been wanting to try one of these for awhile

anonymous asked:

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.

anonymous asked:

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???!?
  • 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!~~


  • 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
  • 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…
  • well.
  • 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
  • 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. 
  • He just loves being admired. What a diva.

luminatinggalaxies  asked:

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
  • “Y-you’re pregnant?!”
  • 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
  • You can’t help but cry with him

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Wanting More

“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.

“Wait what?”

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.

This was for the best.

Part 2: *






How they react...

… To you being a trained combat fighter.

♡ ♡ \ Request from anonymous / ♡ ♡

Can you do a how they should react to the reader being a fighter (female) ? Thank you so much!

I did this preference including pretty much every character so there is a bit for everyone.


Requests are open for preferences, GIF imagines as well as normal imagines.

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First sexual experience with a female

Pairing: stucky x reader

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 😔

Originally posted by skylerlockerbie

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?”

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Light My Fire~ Shield Imagine

Originally posted by stellarollins

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Note : This is my first time writing a threesome so bear with me if it’s not good. 

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. 

“ Seth…” 

“ 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.

love knows no bounds (pt. 1) // edmund pevensie

summary: the reader and edmund have been friends for most of their time together in narnia. but, they realize their true feelings for each other at the worst moment; just when they both leave for earth. and it doesn’t help that they live practically half a world apart.
pairing: reader x edmund pevensie
word count: 1.5k
notes: so this is going to end up as a multi-part fic, and a collab with the most lovely @alwaysinnarnia​, who (i think) is currently working on the second part. i’m so excited for you all to see the whole of this :)
listen to: ho hey - the lumineers

Originally posted by aslansblessings

“1, 2, 3, 4…” Peter closed his eyes, leaning his forehead on the stone wall as the memories of Lucy’s very first encounter with the magical land of Narnia flooded his thoughts, a smile being graced on his face.

Susan pulled Lucy up along the giant rocks outside Aslan’s How step by step until they managed to reach the very top and hid in a tree, and Caspian ran off into the woods nearby where he hid in a hole, leaving you and Edmund with nowhere to go.

“… 73, 74, 75…”

“Quick, I know where we can hide!” You whispered to Edmund as you grabbed his hand and ran briskly into Aslan’s How, stopping at the very back to find the secret stairwell Aslan had only told you about. As you knocked quietly on different spots of the wall trying to find the entrance, Edmund sucked air in nervously behind you.

“What’re you doing?! Peter’s going to find us!”

“Shh, Ed! Trust me, no one’ll find us —“ you stopped your sentence half way as you knocked on the right brick. In robust, speedy movements, the stone wall opened up to form a set of stairs leading down to another room.

“What the bloody hell…”

“Come on!” you didn’t hesitate to reach your hand out to Edmund as he stood there looking at you with excitement. Pulling him down the spiral staircase, you two were greeted by a dark, confined, and dusty room, with a small bed in one corner.

“What— is— this place?” Edmund choked out between coughs.

You rubbed your hands over your legs, trying to get rid of the multiple spider webs surrounding your body. “It’s a room, obviously.”

“Yeah, but why’s it here?” Edmund placed his head back on the wall as he proceeded to sit down on the carpeted floor.

“Aslan created it for me. I would come down here whenever I was feeling upset or wanting to be alone, where no one could find me. It’s been awhile since I felt that way… The room used to be a lot more visually pleasing than this, though.” Letting out a quiet laugh, you sat down next to Edmund and closed your eyes, sighing contently.

Even through the dark you could feel Edmund smiling at you, and so, you found his hand and clasped your nimble fingers around it, giving it a light squeeze. This wasn’t uncommon in your and Edmund’s friendship. Holding hands, hugs, eye contact, and smiles were how you showed one another that your long-lasting friendship was still intact and that you were there for each other. You two first met during the reign of Jadis, 1 year ago in human time, 1300 years ago in Narnian time.

The Pevensies’ met you, the odd American in Narnia, at Aslan’s Camp. You were a newcomer, just like them, and was also part of the prophecy. You still clearly remember the day you were deemed a queen of Narnia by Aslan.

“… And to the august Western Mountains, Queen (Y/N) the Bold.”

Sharing many of the same qualities as Edmund, it was only natural that it you two were to become close friends. However, there was something hidden deep within the prophecy, which remained known to only Aslan.

When those who seek adventure cross the same path, they will encounter, later on, love’s true wrath.

You sought out adventure, just the same as Edmund, and it was when you first met him at the Camp that you realized that you two would instantly become friends. But as you became older, it hadn’t occurred to either of you, yet, that your friendship has grown into a certain something called love.

A few minutes of peaceful silence passed in the dark room, until Edmund spoke up. “What made you feel happy?”

“What?” You furrowed your brows in confusion.

“You said that you used to come down here all the time because you felt upset… what changed that feeling?”

You opened your mouth to answer, but your mind was blank. What did change that feeling? When you first arrived here in Narnia, all you wanted was to go back home. You missed your friends, your family, the neighbours on your block, the kind people that would always smile at you when they walked past; you missed Earth. You didn’t want to be seen looking upset and worried by the others here, and so it was Aslan who made you your the secret room. And then it filled your mind, you knew why you went from upset to happy.

It was Edmund.

The messy dark chocolate haired boy had been the one to pull you out of your constant state of sadness. No one had made you feel as happy and important as he did.

“You. It was you.” You could see him flash his pearly whites through the dark and you did the same back.

It was at that moment that you and Edmund had recognized that your feelings for each other weren’t that of friendship, but that of love. After all this time you had known each other for, you both realized that you loved the other. You wanted to be together. Til’ the end of time. Edmund now finally understood the deep fire in his stomach whenever he saw you and Caspian together as envy and anger. You now finally understood the warm fuzzy feeling you would get whenever he touched you as love and desire.

You both began to lean in, merely inches apart, as you felt his breath of mint on your lips and nose, just until the tapping of shoes and whispers of voices could be heard.

Down the stairs came Peter, followed by Susan, Lucy, and Caspian.

See? I told you she would have brought him here!” Caspian’s thick accent sounded through as he smirked triumphantly.

“W-what are you doing here?” You quickly stood up, as did Edmund, with a look of shock on your face. How did Caspian know about this room?

“We caught you, (Y/N). But I must say, this is a clever place to hide.” Peter laughed.

“Okay, but, how did you know this room existed?” Edmund read your mind and stated your question out for you.

“Why, is this where you two love birds come down all the time without us knowing?” Susan scoffed playfully.

“What?! No!” You and Edmund responded at the same time.

“No one knew about this room except for me! I used to come down here all the time when I was sad…” you trailed off as you tried to think of a reason as to how Caspian found the stairwell leading down to the room.

“Yes, well, it would have probably served as a better hiding spot if you actually remembered to shut the door.” Caspian rolled his eyes.

You sputtered on your words trying to form a sentence, but Edmund interrupted you, a tone of annoyance and anger lacing through his voice. “Okay, so you found us, whatever. We need to get ready for our farewell.” He shoved past Peter and Susan and ran up the stairs, leaving you there with a confused frown on your face.

Lucy ran up to you and tugged at your sleeve. “What happened?”

“I - I don’t know…” you left the others unconvinced with your statement. What just happened? Were you and Edmund really about to kiss? Did you think of him as a friend? All this time? Or as more? Thoughts flooded your brain, but you couldn’t stop them from overflowing. You needed to let your feelings out. “Lucy, Susan, I think I need to talk to you two.”

Susan walked up to you and placed a hand on your shoulder, her eyebrows furrowed. “(Y/N), are you alright? What do need to talk about?” You ignored her questions and looked behind her at Peter and Caspian who had expressions of worry written on their faces.

Alone. I need to talk to you two alone.” Caspian accepted your request at once and walked out of the room. But Peter, however, needed a little more convincing.

“What’s the matter?” Peter lightly shoved Susan aside and took your hands in his.

“I don’t- I don’t think that maybe you should know just yet.”

“(Y/N), you know you can tell me anything.”

“Peter, please, I just don’t feel like—“

“What’s going on? Why can’t you just —“

“Peter, stop it! She’ll tell you later. Please, just go.” Susan gently pried his hands away from yours and beckoned him to leave. He looked at you forgivingly as he curtly nodded, and then proceeded to head up the stairs.

A few seconds had passed and you fell to the ground, your head in your hands.

“(Y/N), what’s wrong?!” Lucy wailed as she sat down next to you, her hand on your knee.

“E-Edmund.” as you said his name, you felt your voice begin to shake and eyes begin to pool up with tears.

“Wait, what about him?” Susan raised an eyebrow, concerned for not only you, but her little brother. “(Y/N)? (Y/N), answer me!” As her worry grew, so did the sound of her voice.

That’s when you started sobbing. Lucy shushed Susan and patted your knee soothingly.

“I think- I think I —”

“You think what?” Susan and Lucy asked you at the same time.

“I think I love him”

Running into your ex, Harry (AU)

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.

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Is this real?

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.

For @snowbaz-feda

Also many thanks to @eroticgropefest for the beta!!

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7]

Part 4 - Late night talks


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.

“A vampire?”

“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.

(see my snowbaz fic masterlist)

it’s me again! sorry back with another french masterpost - tips and tricks to help you better understand french education! i’m not french myself, (i study in france though - i will be entering my senior year fall 2017), but i’m going to try and explain the system as best as i can. little side note: it’s been four - five years since i’ve received american education, which is why i’m not particularly useful when it comes to succeeding in that regard. 

please let me know if you want more / less of these ‘french’ posts! i might do one on the french grading system - feed back is appreciated; this took awhile, please? (:

what is the french baccalauréat? 

  • it’s an academic qualification (a diploma) awarded by the French Ministry of National Education.
  • it marks the end of secondary studies (lycée) and allows you to pursue university education. 
  • it cannot be obtained in single subjects. 
  • basically, the bac is a national exam that covers all areas of study.
  • each test includes a series of essays or problems on issues requiring a thorough analysis : the french system is very strict and very hard - it’s designed to test how well you understand and apply your knowledge   acquired over the course of the final two years of lycée education - it is not about blindly reciting information memorized in a textbook.
  • it’s not something you can cram for in a day / week / month. 

in france, there are three main types of baccalauréat:

  • the baccalauréat général (general baccalaureate) - me 
  • the baccalauréat professionnel (professional baccalaureate) 
  • the baccalauréat technologique (technological baccalaureate). 

french-curriculum lycées based in canada, france and the united states offer the three sections of the general baccalauréat:

  • economics and social sciences (ES)
  • literature (L) - this is my section 
  • science and mathematics (S).

how is each subject valued in correspondance with each section?
the students who sit for the baccalauréat général choose one of three sections (termed séries) in lycée (première, or eleventh grade). each section results in a specialization and carries different weights (coefficients) associated with each subject.

the bac S weighs the following subjects heavily:

the bac ES weighs the following subjects heavily:

  • economic and social courses  - SES 
  • mathematics. 
  • history  & geography (i think). 

the bac L weighs the following subjects heavily:


  • takes place in june (with exception to the french oral)
  • for lycée students, this is the end of the last year, terminale 
  • most examinations are given in essay-form
  • you are given block of time (depending on the exam, from two to five hours) to complete a multiple-page, well-argued paper
  • example: my french test was four hours 
  • the number  of pages varies from exam to exam, but
  • typically all answers have to be written down, explained and justified
  • mathematics and science exams are problem sets but 
  • some science questions also require an essay-type answer. 
  • foreign language exams often include a short translation section as well.
  • the mathematics and the earth & life Sciences tests sometimes contain some multiple-choice questions 

in comparison to the english GCSEs / the american SAT,

  • french baccalauréat is not a completely standardised test. 
  • since most answers are given in essay form
  • the grades may vary from grader to grader 
  • especially in subjects like philosophy and french literature.
  • the essay section on the SAT is not the same thing


  • challenging intellectual education 
  • teaching programs created by the french ministry of national education
  • majority of teachers are from france
  • quality education in french by the best North American universities
  • an international teaching environment
  • institutions that are part of an unparalleled global network
  • seriously, it’s hard; especially for people like me who struggle with french and aren’t from france 

how many people take it each year?

  • 718 890 "candidates” took the baccalauréat in 2017 

and i’ll save the other info for another time (: bye! - lots of love. 

She’s Worth It - Hayes Grier

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?”

“I’d love to.”


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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!


Personal Space

Eleventh Doctor x Reader

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?”

Originally posted by ashlynkatesfangirlthings

25/50 - “My nightmares are usually about losing you.”

Fandom: All for the Game/The Foxhole Court
Characters/pairings: Neil, Andrew, Robin/andreil

A/N: Why did I start this with Robin? idk

Robin opened her eyes. She looked around and felt a familiar panic rise up in her chest. It was too dark to see but she knew this wasn’t her bed. She had a bottom bunk, the only bottom bunk in the suite she shared with the other two freshmen girls.

When she realized someone was breathing heavily, she stilled. That was what woke her.


She recognized the voice, dull and unimpressed, and at once remembered where she was. No one had taken her. She was still in Fox Tower, but even though she moved into Andrew’s dorm more than a week ago, she still more often than not woke up ready to panic.

Neil. Wake up. You’re having a nightmare.”

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anonymous asked:

I'm sorry if you can't write this if it's part of the rules but can I have RFA++(if it's okay) reacting to an MC suddenly had a depression and self harm relapse? I'm sorry if this is too much;; I just had a relapse and I need to feel better rn.

hey, love💛 don’t be sorry at all, I’d be glad to write this for you^^ I hope this makes you feel better! Remember that the rfa and I are here for you, we love you lots, and you’re always welcome to my inbox(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥

[ just in case: trigger warnings! for mentions of self harm!] 


  • everything was supposed to be fine now
  • there was nothing wrong, in fact, mc has had some of the best days they had in a long time
  • but they just…yeah
  • they felt like explaining wouldn’t help
  • and mc really, really didn’t want to, but they found themselves back where they swore they wouldn’t be 
  • which was crying quietly, in the bathroom, hurting themselves again
  • they broke their two year cleanliness 
  • zen came back from getting the two of them some goldfish-shaped bread and couldn’t find mc anywhere
  • until he heard faint crying coming from the bathroom 
  • he knocked on the door first. “mc? are you alright?” 
  • mc couldn’t answer back, too scared of what his reaction would be
  • “babe? i’m coming in.” “no! no, im fine. I just..I fell, I’ll be ok.”
  • Zen didn’t buy it. he opened the door and found them on the floor, trying to clean the blood away and crying
  • he immediately ran to their side, kneeling before them and taking a towel
  • he doesn’t react how mc thought he would. he doesn’t ask why, doesn’t visibly stress out, doesn’t get upset with them
  • instead, he pulls mc into his lap and gently cleans them up, kissing their shoulder every once in awhile and whispers slowly
  • “it’s okay. this does not diminish the progress you made. you feel for a little, but you’ll get back up. I’ll do whatever it takes to help you back up. But you are amazingly strong. I love you..I love you so much.”


  • yoosung didn’t notice it at first 
  • it was honestly hard to notice 
  • mc never ate a lot, but they always ate three meals
  • and they still did! but their meals got smaller and smaller
  • then they stopped eating lunch when yoosung wasn’t around
  • it didn’t show physically, but yoosung could tell
  • mc’s stomach rumbled more than it used to. they were more grumpy, not as bright as they usually were
  • so he stopped by the house one day. mc had just texted him that they were eating right now
  • when he got there, however, they weren’t
  • they were just sitting there, wrapped up in blankets, not wanting to move
  • “honey..” he said, a sad smile on his face. mc was surprised - he didn’t tell them he was coming home 
  • “you haven’t been eating..” mc doesn’t answer him 
  • “I had breakfast..” “that was breakfast, though, honey.”
  • they don’t take the conversation any further, but yoosung goes into the kitchen and gets mc a granola bar
  • he sits down next to them and takes their hand, kissing their cheek 
  • “start here. we’ll go slowly, love. but I need you to be healthy..I’ll be there every step of the way.”


  • jaehee and mc didn’t have the best sleeping habits
  • they were getting better, though !
  • the latest they slept was at 11. for a week now!
  • progress!
  • or, it was for jaehee
  • mc was still tired, always. like they hadn’t slept well in months 
  • their mood didn’t really alter, but they kept yawning 
  • and they still refused to take a nap, even
  • one night, jaehee couldn’t sleep
  • so much for that record 
  • but what was more important was that she found mc still awake, looking like they were practically fighting sleep
  • “mc, sweetheart, what are you doing awake?” mc looked at her in surprise
  • “can’t sleep. but it’s alright, love. you should be asleep too.”
  • jaehee knows something is off. “how long have you not been able to sleep, mc?”
  • they yawn, but try to play it off. “just since last night. it’s fine. what’s another all nighter?”
  • jaehee sits up, pulling mc over. “you need rest, love. you’re hurting yourself like this.” she kisses their nose. “i want you to be happy and healthy, and its going to take awhile, but we can start with being healthy. I’ll be right beside you as you fight.”


  • jumin was like a hawk
  • he knew their routine. it was hard to do anything to hurt themselves
  • but mc found a way
  • no one watched them while they ate…so if they could just order something small and throw it away..
  • or invite a friend over to give them the meal..
  • no one would know that mc wasn’t eating 
  • again, it barely showed anything different physically
  • but one of the chefs got suspicious and worried 
  • so they tell him 
  • and he decides to come home when mc ordered something small, like a little salad
  • he walked through the door as soon as mc opened the trashcan
  • “…my love?” he asked
  • mc looked at him with wide eyes, the fork just barely starting to push the food down
  • “honey! you’re home early..” “is something wrong?” “no, i- it’s a lot…”
  • “mc…” 
  • they slowly put the bowl on the counter and look to the floor
  • jumin walks over to them and lifts their chin, making them look at him
  • “mc, don’t hide from me again, my love…i want you to tell me how you’re feeling. i want to know…and i want to help you…please don’t hesitate to tell me what you feel, no matter how dark you feel it is. i want to support you and help you through it.”

707 / luciel / saeyoung

  • it was fairly easy to play it off at first
  • because they told saeyoung they wanted to stay up with him
  • but then it got to the point where even when he wanted to sleep early, they would stay up
  • mc had been drinking a lot of Dr. Pepper, too..for the sugar rush
  • saeyoung had an eye for things like this. partly because he did the same thing before
  • but also because he’s done worse, too
  • mc was going on their sixth soda of the day when saeyoung took it from their hands
  • “no fair!” they said. saeyoung just put it back in the fridge before going back to them
  • he carried them onto his lap and made them face him
  • “you need to sleep.” 
  • mc was surprised, confused. “’s two in the afternoon.”
  • “and you haven’t slept properly in a week. you might get worse..”
  • now they were more surprised. “saeyoung-”
  • “i just- mc…not sleeping seems harmless, but it really isn’t good for you. you’re hurting yourself that way. and if you continue, it might make you want to do something even worse..” 
  • he wraps his arms around mc and puts his head in the neck. “please, let’s start with a nap. i’ll sleep with you, but i’m going to make sure you do, first. i need my agent 606 healthy…and i want the love of my life to know that it’s ok to hurt…but they need to take care of themselves..” 

v / jihyun

  • mc tried really hard for jihyun
  • they knew that rika had this kind of problem, not handling it the same way mc did, but the same problem nonetheless
  • however, jihyun failed rika. at least, that’s what he thought. he couldn’t fail mc
  • but it was getting to be too much for them
  • they could barely act happy for his sake
  • but he wasn’t home right now..and if they could just- just once-
  • scars healed. he would never know…
  • jihyun came home early, though
  • he thought mc stepped out to go to the store, so the bathroom was free
  • it wasn’t. he walked in on mc over the sink, staring at him with wide eyes 
  • v wasted no time at all. he rushed to their side, gently but firmly taking their other hand
  • “Angel,” he breathed out. mc started crying. “i’m sorry, V- Jihyun- I just-” 
  • he shushes them, taking their face into his hands 
  • “it’s ok. you don’t need to apologize, Angel. what we need to do us clean you up”
  • they do just that, jihyun putting bandages on 
  • “mc…i will do anything i can to help you. we can look for someone to help, we can take it slowly. but please…don’t hide anything from me. I won’t lose you..I want to help you..”


  • saeran is extremely good at noticing self-destructive behavior
  • especially because he has the tendency to do it himself
  • so mc has to be subtle
  • in all honesty, they shouldn’t even be doing this
  • they were supposed to be helping him, not sinking into their own depression
  • but it was hard. and they still wanted to be an example for saeran
  • so they took up scratching instead of anything else 
  • it wasn’t visible and they could easily play it off
  • but saeran noticed. of course he noticed
  • their skin was red all the time. not to the point of almost being cut, but it was getting there
  • and he knew there was only one reason for it
  • “mc…are you hurting yourself?” 
  • “what? no, of course not, saeran”
  • “don’t lie to me. you’re scratching.”
  • mc was surprised at how he picked up on it so quickly, but they can’t lie to him again
  • “…I am…”
  • he takes their hand and brings their arm to him, kissing the fingers on his other hand before pressing it to their skin
  • “we’ll get better together”
Tawny Gold

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

Warnings: wing!kink, lots of fluff, no smut

Word Count: 1540

Author: Gwen

Gender: Female

Your name: submit What is this?

Originally posted by suzyhazelwood

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.

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The King Is Back

Title: The King Is Back

Characters: Dean, Reader, Sam, and a few others

Word Count: 2,800ish

Warning: We got some angst and we got some smut

A/N: This is my submission for @itswitchcraft-not-googlemaps #Stephs 500+ Followers and Birthday Challenge. My song was Devil In Disguise by Elvis Presley, lyrics are italic and bold. Enjoy!!!

Originally posted by dean-winchester-crush

Slamming another shot, she looked around the bar, her eyes landing on a man staggering between pool tables. Signaling the bartender, she ordered another round before walking over to him.

“Hey handsome, need a partner?”

Dean spun, staggering back a little into the pool table behind him, dragging his eyes up and down her body. “Mmm, I bet you’d make one hell of a partner sweetheart.”

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Noona, I like you.

Wanna One’s Park Woojin X Reader
Pt. 1
Pt.2 Fluff, slight angst.
Word count: 1998

Update: pt.2 has been posted

WOOJIN IS MY SON I MUST PROTECT and yes i think i wrote a lot for one part so I’m splitting it into two. And I’m actually really bad at writing angst :( Sorry anon !! Hope you like it though. You can give feedback on which direction you want it to go from here in part two :))

“Hey guys, Y/N is coming over today,” Daniel exclaimed as he walked through the front door of the house he shared with the Wanna One boys. He was smiled brightly, not bothering to hide his excitement.

Hearing his hyung’s statement, Guanlin poked his head out from the kitchen where he and Jisung were enjoying a snack. “You mean, Y/N noona is visiting? Today?”

Daniel nodded. “Yes. She’s coming in about an hour’s time. Why? Hey-”

“Stop running up the stairs!” Jisung, the mother of the group yelled at the maknae before Daniel could. “It’s dangerous!”

But his youngest son defied him despite his protests. Jisung sighed and went back to raiding the fridge.

Guanlin barely heard them as he burst into his, Woojin’s and Daewhi’s room. Woojin was lying on his bed and he appeared to be watching a video on his phone. Daewhi was sprawled out on the lower bunk, his head tucked into a book. Guanlin reached up to Woojin’s elevated bunk and tapped him on the shoulder effortlessly. This caught Daewhi’s attention, he sighed, he regretted throwing out his insoles last week.

Or did Sungwoon hyung steal them?….

“Ouch! Guanlin!” Woojin yelped in pain. He rolled over to face the tall Taiwanese boy, running a hand through his disheveled hair. “What is it?”

“Y/N! I mean…Y/N noona is coming over soon,” Guanlin announced.

Woojin’s eyes widened as big as saucers, his ears turned a little redder. “Y-Y/N noona? Y/N noona? Now? Who invited her?” he asked. At the thought of your pretty face and soothing voice, he found himself smiling and blushing even more.


“Yah, isn’t Y/N noona the girl Daniel likes and cannot shut up about?” Daewhi interrupted. He opened his mouth so speak more but clamped it shut when he saw the look of disapproval on Guanlin’s face.

Woojin frowned. He too knew about Daniel’s huge crush on Y/N. Who wouldn’t? She was so beautiful, kind, caring, understanding-

“Woojin! Don’t you want to impress her? Start getting ready,” Guanlin hissed.

Woojin flopped back onto his mattress and sighed. “What’s the point? She’ll choose Daniel hyung over me anyways. There’s no point in me trying anymore.”

But he still changed into his best outfit and brushed his hair out into perfect curls.

“Woojin! Hello!” You greeted your good friend when he opened the door. Daniel had invited you over to the Wanna One house but you were excited to see all of your friends again, it had been awhile.

Woojin bowed respectfully. “It’s nice to see you Y/N noona.”

You huffed. “Woojin, enough with the formalities,” you said. Of course you knew it the younger boy was just being respectful but it made you feel old and you didn’t really mind much about those.

Woojin smiled cheekily. “Okay noona.”

You rolled your eyes and playfully punched his shoulder. The two of you were in the midst of laughing when you heard a familiar voice call your name.



He rushed down the stairs and as he did, Woojin noticed that he too had changed into a different outfit from the one he went out in this morning.

Was he trying to impress Y/N noona too? Woojin thought. He watched as you and Daniel embraced each other. He nearly let a scowl appear.

Control yourself, Woojin. They’re close friends, siblings almost. You shouldn’t be jealous over this.

But she’s your good friend too. A small voice reminded him.

“Ahhh. It’s good to see you Y/N,” Seongwoo admitted. “I’ve missed you.”

“Hello Seongwoo. Hi Jaewhan! Guanlin! I can see you up there!” You yelled.

Woojin was lost in his own thoughts. Was she looking forward to seeing all the boys but me?

He shook his head and without another word, disappeared up the staircase. Unfortunately, you were too overwhelmed by the rest of the boys and didn’t notice.

However, you did notice that his curls looked incredibly soft and touchable.

Daniel opened the door to the maknae line’s room.

“Woojin-ah. Let’s have a talk,” he demanded, causing the younger boy to sit up in curiosity. He nodded.

“I know you like Y/N.”

Woojin froze, his blood ran cold. But how? He had only mentioned it to Guanlin and Jihoon. When Daniel noticed his loss of speech, he sighed. “I’m not so oblivious, Woojin. It’s so obvious but hey. Listen, she’s my friend too. I like her too. She’s my age as well, don’t you think you should back off?” Daniel put his hands up in surrender when Woojin’s jaw dropped open to fire back. “I’m doing this for your own good. I don’t want to see my younger brother get his heart broken.”

Before Woojin could even reply, his hyung had already fled the scene.

Woojin did venture out of his room, just much later than he anticipated.

His heart thudded madly in his chest, threatening to bounce out any second. The more number of minutes he spent in your presence, the more red his face and ears became. When he blushed madly, it would become more evident that he had a major crush on you.

How did Daniel hyung keep his cool? He wondered. I must know his secret. Daniel seemed to know a lot of mine.

He thought you might have left while he was wallowing in self-pity and doubt. So, it was a great surprise to hear your angelic voice from the living room and to hear you agree to Jisung’s invitation to stay for dinner.

“It’s late,” he said. “You must stay. You must be getting hungry.”

You politely declined, not wanting to intrude but with the help of Seongwoo and Daewhi, they managed to persuade you to stay. You wrapped your arms around them affectionately. “Ahhh. What would I do without you boys?”

Guanlin had rushed up to the room immediately, a panicked Jisung following behind.

“Woojinne! Come out of there!”

Being much taller and stronger, Guanlin had an advantage and dragged poor Woojin out of his bunk.

“Yah! Don’t you know it’s rude to eavesdrop? Did you run back into your bed and hide? I knew you were sitting by the stairs listening in the whole time,” Jisung scolded, then softened. “I’m doing you a favour. Go, here’s your chance.”

“Woojin!” You shouted when you saw the boy walking down the steps. “I have missed youuuuu.”

Did she really?… He shook his head.

Woojin squeezed himself in between you and Daniel, he earned a icy cold glare from his hyung but Daniel soon snuggled deeper into Seongwoo’s chest as the movie continued.

Woojin had missed out a lot on the movie, he decided to concentrate hard. He nearly cursed under his breath when he felt you lean your head on his shoulder. But he couldn’t stop a smile from gracing his face.

“Woojin your smile is so cute!” You whisper-yelled, turning to the boy and gently squishing his cheeks. “Aww, I think your snaggletooth makes you look so handsome. Ahh, so many girls are going to fall in love with you. Promise you won’t forget noona? Okay?”

Oh, noona, I only want you to fall in love with me.

What Are The Odds? - Part 4 (Final)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,308

Summary: Before the reader left for college, she had a one night stand with Dean. Eight years later, Dean learns that he has a daughter in an interesting way.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

“I didn’t realize you felt that way. I mean…I knew you liked me because I’m awesome but…” You ramble on.

“I know. I kept it to myself.” Dean chuckles making you blush.  

“Weird how things turn out.” You say quietly.

Dean nods his head and watches you sitting at his kitchen table.

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Type: One Shot; Continuation; Fools
Genre: Angst
Member: Joshua/Jisoo
Word count: 2,655
A/N: …and it goes on~ *throws confetti*

Your eyes flutter as you look around. Everything was glowing like multiple strings of Christmas lights. Your heart races against your chest like the wings of a hummingbird. You sigh, finding a small bit of peace in this warmth. A large hand suddenly lays on top of yours, causing you to turn forward to the man before you. He chuckles at your cluelessness and soft pink cheeks. He was sort of cute, but extremely touchy for your comfort. You softly chuckle as you pull your hand away.

“Stay right here, I’ll be back.” He smiles before you hummed in response. He stood up from his seat and disappears and you don’t bother to watch where he’s gone.

The expression on your face immediately melts, the smile on your lips turn into a dull frown and the glimmer in your eyes lose its shine. You plant an elbow on the table top, your chin resting on your palm. A slow breath slips from your lips as your fingertip leisurely rim your wine glass, occasionally smearing the lipstick stains you’ve left behind.

Usually, you never drank this much alcohol nor did you ever find yourself clinging onto the company of a man. One to two glasses of wine were your usual limit and you found the comfort in the company of your friends, but tonight was different. You were trying to escape. You didn’t want any reminders of your past, but you’ve been triggered already.

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