A/N: I’m so sorry this took so long! Idk if anyone knew but I was going through some rough patches for a little while. Gonna try to write on a regular basis now. Anyways, here is the final part. There will be an epilogue! Let me know what you think. I love hearing from you! ♥
Word Count: 2,101
Warnings: - language, maybe?
Tags: (at the end)
*gif is not mine.
Bucky followed you around the next morning like a lost puppy. He was nervous, constantly biting his nails, his hands fidgeting. You drank at least three cups of coffee, trying to keep your mind clear and alert for the sure shit storm that was going to be this trial. You had put out all the stops to pull these strings; normally, cases like this didn’t go to trial for months. But you knew people and, although you didn’t exercise that privilege often, you were glad it was there.
Fandom: Amazing Spider-Man Warning/s: NSFW Rating: Explicit Pairing/s: Peter Parker x Reader Requestor: @macaylabrooks1234
Summary: A quiet night in to get some baking done for a school bake sale turns into a rather loud one that produces no surviving cupcakes. Some domestic fluffy smutness with Spider-Man :)
“Y/N?” Peter called when he came through the front door of your apartment. “Y/N, you in here?”
Clattering out of the kitchen with flour in your hair and cupcake batter on your apron. Waving a hand that was holding a whisk, you grinned and replied, “Hiya, Peter, I thought you’d never come home! You said you were only stopping off at the publisher’s to drop your photos off. Since when does it take an hour to do that?”
He chuckled and strided over to you, cupping both of your cheeks with his palms and landing a sweet, loving kiss on your lips. “I’m sorry, baby,” he apologised, leaning back to dip a long slender finger into the mixing bowl in your other hand and suck the batter off it. “I didn’t think it would take that long,” he explained as he proceeded to dump his bags by the door and shrug off his jacket, “Murray wanted to talk to me about one of the articles.”
Please name ten outfits you'd like to see your favorite suitors wear. (And I mean ten each :v)
10 outfits each for Leo Sid and Nico huh 😂 fack…. 😂
-Birthday suit (Ohohoho )
-Ahh… Tank top and dark denim baggy pants
Sid’s outfit *cough* 😂
-Baggy swim trunks
-sasuke’s usual outfit from ikemen sengoku
-World’s best dad shirt (for fathers day ^//^)
-Gei for Nico/Alyn/Sid shirt… (Yasssss)
-Muscle shirt with baggy shorts and.. Heehe a side ways cap (gangsta Leo 😂)
-Birthday suit (yas baby yasss)
-The un-birthday suit (still Nekkid
…the other 364 days of the year ~)
-That sexy af spy suit from 100DP
-His casual outfit from 100DP (that you never see him wear Gdi)
-His sengoku haori …God so sexy
-Tattered jeans and a gray muscle shirt… Bandana on his head Unf
-sesshoumaru’s outfit… (THE FLUFF YES YES YES)
-Dr Sid… 😂 (smear my pap Sid…. Smear. My. Pap. 😏)*
-Baywatch Sid… (OH YEAAHH 😂)
-His 100DP casuals (THAT THEY NEVER SHOW HIM IN GDI)
-Leo’s tie… And glasses…. Only. :v
-Hiro hamada’s BH6 outfit
-BDSM outfit… Cause.. Ya 😏
-In the Incredibles outfit WOOHOO!
-obi’s outfit from Snow White with the red hair
- Goth Nico yasss
- candy striper nico 😂
- ….I'ma regret this…. 😂 but it’s nagging me to say it…. Chibi moon outfit. 😂
"This is why I don't let myself fall in love." Jonathan Byers x Reader
Jonathan has his heart broken, and reader is his only consolidate at the time. So angst, much sadness. Bad memories. Johnny crying which is NOT OKAY.
A/N: Jonathan Byer’s is precious and I have no excuse for why I wrote this other than I wanted to.
Word Count: 1698
“Hey did you see the Byer’s kid? He walked out of school before first period even started!”
“Really? What the Hell!”
“I know, and I swear I saw him crying.”
“Ugh, he’s such a freak. He was probably crying over his pathetic little brother and loony mom.”
Your ears had already pricked up long before you’d heard the last passing remark behind you. Spinning round in your seat, you faced the two culprits of the mean gossiping. Two girls, both in striped, cashmere sweaters and denim skirts. They had white tennis shoes and curled hair. One was applying sparkling lip-gloss and the other was chewing on some gum.
“You shouldn’t be so mean. He lost his brother for Pete’s sake.”
The one applying lip-gloss snapped her compact mirror shut and screwed the lid on the tube before she bothered to talk to you. “Why do you care?”
“I just don’t think you should be so harsh. He thought his brother died and only just recently got him back. You saw the news.”
The two girls rolled their eyes, sniggering at you. “Jeez Y/N, it was just a bit of fun! You’re almost as sensitive as Byers.”
Resisting the urge to bite back with a snarky comment, you turned back round in your seat and waited out the rest of the period. Directly on the bell, you jumped up from your seat and left the class before the bell had even finished ringing. You were in no rush to get to your next class, in fact you needn’t worry at all. You’d decided to personally cancel your own classes for the day and bunk off. If you went home your mom would have a fit, but luckily you had an alternative place to go.
Your quiet spot.
And if your prediction was accurate, Jonathan would be there too.
It wasn’t very well known around school how close you and Jonathan were, but you both liked to keep it that way. Jonathan bunked off too much anyway for anyone to notice your platonic relationship in school.
Hopping on your little Vespa that you cherished dearly, you drove speedily out of the school parking lot and on your way. Your hair sticking out from beneath your helmet whipped around your face, which shone a huge smile as you cherished the freedom and exhilarating feeling of being on the road. Halfway along the empty road you pulled off and onto a smaller, bumpier dirt track. It wasn’t an official road, but it had been carved into the ground by plenty of vehicles over time, namely teens wanting some privacy on a date night. Gross.
Sure enough, when you’d been driving down the track, about 500 yards later you came across Jonathan’s car. It was abandoned when you pulled up beside it, kicking out the stand and hanging your helmet off one of the handles by the chin strap. Peering in through the car window, you saw his camera was on the passenger seat along with his messenger bag.
Shrugging, you walked off the track and deeper into the forest. There was no other sound to be heard other than the crunching of tiny twigs beneath your trainers. You were wearing some scuffed up trainers, baggy denim jeans with rips in them and a black, long-sleeved shirt. For a while it was just you alone with your thoughts, until the sound of sniffing interrupted your silence. You slowed down your fast strides and approached the source of the noise that intruded the natural silence of the forest.
Sure enough, sat in your quiet spot on the fallen trunk of a dead tree, was Jonathan Byers. His back was facing you, but you could already tell by his body language that he was crying. His legs were sprawled out in front of him, head bent down as he looked at the floor that was covered in brown pine needles and little rocks. Wordlessly, you hooked your legs over the tree trunk and sat down to Jonathan’s right. Immediately he pulled at his jumper sleeve and rubbed his face suspiciously, wiping away the tears he obviously hadn’t intended for you to see.
“You okay?” You simply asked, trying not to instantly pry into something that probably wasn’t really your business. Jonathan took this moment to look at you with a sarcastic expression that obviously said: “Do I look okay to you?”
You winced. “Sorry, stupid question.”
Jonathan shrugged and then shook his head. “No, I’m sorry. You’re just trying to help. I’m being an ass.”
At this you grabbed his right hand and brought it into your lap, encasing it with both of your hands. A comfort gesture.
“Don’t say such things!” You scolded, rubbing the back of his hand with your thumb. Jonathan just gave you a weak smile, but also offering you a clearer look at his face. His eyes were rimmed red from the salty tears that stung and also made his cheeks puff up slightly.
“It doesn’t help to bottle things up, so you better tell me what’s happened so I can rectify the situation. Who’s ass have I gotta kick?” You half-joked, hoping for him to crack a smile, whilst also being deadly serious about kicking ass. You were rewarded with a genuinely humoured grin, although it was miniscule and lasted about a second.
“You know Lauren?”
“Lauren from Photography?” You recalled. You knew who Lauren was, and you knew Jonathan had an infatuation with her and had done for the past year. “What about her?”
The words that came from Jonathan next broke your heart, but not as hard as they must have broken him.
“She didn’t even know my name. Today, I decided to go speak her and she…just looked at me.”
“Oh God Jonathan, I’m so sorry.”
“She just looked at me, this stupid fake smile on her face like the one you give to someone who you’ve been trying to avoid but to no avail. Then she was all “Hey…” and then one of her friends had to whisper my name in her ear.“
You instinctively pulled Jonathan in for a hug, wrapping your arms tight around his neck in a smothering attempt at comfort. His hands held onto the material of your shirt, bunching it into his fists. You didn’t know he was crying again until you felt his wet cheek brush against yours, the two of you pulling away to look at each other.
“Jonathan…” You started, only for him to interrupt you as he let his grip on you lessen.
“It’s stupid for me to cry. Crying doesn’t help. It didn’t help when Will went missing, and it certainly did jack shit when my dad left.” Jonathan scowled, his usual defences now back up as he swiped his jumper sleeve across his eyes.
“Don’t say that.” You whispered.
Jonathan shook his head angrily. “But I’m right aren’t I?”
You wouldn’t agree and give him the satisfaction of self-loathing, because you knew he didn’t deserve it. So you shook your head and reached your hand out to push his hair away from his face.
“Crying doesn’t mean weakness Jonathan, and right now crying is the most acceptable thing you can do. You…had your heart broken.”
Jonathan scoffed, more at himself than you.
“This is why I don’t let myself fall in love.” He sighed, rubbing his hands together to create some heat that he’d lost from being sat out here for so long. Summer was over and Fall had begun to take its place, much to your excitement, as it only meant Winter was around the corner with the promise of snow.
Jonathan had suffered enough today, you thought, so you decided not to say anything more on the subject and grabbed him to bring him close for another hug. He tried to resist, mumbling under his breath about crying again and you told him to shut up.
“I don’t care if you dampen my shirt you idiot, I want to hold my friend so I damn will do.” You hissed, slapping his upper arm lightly before putting your arms over his shoulders and resting your head against his.
“I suppose that’s why they call it a shoulder to cry on.” Jonathan joked next to your ear, his arms going round your waist as he gave in to the enticing embrace. He liked you, liked your smile and your confidence, but he always put it down to friendship. That’s why he focused on Lauren so much, to take his mind off you, and it had worked. Well, until now.
Jonathan shifted slightly just so that he could be face-to-face with you, your foreheads pressed together.
“I th-think…I have a problem.” He stuttered, gulping as you looked into each other’s eyes. You frowned, already determined to take care of the issue.
“What’s wrong Jonathan?” You asked, a hand slipping up his back to rest at the base of his neck, causing him to shiver slightly beneath your touch.
“I think…I’ve fallen…in love again.” He confessed.
“W-what?” You stuttered. You couldn’t believe what he’d just said. You didn’t want him to be in love again, mainly because you didn’t want a reoccurrence of today. Partly because you were jealous. You had a little crush on Jonathan and his passion for photography. He took photos of you, with you and let you take photos of him. (Although he usually hid his face.)
“Y/N. I’m in love with you.” Jonathan told you.
“Well…” You laughed nervously. “I think the feeling is mutual.”
Jonathan took the chance and leant forward, his lips inviting yours to meet his. They were soft and warm, despite the cold nipping at his skin, and they seemed urgent for your touch. The kiss was slow and full of earnest, Jonathan pouring his feelings into it.
You both stopped for a second, your lips still grazing his, and looked for any signs of the other wanting to stop.
“C'mere.” Jonathan cooed, dragging you back into a longing kiss.
A kiss that you suddenly craved to feel all the time.
Hey i know request are closed but could you do sometime when u have time " essentials for the members preferential style on girls" i hope you understand what i mean... Like you described what kind of style you use for creating outfits, based on that
Hmmm! Hey, sweetie! I’m assuming you mean it by essential articles of clothing to fit their ideal type?! :)
Jin: Jin’s ideal type has a cute style, so I think plain tee shirts and baggy cardigans are essential. They could be worn with a skater skirt or high waisted jeans/shorts to achieve the “cute/girly” look. The tee shirt and cardigan look also compliments his own personal style as well.
Yoongi: His ideal type has a basic yet well put together vibe, so leather jackets and black skinny jeans would be essentials in this case. The combination of the two with any type of plain white shirt would create that sort of look.
Hobi: J-Hope likes a style that is feminine, yet not too fancy at the same time. I would say that a casual t-shirt dress would fit that description of girly and simple. Pair it with any basic white sneakers and the look would be complete.
Namjoon: Of course red converse I think a mix of girly and tomboy is his ideal type’s style. I would say that either a plain white tee or baggy hoodie with denim shorts would be essential. This look would also be paired with some basic sneakers like Hobi’s.
Jimin: Jimin likes the cute/innocent look on a girl. A really simple yet cute dress would be an essential for this style, probably a color that is on the lighter side like a pastel blue or pink. Also, if the hair was styled into loose wavy curls or a bun, that would add to the innocent look.
Taehyung: His ideal type has a style similar to his, so any plain baggy sweater or rolled up shirt would fit that description. That sort of top tucked into an A-line denim skirt or high waisted shorts would look really cute with that. Also maybe a pair of eyeglasses could be added to the outfit.
Jungkook: Jungkook seems to like the casual, streetstyle look on a girl, which is also comparable to his own style. An essentials in this case would be baggy white t-shirts and ripped skinny jeans. A beanie paired with that would look great.