but i still love your body

bts// rough sex


  seokjin was always more of the soft and gentle type when is came to sex. but when you got him mad- that whole persona changed. restraints, spanking and a lot of dirty talk. 

“you’ve been a bad girl y/n.” he would sneer at you from the botton of the bed where he stood shirtless, a belt in his hand. “and bad girls dont get to cum”

your naked form would be slightly out of breath and shaking from the almost orgasm jin had given you. just before you reached your climax, he pulled his long fingers, covered in your juices, from your soaked core.

now, as jin walked to the right side of the bed, the belt still in hand, your eyes twinkled in excitement and a smirk played along your lips. 

“turn around y/n, its time for your other part of your punsihment.” jin said and smacked the belt acros his palm. 

Originally posted by jhopefluxo


  yoongi loves rough sex. you guys had only had somewhat gentle sex twice. the first time it was soft because it was  your first time together, and it had to be special. the second time was when you were feeling insecure about yourself and yoongi needed to show you just how beautiful you were. 

yoongi loves doggy style, its his favourite position because he loves your ass. he loves watching the way it jiggles when he pounds extra hard into you and the red marks from his hands practically glowing on your skin. 

what he loves most about rough sex are your moans. the way they go somewhat high pitched when he hits that extra sensitve spot in you. or the way you moan his name and your eyes roll to the back of your head when you finally cum. 

“thats it kitten, moan my name.” 

Originally posted by 2ndmochi


 sweat literally dripped off you both as hoseok pounded into you. the two of you watched the way his hard cock, that was covered in your juices and sallvia, slid so easily into your pussy through the reflection of the mirror. 

in the reflection of the mirror you locked eyes, lust and love were swarming your pupils. both of your hair looked crazy and your skin was almost as red as a tomato from the heat you were giving off. you would say that you yourself looked like an complete mess, but he, he still looked so  god damned perfect. 

his hands tighten on your waist to go even faster into you. both of your knees becoming a bit sore of the position you were in. 

“hm, you like this baby? you like watching sir beat your pussy?” he asked, his voice deep as he concentrated on  your face through the reflection. 

“yes sir, i love it.” you moaned out the answer, pushing your body to the same rythm as he was going, making the pleasure increase.

Originally posted by parkjewook


  namjoon was basically the king at rough sex. he lived by rough sex- the way your breaths became uneven and mixed together, and the way you were so fucking submissive for him. 

the word daddy constantly rolled out of your little mouth as he worked his magic on you. a few times you almost said namjoon, but quickly caught yourself because you couldnt bare him to stop finger fucking you.

his fingers always reached the best parts in you.

there were finger prints on your neck from his choking you almost too hard, and your hair was  basically glued to your forehead from sweat.

namjoon looked down at your beautiful fucked out body that was sprawled across the messy bed and chuckled.

“tired already baby? daddy hasn’t even started yet.” 

Originally posted by wanna-be-korean-unicorn


  everytime you guys fucked, marks covered your entire body. some were from his mouth, some were from his hands, and some were from the restraints he used to tie you up. 

his hands would slid down the sides of your warm body as he bit harshly onto your neck, starting his usual teasing. when he would be content with the markings on your neck, he would move down to your breasts and begin nipping and sucking on your nipples.  

jimin would then slid his tongue down stomach and stop at your inner thighs, starting to suck and bite there before slapping them and your already soaked pussy.

when he goes on tour, he loves when you send him pictures of his markings, and gets disappointed when he sees that some are fading away a little too quickly. 

“dont worry princess, ill see you again soon and leave even worse marks on you.”

Originally posted by 9taefox


taehyung makes sure to pound into you hard. so hard that you’re practically begging him to stop- and he loves the sound of you begging. 

he makes you beg for his dick to be inside of you. he makes you beg for him to stop teasing you with the tip of his dick or the slight touch of his fingers. 

“come on babe, i know you want my cock to be deep inside of you, so let me here it.” 

everytime he pounds into you, your entire body moves forward from the impact. your moans letting him know how much youre  enjoying being fucked so rough.

taehyung knows that he fucked you rough enough when you can barely walk the next day. the way you stumble around the apartment in his oversized shirt and a playful glare on your face makes him want to fuck you even more.

Originally posted by jimin-bts-trashs


when you and jungkook first met, both of you guys were virgins. so for the first few months your sex life was very vanilla. 

over time you guys became very comfortable with eachother and started trying new things in the bedroom. this consisted of dirty talk, blindfolds and even some choking. 

jungkook wasnt sure about choking at first but soon came to love the image of his hand wrapped around you throat. 

his hips relentessly pounding into you as his kept his head by your ear to whisper dirty things into your ear.

“do you like the way i fill you up y/n? tell me how much you love it.” he would ask and demand, your hand coming up to run your fingers through his dark brown knotted hair and tugging. 

“god y/n, your so good.” he would moan out as you climaxed together. 

Originally posted by roselstra

The ocean always reminds me of love. The vast body of majestic beauty. How it leaves me feeling at awe. How the shore kissing me with waves reminds me that there are deeper waters. One where your heart is afraid to fall in too deep. Yet it is still able to push itself up to the shore. Then once you’re in dry land,you’ll ask yourself “When will I ever love this way again?”.
—  The Heart Of The Sea // Conee Berdera
Music Series: Perfect by Ed Sheeran

Oooh, Ed, Ed, Ed….you’ve done it again….

Unless you are new here on my blog, you know that Ed’s songs make me swoon. It can’t be helped if you are a hopeless romantic like myself. We all wish for someone to love us the way he loves the woman in this song, which he wrote for his girlfriend, and co-wrote with his brother. It is absolutely one of those beautifully sweet love songs that makes you wipe a tear as you realize how alone and lonely you are without a person to love you like the man in this song loves his girl…or is that just me…sniff sniff…

(And please forgive me, everyone…I’m going through a day where I feel like everything I write is shit, so I hope someone likes it. The demons of the mind are a horrible thing.)

Thank you, Anon, for reading and requesting. I had this one on my list to write already, so I’m happy someone else loves it as much as I do. This is “Perfect” by Ed Sheeran. I am posting the Acoustic Version of this song on Spotify because I like it even more than the original, and you can find it as well on my Harry Styles Imagines playlist on Spotify. xo



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Dear Fan Artists,

Hyper-realistic fanart is incredible, and a gift, and holy shit how do you guys capture all that detail so beautifully???

But minimalist and/or cartoony fanart is also incredible. Whenever I see a seemingly simple drawing, but can instantly tell who the character is? It blows my mind. How do you guys do that with just a few lines???

Both types of artists are paying so much attention to the personality, the facial quirks, the body language of these characters. Both styles take considerable skill and practice, and years of developing a unique art style. I’m so grateful to get to see your work.

I love all of you… and everyone in between, and everyone who is still too nervous to share their art but keeps working on it.

You invaded me my soul, body and mind.
You’re More Than I Could picture, you’re wonderful, creative, sweet, crazy, warm, caring, you are .. YOU.
I Started to see everywhere you … Every thing reminds me of you.
My body still speaks about you
Even if you’re so far away …. my heart gonna keep you close to me
I remember Every detail, Every smile of yours, Every hand touch Every whisper and Every kiss
You my life colorful, you’ve Gave me the most beautiful smile in the world, you made me love you, admire you, respect you.

One day, you’ll wake up and everything will be different. You’ll open your eyes and they’ll be met with the sunlight creeping in through the shades. You’ll roll over and she’ll be there next to you, her body radiating heat back to yours. She’ll give you soft, sleepy, good morning kisses, and tell you she’s been awake for hours. One day, you’ll wake up and everything will be so…right. You’ll be happier than you ever thought you could be. And yes, there will still be bad days. But in that moment, everything is wonderful. 

kevin and neil headcanons because i dont see nearly enough for them

☆neil: what is ‘dabbing’ kevin: absolutely not
☆kevin has to chop vegetables into tiny pieces and sneak them into neils dinners because his eating habits are shit
☆they go grocery shopping together and neil keeps putting junk food in the cart and kevin keeps shoving it back onto random shelves with varying levels of rage
☆neil: do i even weigh anything to you? kevin, holding him a foot off the ground: no. its like holding a bag of grapes
☆whack each other w their exy racquets when they get too Extra during practice
☆scary movie ride or die fans
☆kevin curls up and watches through his fingers and neil punches kevins leg when a jumpscare gets him
☆kevin: *mentions anyone who has even slightly inconvenienced him* neil: you should kill them
☆kevin can always sense neils bullshit and he will, inevitably and invariably, be able to tell when neil is doing Something Stupid
☆neil photobombs kevins interviews at/after games ALL THE TIME
☆kevin: it was a tough game but our hard work paid off
☆neil: in the background wearing 3 pairs of sunglasses and dumping an entire gatorade over his head while maintaining eye contact with the camera
☆neil can suplex kevin
☆they are savage at dragging like god help whoever brings down their Roasting Session upon themselves bc they will taste the wrath of a god
☆neil makes a game of how many outlandish claims he can make and still have kevin believe him
☆neil: did you know i once spent a week in australia and had to eat nothing but jellyfish and twinkies to survive
☆kevin, wide eyed and scandalized: how are you alive
☆neil WILL pick a fight in a fast food restaurant and kevin has to bail him out
☆kevin listens to 80s pop music when he works out and neil finds out. neil Finds Out.
☆neil plays 21 loops of tom jones’ ‘whats new pussycat’ and kevin tells him to put in 1 ‘its not unusual’
☆kevin will send neil a million texts until he gets a response. like in a row, in the span of 15 seconds buzz buzz bitch where are you
☆neil watches chopped and kevin loses his mind because neil will drag a contestant for mixing caviar with peppers while at the same time eating like mac n cheese with nutella
☆they get too into laser tag and get kicked out

thanks i love them

;the touch of silk (m)

pairing: min yoongi x reader, sugar daddy! yoongi, vampire! yoongi
genre/warnings: smut, romance, blood mentions, but nothing too crazy, dirty talk, dom! Yoongi
words: 14,221

:: summary— in a world where vampires coexist with the living, there are many humans looking for a cheap thrill…you’re ashamed to admit you’re curious too, putting to good use a dating app you find…but Min Yoongi is nothing like you imagined a vampire to be…

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“Are you eating well? Don’t overwork yourself. Did you sleep? Do you feel threatened by anything? You can talk to me. Guys is it just us or does Jimin look 0.1 kg thinner?”




“JHOOOOOOoooooOOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOOOPE”. they are also the ones who sometimes dress strangely at concerts and events!


In the name of more lines and Jin’s beautiful lips, we will fight the world and BIGS#IT for KIM SEOKJIN! 


“OPPA? U MAD?” “CAN WE ARM WRESTLE?” “YOU ARE A KID! DO KID THINGS YOU *insert curses* but we still love you” “OMG he is so cute. I want to kick him in the face"  


NO! He is not real. He can’t be real! Is he real? Oh, look at his feet *save in gallery* Oh look at his tummy *zooms in and giggles* Oh look -insert a weird body part- *takes a screenshot*. 


Namjoon just needs to say something for them to cry. Most of the time they don’t even know what he is saying but they are always like “That was SO deep just like YOUR DIMPLES WHERE I WANT TO JUMP IN, TAKE IT OFF AND NEVER GET OUT *sobs* Namjoon is such a genius”

By @mimibtsghost

I can see things in people’s eyes
most of them are hollow
under a thin coat of pride and judgement
or fear and anxiety
below the surface
filled with nothing but void

but you are a masterpiece
with a bare glance
I could see the kindess
a bit of hesitation
the truth
that you are here, in this moment, your body and your soul
with me
under the same stars
I dig deeper and deeper
but the last thing I see isn’t emptiness

it’s sadness
a lingering melancholy
at the very end
close to your soul
I can see the endless layers and dimensions of your mind

and I know that you have somebody
but I need to know
that does he see you?
is he with your body
or is he with your soul
because you are everything
you are my reality
and I want you to feel the same
even if it’s not towards me

because I know what it feels like
to wake up next to an empty shell

and never really getting the satisfaction
of being known inside and out
every thought
every fear
everything that moves you
everything that you love
of having your every scar and flaw exposed
and still being loved

your eyes are my epiphany

BTS Reaction | Slowing down during sex.

Request; during sex, they slow down/ pull you down and cradle you telling you how much they love you 

Kim Namjoon

Namjoon would find himself in awe as he watched you on top of him, realising just how much he missed being away from you while he was on tour. His touches would be gentle, guiding your hips to work in a slow sensual rhythm with his thrusts. 

Pulling you down he’d press his lips to yours.

“I love you Y/N” he murmured, smiling into the kiss

“I know I’m away a lot but I love you so much”

Kim Seokjin

Seokjin would shower you in affection, smothering in you in delicate kisses, hands caressing each curve of your body as if you were fragile in his hold. Halting your movements he’d flip both of you over so that he was the one on top. 

Slowly he’d ease himself back inside of you.

“Let’s take this slow princess” he’d murmur

“I want to show you how much I love you”

Min Yoongi

Yoongi would be thrusting up into you roughly when he decided to slow down his thrusts. Reaching his hand up he’d caress your cheek, being ever so gentle with you as he tugged you down so your forehead pressed against his own as he thrust into you deeply but still keeping a slow pace.

“Keep your eyes on me, baby, I wanna see your face” he’d urge when you closed your eyes in pleasure

“Fuck, I really don’t tell you I love you enough, I really love you Y/N”

Jung Hoseok

Hoseok wouldn’t be able to stop himself as he lifted up from the bed, wrapping his arms around your torso and pulling your body flush against his own. His deep and sensual thrusts would contrast from how both of you first started, blinded by lust.

His hand would cup your cheek “I love you Y/N”

“I don’t say it enough, but I do”

Park Jimin

Jimin’s eyes would be fixated on you, in awe of how your face would contort in pleasure with each of his thrusts. He’d soon flip you over so that he was on top of you, hand caressing your cheek as he realised just how much he had missed being away from you.

Thrusting into you slowly, he’d lean down and connecting his lips to your neck.

“Princess, tell me how much you love me”

“Because I really do love you, you know that?”

Kim Taehyung

Taehyung would let you take complete control while on top of him, usually, he would find himself getting carried away, thrusting up into you. However, this time he found himself getting lost in the way you would react to each kiss and each one of his little touches.

“You’re driving me insane, baby”

“I hope you know how much I love you”

Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook would be eager to have you on top of him, wanting to see all of you as he made love to you. Every little moan that fell from his lips aroused him even more and he found himself pulling you down so your forehead was pressed against his.

“You have no idea how much I love you Y/N” 

“I love you so fucking much”

Have you ever had someone lay their fingers along the spaces between your ribs and squeeze? Really find those fleshy bits between the bones and just curl into them? I have. The thing is, you can’t help your natural reflex in reaction to that strange, visceral, intrusive feeling. Your body knows, “hey, I don’t think I should be touched there!” and so it flails wildly, almost manically, to protect your most vital organs, even if there’s no real threat.

My wife loves the spaces between my ribs, but has kindly refrained from squeezing them since I’ve asked her to stop. Still. I’m a nervous person, and the guard just goes up sometimes – can’t help it.

The other night, we were laying in bed and cuddling, and I was about on the brink of passing out while baby lay curled over me. Her hand rested on my chest, her head lay nestled between my shoulder and my chin, and I was smelling her hair – a vague scent of shampoo, still a little wet from the shower. Everything felt warm and right and peaceful, but for the fact that (as exhausted as I was) baby was like a shaken up soda can of hyperactive lesbian. She was happily chatting away when her hand traveled a little lower, then circled around my side and her fingertips moved into those vulnerable little dips.

“Noooooooo,” I whined, and I yanked her hand away.

“But I can’t sleep!” She protested, laying her leg over mine and lifting her head to give me that wide-eyed, entreating look. “I won’t squeeze! I just want to count your ribs! It’s soothing.” I can never deny her anything when she gives me that look. (She has very long eyelashes and very blue eyes. It’s my kryptonite.)

So I let her hand go, cautiously, and relaxed a little bit. She teases and jokes, but she never lies to me, so I knew she’d at least stop herself from squeezing even though I know how much she loves it. She moved her hand back over to my rib cage and I took in a breath.

“You know,” I offered as her fingertips began to dance gently over each individual rib, “you could count sheep instead.”

And baby chuckled lowly, snuggling closer, warm and soft and sweet. And then she proceeded to say the most terrifying thing I’ve ever heard come out of her mouth, in a voice that sounded like it should have been wafting inexplicably down the halls of an abandoned building.

“There are no sheep here,” she whispered, “but there are plenty of your bones.”

And somehow that simple statement was more instinctively horrifying than the feeling of fingers in the spaces between your ribs. Turns out, it inspired the same reaction. I flailed, and she laughed and laughed and laughed until I was laughing too.

It took us both a while to go to sleep.

i. i think of all the people i thought i loved and i laugh. it’s a long list, and for a long time i thought there was something wrong with me for being the only one of my friends who had never fallen in love, never fallen so fucking hard that my bedroom floor had a hole shaped like my body.

ii. you laughed and i swear to god, seriously, i almost cried. it was beautiful. that’s not to say that it still isn’t, i’m sure it is, it’s just, i haven’t heard your voice in months and so, i can’t use present tense. i’m only fooling myself. i erase my call log frequently but, i can’t bring myself to erase the proof that you were once here.

iii. our love was held together by pepsi and walks by the lighthouse and caramel frappuccinos and rainy days and extra large packages of extra gum that had 35 sticks instead of 18. i think i dropped my heart in the water when you told me you were leaving. i think i left it there for safe keeping but, i can’t bring myself to get it back.

iv. we haven’t spoken in a little over a month but it feels like it’s been longer. i think you stopped caring when you knew you didn’t have to pretend anymore. i think your liberation from my mess of emotions was the only thing you got out of what we had.

v. it’s weird to think that there were people before you. i had my first kiss in the 8th grade and i thought i loved him. a little over a year later i thought i was in love again and a year later and a year later and then, i kissed you. i loved you. i think for a long time i tried to convince myself that i didn’t want to kiss you, and when i did, i knew i had been wrong from the start.

vi. i haven’t deleted our pictures. i know i said i would, i know i told my friends i have, i know i’ve told my mom i don’t miss you anymore and i know i go outside now and i smile at the sun, but i think that missing someone is harder than it looks. self help books tell you to use distractions and make plans and talk to your friends, but i’ve done exactly that for the past 8 months and my neck still has a bruise in the shape of your lips.

vii. it was raining the first time you kissed me. the storm almost blew us away but we held onto each other and you drank my coffee and i leaned on your shoulder and we watched the world fall down around us. i think when you’re 16 you feel so invincible that you try and walk right into the eye of a storm. that’s what i did that day. i came back, broken, mangled, torn apart, but i came back.

viii. the day you left, i cried. i know this isn’t a surprise, i think anyone who lost the person they built their world around would cry. it’s been 8 months, and i still don’t know what happened. if love is real, then so is closure, it has to be. i never got it. i don’t know how you managed to break a shattered thing, but you did.

ix. i still love you, please call me.

instagram accounts, sparknote version
  • dok2′s ig: look how rich i am and how often i perform
  • jay park’s ig: look how hot i am
  • gray’s ig: look how hot AND talented i am
  • christian yu’s ig: look how hot AND talented AND fun i am
  • hash swan’s ig: look how much i love dogs
  • changmo’s ig: UNDERGROUND ROCKSTAR
  • hanhae’s ig: look at me, your ideal boyfriend
  • hangzoo’s ig: FANXY. sexy.
  • young b’s ig: look how much i don’t give a fuck
  • agunu’s ig: *uploads a full body picture against a dark background*
  • wonjae’s ig: *doesn’t understand the concept of instagram and deletes all of his photos*
  • crush’s ig: look how much i love doyou and music
  • dean’s ig: (to him) look how unattractive i can be (to us) still hot
  • sik-k’s ig: *uploads another mv teaser photo/video*
  • junoflo’s ig: look how deep and artsy i am
  • olltii: look how funny and easygoing i am
  • punchnello’s ig: look how much i love cats and the color black
  • penomeco’s ig: Ha…
  • dpr live’s ig: ᴀʙᴄᴅᴇғɢʜɪᴊᴋʟᴍɴᴏᴘǫʀsᴛᴜᴠᴡxʏᴢ
  • simon d’s ig: 

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This is so angsty, but I hope you guys enjoy! Thank you to whoever requested. Keep spreading the love. xx - L

You overhear Harry talking badly about you at a party.

Warnings: angsty, light smut

Word Count: 1,728

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Steam (M)

WARNINGS: graphic smut, very angsty, vulgar words, riding, overstimulation, kitten kink, friends with benefits

genre: smut / angst

Summary: He had a tough day at work, and needs you to help him blow off some steam. But maybe being friends with benefits was never a good idea.

Originally posted by professional-fangirling

There was something off.

You couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was, but you knew there was something wrong. By the way Yoongi called you at an odd hour of the day, his voice laced with anger. You did your best to talk to him, and calm him down. But he just wasn’t budging. And you weren’t sure what happened.

You bit your lip, anticipating for him to walk through the door.

He abruptly hung up on you, muttering a loud ‘I’m coming over, wait for me’. You weren’t sure what he meant, or what he was going to do. But you knew it was going to be exciting.

This was how Yoongi was.

Whenever he had a stressful day, he went to you and blew off some steam. You didn’t mind, in fact, you enjoyed it. It proved that he saw you as someone he trusted.

Yoongi didn’t just have sex with anyone. He chose his partners very carefully, and you knew that. So when he first kissed you, you found it quite a surprise. But, over time, you both turned into friends with benefits. You said you wouldn’t catch feelings, and neither would he.

But time changes, right?

You never imagined yourself with someone like Yoongi. Someone so self-collected on the outside, but dying on the inside. You knew how much he was hurting himself over the small things, how much he stressed himself out just to make others happy. But, over time, he really started to grow on you.

You saw the small things in him. The way he would scratch the back of his ear when he got nervous. The way he would would scrunch his nose when he did something embarrassing. The way his laugh was cut into pieces, and only sometimes let out a sound.

Just thinking about him made your heart hurt.

Yoongi never imagined being with someone like you either. Someone so kind-hearted, and honest. He always thought he would end up with someone cold, just like him. But, instead, he found you. Someone so warm on the inside, and someone so beautiful that he swore it hurt his own heart when he saw you.

You saw things in him that no one else could, and that’s why he chose you out of everyone else. You understood him, even during his worst times. You got where he came from, and respected him as, not only an idol but also, a human being in general. You understood his passion for music, and you supported him through everything. You were there when he fell apart, or when he was stressing over small, or big, things.

He envied you.

On how you could be so understanding of everyone around you, and still keep yourself sane.

But one thing he didn’t know was that you were actually driving yourself towards the edge. You were suffering in more ways than one. You had no one to support you the way you support everyone else. Sure, you had Yoongi. But he was never around. But you knew how much music meant to him, so you painted a smile on your face. You couldn’t take away the one thing keeping him sane for your own selfish reasons.

You sat on your bed, letting out a sigh as the thought of Yoongi barging through the door filled your mind. As you still remembered how he felt against your skin. As you still knew just the exact way he smelt when he held you.

You weren’t sure you could do it anymore.

You couldn’t be friends with benefits with a man you were in love with.

You heard the door swing open, and your eyes shot open as you sat up in your bed. His eyes were dark, and he looked absolutely angered. But, even then, you still saw the beauty in him. You still saw a man you knew you loved.

You swore to yourself that this was it.

This would be the last time you would ever be with him, or even see him for that matter.

He ushered towards you, kissing you roughly as your back hit the bed. His hands were roaming over your body, lifting up his loose shirt that you were wearing that you found in your closet. He loved it when you wore his t-shirts, he thought you looked absolutely wonderful in them.

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If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever. If, however, your feelings have changed, I would have to tell you, you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love… I love… I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.

Not in Front of the Baby!

Originally posted by soothingheart

Older Steve Harrington (20s) x Reader

I got the idea from this prompt.

“Steve?” Y/N called through the apartment, pushing in the back to one of her earrings. She looked into the bedroom, but the only occupant was Gizmo the cat, who was stretched across the bed. The comforter-less, sheet-less, pillow-less bed. She sighed and continued her search. “Steve?” A yipping noise that could only come from one thing was quickly silenced before Y/N could tell where it was coming from.

Shhh, Scoot. She’ll hear us,” Steve’s hushed voice made Y/N’s eyes turn into slits. She slowly walked down the hall, passing the many pictures they took throughout the years that documented so any memories. A playful growl and a yip sounded from the living room giving their location away. When Y/N made it to the end of the hallway, she stopped dead in her tracks, jaw practically on the floor.

“Steve Harrington, what the hell are you doing?” A ruffling of sheets and blankets got closer and closer to Y/N until Steve’s head popped out of the opening to the massive pillow fort he apparently made in the living room in the time it took Y/N to shower and get dressed. He looked up at Y/N from his place on his hands and knees. Moments later, Scooter -their two year old beige French bulldog-, stuck his head out of the opening much like Steve did.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” He had a dumb grin on his face and his thick head of hair was a mess. He ran a hand through the top to tame it.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about, you goon,” Y/N ruffled his hair. Steve swatted at her and Scooter barked playfully. “We need to leave in half an hour and you are still in your pajamas,”

Babe,” Just with that one word, Y/N knew Steve was going to try and weasel his way out of the plans that he made.


I love you,”

“And I love you, but you’re still going!” Y/N turned around and walked back down the hallway to the bathroom to put her makeup on. Before she shut the door, she heard, “She wouldn’t’ve found us if you hadn’t been sassing back, little man. We’re gonna work on that,

“Steve, for the love of God, please get out of that fort! We’re supposed to meet Jonathan and Nancy for dinner! I don’t care if I have to drag your dead body behind me; You. Are. Going.”

“Counter-offer,” Steve started, once again sticking his head out of the fort with Scooter, but this time his hair was neatly done.



“We’re meeting them in ten minutes, Steve!”

“Just hear me out. You join me, we rule this pillow fort kingdom together with Scooter, watch Beetlejuice, and eat popcorn for dinner.” His eyes were wide, his brows raised, and he gave her a persuasive grin, trying to sell her on the idea. Y/N kneeled down to his level and gave him a sweet kiss on the lips.

“I would love to rule this pillow fort kingdom with you and Scoot,” Y/N tapped Steve’s cheek, “After we get back,” Steve sighed dramatically and dropped his head back with a groan.

“The restaurant is only a few blocks down. We’ll grab something to eat, have a few drinks, and we’ll be back to have plenty of fun in the fort,” Steve gasped, scandalized, and clasped his hands over Scooter’s pointy ears.

Not in front of the baby, Y/N!”

I actually really love this. I’m an idiot. God.