietly, voice breaking at the beginning and Keith’s heart follows suit.

Keith swallows down the lump on his throat, knowing full well it was useless but he had to try. “Pidge, I -”

“What were you thinking?” Lance whispers then, cutting him off, looking almost horrified as he shakes his head in disbelief, voice raising by each step he takes forward, “What - What were you thinking ¡?”

‘You’, Keith answers by instinct inside his head, ‘All of you.’

He doesn’t voices his thoughts and it’s not like he would have been able to, because before he knows it, there’s a hard pull on his wrist and then he’s falling towards a blue and white chest plate, face against the crook of Lance’s neck and Keith’s breath hitches.

“L-Lance -”

“God, Keith, what do I have to do to make you understand?” Lance whispers, face buried in Keith’s hair as he tries to control his sniffles, “Just tell me. Tell me what I have to do to make you believe me.”

“Believe -?”

“That you’re family,” Hunk answers him instead, his strong and comforting presence hugging them both from behind, “You’ve always been family.”

They are just words, simple word that shouldn’t mean nothing but God, does it feel like there’s a weight off his shoulders as soon as he hears them.

He dares to hope. He dares to hope that maybe these people who he consider family also think that way of him and Keith’s heart make a sharp tug.

“We will have a talk later,” Shiro says quietly as he steps forward and wraps his arms around the small group, “But that can wait for now…I’m just glad you are okay.”

“Don’t you ever pull that stunt again,” Allura whispers, joining the hug from the side as resting her head against Hunk’s bicep, staring right into Keith’s eyes with a concern edge on them.

Pidge sniffles, squeezing her way until she’s between Lance and Keith, arms wrapped against Keith’s was it and burying her face in his chest. “Asshole.”

Keith laughs wetly in response, hand passing through her hair soothingly before he turns his head to the side, meeting Lance’s blue eyes.

The brunet offers a small smile, bumping his forehead against Keith’s playfully and sighing contently, lips moving in a promise of a future talk but for now, they just hold each other.

He dares to hope one more time.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I really like your blog! And I request if that's okay! Can you write the reactions that the RFA would have when they see that MC doesn't have a limbs. And mc never told them because "you guys never asked". Thank you!!

I’m not too sure what you mean by “doesn’t have a limbs” (any limbs? a limb?) so I’m just going to go with amputee MC who’s missing an arm ^^; Note: MC’s prosthetic is smth like Kaitlyn Dobrow’s if you’re wondering. Her channel is rad as heck so check iT OUT


The moment he set eyes on you, he tears up and you’re like “??!!??”

“I didn’t know… But it’s okay!!! I think you’re still really pretty. And your arm looks cool…” A sniffle, then: “Did you not tell us because… you felt self-conscious…?” 

In truth, he usually feels pretty damn insecure about himself after hanging around wealthy, talented and attractive people all day. His insecurities suddenly looks super small compared to what you must have to deal with, though. So he prepares this entire speech inside his head and you’re like:

“Oh it just didn’t occur to me to tell you guys. You never asked haha.” And goes on smiling, radiating confidence and beauty and grace and boi he’s smi t t en. He goes on crying, the speech turning into some babble about his fears and how he admires your ability to go through life being chill af. You hug him lots tbh pls hug him lots he trie s  hi s  b est


She doesn’t comment on it at first, trying to Play It Cool. But you can tell she has questions and often acts awkwardly because she isn’t sure how to approach it. So you casually bring it up in a joking manner.

“Can you open the jam jar for me? Metal hands sucks at lids.” 

She rushes over immediately and the moment the jar lid pops open, the questions comes flowing. “Does it hurt? What happened? If you don’t mind me asking!! You don’t have to reply, of course… Is it alright if I hug you like this? How about like this? Does it get in the way when I do this?” Jaehee pls how are you gonna reply if she doesn’t stop talki n g

She listens to your answers with no judgement, only curiosity. Her eyes lights up with love and adoration with every passing moment as she grows to understand you more. There’s still some sadness in her though, wishing that she could do more for you even after you reassures her that you are mostly content with how things are. 


He smiles naturally when he greets you and treats you like a princess. Sweet words and pet names flow like honey from his lips and you soak it all up. For the first time, you feel truly precious, though you do wonder if he’s only so calm because he’s an actor.

The first comment he makes on your arm is: “Can I sign my name on it?”

It’s followed by a bit of flustered rambling. “Y’know, like, with a sharpie? When I had a cast on my leg a lot of people wanted to sign it— of course, I’m not saying that it’s the same thing I just… Is this a dumb question?” You manage to assure him that he’s fine, and laughed. A lot. Poor boy doesn’t know what to do with himself. You ask him why he doesn’t seem surprised with your arm even though you forgot to tell everyone and he blushed.

“It’s not that… I am surprised. And I want to ask you a lot of questions but I don’t want it to get in the way of our first meeting, you know? I wanted this to be perfect.” 


He does know quite a lot about disabilities, given that his best friend is currently blind and he has had experience with customers/clients/employees who are disabled before. So there isn’t any awkwardness when you two meet, and you soon realise that his protectiveness has nothing to do with your missing arm.

“Jumin, It’s fine. I’m safe. I’ll call you as soon as I get home, alright?” It’s only then that he glances at your prosthetic.

“Alright. However, I do wish you’d wear the dress for the party. You’d look stunning in it. And…” He pulls out a box, opens it and presents it to you. In it is an arm that ooks like it has been meticulously designed by a team of artists, not a hospital. A piece of royalty— emerald green highlighted by gold, carved into the shape of a shoulder guard that looks like it should belong to a medieval armour. And, you’d later find, it fits you perfectly.

“I contacted your doctor for guidance.” He says with a light shrug, cheeks dusted a light pink. He luvs u lots


O boi he does n o t get a nice reveal.

You have been using one of your more realistic prosthetics so he never noticed from the cameras. And he mostly stays out of your medical documents out of respect for your privacy, only paying attention to your criminal records and schooling when doing your background check. His reveal comes midway through your scuffle with Unknown— a sharp yank and a faulty clasp results in your arm literally ripping off your body.

You’ve never seen someone so shocked and genuinely horrified before.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He jumps straight to the point after the danger has passed and you could see leftover panic shaking his entire frame. Your reason dies in your throat— you’ve honestly just forgotten and scared him half to death because of it. Tears started to fall from under his glasses, thoughts racing faster than his heartbeat of what he could’ve and should’ve done, but never did to ensure your safety. “Do you know how much danger you were in? If he had known before I did, he could have taken advantage of that. He c-could have taken you.

“I—… I’m so sorry.” o no ur crying too :c

He halts in his pacing, stuttering breaths calming down as he looks at you. No, the only one to blame is him and his incompetence. “I’m sorry I—” He wilts. “I shouldn’t have yelled. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

Naruto confession to their lovers
  • Naruto: Hinata... I was wondering if you know...spend some fun time with me and eat together in the Ichiraku Ramen Shop. Also...we could hang out..and...takes things to the next level?
  • Hinata: *blushing so hard*
  • Naruto: t...that a yes or a no? *sweats continuously*
  • Hinata: Yes, yes yes!
  • Naruto: Alright! (This will be he best day of my life, I was so scared if she said no!)
  • ______________________________
  • Sasuke: Sakura *wind blows his hair* I know I have done terrible things in the past and...this time. As I have been traveling. I notice how I was stupid to cut you of out my life. I really want to spend time with you. I really mean it. I-
  • Sakura: Sasuke-kun?
  • Sasuke: *takes out Sakura's hand and puts it on his chest and lets Sakura listens to his heart beat*
  • Sakura: *blushes* Sasuke...*cries a little with joy*
  • Sasuke: I want to be with you.
  • ____________________________
  • Shikamaru: are the only one who knows me well and even though you're scary
  • Temari: *looks pissed* what is that suppose to mean?
  • Shikamaru: woah wooah ....I'm not good at these things but Temari. Even though you are a troublesome beautiful lady, I would like to stick with you and never let you go. Would you like to spend some time with me?
  • Temari: *blushing* ...being with yo me is such a drag
  • Shikamaru: *chuckles* Yeah, I know but I'm sure of it.
  • __________________________
  • Sai: *enters Ino's flower shop* Hey, Ino! I'm looking for a beautiful flower.
  • Ino: What is it for? For decoration? For-
  • Sai: For a girl
  • Ino: *looks a little bit upset* A ...girl?
  • Sai: Yup, she's so beautiful. I think of her whenever I see her and she recused me so that's why she's so precious to me! She's an angel that I can't take my eyes off!
  • Ino: Is...that so...?
  • Sai: I have a drawing of you want to see?
  • Ino: *looks upset* s-sure....w..why not?
  • Sai: *gives Ino the drawing* See? Such beauty....I wish she'll be my future girlfriend!
  • Ino: *sees a portrait of herself*'s me!
  • Sai: *goes closer to Ino and whispers* I know it's you, Ms Beautiful..
  • Ino: you mean it? About me being your...
  • Sai: Why would I lie? *touches Ino's hair* Would you want to go on a date with me? I could even show you more drawings I created of you.
  • Ino:
  • Sai: I'll take that as a yes, my princess *kisses Ino's hand*
  • _____________________________
  • *Kiba and Tamaki walking around Konoha*
  • Kiba: ....Tamaki....
  • Tamaki: Kiba-kun? What's up?
  • Kiba: Remember our first chat together?
  • Tamaki: The one when you were helping your friend to get honey wine?
  • Kiba: Er....yeah
  • Tamaki: What about it? Wait is it about Momo, my cat? Did he say rude things about you?
  • Kiba: No no no..
  • Tamaki: Phew....then what is it?
  • Kiba: *stops walking and goes closer to Tamaki* Damn it! *blushes* I'm not good at these things and i stutter when I say this but it's time that I should do it!
  • Tamaki: Kiba? You're not making any sense....
  • Kiba: Ah, crap.....I really like you...Tamaki....and I thank god that i had the opportunity to see you at Sora-Ku! I would really like....if....we....can...well....consider ourselves as.....
  • Tamaki: A couple?
  • Kiba: *blushes so hard* ...I.....
  • Tamaki: You're so easy to read, dog boy. Of course! I would love to spend my life with a handsome man *puts her arms over Kiba's shoulders* like you, Kiba-kun? Because...I like you...really...I mean it! Me too, I'm glad we met. Even though we are different, who says that dogs and cats can't be together?
  • Kiba: *hugs Tamaki* I'm glad you feel the same, cat girl!
  • Tamaki: me too, dog boy!
  • ______________________________
  • Choji: Karui, you're the woman who doesn't give no bananas about my size and I'm glad that you don't. I'm very happy that we got to hang out more and I really think that i might have feelings for you, chococlate sunshine.
  • Karui: Ehh.....You really think so?! I...well...think the same. You care about my opinions and you are always there for me! You're my big strong butterfly....I'm glad that you like me because I like you too!
  • Choji: So do you want to go to my house and eat something together *holds Karui's hands and blushes*
  • Karui: *blushes* S..sure... I would love that.
  • ______________________________
  • *Lee and Tenten in a training hall*
  • *Lee stops training*
  • Lee: Tenten?
  • Tenten: What's wrong? You stopped training?
  • Lee: ....I.... *takes a deep breath*
  • Lee: We have spend some time together and we have similar connections and i would like if our connections collide into one. Tenten, to me, you're one of the strongest kunoichi that I have seen and I wish to spend more training with you and see you grow! I may be so annoying to you in the past but right now, I just....want you to see me as a man and show you how much I want to spend more time and...l-love with you...Tenten...I
  • Tenten: *kisses Lee's forehead* You are already a man to me and I would like to see our connections grow together and become one...Lee...Yes... I would like to be with you.
  • _____________________________
  • Shino: I know it's weird saying this to you and I'm kinda freaked out on saying this but I talking to you and I wish we hanged out more and well...united....
  • Akamaru: woof....(wtf)
  • Shino: ...damn it.....I can't do one likes me....
  • Insets: buzzzzzzzz (you have us)
  • Shino: I know I have you.
  • Akamaru: Woof....woof woof...(I should find leave and find Kiba)
  • Shino: I'm glad that people wouldn't see me crying as I walk around Konoha.
  • Shiho: *looks at Shino from a distances and giggles*
  • Shino: Huh? *turns around and sees Shiho*
  • *both of them look at each other and blush*
  • *Kiba sees the connection as he walks towards Shino*
  • Kiba: Oooooooo... you have a crush.....
  • Shino: Stop it!
  • _____________________________
  • (Requested) ;---; NejiTen
  • Neji: Tenten?
  • Tenten: Yeah...
  • Neji: In the future, I always think in what will happen to me? Will I die (;-;)
  • Or will I live (;----;) but the most important question is who will I be with before this happens?
  • Tenten: Yeah...okay....what are you trying to say?
  • Neji: Tenten, if the world ends today, I would like to be with you and stick with you. I know you see me as a team mate but i would to expand that. I was a pain to you and harsh before but I want to change! ...and become the man you want! And I'll do it - if you like me....
  • Tenten: You felt this like me?
  • Neji: I will always do you, my ninja twin bun strong kunoichi.
  • Tenten: then, promise me you will stick with me and protect forever.
  • Neji: You don't need to be protected by me! You're so strong. Even I can't touch you...
  • Tenten: Neji....*lays on his lap* I will always stick with you and protect matter what.
  • ______________________________

anonymous asked:

Hi I was wondering if you could write an Kon x reader where the reader is Damian's twin sister and she is treated like she is in Face The Music and when she turns 18 Kon proposes but she doesn't tell anyone in her family apart from Alfred who gets an invitation and she asks him to walk her down the aisle and the rest of the bat fam find out because superman holds a justice league meeting where he introduces hi new daughter in law to everyone as they've never met her before. Thx

I took from sleeping meds before I wrote this, so I’m not sure how it turned out! Hope you liked it!


The first time you meet Kon-El is when you’re 14. It’s been four years since you moved with your twin brother Damian to live with your father. Kon, or Conner as his human friends call him, is one of the few people to pay attention to you. Since you aren’t a vigilante, no one in your family ever seems to have time for you. But ever since you first met Kon he’s always made it a point to fly to Gotham and talk to you.

You’re 16 when Conner asks you out on a date for the first time.


A pebble hits your balcony window, and you roll your eyes at Conner’s antics but still get up and open the balcony doors.

“Really, Kon? Throwing pebbles at my window? Can you be anymore cliché?”

Kon smirks, “I could ask you to let down your hair, or I could be your Romeo and climb up there”

“You really are such a loser! Get up here nerd!” Kon jumps up to your balcony, leaning in for a hug as soon as you’re in arms-reach. Conner knows that your family rarely acknowledges you, making you practically touch-starved.

“Did you get a chance to talk to your father?”

“No, he, um, he didn’t have time to talk to me today” Kon opens his mouth, but you interrupt him, “But! But I talked to Alfred, and he gave you permission to take me on a date.”

“Yes! I’m gonna treat you like the princess you are! I have everything planed out, all you need to do is get ready!”

Conner’s enthusiasm makes your heart swell, none of your previous boyfriends ever went to the lengths that Kon goes to. They only ever wanted you because you were Bruce Wayne’s daughter. Kon wants you for you.

“What time do you want me ready?”

“Can you be ready at 9:00 AM tomorrow?”

“Your date will last the whole day?”

“Yes! We’ll get brunch, go to …” He stops, “Nope, you know what, it’s gonna be a surprise. You’re gonna love it! I worked with Alfred to make sure you’d enjoy it”

“You seriously worked with Alfred?”

“Totally! And yes, he already threatened me with his kryptonite shotgun, so don’t worry about that!”

You groan, letting your head fall in your hands, “Oh god, he didn’t! But he totally would, not like father cares enough to do something like that”

Kon reaches out, wrapping you in another hug and laying a kiss on the top of your head, “Don’t worry about them, sweetheart. You deserve so much more than them. You’re so good and kind, and that group of assholes don’t know what they’re missing.”

Before you know it you’re 18 and you and Kon have been dating for two years. You had gotten really close to Clark, Mrs. Kent, and even Kon’s other father Lex Luthor. Unfortunately, Bruce doesn’t have time to go to your graduation and Damian had no interest in walking with the rest of the class, so his diploma was being mailed to the Manor. The only people there to support you are Alfred, who has to leave as soon as he gives you congratulations, Clark, Lex, Mrs. Kent, and of course Conner. They even taking you out to a celebratory dinner in Metropolis.

“We’re so proud of you, Y/N!!”

“Thanks guys, I’m so glad that you were able to come”

Conner leans forward, pressing a brief kiss to your lips, “We wouldn’t miss it for the world, doll”

“Yeah well, if only my father was as dedicated as you guys.”

“You don’t have to worry about him anymore, you’re an adult now”

You flash a brief smile, “I guess you’re right. I already have an apartment here in Metropolis, and a job as Lex’s secretary, I bet Mercy will be glad that I’m coming on full-time.”

Lex chuckles, “That she will, and I’ll finally have someone who will get me coffee without threatening me”

“Of course, Mr. Luthor”

Kon rolls his eyes but reaches out for you again. “I have something to say, sweetheart, and I don’t want you to interrupt until I’m done, alright?”

“Um … alright”

He takes a deep breath, cupping both of your hands in his, “I love you. I’ve loved you from the moment that I saw you sitting alone in your family gardens. You were the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, and have grown into a strong and gorgeous woman. I’ve loved you for years, and I hope that you give me the chance to love you for many more. Y/N Wayne,” Kon slowly gets down on one knee, pulling a black box out of his pocket, “will you marry me?”

Words don’t seem to want to come to you. All you can do is nod frantically, holding your hand out, finally a breathless, “yes” makes it past your lips. The entire restaurant bursts into applause, several people whistling. Kon scoops you into his arms, spinning you around before sweeping you into a deep kiss.

He pulls back, resting his forehead against yours, “I love you”

“I love you too, Conner”

It’s been almost three months since you’ve been engaged, and this is the first time you’re been back to the Manor.

“Hey, Alfie. It’s been a while”

“Miss Wayne” Alfred’s voice is slightly admonishing even as he opens the door wider, “You should know that you do not need to knock”

“It’s not like I live here anymore, Alfie, didn’t think it’d be good to just walk in unannounced”

Alfred leads you to the kitchen, “It has been quite lonely without you here, Y/N”

“I know, and I’m sorry for not visiting, but everything’s been so busy at LexCorp. And … well … I have some good news!”

Setting down a plate of cookies and tea, Alfred sits down beside you, “What is it?”

You quickly hold out your left hand, “I’m getting married!!”

The older man’s eyes widen, “To Mister Kent?”

“Yes! Conner proposed! And … and I’d like you walk me down the aisle”

“Me? Would your father …”

“I’m not telling Bruce or anyone else in this house about my wedding. You were more of a family to me than any of them ever were, you’re the only one I want there”

“Of course, it would be an honor to walk you down the aisle”

You fling your arms around Alfred, “Thank you, Alfie”

The door opens behind you, “tt, I did not realize you had returned, harlot. Has Metropolis finally decided that you are useless and sent you back, or has the Kryptonian come to his senses and left you?”

“Shut up, brat! Your ruining the moment, go away, you can get your snack later”

“Enough, harlot, you have no right to tell me what to do. You should not even be here! You are not wanted, you have never been wanted! We thought we were rid of your presence, but here you are again!”

For years you’d known that Damian has hated you, but he’d never been to blatant in his dislike, “Damian!”

“Get out! You are not welcome here! You are not wanted here! You are nothing but a burden!”

“Master Wayne, enough!!” Even Damian looks shocked at Alfred’s raised voice, “Your sister has done nothing to you! I am tired of your constant belittlement of the others in this house!”

“You have no right …!”

“Stop, Damian! If I’m that much of a bother to you, I’ll leave! I already told Alfred what I came here to tell him!” Turning to Alfred, you pull him into one more hug, “Call me later, okay? We’ll go over dates, and I’ll tell you more about my new life”

“Of course, Miss Y/N”

Alfred walks you to the door and then out to your car, “Will you … will you tell the others that I said hello?”

“Of course. I’ll tell them”

You’ve been married for only two weeks when Superman ask you to meet the rest of the Justice League. Apparently, he had let it slip that Superboy was on his honeymoon, and everyone had insisted on meeting you.

“You mean I get to go up to the Watchtower and personally meet the founders of the Justice League?!?”

“Yes, I’ve organized a private meeting. Kon will go with you, he’ll introduce you to everyone. They are all very eager to meet you”

“Will Batman be there?”

Clark lets out a barking laugh, “Batman hardly ever shows up to meeting that he himself hasn’t called. He doesn’t think that this kind of thig is important enough to draw his attention, so I can almost guarantee that he won’t be there.”

“Alright, good. I – I don’t want to face him. I never told him that I got engaged, much less married! This would definitely be in interesting way for him to find out.”

“Don’t worry, Y/N, I can almost guarantee that he won’t be there”

As soon as you step into the JLA conference room you lock eyes with the one person you had been hoping not to see.

One of Conner’s arms wrap tightly around your waist, “Hello everyone. I’d like to introduce you to my wife, Y/N”


Turning slightly, you force a smile onto your face, “Hello, father. It’s been a while”

anonymous asked:

Hello! I was wondering if you could do a reaction headcanon for the Bros seeing s/o in her glasses for the frist time, like she doesn't like to wear them. SFW or NSFW your choice. I love your work 😄 keep up the good work!

As a person who needs “Specs”, my first time wearing them, recorded on an old phone somewhere is me stomping around like a prancing T-rex because I wasn’t use to them. I was 16, I could not see for about 11 years, and then suddenly…trees have leaves, and then I broke my glasses and wear my contacts more lol…What I’m getting at is glasses are strange!



“Morning Sweetie.” You cooed to your boyfriend, who was staring at you in confusion as he finally woke up. Maybe he forgot that you had moved in yesterday, granted you had spent the night hundreds of time before that. So him waking up beside you in his large bed wasn’t anything new.

“You um…you have something on your face.” Noctis replied.

You reached up wiping your face, “Did I get it?”

He shook his head, so you tried again. After the third time, you got fed up and demanded he come over and fix it for you. Only for him to reach up removing your glasses.

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livixnike  asked:

Something with secret identity like.... JM and jk know each other from the past but one of them has something to hide so he fakes that he's someone else or doesn't remember him and the other is ashamed of himself bc of reasons? Btw your au was amazing <3

🌸Jungkook rolls in his bed once again. He looks out of the big window, rain pouring on the streets, just like that night when he ran away.

🌸Jungkook was only 17. Too young for the judgment of the world, too young to go through all the shit his feelings would imply. So he just ran away from them. from him.

🌸He met Jimin, a lovely boy with plump lips and soft eyes, when he was 8 years old. Jimin was hanging out with his friends, 2 years older than Jungkook, so he just curled at the side of the park, playing with his toy car. When one of those older kids came to snatch that toy from the younger, it was Jimin that conforted him and gave him his red car back.

🌸From that day, they were inseparable. They spent all the afternoons together, first at the park, then in their rooms playing videogames.

🌸When Jungkook turned 16, Jimin gave him a kiss on the cheek. Jungkook realised that he loved the other in a way you weren’t supposed to love a friend.

🌸One year later, Jungkook found out Jimin had a crush on a pretty girl. Her hair were long and of a warm tone of brown, his legs were long and she was overall very femenine.

🌸He ran away a few nights later, the rain partially covering his tears. 

🌸Rolling another time, he takes his phone from the bedside table, scrolling through the list of contacts.

🌸”Fuck,I’m so gonna regret this”

🌸He types fast, his heart explodig in his chest.

🌸”Hi, how are you? I know it’s been three years since we last talked, but I was thinking about you, and I still have your number” With his hand shaking,he waits for an answer that maybe is never gonna arrive.

🌸”Uh, sorry, I changed my phone and I lost all of my contacts. Who’s this?” I can’t do this, I can’t do this, I can’t.

🌸”Sorry, I must have the wrong number. Bye.” What a fucking coward.

🌸 “No… Are you Jungkook? You ran away three years ago. How’re you? I miss you.” Holy fuck, this is your occasion Jungkook!

🌸 “Uh, no, my name is not Jungkook. Sorry buddy, goodbye. I’m sorry for your friend” he smacks his head so hard that he can see the stars.

🌸 “Oh.. Well… Maybe I wasn’t that much of a friend if he ran away like that and disappeared. Probably he hated me or something.” Shit. 

🌸 “I’m sure he didn’t. Maybe he had reasons to do it.” Yes, way to go, nochu.

🌸 “Thank you, you are really kind. Uhh… maybe we can text another time? :)” OH HELL NO

🌸 “Yes, sure!” What the fuck.

🌸 They texts each other almost everyday, telling stories and horibble puns. But Jungkook knows Jimin. He knows what is going to happen.

🌸 “So, we text so much but I don’t even know your face. How about we meet?” Okay Jungkook, you can do this. You can’t disappear another time. You can’t do this to him.

🌸 “Yes, but I’m not sure you’ll like me”

🌸 The next day, Jungkook waits Jimin, seated on a bench of the park they always went as kids.

🌸 Jimin arrives, more beautiful than ever, with his new orange hair and the body of a greek god.

🌸 Jimin sees him: his childhood friend, the boy he loves so much but was so scared to terrify with his feelings. A tear falls from his eye, soon others to join it.

🌸 Jungkook is crying too, dampening his jeans, fearing a rejection.

🌸 Before they know it, they are hugging so tight they can barely breath. Jimin can hear the sobs of the younger on his ear, and he kisses the brown soft hair, threading his hands in them.

🌸 Jungkook finds the courage to talk on the older’s neck.

🌸 “I tried so much to forget you. I run away because I was scared you would find me disgusting. I’m so sorry Jimin. I loved you. I still love you.”

🌸 Jimin sqeezes him, a tear wetting the younger’s hair.

🌸 “I love you too. I’ve always loved you.”

anonymous asked:

Can you do an imagine where y/N has failed in something, like her studies or jobs and is really upset about it but doesn't want Harry to see her all broken because you've always been tough around him?

IX “Honesty and Expectations”

It all started since you decided to study overseas. That was both the best and the hardest decision you’ve ever made. Dear Mother had cried until her eyes went dry, your father had cried when nobody was there to look at him… but they supported you. They were so proud of your accomplishments they couldn’t keep quiet. And they wouldn’t want to if they could. How could they? If their little girl was reaching for the stars on her own they wouldn’t shut their damn mouths for good. Not even if someone had paid them a million dollars.

… Well, maybe they could use a million dollars.

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anonymous asked:

Okay so... you said to bring more Langst prompts so... This kinda has Klance in it so plz don't hate, you don't have to put that in if you don't want to. So, Lance stays up late, he has been for quite a while. Lance cries about his insecurities so he doesn't get much sleep, sometimes none at all. It's been affecting his health and he starts having hallucinations of his family. He's usually late for training and eating. Keith gets angry and goes to scold Lance, only to find him screaming names.

I relate to this more than I should tbh

Lance washed off his facemask, not even surprised that it did nothing against the dark circles that hung beneath his eyes. He was tired. He had been for the past week? Maybe month now. He lost track. 

Lance rubbed his eyes and started to get ready, only half assing his morning routine. He didn’t even register the comb through his hair, or putting his green jacket on. His mind was occupied. 

Why do I keep thinking about them? It was bad enough when I couldn’t see them anymore but now I see them everywhere. Lance attempted to push his family out of his mind. He loved them to death but he knew he needed to focus and not worry the team. 


Lance pushed the goo around his plate as he watch Allura speak, barely listening. Man am I tired. 

“Lance!” Allura slightly slammed her hand down on the table, causing the boy to jump and everyone to stare at him. “You need to focus. We have to make sure training goes perfectly today since we will be losing time creating alliances the rest of the week.” 

“Of course princess. Sorry I’m just really tired today.” Lance stifled a yawn. 

Allura stared at him for a few more seconds before sighing. “Training deck in 15.” She glided out of the room. 


Lance sprinted into the training deck, he knew he was late. 

“Lance, you’re late!” Coran said like it was the happiest thing in the world. Did anything bother him? 

“Sorry, I was….distracted.” Lance gave the team a wide grin and a forced laugh. When he saw that no one questioned him he exhaled the breath he didn’t know he was holding. Lance couldn’t tell the team the real reason he was late. He actually thought he saw his sister, ON THE CASTLE!! He saw her but no matter how fast he ran he never caught up to her. 

Allura enter the training deck. “Good we’re all here. Let’s begin. 


 They were split into groups. Pidge with Hunk, Shiro with Allura, and of course Keith with Lance. 

Lance seemed to be the only one struggling with hand to hand combat. He wanted to say it was because he never used he hands, however Hunk was doing just fine and he had a bigger gun than Lance. 

Lance tried to give Keith a run for his money but he was tired. His head was pounding and he kept getting lightheaded. His vision would sometimes get blurry and he could barely stand at moments. 

Needless to say, Lance was a very easy opponent for Keith. Keith would put him down in about 10 ticks every time. Lance could barely keep up, let alone keep standing up. 

Lance could feel the annoyance radiating off Keith, he couldn’t bring himself to care. He just wanted to go to bed. 

After what felt like years Allura said that they were done. Lance listen to Shiro tell him what he needed to work on and he dragged himself back to his room. 

Lance barely got his armor off before he fell on his bed and passed out. 


Keith stomped towards Lance’s room, he was already pissed from training today. Lance didn’t even try to fight him, he was like a rag doll. Now Lance missed dinner? What was up with him recently. 

Keith stopped in front of Lance’s door, inhaled and knocked. 

No response. Come on Lance, I’m not in the mood for games.

Keith knocked louder. Still nothing. 

Keith was about to walk away, just because he was mad he still respected people’s privacy.

 Keith started to turn from the door when he heard something. Was that a whimper? Keith put his ear up to the door and listened. Yeah, those are definitely whimpers…..I’m sorry Lance. Keith opened the door. 

Keith stood outside the door and stared into the room. He saw Lance on his bed, thrashing around and whimpering. 

Keith stared wide eyed for a moment, then he walked towards Lance, making sure the door closed behind him. He stood a few inches away from Lance, his hands almost touching him. 

Lance looked horrible. He was shaking, and sweating. He was whimpering and saying names? Keith didn’t recognize any of the names. However he did recognize “Mama”. 

It didn’t take Keith long to figure out that Lance was talking about his family. He couldn’t watch it anymore, Keith reluctantly reached forwards and shook Lance. “Lance!”

 Lance flung his eyes opened and bolted forward nearly smacking into Keith in the process. 

Lance looked at keith and scurried to the opposite side of the bed and hugged his legs. “He-hey Keith. Time for dinner?”

Keith nodded and continued to stare at Lance. “Lance is everything alright?” Keith wanted to hug him, strange right, but he decided to stay where he was. 

“Yeah, of course! Just a dream.” Lance tried to laugh ot off but his voice was raw. 

“Lance, that wasn’t a dream. You can talk to me.” Keith sat on the edge of the bed hoping to calm Lance down.

Lance continued to stare at Keith, his breaths were coming fast and his shirt was soaked in sweat. Keith wouldn’t judge him…right? “I miss my family.” Lance swallowed around the lump in his throat. 

“Well that’s okay we all miss someone from Earth.” Lance responded by shaking his head.

“No like this is different from usual. I’m seeing them, I saw my sister in the castle. Keith I’m losing it aren’t I?” Keith stared at Lance even more. 

He was hallucinating, okay.  “Lance I think you’re just tired.” Keith was trying to find and answer for Lance.   

“I can’t. I only slept because of how tired I was. Everytime I sleep I see my family. They’re disappointed in them, I left Earth and didn’t tell them. I never want to make my mama cry but every time I dream, she cries.” Lance’s breathing started to pick up. “And when I don’t sleep my brain is occupied with everything I do wrong. I’m a failed pilot. I’m a failed teammate. I’m a failed friend. I can’t do anything right.” Lance fought back tears as his voice wavered. 

Keith wasn’t sure what part got him but he crawled across the bed and hugged Lance as tight as he could. He slowly felt his shoulder become wet and shaky arms wrap around him. 

“Lance your parents are not disappointed in you. You’re not a failure. You just need to cope and get help. There is no shame in it. You can talk to me whenever you need.”

Lance tried not to shake but he started to tremble all over as he sobbed on Keith’s shoulder. “Thank you Keith.” 


Roughly 2 months had passed and Lance started to sleep better. He brain stopped voicing his insecurities and he saw less of his family. He trained better, and he pilots Blue better than ever. He did it because of one thing. Every night he would sleep next to a certain Red paladin and every time Lance had an issue, he was right there to help. 

I am terrible sorry this took so long. 

I love this idea! Also never apologize for Klance, it’s my life.

I hope you like it!!!

Thank you!

merllennium  asked:

18, can will be the one crying b/c He doesn't find himself a good enough nurse?

18. While someone’s crying (you can get a crying will but for another reason bc i have big feelings about this)

Will lost a patient. That is evident as soon as Nico comes home and hears the eerie quiet of their apartment. There are only so many reasons Will wouldn’t be listening to music or humming as he cooked or cleaned or did whatever. And considering the difficult case he’s been worried about for several weeks now…

Nico leaves his shoes and coat and bag to the hall and silently makes his way through the apartment to the bedroom. He finds Will lying on Nico’s side of the bed, hugging a pillow and legs folded close to his chest, staring at the wall without probably really seeing anything. He looks so small and vulnerable like that, his face emotionless but ready to crumble under the slightest pressure.

It breaks Nico’s heart.

Without saying a word, Nico walks to the bed and lies down behind Will, carefully wrapping an arm around him to avoid startling him. Will is stiff, his muscles tense, but when Nico presses against his back he takes a hand and squeezes it so hard Nico’s fingers could break. Nico pushes a knee between both of Will’s, pulls him closer, and presses his lips comfortingly to the back of his neck.

Little by little the tension leaves Will’s body, but with the momentary calm comes the tremble; quiet sobs shaking Will’s body as he tries to keep them in, tries to be strong in a way he doesn’t need to be, tries to not fall apart. Will has always been soft, he’s always felt things deeper than Nico can understand, and for all the times Will has helped him calm down after a nightmare there are just as many times Nico has been there for Will’s cries and fears.

“You’re the one that told me”, Nico whispers against Will’s skin and strokes his knuckles with his thumb, “that being able to cry over a loss is the strongest thing a soldier can do.”

Will turns around in Nico’s arms and buries his face to the soft fabric of Nico’s shirt before letting the tears fall freely. Nico holds him tightly, dying a tiny bit inside with every sob and whimper, and runs a hand up and down Will’s back in a what he hopes is a soothing motion. His other hand buries itself to Will’s hair, holding Will’s head safely tucked under his chin as their bodies shake from the power of Will’s cries.

Nico knows words are pointless. He’s never been good with them, and this is not the time to start experimenting. And he knows how he himself would feel in his weakest moments if someone were to shoot empty words and promises to his face. Things will be okay, eventually, that is true, but that’s not something you want to hear when your whole world is gloom and dark.

“She was barely eleven, Nico”, are the first words Will manages to get out between the tears. Nico hates to hear them, hates that Will has to face dying children most every day, but he holds on tight and listens and maybe lets a tear fall on his own cheek, too. “She was just a child, how can - how can the fates be so cruel?”

Not having an answer that would be satisfactory to either of them, Nico stays quiet and just kisses Will’s hairline softly. It’s a question he has had frequently since he first learned about the nasty old ladies, and no matter how much he tries he will never understand what good could ever come from letting innocent children die. What he does understand is Will’s need to work in the children’s ward, helping and trying to prevent every death that he can, but in these moments where even that isn’t enough it’s hard to see the point in anything.

All Nico can do is hold Will through the sobs, smooth back his hair and help him breathe when it becomes too much. In and out, slowly, in and out, until all that’s left is bloodshed eyes and trembling lips and a wet spot of tears and snot on Nico’s shirt. That’s when Nico finally dares to smile, just a little, just enough to make Will know he’s proud of him regardless of what he thinks of himself.

Will tilts his head up enough to press their foreheads together. It’s something he’s always found comfort in, they both have, and Nico can feel calm settle in their bones.

“Why couldn’t I save her? Why couldn’t I save an innocent child, just this once?”

Will is not asking him, not really. Nico knows that, but still he cups Will’s cheek gently and presses a soft kiss on his lips before whispering, “Because when you take off the armor, every soldier is still only human.”

(thanks for the prompts, everyone!)

anonymous asked:

hello~ i was wondering if you could write a scenario where yongguk's gf is always doing being cute when she doesn't intend to be and he always ends up watching her with that soft look on his face? sorry if this was too elaborate haha. thanks!

Cuddling with Yongguk

Originally posted by 980703

genre: fluff
member: kim yongguk/jin longguo
summary: you and yonguk have a cute cuddling night filled with sweet and heart warming moments
requested: sorry this was so rushed and short!! tbh didn’t know exactly what to do but i still hope you liked it!!! 

  • it was friday night
  • which meant NETFLIX N CUDDLING w your boyfriend yongguk
  • and of course food cause like duh it’s food
  • the bell rang and in just your pyjama shorts and t shirt you opened the door
  • and there in sweats was yongguk with a box pizza and his arms held out ready for a hug
  • “PIZZA!!!!!” you scream grabbing the box without even giving a hug to yongguk and putting it on the coffee table
  • sorry food first before anything else
  • “HEY! do you love the pizza more than me??” yongguk asked still standing in the door way
  • “hmm maybe?” you jokingly said
  • and then yongguk proceeded to pout making you feel slightly guilty
  • and you run up to him giving him a tight hug making him smile 
  • and say “no i love you, my boyfriend more” 
  • he can’t but blush at your words and get all soft at your words
  • “come onnn i have all the junk food set up and netflix is calling meee” you whine a little 
  • what? you were hungry and you REALLY NEEDED a break
  • yongguk chuckled at your whining “okay, okay lead the way princess”
  • your heart can’t help but flutter at the nick name 
  • you drag him to the couch
  • and you guys sit down
  • but he doesn’t put his arm around you or anything and gives you quick glances
  • you sigh and roll your eyes
  • you think his shyness is adorable but slightly tiresome but you wouldn’t have it any other way
  • you wrap your arms around his torso and snuggle your head on his shoulder/chest
  • and he automatically puts his arm around you and then you look up at him and smile 
  • and he automatically melts and thinks
  • wow how could i have gotten this lucky
  • and you look up to see the way yongguk was looking at you
  • making you also melt in a puddle of goo
  • and you can’t help but kiss him softly on the lips 
  • as you part he softly asked 
  • “what was that for?”
  • “because i love you” you simply say
  • then he REALLY has that look and he kisses you forehead making you smile at how adorable your boyfriend was
  • you guys watch A LOT of movies and eat A LOT of food
  • but both of you fall asleep by 2am 
  • and there yongguk was on your couch all cuddled up in blankets hands intertwined  and with his favourite person in the world 
  • you

i love yongguk sm he makes me sooo soft

also btw to all my readers if i do drabbles or short imagines they will be in this format (like replying to the anon) but if it’s like a scenario they will be done the normal way! but will not be on master list sorry!