So he tries his best to see jokes as simply jokes

Call me a terrorist and threaten my pay? Enjoy your nuked careers, yuh heathens.

(long story. tl;dr is at the end)

I used to work in hospitality in a metro known for it’s obscenely huge tourist population, you know, the city built around the Mouse. I was a manager for the recreational division of the hotel. So one day, my boss (who we’ll call Mary for the purpose of the story) comes into the shared managers office and starts rummaging around for something, and strikes up a small conversation about work related minutiae with me. It’s important to note she is actually 2 tiers above me, but was acting as head of the department while searching to replace my previous boss who recently quit (great guy by the way, huge loss to the company).

As we’re talking, she abruptly stops and says “By the way, you need to shave your beard, you look like a terrorist and I don’t employ terrorists”. Haha, funny joke between colleagues, right? Nope. I am half Indian and I do look middle-eastern, and have been taking this kind of shit since middle school. Plus, we’re not close, at all. So I reply as calmly as I can muster, “Hey, I get you’re trying to be funny, but on my end it comes off as pretty ignorant, so I’d appreciate it if you chilled out with the terrorist stuff” to which Mary retorts “Oh, I’m ignorant? We’ll see how ignorant I am during your annual review”, and proceeds to walk out of the room in a huff. My jaw dropped so low I could taste the floor.

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Cruel Brothers // Kim Yugyeom

Originally posted by datyugyummy

Pairing: Yugyeom x Reader (feat. Jaebum and Jackson)

Genre: Fluff, comedy, a little angst, some mentions of smut

Summary/Request: Jackson and Jaebum have always acted as if they were your big, overprotective brothers. So when they both walk in on you and Yugyeom in a very intimate position, things get a little tense!

*gif by datyugyummy*

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i'm glad i married you (m)

part one: marry me.


pairing: taehyung x reader 
word count: 5.8k 
genre: fluff & smut 

prompt: I know you not taking requests but can u pleassseeee write a continuation for the Tae fluff you’ve posted?? 💕😫 only if you want to and got time, if not just ignore please maybe one where they got married and are on honeymoon and you can add smut since you don’t have any Taehyung smut 😉😉 thank you fighting 🎀 

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Dating Reggie Mantle would include ...

Originally posted by fakesonia

Identity theft. You have a thing for wearing Reggie’s clothes and he had a thing in seeing you in them. You are pretty sure it was basically identity theft at some point. Something inside him just swells up in pride when he sees you drowning in his clothes because it was some sort of mark or evidence that you were his and he was yours. Veronica may have joked once or twice that you really need to go shopping or else people will already start to mistake you for your boyfriend but you knew deep down that even if you had a closet full of designer clothes you would still chose to wear his beat down grey fluffy sweater every goddamn time.

               -Sweaters. Two words: (1) Sweater (2) paws. Reggie is weak when it comes to you wearing his sweaters that are three times bigger than you. You just look adorable in his big fluffy sweaters that you could wear it every day of the week and hear no complaints from him at all.

               -Wearing his iconic letterman jacket. Let’s be honest here dating a jock would not be complete without you wearing his letterman jacket but when it comes to Reggie it’s more of a protection, to be honest. He usually lends you his jacket that he loves oh so much when you are watching his game from a place where he can’t always keep an eye on you and other boys that might be getting any ideas. The jacket is sort of a big red flag to them to let them know that yes, you are dating the team captain and yes he will beat the shit out of them if they even breath in your direction. Or also when you wear something that was too revealing in his eyes. He would never really tell you directly because he knew how much you hate it when he tries to control you and what you wear so he decides to be sneaky and just let you borrow his jacket even though he feels naked without it because he knows you can never say no to wearing his jacket that was just swimming in his scent.

               -Stealing his snapbacks. If not his jacket, you would always steal his snapback every time you come over because  that boy had a lot of them and it would always give you an excuse to come over and ‘give it back’.

PDA. You weren’t big on PDA but Reggie would find just about any excuse to kiss you or hold you in any possible way. Ever since you had been dating you sat on his lap more times than on a chair that you actually start to feel uncomfortable if you are just sitting next to him, too accustomed in sitting on his lap, with his arms around your waist while feeling the occasional kisses on your neck. You could just be talking or reading a book and Reggie would already be poking his head near your field of vision to ask for a kiss that he always manage to deepen no matter where you are. (Let’s just say the varsity team’s locker room was not the best place for a make out session god bless Archie’s poor soul).

               -Forehead kisses. Like most people you were smaller than Reggie’s six footer frame and he just loves it (and teasing you about it). It was always the perfect position for him to lean down and give your forehead a peck every now and then that never fails to make you blush.

               -Hugs. Reggie is a teddy bear, he will never admit it but he is. When you’re tired of the world or just don’t want to interact with other people (since Reggie always manage to bring a crowd around him being Mr. Popular and all) you would just turn your back on the world and just hug him. He would jokingly wrap his jacket around you and zip it up, successfully hiding your upper body from anyone’s view which makes you whine in protest but he knows you secretly loved it because you just feel so safe in his arms. Any jokes thrown Reggie’s way were ignored at sight.

Protection 24/7. Reggie is anxious when it comes to you because he knows how your mind works and how easily you get distracted so when you’re apart or far from each other he always had to make sure that you are in his field of vision or with someone he trusts to eradicate any and every harm that may come in your way.

Supporting him in his games. You don’t miss any of Reggie’s games because you know how much it means to him to have you there. You had the same spot in front that Reggie always manages to reserve because that was where he could easily see you and give him the adrenaline  to actually get through with the games. And from there he can also hear your cheers and screams every time he does something amazing or even just him doing anything at all. (“HOLY SHIT THAT’S MY BABY!” “Shut the fuck up, (Y/N).” “LOOK KEV DID YOU SEE THAT?! THAT’S THE MVP RIGHT THERE! “ ”… he literally just ran past you.”)

Jealousy. You were both the jealous type, you were just better at hiding it through glares and sitting at his lap and pouting at him until he kisses you in front of the said threat (you weren’t fooling anybody though). Reggie however would simply just stand behind you or grab you by the waist and glare at the threat or even kiss you in the middle of a conversation just to prove his point and teach the other person to learn his damn place because Reggie did not spend the whole sophomore year chasing after you just to have some loser try to steal you goddamnit (it was just a freshman asking for directions).

Mind-blowing Sex.

               -Making out everywhere. And you meant that literally. (“I don’t wanna sit anywhere where you and Mantle had some action, (Y/N).” “Feel free to go out, V.”)

               -Rough Sex. You and Reggie are big on making love but would you be lying if you say you don’t LIVE FOR THE ROUGH SEX. It usually happens when something pissed Reggie off or when one of you gets jealous (which is most of the time) but Reggie would always have you just where he want you to be every time: gripping the sheets and screaming his name.

               -Marks everywhere. You name it: hickeys, scratches, or bruises and you both have it. Reggie have no shame whatsoever in removing his shirt just to expose the long deep marks all over his back or purposely wearing v-necks for people to see the cute little hickeys you have showered all over his neck. You however would do everything in your power to hide the HUGE hickey on one side of your neck (and more all over your body especially around your chest) where Reggie discovered was your soft spot and trying not to wince from the bruise that formed on each side of your hips, forming into a familiar pair of hands, every time someone accidentally touches or brushes over it. Reggie would just be a smirking mess all day. (“Damn Reg, did you get mauled or something?” “Uh-huh, my baby’s amazing, wanna see?” “REGGIE!” )

               -Overstimulation. Your boyfriend was an athlete which means his stamina was out of this world and there would be nothing wrong with it if he just didn’t expect you, YOU OF ALL PEOPLE, to have the same inhuman abilities as him. He could go for hours, making sure to make you cum at least twice every time you two have sex (even if you were in a hurry because you’re in the JANITOR’S CLOSET JESUS FUCK REGGIE). You would be begging him to stop but he knows you and your limitations so he can always estimate if you can or cannot give him another orgasm. It has become a game for Reggie, to see how much he can push you to the edge over and over again until you pass out from exhaustion.

               -Eating out. Reggie is obsessed in eating you out. You don’t know why but he would find any excuse to get in your pants and just eat you out and goddamn was he good at his job. Anytime, any day he would just give you that look and drag you in the nearest empty room as soon as possible (classroom, janitor’s closet, the kitchen, the living room while you were watching tv, anywhere) and just do his work with his mouth in your core, always putting two fingers in your mouth to keep you from screaming because God knows he gets in the mood in the most inappropriate places possible.

               -Aftercare. As much as Reggie loved fucking you he loved aftercare more. Before you, he never really cared much about aftercare but you are just so fucking pliant and soft after you have sex that he can’t help but want to take care of you and make sure you are in maximum comfort for you to have a good night’s rest, you probably earned it at that point.

Cuddling. As aforementioned, Reggie was a teddy bear. That’s why it was no question when you would just find yourself wrapped around each other as you lay in bed. You could either be on top of him, head comfortable on his chest and his arms on your waist or he could be burying his face deep in your chest (“you’re boobs are comfortable, babe”) as he snored away his problems and slept peacefully knowing he, too, was always safe in your arms.

Staring. Reggie doesn’t notice it but he was always staring at you. Archie could be talking to him about the new play for the game only to look up and realize Reggie probably hasn’t heard a damn thing because he was too busy staring at you from the bleachers, laughing with Veronica and wearing his jacket. (“Goodamnit Reggie, WAKE UP!! You’re girlfriend won’t run away if you stop looking at her.” “…” “You’re not even—y’know what. I give up.”). You however would just glance at him from time to time (*all the time bcos let’s be honest here you’re boyfriend is a snack) to check up on him before minding your own business for the next eight seconds.

Being afraid of your relationship.

               -For you, Reggie was a risk that much was true. You were the first girl he genuinely liked (loved) so all you heard about him were horrible rumours and stereotypes about how much of an asshole he can be. That was the reason why it took you so long to even consider to give him a chance and even when you were already in a relationship you were always just waiting for the day that he would suddenly get tired of you and replace you with some drop dead gorgeous, perfectly manicured, not a hair out of place River Vixen that could relate to him more than you could ever dream of.

               -For him, you were it. You were the one; he has found the one person who has accepted him for everything that he is. He found the one who he can never see a future without and that scares the shit out of him. He can’t believe he found something as perfect, fragile, and beautiful as you so early in his life when he is still a teenage hormonal mess. He was a teenager who found the love of his life in a hell called high school and he was going to need to fuck up a lot of times to become better. He, however, doesn’t want to fuck up when it comes to you but now he has no other choice because you were already there. He is so afraid of doing something so fucking stupid that he might actually lose you because losing you would just kill him. And the fact that someone already has a hold on him like that makes Reggie want to cower back into his shell.

Deciding to dive head first anyway.

               -Reggie proved you wrong every time, again and again that’s why you decided to stop being a wimp and just trust in him, after all he had done nothing to gain your disbelief. It was a leap of faith but if you do crash on the ground, bleeding and broken it would’ve been worth it anyway because if you had to choose someone to break your heart, it would be Reggie. (Reggie would never let that happen, anyway. Not on his watch)

               -You proved Reggie right every time again and again and that’s why Reggie decided to become a better man for himself so that he will be someone worthy of you. It would be a tough road to take and he will meet a lot of obstacles but you were someone who has made Reggie’s walls crash and crumble, the only one who has seen the real him and did not run away. You saw him for who he is: his mistakes, his imperfections, and his weaknesses and you still stayed (God only knows why). And if you could love a mess like that, then how bad can he be?

You didn’t realize it but the whole world did, you were endgame. Reggie was reckless, rough, and bold and you were careful, fragile, and calculated and that’s why you were just so fucking perfect for each other. You hold Reggie down to Earth while Reggie shows you the beauty in flying up in the sky. You take care of him and fix him up every time he goes crashing down and he makes sure that no harm would ever touch a single strand of your hair. He makes you feel protected but at the same time makes you feel strong and for Reggie who always had to have his guard and facade up you just show him the beauty in being soft and loved and open, slowly breaking down his mask to show him that you can love and accept the real him. You were each other’s happy ending and that’s why no one, not even the gods themselves, had the heart to break you two apart.


Guess who got fucking bored? Anyway i’m sorry if it is quite long for a headcannon I always forget to control myself lmao I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT AND LET ME KNOW IF I SHOULD WRITE A SMALL IMAGINE FOCUSING ON ANY OF THESE HEADCANNONS 

EXO Mafia: How They Would be with Their S/O

This was so fun to do ! Thank you for the request !

For everyone who’s requested something, I’m going to get to them as fast as I can ! It’s currently finals week and I’m trying to get through it. 

Thank you and enjoy !

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Suho:

As the leader of the mafia, Suho has people coming after him most- if not all -of the time. He would be very overprotective of you because of this, having eyes on you at all times. He would always be touching you in some way, whether it be his hand on your thigh or holding your hand. Suho’s attitude as The Boss would definitely transfer into his relationship with you. His cool and dominant demeanor would result in long trailing looks up and down your body, husky whispers into your ear, and eye communication. He would treat you like a goddess with long nights tucked away under sheets, and elegant gifts to appease your desires. Suho would make it known that you are his- only his.

Sehun:

Sehun loves nothing more than having people strung around his finger, and you are no exception. He knows how to push your buttons, but in just the right way. Sehun can have you blushing like a maniac one moment, then hot and bothered the next. He teases you constantly by biting his lip and touching you as lightly as he possibly can, just to leave you wanting more. When you call him out on his teasing, he simply laughs, finding your state to be absolutely amusing. Not a fan of PDA, but once the door is closed, he’s on you. Despite his teasing and keeping his emotions hidden for his line of work, Sehun knows how to love someone with everything he has. The fact you’re in his life would make him so happy.

Kris:

Being second-in-line his entire time in the mafia has made Kris very reserved. He has several walls built up around him and hides what he’s truly feeling in order to do some of the things he’s in charge of. He may come off as a “kick ass, ask questions later,” type of guy, but he actually holds several things within himself. When he sees you though, a shy smile will come across his face, happiness filling himself. Due to the barriers he’s made between himself and other people, Kris isn’t one for eye contact, unless he’s trying to scare someone away. When he looks at you, however, you can see all of the soft feelings he tries to hide. You’re his saving grace to bring him back from years of constant battering and stress.

D.O:

When D.O is at work, he is all business. He doesn’t hesitate to threaten anyone who stands in his way, or hurt anyone who wrongs him. At home, D.O is another person. When he’s with you, he turns into a bunny, wanting nothing more than to simply hold you in his arms. He cooks dinner every night for the two of you, letting the creativity he’s always had with food to come out. The two of you would have long movie marathons, tangled up in blankets and each other for hours. He’s your personal bodyguard in public, always keeping you close to his side, a dangerous glint in his eyes. He would love you with such passion and warmth that you’d almost never guess he is a member of the mafia.

Luhan:

A generally quieter person, Luhan is very caring, but expresses it in actions rather than words. He is always holding your hand, drawing patterns on it with his thumb. He often pulls your hand up to his lips to give it a quick peck before the two of you depart, leaving you with a warm feeling floating in your heart. A master of surprise kisses, Luhan will pull you close to his chest, his hand cupping your cheek, lips pressed against yours. If the two of you are just sitting together, it’s not uncommon to find him staring at you for no particular reason. When you ask him about it, he simply responds that he’s “admiring the incredible view.” Luhan loves having someone to come home to after seeing ungodly things happen to others at work.

Chanyeol:

Being the walking definition of “extra,” Chanyeol would be a very over-the-top boyfriend. When the two of you are in public together, he swings your interlocked hands, whistling a goofy song as you go. He would often take you on extravagant dates to five star restaurants or outlandish resorts. Other times, he would simply take you out on a rainy day and dance with you to no sounds other than your laughter and rain hitting pavement. Chanyeol is always professing his love for you in some way, whether it be by a long, passionate kiss or a trip to a different city. Being a natural softie, when something bad happens while he’s out on the field, he comes to you for comfort, even though you never know why he’s really upset.

Chen:

Chen is an absolutely lovely person to have and to love. He can make you laugh simply by how cute and smiley he is. If you’re sitting across the room from each other, he would toss you one of his signature toothy grins, resulting in both of you collapsing in laughter. Everything with him would mean something in its own special way. He would buy you gifts that had meaning or were part of a pervious inside joke the two of you made together. With his speciality being persuasion, you always wonder how the two of you can get reservations to normally packed restaurants at rush hour, but with a smile, your concerns are washed away. Chen never means to manipulate the ones he loves, but his biggest fear is that he’s done that with you.

Xiumin:

Being with Xiumin means you spend 99% of your time together with your body pinned against a wall. With his sharp wit and humor, he portrays the act of sweet, until he gets you alone. When he’s about to leave, he’s notorious for building up enough sexual tension to cut it with a knife. He gets closer and closer to you, and just as his lips brush yours, he’s gone with a cute excuse, leaving you still holding your breath. Xiumin thinks you are the most beautiful person on the planet. Every time you try a new outfit on, he showers you in endless compliments and proudly struts with your hand in his. He flirts with you so subtly, that sometimes you have to sit on it for hours to realize that’s what it was.

Lay:

The fact that Lay has done horrific things to people weighs on him everyday of his life. It’s not uncommon for Lay to come in after a stressful day on the job and simply pull you into a hug, needing you to be there for him. The two of you spend long hours in the morning, his hand tangled in your hair, your legs intertwined. This normally leads to a cute breakfast downstairs with Lay giving you back hugs as you flip food on the stove. You often get lost watching him, the enchanting way he moves about your life in such a graceful manner. He doesn’t smile much, but when he does, you feel like everything in the world is going to be ok. Even though he often uses to to calm him down, he’s always there for you when you need him too.

Kai:

Kai doesn’t say much- not because he’s hiding what he wants to say, simply because he prefers not to speak. The silence that stays between you two is comforting, and brings an unspoken safety to the air. Nothing made you happier than when he laughed, though, and you often tried everything to pry it out of him. The two of you spend hours binging stand up comedies, curled up in blankets on the couch. Every time he laughs, you watch him, a blooming feeling of warmth spreading through your cheeks. Kai really became quiet after he began working for the mafia. When he first started, he was taught it was better to keep your mouth shut rather than getting your words beaten out of you, but you’re slowly beginning to bring him out of that shell.

Baekhyun:

Baekhyun is an adult child, but in the cutest way possible. He makes dad jokes whenever possible and laughs at them, thinking they’re the funniest thing he’s ever heard. You can’t help but join in with him, his infectious laugh sending a smile directly to your face. Anytime he hears a fun song playing in public he’ll stop everything to dance to it, grabbing your hand and swinging you around with him to the music. He’ll end the dance by dipping you low to the ground, pressing a small kiss on the tip of your nose. The two of you get into long playful arguments about nothing, including discussing what the best dad joke there is. He’ll complete deals without you even noticing, slipping a baggie into someone’s pocket as you’re walking down the street together.

Tao:

A towering whirlwind of a person, Tao would be quite an emotional boyfriend. After doing a few deals with Baekhyun, they would get into an argument which would result in him coming home upset. After prodding him about it, he would finally rant to you, talking about how his “coworker” was being annoying. You would simply smile and lean against him, playing with his hands as he spoke. When he finishes, he’d pull you in for a hug and kiss, thanking you for putting up with him. In the nights as you lay awake beside of him, you often watch his chest rise and fall in a steady motion, his face displaying nothing but peace as he sleeps. You think he’s absolutely wonderful, no matter how many mood swings he has during the day.  

~ Admin C

Only Me(Namjoon Smut)

I got a request from @namjoonsfangirl for a punishment smut. Once again guys, if I see any request that is not detailed then I will start deleting it after this especially when I’ve asked you begged- for you to please give me more detail and I’ve done a smut like this before. This is my last time and I hope you realize I’m not being mean I’m just frustrated. 

Your name: submit What is this?

“Hey. Hey Taehyung, give that back!” You shouted as he took your phone from your body that was laying out on your back. You frowned reaching for Taehyung’s wrist pulling him down on the couch. You crawled on his lap as you both started to play wrestle and you tried to get him to loosen his grip on your phone. Taehyung chuckled moving to tickle you with his free hand knowing that it would make you laugh and loosen your grip a little bit.

“Tae-hyung! Ahhh! S-stop!” You laughed uncontrollably as you fought for your phone, your hips straddling him and hugging him tightly against your body as you jerked the phone from his reach. Your hand moving above his head, Taehyung gripping onto your hips as you both saw Namjoon come into the room holding a bowl of cereal. He glanced at the both of you going to sit beside you on the couch. You straightened yourself up sticking your tongue out at Taehyung as you moved to lean your head against Namjoon’s shoulder.

“Daddy Monster~ Pokemonster.” You teased Namjoon causing him to chuckle, a light pink tent dusting his cheeks as he shoved cereal in his mouth to keep from answering.

“Dance monster!” Taehyung shouted out playfully causing you to snicker at his remarks. Namjoon flipped him off with his middle finger before going back to the cereal. You grabbed the spoon from Namjoon’s hand taking a bite of his cereal causing him to just stare at you with admiration before it was erased from his face. Namjoon loved it that you were like this, playful and demanding not caring that he had the title of being an idol. You treated him and the rest of BTS like they were normal boys that you loved to be around. You were so carefree and joking with all of them, and not once did you ever take to social media about them. You were a best friend on and off the scenes and they loved how you gave your company willingly. How you met was anything but ordinary. You had seen their first performance. Sneaking backstage to congratulate them with a basket of food. They had been so impressed by you, Namjoon followed you outside to ask for your number or Kakao and you willingly gave it to him. Ever since that day three years ago you had been there by their sides keeping them close and being in their corner whenever they needed. But Namjoon had deeper feelings for you, he couldn’t tell you but often he thought about how it would be to come home to you. To sneak over to your house some nights when he needed to release steam or just hold you close. How it would be to see you in the crowd and sing to you and feel the love songs that he was writing about. You were perfect, passionate and human. You never tried to hide from him, you had made him feel like himself with you, he wasn’t Rap Monster he was Kim Namjoon.

“Namjoon..” You snapped your fingers in his face that seemed dazed out and though he was staring at you he wasn’t really here.

“Y-yeah.” Namjoon cleared his throat as he grabbed his spoon back going back to eating, looking towards the screen he gave a sheepish smile.

“Noona!” Jungkook called out bursting through the front door with Seokjin and Yoongi who gave you a kind smile. Jungkook ran to you picking you up from the couch and moving to sit you in his lap.

“Hello, my precious little one.” You teased back pinching his cheeks.

“Noona. I’m not that young anymore. I’m a man!” He frowned hugging you around your waist. You played in his hair smiling as you kissed his nose.

“You’re my big man.” You were just playing with him, giving affection to him knowing that he enjoyed it. Namjoon knew he shouldn’t have been jealous but he couldn’t help it. Getting up from the couch, he stormed into the kitchen washing out his bowl and disappearing into his room. He may have thought no one noticed it, but Yoongi saw everything and he decided to pick with the male about it next time he got.

Things continued to be like that. You would joke around with other members and Namjoon would distance himself. Going to lengths to almost ignore you whenever you were around because he didn’t want to get more attached to you, his best friend and you were obvious to fall for everyone else. Yoongi was the main one to play into it. On movie night, he kept you in his lap arms around your stomach, his mouth pressing kisses against your temple as his hands stroked your skin. Namjoon glowered at the male knowing what he was doing to him.

“Namjoon can you hand me the remote so we can turn it up?” You asked Namjoon laughing from the jokes Yoongi were telling you leaning into his embrace. Namjoon had gotten up to go towards the kitchen and get water before he retreated into his room. Namjoon just looked at you for a quick second and walked towards his room not doing what you asked.

“What the hell..” You frowned watching his tall figure slump through the kitchen and retreat further until he was out of sight.

“You know for the past few weeks he’s been like this. Moping and keeping quiet when you’re around. I can’t believe that he’s been ignoring you. And you haven’t noticed. I thought for sure you were both so close but I see not.” Yoongi shrugged his shoulders as he stroked your hair looking at the screen. “Maybe he finally got a girlfriend.” Yoongi mused trying to see your reaction. Your body froze, your jealously slowly starting to seep out. Another girl friend?? Namjoon couldn’t, could he? And not tell you? But Yoongi was really close to Namjoon just as well as you were so you knew that he couldn’t be that far from the truth. Not thinking about what you were doing, you got up and stormed to Namjoon’s and Hoseok’s shared room. Pushing the door opened, you saw Namjoon there with his earphones in sitting on the edge of the bed. His laptop pressed against his legs. He was so handsome, black tank showing off his muscles and sagging gray sweatpants on his waist. His hair combed back but still looking messy due to him not doing much today. He glanced at you, eyes flickering over your body quickly before he went back to his work. You sighed shutting the door, deciding to slowly and quietly lock it. You walked to grab a chair from the desk sitting in front of him. When he still didn’t acknowledge you, it felt as if your heart was breaking and you reached out to gently yank an earbud from his ear sitting back.

“I was working.” He replied calmly not glancing at you.

“Who is she?” You blurted out. You had been pondering on what to say but you couldn’t really think of anything so you went with what you were feeling.

“Who?” Namjoon asked annoyance on his face as his fingers glided against his keys.

“Your girlfriend!” You shouted. Namjoon paused, lifting an eyebrow he looked up at you with a stone face his dimples poking out from how he pressed his lips together in a thin line.

“Now what fan said something like that?” He asked and you shook your head.

“Don’t change the subject who is she?” You asked again and when he just stare at you like you were crazy you opened your mouth again. “Yoongi told me you probably had a girlfriend and you’ve been really distant to me. I don’t like that you are just ignoring me for someone else. If you don’t want me around tell me!” You shouted at him, showing some emotions that you normally don’t. Namjoon stare at you a long time before he spoke again with a sigh.

“I don’t have a girlfriend. Yoongi said might, he never said I did and either way if I did have a girlfriend I’m sure he and you both would know! I don’t have anything to hide here. I haven’t been around because you’ve been too busy playing with everyone else to notice me! But we are all your friends and I know how you all care deeply for us so I’m just giving you space! And don’t yell at me especially when you don’t know things that you think you do. Please get out and give me space this time. I don’t want to talk about anything else with you.” Namjoon said simply plopping his white earbud back into his ear. You sat there with your mouth hanging open from how he scolded you. If anything, it sounded like he was just as jealous as you were. Could it be he liked you too? The little subtle hints he gave you, your mind seemed to think about. How he dazed out around you, let only you steal his food. Gave you his clothes to change into and his bed to sleep in almost always insisting that you sleep with him.

You felt like a fool for not noticing. You knew you could probably be wrong too, but for what other reason would he act like this? And it didn’t hurt for you to find out in any means necessary. Getting on your knees, you crawled over to Namjoon slowly, the sweats you had on pressing against the floor. The cotton material rubbing against your skin. You crawled up to him, raising up you pressed your hands against his laptop shutting it. Namjoon raised his eyes open seeing you on your knees in front of him. He tried to play it off frowning as his music turned off from the playlist he had going on.

“What are you doing?” He asked, his voice starting to drop down in an octave. He watched as your hands grabbed at his earbuds and grabbing at the laptop you moved to put it on the chair you were just sitting in. You spread his legs wide staring up at him with big eyes.

“I’ve been neglecting my monster, haven’t I?” You cooed licking on your bottom lip. You pressed your lips against his knee and he let out a soft hitch of breath.

“Don’t do this Y/N. You don’t know what you’re asking for.” Namjoon tried to warn you, pressing his hands on your shoulders. But you didn’t listen to reason. Lifting up you straddled his waist, your hands going in his hair as you straddled him. Your lips finding Namjoon’s as his hands were eager to grip at your waist pulling you towards his body. Your chest against his, legs coming to press on either side of his body. You moaned softly feeling his plump lips press against your own, how he moved his lips softly against yours made your heart flutter. You couldn’t believe you were doing this with your best friend. Making out with him on his bed. Namjoon groaned, eyes screwing shut the kiss was better than something he ever imagined. His hands moved down to your ass pressing you down against his once soft erection that was getting hard.

You started to roll your hips down against his, dry humping him through your clothes to create some friction. Namjoon let you, using his hands to help you ride him his lips moved eagerly against yours. His tongue slid across your bottom lip slowly asking you for permission which you gave him, spreading your lips wide to be greeted by his pink tongue. You swirled your tongue around his, moaning softly as his tongue roamed your mouth. He flicked his muscle everywhere grazing over your teeth and your cheeks, the roof of your mouth and your own tongue, the kiss becoming more heated and needy with each passing second. Your hands gripped at his hair pulling at it as Namjoon started to rock his hips up against yours. Mewls left your lips, you couldn’t believe how good it felt for you to be pressing against him. You circled your hips against his, your clit finding some sort of added pleasure. Breaking the kiss, you looked down in his eyes.

“Namjoon, don’t stop.” You moaned softly, he slipped his hands inside of your joggers gripping at your ass.

“A thong baby? Do you like that?” He asked you softly and you nodded your head looking in his eyes. “Go faster.” He commanded and you did, your head rolling back as he bit onto your neck. He sucked on your skin tasting you, tongue gliding on every ounce of skin he could find. He marked all your skin, your collarbones also receiving attention. He kissed up your neck to your chin biting down on the flesh as you whimpered.

“Fuck! Fuck.” You chanted out shutting your eyes. Namjoon moved his hand down to press his finger against your clit rubbing against it as well as letting your ass move against his bulge. “Oh god Namjoon!” You whimpered out as your orgasm rocked through you, the wet spot staining your sweats, the outline of his erection pressing against your clothed pussy.

“Such a good girl.” He groaned softly kissing your lips again.

“I want monster to come out and play.” You nodded your head pressing your forehead against his.

“I don’t think you can handle the monster. And you will need to be quiet.” He warned you nodded eagerly smirking.

“I can handle anything daddy monster gives me.” You were teasing him, it was fun to see him get so worked up and riled for you.

Namjoon looked at you for a long time before he smirked. Crashing his lips back against yours again his hands slipped from your bottoms, gripping on your breast through your shirt, he kneaded your flesh, before he was pushing up your shirt and you were breaking the kiss to take off the shirt throwing it behind you. Grabbing at his next you helped him take off the shirt his toned muscles and flat stomach showing, the soft peak of abs starting to be outlined showing. “Get on your knees.” He commanded as his eyes roamed to your breast and downwards. Obeying him you moved to get on your knees. Namjoon paused listening to what was going on in the house, deeming it safe he pushed down his boxers and sweats in one girl, his large member standing proudly in the air. As he sat down your eyes glued onto his member not believing that he was actually so big. Your hand reached out to grab at his cock, stroking it up and down feeling the warm appendage in your hand, you leaned forward licking across the head of his shaft. He groaned playing in your hair sweeping it from your face watching as you licked around his head and up and down his shaft. Namjoon wanted to feel more, the red angry tip leaking with precum, he had waited on you for so long he didn’t think teasing would help anything else.

“Monster wants you to use your mouth. Stop teasing.” He gave a stern warning with a trembling voice but you didn’t listen. Too caught up in licking against his veins and even licking across his balls you were too caught up in getting your own pleasure from sucking him off. Namjoon growled, slapping your hand from his cock he gripped at your hair, forcing your mouth onto his cock. You groaned as he stretched out your mouth, moving until you were taking his cock past your plump lips and down your throat.

“Fuck, just like that baby that wet mouth feels so good around daddy’s cock. Do you like it?” He asked softly, holding your head down. He heard you choke slightly so he pulled back, threading his fingers into your hair he moved your head up and down on his shaft slow at first until he was picking up speed. Making little grunts and noises of approval he bit on his bottom lip to keep himself quiet. He watched your cheeks hollowed, your hands pressing on his knees to find purchase. Your eyes looking up at him with pure want and desire. He loved it, how eager you looked and how you wanted more. He started to thrust his hips up against your face as well, shoving your head down trying to get you to take all that you could, loving how your throat tightened up around his cock. He saw your eyes water how you whimpered around him causing you to choke and gag more. Loving how you were acting Namjoon pinched your nose, using his thighs to lift himself up into your mouth, the spit dripping down your chin and onto your covered chest. Namjoon watched as your eyes dropped low, while you were going to the point of about to black out before he let your nose go pulling you off his wet cock. Namjoon let your nose go, keeping his grip in your hair he watched as you heaved trying to gulp in air. Namjoon leaned your face down slapping your cheeks with his wet cock he soon slid himself back into your mouth, bobbing your head up and down listening to your lewd noises. You found yourself enjoying how he stuffed your mouth and how your tongue pressed against different spots on his shaft. He was so thick and you felt like your mouth was so full but you loved every moment of it. How his neck vein popped out as he looked down at you, his own lust and dominance radiating off his body and his face. He growled at you, causing your pussy to quiver and drip from wetness that he caused. He let out a different type of moan causing your toes to curl. He continued to shove your head down, until your eyes were dripping wet from the stretch. He held your head down as his hips moved quickly against your face. He growled out your name lowly spilling his warm cum into your mouth. You greedily tried your best to lick it all up, the bitter sweet cum filling your mouth. Some of it spilling past your lips but when you pulled back you licked yourself clean. Standing up because you expected it to be done.

“Oh no, monster is far from done with you.” Namjoon chuckled picking you up, he carried you to lay on his bed, pushing you down on your back after he unclipped your bra. Namjoon leaned down crawling over your body. His tongue moving to lick across your areola slowly. He played with your breast, his large hands cupping them as his tongue glided across your flesh. He moaned slightly, squeezing your breast with his hand he sucked on them individually like he was not going to have another opportunity the flat of his tongue pressing against your skin. As he kissed lower down your stomach, his fingers flicked across your nipples. He kissed along your hips before he pulled himself back, gripping at your bottoms pulling them down. He grabbed at your thongs pulling them down and off your legs. He gripped at your hips pulling you against the edge of the bed. He lifted your legs up straight in the air. He licked up and down your pussy, moaning softly he played with your slit flicking his tongue against it. Soon his lips were wrapping around your pink pert bud. He sucked on your clit, nibbling gently on the flesh he watched as you whimpered against the bed. He pulled back after sometimes pressing his tongue against your entrance. He slowly slid it inside of you, his tongue wiggled inside of you licking around your entrance tasting your wet walls making him groan low in his throat. He pulled back from you before he pushed his tongue back into you, thrusting it in and out slowly teasing you with it. You were trying not to moan but you tried to bite on your hand to silence your moan but you couldn’t help it. Namjoon hearing it a bit too loud, he spread your legs wide, his hand creeping up to wrap around your neck, he cut off your air, giving you a dark look as his tongue assaulted your pussy, thrusting in and out of your wet walls he swirled it trying to find your spot as he let his tongue slip deep inside of you. He moaned pressing his face against your pussy, his hair tickling against your lower stomach causing you to squirm, your stomach tightening up as he ate you out. It felt so good, how his tongue wiggled in and out of you, filling you up, the pink muscle curving and thrusting a bit faster inside of your walls. He was trying to get you off, he enjoyed tasting your sweetness it was like drinking up water. His teeth nipping on your pussy lips as he felt his cock throb. Your body was shaking, his thumb digging into your neck leaving a bruise that would surely be there tomorrow. He kept you pinned against the bed, your pussy tightening around his tongue as you got closer to a release. He encouraged it continuing to speed up his tongue motions finding your spot and aiming for it over and over. He let his other hand press your leg down against the bed, eyes drinking you in, his mind taking mental photos of how you looked pinned down from him. Slowly you gave into your orgasm your hips bucking up as you gasp for air trying to feel your lungs. You blacked out for a split second, Namjoon letting your neck go as your vision returned slowly seeing little stars of light you blinked looking up at him in a daze. Swallowing you licked your lips, opening your legs up wider for him. He crawled on top of you, sliding his cock up and down your slit slowly.

“Can I slide in raw?” He asked softly, his want dripping off how he spoke to you. Your legs wrapped around his waist as you nodded your head.

“I want to feel all of you Namjoon, monster. I want to have you deep inside of me.” You kissed his lips, your hand gripping onto his shaft, you lead him to press against your entrance. As soon as his head felt your opening he lunged his hips forward burying himself inside of you.

“Namjoon.” You choked out a cry of his name, the way you gave into him submitting made him smirk down at you. Pressing his hand down against your mouth, he tilted your head back making it harder for you to moan out for him. Slapping his hips against yours, he pressed his knees down into the bed pressing into you. The missionary position fitting for you both as he leaned his head down to nibble on your ear husking out.

“You feel so good baby girl. I’ve thought about fucking you for a while now, and I can’t believe that I finally get to fuck into this sweet little pussy. You feel better than heaven.” Namjoon moaned out, licking across your lobe slowly. He shut his eyes switching his pace between fast and relentless to slow and sensual. He was thick and you couldn’t believe you were taking every inch of him inside of your pussy. His hips rolling against yours until he found your spot. The little muffled cry you gave out against his hand told him all he needed to know. He continued to slip inside of you, his girth stretching out your wet walls that sucked him in, holding him hostage. Namjoon licked against your neck his balls pressing against your ass as he picked up his pace letting it stay fast.

“Are you going to be a good girl and cum for me since you practically came and jumped on daddy’s cock? I need you to cum for me Y/N I want to feel all your cum onto daddy’s cock.” He encouraged rasping in your ear, his free hand dragging across your clit rubbing it in fast harsh circles. You looked up at him, your pussy squeezing around his shaft as the wetness poured from your cunt. You were so close, your stomach tightening and your tongue flicking against his sweaty palm. With a few more snaps of his hips against your spot your eyes were rolling back as you met your third orgasm that night the overstimulation causing you to squirm and drag your nails down his biceps the pleasure coursing through you. “Good girl, now daddy is going to cum inside of you.” He kissed your ear snapping his hips even harder, until he was spilling his cum inside of you his cock twitching as he released it all inside of you. Riding out your orgasms together he slowly took his hand from your lips until he was pressing soft kisses against your lips smiling down at you. Waiting for a while he pulled out of you and laid beside you pulling you against his body huffing slightly he gave you a dimpled smile.

“So.. Does this mean you are only mine?” He asked softly nuzzling your nose.

“Yes, I’m all yours.” You yawned slightly kissing on his face before straddling him down to pepper his body in your kisses.

“I told you.” Yoongi chuckled standing up from the door straightening out his clothes holding up his hand in front of Hoseok.

“I can’t believe they even waited this long.” He sighed handing over the money as they walked back to the front room to join the others and give you privacy.

I’ve Always Loved You. (Tom Holland.)

Requested – Yes. Sorry, that it took me five hundred years.  

Prompt – You are Harrison’s little sister and you confess to Tom that you have always loved him.

Warning – Somewhat angsty, but the majority is fluff.

Words – 1,475. 

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Confession. That word scares humans on a daily basis because it can have a positive or negative outcome. People like to take their chances, but the probability of it going their way is slim. Nonetheless, individuals do it anyways because the result could be the one the person wants. Everyone just has to be optimistic and never stop believing that anything can happen.

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I Don’t Laugh

Prinxiety - [Prince (Fanciful Side) x Anxiety]

Summary: Anxiety claims he never laughs. [WARNING THIS IS A TICKLE FIC]

I love feedback! Critique is greatly appreciated!

CO AUTHOR: BUDDY AKA @stargazingbear!!! THANKS SO MUCH BUDDY YOU’RE THE BEST AND A SUPER TALENTED WRITER!!!

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You’re the Hero

Originally posted by dailytomholland


Title: You are te Hero Peter Parker x, reader

Summary: Spiderman gets in a little bit of trouble, and he just doesn’t know if he was going to survive, until someone steps in. 

Just a cute little imagine for you (Just kidding it isn’t little it's’ almost 3000 words I am so sorry I need to need to be stopped) Anyways I hope you like it and omg Tom Holland stop being so cute. Anyways I hope you enjoy!





Peter woke up with the worst headache in the world and had no idea where he was waking up too. The city sirens rang in the background and the cool lights shined and blinded his vision. He groaned and tried to get up, but a sharp pain stopped him in the stomach. It wasn’t until he felt his whole body ache did he notice that there was a pair of cold, delicate hands hovering over his stomach did he notice that someone else was with him. He tried to get up from the floor, but the hands laid a wet tissue that stung his cuts.

“Oh, what are you doing to me?” Peter complained as he fully came through. He looked at the kind face that tended to his wounds. He noticed that his costume shirt was off, mainly to tend to the wounds on his stomach, but it seems his savior has kept on his face mask. The lady looked up at him and smiled. She looked about the same age as Peter, but she had the kindest and most playful eyes he has ever witnessed. “Looks like Spiderman has gotten in a big boy fight, hasn’t he?” The girl teased as she took out a large bandage for one of the scrapes on his body. Peter smirked under the mask.

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I Always Was [S.B.]

Character: Sirius Black
Word Count: 3065
Requested?: Yes/No
Summary: Y/n is in love with her best friend Sirius Black, a boy notorious for his one night stands. After he leaves her to hook up with another girl, he finally realises his true feelings.
Disclaimer: Gif isn’t mine, credit to whoever made it

Note: It’s a little tiny bit angsty (not really), but FLUFF OVERLOAD (I hope, I’m really bad at writing fluff). Also this is the longest thing I’ve ever written, like ever. Enjoy! x

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If there was one person you could always count on to be there for you, it was Sirius Black. He was your rock, your shoulder to cry on, your light in dark times, your everything - even if he didn’t know it. You were in love with the dark haired boy - you had been since you were eleven - and found yourself craving the lingering touches, soft hugs and wide smiles he’d set aside just for you.

From the moment you woke up in the morning to the moment you fell asleep at night, your mind would be focused on him. On his charm, on his cheeky smirk, on his loving actions. He was the most important person in your life, and you couldn’t thank Merlin enough for him.

In his own words, you were his girl. You liked that, you liked being his girl, even if you weren’t really. There were so many times, too many to count, where he’d refer to you as his in front of others around you.

In class…

“You will complete this task in pairs,” Slughorn announced to the class, clearing away the potion from his demonstration. Before the class could even burst into a panic trying to find the perfect potions partner, Sirius spoke up immediately.

“I’m with Y/n,” He flung his arm over your shoulder, “We’re the best together.” As he turned to you, he began to speak again, “You’re my girl, aren’t you Y/n?” You nodded, a faint blush fighting to show on your cheeks.

Taking part in pranks…

“Why don’t you just add the slime in with the explosion? It’ll get everywhere, and cover more people. Bigger impact, and less effort,” you spoke, pointing to the fifth step in the plan that you thought should be changed on the parchment.

“That’s brilliant!” James said, crossing out his own idea and rewriting it again in his messy scrawl. “That’s my girl,” Sirius said with a smirk, kissing your forehead.

Even in front of teachers…

“Come on, Minnie, Y/n had nothing to do with this prank,” James said to McGonagall. “Mr Potter, do not address me as ‘Minnie’,” She said with a stern tone, though her eyes twinkled in amusement - not that she’d admit how much she enjoyed these boys and their crazy antics.

“Professor, Y/n really wasn’t apart of this prank, she just happened to be there,” Remus said to his teacher. “Yeah,” Sirius agreed, “My girl is way too much of a good student to be apart of a prank like this. I mean, did you see that explosion?”

You enjoyed being the number one girl in his life, you enjoyed being the first person he’d come to when he was feeling down or needed cuddles. You enjoyed being wrapped up with him, his muscular arms surrounding you with a sense of safety and love.

It was moments like the current that you felt most happy, laying on a couch in the common room, your face laying on his shoulder and his fingers slowly brushing through your hair gently, every so often placing a kiss to your forehead.

If Sirius wasn’t known for his one night stands as much as he was, a bystander could very well misinterpret the pair as a couple, or dating at the very least.

If only.

“Alright love, I need to go and meet up with Anastasia for the night,” Sirius’ voice carried through the silent common room, shuffling around as he sat up, removing his arms from their place around you, leaving you feeling cold. It was strange how empty you felt when he wasn’t beside you. Maybe that’s just what unrequited love feels like. You sat up away from him to let him stand up, even though you really didn’t want to, and were confused as to why he was leaving in he first place.

“What time are you going to be back? Remember we made plans, we were going to-” you were interrupted with a smirk from Sirius and a wink, and you were unsure whether he even heard, or cared, about what you were saying.

“Don’t wait up for me, love,” he simply said as he left the room, taking your happiness with him.

“Hang out,” you finished your sentence to yourself, frowning as you felt a couple of tears prick your eyes. You sighed to yourself and furiously wiped the tears away before they even had a chance to fall. It wasn’t the first time he abandoned you for another girl, but it was the first time he had done so when you already had plans.

He always said you were his favourite girl, but how long were you going to let you convince yourself that he wasn’t lying, or just saying that because you were his best friend?

Because that’s all you were really. His best friend. Nothing less, but certainly nothing more.

***

“Hey Y/n, whatcha doing sat here alone? Didn’t you and Padfoot have plans tonight?” James asked as he walked into the common room after being kicked out of the library when he was with Remus. He found you sat alone, in the same position you had been in for the last couple of hours - on he couch, curled up and staring at the fire.

“We did, but he said he needed to meet up with Anastasia. And then he just sort of walked out,” you finished your short recount of the night, spitting out Anastasia’s name like it was poison and frowning to yourself.

“Well then, if he wants to hang with - or bang with - Ow! Okay, don’t hit me again, that was a joke! A pretty good one if you think about it - Ow! What did I just say to you? Anyway, if he wants to be with another girl, then I’ll just have to spend the night with you, because I happen to enjoy your company. When you’re not hitting me,” James said, fake pouting at you.

His pout quickly turned into a devious grin as you shook your head and edged away from him, “James Fleamont Potter, don’t you dare!”

“Ooooh, middle names! Must really be in trouble,” he joked before reaching over and starting to tickle you. You shrieked, moving away from the boy as you and him started to laugh. “There’s that pretty smile of yours! Now, let’s go start our day of fun!” James announced, before grabbing you by the hand. He lifted you off the couch and led you out of the room and into the corridor outside, where a couple of students stood around chatting.

“Wait a minute James! Where are we going?” You asked, following him - or rather, being pulled along with him. James turned around, making you bump into his back at the sudden pause, one of his brown curls falling across his forehead as he sent you a cheeky grin, “On an adventure.”

***

“Did you see his face?” You gripped onto James arm as you used him to support you, unable to stand up properly from laughing so hard.

“It was priceless,” James joined in, stopping in his tracks as he tried to catch his breath. “I can’t believe we just did that! We must be crazy!” You said as you giggled, letting go of the Potter boy as you shook your head.

“We are crazy, Y/n. And that was just the beginning! We’re going to do even crazier things tonight!” James flung his arms around to back up his statement.

“You’re going to get us arrested, aren’t you?” You said with an amused smile. “Not arrested per say, just perhaps stuck in detention for the rest of our lives,” he grinned at you, his eyes shining with mischief.

***

Sirius fell back on his bed, his shirt unbuttoned and half hanging off his bare chest. His arms lay across his face as he let out a quiet and frustrated growl, unable to get you out of his brain.

This had never happened before, he had never called a girl he was hooking up with by the wrong name - not ever. He never meant to - one moment he was snogging a girl against his dorm wall, the next he was being slapped by that same girl as she stormed out of the room. He sighed, thinking about your soft h/c hair and pretty e/c eyes. Without him realising, he began to smile uncontrollably at just the thought of you.

“I have to go and find her,” he muttered to himself as he stood up. He ran a hang through his now-messy hair, and grabbed his trousers to put back on as he ran out of his dorm room and nearly fell down the stairs on his way to try and find you.

The common room was empty, excluding a few first years that were huddled in front of the fire completing homework. Sirius looked around and, when he couldn’t find you, headed over to the stairway leading to the girls dormitory. He quickly and easily removed the charms from the stairs and ran up two at a time.

He knocked on the door and waited, hoping you’d answer for him. Hearing no reply, he hesitantly reached out for the brass handle and slowly opened the door.

The room was empty, to Sirius’ surprise. He looked around the room, easily being able to tell which girl stayed in which part of the room just by the belongings.

Alice had the far right side of the room, her bed decorated with a pink blanket over the red duvet, and a small white toy bunny with pink ears and a little black nose sitting on the pillow. Marlene had the bed next to her, shown by the large collection of muggle makeup - mostly lipsticks of deep reds and browns - strewn across it. Dorcas was in the middle of the room, her wand sitting on the nightstand beside the lamp, and her bed neatly made without one crease. Then it was Lily’s bed, a messy pile of duvet and books, a hairbrush and a mirror laying under the bed, beside a pair of boots that had fallen over. Finally, on the far left hand side of the room, was your bed, tucked into the corner with extra pillows to decorate.

Sirius looked at it fondly, edging his way over and carefully sitting down on the bed, as if he was scared to ruin the design. The bed looked comfy - surely you wouldn’t mind if he lay down for a while, would you? He took his shirt off and dropped it on the floor, followed by his trousers. He climbed into the covers and leant back, snuggling into your pillow, and breathing in your sweet scent. He smiled to himself, closing his eyes and convincing himself that you wouldn’t mind if he stayed for just a small nap - a small one, of course. He lay down holding onto your duvet as he imagined what it would be like to have you laying next to him right now, in his arms. Before long, he had drifted off to sleep.

***

“You still love him, huh?” James said gently, taking your hand in his and squeezing it comfortingly. You looked at the scenery around you, the trees soaring high in the air, their roots peeping out of the earth, the leaves littering the ground in a brown haze, crunching with each step you and James took. The wind wafted your hair around your face, causing you to constantly push the strands out of your face.

“More than anything, James,” you whispered, your voice barely reaching his ears due to the howling wind. Your heart raced just at the thought of the dark haired boy that captured your attention at the mere age of 11.

“You know he loves you too,” The brunette boy spoke with a nod. You shook your head, “But not in the way I want. I want him to love me like I love him. And I know that’s nearly impossible.” James let go of your hand and opening his arms out wide, “C'mere, I think you need a Potter hug.”

You gladly moved into James embrace, closing your eyes as he enclosed your frame within his arms. It felt warm and friendly, but different to how cuddles with Sirius felt.

With Sirius, it was as if all the world didn’t matter, like it disappeared around you whilst you were in his arms. Like nothing could hurt you, or make you feel sad. It didn’t matter how you were feeling, or what had happened when you were with the eldest Black brother. All that mattered was how his body felt against yours, and how your heart felt like it was going to explode.

You closed your eyes and tried to pretend that James was Sirius, and that he was holding you in his usual loving way. No matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t do it.

“You should tell him,” James whispered. “How can I when I know he doesn’t feel the same?” You replied, opening your eyes looking up into his brown ones.

“It’s tearing you apart, babe. I hate seeing you so hung up on him. You need to tell him so you can either be with him, or move on. I know it’s hard, but you’re one of my best friends, Y/n, and I don’t want you to hurt anymore,” James told you, running a hand through your hair and offering you a small, sincere smile.

“Thank you James. I’ll tell him when I’m ready - if I’m ready,” you replied, resting your head on his shoulder.

***

By the time you got back to your dorm room, you had finally sorted through your feelings and cleared your head, thanks to James. You entered your dorm room and began to get changed into your pyjamas, deciding on an early night before classes tomorrow. Climbing into the bed, you let out a shriek as something moved underneath you, screaming at the same time as you did. You shot up, grabbing your wand in haste and aiming it at the large lump underneath your duvet.

“Lumos,” you spoke, a bright light emerging from your wand. You waved it over the figure as he spoke, “Please don’t kill me!”

“Sirius!” Your heart was racing from the shock, and you let out a shaky breath, “What in the name of Merlin do you think you’re doing in my bed?”

“Well I was napping. You know, until you decided to sit on me - which for the record, I wouldn’t mind you doing if you gave me a warning,” Sirius said to you, pouting a little as he sat up.

“How was I supposed to know that you were there? I thought you were with Anastasia? Why aren’t you with her right now?” You frowned, trying not to focus on how deep his voice sounded from being asleep for who knows how long, his black hair that fell messily across his shoulders and his shoulders, leading onto his muscly arms and toned chest that you all but wanted to run your hands over…

You blinked, forcing yourself to look back at his handsome face.

“I left early. Or rather, she did. Didn’t end up doing much,” He replied with a shrug, pulling your cover over him more with a cute, happy smile. “Why?” You didn’t know why you asked. You assumed he would shrug off the question, but he did the exact opposite.

“I accidentally said your name instead of hers in bed,” He said it so casually, as if it were a normal occupancy to tell your best friend news like this.

You nearly choked.

“I’m… sorry?” You were confused. Confused as to why he said your name, why he was now in your bed - practically naked, for that matter - and why you felt the need to apologise for something that you had no control over.

“Don’t be. It made me realise something important so I guess I should thank myself really,” Sirius smirked to himself, before looking up at you, still sat in your bed, his arm propping him up. “What did you realise? That you’re a complete idiot? Because I think it’s about time you realised that,” you said with an eye roll, crossing your arms over your chest.

He suddenly swung his legs out of the covers and stood up. Before you could process what was happening, he was stood in front of you, grabbing you and kissing you, his hands cupping your cheeks. He held you close to him, pressed against his chest, leaving no space between you. One of his hands sliding down your body to hold your waist, rubbing soft circles on your hip with his thumb.

He was breathing heavily when he pulled away, leaving you in shock and your eyes wide. “What the hell was that for?” You breathes out, your hand reaching up to touch your lips.

“To say I’m sorry,” he said, his hands still holding your hips. You raised an eyebrow, “What?” “I’m sorry for leaving you today, I shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have made other plans when I know I already made plans with you. Because you’re the most important person in my life. You’re my girl, Y/n. Nobody else even comes close to how much I care about you.”

His voice was low and husky, he was speaking mere centimetres from your face, so close you could feel his warm breath against your skin, and had to force yourself to focus on his words and not his lips.

“I love you Y/n. That’s was what I realised. Please tell me you feel the same way because now I know I love you, I don’t think I could survive knowing you don’t love me too.” For the first time in a while, you saw Sirius look nervous, his usually cocky demeanour a distant memory.

“I love you too Sirius,” you whispered with a soft smile. Sirius let out a laugh of relief, wrapping him arms around you and pressing kisses across your head, “Oh thank Merlin.”

He held you so tight, and you couldn’t help but smile. This is where you belonged, in his arms.

“From now on, you’re mine,” Sirius murmured, wrapping his arms further around your body. You sighed in content, “I always was.”

Tutor — Park Jimin (02)

Originally posted by marikit257

Part 1

Requested: Yes
Words: 2880
Warnings: fuckboy!Jimin, Smut!!!
Description: Park Jimin, the guy in school that everyone wants, is your tutor. While tutoring you, things get a little heated.

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It was Saturday morning and you woke up fairly late, because you had trouble going to sleep last night.

No matter how hard you tried to think of something else, he was still on your mind.

Park Jimin.

Your school’s fuckboy, your tutor, your crush.

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Comforting Winn

Alex’s phone chirps and she grabs it immediately, instinctively, before it can wake the woman sleeping next to her.

She squints at the caller ID, at the time, and her stomach drops.

“Winn, are you okay? Is Kara okay? Is – ”

“No, no, relax Alex, it’s not DEO stuff, it’s – everything’s – you know what, that’s your I-was-sleeping-so-hard-because-I’m-recovering-from-a-wild-night-with-my-lady voice, so I’m just gonna let you – ”

Alex rubs her eyes and sits up, making sure the covers stay wrapped around Maggie’s nearly naked body as Maggie sighs and shifts around at the loss of contact without opening her eyes.

“I don’t have a voice for – you know what, no, Winn, what is it?”

“I – it – I’m sorry Alex, it’s just… Kara and James are in this really intensive training with J’onn and Lyra’s out of town with her brother and I – ”

“Spit it out, Schott, what is it?”

“My dad… my dad called. I didn’t take it, but I – he – ”

Alex’s stomach lurches and she runs a hand over her face, her heart breaking more than she wants to portray in her voice.

“Where are you?”

“I’m home, where else would I – ”

“Come over. I’ll leave the door open for you.”

“No, Alex, I shouldn’t have called, you’re with Maggie, I – ”

“Winn, get over here. And bring coffee.”

Maggie rolls over and gropes sleepily for Alex’s body with her eyes closed. “And donuts,” she calls groggily, and Alex grins down at her.

“You hear that, Winn?”

“Loud and clear. Give me a half hour. And Alex – ”

“Don’t make me regret being nice to you, Schott. Just get over here.”

She hangs up before he has the chance to change his mind, before he has the chance to talk himself out of reaching out to her.

She purses her lips and shudders slightly and sighs, slipping out of the bed to unlock the door for him.

“He okay, Al?” Maggie croaks, sitting up to watch Alex pad across the living room sleepily.

“He will be,” Alex whispers across the house. “Sleep, babe. He won’t be here for another half hour.”

She slips back into bed and Maggie melts into her arms immediately. “You’re not mad? I mean, you don’t mind?”

Maggie turns and puts a clumsy, groggy hand to Alex’s cheek. “Why’d I be mad at you for being a great big sister, Danvers?”

Alex pffts and shakes her head and is grateful Maggie can’t see her blush.

“You’re the best, you know that?” she kisses her, and Maggie grins with her eyes closed.

They’re not sure how or exactly when they drift back to sleep, but they both immediately snap back awake when the front door creaks open and light from the hallway spills into the apartment.

“Don’t shoot, don’t shoot, it’s me,” Winn holds up his hands as best he can with coffee and donuts, because if he knows nothing else, he knows the women in his life.

“C’mere, you,” Alex invites, and Maggie remembers with a jolt that she’s not wearing a shirt.

“Also, pass me that t-shirt on the floor in the kitchen, would you?” Maggie asks with a cocky, sleepy grin, and Winn chuckles slightly.

“Kitchen fun times, huh Danvers? Nice – ”

“Don’t – don’t say anything else,” Alex cuts him off, and Maggie chuckles this time.

He steps up into Alex’s room and passes Maggie her shirt with his eyes studiously closed.

Alex takes the opportunity to study him. His shoulders are stooped and he’s in one of James’s old hoodies and his eyes, even closed, are swollen. He looks tiny and he looks terrified.

She remembers sobbing into Maggie’s arms about her father.

She remembers Maggie sobbing into her arms about her own father.

How small it made Alex feel. How small it made Maggie look.

“Okay,” Maggie tells him, shirt on now, and Alex shifts and pats the bed between her and her girlfriend.

“Come on,” she says, and Winn just stares.

“You tell anyone about this and you will find out exactly what those index finger techniques are – ”

“You know it’s not as scary when you have sex-bed hair and your girlfriend just needed me to collect her shirt from your kitchen floor – ”

“Yeah, babe, also, index finger threats? Like, has a whole new meaning now, doesn’t – ”

“Traitor! You’re supposed to be on my side!”

“Actually, um… you invited me over to support me? So, it’s all about my side?”

Alex sighs and shrugs and holds out her hands for her coffee, and Winn provides.

Maggie holds out her hand too, but when he offers the coffee, she just shakes her hand again. He grins and presents her with the entire box of donuts.

“Now you’re getting it,” she says through a mouthful of chocolate glazed. “Get over here before Danvers and I make like Kara and eat the whole damn box.”

Winn gulps and sets his and Maggie’s coffees on the bedside table and crawls over Alex – she doesn’t move to make it easier for him, a shit-eating grin on her face and a mock-glare on his – to settle between them. Maggie tosses the covers over him and holds out the donut box.

“So what happened?”

Winn sighs and shrinks into himself and stuffs a donut into his mouth.

“Caooellheae?” he tries to ask around a mouthful of chocolate frosting.

“Try again, Schott,” Alex furrows her brow at him, and he tastes a gigantic gulp.

“Can you tell her, Alex?”

Alex heart breaks and she sips at her coffee and she almost reaches out to touch his face. Almost.

“Winn’s dad called him tonight. And he’s… he’s in prison – for um – ”

“He’s the Toyman,” Winn supplies quickly, like ripping off a bandaid, leaning over Alex to get his coffee so he doesn’t have to meet Maggie’s eyes.

But Maggie just nods and puts her hand on his knee and urges him to take another donut.

“I figured, Winn. I just – it’s not mine to bring up if you don’t wanna talk about it.”

Alex and Winn both turn to Maggie with looks of identical shock.

“Detective, guys. It’s kind of my job. And it’s not like your names aren’t, you know, the same.”

Winn casts his eyes down and digs into a jelly-filled.

“Funny thing, though. Because the names are the same, but the people are so different,” she continues, softly, softly, and Winn looks up at her with wide eyes and a set jaw.

“That’s not what he says. He says we’re the same. He said it when he escaped, and he said it again in the voicemail he left tonight.”

Alex does reach out to touch his face this time, briefly, softly, and Maggie smiles sadly across the bed at her girlfriend.

“Well, my dad says the reason he was willing to forcibly deport thousands of innocent people is me.”

“And mine says I’m a disgusting disgrace and selfish and am going to hell and he never wants to see me again.”

Alex exhales with tears in her eyes and Winn turns to Maggie with a furrowed brow, concern and sadness all over his face.

Maggie tilts her coffee cup toward his in salute, and offers simply, by way of explanation, “Lesbian.”

“Maggie, I… I didn’t know. I’m… I’m so sorry.”

“Well hey, dysfunctional, abusive relationships with fathers’ club in this bed tonight. At least there’s donuts, right?”

Winn smiles and leans to put his head on Maggie’s shoulder, and Alex wishes it were game night, not comfort night, so she could take a picture.

“Invite Kara and James with their dead dads and we’ll have a real party,” Winn deadpans from Maggie’s shoulder, and Alex tosses her arm around him, her fingers playing on the back of Maggie’s neck.

“You’re nothing like your dad, Winn. Nothing. And even if… even if you have those things inside you, it’s the choices, you know, that you make. And you’ve chosen to… to save the world, dude, not destroy it.”

Winn sighs and sits up, grabbing a third donut from the box at Maggie’s feet, biting into it and offering the rest to Alex miserably. She accepts and keeps her arm steady around his shoulders.

“How can you be sure?”

Alex sighs and chews thoughtfully.

“You know, Kara didn’t really have a lot of friends. Growing up. She was the weird kid, the freak who never quite fit in. People always took advantage of how kind she is, how… how amazing she is. And then she interviewed at CatCo, and she met you, and you know when she first told me about you, about this IT guy who takes her to lunch and explains all of Cat Grant’s idiosyncracies so she doesn’t get fired, and laughs at her terrible jokes and makes terrible jokes of his own, and has toys all over his desk and stammers when he gets nervous but always, always stands up for her when people try to dismiss her as incompetent just because she’s… well, Kara… I was suspicious of you. I… I didn’t trust it. You. I thought you just wanted her, that you wanted to use her for something, that you were making fun of her. But the stories never stopped. The stories about how good you were to her. And then I met you, and you… you were real. You just… you just really cared for her. And then she started dating the only other friend you had and you just… you took care of yourself, and then you just… you kept caring. You’re rare, Winn. You… you saw Kara. You always saw her. So no. You’re nothing like your dad. Because you see goodness in the world and you’re not threatened by it, you don’t want to destroy it, you just want to make more goodness yourself.”

“Alex, I – ”

“No, nope, don’t say anything. I’ve just fulfilled my yearly quota of being nice to you, so really, you don’t wanna push it.”

“I was just gonna tell you that you have some powdered sugar on your lip.”

“I can get that for you, babe – ”

“God, guys, I’m right – ow, Maggie, that’s my foot – it – okay – I’ll just… I’ll be on the other side of your inexplicably massive bed…”

“Winn.”

“Mmhmm.”

“I love you. Okay?”

“I love you too, Alex. I love you too.”

“Aww, guys, you’re so sweet!”

“If anyone at the DEO finds out about this, I swear to god, Sawyer – ”

“What are you gonna do, babe, threaten me with your index finger? Cause that’s not a threat – ”

“Oh my god, why are you both like this?”

“Oh Alex, come on. Look at my puppy eyes! And your woman’s dimples! You love us!”

Winn activates his best puppy eyes and Maggie flashes her biggest smile, and Alex, for once in her life, is defenseless and feels amazing about it.

“Yeah. Yeah, I do.”

{ feeling of freedom, of seeing the light }

pairing: hamilsquad x reader

prompt: soulmate!au. you see the world in black and white until you meet your soulmate. then you see color!

t/w: none!

a/n: thank you for 1,550+ followers! i’m so thankful for each and every one of you. 

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You had grown up in a world of black and white. Color was unknown to you, but you remembered how your parents described colors to you to make you feel a little better. 

Red is like fire. You know when you feel angry or frustrated? It’s like that. It’s hot and bold and angry.”

“Yellow is warm, bright and friendly. It’s the color of the sun, love. Makes you feel like someone wrapped you up in a blanket on a cold day.”

“Blue is the color of water. It’s cool. It’s cold. I think you’d like it quite a lot.” 

This wasn’t abnormal. You wouldn’t get to see the colors your parents’ got to see until you met your soulmate. You knew it would be a long time until then, but hearing your parents describe the colors to you was enough for the time being. 

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Smartass

Summary: You’re a pretty calculated person, that is until you meet the infamous Winter Soldier, who makes you lose your cool each time you see him. 

Word Count: 2271

Paring: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: language, because I have a potty mouth.

A/N: So this is my first time posting any of my crap here, which is why I’m a lil bit scared! I wrote this months ago, it’s one of my first pieces, so please excuse any typos/ grammar mistakes/ mistakes in general (English is not my first language). Feedback is very welcomed! I hope you enjoy! 

(gif is not mine)

Originally posted by mylastlove-mylastsong

Landing a job at Stark Labs was a dream come true. You had never even hoped for it to happen, but here you were, Chef of Engineering Section, with your own lab, a place to live in the Avengers Compound and most importantly, a space and tools to grow as an scientist.

You loved your job. Physics, Biology, Chemistry, Astronomy and Engineering- all of your favourite aspects of science combined into one position in one of the best labs in the world. It was like buying a mystery Mentos pack filled with all of your favourite flavors in it. You could swore that life was literally treating you all too well, which meant that soon enough it should all go to hell. Oh, how right you were.

The day you met the one and only, the infamous James Buchanan Barnes was the day when everything started to go to shit. And that was a very mild description of what was happening. You didn’t even know how you, a very calculated person, started turning into a hot mess every time this big bulk of muscles in a shape and form of Bucky Barnes was around you. But it was happening way too often and it had to stop.

“God dammit, god fucking dammit!” you muttered under your breath when you tried for the billionth of time to modify Tony’s suit. “You fucking piece of shit, little ball of fucking wires that are too fucking dumb to fucking work with me for fuck’s sake!”

“Language” Steve chuckled as he entered your lab.

“Don’t you fucking… Jesus, Captain, I’m so sorry…” you stood up, immediately starting to apologize for your dirty mouth. If you could point out one thing that you would love to change about yourself it would most definitely be your vocabulary. Keeping your cursing at bay when you were mad wasn’t exactly your forte.

“It’s Steve, Y/N, you should know that by now” he told you with a smile. “So I guess you have problems with fixing something?”

“Kinda. It’s just that Tony asked me to modify his suit, but this dumbass forgot to get me the right wires to increase durability of the system, so I have to work with what I got which is, well, nothing, so I’m pissed as hell, I mean, I’m just angry, because how am I supposed to work if I can’t?” you ranted, looking around for your screwdriver.

“So I guess it’s a wrong time to ask you for a favor?”

“Depends. What’s the deal? Something’s wrong with the shield?” you looked at him concerned. You fixed it 2 days before, what could possibly be damaged again?

“No, everything’s fine with me, but I think Bucky needs a checkup. His arm’s been weird lately, you know? I think he messed something up right after you fixed it after the mission and he doesn’t want to admit it.”

That stopped you in your tracks. Every checkup you had to do on Bucky was a dreadful experience for you in general, mostly because you had to remain professional while your brain was all over the place. Any additional meeting with the soldier was an unnecessary show of your clumsiness and very bad acting as you tried to hide your affection for the man. Steve couldn’t be serious.

“Oh” was all you managed to say.

“Yeah, I know, you’re overworked anyway, but it’s probably nothing and it won’t take long, I promise. Please, Y/N?” Rogers looked at you with puppy eyes.

“Y-yeah, sure, bring him in” you stuttered as you turned around from him pretending to be searching for something, while actually trying to hide the redness of your cheeks.

“Great, you’re seriously the best!” he exclaimed happily. “I’ll tell him, you were the one to ask for the checkup, so he won’t feel bad about it, okay?”

“Uh, um, I guess?”

“Fantastic! He’ll be here in a few, I hope” he winked at you and left you all alone again.

“The lord is testing me” you muttered as you fell onto your chair and started fixing the suit again.


“JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, ARE YOU EVEN UP THERE?!” you yelled as once again your attempt at modifying Tony’s suit turned into a failure. You’ve had enough; another try at it proved that you can’t make something so specific out of nothing.

Bucky chuckled at himself as he stood by the door frame, watching you. You were quite adorable when you were mad.

“You alright there?” he asked you with a smug smile, which made you froze. “I don’t want to interrupt your rant, but Steve told me you wanted to see me.”

“He did?” you felt your cheeks redden with embarrassment, Bucky’s presence making you forget all about your previous conversation with Rogers.

“For a checkup” Barnes clarified.

“Oh, alright” you let out a huge sigh. “Um, have a seat.”

You gathered all of your stuff in silence, trying to make yourself look like you knew what you were doing. Bucky silently looked around your messy lab, focusing on anything apart from you. To say that you made his heart race was an understatement. He was head over heels in love with you, yet you seem to never be interested in even talking to him. Each time he would come for a checkup, he felt like you never wanted him around you, which made his little heart ache every time.

“You don’t clean here much often, do you?” he joked, trying to lighten the mood.

“I didn’t have the time, sorry” you sheepishly apologized, hiding your yet again blossoming blush.

“It was a joke, Y/N. It’s your lab. Why would I care how it looks like?”

“Right” you face palmed yourself in your thoughts. “Shall we get started?”

“Go for it.”

You took a seat on a small stool that you always sat on when you did the checkup and carefully removed pieces of metal covering main electronics of Bucky’s arm. In a complete silence, you started testing the wires and checking the whole system until you found an error that Steve was concerned about.

“There you are” you said to yourself as you detected the damage and started fixing it by replacing a small metal strip.

After few finishing touches, you were done with the arm. You hadn’t even noticed that the whole time you had worked in silence, with furrowed brows and droplets of sweat covering your forehead, Bucky couldn’t tear his eyes off of you. What a beautiful and smart creature, he sighed in his thoughts, taking your presence in.

“Done. Should be as good as new” you told him as you started to put all the equipment back into the box.

“Thanks Y/N, you’re the best” he said with a smile and looked at you. “You have an eyelash on your…” he tried to reach for your cheek to wipe the small piece of hair off of your face, but his touch was so unexpected, that it made you fall off of your stool in the most ungracious way possible. Within seconds, you were lying flat on your ass in front of your crush. So much for keeping it cool.

“Oh my god, Y/N!” he immediately squatted to you, trying to help you get up.

“I’m fine, it’s nothing” you told him with a full on tomato red splashed on your face. How could you be such a clumsy idiot?!

“Did you hit your head? Should I call for help?” he asked looking more concerned each second.

“No, just go Bucky, just… leave me alone” you said getting up and turning away from him. You didn’t even notice that it hurt him a little, but he did as you asked, not wanting to upset you even more.

You huffed in pain as you was left alone. God, you were such an idiot. No way, he was ever going to feel the same way you felt about him.


“Maybe you should just ask her out” Steve told Bucky for what he felt like a hundredth of time since Bucky had confessed his crush on you to him.

“No way, don’t you see? She hates me!” he exclaimed, hitting the punch bag hard.

Steve rolled his eyes at his friend. He was getting tired of all of this.

“She doesn’t hate you.”

“Yeah right, like you would know!”

“Then at least talk to her at the party tonight. It won’t hurt, right? If she won’t want to, then will figure it out” he told Barnes.

“Alright, but if she hates me even more after this, then you’re screwed” Bucky threatened him.  

“I know, I know” he sighed and the men continued to train.


“Hey kid” Natasha greeted you few hours after that fatal incident with Bucky. You were now in your room, watching Netflix while being wrapped like a burrito in multiple blankets.

“Hey mom” you replied, causing the redhead to roll her eyes.

“So” she started, sitting on the edge of your bed. “Are you going to a party tonight?”

In that moment you noticed she was all glammed up. “What party?”

“Have you ever left this cage or lab at all?” she asked you irritated.

“No” you simply replied.

“Tony is hosting a party tonight, in the tower. So wear something nice and go downstairs” she ordered.

“I don’t want to” you whined.

“Why?”

“I’m planning on not seeing Bucky for few months after my spectacular fail.”

“Y/N please, stop acting like a baby” she rolled her eyes.

“Why do you care?”

“Because” she looked at you irritated.

“That’s not an answer” you fixed your eyes on the screen.

“What happened between you and Barnes?” she changed the subject.

“I fell on the floor…”

“That’s not that bad” she said, shrugging.

“…because he tried to touch me” you finished, your face flushing once again.

“Where?!” her eyes widened at the vision of him trying to get into your panties.

“Not there!” you hit her with a pillow. “He tried to remove an eyelash from my cheek.”

“That’s adorable” she smiled.

“That’s fucking humiliating!” you huffed, rolling your eyes.

“Then get wasted trying to forget about it and your crush on him” she stood up. “C’mon, it’ll be fun.”

“God I hate you” you muttered as you stood up and changed to go to the party in a decent state.


“I just think it’s kinda impossible, ya know? Like Asgard must be so much better than all of this lame ass shit on Earth” you slurred to Thor. After your non-stopping pleas, he put a little drop of his drink into your own and without a doubt, you had never been more wasted in your life.

“I’ll take you there one day, Lady Y/N” he smiled at your drunken state. “You’d love our astronomy tower.”

“Oh my God, you would show me it?! This is the best night of my life!” you exclaimed a little too loud with a little bit too much of hand gestures as you spilled your drink on your Star Wars shirt.

Bucky watched you from the distance, chuckling. You were too adorable. And beautiful. And perfect. And you really have to stop being so cringy, he ordered himself. He did find a bit of jealousy in him as Thor made you laugh more than he ever did. A race of thoughts ran through his head; did you like Thor? Was it because of his muscles? Or maybe you thought he was smarter than Bucky? Maybe he should dye his hair blond and try to braid it, maybe then you would like him?

“Y/N is so wasted” Nat interrupted his internal monologue when she and Steve approached Buck.

“She is” he replied, eyes glued to you.

“Go and talk to her” Steve ordered him, seeing his miserable state.            

“She is talking with Thor now.”

“Hey Thor, come here buddy!” Rogers yelled at the god and he left you alone, before saying his apologies.

“Not anymore, so move your ass over there” Nat gave a firm squeeze to his flesh arm.

“God, you annoy me both” he muttered and made his way to you, nervousness overtaking his body. “Hey Y/N, how are you?”

“Oh man, you look hella fine tonight!” you slurred, not realizing what exactly you were saying or more specifically, to who.

“Thanks” Bucky blushed a little. Was she serious?

“I mean, like damn, your ass looks great in those pants!” you winked at him. “Hey, do you have a girlfriend?”

“No, no I have not” he told you, being more and more curious. There is a chance!

“Well, I have a candidate” you exclaimed with a grin plastered across your face.

“Really?” he was hoping it was a little joke you planed and that maybe, maybe, you would tell him that you liked him too.

“Yeah, wanna know who I have on my brilliant mind, soldier?” you whispered.

“I do” he smiled at you.

“Natasha” you told him in the most conspiratorial tone.

His face fell at the sound of your words.

“Seriously, she told me. I mean, she didn’t but who wouldn’t want to be your girlfriend, right? You would be great together…” 

“Jesus Y/N, could you shut your goddamn mouth for one minute?” he told you before cupping your face and kissing you fiercely. At first you couldn’t react but after few seconds you started to reciprocate the kiss.

“I also have a candidate” he said as he pulled back, a new wave of confidence flowing through his body.

“Yeah? Who?” you mumbled, still in shock.

“You, you little smartass” he smiled before kissing you again.


Don’t Speak // Spencer Reid x Reader

Originally posted by elle-gubler

Spencer knew something was wrong. He’d watched as you slowly retreated into yourself in such a complex manner that others wouldn’t know there was something wrong if they didn’t actively search for the signs. But he knew. He saw past your smiles, past the way you still laughed at whatever silly banter Penelope and Morgan exchanged. Past your routine greetings of hugs and kisses, past the way you still tried to crack jokes to fulfill your ultimate life goal of making Hotch laugh.

He noticed the dark circles beneath your eyes that you expertly hid beneath makeup. He noticed the split second longer that it took you to react to someone’s conversation, to their jokes. He noticed the way your hair was pulled back slightly less refined than usual, something others would look over as just another day of you rushing to work that morning.

But you were his. You were everything he’d ever dreamt of and because of that even the smallest change did not go unnoticed. He noticed the desperation in your kisses, the longing behind your soft lips as you tried to find love. You always did find it behind his touch and this only made you cling to his hands a little tighter as you both walked through the aisles of stores, your gaze showing your mind was elsewhere.

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Hurt

Where Y/N is in an unhealthy relationship, and Harry helps her realize and understand that she should be treated better.

Sneak Peak:
“You always did like Harry more than a friend should. But then you got into a relationship and you knew your feelings never went away they were just repressed.

But right now it’s like they all came back again in full force, they weren’t hiding anymore.

“Why didn’t you text me back last night. Were my jokes so bad you threw your phone out the window?” He chuckled.

You suddenly frowned remembering last night with Lucas coming home drunk. And everything after that. You didn’t want to think about what happened, because whatever you thought would help didn’t. You woke up feeling shitter then before and Lucas was still being the same, he didn’t change. You were stupid to think that him having sex with you would change that.”


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I’ll probably do a part two. Tell me if you want that!

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As soon as you heard the front door shut downstairs you sighed. You looked over at your phone and it was 2am. But what’s new with him coming home late you thought sadly. You hoped he wasn’t in that mood because you certainly weren’t. But that hasn’t stopped him before.

You heard him downstairs in the kitchen probably getting some water to minimize his drunken state. Oh you really hope he wasn’t drinking tonight. So you quickly locked your phone and pretended you were fast asleep. And maybe he would just climb in bed and just fall asleep too.

As you buried your head in the covers, you saw your phone light up. It was a text from Harry, and you grinned.

You always texted each other about random stuff when you couldn’t sleep at night. Harry usually busts out the awful jokes and sends you funny memes to make you smile.

Harry was a great friend and you’ve became even closer ever since you both worked together in the bookstore down the road. Your whole life you never really had a true best friend where you could tell almost everything to, until him. So you were sad you didn’t have time to reply to his text at least to say goodnight.

You laid down in silence for a little. But You didn’t hear him come up the stairs so you decided quickly to maybe send Harry a quick “goodnight text” just so he doesn’t think your not replying. But as soon as you reached for your phone the sound of footsteps stopped you. You quickly brought your hand back to the bed and closed your eyes to look asleep.

The bedroom door opened and you heard him shuffle in. You could already tell he was drunk because you could hear him trip over his feet multiple times as curse words flew out his mouth.

He walked over to the closet to take off his clothes and was left in just his underwear. The bathroom light illuminated and he walked into brush his teeth and do some other things. Usually he would just jump into bed. He never cared to get fully ready for bed if he was drinking.

Maybe he wasn’t you thought, and smiled a little. Maybe he just came home late from work and wasn’t out get pissed drunk. Which made you think that he was getting back to his old self, and that’s who you loved.

The side of the bed dipped and you could feel the warmth of his body come in contact with you. He got himself comfortable on the bed before he slipped his arm around your waist to pull you onto his bare chest. You almost leaned into his touch until he spoke.

“I know your not sleeping.” He said and you could smell the alcohol on his breathe and you cringed.

You didn’t say anything hoping he would just go to sleep and you can all just start off tomorrow morning fresh.

He sighed into the side of your neck, you thought in defeat. But then you felt him slowly start to leave kisses on your neck. While creeping his hand up the shirt your were only wearing which was his.

You thought it would just end there before he fell asleep. But then you felt his hands coming down to your underwear.

“Lucas, I’m really tired.” You finally gave up the act.

He smirked down at you “I knew you weren’t sleeping.” He said while still assaulting your neck.

Your weren’t facing him so he couldn’t see the uneasiness on your face. But that soon changed when he flipped you around to face him. Even in this dim light you could see his blood shot blue eyes and you missed seeing his ocean eyes.

They use to be so clear and beautiful before they were tainted with the red rims that is now part of him most of the days.

“That’s better.” He says to you as he leaned in for a kiss but this time on the lips. You didn’t push him away because you thought this was just a good night kiss. So when you felt his lips connect with yours you brought your hands up to his cheek and kissed him back. It was slow and gentle and you missed this. Just simply kissing him and not doing anything else.

You pulled away from the kiss to lean your head back down on the pillow because in all honesty you were getting tired. But Lucas wasn’t having it.

“Come on Y/N don’t sleep on me yet baby.” He says well placing his hands between your thighs.

“Lucas your drunk…”

“I’m not that drunk” he tells you while his hand still hasn’t moved.

You tried to reason with him. “Babe, I’m just really tired can we just do this another time. Please.” Why are you begging him, you shouldn’t be. Your subconscious told you.

“Come on Y/N, let’s just fuck around for a little bit. We haven’t in a while.” He whines while kissing your cheek.

But you remember the last time you did have sex it was like a week ago. In the car after you left one of your friends birthday parties.

Lucas said he couldn’t keep his eyes and hands off you all night. Which did make you feel pretty. But he literally made you guys leave early because he wanted you right then and wouldn’t wait. You couldn’t really say no when he went behind your back to tell everyone you weren’t feeling well so you left early, which was a lie.

You did want to stay longer, but Lucas insisted that you guys leave. You felt bad for lying but Lucas kept saying it was alright because he was gonna make you feel so good.

He couldn’t even wait until you guys got home.

You remembered he stopped driving and pulled over. Even when you told him that you felt more comfortable if you were at home in your own bed.

But he didn’t listen.

He said how he couldn’t restrain himself any longer and how he had to take you right in that car.

You remembered him saying how if you weren’t so beautiful and sexy that he could of waited.

Like it was your fault.

But he didn’t wait.

You were uncomfortable and not enjoying yourself that whole time he was inside of you, because yet again he put his own needs before yours.

So right now in this moment it felt like the same thing was happening.

“Lucas. I am really tired right now okay?!” You said in a stern voice. You tried to get him to face you so he could see how serious you were. But his face was still on your neck.

“I’ll be quick. Come on… I’ve had a long day at work and you’ve been so busy too. I miss you…” he tells you.

It was those times when he would say things like that, that you think it’s the truth. You hoped it was because you missed him too, but the old him. Maybe things are turning around for the better. But you weren’t sure.

Silence filled the room but you could still hear the sound of his lips on your skin. He moved lower and lower until he got to the rim of your underwear. He didn’t look up for confirmation but at the same time you didn’t stop him.

You have been working a lot so maybe this would make him happy again. Maybe after this he would stop coming home drunk. Maybe You were being to busy with work and everything.

Maybe this was a way to make up for it.

But you didn’t feel good because deep down you knew you didn’t want to be doing this right now.

And after it was over and Lucas pulled out of you and said those three words.

You knew something didn’t feel right.

——-

There were so many new books that arrived today. You could barely keep up with the whole catalogue and making sure you put them on the right shelf.

The book store was packed today probably because of these new books. A lot of them you had to put aside because so many people were calling them to put them on hold before they sold out.

You were humming a tune that’s been stuck in your head for weeks until you heard something behind you.

You turned around a saw a book on the floor. It must of fallen off the cart you thought as you grabbed “Everything Everything” and put it back on the cart.

You then continue with the teen fiction section making sure you put them in the right alphabetical order by the authors last name.

Sometimes you have these brain farts when you can’t remember which letter comes first in the alphabet so you have to start from the beginning and sing the alphabet song.

“A, b, c, d, e, f, g, h, i-” suddenly you heard another thud behind you.

You turned around again and saw another book on the ground. But it was down the end of the aisle and it couldn’t be from your cart.

You walked over there and picked it up and placed it back where it belonged. Right when you did that a book on the shelf right beside you fell. You slightly jumped before it could hit your foot.

“What the hell?” You said out loud. You swear if it’s those kids again from a few months ago.

You peaked through the slot where the book had fallen too see who was on the other side pushing the books down.

No one was there you just saw to the other aisle. You sighed in frustration. Maybe it was a ghost-

“BOO!” Harry jumps into your view on the other aisle. You jumped and yelled and hit your head on bookshelf.

“Owww” you touched your forehead but you looked at your fingers and didn’t see blood.

“Oh my gosh!” Harry comes over and starts laughing uncontrollably. “You should of seen your face!”

You tried to look mad at him but it was hard when he looked so cute and happy laughing.

“I swear I didn’t mean for you to hit your head.” He says while still laughing.

“Well I did. And you distracted me from my work, you ass.” You couldn’t keep a straight face anymore and grinned.

“I’m sorry.” Harry pouts. “But I’m not really, after you nearly got me fired last week for setting my phone alarm to go off while I was checking out people! And “I’m sexy and I know it” came on!“

You giggled remembering how embarrassed Harry was as he tried to search for his phone to shut off the alarm as he had a line of customers ready to check out.

“I’ll get you back styles.” You point at him to make yourself look intimidating but it really didn’t.

“I’ll be ready, Love.” He raises his eyebrow and You just shook your head.

“Well the least you could do is help me put these books on the shelf. Especially the ones on the top shelf Mr.Long Legs.”

“Sure thing Ms. Shorty.” He teased.

“Hey!” You went over to the cart and got another book and so did Harry.

You checked the list to make sure you were putting it in the right place. Okay where is the name Hopkins? You thought as you skimmed through the H’s. After you found it you slide the book.

“You know I’m not short your just insanely tall-” you turned around to get another book, when you almost crashed into Harry. He was standing behind you as you you were putting the other book away. While he was putting another book above your head.

You were pretty much trapped between Harry’s frame as his hands were above you looking for the right author.

“Oh so now your trying to trap me?”

Harry looks down on you and smirked.

And suddenly you wanted look at Harry all day. His green eyes were mesmerizing. You tried to look away but when you did you just ended up looking at his pink lips.

You always did like Harry more than a friend should. But then you got into a relationship and you knew your feelings never went away they were just repressed.

But right now it’s like they all came back again in full force, they weren’t hiding anymore.

“Why didn’t you text me back last night. Were my jokes so bad you threw your phone out the window?” He chuckled.

You suddenly frowned remembering last night with Lucas coming home drunk. And everything after that. You didn’t want to think about what happened, because whatever you thought would help didn’t. You woke up feeling shitter then before and Lucas was still being the same, he didn’t change. You were stupid to think that him having sex with you would change that.

“Hey hey.” Harry lifted up your chin to see your sad expression and glossy eyes. “If my jokes were that bad you could just tell me. I promise I won’t be offended, Love.”

You blink away the water in your eyes. “What? No that’s now why. I just fell asleep. I’m sorry and you know I love your cheesy jokes.”

“Ok just making sure.” He pulled away from you and picked up another book.

“Ohh I heard this book was pretty good.” He held up the book “Before I Fall”.

“Me too, they made a movie too and I’ve been dying to see it. It’s kind of mysterious and creepy too.” You explain.

“Yeah but I don’t think it’s in theaters anymore.”

“Aww that’s too bad…” you remember seeing the trailer and maybe wanting to see it but you didn’t have anyone to see it with. Lucas hated doing things like that.

“Maybe you can come over tonight. It’s on my Apple TV and we can watch it together.” Harry offers.

You look up from cataloging to see that Harry was waiting for your answer. You knew your answer already. But your mind suddenly went to your boyfriend. It didn’t matter what he thinks you told yourself. You are just hanging out with a friend and will be done before 11 if he is even home that early.

“I mean if you have other plans I totally understand-.”

“No, I don’t I would love to come.” You say and he smiles.

“Ok I’ll wait for you after your shift is over.”

“I’ll be waiting.” You say as he walks away to finish the rest of the work he had to do.

Now all you were thinking was that you hoped four hours will go by quickly.

———-

“Do you want coke or Pepsi?” Harry yelled from his kitchen.

“Coke definitely!”

A few moments later Harry comes back with two cokes in one hand and a big bowl of popcorn in another.

He handed you a coke and said,“ your a coke girl, my favorite kind” he said jokingly and you giggled.

He also brought a big blanket down from upstairs. When it was time to sit and watch the movie Harry sat down right next to you barely leaving any room between you too. He layed out the blanket over your bodies and put the popcorn between you two.

It was now about seven o'clock and the sun was setting soon. But Harry’s apartment was so cozy and homey. You loved coming over here.

Harry pressed play and the movie started. As the movie was rolling Harry kept asking questions and making commentary that made you laugh.

“Why would she do that-”

“Harry be quiet this is the good part.” You placed your hand over his mouth and he licked your hand making you pull away and wipe your hand on your shirt.

“Your such a child!”

But then Harry hushed you to be quiet because the climax of the movie was happening.

When the movie ended you guys decided to watch The Notebook. It was Harry’s idea actually but you loved the movie too.

As the movie progressed. Your eyes began to get droopy but you tried fighting it. But you barely got any sleep last night.

So when you placed your head on Harry’s shoulder you fell into a deep sleep.

——-

The sound of a phone ringing woke you up. Your eyes were still closed as you grabbed your phone from your pocket and answered.

“Hello?” You said with you groggy voice.

“Y/N, where the fuck are you?!” Lucas’ voice boomed from the line.

Your eyes flew open. You were confused where you were for a second. But you took in your state as your laying in Harry’s lap as he’s fast asleep next to you practically holding you. You looked at your phone to see the time, and when it read 1am you nearly had a heart attack.

Holy Fuck.

“I’m so-rry. I’m at a friends and we were watching a movie and I accidentally fell asleep. I lost track of time.”

“Where are you? Send me the address I’m picking you up.” He demanded.

“No, it’s ok. I’m leaving right now. I swear you don’t need to come.” You tried no calm yourself from panicking.

“I swear to fucking god Y/N, if your not hear in a fucking 30 minutes I will-”

“I’ll be there, I promise I’m leaving right now. I’m sorry. I love you bye.” Lucas hangs up on you without saying anything.

“Is everything alright?” Harry yawns beside you. Making you realize that you were still very close to him. “Who was that? You got up quickly and started gathering your stuff.

“I have to go. I should of been home awhile ago. Lucas is worried” You frantically look for your other shoe as Harry watched you.

Harry knew who Lucas was, he met him a few times when they started dating. But he always gave him a weird vibe.

“Oh crap it is 1am. We slept for awhile did we?”

“Yeah.”

“That was the best nap I’ve ever taken. Your very warm and cozy Y/N like a pillow.” Harry said randomly.

Your stomach did a weird flip after Harry said that. You looked over at him with his hair a little messy from sleeping, and looked adorable.

You wanted to go back to the couch and let him hold you again.

“Let me at least drive you home.” Harry offered getting up from the coach.

“Of no you’ve done so much already. It’s fine I can walk.” You said too quickly.

“Absolutely not Y/N it’s 1am. What kind of friend would I be if I let my pretty friend walk home at night.”

Pretty….

“No way, at least let me call you an uber?”

“Ok.”

The uber arrived 7 minutes later. As soon as you saw there headlights you went to the door.

“Hey I don’t even get a goodbye hug?” Harry pouted.

You smiled and turned back around and Harry wrapped his hands around your waist pulling you closer to him.

“Text me when your home safe.” Harry whispers in your ear and you just nod. You didn’t want to leave but when Harry pulled away you knew you had to go.

But all you wanted was to back in Harry’s arms.

-

Part 2: https://imaginexxharry.tumblr.com/post/160663934994/hurt-part-2 Part 3: https://imaginexxharry.tumblr.com/post/160710668819/hurt-part-3
Black and White - Chapter 2

Characters: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: Bad Boy AU // University AU // Fluff

Word Count: 3227 words

Plot: Baekhyun is the typical heartthrob that always gets what he wants.. until you came along.

Black and White: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3Chapter 4Chapter 5, Chapter 6

“Okay, i’ll just say this here. You’re really cute. How about we take this upstairs?” Baekhyun queried.

You felt your heart drop slightly.

This. This was exactly what you wanted to avoid. What you didn’t want to happen.

You were flattered by his words, of course. But you knew they were merely nothing but empty words. Ones that held no meaning whatsoever.

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Long Distance (Chapter Two)

Welcome back!

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MASTERLIST

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Tony’s phone buzzed and he opened the message without checking to see who it was from. Odds were it was from Steve, since they had texted almost every day for close to a month now, and Tony was already smiling, already anxious to read what his favorite blonde had sent.

From Steve–save me from staff meetings that go on for hours

To Steve– pay attention. They probably last for hours because people like you don’t listen and break the rules.

From Steve–I’m an artist, Tony, we don’t have rules
         –How you doing today? Still feeling okay? Things are alright?

To Steve– Things are fine, Steve. One bad day every once in awhile is not the end of the world.

From Steve– Tony last night you told me you seriously considered trying to parachute off your balcony. And you werent even having a bad day. If that’s you on a normal day, how destructive do you get on the bad ones??

To Steve– I was kind of joking about the parachute thing.

From Steve– Tony. You don’t joke about jumping off your balcony, parachute or not. That’s entirely reckless.

To Steve– sure thing, mother hen. I promise I’m fine. I’d be better if you’d send me a picture of those baby blues though. Keep my mind off of attempting parachuting from unsafe things.

From Steve– I don’t know Tony. I don’t want to have to listen to you complain that I got you kicked out of a meeting because of a picture.

To Steve– are your baby blues going to be that distracting

From Steve– oh did you just want a picture of my eyes? Then no that shouldn’t be distracting at all.

To Steve– wait! I can ask for more than just your eyes? Wait just a second!

From Steve– oooh too slow, Tony. I only had a thirty second break to send something shirtless. Window closed.

To Steve– killing me art professor. Leave your staff meeting and hide out in the bathroom and send me a naughty selfie. It will be like highschool all over again.

From Steve– oh? Your highschool art teachers sent you naughty selfies? Tony you should report that, I don’t think that’s appropriate.

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mirrored idiot ❖ baekhyun

anon requested: Hiiiii can I request a fluffy smutty angsty baekhyun CEO fanfic hehehe tq 


word count : 2201  words

admin : - velvet

style : smut, dry humping, angsty, fluff

(gif not mine. cr to the owner)


He scoffs right in the moment he comes into your shared house. You have to tighten the grip on your purse not to turn around and slap him in the face.

You take off your heels, trying not to fall on the floor, since your balance is never been the best, but now that you’re angry, it’s even worst.

Y/N❞ he calls you, and it makes you shiver the fact that he called by your name. Usually he addresses you with ridiculous nicknames such as ‘baby’, ‘sweetheart’ or ‘kitten’, but now he said: Y/N.

You have to bite your tongue, his voice is calm as usual, but this time a drip of anger stains it. But really, the only angry one here should be you.

What, Baekhyun?❞ you answer back, forcing your voice on his name. You didn’t turn around to see his face, it would only worsen the situation in your mind.

Are you really being like this? I thought we already talked about that❞ he sighs making his way past you and into the living room. You watch his feet, trying to find a good excuse to scold him for something, but he took his shoes off, probably without making any sound to you to hear.

You swallow the lump in your throat, you are not goin cry. When the both of you were in the car, while he was driving back home, you had to bite your tongue, trying not to think all the bad things that happened in just a day, trying not to cry.

No, listen❞ you finally speak, stomping away from where you left your shoes and following Baekhyun into the living room.

He was already sitting down in the nude couch, his legs stretched out so that his feet were resting on the little glass table and in his hand his usual glass of Whiskey - as if he didn’t already drink too much -.

You point your index towards him, trying to gain his attention. ❝I don’t fucking care with who do you flirt, why do you flirt with them and where, but you need to understand that you have to show me some respect❞. The words still come out less harsh than what you wanted them to be. You want to show him that you are strong, even if you are a woman and he needs to be respectful, but you always manage to sound hopeless and desperate.

And maybe it’s simply because you are.

Byun Baekhyun is the CEO of an important Korean company who is slowly raising in the States, but way too slowly, so he constantly needs to go to dinners with the American business men that lived in South Korea, so that he could make things work faster. And - by experience - he knew that serving good treatments to the wives of these men was the better way to go always faster.

Little did he know that, not even three months into this “sex for work” thing, and he would have found you. Now it’s been almost a year that you and Baekhyun are together in a sentimental relationship, and even if he is way too jealous and protective, you just have to watch - at every fucking dinner - him flirting with the women. You know that he stopped going with them in the right moment you started to be part of his daily life, but it always feels kind of sick. And wrong, of course.

But, the real problem it’s not your CEO boyfriend flirting with older women, but him humiliating you in front of them.

Babe,❞ he starts sipping the last drop of Whiskey in his glass.

No, babe nothing. I’m fucking tired of this❞ you open your arms, showing him your living room, but meaning your all life. You aren’t tired of loving him, but you are tired of him being a dickhead every dinner. Every time there are people - or better, women - around you two, he starts saying shits about you. And you are tired.

Baekhyun’s eyes quickly shot in your direction. For a second he thought you meant you are tired of him.

He watches your face, you pretty dolled up face. You hair is still combed in the right place, just a little bit messed up on the back, your eyes are a little pink and it’s obvious that you would like to just go to bed and sleep. Your lips are parted, arms still it the air.

Is it because of what I said?

I don’t know tell me❞ you scoff now crossing your arms over your chest. The dress you decided to wear it’s becoming too tight and it’s scratching your skin.

I was joking, you know❞ he murmurs rolling his eyes, clearly annoyed.

He’s such an idiot. A picky, annoying idiot.

It’s not joking when you tell to fifty years old women my problems

Your problems?❞ he scoffs ❝Christ, I just said that you miss your parents❞ he tries to wave you away.

Liar. A picky, annoying and lying idiot.

I miss my parents and “she always asks to go see them. I wish she just goes to them and doesn’t come back”❞ you say exaggerating your voice, trying to resemble his, because you just said his own words.

Sweetheart❞ he calls you sighing deeply and throwing his head on the back of the couch.

You don’t even wait for him to say anything, you swallow your anger and just close your eyes to regain your composure. He always did it, he started calling you names, he started praising you, telling how good you looked and how good you would have looked bent over his desk and it always ended with you two fucking to relieve the stress and the sadness. Not tonight tho.

You know what?❞ you start breathing deeply and putting on a fake smile ❝I am going to sleep

At your words something snaps in him and he quickly looks at you, taking in the way you’re just walking away, up the stairs and probably to your shared bedroom.

He knows he’s a bastard and he knows what he does it’s just mean, but he can’t stop himself. He just needs to make fun of someone, and since he can’t make fun of the business man, he just does it with you. But he loves you, or else he wouldn’t still be with you, waking up every morning with you, buying things to you, giving you every piece of him, kissing you every time he can.

He puts his empty glass down on the table and stands up from the couch, stretching his sore muscles. He worked all day and that dinner was useless, he just ended up arguing with the love of his life.

Baekhyun runs up the stairs, coming into your shared bedroom, finding you standing in front of the mirror, trying to tie up your hair without dropping the toothbrush in your mouth.

It isn’t the best position, the long stick of the toothbrush makes it almost impossible to you to put your head down. Baekhyun watches you for some seconds leaning on the door side, but then comes in your help.

Let me do it for you❞ he whispers taking your hair and your rubber band in his hands. You look at him through the mirror.

His face is colored with a frown, he’s looking super focused on tying your hair comfortably for you to sleep. He always had a thing for you hair. When you first met it was very long and when you decide to cut it, even if a little, he always gets pissed.

You know that I love you, right, sweetheart?❞ he asks caressing your hair and sliding his sinuous fingers through it.

You nod, taking away your toothbrush and lowering your head. Even if you’re mad at him, he always manages to have you right back at his feet.

Baby❞ he whispers again, this time dropping his hands to your sides, caressing your now naked arms.

You don’t have the time or the ability to answer him, because you find his gaze through the mirror and it’s just as powerful as ever. It ices you to the floor, your legs now feel like jelly, but you don’t find the courage to take your eyes aways from his.

Baby, don’t be mad at me, okay?❞ he asks again, now pouting a little, but you know that now he’s not sorry, not even a little. He just wants you in your bed, now and naked.

And he shows you his will in the right moment when he takes his left hand away from your arm and puts it right under your white t-shirt, the one that it’s actually his, but you wear it while sleeping.

His soft hand finds right away the skin of your tummy, making you breathe in harshly. You know that anything it’s barely happened, but you’re too receptive to anything he does on you. It’s like being touched by an electric shock. But it’s just Baekhyun’s lustful fingers.

You see him smirk through the mirror, he’s watching every face you make, every breath you take and every moan you suppress.

He doesn’t want to play, so he just dips his hand into your pajama pants, staying over your clothed clit.

He rubs it a couple of time, barely touching it, just to make you feel how good he knows your body.

Why are you being so quiet, love?❞ he questions lowering his face and dipping his tongue at the base of your neck, where it meets your shoulder. He starts sucking without leaving his gaze from the mirror, watching as you throw your head over his left shoulder, giving him more space to work on.

Both you and Baekhyun are fans of marking each other and a new hickey is always welcomed, so you’re not surprised to see him work with such determination. The hand in you pants starts moving again. His middle finger is touching your clit, pressing down hard from time to time. Your eyes are shut, you’re just concentrating on your pleasure.

His soft fingers making you see stars.

Your ass is touching his crotch, but you don’t feel his hard on until he starts gently thrusting into you. There are clothes between the two of you, but the way his manhood pounds over your butt makes you just more aroused.

You look so pretty, doll❞ he smiles watching your expression in the mirror and leaving your neck. He positions you better over his covered member, taking you closer to him so that your back is attached at his broad chest. While his hand stays still for a second in your pants, the other one grabs your right hip harshly. His fingers start touching you again, now rubbing over your clit from under your underwear, making him feel how wet you were for him. He starts then slamming his hips on yours, his manhood slapping furiously over your clothed ass.

Lost in his bliss, he dips one finger into your core, hissing when you involuntarily roll your hips over his member.

Like that, princess❞ he whispers, a smile on his face when he can’t manage to keep his eyes open anymore.

His fingers keeps on slamming into you, now a little slower, since he’s trying to reach his own climax by rubbing his hips over your ass.

You won’t let him come, he did bad tonight, so you won’t. But you need to come. You know that you’re near, so you bring one hand down to your panties, starting to caress your hard clit. You watch through the mirror while you wet two of your fingers, putting them into your mouth and taking the free hand - new wet - to your right breast. Rubbing the fingers over your covered nipple. You’re happy that Baekhyun is too lost to see you, otherwise he would have been coming just by seeing you in this state.

The friction in all three of your most sensible points, soon takes you to your end. Your orgasm washes over you, feeling even better thanks to Baekhyun behind you and the way he grinds over you.

When you come down from you high, you quickly glance over to Baekhyun, seeing how his face is becoming more and more sweaty.

He is near.

With a very quick trick you jump away from him, your panties damp with your own cum. You turn around with a satisfied smile. Baekhyun has just opened his eyes, watching you way too confused. His lips parted, trying to stabilize his breath.

I love you too, Baek. But try and be more respectful next time and maybe I’ll let you come❞ you giggle giving him a quick peck on his parted lips. His lips still taste like alcohol. You never told him to or not to come, but now it’s the best thing to do to make him understand that he did a bad thing. And maybe you should take away his video games too, you think to yourself.

Um… and maybe no video games till Monday, alright babe?❞ you smile leaving him with a wink.

You walk to the bed and see his expression through the mirror. He’s shocked.

Idiot.


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DA:I companions (and advisors, if you feel like it) react to an Inquisitor with a young child from a previous relationship? (The other parent is not relevant to the Inquisitor anymore) Romance please, if you can, thank you!

Sorry for the lack of updates on my end. Life has been hectic the past 2 weeks. Ranging from job interviews and getting community service hours to graduate. (I already have the 80 i just want to get the cord but I need like 300+ hours.) Anyways sorry for the delay

-Mod Othe

Cassandra- She could tell that the Herald was stressed, not just from everything that’s happened but from something else. It isn’t until the scouts find a young child that she finds out why. Seeing them fuss and hold the small child in their arms makes her realize how little she knows about them. She makes a comment of how their child is cute. She helps with what she can. watching the child when the Herald is called away. If Romanced: She wonders if there is another woman. Or if she’s the other woman. She asks her lover but when he tells her that the child’s mother isn’t in the picture she relaxes. She never thought she wanted children but things change.

Varric- He finds it charming that they have a kid. It makes them seem more real. More than just a figurehead. When the Inquisitor is called to a meeting or any other situation he offers to watch their child. He’s often seen reading to the child in the main hall. He uses his contacts in the Merchants Guild to make sure that the child is well provided for when the Inquisitor isn’t around. When the Inquisitor tries to pay him back he declines.  “Just give the kid a good life. Don’t worry about a thing.” He enjoys watching the Inquisitor with their child. Seeing the way the Inquisitor holds them after being apart from them, telling them little stories, laughing with them, playing with them. Its humbling. Another little fact to add in his book, to show people that the Inquisitor is human, normal.

Solas- When he sees the Herald. crying over their found child, he feels his blood run dry. He knows that the child won’t have a normal life. Not with what the future holds. It also makes him think of all the others caught in the blast and it weighs heavily on his conscience making him doubt for just a minute. But its quickly pushed aside, he needs to focus on his people. He tends to avoid the child however, seeing them brings back the doubt and guilt. If Romanced: When she shows him her child he has questions. Surely the father would want his child and lover back? But when he is told that the father isn’t in the picture he is still hesitant for a different reason. But he allow himself to relax. He knows he shouldn’t but he lets himself get comfortable. 

Iron Bull- He’s actually really great with kids, basically a gentle giant (literally.) He’s like a really big uncle. He keeps the child safe when the Inquisitor isn’t there and enjoys giving them piggy back rides. He also jokes that one day the child will get as tall as him. If they are old enough to understand they are in awe at it. And if they are a qunari child he actually means it. If Romanced: He wonders if they have a partner and if hes just a lay for fun. Yet, when he’s assured that the other isn’t in the picture he enjoys having a child with the Herald and relishes in seeing them together. His little family.

Dorian- He finds the child cute and will often be seen with the child in his lap reading a book to them. Often the child will fall asleep in his lap. He hopes that the Herald will give them a good life, a better one than his own gave him. But he knows the Herald and he knows the child is in safe hands. After his companion quest he makes a comment to the Inquisitor, “Your child is lucky to have a parent like you.” He knows the child will grow up happy and loved. If Romanced: What the hell, is the first thought at seeing the child. He panics and wonders if hes just a lay for fun. But when he asks and his lover assures him that his former girlfriend/ wife isn’t in the picture he relaxes and can’t help but smile at being a dad. Even though he does joke that hes too ‘young’ to be a dad.

Viv- When she first sees the child she can’t help but smile. She tells the Inquisitor that other nobles who have children will be more relaxed when they to see that the Inquisitor also has a child. She puts her own funds towards the child’s education and even clothing. The child must be seen in the best of light possible. When the Inquisitor makes a comment about repaying her she to declines. “Just give them the best life possible. Show them love and acceptance that can be my payment.” While she does see the child as something to be used to help strength ties she also enjoys being in the child’s presence their laugh and smile is simply precious.

Sera- At first she avoids the child not really sure how to react to them. Then one day the child is around to witness on of her pranks and when she hears them laugh and see them smile she realizes that she can teach them to prank. This is much to the Inquisitors dismay. She does keep a watchful eye on the kid more so when she’s doing some elaborate prank. She enjoys being with the child more after that. If Romanced: She is definitely confused and wonders if there is someone else. But when her Honey Tongue tells her that the father isn’t in the picture anymore she relaxes. She loves being with her new little family and she loves spending time with the child.

Blackwall- He likes making toys for the child and when the Inquisitor is called off to somewhere he takes the child to paint wooden blocks together. At the end of it he often has paint in his beard but its worth it. If Romanced: Hes wary. This means that she has a husband or lover somewhere out there. When she tells him that the father hasn’t been in the picture he relaxes. He loves his new family. He love just being with them.

Cole- “Small hands, small little feet, back in my arms. Happy and loved. This is how it should be. You in my arms, hearing your little laugh and seeing your little smile. Life is complete again.” He is the best one to take care of the child. He can sense what they need and when they want to be with their parent. He also know when they are getting overwhelmed by the thing going on around them.

Leliana- She is different around the child. Softer, gentle. She can sometimes be seen holding the child and sometimes be heard singing to the child. The soft singing will calm the child and often bring the child to sleep. If anyone tries to harm the child she shows no mercy bringing that person to a swift end. No harm will come to the child not while she breaths. 

Josephine- She loves the Inquisitors child and will sometimes encourage them to bring them to meetings with nobles that also have children. It shows people that the Inquisitor is more than just the Inquisitor. It shows they are a parent and someone who was loved or is loved. If Romanced: She is a bit concerned, thinking that she’s stepped on a already formed relationship. When shes told the the other isn’t in the picture she relaxes. She can’t help but feel a little pride at having a small family.

Cullen- He makes sure that the child is well protected at all times. He hates to think that there are people that would harm the child just for being the Herald’s child. He does like seeing the Inquisitor with their child, knowing that the child will be loved and cared for. If Romanced: Like any sane man he immediately wonders if his lover has a husband or boyfriend. When hes told that he isn’t in the picture he spends more time with the child. He’s often seen reading reports with the child in his lap and sometimes seen rocking them to sleep.