but shh i needed more of them

The One with the Blackout - Daddy’s Little Lovebug

Word Count: 5367

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Angst where I said there would be none. I’m sorry. 

A/N: Written for @sis-tafics and @eyes-of-a-disney-princess Hubba Bubba Birthday Challenge. Sorry it’s like a week late. Life happened. This also wasn’t what I was originally gonna write but again…life happened. Sorry. 

Constructive feedback always appreciated!

Daddy’s Little Lovebug Masterlist

“So this is pretty nice.” Dean chuckled, grabbing your hand across the diner table. Sam and Eileen volunteered to spend the night watching JoJo to give Dean and you the night to yourselves and you’d spent it eating greasy diner food at an old dive bar. It was very much your style. “Not that I don’t miss my little girl but adult time is fun too.”

“You know she’s probably sprawled across our bed, right?” Dean snorted a laugh and nodded, knowing you were right. She always did that when you were both gone unless she passed out on the couch with Sam or in Sam’s bed.

“Well, this is a treat.” A voice sneered from behind you as the diner suddenly went dark and silent. High heels got closer and you turned, staring at a face you recognized quite well. “Never thought I’d run into you two again. Where’s that precious little girl of yours?” The tall blonde staring down Dean and you was a witch you both failed to kill several years ago, Gretchen, but you managed to kill her entire coven and family. You thought you ran her off, never to be seen again, but you were apparently wrong. “Come on…what’s her name again? Joanna Celeste Winchester?”

You gritted your teeth, unsure of how she knew about your daughter. “Who?” You decided to play stupid and Dean followed along.

“You must have us confused with other hunters. We don’t have a kid.”

“What dumbass would bring a kid into this life?” You scoffed, reaching for the gun tucked away in your holster.

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OHHSHIT, didn’t think i would upload my precious bby luke aye? hehehehe. well anyway, here’s Luke and his new friend-enemy; Alice. I thought it would be cool to upload him as a way of saying thank you to you guys?? ❤️ yay??? Alice is just a new sim I did and I thought I’ll add her in as well~ she’s a cutie no?

oh and smth random; Alice took Luke’s potty, poor guy. take good care of him yo, he’s my precious lil child. don’t reupload and whatever *sobs* His ma is gonna kill me later on but shh. here’s the CC list you’ll need for him. or them. TAG ME KKK cos I wanna see what they’re up to in your game. MOM AND PA WOULD LOVE THAT TOO. rlly.

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How MM Characters React to Finding Out You're Pregnant


  •  He already noticed slight changes to your mood and body before you did. 
  •  At first he thought it might be the flu, but that thought changes when you are too tired for your usual love fest in bed.
  • “I’m sorry, Jumin. I’m too tired tonight.”
  • Elizabeth 3rd also becomes extra clingy to you. 
  • Jumin makes you go to the doctor and they can’t find anything wrong. He insists to do further tests but you beg him not to.
  • “It’s probably stress, Jumin. I’ll be fine.”
  • Wrong answer. Jumin has cleared your schedule until he feels like you’re feeling better. 
  • A week later you realize your period hasn’t happened. 
  • Jumin knew this before you and scheduled another doctor’s appointment after asking Jaehee to research information on missed periods (poor Jaehee.)
  • He makes you go back to the doctor for blood work. Suddenly this all makes sense: The fatigue, your bras no longer fitting, and feeling sick. 
  •  The doctor walks in with the good news. “Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Han. You’re going to be parents.”
  • Jumin doesn’t say anything at first. His face loses color. The news is a surprise. 
  • “Sweetheart, are you okay?” You ask. You’ve never seen him this way before.
  • He nearly faints from processing all the emotions he is feeling on the way out of the doctor’s office.
  • Jaehee cancels all of Jumin’s meetings for the week citing “exhaustion” as the cause.  
  • Jumin holds you close to him later on that night, confessing he is both terrified and delighted at the news. He wonders if Elizabeth 3rd will feel jealous. omg really jumin. 
  • “I’m sure she’ll be happy too,” You whisper in his ear as you accidentally fall asleep on his chest. 
  • He admires the glow your face is beginning to show as you sleep peacefully. 


  • You’ve been much more emotional lately. 
  • Every time Zen had to leave on set you find yourself crying, but why?
  • You even beat yourself up about it. “Why am I acting so strange..?”
  • Zen invites you to come on set with him one day and you’re immediately say yes! 
  • You couldn’t help but keep refilling your plate with cakes from catering. Zen tries to crack a joke “You are what you eat, huh babe?” 
  • But it backfires.
  • It backfires BAD. 
  • You walk away sobbing. This is entirely out of character. 
  • “Wait! BABE! I’m so sorry!” He runs after you and pulls you in for a hug. 
  • You sob into his chest for a few minutes and then go silent.
  • He pushes you in front of him to see what’s wrong. “Babe…?” 
  • Your face turns white and you go limp in front of him. 
  • Zen FREAKS out and immediately yells for someone to help. 
  • He carries you himself to the ambulance and he demands you get rushed you to the hospital. 
  • The paparazzi outside of the set take photos of the incident. A video is uploaded to Youtube.
  • You regain consciousness when arriving to the hospital. “What’s…what’s going on?” 
  • Zen cries with joy seeing you’re awake and hugs you. “Shh. Just rest, my princess. We’ll find out. I love you.” 
  • He refuses to leave your side as the hospital runs a bunch of tests, but, you tell him he should get something to eat while they do an ultrasound. 
  • The doctor comes in a couple hours later and tells them it was a combination of exhaustion and dehydration.  “This is a common symptom in pregnancies. She’ll need to make sure she drinks more fluid and get rest.”
  • Wait. What? Both you and Zen look at the doctor with confusion.
  • The doctor informs the two of you that you’re already 13 weeks pregnant. He gives Zen a picture of the ultrasound showing a little baby bean! 
  • You start crying at news. It’s happy tears. Eventually Zen starts crying too. He’s just as happy. 


  • It’s not secret you and Yoosung wanted to have kids immediately.
  • You two tried every month for six months. 
  • You have a bulk stash of HCG strips in the bathroom, an ovulation 
    tracker on the your phone, and have read every article online on how to improve your chances at becoming pregnant.
  • Every month your period came, Yoosung started to doubt himself. 
  • “Is.. Is there something wrong with me?”
  • You’d hold him and reassure him. “Don’t say that. There’s nothing wrong with you! Sometimes it just takes time, I guess.” Deep inside, you wondered if there was actually something wrong with you instead.
  • After a year of trying, you both go to a fertility specialist to have tests done. 
  • The specialist tells the both of you there is a problem with your ovulation. They immediately start on you a treatment plan with fertility drugs. 
  • You act okay with the news, but in reality you are the opposite of okay. 
  • Yoosung finds you crying underneath the covers and panics. 
  • “Please don’t cry! It’s not your fault!”
  • Soon he’s crying too. 
  • By the third treatment cycle you start to notice changes in your body.
  • You start doubting your feelings. You try to remain calm. 
  • Every day you and Yoosung talk about all of your different things happening with your body.
  • When you take one of your test strips at home you notice a second faint line, causing your heart to skip a beat.
  • “Yoosung! LOOK!” 
  • Each test on each day has a darker, and darker second line. You two get hopeful. It’s been a hard two years, but it feels like you two are getting to the light at the end of the tunnel. 
  • You two are SO nervous at the fertility specialist. Yoosung can barely breathe.
  • The fertility specialist confirms what you two have been dreaming. You are pregnant!
  • Yoosung sobs tears of joy at the news.  You two are so happy to finally become parents. 
  • The fertility specialist interrupts the celebration with even more good news.
  • “There’s just one thing…”
  • He shows on the screen there are four baby beans. 
  • FOUR.


  • Remember that one time he wanted to leave evidence he existed on you?
  • Well he wanted to do that again on your honeymoon. And then some. 
  • A couple months later you notice you are craving Honey Buddha Chips and Doctor Pepper more than normal.
  • At first Saeyoung thinks it’s really cute how much junk food you’re eating.
  • And then he realizes an entire giant box of Honey Buddha Chips are gone. 
  • He asks Saeran first if he knew what happened to them.
  • “Why would I eat all of your chips? I saw your wife with the box. Ask her.”
  • And then he wonders if maybe you’re emotionally eating.
  • What if she regrets our marriage? 
  • Later on in the day you visit Saeyoung in his computer room where he’s playing LOLOL. “Hey… Saeyoung.. we need to talk.”
  • Your voice makes him immediately spin around. He has tears in his eyes. “I.. I knew this day would come.” 
  • Your heart immediately sinks. “I’m.. I’m so sorry Saeyoung!”  You feel even more guilty at eating his precious Honey Buddha Chips as you add “I’ve been so hungry lately and they just taste so good. I’m so sorry for eating them I will never do it again!” 
  • Saeyoug looks at you confused. “Wait? You’re not leaving… me?”
  • “I WOULD NEVER LEAVE YOU.” omg you stupid idiot i love you. 
  • Suddenly you feel hot and sick. You run to the bathroom covering your mouth.
  • Saeyoung panics when he hears you vomit in the bathroom. It’s enough to get Saeran out of his room too. 
  • He’s never heard you this sick before and makes you go to bed. This goes on for a week. 
  • Soon he’s starting to search for answers online. He even goes to WebMD.
  • When you’re sleeping he calls Jaehee in a panic, worrying you might be dying and because you both are girls maybe she would know how women things work. 
  • Jaehee calmly explains to him that you’re not dead and dying. She suggests to him that you may be pregnant and should take a test. (I guarantee she facepalmed at the convo.)
  • A week later, you’re start having suspicions too. You look at the calendar and realize you haven’t had a period in two months.  “Could it be..?” 
  • You go to tell Saeyoung you think you’re pregnant and He confesses he already purchased a bunch of pregnant tests for you.
  • You think that’s the most romantic thing ever and hug him to pieces. 
  • He waits outside while you figure out how to use to use the test. How do girls pee on this thing omg. The test immediately comes back as positive. 
  • You rush out of the bathroom with the test in hand. You both are sobbing tears or joy together. 
  • You lean in to kiss him when you’re stomach starts to growl again. 
  • “Can.. Can I have more Honey Buddha Chips?” 
  • He’ll be glad to give you anything for you and the baby. 

Finally a take on the girls and a quick one at that. Similar to the first one, I messed around with both the movie and books/graphic novels to get this mess of a scribble. Shh! I hope ya’ll have a good day. Moving on!

Anxiety was hungry, and not the normal kind of Hungry he always had. No, Anxiety was spinach corning, growling hungry. He burst into the kitchen, and grabbed a yogurt, unaware of anything else that was happening. He was about halfway through his yogurt when he heard the sniffling, and he flipped around. His eyes narrowed at the bent figure, and he realized it was Roman, crying into his sash. Anxiety dropped his yogurt, it exploding as it hit the floor, and rushed over to the prince. Anxiety cradled him, talking a mild a minute,”Hey… Crying is my job… Shh… it’s going to be alright… what happened?… What do you need?… You can tell me… Deep breaths….How can I make it better?…”
His calming words trailed off, becoming nothing more than soothing sounds crashing against Princey’s choking sobs, and the depressed boy was whispering soothingly. It was a sharp contrast to their normal ways, but if anyone knew crying, it was Anxiety.
Eventually, after about 10 minutes, them just laying there Roman cradled in Anxiety’s arms, Princey calmed down enough to form a coherent thought, and he began to choke out the words: “I … was … just… cutting… some…onions.”
At this, Anxiety stands up suddenly, pushing Princey off his lap. “Onions?” he shrieks.
With his voice still echoing on the cupboards, Anxiety strides out of the room, and slams the door, leaving behind a splattered yogurt, and a mute Prince.
Inspiration comes from @prinxietytrash, @incorrectprinxietyquotes, and of course @thatsthat24.
I don’t own anything, just my adaptation.

The best part of the How to Train Your Dragon movies isn’t even the plot.

It’s the emotions, the reactions, the expressions, the details.

They don’t follow cliches.

When he found Toothless, it wasn’t the fish that made them friends. It made Toothless less murderous, but he still wouldn’t let Hiccup near him. It was a moment of bonding that let them be friends. A drawing, a dance, and patience. That’s what it took.

When he was in the battle arena, Hiccup tried to make Toothless leave after he saved him. But Toothless wouldn’t budge. He wouldn’t listen because he thought Hiccup was still in danger. But when Hiccup yelled no, Toothless listened then because of the way it was said. When he told him to leave, he was worried. When he told him to stop, he was scared.

When you see a loved one you thought you lost, or you are the loved one. It cliches them running, and hugging and crying. But these movies show a different reaction. Hiccup is confused, Stoick is quiet and careful, and Valka is afraid.

Things that usually make movies boring, re-imagined. All of these things that you sometimes know are coming, and they do. But they come in a different way. Instead of when someone dies, the MC immediately attacks the cause, or killer, Hiccup went over and cried over his dad for a moment. He never attacked or yelled at Drago about it. He never even mentioned it to him. 

Hiccup didn’t hold a grudge against Toothless. He yelled at him a moment, but that is a natural reaction. You can tell he regrets it very fast. He tries to save Toothless before being held back.

These movies showed so much love and trust between Hiccup and Toothless. Toothless tried harder to get out of the place where he fell to save Hiccup then he did to save himself. Hiccup trusted Toothless to save him from pillars when he was flying top speed towards them. 

Hiccup challenged his tribe, and his own father, for Toothless.

Toothless challenged a dragon 1000 times his size for Hiccup.

This is why I love these movies so much. This is the reason I have watched them at least 20 times this month alone. 

This is what Dreamworks needs to aim for every time.

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sleepover | cheryl blossom

Originally posted by snowhites

a/n: work of my co-owner xx

what is a ‘best friend’?

almost everyone has one, and almost everyone is one. there’s something about a best friend that cannot be duplicated.

everyone has their own definition of what their own best friend is like and what an impact he or she has made in their life. For me, it’s Cheryl, Cheryl Blossom.

we started off as chem partners and immediately became friends. we were there for each other. she was there for me when my sister moved out and I was there for her when Jason died.

true friendship is a divine quality. to get a true friend is rare achieve­ment now a days, & cheryl really was one, or so I thought.

far more recently, our friendship had started to fade. I was lonely,confused. I tried to call her, to help her, but I failed. I knew her like a back of my hand, something was going on.

It was the first school day of the semester. I was happy, yet a little nervous. I was walking down the hall, starting at my phone, trying not to draw much attention to myself when i hear my name being called


it was one of my good friends Kevin.

“Kevin! Hey” I greeted him with a warm smile.

a few classes have passed and it was time for the cheerleader try outs with cheryl.

I was anxious to meet my friend once again, after a long time. I put on my short shorts and the River Vixens shirt.

Cheryl made me a Vixen last year. She was very protective and possessive of me since the other girls truly hated me. Suddenly, a skinny read haired girl entered the Ladies Room. It was one and only Cheryl Blossom. I sighed, trying to get myself together.

“Okay, listen up!” She clapped her hands in order to gain some attention.

“The next football match is in 7 days, ladies. Which means, hard work”

“What on earth are you waiting for?! Get out!” She shouted. I nodded, avoiding any eye contact.

“Not you!”

Boom. That was it. I frooze. She approached me.

“Hey” she said in a sweet, calm voice.

“Um… Hi… Cheryl” I laughed awkwardly.

“Look… How…”

“Shhhh…” She pressed her finger onto my lips.

“Sleepover. Thornhill mansion. Tonight. 6 PM. I’ll explain everything”

I gasped in confusion and mumbled ‘okay’ to myself.

time passed quickly. It was already 5.30 and I was ready to go. I was completely confused, was Cheryl hiding something?

I decided to go by my bike, since my car was not in a good state. Cheryl and I used to drive around with my car late at night. Those were adventures. I smiled to myself while a tear rolled down my cheek. 

I entered the massive place where the Blossoms had lived. I found it strange that Cheryl wanted to be my friend in the first place, since my family wasn’t rich at all, I guess our friendship was strong, right?!

“Y/N?!” I heard a familiar voice. It was her.

“Cheryl.” I hugged her tightly. God, I missed tat feeling.

“Let’s go up stairs!”

the atmosphere was more than weird. Something truly strange was going on with her.

“You want a drink?” She said sweetly. 

“Um… I don’t drink, remember?” awkward silence. 

“Yeah, sure, whatever. “ 

“Cheryl” I shouted. “What’s going on?“ 

I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to know the truth. A single tear escaped her eye. 

Then more and more. Suddenly she turned into a sobbing mess. "Cheryl, I…”

“It’s them. My… My parents.”

“Shh…” I hugged her and sat on the bed.

“Jason… He was the one. I’m not. My family, they hate me, Y/N." i started to cry too. 

"Everybody hates me" more tears rolled down her cheek. 

"Hey” I laughed. "Remember when when we pranked your parents on Halloween?“ I tried to brighter up her mood. 

"They thought somebody broke into the house” a small laugh escaped her mouth.

We looked into each other’s eyes and laughed.

“I don’t hate you, Cheryl’ I whispered softly.

"You are my best friend, I can’t possibly hate you” I smiled to her. We spent the rest of the night cuddling in her bed and talking. It was simply beautiful.

This world is changing so fast at a speed of light that even though we know we both change and we’re finding our place in the world and we both know that when the tears fall we’ll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we’re not best friends anymore.

anonymous asked:

Ohh what about rough sex with Jack? Like heat of the moment stuff

A/N: Had fun with this, also didn’t proofread…don’t hate me lol This also takes care of a few requests I got for him so…yeah.


You had known Jack for some time now, and despite the quiet nature he showed in public you knew the person he really was. The young sculptor was a sweet, caring, and gentle man, but beneath that was a passion not even silence could hide. And it was a strong passion he chose to bestow upon you on more than one occasion. Whether that be in the barn, or the yet to be built cathedral, he took every moment with you as a chance to have you all to himself.

“Let me have you…”

His words took a moment to process, but as his toughened fingertips slid along your inner thighs, spreading them wide to allow himself between them you understood what he wanted.

“Jack, not her-ah!”

A whimper fell from your lips, eyes screwing shut as he nipped the top of your exposed breasts. His warm tongue slid along the bruise that was forming, and you’d be lying if you said a heat didn’t automatically begin to build inside you.

The sculptor just groaned deep in his throat, caressing his lips across your chest as he undid the ties of his pants. He freed his aching length from the confines of his trousers, stroking himself slowly for a moment before prodding at your entrance.

You dug your nails into his shoulders, gasping loudly as he roughly pushed into you, stretching your walls to accommodate his size.



He silenced you with kiss, licking along your bottom lip as he bucked forward, the sound of skin hitting skin filling the cathedral walls.

“I love you…unh…m-more than anything.”

His words were strained, forced out as he tried not to growl and grunt too loudly. Last thing either of you needed was to alert a monk to your sinful pleasures.

You slid your fingers up the slick skin of his neck, tangling them in his red hair as you moaned against his mouth. Your breaths mingled together, both of you trying to reach that high that would have you coming back for more later on. It was always like this, him surprising you, making you giggle or smile as he kissed along your ticklish neck and begged for a quick tryst. You always tried to deny him, yet with those green eyes, and pleasant smile it was always a losing battle.

His thrusts grew feverish, hips snapping forward harshly as he tried to pleasure you to the point of crying his name out. With a groan he reached over you, gripping your wrists in both hands as he slammed them back into the stone wall, restricting your movement as he continued to roll his hips down.

“Tell me you love me.”

Your face was turned to the side, lips parted in bliss as he brushed that one part of you that made every muscle contract in want. Your back arched slightly up, breasts pressing into his sweaty chest, eliciting a long satisfied moan from him.

“Say it…”

Jack leaned down, kissing the corner of your mouth as he panted, his hot breath ghosting along your flushed cheek. He dragged his tongue down your jaw, along your pulse until he stopped at the juncture between your throat and collarbone. He gave you one last chance to say those three words, eyes half lidded as he found himself getting lost in the pleasure of your tight walls.

“Say it, Y/N.”

You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into you, not wanting to cave under his demands. But, he didn’t quite accept your rebellious actions, and instead bit down on your shoulder, grunting out as he slammed his hips down, fucking you roughly into the floor as you heatedly said his name.

“J-Jack…gods sake just, please…”

You were desperate for release, your thighs already quivering in desire as he continued his strong rhythm. He nuzzled your cheek, pressing his nose into it as he smiled.

“I won’t give you what you want…”

Between his husky breaths, he chuckled at your needy whines, knowing by the end of the hour you’d be begging him.

“Until you give me what I want.”


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Probs going to hell for writing sex in a church but whatevs


Authors note: This is my first story, I encourage you to let me know how you’re liking it so far. I would also like to thank @starshinesupergirl for all the help (if you dont follow her you probably should. 

Some Walking Dead Characters


Warnings: graphic violence, gore, language, rape, food water and sensory deprivation, murder.

Chapter Summary: Negan swings around after a traumatic moment, but she dodges him again. 

Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 |


Chapter Eight: Red Water

I slowly brought myself to my feet, my bottom lip quivered and I let out a shaky breath.

He was standing in front of me, alone and I didn’t even have a game plan. I couldn’t run or fight, the lack of food brought me to a surrender, physically.

The man approached me his eyes were dark and dangerous. His demeanor was serious and ominous.

Stalking closer to me, my eyebrows furrowed, my blood boiled and my stomach was in ropes.

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Topp Dogg: you're dating them but another member likes you

Summary: they haven’t told the others about your relationship, and one of the members develops a crush on you and…yikes~~💛

P-Goon: I see him being the most mature, as in he wouldn’t do anything irrational such as yell at them or tell them off- they didn’t know. He’d shrug it off, and calmly explain to them that you two have been together for a while, and that he’s sorry for confusing them… but you’re all his, and if they try anything, they better count their blessings.

Hojoon: FOR SURE would want to keep his relationship secret. Not that he’d want to, he would just rather live a life where the others aren’t teasing him about your relationship. When he sees someone confessing to you, he’d jump and  grab you. “Yahh, what do you think you’re doing, touching y/n like that?!” Would regret acting so emotionally, and apologize afterwards and explain that you’re with him.

Sangdo: after blushing and cutely giggling at your ‘help me Sangdo wtf’ expression, he’ll finally jump in and end any further embarrassment for the other member. “I’m sorry, I should’ve told you sooner. Y/n’s dating me, and we’ve been together for a couple months. We just thought we should wait before telling anyone…guess we were wrong.”

Nakta: tbh he’d end any sort of advances from the other member, just bc he’d notice right away that there’s definitely something off about the way they’re acting around you. He wouldn’t be particularly angry or give them attitude, he’d kinda laugh and pat their shoulder in a fatherly type way. “Sorry…but this one belongs to me. One of her friends is single, I think. Right, y/n?”

Hansol: would act the most dramatic out of all of them (surprise!!!) And might end up giving the other member the cold shoulder. You’d have to explain to him that there’s no way they could’ve known about your relationship since you’ve kept it secret. He’d hesitantly apologize to them, but still threatens to ransack their rooms if they ever touch you.

B-Joo: he’d be in a laughing fit, and everyone is unsure if he’s finally lost it and gone insane or just laughing at your blushing cheeks. After a few minutes, he’d take a deep breath and stretch his arms around you. “Aish, this is such a relief. Can I finally tell them, y/n? Wait don’t answer, I will anyway shh. We’re together. You’re jealous, right? Yeah, be jealous and don’t touch my y/n like that again smh.”

Xero: ugh it’d be practically impossible to keep your relationship hidden for long bc he always want to be 2 feet away from you or touching you somewhere. So if the other member is still oblivious, Jiho would just roll his eyes and laugh at him. “Hyung, idk how much more obvious I can be, so tbh I’m gonna need you to take those winks somewhere else.”

A-Tom: relentless joking with the other member…“oh, you like y/n too? Well, I guess you’re gonna have to pick between me and him.” He’ll keep smirking and winking at you, while the other member is so confused and doesn’t know what’s going on. You’d have to be the one to shyly break the bad news to him. He’d then sling his arms around you, smugly, “well, I guess you have good taste, huh?”

Yano: unsurprisingly, I think he’d be quite upset at them even when he CLEARLY knows that your relationship is secret. Pls just hold his hand and give him a few kisses, then he’d man up and confront the other member. He’d still be pretty apologetic and bow many times to them, saying that he’s very protective of you so he’d appreciate it if they accepted your relationship.

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Walls We Build

One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten

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Heyooo got your next chapter of Walls right here :)

Just wanted to point out that I don’t really have a headcanon as to where Berk actually is, aside from “Anywhere USA” which is why commonly celebrated US holidays will be mentioned here. Berk does experience all four seasons, narrows it down some.

This chapter has some T action in it, so you’re aware. Next chapter is fully written but I’m still editing it. Hope to have it posted somewhat soonish?

Astrid blinked her eyes open blearily, her dream regressing from the forefront of her consciousness into a hazy background. She squinted at Hiccup’s alarm clock, green light displaying 3:30 am in the darkened room.

She squirmed, pressing her thighs together. That had been some dream, playing out like an R-rated movie, which unfortunately cut off right at the good part.

Hiccup’s breathing was deep and even behind her and she rolled her head restlessly on the pillow. Would it be terrible to wake him up for a little action? He did it to her once, she could even the score… though somehow waking him up and asking him to scratch her particular itch made her pause. They argued enough about the current status of their physical relationship and she was loathe to get into it this early in the morning. Still, the persistent ache was not about to go away and it left her wondering how she could relieve it.

She curved perfectly into his lap, his body heat seeping into her backside and she subconsciously wiggled her hips against him. If only he’d wake up on his own, ready to go. Her movement seemed to rouse him; he sighed and roped an arm around her waist. She perked at that, hoping maybe if she did some more pointed nudging she’d get him in the mood.

Instead she was disappointed when he seemed to fall back asleep. His hand was hot and heavy against her torso, holding her just below her chest. She stifled a frustrated groan, wishing he would move it just a little bit higher, or even better, lower. His breath against her ear tickled her hair and only served to agitate her further.

Just, wake up and do me already!

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Cold Hearted (BTS AU) | Chapter 5

Genre: Post zombie apocalypse

Pairing: Yoongi X Reader

Will contain:  Violence, Mentions of blood and death and the gross stuff, Fluff, Angst, smut (Wiggles eyebrows.) and major character death.  

Synopsis: The world was once booming with sound, streets full of people, there was always just, something. Lights, the lights that made people feel safe in the dark. But that world soon got took over with silence and darkness. Leaving people alone with creatures they did not know would even exist.

A/N: I kind of like this chapter, things get interesting from now. I have only read this through once. Sorry for mistakes.

Word count: 2.5K +

Chapter 6

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 You allow your body to slowly wake up, feeling the happiness creep up inside you as your body fully awakens. Last night felt like a dream. You hope it wasn’t. Oh god what if it was?

You sit up in bed, looking over to the other side of the room and spotting Jimin curled up in his own bed. If there is one thing you love doing, it’s waking him up with his favourite bowl of fruit in the morning. It always seems to make him happy for the whole day.

Stretching your arms and letting out a quiet yawn, you finally make your way out of your bed. Sliding on your sweater and lacing up your shoes. You feel the butterflies as you make your way down the stairs, surprised when you enter the kitchen to see no Jin.

Shrugging this off you decide to make up the bowl for Jimin yourself. While you drop each strawberry in the bowl, you feel arms slowly wrap around your waist, he pulls you back into his chest as his lips press softly against your neck. Recognising his lips instantly, you relax. It wasn’t a dream.

Turning in his arms, you come face to face with a tired looking Yoongi. He gives you a small smile as he dips his head. You close your eyes, happy when you feel his lips on yours. It only lasts a few seconds before he pulls away.

“Good morning beautiful.” His voice is groggy.  

“Good morning.” You smile and reach up to brush some hair from his eyes. He needs a haircut. You still can’t believe this is the same guy who treat you so coldly when you first arrived, and now you feel nothing but butterflies when you even think of him.

You go to kiss him again, suddenly interrupted when the sound of the front door flying open causes you to jump apart. Who the hell was making so much noise? Yoongi frowns and makes his way out the kitchen. You watch as his expression changes to sudden shock, then sadness. Why sadness? This makes you curious as you find yourself walking into the hall.

You make your way, only to have your breath come to a halt at the sight in front of you. No way. You can’t hold the tears back as you throw yourself into his arms.

“You’re back.” You cry.

“I told you I would be.” Jungkook whispers in your ear, dropping his bag to the floor to pull you close to him. You clutch to him like you never have before.

“I have so much to tell you.” You respond, feeling him freeze up for a split second, you brush it off as you take yourself out of his grip. Turning to Yoongi, only to find he’s gone. You are about to shout for him when Tae comes running down the stairs.

“Kookie!” He shouts, you catch a glimpse of tears in his eyes as he practically jumps into the boy’s arms, knocking him back into the wall as Jungkook laughs. “You didn’t die!” Tae speaks.

“Well I almost did, but I’ll tell you about that later.” You’re curious at his words.

“Tae are you imagining things again.” You turn to see Hoseok coming down the stairs, rubbing at his eyes, clearly he has only just woke up. You try not to laugh as you wait for him to realise. Watching in amusement when he lets his eyes focus and they go wide. “Holy shit.” He whispers out.

Jungkook walks to him, pulling him into a smaller hug than you and Tae.

“Yeah, I have so much to tell you.” He pulls away from Hoseok who just nods.

You find yourself pulling on Jungkook’s arm, wanting him closer, he shakes you off, making you frown. “Let me see everyone first okay?” He smiles at you, but it isn’t the same as before. You decide to go with he’s just tired. You take this moment to really look at him.

He wears the same clothes as he did when he left, only now they are dirty, you notice blood spatters cover him, the thought making you shiver. His hair is longer and has a wavy texture to it, it also looks matted, you know it’s with blood. He has a few cuts on his face that seemed to have started to heal, they aren’t recent which makes you relax a little more.

While you stare at the boy infront of you, you completely miss Namjoon walking by until you hear his voice.

“Your bag looks heavier, that’s promising.” He smiles as he pulls Jungkook into a hug patting his back proud of what he sees.

“You’ll love it! But first, where is Jin?” You only get more curious of his journey but you know you need to be patient. You remember Jimin upstairs. He hasn’t mentioned him. Maybe you should wait for him to surprise him.

“Oh, he’s checking our crops.” Namjoon tells him.  You watch as Jungkook nods, just making his way outside. You look through the window as you see him stand behind Jin with a smile on his face, laughing when the older man notices him and literally knocks him to the ground in a hug.

You all laugh in the hall at the sight. Namjoon makes his way outside as he helps them both up. He speaks to Jungkook as he nods. They both walk off and you find yourself disappointed. But you get him for the rest of the night so you guess it’s okay. As everyone starts leaving the hall, you remember the one man who you wanted to see this morning. Yoongi.

You don’t need to think of where he would be as you sneak your way past Jin into the forest. There’s an area near the weapon hut that you knew he would often sit. Usually with his weapon as he waited for a Lurker, but as of recently, none have been in sight.

Finding your way slightly past the hut, you see a figure roaming the woods with their hood up. You smile as you make your way towards it. As you get closer you feel cold, you feel scared and you don’t know why. You stop moving. Completely frozen as you realize the figure has blonde hair. That’s not Yoongi. While you stand frozen you notice his weapon is a gun. You need to get the hell out of here.

You step back, your body shaking and your breath quickening out of fear. You need to tell the others. Not even thinking, you turn your body and run. You need to find them. Warn them.

You keep running as tears pool your eyes, only thinking about the worst outcomes.

You don’t even realise you’re running the wrong way, you are running away from the house only panicking more. For a moment, you blink, suddenly colliding with someone else.

“Whoa.” You recognise the voice as panic still runs through your body.

“Y-Yoongi, Run…I…they-” He watches you with shock.

“Baby shh, okay, slow down. Breathe.” You shake your head, only breathing faster.

“But we need t-” You speed the words out again. Shaking his head Yoongi cups your face with both his hands, his eyes looking into yours.

“Breathe…” He whispers. The feeling of his hands on your face makes you begin to relax, you focus on his eyes as you try to steady your breathing. “What’s wrong?” He questions.

“There’s someone in the forest. They’re not with us.” He doesn’t speak as he takes your hand in his, pulling you with him as he makes his way back to the house. Wait, why was he this far into the forest anyway? Why isn’t he speaking to you?

As you walk back into the house, Yoongi leads you to the living room.

Namjoon sits with Jungkook and they are quick to look at you. You catch the frown on Jungkook’s face. Not understanding why until you feel a thumb gently stroke you hand in a soothing way. You’re still holding Yoongi’s hand. You drop it and step away from him. You catch the sad look on Yoongi’s face, but you know he would understand eventually.

“What’s up?” Namjoon speaks.

“She saw someone not from us in the forest.”

“What!” Jungkook shoots out of his seat. Odd?

“I saw him, He was in a black hoodie, Blonde hair.” Jungkook’s eyes widen slightly and you frown, turning to Yoongi who only frowns with you.

“I uh, I need to get something from my bag to show Namjoon.” He gives you no time to respond, he’s out the door in seconds.

“Do you trust that?” Yoongi asks Namjoon.

“I have to for now. I’ll be careful.” He looks between you both. “Why were you holding hands?”  

“Oh. Um…I ran with her in the forest, she wasn’t fast enough.” He accepts your answer with a short nod, leaving you two alone. It’s awkward for a few seconds until Yoongi breaks the silence.

“So are we telling them?” Yoongi asks. You just look at him, he sighs. “Fine, we will just see where this goes.” You feel shy as you gently place a kiss on his cheek to thank him.

“Ah fuck this.” He mumbles, grabbing your wrist and dragging you upstairs, you swear you see someone out the corner of your eye but you ignore it. He drags you to your room as he slams the door open, only to shut it again by pressing you against it. “You have no idea how frustrating it is being around you.” He crashes his lips to yours.

Instantly you grab at his hair. This kiss was different than the other two. This one was showing what you both wanted. His hands find their way to your waist as he brings you closer. Breaths were getting heavy and you could feel him slightly through his jeans as he pressed you further into the door. You were ready to suggest something until someone cleared their throat.

“So like, should I leave?” You push Yoongi away as you stare at Jimin who only has a smirk on his face.

“Jimin what the fuck!” You shout.

“Oh well sorry for being your roommate. But I knew.” You just look at him. “I’ve always known he liked you, it was obvious with the way he hated you and Jungkook together. I won’t tell anyone by the way. It’s been fun watching you grow closer. But what I just saw was gross.”

You and Yoongi just look at each other then back at Jimin. You are lost for words.

“I can help you sneak him in here so you don’t sleep alone anymore?” Jimin offers.

“I knew you were my favourite.” Yoongi’s words cause you to laugh. Then you remember Jungkook.

“Jungkook sleeps here…” You cautiously state.

“He can leave, Jimin is here now.” Yoongi’s words piss you off a little.

“Well, no he usually sleeps with me.” He scoffs.

“Yeah not happening.” You can’t help but roll your eyes. “He can sleep in Namjoon’s room, just tell him you think it’s best since he has stuff he needs to speak to him about.” You think his words over, deciding to agree. You really wanted to try things with Yoongi and it wasn’t going to work if you barely see each other in the day. You need him at night.

“Jungkook?” Jimin questions. He doesn’t know.

“He’s back.” You tell him. Watching as his eyes go wide.

“Where is he?” You don’t even know that yourself.

“I don’t know, I’ll find him and bring him here for you okay?” Jimin nods eagerly causing you to giggle at him.

“I should go find him then.” You haven’t seen him in a month, and as odd as he seems to be now, you need to hear all about it, and just know he was okay alone. Oh, and then bring him to Jimin.

“I’ll be training.” Yoongi looks at you. Smiling a little, he kisses you lightly before he leaves the room. You look a Jimin.

“Wipe that smirk off your face.”

“Oh come on. He has never been happy, it’s nice.” You feel the butterflies you have been having recently again at the thought of even making him happy. Shaking off the feeling you make your way down the stairs and outside. You know Jungkook went this way.

“Oh Kooks!” You shout. “Come on, why are you being a little dick for. I’ve missed you!” You sing the last bit like you’re amazing at opera. You feel sadness wash over you when you hear nothing back. Should you give up?

As you turn to go back to the house, rustling behind you makes you spin back, feeling on edge.

“Its’s only me.” You relax as you see Jungkook emerge from behind some trees.

“Why are you being weird?” You question.

“How much do you trust me?” You think this over. A little annoyed he didn’t answer your question.

“With my life.” You respond. He smiles that smile he always did. Finally. His face reads something you can’t quite point out, but your words have made him happy.

“Come with me. You need to keep this a secret.” He holds out his hand, you gladly lace your fingers with his as you think of your own secret. He’s going to be mad you didn’t tell him. Curious as he takes you deeper into the forest you speak up.

“What is going on.” you question.

“Look I need you to know that I am doing nothing wrong, I am only helping.” Why do you feel scared at his words? You don’t speak as you only follow him deeper. Eyes widening when you notice the same figure you saw earlier on. This time his hood down, showing his roots peeking through his blonde hair.

“No, Jungkook we need to-” He cuts you off with a small smile.

“He needs help. He isn’t bad.” You’re an idiot for it, but you trust his words. Letting him stand you right infront of the figure who sits on the floor. Your eyes watching with caution as he stands up. You can’t help but stare at his beautiful features as he smiles at you.

The man has piercings in his ears and his blonde hair hangs slightly in front of his eyes, still showing a bit of his forehead as his hair parts in the centre, but just barely. He looked harmless. But was he? If Jungkook trusted him, then maybe you should too.  But why is he hiding him?

“Let me introduce you to Hoseok.” Now that’s just confusing. “But to make it easier, call him Wonho.” You Look at Jungkook, his next words making you regret coming here.

“He’s from the gang Namjoon stole from.”

What the fuck has Jungkook done.


 A/N: Just incase you are confused…Jungkook is acting like he doesn’t know about Yoongi and the reader 💕

(Dried Mascara (Young!Remus Imagine)


Request:  Could you please possibly do an imagine where girls in your dorm are talking bad about you behind your back, you run to the black lake and Lilly tells Remus what happened and where you are. Please if you have time and only if you would like to

A/N:  Ahh my first request! I hope you like this and I hope it stayed along the lines of what you wanted!

You let the wind guide your hair up and behind you as you sat on the shore of The Black Lake, thinking about what your so-called friends had said about you. How could they have been so mean? You thought they had liked you..

You wiped the old mascara off of your cheeks as fresh, new tears came pouring out of your eyes. You were freezing, of course, it was November, but couldn’t bring yourself to go inside. You just didn’t have the strength to see anyone right now.

*Lily’s POV*

“James, where’s Remus?” I asked quickly, searching throughout the Great Hall for my best friend’s boyfriend.

“No idea, probably the library. Why–”

I cut him off, “Thanks!” I yelled back, scurrying out of the Great Hall.

I opened up the double doors a little too hard, making them hit the walls behind them. The death stare Madam Prince gave me could kill, “Sorry..” I mumbled searching for a certain lanky boy.

Right as soon as I saw the top of his head leaned over some book I ran over and tapped his shoulder, “Remus, I need your help. Something happened with Y/N and she won’t tell me what happened.”

He was up before I could even finish, “D’ you mind taking my stuff up to the common room? It’d take too long for me to bring it there then back to the– where is she?”

“I can take it. And Black Lake–” I didn’t even finish (again) before he was out of the library.

‘Please tell him, what happened, Y/N. I’m worried,“ I thought as I started putting Remus’s things in his bag.

*Remus’s POV*

As I walked towards the Black Lake I saw the shadow of a girl hunched over the shore. She wore my girlfriend’s hair color but the posture was so.. broken compared to usual.

I quickened my pace before calling for her, "Y/N? Hey, love, you okay?”

What a stupid thing to ask, of course she’s not. When she looked up at me, I felt my heart being crushed. She had dried mascara streaming down her face, and her face was puffy from all the crying she had done before now.

“S’ nothing, I’m fine,” she said, looking out over the large lake.

“No you’re not, love,” I sat down next to her, pulling her into my arms, “You can tell me, it’s okay.”

She was quiet for a few moments before she broke down. She pulled herself into my shirt as I encircled her in my embrace.

*Your POV*

What they said about you was repeating over and over in your head, “They-they said things about me that– were terrible. I just– I thought they were my friends and–”

“Wait, who? Lily? Or Francis? Regina?” Remus asked, eyes furrowing as he tried to understand exactly what happened.

“F–Francis and Regina. I had thought they were m–my friends but..” you trailed off, burrowing your face into his chest.

“Shh..shh, love it’s okay, I’m here..” you two sat like this for a couple minutes before he took your face in his hands, “Y/N, you are the most special girl I’ve ever met. I hate to see you cry like this, babe. Whatever they said is untrue and they can sod off because so many people love you. Lily came to get me because she was so worried, and I think James, Peter, and Sirius may like you more than me,” you giggled at this, “You’re the best girl and you don’t need either of them, alright? I love you, Y/N. So much.”

He was looking at you with such sincerity you started tearing up, “Rem, you’re the best boyfriend I could’ve ever asked for.”

You curled into his side some more, slowly drifting off to sleep on the shore, “I try, love, I try.”

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She did as she was told, stripping bare and anticipating for Ashton’s arrival patiently while on her knees. The first time he had asked her to wait for him bent over, she was a bit uncomfortable; it made her uneasy at the notion of being in such an amatory position with no one in the room, but she has grown used to it. The wait was the best part of the entire experience. It was suspenseful, and it made her heart race with anticipation. He was bound to come in at any moment, but not knowing exactly when made things… erotic; it was inexpressible, really.

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Oh, How We’ve Grown (3/4)

Title: Oh, How We’ve Grown
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Rating: General Audiences
Word count: 1.4k
Warnings: swearing, feels?
Spoilers: None

Apparently ten hours of sleep and waking up to freaking 400 notes does a lot to restore you from severe fatigue. You guys are being so kind, and I appreciate all the kind words you throw my way. So much so that and I may or may not have screenshotted some of your feedback to look at on a bad day. Only one chapter left after this one, I’m sort of nervous. As always, if you want in on the tag list, send me an ask. Do not ask in reblogs and replies because they tend to disappear in the notes, and I’d feel bad if I missed someone.

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We found weekend jobs, when we got paid
We’d buy cheap spirits and drink them straight
Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long

”Domino’s, may I take your order?”

So it’s not the most glamorous job in the world. It’s the worst. It’s slaving for minimum wage in Satan’s sweaty armpit while hoards of rude customers chip away at your faith in humanity. You keep repeating that it’s only for another couple of months more, that you need the money, that it’s a good experience. You roll your eyes when the line crackles as the customer hushes violently into the receiver.

”Shh! Shut up, Steve, I'mma order!”

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So, a sudden thought hit me. Remember how like, Cupid’s bow is like on his palm or something? Like, below if u need pic reference:

And how when Cupid touches two people, that’s like shooting a love arrow at them or like, destinying (not a word, but whatevs) two peeps to be together?

Now remember in episode 5.14: My Bloody Valentine, how the first thing Cupid did (I think) when he sees the trio is like:

He touches Dean, then Cas before letting them go and backing off. Don’t that mean they’re destined for each other?

AND if you look at the background closely…

Need a clearer(ish) shot?

The colours of the bisexual flag (ish).

Now need we more proof of Destiel?

(tries to ignore fact that Sam also got hugged by Cupid shh I’m trying to prove my ship is canon rn)

I’m probs reading too much into everything… And making up my own crazy-ass theories. And this is also something that probs lots of other people have already picked up on and posted about but eh. AND this is also a couple seasons late (couple meaning six) but WHATEVER. Destiel, man.

i just need it to happen in s12 b4 i go insane :((

k bye

“Even though the author has stated that he is writing an arc for Jaime that explores redemption, since we know that his final act will be the ragey jealous murder of his sister, the author is incorrect.”

Valonqar disease strikes again. This circular fucking logic. “Being the valonqar means Jaime’s role in this unfinished story is already known, so literally every shred of actual text evidence must be evaluated from this assumption.” 

What this means is that Jaime can never be seen as someone who might be healing, might be on some interesting path and might do something unexpected, might someday do exactly what the increasingly believable season seven spoilers say he’s going to do. Valonqar disease means we must justify anything he is currently doing or might do in the future by asking, “Will this make up for the fact that he’s going to murder his sister in a jealous rage?” And of course, the answer is always going to be no. Thus, Jaime is entirely shut down, undiscussable. 

You know what’s particularly frustrating? I began reading this series a few months prior to the publication of ASOS in 2000. I was in grad school at FSU, so November 2000 means three things to me: being unable to navigate the media horde around the Capitol building in Tallahassee, the epic one-two punch of Fool for Love and Darla airing back to back, and the Red Wedding sinking my hoped-for Jaime/Catelyn flirtation.

After ASOS was published I watched real time as discussions about Jaime became more interesting. It was great, people actually discussed the weirwood dream at length. You can’t get anyone to even glance at that episode these days. Even now that we have confirmation that Jaime killing Aerys has appeared in Bran’s visions, you know? That was an old theory, that Bran had sent that dream, and other dreams experienced close to weirwood, like when Theon is sleeping in Ned’s bed. You’d think The Door would’ve caused some re-examination there, but nope. Why would Bran need to see Jaime taking that action? I mean, Jaime is the valonqar, so it must not mean anything at all. They just needed to pad out the vision so they wrote and shot a whole thing with Aerys and burn them all, it’s random, shh, don’t talk about it.

And then I watched them slowly shut down after AFFC - which is my fave book by far - until sometime over the past five years, fandom decided Jaime was not discussable at all, because we know he’s the valonqar. People were still able to talk about the character before the show began, but for whatever reason, even the show leaving it out entirely just made folks double down. The absence of valonqar somehow makes it even MORE undeniable, you see! It is baffling.

Take it from me: discourse was not improved by the decision that Jaime cannot be discussed as anything other than the valonqar.