and i kinda felt cute okay

Jerome Valeska x Reader: Daddy’s Little Doctor - Part Two

Originally posted by jeromevaleskasface

thanks so much to everyone being so nice with me! i’m glad you enjoyed daddy’s little doctor so much! here’s a part two just for you!

PART ONE

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‘Oh my God. What the hell am I doing?’ [Y/N] kept asking herself as she ran hand by hand with Jerome.

‘This is so crazy.’

“Ha! Do you see what I see, Baby Cakes? We’re just like Bonnie and Clyde!”

[Y/N] didn’t have enough time to answer, she gasped loudly at Jerome who just shot a random guy who was about to get into his car.

Jerome laughed. “We have our own vehicle now.” He took a driver’s seat and waited for [Y/N].

She sat beside him and as his hand moved to reach her thigh she took it like she wanted to hold it.

‘Shit. Don’t you dare to blush!’

He only smirked at the situation, not letting go of her hand. Both of them didn’t say anything about it. What if he didn’t really wanted to reach her thigh?

She could feel how awkward it was, at least for her, that’s why she decided to say something.

“So.. Where are we going anyway?”

“We’re.. going to get my face back, [Y/N].” He giggled.

She liked his giggle, it was adorable.

She turned to look at him. “Why do you want your face back though? I kinda like the new look.” She said with a smirk.

He chuckled. “Oh Darling, you never fail to make me smile. I know I still look hella fine but you should’ve seen me with my face on.”

“Well, I’ve seen you.. that day when they found out you killed your mother..”

“Ah good ol’ days!” He said happily. “So tell me Gorgeous, what did you think of me?”

“Nothing!” She said a little too fast. “I mean yeah, uh, nothing.”

Normally, [Y/N] wouldn’t have a problem with lying but Jerome really made her nervous at the moment!

“Awww, c’mon, you gotta tell me.” He looked at her with puppy eyes, not caring about the road, wheels of the car meeting an innocent man because of it.

“Sorry! Didn’t see ya!” [Y/N] looked at the scene with wide eyes.

“Okay now, where were we? Oh right, answer my question, Toots.”

‘He really enjoys giving nicknames… Anyway, I guess I have nothing to lose.’

“Well.. I thought you were kinda.. cute?” She couldn’t help but looked down at her hands and blushed. She felt bad for feeling like this because of a sociopath. But he was really sweet to her, ya know?

She could feel like.. herself with him. Everybody always expected her to be perfect. She was so tired of this.  She was only a human being.

He smirked still gazing at the road.. “Don’t cha too sweet for me, Baby?”


“What do you mean she left with him?!”

“Look, Jim, I couldn’t stop them. I already told you, she just left.. like that. She didn’t even protest.”

Jim made a weird face at her words so she added “That’s probably because she was too scared..”

Inside she knew she was wrong. [Y/N] looked shocked, then shy but definitely not scared. Lee had no idea what to think.

“We need to find her. We need to find them.


[Y/N] sat on a table where Jerome was lying 3 hours ago, when Dwight was trying to bring him back from the dead. She was looking at Jerome’s back for 5 minutes as he moaned in pain. He was “putting” his face back on and he was almost finished. [Y/N] felt bad for him, she didn’t like him being in pain. He was handsome in her opinion when he had no face, so she was 1000%  sure he’d be still handsome with staples.

Finally he finished his work and looked at Dwight.

“So, how’s the look?”

Dwight was really nervous. He was praying Jerome’s not mad but he noticed that [Y/N] was. 

“It looks good..” He wasn’t very persuasive, was he?

“You wouldn’t.. lie to me.. Right, Dwight?”

He shook his head. “N-no. I-it looks good.” Jerome was smiling the whole time. 

He looked like an angel in [Y/N]’s eyes.

Jerome noticed a gentle smile on her face and returned it.

“Now Dwight, would you stand over there? Me and Sweet Cheeks need to talk about something.” Dwight nodded quickly and almost ran to the place Jerome pointed out.

Jerome and [Y/N] moved aside and he explained, what he wanted to do. He wanted to leave a message for Gotham.

[Y/N] couldn’t be more excited.


“Testing, testing… Are we live? Are we on air?”

In the background you were able see Dwight, tied up to incendiary bombs.

“C’mere, Gorgeous, no need to be shy, you’re too pretty for that.”

She skipped to Jerome. “Hiya everyone!” She waved, giggled and kissed Jerome on the cheek. She was way more confident by now, thanks to her Puddin telling her not to worry.

“Some of you may know I died. Take it from me - death is dull! But coming back… that is something. Leave it to dying to give you a whole new perspective on life and I would like to share that with you.” He looked over at [Y/N] and blew her a kiss.

“Tonight, Gotham - in the darkness - there are no rules! So tonight, Gotham, do what you want, kill who you want. And when morning comes you too shall be reborn!” He took [Y/N]’s hand and fired an explosive.

“And, uh..”

“Dwight..”

“.. I don’t forgive you for my face.”

They started laughing like maniacs. ([Y/N]’s favourite kind of laugh) And left. Just like that. Again.



On daily basis, [Y/N] would feel bad. It wasn’t normal anymore, but on the other hand, she couldn’t be more happy to be with Jerome. They were in love! It felt like magic.

Like he was a Clyde to her, and she was a Bonnie to him!


You may wonder, why all of this had to happen?

I guess we will never really know. Maybe it happened because she was too tired of being a perfect child?

Too tired of having straight A’s?

Or too tired of rules?

Or maybe tired of always having to speak with respect?

She was too tired of one thing, she always had to be.

 She was tired of being Daddy’s Little Doctor.

The skype call one: Klance! :D

For an anon who requested Keith out of town Skyping a sick Lance, who passes out while they’re talking, and their landlord and friend Shiro has to come to the rescue. I made them all in their mid-20′s, and gave them all jobs that I headcanon them with. Keith is an investment banker, Hunk was a co-owner of a mechanics shop that closed and now works for Keith, Shiro is a yoga instructor (which: fuckin sign me up for that class hot dAMN), Pidge (though she isn’t in this fic) is an engineer, Allura (also not in this fic) is a CEO, and Lance is a phlebotomist. I hope it’s okay!

Side note, I’m actually pretty proud of the dialogue at the end. I think it’s damn cute. I can’t write relationships but I can kinda sorta write flirting???

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anonymous asked:

Could you do a drabble where reader is traveling with the bros and one night at camp they murmur Prompto's name in their sleep? Prompto thinks it's super adorable and is probably really flustered talking with reader afterwards, even though they don't know. The bros tease him mercilessly about how awkward he is behind reader's back. Eventually the truth comes out about what happened and reader is super embarrassed, but Prompto reassures them that he’s flattered and thought it was really sweet.

This is such a cute idea AHHHHH. I’ve been thinking about it since I received it, trying to make this as cute as possible. Hopefully I did good and you enjoyed it. <3

Sorry it’s a little shorter than expected. I’ve got a killer headache and just wanted to get this out to y’all as soon as possible.

Tagging my fav Prompto lover @rubyphilomela​ <3

A Late Night

Prompto…”  

The sound of your quiet voice was just loud enough to awaken Prompto from his heavy slumber.

“Hm?” Prompto grumbled at the sound of his name. 

Was it time to get up already?! Ugh… five more minutes…. at least!

He pushed himself off his stomach to find the source of your voice. It was still nearly pitch dark within the tent. 

“Why do we gotta wake up this early? Ughhh,” his thoughts complained with a loud echo inside his head. 

His eyes scanned the tent until he found your body still curled up in your sleeping bag a few feet away beside him. “Y/N?” Prompto gurgled a tired response as he rubbed his eyes with his fists, sitting up completely. His deep blue eyes began to flutter open. 

“Prompto,” your voice called to him again in a gentle murmur. 

Prompto stared at you in silence. You were asleep. Instantly, Prompto’s freckled cheeks began to warm with a pink blush. “Y/N?” Prompto forced a whisper from his lips. “Are you awake?” 

No response. 

Butterflies flew endless circles within Prompto’s gut. 

Why were you calling his name?!

He was fully awake now, his eyes scanning you as you slept. You looked so precious… peaceful… 

Prompto glanced over his shoulder to find Ignis on his other side, sleeping soundly on his back. On the Royal Advisor’s right side , laid Gladio leaning to his side exhaling a deep snore every several seconds. Of course, Noctis laid sprawled out across the tent’s entrance with drool dripping down the side of his chin. 

Prompto puffed out his cheeks with a deep inhale. He held his breath in as he searched his mind on what he should do in response to your calls.

Should I wake them up? 

No, I can’t do that. They look so comfortable. 

He then exhaled the air that took refuge in his cheeks along with several of the butterflies that were hidden in his stomach. He felt his muscles relieve themselves as tension exited his body.

Okay you can do this,” his thoughts assured. 

With his face still as pink as a flamingo, he scooted his body closer to yours. Careful not to make a single sound, he lowered himself back onto the tent floor. Gingerly, he wrapped his lean and muscular arms around your torso.

He braced himself for you to stir in your sleep, but you merely only cuddled closer with a light smile gracing your lips.


“Hey Prompto, can you pass me your camera?” You asked pleasantly as you spotted a caterpillar slowly worming its way across a leaf. “I know you hate bugs, but this would make an awesome picture!” 

You kept your eyes locked on the critter as you awaited for a response from the bubbly blonde but received none. “Prompto?” You repeated, swinging your head in the direction of your four traveling companions. 

You watched as Gladio chuckled lowly, eyeing you and then Prompto. Noctis elbowed Prompto in the ribs all while the blonde’s pale cheeks got increasingly red. Ignis seemed to ignore the others teasing toward Prompto and busied himself with his smartphone. 

“Everything okay over there?” You called out to the group of guys. 

“Oh everything is just fine,” Noctis called back, wiggling his eyebrows toward you, then pushing Prompto forward in your direction. Prompto’s eyes widened as he was forced toward you. 

“Go talk to her!” Gladio didn’t bother to lower his volume. 

Wincing at the King Shield’s words, Prompto reluctantly walked forward. You cocked your eyebrow upward feeling genuinely concerned at what was causing him to be so suddenly distant from you ever since you left the campsite that morning.  

Step by step he got closer to you. 

“You okay?” You questioned with a low volume as he was only a single foot away from you. 

“Uh, yeah, everything is fine. You wanted my camera right?” He stuttered, his eyes looking at everything but you.

“Never mind about the camera, Prom. I’m worried. Did I say something to upset you yesterday or something?” 

No response. 

“Do I have something in my teeth?” You forced a laugh in attempt to bring a smile to Prompto’s face, but his lips didn’t even quiver. Your stomach suddenly went sour. What did you do to have him shaken up so badly?

 “Prompto… you can talk to me. You won’t hurt my feelings,” you assured him.

Clearing his throat, Prompto soon began to speak. “Listen… uh…” he began with trembling words. “Last night, w-when we were all asleep…” His eyes searched the ground. “Uh… well, you see,” he shifted uneasily. 

You watched him with eyes full of concern.

“You kinda… were calling out to me while you were asleep,” he let spill. “Like… you uh… you were saying my name in your sleep.”

As soon as you were able to process his words, you felt as if all color flushed from your face. “Oh! I…” You began to stutter just as bad as Prompto. “I am… I’m sorry Prompto. I swear, I had no idea!”

“No it’s okay,” he assured, taking a quick glance at you before shooting his eyes back to his boots. “I um- actually thought it was kinda cute,” he whispered. 

“A-are you serious?” You questioned breathlessly. 

“Heh, yeah,” Prompto nodded, sheepishly. “I feel strangely honored that you called my name.” His face continued to get impossibly more and more red. 

Did you guys kiss yet!?” Nocits’s voice sounded from behind Prompto.

“Dude! Shut up!” Prompto turned over his shoulder to scold his friend. 

A shy giggle left your lips as you tried to stifle your desire to smile. Of course, you were unsuccessful. 

“I’m sorry… about that. They’ve been teasing me none stop since they found us this morning.”

Your eyebrows shot up. “Found us?” 

Oh crap. I probably shouldn’t have said that,” Prompto muttered so his words barely audible.  “I uh, well…” he collected his thoughts. “When I heard you calling my name, I kinda scooted closer to you and kinda.. uh cuddled with you,” he admitted with one quick breath.

Your mind screamed with emotions you were unable to decipher.

Embarrassment? 

No that’s wasn’t all…

“Prom… I-I,” you sputtered. 

Oh screw it, your mind screamed. You lunged yourself into Prompto’s arms and pressed your lips against his. 

“Woooo!” Gladio and Noctis howled in unison from behind.

Prompto was taken aback by your sudden act of affection, but soon melted as he wrapped his arms securely around your waist.

“Wow,” Prompto breathed as your lips parted after moments of being practically glued together. 

“Heh,” you chuckled, your heart pounding within your rib cage. “Wow is right.”

Distractions pt 8

Pt. 1 || Pt. 2 || Pt. 3 || Pt. 4 || Pt. 5 || Pt. 6 || Pt. 7 || Pt. 8 || Pt.9 || Pt. 10 || Pt. 11

Yoongi x Reader (ft. Jimin)

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 3551

Originally posted by k-omachi

Back and forth and back and forth…under his lids, his eyes darted back and forth until he finally woke up. Darkness blanketed the entirety of the room rendering Yoongi completely disoriented. He sat up in his bed and rubbed his forehead, his sweat left a thin layer of residue on his palm. Nothing but a pitch darkness could be seen. 

What time is it? It must be the middle of the night…

Waking during the night hours was always a problem for him. While he could easily find himself a spot and spontaneously nap virtually anywhere during the day, night was completely different. Once woken up, it was almost impossible for him to go back to sleep. He thought that talking until he was tired again was the solution. Even in the middle of the night, he’d sometimes show up at one of his other friend’s houses if none of the other members were awake. Talking did help. In fact, that was his go-to solution for years…but it only really worked well when he spoke with a certain person. 

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Paints

In which Dan wants you to paint his nails and then gets super happy and embarrassed when you do.

About a week before they were supposed to leave for Australia, Dan came to me. I knew 2017 was his year of loving and accepting himself more, so I wasn’t surprised when one night while were in bed he asked me to paint his nails. I was more supportive than anyone else, probably. “Of course, baby,” I said while smoothing my thumb over his dimple, “but we’re going to have to make a run to the store because I don’t think I have any polish here at the flat.”

The next day I dragged him up out of bed and down the street to the nearest drug store. I went to the beauty aisle and perused the countless shades and brands along the wall. Dan had slipped away and was hiding at the end of the aisle. “No one’s going to judge you picking out nail polish with your girlfriend, bear. Come over here and tell me what you want.” He came up to me and we spent the next fifteen minutes going through colors. Eventually he settled on a standard black, a sky blue and a sheer pink. When I sent him to get in line, I secretly grabbed a glitter polish as well. As a treat for being so patient with him earlier, Dan insisted we stop at a cafe and he buy me breakfast.

The rest of the day went on as normal, Phil had been awake by the time we got back and we all did our own thing. Dan and Phil went to stockpile some more videos before they left next week, and I decided to use the blue polish I’d purchased earlier on my toes. I was admiring the color against my skin when I heard the guys come bounding downstairs. I squealed and lifted my legs before they could jostle me and mess up the wet polish. Phil headed for the kitchen, saying he’d get started on dinner, while Dan plopped down next to me on the sofa. “It smells like a damn nail salon in here,” he teased. I nudged at him with one of my feet and he smacked it down. “Get used to it, you’re next.” Some of that shyness from the store came back on his face. I squeezed his cheeks between my palms. “I understand if you don’t wanna do this, we can wait or we can never speak of it again.” He shook his head as much as he could and I kissed his lips gently. “Great, then let’s get started!”

We both decided that the black and the blue were too noticeable for his first manicure, but he promised me that he’d wear it when he was more comfortable. So it would be the pale pink. We were in the dining room table and he sat himself across from me. I placed down a nail file, the pink polish and some top coat as well as a couple sheets of paper towel. The glitter polish was secretly between my legs, hidden from view. “Now, when I put all of this on, you need to be careful with your hands. The polish takes some time to dry completely so no typing or whatever else you’d do with your hands. I don’t wanna spend all night fixing smears.” Dan swallowed and nodded slowly. I gave him a gentle smile and reached out for his hands. He placed them into mine and I ignored how cold and sweaty they were.

I filed down a couple of his nails first. I knew he bit them so they were pretty short to begin with, but I still made them the same length. Next, I uncapped the bottle of pink and carefully painted his nails, smoothing off the excess. The polish was sheerer than I thought, and I did another coat asking him if that was visible enough or if he wanted it darker. He told me it was enough. I examined his nails, the color was barely noticeable against his skin. If he didn’t say he had any polish on you’d never know it. I figured it was time for the surprise. “So I was thinking, that pink is so cute, but it needs…something.” Dan raised his eyebrow. “What do you mean something? Did you get like stickers or jewels because I don’t think I’m ready for-”

“You think I know how to put that shit on? No, I just got this.”

I placed the glitter polish on the table next to the top coat. “It’s subtle, but when you go in the sun you could probably see the sparkle.” His face was unreadable. “I-It’s fine if you don’t want it bear, baby steps and all…I just thought you’d like it.” Now I felt bad, this was probably already weird enough as is being his first time wearing polish, I shouldn’t be pushing him. I went to put the glitter to the side. “No, you can put it on. I think it’d look kinda cute. Just maybe not a bunch okay?” I smiled big and uncapped the bottle. Of course not, just a little for flair and then you’ll be done, Mr. Howell.” He put his hands back where I could reach them.

When I was done and the top coat had been applied, I capped the bottles and went to turn on the kitchen light. “Woah! The glitter looks cool,” Dan said. I giggled, he looked like a little kid as he examined his fingers. He tilted them all around and watched the light bounce off the glitter. I smiled, happy that he was happy with it.

Later that evening we were all enjoying dinner and some show in Netflix I half paid attention to. Much to my displeasure, I ended up having to fix his nails a couple times before sitting him down and telling him not to move until we ate. He pouted, but listened to my orders. Now that I was certain everything had dried, he was back to playing on his laptop, but every few minutes I noticed him looking over his fingers, placing them in the light and looking at the glitter. Phil had noticed them earlier, and told Dan they looked nice, even joked that he would consider polishing a couple of his own. That made me smile, Phil was literally the most supportive friend in the world.

That night, while we were laying down in bed together, Dan kissed me until I didn’t know my own name. “W-What was that for?” I gasped. Dan ran his fingers through my hair and wrapped his other arm around me. “For being the best girlfriend ever.” The intensity in his eyes made my face hot. “All I did was paint your nails, bear. That’s not exactly a huge thing.” I laughed uncomfortably and wanted to cover my face. Dan was serious, though, not a trace of humor on his face. “Because most girls and guys I’ve dated would’ve never done something like this for me, even though painting my nails isn’t even that big a deal. You’re breaking gender roles pumpkin.” He was rambling, and he started sounding ridiculous. I wanted him to stop talking, so I brushed our lips together to silence him and and just laid my head against his chest. He kissed the top of my head and we went to sleep.

A/N: A little drabble because I really love that picture of Dan with his nails painted! ^o^~ He’s v soft and v adorable (Also I know I made Dan bi in this and that’s not rlly canon but I mean c’moooon)

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“Paris is good. Nice call, Monsieur.”

“De nada, muchacha.”

Thank you for 100 follows! Needless to say, I miss these two real bad and I have for around six years. DC writers are pretty sadistic ya know that? Then again, I guess I might be too.

Because who has time or money to read almost 30 years of relationship development…

Under the cut: Look Over Your Shoulder, a monologue recap Fanfic: Fluff/Humor/Angst. DC Rebirth. Wally’s POV. Warning: Mention of the grief typically associated with Alzheimer’s. Also I cried while writing this. Story set to this song.

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anonymous asked:

Wait, what? What was the missed opportunity w/ Magnus' cat eyes?

Honestly? It felt kinda out of place in my eyes. Yes, I get the intention behind it and it was kind of cute that Magnus showed his cat eyes to Max but ….

To me, that moment when Magnus would reveal his cat eyes to Alec, it always was something special. Intimate. Just them. So that Alec could appreciate the beauty of it. And tell Magnus how beautiful they are and all that.

And we got a scene where it somehow felt like… okay, let’s get this over with. It didn’t fit the moment. At all. Especially not with Maryse around.

Criminal Minds Coffee Shop Headcanons
  • Hotch: Orders black coffee with a dash of milk, comes in every morning before work and every day at lunchtime...and sometimes after work, always one of the first people in, has a strange attachment to the danishes
  • Derek: Is constantly changing his order, lets people cut in front of him in line if they look like they're having a bad day, flirts with the barista, goes to the donut shop across the street as well to flirt with her...and for the donuts
  • Spencer: Orders way too much coffee- drinks it all, puts too much sugar to be healthy in his coffee, reads an entire book while waiting in line, will unashamably come in at like 10 o'clock at night, secretly obsessed with the muffins
  • Rossi: Orders straight up black coffee, sits in the corner and writes for hours and hours but also people watches, comes in every Sunday, Mr. Banana Bread
  • Emily: Gets the seasonal lattes, when she doesn't know what to get she orders a cappucino or caramel macchiato, gets to know the other regulars, the type that would tell the barista a fake/inside joke/pun/movie reference name, brings her own cup, feels fancy when she orders scones for some reason
  • JJ: Worships the hot chocolate, more than definitely a cake-pop kinda girl, if she does get coffee it's usually decaf, brings the kids in sometimes so they can get hot chocolate with her
  • Garcia: Has an insanely long, obscure order, but personally gets to know every single one of the baristas so it's okay, has tried every single pastry that is for sale
I've had a very strange dream last night

I was back in high school but I was transferring to a new school along with two other students 👀 I figured out quickly that the two other ppl were none other than Jeon Jungkook and My first love. It was so weird because we met with our teacher in the girls washroom ??!!!!! Like wth 😂 and like she told us it was going to be okay and everything , and I honestly felt so uncomrtable being around two men in a girls washroom 😨 whether kook was there or not, he was a stranger to me in that dream 😱 We were put in a “special” class, which was in the highest floor of the entire school. I sat next to my friend from highschool (we’re not that close anymore irl…) and Jungkook introduced himself . She whispered in my ear : “ He’s kinda cute ” and i never felt more annoyed in my entire life 😂 even tho I low key replied : “ Nah, not really my kind of guy….but he’s okay” . strange thing about this is that we were friends , but she was really getting on my nerves with her sudden interest on jeon like dgdhsjskzk and I’m usually not the kind of person who’d feel this way (it was probably because I had a bad past with her haha) Because I didn’t even like him in that dream lol I liked my first love.Uhm and strangely , I was aware of some weird secret that was going around in The school. We were in the highest floor because it was were they hid radioactive material/some kind of nuclear bomb or some shit. I remember telling my parents but they never believed me. Then I somehow ended up in the cafeteria. I was bullied for no apparent reason ?this one guy (I know irl ) was part of the cool kids squad and threw some circular glasses at me and when I put them on , he was like : “she’s actually kinda cute with those on ” and I was really confused , like wtf? And then jungkook suddenly showed up with blonde hair and I lost my shit??!!! Because he had the brown coconut hair in the first half of the dream and he looked cute, but then he’s back with so much attitude ….like? Boy? What happened ? #I don’t even remember the end of the dream #but all I want to say is that high school is a mess whether it’s your dreams or in real life lol …. well in my perspective ,that is.

Study Buddy

Originally posted by lauraharrier

Imagine: Peter gets assigned to be your tutor in Chemistry, but things turn steamy

Warnings: Smutish just second base sorta stuff

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You sat in your living room, anxiously awaiting the arrival of your tutor. You recently failed your last Chemistry test, and you hadn’t been doing too great all semester, so your teacher assigned you a tutor. Even though you knew you needed one, you weren’t too happy about being forced into it. You were afraid it was going to be super awkward and you were just going to look like an idiot.

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Early Christmas Gift

-requested-

prompt-  hi this is a request! can you please do a smutty Niall one where the two of you are just relaxing at home once he’s come back from doing the jingle ball shows and you’re just watching a movie or something and it gets really dirty? I love your writing so I know it’ll be good ☺️ thanks if you do!

(A/N- thank you so much for requesting! And if any of you are going to the D.C jingle ball on Monday hmu because i’ll be there too.Also if you couldn’t tell already I suck at tittles)

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Playing with the hem of his t-shirt, your eyes on the television that played christmas vacation you thought about how happy you were that you had your boy back with you. He had just gotten back from doing the jingle ball shows a day ago and since then you two has not left the couch and decided to get into the holiday mood by watching christmas movies.

You moved your gaze to Niall, his facial hair starting to become unkempt and his now mostly brunette hair lay flat on his head because he was too lazy to do anything with it. You watched as he brought his beer up to his lips, his adam’s apple bobbing slightly as he swallowed the alcohol. He was just so fucking handsome and you missed him, you couldn’t remember the last time you guys were intimate, all you knew was it was at least two weeks and you needed him. You needed his body pressed against yours and you needed him in you.

Pausing the movie you moved to take the beer bottle out of his hand, catching him by surprise. “What are ya doin’ love?” He asked watching as you started to rid yourself of your shirt and cotton shorts leaving you in nothing but your panties and bra.  

“What does it look like Ni?” You whispered into his ear as you moved so that you were straddling his thin legs.

“Don’t ya want to move to the bedroom?” Niall said, still surprised by your actions but that didn’t stop his hands from finding their way to your bum.

“Nope, i’ve missed your body baby boy. And you did so good performing that i think you can get one of your christmas gifts a little early.” You ran your bottom lip over his neck and jawline until you got to his ear where you took the earlobe in between your teeth and gave it a little tug.

A shaky ‘oh’ left Niall’s lips as he readjusted his hips to try and get more friction off of you. He allowed you to take his t-shirt off of him and watched as you started to grind into his growing bulge. “I’m so proud of you, getting on that stage all by yourself with only your guitar. If only i was able to see it in person, you would have been getting it every night.” You teased as you started to grind a little harder.

“Don’t ya worry babe, when it’s my own tour you’ll be coming with me.” He said, his big hands gripped your ass so tight you were sure you were going to have bruises.   

“I better be.” Your breath caught in your throat when he pressed his gorgeous lips against the soft skin of your neck, he started to suck so that he’d leave a mark. You hoped it wouldn’t be so bad that you wouldn’t be able to cover it with fondation because you weren’t sure if you could face his family on christmas with a massive hickey on your neck.  

A sharp slap on your bum pulled you from your thoughts, “Stop yer teasn’.” He growled as he flipped you over so that your back was pressed against the soft cushions of the couch while he hovered above you. You loved it when he’d take control. Placing your hands on either side of his face you pulled him closer to you so your could kiss him. It was such a deep kiss that you seemed to get lost in his heavenly lips.

He pulled away from you and started to pull down his joggers along with his boxers, you followed suit and rid yourself of your panties and unclasped your bra throwing it somewhere across the room. “God you’re so fuckn’ beautiful.”

You layed back down and  relished the feeling of his big warm hands traveling all over your body until they stopped at where you needed them the most.  One long finger teased your bundle of nerves while his other hand held your hip down tightly, “I know it was only a two weeks or so but i missed seeing you like this princess.” Niall gently entered one finger into you and watched your face scrunch up with pleasure. “I missed seeing ya so needy for me.”

His words only turned you on more as you squirmed wanting him to fill you. He did just that and put two more digits into you and pumped them slowly in and out. “Fuck Ni, i need more than just your fingers.” You whined into the couch pillow into that layed next to your head. Much to your displeasure he didn’t take his fingers out of you but started to move them faster making you arch your back of the sofa. “Shit, I’m going to fucking cum.”

“Come on babe, do it. Show me how much you missed me.” He teased, he smirked at how worked up he got you. Listening to his words you reached your high. He allowed you to regain your breathing before he started to prep himself to enter you. “Ya ready for me babe.” Niall asked wanting to make sure you were okay.

You nodded your head and waited for him to enter you which you didn’t have to wait long for. A gasp left your lips as he did so and your hands traveled to his back digging your nails into the pale skin. Niall waited to make sure you were ready for him to continue before he started to get into his rhythm. “Shit, (Y/N).” He grunted. It felt so good you couldn’t help running your nails down his back, no doubt leaving scratches. You loved to watch his face, his eyes scrunching up, his mouth slightly open with grunts and curses spilling out as he chased his orgasm. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck” He whispered as his thrust became harder and a tad sloppier.

“Niall!” You all but screamed as you felt another orgasm brewing. You knew you he was close so you tried your best to hold back wanting cum at the same time.

“Fuck, baby.” He finally said as his legs started to shake, finally reaching his peak. You screamed as you did as well, gripping his biceps to steady yourself. He pulled out and sat back to attempt to  catch his breath.

“Merry Christmas.” You breathed out finally making eye contact again.

“Merry Christmas.” Niall laughed as he leaned down to kiss you.

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I hope that this is okay, kinda struggled with this.

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Kid!Fatal

I designed what Fatal_Error might look like as a kid (~5-year-old version) in @alainaprana’s Momma CQ world. ’Cause I felt like it. While drawing him, I got the idea of him having light up shoes, and I thought it was kinda cute so I went with it.

I also drew a little comic of him meeting Error, because I got this whole idea while lying in bed and I was inspired. Enjoy the silliness!

And so began their epic rivalry…

Okay the ending didn’t turn out like I wanted, but the first two panels make up for it. This ridiculousness is all in good fun.

Bonus: Kid!Fresh_Hell!

(tee hee)

So I’m sure Fresh_Hell wouldn’t really act exactly like Fresh, but I couldn’t resist. This was fun to draw~

Fatal and Fresh_Hell belong to the amazing @fatal-error-blog

You snore (Seventeen)

S.Coups: -he found it really cute and teased you about it- “it’s nice babe. You know a cute quirk”

Originally posted by satanteen17

Jeonghan: -he got used to it but sometimes he wasn’t sure because there would be a new sound- “oh okay new sound. Hopefully not one that stays”

Originally posted by kittykatkwon

Joshua: -you warned him as he laid down on your bed- “it’s fine really”

Originally posted by wonshi-17

Jun: -he felt weird because you didn’t even know you snored- “well you do babe. Kinda loud too”

Originally posted by theoneandonlylioness

Hoshi: -he found it cute, even though it could be bad sometimes- “it’s the cute one tonight”

Originally posted by mc-gyu

Wonwoo: -he didn’t know what to do because you were out like a light- “how do I wake her up?

Originally posted by kwontv

Woozi: -the boys heard your light snoring and asked if you did it often- “yeah she does it a lot but you grow used to it”

Originally posted by hanwooz

DK: -he heard it and grown used to it and just went to bed anyways- “alright she’s snoring again”

Originally posted by minghaon

Mingyu: -he would be woken up by it and wouldn’t want to wake you though- “maybe I can sleep on the couch”

Originally posted by wonshi-17

The8: -it wasn’t bad and kind of cute when you did it- “she’s cute when she does this”

Originally posted by mingmoon

Seungkwan: -he be kind of scared because he had no idea that you snored until it randomly started- “gosh that was loud”

Originally posted by 001liuqi

Vernon: -he wouldn’t understand if it was snoring or awkwardly heavy breathing- “how do you classify that sound?”

Originally posted by hansoltheist

Dino: -he would be pretty blunt with you- “you snore pretty loud Y/N”

Originally posted by performanceunit

Hired by BigHit: Dreams vs Reality- Part 2

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Light Angst, [mentions of sex in later parts]

Summary: As a talented underground rapper, you’ve just become Bangtan’s new hiphop coach! What happens when you meet the boy who has big dreams of joining the rap line?

Parts: 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // 9 // 10 [END]

Hired by BigHit Series: Taehyung // Hoseok // Yoongi // Seokjin // Namjoon // Jungkook // Jimin


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My Little Sloth (drabble)

(Wow these titles just get better and better.)

Summary: Neko!Dan loves listening to Phil making his YouTube videos and falls asleep against the bedroom door.

Word count: 777

Tw: literally nothing.

(Context- nekos are hybrids of a cat and a human. Here neko!Dan has cat ears on top of his head, a long fluffy tail and small kitten teeth. He also displays some characteristics of a cat, such as sleepiness and playfulness.)

“I’m going to be filming later so you can keep yourself entertained in here, okay?” Phil said to Dan who was currently sat on the other side of the sofa watching some neko tv program. He didn’t understand why Dan found it entertaining but whenever he put it on Dan’s eyes were glued to the screen.

“How long will it take?” Dan asked a little absentmindedly.

“A couple hours, don’t worry I’ll edit it tomorrow so we can still have cuddles before sleep” Phil knew that Dan would be upset if he had to go to bed without Phil there.

Dan usually went to sleep a lot earlier than Phil but they cuddled in bed and then Phil would go on his laptop, mindlessly browsing with Dan snuggled into his side.

Other times they would watch a movie in the living room. Dan tried to stay awake but he usually just ended up falling into slumber about a quarter way through. Phil would laugh quietly shaking his head and wake him up when the film is finished so they can make their way to bed.

Dan nodded back as Phil went to make lunch as Dan was inevitably going to whine that he is hungry when the tv show is over.

***

It was a while later when Phil decided that he’d make a start on filming. It was only going to be a talky vlog with a few costume changes today so he didn’t think it’d be too difficult.

Dan was occupied with his painting in the living room so he would be fine for a couple hours alone. However Phil had also given Dan a few games and recorded some tv shows and prepared snacks in case he got bored.

***

After about twenty minutes Dan paused his brush strokes. He loved to sneek outside of Phil’s bedroom to listen to him making a video and he definitely planned on doing that today.

He looked down at his artwork before adding a few finishing touches and putting the things away. Then he tiptoed across the carpet in the hallway to Phil’s bedroom. Luckily the door was closed so he could sit against it and listen to the smooth sound of Phil talking in between messed up lines and sputtering.

Dan was very content with just sitting there listening, his ears forward, swiveling slightly as he tries to catch on to every word. He grinned at some of the things that Phil was mentioning, recalling memories from the past fortnight.

It was taking Phil much longer than he thought to record enough content for the video. He just couldn’t seem to get some things right and had to re-record large chunks of it where he’d slurred on a word and been taken completely off track. He carried on, determined to finish it that night.

Dan had become sleepy and a little restless on the other side of the door. He slumped down, almost laying, and decided to rest his eyes for a bit. With the mixture of his tiredness and Phil’s voice he quickly fell asleep awkwardly against the door.

***

Phil had finally finished at around 11pm. He knew that he’d gone over time and Dan would probably be very grumpy or maybe even he’d decided to  just sleep in his own room (which was really his ‘old room’ as he shared with Phil now).

When Phil opened the door, which was weirdly heavier than usual, to go see where Dan was; he didn’t expect to see the younger passed out on the floor in front of him. He giggled quietly to himself. He knew when he’d first told Dan about YouTube that Dan had listened to him make his videos. It was cute and endearing that he still did.

Phil decided that he’d have to wake him up as he couldn’t sleep on the floor all night. He kissed Dan’s forehead and nose and tickled his tummy a little. Dan, being a light sleeper, squirmed opening his eyes slowly. He smiled when he saw Phil’s face above him and reached up to wrap his arms around his neck.

“Come on love, lets go to bed” Phil said. The arms around his neck just hugged tighter as Dan leaned up to capture his lips.

“Carry me please” Dan suggested. He lifted his legs to cling on to Phil’s lower back and wrapped his tail around Phil’s thigh.

Phil saw no other way around this so he just gave in “okay then, my little sloth”. He felt Dan relax against him as he held the him and carried him to their bed. “We can cuddle now”

END

A/N: I got this idea from a prompt that I saw on 'Phanfic’ but it was months ago now so I won’t link it. I just fancied some 1am/2am writing. I think it turned out well. I have no idea what the whole sloth thing is but it’s kinda endearing right?
   Also I had to Google 'cat body language’ and 'cute ways to wake up your boyfriend’ for this. Love me.

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Scary Confessions (Chanyeol x Reader)
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You slipped the DVD in as you heard the footsteps of your best friend down the hall. He took a seat on the couch motioning you over to sit as well. 

“What’d you pick?” Chanyeol asked through a mouth full of popcorn. You couldn’t help but laugh when a kernel slipped out and fell onto his lap. 

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