and ugh i wanna do things to you

Random Prompts

- “You eat kitkats like a monster, honestly I don’t think I can love you anymore.”
“At least I know how to cough into my elbow like a civilized being.”

- “Do you ever realize that we act like an old married couple sometimes?”
“We are an old married couple…”

- “Do you know how to cook anything besides ramen?”
“Totally.”
“What?”
“Um… microwave popcorn.”

- “You are so weak when it comes to spicy food.”
“No I’m not.”
“Name 1 spice you enjoy.”
“Pepper counts, right?”

- “I would do anything to prove my love for you.”
“Drink that entire bottle of hot sauce then.” “I don’t love you that much.”

- “Dude, you cry over everything.” “No I don’t.”
“You cried when a fly you called your ‘friend’ flew out of the window, you left open.” “Listen, I just felt really close to Fred.”
“IT WAS A FLY.”

- “Why do we have a dog? We didn’t have a dog before I left.”
“Yeah, well, get with the times. Things change. Ugh, you’re just another old guy who doesn’t wanna accept that the world is changing.”
“1, You’re older than me. 2, You still haven’t told me why we now have a dog.”

- “Hey, do you love me a lot?“ “Of course!” “Enough to give me your garlic bread?” “F**k no.”
“You have no right to come here to try and reclaim what you threw away” G.D

a/n: hey guys! I know, i’ve left you guys waiting for this for too long but i had surgery last monday so i’ve been on strict bed rest and in so much pain these couple of days. BUT, i finally got the energy to finish this draft so here it is! this is also the first time i’ve written smut so bare with me haha.  i hope this makes up for it!

warnings: contains sexual content!

word count: 2,713 words.


“Come on y/n, it’s time for the meeting”

You looked up from your desk and saw your best friend Sienna waiting for you by the door. You nodded and quickly gathered your things before heading with her to the conference room.

It had been a year and sixty-one days since you walked away from Grayson. A year and sixty-one days since you walked away from the relationship you had wanted to be your happily ever after. After that night, you decided to start your life over, away from him, from Ethan, from everything that reminded you of what you had had with Gray.

And by everything, you meant EVERYTHING. You decided to leave LA and move to New York, a small town called Saratoga Springs which is just a short drive to New Jersey where your family lived.

Just being in the same city as Grayson had been toxic. You were always afraid of bumping into him everywhere you went, sometimes even hoping of running into him because you missed him terribly. You knew an escape from the city you had grown to love would be the best thing for you and your newly broken heart.

Now you were in your second year of college and had a paid internship at a live entertainment company which had been your dream job for the longest. That was actually one of the things you and Grayson had had in common, you both had dreams of one day being involved in the entertainment industry as a career.

“So how’s Jacob doing? Sienna said, pulling you from your thoughts.

You smiled at the thought of your boyfriend. You were honestly so happy to have him in your life. He had helped you become the happy girl you used to be again and you were so thankful to have him, and yet, you sometimes felt like something was missing but you weren’t sure what it was. You figured time would tell you or show you what it was.

“We’re doing great, he’s actually taking me out to dinner after work for our five month anniversary” you couldn’t help but giggle at the thought of your adorably corny boyfriend.

“Ugh I don’t know how you can like corny guys” your best friend whined, “just the thought of it makes me wanna throw up”

“You just wait for the guy that’s gonna come and sweep you off your feet” you teased, “then you’ll be the one doing all these corny things with him and I’ll be laughing my ass off watching you”

Sienna pretended to throw up and shook her head profusely, “No thank you. What I can’t wait for is for the guys our bosses are meeting to get here. I heard from the girl in front desk that we’ll be left drooling after looking at them” she smirked, “Speaking of…”

You turned to the direction she was looking and saw the back of two guys. You didn’t know why, but you felt your stomach turn and your heart begin to race at the sight of them. They were about the same height, except one was just a tiny bit taller. The taller one was also a little more built than the other but they were both pretty muscular.

You both walked in and saw your bosses smile at the sight of you guys arriving.

“Y/N, Sienna, this is Ethan and Grayson. We will be producing their upcoming tour in the summer.”

You felt your heart stop when Grayson’s eyes met your own. In that moment you couldn’t move, you couldn’t think, you couldn’t breathe. You couldn’t believe he was standing right there in front of you. You had thought the chances of running into him again were slim to none, and therefore, you hadn’t been prepared for this moment.

His beautiful hazel-brown eyes, his short and yet wavy brown hair, his plump pink lips, the cute freckle on his chin; everything about him was exactly the same.

Millions of thoughts were running through your head, but one thing was clear to you, you needed to get out of there.

You felt Sienna look at you worriedly as you carefully set the documents down on the table and apologized before leaving the conference room in a hurry. You could hear your name being called in the distance, but you didn’t dare go back. You couldn’t.

You gathered your things as quickly as you could, not caring of the consequences you leaving could bring. You saw Sienna running over to your desk from the corner of your eye, so you tried to leave before she could reach you but she quickly blocked your path.

“Y/n what was that back there?” she asked, “and why are you so shaky?”

You hadn’t even noticed how shaky you truly were until she pointed it out. You were a mess and you knew you were close to reaching your breaking point.

“I’ll explain it later just… p-please let me go Si” you pleaded.

You could tell she was unsure of what to do, but you didn’t give her time to figure it out once you saw Grayson jogging over to where you both were. You ran the opposite direction to the nearest exit and got into the first taxi you saw, quickly giving your address to the driver.

As the taxi drove away, you saw Grayson run out of the building in the distance and stand there watching you drive away. You felt a few tears fall as it took you back to the night you left him, your heart breaking all over again in the process.

Once the driver parked outside your condo, you payed him and headed inside. Your mind had been racing the whole ride home, but it had also been completely blank as you tried to comprehend what had happened back in the office. You had realized something as soon as you had seen Grayson. You couldn’t deny the feelings you had felt when your eyes met his, you realized you still loved him. You finally realized what had been missing between you and Jacob and you hated it. You hated the fact that you still loved the guy who broke your heart. The guy who you had thought would never hurt you and yet left you completely broken.  

Your body felt like it was on autopilot, you felt yourself moving but your mind was elsewhere. It wasn’t until you lay on your bed that you finally let yourself cry. You wrapped your arms around yourself with one hand on your stomach and the other helplessly wiping the tears that fell from your face. You cried and cried for what felt like hours until you felt you had ran out of tears.

You knew you looked like a mess and boy did you feel like one too. You decided it was best to text Jacob and tell him it was better if you went to dinner some other day. You made up some lame excuse about feeling sick and hoped he wouldn’t be upset with you.

The hours went by as you just lay there, looking out the window. You were too tired too think and in too much pain to do anything other than staying in bed. Knowing you at least had to eat, you ordered a pizza with hopes to eat your pain and sorrows away.

You heard a knock on the door about twenty minutes later and frowned, “Well that was quick” you mumbled.

You took out a twenty dollar bill from your purse and headed to the door, only to be met with a nervous Grayson Dolan. You quickly shut your door and turned around, sliding down the door and pulling your knees up to your chest.

“Y/N please open up” you heard Grayson plead as he knocked on the door once again. You buried your face into your knees as your vision began to blur, you couldn’t believe he was here. How did he even find where you lived?

Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of more knocks, “Y/n please. We need to talk”

“No Grayson, you need to leave” you managed to say, “t-there’s nothing left for us to talk about”  

“Yes y/n, yes there is. Please. I-I’m begging you” he said. You heard his voice crack, as if he too was on the verge of tears.

You took a moment before getting back up and opening the door, facing a teary eyed Grayson. He looked so upset, so…. broken. But why? Why was he the one that looked brokenhearted when he was the one who tore your heart into pieces?

“What is it Grayson?” you asked.

You saw him look down, taking a few minutes to answer before you saying in almost a whisper, “I miss you

Your heart broke at his words because you too had missed him, but you knew you had to remain strong. You didn’t want to fall apart in front of him. Not like that night. Not again. “You miss me?”  you scoffed.

“Yes y/n I do! I’ve been a mess since you left” he looked back up and his eyes met yours once again, “I miss your smile, your beautiful y/e/c eyes, your contagious loud laugh, your good heart, I miss everything about you and… and I am so lost without you”

“And I know, I fucked up. I made you hurt and I made you cry more than anyone ever has when I was the one that was supposed to protect you from all of that. You were so good to me, you were perfect, but I took you for granted. I took your love for me for granted, and I-I’m so sorry for that” his voice cracked once again as a single tear fell from his cheek. “I wake up every morning with regret for everything I put you through, for letting you walk away.”

You saw him slowly step closer to you, afraid that any sudden movement would scare you away.  “I love you y/n”

“Gray…”

He gulped as his hand found its way to the side of your face, wiping the tears that were falling away.

Your eyes squeezed shut and you leaned into his hand, giving into the sensation his touch was giving you. You never thought you’d feel the warmth of his touch on your skin ever again, it felt surreal to you. You had missed it.

All of a sudden, an image of Jacob came to mind and you quickly brought yourself out of your daze; making you pulling away from him harshly “Please just leave. I’m done with talking about the past. I’m over it”

“No y/n, you’re not. Please. I-I know you still feel the same way I do.”

“Actually I don’t” you lied, “I-I’ve moved on Grayson. I have a boyfriend. A boyfriend that cares about me and makes me happy. I-I love him” More lies

You saw Grayson shake his head as some tears escaped his eyes, “I don’t believe you.”

“Look Grayson, you know what’s sad? It’s sad that you only want me when you can’t have me.” you took a shaky breath before continuing, “You have no right to come here to try and reclaim what you threw away. You just can’t.”

Grayson looked away from you, biting his lower lip as hard as he could. You could tell he was trying his hardest to keep the tears in. You wanted nothing more than to pull him into your arms, and tell him it was all a lie. Tell him that you still loved him but you knew you couldn’t, so instead you just stood there, watching him.

“Okay… Look me in the eyes and tell me you’re really over me y/n” he said as he took a step closer. “Tell me that my touch has absolutely no effect on you anymore”  

You felt him wrap an arm around your waist, pressing your body against his as his hand found its way to your face once again.

“I-I”

You saw a small smirk forming on his face at your loss of words. His face slowly leaned closer to yours, “if you’re really over me, then tell me to stop” he breathed, his lips hovering over your own.

“No Grayson!” you screamed as you pulled his arm from your waist, “I can’t do to Jacob what you did to me for months. I-I won’t”

“Please y/n, I love you” he begged, his tears slipping down his rosy pink cheeks.

“No Grayson just go” you grabbed the knob and moved back to pull the door closed, until you felt him smash his lips onto yours as he kicked the door closed behind him. The kiss absolutely took your breath away, he kissed you so slowly, so passionately.

You knew it was wrong, and a part of you wanted to stop him, but being with Grayson felt like finally being home; it felt right.

You wrapped yours arms around his neck and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. You could feel him smiling through it and it made your heart flutter.  

Next thing you know, clothes were carelessly being thrown all over your bedroom. Your back was pushed gently against your bed, you felt him showering your body with kisses as he unclasped your bra with ease, removing it, and then your underwear. You could tell, even if it had been over a year since you last saw each other, he hadn’t forgotten your body. He was licking, sucking, kissing all the right spots and it was driving you insane, to the point of gripping the sheets tightly and moaning his name so loudly, enough for the neighbors to hear.

“You’re so beautiful you know that?” he whispered as he positioned himself and slowly introduced his length inside of you. You whimpered at first, but with each thrust, the pleasure grew.

“G-Grayson” you breathed.

“Fuck y/n you feel so fucking good. I missed this.” he moaned as he placed his head on your chest as he thrusts harder into you.

Your toes began to curl, the pleasure beginning to be too much for you to take. “Grayson I’m close” you moaned, your hips rolling with his. Your nails scratching his back, making sure to mark him as your own once again.

“I am too baby girl, come for me. Come for daddy” he said as his thrusts began to get sloppy. Once you both climaxed, you felt your body shaking beneath his. You felt him kiss you lightly before collapsing in bed next to you and pulling you into his arms.

For a moment, you both lay there in complete silence. Neither one of you knew what this meant or would happen next, and if you were being truthful, you were scared to find out.

“Don’t choose him” he whispered softly.

“Gray-”

“Wait, just hear me out” He placed his finger on your chin as he lifted your face for you to meet his gaze. “ I know I fucked up before but I’m not making the same mistake ever again. Give me a second chance baby girl. I love you and I know I won’t be able to let you go after this. I don’t want to. ”

You waited a moment, letting his words sink in, before you brought his face down to yours and pressed your lips against his softly. “Okay” you nodded and smiled up at him, “I love you”

“I love you more y/n” He said as he gave you a toothy grin but it soon turned into a smirk as he hovered over you once again.

“How about we celebrate with a round 2 then?” you laughed at him raising his eyebrows at you and pushed him off.

“No Gray, as much as I would love to do this again, I want to break up with Jacob first. I feel horrible for doing this to him.” you sighed.

He nodded and pulled you back into your arms, his head resting on top of yours. “Do you think you can wait?”

“Are you kidding me? I’ll wait as long as you want me to baby girl” you smiled again as he gave you a peck on the lips and on your forehead, “I’m never letting you go again”


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Art Therapy

Request: I was wondering if you would write something were the reader and Bucky fell in love, but Natasha was really horrible and told the reader to stay away from Bucky, Bucky doesn’t understand why

@melconnor2007

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader [Enhanced]

Word Count: 6,658

Bucky lay in bed staring at the ceiling. He couldn’t sleep most nights. The rare times when he could, his mind was plagued with nightmares. The doctors in Wakanda had assured him that it was perfectly normal. His psychiatrist at the Avengers compound told him that the therapy would help with it. He even had a prescription for sleeping pills after he mentioned his insomnia. But Bucky didn’t like taking them, the feeling of something making his mind hazy was too close to how he used to be while under Hydra’s control.

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Jealousy Suits You. (Harry Potter Imagine)

Request: Hey hi! could i request smth? A harry potter x reader like they get in an argument & she raises her hand to hit/slap him but he catches her arm, backs her to a wall and whisper, “wanna try that again, sweetheart?” thank you!! from @friceaurelia07

I feel like I always say this, but it has been a while… Please excuse my absence from writing imagines.

Also, jealousy is fun to write about but I don’t necessarily know how to … like write about it… So I just made the reader mad at something so stupid. I hope you don’t mind…

Requests are open! (just bear with me)

I hope you enjoy!

Originally posted by miones

You and Hermione were walking to The Great Hall with your books in your hands. The two of you were in a playful debate about which of your favorite novels were the best. “Well, ‘Mione, The Great Gatsby a great novel and all, but it’s not my type.” 

As the two of you neared your group of friends, you felt a frown form on your face. Ginny had taken your usual spot next to your boyfriend, Harry, and had been ruffling his hair, giggling. “Oh, (Y/N), you know she means well.” Hermione whispered as you picked up your pace and plopped yourself in between the two.

“Good morning, love.” Harry greeted, leaning in to kiss your lips before you moved your head, making him kiss your cheek instead. 

“Hello, Potter.” You said in an emotionless tone. “Don’t you have some place to be, Ginny? Don’t you have a bedtime?” 

“Don’t you? You’re just a year older, (Y/N).” Ginny said, raising her eyebrows. 

“Ginny, why don’t we go for a walk, yeah?” Hermione piped up. “The sun’s setting. I’d love to compare the sky to your hair. Let’s see if the colors would… um… match.” She got up and pulled the younger witch away. 

Ron pretended to yawn and said his farewells to you and Harry, not wanting to be in the middle of a lovers’ quarrel. Harry began to put away his parchment and his quill. “You don’t have to be so rude to Ginny, love. She’s just a kid. She has crushes, let it be.” 

“So when I see another girl practically all over you, you expect me to just sit there with a smile on my face and let her?” You said, standing up when he did. Draco and his posse all smirking, hearing the two of you argue. 

“Watch out, lovers’ quarrel!” Draco hollered as you and Harry walked out. 

The two of you stopped in an empty hallway. “I’m not saying you have to just let it happen. All I’m saying is that you should trust me enough to let me handle it.” Harry explained as he reached over to hold your hand but you yanked it away.

“I do trust you, Harry. But from what I saw back there, you weren’t even trying to stop her. It was like you enjoyed her hands in your hair!” You exclaimed, your voice bouncing against the walls. 

“What if I did? It feels nice to have someone comb through your hair, you know!” Harry yelled back, putting his things down and instantly regretting it. “That is not what I meant, (Y/N). Don’t be mad, love!” 

“If you want someone to comb through your hair, then call me, not Ginny! I can’t believe you would. You are so- ugh!” You said, beginning to walk away but he grabbed onto your wrist to stop you. 

“Harry James Potter, if you do not let go of me this instant!” You screamed, bringing your freehand up, readying to slap him, but he caught it and backed you into the wall.

“Wanna try that again, sweetheart?” He whispered, looking into your eyes through his glasses. You stood there frozen but then Harry pressed his lips to yours and you felt as if you were thawing. He pulled away first and then smiling down at you. “You know, (Y/N), Jealousy Suits You.” 


I’M SO SORRY IF IT SUCKS. IT’S BEEN A WHILE SINCE I’VE WRITTEN AN IMAGINE!!!!!

Jeff Atkins x Reader | Friendzone - (Part 2)

A/N: Highly requested. Here it is ! Hope you all enjoy it. Be sure to follow me and send me feedback as it’s always appreciated.

(Part 1)

Originally posted by juggiehead

“Hey are you okay ?” Zach asked. I sniffled and turned around to look at him “Yeah I’m perfectly fine” I faked a smile. “Theirs no need to lie. I can tell you’re not okay” he now took the seat beside me. My eyes were probably blood shot. Ugh why do I have to be such an emotional wreck at times. “You wanna talk about it ?” he asked. “Not right now but thanks for the concern Zach” I gave him a small smile and stood up dusting the back of my shorts.

Clay’s P.O.V

Hannah and I looked at each other at the same time when (Y/N) walked out. “The poor thing, I feel so bad for her” she said. “Same here. I should probably go check on her” I stood up. “At this state don’t expect her to explain herself” I nodded at her in assurance and started to walk out but Jeff stopped me. “Hey Clay. Where you think you going man ? I thought you and Hannah were hitting it off pretty well” he said. “Well we are having a good time, theirs no problem” I said and tried to walk past him but he still blocked me. “Then where are you heading ? Something serious ?” He questioned.

“Just worried about (Y/N) thought I’d check on her since she doesn’t seem well” I said and walked right past him this time not bothering to answer any more questions. I could feel he was close behind me. Why worry about a friend the most when they’re hurt. (Y/N) looked like she was just leaving as she dusted off the back of her shorts and Zach standing up after.

(Y/N)’s P.O.V

“Hey (Y/N), are you okay ?” Clay asked. “Yep I’m fine, I was just leaving” I nodded. He understood what I meant and walked back into the house. Jeff was behind him. “(Y/N/N) why are you leaving ? What happened ?” Jeff asked as he rushed towards me. “It’s nothing Jeff, don’t worry about it. I’m just feeling a bit under the weather right now and all I’d like is a bit of space” I sighed. “Yeah okay sure thing. Go home safe and take it easy. Message me if you need anything” he pulled me in a for a hug and kissed my forehead. I nodded in return and waved him off. “You wouldn’t mind me walking you home would you ?” Zach asked. “Not at all” I giggled. He’s so sweet to actually stay, of course Jeff couldn’t read my emotions. Why do I crush on this boy anyway

It was a good walk, I got to learn a lot more about Zach and he learnt more about me. We were now a few feet away from my house, their was a calming silence between us both. “You sure you’ll be okay” he asked one last time when we reached my front door. “I’m sure of it. Thank you so much for walking me home, I really do appreciate it” I pulled him in for a hug and wrapped my arms around his neck, the struggles of hugging this boy since he’s so tall. I love it.

“So I’ll see you tomorrow at school” he raised a brow. “Yepp I’ll see you then” I bit my lip. “Okay bye” he waved off and shoved his hands in his jean pockets. “Bye” I waved back and shut my front door. I sighed out loud as I felt a huge weight being lifted off my shoulders. As sweet as Zach may be, I still only have feelings for Jeff at this moment. I walked up to my bedroom getting undressed and slipping on my pyjamas then going back to studying. My notifications went off ‘Thanks for making my not so boring night 10x better, I’m glad I got to end a good evening with you xx’ - Zach. Aww that’s so thoughtful of him. I started blushing from his text and replied back ‘Aww thanks Zach for tonight ! I had a good time in those 15 mins. See yah x’. I locked my phone and decided to call it a night, I needed a rest after all that drama.

Next Day

I woke up early the next morning at 6:30 and decided to spend my half an hour on having breakfast and getting ready for school. Their was no rush since I could walk to school and it was at least 20 mins away but I didn’t mind because I needed the cardio. I got dressed wearing a plain black crop top, fishnet stockings, ripped denim skinny jeans paired with black and white converse. I tied up my hair in a high ponytail since the heat was unbearable. I grabbed my back and left at 7:15, reaching school at 7:42.

I pushed through the double doors and went straight to my locker. I started packing my bag for the day when out of a sudden a familiar voice whispered “Miss me ?”. I shook in fright and turned to see Zach “Gosh, please don’t do that ever again” I held my hands on my chest trying to steady my heartbeat. “Uhm so I was wondering if you have any plans tonight ?” He asked. “Nope I don’t think so, why ?” The curiosity starting to build. “I was just wondering if you’d like to go out tonight for dinner at 7 ?” He suggested. “Sounds like a plan Dempsey, I’ll see you then” I grinned. He started walking backwards then shouted “I’ll pick you at at 6:30” and winked.

I didn’t realise I was still in daze at the thought of going on a date tonight with Zach when Jeff stood in front of me. “What was that all about ?” He asked and looked back then back at me. “What’s it to you ?” I short back. “I care for you. I don’t trust any of my mates to go out with you” he said and crossed his arms over his chest. “I appreciate that you care but I’m going out with Zach tonight” I said and pushed past him. He started following me “You aren’t going anywhere with him, go cancel on him because I won’t allow it” he stood in front of me. “I’m going with Zach tonight and that’s final !” I yelled, earning stares from a few people.

Jeff looked around us and pulled me into an empty classroom “Why are you being so difficult. It’s for your own good and he isn’t for -” we were cut off by moans in the corner of the classroom. It was Zach and Sheri “Are you fucking kidding me ? I shouted. Jeff was ready to grab my wrist. ”(Y/N) wait" Zach started chasing after me.Why does life have to be so cruel ? Why does everyone have to always turn their back on me ? Why do I think that life is going to be okay ? Why do I even try ? I went to the girls bathroom and into the first vacant stall that I could find. I let the tears fall, I might as well ease my pain now then later. I can’t stand to see the world anymore.

The bell then rang 5 minutes later. I used the back of my hand to wipe away my tears, went to the sink to rinse my face and go to my first lesson which was Maths. Just great that I have Jeff and Zach in the same class. I walked into class getting stares from both Zach and Jeff, as well as other familiar faces. I walked to the back of the class instead of my usual seat next to Jeff. “Hey do you mind if I sit here today ? You can take my seat next to Jeff” I hoped and prayed in that moment that this kid was okay to switch. My prayers were answered when he said “Yeah sure” and walked to seat without any further questions. Zach and Jeff watched my every move, right now I couldn’t care less. I took a quick glance at my presence on my front camera feeling blessed that my eyes weren’t bloodshot this time.

They don’t deserve to know that I’m weak. Luckily this lesson the teacher hadn’t asked me to answer any questions as she usually does, since I’m her pet then she always makes me answer her questions. I guess she got the memo like Jeff and Zach that right now wasn’t a good time to talk to me or ever for a while.

It was now the end of the day and I pushed past the double doors with more force because of my anger. I jogged downstairs and speed walked to the pavement to walk home. “(Y/N) !” I heard my name being yelled and a car honk. Zach was following me “I’m so sorry” he said. “Don’t be, I’m sorry for actually believing that someone would like me for once. Jeff was right. Fuck all of you, I’m done with life” I said and not bothering to look back at him. “At least let me give you a ride” he offered. “I’d rather not” “(Y/N) please it’s the least -” he was cut off by Jeff. “Bro she’s not interested leave her alone” Jeff scoffed. Zach didn’t say anything further and drove off.

I was glad that Zach was gone but I don’t want to have to deal with Jeff. “(Y/N) at least look at me” he said walking next to me. “No. Now go back to your girlfriend and leave me alone” I picked up my pace. I didn’t go to the gym for nothing these past few months, it’s for situations like this so I can run away easily. “Why are you being so complicated ? I was just trying to help you and -” I cut him off short by placing my lips on his. The butterflies in my stomach were all over the place. Did I just make the worst mistake or the best choice ? 

A/N: My apologies if it’s not the way you guys were hoping for it to be, their will be a part 3 and in future their will be another imagine that’s something like this but of course different. Love you all and thank you for being patient for this one xx

What’s Your Fantasy? ~ smut

Author: completedylantrash

Characters: Stiles x Reader x Derek

Rating: NSFW 18+ EXPLICIT SMUT ~ Threesome (no m/m)

Word Count: 3836

A/N: This is strictly m/f threesome. No Sterek up in this bitch (sorry not sorry, I’m greedy and I want all the attention) 



“Stiles,” I croon, placing the half folded copy of Cosmo on the bed, looking down to where he sits on the floor amongst the scattered copies of research he’s immersed in.

“Hmm?” He hums as he reads, his eyes darting back and forth over the page.

“Tell me one of your fantasies,” I turn on my side, resting my head on my hand.

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✰ * º ❛   buzzfeed unsolved sentence starters  ( pt. three )   ❜

       (   part of the youtube starter series   )

‘  let’s just say some brutal murders happened in there which would lends itself into being haunted.  ’
‘  give that baby a ball.  ’
‘  why is it only people who get murdered? why doesn’t someone who choked on a peanut get a ghost?  ’
‘  you know, people don’t like their stepmothers.  ’
‘  so you think like 90% of people who have stepmothers are like ‘aw, my stepmother… i’d love to bury an axe in her face.’  ’
‘  that is fucking awful.  ’
‘  that’s strange because, if your pa is laying there, his head turned into blood oatmeal, and you hear ma come in, you’re probably not just like, ‘oh, i wonder what she’s up to today.’ you’re probably like, ‘hey ma, you should probably come here.’ not just, ‘oh i wonder if she’s gonna go take a little nap.’  ’
‘  i’ve got a life-changing thing to tell you here.  ’
‘  we should probably give her a little holler.   ’
‘  i mean, maybe she’s just thinking back on the good old mutton days.  ’
‘  it reminds me of downton abbey a little bit. it’s very proper.  ’
‘  i feel like a little fancy little lord in this room.  ’
‘  i’m not doing this because i want to steal.  ’
‘  i’m doing this because i want to give the ghosts significant reason to haunt me. i want them to be upset with me.  ’
‘  i stole from you, you hear me?!  ’
‘  cool….. that’s pretty… cool.  ’
‘  if people were already like, ‘we think you murdered them’ i’d be like, ‘fine, i guess i’ll spend their money.’  ’
‘  i’d like to see you put on a dress from that time period– that came out weird, i could’ve worded that better.  ’
‘  we’re sleeping here. we can’t even run away!  ’
‘  she’s gonna kill us tonight.  ’
‘  come on, buddy. times-a-tickin’. show up. murder us. be the first ghost to murder someone in history. we’ll get it on film. you’ll be famous.  ’
‘  just say something. you don’t have to get violent.  ’
‘  those are four pieces of circumstantial evidence that make him just as much of a suspect, in my mind.  ’
‘  both of them seem dubious as hell, that’s all i’m saying.  ’
‘ but you know me… i’m a fan of conspiracy theories.   ’
‘  i was gonna say this doesn’t seem that crazy to me.  ’
‘  wait, are we agreeing right now?  ’
‘  i’m not saying ghosts are real, i’m just saying.  ’
‘  can you imagine if you got sleep paralysis in this room?  ’
‘  why would you fucking say that right before we’re about to sleep?  ’
‘  dude, why would you say that? you know one of my greatest fears is a face staring at me through the window.  ’
‘  even if we get possessed tonight, we can have a nice brewski after.  ’
‘  well, i’m just trying to distract myself now.  ’
‘  the late 1800′s was peak ghost time. 90% of ghosts are from that era.  ’
‘  you never really hear about a ghost from 2010 or so that’s wearing like a flannel and ripped jeans or some shit like that.  ’
‘  they’re followed by doom.  ’
‘  they’re really just getting boned by fate now.  ’
‘  do you think because you believe in all of this stuff that you have a higher chance of being a ghost?  ’
‘  i’d be a pleasant ghost. i’d like pour people tea and stuff like that or i’d do chores around the house and i’d tip my hat and i’d tap dance out of the room.  ’
‘  right, doesn’t that sound great? wouldn’t you like to be haunted by me?  ’
‘  this is the sorrowful room. do you feel sorrowful in here?  ’
‘  i’m fine with not talking too much to he because she scares me.  ’
‘  i feel a little bit like i’m being watched, but i don’t mind it.  ’
‘  oh fuck, dude. i feel really weird all the sudden.  ’
‘  i don’t feel particularly strange, it’s just not a great chair.  ’
‘  now that’s just rude.  ’
‘  it’s kinda just a dick thing to do.  ’
‘  how do you arrest a ghost? you can’t.  ’
‘  you better watch out or the ghost of yankee jim will give you some taffy. some folks say they hear him playing a jolly little kazoo tune in the middle of the night.  ’
‘  he’s not a ghost. that’s not a spooky enough name.  ’
‘  if i were him, i’d haunt this place.  ’
‘  let’s do it before i change my mind. let’s just do it.  ’
‘  watch your language!  ’
‘  well, you’re not a man of your word.  ’
‘  it’s a nice sunset. enjoy it, it’s the last one you’re ever gonna see.  ’
‘  you don’t think ‘the grey ghost’ is a pretty cool nickname?  ’
‘  right, yeah, it’s a haunted ziplock bag.  ’
‘  before that toothpaste hit the floor, i didn’t believe in ghosts. i thought this was all b.s.  ’
‘  i swore i’d never return, but here i sit, like a freakin’ idiot.  ’
‘  who stores laundry detergent in a gin bottle, though?  ’
‘  by the way, i have a bottle of whiskey in my room if you wanna go drink it.  ’
‘  that just fucking cut through that thing like a hot butter patty.  ’
‘  ‘ugh’? that’s all you gotta say about that?  ’
‘  boats are tough, ya’know? it’s not an easy life, the boat life..  ’
‘  are you scared right now?  ’
‘  you’re not fucking scared right now?  ’
‘  could it have been my imagination? of course. could it have been a spirit? well, maybe.  ’
‘  i just think it’s embarrassing for them to drown in a pool… on a boat.  ’
‘  it looks like it’d be pretty easy to get crushed to death here.  ’
‘  a little seamen lubrication, huh? c’mon, that was funny.  ’
‘  do i feel strange right here? yep, i don’t like it.  ’
‘  okay, now i’m starting to get scared again.  ’
‘  you’re really gonna hate this.  ’
‘  i have a feeling i’m really gonna hate this.  ’
‘  you’re gonna lose your mind.  ’
‘  they laughed and told me i was an idiot to my face.  ’
‘  i don’t think we’ve ever attempted something more idiotic than this.  ’
‘  did you just fart? you piece of shit.  ’
‘  oh crap, i’m starting to psych myself out again.  ’
‘  i don’t know what you did. i’m angry again.  ’
‘  what the fuck? it’s morning.  ’
‘  she’s a beaut. you’re a beautiful lady. i love your bones.  ’
‘  alright, approach it with an open mind. let’s get started.  ’
‘  so this is just a bunch of hobos and rapscallions who were meeting down by the train tracks?  ’
’  28% of people believe in the existence of a new world order.  ’
‘  28% of people probably believe that the sun moves around the earth.  ’
‘  well, i don’t have any scientific polls for that, so…  ’
‘  i’m just sayin’ people are dumb!  ’
‘  that’s not creepy? that didn’t make your spine tingle a little bit?  ’
‘  oh, i can’t wait for that parade of other ‘experts’ you’ve got lined up.  ’
‘  4% believe that lizard people control our societies.  ’
‘  xeroxing is not how cloning works!  ’
‘  what are you, a clone expert now?  ’
‘  i don’t believe you. i’ll fucken look it up right now.  ’
‘  he looks like he just pooped his pants.  ’
‘  the name of their child, blue ivy, has been interpreted to stand for ‘born living under evil illuminati’s very youngest.’  ’
‘  so this has just moved to… like, frat-level hazing?  ’
‘  i am not in the illuminati, she is not in the illuminati… you may be.  ’
‘  by the way, if the illuminati is a real thing, the fact that they have a public relations director… fucking amazing, right?  ’
‘  i’m not saying that there’s lizard people– ah, fuck, i guess that is what i’m saying.  ’
‘  what the hell are you talking about? you’re making this all up.  ’
‘  what the fuck are we doing here?  ’
‘  get our little detectives hat out.  ’
‘  is this all in our mind?  ’
‘  this could be the most elaborate delusion of all.  ’
‘  these are true crime serial killer trading cards.  ’

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Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 10/?)

AAAAAND here it is long lost part 10!

I know it’s been ages and I know it’s not as good as I promised it to be and grammar probably is awful and smut part is terrible but hey at least it’s long lol

PART 1     PART 2    PART 3     PART 4    PART 5     PART 6     PART 7       PART 8    PART 9


“Can you do it for me?”, me and all of my friends were sitting at the cafeteria when I basically threw my Spanish book in front of Montgomery.

“What is it?”

“My Spanish homework and it’s fucking stupid”, I said taking a bite of my lunch.

“Give me that”, he sighed and took my pen.

What I’ve been struggling with for last fifteen minutes for Monty what easy peasy and took him like five.

“Thank you”, I smiled.

“You’re welcome”, he smiled back.

“Ookaaaay”, Justin said. “What is going on between you two?”, he asked pointing at me and Montgomery.

“What?”, he chuckled.

“Your weird smile for each other, mumbles under the breaths that only you two understand, looks you to give each other… What is it about?”

“Okay…”, I took a deep breath. I was prepared for it for a very long time. “We’re fuck buddies”, I said looking Justin straight in the eyes.

Jessica snorted, Monty started coughing, everyone else were looking at me and Justin.

“You and Montgomery? About him I’d believe that. But you? School’s sweetheart? Yeah, right”, Justin chuckled and nodded his head.

“If you don’t want to get stupid answers, don’t ask stupid questions. There is nothing between me and Monty other than those fucking chemistry projects”, I said and looked down at my book to read whatever Montgomery wrote.

***

“Okay, I have an idea”, he said when we were leaving chemistry. “I’ve been thinking about that for whole class.”

“Instead of taking notes”, I interrupted. “What’s the idea?”

“Idea how to get rid of suspicious Justin.”

I looked at him waiting for him to continue.

“One of us has to go on a date with someone”, he said clearly proud of himself. “It can be me, I can do it.”

“Well, I’m pretty sure I can go on a date too.”

“And I’m pretty sure it takes a while before someone grow balls to ask you out”.

“Excuse me?”, I stopped in place. “I can be nice or friendly or whatever… And I can go on a date”, I said and walked past him.

The opportunity of a date showed up sooner than I thought. Next day I was walking down the hall, looking at my phone and, of course, I walked into someone. Causing our books to fall on the ground.

“Shit, I’m sorry”, I said and looked up to see who I actually bumped into. “Hi, Marcus”, I smiled at him and I reached down to grab my books.

“Hi, Y/N”, he helped me picking up my things. “So, umm, how is it going?”

“Good, thanks”, I smiled when he handed me my books. “And how are you?”

“You know”, he sighed. “Trying to keep up with this C average or above bullshit.”

“Right”, I nodded my head. “Speaking of that, I have Math, so I have to go. See you around”, I waved at him and went towards class.

“Hey, listen”, he ran up to me. “So, umm… Would you like to go to Monet’s or Rosie’s sometime? Or Cresmont I don’t know?”

I stood there a little shocked.

“Were you talking to Monty?”, I asked. Now Marcus was shocked and confused. “Look, sorry, he just told me this week on chemistry I was undateable, whatever”, I shrugged off.

“Wow, he’s stupid”, he laughed a little.

“But yeah, I would like to go to Monet’s. Or Rosie’s. Or Cresmont.”

“Sooo… Let’s say Rosie’s tomorrow at 7?”

“Perfect”, I smiled.

“Good, see ya”.

I went to the Math thinking about this whole situation. It was kinda weird but dates were unusual for me in general ans suddenly after months and months of nothing Marcus asked me out right after I tried to convince Monty (and me) that I can actually get asked for a date.

Whatever, I’m not marrying him, I’m going for a free shake, I thought to myself.

“So you’re going out with Marcus?”, next day I jumped when I heard Monty talking to me because he showed up from nowhere.

“Jeez, you scared me. He already told all the jocks?”, I asked looking for a book in my locker.

“No, his friend did. So you are going out with him?”

“What are you, jealous?”, I shut locker’s door.

“You wish. I mean… Marcus?”

“Well, he’s kinda dumb and thinks world spins around him, but…” I shrugged. “I don’t even have to listen to him if it turn out he’s dumber than I think.”

“Wow, you set your standards high”, he said with sarcasm in his voice.

“Look who’s talking”, I literally looked at him. “You think girls don’t talk? Really Monty, freshman that just got in to cheerleaders team? Could you even try any less?”

“Big boobs”, he said shortly.

“Wow, you set your standards high”, I mimic his voice.

“Whatever”, Monty rolled his eyes. “Where are you and Marcus going?”

“Oh, you want me to tell you so you can show up there with your Ms big boobs? No way”, I shook my head.

“You’re afraid I’m gonna have better time?”

“You’re ridiculous. Good talk, Monty”, I patted his chest and walked into class.

***

I came to Rosie’s fashionable five minutes late. Marcus however was more fashionable than me - he arrived twenty five minutes late.

“Wow, you’re a classy date”, I said crossing my arms when he sat in front of me.

“I’m so sorry something stopped me”, he said. “But I’m so glad you didn’t just leave”, he gave me a little smile. “So chocolate-walnut shake? It’s the best, I swear.”

“I’m allergic to nuts. Strawberry will be okay.”

Marcus ordered our shakes, I took a deep breath. Just be nice, I told myself. Maybe he really got stopped by something important, you still can have a nice talk. Maybe it could still be nice if bunch of the jocks didn’t come in before we even got our drinks. Bryce, Troy, Zach and few others.

“Really, Dempsey?”, I mouthed at Zach. “Seriously? They came to keep an eye on your date?”, I asked Marcus.

“I swear I didn’t know they are coming. But I mean, it’s Rosie’s, everyone sits here all the time.”

“Yeah, you probably right, sorry”, I sighed.

The conversation with Marcus was off, felt pushed most of the times. Every few minutes there was either awkward silence or me having logorrhea in order to avoid that silence. He tried to do some little, subtle moves but I was so done that I successfully ignored them.
After two long hours I decided it’s time to go home. I told Marcus I had bus, he didn’t offer to walk me home and I was actually relieved, because I really didn’t know what else I could talk about. He walked off with his army od assholes I sat on the bus stop. Suddenly red Mustang stopped by.

“Hi, Tony”, I smiled when he opened window.

“Why are you here at this time alone?”, he asked.

“Ugh.. You know…”, I shrugged.

“Date went bad?”

“Something like that”, I nodded.

“Come in, I’ll drive you home”, Tony leaned and open passenger’s door for me.

“It’s okay, I don’t wanna be a problem, I have bus in like… Twenty minutes.”

“In twenty minutes you’ll be home, come in”, he insisted.

“Okay”, I agreed and got inside.

“So Marcus wasn’t the perfect date?”, Tony asked while driving.

“How do you…”

“It’s Liberty, please”, he rolled his eyes.

“Right”, I nodded. “Good thing I wasn’t really into it in the first place, so whatever”.

“Why did you go then?”

I thought about seriously for a second and decided to be honest not only with Tony but also with myself.

“I guess… I wanted to piss someone off… Or something”, I shrugged.

That was the truth. I wanted to make Monty jealous. It was stupid and naive because feelings were needed to cause jealousy and Montgomery had no feelings towards me.

“Wouldn’t it be easier to just talk to that person instead of that?”

“Nooo”, I shook my head. “Not with… Not with him.”

“Communication is the key, you’ll remember my words”, Tony said and stopped his car in front of my house.

“Thank you”, I smiled. “For the drive and wisdom of the day even though I’m probably not gonna use it.”

“I’m aware of that”, he nodded.

“Bye, Tony”, I said and left his car.

He waited until I got inside and drove away.
I talked to my parents, went to my room to leave my bag and took pyjamas and went to the bathroom. I came back from the shower and saw one new message and missed call from Zach.

Zach: U got home safe?

Y/N: Wow, now you care

Zach: ??? I separated from guys, went to my car and drove to the bus stop but you weren’t there

Y/N: well, Tony Padilla was faster and drove me home

Y/N: and after today you’re definitely my fav out of all my friends.

Me and Zach were never super close as friends but until today if I thought about it I’d say me and him were closer than him and Marcus.

Next day I met Monty at the parking, we arrived at the same time.

“How was your date?”, he asked.

“Very good. Marcus is actually super nice and funny”, I lied. “How was yours?”

“Good, we were at Cresmont”, he said looking down at the ground. “So are you going out with him again?”

“Maybe… Probably yes”, I will definitely go to hell for all those lies but seeing Monty’s jaw clenching was definitely worth it.

We separated when we walked inside. Montgomery went to talk to jocks, I went to my locker.

“Hi”, Marcus stood next to me, it took a lot of inner strength to not roll my eyes at him. But Monty’s was watching us, so I had to look as happy as I could.

“Hi”, I smiled.

“So, I know it’s probably too fast, cause we’ve been out just yesterday but today there is a party after game…”

“I don’t party on a week days”, I interrupted.

“I know”, he touched my arm. “But still I want to ask if maybe you’d like to go there… like with me. I’ll drive you home and everything.”

Every cell of my body wanted to tell “no”, but I quickly looked at Monty and saw his whole body clenched.

“I guess one party won’t kill me”, I said with a fake smile.

“Great. It starts right after game so I’ll just wait for you in my car after the game.”

“Okay, see ya”, I grabbed my things and went for PE.

I was walking behind the bleachers when I heard someone running towards me. I turned around and saw Monty.

“You really are going to party with Marcus?”, he asked angrily.

“Well, you clearly overheard everything, why are you asking?”

“This guy is an asshole!”

“So are you”, I crossed my arms at my chest. “And why do you even care? Why do you care, Montgomery?!”, I looked at him with my eyes wide open waiting for him to say something. Anything.

“ Because…”, he started looking everywhere but not at me. “Because you deserved better than him!”

“Right”, I slowly nodded my head looking down and bit my lower lip. “And I think that you’re afraid you’re gonna lose your regular banging”, I said and moved a little toward him.

He was looking me straight in the eyes, then grabbed my waist, pulled me closer and aggressively kissed my lips. He dominated this kiss like if he wanted to show who’s in charge. I moved away from him.

“I’m not you property”, I said and walked to PE.

I quickly changed and started warming up when Sheri stood next to me.

“I think you got something to tell me about”, he said, clearly pissed.

“Oh, yeah, I was at Rosie’s with Marcus, don’t ask”, I shook my head.

“I’m not talking about that”, she quickly looked around to check if someone can hear us. “I saw you and Monty behind the bleachers”, she said quietly.

I frozed for a moment. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out, I just didn’t know what to say. Sheri was my friend for so long and I was lying to her for months.

“PE is starting but then we’re skipping Peer Communication and going for a talk”, she said and all I could do was nodding my head.

***

“So?”, she asked when we sat behind the bleachers. “He kissed you, I saw it”

“Yes, I’m not gonna deny it. Okay, Sheri”, I took a deep breath. “You can’t tell anyone about that. Anyone. I mean it.”

“Okay, okay. I swear. I won’t even tell Jess.”

“Especially Jess! She would run straight to Justin and then everyone would know…”

“Okay, just start talking”, Sheri rushed me.

“Okay… I’ll just go straight to the point”, once again I took a deep breath. “Me and Monty have this kinda friends with benefits thing”, I said quickly.

She looked at me for a moment.

“You… Monty… what?”

“Please, don’t make me say that out loud again”, I rolled my eyes.

“I won’t… I’m just… Processing…”, she mumbled. “How did it started?”

“Kind of at that pool party at Bryce’s, kind of at Jessica’s party… I mean, he started at hot tub, I teased him, then he teased me, then we hooked up and then we hooked up again and just”, I shrugged.

“I shocked. I mean I’d never thought you’d ever be into hooking up. Especially with Monty”, she looked at me with eyes wide open. “I thought you almost hate him.”

“I don’t hate him. I just didn’t want people to connect me with him.”

“Past tense?”, she asked with a smirk.

“Not the point, Sheri”, I sighed.

We spent whole period hidden behind bleachers, I told her everything, maybe beside the fact that I probably started having some feelings towards him, but I wasn’t ready to admit that to myself not to mention admitting to someone else.

I spend the rest of the day avoiding Montgomery, Marcus and Zach who suddenly felt like he needed to talk to me, but he caught me warming up before opening basketball game.

“Y/N, listen”, he started.

“You have a game in ten minutes, warm up”, I said.

“About yesterday…”

“You are his friend, you went to check how thing were going, fine”, I shrugged.

“You’re my friend too.”

“Then you’re closer with him than with me, it’s fine”, I said and did double handspring to got away from him and also because I knew Montgomery was watching and he was a sucker for this.

***

Me and Marcus got to the party, he brought me a beer, paid a lot of attention to me, at least for first 45 minutes. After that time he was mostly focused on putting his hand somewhere on me - my shoulder, my back, my knee even though everytime I was gently moving his hand away.
I spotted Montgomery with his hands and jaw clenched while Zach was whispering something to him and then stopped him from going somewhere.
As party for going Marcus and I were sitting on the couch and he was becoming more and more annoying.

“Marcus, can you stop?”, I asked when I smacked his hand of my knee again.

“Come on, why don’t we have some fun?”, he said, his hand went on my thigh and his head got closer to my neck.

“Marcus, stop”, I said through my clenched teeth, I didn’t really want to make a scene.

Suddenly Montgomery showed up in front of us. He pushed Marcus, took my hand and pulled me up from the couch.

“What the hell, man?”

“Sorry Marcus, you’re not winning your bet”, he said and left the room making me go with him as he was still holding my hand.

“Bet? What bet?”, I asked.

“He had a bet that he’ll have sex with you”, Monty said with rage in his voice. “I should’ve come back there and beat the shit out of him.”

“No, you shouldn’t. Did you know about that? The bet?”

“Jeez, of course I didn’t. I got to know at the party. Get in the car”, he opened door for me.

“Don’t talk to me like that”, I said.

“Please, just get in the fucking car”, he said looking me angrily into eyes.

I got inside and slammed the door.

“I’m grateful you took me away from him but  don’t you ever dare to talk to me like this”, I repeated when he got into the car and start driving.

“He was having his hands all over you and your biggest problem is the way I talk to you right now?!”

“You don’t own me, Montgomery”, I said looking him in the face but he was looking straight on the road, avoiding meeting my eyes. “Where are we going?”, I sighed. No response. “Monty, you’re scaring me”, I said quietly. Still no response. “Fine”, I chuckled and crossed my arms on my chest.

Few minutes later he stopped car in the area of old warehouses.

“What are we doing here?”, I asked.

“Marcus was the one who was trying to fuck you and I feel like you’re mad at me.”

“I am mad at you for treating me like I’m yours. I’m not”, I said not looking at him.

He put his fingers on my chin and turned my face towards him.

“I know you’re not. But I won’t let anyone treat you like a mattress”, he said with his face close to me.

“Right, I’m too busy being your mattress”, I said looking at his lips.

His lips crashed mine. Our tongues were fighting. I was so mad at him, but he affected me in way I didn’t know before and I just didn’t want him to stop. His hand started rubbing me through my jeans, a little moan escaped my mouth.

“I’m still mad at you”, I mumbled under my breath when his lip moved down my neck leaving wet kisses.

“Backseat”, he ordered.

I crawled to the back, took of my shirt before Monty got on top of me. I tangled me fingers into his hair when he kissed crook of my neck and unzipped my jeans.

“Fucking skinny jeans”, he mumbled when moved away from me trying to slide them down my legs.

I reached his belt and started undoing it when without a word of warning he slided two fingers into me.

“Oh fuck”, I moaned.

„You may be mad but you’re wetter than ever”, he said pumping in and out.

“Monty…”, I whispered palming him through his boxers, “I want you to fuck me.”

“As you wish”, he said and leaned to give me a deep kiss.

Second later I felt him thrusting in and out fast and hard. Montgomery pinned my hips down before I even lift them.

“Babe”, he growled in the crook of my neck.

His hand found mine and our fingers tangled together,

“You feel so good”, he groaned thrusting in me faster and faster.

“Fuck, Monty…”, I digged my nails in his shoulder.

“I know, baby, come on”, his hand went down and he started rubbing my clit with his thumb.

“Oh, God, don’t stop…”, I moaned under my heavy breath and then I lost it.

“Fuck”, he howled.

Car was full of our breathless moans, Monty rode out our high and rest his forehead on mine, I played with his hair for a moment.

“I should go home”, I said quietly.

“Can you drive or should I give you a ride home?”, he asked giving me my long lost shirt.

“I can drive, that one beer I drunk got sweated out well”, I patted his shoulder. “My car is at school so if you could… Shit”, I sighed as I was crawling back to the passenger’s seat.

“What?”

“My bag is at Bryce’s.”

“So we’re going to Bryce and the to the school”, he said and give me kiss on a temple.

What the actual fuck, I thought.

I couldn’t even be mad at him for playing with my feelings because he didn’t know they were any. I was mad at myself and I hated the way this kiss felt. And I hated the way my heart skipped a bit when he rubbed my knee during drive.

That moment it was clear to me that I was falling for him, even though it was the most stupid thing any girl could do – fall for Montgomery de la Cruz and if there was anything I knew I could do about this it was one thing – stop whatever was going on between us.

Morning Cuddles

Pairing: Philip Hamilton x reader

Words: 514

Warnings: sex mention

Request: Requested by anonymous: From the 799 writing prompts 16 & 26 with Philip?

Prompts: “Did you enjoy yourself last night?” “Come back to bed.”

A/N: KENZY WROTE THIS I LOVE HER SO MUCH SHE’S SO PRECIOUS (her blog is @cinnamonbuneliza please go follow her she’s amazing!!!!!)

Your eyes opened slowly and you stretched out across the bed. You looked over at Phillip, a smile spreading over your face as you glanced over his sleeping figure. His nose was scrunched up and his hair had fallen over his face, hiding his dozens of freckles. His chest rose and fell as he snored quietly. You moved closer to him, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your head on his chest.

You looked up at him, smiling when you saw his eyes open. You adjusted your position, putting your head back on the pillow next to him and kissing his cheek gently.

“Did you enjoy yourself last night?” You asked, smirking slightly.

Phillip blushed, nodding slowly. “Of course. It was incredible…” Phillip mumbled sleepily, wrapping his arms around you and smiling. “You look so good naked.”

You blushed, laughing quietly. “You’re not too bad yourself, Hamilton. You get tired easily, don’t you?”

“Well, yesterday was a long day. The sex just kinda added to my exhaustion,” Phillip said, shrugging slightly. He wrapped his arms around you, resting his head on your shoulder. “I love you so much…”

“And I love you. But I was planning on meeting with some friends so you might wanna let go,” You said, poking his nose and attempting to get out of his arms. “Phillip…”

“Babe, you’re so warm. Stay with me, please? I’ll make breakfast for you, I’ll play with your hair, we can light some candles and be all romantic and snuggly…”

“Phillip,” You repeated, interrupting him. “You know that sounds incredible to me, but I really do need to get going. We can do all those things later.”

“Ugh, fine,” Phillip mumbled, pouting and releasing his grip on you. You got out of bed, heading into the bathroom and getting ready for the day ahead. When you returned, Phillip was looking up at you with sad eyes. “Come back to bed?” He asked quietly, patting the spot next to him.

You checked the time, biting your lip. “Oh, alright. Five minutes isn’t going to hurt anyone,” You said, smiling and climbing back into bed quickly. You relaxed as Phillip wrapped his arms around you, closing your eyes and sighing happily.

“You do realize I’m not letting go, right?” He mumbled, playing with your hair gently.

You nodded slowly. “I figured. But you can explain to your mother why I was still in your arms when I was supposed to be having coffee with her.” Phillip sat up, quickly letting go of you.

“Oh, I just remembered, I can’t stay in bed. You should head off,” He said quickly, blushing. You let out a soft laugh, kissing his forehead and heading out of your apartment. 

Things my sister said while playing Skyrim {Sentence Starters}

  • “Ugh, he’s always trying to seduce me. I hate it.”
  • “Oh, it’s the old lady that has a dagger.”
  • “No, I don’t wanna do a good deed and I don’t want to talk to you.”
  • “I can just stick it in my chestplate. Shove it in there.”
  • “I did it. I beat the hill!”
  • “You wanna see? I can rip it out right now!”
  • “Why is this goat following me? The goat is my enemy.”
  • “No, I want this apple pie. ‘Scuse me, guys.”
  • “Help! I’m stuck in a house!”
  • “I have no friends. I have to take out an army, myself.”
  • “I’ll punch a mammoth if I have to!”
  • “Does it look like I want to fight this guy? Apparently!”
  • “Oh, he wants me.”
  • “Guess who’s a rich man. Not me. HA! Just kidding.”
  • “It said trading caravans, but I thought it said trading cards.”
  • “No, can you punch him?”
  • “Gotta go fast. No, gotta go faster.”
  • “I hate this place. I’m going somewhere else.”
  • “Oh my gosh, I am on fire.”
  • “Let me get through my dysfunctional stage, first.”
  • “All I can do is waddle.”
  • “I thought those guys were nice.”
  • “I have no idea where I am or what I’m doing.”
  • “Maybe I’ll get a job, a family.”
  • “You wanna try making me fly?”
  • “Watching me is a religious experience.”
  • *imitates high-pitched whistle*
  • “My heart went 'oh no.’ ”
  • “I can’t twerk when I’m in your arms.”

[Part I of this is here.]

Ahsoka: [yelling above the din of the room] Everyone, please! Quiet! Now look: I’ve separated you all so that you’ll stop trying to kill each other…and other things. 
[Vaderkin hands Gardner Kenobi a daisy. He blushes. Ahsoka rolls her eyes and murmurs “oh my God” under her breath.]
Ahsoka: [continuing] …obviously, something is messed up in the timeline. And we have to figure out how to fix it, and save my Master from becoming Darth Vader. [to Canon Anakin and Obi-Wan] I want you two to come with me, so we can find out where in the timeline we need to change things. [to the group] The rest of you, stay here. Kenobis: it goes without saying, but you’re in charge. 
Pirate Kenobi: I propose I join you. You might need me. I can be very persuasive. [he winks at the Anakins, who all sigh]
Canon Kenobi: I don’t think that’ll be necessary, I mean, I am the Negotiator –
Canon Anakin: [way too eagerly] He should come along. Uh, he could be, y’know. Good. To have around. [Canon Kenobi stares at him judgmentally] What?
Ahsoka: Ugh, fine. Pirate Kenobi can come. But that’s it! 
Gardener Anakin: Not even me?
Ahsoka: Especially not you. 
Maul: [bursting through the door] I demand to join you! 
Ahsoka: [rubbing her temples] …oh Lord, is Filoni writing this thing? Maul, what the hell are you doing here?
Maul: Same thing you are, Lady Tano. Trying to fix things that went wrong. I insist you bring me on this quest of yours. 
Ahsoka: You don’t even want to save the universe! You just wanna kill Sidious so you can take it over yourself! 
Maul: I have just as much reason to want to set things right as you do. Perhaps we can make it so that my life was never ruined by the Sith. I could be spared years of torment! And I am a good warrior. You might need me. 
Ahsoka: [sighs] I can’t believe I’m saying this, but fine: you can come, too.
Canon Kenobi: [indignant] Oh come on!
Ahsoka: Maybe we can try to go far enough back in the timeline that we can stop everything before it starts. It might be helpful to have Maul with us in case we run into another Maul at some point. OK guys: let’s go. 

[they leave, and emerge in a different place and time] 

Ahsoka: [looking around] This doesn’t look right at all…
Canon Kenobi: [reading from a datapad] It appears to me that we may have gone forward in time, not back.
Pirate Kenobi: [to a mysterious young man heading towards them down the hallway] Well, hello there.
Poe Dameron: [dumbstruck] Whoa.  

@albaparthenicevelut @resistancepilots I am dedicating this one to you two specifically because of its Gardener/Pirate content. Please know that just writing that sentence alone just now made me laugh out loud.  

- Foolish -

I got an idea and wrote a thing over the course of a few days that started out trying to take the Cross x Dream comic’s plot and make a Dreamswap version of it, minus the pairing.

Originally I was trying to prove what a hilarious disaster it would be if that same concept happened in Dreamswap (even without the pairing) but then it shifted into something else entirely and actually turned out KINDA GOOD??

Like. I’m pretty proud of this dumb thing.

Original character creators:
Dream and Nightmare -> @jokublog
Cross -> @jakei95
Error -> @loverofpiggies
Ink -> @comyet

Also, since I haven’t had a chance to mention it, DS!Nightmare’s staff is actually more of a weapon than original Dream’s. The crescent moons are sharp; on one end, it’s double-sided, and on the other, the outside is dull so he can dramatically stand there with his hands on it.


Cross: Nightmare, help me the frick out.

Nightmare: Ugh, what now?


Cross: Help me help Ink realize that he’s an idiot.

Nightmare: Well, brutal honesty and harsh criticism are what I do best.

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CAN WE ALL JUST APRECIATE PETER MAXIMOFF (EVAN PETERS ESPECIALLY) AND HIS HAIR BECAUSE:

1. HIS HAIR IS REALLY FLOOFFY AND SOFT AND UGH I JUST, WANNA TOUCH IT. CAN I PLEASE.
2. ITS SILVER. WHAT MORE CAN YOU ASK FOR???
3. HE WORE A WIG TO THE GROUP THERAPY SESSION IM CRYING
4. HIS HAIR WAS SHORTER IN XMEN APOCALYPSE AND ITS DOING THINGS TO ME UGH

Don’t wanna dance alone (Peter Quill x reader)

A/N: This is the last part of this series unless you can convince me to do more. I mean it took one demand to prompt me to start writing this in the first place so I guess I’m easily swayed, but yeah for now I want to leave it at this and focus on getting the rest of the stuff I’ve written edited and posted. Ugh my resolve is already breaking and I haven’t even posted yet. Okay just enjoy the thing and let me know what you want next. My ask box is more available than me circa 2008-2011.

Part uno, dos, tres, cuatros, cinco

Warnings: language, Groot cuteness, the guardians being the best bros in the galaxy, no violence this time, other than that just the inference of sex

Originally posted by food-oriented

“That is not her power, fool. She is in a stasis. She has to…” Gamora looked at Peter for the words.

“Grow?”

“I thought it was more like transformation.” Rocket was scratching his head and using the butt of his gun to poke the chrysalis.

“So we break her out then.” Drax stepped forward.

“No!” The others shouted except Groot who just said “Groot.”

“She breaks herself out?”

“I guess we wait?” Peter looked to Gamora.

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anonymous asked:

Heyy! I have a question i dont know if you are familiar with the movie the golden conpass but im that universe everyone has a "daemon" which is kind off like a portion of your own soul That resides outside the person as an animal companion. I dont know if that made any sense😂 but if it did what do you think the daemons of the batfam would be. Sorry if it made no sense😅

YES, I HAVE! I WATCHED THIS MOVIE SO MANY TIMES WHEN I WAS A KID!! It took me a while to answer this because I really had to think about the animals.

ALFRED PENNYWORTH

He would have a pine marten, like the girl in the movie (im pretty sure it was a pine marten). It would check on the boys and report back to Alfred to let him know if they’re doing anything stupid or not. It would also be very cute if it rested on Alfred’s shoulders while he walks around.

“Master Damian is planning on sneaking out again tonight.”

“Master Jason stole some of your cookies from Master Tim.”

“Master Dick bought a new stash of cereal, there was a sale apparently.”

BRUCE WAYNE

A bat would be an obvious choice but I’m gonna have to say a panther. Just imagine a menacing black panther walking along side Bruce in W.E. When it’s around people it doesn’t know, it’ll raise its guard up, but back at the manor it turns into a playful daemon. 

“I don’t trust that man, you should keep an eye out for him, Bruce.”

“He seems suspicious, want me to follow him?”

“I wanna go back home, I’m so bored! I wanna play!”

DICK GRAYSON

Idk why but I feel like his daemon would be a cat?? His daemon would be a sassy, funny, black cat who can be really dramatic sometimes, like him. It would always try to discover new things every day. It would also be really close to Bruce’s daemon.

“What does this button do? It’s so tempting.”

“Ugh my life is over, this is it for me, Dick! There’s no more catnip!!”

“You’re really going to wear that to your date tonight? Jeez, when Jason said you have terrible fashion sense, he wasn't joking.”

JASON TODD

A sly fox. A fox with a crude sense of humor. It would be a little mischevious daemon with a knack for adventure. It flirts with every girl it sees. It’s also Jason’s wing man, well, wing daemon.

“Come on, hurry up, Jason! Let’s go on patrol!! The night awaits!”

“How many times do I have to try to get someone to like you?! You dub everyone who comes your way!”

“Yeah, Jason and I died once, but did you die? I don’t think so.”

TIM DRAKE

I would say a sloth just to be funny because the kid doesn’t sleep but nah. I think his daemon would be a bunny since they’re really smart and always active. It knows Tim should sleep but it’s one of the reasons why he stays awake, they both just have so much to do!

“Tim, guess what!? I hacked into North Korea’s military base again! Wanna see what I found!?”

“You know, we’re so sleep deprived, this is so unhealthy. I’m pretty sure we could both die if we keep doing this….oh well! At least we have each other!”

“Do fish get thirsty? Has that thought ever crossed your mind? I know it’s 4 in the morning but I need answers.”


DAMIAN WAYNE

A chihuahua. Yup. A yapping cute little chihuahua with a big mouth. It may be small, but this daemon doesn't mind picking a fight with bigger daemons. It would even ask his father’s daemon if it wants to brawl for fun.

“Why won't you come down here and say that to my face, you scoundrel!!”

“Call me small one more time!! You mess with me, you get the paws!!”

“You got problems with small daemons like me?! I’ll give you another reason to add to those problems!!”

~

I don’t know what the girls would have. Since I barely read any comics, idk much about them. I do know their backstories but that still doesn’t give me much info. Same with Duke Thomas. So if anyone wants to add the girls and Duke, please do so!

anonymous asked:

Have you ever done an analysis on the gifset you just reblogged, with Phil saying 'You loved it, you wanna do it more'? When I first watched that moment I thought it was very flirtatious, the sort of thing that (back then) they wouldn't have normally said anywhere except at home with the cameras off

Could you pls talk about the you loved it iconic moment? I believe there’s not much to say apart from the obvious teasing and giggling but I still adore to read your opinions and what you believe they thought during that kind of moments ♡

ugh wow BLESS both of you for asking about this moment, bc i am truly emotional over how much i love this moment and really the whole scene that precedes it with phil quizzing dan about dragon words. you might think i don’t have a lot to say but like,,, do you know me?? ?? ?? naturally, i have SO MANY FEELINGS ABOUT THIS and am hAPPY to ramble about it at length. 

this video came out a few months before i started watching dan and phil and i remember going on an odyssey of watching all of their videos and seeing this moment and thinking that it felt so substantially different to any other particular scene from their vids in the past few years. and i decided that it’s because it is one of the only times where dan treats one of phil’s questionable remarks/innuendos as though it’s directly being addressed to him (bc it literally is lol) and he reacts accordingly (that blush!!!! the averted eyes!! !) when i first saw it i couldn’t decide if i thought it was super fucking cute or just horrifically cringe and awkward (i still kind of think it is the latter tbh, because something about it makes you, the viewer, really aware that THEY are really aware of the camera and the audience and you can physically feel them being constrained by this amorphous audience gaze in that moment). i settled on it being both though–that awkwardness is definitely there, where they’re flirting but they’re doing it in a somewhat stiff manner and dan is clearly searching for a sarcastic reply to phil’s “you wanna do it more,” in order to turn it into a typical ‘weird phil/normal dan’ exchange. this is why he starts saying “alright–that’s–that was–” but he’s clearly a bit too flustered to come up with anything witty and dismissive. so then there’s a really obvious jump cut and it’s just ,,, so good. cute that phil succeeded in making dan so flustered and just sat there gently giggling about it in his very phil way, cute that dan was so blush and giggly too, and then super fuckin cute and significant that they decided to LEAVE THIS WHOLE ExCHANGE IN THE VID and happily share it with us. i mean looking back on it now there’s hardly anything remarkable about it in comparison to all of the ridiculous and blatant flirting they get up to these days on dapg, but for that time it seems like the decision to not cut that part out was a big one. 

regarding the lil quiz scene before it … damn. some actual Gold. i feel like dan was genuinely surprised by phil introducing this bit (as in, it wasn’t pre-planned at all) and i love how candid his reaction to it feels. i think that the lack of preparedness for it is the reason that dan seems unable to even slightly conceal his fondness throughout. it’s just bursting out of him no matter how much he bites down on his smile, and it’s so fucking cute. the way he almost proudly is like ‘if you’re wondering what it’s like to be phil’s friend in any social situation … he comes prepared with icebreakers,’ to underscore how creative and funny phil is. THE LEVEL OF WARMTH AND SOFTNESS IN HIS VOICE and the cute, disgruntled exasperation when he’s like “that’s a phil” in response to “skeen,” it’s so!!!!!!!! ! !! ! ! the really intense way he just stares at phil with a tiny smile when phil is wrapping up the quiz and saying “come for the game leave with some knowledge.” ahhhhhh. dan tried so hard to maintain that sarcastic veneer of like,, ‘phil wtf u and ur weird ideas this is so dumb wtf it’s taking the momentum out of the game wtf i’m going to roll my eyes so hard they fall out w t f’ but like in actuality it is one of the softest things i have ever seen. it really reminds me of one of my ABSOLUTE FAVORITE dnp videos: the great baby animal quiz. i used to watch this ALL THE TIME when i was sick or sad bc it’s a solid 2 and a half minutes of some of the softest bants they’ve ever had, and dan just blatantly adoring the shit out of phil and his animal facts :( they are so cute and good and nice :(

Faith [M]

Originally posted by rapnamu

CHAPTER TWO

Chapters: [1]

Pairing: Namjoon X Reader

Word Count: 3,569

Genre & Warnings: Fluff & Smut….and ANGST. I’M SORRY. 

Notes: This chapter seems a bit fragmented because it takes place over the period of a year. I wanted to show how good and cute they were together. 


“Where are your pants?”

You look up from your movie to see Namjoon had let himself in again. This was slowly becoming the norm over the past month that you’d been seeing each other, and you found that it didn’t bother you in the slightest. In fact, you were pretty sure it gave you those warm, tingly, butterfly feelings everyone always went on about. 

“I’m sorry, sir, but in this household we follow a no pants rule. The only exception is pajamas or if we have to wear pants to leave the apartment.” You pat the empty seat next to you on the couch, and watch as he kicks off his shoes and pants before dropping into it, obviously exhausted. 

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Slow Burn - Part 4

Pairing: firefighter!Dean x Reader

Word Count:  2,826

Summary: The reader is reluctantly setup on a blind date and it doesn’t go as planned. Is there an instant spark or is it a slow burn?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3


“Come here.” Dean gently grabs your hand. He pulls you out of the kitchen and down the hall into a bedroom and closes the door.

“Let me see your phone, sweetheart.”

You hand it over and Dean enters his number then calls himself.

“There.” He says with a smile.

“I hate to rush this but I have to go.” He pulls you into a tight hug. He gives you a quick kiss and then rests his forehead on yours.

“Can I see you again soon?” Dean wonders sounding unsure of himself. Crazy boy.

“Um. I’d fucking hope so. We’re engaged.” You smirk.

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