but i narrowed it down as much as i could

The Thirst Order’s Greatest Hits Collection!


Lo is known, I think, primarily for her Kylux/Reader work, so I’ve included one of those, here—but she has great work outside of that, too. Her work gets straight to the fucking (hohoho) point and is just excellent smutty fun.

Whenever I Want: This is a Kylo Ren/Hux/Reader threesome—and it’s one of those that, despite me not being into Hux, like, at all, I find myself still thinking about.  I think that alone is a testament to its hotness—but it also has some good, nasty shit like cum-sharing and snowballing.

Kylo Gets Off: The title is self-explanatory. We all love Kylo Ren jerking off. But getting nearly 1000 words of it is such a blessing. He jerks off to the thought of fucking Hux and Reader at the same time. Usually I don’t like sharing someone’s fantasy spotlight, but I love this.

Punishment: I’ve recc’d this before on, like, two other lists, but I won’t stop reccing it, because I love it so much. This was, I think, one of the first sub!Kylo fics I read and loved. I still think about the line, “It’s so good,” he answered. “So warm and fucking wet…” Like, kill me please.


If you’re looking for weird stuff, sad stuff, or bloody stuff, Jinx is your girl. Not only does she have unique takes on certain AUs—her writing is fantastic. Her descriptive language is dark and poetic and beautiful.

A Full Confession: Okay, this seems self-aggrandizing, but hear me out. Almost all of the ideas in this fic, and a ton of the gorgeous/tongue-in-cheek imagery come from her. It’s easily some of her best writing, and you’d be doing yourself a disservice not to check it out for that reason.

Exposed: I really love vampires. I really love Kylo Ren. So why not both? This is the answer to that question. Good imagery, hot sex. Is there any more we can ask for from a Vampire!Kylo fic?

The Angst Files, Chapter 3: All of the chapters in this collection are great, but this one is a favorite. Not only for the idea of Kylo Ren getting hard from his own tears, but the sex is visceral, too. A Sad Boy Sex Hall of Famer, for sure.


Maybe even more than she loves writing Kylo Ren, Beth loves writing Ben Solo. Her Ben Solo work is fantastic, and I’ve included one of my faves. Her smut is raunchy and her dirty talk is nasty as fuck. She pulls no punches.

Frozen NSFW: Beth will probably kill me for putting this here, but oh well, I’ll face death bravely. Frozen NSFW is a fantastic collection of dubcon/noncon scenes as Reader navigates her life as Kylo Ren’s new sex slave. And Kylo is just… an asshole. A hot, sexy, asshole.

Solidarity: I’ve recc’d this before, too, but, look. I said this was the greatest hits, goddammit. The sequel to another piece she so thoughtfully wrote for me, you’ll find doggy-style dubcon inside. I frequently think about the line, “Fuck this is the perfect little cunt. I think I need this to greet me at the end of every day.” Christ.

A Hasty Landing: Just one of many great Ben Solo pieces, this is one of my faves because of the intimacy and heat captured. I love the way Ben is written—snarky and naughty and fun.


It was hard narrowing down the list of Fae’s fantastic works to just three. There’s so much by her that I truly love. She’s incredible at laying down themes in even the shortest one-shots, her characterization is always engaging, and her imagery is unique and evocative.

On the Desk: I’ll be honest. I’ve probably gotten off to this thing like five or six times. Professor AUs are hot, but this is just beyond everything I could want from one. Professor Ren is dirty as hell.

Okay, Fine: No smut in this—but it’s one of my favorites. A twist on the sweetness of a Coffee Shop AU, this fic instead features  an antagonistic relationship between Kylo (in his triplet form) and Reader. Enemies to Lovers, perhaps? Great dialogue, great characterization, great narrative. It’s good-feelsiest fic around.

Don’t Tell Kylo: In this fic, you’re double-teamed by Organa Solo triplets Ben and Matt. This fic is a perfect hallmark of Fae’s style—it’s hot with a consistent thematic foundation and strong emotions.


Because Kat is known most widely for Love is a Four Letter Word, I wanted to take this time to point out a few of their other excellent works. Kat’s narrative style is so immediate and engaging, and their language has the ability to drag tears of out of me, which is, like, unheard of.

All Tied Up: This work is heavy noncon. Reader is kidnapped by the twisted triplets and horrible things happen. You should absolutely not read this if it isn’t your thing, but I could not fail to recommend it because if it is your thing, it’s fucking hot as hell, and you’ll love it.

On Display: Reader is fucked against a window by Kylo Ren, an officer gets off to the show. Exhibitionism/voyeurism are one of my big kinks, and this piece just… hits all the right spots. One of my faves.

Infraction:  In relative terms of the Kylo Ren fandom, this piece is older. But it’s still one of the hottest in my memory. It has one of my favorite lines in fanfiction ever: “Yes, you would. You’d never leave, the only thing you’d ever have to do is get fucked.”  *SWEATS*


I’m going to imagine Tora will be shocked I even included her, but she hardly gives herself enough credit. She’s been the only person who’s managed to get me to enjoy Hux outside of a Kylo/Hux/Reader context. Her sense of humor and sass come through brilliantly in her writing.

Valentine’s Day: I have to be honest. I really enjoy these Hux drabbles. As mentioned, Hux isn’t my guy. But the banter and snark here makes me think maybe he could be my guy.

Untitled: Another Hux/Reader drabble, which I won’t title as “this is dumb” because it isn’t. There’s great sexual tension captured between Reader and Hux, and the unexpected cigarette burn is so salacious.

De-Stressing: This piece is Kylo/Reader—and there’s daddy kink. Look, y’all know I don’t typically go for daddy kink, but this one is enjoyable. If it’s your thing, this is right up your alley.

anonymous asked:

hello ! if it isn't too much trouble, could you compile a list of your absolute top 5 fics ? (that you've read so far) thank you !!!

Hey, friend! Thanks so much for this request! Disclaimer: THIS WAS SO HARD TO DO BECAUSE I LOVE SO MANY FICS! But if I have to narrow it down to just *gasps* 5 fics, then here they are! These aren’t in any particular order!

Originally posted by sairenji

My Top 5 Victuuri Fics (So far!)

Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by Reiya, 147k (WIP)
Rivals AU where Yuuri’s main goal, ever since he was a child, is to beat Victor and win the GPF. SO MUCH ANGST (like, so much) and deliciously hot, hot, hot! You might die from reading this… it’s that good. This is SO GOOD! Seriously, it’s better than most published novels I’ve read!!! I AM 1000000% TOO OBSESSED BUT I DON’T EVEN CARE IT’S SO AMAZINGSFLA

ebony & ivory by wbtrashking (fan_nerd), Explicit, 20k
A little longer than your average one shot, but OH MY GOD THIS FIC IS AMAZING. Yuuri, a pianist, moves into a new apartment complex to play with the ASO. Not long after he starts practicing, he starts getting requests from his mysterious upstairs neighbour. THIS FIC CLEARED MY SKIN AND SAVED MY SOUL IT’S SO SO AMAZING

The Fundamentals of Caring by braveten, Explicit, 20k
One of my favourite hurt/comfort fics! Yuuri comes down with a nasty cold and Victor tries to take care of him the best that he can. Full of hilariously delusional Yuuri, caring Victor, and ALL THE FLUFF! So cute, definitely recommend! LOOOOOVE!!!

Amateur or Expert? by Watermelonsmellinfellon, Teen, 1.9k
AU where Yuuri is a ice skating instructor and Victor is thirsty for him and will do whatever it takes for Yuuri to get to know him. Even if that means pretending to not know how to skate at all, even though he’s a five-time world champion. VERY cute, lots of fluff, and Victor is hilarious in this. I CAN’T STOP SCREAMING!

all the world’s a stage by braveten, Explicit, 112k
AU where Victor is the the most famous actor in Hollywood and Yuuri is a silver medalist at this year’s GPF… and also has a huge crush on Victor. Yuuri auditions to become his skating coach for a movie with the help of Pitchit and cuteness ensues. Fun, great writing, good plot. Lots of fluff, some angst, and a little bit of smut. SO FREAKIN’ GOOD ASHDGALSJFHGSJ


The Real You (Joker x Chubby!Reader)

Requested by Anon: “I was wondering if you could pretty please write a fan fiction were the joker falls for a chubby reader, btw your amazing!!!!!”

A/N: I hope this is okay, I’ve never written anything like this before. So, I really hope its alright! 

You’re eyes scanned over the models thin bodies as you flipped through the pages of your magazine. You sighed, closing the magazine and shoved it away from yourself. Standing, you walked over to the large mirror that hung on the wall. Your hands ran over your figure, pinching at loose skin as a frown slowly rose to your features. Your eyes glanced over at the discarded magazine, the model on the cover posing in such a way that showed off her thin figure.

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Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader

Featuring: Caitlin Snow and Cisco Ramon

Words: 1436

Warnings: none

Tags: none

Request: none

Notes: none

Originally posted by amusing-saga

When you woke up that Wednesday morning you knew something was off. You weren’t feeling quite yourself. Yet, you decided to go to work at STAR Labs. On your way there you were coughing from time to time and shivering but you were in the middle of the winter so you guessed you were just cold.

“Morning guys” you greeted everyone as you walked into the cortex.

“Wow, what happened?” Cisco asked the moment he saw you.

“Nothing, why?” You replied sitting on a chair.

“You look awful” he pointed out.

“Thank you?” You chuckled. “I think I might be catching a cold, but don’t worry, it will be over in a couple of days” you shrugged it off as you turned on the laptops.

Your work at the labs was your passion. You were a robotic engineer hired by Harrison Wells. Of course, that was before the particle accelerator exploded and created all those metahumans, before you al found out Wells wasn’t exactly Wells and…basically, before life turned complicated for everyone.

When the accelerator exploded those who didn’t die just left the place. All except Cisco, Caitlin and you. They were like a family to you, they took you in the moment you put a feet into the facility just a few days after arriving all alone to Central City. You were from San Francisco but working for Harrison Wells was something you couldn’t say no to, so there you were. Four years later.

“Sorry I’m late, I got caught in traffic” Caitlin said walking into the cortex with a cup of coffee from Jitters on her hand. “Wow, (Y/N), are you ok?” She asked when she saw your face, causing Cisco’s laugh.

“C’mon! Do I look that bad?” You asked frowning.

“I think you should go home and rest” was Caitlin reply.

“It’s just a cold, I’m sure” you sighed.

But it wasn’t. By the middle of the day you have been told to go home by everyone who came to the labs: Wells, Jesse, Cisco, Caitlin…everyone. It was frustrating. Even Barry sent you a text from Star City telling you to go home. Of course you didn’t listen to them since you didn’t feel that bad, but when it was already dark outside you forced yourself to go home after Caitlin told you had fever.

When you woke up the next day, you had to call Caitlin to tell her you wouldn’t be going to work today. You felt even worse than the day before.

“Don’t worry, we have everything covered here, I promise” she assured you before hanging up.

Still you felt bad for staying at home. Not just because you wouldn’t be able to help if something came up, but also because today Barry would be coming back from Star City after five days and you wouldn’t see him after how much you had missed him. That wasn’t strange since you had spent every single day with him since the moment he came in still in a coma. But it wasn’t until a few months ago that you had the courage to tell how you felt about him, just to find out he felt the same way all along.

Ever since, you were dating, which had turned out to be the biggest adventure of your life. He was fun, smart, sweet and loving, but he was also so protective and stubborn that it got to your nerves. You understood he was The Flash, a hero, but he didn’t understand you could make your own choices. Still, you loved him like you never loved anyone before and you couldn’t wait to see him again.

By noon you finally got a text from him saying he was back at STAR labs:

Back at the labs, how are you feeling? – Barry

You smiled a little at the text and sighing, wishing you had been there to hug him and kiss him, ignoring Cisco’s complains.

Feverish and missing you L - (Y/N)

I missed you too. I’ll go visit asap. Love you, xx – Barry

You smiled even more when you read he would visit. You imagined he would go eventually but sometimes he was too busy to do it, so you were so happy to know you would be seeing him that day after all. Putting your phone down, you covered yourself up and sighed looking up at the ceiling. You coughed a little and closed your eyes, falling asleep almost immediately.

A couple of hours later you were woken up by the sound of your door closing. You rolled around in bed trying to get your phone but it was too far so you just gave up and hide your head under the covers.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you” a very familiar voice said.

Immediately, you popped your head out and there he was. Barry Allen was standing at the end of your bed with a bag on his hand and a smile on his face. A smile that you returned but soon you were back under the covers.

“Go away! I look awful!” You exclaimed remembering how you must be looking like at the moment.

His laugh echoed the room and soon you felt the bed sinking by your side, letting you know he was just there, so you stuck your head back out.

“I haven’t seen my girlfriend in five days, I think she looks gorgeous no matter what” he said.

“You really know what a girl wants to hear, Allen” you smiled.

He chuckled while you sat up on the bed and pulled your hair into a bun. Despite what he said, you knew your aspect wasn’t the best. When you were done, you looked at him just to see that he had been staring the whole time which made you blush.

“I missed you” you said, making him smile.

“I missed you too” he replied before leaning in and wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug.

“I’m all sweaty” you chuckled.            

“I don’t care” he smiled into your neck as he squeezed you. “How many times have you hug me and kiss me after being running around the city for hours?” He added.

“True” you smiled before closing your eyes.

You had missed him so much, his hugs, his smell, his embrace. All of him. He pulled away and placed a strand of hair behind your ear before leaning towards your lips but you placed a hand over his mouth, earning a confused look from him.

“I’m sick!” You explained. He took your hand off his mouth and kissed it softly.

“Then it’s a good thing I can’t get sick, right?” He smirked. You narrowed your eyes at him but didn’t have time for a comeback before he kissed you.

If you thought you missed him was because you hadn’t kissed him yet. Finally you felt like home again, like you were complete when his lips met yours.

“It’s a really good thing” you smiled when you pulled away. “How was Star City?” You asked with a frown.

“Complicated” he sighed. “They were all devastated after…Laurel” he said as he played with your hand. “She was amazing” he added.

“I know…I’m sorry” you whispered.

You never had the chance to meet Laurel Lance, aka the Black Canary, but you had heard Cisco and Barry talk about her and you had an idea about the amazing woman she was and how much she had done to protect Star City along with Oliver and the Team Arrow.

“Anyway, I brought something” Barry said looking up at you, smiling again. “But you can’t tell Caitlin or she would kill me”

“What is it?” You asked narrowing your eyes.

He smiled and took the plastic bag he had placed down on the floor. First, he took out some water and chicken soup. You raised an eyebrow: why would Caitlin kill him for that? Then he took out a chocolate ice-cream pack.

“Oh god…is it with cookies?” You asked with your eyes wide opened.

“My girl deserves the best” he winked.

“Oh my, I love you so much!” You exclaimed taking the ice-cream from his hands. “Oh, I need a sp-“ before you could finish the sentence, Barry was back from the kitchen with a spoon. “I’ll never get used to that” you laughed. Immediately you started eating it. “You want some?” You finally asked.

“I thought you’d never ask” he said taking a spoon out of his pocket and laying down next to you, sinking the spoon into the ice-cream.

Being sick wasn’t so bad if it was like this.

anonymous asked:

i think people don't get that SK and USA are not the same country with same people. something that's cultural app in USA is not seen the same in SK. and i can't stand to see idols being bashed for something that is viewed differently in their country. Imagine if somebody contacted Kai directly with hate, he would't understand what's the problem. and when Ksoo was under backlash after 'blackface' incident... do you think that ksoo would do anything like that knowing his politeness towards everyon

yeah, I pretty much agree with this. Like, I get that cultural appropriation is a problem in the US. but things look a little different elsewhere. It’s just sad how limited most US citizens are to their narrow perspective, because i feel like it really limits cultural exchange to a minimum, in order to hurt nobody’s feelings. 

It’s ridiculous. I am not saying there aren’t any problems in the US. And it is great if people get active there and try to change things. But this shit doesn’t matter to everybody. 

Honestly I could really get into a whole rant over this, but it really comes down to that: Just because somebody considers something to be offensive, doesn’t mean that that thing is automatically wrong. 

So, I am going to enjoy that comeback to the fullest, because EXO put so much work and effort into this. They are excited to share this with their fans and I, personally, am excited to be a part of this. 

I cannot tell y’all what to do, but I want to invite you to this:

Allow yourself to put aside the conceptions of whichever culture you are part of and take an unbiased view at this.

Because this teaser looks so great if you look past a fucking hairstyle.

3 AM

Vegas | 3 AM | Tease | Oops | D | Game | Mistake

Series: Vegas

Note: Read this so you can understand what’s going on a little better lol. So this is not v7. This takes place in between Vegas and Tease, so just keep that in the back of your mind while you read. This is the story of how Y/N got on birth control. Also, credit to @adothoe for a couple lines of dialogue she helped me with.

Word Count: 3066

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader

Warnings: smut, lazy sex, pharmacy, little bit of jealousy, cursing

Tagging:  @jordanfishest @jazy2015 @alexanderhamllton @this-ally-loves-you @duckoffury @hamrevolution @curiositykilledthecompanion @thegirlonhamilton @shinymarbles @legattoassassino @nadialinett14 @an-abundance-of-hannahs @someonesblogger @the-ashy-phoenix @hamiltrashinn @texasprincess3 @patchesthed00t @teenage-band-loser @hetafairyaot @hmltntrsh51 @kkoolaid1 @londonbridgefalling @ashthewinchestergirl @aquamarrineee @pearltheartist @bluesnowyangel @iguanamineral @vickyvickerson @edge-oftonight @vishuddhakid @kink-george @loopietoopie @hamil-scribbles @iamgrayfox @zaire-is-worth-it @hamiltonwasbienough @butter-times @lilybutterworthstuff @velvetsirius @fandom-nerdness7 @snoozing-hippogriffs-23 @agent-fangirl @traash-canz @meand-mybrain @jadee-ee @oshlow @me—lancholy @ridiculousn3ssfangirl @newyorkyoucanbeanew @pearltheartist @bluesnowyangel @sitdownjohn-youfatmotherfucker @finnydraws @exhibits-no-restraint @secretary-thomas-jefferson @completehamiltrash @clamilton @for-god-sake-john-sit-down @pandoraspieceofcrapbox @thenutella-cat @manateegrl @meavenel @hamilsquadsrighthandman @seungcheoljpg @hell-yes-puns-and-ships @i-am-trash1828 @helplessly-hamiltrash @haletotheking24 @bootybiersack @thoughtfulbearpanda @5vibesofsummer @completehamiltrash @canadianfruitpunch @faatlouie @accidentally-impeccable @ask-sherlock-221b @missgallaxy @nonxstop @emilysyrup @erinlikestrains @basheverythingyesterday @yukiyoru @duckslier3 @drwhomtrenchluvr @sweetestjensener @pearltheartist @dulharp-a

Daveed sighed as he laid on his back in bed next to your sleeping form, restless because he’d been wide awake for almost an hour now. It was one of those nights where his brain was on overdrive. His mind wandered from replaying the lyrics to the new clipping. song he was working on to images of the small baby animals he saw while doing a voiceover for a Disney documentary.

Letting his eyes fall shut, he wrapped his arms tighter around you, pulling you up against his chest. He buried his face into your neck, trying his hardest to clear his mind as best he could.

You stirred in his embrace, awakening groggily and slowly due to the new feeling of Daveed’s warm breath on your neck.

“D?” you murmured tiredly, shifting closer to the warmth his body created.

“Mm,” He hummed against you, his voice rough from not using it for a few hours. He was tired, yes, but the way his train of thought couldn’t come to a stop kept him wide awake, awake enough to respond with no sleep evident in his tone at all.

“D, go the fuck to sleep.”

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Blue Zircon and Lapis Lazuli

So sorry I haven’t been active on this blog that much, but here’s a fic inspired by @drawbauchery and their fuc-boi AU, along with their interesting take on the relationship between Blue Zircon and Peridot.

Rating: T

Word Count: 1001

Description: Can Lapis clear the air with Blue Zircon? Will Blue Zircon make amends with Lapis? And just what is on that computer?

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Safe (Jon x Reader)

“Imagine being Ramsay’s prisoner in Winterfell and waiting to be rescued by Jon.”

Requested by @iknowyouwuvme: “Jon x Reader where he’s really protective of the reader and he finds out that she was raped by Ramsay and Jon kills him.”

Warnings: Spoliers from season 6 of Game of Thrones, implied rape, violence, murder, Ramsay being Ramsay.

You’d been the prisoner of the Bolton Bastard for what felt like forever. He was a cruel monster that never failed to surprise you with new torture methods, mental and physical. He’d raped you, beat you, and over the past month, even flayed you. Your only solace was when you allowed your thoughts to drift back to Jon. The only man you’d ever loved, the man you were taken from and brought here.

You stood in the room you’d been locked in, your eyes focused on the battle taking place outside Winterfell. You wrapped your arms around yourself as you watched. Dread filled you, Ramsay had promised to bring Jon back, alive, to Winterfell just so he could force you to watch him kill him in front of you or kill you in front of Jon. It would depend on his mood. You stepped away from the window when you watched the wildings and other men who fought with Jon being overwhelmed in the fields.

You knew that Ramsay didn’t fight fair, he would lead Jon into a trap. Your eyes went wide as you thought about the possibility of never having Jon hold you in his arms again. How did things become like this?

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Like it's Real (2/3) Tom Holland X Reader

Summary: Tom and Y/N are childhood best friends. So when Tom’s publicist told him to fake-date someone, Y/N seems to be the best choice. But will it stay fake, or will true feelings start to blossom?

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: Some swearings

A/N: Wow guys, thank you for the 100+ followers, you’re all so sweet. If you would like to be tagged in the future parts, you can leave a comment to let me know ❤️

P.S: The italicized sentences are your internal thoughts

Part 1

Tom’s Publicist: Good Morning (Y/N), I’ve dropped off some stuff for you on your front door.

You: Stuff?

Tom’s Publicist: For you to wear to the date. Tom’s picking you up in an hour.

You: Oh sure. Thank you.

You opened your door to find a box. You carried it into your room, placing it on a chair before rummaging through it.

Apparently what the publicist refer as “stuff” includes several dresses, 4 pairs of shoes, bags and purses, and even hair accessories. No wonder the box is a bit heavy.

All the dresses seems to be a little extra for a lunch date in a local café. Well except for the simple pale yellow sundress with floral prints.

Putting it on, the dress fell just right above your knees. It flows beautifully. You put on a nude platform sandals and looked at the mirror.

This should do it

“Y/N?” came Tom’s voice, followed by three knocks.

“Coming!” You yelled back, hurriedly grabbing a purse then stuffing in your phone and money.

Opening the door, you greeted him with a cheerful smile, “Hi”

“Hi (Y/N), you look beautiful.”

“You don’t look so bad yourself” you said, blushing a little from his compliment.

“I was thinking that we could walk to the café?. It’s only a few blocks away. I wouldn’t mind driving if don’t want to though,” He asked.

“Sure Tom. I could use some exercise.“


After a 5 minute walk, you both arrived at the café. The bell jingled as Tom opened the door for you, being the gentleman he is.

“Let’s go sit by the glass window. My publicist said the paparazzi would get better shots of us that way.”

After you both had settled in, the waitress came to take your orders.

“What can I get you?” smiled the waitress.

“I’d like a soufflé and a glass of iced tea please,” you ordered.

“And for me, a hot tea and a quackson would be nice,” Tom added smiling at the waitress.

“Excuse me, what?” the waitress asked giving him a weird look.

You tried muffling your laughs, but when Tom looked at you with his confused face you coudln’t help but roar in laughter.

“Tom! You - you just said quackson instead of croissant!”

Realization dawns on his face. “Oh shit. I meant a croissant. A croissant and hot tea would be nice,” he corrected, grimacing a little.

You’re still howling with laughter as the waitress leave. You’re laughing so hard that tears are escaping your eyes.

“Oh my god Tom. I can’t believe that just happened,” you said still chuckling at his red face.

“I’ve been asked to say quackson so many times now that it kinda stuck,” He explained, still not smiling.

“You have to admit it’s funny though,” You snickered.

He cracked a small smile, “I guess it is a little funny.”

With all the fun you’re having, you almost forgot that this is supposed to be a fake date. Almost, but then your phone vibrates.

Tom's publicist added you into a group chat 

Tom's Publicist:: You're both doing great.

Tom: How did you know that?

Tom's Publicist: I'm three tables away from you 

Both of you looked around the café trying to spot the publicist. Sure enough, he’s sitting in a booth at the corner of the café.

You made eye contact briefly, then he starts tapping on his phone again. You looked back at your phone as it buzzes.

Tom's Publicist: Y/N, put your hand on the table, and Tom put yours on top of hers. This is a great chance.

You could feel the blush creeping up your neck at the thought of this. You lift your head up to see Tom already staring at you, his cheeks tinted with a slight blush.

You placed your hand on the table and Tom looked at you, asking for permission. You nodded, heart racing with anticipation.

As his palm rest on top of your hand, you felt a jolt of electricity run through your body. You have a thousands thoughts rushing through your mind.

Why am I being like this. It’s just Tom, I shouldn’t be feeling any of this. It’s even staged for fuck’s sake.

After a few minutes, the paparazzi left but Tom’s hand is still resting on top of yours. You tried continuing the conversation. But it’s kinda hard with his thumb occassionally sweeping back and forth on the back of your hand.

He’s staring at you with such intensity, you felt like you could melt into a puddle. But then the waitress came back, bringing your orders making both of you break the physical contact.


“Do you still have any room left in your stomach?” Tom asked as you both exited the café.

“What do you have in mind?”

“I saw an ice cream truck on the way here. Thought we could maybe make a quick stop,” he grinned, knowing you wouldn’t turn down free ice cream.


Thanks for the ice cream,“ you thanked him, as he handed you your cone. You start licking on your heavenly treat, sighing in content.

Tom chuckled at your antics, “I’m glad you like it that much.” You can only hum in agreement as you continue to devour your sweet treat.

“Y/N, I’m going to try something. Just go with it okay?”

Narrowing your eyes you questioned, “What exactly?”

“Can I try your ice cream?” “Umm, sure?” You answered, utterly confused. What is he trying to do? You hold out your ice cream for him to try. But instead of licking your ice cream like you thought he would, his soft lips meet yours instead.

Your eyes flew wide open. As you body froze in shock. It’s the most innocent kiss anybody has ever given to you. Even though it only lasted for 3 seconds, it’s enough to leave you feeling lightheaded.

“It worked!” Tom exclaimed all of a sudden. “They’re all taking videos and photos”

You turned around to see a small crowd video-taping you and Tom. Of course it was an act. How stupid of you to think it was real?


Tom held your hand the whole way to your apartment, awaking the butterflies inside your stomach.

“I had a great time today Y/N. Time seems to fly when I’m you,” He smiled at you softly ad you reached your door. “I can’t thank you enough for agreeing to this,”

“Hey, I had fun too. And I should be thanking you for being such a great ‘date’ today,” you assured him, doing the air quotes gesture.

Chuckling Tom said, “Well then I should be going. See you tomorrow!” The he leaned in to place a kiss on your forehead, making you suck in a sharp breath.

“Bye Tom,” you squeaked, waving at him before entering your apartment and closing the door. You closed your eyes as you leaned on the door, heart still racing from his forehead kiss.

Fuck, I have a crush on Tom

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Observing Can be Dangerous



              In Draco’s defense, it wasn’t even that bad. He knew without a doubt that Harry wouldn’t find this excuse to be good enough, but he didn’t have time come up with something better. Because one look at their shared cottage was proof that his lover was home. The lights were on and the chimney was going.

               Harry was just adding the finishing touches to dinner when he heard the door open. He sighed heavily at the gentle way the door shut, as if Draco was trying to make as little noise as possible.

               “How badly hurt are you?” Harry asked, not bothering to turn around from the stove.

               “What?” Draco tried to act nonchalant. “What would make you think that—” When Harry let out a pointed cough, he stopped the facade instantly. He knew he wasn’t fooling the other man.

               “Oh, alright. Salazar, don’t badger me.”

               Harry snorted loudly as he shook his head. Draco’s theatrics never faded over the years. Not that he would have wanted them to either.

               “I might have come across a Chimaera while studying the inhabitants of a Doxy infestation inside an elm tree.”

               That had Harry spinning around rapidly, ladle in hand and eyes narrowed dangerously. “Chimaera?!” He swept his gaze up and down his husband’s body, trying to figure out the damage.

               “Wait.” Harry pinched the bridge of his nose. “What Doxy infestation? Your next book is on the observation of Dragons that aren’t in captivity.”

               Draco winced, upset that he gave himself up so quickly. Honestly, it was rather pathetic how much Harry could weasel himself into his defenses. Marriage shouldn’t have softened him this badly.

               “I know.” Draco stressed, adopting his innocent face that only worked on Harry when the brunette was in a good mood. “But the dragon was asleep, and I already have her sleeping patterns down. The infestation was right there.” Small lie… alright, major lie. The infestation was at least a mile away from the beautiful Ukrainian Ironbelly’s dwelling. But Harry didn’t need to know that.

               “And where exactly does a bloody Chimaera fit into this?”

               “I heard the roar of the Chimaera and thought that this would be an excellent time to observe one!”

               Harry sighed heavily, knowing that Draco had a love for all Magical Creatures. No matter what kind or type. The blonde always said that animals were far kinder than people were. “I wasn’t aware you were going to do a book on Chimaeras next.”

               “Well…” Draco shrugged unrepentantly. “I don’t plan to. It’s just that he was beautiful, Harry!”

               Beautiful. Harry scoffed internally. A bloody Chimaera is beautiful? Merlin, he wondered if Hagrid and Draco were somehow related. They shared the same obsession with Magical Creatures. Especially in regard to dangerous ones. Except Draco not only loved them, he gallivants halfway across the world for them! They were currently in Greece for a six-month expedition for Draco’s next book.

               Harry decided to not bother with the same speech on how his husband needed to be more careful when disturbing the wildlife of these creatures. He didn’t have the patience to nag Draco tonight. Not when all he wanted to do was spend time with him.

               “What happened? Do you need any healing potions?”

               The question had Draco sighing in relief. A lecture was what he had expected but this was a pleasant miscalculation.  

               “No. I took one right after its tail nabbed me in the back.” At Harry’s alarmed look, he hurried to explain. “It’s not as bad as it sounds. Really. You know a Chimaera has the tail of a Dragon, I just wasn’t expecting it to be as hard as one.”

               Harry was inclined to believe Draco. His lover knew how seriously he took injuries of any kind. After everything they have been through, safety was important to him. Especially since it involved Draco.

               “Alright. Are you hungry?”

               That was that. Harry dished out the soup he made and decided to put Draco’s job out of his mind for a few hours.

               It wasn’t until later when they were entwined on the couch, watching the snow fall that Draco’s head snapped up.

               “Did you hear that?” He whispered in delight. “That sounded like the cry of a Diricawl.” Despite his travels over the years, that was a Magical Creature that he has yet to observe. Since they have the ability to evade capture by invisibility, they tend to only be seen when they are being hunted.  

               “I swear to god if you go back out there, I will feed you to the Chimaera and tell everyone a flobberworm killed you.”

               Draco laughed despite himself and settled back down into Harry’s embrace. He was rather comfortable after all. He could look for the Diricawl tomorrow… that is if he can avoid Harry’s suspicions. How could he be expected to ignore all of the wonderful creatures out there?

               As the warm fire lulled him into a light sleep, Draco’s mind also reminded him that just being with Harry was pretty wonderful too.

Try Not To (Jungkook x Reader Fluff/Slight Smut)

Summary: “Try not to get nervous.”

(( Note: another story for the youngest member who stands on top. In this one I more so like the bickering than the actual ‘fluff’ or ‘smut’ which is so so so mild I warn you. So, idk about this one at all :(( Either way, I hope you all enoy! ))

Could you have taken any longer, holy fuck.

It was a far late into a chilly Sunday night and you were standing outside your friend’s door clutching your tote bag against your chest and curling your toes against the rubber soles of your not-so-appropriate flip flops you when sporting. A combination of that plus a thin cardigan and pajama shorts were definitely not the greatest outfit choice when in this close-to-frozen mid-February weather. In your defense, it wouldn’t have been as horrifyingly cold as it was if it weren’t for Jeon Jungkook who took his sweet as time answering the door.

Fifteen minutes to be exact.

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Title: A Little Attention
A/N: honestly, i’d so be roman in this situation like,,,yes

“What’cha reading?” Roman asked in a sing-song voice, flopping down beside Logan on the sofa.  Logan huffed and held up the book in his hands, tapping the cover to point to the title. Roman rolled his eyes and slid down Logan’s side, sighing dramatically.  “Is it interesting, at least?” he asked, hoping that for once this book was a fantasy novel or something equally as nice to read rather than a stupid murder mystery.

“I suppose,” Logan said with a shrug, readjusting to accommodate the weight in his lap.  He turned the page, and Roman thought he was going to burst.

“I’m a very good judge of how interesting a story is, you know,” Roman said, wiggling underneath the book and resting against Logan’s chest, struggling until his arms were draped over Logan’s.  He looked up at the logical side, grinning bright at his frustrated look.  Logan sighed and tried to lay down a bit more so that he could be comfortable, smirking when Roman squeaked.

“I’m sure you are, Roman…” Logan mumbled, turning the page once more.

Roman narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips, not understanding how Logan wasn’t picking up on what he was trying to suggest.  Fine, guess he had to spell it out for him!  “You could read out loud, you nerd…”

“I am halfway through this novel, I would have to start over for you to understand what is happening,” Logan said, resting his chin on top of Roman’s head, much to the annoyance of said prince.

Roman groaned, and turned his head as well as he could so he could reach Logan, then he pressed a sloppy kiss to the corner of his mouth.

Now, watching Logan try to process things was a lot like watching a computer buffer.  He froze, and he didn’t say anything as his face slowly grew redder and redder, and Logan turned his face away to cough into his hand, not daring to look Roman in the eyes.  “I-I…” he paused and cleared his throat, burying his face in Roman’s hair.  “If you wanted attention, you should have just said so…” he practically whined.  Book forgotten in their laps, Logan wrapped his arms tightly around Roman’s waist and pulled him closer, making the royal laugh.

“Now where’s the fun in that, my love?”

Logan’s frustrated little noises didn’t stop for at least as long as Roman kissed his face, not that Roman would have wanted it any other way. His Logan was so cute.

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Spiderman’s(?) Abs - Part 2

Request: Could u make a part 2 to this where he actually tells her he’s spider man and she is all cute about it and the same kinda snarky and adorable way she was in this!?

Request: Numbers 1, 16, 17, for the top thing. Theydon’t have to be in the same fic.

16. “If I had a choice to kiss you…or to breathe…well, i’d breathe,”

A/N: SO im including the first request and number 16 in this fic.

Word Count: 858 (so short)

Warnings: More Abs


Part 1

You and Peter had been dating for about a month now. And after much persistence, you did eventually see Peter’s abs.

Mind you it was accidental.

So was finding out he was Spiderman.

One night, you were sitting in your bedroom doing your homework when suddenly someone tapped your shoulder.

You jumped out of your desk chair and screamed.

Behind you stood Spiderman.

“Spiderman? Oh my god. Why are you here?”

You could see Spiderman’s mouth moving under his mask but you couldn’t understand what he was trying to say to you.

“I’m sorry, you’re going to have to lift the mask off your mouth. I’m partial deaf and i read lips but I can’t understand what you’re saying,”

Spiderman was clutching his side, and you could see him wince in pain when he reached his arm up to lift his mask so it sat above his mouth.

“I’m hurt and I need help,” Spiderman said.

“What’s wrong?” You asked

Spiderman lifted his hand off his side, showing you the slash in his suit with blood slowly dripping through the cut.

“Oh god,” you muttered.

“Here, sit down,” You directed Spiderman to sit in your desk chair.

“I’ll be right back with supplies. You'e going to have to remove that suit,”

You left the room and went to your kitchen to retrieve your first aid kit. When you came back into your room, Spiderman sat in your chair with the shit puled off of his chest, leaving it dangling from his waist.

“Shit,”  you muttered yourself.

Spiderman was hot.

You put the first aid kit on your desk and opened it, pulling out everything you needed.

As you started to clean the hero’s wound, you couldn’t help but stare at Spiderman’s abs.

Peter. Peter. Peter. You love Peter. Peter is your boyfriend. Stop ogling the masked man who just showed up at your window.

When you were finished cleaning up Spiderman’s wound, you looked up at him.

“Thank you,” he said.

“No problem. You can sit here while you catch your breath, if you want,”

Spiderman nodded and sunk into the chair.

“So what happened?” You asked, pointing to his wound.

“I was attacked. Let me just say there were giant claws,”

“Can I ask you something else?”

“Why did you come here? And how did you know to not knock on my window? I mean did you knock on my window?it’s not like I’d know. But when I didn’t answer my window why didn’t you move on to someone else’s? Why did you break into my house to get my help?”

Spiderman went to say something but you but him off.

“Oh my god, you know me, don’t you? Ok so if I know you, and you know i’m deaf, I suppose that narrows it down to my entire school, my neighbours, my family, or a few people I’ve run into,”

“And you have abs so that really narrows it down to who it could be. I mean-“

Suddenly Spiderman shot out of his chair and jumped forward at you. He moved towards you and tried to place his lips on yours. You quickly moved your hand in front of your mouth to block his lips.

“Look, no offence but If I had a choice to kiss you…or to breathe…well, i’d breathe,”

“What?” Spiderman said

“I have a boyfriend. Now, I very much admire what you do, and if I didn’t have a boyfriend, believe me, your suit would have come all the way off, but I can’t do this,” you explained

“Well then I guess there’s something you should know,”

Suddenly Spiderman reached up and pulled off his mask.

“Oh my god, Peter,” you said

“Hey darling,” Peter smiled, leaning forward to kiss you.

You immediately pulled back.

“I have sO MANY QUESTIONS! First of all. I knew it. I knew it. I knew you abs. I also called it. You’re Spiderman. Why didn’t you tell me a month ago when I asked you if you were Spiderman? I’m kind of hurt that you didn’t tell me sooner. Oh my god my boyfriend is Spiderman,”

“Y/N, there was like one question in there, slow down,”

“Oh my god and you’re hurt. Peter are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m okay. Thank you for fixing me up,”

“I still can’t believe my boyfriend is Spiderman. I was right. This is a way better secret than you having a crush on me,”

Peter smiled, and pulled you back in for another kiss.

“Does this mean I get to see your abs more often now?”

Peter rolled his eyes, “Whatever you want Y/N,”

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❄⛄🎶Christmas Music in Different Languages🎶⛄❄

Hello! So, I’ve researched some Christmas music in different languages. Some have a lot, like, too much so I narrowed it down, and some don’t have that much, but I found the best I could. Some are similar songs to what English speakers and Americans are used to such as “jingle bells” etc etc, while others are their own original seasonal songs. If it’s similar or the same song as traditional songs in English, I’ll put them in the parenthesis. So anyway, enjoy and happy holidays! 


Laylat Eid- Fairuz (”Jingle Bells”) 

العيد ببيروت - البوم كستنا لـ جان ماري رياشي ، غناء يارا (”Santa Claus is Coming to Town”) 

Adeste Fideles -Fairuz ( اديسيت فيدييس فيروز )

“Ya Yasoo” by Wafic 

Gloria in Excells Deo- Marwan Rahbani, Ghadi Rahbani 

Remember Us -Marwan Rahbani, Ghadi Rahbani (ما تنسانا السنة الجاي يا بابا نويل) 

Talj talj- Fairuz 

Tonight Is Xmas by Marwan Rahbani, Ghadi Rahbani (ليلة عيد الميلاد) 

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen -Fairuz

Bizet Carol- Fairuz

المجد لك ايها المسيح 


Die Flippers- Süßer die Glocken nie klingen 

Schlittenlied- Michelle (Jingle Bells)

Der Kleine Trommler- Jonny Hill (Little Drummer Boy)  

Heintje - Kommet ihr Hirten 

O Du Fröhliche- Roy Black 

Ihr Kinderlein kommet-  Michelle

Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht- Michelle (Silent Night)  


Dio ci Benedirà- Andrea Bocelli 

Bianco Natale-  Irene Grandi (White Christmas

A Natale Puoi- Sergio Cremonese 

Sarà Natale Se- Renato Giorgi 

E’ la notte di Natale- Enrico Turetta 

“Italian Jingle Bells”- Lou Monte [Neapolitan] 


Raduitesya vsi Lyude- Novokuznetsk choir 

Nebo i Zemlya ~ Russian kolyadka 


Angeli v Nebi ~  Russian kolyadka 

Белый Снег- Аллы Чепиковой 

ЗВЕЗДА НАДЕЖДЫ- Аллы Чепиковой 

”We Wish You A Merry Christmas” (RUSSIAN) 


PAŜOJ- Aleksandra Watanuki 


Kiyoshi, Kono Yoru- Ashley Serena (Silent Night

Jingle Bells (JAPANESE) 

Rudolph the Rednosed Reindeer (from Morning Musume) 

会いたいロンリークリスマス- C-ute 


Rodolfo el Reno de la Nariz Roja- Belinda 

Hoy es Navidad (”Jingle Bells” tune)  

Paseo en Trineo- Opus Christi (Sleigh Ride)

Feliz Navidad- Jose Feliciano 

El burrito de Bélen- Juanes 

El Pequeño Tamborilero- Raphael (Little Drummer Boy)

Din, don, din, dan 


铃儿响叮当 (Jingle Bells

我们祝你圣诞快乐- Cuishan He (We Wish You a Merry Christmas


圣诞节- EXO 


Yeshu Paida Hua

Shaanti Ki Raath (Silent Night

Ek Tara Chamka Hein- Domenic Marbaniang+ 

Woh masiha aaya hai- Lata Mangeshkar 

Jingle Bells (HINDI) 


Il Est Né- Michael Gettel

Vive le vent (Jingle Bells

Entre le bœuf et l'âne gris-  Christmas Sound Orchestra 

Rudolph, le petit renne au nez rouge 

Il est né le Divin Enfant- Tino Rossi

Mon beau sapin- Muriel J (Oh Christmas Tree)  

Petit Papa Noël 

Les douze jours de Noël- Carmen Campagne (12 days of Xmas) 

All I Want for Christmas is You (Mioune on yt) 


스타쉽플래닛- Starship Planet

크리스마스 소원- MYSTIC 

Zzang Christmas(짱 크리스마스)- BESTie 

루돌프사슴코 - 꾸러기 동요 (Rudolph) 

Dear Santa- Girls Generation TTS (Kor.) 

울면안돼 (Santa Claus is Coming to Town) 


Mitt hjerte alltid vanker 

Glade Jul, Hellige Jul (Silent Night) 

Jul I Svinget- Frederikke Kaysen 

Det Lyser I Stille Grender 

En Stjerne Skinner I Natt 


Szent ünnep- Nox 

Csengőszó (Jingle Bells)

Ünnepelj Ma Velünk!- Lola 

Fehér karácsony- TNT 

Fehér Karácsony (White Christmas)

Szülte A Szűz Szent Fiát 

Csendes Éj (Silent Night) 


Varpunen jouluaamuna- Suvi Teräsniska

Rekiretki- Vieno Kekkonen (Sleigh Ride) 

Petteri Punakuono (Rudolph) 

Joulupukki matkaan jo käy (Santa Claus is Coming to Town) 

Joulupuu on rakennettu 

Kolme yötä jouluun 


O, pastiri, čudo novo  

Radujte se narodi 

Bijeli Božić- Oliver Dragojević 

O, Betleme, grade slavni- PATRIA 


Dzisiaj w Betlejem 

Kolęda Tryumfy Króla Niebieskiego 


Przybieżeli Do Betlejem 

Gdy Się Chrystus Rodzi 

Do szopy, hej pasterze 


Mary Did You Know- Dariush & Marya

O Holy Night-  Dariush & Marya 

Tavalod Tavalod- Gilbert (Jingle Bells) 


O Holy Night- Willie K

Me Ke Aloha Nona 

Mele Kalikimaka- Bing Crosby (Eng) 



Aisakell- Lauris Reiniks (Jingle Bells

Aisakell- Karavan (Jingle Bells) 

Estica Jõuluingel 

🎄This is an original post and all links are taken from Youtube🎄



anonymous asked:

Hi Cee Cee! I hope you've had a great day! Love when you have your ask open! Since I asked what was Isak's favorite thing about Even and you gave an amazing response, I have to know what Even's favorite thing about Isak is? Thank you so much for all the time you put into your fic <3 Your dedication does not go unnoticed ! Loved the visual of Isak and Eva's apartment, it was super helpful!

hi babe! i’m so glad you enjoyed the visuals! and oh, god, fjasklfjas, i could write an essay about it, but let’s see if he can narrow it down for you: 

the first thing even noticed about isak was, actually, his smile. and since then, even when he was so adamant about ignoring it, isak’s smile has been his number one favorite thing. cut to: his eyes, which isak may insist are the same dull tone as even’s curtains, but it’s not true — isak’s eyes are the green of the aurora borealis, or the green of the hills of iceland, or the brightest green that you’ve ever laid your own eyes on, the green that made such an impact on you you carry it with you forever, unable to see the color the same way again, not when you’ve finally seen the most beautiful green you’ll ever come across.

cut to: now it’s the way he holds himself, like he’s seen so much more injustices than he’s ever deserved, and though this is not even’s favorite thing, his favorite thing is the way isak can still care about the people around him, even when it’s so obvious he doesn’t care for himself. his favorite thing is that he can now hold isak, and quietly, and gently, and secretly care about the person isak is underneath all of those layers, behind all those brick walls.

dissolve to: isak’s hands, and the way they hold even’s, especially when isak has no clue he’s doing it — his taste, and the way isak lets even explore every single inch of him with his lips sometimes, and he won’t say anything, he’ll just breathe quietly and once in a while exhale even’s name — and the way he says his name, at any point in time, and you have to understand that even’s name has never been anything significant, never once held any more weight than two syllables and what one might consider ownership, but when isak says it it’s the truth, it’s the reality he tries to hide from sometimes, when isak says it it’s the most wonderful symphony ever produced, the most beautiful song ever performed, the most epic tale ever told, and suddenly even loves his name, he loves it, and it carries all the weight in the world and all the miracles he’s ever heard of and it’s filled with the entirety of the sky—

quick cut: even’s watching isak looking at the poster on his ceiling, and if even’s lucky, when isak is sleepy, he’ll maybe talk to even some more about what the stars mean to him — there are no details, because isak’s always been very careful to not reveal anything about his past (you can notice this if you listen carefully, his words are considered one by one, he’ll pause in between sentences, he’ll tilt his head to the side to try and find a detour or a deflection and even will allow it, because isak deserves the choice of revealing himself when he’s ready to) and then another quick cut: 

and isak’s suddenly revealing more and more about his passion for the stars, and even envies that, he envies that isak knows what he loves and knows what he’s striving for and even if he’s lost somewhere in the middle at the moment, there is no doubt that if given the opportunity, isak would count the stars one by one by one out in the galaxy, and he’d leave even and everyone behind, but it’s even’s favorite thing anyway, because it’s one of the few things that makes isak genuinely happy, and it’s his favorite thing because when isak’s happy, his face lights up with the light of one (1) star, and that’s perhaps enough.

cut to: isak’s laugh, cut to: isak caring about vilde, cut to: isak’s feet under even’s legs, cut to: isak’s head on even’s lap, cut to: isak’s lips against even’s own, cut to: isak’s arms wrapped around even, cut to: the realization that transitions are now frowned upon in scripts, and even’s come to realize this throughout his years in film school, but pull back to reveal: even knowing isak’s worth the notoriety of a mediocre script, because all that matters is that even loves the movie of isak, every scene, every transition, every line.

fade to: isak suddenly leaving, and even’s favorite thing isn’t to watch him go — his favorite thing is knowing he’s going to come back. fade out.

twindoodle  asked:

"Ill keep you safe." Carapace/Alya!

“I’ll keep you safe,” Carapace promised, raising his shield to deflect another blast from the akuma. “A little help, Chat!” he called, peeking out from behind the shield.

“A little busy myself, Shell Brain!” Chat Noir yelled back, forcing an oozing minion of the akuma to move away from Ladybug as she frowned at her Lucky Charm.

Alya grimaced, huddling down at his side as Carapace’s arm became a vice around her middle. “I’ll be fine. Look, I’ll run into that building and hide. You’re not going to be much help to anyone else if you keep hunching down to shield me.”

Carapace eyed the distance to the building and shook his head. “It’s too risky.” He glanced around them. “Damn it, where is Rena? We could use a distraction right about now.”

“Maybe she’s being held up,” Alya said dryly.

He huffed and tightened his grip on his shield. “I can’t let anything happen to you,” he murmured. “I have to keep you safe.”

Alya narrowed her eyes. “Why?”

“Why? That’s…because I…it’s my job,” he stammered, not meeting her eyes.

“There are lots of people who need protecting in Paris,” she pointed out. “What about that guy over there hiding behind the car?”

Carapace glanced at the man helplessly. “I only have one shield.”

“Then let me go so you can help others,” she said gently, putting a hand on his chest.

He searched her face for a moment before dropping his head in defeat. “Fine, but I’m getting you to the building and you’re promising me that you will not move from that spot until I come get you after this over, okay?”


“Say you promise.”

“Are you serious right now?!”


“Fine,” she huffed. “I promise.”

Carapace inhaled deeply and nodded. He tightened his grip on her and ran towards the building, dodging more minions and blasts. He set Alya on her feet with unreadable expression on his face. “Stay here,” he warned.

She reached up, pulling his face down to hers and kissing him. His eyes slid closed as he held her close. “Be careful,” she whispered as they parted.

“What would your boyfriend say if he knew you were kissing superheroes?” he asked, voice quiet as he pressed his lips to hers again for another quick kiss.

“Something tells me he’d be okay with it,” she smiled. “Stay safe for me, Nino.”

His eyes widened behind his goggles. “You know?”

“Only because I recognize that cute butt,” she winked. “Go. They need you. We can talk later.”

Carapace nodded and looked over her once more before running back out to the fray.

“Well, that was interesting, sweets. What are you going to do now that you’ve promised to stay here?” Trixx asked, zipping up to Alya’s shoulder.

“I’ll just have to make sure I’m back here before Nino comes looking.”

“And you don’t think that’s going to get complicated?”

“Oh, just let me have a little fun. I’ve always wanted to be Lois Lane,” she grinned. “Ears up!”

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Buy me a coffee?

Faded [M]

Author’s Note: When we’re faded, I just want to put my hands on you. 

Summary: You have been dating Jimin for the better part of two years; but when you decide to spice up your love life, he suddenly turns into the mysterious, alluring stranger standing in the corner, who’s been eyeing you all night with a look in his eyes that can only mean one thing; you were done for.

I want to thank@bobajimin for helping me with some of the dialogue :)

Word Count: 8,075 of pure, unadulterated smut.

The thump of the booming bass vibrated throughout your every limb, the pounding filling your ears and drowning out any residual noise. Your body moved to the beat, losing yourself in the music with your eyes closed, head raised to the sky as you twirled the straw of the cocktail in your hand. People swarmed around you, men and women alike, but you paid them no mind as another sip of alcohol met your tongue, the sweet flavor settling onto your taste buds. The harsh neon lights were invasive once you opened your eyes, but the colors of green and white suddenly swirled together in harmony as the liquor began to seep its way into your system with a pleasant buzz.

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I feel like I haven’t done something in a while so here’s a thing for all my lovely followers :)) this could also be like a getting close to 5k celebration??

rules + info:

  • please follow me (since this is like,,, for my followers)
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  • check out my creations (optional but appreciated☺️)
  • there will be 1 winner and 2-3 runner ups for each category (except the bolded categories, everyone’s a winner there)
  • this will be divided into hp and multifandom categories bc it would be too much to narrow down and like not fair??
  • this must get at least 100 notes or we’ll pretend it never happened (it’s a high number bc I need to fill up all the categories and I don’t want it to be the same people lol)
  • deadline to enter is october 3rd (mean girls dstfjfhd)

categories and prizes under the cut :) (PLEASE READ THEM BC THERE’S LIKE SPECIFIC STUFF AND FHGFJGHD)


HARRY POTTER ~ best hp url

PETER PARKER ~ best multifandom url

SIRIUS BLACK ~ best aes icon 

HAN SOLO ~ best fandom icon

RON WEASLEY ~ best mobile theme

SPENCER REID ~ best desktop theme

AMY SANTIAGO ~ most organised (aka tags)

LUNA LOVEGOOD ~ friendliest blogger

JAKE PERALTA ~ funniest blogger (text posts, tags, asks, etc.)

TONY STARK ~ nicest blogger

REGULUS BLACK ~ best hp edits*

STEVE ROGERS ~ best multifandom edits*

SCOTT LANG ~ best gifs*

HERMIONE GRANGER ~ best hp writing**

MARTY MCFLY ~ best multifandom writing**

REMUS LUPIN ~ best upcoming (must be under 800 followers)***

LEIA ORGANA ~ best multifandom

JAMES POTTER ~ best hp

TOM HOLLAND ~ best tom holland content

MULAN ~ best aesthetic blog****

ELEVEN ~ follower favorite (please nominate people here it CAN be on anon)


ANDY DWYER ~ multifandom favorites

* please leave your creations tag when you reblog

** please leave your writing tag when you reblog

*** submit a screenshot of your follower count to me please

**** please specify bc I’m oblivious 



- a follow from me (if not already)
- satisfaction,,?
- all my love and friendship (if not already)
- a place on my wall of fame (if not already)
- three promos upon request
- an edit request (gif, icon, edit)


- a follow from me (if not already)
- satisfaction,,?
- all my love and friendship (if not already)
- a place on my wall of fame
- a promo upon request
- 1 icon request (like one specific icon,,,)