and i am not even a little bit sorry



Uchiha Sarada’s BORUTO: Naruto Next Generations chapter 11 outfit re-design fanwork

[Ah hello, I have not been very active again, please forgive me! I thought I maybe could post a simple drawing inspired by the new Boruto chapter. Ah I am not sure I am a fan of Sarada’s new outfit or not. Honestly speaking, it might be a little too “adult” for Sarada I think. So I thought I might redesign it a little bit, ah even though I still like her first genin outfit that resembles Sakura’s. I like the idea of her wearing shorts however instead of Ikemoto’s dress design. Ah maybe a one-piece/body suit like Sasuke’s during the final stages of the chunin exam- with the high Uchiha collar also. High-heels and short dress are not very practical for missions. Ah, anyway, I hope this is alright for now. I will continue to consider outfits for her if I continue to do panel recreations or work inspired by the new generations. I am sorry for any mistakes/ messy work! Please take care everyone and have a good day/evening!

How do you like Sarada’s outfit in BORUTO: Next Generations? ]

Characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto ©

Chasing Pavements

Originally posted by giffingshit

Pairing: Mike Wheeler x Reader

Summary: (Y/N) came back to Hawkins and attended Snow Ball to have fun with the party, but then discovered something that would just break her heart.

Word count: 1.653

Posted: 22nd of November 2017

A/N: Hey guys! Another imagine is up. This song stumbled on my Spotify playlist and I thought of doing it with Steve Harrington x Reader, since it would be less awkward. I had no bad intentions when I was writing this, okay? Finn is my son!

Anyway, I loved this scene and it really captured my heart. Guys, find someone who would look at you like the way Mike looks at Eleven.

I hope you like it and enjoy reading guys! Please tell me what you think about it in the comments below, thank you!

- G. x

Link: Jessie’s Girl (Part 2); Jealous (Part 3); Can’t Fight This Feeling (Part 4)

It was your school’s Snow Ball and you were really happy that you were able to come back to Hawkins in time and attend the event without any problems.

Your cute dress swayed as you walked across the gym, doll shoes slowly tapping on the floor. Your face slowly became red and hot as you noticed that some people were looking at you, observing you from head to toe. You were so shy and timid, but you kept on roaming your eyes around and you could see the different types of decors and designs that have been used to embellish the venue. At first, you couldn’t believe that they managed to fix your simple and old school gym, but then you thought that nothing was impossible.

“(Y/N)!” Your four boy best friends chimed in unison as they caught your glance. You sheepishly smiled at them as they walked towards you to give you a tight, but warm embrace. They welcomed you back and you could say that they missed your presence so much, nevertheless you left them without any warning.

“Oh my God, you are all good looking,” You complimented the boys, right after examining their outfits. You were obviously surprised, because they grew up so much in the past few months that you were gone. “and Dustin, I love the hair!” You winked at him, earning a wide and sweet smile from the boy. You thought that maybe he got some tips from Steve Harrington, one teenage boy that he used to detest so much.

“You don’t look too bad yourself either, (Y/N).” Mike exclaimed back, flashing you a flattered smile. Your heart suddenly beat fast as you heard his sweet words, making you blush a little bit too. You heard your friends cheering for you and Mike, making their eyebrows dance wildly to poke fun at you.

“I think that you two should talk.” Lucas said, excusing himself from the group. Your eyebrows were knitted together as you couldn’t understand what Lucas meant. You earned some cheeky smiles from Will and Dustin, meaning that they were teasing you with Mike.

Of course, after all the years that you have known each other, they knew what you felt for Mike. He was your first crush, maybe your first love too. It was obvious and your friends noticed it by the way you looked at him, by the way you cared about him, by the way you talk to him. They said that sparkles were always seen in your eyes and your smile was warm enough to emanate heat and love. In fact, they were right. You liked Mike and you just couldn’t deny it. But why Mike didn’t seem to notice it?

“Idiots!” Mike playfully exclaimed and the boys just shrugged everything off, quickly following Lucas’ path to leave you both alone.

You took the empty seats near you and you watched some kids as they slow-danced with their partners. You could feel the tension between you and Mike and it somehow made you feel uncomfortable, nevertheless he was your best friend and you had a strong on-going bond.

“Why did you leave?” Mike suddenly blurted out, breaking the silence between you. He tried to catch your gaze, but you did your very best to avoid it. “I mean, suddenly. Without saying goodbye to the party.”

You quickly felt guilty for leaving them with their obliviousness. You thought that you weren’t that important to them that they would never notice your absence if you ever left. “I’m sorry. My grandfather suddenly felt bad, making us move back to Chicago for a while.” You downheartedly explained to him.

You were really feeling bad for leaving them behind. They were your best friends and you missed them. You also heard that some incredible things happened during your absence.

“I am offended, do you know that?” He grabbed your hand and squeezed it a little bit. Your heart skipped a beat and you bit your lower lip as you tried to understand his statement. “Why didn’t you call or write? I was worried sick about you.”

“And you are right to feel that way,” You said without any hesitations. You knew that they didn’t deserve it. “I just don’t know why I didn’t write as soon as I reached Chicago. I am not even searching for any excuses, I am just sorry.”

“Will needed you beside him, the boys,” He muttered with a big disappointment in his voice. “and I did too.”

“I’m sorry, Mike.” He caressed the palm of your hand with his thumb and he shook his head, meaning that it wasn’t nothing. “I even promised you that I would never leave you.”

“It’s already passed,” He nonchalantly exclaimed, being the empathic Mike that he was. “I was just afraid of Will’s situation, the Mind Flayer, and, of course, I was worried about you. I really did, I didn’t want for you to go away.”

You took a deep breath and he really knew how to make you feel bad. You were afraid of Will’s situation too, mostly after what happened to him last year in the Upside Down. You were with them and you shared great memories together, nonetheless your fear of losing one of your friends.

“I had no choice, Mike.” You looked at him for a short period of time, but then detached your gaze off him.

“I know, but, first, it was El and then it was you.” He disappointedly responded, thinking of how bad the world was without his friends. “I have always needed you, my best friend, beside me.”

You flashed him a sad and apologetic smile, although you were happy to know that he still considered you as his best friend. You did nothing but just bad things, you should have never left them without saying any word. “I am really sorry, Mike. I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s fine,” He slowly nodded his head as he squeezed your hand once again. You felt the excitement and the electricity the whole time he was holding your hand, but did he feel the same? “it really is!”

An awkward silence was built between the two of you. You should be partying, instead of sitting in a corner. You both unleashed a deep sigh as you felt worse for what has happened in the past months.

“Mike,” You broke the silence as you caught his soft gaze. All of the kids were dancing, except the two of you. There was a sweet song going on and it was a shame if you would have just stayed there, alone and motionless. “What do you think if we-“ You courageously started your proposal, oblivious of what was about to happen.

Words suddenly left your mouth as you saw a familiar silhouette standing in front of the gym’s entrance. Your heart suddenly fell on the ground, breaking itself in little pieces, as Mike stood up, leaving your hand as fast as he could. He took a step forward and you quickly stood up, ready to follow him.

“Shit, guys!” You heard Dustin exclaim desperately, but you didn’t mind him. You just let things run through your mind, without processing them properly.

You tortured your reddish lower lip as you remembered some particular happenings in the past.

“Everything will be alright, Mike! She will come back.” You assured the frightened boy beside you. His eyes were red and puffy as his tears endlessly flowed down. He just lost his friend, his loved one.

“What if it never happens?” He managed to say the words perfectly in between of his desperate sobs.

“Then it will be my turn to make you feel better.” You blurted out as your heart beat in a jiffy. “Aren’t that what best friends for, Mike?”

Of course, you were just a best friend in his eyes. It didn’t matter if you loved him, someone else captured his heart and that was Eleven.

“You will never leave me?” He downheartedly asked you. He was afraid to be left behind and you perfectly understood why: he cared about you.

“Never, Mike, never.” You fearlessly stated with a smile “I promise.”

The loud and sweet familiar song broke your thoughts, still staring at the girl. The space between them and Mike slowly diminished as she walked towards your direction.

“Eleven?” You mumbled softly, but Mike still managed to hear it. You couldn’t deny that the girl changed, she grew up and her hair was longer than the last time you saw her. She was a beautiful girl with a precious heart and it was so hard to hate on her. In fact, you never did. Mike might have loved her, but you would never hate on her just because of that.

“Yeah, she’s back!” Mike excitedly exclaimed. “You knew it all along.”

“Yeah.” You faked a smile before breaking your gaze with Mike.

Mike corrugated his forehead as he noticed the fake smile on your face, he was your best friend and he knew you very well. “So, what were you saying?”

“Oh, nothing!” You lied through your teeth as you shook your head. “Have fun, okay?”

“Same to you, (Y/N).” He cheerfully smiled before giving you a sweet kiss on your cheek. He wanted for you to be happy, nevertheless your happiness was about to dance with some other girl.

You gave him a nod while you watched him heading towards Eleven’s direction. You silently watched them as they talked, noticing how Michael Wheeler grabbed her hands.

“Thank you!” He mouthed to you and you just smiled at him, slowly turning away with a shattered heart from the couple in front of you.

You thought that you would just give up this time, not even trying to chase pavements anymore. After all, Mike was already contented with his girl and it was not even worth to fight for his love anymore.

you all know i love a good shoulder check into a dude who refuses to yield to my right of way or even acknowledge my existence in shared spaces.

but it is exponentially wonderful when it is a runner in a big group of yale sweatshirt-bearing pricks, none of whom made so much as a second of eye contact with me on a tight stretch of sidewalk as i approached on my run opposite them, literally almost edging me off the sidewalk onto the street into oncoming dense traffic moving upwards of 50 mph. nope, here is my shoulder, guy.

he tripped into his buddy & i cackled the most evil, delicious laugh.

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Originally posted by kngniel

Neighbour!Kang Daniel AU

Note: this is what happens when you spend too much time at home, often meeting neighbours and have a soft spot for Kang Daniel

EDIT: you guys, this has gotten so many notes i am honestly shooketh™. thank you so much for reading and do look forward to my next one! you can request if you want anything’s cool really hehe

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My Hero Academia as boyfriends (Class 1-A)

Yuga Aoyama

  • Legit all about him
  • wanna talk about your day? Just forget it
  • he would be overly protective of you though
  • any guy come near you?He is right there
  • Would seriously stare that guy down before sassing the hell out of him
  • “Im sorry, but this lady is already taken by this beauty, a.k.a me, 

Tenya Lida

  • oh Jesus Christ, the dates with this man
  • every. single. thing. would be planned out, even your bathroom breaks.
  • but he would be the most loving boyfriend ever
  • if you are ever in ant trouble or a guy is flirting with you, he would be right there, ready to either protect you or drag you away
  • “Im sorry sir, Y/N has other and much more important business to attend to”

Mashirao Ojiro

  • would actually be a very chill boyfriend
  • but would not fancy PDA
  • You go to kiss him in front of people, he would just pounce away
  • However, if anyone messes with his girl? uh uh, they would not be in school the next day
  • he would do absolutely anything to protect you
  • “Come on, lets go eat lunch together”

Denki Kaminari

  • You would definitely be the brains of this relationship
  • but you loved that adorable goof
  • he would always try to romantically surprise you, but would probably ruin the surprise by accidentally talking about it.
  • If he saw another guy talking to you, he would immediately panic and accidentally electrocute the poor guy
  • he did not mean too, he is just absolutely terrified of losing the first girl he has eve cared about
  • “Im sorry Y/N, but he was getting way too close to you”

Eijiro Kirishima

  • Now this guy, would show you off to EVERYONE
  • walking in the park? kisses you bluntly. Middle of class? Makes jokes about the other guys not having girlfriends
  • But he is still incredibly sweet
  • but..his jealously is a bit of problem
  • any guy that ever gets a little too close to yoy for his own comfort, would end up straight in the infirmary
  • “You know what, i am not even sorry. No one messes with my girl”

Fumikage Tokoyami

  • sometimes you forgot that this guy was your boyfriend when in class
  • he was just so cool and mysterious, you always wondered what a guy like him was doing with a girl like you
  • but he never let you think like that for to long
  • he was the type to pull you away from friends to find a quiet place alone for just the two of you
  • and when you were alone, he would be quite ‘affectionate’
  • he would sometimes get self-conscious because of his face, but you would always kiss his beak lightly to chase away his worries
  • “AH, im sorry Y/N , i love you”

Shoto Todoroki

  • Now this would be a very complicated relationship
  • he loves you, like absolutely adores you
  • but has a hard time opening up to you
  • thus leaving many secrets in your relationship which stresses you out so much
  • but he always seems to make it up with sweet gestures
  • especially after arguments you tend to make up quickly because, you know, you dont want the whole place burning down
  • “cuddles would be a massive thing
  • such a tsundere
  • “You know i love you”

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Katsuki Bakugo

  • and another complicated relationship
  • why you ask? because you both were stubborn as fuck
  • he was not gonna admit he liked you, neither were you
  • until the both of you had a screaming match and just ended up yelling at each other
  • now you guys have viscous make out sessions every time you fought
  • and yeah, it would be best if no other guy approached you cause …yeah lets just not
  • he loves you though really
  • “Just shut up and kiss me”

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Izuku Midoriya

  • this would be the cutest relationship ever
  • he would prep himself months before asking you out and would almost faint when you actually say yes
  • he would not be able to do PDA for a very long time
  • but when you were alone, i feel like he would kinda turn into a clingy puppy
  • you are low key jealous of his close relationship with Uraraka 
  • but he would always confirm his love for you whenever you felt like that
  • “Dont worry, i only love you”

Okay, so i am obsessed with this show at the moment so i thought it would be a good idea! Lemme know what you think!

Promise Of Tomorrow

Characters: Reader (Y/N), Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins

Pairing: Jensen x reader (ish)

Warnings: Very dirty thoughts, Drunken confessions, Language, Shameless objectification of Jensen Ackles (and I am not even a little bit sorry!)    

Word count: 1400ish (not a drabble! Dammit Jensen!)

A/N: I blame @blacktithe7 for this! When you send her gifs of Jensen you get comments like: “He went from damn he’s good looking to OH MY GOD TAKE ME NOW!” and “Now I picture Jensen’s lips on my most sensitive spots before riding him like a pogo stick!”

I took both as prompts to do a drabble, but Kari can’t drabble so welcome to this little one shot ;) Oh and I made (she begged) Erin beta this too :D

Also Kari can’t remember so this one shot is 3 months old but never before posted so enjoy y’all.



You groaned. You had no idea why you had agreed to come to this party in the first place. Well, Misha and you had stayed close friends after your recurring role as an angel on Supernatural, back when it was still in it’s fourth season.

You had had a thing for the green eyed actor that played Dean Winchester back then too. You just never had the courage to tell him that. Years had passed, and the moment you had walked through the front door you knew that hadn’t changed. Your eyes landed on him standing in the corner of the room chatting with his co-star and tv brother, Jared Padalecki. Your heart practically jumped into your throat when you saw him. He hadn’t aged a day, but he had gotten all the more sexy. His freckles still enhanced his perfect facial features. His shoulders were still broad and his bowed legs perfect for you to fit in between. Not that you ever had, but a girl could dream right.

You shook your head, annoyed with yourself for letting these thoughts re-enter your mind. He was way out of your league, there was no way he would ever look twice at someone like you. Daydreaming of him was only going to end one way. In heartbreak. Yours.    

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Im a 34 year old mentally I’ll transfem sex worker. I’ve recently moved to a new city and am desperately in need of money. Coming to an unfamiliar place means having to build a whole new client base, which is difficult enough when i was just a new unknown in town, but for the past week my anxiety and ptsd have been raging out of control, leaving me often unable to talk or negotiate with people. Added onto that, one of my primary venues for advertising was just stripped from me this morning, and now I’m afraid for my ability to even TRY to find work.

I’ve also been attempting to find vanilla work, but my dwindling cash means i have to be very careful leaving the house because every single bus fare is a risk to be weighed and measured, which makes job hunting in person challenging.

Add onto this the fact that my phone service will be cut off in less than a week, and things are even more bleak.

Add onto this the fact that I’m running out of several important bits of makeup (good foundation being an ABSOLUTE necessity for a trans woman who hasn’t had laser/electro performing sex work)

Add to this the fact that i have about a week’s worth of my hrt left. I’ve cut myself down to half doses to stretch it out but i am uninsured and cannot afford my refill.

Literally any little bit helps. Whatever you can spare. If you can’t spare anything, signal boosting is important as well. I’m so sorry for asking this and so thankful for any help you can give.

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Don’t mind me, I’m just sitting here contemplating the difference between I don’t take orders from you and If I’m on the list, you’re on the list because just, like, think about that.  By the time Finn died, Bellamy knew he loved Clarke, right?  You can argue about it being romantic love or not, but she was definitely his Person by that point, and he when suggested going on a suicide mission she shut him down.  And he snapped I don’t take orders from you because, well, he loves her but his life is expendable and this makes the most sense.  And then she says because I can’t lose you too and he doesn’t really have a response.  He knew what she meant to him, but Clarke saying no your life matters to me is still a little too much for him to fully process.

But in 403, Bellamy has already announced his intention to participate in a slow-motion suicide mission by declining a place on the Ark.  He delivers the news as if it’s already been decided and Clarke once again challenges him, but they don’t really get into it until later that day.   He says okay, you want me to live?  Then you live too.  We’re a package deal now, and when Clarke can’t bring herself to agree, he writes her name for her.  He agrees to let her save him only on the condition that he gets to save her too.  He’s not even that surprised that she wants to save him and I suggest it’s because because he knows she loves him.  And now it’s Clarke’s turn to be just a little bit speechless as Bellamy makes it perfectly clear how much he loves her.

anonymous asked:

Hc: yuuri gets the hiccups after he cries and it leaves people conflicted because wtf he was just breaking my heart by crying and now he's so adorable.

Oh man. Anyone who’s witnessed this has probably had to die.

Well, no, not really. But the only good thing about people feeling sorry for Yuuri, or even appearing to feel sorry for Yuuri, is that his sheer burning frustration tends to override whatever he was crying about. He is of the ‘don’t look at me don’t touch me pretend this never happened’ school of crying, and while I think he’ll relax this a little in the future, he’s never going to be great with it:

  • I am totally with @lavenderprose on Victor’s extreme difficulty with ignoring a crying Yuuri until he’s wound down enough to accept comfort.
  • (And Yuuri does, eventually, bit by bit, start accepting comfort from Victor in his own way. It’s incredibly weird for him. Not in the least because he’s not sure how he feels about how much he’s started to rely on it.)
  • (He will eventually stop overthinking that so much, but This is Not That Day.)
  • Mari, on the other hand, is the best at dealing with a crying Yuuri because she is incredibly good at pretending he’s not crying.
  • Once she watched three entire dumb movies with him while he wore sunglasses, inside, to hide how horrendously crying-swollen his face was. She never called attention to it.
  • Phichit is naturally a very soothing person most of the time, but at any given time he is ready to kill a man for Yuuri, so. Getting upset in front of him is a risky move.
  • Celestino is super lovely and solicitous when his skaters are upset in a way that most of his students adore him for and in a way that Yuuri absolutely and totally cannot deal with. 
  • There’s a lot of competition footage where Celestino has his arm soothingly around Yuuri’s shoulders while Yuuri is very clearly pretending none of this is happening.
  • Pretty soon after his arrival in St. Petersburg, Yuuri’s wallet is stolen while he’s stress-exploring the opposite side of the city. After a good long frustration-cry, he comes to the conclusion that he needs a ride home, but he can’t deal with sympathy. So he calls the person he’s confident won’t show him any.
  • INCORRECT: what follows is the most awkward car ride of Yuuri’s life, in which Yakov 1) tries to convince Yuuri to file a police report and 2) intermittently stares at him like an injured baby bird he’s afraid to pick up.
  • Yuuri will learn in time that the person you’ll want to call in this situation is Lilia, who will leave concealer and wet wipes at the bathroom door and let you quietly pull yourself together like the prima you are.
  • (Lilia’s influence on Yuri P is never so clear as the time Yuuri leaves the bathroom stall he’s hiding in at the rink and almost trips over the things Yuri’s piled messily on the floor. Not all of them are useful - it’s like Yuri panicked and grabbed whatever was in reach? But Yuuri is equal parts mortified and touched.)
BTS - Reaction to You Resting Your Head on Their Chest When You Think They Are Asleep

As Requested. :)


It was already past midnight when you realized that you forgot a key to your apartment. Your roommate was most likely asleep so you asked Jin if you could stay there for the night. Since this was a normal occurrence he happily agreed and went to grab a shirt and sweats for you to change into for the night. He giggled as you walked out of the bathroom with the pants rolled up about three times so they were short enough for you to not trip in them. You plopped down on the bed next to him, casually moving closer so your sides would be touching. He turned off the lamp and told you to go to sleep. “You still have class tomorrow, I can’t let you go sleepless.” You yawned as you closed your eyes to make him happy. You tried to fall asleep for around twenty minutes when you opened your eyes again. You stared up at the ceiling as you listened to the sound of Jin’s breathing. It was slow enough that you believed he was asleep. You looked over, the moonlight illuminating his peaceful features. The sight made your heart skip a beat, this had been happening more often as you continued to fall for your best friend. Without thinking you placed your head on his chest. The sound of his heartbeat now filling your ears. Suddenly his chest began moving up and down as he giggled softly. “You aren’t as sneaky as you think you are.” You jumped up, surprised that he was awake. “Don’t be like that, it was nice. Come back.” He held out his arms and wrapped them around you when you returned to your earlier position.


He could tell you were too tired to drive home. So, he offered for you to stay the night. Another sleepover like the many you have had before. You both laid there talking for a bit until he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep so you would try to sleep too. However, in your almost too tired to think straight phase, you wondered what it would be like to lay on his chest and hear his heart beat. You had imagined doing it so many times, since you realized you had developed romantic feelings towards your best friend. “Yoongs?” No response. So there you went, fulfilling your imagination. His chest was comforting in a way, and his heart beat sounded like home. Making you relax immediately. Then you felt his hand on your head, stroking your hair. You looked up to see him smiling down at you. “We should do this more often.” You giggled as his other arm moved to wrap around your waist, holding you close to him.


He would usually be the one to invite you to stay the night. Not wanting you to leave because it was already so late. “Y/N,” he said pulling you into a hug, “please stay over at the dorms. I don’t want you trying to find a ride back home.” His sweet voice always got you to agree. You nodded and pulled away with a smile, “Can I borrow some PJs?” He giggled and ran to his dresser, getting some things that he thought would fit you well. You changed and then joined him on the bed. He never hid how happy he was when he got you to agree to a sleepover. Moving closer to his side, you started some random conversation about how you wanted to see Mickey sometime soon. He agreed, saying he would take you next time he visits home. Eventually he turned off the light, “Time to go to sleep.” You quietly agreed and closed your eyes. Twenty minutes later, you rolled over to face him, his form looking relaxed, chest slowly rising and falling. This sight always made your heart skip a beat. Seeing the boy you loved getting the rest he deserved so much. You moved to rest your head on his chest, even if it was only for a little bit. His heart beat steady and comforting against your ear. “Comfortable?” His voice surprised you, causing you to sit upright. “Sorry, I must have moved in my sleep.” You tried to cover up your intentions. But he sat up and wrapped his arms around you, bringing you back to his chest. “Don’t lie, you meant to do that. I am glad you did. It feels…right.” You smiled as you hummed in agreement.


After a late night keeping him company at the studio, he made you stay over so he made sure you were safe. Of course you were safe, being with Namjoon made you feel invincible. You never intended to fall for your best friend, but some things can’t be controlled. Hell, you stayed over so often that he kept an extra toothbrush around. As you walked out of the bathroom and plopped onto the bed, you were enveloped by the fabric of the clothes he gave you to sleep in. “Sorry I don’t have anything smaller, I’m sure the others wouldn’t mind if you asked to borrow something of theirs.” You shook your head, pulling the covers over you, “These are just fine.” Honestly, you just liked the fact that they smelled like Joon. He smirked, “All right, but you look like you are swimming in them.” You both laughed as he turned off the lamp and climbed under the covers with you. The darkness was filled with whispers. He would always go on a philosophical tangent late at night. But you didn’t mind, you could listen to him forever. Some time later, he suggested it was time to get some rest. After believing he was out cold you rolled over and poked his arm. There wasn’t a reaction so you moved your head to his chest. He was the best pillow you could ask for, and his heart beat always calmed you down. Then you noticed that the rhythm seemed to quicken. You looked up, meeting Namjoon’s eyes. Full of adoration and a bit of surprise. You didn’t move, unsure how to act. But then he wrapped you in his embrace and kissed your head. “Maybe we could make this a permanent thing,” the hopefulness in his voice evident. “I’d like that.”


Jimin was always up for you staying the night. Sleepovers with you two involved laughter and talking until one of you fell asleep. His clothes fit you perfectly, so he would just grab stuff without worrying about the size and give them to you. A lot of the time you would accidentally wear his clothes out of the dorm anyways, leading him to ask about it weeks later when he realized he didn’t have something. You just wanted a piece of Jimin with you when he couldn’t be there himself. Especially when they go off on tour. After changing you jumped onto the bed, taking up your usual side. He was already laying down, messing with his phone. “I think Taehyung gets jealous when you sleep over. He just messaged about wanting a girl to cuddle with him at night.” You hid your blush, “We don’t really cuddle.” Jimin stayed silent and smiled at his phone before placing it upside down on his night stand. The usual random conversation continued for about thirty minutes until Jimin stopped responding. The whole cuddling comment made you curious. Jimin was asleep, so you assumed no harm could be done in trying. His chest was warm, his heart beat steady and strong. “I thought we didn’t cuddle?” His soft voice filled your ears. Before you could roll away he hugged you, keeping you next to him. “We should though.”


You had a long day. But you still wanted to spend some time with your best friend. To keep the visit longer, he suggested you stay the night. Nothing out of the ordinary for you two. He would be a ball of energy, constantly asking you whatever came to his mind. Also he would try to stay awake as long as you were awake, not wanting to leave you alone at night. But he also wanted you to sleep after knowing that you needed some rest after today. So he quieted down hoping you would close your eyes and drift off soon. After you thought he was asleep, you ended up trying something you had always wanted to do. Ever since you had realized you were in love with Tae, you wanted to lay on his chest and listen to his heart. So that is exactly what you did. It didn’t take him too long to react with a giggle. You jumped up and rolled away, “I’m sorry, that was weird right?” But he turned you back around to face him, “It wasn’t weird at all, now get back over here!” He pulled you back onto his chest, rubbing your back as you closed your eyes and smiled.


“Stay over, please?” Jungkook wanted to make sure you were okay since you had been sort of out of it today. He brought you to the dorms to eat dinner and hang around in the living room with the boys since they had the night off. You agreed to spend the night, it wouldn’t be the first time. Besides, laying next to Jungkook could be the best medicine for you. He gave you some of his sweats and a shirt and tucked you in when you were changed. You found it all super adorable, but you wanted him to stop worrying too. “Just go to sleep Kook, I am fine.” He laid down and turned the lights off. You tried to fall asleep, but were having a hard time. His breathing had slowed to the point where you believed he was sleeping. Trying to get more comfortable you moved so your head was on his chest. His heart beat seemed to help make you more tired. Suddenly his arm came up and wrapped around you, “Does this make you feel better? Cause it makes me happy.”


Quite A Vexer

Originally posted by wolfiehunters

Pairing: Jeff Atkins x Reader

Request: “ 1 - Jeff Atkins”


1. “Shut up, I’m trying to study here.”

Word count: 911

Posted: 11th of May 2017

A/N: This is one out of eighteen requests of my lovely Aja. I am trying so hard to finish your requests and you should love me for that. Just kidding. Thank you for these requests Aja. I hope you like this, even though it’s a little bit short. Enjoy your Jeff feels.

P.S.: I am not accepting part 2 requests for my prompt imagines. Sorry. You can always request something else from my prompt list. Thank you.

- G. x

Link: Prompt list

Warning: (Y/L/T) is Your Lip Type.

“(Y/N), do you think that this white suit fits me well?” Your boyfriend Jeff curiously asked while he was admiring his own reflection in front of the full-length mirror in your room.

“You’re sexy, babe. I love the fitting.” You honestly commented as you took a moment to admire him. The suit really fitted him well and you could say that it enhanced his toned muscular body. Jeff was a sportive guy and he played in Liberty High’s baseball team, so he would always go training with his friends. “Are you using that for the Winter Formal?”

“Yup!” He shortly answered, still admiring his look. You shook your head while smiling as you realized how narcissist your boyfriend was.

Well, Jeff was really good looking and you’ve always admitted that he was hot and alluring. He was a great boyfriend too, because he perfectly knew how to treat you right, he was respectful towards you and your family. He was the perfect guy, your perfect guy, and you would never ask for something more in your life.

“How about you?” He asked you as you continued doing your homework. It was almost Winter break, but you still had to rush things for the school. You hated it, but you knew that you had to bear with it. Unfortunately.

“Me?” You corrugated your forehead as you wrote some notes on your notebook, giving him your back.

“What are you going to wear?” He asked you as if it was already obvious. You felt his heavy footsteps going towards you, but you just kept on doing your work.

You already bought your dress and you were lucky that it fitted with Jeff’s suit. You couldn’t wait to wear it and to show the dress to your boyfriend. You knew that he would love it.

“You’ll see, just be patient!” You demanded with a laugh and you heard your boyfriend doing the same. His laughter was one of the reasons why you loved him, he was so adorable and goofy whenever he laughed. “It’s a surprise.”

“Dang it!” He pouted as he sat on your study table. He wasn’t wearing the suit anymore and he observed you tranquilly. “The colour must match with my suit and, please, don’t wear anything sexy or something, okay?” He possessively reminded you and you rolled your eyes.

You loved it when he became possessive and jealous, but it also annoyed you because he was really a complete paranoid. Sometimes, he would even bother your sleep during the night just to assure himself that no boy was flirting with you at school.

You knew that he would do everything to protect you and, although he was an angel, he would start a war if someone ever dared to touch you. You were safe with Jeff and you thanked him for that.

“Why?” You raised your eyebrows as you waited for his answer. You knew that Jeff couldn’t really tell you anything, because you’ve always worn the stuff you liked, whenever you were with him or not. He’s always been protective, but he would always end up praising you for your looks. You were the most beautiful girl in his eyes, of course.

“Well, sexy stuffs stay between us,” He seriously stated and you looked into his astonishing and shiny blue orbs. “in bed.” He added with a wink as he tried to tease you, smirking as he had his perverse thoughts.

“Atkins!” You rolled your eyes and you carefully rested your pen on the desk. You pretended to be angry, but he knew that you weren’t. “Shut up, I’m trying to study here.” You complained and he let out some soft giggles, together with his naughty side.

“Am I distracting you?” He asked with a naughty tone as he leant in to give you a quick kiss on your (Y/L/T) lips.

“Isn’t it obvious?” You playfully slapped his muscular arm and he laughed loudly. He knew that you couldn’t resist his charms and you despised him for being that confident of himself. He would always use his naughtiness to tease you and you seriously hated him for that. “Your sexiness is something that I can’t resist.” You teased back as you knew how much he loved it.

“I know.” He confidently stated and you let out some soft giggles. He then brought his lips down your neck and nibbled your soft spot carefully. Your boyfriend knew you well and it wasn’t the first time that he would tease you in that way. “I am irresistible.” You pushed his face away from your neck as you still had to finish some of your projects.

“Whatever you say, big guy!” You sarcastically complimented him and you gained a loud and contagious laughter from him.

“I love you so much, my princess.” He honestly said in between of his laughs. He gave you another quick kiss before running away from you, being the goofball that he was.

“Atkins, you’re an annoying little prick,” You threw him the stuffed toy that he gave you for your birthday, but you missed him. “but I love you too.”

“I love you more,” He demanded as he admired you from afar. “and that’s final.”

You rolled your eyes for another time as you shook your head for your boyfriend’s vexing, but cute childish actions.

You knew that you would always love him. Well, was it even possible to not love Jeff Atkins? You didn’t think so.

A Messed Up Place | One

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Summary: How it all started out

Warnings: Bucky’s self-hatred is through the roof, suggestions of masturbation

Notes: For @hellomissmabel’s writing challenge, using the prompt Lacanian Love. Didn’t really do my final checks on this one properly, so lmk if you spot any errors. 

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Love has a lot of cliches.

In fact, ‘a lot’ might even be an understatement. ‘A lot’ is a gross underestimate of the number of cheesy one-liners, overused phrases and endless passages made up of empty promises and meaningless words that couples in love throw around haphazardly. The thing is, there has to be some element of truth behind them. These cliches must have come about for a reason, no?

Bucky Barnes thinks that that reason might be you. He doesn’t believe in soulmates, but whatever the hell you are to him — well, it’s pretty goddamn close, that’s for sure.

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  • Missy: Oh, don’t be disgusting, we’re Time Lords, not animals. Try, nano-brain, to rise above the reproductive frenzy of your noisy little food chain, and contemplate friendship. A friendship older than your civilization and infinitely more complex.
  • also Missy: I hope my boyfriend wasn't too mean to you...He can be very mean sometimes. Except to me, of course, because he loves me so much.
  • also Missy: *makes out with Doctor against wall*
  • also Missy: My heart is maintained by the Doctor.
  • the Doctor: Two hearts.
  • also Missy: And both of them yours.
  • also Missy: Oh Clara, Clara, Clara. You know, I should shoot you in a jealous rage, now wouldn't that be sexy?
  • also Missy: Stop shouting, love....
  • also Missy: Ask me! Come on, you know you want to. You want to know what my plan is. You'll be surprised. I've got a gift for you. You know, I've been up and down your timeline, meeting all those silly people who died to keep you alive. And you know what I worked out? What you really need?...To know that you're just like me!
  • also Missy: I need you to know we're not so different. I need my friend back. Every battle, every war, every invasion. From now on, you decide the outcome.
  • also Missy: We can, we can go together [to Gallifrey], just you and me. Just like the old days.
  • Doctor: You'd be clapped in irons.
  • also Missy: If you like.
  • Clara: Since when do you care about the Doctor?
  • also Missy: Since always....
  • also Missy: Doctor, listen to me. I know traps. Traps are my flirting. This is a trap.
  • also Missy: Listen to that. The Doctor without hope. Nobody is safe now.
  • also Missy: The Doctor gave it to me when my daughter....
  • also Missy: *travels through a Dalek infested sewer and city in heels while keeping his pet safe* No. No, no, no, no. Doctor, what have you done? *runs towards danger to save the Doctor from his own stupidity*
  • also Missy: *laughs at the Doctor's sarcastic comeback like a schoolgirl with a massive crush*
  • also Missy: In a way, this is why I gave her to you in the first place. To make you see. The friend inside the enemy, the enemy inside the friend...Everyone's a bit of both, everyone's a hybrid.
  • also Missy: Please, I'll do anything. Just let me live...I'll be good, I promise. I'll turn, I'll turn good. Please. Teach me, teach me how to be good...I know I'm going to die. I have to say it, the truth. Without hope, without witness, without reward, I am your friend.
  • the Doctor: Of course she's not dead, she's a friend of mine. I may have fiddled with your wiring a little bit.
  • also Missy: *stays in Vault for decades even though she could escape at any time*
  • also Missy: C'est super. So, what have you got so far? *drapes herself across piano whilst encouraging the Doctor to puzzle out how to defeat the monks*
  • also Missy: *cries* ...You didn't tell me about this bit.
  • the Doctor: I'm sorry, but this is good.
  • also Missy: Okay.
  • also Missy: *peers shyly around console rotor*
  • also Missy: Sure, that's fine...But Doctor, please tell me, really. Are you alright?
  • also Missy: *cries* I don't even know why I'm crying. Why, why do I keep doing that now?
  • the Doctor: I don't know. Maybe you're trying to impress me.
  • also Missy: Yes. Probably some devious plan, that sounds about right.
  • the Doctor: Well the alternative would be much worse.
  • also Missy: Really?
  • the Doctor: The alternative is that this is for real and it's time for us to become friends again.
  • also Missy: Do you think so? *Takes step forward. The Doctor steps back, then tentatively takes Missy's hands in his own. Missy gasps in surprise.*
  • the Doctor: I don't know. That's the trouble with hope. It's hard to resist. *Lets go of Missy's hands and walks away.*
Imagine Misha loving to talk about you,his wife, in interviews.

“And just as I thought I had been through enough on set, no there had to be more coming!” Misha laughed, shaking his head “But this time they got my wife into this!”

“Your wife?” the interviewer asked with a frown “How did they manage to have (Y/n) involved in all of this?”

“I’d talk about the time she was with me at one of the cons, waiting backstage and Jared and Jensen had decided to bring her on stage while she had her phone! And Chuck forbid it if they ever really get it in their hands, because the videos or photos she has in that thing will be enough to blackmail me for the rest of my life!” he shook his head with a laugh “Luckily she showed only one or two videos but I can never stay mad at her when she gives me the puppy eyes.”

“But you are not thinking about it, are you?”

“No, of course! That was nothing compared to the scare I got when I found out she would be appearing in Supernatural for a couple episodes!” he breathed out, eyes wide but a smile on nonetheless.

“Scare? I’m sorry Misha but unless you really mean this- I have to tell you we are live and your wife might actually be watching!” she pointed out with a giggle but he only shook his head.

“Oh I am absolutely sure about that! She’s been sending me messages-” he waved his phone before stuffing it back in his pocket “The whole time, about like ‘Fix a little bit your coat, Castiel!’ or 'Remind me why you don’t wear stuff like this more often? You look great!’ or even 'Baby your hair looks so good like this!’ but I am only sure that when I get back home she’ll do everything in her power to mess them up again, doing things I really don’t wanna talk about in live TV.”

“Oh yes yes, please don’t!” she exclaimed, shaking her head as she looked around with a smile.

“It’s alright, I’m used to this with her. But to answer your question, yes I was really scared. Not because she was going to be there, no I would finally have an ally against the morons I call friends… I think, or she would probably end up teaming up with them anyway. But the thing is, Jared told me was going to be either Sam or Dean’s love interest and I seriously lost it!” he made hand motions, grinning.

“Oh they certainly found a way to get to you!”

“Yeah, I was almost on the verge of talking to the writers about adding like a fight scene like the one season eleven with Dean just in case.” he shrugged casually as she burst in laughter “I would enjoy this one very much, I know. But I mean, come on! It’s my wife we’re talking about here!”

“Now that you mentioned it- Is she a Cas girl?” she asked and Misha nodded his head with a grin.

“Hardcore and for life! Nothing will change that, I know it from personal experience.” he laughed “But as we said: no talking about this in live TV, mostly because she’ll want to kill me later.” he winked and grinned.