after all he was in the room

Scumbag Aunt ripped off my Grandma for years, I put my nose in her business and had the IRS financially ruin her.

This is going to be long, so TL; DR; Aunt screwed over my Grandma for years, I put my nose in her business, got parents wise on the fraud and eventually reported her to the IRS. The long dick of the IRS bankrupted her and her husband and now they are destitute and too old to work. 

This happened about 5 years ago. My Grandma was getting old, late 80s/early 90s. She had one wish, to not die in a senior home. Easily done as my Grandpa sold some assets way back when, then invested the money and let it ride for 30+ years; he never touched it and collected a pension.

Way back when my Grandpa died, (about 10 years before this), my Grandma appointed my dad, this shitty aunt and my uncle as the Trustees of the trust. Basically the trusted advisors for her and her care for the foreseeable future. All was well in the beginning, then my dad (Willy) moved further away and couldn’t take care of the day to day upkeep as the Trustee and to see that my grandma was ok. My aunt (Rebecca) told her that she and my uncle (Fred, who lived in Arizona) could take over and all would be fine. It was fine for a while.

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compliments part 2 - zach dempsey

requested: yes

word count: 2.216

warnings: none besides fluff i think

plot: zach decides to (nervously) confront you after finding out you’re the one slipping compliments in his bag

a/n: i Cannot believe a 2nd part was requested i cant believe you guys enjoyed the first part and sent me messages!! i wasn’t planning on writing this but here she is since y’all are cute as heck

Originally posted by veronicsalodge

Thursday night found Zach Dempsey sprawled on his bed.

A week worth of complimentary notes was at the foot of the bed. Some were folded, some all the way open but none of them were in their original, pristine state. They were crumpled, thing that probably happened whenever the boy stuffed them in his pockets.

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Feel Good, Baby?

A Shawn Mendes one shot.

A/N: Shower sex. Yep. Fluffy ending :))


“Shit. No, go back to sleep babe.” In a daze, I heard Shawn’s voice after having been pulled from sleep by the sound of a guitar falling onto carpet, the strings singing softly. I squinted against the morning sun as I propped myself up on my forearms to see Shawn in his boxers, holding a guitar and looking at my guiltily.

“Is your guitar okay?” I asked sleepily. Shawn did a quick once over of his guitar before turning to me again. 

 "Why is your first instinct to worry about my guitar? We spend too much time together. It’s ok, baby, go back to sleep.“ Shawn whispered, setting the guitar against the wall and running a hand through his hair. His movements were jittery and nervous, making me sit up further in concern. 

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Second Chances (Zach Dempsey X Reader X Jeff Atkins)

- You and Zach had gotten into an argument, later on he ended up cheating on you. Jeff helped you through the breakup which led to you getting feelings for him, but still having feelings for Zach.
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You and Zach had been dating for a little over a year now, but you guys kept getting distant by the day. The reason for that was because you guys had gotten into a huge argument about a week ago.

He said that you would always flirt with other guys and he called you horrible names like slut and whore. Which led to you slapping him. Although you didn’t break up with him and he didn’t break up with you, you didn’t know what the situation was at this point.

You hated being distant with him, you guys used to be so close. You went to his house, you needed to fix this you just couldn’t take it anymore. You got to his house and you knew his parents weren’t home so you took out the spare key he gave you. You walked in and like you expected everything was quiet except you heard people talking upstairs, you could hear Zachs voice. You stopped in front of his door. You then heard a females voice. The door swung open, you just stared at the girl wide eyed, she was beautiful but you’ve never seen her before.

“Y/N what are you doing here?!” Zach said while quickly putting on a shirt. You noticed a hickey on his neck and one on hers as well. Tears filled your eyes and you just ran out the door. He chased after you calling your name but you ignored him. He grabbed your wrist.

“Let go of me!” You yelled at him. You could see a hint of sadness in his eyes but soon that left.

“Fuck you Dempsey, I knew something was up, you were acting more distant and seemed like you didn’t have an interest in me anymore.” You said. He scoffed,

“I loved you so much up until you started flirting with all the guys especially Jeff! Then you became a slut!” He yelled back at you. You and Jeff had been best friends forever, but Zach always thought you two had a thing.

“I never flirted with any of them Zach, because I was yours! I would never do such a thing!” You yelled back tears streaming down your cheeks.

“But now I’m not so goodbye.” You said walking away, he didn’t chase after you this time.

You got home ran to your room and texted Jeff to come over with your favorite snacks and movies. He said he’ll be there in 5.

Jeff arrived and he walked in like always and opened your rooms door to see you crying. He rushed to you.

“What’s wron—” you didn’t let him finish his sentence you just hugged him.

“He cheated on me.” You said in between sobs. You noticed his fist clench.

“That fucking asshole!” He hugged you even tighter. Jeff wanted so badly to go and beat him up but he didn’t want to leave you alone. For a couple of weeks that’s all you guys did. You dreaded school but luckily you rarely saw Zach and Jeff was always with you.

As you and Jeff were laying down watching movies one day he just randomly stated,

“Prom is tonight we should go you need to get out of this room, love.” Jeff said you shook your head.

“No I look horrible and Zach is gonna be there.” You said.

“You look beautiful, he’s gonna see how great you’re doing without him so c'mon let’s gooooo.” Jeff said while picking you up. You squealed while telling him to put you down.

“I’ll put you down if you promise to go.” He said while smiling. You sighed.

“Ugh fine I’ll go now put me down Atkins.” He threw you to your bed.

“Okay great I’ll go back to my house to get ready I’ll pick you up in the evening.” He said, you just agreed and smiled.

He soon left and you decided that you should shower, you already had your prom dress seeing as you were going to go to prom with Zach before the incident. It was a beautiful long dress, which was a nice shade of baby pink. People always told you that color went with your skin.

You showered got dressed and did your makeup. You actually looked decent and not dead. The doorbell rang and you walked down the stairs where your parents had already let Jeff in. Your mom gasped which made everyone follow her gaze. They all looked at you and Jeff was the first to speak up.

“You look so beautiful.” He said. Your parents agreed and your mom took out her camera. She took like 100 photos of you guys and you found it quite funny. Once she was done with her little photo shoot you and Jeff walked toward his car, you were about to open the door when he opened it first.

“I always open the door for you princess.” He said you got in and buckled up. The drive just consisted of you guys singing songs that were playing on the radio.

You guys arrived and you and Jeff linked elbows before walking in. You got some compliments from people telling you that you look beautiful, you thanked them and complimented them as well. Clay walked towards you guys and greeted you and Jeff.

“Y/N, you look absolutely stunning.” Clay said to you.

“Damn right she does!” Jeff said eying you up and down. You just giggled and thanked them. From the corner of your eye you can feel someone staring at you. You turned to see who it was and it was the boy who broke your heart into a million pieces. You still missed him but he broke you. But you wanted so badly to connect your lips to his.

“Wanna dance?” Jeff asked looking at you. You nodded and tried figuring out what song was playing. You smiled once you remembered it, Jeff would always sing this song to you. As you guys were dancing you could hear Jeff whispering the lyrics into your ear. (The song is You’re always loved by Golden)

“I will never hurt you, no.
I will never desert you.
There’s a lot of girls in this world
Though they have nothing on you.” He sang, his voice barely audible. You smiled, this song brought back so many memories.

“I will be there… I’ll be there…
When the words just come out wrong, And you’re sick of the love songs. I will be there… I’ll be there…
When your strength is now all gone, And you need someone to lean on. Even when you stop loving yourself, I’ll be there to help.
And when you’re giving up,
Just know you’re always loved.” These lyrics were so true, Jeff was always there for you when Zach did something wrong. Jeff would never hurt you, which is why you had kinda sorta started falling for him.

The song finished and you and Jeff just smiled at each other.

“Let’s go show Zach how much better you’re doing without him.” He smirked. You laughed and agreed. You two stayed on the dance floor laughing like crazy and dancing like weirdos. Soon you two calmed down and you were quiet thirsty so you went to go get a drink. Zach was there as well, you ignored the fact that he was there and grabbed your drinks.

“You look beautiful.” Zach said, gosh you missed him so much. You just wanted to kiss him but you had to play it off as if you were doing just fine so you just looked at him and rolled your eyes.

“Can we talk outside.” Zach said, he looked so sad. You agreed knowing you were going to regret this. You two got outside and he spoke first,

“You look stunning.” He said while looking at you.

“Thanks, it’s the best I’ve looked these past days. It was Jeff’s idea to go out so I had to look my best.” You said.

“So you’re dating him now?” He asked, sadness in his voice.

“No he’s still my best friend.” You said, although you had started getting feelings for him, but you still had feeling for Zach. Zach’s eyes filled with hope.

“So what did you want to talk about?” You asked, it felt awkward and maybe Jeff was looking for you back inside.

“Can you give me a second chance?” Zach asked.
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I feel like doing a part two but idk if people even liked this. If you did make sure to let me know if you want a part two and if you want her to say yes or no to Zach!

Fuck the Devil Out of Me

Characters: AJ Styles x OFC

Warnings: NSFW, sexual content, rough sex, anal sex, rough oral sex, orgasm denial, consensual choking, consensual name-calling, spanking, daddy kink

Summary: For months they had travelled together, and the sexual tension was getting unbearable. She knew he wanted it - and she knew just how to convince him…

for ma boyz @llowkeys @livingthestrongstyle @alexahood21 @wrestlingbabe @the-geekgoddes @bizclizbaybay @that-lolachick @lolabradbury @vebner37@reigns420  @ashleyvc88 @crowleysqueenofhell @toosweetme @iwannadiehere @devittslegos @mox-midget

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Imagine being Lucifers soulmate

Word count: 2186

Request by: anon - Hi! I was wondering if I could request a Lucifer x reader where Chuck is like “yeah Lucifer has a soulmate duh” so Sam, Dean, Cas, Lucifer, and Chuck all go to find them (Sam and Dean ready for her to be all evil) but they’re super intelligent and sweet? Thank you!! 

A/N: Thanks for the request <3

No one’s POV

Sam, Dean, Cas and Chuck were all sat silently in the room thinking of ways in which they could make Lucifer less angry at everything which reduces the risk of him throwing one of his ‘tantrums’ and destroying his brothers and humanity.

“I guess we could find his soulmate,” Chuck spoke out loud breaking the silence causing both Sam and Dean’s heads to shoot up and stare in Chuck’s direction.

“That’s a possibility,” Castiel replied to his father before continuing to look down at the lore book in his hands.

Both Sam and Dean just continued to stare at them in shock. The Lucifer, the very fallen angel which wanted to destroy humanity, had a soulmate, a human soulmate. A long period of silence followed as they were both too frozen to say anything.

“Wait what? Lucifer has a soulmate,” Dean spoke breaking the silence asking the question both him and Sam wanted to ask.

“Yeah Lucifer has a soulmate, duh,” Chuck laughed as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, “I made every angel have a soulmate.”

“Could you take us and Lucifer to her?” Sam asked Chuck steadily and Dean looked at him as if he had just said the most stupid and crazy thing in the world.

“Of course I can,” Chuck replied looking over the small group of people within the room, “It’s just getting Lucifer out of his room and agreeing to the plan that’s going to be the hard part, I don’t think he even knows himself that he has a mate.”

Everyone’s heads drifted to Dean silently, as a group, picking him to be the one to speak to the angry archangel only a few rooms down from them.

“Well I’m not going in there alone with no defence against a moody archangel.” Dean spoke matter-of-factly.

“Who are you calling moody?” A smooth voice called out causing everyone’s heads to shoot over to where the sound came from.

There stood Lucifer leaned against the doorframe with a smug expression covering his face, it was the first time anyone had seen him come out of his designated room almost as if he could sense that the others were talking about him.

“Lucifer, come sit,” Chuck spoke causing Lucifer to pull a face which resembled disgust.

“I’m fine here,” he replied. Lucifer still wasn’t back to being 100% father and son with God (in fact he acted like a teenager) but they seemed to be better than they were when he first got out of the cage and being moody constantly was better to Chuck than his son not talking to him at all.

“Well, what do you all want, I could hear you all thinking my name from my room,” Lucifer spoke into the silent room taking notice of the shocked expressions on the Winchester’s face’s when looking at him.

“Father decided it would be best if took you to see your soulmate.” Castiel informed Lucifer.

Shock was evident on Lucifer’s face for a split moment in time before it returned expressionless to try and hide the emotions he was feeling; it was clear to everyone in the room that he didn’t know he had a soulmate.

“Well, let’s go do that then,” Lucifer spoke calmly yet inside he knew he was excited. After the fall and spending so long in the cage, he had begun to think that his father had not created him a soulmate and was pleasantly surprised to find out that he still had the ability to feel love like his brothers and sisters, “It’s slightly better than doing nothing in my room all day,” he added not wanting anyone in the room to acknowledge his happiness, he still had the reputation of ‘the devil’ to hold.

“That was easier than expected,” mumbled Chuck to both Dean and Sam with a chuckle before raising his hand and clicking sending them all to meet Lucifer’s soulmate.

Your POV

Sighing to yourself, you collapsed onto the sofa, your favourite book in your hand ready to read the night away. The day had been so busy and you hadn’t had a second to relax so you had decided to spend the rest of the night just relaxing, listening to your favourite band and reading. That was until you heard a knocking at the door.

Thinking it was just some hunters coming to you for information you decided to ignore the knocking at the door and continue reading, trying your hardest to relax. They could go to someone else for help, it’s been too long of a day.

The knocking continued so you sighed placing the book down and made your way to the persistent person knocking at your door so late at night.

Shock was evident on your face when you opened the door to 5 men staring at you, two looking slightly scared making you confused as to why they could be here. You slightly backed away from the door in case they were demons (which you doubted highly due to the friendship you had with Crowley, although they could be rouge demons) or any other monster which could have found out you were helping hunters.

Even though you were nervous, your eyes couldn’t help but drift over to the man with blonde hair you just wanted to wrap your hands in and gorgeous blue eyes that you could stare in for eternity, your eyes continued to roam over his body, as did his with yours. You quickly diverted your eyes away from him in case he noticed you checking him out.

“How can I help you lovely men?” you smiled slightly looking at them as a whole.

“We was wondering if we could speak with Y/N,” the guy in the trench coat asked.

“That would be me, please, come in,” you replied, a smile not leaving your face, you nervously watched as they all stepped onto and over the welcome mat which contained a hidden devils trap under it. Your worry slightly lifted when you saw that none of them had gotten stuck. We are demon free, I repeat, demon free you thought to yourself as the men followed you into the kitchen.

“Anybody want a cuppa?” you asked happy that you weren’t in danger, if you were they probably would have tried to attack you by now but you were still cautious just in case.

A chorus of ‘no thank you’s’ was your reply apart from the blonde headed man replying ‘please’ causing all of the other men to look at him as if he had grown another head.

“S-Sure thing,” you cursed yourself for stuttering when talking to him and you felt your cheeks begin to heat up.

You hummed a cheery tune as you quickly spun around and popped the kettle on before making a drink for the both of you. As you handed the mysteriously hot man his drink your fingers collided for a moment and everything felt right like nothing else mattered in that short moment of time but you and him, sparks of electricity running up your arm. Looking up into the man’s crystal blue eyes, you searched for any sign that he had felt the same as you but all you saw was his expressionless face. Quickly, you grabbed onto your drink before sitting down and inviting everybody else to do so.

“So, what is it you guy’s wanted,” you smiled taking a sip of your drink. You had always been a cheerful person, from a very young age up until now and you had always believed that there was too much negativity within the world that you couldn’t possibly contribute to that, so you tried to spread as much joy as possible. It was one of the reasons you started helping hunters with their boring lore work. Lucifer realised that and admired you for it.

“Well, I guess we should introduce ourselves first, shouldn’t we?” the tall long haired man said nudging the person next to him who continued to stare at you like you was some sort of myth or legend.

“Wha- oh yes. Introductions. I’m Dean, that’s…” he paused for a second whilst pointing in the blonde man’s direction, “…Nick?” he said as more of a question, “Chuck, Cas, and this is my little brother Sam.”

It was now your turn to have shock overcome your face. Did you hear them right? Sam and Dean Winchester was in your house, in front of you with the infamous Castiel you had heard so much about. What the heck would they want with you?

“Winchester brothers?” You asked out quietly, surprised that a voice even managed to come out of your mouth.

“Yeah… That’s us, how’d you know?” Sam asked slightly creeped out that you knew who they were.

“Oh come on, every hunter knows about you two,” you stated.

Silence overcame the room as the men processed what you had just said, the only person to show any form of emotion was Nick, a large, proud smirk across his face at the fact you were a hunter.

“Well then, since you know about the supernatural, we can properly introduce ourselves,” Chuck spoke motioning to him and Nick, “I’m God, but I prefer Chuck.”

“Pleasure to meet you Chuck!” You spoke happily sticking out your hand for him to shake, surprising yourself that you didn’t react massively to the fact he had just told you he was the God. He chuckled taking your hand in his, your infectious smile crawling its way onto his face. Everybody then looked in Nicks direction, you saw him nervously fiddling with his hands.

“I, uh, I’m,” he stuttered, a hand reaching to stroke the back of his neck to calm him down as he debated whether or not he should tell you the truth, “I’m Lucifer.”

You smiled and wrapped your arms around him, for some reason it just felt right and both you and Lucifer knew it. He sighed into the hug relaxing instantly when you didn’t freak out over who he was

“Well it’s a pleasure to meet you too Lucifer,” you said into the hug before pulling away from him seeing a smile on his face. The rest of the group seemed shocked at his display of emotion yet Lucifer decided to ignore them and keep smiling at you.

“So,” you spoke suddenly clapping your hands together and reluctantly turning away from Lucifer, “What brings the Winchesters, God and the angels to these neck of the woods.”

Lucifer’s metaphorical heart stopped for a moment when you acknowledged him as an angel, he didn’t think he could possibly fall in love with something as quickly as he was with you.

“You understand the concept of soulmates correct?” Castiel spoke up and you looked over in Lucifer’s direction knowing where the conversation seemed to be heading.

“I do,” you answered Castiel but not taking your eyes off of Lucifer and him not taking his eyes off of you.

“Well, we found out that you are the soulmate of-“

“Lucifer,” you spoke cutting Castiel off. It definitely was the only explanation for the strong attraction you were having for him, it felt as if you had known each other for all eternity.

“Yes, Lucifer is your mate,” Castiel confirmed.

You felt as Lucifer’s hand slid down into yours, fingers locking together causing a grin to appear on both your face and Lucifer’s.

“Okay let’s leave them to it then,” Chuck said shoving the rest of the boys out of the room and throwing a wink at you. Sam and Dean still continued to show shocked expressions at your kindness towards everyone as they were pushed by God out of the room to leave you and Lucifer some privacy to talk.

“Y/N,” Lucifer turned to you and placed a hand on your cheek the other still locked between your fingers, “I know we have only just met, but it feels as if I have been in love with you for eternity.”

“Me too Luci,” you confirmed slightly blushing and ducking your head at the way in which stared lustfully at you.

His hand drifted down to under your chin as he lifted your head to make you look at him. Your eyes locked with his ocean blue ones and it felt as if he was staring directly into your soul. Slowly, with his hand still on your chin, Lucifer leaned down hovering his lips over yours momentarily as your foreheads touched due to how close you were before locking his lips with yours. As cliché as it sounds, you felt butterflies erupt in your stomach when your hand reached up and gripped into his blonde hair. His gentle hand snaked its way around your waist and pulled you closer to his chest as he deepened the kiss. In this moment, wrapped in your soulmate’s arms, feeling the best you had in a while, you knew that you was truly in love as was Lucifer and that he was going to do everything in his power to protect you.

Be with me (a fluffy one shot)

(Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes)

So, this is new… I didn’t think I’d ever write anything even remotely close to M/M fanfic, ever. But here we are!

I know this will not be everyone’s cup of tea, a lot of you are here for the female Oc’s/Reader stories that I’ve always written these past years. And I totally understand that.
But I’ve always written what inspires me, and right now that’s Stucky.

Story: The idea came to me when I heard the song Dancing on my own by Callum Scott, and it made me think of Bucky watching Steve dance with a girl and feeling all sad/jealous about it.

No warnings, this is just Angst and Fluff. 

But I guess Stucky is a warning in itself, if M/M is not your thing don’t read this one. If you want to try it, like I did (very hesitantly) a few months ago then I thank you.

I want to explore the best of both world and write Steve/Bucky/Reader too in the future, but for now these two are all that’s in my head.

Leave me feedback, be gentle, this is my first time, in a way ;)


Be with me

“Somebody said you got a new friend
Does she love you better than I can?
And there’s a big black sky over my town
I know where you’re at, I bet she’s around”

Her hair was long and curly, dancing on her shoulders as she moved gracefully to the music. Her smile was warm and loving, perfect teeth and sparkly blue eyes that lit up with her smile. Her arms hung loosely around his neck, fingers playing with his hair as they danced. 

Bucky hid behind a small group while he watched them.

They were dancing, slow and close. Too close. She leaned her forehead against his, blocking his face from Bucky’s view but he knew it was him. He’d recognize him in any crowd anywhere.
He swayed along with her to the music, Bucky watched as his strong arms wrapped around her waist and his fingers gently caressed her lower back. When they turned Bucky could see the happy smile on his face and the way he kept his eyes locked with hers. 

He looked happy, as if nothing else on this earth mattered to him except her and this moment they shared. Bucky felt like someone had just punched him in the gut.

“And yeah, I know it’s stupid
But I just gotta see it for myself
I’m in the corner, watching you kiss her,
I’m right over here, why can’t you see me?”

Bucky took another long sip from his bottle, he wasn’t sure how many drinks he’d had but the alcohol was finally starting to numb his senses.
About damn time.

They were kissing now, Bucky’s stomach was turning and he was starting to feel physically sick. He couldn’t stand to be in this place one second longer. The loud base of the music and the other people dancing way too close to him suddenly put him on edge. When one of the girls started dancing up against him he shoved her aside a little too roughly.

‘Hey, watch it asshole!’ she gave him an angry push back.

’I’m sorry,’ Bucky muttered but she had already turned away from him and didn’t hear his apology.

He needed to get out. Now.

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Parallel Lines (Chris x MC)

Summary: You and Chris - passion brought you together, passion broke you apart, and seven years after graduation, passion led you to each other again, perhaps as fate’s way of closure.

Author’s note: This is my entry for #ChoicesCreates with the prompt “Passion led us here.” @pb-boeboe (Rating: T)


Parallel Lines (Chris x MC)

“Christopher Powell. Please proceed to Gate 32. Last call for Christopher Powell.”

You quickly put down the book you were reading. Chris?, you ask yourself, eyes darting side to side, searching for the way to Gate 32. It’s been seven years since college graduation. That means seven years since you last saw Chris.

Chris. Your college sweetheart. Your on-again, off-again Hartfeld boyfriend.

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anonymous asked:

After a long day McCree and Hanzo just sit back and relax in one of their rooms and McCree takes off his prosthetic and is all like "If you want you can take your legs off. I won't stare or anything like that." And he just looked over to Hanzo to see him taking off his leg gloves and reveals that he has real legs and Hanzo just stares at McCree like "What?"

this…. this is beautiful.  canon.

holding a heart here in my hand (jyn/cassian, rogue one, explicit, 1.6k)

Jyn kisses Cassian for the first time when she thinks they’re about to die. But then, they don’t die.

There’s a moment, after she’s led them into her room and the door’s closed behind her, when it’s silent—all she can hear is the thump of her own heart against her ribs. She drops his wrist.

Then she pushes herself to the balls of her feet, slides her hands into his hair, and kisses him.

He gasps beneath her, stumbling back a few steps. But his hands fly up to her shoulders, to her cheeks, and she can’t help but press further, kiss deeper, push and push until his back is up against the wall.

“Jyn.” It’s a mumble, a breath. She doesn’t let up long enough to allow for more than that. Her skin is scorched where it touches his; she bites his lip, and her whole body hums to life.

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this is for my girl @ladytharen who gave very sweet and sage advice this week while I whined about was dealing with a bunch of stressful stuff <333

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I'm sorry if this comes through twice (tumblr is acting really dumb recently...) but I was rereading UMFB again, and I got to ch10 and for the first time it occurred to me that when Yuuri tells Viktor his room is 'occupied' after the GPF he doesn't specify with who... and it's making me wonder if Viktor thinks one of his 'other lovers' is staying with him... and basically my heart broke all over again just thinking about that as a possibility :( :( :(

You’ll just have to wait and see of what Viktor thinks of that line ;)


Prompt 8 “Forget it! You fucking suck.” 
Note ~ Another long one! I wrote this in about an hour (which, for this length, is good for me) and it’s probably my new favourite! I need to write some more pregnancy / Dad Mendes stuff :D 

Shawn had gone too far this time. I can deal with him hiding things at the back of tall cupboards so I can’t find them. I can deal with him putting things on the top shelf so it’s hard for me to reach them. But putting the damn peanut butter on top of the frickin’ cupboard? That’s just low.

And it’s not like I’m even that small. I’m five-six! All I needed to do was stand on a chair or breakfast stool and I should be able to reach it fine. But with a six-month human still growing inside of me, I didn’t want to risk my clumsy ass falling over.

“Shawn!” I called out to him again, although he probably couldn’t hear me. He has been locked away in his study all week writing music, only coming out now-and-again for food or a few hours of sleep. And while I admire his passion for music and how invested he gets, I’ve missed him way too much.

Fed up and too lazy to run up the stairs, I was about to grab my phone and ring him when he came padding into the room. For the first time in a few days he looked somewhat alive. His hair was damp, small droplets of water falling down his red and freshly washed face, and he’d finally changed out of his three-day-old joggers and hoodie, swapping them for his usual black jeans and grey shirt.

“Good morning.” He smiled cheerfully, giving me a quick kiss on the lips before reaching behind me to grab a mug off the draining board.

“It’s three in the afternoon.” I told him but he just shushed. Arms crossed along my chest, I watched as he prepared his coffee, mentally telling him off when he didn’t close the fridge. I guess he wasn’t fully out of music writing mode yet.

“Anyway, you called?” He asked over the sounds of the coffee machine. His back was still turned to me, so he didn’t see the pure annoyance on my face when I forcefully closed the fridge door.

“Why did you put the peanut butter in such an awkward place?” The question came out more as a whine, which I hated. I didn’t mean to seem so pissy, but the mix of pregnancy hormones, and feeling extremely needy, and the strong cravings for the sweet crunchiness of peanutty buttery goodness was getting to me.

“I put it up there so you can’t get to it.” Shawn turned to face me, coffee in hand, and I knew from the smile on his face that he was trying not to laugh at me.

“No shit Sherlock!” I all but yelled, throwing my arms in the air in frustration. Letting go of a low chuckle, Shawn placed his mug on the counter before wrapping his arms carefully around my waist. His hands found my pathetic excuse for a baby bump, “Can you just get it down for me, please?”

“Baby, you’ve already got through three pots this week. Do you really need another one?” Okay, I see how it is, the man ignores me for a week, but he still has the audacity to question the amount of fat I’ve been consuming!

“Yes! All I want to do if cuddle and watch a movie while eating an apple covered in peanut butter. Is that too much to ask?”

In the five seconds he didn’t reply, my hormone-driven frustration reached an all-time high and I sort of just exploded.

“You know what, forget it! You fucking suck.” I knew I was being overly dramatic, but that didn’t stop me for wiggling out of Shawn’s grip and stomping out the room. And I’m pretty sure he called after me, but I was already half way up the stairs before he could do anything.

Flopping onto the bed, I sluggishly pulled the covers up to my chin as a few frustrated tears soaked into the pillow. This was stupid, I was being stupid. Of course I didn’t mean to blow up on him like that, and I should go back downstairs and apologise. But my body felt too heavy to move and my eyes must have closed for a while because when I opened them again Shawn was stood next to the bed.

“Move over.” I did what he asked, moving along the bed until my back hit the wall. Shawn plopped himself next to me with a soft grunt which made me giggle.

I instinctively shuffled as close to him as possible. He didn’t seem to mind as he raised his arm, allowing my head to fall onto his chest, my front firmly pressing into his side.

“I’m sorry I yelled at you.” I mumbled into the soft material of his shirt, a smile creeping onto my face at the feeling of his warm lips on my forehead.

“It’s okay. Anyway, you look cute when your angry.” He teased. Before I could say anything, he reached over to the bedside table and grabbed a plate I didn’t even notice was there. My smile grew when I noticed what was on it.

“I also made you some of that celery, peanut butter, raisin thing you like.” I was already snatching the plate from his hand, shoving a piece of apple and peanut butter into my mouth, a content sigh escaping as the juicy sweetness exploded on my tongue.

“God, I love you.” Shawn laughed, wiping away the peanut butter that didn’t quite make it into my mouth.

“Even when I get pissed off at stupid things?” I joked.

“Especially when you get pissed off over stupid things.” He replied happily as he leaned down, leaving a soft kiss on my lips, “Now, what film do you want to watch?”

Daddy's Got This

This will probably be the last Roman fluff piece. Maybe. Don’t quote me 😂😂 Enjoy!


Roman followed his wife to the front door carrying their six month old baby girl, Haleigh, while their four year old, Koda walked alongside him. Usually when Roman had time off his wife stayed home so they could spend time together but this time she had gotten called into her bakery with a cake emergency.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to take the kids to my mom?”

“Tell your mama we got this, Koda.” Roman looked from the young boy to his wife smiling.

She threw her hands up in surrender before grabbing her car keys from the hook. Roman watched her bend down to hug and kiss Koda then kiss Haleigh’s forehead and cheek. He puckered his lips preparing to get his kiss instead he felt her finger against his lips.

“Before that,” she started, “Make sure you feed Hae seven ounces every three hours and use the A&D ointment every time you change her. Please don’t give her a lollipop like last time, she doesn’t need any sweets.” He chuckled watching his beautiful wife go on and on like this was his first time caring for any of their kids. It was memorizing to him to see how the sun peeking through the small windows by their front door shined upon her caramel skin. “No matter what Koda says he is to take a nap, a real nap longer than thirty minutes. He can have snacks but please don’t over do it,” she stressed eyeing them both, “Make sure he does at least an hour with his leapfrog tablet. No soda, tea or orange juice.”

Roman pulled her to him with his free hand and place a kiss on her forehead. “Aight, babe. We’ve got it,” He laughed lightly, “Go on and handle your business, Daddy’s got this.”

“I’m going, I’m going, Ro. Please don’t mess up my house and no cursing around them. I’ll be home no later than six.”

Roman and the kids stood in the doorway watching her pull out the driveway.

“Okay so how about we go change your sister then we can do whatever you want. Sound good, bud?” Roman grabbed his son’s hand bringing him up the stairs alongside him. Koda was quiet until they got to his sister’s room.

“Aight, princess. Let’s get this off you,” Roman cooed to his babygirl. Haleigh gave her daddy a toothless smile. She had no idea what he was saying all she knew is that he had smiled and used the tone she liked.

Koda climbed into the chair beside the changing table and watched Roman undo his sister’s onesie. “Call of Duty, dad?”

“Pass me the wipes, bud.” Roman could have gotten them himself but he needed to stall. His wife didn’t want Koda paying such violent games at all. She didn’t want him exposed to it but Roman thought otherwise. He figured that violence and explosions were things that every male needed.

Koda did what was asked of him and waited for an answer. “Dad, can we?”

“You know your mama doesn’t want you playin’ games like that,” He sighed applying the ointment to his babygirl.

“I won’t tell. Please, dad, please.”

“I dunno, Koda. You know she knows everything.”

Koda silently watched Roman put a new diaper on Haleigh and redress her. He never got to play fighting and shooting games with his dad, barely got to watch him play. He would always sneak into Roman’s man cave when he played with his uncles but as always his mama caught him, popped him and sent him back to his cartoons in the living room or to his play room.

Even when he stayed up late with his dad, his mama made sure they knew what they could and couldn’t do.

“I thought you said you’re alpha, dad. Mama’s Luna but alpha is in charge.”

Roman couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His son was trying to punk him. And what was worse was it was working. He lifted his babygirl up, kissing her nose before settling her against his chest.

“I am the alpha and I am in charge. But Luna, your mama, gets a say too.” Roman explained tossing the diaper out then beckoned for his young son to follow him.

“But you said what Alpha says goes,” Koda argued as they descended the stairs, “Mama say that to me that too.”

“And that’s true bu-,” Roman started before getting cut off.

“So I can play wif you if you say so, dad.”

“Fuck,” Roman mumbled before he could catch himself. He looked over to Koda taking notice in the smile on his face. “Don’t tell your mama I said that and don’t repeat it.”

“I won’t, dad. You let me play wif you now,” Koda asked giving his best puppy dog face.

A hard sigh passed his lips. “Go on while I get your sister’s blanket.” He couldn’t believe his four year old had punked him.


“Got his ass,” Roman yelled out making his kids laugh.

“Aahhh Yessir!” Koda added using his father’s adlib.

“You see that, princess?” Roman asked Haleigh, who was smiling and sucking on a blow pop. “Any boys mess with you and I’ll shoot them in the peepee too. Pew, pew!”

“Daddy, look! It’s another one!” Koda bounced around in front of the television holding his controller. He bounced from excitement and from all the sweets he had been allowed to have.

“Don’t worry, bud. Your old man’s got this.”

“Fuck! Get ‘em, dad! Blow his ass back to hell! Get eeeeeeem!”

Roman made his kill despite his uncontrollable laughter. He knew if his wife had heard their son she would whoop both of their asses.

“Who’s the guy? It’s your old man! Ain’t that right, Koda?”

“Hell yeah, dad!”

Roman and Koda both went to high five each other after Roman had gotten the final kill of the match. However, a voice that they hadn’t thought about in hours stopped them.

“Koda Makai Reigns! Get here, now!”

“Fuck,” both males uttered. They both quickly regretted it though.

“You are in so much trouble! You better hope you can taste your dinner after all the soap that’s going in your mouth, Koda!”

She snatched her young son up by his ear pulling him out of the room. Koda called out to his dad for help. “Listen to your mama, bud.” Was all he said.

“Take your little grown behind to your room and do not come out until I come get you. Do you understand, Koda?” Koda dropped his head as he made his way out of the man cave. If he was being honest though, he enjoyed the time he got to spend with his dad.

Roman rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “You’re uh back early.”

“It’s 5:30, Roman.”

To say she was pissed would be an understatement. Her body language read all types of anger. He realized that he would be in the dog house for a long time

“Guess we lost track of time,” He shrugged.

“By all the trash in here, I take it that you let him overdo it with the snacks and let him have soda. Did he even take a nap,” she asked folding her arms across her chest. With each step she made, Roman could feel more and more of the anger radiating off of her.

“We were so caught up in the game, baby. I’m sorry. We fed and kept princess clean though.” He gave her a smile hoping to lessen her anger a bit.

“You found time to feed and change her. But no time to give Koda a real meal or to make him take a nap. Not only that but you’ve got him in here cursing like a fucking sailor, Roman.”

“Swear,” He mumbled getting up off the floor.

“Roman, don’t you dare.”

“You look beautiful, baby. Did I tell you how radiant your melanin is lookin’ today?”

“You’re not getting out of this with your charm. I gave you clear instructions, Roman.”

Taking a chance, he wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her into his chest. She resisted a little, giving in once she realized he was not letting go until she did.

“I’m sorry, doll. I won’t let it happen again,” He sighed looking down at her. “I’ll even talk to Koda about the cursing.”

“Mmhmm, go talk to him now. And none of that buddy buddy stuff either. Use your daddy voice.”

“Yes ma'am.”

Once Roman let her go, she moved to get in the floor beside Haleigh. “At least daddy did rig-.” Her eyes narrowed once again. “I told you no lollipops, Roman! Fucking hell!”

Roman smirked and shrugged his shoulder. There was only one thing he could say to her at this point.

“Swear, doll.”

Once she started to scream at him, he jogged or if the room laughing to himself. He did love upsetting her.


@lavitabella87 @x-fivefoot @thiickreigns @roman-reigns-princess & whomever else this finds!

Originally posted by edithambroreigns

ngl, i wasn’t hoping for changes in murdoc’s and 2D’s relationship - considering how it was mostly just consistently bad through the years, and after all the shit that went down on plastic beach - but it’s possible i was wrong about that.
the new interview is nothing like plastic beach was - murdoc’s not dominating the conversation, and while generally being mean to 2D as a habit, he gives him way enough room to be himself, validates his answers and they just work off each other really well. the atmosphere is much lighter than it was in what, 7 years? probably more?
and i don’t want to say that just based on this one interaction we got of these two, but their relationship dynamics seems to have changed. murdoc was kind of off in this interview - and he seemed to be less focused (than he was in the itunes interverview, and he was drunk out of his mind in that one) and also seems to have some pretty serious anxiety issues going on - that is something new.
2D on the other hand seems to have taken a more leading role in their relationship - knowing how to calm murdoc down, basically knowing every part of his body language, and just making the conversation go on even when it’d stop on his note.
idk it’s just. so interesting and they make me happy. 

anonymous asked:

In response to that other alpha!Bucky ask; he definitely does more than just kiss you around Steve. The only reason Steve has not actually seen the two of you going at it is because he's quick enough to get out of the room beforehand. (He is a jealous mess after and breaks all the punching bags; Bucky is smug for DAYS.)

oh god yes bucky would not care whether steve saw you or not

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Kai Parker x Reader

WORD COUNT : 2 136

Kai falls in love with Reader who has no idea about his past.
Kai’s father kidnaps reader to hurt him.


Barely a few hours after the merge with Luke , Kai went to the Whitmore campus. He felt guilty for what he had done in the merge and wanted to see Liv and apologise. After all Luke was her twin and now because of him , Luke was gone.

Kai was on his way to the dorm rooms when suddenly bumped into someone.
“Oh God.” The girl muttered , her books spilling on the ground. She kneeled down to gather them , Kai who had walked right past her after bumping into her , stopped and turned around to help her. It wasn’t something he would’ve done a few days earlier but now he felt bad.
“Here , let me help you…” he said and started gathering some of the spilled papers. “I’m sorry for bumping into you.” Kai added , handing the girl the pages.
“It’s OK. It happens.” she said while picking up the last of the books , looking up at him. For a moment she just stared at him , a curious expression on her face.
“I’m Y/N.” she said smiling , outstretching her hand to shake his.
“Kai.” he said , shaking her hand , unable to take his eyes off her. Something inside him came to life but he had no idea what it was as emotions were still new to him.
“Are you new ? I haven’t seen you around before …”  she asked.
“No , actually..I’m just here visiting a friend.”
“Oh … ” Y/N said , suddenly the smile gone from her face. “Do you need help finding your friend?” Y/N said , a hint of disappointment in her voice.
Suddenly finding Liv was the last thing Kai wanted to do. All he wanted in that moment was to get to know the girl standing before him.
“Actually … it can wait. Do you want to go get some coffee?” he asked.
“I would love to!” A smile spread on her face.

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dragon-princess-of-yonezawa  asked:

May I ask for a scenario between MC and Genya? Can be NSFW-ish if you want. 😘😘

A/N: All I know of Genya is what I have seen others post of him. I haven’t played Tenka’s Moon chapter and I‘m sorry if he’s OOC. The MC is SLBP MC, not the Moon chapter’s, bc I don’t know much about her either.

“I’m here to bring you your tea, lord Masamune,” you announced yourself before you stepped in his room. You set the tray next to him and poured him the tea when he suddenly grasped your hand.

You looked up startled and were met with a coppery red eye instead of a green one.

“Oh! I’m so sorry, Genya… I thought you were milord Masamune… errr… Do you know where he is?”

“Hmm… he said he needed to talk to Kojuro about something. I’m sure we can get a moment just the two of us,”

Suddenly you found the tray pushed aside and the ninja so close to your face you could feel his breath on your lips.

“Ah!” you tried to pull back startled, but his hand found its way behind your back and he pulled you closer until you were almost in his lap. Your hand fell against his shoulder in an attempt to steady yourself, but he grasped it bringing it to his lips, a blush flaring high on your cheeks.

“G-Genya, I’m still working… this is no time to fool around,” you tried to reason with the ninja, but he just snickered and pushed you to the floor, “a-and we’re in lord Masamune’s room!”

Just as his lips were about to touch yours he pulled back and helped you to sit up as well. You were about to ask what happened when you heard the voices of lord Masamune and lord Kojuro approaching in the hallway.

“Ah, ____, why are you here?” lord Kojuro asked surprised giving Genya a side eyed glance.

“Tea!” you managed to squeak, “I was bringing lord Masamune his tea!” You were sure the blush on your cheeks gave away that wasn’t the only thing that had happened, but nonetheless lord Kojuro gave you a reassuring smile,

“Is it that time already? Good work ____.”

You rose up and bowed at them,

“I’ll get more teacups, milord!” you said, using that as an excuse to escape quickly.

A Team Like This

Summary: After Miss Pauling has a particularly bad night, and mostly because of them, the team decides to do something nice for her.

Word Count: 2,957

“Hey, hey! Miss Pauling! Miss Pau-”

“Oh, God. Not now Scout, please.” Miss Pauling sighed, hoping everything would be quiet in the base around this time. Well, honestly, what was she expecting! All she needed to see was Scout as energetic as ever to know that no one would be settled down.

“Uh, but, I was wondering if you wanted to join me an’ the pals for a couple of drinks!” He stammered slightly at first, gesturing to a room where particularly a lot of noise was coming from.

“No.” She answered bluntly, trying to pry off her heels and shutting the front door. If there was ever a time for Scout to be… well, Scout, this wasn’t it.

“Awe, why not? You work too hard, y’know! All ya need to do is unwind a little, it’ll be fun!” He persisted, still in her face, and still pushing her buttons. One of these days…

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