a really nice neck

i thought that haikyuu characters had the longest necks ever, but now that i’m watching ballroom e youkoso i’m reconsidering lmao

Lovely Lovely Man

Originally posted by luuuuuke-evans

Prompt: 59
“I’m a little embarrassed to admit how much power you actually hold over me.”

“I’m never helping you home ever again.” You huffed as you dragged the drunken mass of a man named Gaston through the empty town square late in the evening.

“You said that the last time.” Gaston slurred as he leaned more heavily into your side, making your job of escorting him home all the more difficult.

You grunted as the sudden increase in weight caused your balance to topple a little. Luckily you managed to catch your footing before the both of you crashed on the unforgiving cobblestone.

“Look, I’m gonna need you to ease up here,” You said as you tried to push him off you so you weren’t carrying all of his weight. “You’re three times my size and I’m going to need a little cooperation.”

Still in a daze, Gaston leaned his head down so your foreheads touched before he burried his face into your neck. “You’re hair smells really nice.” His voice was muffled and hard to understand with his slur but you got the point.

You sighed heavily as you stopped your movements and looked down at him. Had it not been for the fact you had been dragging him by the arm for the past twenty minutes and still had a good way to go, you would have found his behavior endearing or even amusing.

But now it was just annoying, you repositioned your arm around him and pulling him away from you with the best of your ability. “Come on, It’s high time we got you home.”

The two of you trudged along, Gaston had since stopped talking but you could faintly hear him humming the song he was singing in the tavern with the other townspeople but at least he was somewhat walking on his own.

You rounded the corner and walked up to the steps that lead to his front door before you stopped and had him lean against the railing. “Where is your key?”

Gaston ran his hands down the red leather of his coat and patted at the two outside pockets before he shrugged. “Dunno.”

You sighed and pulled at the one lapel of his coat and dug into the pocket that was sewn into the inside.

Gaston let out a rather high pitched giggle and wrapped his hands around your waist to hold you closer. “At least wait till we’re inside, darling.”

You quickly fished the key from his pocket and wacked at his hand before you removed yourself from his grasp.

“You’re lucky you’re drunk,” You mumbled as you sat him down on the last step. “Stay here until I get the door.” You said as you pointed your index finger a few inches from his nose.

Gaston nodded lazily and moved his head foward to bop his own nose against your finger before he slumped against the railing.

“Next time I see Lefou, I’ll strangle him.” You muttered as you ascended up the steps and unlocked the door, opening it the entire way to avoid as little malfunctions as you could manage.

Taking the time to light a few candles so you had some source of light before attempting to drag him through the maze of furniture in his living room.

Gaston was still slumped where you left him whenever you made your way outside again. “Up we go,” You heaved as you dragged his body yo from the ground. “Let’s get you inside.”

He was much more quiet as the two of you crossed the threshold. You were fairly certain Gaston was falling asleep where he stood because all of a sudden the weight became too much and you had to drop him on the couch so you could recollect your strength.

“What am I going to do with you?” You said with exasperation as you looked down at, hearing him start to giggle again and this time drawing a laugh from yourself. “Hey, I’m trying my best.”

Gaston continued to chuckle as he stood up on his own, pinching your cheek lightly as he passed you. “I know, dear.”

You walked ahead and pulled open his door, making sure he didn’t harm himself on the way to his bed. Gaston fumbled with getting his getting his coat off, and had an even harder time undoing the buttons of his waistcoat until eventually asking for your assistantance.

His eyes followed your movements as you undid the little brass buttons and helped him remove the fabric from his shoulder so he could rest in comfort. You even went the step further and helped him climb into the covers and making sure he was warm.

You sat down on the edge and sighed as you patted his chest. “See? We finally made it,” You told him with a smile. “Here sit up.” You advised as your started untying the ribbon from his hair and setting it on the bedside table.

“Comfy?” You asked him as he shook out his hair and finally let his head fall back into the pillow with a sigh of content.

You brushed back a rogue strand of dark hair from his eyes, and seizing the opportunity, Gaston grabbed your hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it.

“You know, it’s a little embarrassing to admit how much power you hold over me.” He mumbled against your hand as his eyes fell shut.

The small tingle his breathing left against your skin made you laugh a little. “Oh you’re not going to remember a word of this tomorrow,” You said with a sigh as he started to drift in and out of sleep. “And then you’ll come complaining to me about your hangover.”

“You know me too well.” He said quietly as his hand let go of yours. “I might as well marry you.”

You laughed and shook your head at him. “We can talk about marriage tomorrow when you can tell me what day it is.”

“Do I detect a promise?” Gaston asked, though the end of his sentence and drifted off as he finally fell asleep.

You gave him a lopsided smiled before you leaned over and blew out the candle to let him get some well deserved sleep.

Read the second part here! ~ http://ofnifflersandkings.tumblr.com/post/159091487087/dearly-beloved


aries: HOT ASFFFFFFF, makes a p powerful entrance + generally has a rlly nice face

taurus: an actual goddess, usually has a really attractive neck + gorgeous curves

gemini: usually slender or longg legs, seems intelligent as fuck !!! + has nice hands ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

cancer: either lanky or thicc, mysterious when u first meet them + nice boobs / chest

leo: GORGEOUS AF HAIR, lets u know that they’re there + something about them rlly stands out

virgo: kinda like those intelligent yet kinda quiet anime guys, may or may not have a resting bitch face + they look fucking perfect

libra: symmetrical faces, come off as a bit of a hippie + RADIATE BEAUTY

scorpio: something about them is rlly sexy, mysterious as fuck + they normally have dark features

sagittarius: nice butt, L O U D + they come off as super duper positive

capricorn: resting dead face, may come off as an asshole + there’s something about them that’s so sexy ??? but you can’t put your finger on it ???

aquarius: something about them usually looks unique, has a lot of cute lil freckles + has nice legs

pisces: so frkin ethereal, they just look otherworldly + they normally have nice curves

City Lights  (Peter Parker x young!reader)

Good morning my loves and Happy Saturday! I hope today brings fun memories and good laughs and of course, good fanfiction. I have so many requests at the moment and until I get them all done, I’m going to close requests. If you send one in, I won’t answer till I get the rest of these finished. It’s not that I don’t want to do it (I love getting your guys’ requests actually, they make my days interesting), I just don’t want to make you wait forever. I’ll make a post about when I open for requests again! Check out my other imagines and my just finished series featuring Bucky, “Battered and Bruised”! I love you all so much, and have a wonderful day. xoxo

Request:  Young!avenger x Peter Parker?

Description: Peter takes you on a tour of New York as a date and shows you all his favorite places. At the end of the night, he shows you the best view of the city in the most unconventional way. 

Warnings: None. Just fluff. 


“What do you mean by you’ve never been to New York?” Peter was gaping at you. “You mean to tell me that you’ve been living here, but you haven’t actually visited the city?” He was waving his arms around as he talked. 

You laughed at his reaction and gave him an awkward smile. It was true, you had been living in Stark Tower for the past seven months, but never got around to actually going to the city. 

“Well, I don’t get much time off, you know, saving humanity from aliens and crazy people.” You were trying to make up a viable excuse for why. Peter just kept staring at you his mouth hanging wide open. “What?” You started shifting your eyes around the room, having no idea what to do. 

“Babe, I know what we’re going to do today.” Peter gave you a goofy grin and ran down the hall, leaving you standing alone in the living room. 

“Oh lord, what’s he going to do?” You groaned to yourself. You shook your head, but smiled. He was such a dork. A dork that you had lots of feelings for. You loved him, but you had never said it to him, fearing that he wouldn’t feel the same. 

Seven months ago, Tony had asked you to move from the Avenger Tower in D.C. to Stark Tower to go undercover. Your job was to go to Peter’s high school and keep an eye on him for Tony. He was worried that Peter would start getting into trouble, and your job was to keep him out of it. Before you knew it, you were falling hard for him. Tony feared that you would, but allowed you to do so because you were like his daughter, and he loved you like one. All he wanted was to see you happy. So, just two months into your mission, and after spending a lot time together, along with a couple dates, you two became official. And once you started dating him, you realized you had to tell him what your original intentions were. 

When you told him, he wasn’t upset. He just kissed you and whispered to you, “My girlfriend is a freaking Avenger.” 

An hour later, he cam running in. “F/N! Come on, you’re coming with me.” You were laying on the couch, closing your eyes when he started pulling you off of it. 

“Where are we going?” You were giggling and stumbling to follow him. “Peter, I’m serious.” (No, you weren’t.) “Where the heck are you taking me?” You had this marveled look on you face, amazed that he could get you off the couch without becoming overly grumpy. 

“You’ll see. Come on.” He looked so adorable as he pulled you along down the stairs and out the door. Once you stepped outside, the quiet of the tower completely disappeared. You were left with the sound of cars, and honking, and people’s pointless conversations. He turned around to face you. 

“Ta da! I’m taking you to see the city.” He began to fumble with him hands and look towards the ground. “Since you haven’t been before, and since we haven’t been able to go on a date in a while, I decided that I could show you around.” He looked up at you with those innocent eyes that always made your heart skip a beat. 

“Aw, that’s so sweet, Peter.” You face turned a slightly shade of pink darker. You thought he was so cute when he got all nervous. A smile came upon your lips and you hooked your arm in his. “So, where to first?” 

He looked up at you with hopeful eyes and smiled. He looked like a little kid on Christmas morning.  You loved making him happy, he made you feel almost like a normal teenager who had an almost normal life. To be frank, you never had a normal life to begin with. You were born with ability to go invisible, and your parents abandoned you at the age of three after they scared you and they suddenly couldn’t see you. They were afraid of you, so they left. You fended for yourself till about two years ago when the Avengers discovered you and your ability, hoping you would join them. You gladly accepted the offer and you realized that you had a family again. They loved you like a younger sibling, but Tony loved you like you were his own daughter. Obviously, being an Avenger and living with them wasn’t normal for anybody, but neither was having spider-like senses.

You two spent the afternoon walking through New York City, checking out all the places Peter loved. He took you to his favorite pizza place for lunch, and then you two took a stroll around Central Park. You stopped at the lake and watched the ducks swim by. 

“This is really nice, Peter. Thank you.” You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him tenderly. 

He put his arms around you and placed a kiss on your forehead. “It’s my pleasure, babe. But, the day isn’t over yet.” He wrapped one of his arms around your waist and you two started walking back towards the street. He took you around street corner after street corner, pointing out places that he wanted to take you in the future, and telling you the fondest memories he had there. After about an hour of walking, he stopped you in front of a brick stoned building. 

“Where are we?” You were looking for a sign. There was none. You squinted your eyes, trying to figure out what was inside, but it was lowly lit. 

“You’ll see.” He was smirking at you as he took your hand and pulled you inside. Once you were through the door and you finally saw what it was, your eyes went wide and your jaw dropped to the floor. Inside the unsuspecting building was bookshelves stacked to the ceiling with books. 

“No. Way.” You were amazed. You dropped his hand and started walking up and down the aisles, mesmerized. You let your fingers graze across the spines, reading every title. They had classics, new books, well loved books, and all your favorite ones too. Peter watched you in adoration. He knew you would like this place. It was the oldest book store in New York, and he knew how much you liked to read. Once you looked through just about every single book in there, you walked up to him with the biggest smile on your face. 

“You’re amazing, did you know that? Oh my god, I could spend hours in here. I have to come back another day to read here.” You were beginning to ramble and Peter just shook his head, one corner of his mouth pulling up into a smirk. 

“F/N, you’ve already spent two hours just looking at all the books. I’m going to have to bring you back here, so you can spend the entire day here.” He pulled you into a hug. “There’s still one more thing I have to show you before I take you back to the tower. Come on.” You looked up at him with eyes that were filled with love. He leaned down and kissed you, filling your stomach with butterflies. He pulled you out of the bookstore and the sky that was once bright and sunny was now beginning to grow blue. Had you really been in there that long?

“F/N, hold on tight.” He wrapped his left arm tightly around you.

“Wait, wh-” You cut yourself off with a slight scream. Suddenly, you were swinging in the air, swooping from building to building. Your arms were gripping him, very, very tightly. Once the initial shock faded away, you were smiling at Peter as he slowly took you higher and higher off the ground. The cold wind was whipping your hair back, giving you this rush of adrenaline. Peter shot a web at a building, swinging you both up in the air. The next one hit a spire of a different building across the street and he swung around it, you secure in his arm, and making a soft landing on top of the building. 

“I give you special view of New York City from the top of the Empire State Building.” He took his free arm and displayed the view to him. 

“Oh my god…” The skyline looked beautiful against the sunset and the lights slowly turning on. “…it’s gorgeous.” You shifted yourself in his arms so that you were facing him, bodies pressed against each other. 

“Just like you.” Peter’s eyes studied every inch of your face, landing on your E/C eyes that he had fallen in love with. You looked towards the ground, trying to conceal your blush. “F/N.” He tilted your chin up, so that your eyes met his. 

“Yes, Peter?” You looked at him with doe eyes, hanging on every single word he had said. 

He paused, a small smile coming to his face. “I love you.” 

You were stunned. He said it. He said it first. He said that he loved you. 

You realized that you were completely silent, seeing that Peter was getting worried. A big smile replaced the shocked look on your face. 

“I love you too.” You let out a little laugh and pulled him down to you. Your lips collided, molding perfectly together. The feeling of his lips against yours made your heart swell. You pulled away and rested your head on his chest, watching the sun set behind the horizon. 

Peter swung you across the city back to the tower. He nonchalantly landed on the grounded in the middle of the sidewalk in front of Stark Tower. 

“I’ll come over tomorrow, okay babe?” He smiled down at you, holding your hand. 

“Okay.” You smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek. 

“I love you. I’ll see you tomorrow.” 

“I love you too, Peter Parker.” You watched him fade into the crowd and then round a corner. Suddenly, he was swinging around a building. You shook your head and chuckled, walking back into the building. 

You were feeling so giddy. You were spinning around down the halls, humming to yourself. 

From his office, Tony heard you and peered out of the doorway, watching you as you walked down the hall, humming with a little skip in your step. Before he got caught, he sat back down at his deck and smiled to himself. You were happy, that’s all that mattered to him. He got back to work, and muttered to himself. 

“Peter Parker, you better take of my girl.”

Hope you liked it! I’m going to try and write a lot today, so that I have a couple oneshots ready to go. Let me know if you want to be added to the permanent taglist! Just message me and I’ll be sure to add you to the next story that I post. Have a wonderful day and I love you all. xoxo


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Part Six // Somebody Else [A Stiles Stilinski Story]

Prompt: Stiles broke her heart and now she can never look at him the same. They remained friends, but she can’t exactly find it in herself to truly forgive Stiles and he doesn’t know how to accept her new relationship with the one person he can’t stand. Overtime, they both eventually got over each other… or have they?

Series (collab with @sarcasticallystilinski​): Prologue Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five - Part Seven Part Eight

Relationship: Stiles Stilinski x Reader/ Stiles Stilinski x OFC

Warnings: Mentions of Sex, Violence, Kissing and Swearing.

Word Count: 2,724

With an angry groan, Stiles slammed his bedroom door shut and kicked the surface without second thought. As he fixed the straps of his backpack on his shoulders, he ran down the staircase with his car keys in hand.

“What the hell was that for?!” Sheriff Stilinski exclaimed from the kitchen, his voice echoing through the house.

“Nothing.” Stiles sighed, ready to just go to school and, somehow, get his mind off of Katalina.

“That definitely wasn’t because of nothing.” Stilinski disagreed, walking into the kitchen with a half eaten sandwich and a coffee in his hands.

Stiles rubbed his face in frustration at his father’s prying. He already dealt with so much, the last thing he needs is to talk about it.

“Dad, I’m really not in the mood for one of your routine interrogations right now.” Stiles sighed and the Sheriff nodded, understanding his son was in one of those moods.

“Alright, Alright.” He lifted his hands in surrender. “How about I tell you something about my day yesterday, instead?”

“Sure.” Stiles let out a breath, scratching the back of his neck.

“Something really nice happened.”

“Did you finally get the courage to ask Melissa McCall out?” The son questioned and Sheriff Stilinski narrowed his eyes at the smirking boy.

“No.” He scoffed and it took everything in Stiles not to chuckle. “When I went to the hospital to see-”

“The woman you’ve been secretly crushing on for a good couple of years now?” Stiles grinned, squinting his eyes.

“Okay, you know what?” The Sheriff sighed, tired of his son’s sarcasm and began to walk back into the kitchen. “Never mind.”

“No, come on.” Stiles chuckled, approaching his father and grabbing his arm to stop him. “I’m just messing with you, but I really do want to know. Tell me, what happened at the hospital?”

“Fine.” Stilinski sighed, turning back around to face the younger boy. “I saw Katalina’s mom after what- four years? Man, has it been that long?”

Stiles heart dropped down in his stomach the second he said her name, the sound alone making guilt take over his entire body and consume him. It took everything in Stiles not to break down in front of his own father, right now.

He hates everything that’s happening between them and all he truly wants is to make things right. But, Stiles knew that things weren’t that simple. Not when Katalina believes he just took advantage of her since he didn’t have the courage to actually tell her the truth.

“Y-Yeah, it has.” Stiles cleared his throat, running his fingers through his silky hair.

“How come?” Sheriff Stilinski asked innocently, not knowing how intense that topic was and Stiles internally winced. “I used to see her all the time when she would come pick up Kat. Which, thinking about now, makes me realize Katalina hasn’t been over in a good while either.”

Sheriff’s head spun as he put everything together, being the incredibly skillful and talented detective he was. Stiles, on the other hand, was getting more nervous by the second.

“Wait, Son-” The older man’s eyes widened with realization. “What happened between you two?”

That question was precisely what caused Stiles’ breaking point as he dropped his head and felt tears beginning to form in his golden-brown eyes. Sheriff Stilinski watched his only son start to cry in front of him, his heart wrenching at the tragic sight.

“I messed up.” Stiles confessed through quiet sobs, desperately trying to wipe away the tears running down his cheeks. “I-I lost her, Dad.”

Stiles couldn’t hold back the pain inside of him anymore. He was tired of putting up an act and letting his heartbreak boil up inside of him as he dealt with it on his own. Stiles didn’t want to show anyone how he truly felt because he didn’t want anyone to know just how vulnerable he was, but after losing the one girl he ever actually loved for the second time made him not care who could possibly see.

But, the thing was out of all the people that could help him through this, his own father was just the perfect person to do so.

Placing a comforting hand on Stiles’ shoulder, the Sheriff pulled the heartbroken boy’s attention off of the floor and back on him.

“You didn’t lose her, Stiles.” He stated with a soft expression, but his voice was so confident Stiles felt inclined to actually believe him. “And I’m sure of it.”

“How do you know that?” Stiles asked, his voice breaking.

“Because her mom told me something that Katalina does ‘till this day.” Sheriff Stilinski smiled kindly, his eyes lighting up as he remembered the two best friends that grew up together and clearly loved each other. “Whenever she’s sad, Kat gets one of your old lacrosse sweatshirts you gave her and holds onto it. Her mother saw her sleeping with it just yesterday.”

It was as if a Stiles was just recently drowning in a pool of pain and dispair when someone, suddenly, opened the drain to let the water out and he could finally breathe again. The feeling of guilt instantly escaped his veins and was replaced with hope.

That glimmer of hope didn’t go unnoticed by the Sheriff as he looked at his son and noticed it spark in his eyes. With a kind and reassuring smile on his face, Stilinski spoke the words Stiles was already thinking in his own head.

“Go get her back, Son.”


School used to actually be pleasurable for Katalina. Not only did she have a perfect GPA score, but she also had immense amount of fun with her absolute best friends. Everything was perfect and amazing until, well… everything happened.

Now school is nothing but a burden to her. Sure she still has really impressive grades, but Katalina has to constantly see the boy that broke her heart and the boy whose heart she broke. Spending time with the pack wasn’t the same either. They constantly looked at her with pity in their eyes and it drove her crazy. The last thing Katalina needs is people to feel sorry for her.

With a sigh escaping her lips, Katalina walked out of the class she was just dismissed from and approached the bathroom to use it before getting books out of her locker for her next class.

What she didn’t know what was happening down in the halls, right where her locker happened to be, as she entered the girls’ restroom.

Stiles, with a new and happy smile on his face, was pushing a letter containing all of the different reasons why he loved her and no one else. Katalina had the key to his heart and he was more than ready to finally tell her. Once the boy with freckles on his skin finished putting the paper through the small hole of her locker door, he held tightly onto the beautiful rose behind his back and mentally prepared himself to confess his love the second she approached her locker.

Theo, on the other hand, just so happened to be walking through the halls right at that moment and his eyes fell onto his nervous enemy standing in front of his girl’s locker. A wave of anger like no other crashed down on him when he noticed the rose in Stiles’ hands and, before he knew it, Theo was rushing towards him.

The happy thoughts inside of Stiles’ head were, suddenly, interrupted when he was forcefully pushed up against the rows of lockers. Whatever air he had in him was immediately ripped away from his lungs the second his back hit the surface, his head banging against the metal as well.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” The attacker shouted in his face and Stiles didn’t even need to reopen his eyes to recognize who the voice belonged to.

“Something I should’ve done four years ago.” Stiles croaked, his voice raspy as he opened his eyes to glare at the familiar werewolf.

“I am so sick of you, Stilinski!” Theo yelled, thinking he could scare him but Stiles didn’t even flinch. “I should just kick your ass right now!”

“No,” Stiles scoffed, rolling his eyes. “What you need to do is let go of me.”

“And why the hell would I do that?” Theo hissed, his body shaking with anger.

“Because if you don’t, then I’m going to kick your ass.” Stiles retorted, a smirk on his lips. “And you and I both know that it wouldn’t be the first time.”

Theo winced as he thought back to when Stiles found out he was the one that told Katalina the truth. He threw a few punches that definitely damaged Theo’s face and huge ego. It wasn’t about beating him for being a snitch, Stiles couldn’t care less that Kat found out. What made Stiles furious was that he was planning to be the one that told her and Theo took that away from him. She didn’t even give him the chance to explain how it all changed, how, sure, it was about Lydia at first but then it was as if every other girl suddenly didn’t matter to him anymore. He only wanted Kat, Stiles only loved Katalina.

“You can’t touch me, Stiles.” Theo stated. “If you do, Katalina would never forgive you and you know that.”

“No, Theo.” Stiles shook his head. “I think you’re confused. Because you know you’re not the person she’s in love with. And if you ever hurt me, you’re the one Kat would never forgive.”

“Don’t call her Kat.” Theo hissed through clenched teeth. “Only I can call her that.”

“And yet I was the one moaning it just the other night.” Stiles said with a harsh voice, tired of Theo’s pathetic little game.

That remark was enough to make the werewolf snap and strike his fist right against Stiles’ jaw. Pain struck through the human as Theo let him go and he fell limp to the floor. The rose that was once in his hands also dropped down on the ground and Stiles could already feel his head begin to throb. Theo was hovering over him when a sick grin spread across his face and he lifted his foot above the rose. Stiles watched in horror as he purposely stepped on the flower, the pedals being crushed beneath his shoe.

“Did you really think you would get away with fucking my girlfriend?!” Theo spat, but fury flooded Stiles’ blood like never before the second the werewolf lifted his foot and revealed what was left of the destroyed rose.

It’s one thing to hurt him, but it’s another thing to hurt any chance he had left with Katalina. Before he knew it, Stiles was pulling Theo’s legs and he was crashing down on the floor beside him.

“I didn’t just fuck her, you big tree!” Stiles shouted as Theo grunted in pain when his head hit the tiles, the halls now crowded with other students watching the fight go down. “I made love to her! Because that’s what two people do when they’re meant to be!”

Both of them somehow managed to stand up again and everyone watched with excitement. It didn’t matter how hurt they both were, their bodies were too drunk on adrenaline to even care.

“Stiles, she left you!” Theo yelled. “When are you going to realize that you can never be with her again?!”

The next thing he knew, Stiles was receiving another punch in the face from Theo. This time, right on his nose. He heard it crack and the amount of pain he suddenly felt was indescribable. Stiles lost his balance from the intense impact, but out of nowhere he felt two small hands grab him and hold him in place.

“And when are you going to realize how pathetic you’re being?!” A familiar voice he so desperately wanted to hear again shouted at the werewolf in front of them.

Everyone looked at the girl that had just appeared to stop the fight. The girl that had unintentionally caused the two boys to even start in the first place. She had left the bathroom a few minutes ago and watched in horror since the moment Stiles made Theo fall. It made her absolutely furious how stupid and immature they could easily be. But, the second she saw Theo hit Stiles it was as if all the pain he felt, she felt too. She couldn’t hold back her concern as she ran towards his aid.

“Both of you!” Katalina yelled and the boys suddenly felt guilty.

“Kat, I’m so sorr-” Her boyfriend, which clearly was now her ex, approached her.

“No, Theo!” Katalina interrupted him, not at all interested in hearing any pathetic excuse. “Get away from me.”


“Now, Theo!” She shouted and he winced at her rough words.

Theo reluctantly left their presence, but not without glaring at Stiles first. The human didn’t even care, to be honest. He was too focused on the girl holding him. His soul was so connected to her that Stiles couldn’t even feel the pain of his broken nose anymore, as if it was completely numbed by the beautiful woman he loved.

“And as for you.” Katalina stated, turning her attention towards Stiles but her breath hitched in her throat at how intense he was staring at her. There were feelings in his eyes she couldn’t quite place, but she knew that she didn’t want him to ever stop looking at her this way. “Y-You should go to the hospital.”

The crowd that had formed began to disperse and walk away when they realized the fight was now over, leaving Stiles and Katalina completely alone once again.

Without breaking their eye contact, Katalina reached into her backpack and pulled out tissues she gathered from the bathroom. Their original purpose were to wipe away the tears that would escape her eyes from time to time, but they now would be used to block the blood running from Stiles’ nose.

She carefully put the tissues up against his broken nose and Stiles didn’t even flinch, his heart beating so fast at the feeling of her touch again. He was longing for it and decided to just take advantage of this moment.

“How long have you been watching?” Stiles asked and Katalina nervously cleared her throat when he did.

“Since you made Theo fall.” She responded with a quiet voice.

“So, then you heard what I said right after?”

Katalina slowly nodded when Stiles referred to the “I made love to her” speech. It certainly didn’t fail to make her heart flutter and beat faster at the words, but it did fail to make her forget everything he’s done. If he thinks that one nice sentence was going to make up for all of the nights she spent crying, all of the times she spent doubting herself and all of the times she spent hating herself for loving someone so detrimental to her, he was definitely wrong.

Stiles saw the longing in her eyes too and he didn’t even think twice before leaning in to place his lips on hers. Katalina was taken by surprise when he kissed her and their lips tingled at the touch. Their bodies missing each other so much more than they could possibly imagine. It was when Stiles’ mouth began to deepen the kiss that Katalina snapped out of her trance.

She pulled away from him and with tears already beginning to water in her eyes, Katalina stared up at him with a hurt expression.

“It doesn’t change anything.” Katalina stated, her body aching at the words and Stiles felt as if he just got shot. The pain his nose felt before was nothing compared to the pain he felt now thanks to that one sentence.

Katalina took her hand from his face and placed the tissues in his. With tears already streaming down her cheeks, she left Stiles without another word.

She didn’t even notice the crumbled rose on the floor that was once meant for her or did she know about the letter in her locker waiting to be read.

All Katalina knew was that she loved Stiles and, just by the look in his eyes, he might love her too.


thanks for helping me decide on a shirt design! i printed it yesterday and it turned out AWESOME. the shirts i picked are really nice, i’m really sick of plain crew neck tshirts so i picked this boxy, flowy semi-crop top that i know will look good on every body! i also finally got these vinyl bat stickers!! so i’m having another weekend sale, 10% off until monday with coupon code “HANDS”. enjoy!!


THERE some high quality shots of iggy’s neck freckles

and also just a really nice shot i took u welcome B^)

**no they’re not dirt!– this is the morning after sleeping in the caravan at the hammerhead! you can sneak a peak for yourself but it’s tricky to get him to stay still -v-’’

anonymous asked:

Could you write a dry humping scenario for the hip pop unit. Your bloggg is the bomb. Your so amazing! Saranghe <3 and thanks


“Have I yet said that I love you?” Seungcheol asked between your sloppy kisses, his hands in the back pockets of your jeans as you lay on top of him on the couch, your legs spread and hands resting on his chest.

“Not today,” you mumbled him an answer, slowly sliding one of your hands to his warm neck and up to his jaw. “But I love you too.”

He smiled into your kiss, his hands grabbing your ass through the fabric of your jeans and pushing you against himself, sighing quietly as your crotch pressed against his. You grinned and ground down against him as well, nibbling at his lower lip when you started feeling him get harder.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Seungcheol asked, his voice low as he ended your kiss and pressed an open-mouthed kiss on your jawbone instead, bucking his hips up to let you feel how you were making him feel. Moaning quietly and feeling the effects on yourself, too, you then chuckled.

“Continuing what you started,” you replied and got up, standing on your knees with Seungcheol’s hips between them. His hands were now on your hips and he looked into your eyes with his own filled with lust. He took his lower lip between his teeth as he waited for you to proceed.

With a smirk slowly taking over your face, you lowered your crotch onto his, pursing your lips at the moan Seungcheol let out, trying to keep quiet yourself. “Yes, baby.”

You started moving your hips back and forth with the pressure increasing the more your clit was rubbed by your clothes as a result of pushing against his clothed, now fully hard cock.

“Come on, let me hear you,” Seungcheol said before grunting as he bucked his hips up while pushing you down on him simultaneously. You finally let out the moans that you had been holding back, the wetness in your panties getting painfully obvious to you. Seungcheol shut his eyes as he focused on the beautiful sounds you were producing and the way you felt against him even through all the denim between you - or exactly because of it all.

From the way his hands tightened on your hips and his breathing got more rugged, you knew he was getting close to his release. Knowing this, you leant back down again, latching your lips onto his neck, nibbling and sucking on the skin while you kept moving your clothed sex against him, now focusing on the upper part of his length.

With a moan and a quiet curse word, Seungcheol came in his pants, his mouth hanging open as he rode through the orgasm with you still moving on top of him at a slow pace.

“Shit, stop,” he gasped, causing you to chuckle a little. You moved to sit upright on his thighs and stroked his arms sensually, looking down at him with a small pout.

“I didn’t come yet,” you said with a whine, and Seungcheol’s face lit up in a matter of milliseconds.


You were too immersed in the video game you were playing to notice Wonwoo’s presence until he crawled to lie on top of your back, his lips brushing the back of your neck and his hands giving him support next to your arms. Losing your focus on the game, you sighed heavily and put the controller away, knowing you had already lost the mission at hand.

“Thanks a lot,” you groaned and shifted underneath him, Wonwoo’s sudden moan making you freeze immediately. Your ears burned as you began feeling him harden against your ass, the thin sweatpants you were both wearing hardly making it any less noticeable.

“Y/N,” Wonwoo said to your ear with a thick, slightly desperate voice, and swallowed hard before slowly moving on top of you, grinding his bulge against you. He held a grunt in and stopped as you remained still. “Can I..?”

You licked your lips and turned your head sideways, resting your cheek on the bed you were lying on. “Let’s turn around.”

Wonwoo complied without a single word, and soon you were straddling him, your hands resting on his chest and his hands placed steadily on your waist. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he took in the way you looked from the angle.

“You must’ve been really needy to get hard this fast, Wonwoo,” you spoke with a calm voice and sat down on his bulge, moving against it with a smirk on your lips while Wonwoo moaned. “You like that?”

All he could reply with was a nod and yet another moan, his cock growing hard at a quick speed with your movements and your words. His hands moved from your waist to your hips and he held them tightly, bucking up into you involuntarily. “Oh, yes.”

You gasped at the feeling of him grinding against you, as you were painfully turned on as well, a small wet spot forming on your thin sweatpants little by little. You picked up your pace, pushing a bit harder down onto him and getting as much friction on your clit as possible, which soon turned your gasps into moans.

“Are you close?” Wonwoo asked, his hips now moving a bit more sharply against yours. You nodded and bit your lip, trying to keep more quiet to fully enjoy each and every sound that Wonwoo was making. “Good, I am too– ah, fuck.”

His movements came to an end suddenly, and upon realizing that he had just come, his facial features contorting in the most beautiful way, you were thrown over the edge as well. You lay down on top of Wonwoo while panting heavily, kissing him before shooting him a glare, although it was a playful one. “You better make up for the game you made me lose.”

Wonwoo’s lips spread into a wide smile that revealed his teeth and made his nose crinkle a little. “Of course.”


Mingyu held you close to his chest and showered the back of your head and neck with kisses, a happy smile on his face as you giggled.

“Focus on the movie,” you said with a playful tone and moved to sit closer to his crotch, which made him tense up, the smile disappearing in an instant. You swayed from side to side, your lower back rubbing against him.

How was he supposed to focus on the movie when your every movement would brush against his length, especially when he knew that the only thing you were wearing other than the bra and his shirt, were your panties?

“Uh, Y/N,” Mingyu said quietly as he felt himself growing hard, and cursed in his mind. There went the cute and romantic movie night. You stiffened against him when the erection became obvious, poking against you in the way it often did in the morning and occasionally in the afternoon after a good nap. There was no doubt.

With a smirk, you swayed some more before turning around and straddling Mingyu on the bed, his back resting against the wall. You placed your hands on his shoulders and leaned down to place a kiss on his ear. “Now, I have an idea.”

“I’m all ears,” Mingyu replied, his breath hitching in his throat when you pushed your sex against his bulge.

“Do me like you would if there were no clothes on,” you whispered to his ear, dragging his earlobe between your teeth afterwards. Mingyu groaned at your words and placed his hands on your ass, as he loved to do, and bucked his hips up while pulling you close to him.

Hugging his head close to your chest and tugging his hair a little, you let out a high-pitched moan. “Yeah, just like that.”

Mingyu grunted and continued thrusting up while pushing you down, his clothed cock rubbing nicely against your heat that was only covered by your panties that were getting wetter with each movement.

“Mingyu,” you muttered, angling your hips so that his length was rubbing your clit, which nearly made you mewl. He kept your hips that way and thrust up faster, now desperate for his release, especially with you such a mess on his lap.

“Let it go, baby,” Mingyu choked before grunting as he came, his head falling back against the wall and his hands squeezing your ass while his hips kept bucking up against you.

“You didn’t give me enough time,” you groaned and continued moving against him. Only, he was quick to move one of his hands from your ass to your front, easily pushing your panties aside and slipping his fingers between your wet folds.


Woken up by the stiffness rubbing against your lower back, you opened your eyes slowly, becoming more and more aware of what was going on the more obvious it became that the rubbing was intentional. Vernon’s hand was on your hip, trying not to squeeze too tightly, as he grinded against your lower back with quiet sighs leaving his lips.

“Vernon?” you asked, trying to disguise your own arousal underneath a confused tone. He halted his movements, and you turned around with a silent groan, meeting his widened eyes. You raised your eyebrow. “Did you seriously expect me to sleep through that?”

“Not really..?” he asked, flashing you a grin afterwards and pulling you a closer by your hips, your panty-covered heat meeting his bulge, hidden underneath his boxers. “You being awake makes it a lot more fun.”

You bit your lip and locked your eyes with his as he turned you to lie on your back and got on top of you, pushing his hips against yours and groaning at the friction. You moaned quietly and bucked your hips against his, deliberately ignoring the way you could feel your panties getting wetter by the minute.

“I had a really nice dream,” Vernon mumbled while kissing your neck, his bulge pressing into your pussy as he moved his hips up and down in controlled movements, rolling them every now and then. “You were wearing that one lingerie of yours with your hands ti–”

“Vernon,” you said forcefully, teeth clenched as you pulled him into a kiss, frustrated with the way his words were affecting you - your panties were soaked, and the close proximity of his length hardly made it any better. Chuckling lowly, Vernon continued pushing against you, his breathing growing heavier and more erratic as he got closer to his peak.

Teasing his tongue with yours, you pushed against him as well, desperate to reach your own climax and knowing how close he was to his. As he finally gasped and the wet spot on his boxers got bigger, you continued moving your lower region against his clothed member, coming with a pleased moan into your own panties a moment later.

Vernon moved back to lie down by your side, his arm resting on your stomach as he caught his breath. Leaning up to kiss your jaw, he then spoke: “Shower?”

“Sounds good.”

- Kay

I hope you enjoyed!

BTS: how they'd seduce & tease their s/o

Jin:  yo he’d be so obvious when trying to tease you in hopes of going home early, like everyone could tell what his hand is up to when it’s crawling up your thigh. He’d whisper some stuff in your ear but it’d be really funny bc he’d try and make his voice sounds really deep and sexy, so you’d end up laughing at his attempts. He wouldn’t need to say or do much, at this point you’d feel too bad for him and just settle on giving him a peck for at least trying to make you blush.

Suga:  Yoongi is so sly and mischievous since he knows exactly what makes you flustered and turn pink. Tbh he’d only do it if you’d done something to tease him, otherwise he wouldn’t be a fool and try something in public. He’d start with intertwining one hand with yours, and the other would snake its way around your hips, where he would squeeze lightly- he knows just the smallest contact will drive you crazy and have you thinking about it for hours.

J-Hope:  he’ll tease you only when trying to be funny, bc this boy will make himself flustered if he tried anything frisky.  Though sometimes he’d be brave enough when he can’t really help himself…you’ll catch him trying to play footsies when you’re out having dinner with friends or family, and he’d eye you like you were the main course, all while hiding his own blush in the dim lights of the restaurant.

Rap Monster:  ugh he’d be so frustrating and relentless when he wants to see that blush creep up on your cheek and hear a small “I hate you, joon” coming from your lips before continuing with his attempts to tease you. It would mostly be him talking while running his large hand up and down your leg, unnoticed by everyone, and making it seem as if he doesn’t know the effect he has on you. He’d smirk and pull his hand away when he achieved his goal, which was to make you flustered and nearly out of breath.

Jimin:  this would have to happen on accident, when he’s not really thinking about what he’s doing and what it’s doing to you. He loves playing with your hair in general, but he doesn’t really know you’re always on the verge of pinning him down and kissing him breathless bc it feels really nice. His small fingers would work their way down your neck, where he starts to massage slowly and softly at your shoulders, and absentmindedly pressing his lips along where his fingers were, unbeknownst to him that you’re a dying mess on the inside.

V:  he’s got absolutely no problem with making you blush and squirm whenever he wanted, since you’re always doing the same to him. He’s usually planning on getting payback by wearing something that shows off his neck and chest, esp when he’s inviting you over to the dance studio to watch them rehearse. He’d keep on making eye contact as he moves along to the song, licking his lips and making a point of looking at you as he does those killer hip thrusts.

Jungkook:  he’s not always as innocent as he seems, and he knows your ticks and what makes you flustered. Like hobi, he’d be too afraid to do something that might cross the line, so he’d stick to being funny. He’d be bragging about you to the point of embarrassment, and laughs when he sees your cheeks turn beet red. IF he’s feeling daring and knows that no one is watching, he’d take his time while tracing his wet lips along your neck and jaw, keeping his hands to himself to see what you’d do, despite how hard it is (pun intended).

Originally posted by yoonem

The Mistress - Chapter 14

Summary: The OC (reader) has a visit with Negan’s wives that turns into a forceful situation before ending with Negan giving the reader an ultimatum.

Characters: Reader (OC), Negan, Negan’s Wives, Dwight & Daryl

Notes: Just a pre-warning: for part of this, there is a threat of forcing sexual contact onto someone without them wanting it. It’s not terribly awful, but I know some things can seriously bother people, so I just want to give it a pre-warning.

Warnings: Swearing, Negan still being a dick, Forceful Sexual Situations & Angst

AO3 Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/9366677/chapters/25927998

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Everyone's Exhausted

Ok this was inspired by @sweetbungaius’s road trip prompt (I saw it while digging through tags owo ((I’M PARANOID CAUSE I AM VERY TIRED RIGHT NOW I’M SORRY IF IT WASN’T YOU))) but instead it’s just Mementos and the title so yeah thanks

“Agh, how long have we been at this?” Ryuji complained, bending backwards.

“A while, we had a lot of missions to complete today,” Makoto responded, stretching her arms as she headed back towards Morgana and the others. “Was that the last one, Joker?”

Akira hesitated in responding, filling out the checklist in his head. He spoke slowly as he went over the list a second time, “Yes, it was.”

“That’s good, we could all use a break,” Haru commented, speeding up to walk next to Makoto.

Futaba was waiting for them halfway back to Mona, who was already in bus form. She waved with a grin on her face. Ryuji waved back weakly before speaking, “You bet. I’m freaking exhaust- whoa!”

Akira stumbled as he was walking. His vision went spotty and the only way he stayed on his feet was Ryuji holding him up. He tried to calm his suddenly rapid heartbeat by squeezing Ryuji’s arm tightly. He managed to get somewhat steady on his feet.

“Thanks,” Akira said after a shaky breath.

“It’s no problem, dude,” Ryuji was looking at Akira worriedly. “You alright?”

“I’ll be fine,” Akira responded immediately.

Ryuji stared at Akira for a moment, hard. Then he shook his head and wrapped an arm around Akira’s waist and shrugged the boy’s arm over his shoulder. “Well, you’re still being helped. You haven’t taken a break once today.” Ryuji looked up and called ahead, “Hey Queen, you up to drive?”

Makoto spun around, going over Akira and Ryuji with a searching gaze. “I believe I can handle that.”

Makoto and Haru slid into the front seats. Akira and Ryuji filed into the very back. Futaba, Ann, and Yusuke were waiting anxiously in the middle seat. Ann was already spun around before they were seated.

“Are you ok, Joker? We saw you…” Ann couldn’t find the words to finish.

“I’m ok,” Akira responded, his voice firm.

“Just tell us if you need a break. You fight every battle, it’s normal for you to get tired,” Futaba added.

Akira nodded as Makoto started driving back to the top of Mementos. He could barely focus on any of the conversations going on, so he stopped trying. He traced the lines on the back of the seats until Ryuji grabbed his attention.

“How you feelin’?” Ryuji nudged Akira’s shoulder with his own.

“A bit out of it, I guess,” Akira responded quietly, bringing his gaze up to Ryuji. “Really tired.”

Ryuji nodded and turned in his seat to face Akira more. “I get you there, but you’re definitely more exhausted than I am. I only did half of what you did today.”

Akira nodded. Ryuji understood a lot more than people thought he did. In general, Ryuji was often taken as less than he was. So were most of the people in this very cat-van.

In the seat in front of them, Futaba had fell asleep on Ann’s shoulder. Yusuke looked to be very close to asleep, leaning on the window. Ann smiled at the two teens next to her.

“It’s hard to not fall asleep in here,” she commented, leaning into Futaba. “It’s so warm and comfy…”

Haru and Makoto were conversing softly in the front seat, in their own world. The car continued to rumble softly and smoothly. Akira leaned his head on the seat back. It was very tempting to sleep right there…

“Hey,” Ryuji got Akira to lift his head.

Then he was caught off guard. Ryuji easily slid Akira towards him. He wrapped his arms around Akira’s waist comfortably and left him like that, leaning his head back on the seat. It only took a moment for Akira to relax with a small smile. He let himself sink into Ryuji’s chest and rested his head in the crook of the boy’s neck. Ryuji was warm. He made for a really nice pillow. Akira’s eyes drifted shut as Ryuji pulled him even closer. His touch was gentle, full of sincerity.

Need - [EXO] Boyfie!Chanyeol Au

[A/N] This is by far the most emotional piece I’ve attempt to write because let’s face the truth, I fuckin’ miss EXO. For real yo, when’s the fuckin’ comeback, SM?

Hammering, blurred vision and with your wobbly steps, you rolled out of your bed,
making your way to Chanyeol who was at the time, in the kitchen making himself some hot chocolate. He gave a sidelong glance after sensing a foreign presence and with his nonchalant face and tone, he said, “How’s the headache…”

His low tone seeps into your soul and as you wrapped your arm around him, resting your head on his back, you hummed, “Horrible.” Chanyeol scoffed as a response, pouring the cold water into the hot one in the mug that’s been filled with chocolate powder and milk. He saw your arms around his waist and smiled at the sight, didn’t complain, didn’t do anything to loosen the grasp because he’s used to this.

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Just a Bet

I happily sighed as I unlocked the door to my house. School had been killing me today. We were going to have exams very soon, and I just didn’t feel ready for that. Neither mom or dad had arrived home, which meant that I had the whole house to myself, which I was really grateful for! I slowly made my way up the stairs. Immediately as I got into my room I went over to my window and opened it to let in some fresh air to make me relax. Afterward, I went into my bathroom, where I changed into a sweater dress and knee high socks. I removed my makeup and pulled my hair up into a messy bun. 

I yawned as I looked at myself in the mirror, I really looked tired, but I was tired, so why even think about it? I went back to my room, where I decided to relax a little before I had to start making my homework, therefore I decided to paint my nails. I decided to paint them black with small details, but as I was painting my nails loud music started playing from the neighbors’ house, which made me sigh loudly as I rolled my eyes. I knew it was Justin, who was playing the loud music, and he only did it to piss me off! You could say Justin and I were friends, but only outside of school. Our friendship was a love/hate kind of friendship, but we did enjoy each others company.  Bu Justin was the typical bad boy who got all the girls and didn’t do his homework. I was the good girl who did all her homework, and I went to bed a reasonable time!

I harshly got up from my chair, then I went over to my window only to see Justin standing there in only a towel.

“OMG, can’t you put on your clothes in your bathroom after you’ve showered” I shrieked as I covered my eyes. “Aww, come om Y/N, you know you don’t mind me changing in here” he cheekily said, which made me roll my eyes. “I so do not! And please turn down the music, I’m trying to relax in here” I strictly told him, then I started to leave, but Justin’s next words caught me off guard.

“I could always come over and show you another way to relax,” he said, I could practically see the smirk on his face, which made me furious. “I would rather die than be in the same room as you!” I told him, I then showed him my middle finger and went back over to my desk, where I continued to paint my nails. I happily sighed as I heard Justin turn down the music. I finished painting my nails, and then I waited for them to dry, which luckily didn’t take long. I stood up from my chair and turned around. I immediately started screaming as I saw someone lying on my bed. I stopped screaming as I realized it was Justin.

“What are you doing in my room?!” I asked him as I grabbed one of my pillows and threw it onto him. “Your words hurt me before, princess” Justin ignored my question and got up from my bed, and it wasn’t until then that I realized he was only wearing sweatpants, no shirt! I immediately covered my eyes and turned around.

“Will you please leave my room? I need to do my homework?” I asked Justin with a sigh. Justin just chuckled and soon after I felt arms wrap around my waist. I gasped and tried to get out of the arms, but they just wrapped around me tighter.

“You know, you look really good in just a sweater and socks” Justin whispered in my ear. I could feel like breath on my neck, and surprisingly it felt really nice. I soon came back to reality, when I felt Justin’s lips connect with my neck. I pushed my elbow directly into his stomach, which made him let go and groan in pain.

“Why would you do that?! I was just trying to be nice!” he exclaimed, which made me roll my eyes. “You were not just being nice! You really thought I was that naive? I am not going to sleep with you because I don’t like you” I told him. I crossed my arms over my chest and stared directly at Justin. Before I could even acknowledge what was happening, Justin was walking towards me. I started to walk backward, but unfortunately, I hit my wall, which made Justin smirk.

“Trapped, are we?” he asked me, which made me roll my eyes. “Can’t you just go back to your own room and stop bothering me?” I asked him, clearly ignoring his question. “Where would the fun be in that?” he asked me as he placed both of his hands above my face on the wall. He charmingly smiled as he bit down on his lip, but this wasn’t his real smile. I had seen his real smile, which he only used around his family, especially his little brother and little sister. “What are you staring at?” Justin asked as he furrowed his eyebrows. “Nothing” I lightly mumbled as I continued to study his face. I hadn’t ever noticed the mole he had on his right cheek or the mole under his left eye, but I certainly did now, and they made him look even more perfect.

I got awakened from my trance by Justin’s piercing laugh. “You know, if you like me this much, you can just tell me,” he said while he continued to laugh. I rolled my eyes and pushed him away. Justin knew I had a crush on him, and he just loved to tease me with it. “Shut up,” I told him. I laid down on my bed and grabbed my phone to check Instagram.

“Do you wanna do something?” Justin asked as he laid down beside me. I shrugged my shoulders and continued to look through Instagram. I liked a few pictures here and there until I felt Justin move closer to me. “What are you doing?” I asked him with a chuckle. “I wanna see your hot friends in bikinis, too” he whined which made me roll my eyes. “If you wanna look at someone wearing practically nothing, then you should go hang out with Brielle,” I told him with a scoff. “But I would rather hang out with you,” he told me, then he grabbed my phone and locked it. “Can’t we watch a movie or something?” he asked me as he started to pout. “Justin, it’s Friday night, don’t you have a party to attend or something?” I asked him. Justin immediately shook his head smiled at me. “I mean the guys invited me to this party tonight, but I don’t really feel like going,” he told me, then he laid down again. “You seriously would rather spend your Friday night with me?” I asked him as I laughed in disbelief. “Yeah, why is it that funny? Don’t you want me here?” he asked me, then he got on top of me, which caught me off guard. Justin pinned my hands above my face and cheekily smiled at me. “Of course I want you here, I’m just a little surprised that you would rather spend the night with me rather than party with your friends and then go home with some random girl,” I told him. “I wanna spend my time with you. I realized I haven’t been the best friend lately, and I would really like to make up for that” he told me. I smiled at him, then I awkwardly hugged, since we were laying in my bed, it was a little hard…

As we were hugging, Justin’s phone started ringing. Justin sighed, then he took his phone out of his pocket and looked at the caller. “I gotta take this,” he told me, which I immediately nodded to. Justin stood up and answered the phone, where he greeted the caller.

“DUDE, where are you?!” the guy on the phone said. “I’m kind of busy right now, and I’m not coming to the party tonight, I already told you that,” he told the guy. I don’t think he knew that I was able to hear their conversation, but the next thing that was said really revealed me. “Oh, you’re hanging with that nerd again, have you fucked her yet, like you said you would?” the guy laughed, and I immediately gasped loudly. Was I really just someone that Justin wanted to sleep with, then leave?

Justin heard me gasp, and he immediately turned around and looked at me with wide eyes. “I gotta go,” he said, then he ended the call. “Y/N, what you just heard wasn’t true!” he said as he came over to me again. “I promise you, you’re not a bet, it was just something he said in pure fun” he continued. “As I recall, the guy on the phone didn’t say anything about me being a bet,” I told him. My blood was slowly starting to boil, how could he?! When Justin didn’t answer, I immediately knew all the answers to my unspoken questions. “You’re disgusting, get out of my room, right now!” I told him with a raised voice. “Y/N, I promise it’s not what it seems like!” Justin pleaded, which made me laugh in disbelief. I was on the brink of crying.

“Would you just please get out of my room?” I told him as the tears started streaming down my cheeks. “NOW!” I yelled as he didn’t move. Justin sighed, then he turned and climbed out of the window to his own room. “Whatever” he quietly whispered, and before you could even say another word, I had closed my window and pulled the curtains down. I was heartbroken, I actually thought I had made a friend, a friend that I could actually trust, but I guess not…

Part 2 ♡♥︎

Thank you for reading this imagine. I hope you enjoyed reading it? Comment for a part 2 💜  This imagine is also posted on my Instagram @SmallJustinBieberImagines 💕

izadoraus  asked:

For the requests that I asked before? I wanted to say 28 instead of 27, haha, silly me. Anyway, if you prefer the other requests that I asked for (26 or 8) I would prefer Marichat or Ladynoir for any of those. Thank you for answering me!

Sorry for taking so long to reply to this! It wound up a little longer than I expected. I decided to do 26 (Tending an Injury) with Marichat. Hope you enjoy, and thanks for the suggestion! :)

“Ow…” Marinette winced, glancing down at her ankle. “Tikki, I think it’s sprained.”

Tikki flew down to examine it. “It looks swollen.”

Marinette grimaced and leaned back against the wall. “How am I supposed to patrol on this?”

“Maybe you should call-” Tikki paused and flew into Marinette’s purse seconds before Chat Noir landed beside Marinette.

Marinette jumped and looked up at him. “Chat Noir? What are you doing out here?” Of course, she knew exactly what he was doing out there. He was on his way to their patrol, just like Marinette. Of course, she’d managed to twist her ankle on the way, rushing to get somewhere quiet to transform after a study session with Alya ran too long.

“I could ask you the same thing.” He raised a brow.

“I…” Marinette sighed, going for the easiest lie possible. “I was on my way home. I was studying with a friend, and it went a little late. I think I hurt myself, though.”

He frowned. “What happened?”

She gestured towards her left foot. “I tripped over my own two feet and twisted my ankle.”

He knelt beside her, examining it for a moment. “It looks pretty swollen. You’re sure it’s not broken?”

“Yeah.” She grimaced. “Trust me. I know the difference.”

He stood. “Well, either way, you shouldn’t be walking anywhere. How about I help you home?”

She wanted to argue, but in all honesty, this was probably the safest option she had, so instead, she nodded. “Thank you. That’s really nice of you.”

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Art of Seduction (Hamilsquad x Reader)

Art of Seduction (Hamilsquad x Reader)

**Warning: Swearing, Clumsiness, mentions of NSFW themes**

A/N: Hope you enjoy the fic. There will be a Part 2~ ;)

You were happily living with your boyfriends Lafayette, Hercules, Alexander, and John. They were always so sweet and understanding, especially when you told them you had never dated anyone before.

Hercules was always so gentle and always making sure you were okay when you had sex. Lafayette would keep you on the edge pf orgasm for hours saying how he loved to savor you. When John held you he would shower you with kisses and make you feel like clay being sculpted with his artful hands. Then there was Alexander, who would whisper sweet nothings in your ears and make you feel like the most attractive person in the world.

For all that they did for you it was only right you did something for them to return the favor, but you had no idea how to do it. So you decided to consult you best friends: Peggy, Angelica, and Eliza aka ‘The Schuyler Sisters’.

So you told them your predicament at the weekly coffee date you had with them.

“So that’s my problem. What do you girls think I should do?” (Y/N) asked as she sipped her hot chocolate.

“(Y/N), I think it’s really sweet you want to do something for the guys.” said Eliza. “The solution is simple you just have to-”

“Seduce them!” interjected Peggy, nearly knocking the table over. “Grab your femininity by the boobs and make them beg for more!”

Angelica nodded. “Peggy is right, though she could’ve phrased it better. You should let out your inner seductress.”

You made a face, not thinking of ideas on how you could seduce anyone. “I have no idea how to do that.”

The Schuyler sisters all smiled.

“Don’t worry, (Y/N)! We’ll help you!” beamed Peggy. “Think of us as the Three Musketeers of Seduction~”

“The Charlie’s Angels of devilish behavior~” chimed Eliza.

“The Earth, Wind, and Fire of Foreplay~” joked Angelica

The sisters struck a pose causing you giggle. Their energy was getting to you, making you feel pumped and anxious.

“So this is what you want to do…”

-1 week later-

Using the spare key they gave you entered the your best friends’ apartment and flopped down on the couch,which was currently occupied by Angelica.

You hugged you friend, burying your face in her chest as you cried your eyes out. Peggy and Eliza, who had been watching tv, were now firing off questions on why their best friend was crying.

After half an hour of sobbing and a large chunk of Peggy’s emergency chocolate, you had finally calmed down enough to tell them what happened.

“I failed at the art of seduction.” you cried as you nibbled on more chocolate as Eliza rubbed her back. “Utterly and completely failed!”

“C'mon, (Y/N). It couldn’t have been that bad…” Angelica said, shutting up when she saw you glare.

“Remember what Peggy did at camp during ninth grade?”

“We vowed never to speak of that!” yelled Peggy, going red with embarrassment.

“What I did was a thousand times worse!!!” you said as started to cry again.

“Did you do the-”


“What about the-”


“How about the-”

“Yes, yes, and yes! I tried everything and managed to screw all of them up!”

“Why don’t you tell us what happened?” asked Eliza.

You sniffled. “Well I decided to try with Alex first…”
You saw Alex hunched over his desk in his office as usual, looking like he hadn’t slept in a week. That’s when you thought would be good time to test out your seduction plan. Thinking that if you could get Alexander Hamilton away from his work than is nothing you couldn’t do!

You quietly snuck up behind your busy boyfriend and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Hey, Alex~” you said, using the seductive tone that Angelica showed you.

“Not now, (Y/N). I have to finish this draft for Washington.”

You were not going to be turned away so easily. Time to break out the technique Angelica showed you: the massage.

“That’s okay. I promise I won’t bother you~” you purred, as began to rub his shoulders.

“(Y/N), I said-Actually that…feels really…nice…”

You grinned about to go in to kiss his neck when Alex’s head fell onto the desk.

“ALEXANDER?!” ————————————————–
“BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Usually they don’t fall asleep until after the sex!” laughed Peggy, getting a pillow thrown at her by you making her fall out of her chair.

“It’s not funny! For second I thought I killed him with one those pressure point moves you see on tv!?”

“Wait, so what happened?” asked Angelica, trying to hide her giggles.

“Turns out Alex really hadn’t slept in a week and ended up passing out from sleep exhaustion.”

“I meant after that.”

“I had Hercules come and carry him up to bed. Sufficed to say that I didn’t continue with the massage.”

“Well nothing works on the first try.” comforted Eliza.

“Yeah, you shouldn’t give up!” said Peggy.

You sighed. “I didn’t. The next thing I tried on John and…”
After the first failed attempt with Alex, you decided to try another approach. So you set your mind on another boyfriend: John.

You saw John sitting on the couch in the living room, flipping through channels trying to find something to watch. Now was as good a time as ever to try out the technique Eliza told you about.

You walked into the living room, holding a bowl of strawberries. Sitting on the couch and leaning close to John.

“Hey, Sweetie~” said John, as he took you into his arms and nuzzled your neck. “What do you got there?”

“Just some sweet strawberries for the sweetest guy I know.” you said, giving him an eskimo kiss. Then John told you how he had never tried strawberries before. “Well, we’ll just have to remedy that, darling~”

You took the triangular fruit in your hand and held it to John’s mouth. Swirling it around his lips, making a shiver run down your spine and heat rise in your cheeks as he took a bite. Eliza said that applying to a guy’s sweet tooth was a sure fire way to guy’s heart. Then you realized you forgot the an important ingredient.

“I’ll be right back, Johnny boy~ I got something sweeter to go with this treat~” you said, giving him a kiss on the cheek, before getting up. “Try not them all while I’m gone~”

You quickly grabbed your homemade whipped cream and strolled back into the living room. You nearly dropped the bowl at what you saw. John’s normally cute freckled skin was now covered in red splotches and his lips were swollen.

You quickly set down the bowl and rushed John to the hospital. ————————————————
“…So it turns out that John is really allergic to strawberries. We spent rest of the night at the hospital.” you said, head buried in your hands.

“That could’ve happened to anyone, (Y/N)!” defended Peggy.

“Uh-huh, I remember that happening with one of my dates but with peanuts…It was not pretty.” added Angelica.

“You’re just saying that, Angie.”

“No,no,no-Maybe. Still you couldn’t do anything worse than that.”

You flinched. The girls eyes widened, their expressions just asking for an explanation.

“I decided to try again with Hercules…”
Hercules was lying on the bed you and your boyfriends shared reading a magazine. He was looking at the latest fashions for inspiration.

You swallowed hard, thinking of your two previous failed attempts at seduction. You quickly pushed those thoughts out of your mind, not wanting to put your friends’ advice to shame.

“Um, Herc,” you said, swallowing your nervousness.

“Hey, babe. How’s my goddess doing?” He looked up from his article, giving you a gentle smile. Your heart quickened and legs got week. You quickly remembered what Peggy told you.

“Take the bull by the horns.” You mumbled to yourself.

“What was that, babe?”

“Nothing!…I mean, I was wondering if you could close your eyes for me.”

He arched an eyebrow at this. “Why?”

“I have something I want to give you.”

“Oh, a gift! Why didn’t you say so!” he responded, closing his eyes and waiting to get his gift.“

You gulped, moving onto bed, crawling up to Hercules. “You have to keep your eyes shut until I say so, okay?”

“Um, okay…?”


You sat yourself between his legs, taking a deep breath. Your hand started stroke his leg as your hand moved to closer to his zipper. Before you did anything more, you began to rub him, making sure to get him hard.

You were so focused on trying to unbuckle his belt and pants with your fumbling hands that you didn’t notice Hercules opened his eyes.

“(Y/N), what are you doing?”

You shot up, not realizing Hercules had propped himself up—

“I broke his nose trying to give him a blowjob?! I couldn’t even get his pants off?!” you bawled, as you began crying again. “The kindest and gentlest guy I know and I fucking head butted him hard enough to break his nose?!”

“(Y/N), I’m SO sorry! Giving head was my idea!” cried Peggy, as she gave you a bone crushing hug.

“So to recap I knocked out Alexander, gave John an allergic reaction, and broke Hercules’s nose!” you sobbed harder, as you buried yourself in Eliza’s lap.

“Now, (Y/N), I love you to pieces, but maybe it’s for the best. I mean if don’t stop trying to seduce your boyfriends, you might end up killing them.” said Eliza, just making you feel worse.

“Wait, what about Lafayette?” Angelica realized.

“After what happened to Hercules I was too scared to try anything else.” you admitted, blowing your nose.

“That makes sense. I mean I’m surprised they handled that much. If it were me, I would’ve broken—”

Before Peggy could say anymore Angelica and Eliza covered her mouth, but it was already too late.

“You’re right! I’m a terrible girlfriend! I don’t deserve to be with them! Not after knocking them out and sending them to the hospital! Hell, I wouldn’t want me either!”

“Don’t say that, hun. Everyone has their accidents. I’m sure they still love you.” said Angelica.

“You five were made for each other! They’d be crazy to dump you after what happened!” yelled Peggy.

“If you explain to them what you were trying to do I’m sure they would completely understand.” added Eliza.

You wiped the tears from your face. “You really think so?”

“We know so!” said the sisters.

Cheese Platters at My Place!

Brawl in the Streets Pt 5

Prompt: Reader has bad day at work and invites Hamilsquad over to drink
Pairing: Poly!Hamilsquad X Reader
TW: drinking, spicy language, forgetting to eat??? Fluff, dom Laf in a non sexual way, cute
A/N: thank you so much for your patience and support! I’m sorry it took so long; I’ve been so busy lately! I’ll try to post more often though; I promise! If you need me to tag something, let me know! I want you to feel safe when reading my work! Please Enjoy!
Tagged: @superwholockbooknerd526
Word Count: 1630

You hadn’t seen the boys in two days, but you already missed them terribly. You had texted back and forth more than you had last week, but it wasn’t enough for you.
Maybe that’s why you invited them over to drink with you on a Monday night after a particularly shitty day at work. You had gotten screamed at by a crazy customer-that had never happened before. You weren’t one to drink often, especially not on a week night, but you wanted a break… and an excuse to see the boys.
You had to run out to buy alcohol since you had mostly wine. You came back with several packs of beer and a few bags of chips. You set it up like a party instead of just a few casual drinks.
There was a knock on the door, and you quickly answered it. There stood Herc, with more beer, and a huge smile on his face.
“Y/N!” He exclaimed, and you almost jumped straight into his arms… but he was holding beer, so you refrained.
You saw John next, and you grinned. He was crouched behind Herc, petting a cat.
“He’s so cute! I love him!” He crooned, and you giggled. Herc came in and put the stuff on the counter while you crouched down beside John. You began to stroke the orange baby with him. You recognized him as your neighbor’s cat, Tippy. You heard footsteps behind you down the hall, along with the vehement ramblings of your Alex. You turned around and saw him talking to Laf, the height difference almost comical. You had no idea what he was so excited about, but Laf was nodding along in understanding.
“Sorry we’re late!” Laf exclaimed, and Alex paused, mid rant, finally noticing you. “Alex got into an argument with someone in the elevator about why their choice to support a certain presidential candidate was incorrect.”
“We all know that they’re gonna run this nation into the brink, Laf! Have you heard the policies! The audacity! The inequality!” Alex began ranting again, and John rolled his eyes. You picked up the cat, knowing your neighbor wouldn’t mind if you borrowed him for a while. After all, she had more than enough. The boys followed you inside, and Tippy wriggled in your arms. You let him jump free, and he began exploring your apartment.
“You’ve got snack bowls and cheese platters,” Alex observed with a small laugh. “It’s like a little party!”
“I’m sorry; I’m not a casual drinker! This is my first time hosting something like this and-” you tried defending yourself, but Laf threw an arm around you and pulled you up against him.
“I think it’s cute, ma belle,” he squeezed you affectionately, and you grinned. He was so warm. You leaned into him, and he left his arm around you, to your delight. He led you over to the couch while the others brought the snacks and beer over. There was a baseball game on in the background, but to be quite honest, you weren’t paying attention to it at all. Laf reclined on the couch, then patted the spot next to him. You blushed, but you sat down, and he pulled you back against him. Your blush got brighter. He rested his arms around you, and you leaned your head back on his shoulder. He was really comfortable and warm. Alex, John, and Herc were piled together on the opposite love seat. Alex was sitting on Herc’s lap with his feet propped on John. Herc grabbed a few beers and passed them around, and Laf cracked yours open for you. You grinned, and Herc held his glass up.
“To Y/N’s first casual weeknight drink!” The boys hooted and each took a sip. You didn’t. You chugged it to assert dominance. Okay, maybe not. You just wanted to get really drunk. You needed a mental break. The boys watched you in awe as you downed the entire bottle.
“Damn!” Herc shouted when you finished it and put it on the table. You leaned back into Laf’s embrace with a grin on your face.
“Today’s been a long day,” you admitted.
Herc nodded in understanding, then he threw you another bottle. Laf caught it for you, opened it, and handed it to you, your hands brushing. You smiled to yourself and drank this one more slowly. You had to somewhat pace yourself now. You were kind of a lightweight. You knew the boys could outdrink you.
“So tell us about yourself, Y/N,” Alex said as he leaned forward with a beer in his hand.
You frowned. What did they want you to say? “Uhhh… I smoke five cocaines in my free time, and I’m hooked on eating those heroines.”
Laf laughed, and the vibrations that went through you made you tingle. “What’s your family like? ‘Ow was your child'ood?”
You blushed, looking down at your hands as you fiddled with your fingers. “Um, my father left when I was really little, so it was always my mom and I. She worked a lot when I was really little, so she wasn’t around much. But when she was, she made sure I knew that I was loved. She remarried to a woman, Jen, my sophomore year of high school, and once I graduated, they moved around a lot. Jen wanted to give my mom the world… but she said it was impossible, and that she’d just have to settle for seeing it. Right now, they’re in Japan. Jen plans to take Mom to Paris soon though, for their anniversary. It was always her favorite.”
“Ah! Paris!” And then Laf spewed a sentence in French that was way too fast and complex for you to comprehend, and you just kinda stared at him in awe.
Alex said something back in French, somehow even faster than Laf had spoken, And you began to realize the beer was already hitting you. It was quite quick considering it was on an empty stomach.
“Mon ange, 'ave you eaten yet tonight?” Laf asked you, noticing you staring at him, entranced.
“Yah,” you replied as you sloshed your beer, “I ate ASS!” You yelled excitedly, and Hercules chortled. Alex had more of a cackle, while John giggled. Laf closed his eyes for a moment, almost like he was praying. He pursed his lips, them opened his eyes.
“Mon ange…?” He reminded you he wanted a real answer, and you scowled.
“I think I ate some trail mix in my car after work?” You admitted, trying to remember. You had been too busy dealing with the overly bitter customer to eat lunch today. You heard Laf sigh, And he shifted you so he could lean forward and grab the cheese platter you had put out. You crinkled your nose at it, and he pulled you closer to him.
“S'il vous plaît, ma petite, mange,” he gently begged as he brought a piece of cheddar up to your lips. You felt your heart flutter as you parted your lips, and he placed the cheese on your tongue. You let him feed you cheese for a bit while the others chatted, the occasional Spanish floating by. Laf’s fingers would brush your lips occasionally, and he relaxed his hold on you, but didn’t move his arm from around you. You smiled to yourself, pleasantly pleased with the situation. You had a cute, French boy that smelled really nice, holding you gently and feeding you cheese. Could it get any better than that? You glanced at the other three that were chattering away, and you turned crimson when you imagined having all four of them. It wasn’t in a selfish way, you just honestly liked them each, and you couldn’t even fathom the idea of just one. They were like a package deal. But you weren’t poly, were you? Then again, you’d never had the chance to really learn about polyamorous relationships. It was still new to you. You’d always been open to the idea of an open relationship, and their relationship made a lot of sense to you… Maybe you were.
You shrugged. You had plenty of time to figure this out. You quickly threw back the rest of your beer, and you heard Lafayette mutter something in French. You leaned forward to grab another beer off the coffee table, but Laf was quick to reach around you and grab a water.
“Let’s drink some water, d'accord?” He asked, and you huffed. However, although you’d never admit it, you found it really cute and sweet how he was taking care of you and being kind of dominant without being bossy or aggressive.
After you’d drank about half the bottle and Laf stopped pestering you, you leaned back into his embrace and snuggled up to him. You put your nose in the crook of his neck, really enjoying his scent. He just smelled so nice, like lavender.
When you felt his fingers in your hair, you sighed happily and pulled away. You looked at him with a smile, but you could’ve sworn his eyes darted down to your lips. It was quick, though, maybe you just imagined it.
“Come on, Laf, let Y/N drink now, we’ll hydrate her later! Stop dadding her for a minute, okay?” John called. You looked over to see him snatch another beer and toss it to you. You glanced at Laf, who had narrowed his eyes at John, but said nothing.
“Alright, alright. But if she is 'ungover in the morning, it will be your fault,” he replied before he caught another beer John had tossed to him. He cracked them both open, and you clinked your bottles together before you threw them back. You were ready to forget.