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kent “fuck the gender binary” parson

  • he’s a hockey player and hockey culture can be a cesspool of toxic masculinity bullshit and he’s absorbed a lot of it, he’s working on it
  • but he does and says a lot of things that get bros side-eyeing him
  • he’s captain of the vegas team and he’s got a calder and led a team to the stanley cup in his first few years in the NHL, so people let a lot slide.  they laugh it all off as ~antics~ from that one hockey guy, but no.  
  • kent “fuck the gender binary” parson is dead serious
  • the photo of lardo and kent saying that kent got beat in flip cup circulates around the locker room, and everyone tries to laugh at kent for being beat by a college girl.  kent says fuck yeah he did, that college girls are badasses.  he says lardo could drink them all under the table, too.  
  • kent thinks it’s the weirdest fucking thing that people seem to think that liking things that smell nice is inherently feminine.  are boys supposed to want their lockers to smell like toxic waste?  fuck that.  kent likes candles that make his place smell good.  kent likes lush products a little too much for an ordinary person’s budget.  kent spends enough of his time smelling like sweaty hockey boy out on the ice.  he’s gonna buy some fucking shampoo that’s good for his hair and smells like fucking flowers.
  • kent definitely claims picking playlists for practice days out on the ice as captain’s privilege.  and he does not have any tolerance for people complaining about his bubblegum pop, calling it girly shit.  he’s chill with people not liking the music out of personal preference (though he thinks they’re wrong), but the second they act like that pop music has any less value than hipster music or dad rock because it’s ~girly shit~, he’ll throw down.  he unabashedly loves britney spears.  they’re in vegas and she’s a fucking legend, how should toxic not be on the practice playlist?
  • kent loves doing charity work with kids, and he makes a concerted effort to work with and donate to community programs for youth girl’s hockey teams and youth co-ed hockey teams.  he knows that women in hockey face a lot of bullshit that the dudes don’t, and he takes every opportunity he can to support women’s programs and to call shit out on twitter.
  • kent is the captain, and he knows everyone expects him to be stoic and tough, but that’s just not his style.  kent knows he’s fighting a losing battle, and that he’s not even always so great at it himself, but he tries to make his locker room a place where dudes can have emotions and express them in a healthy way.  he doesn’t buy that ‘dudes are supposed to be tough and never cry’ bullshit.  he cries a fucking lot, and he doesn’t hide that.  as someone who has experienced how much not dealing with emotions can fuck a person up, he isn’t gonna promote that shit in his locker room.  and he definitely is gonna call it out when someone tries to act like being a human being with emotions that aren’t just ‘chill’ and ‘hockey-induced rage’ is somehow not masculine.

kent parson does not subscribe to gender binary bullshit, and he is not fucking around

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Always Has Been

Alo! Psh, so, CORAN AND LANCE BONDING MOMENT BC YES. This is like the fourth chapter of Don’t Put Out the Glow fic I have in my Ao3, but yeah! You can read it separetly. 

The main point here is that Lance is beated up as hell (that happens in chapter 1) and he’s bed resting and the team takes turn to watch over him and take care of him and this time it was Coran’s turn!! 

So, link to read from the start is here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/9630371/chapters/21758132

But like I said, *shrugs* you don’t have to, just know that Lance is emotional and beated up bc of their last mission. 

Ps. I have the hc that Alteans’s language was …well greek bc I’m not creative enough to come up with cute nicknames in alien language SO GREEK: 

kardiá liontarioú (greek) means lion heart.
mikró ílio (also greek) means little sun.

Disclaimer: Voltron doesn’t belong to me. 


“And there I was: Alone with only my flubber and my tutter with at least fifty hundred Deditions. It was hopeless for any Altean…except for me! I stared at the eye of Death smugly and attacked without mercy. Victory was so close I could taste it, quite literal because one of the Deditions fell into my mouth, I might add. Time became slow and it was as I was in a hurricane and there was no escape but do you know what I did,  my boy?”

“What did you do, Coran?” Lance asks quietly, smiling softly at the Altean as he takes a sip from his cup.

“I beat every single one of those Deditions! It was the most satisfying victory of all, my boy!”

The brunet giggles under his breath. “But, Coran, aren’t Deditions like small puppies?”

“My boy! Their piles of cuddles and big shiny eyes could kill an entire army! No one is able to resist their cuteness!”

“Except you.”

“You can survive any outside cuteness when you see this face every day, my boy.” Coran says proudly as he points at his own face and he grins when the brunet laughs gleefully.

“Can’t argue with that logic.”

Coran smiles as he watches Lance chuckle softly. The brunet still has a big bump on his right side of his head, the corner of his lower lip is covered in dried blood and his eye is not as swollen as before but still sensitive and red.

Lance still looks bad but the bright smile on his face tunes out every visible injury and Coran can’t be more grateful with the universe for allowing him to see that smile.

“You know,” He starts after a few minutes in silence, voice gentle and longing, his eyes still looking at Lance fondly, “You remind me of my son.”

Lance’s laughter stops abruptly and then turns his head towards Coran, mouth wide open in surprise and then he’s frowning concern.

“Coran –” He starts, voice small and hesitant but Coran cuts him off by standing from the chair and walking towards the brunet, taking seat on the corner of the bed besides Lance.

“He was a good lad. He had his mother’s hair and eyes but besides that he was a mini me.” Coran chuckles, crossing his right leg across his left one and dropping his elbow on it, resting his chin against his open palm, “His mother used to say that we should have named him Coran Jr; saying that it fitted him better with his wild personality and loud upbeat voice.”

Lance licks his lips nervously and then speaks in small voice, “What was his name?”

“Lyon.” Coran replies calmly, “His name was Lyon.”

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  • Cully: This Cup Juice is basically rat poison. Everybody's wasted.
  • Sid: *sniffles* I didn't even say one thing. And then she asked me the whole thing, and I didn't even do it once.
  • Phil: I'm like an elephant, okay? If I walk into a room, it's like, okay, he's in there.
  • Flower: *hic* I'm gonna tell you that... that bitch over there *points at someone* I'm... I'm not gonna tell you that... I don't have to brag.
  • Geno: *giggles* bababooey. *snickers*
  • Dumo: turn the music down! *nonsensical rambling and offkey drunk singing*
  • Olli: *rambling off in rapid-fire Finnish*
  • Hainsey: *busts out laughing and then cough-hacks a little*
  • Sully: *dancing nonsensically to the beat*
His Drunken Mistake- Part Three

Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader
Warnings: swearing, angst, eventual fluff 

read His Drunken Mistake HERE
read part two HERE

A/N: I think this is gonna be the last part…. but I’m not sure yet! Thanks to everyone who’s been reading and leaving comments, it really makes my day guys:) If you want to send me an ask click HERE

read His Drunken Mistake HERE
read part two HERE

The next morning, you woke up with the worst hangover of your life. It was fitting though, a small act of karma for all the shit you’d done the night before. 

Even though your memory was hazy, you were able to piece together basically what had happened: Steve messed up, and you had too. But it was more than that, the fight you’d had, you didn’t know if the two of you would be able to bounce back so quickly. 

Just judging from the car ride home alone, things were so broken. He’d been silent, gripping the steering wheel so his knuckles were white, and refusing to look in your direction. You’d never seen him like that before, no matter how pissed he was. He hadn’t so much as checked his blind spot on your side of the car.  

Normally, when you fought, it didn’t last longer than a day. You’d come running back to each other as soon as you realized how stupid the two of you were being- but not this time. 

As you made your coffee that morning, you tried to remind yourself of the fact that you and Steve loved each other. But it wasn’t enough, and nothing you did could suppress that sinking feeling you’d had in your chest since you woke up. Without Steve beside you.  

Because you knew what you’d done was so much more than just making Steve jealous, hurting him back, it was what Nancy had done. She’d found another guy, shit had hit the fan at a party almost identical to Tina’s, and Steve was a wreck after it all went down.  

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Your Move

The nine times Simon and Baz prank each other and the one time they don’t

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10

March 23

Simon

We’re not supposed to have food in our rooms.  It’s one of Watford’s most ignored rules.  It’s never enforced, and if the rooms themselves have anything to say about it, they tend to keep their mouths shut.

           Nearly everyone I’ve talked to has some sort of stash in their wardrobe or under their bed.  Agatha loves her sherbet lemons, and Penny has a seemingly endless supply of licorice hidden in a locked cupboard.  Only she knows the whereabouts of the key, assuming she’s telling the truth and there is a key at all.  As for me, I keep at least two mint Aero bars tucked away at all times, though it seems no matter where I hide them, Baz always manages to find them.  Further evidence of vampiric senses, if you ask me.

           Baz is more of a bring-food-from-the-dining-hall-into-the-room kind of person than a secret stash person, at least I’ve never seen any evidence of a stash.  I have to wonder what sort of things Baz would keep hidden away.  Rats maybe, still alive to keep their blood warm for when he gets peckish.  But then again, I would probably have noticed something like that.

           I don’t know how he always manages to get food up to the room unnoticed, but I also know he’s on a first-name basis with Cook Pritchard, so maybe he gets special privileges.

           When he appears in the door this evening, tall and silent as ever, he’s holding a steaming mug of tea.  I don’t say anything about it, I know better at this point. He’ll just snap at me.

           He crosses the room and sets the mug down on his nightstand, dropping down to his bed and uncurling to his back.  I raise an eyebrow at him, stretched out like a cat. “What’s with you?” I muse.

           He throws a glance my way.  “What?”

           “I dunno, you’re just being… weird.”

           “Thank you for your opinion, Snow, it’s entirely uncalled for as usual.”

           I roll my eyes.  “Forget I said anything.”

           “I already have.”

           I turn back to my textbook with a scowl.  Serves me right for trying to start casual conversation, though maybe I was a bit rude about it.  At least I can say I tried.

           Baz lays there on his bed for another moment or so, staring up at the ceiling, breathing slowly and deeply like this is the first time he’s properly filled his lungs in weeks.  I glance at my watch.  I’m supposed to meet Penny in the library to study in half an hour, I don’t need to go just yet.

           When Baz stands, he takes a detour on his way to the bathroom to reach over and flip my book out of my hands.

           “What the hell is wrong with you?” I call after him, but he responds simply by slamming the door in my face.

           Classic Baz.  Simple, stupid, but effective.  Like a playground bully.

           I wonder if he gets any actual joy out of it.

           The heat of my anger is already fading, but it still frustrates me that he’s been getting away with this kind of abuse all our lives and nothing I do ever seems to deter him.  It’s like he’s a giant and I’m a pissed-off ant, biting and crawling and trying to hurt him, only to be flicked away by a giant indifferent finger.

           His mug on the bedside table catches my eye, steam still curling off the tea.  He hasn’t taken a sip yet, which is surprising.  Usually he drinks the stuff practically straight out of the kettle, like it isn’t scalding his entire throat on the way down.  Maybe it’s not, maybe that’s some obscure vampire thing. Or maybe he’s just a prat that wants to look tough.

           The lightbulb that goes off in my head is almost audible as I watch the steam dance above the mug.

           Grabbing my wand from the sheets beside me, I stand from my bed as quietly as I can and tiptoe across to Baz’s nightstand, wincing with every creak from the floorboards.  The tea is that perfect smooth colour, brown and soft with cream and sugar.  Sparing a fleeting glance at the bathroom door, I dip my wand down so that the tip just barely breaks the surface of the tea, sending ripples floating away from the intrusion.

           Needs more salt,” I murmur in as soft a voice as I can manage, pushing the crackle of magic from the base of my neck down through my wand arm and into the tea.

           “What was that, Snow?” Baz calls from the other side of the door.  There’s a sudden splash of the sink.

           “I didn’t say anything, twat,” I call back, carefully bringing my wand over my mouth and letting the stream of droplets fall onto my tongue.  It’s flowers and cream and… salt.  Definitely salt.

           I smirk as I return to my bed.  Mission accomplished.

           When Baz re-emerges, I pull my textbook closer so he can’t knock it away again.  I try to look appropriately engrossed.  He doesn’t pause at the door, just goes straight back to his bed, and though I can’t see his face in my periphery, it seems as though he doesn’t suspect anything.

           Needs more salt isn’t a proper spell, per say.  More of a charm.  Penny says that spells occur when the words play the biggest role.  They are usually well-known sayings or lyrics, things that carry a little bit of their own magic, which makes them the easiest for beginning mages to master.  Charms are different, harder to control.  The power of a charm doesn’t lie in the words but in the intent.  The magic comes entirely from the mage.  Often charms come out as accidents, when something is said with so much feeling that magic simply slips in.

           Penny is quite good at charms, at putting magic into whichever words she chooses.  She insists that anything can be a charm with enough magic.

           As Baz reaches for his tea, I can’t help but watch.

           I sure hope Penny is right.

           Baz raises the mug to his lips and takes the first sip.

           His features freeze like he isn’t quite sure how to arrange them.

           After a beat he lowers the cup and stares at it like it’s a puzzle, his brow beginning to furrow.

           He takes another thoughtful sip, and this time the tiny curl of his lip betrays a hint of disgust.

           I make sure to be staring back down at my book when he turns his gaze on me.  I feel it burn into the top of my head, and the burn spreads to my cheeks as I try not to crack.

           I can still feel his eyes on me as he takes a long, pointed drink from the mug.

           Prat.

           I glance back at my watch.  It’s still too early, but Penny will probably be in the library already, and I don’t know how long I can handle Baz’s stare.

           I close my book and stuff it in my bag, wearing what I hope is a neutral expression and not a beet-red blush.  I stand from my bed and slip into my shoes. I see him take another sip.  When I look at him, he’s still watching me, and his face is surprisingly clear for someone drinking salted tea out of spite.

           I’m not fully sure which one of us is the winner here.

           I’m halfway out the door when I decide to break the tension.

           “April Fool’s,” I state like it’s a simple good-bye before I shut the door.

           I’m two stairs down as he yells “IT’S NOT EVEN FUCKING APRIL YOU TWAT!”

Best Of Me - Taehyung Version

Summary: Proposal. Marriage. A year or two then a baby. (But something gets mixed up) THE FLUFFIEST FLUFF YOU’LL EVER READ.

Best Of Me - Series - 3/7

Word Count: 2905

Originally posted by cyyphr

“And the award goes to…” Everyone held their breath, the silence killing them as the presenter for the award carefully opened up the envelope. A smile was on the presenters face, they had to be doing on this purpose, the anticipation was killing the whole crowd. With a deep breath, turning the envelope around, the presenter yelled, “B.T.S!” The crowd erupted into cheers, while the boys did their group hug before walking up onto stage.

You sat amongst the crowd, sitting with other celebrities. Eyes glued on your handsome boyfriend, Taehyung, as he took the stage accepting the award. Dressed in a suit and a bow tie, he looked dashing as ever.

Excitement took over your body as you patiently awaited their acceptance speech as the fans quieted down. But one thing you weren’t expecting tonight was when Taehyung called out your name.

_______

*Flashback*

“Oh good you’re all here.” Taehyung unlaced his shoes and set them aside by the door. None of the boys paid attention to him as they were too busy scrolling through their phones and lounging on the couches while watching nonsense on TV. “Can we all talk?” His voice came out shaky, his body was trembling but it needed to be done. This seemed to have caught their attention, as Jungkook turned the volume on the TV down and their phones went black.

“What’s up?” Namjoon fiddled with his ear as Taehyung walked in front of them all, like he was giving an important presentation to decide if he passed or failed a class.

With a deep breath yet shaky breath, Taehyung spoke up. “It’s about Y/N.”

“What about her?” Yoongi said right away, without skipping a beat.

“Well,” Taehyung cupped the back of his neck and rubbed it out of nervousness. He gave a faint smile before taking it back, and not showing any emotion.

“Tae we don’t have all day.” An annoyed Yoongi stared at him, he felt the lasers coming out of his eyes and burning holes in his body.

“Right,” Another deep breath was taken, before it finally came out, “I can’t be Y/N’s boyfriend anymore.”

If you dropped a pin the room, it would be the equivalent to the TV sound being at 100.

“You’re not serious, right?” Hoseok was the first one to say something, a little scoff escaping his mouth. When nothing came out of Taehyung’s mouth, Hoseok licked his lips and turned his head to the side, shaking his head. “He’s serious.” He whispered underneath his breath.

“What the fuck Tae?” Namjoon’s angered could be seen by just looking at him. “You’ve been with her for three years, how could you all of a sudden not want to be with her!”

“I’m with Joon on this.” Jungkook chimed in. He was laying on his stomach on the floor, looking up to Taehyung. “There better be a good explanation on why you don’t want to be with her.”

“It better not be the shit explanation of ‘Oh I’m always busy and on tour and schedules’ and blah blah blah.” Jin mocked him, while rolling his eyes and then looking at the younger boy. “Please tell me that wasn’t your explanation.”

The room grew louder as they were talking over one another, and Taehyung hasn’t said a word to them yet. They were defending you, he was expecting that of them. They love you just as much as he loves you.

“Tae why are you breaking up with her?” Jimin’s question brought Taehyung out of his thoughts and back to reality. The room fell silent again, and it was Taehyung’s turn to speak.

Taehyung reached into his pocket to grab the small yet valuable item he picked up today, he didn’t take it out just yet. “I can’t be her boyfriend anymore.” He repeated again, and before the boys could say anything he pulled the item out of his pocket. A black velvet box, and he opened it up to reveal an elegant and simple engagement ring. “Because, I want to be her husband.” He sheepishly grinned as he watched their faces light up.

Hoseok started screaming, as the guys stood on their feet at the speed of light, crowding Taehyung looking at the ring. “Is this what you were doing today?” Jin asked while examining the ring. Taehyung nodded, the nervousness was still with him. He couldn’t believe that this was actually happening.

Namjoon slapped his arm and Taehyung glared at him. “Don’t fucking scare us like that again.” Then Namjoon placed his hand on Taehyung’s bicep and looked down at the ring. “It fits her so well.”

“When are you going to propose?” Even Yoongi was getting soft in this situation.

Taehyung let out a little chuckle before scanning the room as they all locked their eyes on him, waiting for his response. “About that,” his boxy grin was shown, “I’m gonna need all of your guys’ help.”

*End of Flashback*

_______

Which leads to him standing on stage in front of thousands of people, accepting the biggest award of the night with his 6 best friends next to him. While Namjoon was giving his speech, he patted his jacket to make sure the black box was still in his inside pocket, not wanting to forget the most important thing of the night.

“Thank you all so much!” Namjoon waved to the crowd, while they cheered. The boys all shifted over so Taehyung could make his way to microphone. He looked into the crowd as the cheering got louder, he smiled while looking at the ground for a split second. He then looked back up, licked his lips, and finally found the words to speak.

“Just like Namjoon said, thank you to our fandom: Army, our company, our CEO, and the amount of love we receive from each and every one of you.” He took his mouth away from the mic to hear the crowd, and to think about his next words in a quick break. “I would also like to thank our families who never stopped believing in us, and I would like to thank my wonderful girlfriend of three years, Y/N.” He pointed a finger towards your direction and soon enough, a camera was on you and you were on the big screen with a smile on your face.

“I don’t know what you guys think, but I think she should come on stage right now.” Your eyes went wide and you waved your hands in front of you telling him you were fine in your spot at their table. As soon as those words left his mouth though, a man was by your side escorting you up the stairs to the stage. The rest of the group went a few feet behind you and Taehyung so the spotlight was on you two and this special moment.

“This girl right here, keeps me grounded, makes me smile, keeps me calm in stressful situations, and she is the best thing to come home to after a tour or a long day.” He looked at you and grabbed both of your hands in his before talking again. “As some of you may know our anniversary was two days ago.” You both heard the crowd go ‘aw’, as you shared a slight smile with him. “I wanted to do something special, but I couldn’t as I was here practicing for our performance, and getting ready for tonight.” You nodded your head at the crowd agreeing with his words.

“She is the most understanding woman in the world, and that’s one of the many reasons why I love her.” You mouthed ‘I love you too’ back to him, as his thumbs rubbed your hands. “I still want to do something special for our anniversary.” The crowd started screaming louder. What could he possibly plan right now for your anniversary? “And that something special, is right now.” He let go of your hands, as his right hand reached into his inside pocket of his jacket and pulled out a black velvet box. Your hands flew to your mouth, as he got down on one knee in front of thousands of fans, in front of cameras, and on live TV. He opened the small box to reveal the most stunning engagement ring you’ve ever seen.

“Will you marry me Y/N?” You heard it perfectly even though his voice wasn’t  being projected through the mic and throughout the whole building. It was a moment meant for you two, and as the tears fell down your face you nodded your head and said yes. He leaped up from the ground and leaned in to kiss you. When he backed away, he wiped the tears off your face as you laughed. Grabbing your left hand, he placed the ring on your finger, and it slid on perfectly. Once it was on, you turned to the crowd and and lifted up your left arm and the screaming was the loudest you’ve ever heard it.

Taehyung then picked you up by the waist and spun you around, then placing another kiss on your lips. The rest of the members came to surround you guys in a group hug, and before you guys got ushered off, Taehyung said in the mic, “Thank you everyone, and give a round of applause for the soon to be Mrs. Kim.”

_______

“Kim Taehyung!” You pushed your hands against his chest and shoved him lightly as you entered their dressing room. He grabbed both of your hands in his and placed light kisses on them.

“Yes?”

“I was not expecting that!” You were still flustered from what just happened. “You proposed to me on live TV!”

“Sure did!” He winked at you. “I had to let everyone watching know that you will be mine for the rest of my life.” He wrapped his arms around your waist as your hands settled on his chest, your foreheads leaning against each other.

“I love you.” You whispered, as your half lidded eyes stared at his features.

“And I love you too, future Mrs. Kim.”

_______

The surprise proposal took the internet, and every news station by storm the following morning and it didn’t slow down for months. You got to rewatch your proposal almost everyday, along with seeing fan pictures and professional pictures of the special moment. Sometimes Tae would walk in on you, smiling to yourself as you relived the moment, and he would join you too.

You didn’t even know where to begin to plan for a wedding. So when you and Taehyung met with a wedding planner, you scheduled your wedding to be a year and a half later from when Tae proposed to you. You both agreed to only have close friends and family to the ceremony, but the reception was a different story as you both wanted to have a great yet wild night.

_______

“I’m home!” Setting the bags down from shopping with your bridesmaids, your mother and Tae’s mother, you see your excited fiance run out of the bedroom.

“How was your day?” He said breathless.

“Well,” You kissed his cheek and let out a sigh. “I said yes to the dress!” His lips crashed onto yours as you both smiled into the kiss.

“The wedding will be here before you know it princess.”

_______

And he was right. Because you’re both in different hotel rooms, the night before your wedding. Pacing back and forth around your empty room, chewing your thumb nail you glanced over at the chair that held a present for Tae. Your friends telling you that you can’t see him until tomorrow otherwise you’ll have bad luck, but your heart and mind were both telling you that you needed to give him this gift.

That gave you the motivation to grab the gift off the chair and walk over to the next room. You opened the door and shut it quietly, Taehyung came out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth and saw that it was you. He shielded his eyes from seeing you and jumped back into the bathroom.

“Y/N what are you doing here?” He spoke over the running water. You then heard it stop and he was staying the bathroom not wanting to see you.

“Tae it’s fine you can come out.” You giggled as you held the gift behind your back.

“Isn’t that bad luck Y/N?”

“It’s more bad luck if you see me in my dress before the ceremony, and I’m not in my dress babe.” Shutting the bathroom light off he came out wearing a white t-shirt and black sweatpants. He stood by you with his hands in his pockets not moving. “Tae you should sit down.” You pointed your head towards the small couch he had in his room, and he did what you said.

“If you’re telling me that you don’t want to marry me, I swear to god Y/N…”

“Tae.” You cut him off as you bent down and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. “I want to marry you, I love you more than anything.”

He let out a deep breath, and you saw his leg twitching, shaking up and down from being so nervous. “I have a gift for you.” He looked up at you with a puzzled look on his face.

“If we were supposed to get each other gifts, I forgot, I’m sorry.” You laughed and placed a hand on his knee to calm him.

“No, Tae, hun, it was my idea to get you a gift.” He showed you his boxy grin while nodding his head. You pulled the box from behind your back which was wrapped in silver paper. You placed it on his lap, you clasped your hands behind your back and stood up straight with a little grin on your face.

“What is this?” He picked it up and examined it before looking up at you.

“I don’t know, you have to open it silly.” He ripped the paper off at an agonizingly slow speed, as your heart rate sky rocketed. He got through the tissue paper to reveal his first gift. A t-shirt that simply said ‘Future Dad’, and he gave you a chuckle while holding it up.

“I can wear this when we’re announcing that we’re having a child! I love it!” He was so oblivious that you wanted to scream ‘I’m pregnant!’ to him but you kept your mouth shut and watched him dig further. It revealed a picture frame that said ‘family’ on it, with no picture in it just yet. “You are already thinking of the future babe, I love it.”

“Tae.” He looked up at you, as you said his name softly.

“What?” He held onto his shirt and picture frame, one in each hand with the wrapping paper scattered on the floor.

“Think about it.” You said it quietly, and you saw the gears turning in his head.

“Think about… OH.” He grabbed the shirt again and held it up and saw the words again ‘Future Dad’. “OH.” Then he pointed at the picture frame. “OH MY GOD.” He jumped off the couch and stared at his gifts comprehending it all. “WE’RE PREGNANT?” He turned around to see you holding a picture of your ultrasound as you nodded your head.

His arms wrapped tightly around your waist as he picked you up. You placed both hands on his cheeks and placed a kiss on his lips. “We’re pregnant!” He said it over and over again like a mantra. When he placed you on the ground, he bent down and pulled your shirt up to reveal your stomach as he placed light, gentle kisses over it.

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The wedding ceremony went beautifully, and now the wedding party was placed at the long table in front of everyone for the reception. Each person spoke, and it was Taehyung’s turn and you got to stare lovingly at your now husband as he made a speech.

“Today, I got to marry my beautiful best friend. She is the most amazing, talented, gifted woman I’ve ever known. On my worst days, she somehow makes them my best. She is a blessing and I can’t ever thank her enough.” He placed his hand on top of yours. “We’ve been waiting for this day to finally be here and it seemed like forever, but here we are Y/N, Mr and Mrs Kim.” You smiled at everyone in front of you.

“Y/N is always filled with surprises.” He bowed his head as he laughed a little. ‘Here it comes’ you thought. “Just last night, she came into my room and handed me this gift, and I just couldn’t quite figure out what she meant.” He handed you the mic as he loosened his tie, and undid his dress shirt to reveal the shirt you got him last night. “What does future dad mean?” And every person in the room started screaming as they put two and two together.

You stood up with your husband and placed a hand on his shoulder and leaned your head on it, watching as everyone was yelling and clapping at your announcement. Tae turned his head ever so slightly to whisper in your ear:

“Thank you for everything Y/N, for being you, for giving me a child, and for being my wife. You got the best me, I will never stop loving you.”

Punishment



(requested by anon)

word count : 3 487
warning : smut (overstimulation)
summary : Kai sees Reader dancing with another guy and then punishes her.
*not my gif
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‘Come to the party with me. It will be fun.’ she had said. And it had been fun when they were dancing together , her hands hooked losely around his neck and her body pressed against his while his hands were holding onto her waist. Kai loved seeing her locks dance around her shoulders , her smile , her wide eyes and hearing her laugh. He spin her around in vampire speed having her press her back against his chest as she’d move up and down to the beat. Kai had gone to get them both beer and a few moments later some old classmate of hers had shown up out of nowhere. Y/N danced with him while waiting for Kai who appeared to have gotten pushed away by the crowd and he ended up having to watch her dance that guy who couldn’t keep his hands off her. Y/N kept pushing them away but he didn’t take the hint and Kai tried very very hard not to act like the jealous boyfriend and rip the guy’s head off in the middle of the party. Not that anyone would’ve noticed if he had. Everyone appeared to be either drunk or high or about to be either of those things. Part of the reason why Kai had agreed to go with her , had been this - to keep her safe from anyone putting something in her drink or anything like that. He didn’t know if it was paranoia or overprotectiveness , he just knew there is no way he’d let anything happen to her. Y/N was everything to him. He loved her with every cell in his body , more and more each day.
Y/N ran her fingers through her hair jumping up and down to the beat with a cup semi - filled with beer in her hands with her back to the guy while he kept placing his hands on her waist pulling her towards him. Her empty cup fell on the ground and she turned towards the guy keeping him an arms lenght from her , glancing at Kai who was standing not too far away with a cup with beer in his hands. He raised his cup for a moment , not taking his eyes off her. Another song started to play and finally Kai couldn’t take another second of it. He pushed his way through the crown and grabbed her wrist pulling her away from the crowd. As soon as they were in the small hallway , he backed her against the wall , bracing his hand on it and leaned towards her. It was hard for him to keep his anger under control but he tried his best to do so. It wasn’t time or the place for him to let it all go.
Y/N was looking at him with wide eyes , lightly slipping down the wall and Kai had to wrap his arm around her waist , keeping her up.
“Whoops.” she laughed. “I m-may have a bit more to drink. I’m not drunk though -”
“I know you are not sweetheart.” he said calmly. “I wouldn’t have let you get drunk even if you wanted to.”
“My knight in shining armour.” she smiled at him , tapping his nose or at least she thought it was his nose. Kai was slightly blurry at the moment.
Kai laughed under his breath.
“You will sober up pretty fast after we get home, trust me sweetheart.” said Kai brushing his fingers against her cheek. Y/N looked at him with puzzled expression and then started to giggle. She wasn’t drunk exactly , more like lightly buzzed. In a few hours it would all be gone and her mind would be clear once again. He smiled devilishly at her and lifted her up bridal style , carrying her to the car. The entire ride home his girl spent singing along to the radio and trying to get him to sing with her too. Except he felt far away from singing with her in that moment. He kicked the gas pedal harshly , breaking all speeding limits and they got home like 15 minutes earlier than usual.
Kai helped her get out of the car and carried her into the house. Her hands hooked around his neck and she tapped his nose , smiling at him. The sound of the front door closing with a bang making her jump up a bit.
“Too loud.” she muttered squeezing her eyes shut for an instant.
“Sorry princess.” he said quietly. “My hands are full. Couldn’t close it quieter.”
“You are so nice to me.” she said starting to wonder why that was. Her mind had started to clear from the colder air outside and very slowly things were starting to figure things out. “Why ?”
Kai reached their bedroom and let her down on their bed gently , taking her shoes off for her. Something was up and Y/N tried to be on alert but it didn’t work out like she had wanted. She ran her fingers through her hair and propped herself on her elbows as he crawled over her until their eyes were on the same level.
“Sweet innocent Y/N.” he said with a devilish smirk on his face , brushing his fingers against her cheek. “Tell me , did you have fun tonight? Because I didn’t.”
Y/N’s mind started to wake up slowly , sensing the danger and anger heating up the air around Kai in that moment. He appeared calm but that just meant he was even more upset with her than she had thought. It started making sense. Y/N had danced with someone else , someone else had put their hands on her body even though she had pushed them away.
“Kai I’m sorr -”
“Shhhh sweetheart.” he shusshed her , brushing her hair away from her face. Kai reached under their bed pulling ot a thin rope. “Seeing you dance with that guy tonight - Even I am surprised how jealous I got , even more surprised at my self control actually.” he thought for a moment. “No one gets to touch whats mine. Or did you think you’ll get away with letting someone get near you like that ?”
Thought had crossed her mind , but Y/N knew better.
“I spent the entire night trying to figure out the perfect punishment for you.” he cooed. “Forbidding you to touch me never works for long. Forbidding you to touch yourself doesn’t seem to get the lesson in your head either. Who knows. Maybe this time , the lesson will stick and after this you will think twice about letting anyone else who isn’t me touch you or even breath near you..”
Y/N gulped but before she had had time to say a word , Kai’s lips smashed against hers and he drowned her in a kiss. He gripped on her dress , tearing it right off her , and pinned her hands over her head while his hand slipped into her panties. His fingers brushed against her clit drawing slow eights with his thumb while pushing two fingers inside her , pumping them slowly. Y/N looked at him with confusion. If that was to be her punishment every time she did something maybe she’d do it on purpose. No , something was not right.
“I’m only warming up , baby girl. By the time I am done with you , you will feel like you’ve been thrown straight into Hell.” he cooed.
“Wha-what ?”
Kai pulled out his fingers , licking them clean and tore off her panties and her bra tossing them on the ground , then used the thin rope he had pulled from under the bed to tie her wrists together. He left sloppy wet kisses all the way down her neck onto her chest making her arch her back. Y/N tried to move her hands and touch him but he pushed them back up almost instantly.
“No , no , no..” he chuckled. “Don’t move your hands or I will have to double your punishment. God, this will be so much fun … for me at least. You will feel quite sore in the morning.”
Kai parted her legs , brushing his fingers across her heat and spreading her arousal around before burying his head between her legs. His tongue lapped around her clit and then straight down the middle. Y/N closed her eyes fighting the urge to reach her hands and tangle her fingers in his hair , pushing his mouth closer to her.
“Am I being punished or rewarded ?” she wondered, only Kai didn’t answer.
At first he went at a slow steady pace , sliding his tongue inside her in and out while his nose brushed against her clit until she reached her first orgasm. Somehow she managed not to move her hands , holding onto the headboard instead as her back ached off the bed. It was all down south from there. Kai placed his hands on her thighs , holding them apart so tightly there were bound to be bruises the shape of his fingertips later on. Kai sucked and tugged on her clit like crazy , devouring her with a knew kind of hunger , turning her moans into small screams before pushing in two fingers inside her , curling them around slowly and pumping them in and out faster and faster each time , digging in deeper inside her hitting her spot almost every time , getting her to lose whatever self control she had.
“Fuck Kai -”
Kai moaned in response , still sucking on her clit while his fingers assaulted her faster and faster , sending her over the edge again. He didn’t stop or slow down. Somehow he had found a way to go even faster. Y/N’s head was spinning or maybe it was the world spinning , she wasn’t sure which one was the truth. Her whimpers were starting to mix with her screams , his names rolling off her tongue the entire time. Her hips pushed down on his face , wanting him to go faster. Kai was driving her completely mad in that moment. Each time his fingers curled inside her it felt as if he had thrown her into a wild fire and was only adding gasoline to it to make it bigger and bigger. Her walls clenched around his fingers again and another orgasm tore through her body , more intense than the previous one. Y/N’s breathing was all over the place and her heart was beating like a hummingbirds wings. Kai’s eyes were fixed on her the entire time , watching her throw her head back , her eyelids drooping constantly while her mouth hung open. He loved the view before him way too much to stop now or ever.
Y/N reached her hands trying to push him away for a minute only , so she can catch her breath but it was useless. First - she wasn’t strong enough in general , let alone in that moment when all her bones felt as if they had somehow melted , second - Kai used magic to pin her hands over her head again before she had had the time to reach him. He wiped his mouth with his thumb , glancing at her. He could hear her heart beating like crazy and see her back had arched so high off the bed there was space under her to place a pillow , maybe even two one on top of the other. Kai placed his hand on her stomach and pinned her down to the bed without stopping for a second.
“K-Kai s-stop.” she whimpered , feeling another release approaching fast. Her walls contracted around him again and the burning feeling between her legs had build up so much there was a chance she might spontaneously burst into flames.
Kai shook his head. “You didn’t. Why should I ?”
“Ple-ase..”
“No.” he said sternly , replacing his fingers with invisible ones , only slighly slowing down from the speed he had been going with , as he stripped down quickly. His fingers wrapped around his shaft , pumping himself seeing his girl getting closer another orgasm. A smile spread across his face seeing the wet spot on the sheets. Even with him between her legs cleaning up her arousal , there had been enough of it to drip down. “I might switch up your punishments permanently to this. You look so hot right now , coming undone over and over again under my touch - ”
He crawled over her in vampire speed and entered her at once making her scream out. His eyes met hers for a second here and there as her eyelids kept dropping and her eyes were rolling in her head. Her walls contracted around him again and a groan escaped his lips at the feeling.
Y/N was starting to see white and the world around her slowly started to dissolve as she reached another orgasm coming around Kai , who kept thrusting in and out of her , rougher and deeper each time - cheating every few thrusts using his vampirism to go even faster , hitting her spot almost every time. On top of that , he pressed his thumb on her clit drawing rough eights matching his thrusts , pushing her towards another orgasm. The longer this went on the clearer it got what her punishment was , only somehow it kept slipping her mind until finally the thought pushed its way through to the surface. He wasn’t going to stop until she passed out.
“K-Kai .. I c-can’t” she begged him again , a tear falling down her cheek.
“Should’ve thought about the consequences , sweetheart.” he grunted , his lenght twitching inside her. Kai wrapped his fingers around her neck lightly holding her in place, his thumb lightly brushing her cheek right after wiping the tear away. The closer to her next release she got , the more the world started to dissappear around her. Y/N felt as if she was floating on a cloud made out of fire , an impossible concept but one that felt very real to her in that moment. Her heart was pounding like crazy while Kai kept pumping in and out of her , feeling his lenght twitch almost at the same time her walls contracted around him. Her swollen clit was starting to hurt to the touch and there was a slight pain starting to show up between her legs from Kai’s rough thrusts. It all felt incredible but Y/N’s mind wasn’t clear enough to enjoy it completely. Somehow Kai had managed to cloud it completely. Her hands dropped over her head unable to hold on to the headboard anymore , feeling numb from the strain.
Kai’s next words came to her ears as if from underwater.
“Just a little longer sweetheart.” he said , wiping away another tear from her cheek.
A few moments later another orgasm tore through her body , but she couldn’t keep herself awake anymore and the world around her turned black.
Kai kept pounding in and out of her for a few more seconds until he reached his high , finishing off both of them before collapsing onto the bed next to her. For a few minutes he caught his breath , listening to Y/N’s heartbeat very slowly starting to return to normal. He pulled the covers over them and turned to his side , not taking his eyes off her. His fingers untied her hands and brushed against her cheek for a moment.
“I hate that you made me do this to you.” whispered Kai , trailing her jawline with his fingertips and then her soft lips. “I’ll make it up to you , I promise.”


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A few hours passed and Kai stayed awake watching over her. Not only he had gotten his girl to pass out from pushing it too far , but it appeared he had drained all energry from her body and instead of waking up , she had drifted off into sleep. Y/N woke up nearly at sunrise , squeezing her eyes a few times before opening them only to find her boyfriend leaning over her with a worried look on his face.
“Hey babe.” said Kai softly. “How are you feeling ?”
Y/N stared at him for a few moments , not saying a word. The answer to his question was sore but amazing , but the longer she didn’t answer him the more Kai started to panic. She tried very very hard not to give away her reaction and to keep a poker face. Kai snaked his hand around her stomach and Y/N shivered a little , feeling her skin still super sensitive after everything that had happened the night before.
“I made you vanilla chocolate chip cupcakes with blue frosting and I got you your favourite gummy bears.” he said. “You know , those blue ones. The guy at the store was very upset I had demanded just blue gummy bears. What is it with you and blue food anyways ?”
Y/N bit the inside of her cheek trying hard not to start laughing. It was all because of a book series she liked , somehow it had transferred into reality and now whenever she saw blue food , it would take her back to a happy place and remind her of that book character she loves. However , she had never told him the reason why , not matter how many times he asked her. It was her little secret.
“Anyways , I compelled him and now every single blue gummy bear is waiting for you right there along with a couple of those cupcakes I made you. I even decorated them with tiny white sprinkles and a couple sugar made sea shells.” he said smiling , pointing at her nightstand. “And I’m making you breakfast… and lunch. But I am not letting you leave the bed or touch the gummy bears before you answer my question. H-how are you feeling ?”
“Like I want to bite the head off every single blue gummy bear.” she smiled at him.
Kai sighed and smiled back at her.
“I’m glad you want to bite their heads off and not mine for wha-”
Y/N brushed her palm against his cheek kissing him softly. Kai responded immidiately , pulling her closer to him deeping the kiss. For a moment his girl flinched in pain , clearly a little sore from the night before. Nevertheless , her lips never left his and she kissed him more demanding by the second , as if trying to pull the air from his lungs , tugging at his lip at the end of the kiss.
“Never again.” she said feeling out of breath , gazing into his sexy blue eyes. “I’m never ever again letting anyone other than you get close to me. But you still owe me … like two more packs with blue gummy bears - only.
Kai started getting up and Y/N grabbed his wrist pulling him back onto the bed on top of her. His yes sparkled like never before and he was smiling widely at her.
“Not now.” she laughed , tangling her fingers in his locks. “Pass me a cupcake please ?”
He brushed his nose against hers , kissing her forehead gently and rolled onto the bed next to her , helping her sit up before reaching for one of the cupcakes. Kai picked the one with the sugar sea shells. Y/N reached for it but he didn’t let her.
“Nah-uh.” he said taking the cupcake away from her , watching her pout. “I’ll feed you or you will get frosting all over your face like last time.”
“No , I won’t.”
Kai tilted his head and both of them stared at each other until finally Y/N gave up. He let her take a bite , resulting in blue frosting sticking to her nose. He couldn’t helpt but laugh. “Whoops.”
Y/N swiped some of the frosting from the cupcake with her finger getting ready to tap his nose , reaching his lips instead.
“I love you , I love you , I love you - You are the best boyfriend ever.” she said smiling while Kai licked her fingers clean and wiped the frosting from her nose with his thumb. “Kiss me…”
Kai smiled at her and leaned in towards her , not realising Y/N’s fingers had reached for the cupcake in his hand. In the end the cupcake smashed against Kai’s face instead of her lips. His girl looked at him innocently.
“Whoops. Now we’re even.” she said winking at him. “By the way… what you did last night -”
“Yes?” said Kai smashing his lips against hers in a surprise attack getting frosting all over her face too.
“ - was awesome.” she finished.
Kai grinned at her. “You are not going to get me jealous again just to get me to punish you like that , are you ? Cuz if you want me to set you on fire like that again , all you have to do is ask.”
A mischevious spark flashed in her eyes for a second and she brushed her fingers through his soft hair, seeing his eyes widen with excitement at her next words.
“I’ll keep that in mind for next time.

MASTERLIST - SMUT
MASTERLIST - FLUFF

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I sleep in the basement, making up rap beats

Hot cup of tea, it’s four o'clock in the middle of the night, and I can’t sleep

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ it’s all on the peak,

 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ so bad i can taste it while it eats me

Some part of me feels a little bit naked and empty  

 I’m stuck underneath a few dirty old blankets to comfort me

SEXUAL FRUSTRATION pt. 3 - JBB + SGR

{synopsis} platonic relationship between reader and bucky until bucky decides to help reader relieve some stress

{warnings} oral sex (mr + fr), dirty talk, un-protected sex (assumed reader’s on pill and they’re all clean of STDs), vaginal sex, fingering, breast play, dom! steve and dom!bucky at first, dom!reader towards the middle and end,

{pairing} bucky + steve x fem!reader

{word count} 1430

{tags} @aqueenwithoutherkingx @melconnor2007 @brokenanxiety @hollycornish @mika127210 @almondbuttercup @kellieabro


AUTHOR’S NOTE - sorry for the long wait everyone! hope it was worth it lol


  It was dark in Y/N’s room that night; lonely. She had just about given up hope on Bucky; decided that he just wanted to tease her, nothing else. She lay in her bed, thoughts swimming through her mind, clouding her senses. She knew she was being overly dramatic, people had much bigger problems than a lack of sexual intercourse in their life. But she felt like she had been played; she did so much good for the world, and this is what she gets?

  A noise outsider her door caused Y/N to peak open one eye. What the hell is it now?

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rosy-tea  asked:

Hello! Is there any chance you'd be willing to share your recipe for the maple cinammon bars? They look incredible 🌹

hi! absolutely, i’d love to! and thank you so much, hehe - i got the recipe from a magazine called “Fall Baking” by Better Homes and Gardens, and tweaked some ingredients to make a vegan friendly version. <3 :-)

Rich Maple Butter Cake 

Ingredients: 

- 2 cups of flour

- 3 tbsp. of granulated sugar

- ½ tsp. of ground cinnamon

- 1/3 cup of cold butter (i used vegan butter)

- ¾ cup of softened butter (melted in the microwave) 

- 1 egg (vegan tip: for every egg a recipe calls for, replace it with a mashed banana, or a ¼ cup of unsweetened applesauce w/ a ½ tsp of baking powder)! 

- 2/3 cup of maple syrup

- ½ cup of half-and-half (i substituted this ingredient w/ a half cup of vanilla almond milk instead)!

Baking Process:

1). Preheat oven to 350.* In a medium bowl, combine 1 cup of the flour, the 3 tbsp. of sugar, and the cinnamon. Use a pastry blender to add in the 1/3 cup of cold butter until mixture resembles fine crumbs and starts to cling together. Pat into the bottom of a 9-inch square baking pan. Bake 5 minutes or just until set. 

2). In a large bowl, beat the ¾ cup of softened butter with a mixture on medium for about 30 seconds. Add the ¾ cup of sugar; beat until combined. Beat in egg (use your mashed banana or applesauce sub). Then add the maple syrup. Add in the remaining flour and the half-and-half (almond milk) alternately, beating on low after each addition just until combined (batter may appear slightly curdled). Pour into the crust-lined pan. 

3). Bake for about 35 minutes or until cake is nearly firm when gently shaken. Cool in pan or on a wire rack. If desired, sift powdered sugar over top and serve with additional maple syrup. Store, covered, in the refrigerator up to 3 days.