because he's not in it but the pairing is

TEW Dating Headcanons


Dating Sebastian would involve:

  • Falling asleep alone but waking up with him. He doesn’t like staying out late for work, but definitely makes up for it with warm cuddles
  • This man cannot cook but will try his very best to impress you with plenty of home cooked meals and other little labors of love
  • Sometimes when he’s drunk he really can’t keep all the horrible things he’s seen, and all his fears from spilling out. He’s always afraid you’ll leave because of he’s such a unreliable wreck. Just hold him tight. He’s a sensitive guy and needs love and support.
  • Big on PDA, no mater the time or the place if he gets the urge to kiss and cling to you it’s going to happen
  • Acts really confident and serious during lewd acts but will fall apart if you give him attention
  • Seb’s a detective. He almost always a pair of handcuffs on hand. No need to say anything else.


Dating Joseph would involve:

  • He is such a dork and will try to be really formal and polite the first few months you are dating. A bit old fashioned and always a gentleman.
  • Working at the KPD is overwhelming but with your support he feels like he can do anything
  • So passionate it’s rather infectious. Seeing him get excited about a movie/book/whatever seems to rub off on you even if you have zero knowledge/investment in what he’s obsessing over
  • Loves receiving PDA. Hoh boy its wild how reactive he is to every little touch. He’s a bit loud though, so maybe save it for home and not at the station.
  • He’s so soft spoken and gentle but he is fucking strong. It’s almost frightening when you see him work with an axe to cut wood. Wouldn’t want to be on the wrong end of that.
  • Soft cinnamon roll in the streets, total freak in the sheets


Dating Ruvik would involve:

  • First and foremost is his work. If you really are serious about being with him, be ready to lend a helping hand in the lab
  • PDA is a no go at first. He’s not too self conscious about his burns but still doesn’t like being touched or exposed for prolonged periods of times. Over time he’ll come to enjoy holding hands and hugs, but it’ll take some trust.
  • Ruvik is petty as fuck and will hold grudges. Expect small acts of revenge (nothing lethal or really harmful) in the strangest of places.
  • His version of ‘talking dirty’ is using very detached and scientific observations to describe the situation he has you in and what he plans to do you. Don’t expect your actual name to be used. You are just another subject after all.
  • While he doesn’t seem to care and appears cold at times, he is trying so hard to be a better man. While they are few and far between, he will make grand gestures to try and show how he really feels.


Dating Laura would involve:

  • Sneeking out in the middle of the night to see her at the Victoriano mansion
  • She is so soft and beautiful but she is such a fighter. She has a strong spirit and will do anything to protect what she believes in and you are constantly amazed by her sheer resolve
  • She will always blush really hard if you compliment her, without fail. She says she doesn’t like all the flattery but really she holds everything you say close to her heart
  • She will sing until you fall asleep, and loves writing small songs about you
  • She isn’t super confident with PDA, so you’ll have to make the first move. With some reasurement that you love being seen with her she’ll get much more daring with handholding/kissing in public
  • The last gift you receive before the fire from her is a small locket with a picture of the both of you inside.


Dating Stefano would involve:

  • Art. 24/7. You’ll never not be hearing about his art or other artists that he admires.
  • Stefano is rather private about how his art is made and doesn’t divulge many details, but loves the fact that you constantly ask how he does it.
  • Will never ask you to model for him. Don’t take it personally. He just wants to keep you all to himself. The world doesn’t deserve to see the true face of his muse.
  • Not super into PDA but he does leave plenty of marks in the bedroom. No public displays are needed for other people to know that you’re taken.
  • Stefano might take a few pictures now and then when you don’t realize he’s watching.
  • Despite his smug and superior attitude, he does have a good heart (most of the time) and always is someone you can depend on
  • Might like having you depend on him just a little too much…


Dating Tatiana would involve:

  • Team mom will do everything in her power to make you feel safe and loved
  • Not the best at expressing affection out loud and usually comes off as sarcastic but man is she a sap for writing poetry for you
  • She tries to maintain a small ‘garden’ in her office so she can give you bouquets when pretty flowers are in season
  • Middle of the road when it comes to PDA. Either no physical contact whatsoever or she goes full force.
  • She’s a dom. Sorry I don’t get to make the rules
  • She loves spoiling you with gifts


(Bonus: Monsters)


Dating Reborn Laura would involve:

  • General disclaimer, watch out for those nails
  • You were sure the thing was going to maul you the first time you encountered it, but soon the resemblance between the creature and your deceased lover makes sense
  • It’s hard to tell if this Laura remembers you or not, but you aren’t dead yet so that’s got to count for something
  • No need to fear the other creatures of STEM when your significant other is top of the food chain


Dating Haunted Joseph would involve:

  • It’s never clear if he wants to kiss you or eat you
  • So many bite and scratch marks.
  • Despite his aggressive nature, Joseph seems to have brief moments of lucidity in which he frantically apologizes for what he’s done to you.
  • Possessive and nasty as fuck. It’s not beneath him to openly take out his aggression on other Haunted so the other monsters will keep away from you and him.
  • Returning his affections will calm him… temporarily


Dating The Keeper would involve:

  • B i g boy
  • Expect to be carried in his arms or over his shoulder everywhere
  • Honestly the best at hugs and cuddles
  • The tentacles that sprout from the inside of his safe are a bit frightening but they seem to help The Keeper sense his surroundings and gradually become less scary.
  • Cant really kiss but will bend down to softly press his head against yours to show affection
  • Look you will probably die if you attempt lewds. If you are so determined to bang the Keeper just take it slow for your own sake


Dating Obscura would involve:

  • Loves cuddles but she doesn’t really realize that the size difference might be a bit hard on her human
  • Touching her ‘face’ makes her purr, just avoid smudging her lens!
  • Loves bringing back gifts and random things she finds in STEM. Some of these things are more pleasant than others…
  • Stefano is protective of his sweet Obscura. Don’t piss him off.
  • Obscura especially loves ‘surprise hugs’. Try not to have a heart attack when she drops from the ceiling to engage in some PDA
[Voltron]: homecoming

Title: homecoming

Read it on [AO3]
Words: 2,608
Pairing: Sheith
Summary:
The mission is more important than the individual.

But not Shiro. Never Shiro.

Oh man. So I wrote this fic as a way to help process my feelings about S4 because I just can’t get over the fact that every time Keith realizes Shiro (and the team, but mostly Shiro) is in trouble, he drops everything at once to rush in and save him, every single season. It’s just so touching, no matter what you see their relationship as, and I’m just so emo from the S4 finale and what that instinct of Keith’s led into.

So here’s a little thing, also inspired by my friend @breeeliss’s tumblr post here where Shiro and Keith webcam and catch up while they’re apart. Hope y'all enjoy!

special thanks to @ashinan @keith-shiro and @kcgane :D

Also on AO3.


They’re letting him go. Keith knows it’s for the best.

But just know that we’re here for you whenever you need us.

He pulls away from the hug, content with the way their differences worked themselves out. They want the best for him and he couldn’t be more thankful.

As he heads towards the exit, he looks back at them. Hunk, Coran, and Pidge are tearful but accepting. Shiro, Allura, and Lance are full of hope. They’re all smiling at him with pride in their eyes, the kind of pride one would expect from family, the kind Keith’s never experienced before meeting Shiro.

His eyes make a final sweep over his team and linger on Shiro. The understanding in his expression is the same one Keith fell for all those years ago: the silent gaze that’s always made Keith feel known. Seeing it now, Keith knows with certainty that Shiro has never needed any further explanations. And after everything he’s gone through to get Shiro back, it’s now Keith’s turn to leave.

I know you are. And I can’t tell you how much that means to me.

He’s glad for it. The Blade is important to him — it’s where he’s meant to be. Just like Shiro was meant to be in the Black Lion. To be a leader.

They will accept this. They have to.

And even if they don’t, Keith doesn’t plan on giving them a choice.

So with a smile and one last look, he departs from his newfound home in pursuit of another.

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Confident Seduction.

Requested by avengershavethetardis: Where the reader was a member of Kingsman and when they go to meet the Statesmen Agent Whiskey starts to try and “seduce” her but he then realizes that she just flirts right back and he seems kind of flustered around her but then develops feelings for her because of her confidence.
Pairing: Agent Whiskey x Reader.
Fandom: Kingsman.
Warnings: Swearing, very mild sexual references.
Word Count: 1814

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Bullies

Pairing: Stan Uris x Reader

Request Summary: You and Stan don’t really get along, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

Author’s Note: I combined two requests because I thought they worked well together!

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All of the Loser’s Club sighed and rolled their eyes as they heard you and Stan going at it again. They could all feel the headaches start to come on and Eddie was tempted to shoot himself right there and then.

“Will you s-stop arguing for g-g-God’s sake!” shouted Bill.

“He started it,” you mumbled childishly, pointing at Stan.

“I did not! You’re the one that started it!“ Stan retorted.

“That’s it,” Beverly stated, standing up and brushing off her skirt. “I’m leaving, you two are giving me a headache.”

“What about the ice cream?” You pouted slightly, remembering why you were all here in the first place.

“You can get it yourself,” Ben said, standing up along with the rest of the group.

You and Stan watched as the Losers all walked away together, slightly upset.

“This is your fault,” you said, turning your head towards Stan.

He shook his head, standing up and walking over to his bike. “Whatever you say.”

You watched as he got on the bike and left, feeling upset that your arguing had caused your friends to be mad at you.

You sat, feeling sorry for yourself before saying “fuck it” and deciding to get ice cream by yourself. You didn’t need your friends. Yeah, it would’ve been nice to have them go with you, but whatever.

Hopping on your bike, you began to pedal towards the local ice cream shop.

-

“Enjoy your ice cream,” the teenager at the counter said, looking extremely bored.

“You too!”

Shaking your head, you thought about how stupid it was to say that. Shrugging it off, you continued to lick at your desert, loving the way it tasted. You walked around the little shopping center, looking at some of the clothes through the windows.

Then you heard what sounded like an animal cry.

Furrowing your eyebrows, you walked towards the noise as it continuously got louder. You were led to an empty alley where you could see four figures standing above a hurt dog.

“HEY!”

The figures turned around and you could feel your face pale at the sight of the Bowers gang. All of their eyes narrowed at the sight of you, but you didn’t care. They were hurting a poor dog for heavens sake!

“What do you want?” Henry spat.

“I want you to leave that poor dog alone,” you replied, taking a brave (and possibly stupid) step forward.

“Mmm, how about no?” You watched as Henry flipped open a switchblade and you immediately lunged forward, attempting to rip it out of his hands.

You were unable to get very far, however, as you felt someone yank the back of your shirt. You felt the collar choke you a bit and coughed as you fell on your butt. Looking up, you saw Patrick and Henry standing above you and you scooted back slightly.

Henry held the switchblade in his hand and took a step forward, pointing it towards you. You backed up into a wall and looked around, trying to find some way to escape. You noticed that the dog was now gone and silently wondered whether or not the dogs life was worth your own.

The two boys took menacing steps forward as the other two stood behind them, smug looks on their faces. Henry leaned in and got extremely close to your face. You closed your eyes as he spoke, hot breath hitting your face.

“Looks like we have a new play thing, boys.”

Henry made a move to a slice you in the arm, only to stop when something hit his head. Peeking out from behind Henry, you saw something you would have never guessed you would see in a million years.

Stanley Fucking Uris.

Defending you.

Your eyes widened as you saw the rocks he held in his hand and watched as he threw some at the boys that stalked towards him.

“Go pick on someone your own size!” He yelled.

Henry stood up from in front of you and started taking steps towards Stan, only to stop when he got pelted with rocks. For a split second, while all four boys were on the ground, Stan motioned at you to get over there and you got up as quickly as possible, running over to him. The two of you began to run like your life depended on it (which it kind of did), hearing Bowers behind you.

Stan pulled you along, dodging past pedestrians and making sharp turns. Eventually, you two stopped behind a store and you huddled together, trying to be as quiet as possible.

“Why-“ you were cut off when Stan pressed a hand to your mouth and widened his eyes. Shaking his head frantically, he put a finger to his lips, urging you to be quiet. Doing as he told, you listened as Henry and his friends ran past the place you two had been hiding. As soon as you were sure that they were gone, Stan removed his hand from your mouth and sighed.

“What were you thinking?”

“What do you mean?”

He rolled his eyes.

“You confronted Bowers and his goons and almost got yourself killed in the process. What was that all about?”

You crossed your arms over your chest.

“I’m sorry, but they were about to murder a fucking animal. I couldn’t let them do that!” You exclaimed. “Plus, why do you care? You always argue with me any-“

You were cut off when Stan smashed his lips onto your own. Your mind had barely processed what was happening before Stan was already pulling away.

“Yeah, I argue with you because I don’t know how else to express my feelings. You’re such an amazing person and I can understand if you don’t like me back, I get it but-“

This time he was cut off when you pressed your lips against his.

“Shut up Stanley.”

He blushed brightly and smiled, hugging you tightly. Smiling, you brought your hands up to his curly hair and twisted some of it around your finger, enjoying the moment.

Pulling away, you two smiled widely at each other.

“But seriously, don’t ever do that again.”

The 5 times Bucky Barnes sees you (Part 4)

Plot - The fourth time he sees you the world falls from beneath his feet and he’s convinced you’re out of his life forever
Prompt 35 - ‘Here, you can borrow my blanket’
Pairing - Barista!Bucky X Reader AU
Words - 1,443
Warnings - Angst mwhaha, Jealous!Bucky
A/N - Listen, things were going too well and because I’m a horrible person I had to change that hwhehehe. As usual this is to celebrate Sofia’s @nataliarxmanxva Seasons Change Writing Challenge. As always, leave me some feedback I love hearing from you all.
((Part 3))

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The fourth time he sees you you’re walking into the coffee shop in clothes much smarter than you were wearing a mere few days ago.

Yet you still wore your signature fluffy coat, hands tucked into the sleeves as you shook off the snow from your shoulders. Nose red from the frigid temperature outside.

The smart clothing sparks a little curiosity in his mind but its dismissed as you walk up to the counter and order the same thing as last time, yet this time he doesn’t ask if you want cream and sprinkles because he knows you don’t like drinking hot chocolate without it.

“What’s got you all dressed up doll?” He asks casually, skilfully manoeuvring around the equipment behind the counter, pulling a mug out from underneath the work top – the same one as last time.

The way you duck your head to hide your face makes his heart skip a beat

“I’ve got a date” You smile, excitement lighting up your eyes before its dulled by nervousness “Got to look good don’t I James?” You tease, spinning around in a circle to show off your outfit.

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Take On Me

Summary: Richie shows up at Y/N’s door to tell her how he feels but realizes she’s going through love problems herself

Pairing: Richie x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, cliffhanger

A/N: I’m going to try to redeem myself because honestly I feel like part two sucks??? So here is a hopefully (fingers crossed) better part three! Part four?….

Originally posted by wyattswolfs


                          We’re talking away, I don’t know what I’m to say,


Maybe he should’ve noticed she was crying as he spilled out his feelings for her on her front porch. He only noticed when he stopped rambling to take a nervous breath. Then he realized and felt like utter, complete shit.

“Ya know, if you didn’t like me you could’ve just said so.” Richie said weakly.

“No, no, it’s not ‘cause you just randomly showed up Rich. It’s… Oh, just come inside.” She let him inside, leading him to her living room. “Do you mind if I just finish up this call?”

Richie shook his head. Y/N picked up the phone and put it up to her ear. 

“Hey Bev. I’m back.”

He blinked. Beverly

“What? Oh, it was Richie.” There was a buzz from the phone, too faint for him to hear what Beverly was saying, but enough to hear her surprise. “Yes. Do you know any other Richie Tozier?… Um, okay. I’ll talk to you later then.” Y/N hung up. 

“Maybe I should come back another time?” Richie asked awkwardly as he stared at the pile of tissues near the phone.


                        I’ll say it anyway, today’s another day to find you,


“No. I don’t want you to go.” 

“Okay.” 

There was a silence before she spoke up. 

“I’ve been having problems lately. Relationship problems.”

Richie felt like he’d been punched. Was this God’s idea of cruelty or of giving him a chance?

“O-oh.” His voice sounded an octave higher than usual.

“Yeah.” She bit her lip. “You haven’t been around lately.” That was true. He’d been avoiding everyone until he finally decided to get some help from Beverly. 

“I know. I’m sorry.” He added on afterwards, his mind racing for something to say except ‘fuck’ repeatedly.

“It’s okay. I’m just glad you’re here. I’m such an idiot. What were you telling me earlier when I opened the door?” Y/N turned to him with a small smile and Richie’s heart plummeted. Of course. Of course. God’s cruelty it was. He should’ve known she wasn’t paying attention as she opened the door, her eyes full of tears, and her shock at him being at her door. Of fucking course.

It seemed to her his expression flickered before he smiled back at her.

“Nothing. It was nothing.”


                           Shying away, I’ll be coming for your love, okay?


Moments.

Requested by Anon: A fic where reader works for Kingsman as the new agent and Merlin is always being really sweet and kind to her and one day she’s talking to Eggsy and Roxy and they’re complaining about how tough Merlin is on them and Readers like what? He’s always nice to me and they’re like laughing “Yeah, because he’s got a crush on you.
Pairing: Merlin x Reader
Fandom: Kingsman 
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 1433

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Jealousy

Requested by @andwizzlev : “HI LOVE HOW U DOING !?

I just wanted to say I love that imagine w/ Reggie “sorry” and I was thinking if I can ask for another Reggie Imagine but like an over protective/ jealousy imagine ? Maybe someone grabs my ass and he gets all worked up about it ?”

A/N: I hope you like it because I’m kinda really proud of how it turned out. 
Also, please note that English isn’t my first language. Feedback is always appreciated! xx


Pairing: Reggie Mantle x Reader

Warnings: jealous!Reggie, protective!Reggie, some curse words, sexual assault (ass grabbing), I think that’s it.

Word Count: 1,186


Reggie always was the type of boyfriend who gets protective over you for seemingly small things and he got jealous pretty fast. At first, it didn’t bother me much though but then his behavior got worse and he started to get angry for the things that didn’t even were that bad in my opinion. He once got extremely pissed just because some guy looked at me a few seconds too long.

Reggie has ignored me a few times because he was so jealous. I told him countless times that he didn’t need to worry, that I would never leave him for someone else, that I loved him endlessly. But the boy never stopped getting jealous over little things. He has never laid a hand on someone, though. Not until today at least.

We were at a party of some dude whose name I couldn’t remember. Reggie drank some beer, I, on the other hand, didn’t. The reason being so I could drive us home. It didn’t bother me though because I didn’t enjoy drinking alcohol that much anyway.

Reggie and I were in the living room talking to some of our friends. But I just couldn’t find it in me to listen to the conversation. My mind was somewhere else. Reggie and I had a fight earlier about his behavior towards practically every guy on this planet. He got pretty angry because in his opinion I dressed too ‘revealing’. Which wasn’t the matter, I dressed like I always did. The same skirt I wore at school today that barely reached my knees. And now he ‘punished’ me with the silent treatment. He was being childish if you’d ask me.

Even though he had already drunken a couple of beer his eyes still held this stone cold look. It was hard, to be honest. We were supposed to be having fun today, letting loose for once, since we both had a lot on our plate the past couple of weeks. Reggie had to train more for football and I had to take care of my grades to get my parents off my back. But obviously, it didn’t work out as planned.

After what feels like an eternity I decided to search for my friends. I couldn’t handle the cold shoulder he was giving me. “I’ll be back in a few minutes,” I muttered to Reggie, even though I knew he couldn’t care less right now.

I pushed my way through the crowd, hoping I’d find my friends soon to get my mind off of the whole situation. Even if it’s only for a few minutes. I didn’t get far when a hand grabbed my butt. I immediately turned around to see the disrespectful douche bag. His face was unknown by me. He smirked down at me. The guy seemed like he thought he’s the best. As I turned around to walk away from him, his hand grabbed my wrist, keeping me in place. “Let go of me, you jerk,” I spat, trying to get his hand off of me. He just laughed and said something along the lines of “No need to hurry doll”.

“I’m going to say it one last time. Let go of me or else-”

“Or else what? You’re gonna call Mummy?” he laughed. “No, but her boyfriend, asshole.”

Before I could even process what was happening, the guy was ripped from me and laid now on the floor with Reggie on top of him while he punched in his face repeatedly. As I finally realized what was going on I tried to grab my boyfriend’s shoulder to get him off of the boy. “Stop, Reg.”

He continued to beat the hell out of him. My heart was pounding so fast. I’ve never seen him like this before and honestly, I was scared. Not of him in particular, but of the whole situation. “Reggie, please,” I begged, pulling harder on his shoulder. Tears started to fill my eyes. I was overwhelmed and it didn’t help that no one cared to help. They just stood there watching the whole scene that played in front of them. Some were even recording it with their phones.

Reggie didn’t stop, not even when the guy fell unconscious. Suddenly someone finally intervened and pulled him away. They got him outside to cool off and I followed them silently. The tears were streaming over my face by now.

“Thanks, guys,” I mumbled to our saviors and wiped the tears away. “You’re welcome,” one of them smiled softly, then they left.

Reggie sat on the stairs and stared straight ahead. Sighing I followed suit but with the exception that my eyes were fixed on him. We sat there in silence for a few minutes. "Reggie,” I whispered hesitantly. He just shook his head. “I know you don’t want to talk about this but we have to.” A quiet “I know” left his lips.

We fell silent after that once again. I wanted to give him the time he needed. My eyes still lingered on him, taking in his broken figure. I haven’t seen him this vulnerable before. He took a deep breath as he decided to talk. “Did he,” he took a breath again, before continuing, “did he hurt you?”

“No,” I said truthfully. A sigh of relief slipped through his lips. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. He still didn’t dare to meet my eyes. “I know.” I laid my hand on the back of his neck, letting my thumb rub smoothing patterns in his skin. “I got so angry when he touched you and I just couldn’t help it. It’s like I lost the control over my body.” His voice was full of guilt.

Before I could say something he continued to speak. “I’m also sorry that I acted like an ass today and well, the past couple of weeks. I couldn’t shake off the thought of losing you. I know you said you wouldn’t leave me. But what if you’ll find someone better, someone, who doesn’t get jealous over every little thing? Someone who makes you happier than I ever did? You deserve so much better than me,” his voice broke at the end. His eyes finally meeting mine.

But the sight of them broke my heart in millions of pieces. They were filled with tears. “I’m so sorry you feel this way. I had no idea,” I whispered. My voice was rough as I fought the tears that made their way in my eyes. I felt like the worst girlfriend ever. How could I not notice this?

“I love you, Reg, okay? There will never be someone better for me because you’re truly the best thing that happened to me. I’m so glad to have you in my life. I promise you that I’ll make sure you never feel like this again from now on.” My hands cupped his face. My right thumb stroked his cheek, wiping the tear away that escaped his eye.

“You deserve to feel loved every day,” I added softly with a small smile.

“I really don’t deserve you,” he sniffles. “Yes, you do, love.”

Pennywise x Fem! Reader Bedtime Head Cannons

I REALLY wanted to write more head cannons, and I haven’t gotten any requests for these yet, so here you go.


1. Penny doesn’t fully understand why you need to sleep every night.

2. Penny also doesn’t understand why you have to complete so many rituals before you turn in. You clean yourself up, change your clothes, brush your teeth. It honestly to him feels silly you do all this just to lay down and close your eyes for several hours.

3. Penny doesn’t sleep because he hibernates, so he doesn’t sleep with you.

4. Sometimes Pennywise cuddles you as you sleep.

5. Penny doesn’t really like it when you go to sleep, because he gets lonely without you.

6. Penny tries to keep you from sleeping by hiding your toothbrush or holding your pajamas above his head so you can’t reach them.

7. Eventually you either give up and look for another pair of pajamas or Penny begrudgingly gives them to you.

8. Sometimes Pennywise curls up at your feet while you sleep. Like a cat.

9. When you wake up in the morning, you are often greeted with a smiling Pennywise inches away from your face.

10. “Good morning love~” “Penn, it’s four in the morning. Let me sleep.”

11. Penny has woken you up before by licking your face clear from your chin to your hairline. Then you have to go and wash clown drool off your face.

12. Pennywise prefers that you sleep in his domain in a “nest” he made for you, but you aren’t about to go sleep down in the sewer.

Intoxicated -2- Jin

Originally posted by ksjinie

Intoxicated -2- Jin

a/n; Light smut, I hope you like it!

Parts; Masterlist | 01 | 02 |

Pairing; Jin x Reader

Genre; Fluff, light smut

word count; 3.069

Intoxicate;

  1. to make (someone) unable to think and behave normally
  2. to excite or please

Summary; Meeting Jin at the airport was something you definitely did not expect but him falling for you, was making you feel intoxicated.




“Don’t be ridiculous.”

“I’m not, maybe we are meant for each other.” You huffed because he really didn’t make any sense. You really didn’t believe in that kind of stuff. “Sure Jin.” you rolled your eyes when you suddenly felt his hand on your leg. “Don’t be rude.” You cocked your head because you weren’t sure what he meant by rude, as you didn’t really do anything except for rolling your eyes.

“Rude?”

“Don’t roll your eyes at me.” Point taken because when you met his eyes, you were surprised to see that they were darker than before and the vibe he was giving, felt a bit dangerous, so no rolling your eyes at him anymore.

“Sorry it’s a habit I guess.” you actually apologized, how dumb. But at least now you weren’t afraid of getting spanked by him or something crazy like that because when he looked at you like that, you couldn’t help but think about the book “fifty shades of grey” but when you apologized, the mood immediately changed and he removed his hand from your leg and that’s when you surprised yourself by the fact that you were holding your breath. Jin did weird things to you and for a second you could just stare at him and his knowing smirk.

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anonymous asked:

Hot rough sex with taron, him pushing you up against a wall, hands around ur neck and making you call him daddy 😏

Originally posted by angelic-breeze

dump nsfw fantasies here // i love your messages, keep sending more about taron

  • taron didn’t even need to make you call him daddy because uhm hello who wouldn’t to call him one????
  • both of you had just arrived from an event, maybe a dinner with friends or some sort and tbh the whole time taron and you were exchanging devilish and dirty looks 
  • so once both of you arrived home, he immediately pinned you against the wall as the door closed behind him
  • he’d tug your shirt over your head and unbutton your pants, disrobing you until you were left only in your panties and bra
  • taron, too, would begin to undress himself up until he was only left with his pair of boxers and revealing his torso
  • and so he’d continue it, placing his hands at your waist and crashing his lips with yours
  • eventually those hands would ascend their way up until it reached around your soft and sensitive neck which sent goosebumps around your skin once you felt his cold palm against it
  • meanwhile your hands would roam around his body too! mainly his torso that you loved tracing against
  • also you’d let taron take over you especially after he once gained access into your mouth
  • god his tongue and his lips were just amazing like you couldn’t even believe he could be this much of a god????
  • “i’ve been waiting for this all day, darling,”
  • between kisses he’d tell you, “jump.”
  • and you did!! of course taron caught you and afterwards you wrapped your legs around his waist tightly as you gained your balance
  • taron carried your weight from downstairs, along the staircase, and finally towards the bedroom without breaking the kiss
  • he laid you against the white bed sheets, he’d pull your panties down and toss it alongside
  • you’d hear a mellow groan under taron’s breath as he had taken a great look at the sight in front of him —which additionally added to his libido
  • furthermore the night lead to rough sex due to your needy boyfriend who’d been craving your your tight little cunt all night oops
Under My Wings

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader
Words: 806
Requested by Anonymous:  May I get a Gabriel x Reader please where he knows the reader, his wife, is interested in having kids but he keeps avoiding the subject as he’s afraid of people (angels, hunters etc.) coming after their nephilim children, but then she ends up falling pregnant anyway and Gabriel vows to always protect them both? 

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           You looked over at Gabriel. It was the same conversation over and over again. And it always ended up the same way. Well, not this time.

           “Y/N, I love you. You’re the only human I have ever loved this way. Marrying you was dangerous enough. I do not want to bring a Nephilim child into this world. They’re considered an abomination. They will be targeted. Don’t you see that?” Gabriel was emotional and passionate about his speech every time he gave it.

           “Gabriel, I married you because I love you. And I want to have a family with you. Please,” you practically begged.

           “Y/N, we’ve talked about this.”

           “No,” you said, “It’s not talking when I say please and you say no. That’s not a discussion.”

           “Y/N, no.”

           “See?”

           And then he was gone. He just disappeared. You hated when he did that. He just ran from his problems.

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Surfacing 2/3

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/12256335/chapters/28176966

Pairing: Richie Tozier/Eddie Kaspbrak

Summary: It was a soft press of lips, hesitant and warm against his own, and Eddie could smell the candy the other boy had eaten earlier, sweet and sugary. Richie´s hands were on his shoulders, pushing him further down into the couch so he could lean over him. Eddie didn’t know what to do with his arms, or his lips, or the situation he was in, for that matter. He couldn’t think, because Richie Tozier was kissing him on the mouth.

Tags: First kiss, light angst, internalized homophobia 

anonymous asked:

Could u pls do something where it's a special occasion and u and Luke have just had sex but then he gets called for work and he feels really guilty because he hates to leave u right after sex cus it looks sleazy and it's supposed to be a special day for u guys

Awwh I love this idea! I hope you enjoy reading it <3

A Special Night

Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing: Luke Alvez x Reader
Prompt: Request

Description: Luke always hated leaving you, but this time it was exceptionally difficult.

A year. That was how long you and Luke had been together. No one, least of all you and Luke, would have ever expected this day to come. Given all the chaos of your lives – especially the demands of Luke’s job at the BAU – it was a type of miracle that you had made it this far.

Of course, the love you had for one another was incredible. Sometimes it felt like you were the perfect fit. Imagining life without him was practically unthinkable. But it was undeniable that his job as an FBI agent had constantly put a strain on the relationship.

It was inevitable really – the long hours, frequent travel, stressful nature. You had lost count of how many times he’d had to cancel a date on short-notice or had been forced to turn down the offers of meeting your friends and family.

Waking up alone in a freezing cold bed wasn’t something anyone would want. Nor was having to contact him via hurried phone calls and brief text messages. Having him miss out on all the important moments of your life wasn’t easy. But it was worth it. You loved him and he loved you.

Besides, a night like tonight was meant to make up for all those broken promises and missed time.

Luke had ensured he had the entire weekend off so you could catch up on some much-needed reconnecting time. It had been a hectic past month at the BAU and it had taken its emotional toll. Tonight was what you both needed – just a chance to be together.

You usually weren’t a huge fan of anniversaries, finding red roses and extravagant gifts and declarations unnecessary. All you wanted was to spend the entire night with the man you loved.

It had been the wonderful celebration you had envisaged – a romantic meal in, deep conversation and sparks flying as the two of you moved into the bedroom.

It wasn’t just the emotional side of your relationship that suffered due to the long-distance, undoubtedly you both missed the physical connection too.

It had been extremely intense and passionate as the two of you rolled around in the sheets, soft moans and breathy gasps the only sound echoing around the room. It was everything you had dreamed of for the past month.

Afterwards, you lay entangled together. There was nothing quite like the feeling of soft skin on skin. Luke’s arm was draped protectively around your waist, his fingers dancing across you skin to trace soothing patterns. You nuzzled his neck affectionately as your head rested on his chest, sighing as he ran his fingers through your hair.

It was perfect…until his phone rang noisily.

Luke’s loud groan made your heart fall in disappointment. You both anticipated what was about to happen. Dread consumed your stomach as he glanced at you apologetically, reluctantly outstretching his arm to answer his buzzing mobile.

You smiled sadly as you shifted off his chest, flopping exasperatedly back down onto the plump pillows. Your eyes avoided his, worried that you would betray the extent of your distress.

It was hard because you completely admired and respected Luke’s devotion to his job. After all, you had fallen in love with him for who he was – a brave, courageous and caring individual. But not being able to see him and even when you did, the threat of him being pulled away at a moment’s notice, haunted you.

Even worse still, you could tell how much he hated it. You knew he felt guilty about not being there and for missing so much. So, voicing or even showing your displeasure seemed cruel. It was just an unfortunate situation.  

“Okay. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

You didn’t have to be a profiler to hear the strain in Luke’s voice. He sighed heavily as he angrily flung his phone to the bottom of the bed. He held his face in his hands as he desperately rubbed at his face in despair.

“It’s okay.”

Your words were sincere, despite your sadness at your special night together being ruined. This was definitely not how you had intended on celebrating your anniversary. However, Luke needed your support right now.

“It’s not Y/N.” He muttered quietly. The pain his voice made your heart break slightly, rendering you momentarily speechless. “I hate leaving you.”

You could tell he despised himself. He always hated leaving you, but running out on your after your moment of intimacy seemed exceptionally cruel. It disgusted him because he felt so sleazy, abandoning you like that.

He couldn’t help but wonder if his actions stirred some resentment inside you. After all, he wouldn’t have even treated a one-night stand like this in the past. Yet, here he was skipping out on his girlfriend…on their anniversary night no less.

“They need you.” You told him simply, twisting your hands in the bedsheets as you watched him sigh exasperatedly. The guilt was eating him up.

You sat up, pulling him into a warm embrace as you sat behind him. He relaxed into your hold as he leant his head back to rest upon your shoulder. Your hands roamed down his chest, tracing soothing patterns as you pressed delicate kisses along his jawline.

“Luke, I don’t care about a special date night – even if it is for our anniversary.” You told him quietly, peppering his neck and shoulders with affectionate kisses. “You’re what makes it special…and you’re all mine.”

Your voice held the hint of a smile as you held him close, feeling his reassuring heartbeat under your fingers. He lifted his hand to intertwine yours together, pressing a gentle kiss on the back of your hand. Despite his anguish, a small smile flickered on his face as he twisted his head to face you. His warm brown eyes softening as they took in your beautiful form.

“Have I ever told you how wonderful you are?” He murmured softly, tenderly brushing a stray strand of hair from your face.

In that moment, he could have sworn you were an angel – your skin glowing as a bright smile lit up your face, your warmth pressed against him as your delicate curls framed your face.

You leant forward to capture his lips in a passionate kiss, your hands entangling in his short dark curls as you pulled him even closer to you. You smiled against his lips as his arms wrapped tightly around your waist.

“Not often enough.”

Dating Mark Headcanons

What’s good everyone? :) I don’t know if I’ve done this before, but I mean it’s Mark Lee who can say no 😂

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• You had met Mark through being an MC on an award program

• Being a rookie idol, your company took it as an opportunity to promote you

• They paired you up with Mark, another rookie idol but in a bigger company

• Since the contract lasted a year, you decided to befriend each other

• Every break you and Mark would go get a drink together

• You hit it off very quickly, and soon enough, he asked you out

• Mark is honestly the biggest sweetheart ever

• Whenever you’re sick, he offers to buy you whatever you need

• buys you your favorite snacks randomly because “he wanted to”

• Loves asking you for help on his lyrics!!

• Thinks that you’re the reason why his raps don’t flop,,

• Takes you out on dates every Wednesday because “it’s a lucky day”

• Mainly takes you to a park or movie

• Really likes going to the park in the afternoon

• Like it’s not too romantic

• but it’s a place where children go to and it just kinda reminds him of adolescence and how innocent love is

• Gets inspired really easily lmao

• “MARK I THINK THE TOASTER SET ON FIRE???” “the toasters on fire.. How would that sound in Korean?”

•gets all shy when you go on stage together aww ;;

•like legit you never announced that you were dating to the public

•but it’s so obvious that you’re dating, people just ship it


Originally posted by nakasyuta