but he insist on helping

Please consider

-Pre-calamity Link being crushed on by little kid Sidon

-Sidon being the cutest lil baby shark, getting excited every time Link comes to visit the domain and attempting to spend every possible second with him

-Sidon drawing Link pictures and bringing him random stuff like snails and crabs as gifts

-Sidon going up to his dad “Father, I’ve met my future bride!”

-King Dorephan “Who???”

- “Link!”

- “…Oh dear”

-Sidon declaring his big sister to be his love rival like an anime character

-Sidon insisting on helping Mipha make Link’s Zora armor, he mostly holds tools and materials while she works, because he thinks if two people work on the armor Link will have to choose between them

-Mipha doesn’t really take it seriously cos hes like, 12, and lets him help

-Link has no idea whats going on and thinks Sidon is just being a cute lil shark buddy, enjoys playing with him and gives him affectionate headpats

-Hundred years later, they’ve forgotten eachother only for Sidon to fall in love with him all over again

Flight attendant: Ladies and gentlemen, now we’re approaching LAX airport-

Jeonghan:

Clingy

Note: If this is too short, I apologize! FEEDBACK IS WELCOME! Thank you for the request, sweets! .c

Request: the boys tease bucky over him being a clingy and protective boyfriend pls :)

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid



Ever since you became a couple, or even started liking each other, Bucky was always by your side. Everyone in the Avengers tower knew that if they needed to know where you or Bucky were, they’d always find you two together. If Bucky wasn’t jumping in front of a bullet for you, he was snuggling so close to you, you could feel his heart thudding against his chest. You loved being with Bucky as much as he loved being with you.

Bucky was searching all throughout the tower for you, his eyebrows creased and his eyes speedily scanning around every room he walked into. You weren’t in bed with him when he woke up and it was making him nervous. He needed to be around you at all times, or else he feels like you’re in some sort of danger. The guys on the team always tease him and say he’s clingy and overprotective. Bucky always shrugged them off and said he’s neither of those, but deep down, he knew it was probably true. But he didn’t care and neither did you.

You were sitting in the kitchen, eating your breakfast and laughing as Wanda taught Vision how to make pancakes from scratch. It wasn’t the most easiest thing to learn when you can’t even eat the food. You shook your head as you giggled, watching Vision send you a confused glance. And possibly a silent cry for help.

Suddenly, you felt two arms wrap around your shoulders, the left one feeling cold. You smiled and leaned against Bucky’s chest, patting his forearms resting on you. “Morning, handsome.” You said softly with a smile. His face nuzzled in your neck and he inhaled your light scent of body wash. “You weren’t in bed.” He muttered sleepily, swaying against you.

You frowned slightly and nodded. “I know, I wanted you to sleep in a little.” You replied, tilting your head to kiss his cheek. He sighed and moved his arms to slither around your waist, pulling you even closer. Before he could reply, you heard chuckles coming from the kitchen table.

“Bucky, you’re so clingy.” Sam said with a head shake as he stuffed his mouth with food. You rolled your eyes at the way he was eating like an animal. “He is not.” You defended Bucky, hearing him whimper against you.

“He kind of is.” Clint added as he poured himself a third glass of milk. Tony snatched the jug from Clint’s hand just as he finished pouring it and angrily looked at him. “Wanna buy yourself a cow to keep around or buy a jug every two days?” Tony snapped at Clint, screwing the cap back on.

Clint rolled his eyes and moved back to the kitchen table, a few laughs sounding through the room. Bucky rested his chin on top of your head, pulling you further against him. You were on a stool at the kitchen island, so your whole back was pressed against Bucky, not an inch of space between the two of you.

“Tony, tell Spam and Clit that Bucky isn’t clingy.” You said as you took a bite of your own food. Steve snorted at the silly nicknames and you heard Nat laughing into her hand, her cheeks almost as red as her hair. You could feel the chuckle vibrating against your back from Bucky. The two men glared at you and you shrugged at them.

“No, he’s most definitely clingy.” Tony stated with a cocky grin. You groaned and rolled your eyes, shaking your head. Bucky sighed against you and hid his face in your shoulder again. “Am not.” He sleepily chimed in. 

You noticed Sam looking at Clint, the two grinning mischievously. “Don’t.” Steve warned, raising an eyebrow, pointing his spoon at the two trouble makers. He already knew what was about to happen.

But it was too late. The two had set their plan in motion. “So, Y/N, I was thinking we could train together later.” Sam said as he took a sip of his orange juice, his playful gaze set on the brooding and intimidating man behind you.

Bucky’s head shot up and his eyes landed on Sam. “She most certainly will not. She only trains with me so I know she’s not getting hurt.” Bucky said with a much rougher tone. Bucky’s arms tightened around you and you sighed, finding it ridiculous how they were pushing Bucky.

The three men laughed together at Bucky’s reaction. “And overprotective too!” Tony piped, holding his stomach as he doubled over with laughter. Your mouth was hanging open, you were so shocked. “Enough! He isn’t clingy! And his protectiveness isn’t even that bad!” You defended Bucky once again. You hopped off of your stool and pulled Bucky along to your bedroom, leaving the others behind.

You sighed as you stepped into your room and Bucky was silent, his hand slipping out of yours. “I’m sorry.” Bucky whispered softly, so much so, you almost didn’t hear it. You turned to face Bucky and gasped. “Do not apologize! Bucky, they’re just-just being idiots.” You groaned, walking up to Bucky.

Your arms slithered around his waist and his hands held your cheeks. “I just like having you with me.” Bucky said quietly, his blue eyes looking back and forth between yours. You smiled and leaned up on your toes to give him a kiss.

“Next time they tease you, it will be the last time.”


You were currently washing the dishes. Bucky was leaning against the counter beside you, his arms crossed and his shoe nudged against your sock covered foot. The small contact made you giddy inside. Bucky had a small smile on his face as he watched you clean the dishes. He offered to help but you insisted on doing them yourself.

“You don’t have to sit here and be bored, baby.” You said as you rinsed off a plate, the suds sliding off. Bucky shook his head quickly, his dark hair framing his face. “No, I wanna be beside you.” Bucky said, his hand reaching up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. You blushed and giggled, butterflies erupting in your stomach.

You sighed lightly and smiled up at Bucky. “Okie dokie.” You hummed before going back to washing the dishes. Bucky visibly tensed when you heard two sets of footsteps walk into the kitchen. He was always alert around you, not wanting anyone to hurt you. But when he saw who it was, he still didn’t relax.

“Why are you hovering over her like that?” Clint asked Bucky, his eyebrow quirked in an amused way. Bucky’s shoe moved from your foot and you turned around, keeping your soapy wet hands in the sink. “He wants to. Now get out.” You snapped, turning back to your task.

Bucky sighed and tapped his metal fingers against the counter. “No, no. It’s alright, I should go work out anyways.” He said lowly, pressing a kiss to your head before walking away. You wanted to go after him, but instead, you turned your attention to Sam and Clint after drying your hands with a towel.

“You two better stop teasing him about this. After everything he’s been through, I’d rather him be clingy than distant. Which is what he’s doing now because you two won’t leave him alone!” You shouted as you threw the towel at Sam’s face. He caught it just in time and creased his eyebrows at you.

“We’re only joking, Y/N.” Sam said as he tossed the towel to the kitchen island. You scoffed. “It’s not funny! Either you two stop it or I’ll make your lives miserable!” You seethed at the two, smacking their arms. 

Clint shouted dramatically and Sam stared at you shocked, holding his arm. “Fine!” Sam shouted, walking out of the kitchen. Clint was mumbling to himself as he followed Sam and you rolled your eyes.

You were tired of them making Bucky feel like he was a burden. It hurt you just as much as it hurt Bucky. He was the sweetest thing and you knew you brought him comfort just as he brought you comfort. So what if he was clingy and protective over you?

You stepped out after the elevator doors opened on the gym floor, and you walked down the hallway to the gym doors. Bucky was sitting on the weight bench, lifting a weight with his flesh hand, his bicep flexing as he lifted. His eyes were focused on the mat, sweat already trickling down his forehead. You slowly approached him and stood in front of him.

“They won’t mess with you anymore.” You said softly, watching Bucky continue to lift the weight. He inhaled deeply through his nose and exhaled through his mouth. “They’re right.” He grunted, his eyes lifting to meet yours. You frowned and shook your head. “No, they’re not. Bucky, I’d rather you be clingy than distant.” You stepped closer to him, resting your hand on his that held the weight.

Bucky set it down on the mat and sighed, wiping his hand on his sweats. “Y/N, I could back off sometimes. ” He replied sadly, his blue eyes moving from yours to his shoes. You lifted your hands to his cheeks, making him look at you, and looked into his beautiful blue eyes. “Bucky, I would die if I went five minutes without being with you.” You whispered, wiping his hair off of his sticky forehead. His heart fluttered as your fingertips outlined his jaw.

His hands rested on your hips and he gave you a small smile, lightly squeezing you. “Don’t go dyin’ on me, Doll. I love you too much.” Bucky said, making you blush like before. You giggled and Bucky hummed at the sound, pulling you closer to him. You straddled his lap and gently pressed your lips to his. Bucky’s hands held you closer than ever, your chests pressed against each others, your breath mingling together, hands grasping at one another.

You pulled away from the kiss after a few moments, leaning your forehead on Bucky’s. “I love you too, Bucky. You’re not clingy, I promise.” You said softly, playing with his hair. He nodded, gently grazing his nose back and forth against yours. “Overprotective?” He questioned softly as he squeezed you again.

You shook your head and laughed softly. “Not at all. But, you don’t have to take every bullet for me.” You said with a quirked eyebrow. Bucky pulled away from you and pressed a kiss to your shoulder. “I can’t risk losing you.” Bucky mumbled, his metal thumb pressing into the skin of your waist. “You won’t.” You said, resting your hand on Bucky’s cheek.

Bucky sighed and pulled you in for a hug, his arms holding onto you so tightly, as if you’d disappear at any moment. “You’re stuck with me.” You added with a giggle. You felt his chest vibrate with a chuckle. “I’m fine with that.” Bucky said with a wide smile.

Note: I hope you like this. omfg. .c

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Vive el Momento (Smut)

MASTERLIST

Requested: No, but @illuminateshawn and I live for drunk, festival Mendes in that red shirt from Amsterdam.

Word count: 4,947

“Can I have three large beers, thanks” I smiled, handing the girl in front of me my money. The sun was burning into my back, heating up my entire body slowly.

“I just love this weather” my friend Julia said. She closed her eyes, tilting her head back to fully enjoy the warm rays of sun burning in her face.

“Me too” I agreed, looking around the festival filled with drunk people having fun everywhere.

To me, this was what summer was all about; heat, friends, music and beers. Actually, going to festivals was my happy place, I loved the whole idea of just letting go and enjoy yourself as much as possible; meeting new people and staying up until the early hours when the sun rose again.

“Girl, don’t look now but that guy… he’s looking again” Julia laughed, taking of her black sunglasses.

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Firecracker [a.a]

Originally posted by riverdalesource

Title: Firecracker
Fandom: Riverdale
Characters: Archie Andrews x River Vixen!reader, Veronica Lodge, Betty Cooper, Cheryl Blossom, Reggie Mantle, Kevin Keller, Jughead Jones
Warnings: None
Word Count: 1,629 
Requested: Yes, by anonymous
Short Description: You, a river vixen and Archie’s girlfriend, never fail to make Archie smile; or blush for that matter. The two of you are a sophomore power couple at Riverdale, Archie as quarterback of the football team and you as Cheryl Blossom’s successor as cheer captain when she graduates.
A/N: Archie’s nickname for you is firecracker bc you’re a total babe. Also, I absolutely live for writing River vixen!reader fics. Seriously.

Disclaimer: not my gif

[Y/N] = your first name
[Y/L/N] = your last name

Being a Riverdale Vixen habitually put you at the top of the Riverdale High School social scheme. But for you, it just meant that you could let loose as you cheered on your football star boyfriend, Archie Andrews. You and Archie had been together for over a year, and you loved being a River Vixen. Cheerleading had always been up your alley. You had a fiery, sassy attitude, which earned you the nickname that Archie gave you: firecracker. Only Archie ever called you that, and you thought he was beyond sweet for giving it to you.

“Y/N!” the harmonious voice of Cheryl Blossom, the senior captain of the River Vixens, acknowledged you as you stood at your locker. You glanced over at her, seeing the beautiful redhead smiling an authentic smile at you. A lot of people thought that Cheryl Blossom was cold-hearted and malicious, but you had known her since your Freshman year at Riverdale, and you had always gotten along well with her. 

“Hey Cheryl,” you greeted, closing your locker and leaning against it with a beam. “What’s up?”

“Don’t forget that we have a mandatory River Vixens practice after school before the game tonight,” Cheryl reminded you as you both began strolling in the direction of the student lounge. “I mean, I didn’t think that you would, but better safe than sorry.” She inserted and you nodded your head.

“Of course, captain,” you laughed, teasing her. “I’ll make sure B and V get there too,” you assured Cheryl before parting ways as you entered the student lounge. Betty, Veronica and Kevin were all sat together on the sofa chairs, chatting amongst themselves as Kevin finished his homework at the last minute. “Good morning Vixens,” you saluted them, taking a seat next to Betty with a grin. “Cheryl just reminded me that we have practice after school before the game tonight, so be there.” You added, and Betty and Veronica both expressed their anticipation for the game that evening.

Two hands covered your eyes, and you heard Betty and Veronica giggling quietly to themselves. “Jughead, I already told you, not at school,” you joked, knowing that it was Archie as you covered his hands with yours and pulled them away from your face. You turned and laughed, seeing Archie smiling at you, dressed in his varsity jacket, as per usual. Jughead stood behind him with a smirk.

“Oh Y/N, you’ve revealed our affair.” He joked, nudging you with his elbow as he passed before taking a seat next to Veronica. “However will I satisfy my need for pep now?” Jughead added – making fun of your status as a cheerleader, and the slogan of your hometown – and you got up to greet Archie with a kiss.

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everyone’s always talking about gavin being freakishly good with a bow in fahc but after the weapon stream can we talk about RYAN?

ryan who, for whatever reason, finds a compound bow somewhere and, because it’s ryan, decides he’s gonna do their next job only using the bow.

at first everyone’s mad cause like c'mon dude, we need your help. and ryan insisting that he will help! just with a bow

and someone (jeremy? geoff? michael?) scoffs and asks if he’s ever even used a bow. ryan doesn’t answer, and just gives a half smile with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes

cue their next job/heist/deal and ryan’s hanging back with the bow. the first couple shots he misses and everyone’s rolling their eyes and cursing him, trying to pick up the slack, when all of a sudden he’s hitting dead on

shot after shot rains down on the cops/rival gang. each one hitting people in the throat or in between gaps of armor.

they kill on the first shot or slow them down long enough for another shot to take them out. several hit guys in the crotch and they’re on the ground screaming in pain (without a follow up shot and one of the guys takes pity on them and puts them out of their misery)

after the job/heist/shootout the rest of the crew is staring at ryan in a mix of awe/fear on their faces. jeremy asks him when he ever shot a bow and ryan just replies ‘camp’

I want age reversal batfam that includes Bruce in the reversal I want a rowdy gang of kids and teens and young adults who stumble upon freshly orphaned Bruce Wayne who only has an aging butler to look after him. and I want them to, for better or for worse, collectively adopt him. Or, in which 25 year old Damian al Ghul, (heir to the Demon’s Head who tossed off his mantle and became a vigilante on behalf of the world upon seeing the world for himself, and has only a fortune, a huge house, and a meager attempt at a secret identity), doesn’t know how he became responsible for: 21 year old Tim Drake, the haggard orphan CEO of Drake Industries who found out about Damian and the LoA and wanted to do some good for the city so he insisted on helping, 20 year old Cassandra Cain, the quiet but terrifying renegade who escaped her family and proved herself a worthy adversary, foe, and friend, 17 year old Jason Todd, who broke into Damian’s house and Damian was so impressed he managed to get past security that he didn’t turn him in but instead took him in not unlike a stray cat, 13 year old Dick Grayson, orphan and narrowly escaped the foster care system 4 years ago; Damian caught him trying to run and decided to let him stay with him, outside of the law, as long as he let Damian give him an education and as long as Dick helps around the house a little. The gang meets little Bruce Wayne, reeling after his parents’ murder. It’s Dick that wants to adopt him first, thinking all too much about his own parents murder not long ago. It doesn’t take long for the rest to follow suit though– And Damian doesn’t protest. Soon they’ve added this tiny, angry, grieving eight year old boy (and his butler) to Damian’s home, and they couldn’t be happier.

Worth It

Summary: reader twisted her ankle and Bucky helps her take care of the injury. One thing leads to another and… well just check the warnings.

A/N: Okay…. So something weird happened last night. I was just doing what I normally do which is look through my drafts and see if I can come up with something for my imagines and stuff which didn’t happen, sadly. Then I just opened a new draft for some reason and just began writing while my mind drifted off to some… things. Basically what I’m trying to tell you here is that I wrote smut.
Yes, I wrote smut and posting it will be my first time posting smut on this blog. I’m feeling kind of anxious about posting this because I don’t know if it’s any good. Either it’s so bad it’s hilarious, cringy or it’s actually something people can enjoy in a non humorous way. I mean I got a little erotically charged (college talk for horny (i love you if you get that reference)) while writing it but I don’t know if other people will. If you want to read it, go ahead and if you feel uncomfortable, don’t.
Feedback is appreciated, especially now since this is my first smut that I’ve posted. You don’t have to go into detail just tell me if it was well written or not, that’s if you want to, of course. I don’t want to force anyone to do anything they don’t want to do.
FOR THE PEOPLE I TAGGED!! I have no idea if you guys wanted to be tagged in smut posts too but hey, you don’t have to read it! I don’t expect every person to read every single imagine I post. Just skip this one if you feel like it.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Words: 5,622

Warning(s): SMUT, oral sex (both male and female receiving), cursing, unprotected sex (remember to wrap it before you tap it! Sex is cleaner with a packaged wiener. Don’t be a fool, cover your tool. Wrap your bate before you mate and all that stuff)


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Me: The Lego movies teach people to be inclusive to people who are different than them, accepting people for who and what they are. 

My dad: “It’s also teaching and influencing the young people in this country to engage in activities they were not born into (being gay). Now when the children play with legos, they might think…do not try to teach our young children that it’s okay…”

Me

Playing Darkest Dungeon and my front-line melee character has a flaw which means he WOULD relax a lot of stress if he’d just get laid, but he’s too God Fearing to do anything but pray, and the mounting tension recently drove him Masochistic, so now he actively resists help while insisting that the pain and suffering is what gives him good character.

THAT’S real emergent gameplay. When your virtual Crusader independently re-derives Catholicism.

When They Have A Crush on You (Preference)

Request: do you do preferences? If so can you do one for the marauders era having a crush on you please. Also can you add Lily? Love the blog sweetness!

*Tried to keep it gender neutral, and I apologize if it’s not*


Sirius Black:

Originally posted by nellaey

~Flirting constantly

~Showing off

~Asking you to tutor him when he doesn’t need the help

~Insisting on sitting next to you whenever he can

~Just being close to you

~Playing with your hair (twirling it around his fingers, lightly pulling on it, etc.)

~His friends all sharing //a look// when you pass by

~Him knowing he can practically get anyone he wants, but deciding you are more to him than that

James Potter:

Originally posted by johnintheskywithdiamonds

~Inviting you to all his games and making sure you have front row seats so you don’t miss a thing

~Gives you his jersey (if he wins)

~Carries your books between classes

~Doesn’t spare the dirty jokes

~Asking your advice on the Marauders’ newest pranks

~Actually gets pretty blushy and fusses with his hair

~Let’s get real, his glasses fog up when you’re around (Sirius N E V E R lets it go)

~Making it his mission to make you smile and laugh

Remus Lupin:

Originally posted by mrsgarfieldxo

~Loves talking with you about any and every thing

~Sharing his chocolate

~Nervous laughs and a blushing face

~Him recommending books to read

~Walking to class with you whenever he can

~Him confiding in you

~Being a little distant because he thinks you deserve better than his furry little problem

~Him lending you his hat (or gloves, or coat, or whatever you need)

Peter Pettigrew:

Originally posted by doe-lita-haze

~He opens up to you little by little

~At first he’s quite shy

~His friends threatening to ask you out before he does

~Him thinking you won’t like him as much as his friends

~Doing homework together

~Actually stands up for you when you need it

~His flirting is rather subtle, but you still catch on most of the time

~This boy falls head over heels for you fast

Lily Evans: 

Originally posted by tallskinnyvanillalatte

~Always giving you a giddy smile when you look at her

~Sharing clothes

~Her getting jealous but hiding it well when another student flirts with you

~Bowing her head slightly when you compliment her

~She’s always by your side

~Her getting surprised when she realizes she likes you more than a friend

~Her loving when you give her fashion advice

~Her trying to be your best friend (and she is)

Severus Snape:

Originally posted by ohdarling-lets-be-adventurers

~Him actually being comforted by the fact that you can see through his cold exterior

~Trying to be a better person for you

~Giving you one of those rare smiles

~Him trusting you over anyone else 

~Not minding when you touch his things and rather enjoying when you touch his hair

~Loving your company

~Defending you against his friends

~Him insisting you work on projects/homework together just to be close to you


I hope those are all the characters you’re looking for :)

Study Break (M)

Originally posted by jiminarmy

✕ pairing: Taehyung x Reader

✕ genre/warnings: smut, one shot

✕ words: 1,200

✕ summary: Having trouble studying for a test, you let your best friend Taehyung come over to help you. He also has a great way to help relieve your stress.

✕ notes: for the anon that requested this!! Hope you like it! 


“Why did I even invite you over to help me study when all you’re doing is complaining about not wanting to study?” I groan, falling against my bed, my body bouncing a little as it hit the mattress.

 “Hey, it’s not my fault that studying is boring!” he replied, throwing his pencil down against his textbook.

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Seventeen Reaction to: Taking A Bath With You

some smuttiness ahead, you have been warned! ~

S.Coups: Not even shy about checking you out. His eyes bore into you, drinking in every inch of your body while you’re madly scrubbing away dead skin cells with a loofah. “Babe, you look so good right now.”

Originally posted by stay-n-dream

Jeonghan: This is your bonding time. You scrub his hair while he talks about his day, then it’s your turn, getting to vent as he massages sweet smelling shampoo into your hair (Or just gives a scalp massage if you have no hair). Not only do you get to spend time together but if you have hair, it is now luxurious and glossy.

Originally posted by 12fools

Joshua: Pretends he’ll be a gentleman, only wanting to relax in the bubbles and wash up with you. But once the bathroom door locks, his hands are all over you, “soaping” away the dirt.

“Joshua, you’ve washed my butt three times.”

“I’m just making sure you’re clean!”

Originally posted by cheolshu

Originally posted by namakamido

Jun: Teases you that he’ll do dirty things but once the scented candles and bubbles hit, they make him drowsy and instead, you both cuddle and talk until the water turns cold.

Originally posted by withjunhui

Hoshi: Let’s just say … you left feeling dirtier than when you went in.

Originally posted by kwontv

Wonwoo: Had been hoping it would lead somewhere but didn’t want you to feel pressured into anything. So he remained quiet, hoping the bubbles concealed his “friend.” If you do initiate sex, angels start singing in his head *ignore Hoshi lol*

Originally posted by momjeonghan

Woozi: Very giggly and hyper. He just can’t sit still and keeps accidentally splashing water out of the tub. Although he’s acting super cute, the hunger in his eyes contradicts that.

“Jagi, are you almost done washing? I have something better in mind that we could do ~”

Originally posted by amillionwon

DK: Stares in awe until his wide grin breaks across his face. “Is it okay to touch you?” Wants your consent before sliding his hands over your slippery body, encouraging you to do the same. He’s just so fascinated, watching in wonder at each droplet trickling down your body.

Originally posted by ldks

Mingyu: Drops heavy hints for what he wants. “It’s not healthy to stay up all night. And exercise is good for making you sleep well, right? Do you know any exercises we could do in a bathtub?”

Originally posted by wonuflake

The8: Depending on his mood, you could both have a cute, cuddly bath with rubber duckies and a glittery bath bomb. But if he’s not in a cute mood, he wastes no time in making what he wants clear.

“Shall we clean up now or wait until afterwards?”

Originally posted by minghaeo

Seungkwan: Acts like he’ll be a diva, insisting you bring “that shower gel that smells like roses” to scrub his back and “be gentle this time!!” But once you’re both in the bath, his joking nature fades and he’s loving and soft. He insists he doesn’t want anything in return as he helps you wash and gives you a hand massage, listening to you vent or just talk about your day.

Originally posted by doskyeom

Vernon: His giggles ruin any hope of a romantic atmosphere. Instead he’ll probably splash you, leading to a water fight and an hour spent afterwards cleaning up the bathroom with a disappointed S.Coups standing, arms crossed, in the doorway.

Originally posted by echlomusic

Dino: Acts like he’ll be an innocent baby but all his fav porno’s feature shower scenes. When he thinks you won’t notice, he’s checking you out and getting riled up. His imagination is running wild at this point. But he’s too shy to initiate anything so if anything happens is up to you.

Originally posted by performanceunit

Undo (1)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10
Epilogue | Epilogue: We Meet Again

Description: You’re wandering aimlessly when you meet him: the tall man who looks like an angel, the bright red hair on top of his head resembling fire. This angel boy tries to help you, but you soon find out more about him that turns your world upside down.

Warnings: age gap, mentions of death, sexual themes

Pairing: Park Chanyeol x Reader

Author: Admin Xiufairy (because Smutty said I could reupload my babies ^^)

Lately, even seeing the flashing lights of a police car sent you into a panic. You found it hard to concentrate on the work at hand, the sounds of the sirens drifting into your ears. It had only been a week since your mother had kicked you out and for some reason, the tall man offered to help you.

You didn’t know why he did that, obviously, but you agreed because you really had nowhere else to go. You learned his name was Chanyeol and he insisted he was going to help you, and that you didn’t owe him anything.

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Me gusto más cuando estoy contigo.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: Modern!AU for @bionic-buckyb ‘s 5K challenge.

Just two douchebags confessing their feelings to each other.

Based on the prompt: “It makes me smile that your voice was the first thing I heard today.”

Warnings: Fluff, for a change. Maybe a pinch of humor.

Words: 4482

A/N: Sooo today is my birthday and I just officially came back (partially, I still have to do some exams the following weeks) so I wanted to write some floof to celebrate. Enjoy!


Originally posted by metal-armed-jesus

“Are you in love with me yet?” Your serene voice broke the silence that wrapped around you, head resting on the back of your hand as you saw how your breathing dishevelled a few locks from Bucky’s face. Although he sighed exasperatedly, you could see how he lifted the corner of his lips discreetly. And, just like yours, his tone came out soothing, with such softness almost incompatible with that imposing, statuesque frame of his.

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mine | m

Originally posted by jjilljj

( hybrid!au ; smut ) rated M. 7078 words. seokjin scenario
summary: you don’t like it when your owner meets other women. he’s yours and yours only. seokjin x dog hybrid!you
N/A: reposting cuz I wanted to change a few things. also I love hybrid aus and I love god too dont get me wrong


“Hey, pretty thing. Are you asleep?”

You could recognize this voice in a million. Your ears twitch immediately in response, eyes fighting the heavy lids. In your heavy haze, you see your owner sitting on your bed, his beautiful face and upper body looming over you. You whine a little for your sleep being interrupted, shifting a bit so that your tail isn’t stuck awkwardly between your legs. But even if you want to keep napping, happiness bubbles up in your chest as you blink a few times and feel a smile forming on your lips.

Seokjin coming back from work is the part of the day you love the most.

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I Need You Close (Cassian Andor x Reader)

Originally posted by forcewakens

He needed someone to love, and so did you. 

SPOILER FREE FIC (feat. brief angst but mostly fluffy fluff.)


“Well? Can you reprogram them?”

Cassian stood beside you, staring at a pile of Imperial droids. There were probably only three or four, but the way their gangly limbs tangled limply together made it seem like much more, and it was overwhelming. Cautiously, you approached them, and gave one a light tap with your foot for no reason at all.

“Possibly one. Maybe two. Not all of them. It’s going to take some trial and error to figure out how they tick.”

“Do you know how long it’ll take? This is a time sensitive matter.”

You turned to him and smiled. “It’s always a time sensitive matter, Captain. Give me a few hours to tinker around, and I’ll have a more definite answer by the end of the day.”

It was clear that your response wasn’t what he was looking for, but there was nothing that could be done to change it, and so, he gave you small nod. “I’ll come check up on you later.”

“Alright…and Captain,” you called out as he began to walk away. He stopped in his tracks and peered at you from over his shoulder. “Go to the medic and get that cut taken care of.”

Cassian furrowed his brow in confusion until you lightly tapped your temple. He brought his fingers up to the area on his own head and gingerly touched the wound, wincing slightly upon contact. It wasn’t anything too serious, but it was enough to require some sort of medical attention.

“Getting those droids wasn’t easy,” he replied hesitantly. It was the same tone of voice he used whenever someone was lost during a mission.

“Your efforts won’t go to waste.”

He looked as if he was going to reply, but strode out of the room, instead, leaving you alone with the droids and the guilt of not being upset over whoever it was that died, but rather, glad that it wasn’t him.

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jugheadsbughead  asked:

Omg!! You know that episode on Riverdale where Betty goes on that date with Trevor and Jughead gets all jelly!!!! what might happen if he went all extra!! I really wanna see a Drabble about itttt

hey love! sorry this took forever!!! Anyways it is here now and I hope you enjoy it. Jughead wasn’t overly extra in this one just because i feel like he’s introverted with his emotions. But anyway it is definitely a drabble and basically the missing scene after the date. :) 


Is this the beginning of our chapter?

Betty found herself letting out a small sigh of relief as her street came into view. It wasn’t that the date had been bad necessarily- Trev was a lovely guy- it had just felt strange. After garnering the information she had desired about Polly and Jason they had proceeded to share some fries and engage in medial chatter. And while it had been pleasant enough Betty found her mind just wasn’t quite focussed on the boy across from her. The conversation although, not bad was rather forced, each sentence disrupted by awkward silences and many apologies and asks for repetitions of questions on her part.

Betty did feel bad about her clear absence of presence throughout the duration of their date, unable to miss the disappointed sheen in Trev’s eyes after the fourth time she had spaced out. He was trying and genuinely nice and there she was falling into her subconscious. Once they had finished their fries rather than order more drinks Trev had offered to walk her home, evidently down trodden. Betty had agreed, having enough to sense to make an excuse about feeling sick and a distracted by the revelation about Polly. Trev had offered her a sympathetic look of understanding and insisted he didn’t mind.

She couldn’t help the flush that had ridden up on her cheeks then, feeling partially thankful it helped to sell her illness excuse, but mostly guilty and embarrassed about her lie. Because the truth was while she was feeling the sting of the truths revealed about her sister, the majority of Betty’s preoccupation had been with a certain raven haired, beanie wearing, and sardonic boy.

Jughead Jones.

Every time the door had chimed she found herself peering over her shoulder hoping to see him. And every time she did not her hope sunk and she instigated a barrage of berating comments at herself. She tried to convince herself it was because he always hung out here, but if she was being honest she knew it was because she had stupidly allowed herself to believe he had been jealous. His biting comments in the Blue and Gold earlier evoking a herd of butterflies to erupt in her stomach and a stupid grin to erupt on her face.  

“Well ah, goodnight,” Trev uttered, shifting his weight from foot to foot as they reached her drive way.

Betty called upon her ‘girl next door’ smile, shining it brightly in his direction while placing a delicate hand on his arm.

“Goodnight, thank you for tonight and for walking me home. Sorry I was a bit distant.”

“It’s fine Betty, I’ll see you at school,” he said, and Betty was both grateful for his manners and for the fact he didn’t try and push any physical embrace upon her.

Once the defeated boy had turned his back on her and started down the street again Betty allowed herself to let out a huff of frustration and scrub her hands over her face.  She found herself thanking god her parents were working late at the Register again, meaning she could avoid the sure fire round of questions her mother would shoot at her.

“I’m no expert on teenage social practices but can I safely assume that the fact you are home by 8:30pm means your date didn’t approach Nicholas Sparks’s territory?”

Betty startled at the drawling voice breaking through the night air. Her eyes widening as she turned in the direction of the Andrew’s house to find none other than Jughead seated on the porch steps.

“What’re you…” she began as he stood up, taking lazy steps toward her.

Jughead shrugged, feeling a tinge of embarrassment at his current situation. He hadn’t really meant to wait for her, he never wanted to be that guy. But he couldn’t deny the ugly shade of green that had tainted his being as soon as she had spoken the words “it’s a date” to another boy. And being the homeless social outcast that he was, Jughead wasn’t left with many other options that night while he had been avoiding Pop’s. So he had ended up at the Andrew’s using the guise of taking steps to repair his friendship with Archie while really just taking advantage of the location to see her.

“I was just leaving when you guys got here,” he easily lied, pushing down the bitter taste of it in his mouth because it was Betty he was lying to.

The blonde girl nodded, feeling her heart beat a little faster in her chest. She wondered if he had been waiting for her, and again found the word “jealous” clinging on to her desirous reaction from him. She quickly pushed that down though, fighting the blush along with it. It was strange to be feeling such things because of Jughead, but what was even stranger- she liked it.

“So was I right?” he pressed after a moment of silence. It wasn’t awkward, but the air held intensity previously unknown to them.

Betty titled her head in confusion, taking a moment to process the question while Jughead’s eyes scrutinised her.

“I’m sorry?”

“The date, was it good?” Jughead clarified, trying to keep his tone casual, despite the war of emotions raging within him; jealously, distain, hope, anxiety.

Betty bit down on her lip to fight the smile rising on her mouth. She had known Jughead long enough to know the difference between his natural casual, apathetic tone and his practiced one that he utilised to shield his true emotions. And even if she was still hazy on what those emotions could be and the butterflies reared again, making her body feel light and warm. Maybe she had been right.

“It wasn’t a date Juggie,” she whispered, soft and sweet like the pink shirt she wore. Except the words and her tone of voice didn’t feel practiced and deliberately employed like her shirt did.

Jughead let out a visible sigh of relief and Betty had the sudden urge to wrap her arms around his shoulders and lean into him. Her mind startled at that. They had always been close, but lately things between them felt different. Maybe it was because the world was no longer hidden beneath a rose coloured tint. Maybe it was because he was black and she was turning charcoal recently. Maybe it was because he was stead fast becoming her constant. Maybe it was because he had grown and his shoulders were broader, his smirk more charming, his eyes so blue…

Jughead rubbed the back of his neck-his nervous twitch- at his obvious show of feeling, suddenly experiencing an exposure he tried hard to shy away from. The monster in his chest settled as a moment of calm settled upon his being.

“Good,” he uttered quietly after a moment, offering her a boyish smirk, eyes peering up at her from beneath his lashes, head slightly bowed.

Betty couldn’t fight her smile any longer, the grin breaking across her face and her cheeks feeling tight with the force of it. Her eyes shone brightly and Jughead couldn’t bring himself to feel embarrassed any longer because any level of discomfort and openness was worth bringing out that smile. He was temporarily blinded by its radiance and it was a glow he would happily bask in forever.

“You weren’t jealous were you Jug?” Betty asked light and teasing.

Jughead rose his brows at her sardonically, his chest feeling lighter in her presence and her almost flirty demeanour making him feel slightly less intimidated by the question.

“Please Betty don’t flatter yourself,” he joked back, nudging her arm lightly. The blonde’s face fell at that and panic flashed in his expression, the dark haired boy stumbling over his words to right himself.

“Well goodnight then I guess,” Betty offered, dialect back to her usual politeness and the touch on his arm less intimate than her words had been moments ago.

Jughead mentally kicked himself. Because yeah he had been jealous as hell, he just hadn’t thought she had wanted him to be, or even would have registered it really.

Thankfully his mind caught up to the alarming situation with a plan of appeasement just before her feet could carry her through her front door.

“Hey Betts?” he called out and she stilled, key poised in the lock.

“Yeah?” Betty threw back not turning around.

Jughead took a deep breath.

“Say hypothetically I was jealous… What then?”

Her breath caught.

The tension in her shoulders deflated, her lip drew between her teeth began as her heart pounded against her rib cage.

“You’re the movie buff, come writer… you tell me,” Betty turned toward him now, a shy smile fighting its way back on her face.

Jughead watched her with appraising eyes, his own heart skipping a beat at the sight of the girl next door looking at him like he was a mystery she wanted to solve and inviting him to write their story.

And as she disappeared inside her house and the door clicked shut behind her, Jughead found himself thinking for the first time that maybe he had a shot with Betty Cooper after all.