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College Library

5 times Will failed at conversation with Nico, and One time he succeeded


The first time Will Solace spoke to the raven-haired kid known as Nico Di Angelo, was in the campus Library. Will had gone into the building to study for an upcoming medical exam and was not planning on basically staring at the skinny boy with an aviator jacket the whole time. However, Will’s life doesn’t always go according to plan.

At first, Will just stared at Nico over the top of his medical book. He’s pretty sure he’s in the chapter about treating broken bones, but it could also be about stitching up surgical cuts. He’s not completely sure.

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That Sugar Babe (Take all of me) (David Harbour SMUT)

A/N: ok. I’m out of control. SO MUCH SMUT OHMYGOD OHMYGOD OHMYGOD (David Harbour makes me very, very thirsty and this is how I process. Enjoy 😉)

Based on Beyoncé’s, “Yonće/Partition” and “Blow”.

Tagged: @davidkharbours @jobean12-blog @flamehairedwritings @lucifer-in-leather @darthnerd25 @jimjams83 @artistic-beauty @this-is-mysuperwholockd-design @atari-writes @alahmorah @imagine-hopper @imagines-oneshots-blog @warmbeardsandredwine @lostinmysticfalls


“We’re never gonna make it in time.”

I said, rolling the window back up and popping my head inside. David was sitting next to me, eyes on my ass. I smacked his arm and he chuckled, pulling me on top of him.

“Good. I didn’t wanna go anyway.”

He kissed my neck, making me shiver instantly. It was crazy – the effect he had on me. But who wanted safe and normal and boring and ordinary, anyways?

I placed my hands on his shoulders to create some distance. Lord knew we needed it.

“You might win a Golden Globe.”

“I’m already winning.”

He smiled widely, hands moving down the sides of my thighs. He pulled me closer. A little, startled whine escaped my lips, quickly replaced by his magnificent lips. His fingers moved upwards, twining in my hair and I should’ve swatted them away. I should’ve been worried about messing up my hair and my suit but his tongue was moving with mine – and suddenly, I couldn’t really think anymore.

Cupping his face in my hands, my hips gyrated against his. He groaned, tugging at the roots of my hair, pulling me closer; lips pressing harder, tongues dancing more intricately to a samba I couldn’t quite shake.

His hands made their way down my back to press against my ass, before he slid them forward, tugging at my trouser buttons. I whispered a soft yes. And even through the material of his trousers, I could feel his cock twitch at my words.

David lifted me up and moved me sideways, so I was the one with my back pressed against the plush leather seats of the limo stuck in LA traffic. He bent between my legs, dragging my trousers down so they pooled around my ankles. With his massive palms, he spread my legs, fingertips moving over my sensitive skin, quickly replaced by his magnificent lips. Eyes on me, he pressed kisses up the insides of my thighs until his mouth was hovering in front of my pussy.

He traced a finger over my damp panties, brought it to his lips, licked it clean.

And I swear, I quivered.

He pulled down the material between him and what he wanted quickly, pressing a soft kiss to my entrance. My legs spread of their own accord, needing him to make me cum. Head falling back, I tried to muffle my moans but the look in his eyes – God, that look in his eyes alone could make me cum.

He dragged his tongue suddenly, up my whole length, making me tremble. His fingers massaged my folds while his tongue lapped up my wetness. I closed my eyes, wanting to feel this holy, life-changing feeling to the fullest, bathe in its benefits. But he stopped.

Pupils wide, he looked up from between my legs and dragged his lips over his lips.

“You wanna cum in my mouth, baby?”

I nodded. But he didn’t look satisfied. He buried his head once more but this time, sucked my clit so loudly, I thought my spirit escaped my body. A gasp left my lips as soon as he removed contact, looking up at me again.

“Do you wanna cum in….”

My eyes closed and something visceral, feral, completely animalistic rose in me. I felt my nipples harden at the sound of his voice. Lord, he sounded so sexy – I swear he should just be one of those phone sex operators.

“Yes, daddy.”

I whispered. David smirked, the bastard, and lowered his head down once more. And he showed me no damn mercy. The air thickened with the obscene noises our mouths made. My body melted. My pussy throbbed - waiting to, wanting to cum. I gripped the leather seats, scratching the surface. And my grip tightened and tightened and tightened until I was shaking and seeing stars behind my eyes, begging over and over again, praying, for release.

My fingers slid into his hair, pushing his head closer. I wanted, needed more friction – I wanted him to make my world explode. But he continued – leaving me burning at the pyre of pleasure.


He didn’t stop, taking his sweet, slow damn time. A flick of his tongue, then a suck of my clit, a kiss here, a kiss there until there it was. There it damn well was. The dam to Eden crumbled to pieces. A cry of relief cascaded from my lips, feeling the small space fill with the sound of my high.

David attended to my overstimulated clit, tongue moving to lap up my cum – like he was a man who had been deprived of food for centuries.

“Guess I won’t be needing dinner, then.”

He said from between my legs, wiping any stray bits of my wetness away with the handkerchief that was just a moment ago in his coat pocket. I smirked, leaning in to kiss him, tasting myself on his lips. Pulling away, I got dressed again and we still hadn’t moved a centimetre – still ossified where we were in the LA metropolitan area.

“We might be stuck here all night.”

He mentioned, casually, like he wasn’t hard and straining - like he wasn’t just aching for my mouth on his cock.


I said, kissing the side of his neck. He growled when I palmed him over his trousers.

“There’s plenty of winning still left for you to do.”

Iron Man & Mrs. King (20/20)

Pairing: Tony x Reader
Word Count: 1366
Warnings: Domestic Abuse, fluff, some swearing. JARVIS is still an AI, Bucky is part of the team.

Originally posted by hughxjackman

6 months later, Asgard

Y/N stood on a balcony overlooking a training courtyard that was filled with Sif’s warriors. Odin and Loki kept watch next to her as one of Sif’s latest trainees was sparing against a man covered in the day’s bruises. He was slightly skinnier and his face no longer held his signature sneer, but Wayne was still very recognizable.

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a first date with zach herron would include:

-him suggesting it be a double date because he is way too nervous to go by himself

-you, him, and two of your mutual friends go to see a movie together (i was thinking the emoji movie but i don’t think that’s right for a first date)

-him blushing more than normal the entire time that all of you are at dinner before the movie 

-him getting enough confidence to hold your hand for the first time about halfway through the movie

-he ends up playing with your fingers and tracing random designs on the back of your hand as he gets more and more comfortable with the feeling of your hand in his

-when there’s about five minutes left in the movie, the two of you finally notice that your friends are having a heated make out session right next to you

-him kissing you softly saying that he “wanted to do it earlier but was too nervous but now that they were doing it he thought it was okay”

-you both giggling like kindergarteners after pulling away from your short but sweet kiss

-him driving you to get ice cream after the movie

-him driving you home after ice cream, suddenly being much more hyper becaue of the burst of sugar, causing him to have a jam session to whatever music was playing

-him parking in your driveway to drop you off, giving you a quick kiss before you climbed out of the car

-you telling him to call you when he got home

-him, calling out to you to tell you that you looked gorgeous for what must have been the twelfth time tonight

The Girl at the Office - Joe Sugg

Request: Idk if you would but could you write one where y/n is kind of a loner in school and then one day Joe starts talking to her and has a crush on her but she won’t accept the compliments thinking he’s playing a prank or something and she’s like really depressed and yet she doesn’t believe him, he’s the only person she can talk to. Idk like make it cute? I’m trying my best since this being my first time asking someone to write one 💙

Smut: No

Requests are OPEN!

A/N: So I changed this up quite a bit since I wasn’t really inspired to write the “school” plot but I did want to write it as it was your first time asking! ( know it’s taken me some time but like I said, I wasn’t inspired. Also, I know Joe has left Gleam (tears) but for this, he’s still part of it!

I hope you like it :)


Meeting after meeting, he felt as if the day had been going on forever. At this point, he wasn’t even listening; subconsciously nodding his head to whatever was being said and hoping he would receive an email filling him in later. He rested his chin on his right hand as his left hand played with his phone, spinning it on the table. He looked over at the clock, 7pm. He had been here for 12hrs already and by the muffling sounds around him, it didn’t look like he was heading home for a while. As his eyes drifted from the clock, they landed on her. 

He looked through the glass walls of the office he was in and watched as she began shutting everything off. She was fairly new, having only worked here for a month but he still hadn’t worked up the courage to speak to her. She didn’t look like the kind of girl who would go for someone like him. He was weird, immature and made videos in his room for a living. She was posh; liking her designer brands, heels and accessories. He sighed as she turned off her desk light, picked up her purse and headed towards the exit. Two hours later and he was finally finished. 

The next day, he was back at it again but something was different this time. They were on the same side of the glass walls. She sat on the opposite side of the table with a notepad in hand, her phone resting beside it. The meeting carried on as normal, no one addressing the fact that there was a new member to the group but he couldn’t ignore her that easily. As everyone decided to break for lunch, she returned from the kitchen with a salad in hand and began eating. He sat there, eating one of the sandwiches he had made at home and the room remained silent; not a single word was spoken. 

The meeting started again and since, once again, he was only paying attention to her, it ended fairly quick. He looked at the time, 8:43pm. He was meant to be meeting the boys for a couple of drinks at their favourite spot but after the day he had, who knows if he’d actually make it there.

“I can’t believe you do that everyday.” She said, her voice quiet and calming.

“The trick is to not pay attention and wait for the email they send out immediately afterwards.” He explained, laughing. “Hey,” He said, stopping her from leaving the room. “I noticed you don’t really talk to many people around here…”

“I prefer to keep to myself in the office, stay out of the way.” She replied. For someone who likes flashy things, she sure doesn’t like the spotlight.

“Do you want to come out with me and a couple of my friends? We’re just heading for a couple of drinks.” He didn’t know what possessed him to ask her, as he was just going to ditch and go home anyway but his mouth had reacted before his brain and suddenly, they were on their way to the bar.

The night was calm, just as he expected it to be. The boys had already ordered him a beer, not thinking he would bring someone so he headed to buy her a drink. She sat next to him, keeping her hand on the bottle at all times and remained quiet. She wouldn’t speak unless spoken to and he was beginning to feel as if she felt left out so he ignored the boys and put his attention on her. They began talking as if they had known each other their whole lives and everything felt natural between them. They laughed, joked and even shared a couple flirtatious looks.

As the night came to an end, he insisted he walked her home even though she only lived down the street. They walked in silence but it wasn’t awkward. His hand brushed hers a couple of times but he was too nervous to take hold of it. Arriving at the house, he sighed as he realized the night was officially over.

“Thank you for walking me.” She said, unlocking her front door. She turned back around to him and placed a soft, gentle kiss on his right cheek. She pulled back, smiled at him before disappearing into her house.

Love and War (chapter 9)

Strange Magic

Bog/Marianne, T rating

This is a story about two kingdoms, side by side, but worlds apart. And at war.

When the Bog King finally wins his war against the Fairy Kingdom, he decides that a political marriage with the eldest daughter of the deposed Fairy King will help to promote peace.

Obviously, he’s never met Marianne.


Nobody is in the corridor when Roland steps into Marianne’s bedroom and closes the door.

A dressing table stands agains the wall opposite the bed; he moves to it—cosmetics and brushes stand on the tabletop, not what he’s looking for at the moment.

The design of the table is one with which he’s familiar; a classical antique by one of the kingdom’s best artists. Roland has a cheaper imitation version in his own room. The table is supported by two curved pillars, with two unobtrusive cabinet doors that swing out. He opens the first one, pulls out the top drawer.

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Meet the parents - Dan

Anon:  Hello love, :) would you make a smut where y/n is meeting Dan’s parents for the first time and Dan starts to tease her without his parents seeing… Thanks xxx

A/N: I’ve been pretty lazy with requests today, i’m sorry! , Enjoy! xx 

Warning: smut.


I was sitting in the car tangling my hair between my fingers. It was a thing i did when I was nervous, I would have chewed my nails down to nothing, but i had to look presentable. See, Dan and I were going to his parents house for the week. But the thing is, I have never met them before, and I generally was never good when it came to meeting people, especially my partner’s parents. I began to tap on my knees and making sounds from my mouth. Dan gave me a look, raising his eyebrow as he drove. 

“(Y/n) What are you doing?” 

“Oh. sorry” 

“You don’t have to be nervous, they already know everything about you” 

Dan put a hand on my knee and gave it a reassuring squeeze. I knew he was trying to use words to make the situation better, but honestly it wasn’t, I felt like I had to live up to some godly standard now and that they were going to be disappointed that I was dating their son. I exhaled and looked out of the window, placing one of my hands over Dan’s , squeezing it back. I hope everything was going to be alright.

about 10 minutes later, we pulled up into a driveway. I looked at Dan nervously, I could feel my hands beginning to shake with such nervous distress. He pulled me into a hug and rubbed circles into my back.

“Babe it’s going to be alright, I love you, and so will they” 

“ *Sigh* I hope so. I can’t stress how nervous I am though, I’m not good with people” 

He calmed me down for a little bit longer and then stepped out over the car, rushing over to my side to open the car door. He was chivalrous for a dork, but I loved him nonetheless. I climbed out of the car and gave him a kiss on the lips. He pushed my back into the car and kissed me back, but as I went to pull back, his teeth tugged onto my lip, as playful as it was, now was not the time for him to be horny. I gave him a look and he laughed, backing off. We pulled our bags out of the car and then walked up to the front door, ringing the doorbell. 

The door opened and I swear my heart skipped a beat. Dan’s mother and father both stood at the door, awaiting to greet us. Dan walked up and hugged both of his parents while I stood there a little awkwardly. I really, really wasn’t good with people. Before I knew it, Dan’s mum roped me in for a hug, followed by his father. They both had such bright smiles, I could see where Dan got it from, as well as his looks. He was a spitting image of his father.  

“Well Hello (Y/n), It’s so nice to finally meet you, Dan tells us so much. He’s really smitten about you.”

I looked at Dan and blushed severely, I began to stammer my words, not being able to form a proper sentence until Dan places his hands on my shoulders and saves the day. 

“She gets like this when she’s nervous, I personally think it’s adorable” 

I blushed even more as I looked to Dan’s parents rather embarrassed. They invited us inside, so we both picked up our bags and walked inside. His mother motioned us into the living room, so we both walked in and  sat down on the sofa. Dan placed his arm around me, so that I come in a little closer. He was quite warm, but i didn’t mind that at all. Dan’s mum and Dad sat down on the sofa opposite and watched us as Dan stole little kisses from me. 

His father chuckled “Dan my boy, save some of it for later” We both looked at each other, Dan laughed with his father, but this was just one big embarrassment party for me, I didn’t know what to do or say. I laughed nervously as I rubbed the back of my neck until his mum cut in. 

“So (Y/n), What do you do for a living?” 

“Oh I’m an interior designer”

“Oh my, that sound’s exciting,  I’ve wanted to change this place up a little bit, but I just didn’t know what to do. i would actually love some of your input.”

I smiled at her and placed my hand on Dan’s knee, giving it a squeeze of comfort. I was okay. She liked me. That was all I needed. She offered to give me a tour of the home so I could help her with some ideas, So I went with her, I figured this would be a good time for Dan to get some time in with his dad as well. I gave Dan a kiss and walked off with his mum into the next room. 

Later on in the afternoon, Dan’s mother and I found our way into the dining room with a few books in front of us that she had kept out of interest. I was explaining some colour palate choices to her when Dan swooped up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I gave a little squeal because i wasn’t ready for it, but the both of them just laughed. I patted the chair next to me for Dan to come and sit, so he brought the chair in right next to me and sat down, one of his arm’s returning to my waist. I gave Dan a kiss on the cheek and then went back to talking to his mum. 

Over time I can Dan is getting a little bored with my design talk, He normally doesn’t have to deal with the business part of me, so I felt a little bad for him. That was until he did the unthinkable. My torso was pushed right up into the table, with the tablecloth draping over my waist. Dan took his free hand and subtly slid it under the table cloth, pushing it into my crotch. I coughed when it happened because I clearly couldn’t give away what was going on. Dan, the little shit. I didn’t acknowledge him, hoping he would give in after a few minutes, but then Dan’s father walked into the room to see what was going on. Dan’s mum motioned for her husband to come and sit next to her, and that’s exactly what he did, perfect. 

I looked over at Dan and smiled at him, except the one he was giving me back was cheeky as fuck, we both knew it. I started talking to his parents again when Dan began to cup my jeans, as much as I didn’t want to admit it, It was really turning me on. I became distracted in my thoughts and lost my place. I looked at his parents before starting again, trying to use my knee to shake Dan’s hand away, but it just wasn’t working. I felt my jeans loosen a little around my waist, and then I realised what he was doing. He used his hand to unbutton my jeans. I crossed my legs to stop him from continuing further, but he had this strength over me that I just couldn’t fight against, I lost. He knew it as well. I was starting to become flustered, my cheeks were going red, and Dan’s mum noticed.

“Honey are you alright, you’re getting a little pink in the face” 

“It’s just a little warm in here that’s all.” 

I took of my jacket and placed it on the chair back, I gave Dan a look of “You’re in trouble later” But I don’t think he cared at this point. Dan began to slowly push my zipper down, slow enough that it wouldn’t make sound, giving awareness to what he was doing. His fingers lingered beneath my panties, rubbing small circles at my now wet core. I shifted a little, feeling embarrassed, but Dan was eating this up. We all sat there talking as Dan continued to rub me the wrong way, I was helpless. How he was doing this without them noticing was beyond me though. Dan’s dad cleared his throat which made me jump a little, as if he knew what was going on, I was terrified, but he excused himself so I sighed in relief. 

As Dan’s mum started talking to me about furniture choices, I could feel myself building up, I have no idea why this was happening, and why Dan felt the need to do this, but secretly I felt alive. I bit my lip, just nodding in response, giving the occasional answer when I needed to. It was getting so much harder, because i was getting closer to climaxing. gradually building, it just became too much. I did the only thing I thought I could to keep my from yelling out. I quickly pulled Dan’s hand subtly out of my pants and squeezed my legs shut. I could feel it seething into my panties, it was rather uncomfortable. i glared at Dan. The smile he had was so shit eating. I couldn’t believe it. 

“Daniel why are you smiling like that” His mother cut in

he looked over at his mum and pulled me close, wiping his hand on my jeans in the process. bastard. 

“She was so nervous to meet you guys, but you both just clicked so well. I’m so glad” 

“So am I, You picked a good one this time. Okay dears, I’m going to start getting dinner ready” 

“Yeah I’m gonna go watch some TV, you kids will have Dan’s room upstairs” 

We both nodded and smiled as they left the room but as soon as they left, I pulled Dan’s ear close to my lips. 

“hear my words Howell, You are so in for it later” 

“mhm, Kinky” Dan winked and proceeded to walk into the living room where our bags were so he could take them up to our room. I can’t believe He did that. I can’t even believe that we got away with it. Never again. 

stupendousichigirl  asked:

So... that just happened. I can't believe Sanumatsu died in Miami, the proper Matsu in the next skit for it maybe, and Choromatsu's hair. AND THE OPENING WAS SO GROOVY!!! But the ending theme was very different from the previous ending themes.

- Sanematsu fucks me up every single time without fail
- THE CHANTOMATSUS ARE BACK AND I LOVE THEM. So glad they decided to take after Big Egg Oso.
- Choro was the cutest thing, I’m gonna miss his hair when it goes back to normal next week lmao

Not a fan of this OP this time but the designs sure were something xD

The Cuddlers

Both Marinette and Adrien are kept awake late with another akuma attack. When they both fall asleep on a field trip the following morning, Nino and Alya decide to take advantage of their friends’ tendency to cuddle.

(AO3) (

“You look like shit, dude,” Nino informed his best friend as soon as he stepped out of his car in front of the school. “Did you sleep at all last night?”

Adrien shook his head as he pulled his shoulder bag and a pillow out of the car and shut the door. Seconds later, it pulled away. “No, I-” He yawned widely. “I was too excited. I couldn’t sleep, and so I turned the news on and Ladybug was fighting an akuma, so…”

“So you stayed up and watched her,” Nino finished. He shook his head. “You’re such a fanboy. Couldn’t you have recorded the news and watched it after the trip?”

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HERE | Yulin Kuang

Note: This is one half of a companion fic (what happened / here) to the short films Angie & Zahra (dir. Yulin Kuang) and In the Dark (dir. Rachel Kiley). Read the other half here

Read more about the Darkness A to Z transmedia experiment here.

When Angie first meets Sam, she thinks wow, what an attractive idiot.

She’s doing renovations on the house - the gutters need cleaning, the fence is in desperate need of a fresh coat of paint, and the trip-wire by the gate could use some structural support.

He’s hanging by the door, a slightly dazed look in his eyes, his mouth hanging absent-mindedly half-open as he takes in the paint fumes.

“Umm, hi?” she asks, because Angie always greets strangers first.

“I didn’t think it’d still be here,” he mumbles to himself.

“Are you here for our SAT prep services?” She kind of doubts he is; he looks like the kind of guy whose essay would be so bad that it’d be pointless to give him notes because it would never actually be any good.

“What? No, I… I shouldn’t have come here.” He turns and slinks off into the sunset, which actually looks pretty epic from the porch and Angie thinks it’s times like these when she really misses Instagram, #nofilter.

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Every Wednesday

Prompt:  ‘Every Wednesday at the same damn time you’re at the same cereal aisle getting the same cereal brand and I’ve been trying to make a move on you for ages.’

Pairing: Dan Howell and Phil Lester

Fic Type: AU

Words: 2,300

I would have been angry. Oh, I would have been livid. Who the fuck does he think he is to stand down one end of the aisle like god almighty and judge the poor peasant stacking cereal boxes on a Wednesday morning? Oh, yes, I would have been simmering… if he wasn’t the most beautiful person I’d ever seen in my life.

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