and hopefully get some sleep

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@spacecattle ‘s Fashion blogger!Dan and Movie Reviewer!Phil AU is great and made me stay up ‘till 1 a.m on a school night to draw this

Also please consider:

  • Dan choosing Phil’s clothes for movie premiers
  • Phil going with Dan to fashion shows and when Dan asks for his thoughts he says “The soundtrack was an amazing mood setter”
  • Dan and Phil watching the Oscars in which Dan only cares about the red carpet and Phil only cares about the results (tho Dan stays for the “Best Costume design” winner)

EDIT: Note to self: never post anything late at night, in the morning you’ll notice all the typos

Writing Is Hard

Summary: Dean finds the blog you use to read smutty fan fiction. And of course, he decides he can write a better story about himself. You help.

Warning: Smut, some dirty talk, mutual masturbation, all kinds of fan fiction clichés

Word Count: 4350

A/N: This is all written with love for fan fic. I’m teasing, not putting it down in any way. And thanks to @littlegreenplasticsoldier​ for being a great beta and being generally flawless. Hope you enjoy! XOXO


No. This isn’t happening.

This is one of those moments you’d had weird nightmares about, dreams that left you embarrassed and feeling all icky the next day until you finally convinced yourself that it wasn’t real. And just like those moments, this one will end any second now. You’ll wake up in some motel bed, Dean will be in the next room with Sam, asleep or showering or eating or anything but standing over your laptop with that look on his face.

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Personal Assistant (Jason Todd x Reader)

So this one is has a few warnings, Sexual harassment and a few swears. Nothing too bad.


Working as Bruce Wayne’s personal assistant had its perks. Working in a great building with a brilliant mind. Getting a handsome paycheck which was paying off your student debts. Having a job that finally got you parents off your backs for ‘throwing your life away.’

Working as Bruce Wayne’s personal assistant also had its downsides. Knowing that Bruce is the Batman, but not being able to tell Bruce you know. You are in a constant need for caffeine the people at the coffee shop across the street know your name, you figured the caped crusader deserved your help after all the help he did for this city. The fact that your parents are now bugging you about getting a nice boyfriend who treats you right.

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anonymous asked:

Can I have when it's like in the middle of the night and the Paladin's S/o just gets up from the bed and leaves the room, only to get a cup of water or something and the Paladins wake up only to see that their s/o isn't at their side, freaks out, only to find them in the kitchen with a cup of water in their hands.. Sorry if this is long

Hey it’s mod Enki! This is really super cute so it’s gonna be like a tiny drabble for each! I’m sorry this is so long orz I kinda got carried away. 

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Shiro: 

You woke up with the taste of dried spit and left over whatever you had for dinner. Space goo again? You could have sworn it was something different this past time. Either way, it didn’t leave a good taste in your mouth. With what little light in the room you looked to your side to see Shiro comfortably asleep next to you, his head on your shoulder. Even though you hated to disturb him from his sleep, you needed to get a glass of water. You were a little hot, too, from being so close to him while you slept. With a sigh you gently wiggled your way from out of the covers and out of the bed. As soon as your bare feet hit the cold floor you shivered. Suddenly you weren’t so hot anymore and even debated going back to bed. The grimy taste in your mouth told you otherwise and you headed to the door. 

Once out of the room you flinched at the bright lights in the hallway almost bumping into a few things as your eyes adjusted. Even as you got used to the bright lights, you still stumbled your way to the kitchen like a drunkard. Fumbling with the light switch you managed to light the kitchen. It didn’t take you too long to get a nice refreshing glass of water and you pretty much downed it in one go. 

However, when you turned around to refill your glass you practically jumped three feet in the air as you saw someone out of the corner of your eye. You couldn’t manage to hold on to your glass in your fright and it fell right out of your hands. You fumbled trying to properly catch it until your hands managed to get purchase on the slippery glass. A low chuckle resounded to your side and you almost jumped again. Instead you turned to face the source only to see none other than your loving boyfriend, in the same groggy state as you.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He said, his voice low and a little scratchy.

“I don’t think startle really covers it.” You replied clearly exasperated. “I would phrase it more like… scared the living shit out of me.” 

He chuckled again putting his hands up in surrender. “Okay okay, I got it. Next time I’ll send you a letter before I enter a room.”

“Oh ha ha…” You mocked sarcastically. “What are you doing up anyways?”

“I woke up and couldn’t feel you next to me and got worried. Sounds a little silly I know.” 

“I see, then I guess the next time I leave the bed I’ll be sending you a letter of warning.” You said quoting his earlier remark. He just shook his head before letting out a yawn. It wasn’t long before you were yawning, too. Setting down the glass you shuffled your way over to him, rubbing your arms for warmth.

“Let’s just go to bed already, I’m cold.” You mumbled. 

“Alright.” Shiro pressed a kiss to your forehead before the two of you headed back to his room for some much needed rest. 

Lance:

It was probably the dead of night when you woke up, annoyed by the boy sleeping beside you. He was practically sprawled out on the bed and kicking you in the side. All the blankets were bunched up onto you and clearly overheating you to the point of being pretty uncomfortable. You angrily shoved the blankets off of you and onto Lance who was dead ass asleep and drooling onto the bed. A sigh forced it’s way out of you and you tried to think of how exactly you were going to get out of the bed with the mess of a boy beside you. You debated just shoving him off the bed entirely so you could just get out easily. Hell, he probably wouldn’t even wake up if you did. 

As tempting as it was, you weren’t that mean. Or you were and you just didn’t have the energy to move his dumb ass. Either way you managed to escape from the bed and exit out into the hallway. You were too god damn hot and needed to get something that could cool you down. The lights of the hallway were probably even more annoying than Lance’s sleeping habits at the moment and you squinted to make sense of your surroundings. 

“Stupid lights…” You mumbled to yourself as you finally made your way to the kitchen. 

You perked up as soon as you got your water and felt the cool liquid slide down your throat. It was so simple yet so refreshing to you. You sighed contently and just stood there for a second, relishing in the peace you had found in the dead of night. That is, before you felt two arms wrap around you and a face bury itself in your neck. 

“Y/n…. Come back to bed. You scared me I thought you were gone.” Lance mumbled. 

“You’re so dumb sometimes… I just needed a glass of water.” You said trying to wiggle out of his grasp. His grip was too solid though and you had no choice but to give up. 

“Y/n…” He mumbled your name again and you couldn’t help but realize how ironic it was. He never wanted to cuddle you in bed but suddenly he was all over you. 

“Well I can’t go back to bed if you keep holding me like this.” You said trying to shove him away. 

He seemed to comply this time and let go, eyes still closed, almost like he was sleep walking. You took him by the hand and led him out of the kitchen and back to bed where you two could hopefully get some more sleep. 

Keith:

When you woke up you were surprisingly comfortable, tangled up in the sheets with Keith and head resting on his chest. You sat there for a second just listening to his heartbeat and steady breathing. Everything seemed just perfect until you realized just how thirsty you were. It was that kind of thirst that you could feel all the way to the back of your throat. It was bothering you more and more every second you sat there just dealing with it. You really didn’t want to get up, it broke your heart to leave your boyfriend as he was probably having one of the most peaceful sleeps he’s had in a while. But man, you were thirsty as hell and there was no way you could go back to sleep now. 

You begrudgingly got out of bed, untangling yourself from the covers and from Keith. He looked so cute in his sleep so you quickly kissed his cheek before you made your way out into the hallway. The lights blinded you and you really regretted getting out of bed. But you had come this far so there was no way you were going back now. You zombied your way to the kitchen and managed to down two whole glasses of water before you heard someone running down the hall. 

Sitting on the counter you just shrugged before downing another glass and setting it down beside you. A yawn escaped your lips and you could’ve sworn you heard someone calling your name. You listened again and you heard it call a second time, a little louder this time. It wasn’t hard to recognize and you almost hit yourself for thinking he wouldn’t notice you leaving. 

“Keith…!” You beckoned from the kitchen. It wasn’t long before you could hear the taps of his feet as he made his way to you. He called out your name again when he entered the kitchen and you noticed how his expression turned from a scowl to a more relieved one. 

“Wow, I didn’t think you would notice me gone for literally five minutes.” You said laughing a little.

“I was worried something happened to you!” He defended himself. “You should’ve told me where you were going.”

“I was gone for five minutes, Keith.” You said. 

“Still…” He mumbled. “Just don’t do it again.”

“Okaaaaay.” You drawled getting down from the counter. “You just looked so cute while you were sleeping that I didn’t want to wake you up!” 

“Oh whatever.” He huffed. “Let’s go back to bed.”

“Whatever you saaaay.” You laughed lightly, trailing after him and back to bed.

Hunk:

As much as you loved Hunk, he radiated nothing but heat when you two cuddled and while you were 100% okay with this you were really feeling the heat right about now. It was late, everyone was surely asleep by now which meant you could wander the castle in whatever gross sleep state you were in right now. Sweat collected on your back and forehead and you really needed to cool off right about now. You wiggled out of your lover’s grasp and hated to part him while he was so contently sleeping. But when you’re gross and sweating and extremely hot it literally feels like the worst. 

You really preferred to be cold most of the time because it was really easy to just cuddle up with Hunk to get warm. It’s a whole different story for when your were hot though. When your feet touched the nice cool floor you really debated just laying on it for like an hour to properly cool off. But it didn’t really sound like something you had the patience for. A nice glass of water sounded way more appealing than just laying on the ground feeling like you’re dying. 

So you stepped out into the hallways and absorbed the shock of the lights and nice cool air blowing over your body. Once you were done bathing in this new found bliss you headed down to the kitchen. It still smelled of whatever goodies Hunk had managed to cook up for dinner when you entered it. You smiled to yourself as you stood in the kitchen with a nice glass of water. 

Closing your eyes you could’ve sworn you could fall asleep just standing up. However a warm voice pulled you from your sleepy stupor. 

“Of course I would find my favorite person in my favorite place.” Hunk said entering the kitchen. You looked at him with surprise before breaking into a small smile.

“Oh, what are you doing up?” You asked. 

“I mean I woke up and you weren’t there suddenly. It’s just a little scary you know?” He said scratching the back of his neck. 

“Sorry, I guess I should’ve woken you up then. I needed to cool off for a second.” You said sheepishly. “I’m done now though, so let’s go back to bed.”

“Sounds good to me.” 

The two of you walked back to bed, hand in hand humming a tune the both of you vaguely knew. It wasn’t long before you were back to cuddling and sweet dreams.

Pidge:

It was one of those rare occasions that Pidge was asleep next to you at a reasonable hour. You were very grateful to be blessed with this opportunity to finally cuddle your girlfriend after a long week of missions and helping out around the castle ship. Everything was perfect. Well, almost everything… You were sleeping so soundly that you managed to drool all over the pillow and now your mouth felt as dry as a desert. Dried spit didn’t taste too well and it really did bother you. 

Pidge probably wouldn’t take too kindly to your gross slobber breath or the fact that you drooled all over the pillow. So you wiggled out of bed and flipped over the pillow to the dry side of it. Your first task was done so now you were one to accomplish the next. You stepped out into the bright ass hallway and instantly regretted it. You stumbled around like you were afflicted with some sort of illness. In fact, you took you the longest time to get used to these blinding lights. 

You weren’t too fond of the lights in the hallway so you didn’t even bother turning on the lights in the kitchen. It seemed like a much better idea to just let the lights from the hallway filter into the kitchen. The darkness of the kitchen was comforting and it helped keep you groggy enough to be ready to fall back to sleep the second you got in bed. 

As soon as you got your water you quickly downed it to re-hydrate your mouth. It was nice and refreshing, although a little cold making you shiver a bit. Turning on your heel you were about to head back to the room when you saw a figure in the door way. You let out a mixture of startled noises before realizing it was just Pidge. She started at you with a blank expression. 

“Did you drool all over the pillow again?” She asked. You could practically feel your heart stop.

“Nooo?” 

“Y/n, you only get a glass of water after you drool in your sleep.” She added, completely trapping you.

“Fine, you got me. I’ll wash the pillow case in the morning.” You admitted. “Why are you up anyways. You never come after me just for drooling on a pillow.”

“It just scared me that you weren’t beside me while I slept like you always are.” She mumbled. “I had a bad dream.”

You smiled and went to hug her from behind. She sniffled a bit and you squeezed her a little harder. 

“You’re just the only one I have left.” 

“Don’t worry, Pidge. I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”

for @kayceecruz I saw your post and just wanted to do something to cheer you up. Happy Birthday? yes. :3 Happy Birthday

Got7 Reaction #15 - Their s/o has weird sleeping habits

anon asked: hi! could you please do got7 reactions to their s/o having weird sleeping habits? like sleep talking/walking, sleeping in weird positions, etc. thank you ! 💗

A/N: **warning: long ass post coming your way. I got so carried away I’m so sorry TT.TT**


Mark: -sleep walking- He would realize that you aren’t in your bed when he reached out to cuddle you. Standing up groggily, he’d shuffle around the entire house until he finally found you standing by the dish washer, opening and closing the door without putting anything in it.

“Jagi…” He would say, gently putting his hands around your arm and steering you to your bedroom, not to wake you up. “This is sleeping time. We can do the dishes in the morning…” He’d laugh and add, “You’ll be more productive when you’re awake I think.”

Originally posted by slightkpopobsession88

Jaebum: -not moving at all while you sleep and breathing shallowly (that’s what I do xD)-

Shifting through the drawer on his bedside table he made sure to be as quiet as he possibly could in case you were actually asleep.

You looked like a stone statue laying on your back, your hands folded together in a snow white pose. “I wouldn’t have to do this if you didn’t look dead every time you feel asleep…” he whispered, finally finding and pulling out his hand mirror from the drawer.

Carefully he shifted over, his paranoia slightly taking over again as he imagined you not breathing. Finally when the mirror was close enough to your nose he craned his neck to see if fog marks appeared to show that you were breathing. He let out an aggravated sigh when he saw that you were, in fact, alive and not dead. He was silly for being scared, but you just looked so statuesque and that he couldn’t stop his mind from racing to the worst scenario. He rubbed his hand over his face and shifted again so that his arms were around you, so that he could feel your chest softly rise and fall.

This is how I’m always going to have to sleep from now on.

Originally posted by defwang

Jackson: -sleeping in weird positions- Your butt was up in the air, your neck at an impossibly sharp angle, your cheeks smushed against the bed sheets. You had even pushed your pillow off the bed.

*gif* How are they sleeping like that…?

Jackson pulled your left arm back onto the bed from over the edge and gently pulled you back down onto your side. You continued snoring since your cheek was still smashed against the covers. He put his arms around you to try and keep you in the position that was least likely to cause you to break your neck.

Jackson smiled and giggled at the thought of telling you about this in the morning. Even though you got super embarrassed about it, he thought it was the cutest thing he’d ever seen. He couldn’t wait to tease you about this in the morning.

Originally posted by stefelicity

Jinyoung: -having to sleep with your leg over him- Three seconds after he had climbed into your bed, exhausted from a long day of practice, you had flung your leg over his chest.

His chest.

He giggled as he tried moving your leg, freezing cold foot and all, back over to your side. He knew that you were going to fling your leg over him again, but hopefully not over his chest this time.

He shifted to face you and instead of waiting he grabbed your leg and placed it over his own, his arms snaking around your waist.

“Jinyoung?” Your eyes fluttered open lazily to look into the beautiful face of your boyfriend.

“Shh” he brushed a strand of hair out of your face, “sorry that I woke you up Jagi. Go back to sleep, everything’s fine.”

He kissed you softly and pulled you closer to him, loving you even more for your subconscious need to be so close to him even when sleeping. “Baby…” he whispered again before falling asleep. “I love you”

“I love you too”

Originally posted by jypnior

Youngjae: -sleeping in weird positions- Both hands were over his mouth, Youngjae practically vibrating with suppressed laughter. He crouched by the bed to try and regain his composure before going to put his pajamas on and join you in bed. He had been late coming home from practice and came into your bedroom to see you like this…

You had one leg lying straight, the other one bent as you were leaning over, your face resting on your knees and soft snores escaping from your mouth along with a line of drool falling down your chin and onto your knees.

Youngjae had always known that you slept in weird positions seeing as the first time he met you, you had been sleeping upside-down halfway hanging off of a couch in the JYP lounge. This though…

He stood up with a smile still plastered to his face. No matter what, even asleep you made his day from the moment he laid his eyes on you. You were his adorable little ray of sunshine, and he couldn’t love you more than he did in that moment.

His love for you wouldn’t stop him from taking a ton of pictures of your newest sleeping position though. He also couldn’t wait to tease you endlessly about this and to show you those pictures, but that part could wait until the morning right?

Originally posted by umma-jy

Kunpimook: -moving around a lot when you sleep- “Damn it Y/n! Wake the hell up!”

You jolted awake at BamBam’s raised and frustrated voice, your heart skipping a beat at the sudden shock of it. “What the hell Kunpimook!? I was dead asleep and that’s how you woke me up?!”

“Dead asleep my ass! It’s like you were trying to wake me up. You practically rolled around the entire bed ten times over.”

“Shit…” You rubbed your temples in exasperation, “I’m sorry Bammy, I can’t believe that I was doing that again… I really don’t try to, I swear.”

One look at your tired, pouting face and he knew he shouldn’t have gotten so mad at you. He knew that you didn’t mean to do that, but when you slept soundly, he didn’t at all.

He lowered his voice in resignation. “Can we maybe just try cuddling? Maybe if we try with our legs entwined you can’t kick me off the bed again. And if that doesn’t work, then we’re seeing a sleep specialist. Got it?”

“Got it.” You nodded at him groggily once again and reached out to him. Hopefully this way you both could finally get some sleep.

Originally posted by lookwhaticreated

Yugyeom: -sleep talking- “No way… and then what happened?” Yugyeom would get you to continue talking once you’ve started. He was having trouble sleeping anyway, might as well get to hear your voice to help lull him to sleep.

He’d end up giggling uncontrollably though when you incoherently mumbled something about wearing a banana hat for a fashion show. The next thing he knew, he had woke you up and had to explain why he was now laughing hysterically.

you: “Why would you do that to me Yugi?”

him: *laughing still* “Because you can’t control what you say and it’s freaking hilarious!”

Originally posted by sunmis


A/N: I’m so sorry that it turned into mini-drabbles basically! And also sorry because I tried giving each member a different sleeping habit but I ran out of them lol ^.^” Thank you for requesting dear! I hope you liked it~ <3

|A Theory pt 2|

GROUP: GOT7

GENRE: Smut, Angst, Pure unadulterated nonsense 

LENGTH: 3.6 K

My eyes widened at Yugyeom’s words.

“E-excuse me?” I squeaked.

Yugyeom chuckled, burying his face in my neck.

“I didn’t stutter sweetheart” he whispered, heartedly kissing the side of my neck.

“So I raised a sex fiend is what you’re telling me?” Jinyoung tsked again while Yugyeom just chuckled.

“Sex fiend is a bit much hyung” Yugyeom spoke, his shy nature slipping through.

The whiplash with this boy was ridiculous.

“You have no damn right to talk about what’s too much after that” Jackson spoke up, dusting himself from off and standing up straight.

“What was this theory though?” Mark asked with an eyebrow raised.

Why did he have to fucking ask that? I felt my cheeks burn at the question and I began to fidget, lowering my gaze.

“Please. You’ve almost fucked the maknae in front of us and now you’re embarrassed? Really?” JB pointed out, obviously amused.

Yugyeom pulled me over to one of the couches where he sat down, pulling me into his lap and wrapping his arms around my waist. He kissed my cheek sweetly and I had to tone down my heart’s exaggerated reaction so I wouldn’t over think his actions.

“Go on, talk” He encouraged gently.

“Is he seducing her?” Jinyoung asked incredulously.

“What did I fucking tell you?” Bambam exclaimed.

“Look we can discuss Yugyeom’s sex  preferences later. As for right now, answer the question princess” JB said, effectively turning the conversation back to me.

I ignored the slight raise in my pulse at the nickname best I could as I hid my face behind my mass of curls.

“Do I have to?” I whined.

I felt a hand brush my curls away from my neck, placing a kiss to the base of it. The tension from my body disappeared almost altogether but was immediately replaced by sexual frustration and longing. His lips were so close to my spot. A few inches down and I’d be done for. I barely registered Yugyeom’s low and breathy “please” as scenarios involving both my spine and a certain group of boys invaded my thoughts. In my blissed out state I began to talk.

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Sleep sweet starshines! ☁✨💤💙A spell to rest easy at night!

This is a little spell I made a while ago that I revamped because lately, I’ve been having a hard time getting to sleep at night! This spell is meant to help get you to sleep at night, keep away nightmares, and ensure a restful sleep with pleasant dreams! There’s two versions, the terrarium to hang above my bed and the spell bottle to put under my pillow or keep with me while travelling! Both have the exact same ingredients

Ingredients ✨  

🌟 Black salt - protection

🌟 Rosemary - fights off nightmares during sleep, helps with dream recall

🌟 Jasmine - for restful sleep, pleasant dreams,

🌟 Lavender - very relaxing, reduces anxiety, helps fight off insomnia

🌟 Chamomile - relaxing, induces calming sleep

🌟 Blue candle - to charge the spell and to bring peace and calm

Crystals

🌟 Amethyst - promotes relaxation and calm, promotes a good night sleep, helps with dream recall and bringing about vivid dreams

🌟 Tourmilated Quartz - brings together both the properties of tourmaline (preventing nightmares) and clear quartz (dream recall, bringing about vivid dreams) 

🌟 Clear Quartz - to amplify and ground the spell

🌟 Fluorite - protects the mind during sleep, promotes deep sleep

🌟 Rose Quartz - just a few chips for pleasant dreams and added sweetness!

Instructions

🌟 Cleanse, ground, and center yourself and cast your circle! I cleansed myself with moon water I had programmed specifically for cleansing.

🌟 Light the blue candle to help charge all of your ingredients and your spell with peaceful and calm energy.

🌟 Add one layer of each of the herbs, and with each herb, ask them for help! So ask the rosemary for protection during your sleep, for the chamomile to help bring you a calming sleep, and so on for each herb!

🌟 Program and charge your crystals with intent! After I ask my crystals for their help and charge them with the energy I want them to help bring into my life, I kiss them for a little extra boost! it’s a nice way to add some more of your personal energy

🌟 Mix everything together and ground your spell! So visualize your spell already in effect, visualize the calm and peaceful energies surrounding you before bed and helping you get to sleep each night.

And while this spell was created with the intention of making it easier to get to sleep and having peaceful dreams, a lot of the ingredients and crystals in here can help enhance psychic intuition and can enhance any dream messages you may be getting! 

I also find that this particular spell smells really sweet, so I find it relaxing to take a moment to enjoy the scents and let relaxation wash over me!

Hopefully this helps y’all get some good sleep and brings a little bit more calm into your life! Sleep sweet! - 🐸

Our Kind Of Love (Part 9/12)

By: ProMarvelFanGirl

Pairing: Steve x Plus Size!Reader

Warning: anxiety attack, panic attack

Summary:  You and Steve have a special kind of love.   One that many may not understand.  After all what would a super soldier who looked like that, want with a girl who looked like you?

A/n: Saw This post and was inspired!  If you would like to be tagged please let me know!  

MASTERLIST


a hold me until my panic attack passes kind of love.

It had been a long day.  Steve was off on a solo mission and you hadn’t seen him in three weeks.  Bucky and Sam had come to see you at the hospital daily, often bringing Natasha and Wanda with them.  Between the four of them and Charlie they kept you distracted.  The girls took you shopping and Charlie made plans with you to watch every game of every sport that was shown on tv.  You were so lucky to have such an amazing support system, but you still missed Steve.

It was after bidding Charlie a goodnight, that you finally headed home around 11.  You had spent most of your day trying to keep up with all the extra duties at the hospital. You immediately headed to the shower to wash the day away.  After your shower you settled into bed, hopefully to get some sleep.  

The shrill ringing of your phone at three am forced you awake.   Reaching for your phone barely opening your eyes, the harshness of the bright screen showed the hospital’s name.  “Hello?”

“Y/n?  It’s Grace.  I’m so sorry to wake you.”  You could hear Grace’s voice tremble.  You sit up quickly all the sleepiness suddenly gone from your body.

“What is it Grace?  What’s happened?  Do I need to come in?”  You could feel your heartbeat start to race.

“I don’t know how to say this…Y/n…Charlie just passed away.  He had been up a few hours ago.  I went into check on him and he was gone.  I know you two were so close.  I’m so sorry.  I want you to take the next few days off okay?”  You couldn’t speak, your mind was racing.  Had you missed something?  Was Charlie sick?  Could you have done something?  You managed to say okay and goodbye to Grace and hung up the phone.

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Forever Enough

Summary: [Pre-serum] Steve Rogers is determined to get into the Army, but you and Bucky keep trying to persuade him that it’s not a good idea.

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes

Warnings: fluff, cute af!Steve, angst, arguing, character deaths [?]

A/N: @redlipstickandplaid  kinda requested this, I say kinda because she asked for some Fluffy Pre-Serum Steve where Buck and the reader try a deter Rogers from trying to join the army- and this, well, my brain had different ideas. Annie, don’t hate me too much, lmao <3



“You need to stop this, Steve,” you let out a sigh as you ran a hand through you hair, exasperated at your friends actions.

He shook his head, taking a seat on the couch. “I can’t. I have to do this,” he spoke with pure determination, that determination he always had every time he tried to enlist and still got denied on medical grounds. He wasn’t one to give up, that’s for sure.

There was a short silence before the door opened, revealing Bucky in his full army uniform. It was fair to say, he looked pretty angry.

“What were you thinking!” he threw his hat unceremoniously onto the spare chair in his frustration. Bucky took a deep breath, running a hand across his face, “you can’t keep doing this, man. Going as different names each time won’t change your medical records.”

“I just want to do something to help, alright?” Steve retorted, getting to his feet, a look of dismay across his face. “Everyone else is out there fighting and I’m just here- doing nothing to save anyone.”

It pained you to see him beat himself up over things that were beyond his control. “Steve, listen to me,” you walked over to him, your hand gently taking hold of his own, “you can help here, and you do help here. You help me just by being here, by being my friend in this crazy, horrible time.”

Those bright blue eyes looked up at you with slight hesitation before Steve spoke, “but I’m not enough, am I? I never will be,” he spoke in a broken tone before pulling away from your touch and making his way out of the house.

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Exchange

Originally posted by raditudelab

Requested: No

Pairing: Finn Bàlor x Reader

Word Count: 2412

Warning[s]: Alcohol, Angst, Cursing & Fluff

Summary: A few years after breaking up with Finn, he is still in love with Y/N. Y/N has evolved from the person he once knew. He believes that she doing so much better without him, and he will drag her down. In reality, Y/N keeps this facade to hide her true feelings. After a night of drinking, Finn comes to Y/N‘s hotel room unannounced. Y/N let him in and take care of him for the night. Before falling asleep, he reveals his true feelings for her. In the morning, she confront him.

Tag[s]: @wweobsession1029

A/N: This is my very first one shot on here. Please don’t give me too much scrutiny if it’s terrible. Based on the song Exchange by Bryson Tiller. Requests are open!! 


This what happens when I think about you. I get in my feelings, I start reminiscing. Next time around, fuck, I want it to be different. Waiting on a sign, I guess it’s time for a different prayer. Lord, please save her for me. Do this one favor for me. I changed my player ways, got way too complicated for me. I hope she is waiting for me.

Tears welled in my eyes as I read over the text messages on Finn’s phone. 

Emmy: Finn, are you going to come over tonight?

Finn: Of course, I will. It may be a little while though.

Emmy: Why Finny? It’s been a good week since I saw you! 

Finn: I know baby, but I have other things to do tonight before I see you.

Emmy: Is it revolving around that bitch, Y/N?

Finn: Stop referring to Y/N as a bitch.She is one of your best friends, but you still choose to call her that? You know how much it irks me when you call her that.

Emmy: Why don’t you leave her already? You’ve been cheating on her for months. I’m the real woman since I fulfill your needs unlike her. Y/N is nothing more than a boring, naive, little bitch. She gets whatever she wants… However, she is not getting you too! She doesn’t deserve you, Finn, I do.

Finn: You’re out of line Emmy. You know I would never do that to Y/N. I’ll not come over if you keep talking to me like that.

Emmy: Okay… Fine.

Finn has been cheating on me for months… How could I have been so damn oblivious? Emmy is was one of my best friends. I should have known this would happen. Emmy told me I would lose Finn if I continued being “my plain Jane self”. She said someone would swoop in and snatch him up for themselves. Little did I know, Emmy was the very person.

I introduced Finn to Emmy. The worst mistake I ever made… Emmy is right, I a naive as hell. 

The sound of footsteps interrupted my thoughts. “Babe, I made ‘he popcorn.” Finn’s accent filled my ears as he walked into the living room.

I got up from the couch, and I made eye contact with him. We planned on watching Lego Movies for the night. No way that was happening.

“Is ‘here anything wrong babe? ‘hy do you have my phone?” Finn asked. His facial expression showed confusion, but I looked into his blue orbs. Finn’s eyes read a man, who was caught red-handed.

“Why do I have your phone?!” I rhetorically asked, throwing my head back. I tried holding my tears back to no avail. Then, I looked at him, head-on. “Your phone went off. I went to reply, but I saw the message from Emmy. I didn’t think that you would be friends with Emmy, let alone, text her. I looked through the messages, and I was “amazed” by what I saw. You’ve been cheating on me with one of my best friends. And you thought I would never find out?! Do you think that I am really that stupid?! You never meant it when you told me you loved me… Didn’t you? Actually, I don’t need you to answer that since it’s crystal clear.” I grabbed my keys off of the coffee table, and I slipped on my shoes.

“Y/N, I love yer. You know that without a doubt. Emmy means nothin’ to me, I promise yer that. Trust me, babe.” Finn said. It sounded like he meant it, but I am not falling for that crap.

I ignored Finn, and I walked to the door. He grabbed my arm, gently as I opened the door.

“Let me go, Finn!!!” I yelled, looking into his eyes with my tear-stained ones.

“No, Y/N, I can’t let yer go. E’ery time I told yer, I loved yer, I meant it. I will ‘lways be in love with yer. Don’t let my mistake changed e’erythin’ between us. Please, don’t ‘eave me Y/N. I’m pleadin’ wit yer.” He pleaded. Finn looked remorseful and apologetic, but I won’t budge. There is no way in hell I will fall for his tricks. This has to be one of those tricks.

“I don’t believe you, Finn. You’re nothing more than a lying, dirty, cheater. I’m not falling for your silly games. Go be with Emmy because I am breaking up with you. I hope you have a nice life with Emmy.” I told him, and I pulled my arm back. I was able to get out of his grip since his grip on my arm softened. Then, I pulled the bracelet he gave me off of my wrist, and I threw it on the ground. 

Finn had a blank expression on his face. It was as if he was in a trance-like state. This is a side I never saw from him before. I took this moment to leave. Once I ran out of Finn’s apartment, I ran to my car. When I was in my car, tears flowed out of my eyes like a waterfall. After a few minutes of crying, I started up my car. I drove out of the parking lot…

“Who in their right mind hates pizza? Everyone loves pizza.” Sasha exclaimed. 

“Believe me, my cousin hates pizza. She threw up the very first time she ate it.” Bayley said.

“I don’t think I can believe you. There is a kind of pizza for everybody. I don’t think she has found the right pizza for her.” A giggle fell from my lips. Sasha equated finding the right kind of pizza to finding the right person.

“I think pizza is not for her.” Bayley shrugged her shoulders. “I’ve accepted it, and I thnk you should too Sasha.”

“No way.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Y-” I had to interject before they got into a full-blown debate about pizza.

“Stop, Bayley, Sasha, we aren’t arguing about pizza.” I interrupted them. Almost in unison, they pouted. I couldn’t help but laugh at the women.

“Alright Y/N, Sasha and I are planning to go out on the town after Raw. Do you want to come with us?” Bayley asked. Before I could give my answer, I saw Finn in the distance. He was walking down the hall. The moment we made eye contact changed my mind.

“No- I am going to just stay in my hotel for the night.” I stated, turning on my heels and walking away from the women. Three years later… and I still can’t handle being around him. One reason is because I am still in love with him. Why?! He cheated on me. I should have moved on by now. He’s moved on too… Finn’s moved on by now…

I felt someone’s hand on my shoulder, "Finn-” I began, but I turned around to see Sasha.

“Y/N, Y/N, it’s been three years. You will have to make peace with everything that happened sooner or later.” Sasha told me.

“I know, I know…” I shrugged my shoulders. “I’m going to head out since I have no other commitments tonight.” I said, hugging Sasha.

“Okay, but text me when you get to the hotel.”Sasha stated, as I pulled away from the hug.

“You know it.” I said, “See you later.”

“Bye!” I began walking away. Once again, I saw Finn. He stared at me in awe. It was like he wanted to say something, but he didn’t know what to say. I looked away from him. Whenever he is around, I try saving face. However, I know I am failing at it.

Hours Later

The nightly marathon of Forensic Files was on, which I tune into every night. I sent Sasha a text message once I made it to my room. That was a few hours ago, now it’s nearing two in the morning. I have to go to bed or I will risk being  crabby when I have to get up. Just as I leaned over to turn out the lights, I heard a knock on my door. Who could it be at this time of night? A huff fell from lips as I got out of bed. Then, I opened the door, and my eyes widen at the site of the very person behind my door. It was Finn…

“Y/N… ‘ts been sooooo long. We need to talk.” Finn slurred. He was intoxicated, and I couldn’t leave him out in the hall. Who knows what could happen to him. If anything bad were to happen to him, you wouldn’t forgive yourself.

“Finn, come on in.” I said, taking his hand, guiding him into my room. He was stumbling slightly. A chuckle fell from his lips. 

“Yer hand is very soft.” He chuckled again, and I shook my head. Then, kicked the door closed with my foot.

“It’s time to lay down Finn. You’re drunk right now, and you need to sleep it off.” I told him, as I sat him onto one of the beds in the room.

“I’m not drunk Y/N. I’m just feelin’ good.” Finn insisted, still slurring his speech. 

“We’re not debating this.” I said, guiding him to lay in bed. Then, I put then I put the cover over his body.

Finn pouted, “Yer light ‘ts on. Yer must be stayin’ up. Why can’t I stay up wit yer?” He asked, still pouting. I sighed, and I turned my light out.

“The light is out now Finn. I am going to bed as well.” I insisted, hoping he would believe me.

“Fine Y/N.” He huffed, before rolling to the left side,his back facing me. Hopefully, I will get some sleep. Then, I walked up to my bed, climbing into bed. 

After twenty, I believed Finn was asleep at this point. I haven’t heard his voice in a good ten minutes. My eyes began closing, and I felt myself doze off when I heard Finn’s voice.

“Y/N” I heard the man say.

“What is it Finn?” 

“I love yer, so much. After all ‘his time, I still am in love with yer. I wish yer could know ’hat. I regret ‘hat I did e’ery day.” My mouth widen in shock. He still loves me? I can’t believe this. Drunken tangents does mean sober thoughts… Right?

“F-” Before I could say anything, I heard snoring. Shit. The alarm had 2:45 in red, so I should go to sleep anyway. I closed my eyes once again before dosing off.

When I woke up in the morning, I heard a groan. I opened my eyes, seeing Finn with his hand on his head.

“Fuck…”  Finn groan. He didn’t realize I was up. 

“Morning…” I began, and he turned his attention to me, “ You need some aspirin for that headache of yours?” I asked while grabbing the bottle off of the nightstand.

“Yes, please, Y/N.” Finn stated. I got out of bed, untwisted the cap and poured two pills into my hand. Then, I grabbed a water bottle from the mini fridge. I walked over to him, handing the pills and bottle to him, “Here you go.” I said.

Finn smiled, “T’ank yer Y/N.” He said, patting a spot next to him. My eyebrows raised, and I sat next to him. He took the aspirin while drinking his water. There was an awkward silence for a while. “I don’t remember a thing… I was so shitfaced. How did I e’en get ‘ere?” 

I looked over at him, “You knew must have my room number since you showed up here last night.” I told him. His eyes widen, as if he knew he fucked up.

“Well, I guess it was just a coincidence.” Finn lied.

“Finn… I don’t think it was. Last night, you told me that you are still in love with me. Also, you regret what happened to us.” I looked him in his eyes. A hint of fear showed in them.

“Damn. I fucked up once ‘gain.” He said, “I know yer hate me. I ruined your friendship with Emmy, I cheated on yer, and I kept yet up wit my bullshit. Hell, I ‘ever deserved yer in the first place. I know damn well you don’t want me back. I ruin e’erything for yer.” Finn got up, “I better go. I placed my hand on his arm, and he looked down at me, confused.

“Sit back down Finn.” He sat back down, next to me. Finn was still confused about what was going on.

“Y/N… What-” He began, but I interrupted him.

“You had your time to speak, now it is my turn.” I said. Then, I took a deep breath. A million things ran through my mind. “Finn, I will tell you, you did hurt me when you cheated on me. Especially since you cheated on me with Emmy. I’m a good actress… I never moved on. I invested more time into wrestling to fill that void. I love you too Finn, I am just not sure if I can-” I started, but he interrupted me.

“I know what you’re going to say. You’re not sure that you can trust me again. I can understand that. I did yer wrong. I’m willing’ to prove to yer that I mean it when I say I love yer. ‘ven if it will take me a thousands years to do so.” Finn said, looking me in my eyes. A smile crept on my lips. It was the affirmation I needed. 

“You know what Finn? I am willing to give you another change.” I smiled.

“Really? Yer giving me another chance? I won’t make yer regret it.” He said looking into my eyes. His eyes are still mesmerizing to me after all this time. I tried holding back the urge to kiss him, but he is like a magnetic… The more I tried getting away, the more I get sucked in. He leaned down, slowly, kissing my lips. I kissed him back, almost immediately. Sparks coarse through me like the first time we kissed. I missed lips. After what seemed like eternity, he pulled away from the kiss. His lips were still on mine.

“I love yer Y/N.” He said, smiling

“I love yer too.” I said back to him, a smile on my own lips. 

Sick games- Tyler seguin

Request:Can u do a Tyler seguin one where he’s super sick but goes to the game and plays because it’s against Boston and then the reader takes care of him?!!? Please!!! Super fluffy and cute’!!

Warnings: a bit of arguing, unedited

A/n: I hope this is a bit better than the last?? Also requests are appreciated :)

“Tyler you’re sick you shouldn’t be going!” I said and stood in the doorway of mine and Tyler’s room while he was getting dressed for his game. His movements were slow and sluggish like he was going to fall over in a minute.

“I can’t just quit on my team!” Tyler fought back.

“It’s one game!”

“Yes and we’re playing Boston I can’t miss this game. Now are you coming to the game with me or are you watching from here?” Tyler asked and picked up his bag.

“I’m staying here” I said and walked to the living room to sit down on the couch with Cash and Marshall.

“Alright I’ll see you after the game” Tyler said and started coughing.

“Good luck and please be careful Ty” I said to him.

“I will babe love you” Tyler said. He kissed the top of my head and then went out to the driveway to leave.

He’s going to come back and be even worse than he was before or he’s going to play bad and be disappointed in himself. Either way tonight after the game isn’t going to be a good night Tyler will be grumpy and upset unless they win. Once the game came on I cuddled up on the couch with Marshall, cash and a tub of Ben & jerry’s ice cream. Tyler was not playing as good as he normally would, he was moving slower and getting hit more often then normal and it was obvious he was struggling. Dallas ended up winning 2-1 after a long and physical game. I waited for Tyler to come home very patiently. When I heard his car pulling into the driveway cash and Marshall stood up to go wait for him at the door.

“Hi guys” Tyler said when he came inside. His voice sounded a lot more raspy than it did before. “Hi babe” Tyler sighed and then sat down next to me on the couch. As soon as he sat down he laid his head on my shoulder and sighed again.

“You feel worse right?” I said and ran my hand through his hair.

“Mhm” Tyler said not wanting to admit that I was right.

“I’ll go and get you some water and Advil, go upstairs and get changed and ready for bed then we can watch a movie or something” I kissed Tyler on the top of his head and then stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

“Okay sounds good” I heard Tyler mumble and then slowly get up from the couch and walk upstairs.

I got some Advil and a bottle of water from the kitchen along with a banana for a small snack for Tyler.

Once I got upstairs Tyler was wearing a pair of basketball shorts and a hoodie while standing up shivering. “Here you go” I said and handed Tyler the things I brought up for him.

“Thanks y/n”

I went and got ready for bed quickly because I was also tired from having my hands full with Tyler being sick. Once I was back into mine and Tyler’s room he already had the covers pulled up to his chin and sports centre on.

“Come cuddle please” Tyler whined.

“I’m coming” I smiled and crawled into bed next to Tyler. He put his head on my shoulder and cuddled into my chest while wrapping his arms around my waist.

“You were right” Tyler mumbled.

“Yes I know I was but I won’t hold it against you”

“Thank you for taking such good care of me” Tyler leaned up and kissed the bottom of my jawline and then put his head back where it was.

“Anything for you babe. Get some sleep hopefully you’ll feel better.”

“Goodnight I love you”

“Goodnight I love you too”

😊Welcome To New York (Grayson x Reader)

Summary:  My love! I need an imagine where the boys help y/n move into her new apartment in NYC. Grayson misses her & plans to surprise her with a visit & he gets there & catches her being intimate with another guy. Gets mad, & starts a fight with the other guy, him & y/n get in an argument which leads to him expressing his feelings for her & the end up cuddling & being all cute & what not? Thanks babeeeee 😘😘 - Angie 💕 (ps ilymore then Cristina does) ☺️

Warnings: Almost caught in the act

A/N: This is for my babes @scuteedolans who is a queen and I love both of them so much. Ethan series will begin Monday hopefully! It’s also 5:10am and I need to get some sleep, but I hope you guys enjoy this!

Originally posted by itsjoanneee

“Alright that was the last box in the truck.” Ethan says as he sets the last box on my kitchen table. I look around my new apartment. I was accepted into NYU for a criminal justice program and I was too excited. My best friends, Ethan and and Grayson, came all the way to New York to help me unpack into my new place.

“Alright thanks you guys so much!” I opened my arms to give them the biggest hugs a friend could possibly give. “I feel since you two are my best friends and will want to visit often, here you two go.” I went to a locksmith and had him make me two extra keys. One for each of the boys to have. They both looked up at me and gave me another hug.

“Gosh Y/N why do you have to be so old?” Ethan asked as he examined his key. “Like you’re almost 23 and you move to NYC why?” Ethan asks me which Grayson just rolls her eyes.

“Hush Ethan. Y/N I think it’s great you moved out here to do your field training. Really. However, we’ll miss you back in LA.” Grayson says smiling.

“You two have a lot of stuff to do with youtube anyways. We all need to live our lives at some point right?” I said as a sad smile came across my face. I would be going to courts and learning how trials worked while my two best friends would be creating more youtube videos and getting famous by the second.

“Yo Gray we have to go. Oscar wants to see us at 8am in his office.” Ethan states as he stares at his phone. Gray and E give me another hug before they walk outside.

“Hey Y/N can we talk?” Grayson asks me halfway out the door.

“Yeah sure what’s–” Ethan’s hollering interrupts me.

“Grayson!” Ethan shouts as Gray looks towards the car and Ethan just hook his head. Grayson then looks back to me.

“I’ll miss you.” He gives me another hug, before he runs out to the truck and drive back down the road towards the airport. I decided to start unpacking and get comfortable before the moment hits me where I’m all by myself out here. I went outside to take the trash out when I saw some guy sitting outside. He was about six feet tall and had a chiseled jaw. He had a little bit of scruff on his face like Ethan’s beard and he was covered in tattoos. He had gauges and dark hair. He was probably the most beautiful man I have ever seen in my life.

He turned and looked to me which I immediately blushed. Just then I came in head to head contact with the grass.

“Oh my gosh are you okay?” I heard him ask as he rushed over to my aid. I was just trying to take the trash out and now my face was full of grass and dirt.

“Yeah I must have just tripped.” I said as I try to stand up, but of course the attractive stranger had to help me.

“Yeah these stairs aren’t the sturdiest.” He chuckles as he looks at the stairs and then back to me. “I’ve never seen you around here before. I’m James.” He introduces which I smiled.

“I’m Y/N and I just moved in from LA.” His eyes grew wide. “I study at NYU.” I said and he nods.

“I went to NYU for a few years, then I opened up my own restaurant and now I’m here relaxing.” He looks around and watches me. “I take it since you are new you might want someone to show you around?” He asks as I blush at his offer. “Let me take you out to my restaurant tonight and I’ll show you around Y/N.” He says and I nodded agreeing to him.

“Yeah that sounds great! Thanks James.” I thoughtfully said. I didn’t want to come off as too excited, but I also didn’t want to come off as I didn’t care.

“Cool I’ll be by your apartment at six. What’s your apartment?” He asked and I obviously looked behind me since I never made my trip to the trash can. “Oh right. You’re two rooms down from me. Well I’ll see you at six tonight Y/N.” He smiles and looks to the trash. “And let me take that for you.” Before I can protest, he takes the trash and walks away from me. I couldn’t wait to skype Ethan and Gray and tell them about James.

***Three Months Later***

James and I have been seeing each other nonstop since the first day I moved in. He felt my slightly red hair that curled and bounced was just too beautiful. He claimed my skin was a beautiful bronze color and that my skin was incredibly smooth. He would stay in my apartment or I would stay at his and we would just fall asleep together, but tonight was different. James and I were in my bed and he was on top of me kissing me hard. He was shirtless and I was just in my panties and bra. It’s been about two and a half months since I’ve talked to the twins that I haven’t told them about James and I’s escalating relationship. James was 24 years old as I was 23 and he was absolutely perfect. He kissed all around my collarbone and left purple marks after each kiss. He was honestly so perfect. He’s been so busy with the restaurant that tonight we celebrated my 23rd birthday almost three weeks later. We went out for drinks which obviously was the main influence for this current situation. “James.” I pushed him back as I was panting. His lips just reconnected to mine as his hand went in between my thighs which caused a light moan to escape my lips.

Originally posted by sensualkisses

Whatever was happening between us was so loud that I didn’t hear the front door open at all. Our kisses were getting hotter and heavier as I felt his hardon press against my thigh which I slightly jumped. I connected our lips again as he firmly pressed against me in my underwear. “Who the fuck is this Y/N?” I heard the familiar voice of Grayson ask which made James jump and turn around.

“Y/N who is this? You never told me about an ex boyfriend.” James says as he begins to slide off of me. I slip on my robe as James and Gray look to each other as if they are sizing up each other.

“He’s not an ex boyfriend. He’s an old friend I haven’t talked to in almost three months and I don’t why he’s freaking here.” I said slightly annoyed to Grayson who just rolled his eyes.

“I’m here because you gave me a key welcoming E and I to your apartment anytime remember? Or were you too lost in this dude’s tattoos to remember Ethan and I?” He asks me, but gestures towards James.

“Hey listen here prick, I can snap you in half. Don’t test me.” James says which sends a chill throughout my body. James did tell me he wrestled throughout high school, which I knew Gray did too.

“First of all, you’re the prick here. I came to see my friend and I see her kissing some doodle bear.” Grayson scoffs gesturing towards James tattoos.

“Hey you guys calm down.” I said, but James pushed me back.

“Don’t you fucking touch her.” Grayson then squares up to James and James square’s him up. The boys were now inches from each other. I tried to break them apart, but before I knew it, Gray shoved James back and soon a brawl had started. James was shoved into my hope chest as Grayson swung a few times and pushed him to the ground. While James was on the ground he tripped Grayson and then climbed on top and started pushing him straight in the face.

“Guys stop!” I screamed but that didn’t help. James was mercilessly punching Gray in the face as Grayson tried to wiggle free. Finally Grayson kneed James in the balls which sent James into the fetal position as Grayson started kicking him as hard as he could in the chest area. “Grayson! Fucking stop!” I screamed as I tried to break the fight up again, but it was no use. I then started to cry, but I wasn’t going to give up. “Grayson.” I sobbed which I knew would catch his attention as he stopped kicking James. I got on my knees in front of James as I helped him up.

“I’ll come back when he leaves. I’m going to go lie down.” He then hobbles out of the room and leaves Grayson and I.

“Grayson what the fuck? Where did you ever get the idea–”

“How the hell could you do that?” He cuts me off as he huffs out exhausted huffs. “I came here to see you and I see you kissing another fucking guy? What the fuck Y/N?” He was panting and I was extremely confused.

“Excuse me?” I was obviously confused.

“I fucking like you. I should have never listened to Ethan that day when he shook his head no, because if I didn’t that could have been me kissing all over your neck and feeling your touch.” Grayson looks back to the bed and then shudders. I shook my head confused.

“Grayson you’re almost 18. I just turned 23 years old. We can’t be together. It’s wrong.” I protested as I turned away from Grayson, which he pulls me back into him as I slam against his chest.

“Give me one reason why it’s wrong Y/N.” His tone changed. He went from harsh and angry Grayson to loving and concerned Gray. The Gray I loved and adored. The Gray that was always more than a friend in my heart.

“I’m older.” Was all I could say before his lips gently landed on mine as his kiss was full of passion and tenderness. His hands grabbed the back of my neck as he pushed me into his kiss. My heart started to pound as I was in shock.

Originally posted by sensualkisses

I quickly reacted as my hands tangled in his hair. I cleared my head of all thoughts of James and the fight and just focused in on this moment. Grayson pulls away leaving me breathless and speechless. He was slightly panting as we gather our thoughts.

“Age is just a number Y/N. I don’t care how old you are because to me you are my gorgeous 5’2, red curly haired, golden colored, luscious lips, brown eyed beauty.” Grayson says as he pulls me into a hug as he pushes me back on my bed and I break out in laughter. “I don’t fucking care if you’re 23. You’re everything I want. Everything I could possibly need. Why on earth would I let something as little as your age affect my opinion on you?” Grayson asks as he takes my hand in his. I didn’t have a proper response. The only thing I could think was shrugging which made Grayson laugh as he kissed me again. “Just to be on the safe side, James and you…” He trailed off, but I knew what he meant.

“No no I’m still very much single.” I smiled and so did Gray.

“We should change that sometime soon.” He smirked which I just rolled my eyes and laughed. We turned on Pretty Little Liars as Grayson grabbed my pink leopard print fleece blanket and he pulled it over us as I cuddled into Grayson as I rested my head on his chest and cuddled close to him. I soon fell asleep on his chest and I wouldn’ have wanted to fall asleep anywhere else. I truly did like Gray. I always did, but I felt like I was too old for him so I felt I was only ever his friend, but Grayson had other plans.

Just brought the last of my stuff over to the new apartment!! I’m hanging out with family and my new baby nephew Saturday and Sunday, but you know what I think I might do after that? WRITE Finishing up the fic Amuse asked for and then one other prompt. And then….maybe, just maybe I’ll have some energy for some Avengers University. Or Darcy and Frank Moses shenanigans. Heck. Maybe I’ll even get back to my angst. Here’s hoping.

Originally posted by drgrlfriend

Hunger

(title might change. So, if people like this I will continue! I’ve already written more. This fic is also on ao3 and fanfiction.net) (Part 2)

What was happening to him?

Danny groaned and curled in on himself in his bed, shivering even though he felt hot all over. The entire day long he had felt off, as if he was getting sick. But this wasn’t normal, that much he knew. At school he hadn’t been able to control his ghost powers. His hand had disappeared into the walls and according to Tucker throughout the day parts of him had turned invisible for a few moments. It was like he was back at the beginning when he had first gotten his powers. Why couldn’t he control them properly?

Another wave of nausea hit him and he went to his bathroom, not wanting to accidentally make a mess in his bed. He tried to breathe evenly and will himself not to throw up. Could this get any worse? He was in pain, didn’t know why, his powers were out of control, making it difficult to hide them and he had no idea when this was going to stop. Great, just great.


“You okay?” Tucker asked him the next day at school and Danny nodded. “Yeah, just didn’t get much sleep last night.” I was busy trying not to pass out from pain, he thought grimly. The random pains had vanished at one point, thank God, and he had been able to get some sleep, although it hadn’t been much. Hopefully that was the end of it. He seriously didn’t want to go through that again.

Tucker didn’t look convinced. “What was wrong yesterday? You had some serious luck that no one noticed that your arm was missing in the hallway. I thought you had your powers under control?” he asked, sounding worried.

“I can control them. It’s been a year. I…just, I don’t know. Just had a bad day I guess,” Danny replied dismissively, not wanting to talk about it. “So, we didn’t have any English homework, did we?”


Sam grabbed his arm and dragged him away from the other students at lunch. “Hey, what are you doing?” Danny asked, rubbing his arm when his best female friend let it go.

“Danny, what the hell?” Sam looked at him and Danny didn’t know whether she sounded more annoyed or worried. Judging from her expression it was more likely that she was annoyed.

“If you keep this up somebody will notice. You froze your whole lunch tray!” Sam told him, pointing to their table where Tucker was pretending nothing was wrong and tried to warm the tray up with his hands’ body heat.

“Oh.” Danny hadn’t even noticed. He rubbed the back of his neck and sheepishly looked at her. “Uhm, woops?” He received a glare in return.

“That’s all you have to say about that? Danny,” she then sighed, “look, Tucker and I are a bit worried. Yesterday it was the same thing. Is there something wrong?”

Oh definitely, Danny just didn’t know what exactly. “I don’t know. I’ve been feeling a bit under the weather. It’s nothing. I’ll try to be more careful from now on,” he told her reassuringly and smiled at her, hoping she would leave it at that. It looked like she wanted to continue the conversation, but the bell rang, effectively cutting her off.

“I better get to class,” he said and walked away. Great, now his friends were worried. He suddenly felt a stab of pain and rubbed his stomach, stifling a groan. He hoped things would return to normal soon.


He couldn’t take this anymore. There had to be a reason that this was happening.

Danny couldn’t stand the pain any longer, the heat, and the nausea. Something was wrong, it was like- he couldn’t explain it properly. He felt like something was missing. He needed something, but what?

He stood up, trying to ignore the pain in his stomach, and left his room, walking downstairs and to the basement. This had to do something with his ghost side, that was the only explanation he could come up with. When he was normally sick it didn’t affect his ghost powers. Maybe he could find an explanation in the Ghost Zone.

Now determined to find the solution to his problem he transformed, gasping when another wave of pain went through his body. “What’s happening?” he asked himself and winced, wrapping his arms around himself. It was somehow worse now. This only strengthened his belief that this was because of his ghost side. He looked at the portal and noticed that the Ecto Filtrator needed to be changed. Right. He vaguely remembered his dad reminding him. Deciding that he definitely didn’t want the house to be destroyed he took a new filter and exchanged the two.

And then something changed. Danny didn’t know why, but he couldn’t look away from the Ecto Filtrator. The concentrated Ectoplasm within looked so…good.

Danny suddenly realised what this feeling was, he knew what was missing. He felt hungry, no, he was starving. He just hadn’t realised it because it felt different from his normal hunger. This was much worse.

Almost automatically he opened the Ecto Filtrator and the smell of ectoplasm was nearly overwhelming. Danny knew that normally people thought it didn’t smell all that great, he normally was pretty neutral about it, but in this moment he thought that he had never smelled anything this good before. It smelled delicious.

And before he knew it he was drinking it. He couldn’t drink fast enough, actually. He wanted it all, needed it all. The gooey substance tasted amazing and Danny quickly drank it all, every last drop.

When he was finished he felt much better, the pain gone and he smiled, before he realised what had just happened. He had drunken ectoplasm, concentrated ectoplasm. He let the now empty Ecto Filtrator drop to the ground and stared at it. What was going on?

Danny felt like that hadn’t been him a moment ago. He would never drink that stuff voluntarily. Never. Why had he done this? He felt disgusted and shivered, not knowing why this had happened. He physically felt better, the pain was gone, but mentally? Oh boy. He couldn’t come to terms with what had just occurred. He should forget all about it. It was useless trying to figure this all out now.

Still somewhat dazed from the entire experience he put the old Ecto Filtrator away and changed back into his human form. He quietly went upstairs and back into his bedroom. Sleep will fix it all, he thought to himself, I should forget this all. He quickly fell asleep, exhausted from the tiring night, the thought of the utter satisfaction he had felt when he drank the ectoplasm never quite leaving his mind.

Midnight Bus

Genre: drabble, fluff
Word count: 943
Warnings: none
Author’s note: The kind of scenarios that come to my mind when I’m dozing off in a bus, during a 3 hours ride to my hometown. Wrote this while listening to Stigma (fitting much?). It feels super liberating to not write smut, as I’m always super self conscious about it. 

Soft, almost jazz like tunes filled your ears as you kept slipping back and forth between consciousness and some weird dream-like state of rest. You tried to keep your eyes shut, to hopefully get some real sleep, but whenever your lids would slightly part while looking for a more comfortable position, warm dim lights would fill your vision, the inside of the bus looking like part of a dream.

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