all he wanted was to kick doors in

anonymous asked:

Band reacts to hearing their s/o screaming and thinks they're hurt but they run in to see them cowering from a spider?

2D: At first he was prepared to call an ambulance but when he saw the spider crawling across the bathroom wall he knew what you wanted. Without saying anything he got a cup and a paper towel all the time joking about what a wuss you were 

Murdoc: After kicking the door down he was a bit annoyed that you mad all this fuss about a spider. He rolled his eyes as you asked him to get rid of it but he obliged. There’s relentless teasing for a few days afterwards but it was worth it

Noodle: “Babe it’s not even that big,” she said through laughing. You protested but you were just thankful she was taking that beast out. As she took it outside you followed carefully behind her to make sure she got rid of it. 

Russel: Once you’d explained why you let out such a bloodcurdling scream he chuckled a little. He wasn’t huge on spiders but he wasn’t full on terrified of them like you were. Once he got it outside you sheepishly thanked him but he did nothing but laugh lightly and gave you a small kiss

Guys My Age (2)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 4K

Warnings: SMUT. NSFW gifs. 

Summary: You’re playing truth or dare with the Avengers when Nat asks you when the last time you got laid was  and Sam dares you to pick a song that perfectly grasps why you haven’t had sex in so long.

A/N: Enjoy the smot. And please use protection people. Better safe than surprised. I think this is dirtiest fic I’ve written so far.

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Villainous Headcanons

Yeah that’s right ya boi back on that bullshit also you guys should check out my Dr. Flug RP BLOG @oh-flug-me maybe drop a question…please

Anyway, let’s get started


•It’s a house rule not to attempt to remove Flug’s bag

•Dementia will pick at the edges to mess with him, but she’d never actually try to take it off
•5.0.5. learned his lesson when Flug almost had a panic attack when he started to lift it up
•Black Hat had completely removed it once, snatched it off his head in a fit of rage, and was actually surprised to see Flug curled up tightly on the floor, covering his head with his arms so no one could see any part of it at all.
•He was shuddering and crying, mumbling and pleading for Black Hat to give it back
•Black Hat, either out of the kindness of his bleak little black heart or maybe just because he was sick of Flug’s whimpering, he gave it back and even turned around, allowing him to put it back on without Black Hat seeing his face
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•They eat at the table, all of them

•Black Hat’s rule
•"We’re evil, not slobs! It’s so I won’t find any plates in people’s rooms, Dementia. How would we look in our advertisments if this place was a mess?“
•Dementia eats more like an animal than 5.0.5. does
•Flug either waits for everyone to finish so he can participate in the conversation then eat alone at the table or he simply asks to eat in his room if his social battery isn’t too high, for obvious reasons
•"I better not find that plate in there or it’s your soul.”

•One day, Flug sat down at the table and seemed to worry about something
•Nobody was paying his fidgeting any heed until Dementia glanced over at him and her mouth dropped, prompting the other two to look where she was looking. Their reactions to the phenomenon were the same.
•Flug had pushed up his bag juuuuust enough to allow him to take bites of his dinner, revealing a small part of his mouth and chin
•His hands were shaking and he was trying to ignore their gawking
•"I-I-I-p-please lo-look away. Yo-you’re staring is m-making me uncomfortable,“ he squeaked, etching the bag back down.
•In an instant, the conversation went back to being just about it was before, but glances were stolen at his mouth
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•Black Hat likes cats

•As in: If they wander in because the door is open on a hot day, he doesn’t immediately shoo it out and lets it wonder around til it leaves
•If it bumps his leg wanting affection, he’ll nudge it away a bit, but he won’t kick it
•If it brings him dead things, then it gets a pet
•Black Hat made the mistake of letting a cat fall asleep on him
•"You sneaky devil! How’d you even get in my lap?”
•He wants to move, but something compels him to stay put until it wakes up
•Dememtia is jealous as all hell when she found Black Hat asleep with the little fuzzball in his lap
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•5.0.5. can be found sleeping anywhere at any point of the day.
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•Flug: “I’ve been awake for a week with nothing but coffee and Ritz crackers to keep me alive.”
•Black Hat: “For once, that isn’t my fault.”
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•Flug and Dementia sing together some times

•One of the few times you’ll ever see them getting along
•Dementia handles the more…provocative dance moves of the songs they sing together
•Flug can rap pretty damn well
•Though she may tease and sometimes bully him, Dementia likes seeing Flug so happy when he’s singing
•They usually sing until either Black Hat yells at them to turn it down/off or if 5.0.5. tells them that their music is ruining his cleaning time
•They usually high five before going about their day.

JINX | Taehyung (M)

Originally posted by kimthwriter

Fluff | Crack | Smut | Neighbor!Taehyung | EMT!Taehyung | Enemies → lovers

You’ve had your sights set on Kim Taehyung ever since you’ve moved into the apartment next door to him, the only problem is that your klutz gene makes it difficult to get within three feet of the boy before a freak accident of some sort occurs

word count: 29k+

A/N: first of all i blame @bxebxee for the cumplay that occured in this hot mess, second of all IM SORRY its so long and third taehyung ended up a lot more… toxic than i anticipated so i wanted to warn against that and that i dont condone a lot of his actions/reactions or the toxicity of the relationship but its how his character and OC came out.

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The Friendly Wager (Part 1)

Summary: AU. Reader and Bucky Barnes are neighbors and best friends. After yet another bad date, reader comes home to find Bucky with his typical weekend target. They decide to make a wager about dating, but is there more on the line than reader cares to admit?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,528

Warnings: language, fluff, sarcasm, bad date, implied sexual situations (no smut)

A/N: This is my submission for the lovely Kait’s ( @bionic-buckyb) 5k AU Challenge. Congrats on the followers, friend! My prompt was “Can you please come over so I don’t feel so alone?” I think this will have at least seven parts, so Kait, please feel free to disregard it till it’s completed :)

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Originally posted by talkinboutmyimagination

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Bts wanting you to ride their thigh Part 2

I’m just going to leave part one down and continue writing.

Part 1


Hoseok

Hoseok’s biggest turn on- overstimulating you. There was nothing, nothing that could replace the face you made when he was turturing you in different ways, most of which resolted in you cumming at least two more times.

Since he was too lazy when he came back from the long long tour, Hoseok thought of a genuis idea. He gave you your phone and opened the ‘bts smut’ tag on Tumblr. Not knowing why he did this, your eyes were becoming curious and curiouser. He simply smirked at you. “I finally thought what to do with you. You know, the routine gets quite boring. So this is what I thought about. Instead of having the pleasure of my cock inside you, you’ll be a good little slut and read this to yourself. As an exception I will permit you to touch yourself. But, I don’t want anyhting to come out of your mouth. Was I clear enough? No toys, no voice. You’ll only have the privillage of your fingers and your phone. So go on. Daddy will be in the kitchen. I’m hungry.” And so he just left. 

You couldn’t disobey him and to be honest the smut really made you feel something. As if he choose it really carefully. It represented the situation you two were in right now. You, touching yourself and doing a wrong move only for Hoseok to punish you by making you cum on his thigh. So, it was a play and not a reality. Hoseok wanted to overstimulate you, by you sitting on his thigh.

Fast, wihtout even touching yourself, you moaned Hoseok’s name. “Y/N!” The door was kick-opened and a furious Hoseok was standing on the frame. “So, you caught up, you naughty girl!” he smirked evily. “Come here Daddy. You’re princess wants you thigh. It’s going to be my trophy, for being a smart princess.” “Good. I’m all yours.”

Jimin

He had found his way of fucking you when he was really lazy. You were a little whiny, always needy baby. So, he was giving you your phone, a Tumblr app, a smut section and his thigh. Boy has huge thighs, so when you really wanted to fuck, but he didn’t want, all you did was sit on his thigh and move your clit on it.

It was pure heaven for both of you. Most of the times Jimin layed back and enjoyed the show. You’re naked form on top of him, without the need for him to move even. Sex was taking a lot of effort, which he sometimes lacked. So, everyone were happy. 

He was jolting his thigh form time to time, making you explode with emotions. All those emotions resolted in you cumming, once, twice, three times.

Most times when you cummed more than once, Jimin snapped, fliped you on the bed and fucked you into oblivion, until you couldn’t remember you’re name.

Taehyung

Kim Taehyung had two sides of himself - a puppy and a daddy. Depends on his mood he was either making ove to you or making sure you won’t be able to walk for days.

He had the first one when he arrived home. Happy, in all ways. So happy to hug you again, to hold you in his arms. Guess what happend when he heard your moans from the door, then when he saw you touch yourself on his bed, moaning his name like a mantra. He snapped.

Daddy was in charge. He watched you for a little while, until he was so hard, he couldn’t take it. Tae Daddy bursted into the room, scarying the shit out of you. Without saying anything, his hands wrapped around your ankles, pulled you to him, lifted you up and put you on his thigh. “Finish off yourself fast. I don’t want to intrude in the middle of someone’s business. Finish. On my thigh. No where nearly against my cock, darling. Nowhere near there.”

Jungkook

It was a punishment. Jungkooks ego was hurt and boy got really angry over the fact that you choose to read fictional stupidities instead of having the real deal.

For the first time since you were in a relationship, his eyes shouted danger. “You haven’t met my alter ego. I thought I will never have to use it. You think I can’t be rough, that I can’t leave reminders on your body of who I am? I can Y/n. And you will see it now. Undress. Fast. And don’t make a sound am I clear?” “Yes, Kookie.” “Yes what?” “Yes, Daddy.” “Good girl.”

Undressed, you were sitting on the bed, excited and waiting for your man’s next command. 

“Sit on my thigh.”

Your looked at him in shock. So he knew. He knew that you secretly always wanted to try coming off his thigh. Fast, without other questions, you found yourself moving eagerly on his thigh. Everytime he jolted his thigh, the friction got better, your brows knitted together and Jungkook only smirked happy that you won’t read those stories again.


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Byun Baekhyun//Dyeing To Meet You

Originally posted by blondejongin

Summary: Everybody knows that soulmates have the same hair colour - and your soulmate, wherever he is, is to be blamed for the ridiculous hair colour you woke up with this morning. - A/N: for the sake of this AU, just pretend your hair doesn’t get damaged when you dye it.
Scenario: Soulmate AU, fluff
Word Count: 3,021

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anonymous asked:

Companions (with the romanced section, please <3) reacting to finding Inky crying themselves to sleep. I love the sweet smell of angst

It’s 5am and I’m at work and I haven’t seen the fucking sun today. Angst is literally all I have in me right now.

Cullen: He didn’t mean to intrude. He came to the Inquisitor’s rooms at the top of Skyhold with a stack of reports for them and found the door ajar. Through that gap in the door he heard strange noises, so he bounded up the stairs expecting to find an intruder, the papers falling from his hands as he reached for his sword. But there was no one there except the Inquisitor, curled up in bed and sobbing. He relaxed, took his hand off his sword, and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry,” he says. “I didn’t mean to intrude.” If the Inquisitor asks for company, he will stay. Maker knows he’s been exactly where they are, but he had no one to rub his back and tell him it would pass. It seems like the least he could do for the Inquisitor. If Romanced: The stack of reports was dropped the moment he pushed the door open, his sword out of its sheath and at the ready by the time he was halfway up the stairs. When he sees the Inquisitor curled up in bed and sobbing, no one else around, he drops the sword, too. He sits on the bed beside his lover and runs a hand up and down their back. “I didn’t mean to intrude,” he whispers. “Talk to me, love. Tell me what’s wrong. I’m here for you, anything you need.”

Leliana: Like Cullen, she comes bearing reports as well. Unlike Cullen, she recognizes the sound of the Inquisitor sobbing when she hears it through the door. She debates the matter with herself for a while, wondering if she should intrude. If the Inquisitor has a love interest, she’ll decide to leave and make their LI aware of the situation. If the Inquisitor is not in a romance, she’ll push the door open, set the reports on their desk, and sing softly to them for a while if they don’t tell her to leave. Once they fall asleep, she’ll quietly slip away.

Josephine: She also has a stack of reports for the Inquisitor. The burden of the advisors. Like Leliana, she recognizes what she hears through the door. Unlike Leliana, she won’t hesitate to push open the door. She drops the reports on the Inquisitor’s desk and sits beside them on their bed. “Cry as much as you need,” she tells them. “You’re not alone, though I’m sure it feels like it. I’m here for you.” If Romanced: The reports get left in a pile on the floor as she rushes to her lover’s side. She grabs their hand and kisses it, then lays down on their bed beside them and takes them in her arms. “You’re not alone, my love. I’m here. I’m right here.” She doesn’t leave even after the Inquisitor falls asleep.

Solas: High Approval: He came to talk, but he hears the Inquisitor sobbing. He frowns, guilt pinching at him, and opens the door. “Would you care for some company?” he asks when he gets to the top. If the Inquisitor accepts, he sits beside them on the bed. “I could help you sleep. Or we could talk. Whichever you would prefer.” Low Approval: He hears the sound of the Inquisitor sobbing before he opens the door and pauses. It’s not his place to intrude. Whatever business he has come to discuss will wait. He retreats silently. If Romanced: He can hear the Inquisitor sobbing as he pauses on the landing below their room and grimaces as the guilt pinches him hard. He takes a deep, steadying breath, then ascends the stairs. “Vhenan,” he says by way of greeting when he reaches the top. “Let me comfort you, my heart.” He slides into bed with them and lets them either cry against him or talk about whatever has them in this state.

Iron Bull: He isn’t entirely sure what to do when he finds the Inquisitor curled up in bed, but he won’t just leave without trying to help. “Hey, Boss,” he says, shifting awkwardly. “You want to talk? Or I could help you forget about it all for a while. Whatever works.” If Romanced: He holds his kadan close and lets them cry. Sometimes you just need a good cry, he knows. And when the tears are done he knows a great way to relieve the remaining stress. It involves rope and oil.

Cole: He knows. The Inquisitor’s distress called to him, but this isn’t something he can help them forget. It’s too big, too much, and erasing it would erase other things, things they need. So he brings them their favorite hot beverage and just sits with them, hoping some company will help. If it’s not enough, he goes to get either their LI or best friend. He wants to help.

Sera: Like Cullen, she thought the Inquisitor was being attacked when she heard the sobbing through the door. She leaps up the stairs, snarling at the intruder… Except that there isn’t one, just Inky on the bed, sobbing. She puts away the little knives she pulled out of her belt with a sigh. “What’s all this? Come on, Inky, talk to me. You’re gonna be okay.” If Romanced: Once she realizes that honeytongue isn’t actually in danger, she kicks off her shoes and climbs into bed with her. “Hey, Inky. Not gonna let you get hurt. ‘S’okay. I’m here.” She stays until she has no choice but to leave.

Varric: “Ah, shit,” he says when he finds the Inquisitor sobbing. It’s not the first time he’s seen this, of course. Hawke cried quite a bit near the end, and when their mom died. He’s seen heroes in their weakest moments, the moments that never make it into the stories because they remind people that the hero is still a person and not infallible. He walks over to them and rubs their back soothingly. If they don’t send him away, he’ll tell them stories to help them calm down. Heroes are people, too.

Cassandra: This isn’t exactly her area of expertise. She doesn’t really know what to do for the Inquisitor when she finds them crying. She sort of pats them awkwardly and asks them if she can get them anything. Whatever they tell her they need, from something to eat/drink to a shoulder to cry on to time alone, she’ll give them. If Romanced: She’s really not used to being the shoulder to cry on and she feels a little awkward, but her lover needs her and she’ll be there. This is what she wanted, after all. She wanted the romance, the sappy stuff with flowers and poetry, and that includes the moments of weakness. Her lover is overwhelmed, and she’ll be damned before she leaves them to deal with it alone.

Blackwall: He’s been alone for so long that he can barely remember what it’s like to comfort someone, but he’ll do his best. He knows what it’s like to feel overwhelmed and helpless, though probably not to the extent that the Inquisitor is feeling. He’ll gladly offer his shoulder to them. If Romanced: He gathers the Inquisitor into his arms and lets them lay their head against his chest and cry. If they need to talk, he’ll listen, but he’s just glad to be there for them.

Vivienne: She hears the sound of the Inquisitor sobbing before she knocks. She stops and sighs. She knows that sometimes you just need to retreat into yourself for a while and have a good cry. She’s been there before, too, though she’d never admit it. With a soft sigh, she leaves the Inquisitor be. If she doesn’t see them for a few hours, she’ll drop a hint to whoever will comfort the Inquisitor best, either their LI or best friend. But she’d never admit to that, either.

Dorian: He definitely understands the need to cry in peace, but he also knows that sometimes you just need someone to show you that you’re not alone. With that in mind, he’ll climb the stairs to figure out which one the Inquisitor needs and respond accordingly. If they want company, he’ll sit with them and offer whatever comfort he can, which he knows is very little. If Romanced: He’ll only leave his amatus alone if he demands it. Otherwise, he’ll slip into bed with him and hold him tight. “There, there. I’m here. I’ll protect you,” he says.

hallelujah

Title: Hallelujah 
Pairing: Tyler/Reader
Rating: Mature
Warnings: CHURCHBOY TYLER. Dirty talk, daddy kink, shyness, needy!Tyler, fluffy shit, all sorts of fun I hope you’re gonna like.
A/N: You guys have been begging for this, so I worked it up as best as I could. I really hope you all like it, because it was fun to write.

Originally posted by lightninglime

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He’s a good boy.

They don’t make a big deal out of bringing Chase home. It doesn’t sit too well with Kent, as one of the sports world’s biggest animal lovers. But he knows how the general public reacts to something like this, and he needs some time to get adjusted before having to answer questions about his new service dog.

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Try Not To (Jungkook x Reader Fluff/Slight Smut)

Summary: “Try not to get nervous.”

(( Note: another story for the youngest member who stands on top. In this one I more so like the bickering than the actual ‘fluff’ or ‘smut’ which is so so so mild I warn you. So, idk about this one at all :(( Either way, I hope you all enoy! ))


Could you have taken any longer, holy fuck.

It was a far late into a chilly Sunday night and you were standing outside your friend’s door clutching your tote bag against your chest and curling your toes against the rubber soles of your not-so-appropriate flip flops you when sporting. A combination of that plus a thin cardigan and pajama shorts were definitely not the greatest outfit choice when in this close-to-frozen mid-February weather. In your defense, it wouldn’t have been as horrifyingly cold as it was if it weren’t for Jeon Jungkook who took his sweet as time answering the door.

Fifteen minutes to be exact.

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funnyfoxes55  asked:

Caffine i sometimes have problems with making a plot. I know Point A and Point B and the path to those points. But i have no idea how to 'pad' it so its not just this super short plotline thing. Any ideas on how to make it long but keep it interesting enough? I realize that tpo much of violence or happiness can make things boring

I understand! Sometimes I end up putting too many “plot points” in a story because I move to them too fast! Here are some ideas to pad your work:

1) Dialogue. All of the dialogue. It’s really easy to tell your readers that the heroes took a road all the way to the castle to liberate their friend. That’s a sentence or maybe a few paragraphs if you’re particularly good at scene description! Instead, try putting some second thoughts or introspections in! For example, instead of:

The heroes took to the eastern road at sunrise. The dirt quickly heated under their feet as they walked, but they did not let it deter them. On and on they walked, well into nightfall. By dawn the next day, the castle was in sight.

try:

“Are we there yet?”

“Jesus, my sandals are way too thin.”

“How are we supposed to kick the King’s ass if we have blisters on our feet?”

“Aren’t you a healer? Shouldn’t you have aloe?”

“Aloe soothes, it doesn’t heal, you complete–”

“You know, I probably should have mentioned sooner, but I’m having second thought about taking the East Road.”

“Well, that’s too late. We’re on it.”

“We all agreed on it at the tavern.”

“Yes, but the threat of trolls wasn’t quite so imminent then.”

“Trolls?!”

They’re still going from A to B, but they’re exploring the world a bit more as they go!

2) Flashback. Flashback the hell out of it. No matter how much detail you put into your work, no matter how early you start in your character’s life, there’s always a defining moment you haven’t touched on. It adds depth to their interactions with others and also gives them more character development.

Narion walks silently behind his bickering traveling companions. His own footwear seems to be holding up to the heat of the road just fine, but the strap of his pack is fraying and will need to be fixed soon. The others’ have new packs, leather with metal hardware and he’s envious. He shoves the emotion away. Envy doesn’t help him do what he must.

He remembers being a little boy, sweat dotting his brow and shoulder aching (much as they are now) from the weight of the sickle he’d been using to cut wheat. He remembers watching as the King’s men arrived and kicked his family’s door down.

He’d been small then, too small to be working in the fields as he was, but he was fast. He’d darted over the cut wheat so fast that the wind whistled in his ears.

He was still too late.

Now, Narion hopes that they won’t be too late. He wants to move faster, wants to tell them to stop arguing, to save their breath, but he knows better. Move faster and they run the risk of burning out. All he can do is keep up as his pack falls apart and pray.

3) Touch base with the rest of the world. Sometimes in our big adventure stories we forget that a whole other world exists. And sometimes that whole other world has people who don’t necessarily approve of the heroes’ way of doing things.

They stop at an inn for the night. Despite earlier fears, none of their feet are burned, and it’s with lighter hearts that they head for the bar.

Their hearts aren’t light for long.

“Try our ale,” the barkeep says, already filling three glasses. “Best ale in the kingdom, King said so himself.”

“Does he,” Syanaes says lightly. She pushes the glass away from her. “I don’t drink.”

The barkeep swells. “If it’s good enough for the King, it’s good enough for the likes of you!”

Narion feels his skin crawl. “Does he come here often?”

“I’m blessed to say that he’s been here twice,” the barkeep says. “Always with a full purse though he doesn’t leave that way!”

The barkeep laughs but Narion feels sick. If the barkeep is telling the truth, this might be the only town in the kingdom that’s made prosperous rather than made poorer.

“They’ll hate us here,” Eadran hisses in his ear. 


Those are the three main ways that I pad my stories! Hope this helps :)

Ashes Pt. 7 [M]

Genre: Angst, Smut, Vampire!AU

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Length: 5.6k

Warnings: Depictions of violence and gore

Originally posted by fairybcby

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“I don’t want to go downstairs. I don’t want to be social. I just want to lay here with you.” You whined as Hoseok started to straighten himself up. As he shifted you noticed the glint of something gold hanging from his neck.

You sat up, reaching for this neck and he looked at you in confusion. You took the pendant in your hand and thumbed your fingers around the edges. It was a golden sun. And you wondered how you had never seen it before. Even though you weren’t looking at him, you could feel Hoseok smiling at you, waiting for you to ask him about it.

“I never thought you would be a gold person.” You quipped as you set the pendant against his chest. You always thought gold was tacky, but somehow you didn’t mind the color when it was resting against Hoseok’s skin.

“Well, I can’t exactly wear silver.” he chuckled. “I’m not a masochist.”

You dropped your gaze, “Oh yeah, I forgot about that.”

Hoseok reached around his neck, pulling the chain off his body. “I want you to wear it.” He told you as he placed it around you. Your fingers clasping onto to it tight, “I hope it brings you luck.”

“I think we should get married” you spat out before you could stop yourself. Your cheeks getting as hot as a vampire’s cheeks could.

He sighed, running a finger along your collarbone, “We can’t legally get married, Y/N.”

You shook your head, “I don’t care. We’ll make Yoongi be the minister or whatever they’re called.”

“I would rather go back to hell.” You heard him shout from the house. You had forgotten that he had left the door open, leaving your conversation open to the public. “And if you two don’t get down here I’m going to drag you both out by your teeth.”

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Touch-and-go

 Pairing; Kim Namjoon x Reader

 Words; 8.6k

Genre; Angst, fluff, smut

Summary; You had fallen for Namjoon, the guy you’ve been sharing an apartment with a long time ago, but he wasn’t the type to settle down into a relationship. One night you both end up sleeping together, but what then would become of your relationship?

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The 4 of Us

Summary: It’s you and Bucky’s 5 year anniversary! Bucky decides to get you a puppy, but you have a surprise for him as well! | Bucky x Reader
Warnings: a lil swearing, pregnancy? lol
Word count: 2,3 k
A/N: ALL THE FEELSSS

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Originally posted by buckysclique

Bucky woke up that morning more excited than ever. Today was your 5 year anniversary and he had a special day planned. He looked over his shoulder where you were still sleeping, resting on your stomach, one leg dangling off the bed. He placed a tender kiss to your bare shoulder, remembering the activities of last night – something you two were definitely repeating tonight. Bucky strolled to the dresser to slip on a fresh pair of boxers and simple grey sweatpants.

As he searched the fridge for some eggs, he thought about his plans once more. Make breakfast, go to the grocery store, come back home, order some pizza, then cuddle on the couch while watching your favourite movies and then he would have to go out again to go get your present. Bucky knew you’d scold him about it, because you didn’t want any presents or fancy dinners, thus why for the 4th year now you always stayed at home and did cozy stuff, it’s just the way you liked it. But this year, Bucky couldn’t help himself. He saw the way you always longingly look at the pet shop when you pass it. You were a huge animal lover, dogs being your favourite. He didn’t know if you had a favourite breed, so when he stepped in the pet shop the other day to look at a potential new family member his eyes immediately fell to a tiny Pug puppy padding around. The pup was a little boy already named Charlie. His curled up tail and squashed face made his heart melt and Bucky knew he had found the one. So when he was frying eggs and bacon he couldn’t wait to go pick up the little pup later. Bucky smiled to himself as he felt your arms snake around his waist.

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Single Dad!Lance Au

(STOP ME PLS)

Lance was 16 when his life fell apart.(IK it is young but just go with me)

Lance was the class clown and most popular kid in school. He ended up going to a party a year earlier that he didn’t know would have consequences. A year later he was forced into parenthood. One day after school he was coming home and found on his door step to two small infants and a note telling him how some girl didn’t want to be a mother and threw all the responsibilities onto him. He was kicked out by his family because they were extremely religious and didn’t want a son to be a father at 16. He avoided everyone at school because he was too afraid of their reactions and ridicule. He started taking night classes and day classes and was living off of his savings for the Garrison. He graduated high school a year early and used that year to get his life together and earn a scholarship for the Garrison. Iverson was completely against the idea of a teen father in the Garrison and told him everyday.

He had made a deal with an old friend in high school that was now a writer that need to have a place where no one was so he need a house in the desert so Lance payed to build a house while his friend watched his kids. He didn’t have to do much watching because they were pretty well behaved but his friend moved out. He couldn’t leave two 4 year olds allow so he snuck them into the Garrison. They would hide in the vents were they found Pidge and bribed her with cookies so she wouldn’t report them. Pidge adopted them as her vent gremlin children. On the night of Shiro’s crash, Hunk and Lance found them on the roof with Pidge and end up explaining he was a single parent. (½)

(Will be part 2 maybe)
Convince Me

Drabble Prompt: “Are you asking me to marry you with a plastic ring?“

Pairing: doctor!Jensen x Reader

Requested by: @starswirlblitz


Are you ridiculous? Yes. Are you shameless? Hell yes. Do you care anymore? Fuck no.

You’re patiently waiting for Dr. Jensen Ackles, your son’s pediatrician, to come strolling into the exam room. The man is too damn handsome for his own good.

Your son Max has had an earache for a couple of days now, you wouldn’t know it by looking at him though. If you were being honest, he doesn’t really need to be checked out by a doctor.

There’s a pretty good chance his earache will clear up within a day or two. You’re definitely lying to yourself, for an excuse to see Jensen. It’s pretty pathetic but you’ve made your peace with it.

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anonymous asked:

How would the RFA+Saeran react to an MC who gets super paranoid after watching a scary movie (like jumping at every sound, checking under beds and in closets for monsters and murders, not being able to sleep very well, etc)

~This one will be a little short because there’s not a ton they will do in reaction to this, hope you enjoy!! ^^


◉ Yoosung

  • He is the same way!
  • You both are scaring the pants off of each other just doing normal things the rest of the night
    • “MC WHAT WAS THAT?!”
    • “Me putting a cup in the sink…”
    • “YOOSUNG SOMETHING IS IN THE CLOSET OMG”
    • “Honey, it’s me getting my PJs…”
  • He keeps jumping out of bed to check underneath and in the closet
  • You both agree to sleep with the lights on
  • But you don’t sleep you end up snuggling each other in fear
    • “Wanna watch a Disney movie to calm down?”
    • “S-Sounds good,” Yoosung replies
  • You bring some blankets and pillows to the couch and watch Aladdin
  • End up waking up at 8am
  • Still on the couch, slumped over onto Yoosung who is holding you and dead asleep

◉ Jumin

  • He laughs a little bit
    • “MC, you do realize it’s just a movie, right?”
  • He tries to explain it logically
  • And you KNOW THIS
  • It doesn’t change the fact that you are scared
  • He honestly thinks it’s cute
    • “I can hold you all night if it makes you fell better. And Elizabeth 3rd will be here as well.”
  • Has the body guards wait in the penthouse to make you feel better
  • Every time you jump he holds you closer
  • Will read you a nice story until you’re safely asleep

◉ Zen 

  • Scared?
  • But you’re with him??
    • “Princess, there’s no better knight to protect you!”
  • Gives you a piggy back ride around the apartment, kicking down doors dramatically
    • “Beware, monsters!!! I’ll kill you if you try to harm my beautiful princess!”
  • Gives you lots of kisses
  • Nuzzles you every time you jump
  • Distracts you with reading pieces from his plays
  • He will act things out all night just to keep you happy
  • Jumps on the bed and pulls you into the story by telling you what to say
  • By the end of the night you aren’t even thinking of the movie

◉ Jaehee

  • She didn’t even want to watch this movie to begin with
  • Horror is not her thing
  • When you woke her up scared she groaned
    • “MC…please…it’s not real…in fact, it’s quite dumb.”
  • Okay, she is way more brave than you are
  • Pulls you close to her and kisses your forehead
  • Falls back asleep
  • Until you hear a strange creaking again
    • “Jaeheeeeee,” you cry
  • She sighs and rolls out of bed
  • Flips the lights on and walks half-asleep through the apartment
    • “See, nothing here,” she drops back into bed, “I’d never let anything hurt you.”

◉ Saeyoung

  • As soon as he sees that you’re uncomfortable he thinks it is so cute
  • Okay, he does take an opportunity to mess with you
  • As you’re brushing your teeth he sneaks up on you and scares you
  • You scream SO LOUD
  • And he is laughing so hard
  • Ended up tickling you instead
  • You smack him in the arm and he retreats
  • When you crawl into bed he holds you close when you get scared
    • “Defender of justice will keep you safe!”
  • Makes jokes all night until you finally falls asleep from laughing so much

◉ Saeran

  • He is loving this
  • Saeran lives for horror films so of course this is a common thing
  • He does it on purpose, though
  • He likes when you’re jumpy
  • He thinks it’s hilarious
  • You were putting the ice cream away and he snuck up and screamed to make you jump
  • When you got into bed he would sneak his hands up and make a creepy voice from the movie
  • Only because he loved when you cuddled up super close to him for comfort
    • “Saeran, stop! I’m scared…”
    • “Come closer…I’ll protect you…” he smiled and held you to his chest 
The Hills

AU: Based on The Hills by The Weeknd 

A/n: Boi have I been having those Calum feels lately. It seems like no amount of fanfiction can quench my thirst, so I just made some myself. Honestly, I’m so proud of this. Also, this story isn’t verbatim to the song, cause I don’t think I could handle fuckboy Cal js xx

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Ride Till The End

Lance had been driving for a few hours now.
Getting out of the city was laboriously slow thanks to having to work a way around the abandoned cars and large groups of the undead.
By time the sun was coming up Lance had barley made it six blocks away from where he started and was starting to get bored.
As a vampire he should have incredible speed and strength so in theory he should of been able to just run to Cuba.
Well thats if he was like other vampires.
Lance was a rare kind that lacked the speed and strength, but was able to hypnotise humans and heal incredibly fast so long as he had enough blood.
He always hated being treated like this delicate object that would break is someone were to do much as breath on him.
His own mother was afraid to hug him in case she broke something.
It had been hard to convince them to let him move so far for school, but they figured he would be safe amongst humans.
Lance supposed they were right.
After all zombies only went for humans.
As he pulled through another packed street he caught glance of a strange sight.
It looked like a purple monkey hanging from a lamppost beating Zombies away with a baseball bat.
As Lance got closer he realised it wasn’t a monkey, but a person.
A purple fluffy person.
He slammed his foot down on the accelerator and plowed through the group trying to clim up to them.
He was t sure why he did it. Maybe it was because he was bored and wanted someone to talk to?
Maybe it was because monsters should stick together?
Really it was because whoever this person is they were hot as hell.
Lance jumped up from the drivers seat and pulled on his jacket and large floppy hat before kicking his door open.
“Come with me if you want to live.”
The person stared at them for a moment before jumping into the open RV kneeing Lance right in the chest sending him to the floor.
Lance lay there for a moment trying to return the breath that had been knocked out of him when he realised they were moving.
He looked up to see the purple fluffy person driving at top speed looking panicked.
He had bite marks all up his arms dripping black blood onto the floor.
“So erm…hey.” Lance said awkwardly leaning on the back of the seat.
The person glanced back at him quickly before returning his attention to the road. “Why did you help me?”
Lance just shrugged smirking as he realised the voice was distinctly male. “Figured you were in trouble and needed help.”
“I could of handled it.” He snapped before sighing. “But… thanks.”
Lance grinned “ah my pleasure, the names Lance by the way.
“Keith.” He replied.
“Well Keith wanna tell me what you are? I mean your purple, plus your covered in bites but show no signs of going brain crazy.” Lance asked grabbing a first aid kit from a chest under the passenger seat and started cleaning the wound glad that he guy wasn’t human otherwise his fangs would of been triggered.
“Could ask you the same thing. The zombies didn’t even look at you.”
Lance shrugged “just lucky I guess.”
Keith shot him a sceptical look and Lance couldn’t help but think how cute he looked with those fluffy ears.
“Fine I’m a vampire.”
“Vampires don’t exist.” Keith stated like a fact he had know his whole life.
“Dude your purple! If you can be purple with a tail I can so be a vampire!”
Keith rolled his eyes “fine.”
Lance was quiet for a moment “so?”
“So what?” Keith didn’t even bother looking at him but Lance could see e was getting annoyed.
“So what are you?”
Keith just shrugged “no idea, I got bit and when I woke up I was still be but I looked like this.”
Lance thought for a moment “sounds like your a halfa, half human half monster, your mister half keeps you from turning but the zombies are still attracted to your monster side.” He suggested grinning proudly “if I had to guess I would say your an imp of something, though usually there a lot taller.”
Keith glared at the road “your only a few inches taller then me.”
“Doesn’t matter, still taller so there for better.” Lance grinned putting his hands on his hips. “So where you heading?”
Keith stopped the RV looking sheepish with his ears flattening to his head.
“I erm… I don’t have anywhere I can go.”
Lance suddenly threw his arms round the purple imps shoulders. “Well then, guess you have no choice but to come with me.”
“Erm where to?”
“Everywhere!”