and a bunch of screaming babies

In other news Park Jimin is the fakest hoe I’ve ever seen, boy runs around with that squishy smile and baby hands acting all soft n cute like he just the Purest Bean in the bunch and then u put him on stage and he somehow gains +2000 Daddy™ points and grinds so fine the earth quakes I don’t wanna be played like this, u gotta pick one personality u chimchiminey shit I don’t have time for these games

Ups and Downs but Mostly Downs

Request: If batsis (bruce blood daughter) had depression and self harm -anon
Same request from @robinlover11620

A/N: I have been getting a lot of requests for batsis with depression and self harm so I decide to do it today. DO NOT hurt yourself in any way shape or form. If you are going through something talk to someone you can trust because someone out there cares about you. Sorry if it is bad. I would like feedback.

Warning: This has a lot of angst in this. Curse word. Mentioned of abuse and rape. You might cry I got really sad after writing this myself.

Y/M/F/N - your mother’s first name Y/M/L/N - your mother’s last name

Word Count: 2345

Everybody has their up and downs in life. For some people it can happen when they are teenagers when they are being bully for their looks, but then glow up later in life. It can also happen in adulthood when they can’t pay for their mortgage and then later become homeless, but then they win the lottery and get there life back together. But this never happen to you, your life never the had ups, it was always downs.

It first started when you were born in a hospital just outside of Gotham. You were a perfectly healthy baby girl. But that is not how it happen, you were born in the street of Gotham, and you were not a perfectly healthily girl. You were born three months too early, and left there to die by your drug addict mother. She was high when she had you, but she knew that she did not what to keep you. She didn’t have time to rinse you and she just didn’t want to. At the last minute she realize that if somebody found you, and ran you through the system. She was in the system because of crimes she committed when she was younger, and she did not what you trace back to her, so she did the only thing she can think of, marking you. She had a generally idea who the father was, Bruce Wayne. Did I mention she was high? Well she was. She pull out her knife and began to carve into you, while you were screaming your head off because of the pain. When she was done carving into your right shoulder it read “Waye” she forgot the N. After it she drop the knife and left.

Then right after that, a kind person found you and took you to the hospital, and adopted you later. Oh if only that was true. A bunch of thugs found you and thought they can make a quick buck by selling you to somebody, and they did. But you did go to a hospital, sort of, you were sold to people that sold babies to rich families who could not have babies. They have a setup where you stayed until you got bought. The only problem was that you were never bought. No one wanted a baby that was premature and still needed a ventilator. After 3 months they throw you out and leave you on the foster care doorstep.

After a few months, a man came and adopted you and you got to live in a mansion with a butler and brothers and sisters that loved you. Well that is what you dream of right after you got your daily beating and raped by the man of the house. You were 8 when it started to happen. When you were found you didn’t have a name. All you had next to you was some trash and the knife that belong to your mother. The people at the foster care center made up the name Y/N for you, and since you hand the words “Waye” on your shoulder that became your name, Y/N Waye. You bounce around foster care from foster care, and it also happen to you every time. You will get beat, raped or both. After awhile you got tired of it and ran away. You lived on the street, and you got by. You would steal from stores or people’s houses. You ran with this crew on kids that was leaded by a teen name Jason Todd, he was fifteen years old. He was seven years older than you. He was nice to you and took care of you, he was like a brother to you. He knew about your past and you knew about his. He was your only friend that you had.

One night he wanted to get some extra money, so he went off stealing tires off of cars. You wanted to go with him, but he said no because it was too dangerous for you, so he told you to go wait in our secret hiding spot. You did exactly what he said to do, you waited in that spot for three whole days. He never came back to get you. You thought that he didn’t want you anymore and left you just like your mother did. You were so mad you started to go on a rampage. You went into an alleyway that was outside of your hideout and started to punch and kick the brick wall until your hands were bleeding. After a while, you decided to grab the lead pipe next to you, and start swinging. Then you hit a mirror that was laying there. It broke into pieces, and you just looked down at the pieces and picked one up. Then you rolled up your sleeve, you looked down and see the cigarette burns that one of your foster moms gave. You went above it and started to cut. That was the first night you cut yourself.

A few years later you were thirteen you are finally a teenager, and one day a group of four boys found you in a alleyway because you were being mugged. After that they took you in and became apart of the family. That is what you saw on a tv show once when you broke into someone’s house because you were hungry. You were not like the normal thirteen year old girl. You were a short, underweighted girl who has to cut herself to feel something. You have been feeling a bit off lately. Even though your stomach is growling you can’t come to eat, you were sad all the time, and just loss interest in living. You are just the short skinny girl that has to cover her body with long baggy clothes because of the self harm and beatings you got in the system, that was left by your mother and best friend/brother.

You had started to get the same thought that every orphan kid thought of. Why did they leave me? All you had to remember of your parents was a knife with your mother’s name on it and a scar on your arm that said “Waye.” After a few days looking on the computer at the library, you found a website that would tell you where you can found your lost parents. First you typed in Waye, and nothing came up. Then you looked at the knife that had your mother’s name on it, Y/M/F/N Y/M/L/N. You typed the name into the computer, and came up with all of her information about her. There was a picture of her, and you look just like her. You look farther into the website and you found her address, she lived in downtown. It was only a bus ride away. After sitting at the library computer section for thirty minutes, you decided to go and see her. You hopped on the bus that went downtown. It was about a ten minutes bus ride until you reach the stop. You got out and walk to the address that you had written down. After a twenty minute walk, you ended up in a nice neighborhood with townhouses. You had it all planed out on the bus ride and the walk on to the house on what you are going to say to her, but once you reach the door you froze. You were lost for words. She was a middle-class woman with a nice house, why didn’t she want you? You were just about to knock on the door, the door flew open. “Oh hello. My I help you young lady.” The man said to you. “Oh I am here to see Y/M/F/N Y/M/L/N.” you said in a quiet voice. “Ok. Honey there is someone at the door to see you!” The man yell into the house. “Ok. I am coming.” A woman with the sweetest voice answer. “Ross and you go and check on Rose before she breaks something” she said to the man who is Ross, he just nodded and walk off. “Hello. Do I know you?” She said to you. You froze again, you couldn’t move or talk at all. “Are you ok sweetie?” She said touching your shoulder. When she touch your shoulder you felt loved and safe. “I am your daughter.” You said in a low voice. She took her hand away quickly and grab your upper arm, and took you to her garage. “What are you doing here?!” She yell at you once you enter the garage. “What do you mean ‘what are you doing here’? You are my mother and I just wanted to know you and why you left me to die.” You said with a crack in your voice. “I don’t have another daughter. My daughter is sitting in the living room right now playing with my loving husband.” She said getting angry. “But I have proof look.” You said while pulling out the knife and moving your shirt out of the way to see your shoulder. “See look this is yours, and look you wrote this on me for some reason.” I said while pointing. “The reason why I wrote that on your arm was so that you would not find me!” She said getting even more mad. “But why I was just a kid.” You said while your eyes started to water. “Are you kidding me?! I was twenty two years old! I did not have time to raise a kid! I was too busy partying, doing drugs, and fucking anything that had legs!” She was yelling at this point. “Well since you’re better now, can you take care of me.” You said with a pleading voice. “Are you serious?! You are literally the reminder of what I was, and that was trash. I went to rehab, and I have been clean ever since. I do not need that near my daughter or my husband. You need to leave right now.” She said with a serious tone. “But I -” you were cut short when she decided to slap you across the face. It didn’t really hurt you. You were use to it by now. You ran out of the garage and didn’t look back.

You were crying your eyes out. You just wanted it to be over already. You ran into this warehouse that look abandon. You found a rock on the ground and throw it at the window. You got a piece of glass and started to cut yourself, really deep. It was the deepest you have every cut yourself, and it was also the fastest you ever blacked out. Once you woke up, you were tied to a chair. You looked around the room to see who did this to you. All you saw was a man with green hair and white skin, he kinda looked like a clown. “Who are you, where am I, and why am I here?” You said quietly, you were still lightheaded from the blood loss. “Well well well, look who is finally awake. Well my name is the Joker, we are at my warehouse that you broke into, and I am kinda using you as bait for the Batman.” He said with a grin on his face. “What do you mean your warehouse this place is abandon and what kind of name is Joker?” You said with a questioning face. “What do you mean this is my home away from home, and kid there are worse names out there like ‘penguin’ and ‘condiment man’.” He said mocking the names. “Well at least you have a home I live on the streets with no one.” You said with a sad face. “Hey. Stop making that face and put a smile on that frown.” He said while touching your face. You tried to move your face, but he grabbed it again. “Don’t move or I will cut you more than you already have on you.” He said putting a knife to your face.

“Put the knife knife down Joker. You don’t need to hurt her.” A man with a weird deep voice said. “Batsy you came, and since you ask nicely I will put the knife down.” He said right before he stabbed the knife in you right thigh. “AWWW!” That was the only thing you could say. Batman came closer but the Joker said no. “Remember we had a deal. You give me the money and I will not hurt the girl, but I do not SEE the MONEY!” He said while holding my chin with a death grip. “Here is your money right here Joker.” Batman said while walking over and grabbing a bag behind a box. “Here take it.” Batman said. “See. Now was these hard.” The Joker said while opening the bag. Once the Joker open it a gas came out of it, and the Joker felt right to sleep.

Batman came over to untie you and get you up, but once you tried to walk you fell down. Batman caught you, but you could not feel your legs. You didn’t know if it was the stab wound or the about of blood you lost while you were cutting yourself. “I need to take you somewhere where we can patch those cuts up. Now the hospital is too far, but I know a place. Is it ok if I take you there?” Batman said to you. All you did was nod, but then everything went black.

You started to wake up, but your eyelids were so heavy you could not open them, but you could hear voices. “Are you 100% sure.” A man who sounded like he was in his 30s or 40s said. “Yes I am sir. The blood test came back positive, that is your daughter laying on that table.” A older man with a British accent said.

“Who is my father” you said while trying to get up.

So should I do a part 2?

That One Night H.S.

So I was going to do this all in one, but it was kind of long, so I’ll be posting Part 2 soon!

*You meet Harry and have a one night stand. You get pregnant and he doesn’t know, but five months later he sees you and your pregnant belly.

Soft snores came from beside you as you sat up and looked for your shirt. The room was dark making it difficult to see, but you found your button down by the door. You held it up and frowned; over half of the buttons were ripped off. Sighing, you threw it back on the ground and grabbed Harry’s shirt that was next to it, pulling it over your head. Once you had your shorts on, you grabbed your phone and keys and snuck out of the room, breathing a sigh of relief once you made it into the bright hallway.

It only took about fifteen minutes to get to your apartment, but you were exhausted the moment you saw your bed. Falling face first onto your mattress you let sleep come over you.

You pulled a shirt over your head, staring down at your five month pregnant belly peaking out of your shirt. Your belly finally popped two weeks ago and now nothing fit you right. Thankfully, your best friend, Liza, was going to go shopping with you for new clothes. You sat on your couch thinking back to the moment you found out.

Harry had left the next day after their concert and only a couple of weeks later you were sitting on the edge of your bathtub with Liza staring at the multiple pregnancy tests with two lines. At the time, you felt like your world was falling apart. Your apartment wasn’t that big and you were working and going to school full-time. You didn’t have room for a baby in your life and that terrified you. Thankfully, your parents had been very supportive, so at least you didn’t feel alone. As much as you wanted to tell Harry, you didn’t have his number or any way to contact him, and part of you was thankful. You didn’t know if you could handle the stress of all the fans on top of how much your life was changing, so you let it be.

Your phone chimed, bringing your mind back to the present. Liza was outside waiting for you, so you made your way down the stairs and into her car. She liked to listen to One Direction just to annoy you, and that’s exactly what was playing when you opened the door. After the two of you had been driving she spoke.

“So, did you hear that they’re back in town today? They’re going to be here for three days,” she told you, but you already knew that. Though you wouldn’t admit it, stalking Harry had become a way to pass the time when you weren’t working. You also had contemplated buying a ticket, but they were sold out the minute the announced the reunion. 

“Yeah? So what?” You shrugged and looked at the store while Liza found a parking spot close to the front. You didn’t want to think about it. Truth is, you were afraid of telling him. You had no idea how he would react. You’d like to imagine he’d be excited and drop everything to help, but you tried to be realistic. He had a career that caused him to be away for months on end, and why would he want to give up One Direction for a baby he didn’t even want.

“So? Are you going to try to find him? He needs to know, Y/N.”

“He doesn’t. He’s a big rockstar, and I don’t need him or his money to take care of my baby,” you denied, while grabbing a cart. The two of you walked towards the maternity section and began picking out clothes. This wasn’t you at all. You liked to wear crop tops and booty shorts, not big stretchy bras and pants with elastic at the top.

“It’s not just your baby though. I could understand when you thought you’d never see him again, but now he’s here. He’s literally somewhere in town. You can’t just ignore it.”

The argument when back in forth for awhile while you finished shopping. Once you were done, Liza waited for you to pay and then the two of you left, deciding to stop somewhere to eat.

You were about halfway through your burger when a bunch of screaming came from outside the store. Dread filled you as you recognized the sound. You turned to face the doorway to see Harry and Liam walking inside the restaurant, waiting for the hostess to seat them. You sunk down in your booth and hoped that they wouldn’t notice you, but as fate would have it, they were seated in the booth in front of you.

Harry hadn’t noticed you yet and you debated running out of the restaurant, but Liza refused because ’she wanted to finish her steak’. She smirked at your disdain as you drank your water to the point nothing left was coming up the straw. The noise caught Harry’s attention and he looked at you. You hoped he wouldn’t recognize you, but of course that wouldn’t happen. He grinned when he saw you and motioned for Liam to look as well.

“Hey! Y/N! It’s so great to see you!” Liam said, speaking across the booth. Liza was still slightly awestruck due to the fact that she had never actually met either of them and that she always had some sort of crush on Liam, but she played it off cooly.

“Hi, I’m Liza,” she greeted, reaching behind her to shake Liam’s hand. He smiled greeted her back as did Harry, before focusing back on you.

“Hey, Y/N. How long has it been?” he asked, as if you hadn’t been running through his mind since the moment he woke up alone.

“Um, I’m not sure. Like five months?” You posed it like a question, like you didn’t have a very obvious way to keep track of the time. You began picking apart your bun, nervous for what might happen. There wasn’t an obvious way around him finding out, and somehow, a public restaurant didn’t seem like the best scene to have this kind of conversation. To top it all off, you had bought a nice loose-fitting dress that would’ve somewhat hid your bump, but it was currently in one of the bags in Liza’s car. You were still in your tight shirt that barely covered your stomach.

“Wow, long time,” he said, smiling at you. The little growing baby in your stomach decided to give a strong little kick and began rolling around. Maybe it was due to your heart racing now that you were near Harry, but either way, it really made you have to pee. It felt like the fates were kicking you while you were down and nothing could go your way.

Seriously. This city was huge and it just so happened that the one guy you wanted to avoid walked into the same restaurant you were at, sat in the booth in front of you, and now your baby had to make a scene. “I have to pee,” you grumbled, standing up and facing the bathroom. You knew Harry’s eyes must’ve been on your rather prominent stomach, but you kept walking. Your face was red and you let out a shaky breath once you made it to the bathroom, leaning back against the wall.

You stared into the mirror and looked at your belly. Your shirt had risen up, again, and the small purple stretch marks were beginning to form at your pants line. After taking a breather, you went to the bathroom and washed your hands, staring at your reflection for a moment before walking out of the bathroom.

Harry was standing right next to the door and cornered you. “Y/N. We need to talk.”

So there it is! Hope you guys like it and I’ll be posting Part 2 soon!

Part TWO


Being James Potter's Sister Would Include...
  • Getting teased 99.9% of the time
  • No matter what you do
  • But also having someone who would be proud of all your achievements
  • Embarrassingly so, really
  • Like if he sees you gaining house points for your house
  • There’s a bunch of “WOOHOOO” and “FUCK YEAH, THAT’S MY SISTER”
  • Everyone thinking you’d be just as much of a troublemaker
  • They wouldn’t be wrong though…
  • Helping the lads pull off pranks
  • Keeping watch when they do
  • And causing distractions
  • Basically a perfect crime team of 5
  • High fives when you all pull it off
  • Being treated as a sister by all the Marauders
  • If they see you upset, the first question is
  • “Who do we have to hex??”
  • Basically having 4 brothers
  • No guy can go close to you without James having a frown on his face
  • And asking a billion questions about the dude later
  • “James, I was just giving him notes from a class he missed.”
  • “Is notes code for ‘let’s snog later’ now??”
  • A lot of little arguments
  • That usually end in one of you in a headlock

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279 prompts cause I'm waiting and waiting and waiting

1. Someday I’m going to get this right.
2. Maybe I don’t need to understand
3. I’m holding on tightly
4. You’re a mystery.
5. Wait until the lights are low.
6. I did it thanklessly.
7. I got a strange feeling about this.
8. You’re running away?
9. Don’t stop if you’re enjoying yourself.
10. I think about it every day and every night.
11. I can’t say ‘no’.
12. Well I didn’t think you’d take it this far.
13. You won’t be the same.
14. Come closer, I have to tell you something.
15. I hated the nights in the van when we drove through the night.
16. That’s a hundred miles an hour.
17. Even though it’s not always good.
18. You’re more than just a great face.
19. Let your hair down.
20. We can be ourselves now.
21. Go ahead, be foolish.
22. It’s your fault that I screen my phone calls.
23. I’m not home anyway.
24. Tell me when.
25. You’re talking to a lady.
26. You’re not exactly what I had in mind either.
27. How can you ignore it?
28. This conversation is pointless.
29. Trust me, you were heard.
30. I can hear crying through the door.
31. I never took anyone’s side.
32. I’ll keep my mouth shut.
33. She can’t keep you from stumbling.
34. I’m in misery.
35. Your chest is so cold right now.
36. I will cover you until we’re gone.
37. We are the same!
38. You could make it easy on me.
39. The wait is so long.
40. Thanks for the souvenir
41. Of course, he fucked everything up.
42. I did what you couldn’t
43. This is wrong?
44. I have some hope left.
45. Anything you ever did was strictly what you were told to.
46. I know what I need!
47. Tell on me
48. It’s now or never.
49. Leave a trace of yourself, come on.
50. Let me take the lead.
51. You think I’ll apologize for what I did.
52. I’ll admit that I fucked up.
53. There’s some grey here.
54. You better believe I’ll move on.
55. Tell it like it was, come on.
56. You know what to do if you’re lonely
57. I’m suffocating
58. It’s been a long time coming.
59. What are you trying to do to us?
60. What about Sunday? You swore you’d make it work.
61. I wish you would change your mind.
62. It would just take a minute.
63. I’ll be awake anyway.
64. He said you were nice.
65. Unless you’re going to be cool…
66. Find me tonight. I’ll still be in the city.
67. What made you think twice?
68. Secretly, you’re a good one, aren’t you?
69. You broke a couple glasses.
70. You called me about six different awful names.
71. You posted it.
72. I’ve been so worried about you lately.
73. You think you’re good enough, huh?
74. It’s good enough for now.
75. You don’t look like the person I trusted.
76. You can’t find love when you’re this smashed.
77. That’s not what you said yesterday!
78. I’ll feel better when we get to the club.
79. Nothing your hands on my body can’t fix.
80. I know you need a body to keep you warm.
81. We will have a good time
82. You’re acting pathetic.
83. You’re the only reason I came.
84. I thought you were going to help me.
85. I’m not giving you shit.
86. It’s 4 in the morning.
87. Of course, it hurts.
88. You got to give me more than that.
89. Why did I even wait up?
90. I don’t want to lose another fight.
91. Let it sink in.
92. How can you sleep?
93. It’s all over me.
94. I handed over the keys.
95. I can’t stop crying now.
96. If we’re going to do it, I want to do it right.
97. I don’t feel very safe.
98. Remember when you said you would change?
99. You don’t play fair.
100. That hair is not mine.
101. You and I didn’t exist ever.
102. What were you hoping for?
103. Why did you play games?
104. Don’t speak for me ever again.
105. I’m not something to be conquered.
106. You know just what to say.
107. Just couldn’t resist.
108. We have way too much in common.
109. I have a shopping problem.
110. Do you think about me when you get off?
111. This feels hopeless now.
112. I’ve got time for you. Always.
113. Were you crying?
114. You’re confusing me!
115. Don’t waste my time.
116. It’s too late for this tonight.
117. I’m sure you feel very right.
118. I didn’t feel bad when we lied.
119. I heard you scream in the bathroom.
120. Wait around and see for yourself.
121. How high are you?
122. I never put you down.
123. No one needs that!
124. Did you forget to turn your heart on this morning?
125. It feels really tight.
126. Why are you still talking?
127. I can’t escape you!
128. This is the best I can do.
129. If you see me walking down the street, just walk by, okay?
130. I still cry about it.
131. Do you ever think about what we did?
132. You still turn me on.
133. My heart feels heavy.
134. I’ve had too much time these days.
135. Don’t call me baby.
136. Can you not see murder when it’s in front of you?
137. Stop showing up at my favourite places.
138. You don’t just want to talk.
139. Walk away.
140. You know all the reasons why already.
141. You didn’t know me then.
142. What’s the excuse?
143. She lost control.
144. Are you lonely?
145. What’s with the naked guys?
146. Don’t get carried away.
147. Stop screaming. We are in public.
148. I heard through a bunch of people.
149. Oh wow, you’re not kidding.
150. Vanilla, right?
151. You are actually going to go home with them?
152. This is not me being jealous, okay?
153. Oh, I love paying for things I can’t afford.
154. I’m not sitting here and wishing for you.
155. What’s on your phone that is so interesting?
156. I’m imagining what you could possibly find interesting about them.
157. You’re not that much of a mess.
158. I’ve seen you here before.
159. Good luck replacing me.
160. I wish I was smarter.
161. I’m not interested in you like this.
162. Can you handle that?
163. We’re never alone
164. You’re leaving with somebody else
165. You said I could come along.
166. I did not see this coming.
167. You sound like crazy people.
168. Your car reeks of weed.
169. Do you hear yourself right now?
170. I’m tired of putting things on hold.
171. This is the strangest thing you’ve asked for.
172. I don’t want to know why.
173. I’d rather be sad with you.
174. Wake me up next time.
175. It feels like fire.
176. How much more of this can you take?
177. It’s hard being away from you and not knowing.
178. I can’t believe this is happening
179. Don’t rage about this.
180. I hate that I need you.
181. How are you going to make things better?
182. Are we being spied on?
183. You know I’m human, right?
184. Hate is a part of life.
185. Baby, answer the question
186. I know that you’re sorry
187. I need you to pay attention.
188. Now you’re freaking out.
189. I didn’t know about this garbage when I agreed.
190. Give me a chance to remember
191. I defended you
192. I’m in my own world.
193. Write the note already.
194. Load your car up then.
195. I won’t say it.
196. Tequila turns you into someone else.
197. So you lied and cheated?
198. It’s seven am, you can’t be angry yet.
199. You got one shot left.
200. I’ve been thinking about what I used to do to you
201. All I need is a little bit.
202. You are drinking too much
203. Keep it to yourself
204. You think this is what 'okay’ looks like?
205. If you only knew.
206. Just wondered if you were asleep.
207. I don’t care how you feel.
208. It’s less dangerous this way
209. Keep it real.
210. I wish I could read your mind.
211. I’m not looking for a fantasy.
212. I’m so into you.
213. This is heaven.
214. It’s chaos in here.
215. Am I dreaming?
216. You’re my only friend
217. I know why you’re crying, but care to explain anyway?
218. Everyone knows what you think.
219. You can’t miss what wasn’t yours.
220. It was all a lie. I lied and kept lying.
221. You said 'yes’.
222. Wait a minute, bring that back.
223. I’m not worried about a thing.
224. You got this.
225. You’re smarter than you think you are.
226. He is so drunk on power.
227. This belongs to you. I want you to have it.
228. What do you believe in then?
229. This is betrayal. This feels like a slap in the face.
230. He was right there.
231. This is my life, don’t you forget that.
232. I paid him to do that.
233. What good could you do?
234. How much will you lose?
235. Are you committed to this?
236. She won’t listen to you.
237. Use both hands.
238. I didn’t get close on purpose.
239. You’re the worst nice girl I’ve known.
240. I’m not the nervous kind.
241. Shame on me for getting so close.
242. Fuck you and your family dinner.
243. I wish we never kissed.
244. Is it okay that we are so close?
245. You’ve been nothing but trouble since you arrived.
246. Good luck finding someone to be with you now.
247. Doesn’t matter what you tell them, I’m not coming.
248. I would have figured you out.
249. If it was my choice, we would still be together
250. Where have you been?
251. You want to be forgiven?
252. I’m scared I’ll die alone
253. I didn’t want to walk out.
254. Where were you then?
255. When I saw you, I freaked out.
256. Don’t run away from me.
257. I’d go anywhere you wanted to go.
258. I saw you from the corner of my eye.
259. You’re making my heart feel tight.
260. You don’t have to dress up.
261. I’m letting go tonight.
262. That better not end up on the Internet.
263. I’m trying to be patient.
264. This wasn’t what I dreamed for myself.
265. I don’t want to hear the great story you worked out
266. Call in sick.
267. I can wait til you get back.
268. This is about to go from bad to disastrous
269. I didn’t think I’d actually wind up liking you.
270. You knocked him out.
271. You’re not the boss of me.
272. You think you’re so slick, don’t you?
273. She is going to destroy you.
274. Can you walk and talk at the same time?
275. I’ll call you a cab. An uber.
276. You must not respect me at all.
277. The kitchen? Of all places?
278. Call that girl. I bet she would give you a ride.
279. If it makes you feel better, go ahead.

having sex with Ethan would include...

requested: yes

anon: Could you do an imagine/preference on what it’d be like to have sex with them?

anon: having sex with them would include…

( I swear for those of you who are innocent –like me– this isn’t bad AT ALL) 

↣ lots of dirty talk

↣ probably a bunch of hickies

↣ usually super rough but like your first time would be super slow & passionate

↣ compliments like every 3 seconds

↣ him calling you baby/babygirl

↣ leaving marks/scratches on his back that would be really red and visible the next morning

↣ ethan being super tired and sweaty afterwards

↣ kisses EVERYWHERE.

↣ “I love you so much baby,”

↣ him loving it when you scream his name

↣ him smirking the whole time !!!

↣ ethan groaning in pleasure

↣ “holy sh- oh my god y/n”

↣ him begging you to give him a bj  

↣ falling back on the bed breathlessly just staring at the ceiling replaying that recent events in your head

↣ literally having sex anywhere/everywhere. on the floor, in a bathroom, at the park. anywhere

↣ “round two?”

↣ “yeah, why not”

↣ you literally falling asleep on top of him

↣ and him being super okay with it and playing with your hair

↣ then in the morning you guys would be super sore/tired so you’d end up doing nothing the whole day.

a/n – this wasn’t too smutty and like i have NO experience but I thought this was pretty good haha (:

Tough Love (Philip x Reader)

Word Count: 1,881

Warnings: SMUT (not full but definiely NSFW), Swears

Authors Note: This story doesn’t have a really entriguing plot line? It’s just a bunch of angst that I felt like writing to give you guys something while I finish writing all of my Daveed fics. Thank you for being patient. I love yall! Also it is one thing to read smut but another to write it. It was really awkward so I had to take baby steps. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THOUGHT OF MY FIC, GIVE ME FEEDBACK. I LOVE HEARING FROM YOU GUYS!!!

not even requested (lol)


“It’s over!” you screamed to Philip, this must’ve been the 3rd time you said these exact words in the past month. “You tell me that every time baby, but you always come crawling back.” he said back at you, as you tried to shove all of your belongings into a tote. “Have I ever told you that you’re an arrogant son of a bitch?” you shot back at him. “Yeah? Well you are the most clingy ass hat I’ve ever met.” he said back, just as angrily. “You know what? Sorry. Sorry that I ever cared for you, sorry that I wasted your damn time Philip.” You spat back at him before leaving his apartment. “The only waste of my time is this fight. I know you’ll be back by tomorrow.” he yelled at you before slamming his door shut. This was what your relationship had ended up as. It wasn’t always like this. At first it was all lovey dovey, the honeymoon phase. It ended as soon as it started. Philip was his flirty self, and you were clingy. Always needing reassurance that he returned your feelings, always making sure he hadn’t found somebody else. He was outgoing and you were reserved. It was a miracle that you two had even gotten together. It was also true that you always caved in after a fight. You always went back to him begging for forgiveness when you weren’t the one at fault, always forgave him for whatever he did. Every time you promised you wouldn’t go back, every time you did. This time it was different. You were tired of being in a one sided relationship, tired of giving him everything you had only for him to give you half. You didn’t go back.

“Y/N let’s go out tonight!” Your best friend said. You hadn’t moved from your bed since you broke things off with Philip. It was past a week, and by this point you usually caved. It took alot out of you to keep away from him. It was weird to break the cycle. “I dunno.” you mumbled from under the covers. “You need to get over him. He never deserved you.” your friend said as she made her way to your bed and sat on the corner. She moved the covers a bit and gave your shoulder a rub. It was true, everybody told you that he didn’t deserve you but you felt as if you didn’t deserve him. You were the sweetheart, always seeing the good side of people. Philip was the player, always taking advantage of others. He took advantage of your sweetness, and you saw the good side of him. “Please?” your friend whined. You decided it was enough, you were tired of letting Philip have this power over you. even after you called it quits. “Ok.” you said sitting up.

You put on your tightest, most short dress you had in your closet and looked in the mirror. Holy shit, you felt amazing. When was the last time you even wore this dress? You made your way to your shoe rack and chose your highest heels and wiggled your feet into them. “Oh my god. You look hot.” your friend said as she stuck her head out of the bathroom. “I know.” you giggled.

You two headed out, and managed to get a taxi on a busy friday night. Once at the club, your friend went to the dance floor, and you sat at the bar sipping on some champagne. You looked around enjoying the scenery, you hadn’t left the house for a week afterall. That was when your heart jumped to your throat. He was here. Philip was at the other side of the bar. He looked distressed, running a hand through his wavy hair. Bags under his eyes, signaling he hadn’t slept in some time. He looked up, and your eyes locked with his. You froze, you didn’t know what to do. Before you could run into the dance floor and get lost, he got up and made his way over to you. “Y/N.” he said sitting in the stool next to you. You couldn’t respond. “You look beautiful.” he said stirring his drink. “Couldn’t say the same for you.” you managed out. He slightly chuckled. “I haven’t slept for a week, what did you expect?” He replied. “Why haven’t you slept? You did plenty of times when we were together? Remember that time you missed our one year anniversary plans because you slept through it?” you replied, feeling bitter. “I haven’t slept because you aren’t by my side when I wake up. I forget that you left me and I wake up disappointed.” he said simply. Your breath got stuck in your throat. “Philip. Stop.” you say, looking away. “What am I doing?” he asked back. “You know what you’re doing, you always do this.” you say trying your best not to fall back into him. He had a way with words, and he knew how to use it. You had fallen in love with him and what he said. It was hard not to fall back into love with him the same way. “Please, come back.” he almost pleaded. “Fine.” you say, a spark of hope rose to Philip’s eyes. “I have things at your place I want back anyways.” you say trying not to let your walls fall. He looked down in disappointment, but led you out of the club.

Once at his apartment you gathered all of your remaining items into a paper bag. You looked around and remembered every memory the apartment held for you. You were interrupted from your thoughts when Philip cleared his throat behind you. You whipped around and saw Philip’s eyes traveling up and down your body. You rolled your eyes and tried to exit the room. Philip grabbed your arm, and you felt electricity in the places where he touched. “Please. Don’t go.” he whispered. “I- I can’t stay.” you say trying to keep yourself from giving in to him. It was so hard. You wanted to, but you knew if you did you would end up hurt again, and you were tired of it. “Why not?” Philip tugged a bit on your arm so you faced him. His eyes were glossy.”Our love is so hard Philip, It’s rare that we don’t go a month without fighting.” you say. “But every time we fight we end up together again, It just shows our love is tough Y/N. Easy love is for the unpassionate. Our love is so much more than that.” he argued back. “Yes, but I always end up hurt Philip, everytime we fight.” you said unable to meet his eyes. “I won’t let that happen.” He replied. “How can you say that? We do this so many times, and everytime I end up hurt Philip. What is different about this time?” you say slightly raising your voice. He didn’t answer. “Exactly. There’s nothing different.” you answer yourself and move past him to the door. Just as you were turning the doorknob he answered you. “Want to know what is different Y/N? Every time you come back to me, but this time it’s me going to you. I’m the one who is hurting, the one who can’t sleep. When you didn’t come back, it hit me. I lost you, I lost the thing that mattered most to me. When you were mine I never realized how good you were, you were always under my spell but you broke out of it. And I screwed up. When you were gone, I realized that I loved you more than anything else in this world. I realized who I am. I am nothing without you Y/N. Please.” He began to cry, tears rolling down his freckled cheeks. “Please don’t leave me.” He began to sob as you stood in shock by the door. It was rare that Philip was left vulnerable. He was crying too hard to realize you had dropped your bag and walked over to him. You took your thumb and ran it across his cheek to wipe away his tears. He raised his gaze to you. “Is that how you really feel Philip? Please tell me it’s true. Please. I want to believe you so badly.” you pleaded. “Y/N. I promise, I-” you gave in at that. You shut him up by pressing your lips to his slightly. They fit together like puzzle pieces. His hands began to roam your back, and you wrapped your arms around his neck trying to pull him closer even though your body was already flush against his. You moved your lips to his jaw then to his neck leaving open mouthed kisses on his neck. He gasped at the contact. “Y/N- I love you so much.” he managed to get out. You slowly started to undo his button down revealing his toned chest. You pressed your hand against his chest and moved your lips back onto his kissing him harder than before. Philip backed you up into a wall and his arms made their way to your butt, and began to grab at your thighs. On command you jumped slightly and wrapped your legs around his torso. He led you to the bed without ever breaking contact. He laid you down and hovered over you, admiring you and savoring the moment. Your noses were touching and he stared into your eyes, “God you’re so beautiful.” he whispered, you couldn’t help but blush. He quickly put his lips against yours again and began unzipping your dress. You raised your butt slightly so he could work it off your body. That left you in your matching set of navy blue underwear. He moved down, removing your bra, kissing your chest and stomach. When he reached your thighs, he gently traced over your stretch marks. He loved those especially. He slipped off your panties, leaving you exposed. When he made his way back up, you began to unbutton the rest of his shirt and tossed it off. Your hand reached into his pants, and rubbed slightly against the fabric of his underwear. He moaned into the kiss and you smiled. He broke the kiss to unbutton his pants, and slip them off along with his briefs. He kissed the tip of your nose before lining himself up. “Are you sure Y/N?” he asked you. “Please Philip, I need you.” You whimpered.

The next morning you woke  up wrapped in Philip’s arms. He was already awake just admiring your beauty, he brushed stray hairs from your face. “Morning beautiful.” he whispered into your ear before placing a kiss behind it. “Morning handsome.” you replied turning to face him. You hadn’t woken up like this since the honeymoon phase. “I’ve missed this.” you admitted. “You won’t ever wake up another way.” he promised pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose. You snuggled into his chest, and he wrapped his arms around you once more. It was true, you had given in to him, but when you gave in to him, you also gave in to love. This time you were willing to get hurt. Willing because you loved Philip more than you realized. Willing  because easy love wasn’t love at all.

Fuck canon Kanjigar. I want to imagine him as Maes Hughes from fma; he carries a bunch of pictures of Draal when he was a baby and shows them to anyone who’s unlucky enough to get in his way.
Do you want to get the trollhunter’s help? Okay, but first, *takes out a stack of pictures from who knows where in his armor* have you seen how adorable my son is? Look at him munching on a mace, isn’t he cute. Isn’t my son the cutest. I love my son.
Meanwhile Draal screams in the distance.

anonymous asked:

Could you do Tfa cons (you know the main ones) +Tfa Dinobots getting turn into sparklings (hope that's not too many I just could resist sparkling stuff is so cute! You can take some off if it's too many )

More sparklings!!!!!

-He crawls around playing with his toys peacefully one second, the next the room is a mess and a bunch of his toys are broken
-He likes playing on his own unless he’s in charge
-He likes to nap bundled up in a blanket while being rocked, he just doesn’t like to be completely still

-He’s a stubborn baby who likes to do what he wants when he wants
-He has lots of toys, but he only plays with one and he carries it around everywhere and if someone else touched it, he’ll scream and throw a huge hissy fit
-He curls up in a ball on the floor when he’s tired with his toy and goes to sleep, when you pick him up he won’t even stir

-He wants to play with Megatron a lot, he likes playing games with Megatron even though Megatron bosses him around
-He falls down a lot and will lay there crying until you pick him up and cuddle him making it better
-When he wakes up from his nap, he will cry until you come get him, he doesn’t like being alone for too long

-One minute he’s cuddly and loving, the next he’s mean and wants to be left alone
-He likes crazy games and silly songs
-He doesn’t like to be swaddled up, he needs to be swaddled up. He’s very unpredictable to everyone and even himself, so he might accidentally hurt himself

-She has abandonment issues so she can get clingy to you and doesn’t like it when other people talk to you
-To ensure you don’t leave her, she’ll have you carry her around everyone. She feels safe and happy when in your arms
-If you can, she really likes it if you lay next to her and hold her until she’s asleep, once she’s asleep you can stop cuddling her, but maybe stay in the room so you’re still with her or she’ll panic

-He gets emotional easily. One minute he’s playing just fine, then he gets mad at something random and breaks his toy, then he’ll start crying for you to fix it
-He gets hurt a lot from running around and not looking at where he’s going, kisses make his boo-boos feel better though
-He hates naps, he throws hissy fits and sits in his crib screaming till he just tuckers himself out

-He likes to cuddle and sit in your lap
-He’s very quiet and calm so you don’t have to worry about him causing much trouble
-As soon as you lay him down in the crib he goes to sleep, and he’ll stay that way until you pick him back up again

-He wanders off a lot because he’ll see something interesting and wants to get a closer look. Put him in a baby harness and leash or he’ll run off chasing a butterfly
-You don’t have to worry too much if he’s wandering around the house/base, he likes to know where you are, so he’ll go to one room and run back to make sure you’re still there, then run off again
-It’s best to wait till he’s actually asleep before you leave the room, otherwise he’ll climb out of his crib and he’ll be running around looking for you

anonymous asked:

Out of all the kids who would be the one to be mopping the floors or something and singing to shitty pop music with a bunch of extravagance like using the mop as a microphone and spinning it around then when someone walks in they just scream

replace pop music with rock music and this is 120% something Asriel does on a regular basis and he somehow always manages to get caught in the middle of a sick broom guitar solo

he never, ever sings in front of other people, but he actually likes singing and daydreams about being a rockstar because of course he does, the little edge baby

Chara probably does the pop music thing though, except they have no shame, if someone walks in on them while the broom concert is taking place, they just aggressively keep singing at the person until they either join in or get freaked out and leave

everyone knows that when it’s Chara’s turn to do cleaning chores, you better grab everything you need from the kitchen + living room before they start or you’re gonna get musical’d at, those are just the terms and conditions of making Chara do anything


This is a continuation of Deadpool’s sidekick because I actually kind of love it??
If you have any other ideas for the (Series?) I’d love to write it!

Everything was silent, until.. 

“It’s time to wake up and validate me again!” Deadpool’s voice announced through the quiet room, just over the sound of the two air-horns he was blasting and boy are you grateful. 

“Fuck off, marshmellow.” You groaned, burying your head underneath your pillow and praying that he goes away. 

Of course since you were a shit person and God wants to punish you for it, Wade did not go away. In fact he threw himself on your bed to demand attention. “No can do, senorita. We’ve got a mission to do. It’s time to wake up and smell the discourse.” 

You muttered a few choice words under your breath before sighing and lifting the pillow just enough to peer at Deadpool through tired narrowed eyes. “How much does it pay?” 

Deadpool chuckled. “See, that’s the thing. Absolutely nothing.” 

Your foot shot out suddenly and swiped his hip. Knocking him off your bed and making you grunt because damn he’s getting heavy. “Get the hell out of my room.” 

Deadpool popped right back up as you shoved the pillow right over your head. 

“Come on, you’re my sidekick! You need to come so that I look cool! I really want to impressive this hottie, please!” Deadpool threw his top half down on your bed and draped himself where he fell. “You have to!” 

“I will shoot you.” 


“I won’t hesitate bitch.” 

“You gotta come!” 

“Fuck the fuck off, yeah?” 

“I won’t give up until you say yes!”


“It’s cold as balls out here and I miss my bed.” You wrapped your arms around yourself as you and Deadpool stood on a rooftop a couple blocks from your place. Your suit was a little more revealing than Deadpool (Deadpool says because white men in black suits are complete misogynistic losers that just want to please the snotty kids in their mom’s basement looking at your poster. But you think Deadpool’s just a pervert.) so you were freezing in the New York winter season. 

“Look hotter. We have to impress this guy.” 

You groaned. “You could have at least bought me a coffee.” You muttered, huffing as you turned away from him dramatically. 

When you did, there was a slight thump of feet across the roof and you immediately went for your blades. But Deadpool stopped you by stepping forward and greeting the guy. 

Usually that didn’t even make you think about it, but this time was different. Why.. 

“Baby boy!” You fully looked up and started cursing under your breath. 

“We came here for Spider-Man? For free? Are you kidding me?” You snapped, your hands dropping away from your blades because you wanted to choke Wade with your bare hands. 

“Ah, always nice to meet a fan.” Spider-Man mockingly saluted you, and you just sneered back. 

“Don’t worry about her, baby boy-” -”Don’t call me Baby boy. Have we not talked about this?”- “-She just didn’t get her beauty sleep. She’s a real bitch when she doesn’t get her full 9 hours.” 

You rolled your eyes. “What did I get out of bed for? If it’s anything less than a presidential assassination I’m leaving your asses in the cold.” 

Spider-Man tilted his head at you and seemed confused. “I didn’t call you here for anything. I just heard that Wade was back in town so I’ve been putting in some extra patrols in the last few days.” He supplied, and your glare darkened. You were going to murder Wade. This time for real.

“That can’t be good for you.” Wade tsked. “That’s why I gave myself up! We can just hang out together so you can make sure that I don’t unalive anyone, it’s better for your health this way.” Wade nodded sagely. 

The smaller man simply looked up at Wade, over at you, and then back at Wade. “What about her? Why would I trust her not to kill-” “-Unalive!”- “-someone?” 

Wade looked back at you too, and then shrugged. “You can’t. She unalives me all the time.” He perked up then and wrapped his arm around Spider-Man’s shoulders. “So, let us go do Deadpool and Spider-Man things, and my sidekick can tag along too.” 

“I’m not your sidekick!” 


You stood there banging your head against a wall in the middle of a battle field. Bullets were flying, webs were being shot, men were falling to the ground all around you and you were just done with it. 

The killing, oh you could care less about. (Although it wasn’t even killing with Friendly Neighbourhood Boring McFucker around. Deadpool just shot knee caps and shoulders! What fun was that?!) It was the flirting. You’d give anything to leave right now. Anything!

You sighed as you glanced up, and looked around the scene. It was a bank robbery. Or, an attempted one. (They gave it their best shot!) Half the assailants were already down, and you hadn’t even done anything yet. 

“Snugglebugs, watch your six!” Deadpool called as he shot another kneecap and skipped through the mass of bodies screaming on the floor. 

“No nicknames! I forbid them! You’re not allowed them anymore!” Spider-Man announced, yet he still whipped around and shot a web at a man’s hand when he was ready to shoot his gun at him. 

“Whatever you say honey bunches.” 

“Is that not a cereal?” 


“That’s it.” You muttered, turning on your heel and was just about to go home. You couldn’t do this anymore, when you saw one of the soggy lamp shades grab a kid and start heading towards the door. ‘My baby!’ the mother cried but the two idiots in love were too far up each other’s asses to hear that. “For the love of God. All I want is my bed.” You groaned out, breaking away from the wall you were previously banging your head against, and picking up the pace when the guy started making a run for the window. The cops outside wouldn’t shoot him if he had a kid, the guy was smart. Or at least… Had an average I.Q. Which was a lot more you could say for the other ones. 

Since you made no such deal to Friendly Neighbourhood Boring McFucker not to unalive someone, you took one of your blades and was about to throw it when you heard the kid crying. 

“Fuck.” You muttered under your breath, and just caught up to the guy and knocked him out from behind with the butt of the blade. Shoving him to the ground before he could fall on the kid. 

The poor child screamed and immediately ran into your arms, the only thing he found safe at the moment, and you could do nothing else but hold the sobbing kid as you carried him back to his mother and blindly threw the dagger behind you. If you hit the guy, you hit the guy. If you didn’t, you didn’t. Either way you had one objective. 

“Why do you have a kid in your arms? Have you been hiding something from me?” Deadpool popped out of nowhere. 

“For the love of..” 


You were all up on a rooftop now, Deadpool having bought everyone tacos. Actually bought them too, because Spidey- Boy was here. The taco tasted funny to you, but that might only be the legitimacy. 

“You did good work today, Deadpool.” Spider-Man complimented, his mask rolled up to his nose so he could stuff tacos down his throat easier. “You surprised me.” 

“I surprised me too.” Deadpool nodded sagely, hiding his skin up to his nose with shoving tacos down his throat. 

“I wouldn’t hate working with you again, if you ever stop back in town.” Spider-Man offered. 

Deadpool paused, but still held a taco up to his face. “I don’t think I’m going to leave anytime soon now.” He commented. “The party’s just started right?” He offered hesitantly, and Peter grinned. 

“Yeah, it’s just begun.” He agreed. 

“You guys are so cute I’m going to puke. I’m going home.” You muttered, dropping your unfinished taco off the roof and hopped onto the fire escape. 

You weren’t going to survive them not figuring out whatever the hell this was soon. 



* triggering content below, proceed to read/reblog with caution!

’ It’s all true. The bogeyman is real and you found him. ’
’ Let me ask you something. ’
’ How come you’re asking me so many jackassy questions? ’
’ You know, the crazy shit you see when you’re driving across the country. ’
’ I don’t drive cross country. ’
’ You little dickens, you. I know what your problem is. ’
’ Ya’ll think us folk from the country’s real funny-like, dontcha? ’
’ Yeah, well saddle up the mule, Ma! Slide me some grits! ’
’ I said, shut your fucking mouth! ’
’ You asshole! ’
’ Listen, you Malibu middle class Barbie piece of shit, I’m tryin’ to work here. ’
’ Work? You ever work? Yeah, I’ll bet you have. ’
’ Our bodies come and go but this blood… is forever. ’
’ I bet you’d stick your head in fire if I told ya you could see Hell. ’
’ Meanwhile, you’re too stupid to realize you got a demon stickin’ out your ass. ’
’ Have you seen this girl in the past twenty four hours? ’
’ The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin’. ’
’ You know, I like ‘em with a little more meat on ‘em. ’
’ Yeah, cute kid. Ain’t my type though. ’
’ Come on clownie, just answer the damn questions. ’
’ We ain’t interested in your love life. ’
’ Goddamn, motherfucker got blood all over my best clown suit. ’
’ I said get the fuck off him/her you stupid fucking whore! Fucking slut! ’
’ Oh, really? Are you gonna do something about it? ’
’ I’ll fucking cut your tits off and shove ‘em down your throat! ’
’ Why are you doing this? ’
’ I mean, I couldn’t have asked for a better speciman. ’
’ You don’t know what kind of dry spell I’ve had here. ’
’ This can’t be real, this can’t be real, this can’t be real. ’
’ Oh, it’s real. As real as I want it to be, mama. ’
’ Fuck you, you fucking freak! ’
’ I’m the one who brings the Christmas candy. ’
’ I’m the one who beats you when you’re bad. ’
’ I’m the one who brings the devil’s brandy. ’
’ Who’s your daddy? ’
’ Now tell me, who’s your daddy? ’
’ Come on, sweetie. Give the old man some sugar. ’
’ I’m the one who loves ya when you’re fucking dead! ’
’ We like to get fucked up, and do fucked up shit. ’
’ Take his gag out. It’s more fun with the screaming. ’
’ Please don’t kill us, please don’t kill us. ’
’ That screaming is much more exciting that way. ’
’ Please don’t kill us… nah… please don’t kill us. ’
’ Shut your mouth and get your shit in the box. Get in now. ’
’ Wait, wait, wait… I wanna say goodbye. ’
’ Goodbye, sweetie. We could’ve been great. ’
’ Ain’t we just having a fucking hoot? ’
’ Just let us go, I swear to God we won’t tell anyone. I swear… ’
’ Get your fucking ass up, boy. ’
’ Come on, we ain’t got all night. ’
’ Where does she think she’s gonna run to? ’
’ She gonna run all the way home? ’
’ Where does she think she’s gonna run to? She gonna run all the way home? ’
’ Huntin’ humans ain’t nothin’ but nothin’. ’
’ They all run like scared little rabbits. Run, rabbit, run. ’
’ I hate fucked up families. ’
’ But most of all, fuck you! ’
’ Shit, I can’t do nothing with this now. ’
’ For the lot of me, I do not understand why you hang out with that asshole. ’
’ Well hell, arn’t they all? All they want to do is eat and fuck. ’
’ Well, if you knew him better you might understand his urges. ’
’ You know what his favorite thing is next to whacking his weasel? ’
’ He takes a sharpened pencil, sticks it in his eyeball and twists it. ’
’ He doesn’t hurt himself. He kind of twists it next to his eyeball. ’
’ Oh, he’s been putting that pencil someplace other than his eyeball. ’
’ What did you see? Who was she with? Where was she going? ’
’ They was nosing around… asking a bunch of stupid questions. ’
’ I figured, what the hell? Can’t do no harm. ’
’ You can shit ten bricks for all I care. ’
’ You miserable motherfucker, I ought to leap over this counter and bash your fuckin’ balls in! ’
’ Hand over the cash box, and I might leave your brains inside your skull! ’
’ Hey, I know you. You work down at the hardware store. ’
’ They call you ‘Little Dick Wick.’ They even sing a song about you. ’
’ Hands up! Keep your paws where I can see 'em. ’
’ What the fuck is that supposed to mean? ’
’ Well, shit the bed! Howdy folks, come on in! ’
’ I’m sorry, I didn’t catch that. ’
’ Cause ya wouldn’t be fuckin’ with me, now would ya? ’
’ Better you leave here with your head still full of kitty cats and puppy dogs. ’
’ 'Shoo, shoo,’ said the maiden. ’
’ 'Come, maiden,’ said the rabbit, 'sit on my tail and go with me to my rabbit hutch.’ ’
’ The doctor is in! Its your ghost host, with the most! ’
’ You like blood? Violence? Freaks of nature? ’
’ Go into the garden and drive out the rabbit. ’
’ You know we like to get fucked up? ’
’ Wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey! ’
’ That is it! I’m gonna count to ten and you’re gonna hand over all the cash. ’
’ I’m gonna splatter your grease paint mug across the state line! ’
’ Hey, Poopy-pants. What’s new? ’
’ Is that all? Now, I want you to think really hard. ’
’ There’s cops outside! ’
’ Oh, don’t worry about it! How many were there? ’
’ Fucking pigs always come in packs. ’
’ I’ll go around back and take control like I always fuckin’ do! ’
’ Here take this go down stairs and play nice. ’
’ How? Now, that is a question worth examining. ’
’ Buddy, look around. Would I be surprised? ’
’ How much we owe you? ’
’ Go buy yourself a new name… ’
’ That ain’t gonna break my bank, hon. Here, keep the change. ’
’ If I wanted to listen to an asshole, I’d fart. ’
’ You sure this fella’s supossed to ride with us in this car? ’
’ This just don’t seem right to me. ’
’ Well listen, it ain’t up to us. ’
’ I just hope he don’t get in my way’s all I’m sayin’ all right? ’
’ The guy’s an ex-cop and figures he can be a help some. ’
’ I’d say these kids got a cold six and are out getting shitfaced right now. ’
’ I sure hope you’re right. My guts are telling me different. ’
’ You’re spidey senses tinglin? ’
’ I myself always favored for the hulk. ’
’ Whatever you need to do, you do it. ’
’ If someone needs to be killed, you kill 'em. That’s the way. ’
’ If someone needs to be killed, you kill 'em. ’
’ Don’t scream, don’t move. ’
’ Sweet baby Jesus, girl. What the hell happened to you? ’
’ Oh, there’s a whole bunch of people been looking for your ass, girl. ’
’ All right, all right. Just sit back and relax. I’ll get you to a doctor. ’
’ You gotta have the marshmallows, that’s what makes it fun. ’
’ Ain’t the only thing tasty in this house. ’
’ Whoopy-fucking-doo. ’
’ Hey wanna play a guessing game? Guess what number i’m thinking of. ’
’ Hey wanna play a guessing game? ’
’ No wait please come on stop it! What do you want? ’
’ Please be quiet I don’t wanna slip. Ok one more. ’
’ You get this right, i’ll let ya go. If you get it wrong you are fucked! ’
’ Let me take a guess here, y'all are having a Halloween party tonight huh? ’
’ Well you sure are buying a whole mess of holy water for two people. ’
’ I’m going to cut you like a pig and make you eat your own fucking intestines… ’
’ Why are you, Why are you doing this to me? Why are you doing this? ’
’ Come on sleeping beauty, time to go to work. ’
’ No please, let me sit this one out. ’
’ You’re the one who wanted to be a photographer. ’
’ The door’s locked. I’ll gotta go around… wait here. ’
’ Christ, you scared the shit out of me. ’
’ You, my dear worm feeder, are about to become immortalized. ’
’ These are all my dolls. ’
’ These are all my dolls. I used to like to chop their heads off and their arms and stick 'em up on the wall. ’
dating hoseok

here you go anon ilysm marry me

Originally posted by jinful

  • im crying this is my love, my sunshine, i wanna marry him
  • this boy is too precious for this world please protect him
  • he would ask you out right off the bat
  • like oh wow do you see this cutie do you see her seokjin, how adorable!!
  • and he’s gaping at you for like ten minutes straight and then he just shrugs like well okay it’s now or never
  • and he approaches you and you’re like typing away on your essay over in the corner of the library and you have earbuds in or something so you don’t realize he’s there for a rather long time
  • and he just politely waits and he’s beaming from ear to ear and yoongi wants to choke him because how blatant can someone be??
  • that’s beside the point though
  • finally this lil bean gets tired of waiting for you to notice so he gently shakes your shoulder and you blink and spin to face him
  • and he’s so cute and wow your heart just stops in your chest because is that the sun you’re staring at??
  • and he sticks his hand out all formal like “hi I’m hoseok, i think you’re really cute, you wanna come get dinner with me sometime soon?”
  • and you kinda just sit in shock for a few seconds like wait what are you serious?? is this actually?
  • but how could you say no to this boy??
  • so you nod and smile and he’s smiling even wider now and you quickly scribble down your number on a piece of paper and he takes it and he starts screaming and you kinda whaT
  • and he gets yelled at by the librarian but he seriously doesn’t care he keeps screaming and runs back to his boys to show off your number
  • and the date is a day or two after that and he takes you to his fave sushi place and it’s really casual and it’s just a chance for you two to get to know each other better
  • and he’s such a goofball but such a gentleman too and he pays for the entire thing?? and he suggests which sushi you should try if you’ve never had it before and he’s really cheesy and tries to feed you even though that is damn hard with sushi
  • and after that night he like walks you home and he’s already holding your hand cause he’s excitable and wonderful and you guys make it to your doorway
  • and he kisses both your cheeks and then your forehead like “i had a lot of fun I wanna do this again if that’s okay with you!!”
  • and wow believe it or not you do end up dating
  • the official boyfriend thing would happen really quickly afterwards he reminds me of someone who doesn’t like to take things slow and would rather rush in with all his emotions and passion and excitement
  • tbh jin and yoongi are like man you need to slow down you don’t want kids by next year but hoseok is so smitten he could really care less??
  • i see hobi being a sap when his lover is involved, like big time, he’s so whipped so the official boyfriend thing happens over a fancy dinner at a high end restaurant right
  • and he has a tux and you’re in a really nice dress and you have fancy glasses so you know it’s expensive
  • and you’re eating away and yoU’re kinda so why we here?
  • and you’re about to die seriously but his face is so bright and his smile is so wide and he looks so happy that everyone forgets to be mad at him and they’re all cooing at you two??
  • because honestly they think it’s a proposal
  • and you face palm
  • seriously
  • puns
  • but you nod because wow you’re smitten too and he kisses you all excited and wowowow
  • he’s so about skinship
  • like he would wanna kiss you everywhere all times of the day
  • you’re out shopping for jimin’s birthday present well guess who’s trying to kiss your face while you talk to the cashier
  • his fave would be cute playful kisses that last a few seconds but crave you wanting more
  • he loves kissing you on the nose and the corner of your mouth just to be tease
  • in public is no different he is all over you, swinging your arms back and forth, holding you close with his arm around your waist, squeezing your butt
  • at home he would be ten times more passionate though like wow let’s see what our evening activities were oh right snuggling and kissing for like seventeen hours
  • he loves his snuggles
  • he likes you on his lap, he likes his head in your lap while you play with his hair, he likes when you’re laying on top of him (if you don’t play with his hair he starts to whine and kick his legs all upset and he pouTS toO MucH)
  • he just likes when you’re touching honestly nothing makes him happier
  • except maybe when you agree to dance with him
  • he goes all out and expects you to keep up tbqh
  • and when you can’t he laughs and scolds you for not practicing more and then he slows it down for you and you can just admire how flawless he is and you’re always so breathless when he dances for you because he is water or something
  • and he would teach you slow dancing too and it would be midnight and you’re both in your pajamas and you have some slow romance song playing in the background and he has his hands on your waist and your arms are around his neck and your head is on his chest and he sings along so softly and you just sway
  • im dead
  • okay dates with this beaN
  • they would always be interactive
  • like hey i signed us up for painting lessons aren’t you excited??
  • wow babe aRT museUM BuT THey leT You MAke Your oWN papYRUS scriPT
  • did you hear there’s a new petting zoo, do you think they would notice if i stuck the goat in my shirt and carried him out
  • okay pet names
  • “jelly bean, my sunshine, my hope, my love, baby, sweetie, honey bunches of oats”
  • expect something creative and something out of the box and wilD
  • like you’re watching the boy’s practice one day and you’re distracted by namjoon and seokjin aggressively trying to be better than the other and suddenly hoseok screams “duCKY”
  • and you wait is that me is that my nickname of the day
  • there’s never a quiet dull moment with this boy
  • like it’s one in the morning and he’s standing there with a wii remote in hand challenging you to a just dance battle and you know you’re gonna get your butt handed to you but he’s using the puppy eyes so you at least tell him you’re picking the first song
  • movie night wouldn’t be that often, he seems to squirmy to want and sit and pay attention
  • so you usually end up playing just dance (and losING SO BADLY) or doing arts and crafts or something cute and childish like jigsaW PUZZLES
  • cause he can sit there and watch you frazzle out over the puzzle of a cute little cat but he can sit behind you and kiss your neck and shoulders whenever he wants is that a win win or what
  • this boy has like zero boundaries
  • like you’ll get up one morning, hop in the shower and suddenly someone has joined in your singing and “whOA SLOW DOWN I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE JAMMING TO CHAINED UP HOSEOK WHEN DID YOU-”
  • and he’s dancing along all happily “sorry I had to brush my teeth but this song is kINDA MY JAM”
  • like has zero boundaries
  • i would say he’s for snuggling in bed but it’s more like suffocating
  • like you start out and he’s holding onto you but you wake up at like three in the morning because you cannot breathe because this boy has rolled on  top of you and is smashing you half to death
  • small talk at night is not small talk he’s still wide awake and he’s talking about how much he loves you and yoongi and jeongguk and namjoon and suddenly he’s asking you if moving in all together would be “the best idea ever or what”
  • and you politely decline that offer
  • but he has his serious moments for sure he’s so good at picking up on the mood and other people’s feelings and he knows how to tone it down when you need it and he knows how to step back and make sure you’re emotionally//mentally//physically okay before being smiley and excitable and chattery
  • but anyway he wakes you up every morning by singing to you (it’s the same song, literally your name and then I love you in like seventy two different languages) and kissing every square inch of your face and flopping on you like boy has no chill
  • in any aspects
  • like “babe I was thinking we name our child after namjoon do you like that”
  • “ouR WHaT”
  • “the child we’re gonnA MAKE”
  • he would love kids so much and like the idea of marrying you and being a parent with you like he would always talk about it all the time he’s so cuTE
  • and when you’re upset
  • oh man
  • he would probably cry with you honestly
  • whenever you’re hurt or upset he can’t help himself but cry with you because seeing you hurt breaks his heart into a million pieces
  • he feels emotions so strongly //which i totally respect// so whenever you are upset or angry he is right there with you
  • he defends you no matter what, doesn’t even need to hear the situation he has your back
  • and after you’ve done your crying he does your best to cheer you up, by making you laugh and giggle and smile even if that means making himself look like a fool
  • jealous hoseok??
  • yes
  • that is a very big yes
  • i think despite his smiley and upbeat personality he would have issues with some self confidence things so he’s always worried you’re gonna find someone better
  • so when another guy looks at you he gets afraid and he panics and that means holding you close and kissing your face and telling you how much he loves you
  • he tells you that like every twenty seven seconds btw
  • in every single language he can
  • like he doesn’t speak russian but he thinks this is how i love you sounds?
  • and when he’s away he’s always calling you and leaving like five hundred hour voice mails talking about how much he loves you and can’t wait to come home and snuggle you
  • and he sends you the ugliest selfies but honestly you find them so endearing and they’re the cutest things??
  • he’s always spoiling you in attention like namjoon always tells you to leave the country while they practice so hoseok will stop talking about you
  • and he buys you stuff all the time
  • he’s super observant like he notices you’ve been scouring amazon for a cute lil skirt and one day you come home to like seven different colors of the skirt plus a matching blouse??
  • and where did thIS NICE BRACELET COME FROM??
  • he wants matching everything okay like wow did you know they make matching couple underwear
  • “no and i didn’t ever want to know that”
  • he’s such a sunshine and you would be his number one priority in life and he would love you endlessly and you would be his whole life
  • im gonna go cry now good night
12x22 and 23 thoughts

Okay from the new teaser (shaving people punting things “Two in One”) I feel like we’ve learned a few things, this got really long so more under the cut (speculation in italics): 

1.  They use a spell to try to get out of the bunker. After trying and failing to brute force their way out of the bunker’s concrete garage with a shovel. And some form of alcohol. Also, some right handed person (based on their watch) cuts their hand, which we all know is code for spell or sigil. Maybe for the get-out-of-the-bunker spell?

2. Toni is handcuffed and monitoring Dean’s brain for some reason.

3. There’s a house in a very desaturated color graded environment where a bunch of stuff goes down. We see an inside shot of the stairs (presumably of the same house), where there’s an old picture of a married couple on the wall. I think it’s the same house where we the first crib, based on the colors and the old tech in the room. Kelly is in full pre-baby mode, presumably staying in this old off the grid house, and Cas watches her (based on a vague silhouette) painting the baby’s (seemingly named “Jack” by what the wall says, did we already know that and I forgot?) room. Cas raises a finger to someone while outside the house too. Of course there’s the “Cas’s hand touching Dean’s head and glowing” snipit people are screaming about. This looks like it is in Kelly’s place at night, Sam is also there. There’s a bunch of other Kelly shots at night while she’s in a nightgown, but they don’t tell us much other than she’s very pregnant.

4. Cas standing at the edge of a lake in a mountainous region (looks like the same area-ish Lucifer is at at the end of 12x21). Probably near where the house is. (Reminds me vaguely of 6x20 when Cas talks about the ocean and his earliest memories).

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Close Call Joker X Reader

J stood in front of the Lamborghini brushing his slick green hair back the pinkish sky illuminating around him like one of those old catholic drawings of god. Frost stood close behind him with a brief case, a few more men were present  waiting next to my car door, they were all stern faced and dull. We were waiting on some guy J was working with to make a new gun deal. Whether it was going to work out or not J didn’t tell me he just smiled his hot silver smile saying “Oh baby it will go directly as planned” so really that told me nothing but I glad to be along for the ride. A black Cadillac pulled up next to us and a tall guy with a rose neck tattoo stepped out shaking my babies hand. 

J smiled widely at him “Welcome boys!” He said loudly laughing Frost stepped forward with the brief case and put it on the hood of the car opening it to show the new visitors. The man smiled looking at J they shook hands again. “Pleasure doing business with you J, your trust is honoring” The man kissed J’s many rings. J laughed loudly seeming to wait for the man to bring out his side of the deal. “Oh right!” the man smacked himself on the forehead ushering men that brought  out five large duffel bags, all filled with firepower. “You did well son!” J said fatherly patting the guy n the shoulder  “Kill em’ boys” he said turning around heading towards the car. The man had a intense look of panic a crossed his face. “But I have a wife and family!” J smiled laughing heartily barely looking at him as a couple of the henchman grabbed his arms. “Oh I’ve got a wife too sonny. It’s all part of business! You will find it in yourself to forgive me I know. Good day or in your case goodnight!” J opened the door “But I did everything you asked!” J nodded at the man’s cries a horrible guilty feeling drained throughout my body I felt side and couldn’t bare to hear the man beg any longer. “Come on baby. Let’s go”  said softly to him. J peered at me with his dreamy, icy blue eyes. I felt everything bad go away when I looked at him. 

He smiled at me his hand reaching for my face when suddenly a splash of red exploded from his shoulder. My eyes widened as he struggled to get into the car blood pooling around him. My mouth let out a blood curdling scream, my hands panicking reached for him, aiding however I could to get him back into the driver’s seat. “Go boss Go!” Frost yelled firing a machine gun in the direction of a new bunch of thug’s directions. “Baby are you okay?” I said small tears welling up in my eyes. The beautiful orange sky that made my baby looks like a god washed away into a dark blue showing him in a new light. He reversed the car speeding away once he got turned around. Nodding weakly yes to my question. His face was drained and ghostly white his eyes hung open lazily with a dead mans expression. “Baby I’m worried about you” I said resting my head on his shoulder. “Don’t you worry your pretty self kitten, Daddy’s okay” I kissed his cheek hoping he would make it the couple miles back to the hideout. He smiled weakly at me.

J roared upto the hideout which was really a huge mansion he had the men keep spruced up so nobody expected any Joker living here, plowing through the garage door. Ten of his men came flooding out of the door helping J out of the car and whisking him out of my sight. I yelled at them to wait but they slammed the door in my face, I looked down at the clean cement floor in defeat. They were just going to bring him to the basement to one of the doctors that would bring him back to his normal stuff but my mind wanted me to doubt that. I made my way up to the room we shared melancholy hanging over me.  
 How many times have we gone through this process? He had been shot in front of my more times than I could stomach, seeing his own life source splattered a crossed walls, staining my expensive outfits had become a strange sort of normalcy, it brought tears to my eyes but brought with it no panic.. Normally. This time was different seeing his face drained of what little color there was left and the sound of his voice softened and.. vulnerable? That wasn’t the psycho that roped me happily into his word of explosions and laughter. I buried my head into the satin purple pillow that laid on his side of the bed. I nose breathed in his scent Coach mixed with blood and gun powder, the scent of heaven. A sigh escaped my mouth regretting the fact his scent was going to leave my body. bringing out tears and heavy sobs. If he left me now there would be nothing for me. My best bet would be to turn myself rotting away in his memory accompanied by a padded cell. 

“Is our pleasant business partner dead?” I heard a soft voice chuckle. “No boss but we know where he is. We were just waiting on your plan.” The door burst open revealing my love and Frost. J laughed putting his hand on his bandaged chest. “So thoughtful Frosty. No we won’t kill him-” J locked his eyes on my reddened ones blowing a kiss before turning to prance around the room. “First we are going to destroy what he calls a ‘business’ then-” He picked up one of the little trinkets I kept around the room; he threw it in between his left and right hand as he paced. “-then we will kill his family give him a bit of hope then WHAM-O!” J threw the trinket o the ground. Frost and I jumped slightly meeting each others gaze he smiled shyly at me. “Tie his up and well you know the rest my good man” J said patting Frost on the shoulder before running and body slamming the bed. I winced as he began coughing and laughing due to the impact. He held his chest looking up at me. “I may have to cancel Bats and my’s date night” I buried my head into his neck letting warm tears freely flow again. “Don’t get soft on me now dear.” He said stroking my hair softly. He stayed silent as I cried most likely because he didn’t know what to say. He was crap when it came to that but being able to feel his hear beat was enough for me.  

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pleasure in pain (sorry mom)

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Originally posted by aldersun

Alright sluts. Strap on your safety goggles because things are about to get messy. It’s my birthday (well, was on the 1st) and I’m feeling very giving today, oddly enough. 


“How’s that baby, are you ready for me?” Josh asked a gagged, blindfolded, and restrained Tyler. All he could do was nod and mumble a reply around the underwear he had stuffed into his mouth. 

“Finally, now we can get to the good part like I promised. You’ve been such a good boy, Tyler.” Josh cooed to the gasping and sniffling naked man standing before him with his wrists tied above his head. 

After an hour of teasing, Tyler cracked under the pressure and begged to let him cum. Josh let him moan and cry until his throat was raw, lightly pinching his nipples and shushing him. He grazed fingers over random parts of his body causing him to jerk and twist into the direction of the sensation. For Tyler, it was sensory overload, despite being unable to see or speak. He could smell Josh’s musky scent, feel his breath on his neck before he even pressed lips to his skin or bit down. That’s another thing, Josh had a thing for biting, which Tyler really didn’t like at first but got used to. It added something, stirred up a panic in him that forced muffled whimpers out of his throat and made him feel completely at Josh’s mercy in the best possible way. He could feel Josh’s calloused hands stroke down his exhausted body, pulling him closer while one wrapped around his cock. He certainly wasn’t shy about grinding his clothed hard-on into Tyler’s sensitive and exposed one, or “accidentally” holding his ass in a way where his fingers were pressed against his entrance. 

“Mmmm so hard for me.” Josh purred, stroking him languidly letting Tyler’s pre-cum coat his fingers. Tyler really wasn’t surprised when he told him. He could feel the rush of blood, engorging and making him stand up so much that it hurt. This was certainly the height of his arousal, and he was afraid he’d cum before Josh even had a chance to do anything. Josh’s hand paused its movement to thumb around his slit while gingerly pressing kisses to Tyler’s chest and up his neck. When he began stroking again, Tyler’s hips involuntarily rolled to meet his strokes and Josh took action immediately, landing a smack to Tyler’s abused ass and earning him another muffled cry. 

“Oh, my little slut’s so hot, isn’t he?” Josh growled and took a step back, leaving Tyler standing there. That’s when he began sobbing, his body shaking with frustration and unfulfilled pleasure. Josh stared at him with a sense of pity and pride at the mess he’s made of him. 

Tyler inhaled sharply when he heard a familiar, intense buzzing sound when Josh turned on the hitachi wand. Tyler’s cock throbbed for the millionth time that night as he wondered where it was going to touch him next. He felt it linger lightly at his inner thigh, dragging upwards towards his cock and causing him to squirm. It came dangerously close to his cock, before Josh drew it away and brought it to his chest. By this point, Tyler was breathing violently through the cloth in his mouth, shaking and whimpering. Beads of sweat formed at his temples and rolled down the sides of his face. 

“Baby, you need to calm down. If I take it out of your mouth, will you scream?” Josh asked. Tyler quickly shook his head ‘no’, so Josh stepped forward and slowly retrieved the bunched up underwear wet with Tyler’s saliva and dropped it to the floor. Tyler’s mouth hung open as he licked his lips several times to wet them. He suddenly felt soft, warm lips capturing his in a kiss and moaned into it, feeling the sweet sensation of Josh’s tongue exploring inside his mouth. He didn’t want it to end, but as quickly as it started, Josh was back at it again with the hitachi wand. 

This time, it was dragging up the underside of his shaft and Tyler let out a yelp at the shock of it. He bit his lip to keep from screaming at the intense pleasure. Josh held it under the head for what seemed like forever, making the tiniest side to side motions. 

“Ohhh m-my god J-Josh, ‘mgonna cum, pleeeease.” Was all Tyler could manage as Josh continued slowly dragging the vibrator up and down his shaft now, his own desperate moans sounding foreign to him. He felt himself tensing up, preparing for release. Suddenly, the vibrator was taken away and replaced with something warm and wet, Josh’s mouth encircling Tyler’s cock and sucking hard. That’s all it took, and Tyler’s eyes rolled back as his orgasm hit him and he began cumming down Josh’s throat. All of that tension and edging built up finally releasing into his mouth. Tears fell from his eyes that were tightly shut, wetting his blindfold as Josh helped him through his orgasm, taking him deeper in his throat and swallowing all his cum. He was unable to stop a few moans from slipping out, but they were more than welcomed from Josh. It made his own neglected cock even harder, and he wouldn’t be finished with Tyler just yet. He continued working his tongue around Tyler’s softening cock before finally letting him slip from his lips. 

Josh stood up and took the blindfold off Tyler, grinning at him. Tyler’s eyes were still a little blurry at first, but when he blinked them a few times and seen his friend’s face, he returned the smile. 

“Pretty intense, huh?” Josh asked, bordering on sounding cocky. Tyler glared at him jokingly, but nodded. 

“Yeah, it was painful but fuck…your mouth felt amazing.” Tyler said. He glanced down Josh’s body and seen the outline of his cock through his black jeans. Josh caught him looking and laughed.

“You still want some of this, Ty?” Josh said, grabbing himself. Tyler just bit his lip and stared at him through hooded eyes, feeling himself getting turned on again. 

“Yes I still want your cock, Joshie. I need it.” Tyler whined, sounding a little impatient. 

“Alright, alright baby. Let’s get you somewhere a little more comfortable.” Josh reasoned. He gently untied Tyler’s bruised wrists, who let them fall to his sides. Josh could tell that he was tired, so he carried him to the bed in the other room. Josh slowly laid him on the bed, then stripped down to nothing before climbing under the covers with him. He wrapped his arms around Tyler’s waist, pulling him close before reattaching their lips in a heated make-out session. 

It wasn’t long before he felt Tyler getting hard again, from the way their cocks kept bumping and sliding against the other as the kissed. Josh slid a finger in Tyler’s mouth, then reached between his thighs to press at his entrance. 

“You want this, right Ty?” Josh whispered against Tyler’s lips. Tyler murmured a soft ‘mhm’ before kissing him more hungrily. Josh slid it in all at once and Tyler let out a choked sound before moaning again. Josh continued fingering him, inserting another finger while thrusting and stretching him. Tyler was panting, rolling his hips and gripping Josh’s shoulders like his life depended on it. 

“Joshie, need your cock now.” Tyler begged again, attacking Josh’s neck with love bites and sloppy kisses. Josh rolled over on top of him, guiding Tyler’s legs around his waist while guiding himself to his hole. He inched the head in and Tyler moaned at the thickness, moaning and encouraging Josh to continue. He slid in the rest of the way, until his hips were closely pressed against Tyler’s ass and Tyler was moaning from being so full. 

“F-fuck Josh, please move.” Tyler almost whispered, sounding out of breath. Josh pulled his hips back and slammed into him again, knocking a louder “ah” from Tyler’s mouth. Every time Josh thrusted, Tyler countered it with little “ah-ah-ah”s that were so highly arousing, it only caused him to go faster, rolling and snapping his hips forward. He altered angles every once in a while, so that his cock hit every spot inside Tyler and caused him to make new sounds that never failed to surprise Josh. He loved fucking Tyler so much, that he got into a trance and didn’t realize how close to cumming he was himself. He snaked his hand between their bodies and began jerking Ty, which seemed to catch him off guard. 

“Josh Josh, oh my god…” Tyler moaned breathlessly. Josh was thrusting into him diligently by this point, on the fast track to his own orgasm. He sped up both his thrusts and movements on Tyler’s cock without realizing it, and Tyler began tensing around him. Josh opened his eyes, and Tyler’s eyes were screwed shut, mouth formed into an ‘o’ shape and moans steadily falling from his lips. That was enough to cause him to start cumming, pumping Tyler full of it. Tyler must’ve caught on and let go himself, white streams landing on his stomach and chest. Josh worked him through it with his fist, squeezing and milking more out of him as he settled down inside him. 

“Oh fuck, Tyler.” Josh grunted as he slipped out of Tyler and crashed next to him. Tyler curled up into Josh’s side and Josh wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him in. 

“Mhm.” Tyler agreed. 

Angels 2/3

→ Reader x Kris/Yifan

→ Wu Yifan, the successful attorney and used to be unfaithful husband, always gets what he want - including his runaway wife and the custody of their daughter.

→ Warnings: Angst. Cheating.

Word count: 1,4K

“Is this lawyer Li Tao?” You speak lowly, yet clearly and professionally, your eyes darting between Mei in the crib and the closed door of the guestroom, your pulse raging and your body sweating despite the cold temperatures.

The woman on the other end answers and you sigh out in relief; “I would like to request your services. Although, I am not completely sure this will go to court-” You frown at your own words, watching intently as Mei squirms seemingly peaceful in her pale yellow blankets. “My husband might want the sole custody of our daughter.”

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