but a smidgen is not enough

  • fanfic writer: *writing* Oh wow, they are going to love this. This is by far my best work!
  • fic: *witty lines* *perfect love making* *fluffy enough to kill us all* *a dash of angst, a smidgen of hurt/comfort*
  • fanfic writer: Oh man. This is it. This will be my legacy! *sweats into fic* *bleeds into fic* *cries into fic* *spends days perfecting the grammar and verbage and sex scenes* *has 15 betas look over it*
  • fanfic writer: Okay. It is finally time to release my baby on the world. Here you go fandom. You're welcome.
  • fandom: Ha, cute. *like* *kudos*
  • fanfic writer: :/
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  • same fanfic writer: *writing* Whatever. This is shit, I don't even care right now. A singing squirrel? Sure, let's do it. Haha, cheesy lines that make no sense, sure. Grammatical errors out the wazoo? Why not. No one's going to read this piece of crap anyway, I literally wrote it on a scrap of 1 ply toilet paper with a broken yellow crayon.
  • fanfic writer: LOL *post*
  • fandom: OMG THIS IS THE BEST THING YOU HAVE EVER GRANTED US WITH, WHERE HAS THIS BEEN ALL MY LIFE, OMG, I NEED A SEQUEL IMMEDIATELY, PLEASE. WHAT THE. I'M NOT EVEN WORTHY. *kudosrebloglikereccomment*
  • fanfic writer: *sigh*
A-Z NSFW: Kai

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

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A = Aftercare 

Kai’s definitely going to be a guy that’s going to take care of you well. He’s got dogs that are practically his kids, his niece, Taeoh, on Yummy Yummy he said he wanted to know how to cook so he can help his wife. He’s going to take care of you, and happily do it too. He’s one that’s got a warm rag on stand by, lotions and things are waiting in the bedside.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) 

We all know the golden part on Jongin is his hips, c’mon. He relishes in how him just dancing can get you all hot and bothered, watching the sharp thrusts and fluid rolls. I’m not even going to try and act like he’s not a basic lil horny boy. He likes your boobs. No use hiding it. He’s almost kid-ish with his touching fixation he has with you, he likes squeezing the soft bits of you, that includes ya titties. 

C = Cum 

Kai’s still pretty young, I don’t think he’s quite mastered the art of not making a fucking mess with his male tears. He’s pretty messy, and very vocal when he cums. He’s a pretty loud moaner with you in general, but when he finishes, he goes up a good 4-6 notches in volume. 

D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs) 

While he’s really touchy feely with you, he’s got somewhat of a voyeur kink, that he hasn’t revealed to you yet. Kai has such open play with you, that he likes toying with the idea of not being allowed to touch you, and just having to watch you play all by yourself while he’s squirming in his seat. 

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Between him and Sehun borrowing Noonas’ phones and returning them with the history deleted, and he was the only one of him and Sehun who understood the dick joke the lady on Yummy Yummy said, I’m pretty damn sure his ass knows about dicks and sex and the whole shabang. He knows too much about moving those damn hips too. If he hasn’t had sex, then I wanna know who taught him that shit. He’s easily taught though, so if he doesn’t know what’s going down, he knows enough from watching things to know what to do, he’s just gotta apply his knowledge to you.

F = Favorite position

Knowing he needs proper room to work the magic that is Kai’s hips, doggy style is usually what he prefers. You laid out before him, exposed to his eyes, and unknowing of when he’ll strike. From behind, he’s able to get his grab on, let his hands wander around your back, easily reach around and touch your chest, grab a handful of your ass, and be able to unleash the beast that is his thrusts? it’s the best of all worlds in his eyes.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Kai’s a typically lighthearted and goofy guy in most situations, I don’t see any way that doesn’t spill over into his sex life. Although sometimes he likes to play that there’s a difference between Jongin(ur soft lil bby bf) and Kai(ready to fuck you into next week), in general, the atmosphere isn’t tense or serious, it’s all fun with him.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they)
He whips those abs out so much, my Nana makes so many jokes about his lil nip nops it kills me. Not much hair in sight, and he’s very clean and put together but he does have stubble a lot so I don’t think he shaves every day. I think he grooms down there, but it’s not very frequently, maybe a few times a month. 


I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

[Back to Aftercare] He’s very loving, and caring, and he’d be the most romantic you can imagine. He’s the classic kind of romance, maybe a few candles but mostly he’s very vocal during sex, cooing about how perfect you are, how well you take him, how much he loves you. 

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)
[Back to using the Noona’s phone….] Kai almost always has his hand on his dick, let’s be honest. I think it’s hilarious he’s playing a character that addicted to video games and porn, that’s practically him at this point. He’s all the time in the bathroom, or always in the shower. He’s not fooling anyone, but we’ll just let him think he’s being sneaky. 

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
I lowkey think Kai has(i think this is what its called) exhibition kink? Or is it voyeur? Idk, whatever, he likes being watched with you. He doesn’t necessarily want a threesome, but it’s been toyed with in convo, that you might try out at some point with having a third person just watch.
He watched porn with sehun dont play me i know whats going on


L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Kai will pretty much nail you anywhere, he’s not a stickler for location. Seeing as Chan’s the lockpick master, a locked door doesn’t even matter so with the amount of times Chan has gotten into the bathroom while Kai’s in there…Kai just doesn’t care anymore. He favors the bathroom though, he likes plopping some nice bathbombs in the tub and spending some relaxing time with you before he takes you for a ride. 

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Grindings kind of his thing, all you have to do is trick him into back hugging you and roll your hips back into his crotch, and he’s sweeping you off to find a closet or bathroom or practice room to bend you over. 

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

While he does have a thing for being watched, under no circumstances will he agree to a threesome, no matter who the third person is. Kai’s pretty protective and possessive, which is why he likes being watched, it sends a pretty clear message that you’re his and they can watch all they want but they can’t touch you like he can, can’t make you moan like he can, can’t make you cum like he can. It’s a show of dominance to him.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

I don’t trust his tongue tbh Kai’s more of a fan of being in you, rather than your mouth or his on you. But of course foreplay is very important, and he doesn’t dislike going down on you, he’s actually really good at it, he’s just so impatient he’d rather get to the main event. He doesn’t turn down a bj, but again, he’d rather be in between your legs, rather than in your mouth. 

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

If his damn thrusts are any indication to how he is in the sack, Kai’s got a pretty fast pace. His thrusts are pretty unforgiving, and teeters on the line of being rough, but he’s good at reading your body if he’s being a little too rough.`

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Quickies are actually really frequent in your relationship, Kai’s a fan of being able to pull you away from the group or something for a fast pounding, more so because he likes seeing your face all flushed and hair a mess when you two return to the group and have to pretend like nothing happened even though everyone knows…they know..

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Kai’s really playful in the bedroom, if you or him want to try something, there’s almost a 100% chance you’ll test it out, at least once. Positions, toys, locations, kinks, etc, he’s game to try anything with you.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Kai’s still young, and he’s got a lot of young boy energy still. Sex with him lasts a significant time, and dick entering stuff lasts a good 5-10 mins, but one round is all he can handle honestly.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
He’s got a few basics, just to bring in just for a little extra fun every once in a while. Some silk ropes, a blindfold, some interesting vibrating panties. They’re not used very frequent, but when they come out, he does enjoy them a lot.


U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Kai is a bit of a little shit, he’s really into teasing you a lot. He likes watching you twitch, and he gets off on you begging, so teasing is an all time favorite of his. 

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
He’s insanely loud, to the point you’ve joked and toyed with the idea of getting him a freaking ball gag. He’s a moaner, but hell that might as well be bumped up and call him a screamer, he’s so loud. 


W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Lord knows you’ve been walked in on more times than you can count, being walked in by the EXO members that you’re close to is already bad, but the dressing room backstage during an SM event when Kai’s squeezing a quick one on and you’re caught with your pants around your ankles and a dick in you by Taemin is top 5 worse moments of your life. Kai found it hilarious though…idiot boy…

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

I have a fascination with Kai’s crotch. Is that weird? Same with Taemin and Hansol, I really like the guys that know how to tuck right and it’s practically completely flat in the front. 

but boi :)))))

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

How may horny puppy references can I make? Bcuz that’s what he is. His sex drive is just a smidgen above average, just high enough that it’s a ‘did you seriously pop another boner? didnt we just do this smh’ kind of thing. He’s pretty much ready to go at any moment, and he’s turn on at the drop of a hat, so I’ll pray for your souls.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
I imagine Kai as a puppy tbh. After he’s had his little work out, he needs a nap straight away. So Kai falls asleep fairly quickly after you two do the do, even if he’s only got a few more minutes to spare, he’s done closed his eyes and he’s snoring. Night Night Nini. 

Noise Complaints

Summary: A Supernatural AU. Dean and the Reader are next door neighbours. Dean has an active sex life that keeps the reader up at night. One night, the reader decides she’s had enough and decides to confront Dean.

Pairing: Neighbour!Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Word Count: 3,349

Warnings: Language. Mentions of sexual intercourse. A smidgen of Jealous!Dean.

Gif Credit: [x]

A/N: This is my one-shot entry for Michelle’s [@luci-in-trenchcoats] AU & Things Challenge. I chose to write the Neighbour AU with Dean. (I entered this challenge with my old url which was @winchesterdeann.) This is my first challenge, so I hope you all like it.

Please do not post any of my work on any other websites. Thank you.

Feedback of any kind is welcome and highly encouraged.

Thank you for taking the time to read my writing.


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Flashes (Part 1)

Summary: Soulmate AU. “The fault, dear Brutus is not in our stars, / But in ourselves, that we are underlings.” - William Shakespeare (Julius Caesar)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 1,783

Warnings: language, fluff, wishful thinking, angst, sadness, borderline depression, sarcasm, did I mention language? might be hard to read for lonely hearts like me.

A/N: Well, I did it…at least I tried. The lovely @minervaem challenged me (sort of) to do an angsty story, so here we go. I’m warning you now, it’s not gonna be pretty. Anyways, it’s only four parts, so only pre-existing permanent tags will be added to this story. Reminder: If you want to be removed from the permanent tag list you need to msg me! Sorry in advance. There’s four parts to this story.

Originally posted by heartsnmagic

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Zombie Apocalypse AU! Shance

I finally finished part one. I’ll post a link on here to the next part when it’s finished (as well as the Ao3 link once I have the account set up). Enjoy <3

Part 1 | Part 2 >      Ao3 Link


A solid kick took out the rotting boards that stood in the way of one Takashi Shirogane. The broken pieces clattered to the dust covered tiles underfoot. Shiro’s steel eyes scanned the inside warily. Once confirmed that the inside was void of the living dead, he stepped inside and began searching through the convenience store’s shelves for supplies. Most of what was left were either expired or already taken. A frown touched his lips as he kept up his search. He moved from shelf to shelf. Finally, he came across a sealed box of batteries in a back storage room. Slipping a pocket knife from his back pocket, he opened up the cardboard box.

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The Tiger’s Labmate (M)

~A Namjoon Birthday Fic~

Namjoon x Reader

Genre: University AU, fluff, angst and smut

Warnings: Public sex (I don’t know why I keep writing these with Namjoon XD ), unprotected sex, inappropriate laboratory conduct

Word count: 8,456 words

A/N: As always, I have @mylovejhs to thank for beta-ing this fic for me <3


You are perched on the tall laboratory stool at one of the tables, trying to look unaffected. However, it is difficult to maintain a cool facade when the girls in your class make a show for their sympathy for you as they pass by to take their own seats, smiling with pity, patting your back in consolation and saying words of encouragement in tones that are just chirpy enough to tell you that they’re actually enjoying your misery. It isn’t surprising though; you knew this would happen after the grouping for this course’s lab came out and you are again paired with one of the guys.

Just then the man himself saunters into the room, quickly spotting you and heading over. Your gaze moves higher and higher as he approaches, finally having to tilt your head up when he stands next to your table. “I guess we’re lab partners this semester,” he points out the obvious with a dimpled smile.

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jus crackin open a few cold ones with the boys right @valleniel

funny habits;

⇢ summary:  “You’re my new neighbour and wow man, you have some really weird habits.”  ⇢ this wasn’t what you were expecting to find out over an exchange of homemade cookies. for this request from this prompt list.

⇢ relationship: chae hyungwon/reader.

genre: cat hybrid!au, supernatural, fluff.

⇢ words: 3.9k

⇢ warnings: prehensile tails. cat hybrids.

Originally posted by hyungvon

a/n: I really wanted to try my hand at a hybrid au at least once in my life, and this prompt screamed something cute so~ originally this was a drabble request but then i almost hit like 4k so!!!


You really liked living in the apartment at the end of the hall. Ever since you’d moved to the not-so-shabby complex in the middle of your college career, you had found it funny that not once had anyone occupied the only apartment next to yours. You had been living in that very building since you were nineteen years old, and here you were now at the ripe age of twenty-three, still enjoying that almost impossible luxury. Your rent wasn’t terrible, your neighbors across the hall were quiet, and you could be as loud as you wanted without fearing the tenant next door would hear. It came in handy some nights, when you lost yourself in a marathon of nostalgic music or “ooh”’d and “aw”’d watching Your Name for the hundredth time. You never got noise complaints from anyone else on the floor anyway.

Of course, all of this had to change sooner or later, and it seemed it would be the former when you awoke to something thudding against the wall adjacent to your bed, the thudding continuing long until you’d been roused out of your fitful sleep and into a grouchy mood. At first, you had wondered if the sound was misplaced and instead coming from the hallway, but there was no denying that there was someone in the room on the other side of your wall, and your grouchiness melted into a dramatic panic. Someone couldn’t possibly be moving in, could they?

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“Baz teaching Simon to dance”

8th year AU where Simon asks Agatha to the leavers Ball and realizes that he doesn’t know how dance correctly.

Word Count: 2.4K

Pairings: brief Simon/Agatha, Simon/Baz

Mild angst at the beginning (it doesn’t really count as angst thought), mainly fluff

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revalya  asked:

82. “Looks like we’ll be stuck here for a while.” for Saeran~? +w+

A/N: Overdue request 💕 Is this enough to make it up to you, babe? ^^



It’s dark. But that’s not the first thing that registers in your hazy mind.

Perhaps it’s the alcohol clouding your mind a little, but your skin feels like it’s on fire, and suddenly you feel too hot. You’re acutely aware of how close you are to him, despite your back already being pressed up against the wall of the closet that you’re stuck in. You can smell the alcohol in his breath too, when he mutters to himself, “I’m going to kill Saeyoung for this. I don’t get the point of this stupid game.”

Of course he doesn’t. He’s never played it before, obviously. Not that you’ve played this game many times, but at the very least, you know what’s supposed to happen.

Because, what else would a girl and a guy do when they’re locked up in a dark closet for seven minutes?

You’re fairly certain that this happened only because Saeyoung realised that the both of you are starting to veer off the friendship boundary that you have set for yourselves. Trust him to come up with a dirty tactic like this. You have to admit that you now share some of Saeran’s murderous sentiments towards his older twin.  

But that will have to wait until the seven minutes are over.

And until then…

“So, what now?” Saeran asks, breaking the palpable silence that settled between the both of you. You’re grateful for it. Any more silence and he would have picked up on the sound of your loudly drumming heart.

“L-Looks like… we’ll be stuck here for a while,” you state slowly, trying your best to hold back your stuttering. Your teeth are chattering slightly and you curse your nerves. And the alcohol. Yeah, it’s probably the alcohol that’s messing with you right now.

“And what are we supposed to do for seven minutes?” he wonders aloud, his pointed gaze resting on you.

You swallow thickly, admiring the soft glow to the beautiful golden hue of his eyes. Even though it’s nearly pitch dark in here, you can see his eyes so clearly. Like a pair of full moons on a cloudless night.

“Well… we have seven minutes to get to know each other just a little better,” you answer.

He rolls his eyes at that. “We could do that anytime. Why seven minutes in a closet? This doesn’t make any sense.”

His eyes are strangely alluring, and you find yourself drawn to him as you have been for a long time. Looking at him like this, in a quiet space with just you and him, you feel your thoughts evaporate, your heart rate escalates, heat rushes to your cheeks, and the words are pulled past your parted lips without even thinking.

“Let me show you.”

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Bad Sun

Every sun sign has something they don’t want people to see. I am bringing to light all that the zodiac keeps in the dark. May I present to you the negative aspects of the Sun in the signs…

Aries: the Meth Head; aggressive and gutsy, tries to prove valiancy and heroism to others; volatile, childish and demanding temperament; tries to bully and boss others around; convinced of infallibility; insensitive, rough and raw.

Taurus: Lazarus; complacent with consuming, and only concerned with cash and collectibles; a blind, passive, stubborn underachiever satisfied only with self-indulgence; controlling and sluggish, places too much importance on relaxation and materials.  

Gemini: ADHD; can’t focus long enough to complete anything; burns bridges and blames others; a superficial teller of tall tales whose inconstancy makes them unreliable; immature; instigates and flirts, but never consummates.

Cancer: The Bummer; fearful of abandonment and isolation; private, prying and protective, yet defensive and manipulative; imagines only disaster and tragedy; defeatist with lack of confidence; depends on others for strength, security and encouragement.

Leo: Whoredom; bossy bombastic demeanor with smidgens of superiority; compulsively draws attention to self to inflate a deflated ego; overly expectant and demanding, extremely self-involved; vain and vicious; lazy obnoxious and overrated.

Virgo: The Chump; permits abuse and allows others to take advantage of them; self-sabotage; over works to lift perpetually low self-esteem; undervalues talents and triumphs; represses, resents, and whines; doesn’t aim too high.

Libra: The Dealer; judges others’ imperfections and insists on emotional detachment; a logical and idealistic liar who is promiscuous and persuasive; vacillating moods and mind causes unreliability and uncertainty; self-indulgent, shallow and wasteful.

Scorpio: Melancholia; unable to move on; manipulates, tests and tortures; looks for the worst in people; proud and unforgiving; secretive and scheming psychotic; power complex; obsessed with control; cruel, calculated and concentrated.  

Sagittarius: The Rootless Gypsy; juvenile; lacks follow through, commitment and focus; erratic pot stirrer; insulting, insensitive and irresponsible; tactless words and actions; overheats and goes to the extreme to gamble and chase absurd pipe dreams.

Capricorn: The Pimp; suspicious self-seeker with a desperately industrious outlook; stingy and capitalistic; stubborn and egotistical money monger only concerned with having money in the bank; uses people and takes advantage of them.

Aquarius: Stiff-Neck; rejects rules and regulations, as well as close relationships; intellectual arrogance, lacks proof to support glorified visions of proliferation; rigid and strict about personal opinions and beliefs; weird and stubborn.

Pisces: The Passenger; too passive and impractical to fully apply self; fear of failing causes professional flailing, which leads to bitter outlook; quits too soon; fantasies, lies, excuses and addictions replace and distract.

abbiemation  asked:

Scrappy Doo is a little shit ngl, but he is still a child. Who is to say that he will not grow up to be a better dog? I hate his parents more, because they abandoned him with his uncle and, due to this, have put Scrappy in lots of potentially dangerous situations.

I’ve said this before but Scrappy’s “soul” is over a thousand years old, made semi-immortal by his raw hatred, but he is stuck in the body of a sick imitation of a young dog.

His parents weren’t strong enough to be in contact with his radioactive waves for long periods of time, so they had to be rid of him. They still had a smidgen of pity for their terrible creation so they gave custody over to Scooby, who has handled large amounts of radiation before with no ill affect. There was no good decision to make in this situation, and they could not kill him as that is a job only I can fulfill.

I think the show really missed out on some quality development by not bringing along Peridot in the most recent Stevenbomb. Not only would they have had someone who (assumingly) could have easily piloted the Ruby ship, we could have finally seen the perspective of newly rebelled Homeworld gems being reentered in a kind of Homeworld environment, especially with the presence of Blue and Yellow Diamond!

Cuz I mean, it makes sense that Ruby and Sapphire would not have even a smidgen of sympathy for Blue. Not only cuz of what she attempted to do, but also the fact that it has been thousands of years since they have rebelled, more than enough time to recognize the Diamonds as the tyrants they really are.

As we see, many Homeworld gems have unwavering loyalty to their Diamond. For example,Jasper is still unquestionably loyal to Pink Diamond after who knows how many years she was shattered. Heck, Peridot officially rebelled and joined the Crystal Gems not too long ago, and just before that, she had jeopardized her recently positive standing with the Crystal Gems just to speak to Yellow Diamond! Just before her ‘callout’ of Yellow Diamond, Peridot describes here with the upmost admiration and reverance, similiar to how we see Holly Blue refer to Blue Diamond. Homeworld gems as we have seen them are made to be loyal worshippers of their Diamonds, willing to place themselves in danger if it favors the Diamonds.

And I’m not saying Peridot would just do a complete 180 and go back to her Homeworld self, but come on she had to have rebelled as recently as like what, a year in Steven Universe time? That’s very recent in comparison to when Ruby and Sapphire rebelled. I seriously doubt she was able to just get over her feelings of Yellow Diamond, and of Homeworld, at least completely.
It was have been super interesting to see her back again in a Homeworld setting, and even more interesting if she saw Yellow Diamond! Especially if she was able to see “What’s the Use of Feeling Blue” with Steven and Greg. I believe Peridot would have at least felt something when seeing Yellow Diamond in that vulnerable, sensitive state. Heck, even seeing her at all I think would elicit some sort of reaction.

As a great, non-Gremlin, certified Kindergartner once said, “It Could Have Been Great!”

Tonight I tried to be smart. Sensible even.

Sheila made pizza for dinner. Combine my love of ‘za with a smidgen of impatience, pour in a martini – and what happens?

I burn the roof of my mouth. Every damned time.

Tonight I said ENOUGH! Which is better than screaming OUCH! Sheila took the pizza out of the oven and let it cool.

And cool it did. Distracted with sipping my martini and watching Downton Abbey my pizza cooled like cup of coffee forgotten when work got really busy.

I had to nuke the pizza before I could eat it.

Ponyboy x Reader | String Bikini

Summary: You’re at the beach with the gang. Wearing a string bikini. If you didn’t know, they come undone pretty easily. So if someone like Ponyboy might just walk by and accidentally pull on it well…

A/N: Modern fic because string bikinis. Also it’s an AU were Dally and Johnny didn’t die. Ponyboy is fifteen. There’s a little bit of Sodapop x Reader.

The gang and you were at the beach, you all agreed that it was too hot not to go. It was perfect weather for a beach day. The sun was in the sky, there weren’t any clouds, and it was super-hot out like said earlier.

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anonymous asked:

Promote 79, Hiccstrid. "You're safe now. I've got you."

Number 79: “You’re safe now. I’ve got you”

Note: This takes place after Blindsided, but before ShellShocked :)


Lightning.

The one thing that Hiccup could openly say he was afraid of. But “could” was the key word. Would- he’d never do. Show weakness? No… he was a Viking, he couldn’t show fear.

But sometimes, true terrors just can’t be hidden. And even though it had been over three years since that lightning incident… every time a sharp crack split the sky, panic took hold.

Thunder rumbled, the rain coming in mad torrents against the roof of Hiccup’s hut. Lightning flashed through the dark sky, making it even more vivid. Hiccup yelped and Toothless wrapped his wings around him even more, but the dragon was worried. Most of the time, he was able to keep Hiccup calm, but this time, nothing seemed to be working. Not even if he tucked his head under his wing and cooed to try and cover the noise of the storm. Nothing was helping his distressed rider.

And since they were the on the Edge, Stoick wasn’t around either to help. Lightning flashed yet again, for what seemed like the hundredth time, and Hiccup let out a panicked cry, his body shaking uncontrollably.

That’s it. Toothless thought, not able to put up with one more second of this. He hated to do it, but he stood up and left Hiccup exposed on the floor, hurrying to rush to the door before tossing it open and rushing out into the harsh wind and stinging rain.

The nearest hut was Astrid’s so he made a bee-line for it. It must be near midnight, but he didn’t care. If the girl was asleep, he’d wake her up. Hiccup needed help! 

He barged into the hut, not bothering to shut the door behind him. They’d be leaving soon enough anyways. He barked frantically, running over to the bed where Astrid was now curled up, asleep.

“What!?” The girl shouted, jerking into a sitting position, her daggers drawn. Toothless skidded to a stop, the knives only inches away from his sensitive nose.

“Toothless! What is it, bud?” She asked, lowering her hands and tucking the daggers away. 

Toothless barked again, turning and running towards the door. He paused and turned, barking for her to follow.

Astrid took the hint, grabbing her shoulder guards and boots on her way, already guessing why Toothless wanted her to follow. Something must be wrong. The Night Fury barely ever left his human in the night, he even slept in Hiccup’s hut, so if he was here, and acting like he was, then something must be wrong.

Astrid followed Toothless into Hiccup’s hut, slamming the door behind her, grateful to be out of the blowing wind that had threatened to knock her over.

“Hiccup!” She shouted, running over to the shivering form on the ground. She crashed to her knees, grabbing Hiccup’s arm and rolling him over.

His eyes were shut, his breathing heavy and his body shaking. He tried to curl into himself, but Astrid’s arms kept him from doing so.

“Hiccup, I’m here for you…” She soothed, taking the liberty to scoop him in her arms and hold him close to her chest. “Shh… you’re safe now, I’ve got you…”

Hiccup choked on a sob and his arms wrapped around Astrid, hugging her fiercely while crying silently into her shoulder. She let him, just softly rubbing his back while whispering soothing words into his hair.

“What’s wrong, what hurts?” She asked once he’d calmed down a smidgen- enough for him to talk.

“N-n-nothing… just the… no- I’m fine…” Hiccup stuttered, pushing himself away from her while scrubbing the tears of his face. “I’m f-fine.”

Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed, causing Hiccup to let out a shout of surprise and shock before his eyes squeezed shut and he nearly collapsed.

Astrid grabbed him, keeping him from toppling over while her panic rose. “Hiccup! Tell me, what’s the matter!?”

Toothless hummed worriedly before nudging Astrid, and looking towards the window. Astrid followed his gaze and noticed the lightning that lit the sky periodically, and her eyes widened in understanding and realization.

“Oh… Hiccup…” She whispered, running her hands through his hair. “I-I’m sorry I should’ve known- the lightning…”

Hiccup coughed and shook his head. “Sorry, I just- ever since…”

“I know, I know…” Astrid soothed, pulling him into another hug. “But it’s alright, I’m here and I won’t let anything hurt you.”

Even though Astrid couldn’t see his face, she knew he was blushing. “It’s silly-” he whispered hoarsely.

“No. No it isn’t.” She disagreed. “It’s sense. It’s only logical that after such a traumatic experience you’d gain some sort of phobia of it. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.” 

Hiccup hugged her tightly, his face hidden in her shoulder and braid. The lightning came again, but without the thunder. Astrid looked at the window, glaring at the sky as though that would scare the storm away.

Hiccup shivered, and she began rubbing his back comfortingly. “Shh… it’s alright…”

Toothless cooed again before wrapping his body around both Hiccup and Astrid, his wings shading them from the outside world. Astrid leaned against the dragon, grateful for the support.

“I’m sorry- I-” Hiccup started, but she shushed him with a quick kiss before pulling his head against her shoulder again.

“Don’t be, you idiot. Don’t you understand I’m trying to help you?” She teased gently, again rubbing his back in a reassuring gesture. “Try to get some sleep, alright? I bet you’ve been up all night.”

Hiccup didn’t reply, assuring her correct.

“But-” he whispered, and again she interrupted him.

“Go. to. sleep.” she ordered, scooting over so he was sitting beside her and could lean against her shoulder. “Toothless and I are here, we’ll be here if you need us, alright?”

Toothless cooed in agreement.

“O-okay…” Hiccup murmured, his eyes already closed. “Thanks, guys…”

“Anytime, babe.” Astrid nuzzled her nose against his head, letting her eyes slide shut as well. “You were there for me when I went blind, I’ll be here for you.”

Hiccup’s even breathing was her reply, making her smile as a flash of lightning lit the room, letting her see that Hiccup was already peacefully asleep.


Send me a prompt! I won’t be able to do them until tomorrow, but I will do them! ;)

anonymous asked:

Reader has a crush on Zenyatta but when they finally work up the courage to confess they're kinda shy or embarrassed about it because he is an Omnic and reader doesn't know what people will think of them because they love an Omnic

You awkwardly shuffled forward, heart in your throat as you felt a smidgen of courage. Zenyatta looked at you, his entire attention focused on you. He gently waited, sensing you turmoil and you took a deep breath.

You voice stuttered as you got nowhere, fear swallowing you. While a part of you wanted to be unashamed in your feelings, you were scared of what people may think or do if the two of you were in a relationship. He had seen enough pain and you didn’t want to bring more on him.

He gently took your hand and gently instructed you to breathe, you following his instructions. Your mind cleared you decided to just tell him, knowing that he would like to make that choice for himself.

“I care about you,” you softly said, “More than a friend.”

his hand gently cupped your cheek and you leant into his touch, hand resting on his wrist.

“So do I.”

Nevada Ramirez & Crybaby: and ‘Cookie’

Yea… this happened… I’m still really distracted by Raúl and the puppy…

Originally posted by notmyacht

Canon Character: Nevada ‘Trujillo’ Ramirez (Trouble In The Heights)
OC: ‘Crybaby’ Caroline, long-time girlfriend and consistent thorn in his side.
The Ta-Do: House party, not too far from their new apartment.
Warnings: Cussing, drug use (smokin’ reefer), feels.


“Crybaby!”

While pouting, she twist a bit at the waist, mostly just to please him. “What'dya want?” Hollering, over the music coming from someone’s shitty speaker system. “I’m busy.”

Nevada groaned, started shouldering his way through the crowd so he could manage to curl a hand around her wrist. “You’re not busy,” he splayed fingers out towards the little collection of now-hushed girls she was standing with; pretty young ladies wearing too-short skirts, gossiping and chatting about nothing really important- “You’re chattin’, c'mon.”

He tugged at her waist, Caroline rolled her eyes and began reciting her ’I’m sorry’s to the girls who understood, as she was drug through the little apartment. There really shouldn’t be this many people here, she thought to herself, while struggling to maintain the pace of her man’s strides. It was probably a fire hazard, or should be…

But nobody really cared about that.

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A Big Mistake

Originally posted by blogfandomimaginesstuff

Pairing: ReaderxStiles

Rating: NSFW 18+

A/N: Okay so this is the first kind of sad one I’ve written. I wrote this after I watched the new episode this week (6x09). I was so emotionally moved by that ep that I cried when I wrote this. Anyways, thank you once again to @dumbass-stilinski for helping me edit this and help with the song choices for this one. IF you don’t want this to end sadly, let me know if you want a part 2! Enjoy reading!

Part 2

Listen to these songs:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bnVUHWCynig

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WBKnpyoFEBo

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GsPq9mzFNGY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qkP6Tf79UrM

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“Stiles you don’t get it!” You screamed at him, your body boiling up with rage.

“What don’t I get Y/N!” Stiles yells back at you, causing your body temperature to rise even higher than before.

Your voice softened and all the muscles relaxed,“You don’t want me Stiles, you want her, you want Lydia.” Suddenly, you weren’t even angry anymore, you were just filled with sadness.

You were tired of doing this to yourself. He wanted Lydia, he has been in love with her since the 3rd grade, but you, you have been in love with Stiles Stilinski since the 3rd grade, but know one knew. You were sick of meeting up with him in secret just to relieve both of your sexual frustrations. You didn’t want to keep going with this because you were trying to save yourself from heartbreak. It didn’t mean anything more to him than sex, and after 6 months, you finally had come to terms with it.

He didn’t say anything but flash what you took as a look of apology and guilt. You couldn’t even look him in the eye.

“Y/N, that’s not-”

“Look Stiles. I’m tired of this okay. You know how I have felt about you forever. Let’s just not pretend anymore, I love you but the feelings are not mutual. I’m such an idiot for letting it get this far,” you sighed as a hot tear ran down your cheek, “I think you should just leave okay, pretend what we have been doing for the last six months never happened. See you around Stilinski.” You opened the door of your bedroom and motioned with a hand signal for him to leave.

“Please Y/N just listen to me.” Stiles cried out.

“Just go please! It’s hard enough as it is!” You urged, needing to be alone to analyse the situation.

He finally left and you slammed your door shut. You let out the rib shaking sob you had kept in the whole time you two argued. You decided to grab a change of clothes and have a shower, hoping the water would clean you of your heartbreak from the boy you have loved for 8 years, and just make you forget about everything, for a little while.

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You laid your clothes on the bench in your bathroom, and brought your phone to play your slow, chill playlist in an attempt to relax you. You hopped into the shower and turned the water on, letting your body absolutely soak in it. The water surged around your body, encasing you completely with it’s cool and smooth touch. The water on your skin that at first felt only a smidgen cold, has turned to full on biting as you turn the hot water up to nearly its maximum temperature. Your skin began to sting, turning a bright red from the harsh caress of the liquid, but it made you feel good, good enough to nearly forget what happened five minutes ago, but it’s wasn’t enough.

Suddenly, you felt the same hot tears from before run down your face, overwhelmed by what happened. The shock had finally worn off when you realised that just before you began arguing was the last time you would feel his arms wrapping around you, his soft, delicate touch which you now yearned for.

Your thoughts about him were interrupted when you felt someone press against your backside in the shower. You felt long, skinny fingers run up your arm, the touch all too familiar. It was Stiles.

He grabbed your sides and turned you around to face him. You couldn’t look at him as he wiped the tears off of your face with his thumb. He then began rubbing his thumb in circles on your cheek, you still couldn’t look at him, and continued to let tears splurge from your eyes.

“Come on Y/N, look at me,” He whispered, and you slowly looked up, seeing that his eyes were watery, tears falling down his face, “You know I didn’t mean to hurt you, but just look at me.” You grabbed his hand that was cupping your face and and held it, sparks flying all around your body when you connected your hand with his.

“I know Stiles, I know that’s not who you really are.” He replied by pressing his lips against yours, and you immediately responded. He moved his hands down to your ass, kneading it.

It felt so right, but you stopped and pulled away. You had to, or it would just make it harder to get over him. You moved closer to the glass wall and turned your back to him. He moved closer you, sending a shiver down your spine.

“Come on Y/N, please, just keep looking at me, please.” He turned you around to face him again, like he did when he first got in the shower.

He ran his long, slick fingers through your wet hair and just like that, you crashed your lips against his. You couldn’t help yourself, you were so in the moment you had forgotten about how much more complex things had suddenly become.

The kiss deepened as Stiles slipped his tongue between your slightly gaping lips, tongues roaming around everywhere in each others mouths. He bit down and nibbled on your bottom lip before moving down to your ear, sucking on your lobe, driving you absolutely crazy. He knew that was your sensitive spot. He then moved down to your neck and sucked just above your collarbone, which was your other sensitive spot, causing you to let out a soft moan. You entangled your hands in his hair and pulled on it, causing him to let out a low, throaty growl.

He moved down your body, cupping your breasts and taking one in his mouth, swirling his tongue around your nipple, making you roll your eyes to the back of your head. As Stiles continued to suck on your nipple, he slip his index and middle finger in between your folds, earning a loud groan from you.

You returned the favour by slowly starting to pump his length a few times, his head rolling back, nearly hitting it on the glass wall of the shower. He turned you around, pushing you up against the glass door, pulling your left leg up and lining his tip up with your entrance, slowly pushing himself all the way inside of you, the both moaning each other’s name. He pulled in and out slowly, taking his time, which was very different to what would usually happen the other times you had sex. There was always constant ass-slapping, hair pulling, dirty talking and just straight out fucking until you both nearly slipped out of consciousness from the mind- blowing orgasms you had, but this felt extremely different. It was so much more intimate, it felt more like he was making love to you, it was more than just a fuck to him.

He began to pick up his pace a little, but he still wasn’t moving as fast as he usually would. You put both hands up a against the glass for support. You begin to feel every single tiny muscle in your body tense up and the familiar pit in your stomach began to increase. You clenched around him a few times before both hitting your release at the same time, panting furiously as you both rode out your highs.

You and Stiles hopped out of the shower and got changed.

“Y/N?” He turned and looks at you, his eyes full of concern.

“What is it Stiles?” You looked at him and brought your hand up to his face. You sighed as you realised this was actually the last time were you would have to say goodbye to him. He stood there looking at you for minute. He put his hand on the one that was still cupping his face, he even rested his head on it, putting value in your touch.

“It should have always been you Y/N. Yeah I was in love with Lydia, but that is in the past. I am such a fucking idiot for not seeing that it was, still is, always should’ve been, you.” Tears threatened to spill down your face.

“Come on Stiles, you know that’s not true what you are saying. It’s the sex talking, not you.” He pressed his forehead against yours and you closed your eyes, the tears from earlier spilling out.

“It’s true Y/N. I’ll do anything to prove it to you.” He whimpered, plead laced though his voice. You wanted to believe him, so badly, but you just couldn’t. You knew what he really wanted, Lydia.

“Look Stiles, I want to believe you but I just can’t. As long as Lydia is in the picture, I don’t know if I can ever believe you.” You moved away from him, a continuous stream of tears running down his face. He tried to grab your arm, but you pushed him away. You grabbed a bag and stuffed it with clothes. You also grabbed your car keys and ran downstairs and outside into your car.

You banged your hands against the steering wheel and let out a scream, sobs continuously erupting from you. You eventually put the key in your ignition and began driving without a destination. Even though she was one of the last people you wanted to see, you always ended up at Lydia’s house when something was wrong.

You ran out of you car and banged on her door while yelling her name. She opened the door and her mouth dropped to the floor when she saw the emotional, terrible state you were in. She grabbed you and pulled you up to her room.

You sat on her bed, and she sat next you. She handed you a tissue and asked you,

“Okay Y/N, what the hell is going on?”

You began to explain what happened from the beginning. How they fought about you and how you told him you loved him but he was in love with her, and pretty much just using you for sex. Then you continued with all the details from the shower and the words you exchanged after. A long river of tears flowed from your eyes.

“Wow Y/N, I don’t mean for this to come off insensitive, but Stiles wasn’t lying with what he said.” Lydia smiled at you rubbing her hand along your arms. You froze.

“What? Lydia how is that possible?” A flutter of butterflies arises in your stomach.

“Yeah, he came here before with Scott. He said the same thing to us, practicing what he was going to say to you. Scott even heard his heartbeat when he said it out loud, and it didn’t skip a beat. He really does love you Y/N.”

You eyes widened after Lydia had finished talking and that’s when it hit you, He wasn’t lying, he was telling the truth, and you realised you had made a big mistake.