action clutch


Genre: Fluff
Words: 1,548
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: Mentions of stalking, self-defense fighting
Summary: Soulmate AU in which one’s heartbeat becomes perfectly in sync with their soulmate’s once they meet.

A/N: I’m hoping to make this a series if it gets enough of a response! Let me know what you think.

“Natasha, I don’t want to go to the gym!”

Your friend, and also your roommate, dragged you by your arm to the downtown fitness center. She had forced you to change into athletic leggings and a t-shirt, convincing you that the two of you were going to go do yoga. She lied.

She turned her head back toward you as she swung the door open. “I’m doing this for your own good.”

The training area was large, much larger than you expected, and had high ceilings with large black tubes connecting to the air conditioning vents. The rest of the area was filled with a check-in desk, doors that connected to what you guessed were locker rooms, several red mats, a black boxing area with a ring that was colored in white and red, a running track, and a large number of weight lifting machines.

You could hear the clanking of weights and grunts from somewhere behind the boxing ring, but you didn’t focus on the people. Instead, you focused on the frustration in Natasha’s tone.

You rolled your eyes, wincing as she pulled your arm harder to get you to go toward the check-in area. It didn’t look as if anyone was around. “I’m fine- I will be fine.”

Natasha whipped around, finally dropping your arm as she gave you a sharp look. “You are being stalked, (Y/N). This isn’t up for debate. You’re getting self-defense lessons.”

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Don’t You Know How To Knock? [Pt. 8/END]

Originally posted by simondismydaddy

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7

“Tell me why you’re scared of me, beautiful,” he whispered against your lips. “Tell me so I can do whatever I can to put those fears to rest”.

You swallowed. He had all the answers. He knew all the right things to say. He was everything you wanted, right in front of you, close enough to take.

“Because I love you. I have for a long time”.

Barely able to fight the smile that tugged the corners of his lips up, he wasted no time in releasing your waist to cup your face.

His lips were soft as they pressed gently against yours, taking your words and showing you the sentiment was mutual.

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how to do the most you can with what you have when what you have is nothing by fauchevalent

“Rough day?”

She gives a wet laugh.

“You could say that, yeah.”

or - a runaway bride au.

He’s driving past the water tower when he sees her, all lace and taffeta hiked up around her knees and a veil tossed beside her in the grass.
Percy has the fleeting thought that she might actually want to be left alone, but then her thumb flicks into the air and he pulls over. He doesn’t usually pick up hitchhikers - especially not ones with such clear emotional baggage - but hey, there’s a first time for everything, right? Or at least, that’s what he tells himself as she climbs into his passenger seat, veil still discarded on the ground, and offers him a gentle smile.


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Mornings with Dean

Genre : Fluff 

Word Count : 1659

A/N : This is just a scenario that my friend wanted me to write for her & yes I did put myself in my own scenario … because i can . - . ( fight me ) and i decided to just post it on here :) i hope you guys enjoy ! <3 

You wanted to wake up with the birds singing and the sun warming up your little toes, not your phone vibrating against the table. The sound resonating in the quiet morning as if it was an earthquake. You groaned as you slung your arm towards the table, grabbing your phone.

You had a rough day at work last night, having to help your best friend Christian with a music video he was directing for the oh so popular, Kim Jiwon or Bobby as his stage name claimed to be. The Whole crew had gathered together to begin filming at 12 pm and Christian had announced that the first half of the video should be filmed and done by 9 pm, but that didn’t go as planned:

Bobby was late by 4 hours resulting in the promised time to be pushed back, they argued over each other’s ideas, and the set had just decided to fall apart on top of you…literally. You were lucky enough to walk away from it without any injuries, only a few minor scratches here and there.

“ Hello? ” you groaned through the device, not even bothering with checking the caller ID.

“ Hey it’s Christian, meeting is at four but I told the prick to meet us at 12. How’re you feeling? ” “ I’m feeling it now” you grumble, stretching a bit feeling the soreness in the legs.

He chuckles, “ Sorry its early but Linda and I had to take Lori to the Vet for her checkups and I needed to kill time. ” You hear another voice in the background, most likely Linda’s, “ Alright I’ll let you go back to sleep. Oh and Don’t forget to take pain killers, it’s going to be another long night. I’ll call if there’s anything else. ” You let out hum of agreement before hanging up and checking the time, letting out an aggravated groan: 7:00 am.

You threw your phone back on top of the table, before turning back into the bed. You nearly got a heart attack, body shaking from the scare; Hyuk was here, sound asleep. You let out whispers of curses, clutching onto your chest as you tried to settle your heart down. You haven’t seen him in what feels like years when really, he was only gone for a couple of months, 2 to be exact.

It was always like this whenever he needed to get songs done for the album. he’d pack his belongings and would camp in his studio, letting the receptionist know not to let you into his studio no matter what. There were the rare occasions you did get to see him, through the screen of your phone. He’d always FaceTime you in the middle of filming. Christian would spot the brightness of your phone and would immediately call it a day, using “ he needs you ” as an excuse. Even though he wasn’t wrong because Facetiming nights were always the hard nights.

Hyuk would be at his breaking point. He’ll always FaceTime you whenever he was extremely stressed out and it always broke your heart to see the effect of it. But Despite looking so wrecked, he’ll never express it. “ I need my Muse. ” and that’s all he says before you tell him about your day, in hopes it’ll ease his mind a bit. And here he was, in your bed, the duvet only covering half of his body, exposing his bare back, as his arm laid across your lap.

You watch as his upper body would rise and then fall, lips slightly parted, some parts of his hair sticking up in different directions, and a few strands falling down his forehead. You notice he’s wearing the pair of earrings you got him for his 20th birthday but you also notice something else: the art that had covered parts of his neck and shoulder. Was this even real? You wondered.

It might have been fake for his music video or something. You thought. You cautiously reached your hand over and scratched at the piece of art, wondering if any pieces would fall off, but they didn’t. Hyuk mumbled a bit, slightly smacking his lips, before the arm that was on your lap gripped at your thigh and pulled you in closer to him. You almost screamed due to the sudden action, you clutched onto your chest as you had to calm your breathing for the second time. You went back to examining the tattoo, when did he even get this? Why hasn’t he told you about it? More importantly, what did it even represent? I’ll have to ask when he gets up.

Pushing the thought aside you moved your attention to his face, the face of the man that you oh so desperately had wanted to see. You pushed the strands of hair that had covered his face aside, letting your hand linger on his cheek. He was only gone for two months yet, it’s as if he had aged within those months. His eye bags more prominent than before, he’d managed to lose the baby fat on his cheeks, his jawline was noticeable and you began worrying if he had forgotten to eat his meals. Despite not wanting to see you, you still sent in daily reminders to make sure he eats and you know he sees them. You had to beg him to put the read recipient on for you:

“ It puts my heart at ease when I know you’ve seen my messages at least.” You stated.

You laid back down, only for him to bring your body against his. Feeling his heat transfer onto your body and your glad it isn’t summer, otherwise you’d have to push him away.

Precious, is what you’d describe him asleep. You wanted to protect him and shower the man with love, you blame his baby like features.
Easygoing yet determined, is what you’d describe him personality wise. Hyuk has never gotten mad at you, even when you had accidentally deleted one of his songs he had been working on. You remember apologizing countless of times and Instead of screaming at you, he just looked at you with an expression that wasn’t describable. He was probably choking you in his mind and maybe throwing you out the window but he nonchalantly shrugged, “ it’s okay babe, it sucked anyways. ” He ended up staying up all night writing a big hit for VIXX, Voodoo Doll. Hyuk’s been composing songs even before the two of you began dating, even managing to collaborate with the big artists such as your good friend Hyoseob or Crush, Zico, he even co-wrote Beyoncé’s song Halo. You couldn’t help but feel proud, a huge smile cascading over your features as you planted a kiss on his parted lips. After realizing what you’ve done, you let out a light gasp. You’ve never initiated a kiss before, scared that you might come off desperate or clingy. You glance over at his face in hopes you didn’t wake him, but he simply lets out a small groan. Initiating a kiss wasn’t bad, it felt … Good, it made you feel … Cool.

A smirk taking over your face at the sudden idea. You gave him a peck on the lips again and when you noticed no reaction you gave him one on the nose before continuing to pepper kisses across his face. Hyuk merely groaned before rolling onto his back, left hand arm covering his face. Given the opportunity, you sat on top of him; legs on both sides of his waist before peppering his face again with kisses, trailing them down his neck, grazing over his new tattoo, and down his chest before trailing back up. Only to be met with sleepy eyes Hyuk. You giggled nervously, “ morning ” before he rolls the two of you over, smothering you in kisses as he hums, “ what did I do to deserve to be woken up so lovely? ” You stuck out your tongue towards him before he begins smothering you with kisses again.

He touches noses with you before he kisses you on the lips, hands gripping your waist as yours are around his neck. It’s the kiss you’ve been waiting for, for two whole long months. The kiss is slow and sensual, he’s running his hands up and down your waist occasionally squeezing them. You break away from the kiss to catch your breath but Hyuk isn’t letting up.

He kisses down your jaw and down to your neck, tugging at the skin from there and on your shoulder. “ God I missed this, ” he whispers into your ear before latching himself onto the crook of your neck. You let out a gasp, running your fingers through his hair. “ and this. ” he says before bringing his attention back onto your lips and by this time he’s already grinding into you. “ I missed you. ” he says, stopping everything as he looks you into your eyes. He sits up tugging you along with him so that your positioned on his lap, legs on either side. He runs his fingers through your hair before he lets them linger on your cheek. No words are exchanged as the two of you continue to stare at each other.

He breaks the blissful moment before squishing your cheeks together and giving you a peck on the lips. He’s a giggling mess as he notices the shock on your face and you just watch the way his eyes disappear when he laughs. You cross your arms, turning your head to the side as you pout. He riles you up only to leave you hanging.

He lets out a sigh of content before, turning your head to meet his gaze. It goes silence once again and he brings you down for another kiss, “ I’m home, love.”


gettin spooky

Constellations: Part 3

Notes: Smut. Fun Fluffy stuff. :)

Doing my best with tagging, Im sorry! :(

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Corbin Poop-pants Partlist
1989 Cressida
BC Racing 14/10k
Xcessive flca/tension rod
Xcessive rca
Xcessive rack bushings
Xcessive arms
Xcessive subframe reinforcement
CX gt35 .68
CX exhaust manifold
CX fmic
Tial 44mm waste gate
Noname intake manifold
Bosch 1010cc injectors
Aem ems v2
Aem boost controller
Aem iat
Aem map
Panic wire harness
Coil on plug conversion
Xcessive motor mounts
Xcessive skid plate
Arp head studs
2jzgte head gasket
Mishimoto radiator
Cfr efans
Walbro fuel pump
Xcessive one piece driveshaft
Xcessive diff bushings
Xcessive clutch pedal
Oem clutch master cyl
Welded diff
Competition clutch flywheel
Action clutch stage 3
Cube short shifter
Serial 9 type 1
Amg vents in front bumper
Ganador mirrors
Flowmaster dual tip
Super advan sa3r 18x9.5 +22
Aem gauges
Bride zeta ii
xcessive seat bracket
Key!s steering wheel
Key!s shift knob
Brown recluse garage full-capacity 4pt with door bars

anonymous asked:

how about some fluffy goodness of prompto's s/o peppering light kisses over the barcode on his wrist? maybe reassuring him, doting on him, whatever you'd like!

I hope you don’t mind anon, but I took this  idea and morphed it into a little summer lovin’ drabble. 

I’m not kidding when I say that I was grinning from ear to ear like an absolute idiot while typing this.😆

It’s light, fun, and fluffy ⇢

The 3 best adjectives in the english language

Puppy love vibes ↓ 🐶

Song: “Oh, It Is Love” by Hellogoodbye

“I will never understand how in the world Prompto Argentum, the daydreaming, imaginative, photographer extroirdinare’s favorite ice cream flavor is vanilla!”

The blonde drew his attention from the frozen custard in his grasp, his expression of sugary excitement turning to mock defense.

“It just so happens that I like to add rainbow sprinkles on top now and again, little lady.”

His guise of confidence could be easily seen through, a small smile peeling from the edges of his lips.

The sight of his playful pose with the treat in tandom with his innocent face invited a myriad of butterflies to flutter about in my stomach.

“Oh, well in that case, excuse me. I didn’t know my boyfriend had such a rebellious taste in soft serve.”

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karamelandbughead4life  asked:

6 please

6. Who’s bigger in the downstairs department (metaphorically or physically)?
They’d both surprised each other with this one. Jughead hated to be one to label based on appearances but practically everybody in Riverdale considered Betty their girl next door. Perfectly pristine ponytails, not an ounce of lint on her bubblegum pink sweaters, innocently wide green eyes.

But he knew different, and only him. He stared up at her now, where she was perched on his lap above him, shirt long discarded so that he could run his hands appreciatively over the crimson lace of her bra, palms braced on his chest to keep him in his place as his eyes clouded with a hazy lust. Her chest was heaving, eyes dark, her hair loose and falling over her shoulders in tussled waves, mussed from the way he carded his fingers through it constantly as she worked her lips, her teeth, over his flushed skin. Her hips circled over his own in a delicious torment, biting her lip against a grin, swollen and dark pink from his desperate kisses, at the groan that came from deep inside his chest at her actions. His hands clutched tightly at her hips, thumbs skimming the soft skin just below the waistband of her jeans. This was one place, one moment between them, where Betty felt entire in control, and Jughead would be damned if he said he wasn’t one hundred percent ok with letting her have her way with him.

And Betty? Well, she’d have a few choice words to say, if she was the type to spill their secrets, about the things his long, graceful fingers were capable of doing to her. They weren’t just for typing, that’s for sure…

“If you love someone, you tell them. Even if you’re scared that it’s not the right thing. Even if you’re scared it’ll cause problems. You say it, you say it loud.” Part Two

Originally posted by manny-mellark

Written by Christina and Danielle 

Category: Angsty with a bit fluff

Word Count: 2160

A/N: Y’all are cray cray. You wanted a part two to “If You Love Someone, You Tell Them.” Here it is! Danielle and I both worked on it, so hopefully this satisfies your desires for a second part. Also, thank you for 100 followers!!! We love you all! :) 

Part One is here 

After a couple hours of studying, you realized that you and Peter had gradually moved closer to each other and were now sitting right next to each other. Now that you two finished studying, you were aware of how close you were to Peter. You are the first to break the awkward silence, “So….”

“So…” Peter says back to you. You rack up the courage to look at him and notice something is different.

“You put on your glasses,” you say more as a statement rather than a question. Peter rarely wore his glasses anymore. When he did wear them, it was when he was focused on schoolwork.

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another world pt. 1

Originally posted by taesyong

pairing: johnny x reader
genre: walking dead!au
summary: In a time of desperation, you do something that puts no only yours, but everyone in the city’s life at risk.
warnings: violence, mild language

pt. 2

It was supposed a simple task.

One you’d done plenty of times before, almost everyday in fact. To get into one of the many abandoned stores, grab what you needed, and leave. Sure, some trips would be smoother than others, but you’d always make it out alive, and hopefully, unscathed. 

But today was different. Today you weren’t sure if you’d ever see the light of another day as you stared at your predicament.

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Child Seth Rollins

Requested by Anon: I was wondering if you could do a request. Seth is Hunter and Stephanie’s kid but Seth is little and Dean and Roman spoil him and protect him like big brothers


“Come on Seth, it’s time to head to the arena.” Hunter says standing up from the couch. “Can I bring my action figure daddy?” Seth asks looking up at him with his brown eyes. “Of course bud, let’s go before your mother calls again.” Hunter says grabbing Seth’s hand and leading him out of the hotel.

When they show up to the arena, Hunter lets Seth get on his back so he can’t wander away while he’s doing something. “Daddy look, there’s Roman and Dean!” Seth says happily. “I see them bud, we’ll go over there in a minute and talk to them.” He says turning back to talk to a production crew member.

Hunter finishes talking and walks over to where Dean and Roman are. “Hey little dude, what’s up?” Dean asks holding a fist out. Seth pounds his fist with Dean’s. “Just walking around with my daddy and my action figure.” He says showing Dean and Roman his action figure.

“That’s a pretty awesome action figure little man.” Roman says smiling at him. “Daddy can I go hang out with Dean and Roman?” Seth asks looking at Hunter. “I don’t want to bother them Seth.” He says looking at him. “Nah Hunter it’s fine, we have nothing else better to do so he can hang with us for a bit.” Dean says.

“Alright if you say so. Now Seth don’t act up or anything okay? You know how to act in public so don’t show out and stay near these two.” Hunter says. “Okay daddy, I love you!!” Seth says hugging him. “Love you too bud, now go have fun.” Hunter says handing Seth over to Dean.

“Call me if you need anything.” Hunter says walking away. “So Seth, we got you this really cool present the other day.” Roman says smiling. “Really?” Seth asks while his eyes open really wide. “Yeah, Dean saw it and said you’ll love it so we decided to get it.” Roman says opening the door to their locker room.

Seth looks over the room and sees a bag sitting on the floor. Dean notices him staring at the bag so he sits Seth down saying, “Go over there and open it.”

Seth walks over to the bag and takes the wrapping tissue out of it. He gasps when he notices it’s a new action figure. He runs over to Roman and Dean and yells, “Thank you so much! I love it!”

Roman laughs and hands Seth the action figure. “You’re welcome bud, I knew you would like it.” Dean says laughing. Seth sits on the floor learning how to work his new action figure when someone walks in the locker room.

He looks up and sees his mom standing there smiling. “Hey Sethie, I haven’t seen you all afternoon.” His mom says looking at him. “Look mommy, Dean and Roman got me a new action figure!” Seth exclaims showing Stephanie his new toy.

“I see it Seth, did you thank them?” She asks. “Yes ma'am.” He says. “Alright good, I just wanted to come check on you and to tell Dean and Roman that they have a segment at the beginning of Raw.” She says looking at them.

They nod and Seth gives her a hug before she leaves. “Alright, so I guess we should head to the gorilla and hand you over to your father.” Roman says. Dean walks over to Seth and lets him get on his back.

They walk out of the locker and head towards the gorilla. “Well well, look who we have here.” A voice says down the hall. Dean turns around to see Bray Wyatt at the end of the hall.

“Why don’t you leave us alone Wyatt before we have a problem.” Dean says. “I’m not here to start anything Dean, besides I’m here to talk to little ole Sethie here.” Bray says. “You’re not getting anywhere near him Wyatt.” Roman says stepping in front of Dean and Seth.

“Look at big daddy Roman trying to protect his family.” Bray says laughing. Seth tightens his arms around Dean and Dean says, “I don’t think you want to start anything with Hunter’s son right here because if you lay one finger on him, it’s not us you’ll have to worry about.”

Bray gives him a small smile and says, “It’s not Sethie who I’m going to hurt, but don’t worry, we’ll have our time.” Bray turns around and walks away and Dean checks on Seth.

“Let’s get him to Hunter before something goes down.” Roman says pushing them towards the gorilla.

Hunter sees them walking up and sees the way Seth is holding onto Dean. “What happened?” Hunter asks walking up to them. Roman explains everything while Dean hands Seth over to Hunter.

Seth snuggles his head into his dad’s neck and Hunter says, “I’ll look after him right now. As for Bray, I’ll deal with him later on.” They nod and look at Seth.

“He’s still pretty shaken up about it but I made sure Wyatt wouldn’t get near him.” Dean says. “Well thanks Dean.” Hunter says. He nods and a production crew member comes by telling Dean and Roman to start heading to the ring.

They send a nod towards Hunter and
Seth and walk away. Hunter sits down and sits Seth on his lap. He notices the new action figure Seth is clutching to his chest. “Hey bud, where did this come from?” Hunter asks trying to make him feel better.

“My new action figure Dean and Roman gave me.” He says lifting his head off Hunter’s chest to show him. “That looks really cool. What all does it do?” Hunter asks. Seth brightens up and starts showing his dad what his action figure could do.

Dean and Roman finish their segment and walk backstage to see Seth smiling and showing Hunter what all his toy could do. “You know, he’s the only kid besides your daughter that I actually like.” Dean says laughing.

“Yeah I know, you protect him like your own brother and it’s pretty cute.” Roman says laughing. “It’s not cute, it’s manly. Besides you protect him too.” Dean says. “Yeah but I’m not overly protective like you are.” Roman says still laughing. “Whatever you say Roman, whatever you say.” Dean says shooting him a bird.

I actually loved writing this! I hope I get to write more like this in the future.

Okay because Mina is the best and I’m so proud that she has 3K followers, I did a thing. 

Here’s my dumb interpretation of her percabeth Youtuber AU.


“In ten thousand years, no one’s even going to know about Youtube videos. I want to build something real, something that matters.” Annabeth’s voice was threatening to be drowned out by the raucous drone of the other attendees, all so excited that they get to spend a weekend with their favorite stars from the internet.

VIP pass strung around her neck, Canon camera in one hand, phone in the other - Annabeth was acutely aware of the time, and VidCon was running on schedule.

“You sure about that? Half a million of your subscribers might disagree with you.” Piper’s eyes were drawn upward at the sound of her name, and she smiled at the group of girls waving to her from the balcony above, simultaneously calling out their adoration. She had twice as many subscribers as Annabeth. After thanking them, she mumbled under her breath, “I will never get used to this.” Then she whipped around to add, “And what do you mean something that’s real? What we do isn’t real?”

“Well, no, it’s real. I mean, it doesn’t really have much permanence, right? It’s all just ones and zeroes.”

Piper froze in the middle of the packed aisle and put a hand on Annabeth’s shoulder. Her spectacular gaze seemed to pierce right through her very being. It was way different seeing it in person, rather than through a Skype call. “Please tell me you’re not quitting your channel. You’re so good. It would be a disservice to humanity.”

Annabeth laughed. “No! I’m not quitting! I’ve just been thinking about expanding, creating something bigger than myself.”

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@windycarnage has this really nice comic about Will being Nico’s pharmacist and, well. my mom is a pharmacist so this is like a “if i could make being a pharmacist less boring it would be this” sorta thing. 

sorta made nico a methadone patient. methadone pharmacies are way more interesting than regular pharmacies anyway. dunno if I should continue this but consider it an intro of sorts lmao. also set in Canada bc im canadian


Nico was pretty pissed that he was evicted. So pissed, in fact, that he almost wanted to key his (then ex) landlord’s car. To be honest, he just didn’t have the energy to do anything except look through the internet for any cheap apartments that someone with thousands in student loans could afford.

There weren’t really very many, but he managed one in Brantford (lucky him), and within the week, he’s moved out and into his (sorta) new apartment.

“You’re what? I’m being evicted? I’ve been paying my rent on time, mostly, and I haven’t damaged any appliances or disrupted anyone, so-”

“It’s not that, Mr. di Angelo, it’s just that I can’t have someone with your history in this apartment building, I’m very sorry.”

“What the fuck do you mean- ‘My History’ - what ‘history’ are you referring to, exactly?”

“You know exactly what I mean. You have two weeks to get out, no extensions. Again, very sorry.”

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First Date

Request: “Could you do a Barry Allen imagine were they’ve liked each other for a really long time and they’re going on their first date? But then Barry has been at the restaurant for like an hour but she doesn’t pick up when he tries to call her so he goes to check on her and finds her curled up on the couch with really really bad cramps and so he goes and gets cookie dough and snuggles her and they have their first kiss?” 

Ship: Barry Allen x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, cussing, cuddling, worry, etc.

Barry’s P.O.V

I watched her, pace back and forth across the lab. I couldn’t help but smirk at how adorable she was.. The way she furrowed her brows in concentration. The way she bit her lip and rested her chin on her head when she was in a deep thought. No matter how casual it was, she still took my breath away. And today would be the day, I finally ask her out. I stood up, placing my hands on each side of her arms. She paused, looking at me. I smirk, laughing a little. “You need to calm down. You’re pacing again.” She huffs, inquiring. “I am?” I nod. “Don’t get me wrong, I could watch you walk back and forth for the rest of my life, but I think you started putting burns on the floor.” She blushed, rubbing the back of her neck. 

I put my warm hands on her cold neck. “Hey why don’t we hang out sometime this weekend? Get away from all this drama.” When she smiled, my heart leaped out of its chest. She was absolutely breath taking. Her voice was full of light. “Yeah I would like that. What do you have in mind?” I take away my hands from her neck, immediately missing her touch. I shrugged. “Dinner?” Her eyes went wide. “Wait like a date?” I looked down, then back up smiling. “Yeah…like a date..” She nodded, walking out. As soon as she left I fist pumped the air, clicking my feet together. 

Originally posted by theamazingspiderman2de

Later that day, I texted (Y/n) the address and time of our date. I couldn’t stop pacing. Iris sat on the couch giggling. “What’s got your panties in a bunch?” I send her a glare, as I continue to pace. “I have a date this Saturday an-” Before I could finish, she jumped up from the couch. “YOU HAVE A DATE?! WITH WHOM!?” I blush, crimson. “(Y/n)..” She grins. “AWE!! That is so cute!! I totally ship it! But why are you pacing?” I roll my eyes. “Because I really like this girl.. I mean like REALLY like her.. And I don’t want to fuck it up.” I stop, rubbing my neck. She gets up, placing a hand on my shoulder. “Don’t worry. You’ll be fine. I’ll help you pull out an outfit.” I grinned. “Thanks.” She turned, looking at me. “Ya know, you shouldn’t be worried. She said yes to you because she loves your personality. All you do is need to be yourself.” I grin, nodding my head. 

That Saturday..

I pressed my hands down on my pants, straightening out the crevasses. I spray some deodorant on, wafting myself. When I walk out, Iris nods in approval. “You look great! Now don’t forget your wallet, phone and keys.” I roll my eyes, laughing. “Thanks mom.” She smacks my arm, playfully. I rub it, groaning dramatically. “Ouch!” She giggles. “Oh please, that wasn’t hard.” Before I leave, I turn around. “Should I get her flowers? Or chocolate? Or-” She put both her hands on my arms, stopping me. “Barry, you’ll be fine.” She pushed me out the door, shouting. “Go get’em tiger!” 

Originally posted by weliveonarainbow

I shake my head laughing. When I get in my car, I blast some inspirational music to get me going. I sing the lyrics and shimmy to the motion on the way there. When I finally arrive, my heart stops. You’ll be okay.. I tell myself. I waltz up to the door, grinning. “Hi, reservations for Barry Allen?” The little old lady returned with a gentle smile. “Barry Allen, party of two?” I nod, unable to stop myself from grinning. “Yeah! She’ll be here soon though. I just want to make everything perfect.” She giggles. “First date?” I rubbed my head as I followed her. “How’d you know?” She laughs. “Takes one to know one.” I nod. “I hope she likes it. This girl means the world to me.-” I stopped, blushing. “Sorry, I’m like gushing out my secrets to you. It must be boring.” She chuckled. “Darling, young love is so precious. It brightens my day actually. Here are your seats. And good luck.” 

I thank her before taking a seat. I tapped my foot on the ground, checking my watch every so often. Only 7:15. She must have gotten stuck in the traffic. She’ll be here. I play with my utensils. The fork and knife clash at each other. I mutter under my breath. “Ya! You will not get me today haha!” After a few seconds, I realize two kids are staring at me. I set the utensils down, smiling at them. Immediately, they look away, giggling. I then put my focus on my spoon. Lifting it up, I whisper. “I have a spoon.” Without thinking, I burst out laughing. It reminded me of a humorous YouTube video I’d seen recently. After what felt like ages, I check the time again; 7:55. It’s been almost an hour since when we were suppose to meet. 

Immediately, I bolt up from my seat and ran over to the kind lady. “Can you cancel my reservations.” Her brows furrowed. “Is everything okay dear?” I shrug. “I don’t know, she didn’t show up. It’s not like her.” She smiled. “Go get her. I’ll take care of the reservations.” I grinned, thanking her before running out the door. I called Caitlyn. “Hey Caitlyn, do you know where (Y/n) is?” She inquired. “I thought she was on her date with you?” I shook my head. “It’s been an hour and she didn’t show up. I’m worried. It’s not like her. Can you track her phone?” I heard the sound of clicking before I could finish. “Already on it. I’ll call you when I find out.” I nod. “Okay thanks.” 

I jogged down the street, at a normal human pace. My mind fuzzy and worried. I stopped at the walkway, checking my phone again. As soon as I pulled it out, Caitlyn’s contact showed up on my screen. “She’s at her house.” I let out a deep breath. “Thanks Caitlyn.” I shove my phone into my pocket before sneaking off to an abandon ally. After making sure the coast was clear, I bolted over to her house. My heart seemed to be in my throat instead of my chest. It was beating more than I thought humanly possible. When I arrived, I slammed my fist on the door. It was quiet, too quiet. I turned the doorknob; opening it with ease. My brows furrow, as I scanned the room. The tension left when I laid eyes on (Y/n). 

She was curled up awkwardly on the couch. Clearing my throat, I asked. “I hope I wasn’t too much of a bore for you to skip out on me for Netflix.” She turned her head, jumping slightly. At this action, she clutched her stomach, groaning. Immediately, I sat next to her. Concern washing over my features. She croaked. “I would never skip out on a date with you.” My heart fluttered, brows furrowing. She tried sitting up, just to crumble to her same position. “I- umm..I have really bad cramps. Like I’ve never had them this bad before. And I couldn’t text you because I left my phone on the counter.. And I can’t get up..I’m sor-” Before she could finish, I shushed her. “Hey hey hey, you have nothing to be sorry for. The human body has a lot of control over you. It’s okay.” 

She smiled and then grimaced. My brows furrowed. “Is there anything you need? The date is still up for grabs? I could get some food and we could cuddle up on the couch?” She grinned, blushing. “Cuddle?” My eyes widened, cheeks flushing. “Cuddle? What?! No? We don’t have to cuddle?-” She shushed me, laughing. “Barry, I was just kidding. I would love to cuddle with you.” I grinned. “Is there anything you want me to get?” I say, standing up. She muttered, loud enough for me to hear. “I like cookie dough.” I grinned. “Coming right up!” I bolt out of her house, buying the largest tupper ware of cookie dough I could find. When I came back, I grabbed two spoons from her drawer and plop down next to her. She takes the giant container, grinning. My brows furrow. “You look really uncomfortable.” She shrugs. “My pillow fell and I can’t move.” 

I blushed. “Want me to be your pillow?” Her cheeks turned crimson, laughing. “That was really cheesy.” I shrugged. “But it worked didn’t it?” She shakes her head. I get up, lifting her top form up so I can shimmy in. When she rests her head on my chest, my heart beat quickens. We switch on the TV, browsing for a little while until we stumble upon Star Trek. She grins, looking up at me. Her gorgeous eyes made my heart stop. She turns her face towards mine. “You okay?” I look down, giving a short laugh. “I’m just the luckiest person alive.” Her brows furrow. “What do you mean?” I grin. “I’m on a date with the most beautiful woman in the world.” She looks down, shaking her head. “I’m not-” I stop her, before she could finish. “You are. You are absolutely stunning. Every time I look at you, I swear I forget how to breathe.”

I place my palm on her cheek. “You are beautiful. Never ever doubt that.” I look down and then back up. “And if you ever need a reminder, I’m more than willing to inform you.” She looked like she was on the edge of tears. “What?” I ask her, rubbing my thumb over her cheek. She giggles, launching herself forward. Our lips collide for the first time. All of the little feelings I had before multiplied. We moved in a passionate and glorious motion. I knew at this moment, there was nobody else I wanted to kiss more than her. 

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When she let go, she rested her head against mine. Our breaths seemed to fall in time. A few seconds later, we both burst out laughing. “That was amazing. Not bad Barry Allen.” I shrugged casually. “Nothing to it.” Her brows shot up. “Oh okay.” She snuggled her head on my chest. We soon fell into a deep and amazing slumber. 

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