but it took me forever to get the damn sizing right

Kidneys? No. Baby!

Originally posted by stylesinthewild

*GIF NOT MINE*


News for Harry

Warnings: a little cheeky, but no smut


You laid in your bed sleeping soundly with a smile on your face next to your loving fiancé.


Harry was laying there rubbing your cheekbone softly with his thumb admiring your many qualities as you slept dreaming of him.


He couldn’t believe he was going to marry you in a couple of months and make you his forever


After remembering last nights events when you got home from girls night he couldn’t resist himself anymore and started peppering soft kisses, first on your forehead, your cheek, lips, this last one causing you to startle a bit in your sleep and he smirked kissing down your jaw, grabbing your hip softly and pulling you closer to him.


You moaned softly, when he started kissing your sweet spot on your neck “Harry” you moaned in your sleep


“Baby girl” he sung softly sucking softly starting to form a hickey on your neck


“Harry” you giggled and woke up, biting your lip “Babe you couldn’t wait until I woke up” you put your hand on his shoulder


“No lovely yeh looked so irresistible and innocent while sleeping” he bit and licked over your fresh hickey


You pulled away “I am innocent” you raised your eyebrows at him


“Mhmm sure babe and I’m Mick Jagger” he giggled


“Whatever Harry” you rolled your eyes playfully and traced your fingers over his tattoos “You’re so handsome H” you smiled and kissed his chest softly


Harry moaned softly and put two fingers on your chin, pulling your face towards him and he kissed you softly


You giggled in the kiss and kissed him back softly, running your fingers through his hair, tugging softly


All of a sudden during your makeout session you were straddling him and begun feeling sick “Babe” you tried to pull away, but he pulled you closer “Harry stop!”


He pulled away and sat up “What petal? Did I hurt you? Did I do something wrong” he grabbed your hands


You shook your head and put your hand over your mouth, running to the bathroom emptying your stomach of the contents it used to have


Harry rushed to your side and rubbed your back “Did you drink too much with the girls last night?”


You shook your head no “I didn’t drink at all” you groaned, throwing up again


“Oh petal I already know you drink everytime you have a girls night” he chuckled because he thought you were lying to him


This annoyed you and you wiped your mouth turning your head to him “No Harry I didn’t, you know why cause I can’t drink” you said annoyingly


“What do you mean you can’t drink anymore babes? Something with your kidneys?”


You rolled your eyes at his obliviousness “No baby” you sighed “I wanted to tell you in a different way than this, but Harry…” you closed your eyes, trying to figure out if you should tell him


“What baby?” he pouted


“I’m pregnant Harry” you looked at him


Shock took over his facial features and he was speechless


“H say something please” you pouted


“I’m going to be a dad?!” he smiled from ear to ear and gave you a huge hug


You giggled “Yes Harry and the best dad ever” you felt relief at how happy he was


“Oh my gosh Y/N now we can use the extra room and make it into a nursery” He giggled with excitement and pulled you in for a kiss


You pulled away “Gross Harry i need to brush my teeth” you groaned and stood up brushing your teeth


“Better than your morning breath” he joked and smacked your bum causing you to turn around and hit his chest playfully


“Ouch babe I’m just joking” he giggled


You noticed his stare lingering in the mirror and he was taking in your features again “Damn the thought of you being pregnant with our child for some reason really turns me on” he wrapped his arms around your waist, looking at you with lust filled eyes


“Hey calm down there tiger mama needs to cook breakfast little bean and I are hungry” you smiled and put a hand on your tummy, rubbing it softly


“Aw I love that little bean” he smiled widely and kissed your cheek


“Well that’s the size of our baby right now” you giggled


“Fine but before we eat I want to talk to little bean” he sat you down at the end of your bed and got on his knees, lifting your shirt and rubbing your tummy


“Hurry we’re so hungry” you whined over exaggeratingly


“Hi there little bean it’s your daddy. I’m so happy to have you. I promise to be the best daddy ever and let me tell you, that you have the prettiest and loveliest mama in this whole world. I can’t wait to finish my album and you and mama can be the first ones to here it. We love you so much and you treat mama well in there” he put your shirt back down and kisses your tummy and stood up “I love you baby” he leaned down and kissed you


“I love you too H” you kissed him back “Well over breakfast you can help me find a new wedding dress because I won’t be so skinny by the time of our wedding” you giggled


“Done deal love” he lead you downstairs holding your hand and made breakfast for him, you, and little bean


The rest of the day was spent looking at new dresses and cuddles with watching endless disney movies, while harry rubbed your tummy and talking about your plans with little bean


A/N: Okay this one definitely isn’t as well written as my first one! Ughhh! Hopefully the next one will be way better! Thank you all for the support on my last story it was more than I expected!! Again I can’t thank @all-the-love-harold for helping me get started! All the Love ❤️

anonymous asked:

H-hi if it's not t-too much to ask can I have the RFA + saeran and v reacting to an MC crying and calling herself fat because she can't fit into her jeans anymore because of her huge belly bump? Cause ya know hormones? Thx bb ^^

I might add Saeran and V later to this but after writing the RFA I’m wiped out haha! I wasn’t quite sure what kind of belly bump you meant? Like pregnancy or period bloating or regular bloating or stress induced weight-gain idk any number of reasons our bodies do weird shit to absolutely ruin our days so I didn’t specify lol hope that’s alright!~


◉ Yoosung 

  • He’s super flustered at first because he doesn’t really know how to react???
  • Knee-jerk reaction is to run for advice from his mom or sister 
  • Has his phone in his hand ready to dial, but he also doesn’t want to leave you alone 
  • So he shoves it back in his pants pocket  
  • Brings you tissues and sits next to you 
  • Rubs your back 
  • He just stays really quiet but is there for you and lets you cry it out 
  • Pulls your head into his chest a bit 
  • If you call yourself fat his brows are knitting together in that classic Yoosung Angry Face™ and he will scold you immediately 
    • Stop it. Don’t talk about the person I love like that. Not only does it hurt you…but it hurts me, too. You’re perfect any way you are. And that’s that.” 

◉ Jumin 

  • He easily keeps a cool head as soon as you burst into tears
  • But he holds your hand
    • Shh, calm yourself… Stop crying and then explain to me what the problem is.”
  • Once you explain to him about your pants, a small smile creeps on to his face 
  • Although he thinks its absolutely ridiculous, it’s still cute that you’re worried about something so trivial 
    • “Is that all?”he gingerly sweeps the hair from your face with a light chuckle. “It’s just pants. If it means that much to you, I’ll have them re-tailored. I’ll buy you a whole closet full of brand new pants that fit you perfectly, if that’s what you want.”
    • “It’s…not about the pants, Jumin.”
  • He’s a bit confused until you explain to him how you feel about your weight 
  • He kisses the hand he is holding before making you look in his eyes 
    • I don’t see that at all,” he says seriously. “Your appearance doesn’t concern me. I love everything about you. Now, and forever.” 

◉ Zen 

  • When he stumbled upon you crying, his mouth dropped 
  • *makes that little ???? sound like his confused emoji in the chat room*
  • Tries to…distract himself…from the fact that your pants are just barely over your thighs 
  • Cups your face in his hands and kisses you 
  • That’s basically a cure for anything in Zens eyes 
    • “Why are you crying?” he asks quietly when he sits down on the bed next to you 
  • It makes sense once you explain it to him 
  • He works with actresses and actors who are constantly worried about their appearance and weight 
  • And even he has to keep an eye on himself 
  • But it hit a particularly painful part of him to see the person he cherishes most crying over something like that 
    • “Screw these pants, then!” 
  • Zen rips them off of you and throws them out of the room 
  • Gets down on a knee in front of you as you sit on the edge of the bed, placing a hand to either side of your hips 
    • “That pair of pants doesn’t mean a damn thing. I know. I could take you out to a store right now and you’d be a different ‘size’ in every designer. I see people all the time, killing themselves over a dumb number on a tag. I love everything about you, and it has nothing to do with you being able to button those jeans.”

◉ Jaehee 

  • She could kind of relate 
  • However, it was hard for her to form words enough to comfort you when she saw you crying 
  • For a minute or so she just kinds stood there in the doorway, stoically watching you stare at the jeans 
    • “Ugly.” she finally spoke 
    • “What?” you looked up with a sniffle 
    • “Those jeans. They’re hideous,” she said matter of factly 
  • The random outburst made you actually laugh a bit
    • “Brunt as usual,” you smiled 
    • “In fact,” she leaned against the door frame, “I was hoping in the next day or so that I could toss them in the trash while you were at work and maybe you wouldn’t notice”
  • You both began to giggle quietly, and she smiled as you wiped your tears 
  • Glad she could say anything to ease your discomfort and remind you how much she doesn’t care about your jeans or looks 
    • “Well, what are you just sitting there for? Let’s go get some new clothes that actually flatter your beautiful frame. I’ll drive.” 

◉ Saeyoung 

  • This was surprising
    • Wha-?! What happened?!” 
  • He was walking in the hallway eating chips when he heard muffled cries from the bedroom 
  • He immediately took to your side 
  • For a while he just let you cry while he sat close 
  • He wanted badly to pull you in to him but he didn’t think that it was the right time 
  • He nodded and listened to you between sobs 
  • But when you called yourself fat he felt a stab in his heart 
  • You noticed a somber look on his face 
    • “Honestly…I’ve been having the same problem with myself…” he said sadly 
    • “W-what? Really? But…” you wiped your eyes to look at him 
    • “Ya,” he admitted. “I never cared about how much honey buddha chips I ate, but when I couldn’t fit into my pants the other day, I…”
    • “Hey!” you grabbed his hand, “how could you…I love you! You’re so perfect and-”
  • Saeyoung looked up with a cheeky grin 
    • “Hah!” he poked your cheek. “See? You love me enough either way. Well, it’s the same for you. Do you see now?” 
  • You slapped his arm lightly for messing with you but you couldn’t help but smile at the realization 
    • “No matter how big, small, old or wrinkly we get,” he continued after giving you a quick innocent kiss, “we are stuck with each other, okay?” he smiled 

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Sarge - Names (Drabble Series)

Bucky | Barnes | Buck | Sarge | Jamie | Soldat | Love | James | Epilogue

Character Pairing: Bucky x Female Reader

Summary: She calls Bucky by many different names. Each one portraying a different emotion, motive behind her words changing and telling with every utterance off her lips.

WC: 1341

A/N: Tags are now closed! This gets a little suggestive, but not smutty.

Originally posted by mylastlove-mylastsong

He knew he was in for it whenever she called him Sarge. It slipped out her lips when she was feeling flirty and coy, yet she hardly ever used it subtly.  He loved every second of it. There was no way he could ever escape her charm, especially not when that nickname was whispered in his ear.

They weren’t even a couple the first time she used it. After months of flirty banter, deep conversations, and lingering glances; it was clear there was something between the two of them. Not that either of them was doing anything about it.

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what to do when you have a crush on your best friend 

[peter parker x reader]

author’s note: watched homecoming last night and i loved everything about it. this took a while to write because i kept getting distracted, and that title is whatever because i literally couldn’t think of anything else lolol

word count: 2,369

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Fluffy One Shots

Fics to make you smile

Sorted by length, will be updated as I find more fics

❤ For Effort - When Harry Styles lets his team down during gym class, resulting everyone having to run laps, he expects the worst. But the backlash never comes.Harry’s crush, Louis Tomlinson, may or may not have something to do with that. (one shot, 2k)

Whisk You Away - “Okay, so you met your high school crush, Harry Stills–” “Styles.” “Not for long,” Niall said in a sing-song tone, and Louis threw a chip at his face. It landed on top of his head. Niall grabbed it and put it in his mouth. “Anyway, so he is getting married tomorrow and invites you to help him bake a cake.” “Mhmm.” “And you accept. You can’t bake. And you can’t even make pancakes…Bravo.” Or…Louis is quick at assuming the worst, only for the best thing to happen.  (one shot, 2k)

The Weirdest Bloody Ice Cream Shop - Harry made eye contact with Lou and noticed his eyes were very blue. “Well…” Harry started. “Because you have the same name as this shop. It’s a shop rule that everyone named Lou gets free fro-yo.” Lou’s lips turned up very slightly at each end. He was rather pretty when he wasn’t yelling at Harry. “Neat rule,” Lou said. “Too bad my name is Louis.” And with that Louis (not Lou) shoved a £10 note in the tip jar and walked out of Lou’s Frozen Yoghurt with his probable sister. Probably forever. Harry sighed and looked at his watch. He had two hours left before he could close up, and, as it would turn out, he thought about the cute, angry boy named Louis for most of them. OR the frozen yoghurt au in which harry accidentally accuses louis of wanting to date a 5 year old and louis keeps calling frozen yoghurt ice cream (one shot, 3k)

Crush on My Croissant - Every morning at 6:50am the most attractive man in the world walks into Harry’s bakery and orders a chocolate croissant. What happens when Harry finally decides it’s time to take things to the next level? (one shot, 3k, part of a small series)

took my heart upon a one way trip - in which, louis needs help with a poetry assignment and harry can’t stop staring at the pretty boy who walked into his bookshop. the other three are in there too. (one shot, 4k)

Only Reason - “We are so lucky to have with us one of the leading experts on beekeeping in the modern age, Dr. Louis Draper.”
No. No, no, no…
“I know I speak for many of us when I say that this man’s books have guided our practice, or helped us get started,” Harry continued, and Louis watched as the crowd nodded their heads in agreement.
Oh shit. No. What? No.
But then Harry was gesturing towards him, saying “Dr. Draper?” into the microphone, the crowd was applauding, and Louis found himself walking up the stairs to the stage. Or, Louis is most definitely smitten with Harry from the second he sees him, but he is also most definitely not the world’s foremost expert on beekeeping. He decides to roll with it anyway
.  (one shot, 5k)

I made a map of your stars - Harry does not have a crush on Louis Tomlinson. Yes, Louis is very pretty and funny, and Harry may have had more than a few inappropriate thoughts about him, but he certainly doesn’t like him. (Except for the fact that he totally does.)

or, Harry is the shy boy in the back of the class that no one really notices. Louis is the loud, outgoing football player that everybody likes.
 (one shot, 5k)

you make my whole world feel right when it’s wrong - “Curly?” Louis says, stepping into Harry’s sight. “You okay?”
Harry looks up from where he has two things in his hands, a thick winter coat sized for a newborn, and a sweatshirt fitting a grown man such as himself. He looks up at Louis, stricken, and holds them out for him to see. “They’re the same price,” he says. “They’re both forty dollars! Forty dollars for such little material.” (or, Harry is pregnant and stops at the mall to buy cheap baby clothes. Louis has extra money from working a long shift, and he can’t think of a better way to spend it than on him.)  
(one shot, 6k)

come on, jump out at me - Harry is a witch from a long line of power, an ancient line that’s one of the strongest left alive in their hemisphere. He can cast spells without a word if need be, fly on a broomstick, and has a black cat (a kitten, really) named Felix that is his animal familiar. He can shape galaxies in his cupped hands and can destroy them just as easily. He can choose exactly how to use his power, for encouragement and support, or for more nefarious causes if he wishes to. And as fate would have it, he’s scared of haunted houses. (Harry is a witch who carries around a stuffed pumpkin, Louis is a vampire with too much time on his hands, and their best mates Zayn & Niall aren’t exactly what they seem…)  (one shot, 7k, part of a continuing and very good series )

Worth a Thousand Words - “Look, I’m learning some new stuff!” My name is Louis. My favorite color is green. I like movies. Do you know sign language?Harry huffed grumpily. Why are you learning sign language? “Because, I want to be able to talk to you.” Louis looked small, gripping tightly at the steering wheel. Why?    You’re my friend. Louis signed shakily, having to try it a few times before getting it right. And well, Harry just snapped. We’re not friends. I don’t know what makes you think that we’re okay but we’re not. You stopped being my friend once you found out that I went deaf. I don’t know if this is your way of ‘making up for it’ or if you think that hanging out with the deaf guy and learning a bit of sign language is your ‘kind deed’ to the world but I don’t want to be your charity case and I don’t want to be your friend.
or Harry went deaf at 5 years old and Louis just wants the chance be heard. (one shot, 7k, bit of angst but mostly fluff)

Tentatively - The whole university was anxiously waiting for the final weeks of the semester to wrap up, the taste of the summer already hanging sweetly and tempting in the air. Harry was right there in the thick of it all, getting distracted by the very same feline-born he had been crushing on ever since the beginning of uni. Harry had absolutely no plans to ever approach the boy. Ever.
But clearly the Universe (or the boy) wasn’t a fan of Harry having any control over his own damn life. -Or, Louis is a feline-born, and Harry’s big dumb crush on him is so massive he doesn’t know what to do with himself.
(one shot, 8k)

Love Is a Kitten from Hell - Louis Tomlinson passes himself off as an arrogant prick at his new school to hide the fact that he’s terrified of being bullied again. Just when he’s getting tired of putting up walls, he finds himself in a local pet shop where he finds a sanctuary playing with the kittens in the front window. Harry Styles is the popular football player who works at the pet shop, secretly watching the boy he thought was utterly unlikable prove him wrong. Partnered together for a class project, Harry gets more and more hints that Louis is actually someone worth getting to know. But the real question is, will Louis let Harry in? (one shot, 8k)

When the Lion Met the Fawn - Maybe lions are meant to hunt fawns, but in this case was the fawn who hunted the lion. (Or the one where Louis Tomlinson is a natural fighter without a fight and Harry Styles is a fawn hybrid too scared to stay but even more scared to run away. He gives Louis a reason to fight for)  (one shot, 9k)

but he can’t be what you need (if he’s eighteen) - “I need you to do something for me.” Harry said, pinching his bottom lip between his thumb and forefinger. “It seems like you’re asking me to kill for you, H.” Louis laughed nervously. “It’s nothing that drastic, I promise. It’s just. I don’t think it’s a secret that I’m not a.. normal eighteen year old.” Louis furrowed his eyebrows at that, narrowing his eyes at the younger boy. “Are people giving you a hard time?” Louis wondered. Harry shifted in his seat and brushed some of his fringe off his forehead. “Yeah, that’s. That’s kind of what I wanted to talk to you about.” Harry swallowed nervously. He could feel the sweat pooling at his hairline so he wiped it with the sleeve of his sweater. “I need you to uhm, pretend to be my boyfriend.” or the one where harry is sick of getting bullied and casts louis as the hot punk boyfriend to scare them away. louis needs harry to return the favor. punk!louis and flowerchild!harry (one shot, 10k)

set alight my veins - If Liam really thinks it’s funny to send him on a surprise date with a tattooed, leather wearing punk then Harry’s going to have words with him later. When he’s managed to stop staring at the guy across from him.-Harry’s quiet and shy and does all his homework. Louis drives motorbikes and never turns up to school. Their respective friends think they’d be a cute couple. (one shot, 11k)

Hold My Heart - “Excuse me, mate, I’m the window seat here.” The voice was soft, apologetic, and accented in something a bit unfamiliar — northern England, maybe, Harry thought. “Oh,” Harry jumped to his feet and moved aside, “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you standing there.” The other man laughed as he swung a bag into the overhead compartment and slid into the seat. “You were well caught up in that book, mate. What are you reading?” Harry paused, wondering how to explain the fact that he was reading an epic and x-rated romance that was the story of a relationship between a prince and the man he’d enslaved. “Oh, you know, just some fiction my sister recommended.” He turned to look at the man and froze.Sitting next to him was Louis Tomlinson.*** Or, the one where famous Louis Tomlinson offers his hand and a lot more to his seat mate on a transatlantic flight. (one shot, 14k)

The Edge of the Stars - Louis laughed. “You think you can convince some random guy to want to go out with me?” “Oh baby,” Jay chuckled. “I can convince all of the UK to want to go out with you.” Or, a Meet the Parents AU where Harry is the man of Louis’ dreams, and it’s up to Jay to convince him to date her son. (one shot, 16k)

the love is ours to make (so we should make it) - “I’m.. Harry. I nanny? For Ernest and Doris?” Harry responded. “A nanny? How old even are you? You look twelve.” Louis remarked. Something caught Louis’ eye, and a closer look revealed that Harry had a coat of pink nail polish on his fingers. “Nineteen. I’m nineteen.” Harry replied. “Right. Nineteen, wears pink, flower crowns and paints his nails. Who the actual fuck did my mum hire?” or the one where louis takes some time off from life to return home, only to be met with a strange boy in pink and a flowercrown as the nanny of his siblings.  (one shot, 19k, some sad parts but still really cute)

Heart Without A Home - Louis is staying at the shelter when a late entry pulls at his conscience and he decides to share his precious bed with the mysterious Harry. The pair somehow find an instant bond but Louis can’t help but feel Harry is hiding something…Featuring Zayn as a chef, Perrie as the shelter manager and Liam as a helper- and Louis’ best mate.  (one shot, 20k, this is kind of angsty but it still made me smile)

Away With The Fairies - Harry liked pretty things. Mostly the ornate flowers that grew around him, the trees majestically climbing towards the sky, sometimes the little colourful birds that flitted around in the branches of those trees. Harry’s wings themselves were considered beautiful, big butterfly-like shaped things glistening pink in the light but white underneath, almost translucent. He fluttered them behind him, feeling the breeze brushing off them. He was high up where he could see the most, studiously watching the human life on the ground below. He shouldn’t be here of course, he was beyond the borders of the part of the forest where his kind lived, but he couldn’t help it. Because Harry had found the prettiest thing of all. (one shot, 22k, you should read everything by this author)

faith, trust and pixie dust (and a little bit of something else too)** - “Are you seriously apologizing for taking out a bullet that was lodged in my shoulder and saving my life?” he asks slowly. “Y—yes?” the boy looks unsure of himself now. “Marry me—” For once, the boy isn’t the only one blushing and Louis silently curses Earthen terminology for making its way into his vocabulary. Taking a deep breath to regain his composure, he coughs out, “I mean thanks. That was very nice of you…?” “Harry,” the boy fills in quietly, flashing Louis a tentative smile. Louis thinks it suits him well and he mouths the name to himself, liking the way it rolls off his tongue. He watches as Harry hesitates before asking his own question, albeit doubtfully. “And you’re—you’re P—Peter Pan, right?” Or, the one in which Louis is a punk Peter Pan and Harry is an insecure flower child.  (one shot, 27k, quite a bit of angst but Harry’s character was too cute for me to not include)

with your love we could breathe underwater - Harry’s brow furrows, a look of confusion spreading over his face. “But I am real. I exist, see,” he says, raising a hand out of the water and wiggling his fingers at Louis. Louis finds himself relaxing a bit. Harry seems harmless really. And he’s quite cute, for something that’s not supposed to exist. If Louis is indeed having a hallucination right now, at least it’s a cute one. AU where Harry is a mermaid, Louis is a human, and they both discover a lot more than they anticipated. (one shot, 28k)

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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Roadside Dreams (M)

word count: 4.8k

genre: the fluffiest fluff i could manage + smut ; tv host! hoseok + hoseok can build stuff idk what the title it would be

pairing: reader/wonho

summary: hoseok is a host for a show that renovates old school buses into dream vans/rvs. you’ve brought him a project and over time, you’ve developed a crush for the charismatic man, wanting to take him along for the long ride you’ve dreamt up; as does he, you come to learn.

dedicated to: my wife @honeyheonie bc she deserves some tooth-rotting wonho fluff. also one word to you mi amor: diddle

a/n: this is based off an actual tv show that i literally saw half of an episode of with my mom and i instantly thought of this prompt and just had to write it

music: all of seventeen’s love & letter album 

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Into The Woods (Grayson)

** REQUESTED ** 

⚤ - CONTAINS SMUT 

“Are we almost there?“ Grayson groaned in the passenger seat beside you, tilting his head to rest against the glass window of your Jeep Wrangler.

"Five more minutes.” You huffed, gripping the steering wheel a little harder than normal. You hated overly long drives as much as the next person but a whiny boyfriend didn’t make it any better. It was no secret that Grayson was almost incapable of sitting still for more than five minutes at a time so you could imagine one’s frustration during a five hour long car ride.

“I’m sorry.” Grayson sighed, slumping back in his seat. He sensed your frustration. “I just wanna get out of this car.”

You nodded in agreement as you approached a long, snowy, dirt road leading to the cabin tucked away in the woods. You were thankful for your grandma loaning you the place for the week even if it wasn’t anything fancy. It was cute and quaint but that was as far as it went. It was certainly not as nice as the Dolan cabin in Colorado but unfortunately it was being renovated so you would have to settle.

“I think we’ll have fun. You know…“ A smile played at his lips when you caught what he was throwing. "It’s nice that it’s just us this weekend. No Ethan.”

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It’s Our Anniversary

Originally posted by minyoongiaesthetic

Artist/Person : Min Yoongi/Agust D

Group/Crew : BTS

Genre : Fluff

Word Count : 1986

Request :  Can I ask for some super fluffy fluff with Yoongi or Namjoon? (You choose) Maybe make it medium sized or long? (If that’s okay) tysm💓


My gaze was focused on his hunched form, a smile on my lips as I watched his head bob to the music playing through the headphones that covered his ears. Slowly, I stood from my seat on the dark couch and crossed the studio to where he sat. Draping my arms over him, resting them on his chest, I buried my face in the crook of his neck and placed a soft kiss on it. He paused the current track, slipping his headphones off with a chuckle. “Yes, baby girl?” Yoongi muttered, looking over his shoulder and chuckling at my puckered lips. Turning a bit more, he connected our lips, for a moment, in a chaste kiss.

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Imperfect Pt. 4 [Batsis]

@kpkarlee @jadedhillon @dc-comics-imagines @cleopatra-isis @wtfisachoncexx @holywinchesterness @thestarsintheknight

A/N: THIS TOO FOREVER but I tried. I think I’ll focus on each brother individually… I hope this is okay…

Pairing: Brother!Jason x Reader

Warnings: Swearing?

Word Count: 1329

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

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A gunshot ripped the silence of the night, signalling Jason that there was another attack. He hurried to the location, thinking it was another attempted murder. There were too many around these areas, he hated it.

Landing swiftly in the dark alleyway–really? Could this idiot get more cliche than this?–he surveyed the area, looking for the shooter. However, he found none except some bullet holes and signs of struggle.

There was a sign of movement, just a mere change in the shades of black on the ground, but a trained vigilante like him noticed. With his guns in his hands, he slowly walked deeper into the alleyway. He kept his eyes trained on the waste disposal, knowing in his gut that there was someone behind there.

He anticipated a retaliation, but what he didn’t expect was how skilled the assailant was. She came at him at a speed that rivaled the Flash’s, kicking him in the head and knocking him down. In seconds, he was on the concrete, staring at the barrel of a gun with her on top of him.

Jason glared at his attacker, but when he saw her face, the glare turned into a look of surprise for he knew that face. It was the face of his little sister, [F/N] Wayne.

Her brows were furrowed and fire burned in her eyes. She was panting heavily, sweat glistening against her skin as she studied him with those intense [E/C] orbs of hers, ones that were unfamiliar to him. He was so used to seeing them clouded with lust and alcohol, or youthful glee. This predatory gaze was something else, someone else.

However, the fire gradually died down into merely an ember. [F/N] visibly relaxed and removed the gun from his face. She murmured, “Oh… it’s just you.”

She got off Jason and and offered a hand to help him up. Instead of taking that hand, he focused on the red stain on her abdomen. “What the fuck happened to you?” He demanded, helping himself up.

She gave him a strange look, as if not realizing she had a gaping wound. She followed his eyes and mumbled a small ‘oh’ when she saw what he was staring at.

“Come on, we’re getting you home.” With that, Jason roughly took her hand and began dragging her out of the damn alleyway, not realizing that he was still in his Red Hood gear and she shouldn’t be able to recognize him. He wasn’t questioning why she was out there in the first place, where she learned how to take down a grown man twice her size or why she got a gun, he was too concerned about her safety. He may not like her presence now, but she was still her sister. She was family, and no matter how insufferable or revolting she was, she never really did anything wrong.

“Jason, I’m fine, really.” She protested, slipping her hand out of his grip with ease, as if she had done it a million times.

Jason spun around and glared daggers at her, his helmet making the look even more intimidating. “No you are not [F/N], and you know it. You’re going to get yourself killed!”

His sister stood still, staring at him in confusion. “With that tone and voice, it almost sounds like you care about me.”

“Well, that’s because I do.” He snapped, not in the mood for her sass. “No matter how irritating, how stupid or how disappointing you are, you’re still my sister, and I will not let you bleed to death.”

That must’ve gotten through to her, because Jason found that she didn’t struggle when he took her hand. They walked through the empty street in silence. If anyone bothered to look out the window, they would be greeted with a strange sight indeed, but the world was asleep. As for the cameras, Tim would take care of that.

“You do realize you’re still in your gear, right?” [F/N] finally spoke up.

Shit.” Jason groaned and pulled his sister to the side, looking around to see if someone saw. [F/N] chuckled in amusement, but winced because the movement caused her pain.

“Don’t worry, no one saw. This street is practically a ghost town,” her face grew serious, “it’s why those assholes chose this place.”

“Assholes?” Jason shook his head, clearing it before thinking over about what occurred. After realizing things that should’ve been realized a while ago, the questions began. “Wait–how did you–since when did–does the others know?”

“Known all along, didn’t say anything.” She patted his shoulder. “I’m smarter than I seem, you know.” Jason opened his mouth to voice his other questions, but when he saw how her hand moved to cover her wound, he thought against it. The explanations could wait, [F/N]’s life was at risk.

“You know what, let’s get you fixed up first.”


Jason sat beside the bed [F/N] laid in, studying her carefully, trying to decipher the puzzle she created. Apparently her wound wasn’t fatal, but she did lose a lot of blood, which was why she was asleep at the moment.

When he questioned Bruce, the older man explained everything to him, startling him greatly. It was difficult to see [F/N] as someone different but then again, she was part of this crazy family.

He felt guilty for being so harsh on her, but truthfully he was only harsh because he cared too much.

He recalled a time when they used to be close. It was before his death; she always sneaked into his room when she had bad dreams. She followed him everywhere and mimicked everything he do, wanting to be ‘as cool as her big brother’ as she worded it.

It was only after he came back did he see how much she changed. He hated the person she became, but more than anything he hated the fact that Bruce didn’t stop this. He didn’t realize it was all an act.

“You gonna keep staring at me like that?” [F/N] questioned, opening her eyes.

“How did you know?” Jason asked, surprised she was able to tell.

She sat up and shrugged. “I just do, I guess. It’s a feeling that I get.”

Jason nodded understandingly. Years of training did that to people.

“They told you?” She inquired.

“They told me.”

“And you’re not angry?”

Jason shook his head. “I’m impressed, but I am angry you didn’t tell me. Thought we were best buds kid.”

“Didn’t want to–”

“–involve me, yeah I heard all that from Bruce.” Jason waved a dismissive hand. “Still insulted.”

[F/N] laughed. “Of course you are.” She then glanced down at her hands, as if ashamed about something. “But I’m sorry, for lying to you.”

Jason’s eyes softened immediately. She was guilty for doing the exact same thing they did, he had no right to be upset. None of them did. “To be fair we did it too. You have nothing to be sorry for. If anything, I’m the one who should be apologizing for being an ass.”

A few tears escaped her eyes and she quickly wiped them away.

“Why are you crying?” Jason asked frantically, scared he did something wrong.

“N-No, I’m just happy.” She explained with a smile that reminded him of her younger self, the little sister he always knew, the one he loved, and still do. “Back then when you found me, I was so surprised you were so worried. I didn’t think…” she laughed, shaking her head as if amused by her own stupidity, “but you cared so much, it really touched me.”

She gave him the brightest, most genuine smile he had ever seen appear on her face in years, and that’s when Jason truly knew that his little sister never changed. She was still the same girl that sneaked into his room all those years ago when she had those bad dreams.

SugarDaddy!Cal Pt. 4

nA/N: Hey, lovebugs! I just wanna thank you all for the feedback and hope you enjoy part four. Remember, 100 notes for the next chapter and make sure you drop feedback in my inbox. This ones a bit longer since some requested for it to be, so i hope you guys like it.

**Warning**: Smut(a blowjob to be specific)


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“No, you didn’t!”  Connor yelled as you told him about the details of your day. Felix on the other hand was laughing so hard he turned red and was curled up on the floor.

“What’s so funny?” You laughed along with them, taking a sip of Felix’s famous martinis. Living next door to a bartender that also happened to be your close friend pays off.

“You made him cum his pants on the third date, how lovely.” Felix laughed.“ I’m just surprised you’re even going through with this whole ordeal.”

“I am too. I don’t know what happened today, I felt so…” you trailed as you tried to find the right words to describe what you felt in that moment.

“Dominant and sexy?” Connor smirked as he took a sip of his own drink.

“Yeah…”

“Trust me, I know. I’ve loved the feeling from the first time and still do four years later.”

This caused you to widen your eyes in shock as Felix’s face flushed red. You shifted your eyes from him to Connor who still held a smug look on his face and back to Felix once again.

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princess-of-luxury  asked:

Omgggggggggg hey bae can you please do a best friend thing with Christian Yu like you did for joonie 😎😎😎 please and thank you 😘😘

Sorry it’s been forever. But I’m finally doing this.. A year later lmfao. And I don’t remember for the life of me exactly how the Namjoon one went so this is close to it, just with knew ideas. I hope you like it<3 

Friendly Competition(AMBW):

“Get your damn hand off my face!” You cried out trying to squirm from behind the large hand that was covering both of your eyes. 

“That’s what you get for trying to cheat.” Christian replied calmly as he lifted his hand from your eyes going back to gripping his controller with both hands. He looked ahead at the screen laughing to himself while you fumed out beside him against the floor. 

It was a typical day between you two when he did actually come over. You would watch movies together and cuddle, or you would play video games until one person lost and had to buy the other food. It had been some time since you saw him but now he was here, and you planned on kicking his ass in every game possible until he brought more food. It was harder now that he was promoting himself now trying to get out there to get a job. But you had to remind yourself he was trying and that was better than nothing. 

“Shut up, I’m better without trying to cheat- I’m better than you at a lot of things actually.” You said pretty haughtily sticking your nose in the air, as if you had said something that blew his mind. 

“Oh really now?” He asked you with a smirk never taking his eyes off the screen. You should’ve knew then this was going to go south but you weren’t one to loose. Especially when the competition was against him.

“Yes really!” You shouted crashing your car into his, it caused him to furrow his eyebrows and growl at you, but he only spared you a quick glance before going back to his controller and the TV screen. 

“Please elaborate more and tell me any times I’ve ever lost against you.” He was curious and teasing all at the same time, you could tell by the tone in his voice. Sitting up some, your shorts bunched around the insides of your thighs as you quickly pressed your thumbs down on the buttons to steer the car into one more lap. 

“Ok-ok there was that time in summer camp I beat you swimming to the pole and back!” You cheered nodding your head as you thought of old stuff. 

“That didn’t count I got a cramp AND you once again cheated by splashing water in my face.” He countered rolling his eyes. 

“Alright, what about a month ago when I ate my ice cream faster than you because you got a brain freeze?” You questioned growing agitated with the male. 

 “I was trying to impress the curly haired waitress you know that. Besides I beat you eating all the meat. You couldn’t even fit it in your mouth.” He smirked winking. It caused a dark glower to dust your brown cheeks as you glared at him. 

“Bragging about having a big mouth?”

“No more like proving a fucking point. Don’t get mad and take your eyes off the road princess. Not my fault you can’t swallow.” He said with a dark chuckle laughing as your car hit the wall and staggered into on coming traffic. 

Quickly your eyes darted back to the screen as you got offended by him just running your mouth at this point. “Shut the fuck up you don’t know what I can and can’t do.”

“Oh really says the girl who told me one guy called you back because you kept choking on his dick because your gag reflexes hadn’t kicked in yet. But lucky for you he liked that shit. Didn’t you say your makeup also got ruined you cute little button?” He asked using one hand to squish your cheeks together with his index finger and thumb cupping it so hard you winced jerking back as he blew a mock kiss chanting because he was close to the finish line. 

“I have gotten better! And you were never supposed to repeat that Christian! It doesn’t matter, you talk so much shit but yet who was the one who first ever turned you on in the matter of minutes huh? Who was the girl who took your kiss and got your little dick all hard-”

“LITTLE?! LITTLE! You’re funny!” He roared pausing the game turning his body halfway to face you. “Alright, let’s go there then princess. Who was the fucking one grinding against my ‘little’ dick like her life depended on it? Who was the one that I got to scream out daddy before I even hit the official age of twenty one huh? i got your pussy wet just by a couple of words I didn’t even have to touch you.” He growled glaring at you clearly offended by how you shut down the size of his dick. 

“Look whose offended now.” You said simply shrugging as you looked back at the screen about to press play. You wouldn’t tell him he was wrong, because he wasn’t and you remembered everything about that day, sometimes wishing that day would happen again. So much had changed over the course of three years and he looked better now than he ever did. Your fingers were moving to press the play button before he grabbed your hand again yanking your remote control from you.

“Then how about a little game now? You’re so set on beating me and since we are best friends we can do anything right?” He asked with a glimmer of mischief in his eyes, his hand reaching up to comb a string of hair behind your ear. 

“Yeah, sure Christian whatever you want.” You were getting fed up and honestly anything to shut him up worked with you.

“Handjobs.” He said simply. 

“Excuse me?!” You practically shouted watching him. 

“Hand… Jobs. Like you know using your hand on private parts? Things you do to get off?”

“Christian I know what the fuck a hand job is, but really out of all things?” You asked him shifting in your spot, because damn that thought got you worked up.

“Are you scared? Come on, I know you’re attracted to me. And I’m still attracted to you. This way we can fuck around see if we like it or want to stay friends. No harm no foul right?” He asked kissing your nose. 

“Fine.” The answer came out quicker than you would like but it didn’t change the fact that you wanted it, and your body wanted it bad. You were more than sure your panties were ruined at the moment. 

“Good. This is how it works. We can kiss. We can use hands. That’s it. Loser has to do what the other says without protest.” Christian said simply shrugging. “Are you ready?” He asked scooting closer to you, and you were so nervous you wanted to scoot back but instead you stayed in place and nodded your head.

“Aright.” He said gently, his hand coming up to pull you even closer to his body with his fingers on the waist band of your shorts. Your leg lifted up so that you could place your feet against the floor a position you always sat in when playing your game. He leaned forward to brush his lips against yours igniting a kiss between the two of you.

His lips were so soft like you imagined, and much more plump to kiss. His mouth seemed to mold against yours in a perfect way. His hand lifted up to rub down between the valley of your breast and down your stomach until he was pushing his hand inside the confines of your panties smirking against your lips when he rubbed your wet folds. “I fucking knew it.”

His husky voice came out a bit deeper, he wasted no time rubbing two of his fingers against your clit, his eyes watching you with burning desire. Soft moans echoed throughout the large front room, while your hand made its way to unzip down his zipper on his pants and shove your hand in his boxers to grip as his hardening flesh. He gave a tiny hiss and a smirk was now on your face as you watched him. 

“Why are you smirking?” He asked rubbing harder and faster, the slick wet sounds of his fingers pressing against you starting to produce while you panted and slightly squirmed matching his pace. “Kitten likes that doesn’t she?” He asked leaning down to bite on your earlobe sucking on it with his teeth. 

“Y.. Yes daddy.” You said shakily feeling your hips tremble and buck against his hand.

“Good girl.” He purred out using his same two lubed up fingers from your juices to slip inside of your pussy. He groaned at the tight warmth wrapping around his digits starting out slow he let you adjust, but the pure want and lust written on your face almost made him take you right then and there. 

“Fuck-” You started but couldn’t finish. It felt better than your own tiny fingers rubbing hard as you thought of that man. He had you gone, and you knew the game was already over the moment he touched you. Curving his fingers he started to thrust them in and out of you at a slow pace, his eyes trailing down to your hardening nipples that were showing through your shirt. He used his fingers to go faster pressing them every way he could trying to find your spot. 

“See baby.. You should’ve been careful telling daddy all you liked.” He said, his own hips snapping against your hand. You did good to keep up his pace matching him, your thumb gliding over the tip of his slit playing with it smearing the precum on the head of his shaft as he finger fucked you. 

“I don’t even care about the game- Barom fuck me!” You whined slightly grinding your hips against his hand in a needy manner. Your head hung back as your stomach tightened, his pace becoming faster as he would scissor you and stretch you out. 

“Do you want it?” He asked knowing the answer. The nod of your head wasn’t enough.

“Say it. Say I won. Say you want daddy Yu. Say his dick isn’t small.” He pouted playfully letting his fingers press against your spot as his thumb rubbed your clit. And those were the words you repeated not even arguing with what he wanted. 

It took him mere seconds to have your shorts and panties thrown off and to the side of your boxers, while he hastened to pull out his dick from the rest of his clothes not even taking them off fully. One hand held onto your hips guiding you down as the other gripped at the base of his shaft. 

He moved your shirt up a bit so that you both could see him when he finally stretched you out for the first time. Your head rolled back eyes closed and lips parted as a content moan left your lips. A grunt of pleasure ripping from his throat as he pushed himself inside of you deep. Your hands moved to his shoulders, holding onto him you started to bounce yourself up and down letting him stretch you out more. He gripped your hips with both of his hands slamming you down onto his dick over and over again. 

His feet planted into the floor as he pushed up into you, hands going down to grip at both of your ass cheeks instead where he would pull the cheeks apart and slap your ass only to bounce you harder and faster on his dick. The wet sounds could be heard mixed in with your cries for him to go faster or fuck you deeper. Your juices trailed from your pussy down to his jeans that he still hand on and some making it to his balls, the wet feeling causing him to groan. He leaned up to kiss you again shoving his tongue in your mouth while you both kissed fighting for dominance. 

The rough fucking felt good and you knew your ass would be sore as soon as this was all over. He continued to slam you down, gripping so hard his nails dug into your ass cheeks over and over again. 

“I’m close!” You warned out panting when he broke the kiss. 

“Cum for daddy.” He grinned lazily, his dark hair sticking to his face as one of his hands moved to rub your clit giving you extra stimulation. Nodding you keep your eyes on him until your walls were clamping around his dick and you were cumming on his shaft crying out his name. After a few more thrusts and making sure he fucked you thoroughly he released inside of you holding you close and slowing down to ride out your orgasms. His hands wrapped around you as he held you to his chest. 

“Well.” He stated after sometime. “What do you have to say?”

“Be mine firstly. And secondly, loosing never felt so good until today.”

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Hope it didn’t suck too bad love <3 

“I Can’t Help Fallin’ In Love”

Request: Hey love :) I hope I can give you an idea for an imagine. You and buck live together in his Apartment in Bucharest and you’re really happy but he feels bad one day cause he can’t give you a better live. Then later that day you prepare something romantic and you cuddle together while you reassure him how much you love him and that you wouldn’t want another life. Sooo he feels better and you even share a Little make-out session but it’s mostly cuddling that night and just fluff? :)

Warnings: angst, then fluff, drunk driving situation

Word Count: 1877

A/N: one of four requests! hopefully this is what you wanted! i might have veered a little. i will work on the other ones this week! if you wanna be on my taglist shoot me an ask! please leave feedback. dont drive when youve been drinking. the title comes from “I Cant Help Falling In Love With You” originally by Elvis but my favorite version is by Haley Reinhart


Originally posted by v-writings

She moved to Bucharest after she lost everything. She needed a fresh start. Y/N never knew that fresh start would involve falling in love with a kind-hearted ex assassin. James Buchanan Barnes, that beautiful bastard. He was everything Y/N had ever dreamed in a man. He was the man a father would love for his daughter to have. Too bad Bucky didn’t see that.

Her parents were killed in a car accident along with her little brother, he was only ten years old. A drunk driver ran a red light and crashed directly into their car. That night she lost everything that ever mattered to her. She sold everything she owned, her bakery included. She backed the few things she had and bought a plane ticket out of the only state and country she had ever known.

Bucharest, Romania, the place she picked to start her new life. She didn’t speak Romanian and she had no idea around the city, but it’s exactly what she needed. She wanted the refreshing feeling of learning new things and meeting new people. No one here would look at her with pity or sympathy. She was just an all-American girl looking for her own happy ending.

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What if I liked it? // Thor x Reader

Pairing: Thor x POC!Reader
Warning: Language, Fluff ‘n’ Smut, Oral sex (m & f receiving) Accidental butt stuff 
Word Count: 1.7k+

Summary: Accidents happen…but what if you’re into it?

A/N: I know. I know. I know. I haven’t posted a fic in forever. I’m sorry. Writer’s block is an absolute cunt and I hate it. I couldn’t even create art without trashing it immediately. But I’m back now. PLUS I SAW THAT DAMN GIF OF THOR COVERED IN LIGHTNING AND I’M CURRENTLY ON THE VERGE OF COMBUSTION. So…let’s see how much you like this fic I cooked up for @emilyevanston CAH Challenge. [#1: Surprise finger in the Anus with Thor]

Originally posted by cheers-mrhiddleston

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Graduation

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Requested: No, I just got this idea

Warnings: mentions of sex, really

A/N: I just had a little spurt of inspiration for this short imagine, I hope you enjoy it.

masterlist / coming soon

Originally posted by wydobrien


Stiles watched as your legs carried your body across the stage, the excitement swirling in your eyes as you accepted the scroll out of the older man’s hand and your eyes immediately locked on Stiles as you raised the piece of paper in the air. He let out a chuckle, winking at you as you walked back to your chair, trying desperately not to fall over the robe that was far too big on you. You paid for the right size robe but because you arrived a little later than everyone else, they only had robes three times bigger than your size available. You moaned and groaned but had no other choice but to accept it.

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Our Little Secret (Part 2)

Bucky x Reader 

Warnings Swearing. This part is setting us up for what’s coming.

Summary: After your friendship with Steve ends, you’re sent on an undercover mission with his best friend.

WC 1980

AN It’s long. I’m sorry. I’ve never posted something that wasn’t complete yet so this is very … scary for me.


You had two days to prepare for your next mission. You asked - almost  begged - Director Fury to send you on the longest mission he had coming up and thankfully, he obliged. The bruising around your face worked with your cover and you were almost grateful to Sam for breaking your nose.

Fury was sending you to Europe with Bucky as your partner and you weren’t altogether thrilled about the pairing. You had nothing against Bucky personally, he was pretty quiet and mostly kept to himself, though the few times he broke out of his shell you found him to be funny and sarcastic but also deep, but… he was Steve’s best friend. You were worried it was going to be awkward. Especially since your cover was that of a rich heiress and he was supposed to be your newest boy toy. The broken nose was easily explained as a healing nose job and Bucky’s role would explain why he was always in close contact proximity to you but you weren’t sure you could pull it off.

Some rich family was dealing in arms and you were to infiltrate them via their younger son to try to gain intel since Fury wasn’t sure if it was low level arms dealers or something bigger. You were estimated to be there for a month which normally you’d consider too long for a single mission. This time, you were ecstatic to be out of the tower for a whole month. In fact, you wished the mission was longer.

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anonymous asked:

I remeber you answered an ask about It so Fox!Alya/Nino "on a scale of one-ten how okay are you with making out/ kissing me right now" or just a kiss prompt.

Nino hadn’t been listening to anything when he heard her land on the balcony, but he pretended that he was. His headphones were on but nothing had been playing, but he guess he just didn’t want to admit to her that he had been waiting to see if she would come that night too. 

He waited to look up until she tapped on the glass door, rationalizing that it was a sharper sound so it worked with his excuse. When he did he saw one of the great heroines of Paris, smiling at him through the glass as she gestured for him to open the door. 

Man she made him so nervous…

“Hey DJ,” she said kindly, her tone seemingly to always have some kind of lilt to it, something he loved. Everything about her reminded him of music. If he had to pick a genre it would probably be Jazz; strong, winding and smooth but sassy. 

“Hey Fox,” he shot back, smiling too as he shut the door behind himself. “Back for another ‘civilian checkup’?”

“Oh right,” she said with a chuckle, her tail flicking around her legs as she settled her weight on her hips. “That’s the excuse I used last time I came here right?”

Nino stiffened, something electric shooting up his back. To his dismay Vixen noticed, grinning to herself at his reaction. 

Sure it had kind of felt like an excuse when she used it before, the first time was after an attack. The second was just ‘checking up’ but now she wasn’t even pretending. She admitted point blank she had just made it up.

“Excuse?” he clarified, still trying to smile but a bit thrown now, and the more she enjoyed it the more he found to need to defy it. Why did she have to have the upper hand? 

“Well its hard to work up reasons to keep coming back here,” she admitted with a shrug, watching his face the whole time with a smile. “But I still end up here anyways.”

“Why is that?” he asked, trying to look away to give himself some space but he was hanging on the answer. 

“Am I not welcome?”

“You know you are,” he chuckled, not even worrying that he might have upset her, he knew he didn’t. Her laugh a few moments later proved it. 

Nino walked to the balcony rail and let it take his weight, aware of her when she came up beside him to do the same. She was close enough that he could feel her body heat, and a shock went through him when he felt her tail absent-mindedly flick across the backs of his knees. 

They were quiet for a little while, but he felt her tail again curl around his legs and that same shock kept dominating him. When she came a little closer, so close their arms almost touched, that shock became a heat and he twisted his fingers together over the railing, trying to focus. 

Man she kept doing this, and he was getting worse with dealing with it and she knew it

It had taken a little while for him to admit to himself that the superhero had been flirting with him, because the concept itself was so entirely impossible it just refused to occur to him, no matter how transparent she was. It took Adrien literally going “DUDE you can’t be serious,” for him to even start to see it. And then even after that it took her literally coming to his house at night on her own for him to maybe maybe think that she was in to him.

Clearly she was getting impatient, but he still looked out over the city to hide how flustered he was. 

It just didn’t make any sense!? Why?! How had he even managed to capture her attention in the first place? He wasn’t anybody, he was just a random guy and maybe she might seem like she liked him or whatever but it- it just wasn’t- she-

“DJ?” she suddenly spoke up, seemingly aware of his silent breakdown judging by the smile in her voice. How he was seriously still denying it was probably the cutest thing about him, but damn it now she was kind of over it and she was pretty sick of waiting. She waited for him to look at her again with his agonized gold eyes before continuing, because he clearly needed her to be blunt. “One a scale of one to ten how on board are you with kissing me right now?” 

The poor guy stared, and stared a little more, his eyes wide and face completely flushed even in the dark before he finally said, “W-what?!”

“Right now,” she said again, looking up at him at not attempting to hide that she wanted him too, even though she had been transparent about it for ages now. “Right this second. Ten being the highest.” 

“I-! w- you-!!,” he tried to speak, but he looked down at her and the words fell apart, because she was very close now and waiting for him to answer. One thing he noticed though, even though his world was imploding, is that she had one foot back. Like she was completely prepared to back off if he said no, but was hoping that he wouldn’t. 

Hoping. Because she wanted him to kiss her.

“I- well-, ten!?” he finally managed, his arms clutched to his chest. To his surprise Vixen looked shock, and for the first time ever, she looked a little flustered too. 

“Really?” she couldn’t help but ask, “Ten?”

“That’s the highest number you gave me!” he shouted back, his embarrassment making him indignant even if there was no real anger in it. When he said it though she looked even more flustered, before a grin split across her face.

She looked like she was about to say something else, but hell, he was tired of being the one on the end of his rope here. He had been yelling into his pillow about this girl forever now and she took every chance she could to make him blush. In fights, while saving him, on his balcony, anytime they saw each other. Every time he was the one who was too afraid to make a move because it didn’t make any sense to him that it was even happening, but crap man, it had never been because he didn’t like her. It was because she couldn’t have liked him.

But now, screw it, seriously. He was going to have the upper hand here. So before she could speak or tease of flirt or do anything else anymore he reached out and slipped one hand around her back, using his size to pull her towards him. And with the other hand he reached out for her face and tilted it up, and stole the words from her lips himself.

The Little Sister (A Zach Herron Imagine) Pt. One

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Why Don’t We Imagine

*As Requested by @daisy-hearts*

(so sorry that this took literally a million years to finish!)

Word Count: 3519

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Description: In which Logan Paul’s baby sister tags alone on his summer adventures with the WDW boys, falling for the youngest member in the process


Part One

      I took a deep breath, smiling as I took my first steps outside the LAX airport, the warm summer air hitting my face as I couldn’t help but break into a grin. Since I’d just turned 16, Mom finally agreed to let me spend the summer with my big brother, Logan, at his place in L.A. I’d been begging and nagging her for a couple years now, ever since Jake and him left Ohio to pursue acting, and finally that long-awaited day had come.

I scanned the crowd of people rushing from place to place, looking for that one familiar face. After a few minutes of searching, my eyes landed on the tall, muscular young man with blonde hair, and an American flag t-shirt draped across his chest. I broke into a smile, laughing as I sprinted towards him, his arms outstretched.

“Logan!” I screeched, giggling as he wrapped his arms around my waist, spinning me around in circles as I dropped my suitcase in the process.

“YO IT’S MY BABY SISTER!” He laughed, finally setting me down as I fixed my now windswept hair, giving him a playful shove.

“It’s been forever!” He grinned, stooping down to gather my things as I nodded, adjusting the straps on my Maverick backpack (he would’ve killed me if I hadn’t been wearing it).

“It’s been 2 years, but that’s basically forever.” I retorted as he smiled, walking my things over towards the Uber parked along the street right outside the entrance.

“Yeah, well, Mom always said you were the smart one.” He quipped. I laughed, shaking my head.

“What does that make you?” He smirked, opening the passengers door for me before sliding in himself.

“The talented one.” I rolled my eyes playfully, shaking my head.

“And Jake?” Logan laughed, buckling his seatbelt and giving directions to the Uber before turning towards me.

“The other one.” I laughed, shoving him slightly for his chiding comment. Logan smiled, only shrugging.

“Soooo, it’s your first official trip to L.A.! What'dya wanna do!?” He asked.

“Hey, technically I’ve been to L.A. before!” I defended. Logan shook his head, pulling a bottle of water out from his bag and handing it to me.

“The airport doesn’t count.” I pouted slightly as he rolled his eyes.

“What’s this for?” I gestured towards the water bottle now in my hands.

“This isn’t Ohio, kiddo- it gets hot as hell here sometimes. Need to stay hydrated.” He commented, pulling an even larger bottle out for himself. I chuckled, rolling my eyes.

“Stop being such a dad.”

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Mood Swings

Pairing: Hvitserk x Reader

Word Count: 1736

Warnings: Smut, pregnancy, mood swings

AN: Here’s a Dad!Hvitserk for Sinful Sunday! Enjoy!


Pregnancy had not been what you expected. You had always heard the good things about being pregnant; the glow, the feeling of your child moving, the undeniable love you felt, and the getting to eat for two theory. You were now officially convinced that it was all bullshit. There was no glow, the only thing you experienced was sweating and oily skin, neither of which are beautiful.

You already had two children with your husband, a boy and a girl ages 2 and 1. They were the apple’s of his eye and the fact that you were pregnant again, meant your husband had no control, ensuring your children were very close in age. They were currently at their Uncle Ubbe’s, probably being spoiled rotten before he brings them home later.

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Devil In Me Part 3 | Finn Bálor

Title: Devil In Me, Part 3 (Part 2)

Pairing: Finn Bálor/Reader

Summary: “Oh, my dear, it’s honestly so futile to struggle.”

Word Count: 4,592

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A/N: Hey guys! I feel like my excerpts for this series are always going to be long. ALWAYS. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy this!

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