and then he asked her what was going on

What Gorgeous is about

  • Taylor getting mad at the guy for not being hers
  • Taylor falling in love with the guy because he’s gorgeous
  • Taylor trying not to interact with him because she’s in a relationship
  • Taylor thinking about being with him because she knows she deserves better than the current relationship she’s in
  • Taylor going back to her cats because she’s furious and she has nothing else to do
  • Taylor imagining and joking about asking the guy if he can come with her


What Gorgeous isn’t about

  • Cheating on someone
Becoming a Father Overnight Part Twenty

Series Summary- Jared x Daughter!Reader. Jared Padalecki’s life is flipped upside down when he gets a call from a teenage girl saying she’s his daughter.

Disclaimer- I don’t own the Supernatural universe or the images/gifs used, they were found on Google.

Warnings- Few curse words, but nothing major.

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“Oh no,” Danneel sighed, dropping the magazine in her lap. This was not going go over well with Y/n, who undoubtedly saw it. Poor girl!

“Have you seen this?” She asked Jensen as he entered the room. His eyebrows furrowed together.

“What is it?”

“The Padalecki’s People article.”

“Not really, Jared showed me the pictures on his phone, but I haven’t read it yet. Why?”

“See for yourself,” Danneel extended the magazine towards her husband, waiting while his eyes quickly zoomed over the article.

“Okay…” his texas accent drawled. “You seem annoyed, what’s wrong? It’s a nice little piece.”

“Seriously?” Danneel raised an eyebrow, then rolled her eyes when Jensen just shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe read it again, more carefully. And say, I don’t know, from the perspective of his seventeen year old daughter.”

“Crap,” Jensen muttered, reading the article again. “Man, this is going to be a mess.”

“That is probably an understatement. Jensen, this is going to crush her.”

Jensen flopped down on the couch next to her, “What are the chances you think she doesn’t see it?” Jensen nodded at the look his wife gave him, she would definitely see it. “He didn’t mean for it to come out that way. The public doesn’t know about her, he was probably just trying to protect that.”

“That probably isn’t going to help. Why is that even a thing? It’s been months, this could have been the perfect opportunity to revel her to the public and the fans. There really isn’t a need to keep her a secret anymore.”

“I don’t know babe.”

“Well, it’s a good thing we’re going over for dinner. I’m sure Gen doesn’t know yet, or I would have gotten a phone call. And it’s probably a good idea to give Jared a heads up before he talks to Y/n next.”

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Twisted Ending {Tom Holland}

Summary: Y/n is one of the popular girls in school who fucks around with people’s feelings. Tom and Y/n went on their first date and things starts from there, Y/n thought that he’s the one but on the other hand, Tom have a better idea.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: Swear Words

Words: 2.k+

A/n: UNEDITED, I hate the ending, sorry i’m not a good writer even though I love writing. WHY HIM Pt.2 is coming tomorrowwwww. I just think the GIF is cute. Also I really want to make new friends on Tumblr so if you’re bored you can hmu, I hope I don’t sound desperate.


“Y/n what’s going on with you?” My best friend asks shaking her head as if she’s disappointed.

“What do you mean?” I ask her back leaning against my locker, moving my eyes from her to Tom who is standing with his best friend, Harrison. They are laughing and talking like there’s nobody else in the world, oblivious to the fact that I’m staring at them.

“You’ve been all dreamy about Tom. Last time I checked you were the one who doesn’t give a shit about anybody and all you do was break every boys’ hearts.” She explain, resting her hand on her hips, tilting her head to one side.

“Have you ever talked to him?” I ask and continue to stare at them quite creepily.

“Yeah so?”

“He’s just so nice and sweet and polite and.. pretty.” I say, looking back at my best friend now as she stares at me weirdly when I said ‘pretty’.

Pretty?” She says with her British accent. I nod my head and tried to explain it to her but I decided to stop because she won’t get it.

The bell rings loudly throughout the school as the students begin to push each other around, trying not to be late to their classes. Tom and his best friend separate. Tom walks in the same direction as me, a grin finds its way onto my face as I walk in front of him.

I sit on my seat behind Tom’s as the class begin. The teacher starts blabbing as I look at Tom’s hair, imagining what it would be like if I could touch it.

After 20 minutes of explaining the things we don’t need or will never ever use in our lives she left the classroom to get some more papers for us to work on.

Suddenly, Tom turns around and looks at me as I look back at him with a confused face. The tension is building up slowly, it starts to make me uncomfortable sitting under his stare.

“Do you need any help?” I ask, trying to break the tension.

“Do you wanna hang out sometimes?” He asks not stuttering what so ever and he doesn’t seem nervous. People said that if a boy doesn’t stutter when they ask you means that they don’t actually like you. That’s probably true but he’s Tom, he probably have a lot of girlfriends before he decided to ask me, maybe he’s just used to asking girls to hangout right? Right?

Right, I try to convince myself.

“M-me?” How is this happening, one of the school biggest slut just stuttered? My friends look at me weirdly, some students also turn to look at us, hearing me stutter.

“Mhm, so yes or no?” He smirks a bit, seeing my nervousness. I nod my head, desperately as I smile.

“Okay so tomorrow after school?” He asks, leaning back on his chair, resting his hand on my table, fiddling with the pencil on the table. I nod my head once again, he nods his head back, the smirk still on his face before he turns back when the teacher walks in.

When the teacher isn’t looking I take my phone out and texted my boyfriend who I was emotionally cheating on.


“What am I going to wear!?” I shout at myself in the mirror before I pace around my room. There’s only 10 minutes left and I have no idea what to wear. I decided to just wear a pair of jeans with a purple hoodie. I jump into the shower and came out about 5 minutes later.

I decided not to wear make up, even though I like Tom a lot I don’t need to impress him that much, I can’t give him all my effort without knowing how much he’s going to give me his.

I grab my phone and rush out of my house and meet up with Tom. He’s wearing his usual buttoned up shirt and a pair of jeans, showing me that he didn’t put that much effort. He smiles at me before he grabbed my hands, dragging my into the cinema after he bought us our tickets.

“This movie is boring, Tom.” I say turning my face to him as he stares at the screen, nodding his head. My eyes shift around the big room seeing that there are less then ten people in here.

“Yeah, I’m trying to concentrate but I just don’t get this movie.” He says, eating more popcorns.

“Do you wanna do something else?” He asks nicely, turning to me raising both of his brows.

“I mean we can go somewhere else,” I shrug my shoulders. He chuckles quietly to himself. “What?”

“I didn’t mean it like that.” He says, reaching his hands out to grab mine. I look down at our hands confused for a second before I get what he meant.

“Oh, I didn’t think that you were the type to you know..” I say, getting quieter as the sentence begin to end. He just smiles and begins to lean closer to my face. The closer he is the faster my heart beats. My heart is hammering against my chest. Tom reaches his other hand out and lightly cups my left cheek.

“I thought you don’t like girls like me.” I pull back from his face, grabbing his hand off my cheek. He looks surprise for a split second but it disappear just as fast as I notice it.

“What do you mean girls like you?” He asks.

“You know, break peoples hearts, ruins other lives and fuck around with people a lot.” I say as the movie in front of us continues to play.

“Well so far you haven’t done anything to me.” Tom shrugs. “Also, I heard that you broke up with your two days boyfriend yesterday.” Tom states.

“Yeah well.. he wasn’t exactly nice.” I excuse not wanting him to know the real reason. Without saying anything he begins to lean closer to my face once again.

“Are you sure about this?” I ask, when his face is a few inches away from mine. He nods before he closes the gap between us. One of his hands finds its way to my waist, pulling me against the arm rest. I was tense for a few seconds before I relax as he begins to move his lips on mine. We both close our eyes, deepening the kiss. I reach my hand and wrap my fingers his neck. My fingers tangle with his soft curly hair. He uses his thumb to draw small circles on my stomach.

We both pull away from each other and stares into each other’s dark eyes in the shadow of the cinema. We are both breathing heavily, a small blush grows on my face as I look away from him for a second. He pulls on my hands, telling me to get out of my seat.

I stand up from my seat and take a step towards him, he shifts a bit in his seat before he pulls onto my waist. So this is what my life have taken me, now I’m straddling Tom in the cinema. My knees are bending on the soft cinema seat as Tom pulls me closer to him, holding onto my neck and kiss me once again. I start to grind my hips on him, creating some frictions. I pull away from his kisses and go down to jaw and collarbone, kissing them lightly trying to find his sweet spot.

Fuck.” He whispered to himself as he let out a small quiet whimper when I kiss just under his left jaw, his grip on my waist tightens as I suck on his soft skin. His hands travel down further my waist before one of them goes back and holds onto my neck once again. He uses one of his finger to guide my face onto his, I place my lips on his, moving quickly and desperately. After some times, he pulls away and starts to kiss my collarbone, causing me to grind harder onto him. He pulls his hand down to my waist again, this time dipping his fingers down the front of my jean resting just above the hem of my underwear, rubbing small circles once again.

Every week after that day we would go on dates and he finally asked me to be his girlfriend. Every time we went to watch a movie he would make an effort to walk me home which is very sweet. He would be holding my hand the whole time, sometimes he would play with my fingers which was kind of weird but still cute.

At school he would always give me light kisses on my lips and neck. At lunch he would sit with me not caring about the stares we receive everyday at school. And holding hands in the hallway, god I feel like he’s the one (I cringed). He does things normal boyfriends do but he’s better than the others.

Everyday my heart grow more for him, we haven’t done anything other then making out and occasionally dry sex which I was glad for, I really want our relationship to be special but something else is happening.

These past few days he have been distant, he rarely texts or talks to me at school. People were starting to notice and some of them asked me if we’re still together which I answer with a simple ‘I’m not sure’.

“Have you heard!?” My best friend yells into her phone, causing me to flinch away from my own phone.

“Heard what?” I ask, getting worried because she would never yell into her phone even if she’s excited about something.

“Your Tom,”

“What about him?” I sit on my bed, playing with the duvet in my hand.

“He have a new girl friend?” She answers with a questioning tone in her voice.

“New girlfriend? But he’s with me.” After I said that, everything makes sense. He have been distant for a while and we haven’t been on as much dates as before. My heart begins to race faster in my chest as realization hits me like a brick.

“The girl even posted a picture on her Instagram account. Look at it.” I put her on speaker and go on Instagram, she told me her name and I searched it up. The girl even tagged Tom on her photo. They were smiling at the camera, his hand on her waist.  A single tear rolled down my cheek and I wipe I off, I can’t cry because of a boy, that would make me weak.

Then I read the caption; With my lovely boyfriend

I ended the call with my best friend after a while of talking. I buried my face into my pillow and started to cry, my heart aching. I’ve never cried over anybody, I didn’t expect myself to fall this hard for a boy who was obviously acting. I guess that’s what happened when you give people everything you have. They end up hurting you and that’s why it’s always better for me to just hurt people.

I look up from my pillow when my phone begin to ring. It’s Tom calling. I answer the phone and pretend that I don’t know about his new girlfriend and just try to hide the lump climbing up my throat. He told me to meet him in the park near my house and I agreed.

“So what does it feels like?” He asks as soon as he sees me.

“What do you mean?” I ask, pretending to be confused and pretending that my heart isn’t breaking inside.

“What does it feels like to suffer from a relationship. It hurts doesn’t it?” At that moment I figure out that he knew that I’m hurting, probably from my red eyes.

“What are you talking about?” I let out a small nervous laugh at the end, grabbing onto the hem of my hoodie, playing with it as a habit when I’m nervous or scared.

“You’re one of the most popular girls in school, I’m sure you’ve heard that I have a new girlfriend, who’s better than you because I know that she would never play with my feelings or.. any boys feelings as a matter of fact.” He says, taking a step closer to me.

“But I’m not playing with your feelings. My feelings for you are real and you know that. I’m sure you’re smart enough to see that.” My voice shakes slightly as I try to blink the tears away.

“Everybody knows that you’ve fallen for me, they notice your behavior around me. And you know what they say? They said 'Oh my god she actually have feelings’ which is quite sad, considering all you’ve been doing is breaking people’s heart, especially the ones that gave you their all. And now I’m doing the same thing to you,  reading your heart.” Tom says staring into my teary eyes.

“So this was your plan all along? Just to lead me on, thinking we have something real when all you’ve been trying to do is hurt me like I did with others.” I ask, stepping away from him as he takes a step.

“Yeah basically.”

“Well then congrats, you did it. You made me cry and broke my heart. I deserve it.”

“Yes you do,” Tom agrees, I press my lips into a thin line trying to hold back my tears that are slowly flooding my eyes. It feels like a small needle was pierced into my heart, trying to stitch up the broken pieces but there was no thread so all it was doing was giving me more pain.

I nod my head once again and turn around, ready to leave and continue my own life, hopefully making it better.

“I started to actually like you, you know the first time we hung out was actually nice,I had fun and I’m sure you did too but every time I think about you and I together my mind flashes back to the things you did to others. I know that you’re actually nice, but you kept hurting people and I can’t be with someone who hurts my friends.” Tom says loudly as I listen but I don’t stop.

“I was surprise when you said that I actually don’t like girls like you but why can’t you just stop hurting other people?” He asks, some people are staring at us waiting to see what happens next.

“I was trying but you haven’t really given me the chance to stop.” I say as my mind flashes back to the times I thought about stopping, I was going to. Tom is everything I’ve ever wanted but now that he’s gone and that he has a new girlfriend, I decided to go back to normal and stop loving people just like before. Isn’t that how people these days deal with their problems? Hurting other people just to protect themselves?

Empty Cupboards

“You sure you are not coming?” Steve asked for the 1000th time.

Bucky rolled his eyes and gave a look to his best friend. Steve released a tired sign. He did not want to leave Bucky alone. He simply continued to packing his bag. Soon he was ready to leave. Both friends walked back to common room together in silence.

“Will you be okay?” Steve asked again. Now Bucky was annoyed.

“Just get the hell out of here.” He hissed.

Before Steve could say anything they were interrupted by an excited voice.

“You ready?” Wanda asked. Her eyes were shining with childlike excitement. Both the super soldiers smiled at return.

“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go.” She ran to helicarrier, pulling Steve with her. Bucky shook his head and followed them.

Most of the team members were present there. Some talking to others, while some were checking through their stuffs. Tony was taking them to some private island for vacation. Everyone agreed to the plan excitedly for many reasons.

i.                     There was no mission coinciding.

ii.                   It was Tony who was paying.

Now no one was stupid to miss this opportunity. No one except Y/N and Bucky. It was unfortunate that the vacation plan coincided with Y/N’s weekend camping with siblings and cousins. But she would be still having fun. Bucky had no such reason. He did not want to go because he did not feel like going. Everyone tried to convince him to change his mind. Y/N tried to lecture him for being a grumpy cat and missing out good opportunities to have fun.

“It’s not every day that Tony feels this generous. You are going to regret it.” She had told him.

“You are the one to talk. You are not going either.” Bucky argued back.

“I don’t have a choice. This camping trip was planned in advance. Hell I was the one who suggested it. I cannot back out now.”

“Well it sucks to be you. But I am not going.” With that he walked out of the room leaving a very frustrated Y/N behind.

“Bucky-“ a voice brought him back to present. He turned to the owner of the voice with deep frown.

“Steve get your ass off to the carrier. I am going to be fine. I am a high-class assassin. If there would be any trouble, I will let you know. Just for sake of God, get off my back.” Bucky said. He knew his friend was worried about him but he could not endure Steve being mother hen for another second. He was hoping that they would leave soon. He knew he was being stupid to miss the all-paid-vacation by Tony. But he was in mood for beach. He planned to catch up with his sleep and maybe watch the show FRIENDS which Y/N insisted that he should watch. Also he would not have to listen to the Sam’s obnoxious sound. That was a plus.

As soon as the rest of the team left, Bucky walked to the kitchen to make himself something. He checked the cupboards and found them empty. He checked some more cupboards. All of them were empty.

“Damn it!” he cursed under his breath. He will have to go for grocery shopping. He hated grocery shopping.

“What happened?”  He heard Y/N ask.

He turned around to face her. She was packed and ready to go. Instead of replying he showed her the empty cupboards.

“Sam, Scott and Peter raided the last contents yesterday night.” She told him. Bucky walked out of the kitchen.

“I better go and get some grocery then.”

“Why don’t you come with me instead?” Y/N asked.

“What?”

“Come with me. For camping. My folks are not that annoying and I am sure you will like them. It would be relaxing. Others would come back on Monday and so would we. Instead after camping we come back to city and rent a room in some hotel and watch FRIENDS. Or any other show or movie which you want. This way when others return, these cupboards would still be empty and Steve will not be happy. Sam will definitely get an earful.” Y/N explained her plan.

Bucky thought for a while and nodded. He didn’t mind camping. And it would be nice to give Sam a taste of his own medicine.

“I’ll meet you here in fifteen.”

*Monday*

The rest of the team had returned by Monday afternoon. The vacation did not go as planned. Hulk had made an appearance. It took a while to calm things down after that. Tony and Clint had to do the cleaning of the mess created by them.

Everyone was so tired that they had decided to turn in for the rest of the day after having some quick lunch. Sam had told them how he had emptied all cupboards just to annoy Bucky.

“He must have had a fun time re-stocking them.” He said.

Everyone rushed to the kitchen, some aiming to cook while rest helping whenever need just to get food on the table as quickly as possible. Wanda opened the fridge. It was empty. Bruce had opened one of the cupboards. They were empty too.

“It’s empty.” They both said together.

“What?” Natasha asked.

Bruce was going through the rest of the cupboards. They were all empty.

“There is nothing here. Everything is empty.”

“That’s not possible. Our Winter Charming must need food to survive. Hey Friday, Where’s Barnes?” Tony said. He too went to take look at the empty cupboard, hoping it might be some prank that Barnes must have pulled to piss them. Sadly he was wrong.

“There is a voicemail for you, Mr. Stark” was Friday’s reply.

Everyone had a confused look on their face. They were hungry and tired and they definitely need some answers.

“That’s not the answer to my question. Play the voicemail anyway.” Tony said.

“Hey everyone.” It was Bucky. And he sounded different. There were loud noises around him.

“If you have hearing this message then it would mean I am not there. Y/N invited me to the camp trip and here I am. Actually it’s fun here- Hey Y/N careful. You will trip over- Never mind.”

There was a ‘thud’ sound behind him.

“Where was I? Oh yeah. Guys Sam, Scott and Peter have emptied all the groceries. So you might want to re-stock them. BTW Sam, nice try. Better luck next time. If there is any. Cheers.”

There was pin drop silence. Natasha gave Sam a look and said in a dangerously low voice.

“Run.”

And he did not need to be told twice.

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4. ‘I thought you liked horror movies.’ 'I liked the idea of holding your hand during horror movies. I hate horror movies.’ 

Pairing: Darcy/Bucky

Rating: T


Bucky cringed and stared at the blinking clock of the tv doohickey and tried to ignore the sounds of a chainsaw cutting through bone and flesh. It was…uncomfortably accurate to his knowledge. At his side Darcy whimpered softly and Bucky looked down to find her staring fixedly at the hem of his t-shirt sleeve, face wincing and fingers wrapping tightly around his own.

“You don’t like this one?” he asked, hoping the answer was ‘yes.’

“What?” Darcy looked up at him, eyes wide and let go of his hand. “No! It’s…” she glanced at the screen, paled, and looked back to him quickly. “It’s a classic.”

Bucky squinted at her for a long moment, watching a blush spread over her cheeks, before she forced herself to look back at the screen, flinching at a spray of blood.

“Well I hate it,” he said.

Darcy’s hair whipped over his shoulder and she turned to look up at him. “You do?”

“Yeah,” Bucky said shrugging. “I’ve hated all of them.”

“You have?” she asked, expression falling.

“I just thought you liked horror movies,” he said. “And I don’t mind ignoring them with you next to me.”

Darcy’s lips fell open and she gazed up at the ceiling for a moment, blinking. “I liked the idea of holding your hand during horror movies,” she said finally. “I hate horror movies.”

Bucky grinned and Darcy rolled her eyes, and then covered them with her free hand. He’d laid claim to the other again, knotting their fingers together as he turned on the couch to face her.

“Sam and Steve said they were good for that sort of thing,” Bucky said. “Mostly they make me feel kind of queasy.”

“So queasy!” Darcy said, twisting so their knees bumped gently together. “And like…I can’t even go around dark corners after. I’ve been turning all the lights in my apartment on every night for weeks.”

“I like musicals,” he said. “I like the dancing and the fancy outfits.”

“Oh my god, you are so sexy, did you know that?” She was grinning and pulling her legs up underneath her on the couch to nestle closer to him.

His throat made a little sound and his thoughts spun through a time when he did know that and he enjoyed it and he would’ve known exactly how to show a girl like Darcy why he didn’t mind watching six horror movies in three weeks.

“Sooo…” Darcy said, drawing him back to the moment. “You hate horror movies but you like sitting next to me and you don’t mind holding my hand?”

“I’m here for the hand holding,” he said. “Main motivator.”

“Did Steve and Sam mention what else horror movies are good for?” Darcy asked, scooting closer in.

Bucky was pretty sure they had and he had blown off the idea that Darcy—cheerful, sarcastic, brilliant Darcy—was gonna want anything from him but a scary movie buddy. He stretched his arm out across the back of the couch  to flick at the end of Darcy’s hair on her shoulder as a woman screamed hysterically on the screen.

“Might have,” he said, lips twitching. “M’old though. Might need a reminder.”

Her lips curled slyly up to one side. She pounced in time with a large bang from the movie, her hands bracing on his shoulders to push him back into the couch as she climbed up onto his lap with a giggle.

“You either have excellent game, or none at all,” Darcy said, laugh in her voice and grin on her face.

“Come down here and find out, doll,” he said from the cushions.

He wondered for half a thought if he could live up to his own memories, to her expectations. But she sighed, high and soft as their lips slid together, sweet and slippery and pressing deeper. Her body relaxed, spreading out over the length of him, melting against him as he turned to cage her against the back cushions, cradling her in his hold. And he thought that this was all a little bit familiar and absolutely never better.

Green-Eyed

Chapter 4
A Kojuro/MC Jealousy Fic
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“A maid told me she saw her feeding him in the kitchen with her hand.”

It frightened him how his own thought had snuck up on him again.

“Kojuro-sama?” she said, noticing how he went quiet and feeling his arms tighten around her.

Did it happen? Was it like this? Did you offer? Did he ask?


Woohooooo, in celebration of Kojuro’s birthday I decided that I need to get down and actually write this fic I started when I first read his MS, lol. Such a long wait - my apologies! Enjoy!


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My Child From The Stars (Alien AU! Jooheon) Pt2

Originally posted by minhyuk1

Type: Angst Fluff


Part 1


“What do you mean?” he asked “your daughter is on record with you already” the nurse said as she looked closer at the document “but the mother’s name is removed completely from the certificate” she tells him as he looked confused. “Lee Sori is your daughter sir” she says turning the computer screen towards him. He glanced at the little girl who smiled at him.  “Do you know what’s going on?” he asked her softly as she simply made a noise in his arms. “She’s got lovely eyes though” he was told as he nodded “I know. They’re just perfect” he says proudly as he smiled holding her close. “I guess you’re all mine Sori” he hummed as he and his daughter began their journey back home.

~

As she was turning a year old, he really noticed something was a little off about her. The hairs on her head were not the dark black, they were almost grey now. But she was still his little precious baby. She loved story books, she could sit in his lap for hours just listening to stories. He would never say no to the stories either. He loved the bonding. His friends found it weird how willing he was to be a dad to some random baby.

During bath time Jooheon though he was crazy as he stared at her face, he saw himself. They have the same eyes and the biggest was the smile. “You and I look so alike. Its hard to believe we aren’t related at all” he whispered as he kissed her wet forehead. “Dada” she said as his ears perked “I’m dada right. The bestest dada in the world” he cooed in his baby voice as he grabbed a towel and wrapped her up holding her close. “I’m the luckiest daddy in the world” he told her as she giggled. He let out a sigh as he headed into the bedroom getting her ready for her ready for the night.

~

“I can’t I have daddy daughter classes tonight” Jooheon says as he and his friends Changkyun, Minhyuk, and Hyungwon sat for lunch. Jooheon was making faces as he fed Sori. “Dude you aren’t even human anymore. You live to serve that girl” Hyungwon says “you’re correct” Jooheon doesn’t deny it. “You guys don’t get it” he told them. “You haven’t been to a bar in years” Changkyun tells as Jooheon nods. “I shouldn’t be out drinking, I have a little human who depends on me” he cooed. “Cab you even call her human?” Minhyuk asked as Jooheon glared at him.

“That’s not an eye color anywhere. Amber is a color, her eyes are like a wolves. She’s graying at a year old. I’ve never seen a baby with salt and pepper hair in my life-” “you saying my baby is an alien” Jooheon laughs at the statement. “Open your mind man, you’ll see a whole new world” Minhyuk told taking a big sip of his drink. “Say I’m not an alien. I’m a little pretty human girl who was blessed with such pretty features” “gray hair isn’t so cute” Jooheon raised his fist threateningly as Hyungwon. “I know it’s a big change for all of us. The past 6 months though guys, I feel so much better about myself. I have confidence and pride for being a protector of something so innocent” he hummed as he looked at Sori who’s eyes were linked with someone outside.

Jooheon looked up as he could see someone standing right by the window looking at her. He jumped as the man looked at him, his eyes were ice blue compared to his. “Dude is a pedo” Changkyun says as someone walked passed the man and he was gone. Jooheon picked Sori up and brought her close. “I’ll give you a ride home” he was told by Minhyuk as the situation was much too odd now.

~

“Say we had a fun day didnt we” he cooed as the elevator in the lobby dinged. He was greeted by a taller male who gave a smile. Sori smiled over at him in Jooheon’s arms as he laughed. “She’s normally not like this” Jooheon says as the man cautiously reached over as Jooheon nodded allowing him to actually touch her and Sori took his finger. A warm smile crossed his face “she’s a lovely baby. She looks just like you” he was told. “Are you knew?” Jooheon asked “oh um just visiting” he was told “well I’m Jooheon and this is Sori” he told. “Hyunwoo” he was told as they shook hands.

The elevator dinged as Jooheon sighed “well I’ll see you Hyunwoo” he spoke as Sori let go of the man’s finger. He waved them off as he touched his watch and a hologram came up. “She’s doing well” he spoke to you as you nodded. “She seems to remember us. She responded to Hoseok’s presence earlier in the day. I think it will be time soon for you to see her again” he explained. “For a random specimen, he it a well fit father” he comments. “Jooheon is a good father” you tell him. “You keep up with him?” Hyunwoo asked “of course” you say softly as you two said your goodbyes and the bell dinged to the main floor again. He turned the image off and got out of elevator like nothing happened.

please accept this ficlet about how rebecca ended up in nathaniel’s shirt

Nathaniel’s feeling dreamy—stuck in that magnificent, loose, timeless stretch between orgasm and sleep. Here, he doesn’t have to contemplate what’s going on with him lately. Here, he doesn’t have to wonder why his ability to revert back to ice-cold and in control so quickly is niggling at him.

Here, he can just enjoy the results of Old Nathaniel’s success: Rebecca Bunch curled up against him, nuzzling into his chest and taking a deep breath.

She exhales and then slides away, the sheets slipping off him as they chase after her. He almost tries to tug her back, but then thinks better of it.

“Where are my clothes?” Rebecca asks, crouching on the ground at the foot of the bed and fumbling around in the dark.

“Oh, I folded them over the chair when I used the bathroom earlier,” he says, nodding to the far corner of the room. “You don’t want to subject a dress that nice to a night on the floor.”

Thanks to the moonlight slanting through his curtains, he can see her funny look. “You’re so weirdly thoughtful about the dumbest things.”

He cocks his head and grins to himself. He could work with that.

“What are you doing, anyway?”

“I’m hungry,” Rebecca says. “I’m going to go look for a snack.”

Nathaniel checks his bedside clock—it’s 1:38 in the morning. He rolls his eyes.

“Well you’re not going to find much in my kitchen. Not unless you want me to make you a smoothie.”

She considers that. “What kind of smoothie would it be?”

He shakes his head at her but gets out of bed and tugs on his boxers.

“Thank you,” she says in that drawn-out, nasal way of hers that shouldn’t be so damn endearing.

Nathaniel’s slicing the tops off of strawberries when Rebecca saunters into the kitchen a few minutes later, wearing nothing but his dress shirt. His eyebrows shoot up his forehead, and he sets aside the knife. “Wow.”

“Yeah, I decided not to go through your drawers to find something more comfortable,” she says, trailing a finger along the edge of the island as she approaches him.

“You’re restraint is superhuman.” His attempt at sarcasm is a little undermined by the fact that he can hear his pulse thundering in his ears.

“I did keep myself from spitting in several, awful women’s drinks tonight,” she says, but seeing as she’s now standing right in front of him, Nathaniel doesn’t really hear. He’s too busy reaching for the top button of the shirt. She slaps his hand away, though. “Uh, uh, uh. You have to earn it, Plimpton.”

He swallows hard and the steals a quick kiss before hoisting her up onto the counter. She lets out a pleased squeak.

“You think I’d back down from a challenge?”

“I don’t know, but all I’m hearing right now is talk,” she says, poking him in the chest.

With a low growl, he yanks her hips toward him so she’s perched on the very edge of the marble and then gets to work.

not-thedragon  asked:

I agree 100% with you on your post about Rachel. I would say that there is a serious double standard going on in the LiS fandom in general because it seems like it's okay to feel bad about Nathan because we are seeing him before Jefferson arrives and manipulates him, and we can see that he's suffering because of his father, but the fact that Rachel is struggling about her father's mistakes and what being her daughter means to her own identity is something they don't seem to care about

oh yeah. it also really bothers me to see people breaking out the same anti-chloe arguments we all heard in original lis discourse but turning them around on rachel now.

i saw another post talking about how ~Problematic~ it is that when chloe said they should run away eventually and rachel continued to insist they do it now. which smacks of the same kind of complaints that chloe was pushy, didn’t respect max’s boundaries, was manipulative/selfish etc

like… can we chill for a second and acknowledge that these characters are teenagers with a lot of their own baggage and maybe they’re not going to navigate every single social interaction with complete tact and respect. thoughtlessness is not malicious intent. christ.

it really is doubly frustrating when people are still so eager to excuse male characters for the far shittier things they’ve done, while demonizing the girls for the most basic human flaws and missteps imaginable.

anonymous asked:

I can imagine Ethan following julius around to see if he's happy or what's he's up too the poor guy needs cheering up. Maybe a kitten would work?

Yay, go check him please popcorn!
Ethan and popcorn are good friends and loves each other very much, just, ethan sometimes has too much energy for her (popcorn likes to lay down and rest most of time)

And popcorn likes people with quiet nature, so I believe popcorn and Julius can got along well!

Sorry for the late reply haha
in this weekend, I’m going to answer asks as possible as I can!

Thanks for asking!

Terrible Timing

Anonymous asked: can you do a tormund x reader where she is pregnant & he’s worried about her and what will happen when the walkers come? or something like that

Here you go! I do not own Tormund. He belongs to George R.R.Martin. 

Warnings: Mentions of pregnancy and birth. It’s a little short. Very Slight Spoilers for Season 7!!

Pairings/Characters: Tormund Giantsbane x fem!reader

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Your father always said you’d had terrible timing. You had come into the world in the middle of feast and since then, your timing had been awful. Now, as you ran your hand over your ever expanding belly, you realized just how right he was. Getting pregnant as a war was about to start wasn’t exactly the greatest plan. You were worried, although not as worried as the child’s father.

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  “Don’t even start with me,” Shannon said dryly as I settled in.

   “Don’t worry. I have nothing else to say to you,” I told him. Which was a lie, I wanted to ask what he meant when he said Caroline was fair game and brought up where he spent his nights, but I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction. Instead, we just sat there and stewed silently, all the way to the interview, which he barely said a word through.

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anonymous asked:

Did dad moth let Adrien go back to school in the end?

Yes! Fu and Marinette took pictures of the book because what’s technology for lol, then Marinette went to give it back to Gabriel.

She said she took it from Adrien and took all the blame for it, asking Gabriel to keep it a secret from Adrien. Gabriel agreed, he called her a fangirl of Adrien as well. She asked if Adrien could go back to school since it wasn’t his fault, and Gabriel said he could.

Marinette then told Tikki that all that mattered was that Adrien was free again.

When he went to school the next day Nino and Chloe went to hug him and a bunch of other extras were there as well, happy he was back~

anonymous asked:

Could you do a Doomfist and s/o when his s/o loses her ar and has to grt a metal one. With doomfistconferting her after losing it, and then going through surgery for thr new arm?

  • He is there when you wake up in the hospital, resting by your bed as he looks at you. When you wake up he explains what happened, not holding back anything as he bluntly tells you about your arm. There is a tenderness in his voice though, he is apologetic as he has been in that situation before.
  • He pays for a good arm for you, letting you have the best care. He waits outside the surgery room as they had the implant that it latches to. He feels a little helpless as he waits, not really able to do anything other than just sitting there.
  • He does his best to ease you into taking care of your prosthetic, reminding you to oil it and give it some upkeep. He lets you know he still adores you if you feel a little self-conscious about losing it. He’ll show off his own arm and ask if you love him less for that.

(Angst timeee) You live in a different country but had gone to stay with Jimin for a few months. You hadn’t told him you were leaving back home today. When he saw you packing your bags he started to tear up. “Are you leaving me?” He whispers. You turn around surprised before seeing his tears. You hug him. “No I have to go home.” He nods his head and takes you to the airport. He doesn’t want you to leave, and you both are crying. You call your friend, asking her to get you when you land. You have to keep telling Jimin to stay because he doesn’t want to leave. You board the plane, looking out the window. You feel someone sit beside you and then to see Jimin. “What are you doing?!” You whisper-shout. He laughs. “I have to get your fathers blessing anyways.”


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celebbun  asked:

So, I finally caught up with FYD and I've been wondering: when Mairon was in the hospital, post Lúthien and Huan murder attempt, did Aulë and/or Yavanna go visit him? Did they even care? Or know?

Funny you should ask–I’ve actually been thinking about this a lot.  

Yes, Aulë and Yavanna know.  Rumors of what happened got back to them around the end of Mairon’s stay in the hospital.  Yes, they care.  Mairon lived with them when he was in school, and he was close to both of them, particularly Yavanna.  Despite the fact that they had a pretty significant falling out, Aulë and Yavanna absolutely care about what happens to him and were upset to hear he’d been hurt.  They didn’t go to see him, though.  Yavanna wanted to, but Aulë convinced her that they wouldn’t be welcome.  (He was mostly right, although Mairon probably wouldn’t have minded seeing Yavanna.)

I wouldn’t put it past Yavanna to check up on him now that he’s back, though.

ask-mama-germania  asked:

I know she is the goddess of victory and such..but.. I kinda can see her going amongst humans and sitting in a bar, watching the humans doing things as she notices a guy getting a bit too "pushy" towards a young woman at the bar and she just steps in and growls "Step off, boy, she has no interest in your courtship"

|| She’d slide right in and, in all honesty, she’d join in on what he had started, most likely.


Because Eliz is competitive to the core, and there’s no better competition than /courtship/. The ultimate victory for someone who loves victory. 
And the tastiest victory is over someone who was so sure of winning, too.
She wants that feeling bottled up for perfume.

Also maybe, deep down inside, she too is lonely and yearns for the company of someone who’d appreciate her. ||

anonymous asked:

Maybe zeldris is thinking about freeing gelda from her seal but will be shocked to find out that she was killed by meliodas and maybe they are going to have a big fight...but what if meliodas didnt kill her or maybe she survived somehow...

I have a feeling that he noticed something when the Commandments stayed in Edinburgh. And, as long as the demon king (who gave the order to kill them originally) exists and Zeldris is loyal to him I doubt he would plan to break the seal anyway. 
I also thought about “What if Meliodas didn’t kill Gelda?” Because especially at that point Meliodas wasn’t someone to just kill people because they ask him to. I do hope he killed her though because her just randomly appearing now like “Surprise, I never died” would be… kinda uncool… And Meliodas of all people should be able to understand her feelings of not being able to die. The only difference between them was that Meliodas has a reason to live and that is Elizabeth and breaking the curse. But if he didn’t have them I can imagine he would be just as sick of life as Gelda was. So maybe he did kill her because he could understand what it was like for her.

Guys…

So RWBY volume 5 ep. 1 came out today for everyone.

And who did Jaune ask about?

Cinder, Emerald, and Mercury.

My theory that he’s going to go after Cinder from earlier is tying in a liiiitttlllllllleeee too close to what we saw in the episode.

Now Jaune is emotional.

We see that with Pyrrah. (Him not throwing the jam on Pyrrah, defending her, then throwing it at what’s his face from V.1)

Sometimes he’s a little compulsive.

My theory that he is going to follow after Joan Of Arc is just getting stronger.

Jaune is going to be burned by Cinder either by order of Salem or on Cinder’s own accord.