VIRGO: So, you’re finally figuring out where the pieces of your life are supposed to fit together and ‘relief’ is a bit of an understatement. There was a time in which your existence felt a lot like trying to finish a puzzle while blindfolded: all of the parts within reach yet, still so far away. But you kept going and you found yourself again and I hope that you’re proud. I hope that when you go to sleep at night you feel comfortable with your decisions and all of the things you’ve been strong enough to overcome. I can’t promise that you won’t find yourself faced with broken things in need of fixing again, but I can promise that you’ll be able to put it back together. You always do.
LIBRA: It seems like every time you leave the house nowadays you brace yourself for impact, which is another way of saying that you’ve had to abandon being soft in order to survive. You’ve had to use your voice to ask for things that your earlier self would’ve shoved under the carpet. And while that’s definitely something to be proud of, the strength you’ve found within yourself, don’t let that close you off to all of the joy that accompanies being kind and open. It’s possible to stand your ground with open palms; asking for what you deserve and embracing the gentler aspects of life aren’t mutually exclusive. They never will be unless you let them.
SCORPIO: I know that it’s hard to refrain from comparing yourself to every person you meet, but you have to remember that not everybody has had the same background as you. Not everybody understands the feeling that comes with being told you’re not good enough, or the feeling of realizing that the people you thought were friends had been bringing you so far down that your back was flat against the floor. You haven’t fallen behind or lost your way just because you’ve had to take a few detours in order to find yourself. You’re trying your best, and your best is more than good enough. Someday you’ll be grateful that you kept on fighting.
SAGITTARIUS: Recently you felt the spark that can only ever mean something is beginning; it’s unfortunate that sometimes this also indicates that another thing is ending. And while that’s typically sad, an event you’re bound to mourn, every closed door is an opportunity to turn yourself around and have an experience that you wouldn’t normally. Eras will end as you continue to grow into yourself, and that doesn’t mean that they’re THE end. Be self-aware and work some more on loving yourself as you embrace these fresh starts and their accompanying lifestyle changes; there’s nothing shameful about being a fan of yourself.
CAPRICORN: One of the hardest things you’ll ever have to learn is that sometimes people leave and there isn’t a reason or a motive behind it, they just go. And that doesn’t mean that you did anything to instigate this, or that you push where others pull; it just means that because of whatever external reason, something wasn’t quite right. There’s no reason to make lists of all the people that you feel you’ve driven away when there are others beside you that are supportive, wanting only to shower you in the affection that you dole out so generously. The way that your peers choose to exit your life is always going to be a choice that they make themselves. You are not a burden.
AQUARIUS: You don’t have to treat every beautiful thing that waltzes into your path as if it’s temporary, bound to disappear as soon as you look away. I know that it’s hard to take good fortune with anything other than a grain of salt after everything you’ve lost, but perpetually being in a state of worry when you have no reason to be so is ridiculous. Your potential for happiness is so much greater than you’re allowing yourself to have. There aren’t limits or rules when it comes to the progress you make and the people you invite into your life. If you spend all of your time walking on eggshells, you’ll never able to leave your mark. Be bold. Be genuine.
PISCES: You’ve been taking happy vibes to the next level lately and that’s nothing to be ashamed of. I know occasionally you start thinking that maybe you don’t deserve to be feeling this light, or that there are more pressing aspects of your life that you should be devoting your attention to, but what you’re doing right now is more than okay. It’s encouraged, in fact. Try not to hold yourself to a higher standard than you would hold the people that you love to. The perfectionist that shows up within you very once in awhile to make unnecessary comments about your progress isn’t the boss of you, you’re the boss of it. Allow yourself to be happy without any strings attached.
ARIES: It always takes time to adjust to a situation that you’ve never been in before, especially when you’re doing it all by yourself. Don’t forget that you’ve seen and conquered cities much bigger than this one. I know that everything in you wants to make a snap judgement regarding whether or not you like the direction you’re walking in, but try to refrain from doing so too soon as it could change your perception of an otherwise lovely experience. Give this road a chance before re-routing and switching courses altogether. Listen to your gut, you know more than anybody else what will benefit you most in the long run.
TAURUS: Are your days really blurring together, or are you so afraid of feeling something new that you’re hiding behind the safety of monotony? Sure, you’re stuck in more than a couple of ways, nobody’s denying that you’ve faced more than your share of quicksand. But something you should consider is how your actions play into that. I think there’s a sort of comfort in being stationary, as you know exactly what to expect, but I also think that you deserve a better quality of life than you’re currently getting and some of the responsibility for changing that rests on your shoulders. Try something new this month and see what happens next.
GEMINI: The heat of summer has peaked and descended and you’re finally able to leave the house without getting burned. This means that it’s time to refamiliarize yourself with your surroundings, because in the midst of life and all its trials I think you’ve forgotten about what’s in front of you. Examining the ground that your feet touch day after day, with eyes that are wise and observant and actually looking, can lead to revelations about yourself. I know that you’ve felt the holes in your life as of late and you’ve been looking for something to fill them, and the materials to do this are closer than you think. You might already be holding them.
CANCER: It’s really easy to overthink your choices when you’ve become accustomed to exposing the soft parts of yourself only to be handled roughly and without the right amount of care. And yet despite your history of hurt you’re still choosing to try again, which says a lot more about you than other people’s actions ever could. Nobody is going to hate you for laying bare your heart and soul, and if they do then that means they don’t deserve to see it anyways. You are allowed to feel proud of your accomplishments and you’re allowed to be vocal about it. Don’t be hesitant with self praise and accepting it from others. Everyone’s rooting for you.
LEO: Your environment lately has been hectic, to say the least, and that’s starting to take a toll on you more than you can probably see. I know that it feels as though you don’t have time to take a break, and that in order to cross-off every task on your never-ending to-do list you need to constantly be on the run, but that’s just your anxiety talking. While time is a constant wave that we’re all riding, that doesn’t mean you can’t lay back and enjoy the view as you float. Caring for yourself will never be detrimental to your progress, as the health of your mind and body are crucial when it comes to success. Give yourself a break for not being a superhero.
Can you do RFA reaction to an MC that's really into cosplaying? <3
you send him approximately one (1) picture of you in a revealing cosplay and he practically dies.
People see you like that???? People take pictures of you like that?????
omg is anyone ever WEIRD to you when you dress up???!?
HE’LL FIGHT THEM
Yoosung is both very intrigued about your hobby and simultaneously very worried about how other people treat you. Obviously, he comes with you to all conventions to make sure the weirdos can’t harass you, though he’s too embarrassed to dress up???
like he thinks it’ll be weird.
On his birthday, though, you reveal a surprise that you’ve been working on for awhile…
a full set of fitted armor from LOLOL.
You’ve made one for yourself too, and the two of you go out looking BADASS, as Yoosung gets everything he ever wanted and dreamed.
~~he gets to be your cool knight in shining armor IRL!~~
ARE YOU KIDDING ME
THAT’S THE COOLEST
HE WANTS TO GO TO THE APARTMENT LITERALLY RIGHT NOW AND TRY ON CLOTHES WITH YOU.
Zen doesn’t have to be asked twice - he is immediately planning to couple-cosplay with you. It’s just another way to be an actor, after all! And he’s suggesting sickeningly cute couple-cosplay before the two of you are even a couple. like.
he is SO INTO THE IDEA
HE WANTS TO DRESS UP WITH PEOPLE
HE WANTS TO DO DISGUSTINGLY ADORABLE PHOTOSHOOTS WHERE HE’S POSING WITH YOU, AND NOTHING WILL STAND IN HIS WAY.
you both become incredibly popular and fashion stars of the cosplay scene, to the surprise of literally no one.
She doesn’t Get It, but she’s accepting of you grasping her in your cosplayer talons and making her try on a million and one different wigs and outfits.
You’re similarly sized, so she fits into most of your cosplay, and gosh DANG does she look SO GOOD IN IT ALL. You’d be jealous if you weren’t so pleased with having her to dress up, and Jaehee is patient (if somewhat embarrassed) as you fawn over her.
Actually, it’s probably fair to say she enjoys it, though she doesn’t know how to express that. She’s not used to people thinking she’s pretty, so having you go ga-ga over her is…
it’s a nice change of pace. and very flattering.
She’s initially very resistant to going out in your costumes, but after some pleading, you get her to go to a convention with you and
it’s pretty wild.
Jaehee doesn’t entirely know how to deal with how Wild it is, not with having other people take her picture, but she’s with you, so that makes her feel a lot better.
The first picture of you he sees features you with short, pastel blue hair and a form fitting bodysuit. He thinks this is weirdly attractive, but doesn’t know what to think about it, so he represses the emotion and goes on with his life.
The second picture of you he sees features you with sharply cut, long purple hair and a black, frilly dress. He thinks this is weirdly attractive, and he’s also baffled because - wait. This is the same person? What the fuck?
Moments later, you send a picture of yourself in red hair, then green hair, then galaxy-colored hair with stars woven in your braids, and he’s SO CONFUSED. Are you - are you dying your hair over and over? Are you - what’s going on?
you have to explain cosplay to jumin han, along with wigs, makeup, and costuming techniques, and while this man has never been more out of his depth, he is Intrigued, and so Researches the Topic.
this leads jumin han to watching anime with the same, studious intensity that he treats business meetings and partnership propositions.
he researches anime acronyms. he reads anime culture boards.
he finds out what the word waifu means, and he asks you if anyone ever calls you that. you die laughing.
Once you get together, he’s so fascinated by your hobby that he funnels fantastic amounts of money into it, just so long as he can watch you make the stuff and try it on. You consent because - why not? It’s cute to see him so interested.
If you think this boy is anything but entirely and completely stoked then you are dead wrong.
You’re sending each other pictures of yourselves in goofy outfits before day one is even done. Seven has an endless supply of adorable costumes, and you’ve got images of yourself in everything from cool-looking anime characters to badass mecha. Seven is notably impressed, and keeps trying to one up you, but one-upping you is impossible.
You do not accept defeat when it comes to your art.
Once you’re together, you OBVIOUSLY do couple cosplay. Like - there’s absolutely no way around it, and you are the best dressed people at the con.
Not only that, but you act like the character’s you’re cosplaying, down to the accents and the cadence of your speech. It’s ridiculous. You’re ridiculous.
You can’t go five feet without getting your picture taken when you’re cosplaying with him, and Seven eats the attention up.
Could you explain why shipping Nico with girls is homophobic? I'm not actually a part of the LGBT community, but I would genuinely, sincerely like to hear from a queer person's experience/perspective as to why it is considered offensive. I realise the LGBT community barely gets any representation- is this the reason why? I know you probably already got a lot of messages regarding this, so I totally understand if you choose to ignore it, but an explanation would be really helpful :3
When it comes to minority representation there are certain boundaries that shouldn’t be crossed. You don’t draw a black character as white, you don’t write a character that has a physical disability as able-bodied (if any of this language is ableist please let me know), and you don’t hc a canon gay character as bi or straight.
One thing straight people seem to have a hard time understanding is that it’s so drastically different to hc a straight character as not-straight than to hc a gay character as being attracted to the opposite/different sex. Being gay (or bi) is a part of us intrinsically. It literally shapes who we are as people, how we perceive the world around us and how we interact with it. It molds our experience in a way a straight cis person could never understand. You simply can’t extract the gay from a character and have them be the same, especially with Nico bc his sexuality was explicitly shown to be a pivotal part of his character arc and a great source of distress for him. Taking that away leaves you with a hollow shell of what his character should be.
“Well then what if he’s bi” people shout “we don’t know he doesn’t like girls”
It’s so very common to hear this, honestly. People demand so much more proof to believe a character is gay. It’s not good enough that a character only shows interest in the same sex, uses language that implies they don’t have any interest in the opposite sex, and have a story arc that revolves around accepting themselves and dealing with internalized homophobia. Gay characters can’t just be gay. No, they have to scream it from rooftops and repeat it until their throat is soar and their mouth dry.
I’m getting off topic.
“If straight characters can be put in gay ships then why can’t gay characters be put in straight ships”
I once saw an analogy that went vaguely like this:
Imagine you have a pantry full of candy. In fact, it’s practically bursting at the seams, candy is pushing at the door trying to make room for more. And I have a bowl. One bowl of candy. And while your pantry of candy overflows, I pick up a few pieces from the floor and put them in my bowl. You still have a pantry, and I still only have a bowl. But then you take a handful out of my bowl and say it’s only fair, you took some of mine, after all. You don’t notice the candy I took from your pantry because it’s innumerable. But I’m forced to notice the candy you took from my bowl because it was so small to begin with.
It really isn’t a perfect analogy by any means, but maybe it’ll grant some perspective on the fact that straight people are swimming in an ocean of representation but I dip one toe into it and now they demand to swim in my pond.
I’m actually too tired to continue. I’ve been typing this out for awhile, just trying to think of how to explain myself and now it’s 1am and I’m afraid I’m fried but this has been sitting in my inbox for a bit and I want to get it answered. If anyone in the lgbt community would like to elaborate further, please do.
Since requests are open, do you think you guys can do one with the RFA+V+Saeran and their reactions to MC who is pregnant with their kid/kids? They can find out either from MC telling them or finding out by themselves. Thank you! Side note: I am absolutely in love with your blog, you guys are doing such a great job, I'm pretty sure you guys know this<3 Keep up the good work.
Anon said: for RFA + Saeran + V, they have been trying for a baby for awhile, Mc has wanted to surprise them but they find the pregnancy test first and you can take it from there~
These two were very similar so we kind of mixed them together. Hope you like them!
You buy one of those mugs that has text written inside at the bottom
This one says, “Number #1, Dad!”
You fill it coffee one morning and tell him it’s a special mug
He thanks you and starts drinking it
It’s really hard for you to stay calm…because he’s really drinking it slowly
Then all of a sudden he jumps up and says he has to go
You look into his cup and literally he has one sip left that’s hiding the message
“You sure you don’t want to finish one sip?”
“No, thank you though. All the sugar is on the bottom so it’s too sweet. I never finish.”
You sigh as he rushes away to get ready
You’re trying to think of how to tell him again, when he bursts out of the bathroom and runs back to you
It takes him a few minutes to speak, but finally he stammers out
You stare at the bottom of the cup confused
Did he just realize it?
He tells you that he saw the pregnancy test on the bathroom counter
You facepalm realizing you left it out
He’s so ecstatic that he lifts you up and spins you around
He comes home after a really long day at the vet hospital
He says he’s so hungry
“You mentioned a special dinner earlier, honey,” he smiles while looking at the empty table.
You just smile and say you’ll serve it now
So he sits down at the dining room table and waits
You bring out jars of baby food one by one
He’s very confused as you set them all on the table
“Is this….some sort of new diet we’re starting?”
He doesn’t realize they’re baby food jars until he picks one up and examines it
You can see his eyes growing really wide as he picks up each jar
To finish off the whole thing, you just smile, “Hold on…I think I have a bun in the oven.”
He jumps out of his seat and gives you a huge hug
But then he steps back suddenly
“Oh no! Did I crush it? I can’t crush our baby…”
Jaehee: Gender Reveal
(She would’ve figured out you were pregnant way too quickly, so we decided to do a gender reveal instead…)
You two had spent the last few months debating on whether it was a boy or a girl
Jaehee insisted it was probably a boy
She said she had a feeling
Finally you found out, and decided to do a reveal
You place a cake in front of her
Jaehee smiles and says, “it’s a boy, isn’t it?”
You shrug and say, “Yeah…you were right. What can I say?”
You tell her to cut the cake anyway for a picture’s sake
But when she cuts it…it’s both blue and pink
She looks up at you really surprised, “You’re having twins!”
You’ve never heard Jaehee squeal in delight before
She keeps hugging you all day
You gave him a big scare when one day you nearly passed out and started throwing up
He called the doctor right away
While you were resting, he pulled the doctor aside and asked if everything was okay
The doctor told him that you were just pregnant, so it was a side effect and just to be careful
Jumin is very shocked…but he was also worried about you
In the midst of you recovering and him thinking you would tell him when you’re ready, he forgot to mention that he knew
A week later, you brought out a wine bottle for dinner
He assumes you didn’t know you were pregnant yet and gets worried
“You really shouldn’t be drinking that in your state.”
Your response is a mix of surprise and admonition
Finally, you turn the bottle around to reveal the label
“Drink this for me. I’ll join you soon. Baby Han coming in April.”
He just hugs you softly, apologizing for finding out first
But you both are too happy to care
Bonus: He also suspected when Elizabeth had been very clingy to you lately
You had insisted that he go for a drive since he’d been working a lot lately
He did, and he got some coffee on the way
It hits him and he really has to use the bathroom, so he rushes back home earlier than you expected
When he walks in the door, you’re…in a crop top
You never wear crop tops, so it’s strange for him
Besides that, your back is turned and you seem to be writing something on your stomach
The whole situation is strange, but his bladder is about to burst so he just brushes it off and runs into the bathroom
He was looking for soap under the sink when he saw the pregnancy test
He couldn’t contain his excitement and rushed out to you
Before he could say anything, you had turned around
You were midway drawing a loading bar onto your stomach, so all it read was “Load”
By the way he was crying a little, you knew he already saw
He just wraps you in a hug and bends down to kiss your stomach
Only the sharpie was still fresh and he got some on his face
It had taken him awhile to warm up to the idea of having kids
So, when you found out you were pregnant, you wanted to announce it in a special way
You replaced all the clothes in his closet with baby clothes
But he didn’t get it
You weren’t home when he opened his closet
He saw the clothes and thought it was a prank from Saeyoung
Despite his brother insisting he didn’t do it, Saeran grabs the nearest pillows and starts beating him down for it
You return home and find the two in a brawl, and you ask what in the world happened
He glares at Saeyoung, “Someone pulled a childish prank on me.”
He pauses, realizing what he said, “NO I didn’t mean that.”
But it’s too late and you and Saeyoung are giggling
You manage to calm yourself and tell him that it was you
At first, he’s confused, but then he realizes
He makes you do like five more pregnancy test just to make sure
You’re a little worried because he’s silent for a long time
But then he quietly confesses that he’s so happy and pulls you into his arms
While you’re hugging, he just mumbles, “You’re gonna put my clothes back though, right?”
You two had been trying for kids for awhile, but nothing came up
So when the pregnancy test finally came positive, you were in shock
Your first instinct was to tell him right away, but you wanted to do something special
So you tell him casually that you haven’t had a couple’s photoshoot in awhile
He agrees and you two plan it
During one shot, you tell him to turn his back while you hold a chalkboard
He thinks it’s an inspirational quote or something so he goes along with it
On the board, you had written, “You’re going to be a dad!”
He goes to check how the photo came out and you can see his eyes light up
A few tears slip from his eyes as he stumbles towards you
He hugs you tightly and just says how thankful he is for you…and the baby
A/N: This a requested imagine about Harry getting protective with y/n when a guy starts to hit on her at a party. (Harry looks kind of annoyed in this gif but it’s really hot?? the daddy vibes got me feeling some type of way. Anyways let’s get on with it)
Warnings: Smut, a guy being pushy with a girl also PSA i did not proof read so warning you of typos, v sorry I’m tired but i want to get this out!
It was Harry’s first night back in town and you could not be more excited. As much as you loved seeing him living his dream, it was always hard to be away from him when he was on tour. All that sadness was forgotten now, as the two of you and a couple of your friends decided to go out to celebrate Harry’s return.
“That was amazing. I had a good time tonight. I’ll call you.” He tells you as he opens the door to let you out of his house. And that’s when you knew. That’s when you knew what he wanted from you was way different from what you wanted from him.
He didn’t see you as girlfriend material, but just fuck friends. That’s what you too were. And no matter how many times you try and convince yourself that it isn’t that, the harder it will be.
This is my first time writing a little bit of smut so hopefully it’s not horrible lol. Tell me if you want a part two!!
Harry calls you multiple times a week. The words I need you or I want you always made you feel a fire inside your belly.
He called you, he wants to be with you, you think to yourself. But then there’s times when you second guess yourself. If he actually wanted to see you or just have his dick sucked off.
You knew deep down the real answer but you pushed that in the back of your mind as you walked towards his flat at 12:30pm. He called you when you were at home lying in bed watching friends. You were going to have a night in this Friday, but harry rang you when you were in the mist of a laughing attack after the scene that just played out on your tv.
Not looking at the caller ID you picked up your phone, “hello?”
“What are you doing right now?” Harry quickly said with no introduction.
“Hello to you too. I’m fine thanks for asking.” You say sarcastically as you stuff your face with popcorn.
“Can you come over?” He asks eagerly.
You roll your eyes to look at your clock beside your bed side table.
“Harry it’s 12am…”
“I know, I know. It’s just….” Harry stops, trails off, and sighs.
“I need you, I really fucking need you right now.” His voice becomes low and husky.
Your cheeks turn red at his statement, he’s said it so many times, but it still makes you blush. You try and cover your face only to realize no one was actually here.
There was a long silence before you said, “ I’ll be there in 15.” You start getting up to brush your teeth. You didn’t want Harry to taste kettle corn on your lips.
You can hear Harry sigh in relief. “Ok drive safe, love.”
“I will bye.” You hang up the phone and your superego mentally yells at you. You ignore it even though you know you shouldn’t.
You and Harry have been doing this for awhile now. You don’t even know what it’s called. I guess it’s friends with benefits but you hated that term. You guys were just casual friends. But you always felt as if there was something more…
You made it to Harry’s door, you rummage through your little bag to try and find the spare key harry gave to you, after this became a regular thing. But before you could get it you hear the door unlock, and harry grabs your wrists and brings you inside.
Before you had time to even greet him he had you pushed up against the door frame and connecting his lips to yours. You were shocked at first but quickly kissed him back. Harry’s hands were on your waists as he brought his lips down your neck leaving trails down your neck.
“Someone’s a bit eager?” You says in between breathes. Harry has already got you flustered, hot, and bothered and you just came in the door.
“What took you so long?” He’s now kissing your collar bone, as he places his hands up your hoodie. “You said 15 minutes, that was bloody 30 minutes.”
Your heart was racing. “ I’m sorry, you called me at a very inconvenient time. I was in my Pjs looking like a mess. I had to get cleaned up a bit.”
Harry shakes his head and you frowned. He makes his way up your neck to your ear and whispers. “You look good in anything, you know I don’t give a fuck.”
You smile into Harry’s kiss cause you knew that. Harry would always make an effort to tell you that you don’t need to dress up for things like this. But I guess you were compensating for wishing you could get all dressed up and go out to dinner with Harry or something like that.
You quickly threw that thought in the back of your head and locked it up, for now. You didn’t want to think about that right now.
Harry brought you up to his room, and lays you down. It was dark but the street lights seeping through his blinds was enough to get a good look at Harry. Everytime you saw him you couldn’t believe how beautiful he was. His green eyes scans over your body as you take your hoodie off and he smirks at his favorite bra that he likes on you. You come towards him and slowly kiss his neck as your hands slowly went to his waist band and you started touching his hard.
“Oh fuck Y/N” Harry groans. You push him on the bed and take his boxers off and he flung up. He watches you as you take it in your hand and lick the tip. Harry shutters.
“Tell me what you want Harry” you whisper as you rub his balls.
“I-I just su-ck me off. Please just-” before he could finish you took him in your mouth. You could feel the veins of his cocks rub against tongue and you pushed harder. Bobbing your head as you placed your hands on his thighs feeling them up and down.
Harry was trying to control himself he always does, but he can’t help taking your hair in between his fingers and pulling your head closer. But you loved it when he did that, you loved his dominant side.
“Oh my god. Y/N… babe yes yes.” Harry grunts as you can feel him quiever inside your mouth. “I’m so close, can I… in your..” you knew what he meant and you agreed like you always did. But he was always so sweet to ask first. And soon after I looked at him with his cock in my mouth, he came in your mouth and you swallowed it all.
Before you could even catch your breath Harry had you on the bed and pulling off your pants. “Now it’s my turn.” He tells you. He pulls down your panties and gently glides his fingers over your slit.
“Already so warm and wet for me.” He says while hovering over you and you couldn’t wait to have him inside you.
“What do you want, love?” He asks as he brings your bra off your shoulder exposing your bare chest.
“Just fuck me Harry, please.” You whine cause you know he was teasing you. He likes too see you beg.
Harry looks like he’s thinking for a second and then shakes his head. You sigh and was about to yell at him that he made you come all the way here at 12am-
You Moan as he bent down to place your plump nipples in his mouth. He licked in between your breasts and left you sweet kisses.
“You are very pretty.” He says between kissess and you blushed even more then you already are.
Suddenly you felt Harry’s warm fingers on your clit and you jolted. He placed two fingers there and started moving in circles while still kissing your chest. You were panting.
“Harry… oh my gosh.” You felt him slid in two fingers and you couldn’t help but move your hips deeper into Harry’s fingers.
“Faster Harry, c'mon.” You pleaded.
“I want you to fuck my fingers babe, you do it.” You almost wanted to scream but Harry liked watching you move your hips.
You started a movement as your hips were trying to get the right angel, and when you did you couldn’t stop. You arched your back and started bouncing.
Your boobs started banging against your chest as Harry watch you in awe riding his fingers.
“Harry, im clo-se” but you need more movement you needed harry to move his fucking fingers.
“No not yet.” Harry demands.
“Harry….I need more-” before you finished he pulled his fingers out and you gasped, but before you had time to yell at him. He slide his cock right inside of you and both of you let out a huge Moan.
“Fuck, your so tight. I love it.” Harry pants. You could see the sweet on his forehead as he thrusts into you. You both were uttering curse words and on cloud nine because sex together is always the best.
Harry leans down and places wet kisses down your body and you just wanted him closer, even more closer then this.
You wanted him, all of him.
Harry grabs yours legs and spreads them even wider as he places his thumb back into your clit and rubs it. Pleasure was coursing through your whole body now and you didn’t want it to end.
“Tell me how it feels Y/N, tell me.” He demands.
“So good harry!” He thrusts harder “oh my gosh so fucking good I love your cock it fits perfectly.” You tell him and he smirks as he watches how you react to him. How every body part wanted him, and he loved it. He loved doing this with you.
“I’m close” Harry tells you as he grabs your hips and pushes you harder. And you were too.
Harry leans over and kisses you like his life depended on it while he slammed inside you and that’s when you both came undone.
You were coming down from your high when Harry was still hovering over you. You were both just staring into each others eyes, and you would do anything to know what he was thinking.
But he leans and gives you a slow and passionate kiss. It wasn’t like the few you shared while you were getting off.
But this was sweeter and slow.
Then Harry tumbles to the side of you. The room was silent for a little with both of you still trying to catch your breath. No matter how many times you do it with Harry, your body is still exhausted every damn time.
“I’m sorry if I called too late.” Harry’s face fell as You looked over at the his clock behind him and saw that it was 1:47am.
“It’s alright, Harry. I wasn’t doing anything just watching Tv.” You reassure him. Even if you were busy you always had time for him, or you would make time. You couldn’t help but tuck the little strand of his curl behind his ear. Your hand was on the side of his cheek as you gently strocked it.
“I know but you have to drive back home at almost bloody 2am.” You quickly take your hand back from his cheek and frown.
Harry yawns “I said that you have to drive really late at night to get back home.”
Then it dawned on you.
He wanted you to go home.
He didn’t want you here.
He did just want you to suck his dick.
You’ve never been to his house this late before, so the option of spending the night was never an option. But you thought maybe tonight… wow you felt so stupid.
You quickly got up and turned your back to him and started to get dress, suddenly feeling weird naked around him.
“I mean you don’t have to leave right now, you can wait a half hour or something if your a little soar or something.” Harry tries pulling your wrist back to him but you snatched it away.
“No, I should go. Your right.” You slip your underwear and pants back on and throw on your hoodie. You could feel him staring at you, and you just wanted to leave. You shouldn’t of even came you told yourself. You grabbed your phone and without saying a word, went downstairs.
You could hear Harry’s footsteps following you as you put on your shoes and picked up the keys you dropped on the floor. The memory of tonight’s events still fresh in your mind. And even when he is kicking you out you still wanted to stay. You wanted to smack yourself.
“Y/N are you alright?” Harry turns you around before you could leave with an frown on his face. You mentally sighed. You shouldn’t blame Harry. He understands that this is a casual thing. I shouldn’t be mad if he didn’t want anything more then just this.
Rule number one of this arrangement, don’t catch feelings. He clearly hadn’t so that’s that.
You crack a fake smile “Yeah I’m good. Next time don’t call me too late!” You fake laugh trying to wash away the sadness.
He smiles and nods and it looks like he was about to say something. You were hoping for him to tell you to stay. That he wanted to lay with you and just hold you in his arms, because that’s what you wanted so badly.
But he didn’t. He just placed his hand on the sides of your face and kisses you. You didn’t want to feel those butterflies in your stomach but you did, and you knew you couldn’t help it.
“That was amazing. I had a good time tonight. I’ll call you.” He tells you as he opens the door to let you out of his house. And that’s when you knew. That’s when you knew what he wanted from you was way different from what you wanted from him.
He didn’t see you as girlfriend material, but just fuck friends. That’s what you too were. And no matter how many times you try and convince yourself that it isn’t that, the harder it will be.
So you leave knowing you would make it back. You liked Harry he was a good friend, you didn’t want to ruin whatever you had going on right now. So as you got in your car and started driving away. You decided to burry your feelings just a little deeper.
You wiped away the small tear that was falling down your cheek. He would just break your heart anyway. Forget your feelings.
Plot: Steve and Bucky ask the reader if she wants to have a threesome with them because they want to know what it feels like to have sex with a woman and they asked her because she’s their closest female friend.
A/n it’s been awhile since I’ve written something so please don’t hate me if this sucks. I really did try 😔
Shocked is the only word that came to mind when Bucky and Steve asked you something that could change your relationship with them forever. At first, you thought it was a joke but then you looked into their eyes you could see they were serious. “Wait you guys seriously want to have a threesome with me? Why?”
Title: kick with the fray Rating: T Word Count: 1638 words Summary: Phil will laugh about this later. Maybe. Probably. (Not.) Notes: Written for @nihilist-toothpaste, who requested jealous!Phil, for my thirty minute fics for charity fundraiser to benefit Puerto Rico.
Phil’s shin hurts from banging into the costuming booth and his pride hurts from the sharp voiced words the woman manning it through at him and his dignity hurts from Dan and Anthony both laughing at him.
The Doctor is a very touchy-feely, close-proximity person. He has been ever since you got in the Tardis, whether it be standing too close or kissing your forehead before he runs off to do something heroically stupid. It used to peeve you a bit, but lately…you’ve grown to love it.
You revel in the way his shoulder brushes yours when you stand together, or how he grabs your hand when you run from whatever foe you meet. When he goes to tell you something important, he always stands so close that your forehead almost touches his chin, making it hard for you to concentrate on anything except his eyes.
“So!” You jump out of your thoughts as the Doctor bangs down the Tardis stairs towards where you’re standing. He stops on the last step and grins, leaning down so you’re face-to-face. “Where to next?”
You raise your eyebrows. “Why don’t you ever choose?”
He grimaces and straightens back up. “Because it’s no fun when I choose, I like when you choose. You always pick the good places.” He winks and jumps off of the last step down to you before beginning to walk away.
The Time Lord spins around on his heel and walks back over to you. His mop of brown hair blocks one half of his face from the light, making his eyes seem darker than they were before. “Yes?” he asks. But you had already forgotten your question.
Instead, you grab ahold of his lapels and kiss him. Hard.
You feel the Doctor gasp against your mouth as you press him into the railing, and soon he’s kissing you back. He wraps his arms tight around your waist and pushes himself off of the railing so the two of you stand in the middle of the circle, swaying as you revel in each other’s embrace.
After what seems like no time at all, he pulls away, the both of you panting with your eyes closed. “I’ve been wanting to do that for awhile,” you breathe, kissing his chin because you can’t find it in your wobbly-legs to stand back up on your toes to kiss his lips. “It’s like you try to torture me.”
He chuckles darkly and leans down to thoroughly kiss you again, one of his hands coming up to cup your cheek and the other holding the small of your back. “Me, torture you?” He laughs and pecks your lips. Are you sure you’re not talking about yourself?“
“You’re the one who has no regard for personal space.”
"Well, considering what you just did, you obviously don’t either.”
You giggle and kiss him quickly once more, still not quite believing that he didn’t pull away. The Doctor grins as you wrap your arms around his neck, playing with the ends of his hair. “So…where to next, Doctor?”
Three men. Three best friend. All three of them seemed to have caught your eye since the beginning. There was just something about them that reeled you in. You have been close with them for awhile, you knew them around when you were in NXT. Who were they? The Shield, the most dominant stable in this company.
But all three wanted one thing. You.
Dean would try to get your attention but merely standing against the wall opposite side of you. When a crew member or a wrestler walked by he would make silly faces at them or omitted them to make you laugh.
The others would look at you weirdly before moving on. Then he would make his way over to you pinning you to the wall, staring down at you with his ocean blue eyes before a smirk made it’s way to his lips as he left you standing there, confused.
He left you frustrated and in need of his chest pressed against yours. Seth, he would try to get your attention by singing your favorite song. Either standing next to you or just walking by you in the same hallway.
You and Seth had similar music taste, but when it came to him signing. He didn’t really have that much of a good voice, it made you smile and annoyed at the same time. When you shake your head, he would come over to you wrapping his arms around your waist.
Resting his head on your shoulder as he continue to sing. The feeling of his hands on your waist caused shivers up and down your spine.
Roman would always try to show his muscles to you, to get you to touch them. He loved your hands on him. It made him feel good, because the woman he likes is touching him. She hasn’t touched Dean or Seth. The three knew of each others feelings for you, it wasn’t hard to tell.
They all wanted you and had to have you. One way or another, you were going to be theirs. The three of them continue to grab your attention. Weather it’s you touching them or pressed against them or having them whisper something in your ear or talking about something that interest you.
“ Boys, you have been trying all three months to grab my attention. Why me?” you asked them all of sudden.
They were sitting on crates discussing something about their match when you confronted them.
“ You’re beautiful Y/N”
“ You’ve got spunk”
“ We want to see what makes you tick and what you like”
“ Is that it?” one of your eyebrows raised as you looked from Roman to Seth to Dean.
“ Maybe” Roman hopped off the crates as he was heading towards you, grabbing your hips as he pushed his body flushed against yours. You’re breathing picked up as your head rose to look at the beautiful Somoan man.
“ Do you guys think she’s teased us enough today? I mean look at what she’s wearing. That top showing more cleavage than it should. Are you trying to tell us something baby girl?” a giggle escapes your mouth.
He looks to Seth and Dean as they nod before Roman throws you over his shoulder heading down the hall followed by Dean and Seth trailing behind him. He pushed open a room that no one usually uses before Dean and Seth enter.
Roman puts you down, “ You’ve been a bad girl baby girl” you shudder at his words. Was this going really where you though it was going? Your thoughts were answered as Roman hands went to your shirt it off along with your bra. Hands gripped your waist, pushing your ass into their crotch. You turn your head seeing Seth behind you.
He leaned down, his beard tickling your shoulder before his lips attached to your neck, sucking and licking harshly. He was sure going to leave a mark.Throwing your head onto his shoulder, whimpering and moaning. Roman pushed down your pants revealing you in purple undies.
You looked over to the side, seeing Dean had taken off his shirt and he was palming himself through his pants. Roman had began trailing kisses down to your core,leaving small kisses down to your stomach.
Seth grabbed your breasts with both his hands, rolling your nipples in between his thumb and index fingers. Dean made his way over to you, standing on the other side, trailing kisses up and down your neck, trying to find your sweet spot.
You gasped feeling Roman take a lick of your dripping core, making you whimper. One of your hands went to stroke Dean’s cock, he had undressed himself on his way coming over to you.
Dean’s lips went to your ear, whispering dirty profanities into your ear. Roman’s tongue began to lap faster, you gasped arching your back. Seth’s hands moved from your breasts to your waist as he glided his hands all over your stomach. You never imagined that something like this would happen. All exposed to them and under their control.Roman stood back ups, brushes the tip of his cock against your dripping core.
“ You’re going to be a good girl for us sweetheart?” you heard Seth ask. You nodded your head. Seth and Dean’s hands roamed your body sending sensation all over.
“ That’s not nice baby, be more vocal for us.” Dean chuckled against your neck. Gripping onto Roman’s head as he went back to licking your pussy with his tongue, drawing shapes. Your lips parted trying to hold in any sounds that were going to come out of your mouth.
“ How bad do you want us princess?” Dean asked. Roman gave one more lick before standing up as he switched with Seth, who brushed his tip as it enters before he pulls out. He did it again only this time thrusting more deeper.
“ I want you to fuck me, hard. Please..”you begged. Seth smirks as he nods his head thrusting into you hard. He continue to thrust into you, keeping a rhythm. You gasped feeling Roman’s cock enter you from behind, he gripped your hips as he pushed all of his cock inside of you.
Moving faster and faster. You watch the sweat on rolled down on Seth’s chest as he continue to move his hips.
“ Fuck!” you yelled, when Seth thrusted deeper, hitting your g-spot.Roman pulled out making you whimper, Seth smirked doing the same. Glaring at him on why he stopped, panting waiting for one of them to continue. Those two assholes. Then you noticed Dean wasn’t getting any action.
“ Come here Ambrose..” you cooed, gesturing with your fingers. He made his way over to you, holding his cock in his hand as he stroked it.
“ What do you want Ambrose, tell me.” you reached your hand brushing your fingertips up his chest. Leaning in, your lips brushed against his before you kissed him.
“ I think it’s your turn Deano.” you muttered. You could hear Roman and Seth groan to themselves but they didn’t interfere.
“ Why don’t you ride my thigh?” He asked, a smirk light up on his lips. Dean took a seat on one of the chairs before you wrapped your arms around his neck. He hoisted you up to sit on his thigh
. Dean’s hands supported your back. You rocked your hips back and forth, he dug his nails into the backside of your back. The two of you stared at one another as you rode his thigh.
“ You can cum Y/N, do it”
“ Dean-n.” you gasped. The pleasure that was building up, was exciting. You never felt so much pleasure like this. You continue to rock your hips faster and throwing your head back.
Dean’s lips landed on your neck, placing kisses and leaving bite marks. You were sure you were marked all around your neck. “ Shit..Dean..I..” you moaned loudly.
Your eyes moved to Roman,locking eyes with him and moaning Dean’s name. Dean pulled you closer, dripping of your juice is on his thigh. You threw your head back as released on him, Dean took his fingers taking a taste of you.
“ Damn, so good” he mutters. You felt a pair of hands lift you off of Dean and placed on the ground.
“ All fours” he demanded.
“ I said, all fours!” one of his hands slapped your ass, growling. One of his hands runs up and dow your back, your ass in the air for him. Wiggling your ass to him, teasing him.
He growled,his hand coming down slapping once again. You surpassed a giggle, looking up at Roman as he made his way over to you. His cock was in front of your face, he was thick and he was bigger than you expected. You took him into your mouth, licking up and down his shaft, pumping the rest of him with your hand. Pre-cum leaked down his throbbing tip. Seth smacked your ass then massaged it with his hands as he watched you suck Roman’s cock. He surprised you by thrusting into you without warning.
He didn’t even gave you time to adjust to his size, taking his own rhythm. Dean made his way over to you, taking your hair in his hands as you continue to bop your head. Dean gripped onto your hair, tugging your head up as his lips captured yours. As you and Dean kissed roughly, you felt Roman’s hand kneed your breasts.
You pulled away from Dean going back to sucking on Roman’s cock. He was moaning and thrusting his lips up while your hand went to pump Dean’s cock. Seth gripped your hips, thrusting faster as he spit out profanities.
Roman’s eyes got wide as you took his whole cock in your mouth, his hands going into fist. His cock twitch as you continue to bop your head. Continue to pump Dean’s cock, he released all over your hand with one loud moan.
“ Shit Seth..” you pulled your mouth from Roman to glance at Seth behind your shoulder. His thrust became harder than the once before. Roman gripped your chin making you face him as he pumped his cock with his hand to finish himself off before he released himself into your mouth.
You licked your lips, before Seth grabbed a hold of your hair bringing you up as his hand went around your neck to keep you up as the other two watched. Seth lips went to your neck, placing bites there as he continue thrusting into you.
Dean kneel down before you, his hands running up and down your stomach to your hips then to your breasts. You could feel the fire coming in the pit of your stomach and so did Seth.
He pulled his cock out then thrusted back in, surprising you once more. Dean’s fingers went to your clit as his thumb pressed on it, watching you squrim. You screamed out your orgasm followed by Seth who moaned while the other two moaned seeing you orgasm onto Dean’s fingers and running down Seth’s leg. Seth pulled out of you, holding your waist placing a kiss on your shoulder.
“ That was so sexy, baby girl” Roman chuckled.
You sat back on your knees as you looked around the room then to Roman and to Dean who was licking his fingers.
“ Unexpected, wasn’t that?” Seth asked, nibbling on your shoulder. You nodded, feeling the heat rise on your cheeks.
“ Maybe this could happen again?” you asked.
“ Hell yeah it will, no doubt princess” Dean leaned down, kissing your forehead.
“ Who knew you could scream like that?” Seth muttered against your ear making you blush harder as the guys laughed.
The worst time? Technically speaking, it was the first time.
They’d just come back from a shitty case well-solved, tired and sore from a dangerous foot pursuit – not to mention the years of denial and longing between them. At the diner where they’d stopped for an early dinner, she’d whispered into his collar, “Take me home with you,” at the same time he’d murmured into her hair, “Come home with me.” They left more than half their food on the table, and dropped a 100% tip.
The door was barely shut behind them before soft kisses turned urgent, frenzied. They were like a couple of drunk high schoolers — yanking at clothes, stumbling over half-off shoes, missing the other’s mouth entirely and landing on a shoulder or ear. Muffled half-words, mixed with groans, panting, unlovely slurping — and laughter, giddy bursts of giggles as the surprising joy of it burst through.
They didn’t make it to the bed — barely made it to the couch. Mulder still had one black dress sock on, and Scully’s un-matching, bottom-of-the-drawer laundry-day undies and bra looked ridiculous flung onto the rug.
His touch on her clit was too light until she showed him how, herself; she came shockingly hard (and loudly) after that. She wanted him inside her, and he was hilariously willing, but he warned her — more than once — that it had been awhile for him and he wasn’t gonna last long.
She shut him down with a growled “For god’s sake just fuck me!” and who was he to deny her?
So he raised up, trying to position himself, and proceeded to miss home base. Thrice.
On the fourth try, with her hand firmly guiding him, he slid in, so deep he thought they might both die right there. He lay on top of her, heart trying to hammer its way out of his ribcage, Scully hot and wet and deliriously needy beneath him, and managed a final warning: “I mean it Scully, I’m — not gonna last —”
She slapped his ass, then grabbed it hard, mashing him against her, and he could feel the inevitable on its way — so he pulled back and slammed into her, once, twice, three times — and that was it, he was gone.
After a blackout minute or two, he was dimly aware of her shaking, but it took him some time to realize it was because she was laughing again. “Oh holy shit,” she gasped, “That was awesome!”
“You liar — no fucking way that was awesome for you,” he moaned, so embarrassed that he half-hoped a tractor beam would breach the ceiling and take him back to the mothership.
Her tongue in his ear made him shiver. “I wanted you inside me,” she purred. His cock twitched, and she clenched her inner muscles around him. A single fingernail traced up his spine. “I couldn’t wait any longer. And I wanted you to lose control …” She bit his earlobe as he finally slid out of her.
“Too fast, though,” he said ruefully, gathering the courage to look her in the eye at last — and he couldn’t help but match her smile. She was radiant. Christ, but he loved her.
“Mulder — unless you have other plans later —”
“What — no! Oh, hell no!”
She laughed, and he rested his forehead on hers, breathing in the scent of sex and sweat. Her breath tickled his ear as she murmured, “Then we have all night to do it again.”
She was planning on staying. He hoped she meant forever. She hoped he knew she did.
You guys can blame @daddy-devil for this one. We’ve all heard of Sir Snoogles, Tiny Virgil’s favorite stuffed animal? What is Sir Snoogles and how did he make his way to Virgil’s keeping? We’re about to find out, kiddos!
There was something that Roman, Logan and Patton had never addressed. When each of them had been “little”, the first time it happened, they had received a beautiful, hand stitched plush from Virgil the next day. Logan had a tiny dinosaur, Roman had a little lion, and Patton adored his tiny puppy. They were a little crude, the stitching imperfect, but the darker side had made one for each of them.
At no point had any of them tried to do the same for him, and it was a sticking point for all of them. Sure, they couldn’t sew at all, but the fact remained that Virgil had done something very sweet for them and they had failed to reciprocate when he was vulnerable himself. Which is what lead them to the here and now. Here being Build-A-Bear.
Virgil’s eyes were huge, and he looked around at all the options. Different animals, different colors, all the outfits and accessories. He toddled along, holding Patton’s hand and absently sucking the sleeve of his tiny hoodie.
“Dada…I can have one? ….Really?” Patton smiled at the hushed question.
“Of course! You can have any one you want, kiddo.”
“Indeed! It is the least we can do after your generous gifts.” Roman’s voice boomed dramatically behind them.
“It is only fair that we supply you with a stuffed creature as you have been kind enough to supply each of us with one. However, since we lack your sewing abilities, we hope this will suffice.” Logan adjusted his glasses and offered the child a small smile.
“Well? Go take a look. Pick one out, Verge!” Patton pointed him towards one of the shelves, and Virgil toddled over. All of the empty skins kind of freaked him out a little, but he didn’t want to upset the others. They meant well.
He perused the different animals, trying to pick out just one. He was about to walk away when he spied a discarded one wedged behind a stack of dresses on the bottom shelf. He tugged it out, and his eyes widened. It was a black cat with guitars and guitar picks all over it. It was a little dusty, had obviously been back there awhile, but to Virgil it was perfect.
“Found one you like?” Patton asked, seeing Virgil gently holding a selection.
“My, Virgil, how perfect for you! Good choice!”
“Yes, it does seem quite appropriate.”
Smiling, Virgil brought his choice to the lady at the fluff machine. He did the little dance and kissed the heart. They were about to sew him shut, when Logan walked over and handed her one of the voiceboxes. Virgil looked quizzically at him, and Logan only smiled. The woman sewed the cat’s back shut. He shyly thanked her when she handed his new friend to him, and then pressed his ear close to hear what the voicebox said. His favorite lullaby started playing, and Virgil had to fight back tears.
Roman helped him name his kitty, “Sir Snoogles, a valiant name for a valiant knight!”, and soon they were heading home. In the coming weeks, Virgil would play the song in Sir Snoogles so many times that Logan would almost regret taking the time to record that little snippet. But watching the darker side relax, and hum along, was so adorable that none of them could bear to say anything about it.
Simon gets the surprise of his life when his roommate, Baz, asks him to
pretend to be his boyfriend. Everything is going according to plan until
the line of what’s real and what isn’t starts to blur, and they both
have to make a decision.
When we’re in our bedroom we don’t pretend to be together, but sometimes I wish we did. That way, I could fool myself into thinking that this was real. But nothing is the same anymore, even here.
Sharing a room with the person you want most, while pretending to be his boyfriend, is torture. Every small touch feels like it’s going to turn me into ashes. And now, fucking Snow is sitting in my bed, with one of my pillows behind his back.
“I said we needed to talk after my shower, you didn’t have to wait in my bed Snow.“
He just shrugs “If I waited in my bed, I would be asleep already.”
I decide to sit next to him. “In light of something that is going to happen tomorrow, I feel the need to explain why I asked you to pretend to be my boyfriend.“
“What is going to happen tomorrow?”
“My father will be here to oversee the new school program for next year. Every year a member of the old families does it, and this year will be him.”
We’re both looking outside through the window now, looking at the night sky. “I won’t be seeing him much, but I need you to come with me when I do.”
“Oh…right” I’m not looking at him, but I can tell that he’s not comfortable with the idea.
“Snow… ” I say quietly, “ he’s the reason we made this deal, I need him to accept me for who I am…” I struggle to continue.
“No. Yes, that too. ” Snow turns to me then, but I ignore him. “I’m gay, and I’m fucking tired of him pretending that he doesn’t know, like it’s something that you can just wash away.“
He doesn’t say anything for awhile but he grabs my hand and squeezes it. It’s enough to make me relax. “I’m sorry that your father doesn’t accept you for who you are.”
I don’t know how long it’s been, but Simon falls asleep with his head on my shoulder. The last thing I want to do is move, but I need to feed, so I gently try to lay him down on the bed.
When I’m about to leave the room, he opens one eye and mumbles, “Yeah Baz… you should feed… so that you can kiss my neck, and I don’t have to worry about it, ” and gives me a sleepy smile.
I roll my eyes, “You’re an idiot, Snow,” but I can’t help but grin at him too.
46. “I’m in love…shit” with Eggsy and reader. Something funny and fluffy with a nice kiss or two
[Oh man! Okay, I tried to be funny, but I don’t write comedy much hahaha SOOOO I think I failed at that part XD Hopefully you enjoy this! It’s a bit more in Eggsy PoV this time, but its a Eggsy X Reader as requested and on the shorter side <3 also sorry for any lost typos ;.; aha
Eggsy was not the kinda guy to fall for anyone… He didn’t even have to really try not to either. It wasn’t that he couldn’t, it was that he didn’t want to. He’d been on some dates, had some flings and even managed to snag a princess for awhile there…
But none of it really ever stuck. No one really stuck. Maybe it was because it didn’t matter much to him, and they could see it. Or maybe love just wasn’t all that important to him. He had his mum and his sister to worry about and to care for, and dating was one of those things that seemed to muddy the water.
He basically thought he’d spend most his life as a bachelor the way Harry did… After he died, that was even the plan for awhile. Especially with his responsibilities with the Kingsman as Galahad now.
Except, when he saw you everything changed for him.
His hand gripped my waist while the other cupped my neck. Somehow my ability to breathe had left me, the only air I knew was his. With every touch of our lips we got closer, though are bodies had been touching from the start. I felt an unquenchable fire every time he shifted. Soon enoguh, he was on top of me instead of sitting next to me, moving down my neck. The movie was only static in the background. He pulled away and it felt as if I was drenched in rain, all heat from him gone and functioning lungs back.
“Be my girlfriend,” he said, breathlessly.
“You wish,” I quickly replied, just as I did every other time.
“Why not?” he asked, returning himself to siting position and leaning back on the couch. It was like a scene from a movie, played over and over again.
“The same thing I say every time you ask.” I retort.
“You mean ‘I just don’t do relationships’?” He mocks my voice, “That’s not an excuse.”
“Never said it was, it’s just the way I am.”
He turns to me and grabs my hand, “You know, this is really starting to feel personal now. Y/N, I really like you. Like, a lot. And I know you like me too. We’ve been at this for months now. What’s the real reason?”
I ignore him and watch the movie. I can feel his eyes on me but I choose to ignore it. He pulls me closer until I’m practically on his lap and softly kisses the back of my neck.
“Y/N, I feel more for you than I ever have for anyone else. I’m gonna ask you one more time, and that’s it, I’ll just leave it be. Will you be my girlfriend?” I don’t want to lose him. He’s the best thing in my life right now. I haven’t seen my father in months and my mother seems to think I’m the reason for their split and I only have 2 friends who I question whether or not they actually like me half the time. But Hayes. He’s always there for me when I’m down, and he’s never let anyone say a word about me, and he stayed even though I rejected him who knows how many times. And there’s no part of me that even questions it. I keep saying no because I’m scared I’ll lose him. Just like mom lost dad, and like I lost every other human in my life because I don’t know how to make a fucking friend.
I watched his eyes dim as he moved me back over to my seat. “It’s okay,” he says. “You don’t have to like me like that.”
“I don’t know how,” I blurt out. “And I don’t want to lose you,” he looks over at me quietly, waiting for me to finish. “Every time you say that— ask me that, I feel like the happiest girl in the world. Because it’s you, because I want nothing more,” my eyes start to burn, “And then I see us, down the road. And it’s my parents reincarnated. And we’re yelling and crying and everything fucking sucks because we fell apart.”
“Y/N, we’re not them,” he says.
“Maybe you’re not but I am,” my voice cracks as a tear gathers at the corner of my eye. “I’m them. I don’t have anything or anyone better to go off of. I’m problematic and flaky just like my father was and I’m uptight and selfish just like my mother.” He brings me closer and wipes the tears from my cheeks.
He starts to speak but I interrupt him.
“And you deserve better than that, better than me. I mean for fuck’s sake you stayed with me all this time even though I pushed you away every time you got close. You listened to me every night for weeks when I realized my father wasn’t coming back. You stayed through everything and you deserve someone just as good as you.”
He holds me to him tightly and I wipe my tears on his shirt. “Y/N, I stay with you because of who you are. Someone who’s not flaky or uptight or selfish or anything else like that. I stay with you because you deserve it. Your parents raised you to think that you weren’t enough but you’re so much more than I could ever want. I’ve watched you move mountains to become the strongest girl I know. And all I ever hear people say about you is ‘she’s pretty’. But you’re so much more. You’re intelligent and unbreakable and willing to go through hell just to get to love on the other side. If anything I don’t deserve you and that just makes me want you more.”
“I wish all that was true. Even if it was, I still don’t know how to be what you want me to be.”
“Everything I said is true and don’t you dare deny it. And besides, we’re 16. You don’t have to know how to do anything. Just be with me. Let me show you off. Even if there was someone better, which there isn’t, and I somehow deserved them, which I don’t, I want you and only you.”
If anything, the boy deserves what he wants. I kiss him hard, gripping his face between my hands.
“Let’s try this one more time. Y/N, will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?”
—— A/N: Thanks for reading, hope you liked it. Ya girl is back, finally. Between moving, and this ACT class, and volleyball starting back up and everything else, it’s been awhile since I wrote something. And I missed it, forgot how much fun it is. I’ve been writing a few things of my own, just in a journal, and it really helped me, but I miss this interaction with you guys. So here I am. SO so sorry to the requester, you probably wanted this back in like November, thanks for being patient and I hope you like it! I think I have one or two more imagines to put out and then I’ll be putting up the next part to Send My Love, which was highly requested. Also during my little hiatus I hit 1k followers! Thank you guys so much, this blog wouldn’t be what it is without you guys and I find it crazy that there’s that many of you. See y’all soon!
“Throbbing… A faint throbbing. My blood should have been frozen…”
I wanted to paint something to highlight the complexities of Guts’ and Griffith’s relationship post-eclipse. The hill of swords scene is really just one facet of it, but the pounding heart and forgotten rage speak volumes. I also added a few closeups because painting all of the details took me quite awhile! I learned a lot and had a ton of fun doing it, though.
Request: Hi could I request a story where reader really likes the idea of having wings so Gabriel snaps up some angel wings for them and their wings start giving signals that gets Gabriel kinda flustered, fluff or smut I don’t care as long as there’s a lot of it. Also your guys blog is awesome! I’m obsessed with it keep up the good work! :)
Request: Hello, dears! I’ve been having a pretty crappy week packed full of exams, so here’s my request: Gabriel x reader that’s just pure fluff. Cuddling, tickles, wing kink, the whole nine yards. Please and thanks! :*
Request: Can we get Babe so cute Gabriel x Reader fluff?? Like the purest fluff possible. like cotton candy sweetness fluff
Some action movie with cars played on the motel T.V. screen, but despite those being your favorite your eyes remained on the archangel sitting next to you on the ripped couch. His shoulders were relaxed as a smile made itself at home on his already charming face. He was leaning forward, elbows on knees, and it making you wonder if it was because of his wings or if he was just really interested in the movie.
Or when neither of you can remember why you broke up anyway, and it’s just dinner right?
Sundays are your favorite day. Sundays are meant for cozy snuggles, farmers markets, coffee shops and used bookstores. This particular Sunday you woke with a smile, already looking forward to the soothing sips of a hot coffee and smells of the old worn pages of books.
Today is one of the first days in months you feel a lasting feeling of happiness. Pushing up and towards the bathroom, you can’t help the little pep in your step.
Groaning as you catch a glance of yourself in the mirror, you shimmy your baggy pajamas off your legs and head towards the shower. As the water flows over your skin, your brain begins to wake up and plan the morning to come.