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SF9 Personalities

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SF9 Masterlist

Originally posted by neozbin

Okay well SF9 is a 9 member boy group under FNC Entertainment. The group debuted on 3 October, 2016. So fairly recent. In my opinion this group is very loving and funny and deserve a lot of attention. I love them so now I will explain each member as fully as I can.

Recently on a V-Live they boys announced the Fandom name after many discussions and the fandom together have come up with Fantasy. So now this fandom is called Fantasy.

FUTURE

ACCOMPANY

NEXT

TOGETHER

AFFECT

SF9

YOU

Another meaning to why we are called Fantasy is-

“A wish coming true in one’s imagination”. Sf9 fans will be apart of making SF9′s wish come true and that every moment SF9 and FANTASY spends together will be like a fantasy.

Songs-

Fanfare

K.O

Roar (Just released today!! SO HYPED)

So beautiful

Together

Youngbin:

Originally posted by bureureung

Stage Name: Youngbin

Real Name: Kim Youngbin

Position: Leader,  Lead Rapper and Dancer.

Birthday: 23rd November, 1993

Nationality: Korean

Youngbin is the leader and he is constantly supporting and loving his members. He has he cutest eyes smile possible. He is also extremely hard working and passionate about what he does and that is clear. Although being the leader he is known for messing around and just acting silly along with his members showing off that he is a child at heart. He loves amusement parks and can’t help his excitement. He motivates and fills every member with confidence. He loves and adores his members and constantly shows his gratitude towards his members.

Inseong:

Originally posted by fy-sf9

Stage Name: Inseong

Real Name: Kim Inseong

Position: Main Vocalist, Dancer

Birthday: 12th July, 1993

Nationality: Korean

Inseong is SF9′s English speaker as he studied in London for a year. Inseong is loving and caring with all of his members and is no where near afraid to show them his love for them. Inseong tends to be shy and sometimes has an awkward personality and that just makes him even more adorable. His voice is quite deep but very soft and soothing. Calls himself ‘Fennic Fox’ because of his eyes. Also Inseong loves to draw like really loves to draw especially manga.

Jaeyoon:

Originally posted by foxyins

Stage Name: Jaeyoon

Real Name: Lee Jaeyoon

Position: Lead Vocalist, Dancer (*Cough* Bias Wrecker *Cough*)

Birthday: 9th August, 1994

Nationality: Korean

Jaeyoon is a big baby, he is scared of absolutely everything, heights roller coasters or anything scary but doesn’t that just make him so cute?! Mr sunshine straight up like he is always smiling or laughing or attached to Inseong, I’m sure they are in love. Has a beautiful smile like look at him! Very powerful vocals. He’s funny and cute and JUST SO SASSY LIKE DAMN!

Dawon:

Originally posted by bureureung

Stage Name: Dawon

Real Name: Lee Sanghyuk

Position: Lead Vocalist, Dancer

Birthday: 25th July, 1995

Nationality: Korean

Dawon is the lovable ball of fluff along with energy like its a never ending pit. Dawon has the skills to be an MC and normally hosts most of the little competitions on their YouTube channel. Complete meme, like his existence forms a meme. Dawon needs an award for how extra he is like he is extra as all hell. He is the ultimate mood maker and can cheer anyone up. Love this man.

Zuho:

Originally posted by w00nkiee

Stage Name: Zuho

Real Name: Baek Juho

Position: Main Rapper, Dancer

Birthday: 4th July, 1996

Nationality: Korean

This man is a trickster like in mv’s he is this mysterious, rough guy with an aura of intimidation with a low voice but don’t be fooled as he is really just fuzzy teddy bear like he just wants some cuddling and some loving and he will be pleased. Like this guy is very loving, caring and romantic. Like he is just the perfect combination yet he isn’t my bias. Yet somehow if he still seems intimidating just remember that he can’t go to the toilet in the dark alone, he always needs another member with him.

Rowoon:

Originally posted by malegroups

Stage Name: Rowoon

Real Name: Kim Seokwoo

Position: Main Vocalist, Visual, Dancer

Birthday: 7th August, 1996

Nationality: Korean

Rowoon is Mr Mummy, like he looks after all his members and takes care of them. He protects the younger ones with his life and that is so adorable. He loves to cook which you could see in the cook off he has with Zuho and Inseong. This mummy is very clinging with his members and loves cuddles as well and when he gets excited and happy he jumps up and down. Also very giant and athletic.

Taeyang:

Originally posted by dangchanhee

Stage Name: Taeyang

Real Name: Yoo Taeyang

Position: Main Dancer, Main Vocalist

Birthday: 28th February, 1997

Nationality: Korean

Mr puppy like I don’t care what anyone says he is a puppy. Taeyang calls himself “Sexy & Charismatic” which is completely true because I am sure that when you start liking SF9 the first person you bias is Taeyang because look at him with those sweater paws!! One of the more silent types but he is a flirt when he does talk like never ending flirting. Taeyang definitely overworks himself and will stay up late dancing and practising so this man needs to be shown all the love and support because he deserves it just like the other members.

Hwiyoung:

Originally posted by forsf9

Stage Name: Hwiyoung

Real Name: Kim Youngkyun

Position: Rapper, Supporting Vocalist, Dancer (MY BIAS LIKE LOOK AT HIM)

Birthday: 11th May, 1999

Nationality: Korean

This my boo!! Anyways, he is extremely confident with his looks because he has all right to be. But don’t take that as if he is self centred because he isn’t. In fact he has one of the shy personalities but has energy bursts and acts crazy with everyone else. Constant aegyo because he is an adorable bunny. Works out a bit and likes to keep fit. Definitely has his savage moments. Extremely emotional as well, once cried in dance practice because of something Youngbin said but have worked that out straight away.

Chani:

Originally posted by kangchaneee

Stage Name: Chani

Real Name: Kang Chanhee

Position: Vocalist, Main Dancer and Maknae

Birthday: 17th January, 2000

Nationality: Korean

Do not mistake this he is definitely the youngest despite his deep voice. He has the cutest smile and does aegyo a whole lot as you can see fro the gif. Also a young cliche is scared of absolutely everything just like Jaeyoon. He also has a very quiet personality and is also very cute. Even though he is younger than the rest he is one of the more mature ones but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t muck around a lot because he does! Looked after by all members and also looks after them too.

Originally posted by clickedyourheart

Thats is all of them and I hope you love them as much as I do! Tell me who your bias is if you have one!! Don’t forget to request something!!!

-Admin Kira

Love Always Wakes the Dragon

(and suddenly flames everywhere)

It could be worse. You do have all the luxuries befitting a princess, though one charged with treason. But a gilded cage is still a cage. And the prospect of withering away in this, the tallest tower of the Palace of Asgard, in the same place where your once-betrothed will live and marry and rule from, it’s almost too much to bear.


author: sugardaddytonystark (formerly buckysbackpackbuckle)
pairing: Thor x Jotun!Reader
word count: 4067
warnings: brat prince Thor, unprotected sex, oral sex, hair pulling, choking

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Territory (Dogboy Hybrid AU) | Taehyung x You

Rated: M 

Warning: Graphic hybrid smut. Please don’t read this if you’re not into it because I don’t want to scar you

Summary: Dogboy Tae gets extremely possessive when “that time of the month” rolls around and find’s it hard to control his natural instincts and his dominating nature during the monthly occurrence.

Note: Ah, okay, so this is my first time ever writing about Hybrids and stuff like that, so please bear with me. The idea came to mind while I was surfing the interwebz, so I just thought I’d write it up. What a thing to be my first post lol, but oh well.. Idgaf. I’m pretty much uneducated on “Dogboys” but I’m giving it my best shot.. HUZZAH!!~ 

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You were driving him insane. The intoxicating scent of you calling out to him, begging for him to mount you and claim you as his own before any other male could get to you. It was hard to fight his natural instincts, but he knew better than to force you into anything and you had told him you didn’t feel well, stating you had ‘cramps’ or something along those lines. But your body was crying out for him to dominate you, your body needed him, he could sense it, and it was taking every ounce of his willpower to refrain from mounting you whenever he was in your presence. And that was quite a lot.

It was already hard enough not to mount you, so he really couldn’t help his need to follow you around everywhere, his possessive nature having to make sure no other male could get near you, his precious bitch. Just the thought of it made the hair on the back of his neck raise, his hands clench into fists and a snarl appear on his lips, slightly revealing his canines hid beneath. 

He was in no mood to be tested today in particular. He could sense you were at your peak of ovulation, which was when it was most hard for him to suppress his feral desires. It was so strange to him how humans were so unaware to what their bodies needed. Couldn’t you sense even a little bit how badly your body was yearning for him? He could only shake his head, perplexed by your utter oblivion. 

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@infinite-atmosphere LOOK WHAT YOU’VE STARTED NOW I WARNED YOU

Small pec worship drabble heavily inspired by this because wow hello can I nap on those please?




“Still working at this hour?”

“Gabe …” Jack sighed warningly as Gabriel appeared stealthily behind him – he pressed himself up against Jack’s back in a warm, insistent move that was evidently meant to distract entirely. Gabriel’s hips pushed forward to cradle against Jack’s ass, his broad torso flush against his back as he spooned up against him.  

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anonymous asked:

Hey! Love your blog. A question: out of all cockles panels (JIB & honcon) witch one do you think is the gayest?

This is such a tough question! 

Since we’ve gotten to see Jensen and Misha’s relationship develop over the course of about ten years, there are a lot of flavors of Gay to sort through! And it’s so hard to pick a favorite! 

JIB2: bABY GAY

Bad and awkward jokes, weird distance and stiffness, nervous fidgeting and adjusting, Jensen constantly reaching out for reassurance, basically “do you like me do you like me do you like me” on repeat, god he is so desperate, and a little possessive because it’s all just so new, Misha’s playing it cool but poking fun at Jensen is way too fun to pass up (he also does humor him quite a bit because, yeah, ok, he’s cute), tender, NEITHER ONE OF THEM KNOWS WHAT THEY’RE DOING BUT THEY’RE CLEARLY SMITTEN

  • Onstage orgasm??? Jensen has NO idea what to do with his face let alone the uncomfortable boner he’s sporting? “Am I turned on? Am I afraid? What is happening?”
  • THIS WAS THE BRACELET YEAR! They got each other matching jewelry? It’s so sickeningly high school I just - god, they’re so small. So innocent. So gay. Look at Jensen’s really bad hat.

It’s sweet and hilarious and also painfully embarrassing. Actual footage of Jensen and Misha today looking back on JIB2:

JIB3: Tense gay

This was a weird one because it’s the first Cockles panel after the alleged breakup. It’s probably my least favorite because nothing really Gay happens, but I do have to talk about it a liiiitle. There’s some distance between them and some awkward fumbling, but Jensen is trying REALLY HARD TO PUSH THROUGH and he even puts his bracelet from JIB2 on again, he’s extremely masculine and a little cocky (it’s very hot), it’s one of the really rare moments when Jensen takes control of a situation and pilots with his stage persona? Lots of “just dudes being guys” moments. Misha slowly thaws out and the mood improves but they’re not quite at a strong level of comfort yet. Weird moment when they no homo away Destiel that drags on for way too long, almost overcompensating.

  • Noteworthy: “We get a tingly feeling when we hear it so we know it’s you.”

JIB4: playful, charged dork nerds exploring their relationship

Best possible improvement after JIB3. Soft friendship, lots of blushing and “ums,” real shy and tender and a lot of tension that sneaks out in laughter and bad eye contact, which promptly gives way to wild energy and close hovering, stuttering and big smiles and adjusting, awkward gestures, constantly making fun of each other, pulling on pigtails and clumsy teasing, a kind of self-consciousness runs through everything but they are sweet and steady and push each other past the discomfort, so much sexual tension

  • THE WHOLE RESUME BATTLE DEBACLE???? Will there ever be anything more iconic than this? Utterly ridiculous, the ultimate flirty pigtail pulling
  • Flowers??? Most gay.
  • Honestly so flamboyant and funny this is where they start to really get comfortable with each other and it only gets better from here

JIB5 is like…. honeymooning Married And In Love gay

SO VERY GIGGLY, really dumb gags, soooo smiley!!! it’s actually stupid!!!, bodies under extreme gravitational pull like seriously they are constantly moving into each others’ space, HIP CHECKS!!!, reminiscing onstage together, no blushing just chill and happy and playful and secure in each other and themselves, heart eyes to the extreme

mayday, mayday!!!! man down!!!!!!

other highlights include:

  • THE ONSTAGE KISS THAT WASN’T EVEN PART OF THE COCKLES PANEL
  • Actually, I forgot, there were TWO onstage kisses, the other one happened when Misha uninvited just hopped up on the stage with Jensen and kissed him right on the cheek
  • It was so gay that I actually wrote a fic about it
  • This has nothing to do with anything but they both look so good. Jensen’s hair and Misha’s shirt (the color!!!) and he’s tan and they color coordinate and they’re so happy and ugh I just love it. One of the most aesthetically pleasing panels even if Mish is a string bean

JIB6: Ultimate Soft Dad gay

Comfort, easiness, not extraordinarily Gay™ but clear love there. Very family oriented with a hint of dirtiness? They keep the romance alive but their lives are so much richer and fuller and they’ve come together over it, you know what I’m just going to start listing things you’ll get the idea

  • “My friend and protector”
  • “Save it for when we take our pants off” *Jensen reaches for his belt*
  • bulldozing and steamrolling over one another, Jensen flat out ignoring Misha for several minutes to talk about his own thing, much to Misha’s annoyance
  • they literally go on for 15 minutes unprovoked in their own little world before realizing that they should probably take questions, “i think this is just two idiots up here talking”
  • big laughs big laughs everything is hilarious jensen is such a disaster
  • touching <333
  • drinking “apple juice” with their faces on their knees side by side
  • tum tum tum tum tu mtu tmutmtut mmm m SHOWIN’ OFF THE DAD BOD. JEN IS WELL FED AND GLOWING.
    • Misha: “In one slight flip of the wrist, you just sold out Jus in Bello 2016”
  • Misha leans in and smells Jensen’s armpit and Jensen just stands still? and lets him? what kind of weird domestic bullshit…….
  • “Jensen doesn’t have any annoying qualities”
  • Riding innuendos
  • some actually really great JMDV content
  • Dad talk! Talking about kids and poop! Together!
  • Dad dancing, I’m cringing, I’m upset

JIB7: settled down, quiet but steady gay

A Good Mood, composed but really no fucks given, the throes of sexual passion have left them behind to be replaced by soft introductions and quiet comfort in each others’ space, overflowing compliments but also constant poking fun at each other, reading each others’ minds, silent communication, in sync and slowly getting closer and closer together, sass, innuendos like you would NOT BELIEVE and from MINUTE ONE, but then they also get excited talking about…. phone plans and saving money, commiserating about being old and bitter together, rambling, oh no, much more chill than last year

  • Misha’s full bodied laughter, kicks his actual feet up in the air so we see the bottoms of his shoes
  • Guitar playing :(
  • Both influence and When Harry Met Sally making… a comeback
  • Jensen swearing more than once, two F-bombs
  • “I TURN MY BACK FOR TWO MINUTES”

JIB8: a disaster, chaotic gay, objectively PEAK Gay

y’all. listen. wild ride from start to finish. just watch it.

HonCon 2017: I don’t even know what this is

it literally just happened so bear with me if this is incoherent but we got about 40 minutes - not even a full hour!! - in which Jensen Ackles told the story of when he first realized he was in love with Misha Collins while wearing matching shirts that he bought for the two of them and it’s so……… unbelievable. i honestly don’t have enough critical emotional distance at this point to rate this in comparison to other cockles panels but i know without a doubt that this moment will go down in my book as one of the absolute best ones


So how is one expected to choose!!! They are all gay and all terrible!!!! We’ve gotten to see an entire spectrum of relationship development, from crush to starting over to securely together to honeymooned to new dads to Old Dads. It’s incredibly rewarding and all you have to do is pick out your favorite stage of the relationship to get your best answer.

Of all of these though, I have to say that JIB4 and JIB8 are probably my favorites, with JIB5 and JIB6 also being a very strong contenders. I like the panels that show off Jensen and Misha’s friendship first, the moments where they can really let loose and just be silly with each other without reservations, whatever form that takes. I live for that.

SORRY I DIDN’T REALLY ANSWER YOUR QUESTION AND I DEFINITELY WENT ON SEVERAL TANGENTS OH WELL

The Tenth Floor pt8

Min Yoongi had gone through 34 secretaries in the past 24 months, and each one of them left in tears. This fact alone should have warned you against taking the job, but the pay was too good to pass up. Surely you could put up with a billionaires temper-tantrums, right?

Yoongi x Reader & Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Fluff, humor, probably some angst

Warnings: Strong language at times, maybe some slight smut eventually

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13


“Make who pay?” You pulled away from Taehyung, trying to see his face in the scarce light of the half-moon. “Why would you even think that it’s a ‘him’?”

Taehyung shrugged. “You were out with Yoongi all day, so I just assumed…” His voice trailed off. Seokjin must have told Taehyung where you were, and that coupled with the fact that you were only a block away from the carnival made it understandable how Taehyung would figure it out. 

“It has nothing to do with Yoongi.” You took a step back, away from Taehyung as you dried your eyes with the back of your sleeve. “He went home hours ago.” You weren’t sure why you suddenly didn’t want Taehyung to know what happened; maybe some part of you was protecting Yoongi, but you had no idea why. 

“Alright. So who did make you cry, then?” He asked after a moment.

“It doesn’t matter.” You shook your head, trying to clear it. “Can you drive me home?” 

“Yeah, but–” Taehyung didn’t look like he was ready to drop it, and you held up a hand for him to stop. 

“I know you want to help–and I appreciate it. But right now, I just want to go home. Anyway, what happened tonight is my business, I’ll sort it out.” 

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‘  let me just make one thing clear… i have no clue what’s going on, ever, at any moment, at any point in time. who knows what’s going on? not me. not ever.  ’
‘  i would just like to publicly announce that i have no idea what i am doing  ’
‘  we came from the same star and we will come together again in the end  ’
‘  i have a ‘why am i like this’ moment at least five times a day  ’
‘  did i need it? no. did i buy it? yes.  ’
‘  the most dangerous game is resting your eyes after you turned off the alarm clock in the morning  ’
‘  petition for stars in the day time please???  ’
‘  i love it when i wake up and stretch and something cracks. makes me feel like a glo-stick  ’
‘  drop whatever you’re doing right now and climb a tree  ’
‘  the most fucked up part of adult life is how you can just decide to do things  ’
‘  i’m a person who wants to do lots of things trapped inside a body that wants to SLEEP at all times  ’
‘  i’m so tired but i’ll probably be awake until 3 am for no reason  ’
‘  time to kick my own ass. bitch had it coming for too long  ’
‘  honestly ‘thanks i hate it’ is one of the funniest phrases in the english language  ’
‘  do you ever wonder how many people have loved you and never told you?  ’
‘  the internets one true talent is making me sick of things i’ve never seen or read or heard  ’
‘  i’m permanently emotionally damaged but it’s chill, i’m chill  ’
‘  all cracker barrels are dimensionally linked. you could walk into a cracker barrel in georgia and walk out of one in arkansas and feel nothing  ’
‘  ‘you look different with makeup’????? you think i’m buying shit for hundreds of dollars to just keep looking like my ugly self … ok  ’
‘  why did the fray go off so hard in ‘how to save a life’?  ’
‘  anyone else bummed they have 2 sleep alone tonight and uh not in some1s arms  ’
‘  not to be too controversial but i like it when people are nice   ’
‘  the sun has no business tapping out at the tender hour of 5pm bitch i have depression  ’
‘  i forgot how fucking weird november is theres no afternoon its just night after 2pm  ’
‘  what time do you need me? i am unavailable whenever that time is  ’
‘  look i may have made a few typos and committed a few murders but nobody’s perfect okay  ’
‘  i guess at this point i should just consider dating myself  ’
‘  i’m aiming for the “she’s a badass and cute as hell but i wouldn’t touch her without asking” look  ’
‘  haha if you’re bored you could kiss me idk just sayin  ’
‘  i see you’re paying attention to someone who is not me. why is that.  ’
‘  80s music wont solve all my life’s problems but it certainly distracts me from them  ’
‘  i cant believe what walkie talkies are called  ’
‘  some people think life is like a rollercoaster but my life is more like one of those rides that spin really fast so you’re pinned to the wall and can’t do anything about it  ’
‘  hey girl do you want to make a fragile human connection in the vast and unfeeling infinity of a chaotic universe  ’
‘  all these fuckboys but who is the fuckfather  ’
‘  i love drunk me but i don’t trust her  ’
‘  do you have those people that you’d go anywhere with unconditionally, like they could say “lets go check out that dumpster” and you’d be like “im in”  ’
‘  nah sorry i cant go out tonight, i have plans to spiral into uncontrollable anxiety starting in the early evening and ending at roughly 3 am  ’
‘  me: queen of having had enough  ’
‘  she needs a hug (i’m she)  ’
‘  is it acceptable to start an essay with “listen here you little shit”?  ’
‘  90% of my day is me being nervous  ’
‘  cons: i’m an asshole. pros: i’m your asshole.  ’
‘  give me 10 reasons why i shouldn’t just turn into a slug right now  ’
‘  are we gonna fuckn hold hands tonight or what bitch  ’
‘  dear soulmate, where the fuck are you  ’
‘  i’m so easily revitalized by small, loving gestures  ’
‘  i dont know what im feeling but there is a lot of it  ’
‘  let’s be friends with benefits. the benefits? you get to be friends with me  ’
‘  you ever just sit back and think like… yo… i really don’t care  ’
‘  im surprised no one has ever punched me in the face  ’
‘  what if mike was short for micycle  ’
‘  hey fellow regular kids what’s up  ’
‘  if u ever called me pretty i love you. ur pretty too  ’
‘  do you ever just ‘there’s probably something medically wrong with me but i’m just gonna ignore it and hope i don’t die’?  ’
‘  why did we stop building castles? i feel like humanity might live to regret that  ’
‘  i’ll never be as lazy as whoever named the fireplace  ’
‘  i am so glad you exist, even if you exist so far away from me  ’
‘  i can hold a wet bar of soap better than a conversation  ’
‘  she is beauty, she is grace, she got her feelings hurt 42 times today  ’
‘  13 years of school and im still not sure if its ‘grey’ or ‘gray’  ’
‘  hope u like bad girls because i’m bad at everything  ’
‘  got a problem with me? kiss me on the lips dude  ’
‘  too many songs about love. not enough songs about sword fights  ’
‘  don’t talk to me or my 78 insecurities ever again  ’
‘  i just did a tarot reading… it said ur a bitch  ’
‘  a good substitute for love and fulfillment? a crunchwrap supreme from taco bell  ’
‘  i fucked up? idk what you’re referring to but probably  ’
‘  *in a high-pitched mocking voice* “are you okay?” what the fuck.  ’
‘  how do u just….. not believe in aliens  ’
‘  a coffee pot can be a coffee mug if you just don’t fucking care  ’
‘  “you’re up early!” jokes on you i didn’t sleep at all and am in between energized and dying  ’
‘  dont wanna sound like a slut but i really need a hug right now  ’
‘  casual fan? no sorry i only know how to invest my whole livelihood into something and spend every waking moment thinking about said thing  ’
‘  i have a dozen hearts swirling around my head irl like that isnt a filter its permanent  ’
‘  i worry about you even when you say you’re fine  ’
‘  i will never hurt you. i will always stick by your side. i will always try to make you smile  ’
‘  true love: having to hold back your adorable, violent girlfriend to keep her from straight up murdering a dude  ’
‘  cute date idea: be nice to me  ’
‘  im so jealous of people who know what they want to do with their future i dont even know what t.v show to watch next  ’
‘  me? clingy? yes please don’t leave me  ’
‘  hey….,.,.. no offense but,,. i want someone to love and cherish me  ’
‘  i need someone to lay in bed with me for hours  ’
‘  dark hannah montana….. show me the worst of both worlds  ’
‘  someone has to say it: come on eileen is a fucking banger like that shit snaps,, a bop for the century  ’
‘  roses are red, i’m going to bed  ’
‘  bless netflix for creating the skip intro button honestly  ’
‘  they call me… 7 Knives. because that’s how many knives it takes me to cook things because i keep puttin em in the fuckin sink without thinking about it  ’
‘  i wanna burry my face in someone’s chest right now til i fall asleep and wake up 4 hours later just to find i’m still in their arms  ’
‘  the internet has ruined me honestly i’m numb to everything. it could be the end of the world and i’d be like “tag urself i’m the acid rain”  ’
‘  lately i have been…….dying to be in love…,..and that’s the mood sadly  ’
‘  not to be ns fw but i’d cry if someone kissed me on the cheek  ’
‘  sexting? nah. i’m into spexting. spooky texting. ever seen a ghost? hmu.  ’
‘  not to sound cocky as shit but i’m a fucking good person with a big heart and i deserve a lot more than the shitty hand life has dealt me this far  ’
‘  i say i love you a lot because i do  ’
‘  i’m sorry. i can’t come to the phone right now? why? oh. cause i hate talking on the phone please text me instead.  ’
‘  low on self esteem, so u run on mac & cheese  ’
‘  who’s gonna come lay with me in bed and let me wrap my legs and arms around u like a small bear  ’
‘  youre a coward if youre not on the way to my house right now to give me a kiss  ’
‘  my personality is like 90% the song i’m currently listening to  ’
‘  the first step to any murder is to have fun and be yourself  ’
‘  no offense @ life but can i have a breath.. a break… some slack…  ’
‘  the best kind of alcohol is a lot  ’
‘  911 i hate to be “that guy” but i glued myself to the ceiling again  ’
‘  having “feelings” is ruining my reputation of being a heartless bitch  ’

Pink Lemonade

Summary: Richie Tozier finds himself in a sticky situation and is forced to hide in a closet for safety. He wasn’t expecting to find the space already occupied, and he defiantly wasn’t expecting to enjoy the company so much.

A/N: I actually hate this chapter, it is such a filler. I mean it’s leading somewhere but god, get on with it. Oh well, let us go on!!!!

Word Count: 1930

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Richie looked at his clock, noticing how late he was running. He cursed, hurrying through his door as fast as his feet would take him. The truck door slammed against his leg, pushing against his bruises but he ignored the pain, shoving the key in the ignition and breathing life into his beat up vehicle. He smirked, pulling from his drive and flooring it, the sound of his screeching tires echoing in the cool morning air.

By the time he had made it to the Kaspbrak household Eddie was already standing by the curb, his face scrunching up in frustration. Richie pulled beside him, smiling proudly. “You’re late.” The small boy sneered before hopping into the cab.

“Well good morning to you too sunshine.” He replied back cheerfully.

“I still don’t understand why Bill can’t just pick me up. He lives right down the street.” Eddie grumbled, buckling his seatbelt.

“Well like I explained yesterday, Bill and Stan are at the crucial point in their relationship where they like to suck face in the back of Billy Boy’s car before class.” Richie retorted, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it before shifting in gear and continuing towards the school. “So unless you’re into three-some’s I think you might want to reconsider who you ride with.”

Eddie huffed in annoyance, “Does it have to be you though? You were late on the first day!”

“Exactly Eddie Bear, the first day. Give me time to adjust to my new schedule!” He replied, stealing a glance at his friend. The bruises on his face and neck had healed some over the weekend but was still black and purple in places making Richie feel sick. He took in a long drag, exhaling slowly. “So how did your mom take your face?” The question was quick but Eddie flinched none the less.

“I spent all day yesterday in the ER, getting CAT scans.” He replied, shrugging his shoulders and sighing. “She was sure I had a concussion or brain bleed or something. Didn’t want me going to school today because of it.”

“Huh well that sucks ass, way to stick it to her.”

“What about you?” He asked, staring at Richie’s own bruised mug. “How did your folks take it?”

“Wouldn’t know.” Richie muttered, flicking his death stick out the open window. “Mom was too drunk to take notice and Dad hasn’t been back all weekend.”

“Oh.” He whispered, looking out towards the upcoming school. “I-I’m sorry.”

Richie shrugged off the sentiment, pulling into a parking space. “Nothing to be sorry about.” He replied, offering a smile to his classmate. “Been like that my whole life, wouldn’t know what to do if my parents took notice of me.”

Eddie frowned, opening his mouth to respond only to be cut off by Mike who had pounced across the hood of the truck with a loud, obnoxious thud. The boy smiled widely, looking through the windshield at them, “Well look at you two, a matching pair.”

Richie rolled his eyes, opening his car door. “I’ll show you a matching pair Hanlon” He yelled making a rather crude gesture through his pants. Mike laughed, tumbling back onto the ground. The trashmouth looked over to his small friend and grinned. “Coming along Eds?”

“Don’t call me that.” Eddie replied, opening his own door and hoping out. He headed towards the school entrance, not looking back at his driver. Richie followed obediently, swearing he could see a blush creep up the small boy’s neck.


Richie walked Eddie to his first period, waving at him as he disappeared through the door. He whistled a light tune, heading towards his Chemistry class that he shared with Beverly and Ben. As he sat down the two took notice to his enjoyable attitude.

“Someone is in a good mood.” Ben remarked, opening his book to the lab that they were to do for the day. He looked up and cringed. “What happened to your face?”

“Got in a fight.” Richie replied casually, “Was defending your mothers honor so you’re welcome.”

Beverly rolled her eyes, “He was trying to defend Eddie’s honor and got his ass kicked.”

“So it is true.” Ben remarked, grinning happily. “You do have a thing for him.”

“I do not.” The trashmouth protested, “Who in the hell told you that?”

“Me.”

“Beverly!” He hissed, “What the fuck!”

She shrugged, “What’s the big deal? You took a beating for the kid, it that doesn’t scream ‘I like you’ then I honestly don’t know what does.”

“Still, was it necessary to tell Haystack?” He bit, ignoring the lecture that had begun up front. “Who else have you told?”

“No one.” Beverly replied coldly, shoving his shoulder. “God, paranoid much?”

“Yeah I guess I am, my best friend has a huge mouth.” He retorted, huffing in frustration. Beverly scoffed, flipping him off and drawing attention back to their group.

“Please pay attention back there!” The elderly lady screeched, pointing her finger to the three friends.

“We are Ms. Dupree.” Ben replied, gesturing to his open book.

The teacher narrowed her eyes, practically spitting venom towards them. “If you are paying attention then tell me Mr. Hanscom, what is the most abundant protein in the human body?”

“Collagen.” Ben replied proudly. The teacher sneered, turning back to the black board in defeat. Richie patted his friend on the back, whispering a quick and kind thank you before settling down in his seat. Every now and then he would shoot a dirty look to Beverly, which she so kindly ignored.

“If it’s any consolation,” The stout boy in his group whispered, leaning across the lab towards Richie. “I heard Eddie likes you too.”

“What?” Richie sputtered in surprise, his heart fluttering in his chest. “Who told you that?”

“Can’t tell.”  He replied, smirking. “I don’t want to have a huge mouth.”

Beverly laughed.


Lunch came quickly and the trahsmouth headed to their table in the quad. Bill and Stan had arrived first completely engrossed in their own conversation. Richie beamed as he sat down, pulling the cigarette from his pocket and lit it before asking, “So what are you two lover boys talking about?”

“None of your business.” Stan bit, eyeing the death stick in his hand. “And I told you before, you can’t smoke out here.”

“Wow I think that’s the first time you’ve spoken to me in school.” Richie replied, taking in an exasperated drag. “Talk rules to me baby, I like it.”

Bill smiled, chuckling at the unhealthy exchange. “W-we were talking about t-the out of s-state game this weekend.” He replied, nodding at Mike and Ben how had taken their usual seats beside them. “T-there is a bunch of s-students going, renting a h-hotel and everything.”

“I heard that.” Ben added awkwardly. “I think it’s just an excuse to party without parents busting down the door.”

“Probably.” Mike replied, “The game’s supposed to be a blow out.”

“So are you guys going?” Richie asked, smoke trailing out of his nostrils.

Bill shrugged, “I-I don’t know, I-I think it’ll be f-fun. If w-we go t-together we can s-split rooms.”

“I think it’s a stupid idea.” Stan hissed, rolling his eyes.

“Oh then we must go.” Richie joked, winking at the annoyed friend.

“Go where?” The group looked up to notice Eddie and Beverly who had arrived together. As they sat down Richie looked over to his best friend, handing her a cigarette as a peace offering, which she accepted.

“Out of state football game, hotel and party. You down?” Mike asked, smirking at Richie knowingly. The trashmouth noticed, nearly choking on his smoke. He turned and ripped the cigarette from Bev’s fingers.

“Hey!” She protested, “What did you do that for?”

“You know why.” He bit, crushing the already diminished stick he had and sucking down the new one. She didn’t reply, only scoffing in annoyance.

Eddie raised an eyebrow at the weird exchange, only shaking his head. “I guess if I can convince my mom I’m game but it’s going to be a miracle with my face already pounded in once this year.”

Richie smirked, the dirty joke dancing on his tongue. He gulped down the inappropriate comment, taking in a drag instead. “W-Well try, and l-let us know t-tonight so we c-can make the r-reservations.”

“Fine.” The small boy replied, taking his first bite of his lunch. “But I doubt she’ll go for it.”

“I bet she will go for me.” Richie joked, unable to keep his comments to himself.

“Oh shove off Tozier.” He replied, smirking playfully.


It was after the sixth ring and second shout from his mother that Richie picked up the phone, cursing the person in the process. “Tozier residence, sober one speaking.”

“He can go.” A high pitched girl practically squealed from the other line.

“What?”

“Eddie.” Beverly explained, the television blaring behind her. “He convinced his mom it was an overnight field trip and he told Bill he can go this weekend.”

Richie felt his heart jump into his throat, “Seriously? That hag believed him?”

“I guess so!”

“Holy shit.” He replied, a smile pulling at the corners of his lips. “Didn’t think that squirt had it in him.”

“You know you have to make a move right?” Beverly asked, her voice laced with seriousness that made Richie’s stomach twist painfully. “It’ll be the perfect time and you know it.”

“Beverly-“

“Come on.” She whined, and Richie could practically hear her stop her foot through the phone. “You just have to okay? If you don’t you may never get a chance like this again.”

He sighed, leaning his head against the wall. “I know.” And he did know because the word had gotten out about what had happened this weekend, earning Eddie extra attention that had attracted other possible suitors. If he didn’t do something soon he would be forced to sit back and watch the boy he liked screw around when he would give anything for it to be him who Eddie was screwing.

“Just ask him Richie.”


The rest of the week went by in a blur of planning and excitable discussions as friend’s argued how they were going to all make the five hour drive. In the end it was settled that Bill was going to drive his car while Richie drove his truck. With Mike heading down with the team it left six of them to endure the trip together.

Saturday came and the friends met outside of Bill’s house, everyone eager for their upcoming adventure. Richie stayed in his vehicle, his head lulling against his shoulders while his hand bit into an energy drink. Last night had been one of the worst sleeps he had ever endured. His refusing to quit as it made up scenarios about the next day. Every single one involved Eddie and every single one ended badly

The car door creaked opened and Richie groaned. “About time Beverly, I thought you were going to-“He stopped, noticing the smallish kid in his passenger seat. His eyebrow raised in confusion, “The fuck are you doing here?”

“I was kicked out of the other car.” He huffed, buckling his seat belt. Richie felt his heart kink in his chest. “Apparently it had been decided that I was stuck with your ass.”

A grin curled on the trashmouths face, “Well aren’t you lucky.” He cooed, “I’m clearly the best road trip partner, I have a great taste in music.

Eddie scoffed, “I doubt that.”

“Just wait Eds, there is a lot that can surprise you.”


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Imagine...Getting In A Fight

Originally posted by jensenfans

Request: I’m so glad requests are open! Can I request a Jensen x reader where they have a big fight (you can choose the reason) and she storms out and later Jensen watches a car accident on the news and the car matches the readers and he thinks it’s hers but she walks in and it ends fluffy?

Pairing: Jensen x reader

Warnings: language, angsty


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13 Going on 30 (Part 1)

Summary: When your 13th birthday party goes awry, and you make a life changing wish - you wake up to discover you’ve flash forwarded 17 years ahead. 

Word Count: 2,186. 

A/N: This new series is entirely based off of the film, “13 Going on 30.” I figured it’s about damn time someone makes that movie into a Bucky series and here we are now. Hope you guys enjoy, and feedback would be well appreciated! :D

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An Ice Cream Misunderstanding | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Jealousy, Fluff
POV: Reader’s/First Person

A/N: Hi everyone! This is the first ever write-up that I am posting, so please be nice. Haha. If you have requests, don’t hesitate to message me and I’ll get back to you. Jealous Zach will always be my favorite Zach for some reason, next to dumb baby Zach. Anyway, enjoy!

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“Baby can we go get some ice cream?” my boyfriend says with puppy eyes as he laid his head on my thighs while we were seated in front of the TV watching a movie.

“I think there’s some chocolate ice cream in the fridge left.” I reply, as I stroke his head with my hand.

“But baby, you know I like pistachio, from that place, our favorite ice cream parlor?” he whines with a pout as he looks at me with puppy eyes again.

“Puh-lease?” he pouts as he grabs my hand and places it under his chin.

“I hate you Zach Dempsey.” I reply as I laugh and shake my head.

“Let’s go then.” I reply as I pinch his cheeks and a wide grin forms on his face.

“Thank you baby I love you!” he replies as he sits up on the sofa and pinches the bridge of my nose.

“Zachary! Don’t!” I reply as I stand up and run to the bedroom to get the car keys and my purse.

We both get ready and head on out of the house to go to our favorite ice cream parlor. Zach drives for the both of us most of the time, but he got an injury during a basketball game, and he was told not to do any activities for 2 weeks. Those 2 weeks are almost done, and he’s healing very well. We reach the ice cream parlor but there weren’t any parking spaces near it, so we had to park quite far. We got off of the car and started walking, Zach held my hand as we walked. While we were walking hand in hand, a familiar voice yelled out my name which made Zach and I look behind us to check who it was.

“Y/N!” the familiar voice yells as he waves his hand from side to side.

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Creep (Mitch Marner)

Anonymous said:

Can you please do 87 from the otp drabble challenge list with auston matthews or mitch marner? I love your writing!

#87: “That’s my ex-boyfriend/girlfriend.” - “Well, kiss me so they see.”

Word count: 1002

Originally posted by mttymrts


You and Mitch had been friends for a while, but you had only become good friends a few months ago. Now, it almost seemed like, wherever one was, the other was close behind. You were always going on impromptu adventures with him, he was always sending you funny videos from practice; if you weren’t together, you were sure to be talking with him on the phone. You and Mitch had such a good thing going, in fact, that you often had to ignore the raging crush you had on him.

You weren’t sure when you had developed feelings for your best friend, but you were sure that, once you had discovered that you liked him, you fell hard. Sure, it was difficult not blushing every time he grabbed your hand, or whenever he paid for something, much to your chagrin, but you managed. For one, you didn’t even think that he liked you back and, for another, you couldn’t ruin your friendship.

You had heard all the horror stories of best friends who dated, found out they were better as friends, broke up and then discovered that things just weren’t the way they were before they had started dating. You couldn’t bear the thought of Mitch not being in your life in some capacity, so you just decided to not deal with all of the very non-platonic feelings bubbling at the surface.

Today, Mitch had dragged you out to go walk around downtown Toronto with him and Auston, his other best friend. You really weren’t in the mood to go out, but Mitch had insisted, saying that he wanted to hang out before the team left for a couple of games. He also said that you need to get out of the house, since you were ‘recovering’ from the flu. You knew he was right, but that still didn’t mean that you were going to admit it.

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Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 4/?)

NOTE: Okay, first of all I apologize it took forever to write this. Second of all I apologize for this being hot mess. I changed the sex part like six times and it’s still not how I wanted it to be. I read it like four times to make sure there aren’t any misspellings but I probably missed some.

PART 1     PART 2    PART 3


“Your place or mine?”, I heard whisper in my ear as I was packing my stuff after the game.

“So you did not forget?”, I asked.

“Hey, Y/N, we made a bet, remem…”, he stopped cause few people wanted to high five him.

He was indeed the star of today’s game. For the first time I saw him not with his typical cocky grin, but with sincere smile, full of joy, and because it wasn’t everyday view I stared at him for a little bit.

“So, how about…”, he started but again someone interrupted.

“Good game, Monty”, some girl stood next to us and literally done hair flip. I rolled my eyes and went back to packing, when she put her hand on Montgomery’s arm. “See you at Bryce’s party tonight?”

“Sure”, he said and eyed her up and down as she walked away.

“I think you don’t have to worry about getting laid for another month”, I said standing next to him.

“I knooow”, he bit his lower lip. “Don’t think it’ll make me forget about our bet. See you at Bryce’s?”

“Umm, no actually. It would be party third week in the row, my mum wouldn’t be too happy about that”

“What about…”, he started protesting.

“I said you gonna get third base”, I said moving closer to him, so no one could hear us, “I didn’t say it’s gonna be tonight.”

“Wait, what?”

“Bye, Monty”, I waved at him as I was walking away.

20 minutes later I was in home. My parents went to the restaurant with Jeff’s parents, as our mums are best friends, but mum still made me pancakes. I took plate and fork, pour some milk to the glass and went to the living room to eat dinner in front of tv. I finished eating, was watching tv, still in my cheerleader suit, when my parent came back.

“Oh, honey, you’re here”, my mum said, she was in very giggly mood.

“I’m your only child, what did you expect?”.

“You’re not going to the party?”, she asked. “Jeff called, he said the game was amazing, they won and that there is party at Bryce’s house”

“Yes, game was great, they won and yes, there is a party, but I’m not coming. Is she drunk?”, I asked my dad.

“What do you mean you’re not coming?”, mum didn’t give him a chance to response.

“Cause, it would be third week in a row? Wouldn’t you be mad at me partying every week?”, I looked at her suspiciously.

“Whaaat? No, go to the party, have fun, show some team spirit”, dad said and punched my arm.

I stared at them for few seconds.

“Oh my God, you’re both drunk!”, I stood up from the couch.

Instead of answering they started getting very touchy.

“Sweetie, you’re going to the party or not? Me and dad can spend one evening alone, don’t you think?”.

“Are you going to… bang?”

They started giggling again.

“Okay, you know what, I’ll go to the party, cause I’m afraid otherwise you’ll have to send me for psychotherapy, just please give me 30 minutes before you start doing another baby”, I said as I went upstairs.

I took a quick shower, made my make up again, did my hair in half bun using hella a lot of dry shampoo and put on some dress and white low converse. I was about to leave, but came back to my wardrobe, and changed my underwear for matching black lacy one.

I came down stairs and went to the door, covering side of my face so I wouldn’t accidentally see what is happening in living room.

“I’m leaving, please don’t do this in my bedroom! Bye”, I said as I grabbed my car keys.

“Someone has to!”, my dad shouted after me when I was closing the door.

“I think I’m gonna throw up”, I mumbled and went to the car.

20 minutes later I parked at Bryce’s driveway, or more on the lawn, cause there were a lot of cars.

One deep breath and I got inside, looking around for any friendly faces.

“Y/N! You came!”, Jessica, already drunk - shocking, threw her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek.

“Yeah, my mum kinda kicked me out of the house for the night”, I chuckled.

“Well, hello, jelly shot?”, Justin came up to us.

“No, thanks, I’m driving”, I shrugged my arms.

“Whaaaat? Girl, you’re killing the party!”, Foley moaned.

“I think I’m gonna live with that”, I patted his arm.

“Y/N, you’re here?”, Jeff gave me bear hug from behind.

“Your parents”, I turned around to face him and pointed at him, “are never going out with my parents again”.

“Why? What happened?”, he asked amused.

“My parents came home wasted and right now they’re probably making another baby.”

“Booo, you’re jealous because your parents have sex life and you don’t”, Justin put his arm around me. “Don’t worry, babe, we’re gonna find you someone to bang”, he started looking around.

“Jess, aren’t you gonna react at your boyfriend’s arm around me?”, I asked.

“No”, she snorted. “You know each other since kindergarten and you’re my friend”.

“Right, but still, this goes here”, I took Justin’s hand and put it on Jessica’s ass. “And I go for something to drink”, I pointed at the kitchen.

“Pour some alcohol in there, you can leave your car here!”, Justin shouted to me.

I went to the kitchen and surprise, surprise, Montgomery was there pouring himself some drink.

“Hey”, I stood next to him.

“Well, looks who’s here”, he smiled. “I knew you would come, you thirsty babygirl”

“Are you drunk? Cause I’m too sober for your weird, specific pick up lines”, I looked at him disgusted.

“Not that much drunk, just in the good mood. You want something?”

“Just coke, I’m driving.”

“Boooooring”, he said while pouring coke to the red cup. “By the way, I’m gonna keep my third base with you for another day, because I made new female friend today“.

I looked around and saw girl across the room, smiling at Monty even though he wasn’t looking at her.

“It’s ok”, I said taking my drink from him. “Me and my matching underwar will find another company”.

He freezed for a moment.

“What did you say?”, he asked.

“What?”, I looked at him innocently.

“The.. The thing about underwear”, he started stuttering.

“Matching. Underwear”, I said clearly. “Yeah, it’s all black and lacy, all because of that dress, you could see every line through it if I wear something different”, I was obviously lying, no lines were visible through that dress.

Didn’t really matter cause he already wasn’t listening to me, just looking at like he wanted to undress me with his vision.

“Have fun with your new friend, bye”, I waved in front of his face and walked away.

I spent next hour walking around, talking to people, glancing at Monty from across the room and walking away as soon as he started going towards me. But I couldn’t hide when he came up to me with Bryce, Zach and Justin.

“We need to ask you for a favour”, they said.

“I’m listening”, I crossed my arms at my chest.

“We need Monty’s shisha”.

“What it has to do with me, I don’t have it”, I looked at them confused.

“We know, silly”, Justin ruffled my hair. “It’s at Monty’s house.Will you please drive him, so he can take it?”

“Please”, they said at the same time.

“Whatever, I can go”, I rolled my eyes. “Come on, Monty”.

We went to the car, he didn’t say anything until we got inside.

“You know where to drive?”, he asked.

“I was at your birthday last year, I know were you live”, I said withdrowing from the driveway.

“Right, you were”, he nodded his head.

“So how’s your new friends?”, I asked.

“She’s okay”, he slowly nodded his head again. “Nothing to brag about, but nothing to be too embarrassed either.”

“Wow, you’re nice”.

I pulled up my dress a little higher when I was scratching my thigh and, on purpose or not, didn’t pull it down after I was down.

“Something itches?”, Monty glanced at my leg. “You know, I’m a great scratcher”.

“Oh I bet you are, but I’m good, thanks”, I patted his leg.

“You enjoy it, don’t you?”, he asked. “Teasing, innuendos…”

“I do innuendos with everyone since I was like fourteen”, I interrupted him.

“Understatements, smirking, glances”, he continued. “You like it”

“I already told you. There might be some tension between us, but you know, it’s that age, hormones and everything, doesn’t mean anything", I said avoiding looking in his direction.

“No, no, no. I want you to admit that you like it”.

“Fine, I like it!”, I admitted not only to him, but also to myself. There was no point in lying. “It’s just… It’s about you”.

“Keep going”, he encouraged me to talking.

“You’re a bully. And an asshole. And a dick sometimes. And I just… I don’t see myself with someone like you. No offence”.

“Jesus, woman”, he rolled his eyes. “I’m not a relationship type. I’m not asking you to marry me, I’m just offering you some fun from time to time.”

“And how exactly would this work?”, I asked. “If I said ‘yes’, I’m not saying, but if I would”.

“Then we’d meet and have sex once in a while. That’s what friends with benefit do”.

I nodded my head without saying anything.

“We’re not really friends, Monty”, I rippled my nose after like a minute. “I mean we sure know each other for I don’t know how many years, but we just hang out with the same people”.

“Does ‘fuck buddies’ describe it better for you?”, he sighed.

“I’m not really hook up type of girl”, I could see he was fed up with all my questions but it definitely didn’t make me wanna stop.

He closed his eyes and grabbed bridge of his nose. “You’re killing me”, he mumbled.

“Thank you! You’re the second person today, who told me that!”, I said with a smile as I stopped car on his driveway. “Okay, go and take what you need”.

“Come on, you’re not gonna sit alone in a car”, he said and got out of the vehicle.

“It’s okay, I’ll wait”, I said bit louder, so he could hear me while he was walking around the car.  “It’s very dark inside”, I noticed no lights inside were on.

“My parents are out of town, there’s nobody inside”, he said and opened my door.

I sighed as I gave up and left the car. I followed him, Monty took the keys out of his pocket and opened the door.

“I’ll be right back”, he said as he turned on the light and went upstairs.

I looked around and saw plenty of photos of Monty all over the place - on the walls, on cabinet, on shelves, above the fireplace. The place was very pretty, it was visible that Monty’s parents have a lot of money, but it still looked cosy.

I realised I felt weird feeling of anticipation in my stomach, probably caused by the fact that lately Montgomery tried to put his hands all over me everytime we were alone and I was actually curious if he’s gonna try this time too.

“Got it!”, he said running down the stairs.

“I was wondering…”, I started and tilted my head to one side. “About this whole fuck  buddies thing…”

“Yeah?”, typical smirk showed up on Monty’s face.

“If we both said ‘yes’ to this, you should know a few things”, I walked by him and went to the kitchen.

“Such as?”, he asked as he leaned  on the wall.

“Well, first of all, it must, stay a secret, we both have reputation, right?”

“Right”, he nodded in agreement not taking his eyes off of me.

“Second”, I said as I sat on the kitchen counter, “I’m not into any weird kinks”.

“Yet to be discovered”, he was slowly taking step after step towards me.

“No hickeys. At least in visible places”.

“I will try my best”, at this point he was standing in front of me, with his hand on my sides.

“I usually don’t wear matching lacy underwear”, he was so close, that I could only look at his lips.

“We don’t even know yet if I like you in lacy underwear”, his hands started rubbing my thighs up and down.

“Are you gonna check if you like it?”, I wrapped my hands around his neck.

“I think I’m again gonna have to make you shut up”, he spreaded my legs and got between them.

“Yes, please”, I said as I pulled his lips to mine. 

Monty’s kisses always were raw, rough, deep with lots of tongue action. There were no place for sweet, innocent kisses because that’s how affection is made and we do not want this. His hand on the back of my neck, his lips were moving sloppily down my jaw.

“One more thing”, I whispered.

“What?”, he said still kissing my neck.

“I’m a sucker for those neck kisses”.

“Yeah, I figured last time”, I could feel smile on his lips against my skin.

I tangled my fingers into his hair while his hands were going all over my back. I wrapped my legs around him and pull myself closer. He grabbed me by the back of my thighs, pulled up a little bit and started walking to the stairs.

“We’re moving this party upstairs”, his hands went higher to my ass. He was slowly carrying me upstairs, kissing for the whole time, while I was pushing my upperbody to him just in case I could get even closer. Finally we got into his room, he closed the door with a kick, turned and pinched me against them.

“Now I’m gonna examine your underwear”, he started pulling up my dress.

“Zipper”, I mumbled under my breath.

Monty took two steps back, put me on the floor, his hands were all over my back again.

“Where the fuck is this shit?”, he turned me to see my back.

“On the left”, I giggled slightly. He unzipped me while kissing my neck.

“It’s very pretty dress, but we don’t need”, he threw it somewhere.

He sat on the bed and I sat on his lap. Monty gently took my hair away from my face and and looked at me up and down.

“It’s really, really nice underwear, but you won’t need in a moment either”, he said kissing my neck.

“It’s really nice shirt”, my hands went down his abs, “ but you definitely don’t need it. Take it off”, I said as a leaned back a little bit, placing my hands on his knees for a support.

He took his shirt off and threw it somewhere near bed, for the whole time he was looking at me with hungry eyes. He grabbed my ass, laid me on my back on his bed. He was hovering over me.

“You want this?”, he asked and sounded tiny bit concerned.

“Monty”, I snorted. “I’m lying under you wearing nothing but my lacy underwear, I think it’s pretty clear”, I said as I was touching his arm.

“I mean… You don’t do this because you feel pushed with all my talk and everything?”

As much as I liked new, caring side of Monty, I didn’t wanna see it that time.

“Can you just shut the fuck up?”, I asked and pulled him closer by his neck.

“Actually… I can’t”, he mumbled between kisses. “Cause this time, we’re doing this shit loud”.

“Fuck”, I mouthed as his kisses were going down my neck, between my breasts and down my stomach.

“Monty?”, I asked to make him a little disctracted.

“Yeah?”, he looked up.

“It’s your third base, why don’t you just enjoy the time?”

I used all my strength, and let’s say I didn’t need much, cause he didn’t really resist, and turned as around so now I was on top. I kissed his lips, his jaw, neck and went down and down whole his hands were all over my body. When my kisses reached his pants I looked up to see his face, eyes closed and biting bottom lip. I pulled up making sure my ass rubbed his thighs very precisesly. I sat on his bulge and make a few circles with my hips, his fingers clenched on me. I pulled myself up a little bit and started unbelting and unzipping his pants painfully slow. As soon as I started bringing them down, Monty quickly kicked them off. I started rubbing inside of his thighs, gently kissed his length through the boxers, I could feel shiver that went down his body.

“Fuck”, he mumbled.

I started kissing his abs, sucked on his collarbone. Suddenly he sat up, put his hand at the back of my neck and left sloppy kiss on my lips.

“I like your pregame, but we don’t really have time for this”, he turned us around and again I was laying on my back and Monty was above me. He kisses me down my neck, started massaging my breasts. “They are beautiful”, he said while leaving kisses on each of them. His kisses went down, he started kissing me through my panties.

“Oh my God”, I moaned.

“I know you like it, I can feel it”, he said while leaving kisses on the inside of my thighs.

“Come here”, I grabbed his neck and pulled him up so he could kiss my lips while I could reach his boxers and slide them down. I put my hand on him and pumped it up and down.

“Fuck, Y/N”, he moaned with his lips at my neck.

His hand reached the nightstand next to bed and took condom. He ripped the wrapping with his teeth and put it on.

“Now I’m going to fuck you”, he said while slowly sliding into me. “And I want to hear you moan.”

I wrapped my legs around his hips, Monty started thrusting into me, first slowly, getting faster and faster.

“God, you feel so good”, he groaned.

I was a groaning mess under him, my hands were scratching all over his back. One of Monty’s hands was squizzing my breast for the whole time, his lips were kissing my neck. Everything felt so good, I bit and sucked his shoulder.

“Monty”, I put my lips to his ear. “Go deeper”.

He quickly grabbed one of my legs and put it over his shoulder.

“Fuck, babe”, he moaned under his heavy breath and started pounding faster.

One of my hands squizzed the sheets, while the second one was tangled in his hair.

“Mont, I’m… fuck…”, I couldn’t even finish a sentence, instead I digged my nails in his back.

Monty put my second leg on his shoulder and that’s when I lost it.

“Babe…”, he moaned.

Unlike Jessica’s bathroom last time, room was full of our heavy breaths and loud moans. I was on the edge, threw my head back with Monty’s name on my lips, my whole body started shaking. I clenched my Kegel muscles, the same moment Monty grabbed bedhead and came undone. Heavy breathing gently took my legs and placed them down, then collapsed next to me.

“You’re amazing”, Monty said trying to calm down his breath.

“You are too”, I whispered. “What time is it?”, I asked as I looked at my watch. “We probably should go”.

We got up, got dressed again, I went to the bathroom to check myself in the mirror, fixed my hair and went downstairs where Monty was already waiting for me.

“Okay, I agree”, I said as I grabbed my car keys and walked by him.

“Do you agree for what I think you agree?”, he asked excited while locking door. “You’ll finally have some fun.”

“Just try to not fall in love with me”, I laughed as I was getting in the car.

Can I keep you? Pt. 3

(A/N) Here is the next part to my Loki Fanfic! I really hope you like it, and I really appreciate your lovely comments. I wish I could answer y’all, but you know how it is….This one is very short too…sorry?
Either way, feedback is always welcome! Enjoy!

Summary:
Imagine being Tony’s adoptive daughter no one knows about because you’re studying abroad. One day you come home without saying a word and all the Avengers are confused by your appearance and especially Loki being quite smitten by you. The Avengers, especially Natasha being very protective of you when they notice the tricksters’ interest in you. You on the other side, being the curious girl you always were, wanted to know more about the mysterious guy and the world he comes from.

Pairings: Loki x Reader ; Tony Stark x daugther!Reader

Warnings: assholes approaching

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Y/N POV

Having Loki walk beside me through a furniture store was as strange as it could be. Still, I tried to ignore all the hateful stares the others shot me and the god and continued shopping.
We looked at different beds, tried out different mattresses and wrote down everything I needed and wanted.
After lying down on a really comfortable mattress, I couldn’t help but close my eyes.
“Please don’t fall asleep Y/N. People would attack me if they see me carrying you out of here.” Loki stood beside me, taking hold of my hand, trying to pull me up.
“It’s too comfortable Loki! Try it.” I tugged at his hand until he gave up and laid down beside me. “It really is comfortable.” I let out a chuckle and relaxed. Since most of the people feared Loki, no one bothered us. Especially since we didn’t take our shoes off.
After just lying there for a few minutes, I noticed myself dozing off, but decided to just accept my fate. Loki noticed it too. He sat up and pulled me away from the mattress, ignoring my weak protests.
After getting the rest of the things, I needed for my room, we paid for it and arranged for it to be brought to the tower the same day.
I also introduced Loki to hot dogs. At first, he was very confused why we would heat up a dog and then eat it, but as soon as he saw an actual hot dog, the confusion went away and he enjoyed his meal.
“Want another one?” I looked at Loki, who had been staring longingly at the counter where we bought the hot dogs. “Please.” Laughing, I ordered two more and waited for them to be ready.
While I waited, I checked my phone for new messages, but found none. Strange. While I was still at the university, Peter texted me almost every day, even though we did see each other on a daily basis. Was he cheating on me?
Think of the devil and he appears!
“Y/N!” I was suddenly enveloped in a bear hug, but immediately hugged my boyfriend back. “What are you doing here?” Before he answered, he pulled me into a slow kiss, which was only broken by other customers complaining about us blocking the que, even though our food was ready.
I took the tray and we walked back to Loki, who had a strange look on his face. “Loki, this is my boyfriend, Peter. Peter, I guess you know Loki.” They shook hands, but it was clear they couldn’t stand each other. Trying to lighten the mood, I just kept talking until I decided to give up and lead them back to the car.
“You never answered my question why you are here.” We stood in the elevator and waited for it to reach the parking level.
“Right. Your dad called me, told me he was throwing a party today and asked me to come. So, I drove here as fast as I could, and as I arrived the others told me you were here. I just couldn’t wait to see you again.” He kissed me again, but I couldn’t concentrate on the kiss. Loki was still there and there was such a bad aura around him. I pushed Peter away, glad we finally reached the right level.
“Well, see you later than.” Loki and I walked to the car and got in.
We were silent during the hole ride home. Just as I parked the car in the garage, Loki turned to me with a serious expression. “This was your boyfriend?” “He still is, Loki. And yes. Why?” He furrowed his brows, as if he thought about the heated dogs again, and shook it after a while.
“I…I just sense something off about this guy. That’s all.” Before I could ask for an explanation, he left the car and walked to the elevator. Deciding to leave it be, I trailed after Loki and walked with him to my room as soon as we reached the right floor.
He helped me, with his magic of course, to clean up the mess from yesterday, and later on, put together all the furniture for me.
Thanks to him, I had just enough time to get ready for the party. All the while, I didn’t see Peter anywhere. But I was certain he knew his way around the tower enough already and ignored the feeling in my guts.
“I should go see dad before I leave.” Since I never really had friends, I started talking to myself from time to time. A habit, I couldn’t shake off.
Taking the elevator downstairs, I had to authorize myself before I could exit the elevator. My dad sure was paranoid.
Walking down the hall to where his “office” should be, I stopped dead in my tracks when I heard Peter’s and my father’s voice, fighting.
“I did everything I could Mister Stark! I can’t help it if she falls in love with someone else!” Peter sounded distressed, but what bothered me more was what he was saying.
“Well, try harder! Get her away from that god and you will get your new suit and everything!”
The world started spinning around me. It was all just a deal between my father and Peter? He never really loved me? But…why?
I didn’t even register that I let my phone fall to the floor, until my father’s and Peter’s shocked faces stared at me.
“Honey, I-“
I turned around and ran, hearing the two chase after me.
“Jarvis, please, just this once, listen to me over my Tony!” My voice echoed through the halls and the AI registered it immediately. “What can I do for you, Miss?”
I waited until I reached the elevator. “Close the doors now!” The doors closed, and didn’t open as my father hammered against them. He shouted various commands at Jarvis, but the AI ignored him.
I pressed the button with my floor number on it and sank to the floor while the elevator rushed up. How could a day that was so much fun, turn into such a disaster?
Tears ran down my cheeks, but no sobs left my body. I guess, the reality hadn’t sunk in yet.
The doors opened again and without checking where I was, I ran out. And just like my luck loved it, I stood in the living room, where all the guests were partying.
Turning around to walk back to the elevator before someone noticed me, I turned back as I saw the door to the staircase open.
Making my way through the crowd, I ignored my father’s cries for me to stop. I just wanted to get away. As far away as possible.
I bumped into a lot of people on my way, but only one held me back by his waist.
“What’s wrong?” Loki’s deep voice filled my ears and the first sob escaped me. His expression was one of concern, as he held my shaking body and took in my tear stained cheeks.  “Take- Take me away.” I pressed my eyes shut, trying to block the rest of the world out.
Loki wrapped his arms around me, and just as my father was about to reach me, we teleported out of the room.
The next time I opened my eyes, we stood on the roof of the tower.

One Year - Steve Rogers x Reader

Anonymous requested this (I lost the original message) : 

1. Post Break Up Kiss - The kiss that catches both of you off guard, but says I miss you, I’m sorry and please love me again all at once without any words being spoken.

Thought maybe I should write something else than only the Batfamily haha..So here some love for Cap’ ! Hope you’ll like it :

(My masterlist blog here : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com)

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It had been a year already.

A year since you last saw him.

A year since everything was over between you two.

A year since you sided with your brother, Tony Stark, in what people now called the “Avengers’ Civil War” instead of with him, and lost him forever…

Him. Steve Rogers. Captain America. Your boyfriend…Ex-boyfriend.

Recently things seemed to have settled down between your brother and him, they were tolerating each other again, talking on the phone regularly, and even going to the extent of working together on some missions.

The government finally came to its senses and pardoned the entire “Captain America team”, though they made Bucky go through a lot of…psychological check. Just to be safe. You convinced your brother to forgive the man. If you could do it, he could too…After all, Tony wasn’t the only one who lost his parents this day. Who lost his dear mother…

Yes, things were going for the better between the Iron Man and Cap’…But not between you and him.

You avoided every missions with him, and vice versa. You made sure to never cross his path whenever he hanged around the Avengers’ Tower. You even went quite a bit out of your way (and by that I mean literally taking one of your brother’s suit to escape through the sky) whenever there was even a slight chance he could be around.

You couldn’t see him. Face him. Because you betrayed his trust, you fought against him, and you just couldn’t…You couldn’t bear to meet his eyes, probably full of hatred, or at least disdain, distrust and animosity, towards you.

Because you were still in love with him. But what could you have done ? Fight against your brother instead ? Against the only family you had left ? Besides, he lied too. He knew Bucky was responsible (but not really because he was brainwashed into doing it) for your parent’s death, and withdrew this information from both you and Tony. You two had every right to be mad…and yet, you couldn’t help but feel guilty.

Because ultimately, you agreed with him more than with your brother. You were against signing that contract that bound you to the government’s will. But…It was your brother. Your only family. And even though you were head over heels for Steve, you just couldn’t fight against your own brother.

And so for him, for Tony, you ended the only serious relationship you ever had, you left the only man you ever loved.

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Sitting on the floor in front of one of the gigantic window in the Avengers’ tower common room, you sighed as you thought once again (for the billion times in a year) about all this ordeal.

It has been a year, a year exactly today, since you told Steve you would stand by your brother, since you had to fight him and his friends. Your friends too…Could you say ex-friends ? You still talked to Natasha and Clint. To Wanda too. And Sam. Hell, the you even spoke to Bucky a few times in those last few weeks…The only one you never talked to was also the only one you really wanted to talk to.

You were looking at NYC skyline when you heard footsteps behind you…and completely ignored it. You were so not in the mood to talk right now.

-You still don’t use chairs or couches I see.

That voice. Did you just dream it ? It was a voice you longed for so much…You don’t turn around, and your heart beat faster at the sound of his steps getting closer and closer.

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Easy Woman

Note: cannot believe this is finished wow dude. title and concept based on a specific scene in the drama Another Miss Oh. Also, this is very much reader-centric rather than member-centric. I hope you’ll still like it though. 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader
Genre: Romance
Warnings: none (but if we’re being real, internalized fatphobia, insecurity, slut-shaming if you squint)
Word Count: 7582
Rating: E, for everyone (but caution because it’s a romance, and there are kissy-kissy times)

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“The problem has nothing to do with how you look. None of that really matters- well actually it does kind of matter, but you don’t have to worry about the looks portion, seriously…” Yoongi pauses, eyeing you cautiously as if you’d explode at his words. “You’re too easy.”

Your kneejerk reaction of incredulous disbelief blooms into heated indignation on your face, and Yoongi holds up his hand to stop you from releasing a seventy-two-words-per-minute rebuttal. You are, probably, the purest form of Extra Virgin Olive Oil at your age; and you haven’t even gotten to the point of kissing someone in bed let alone sex (“At Your Age! At Your Age!” your brain likes to shout at you), so how Yoongi can call you “easy” is beyond logic – if anyone was asking you.

“I mean,” he clarifies, with a tired sigh, “You are way too easy with your heart.”

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I’m OVER it mom...

Series: Tom Holland Dad Imagines

Request from @confusedascas : Can you write a fic about tom having a daughter who’s 11-12 and she’s upset about him being gone all the time for filming and one day she cries and he comes home and surprises her and he apologizes and cuddles please!!

Warnings: Swearing,Sadness,Cute Tom Dad

Word Count: 1,700+

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get to this, had other imagines to finish and my migraines have been killing me to the point where it hurts to look at anything bright :,( Sorry love xx


[Reader’s POV] (NOV 18th)


“Shae love you can’t get mad at him..” you sigh following your upset daughter. She’s been in an awful mood since her father called while we were in the car. 


    Tom has been gone for five months and called today saying he would be gone for another month. Shae was devastated and swore in the car. Tom got after her and she yelled back “You’re barely here, are you even my dad anymore?” which made Tom become silent then hang up. Shae doesn’t know how hard of a toll it takes on Tom not being able to come home. 


    Her birthday is in three days and all she wanted was Tom to come home like he promised. My lovely daughter is a Scorpio and takes promises very seriously. Tom tried apologizing but she told him to “fuck off.” Hence why tension rose in the Holland household.


“Shae Leanne Holland come here right now” you shout as she runs up the stairs to her room.


“No! He promised he would be back by my birthday.. I’m not coming out of my room!” her voice fills the air with the door slamming right after. 


    Letting out a defeated sigh you run your fingers through your hair. You hear feet coming down the stairs catching your attention. It was you seven year old son Zander and Tessa. His glasses falling down the bridge of his nose making him push it back up. Tessa walks over to you giving your hand a lick.

“Hi Tessa bear, how are you darling..” you give her head a rub as she licks your leg.


“Mumma, is Shae going to stay in her room forever?” he asks tilting his head to the side pulling the book he had to his chest.


“I don’t know Zander… She’s just really upset daddy isn’t coming home like he said”  you explain pulling your sweater sleeves down as a chill runs through your body.


“Daddy can’t control it though..She’s a drama queen sometimes” Zander rolls his eyes at the situation. Sometimes you wonder if he really is seven.


“Do you want to help me make dinner love?” you ask Zander while walking towards the kitchen. Him and Tessa following right behind you.


“Yes Mumma, as long as I get to read the instructions!” He smiles setting down his book on the dining room table. His excitement making you laugh from the cuteness.


“Yes you can read the instructions my little genius”


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[Zander’s POV]


“Tom, you need to calm down baby” 


“She’s just a little ma- I know she swore at you.. maybe if you didn’t swear so muc- I know I do too but you’re worse” Mumma’s laughter fills the air as she talks to Daddy on the phone.


    She was talking to Daddy in the living room on the couch. We ate dinner a while ago together while Shae stayed in her room. Mumma tried convincing her but she’s so stubborn. With all of our attempts shut down she stayed in her room. 


    Walking over to the cabinet I open it up. Finding my hidden sweets box I pull it out quietly. Making sure mumma was still talking I sneak some sweets into my pockets. Putting it back I hide it behind some of dad’s snacks.

    Sneaking out of the kitchen I walk quickly towards the stairs. Tessa spots me from her bed and gets up. She follows me sticking her nose to my pockets making me panic. Running up the stairs with her chasing me quickly.


Dammit I have little legs!


    Heading down the hallway I end up in front of Shae’s room that was across from mine. Knocking on the door I wait for her to open it. Tessa sits next to me as I wait for her to open it up. Knocking on the door again I heard her groan.


“What do you want? I’m not coming out mom!” Shae’s voice comes through the door.


“It’s me, Zander and Tessa” I say with a smile on my face pushing my glasses back up. The door opens to reveal my sister with a red nose and puffed cheeks.


“What’s up Zander,do you need another book?” she asks eyeing the one she leant me. I held the book to my chest shaking my head no.


“I brought you some chocolate.. you didn’t eat dinner so I thought I would bring you something sweet to pick you up…” I say pulling out the sweets from my pocket. I picked her favorite kinds out of my stash so she could be happy.


     A smile forms on Shae’s mouth as she eyes the chocolate. Placing the sweets in her hand she puts them in the pouch of her jumper. Her arms engulf me into a hug, my arms holding her tight. I didn’t like seeing Shae sad..


“Thank you Zander.. Now go and try to finish that book” She pulls back giving me a smile. Nodding I walk across opening my door to walk in. Tessa comes in shortly after I open it. 


“I know those are your favorites so enjoy sis” I smile closing the door to my room. Glad I could bring a smile to her face while she’s sad.


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[Reader’s POV] (NOV 19th)

“Shae you have to come down to eat.. you can’t starve yourself forever.. I’m leaving this plate of food outside your door,better get it before Tessa does cause then you won’t have anything till lunch” you groan glaring at the wood door that was separating you from your angry pre-teen.


     She would get tired of being in her room at some point. We didn’t put a tv in her room, and she doesn’t have a cellphone. She has two bookshelf on either side of her bed. At some point she will get tired of reading..


     Setting the tray of food down on the ground outside her door. Shae’s door opens enough for her to grab the tray and slide it in. The door quickly closing right after. Sighing you walk off towards your bedroom. Frustration, anger, sadness all hit you at once as your body flops onto the bed. 


“God dammit Tom.. this is getting harder and harder each day you’re gone” tears slip down your cheeks staining the pillow under your head. Grabbing my phone out of my pocket I dial Tom’s phone number. Pressing the phone to my ear I wait for him to answer.


“Ello darling, how are you?” Tom’s voice making you smile instantly.


“I miss you so much.. I’m feeling so overwhelmed with Shae, I think I might go insane” tears start to form in your eyes again. You thought you had this parenting thing down but it wasn’t easy. 


“Please love don’t cry, I wish I could hold you right now.. Everything is going to be okay want to know why? Its because you’re my beautiful wife and a wonderful mother”


“It’s so hard without you here.. I wish you were coming home like you were supposed to now I can’t see your handsome face” you laugh slightly trying not to put a damper on the mood of the conversation.


“I’ll be home sooner than you know it, I know it’s hard baby but the Holland family will get through it like we always do” 


“I love you babe, I heard something downstairs in the kitchen I gotta go” Getting off the bed you wipe your tears away with the sleeve of Tom’s pullover.


“I love you more darling, talk to you soon.. keep that smile on your beautiful face for me please” you knew he was smiling at this point.


“Will do, bye baby” pressing end I stick my phone in the pocket of my jeans.


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“What time are you going to be home darling?” Tom asks as you pull out of the parking lot.


“Well Zander is currently with Paddy and I’ll be home in a few minutes, Shae is still in her room..” you explain turning the blinker on to make a right turn.


“Why is Zander with Paddy? Excuse me sir, thank you”  you could hear shuffling in the background and voices.


“He is currently teaching Paddy on something he learned from a book recently.. What are you doing babe?” you ask listening to the background sound from his end of the line.


“N-nothing love, but I gotta go.. I love you so much”  


“I love you more, goodbye” you smile ending the line by clicking the button on your steering wheel.


[Reader’s POV] (NOV 20th Shae’s birthday)


Happy Birthday Shaeeee… Happy Birthday to youuuu!” Flashes go off from Nikki’s camera as Shae blows out her candles.


“Alright everyone who wants cake?” I ask holding up the cake knife.


“Me!” Sam and Harry say simultaneously then looking at each other with a smile.


“C’mon little dove, I know he would have wanted to be here” you set down the knife on the table. Seeing your daughters tears spill down her cheeks breaks your heart. Pulling her into a hug she cries into the crook of your neck. Dom takes over cutting her cake and passing out pieces.


“I just miss him so much mumma” she whimpers making another crack in your heart happen. She hasn’t called you that since she was little.


“Sorry I’m late everyone, did I miss cake?” a familiar voice fills the air. Looking over to see Tom in a black jumper, jeans, a beanie on and a suitcase beside him.


“D-Daddy?” Shae gasps looking over at him, her curls falling down her back. Her eyes opened in shock as she looked at her father standing in the doorway.


“Do you think I would miss my daughter’s thirteenth birthday?” Tom’s smile could have lit up the room,he looked so happy to be home. Shae gets up from her chair taking off and jumping into her father’s arms. The moment so pure and sweet, thankfully Nikki captured the moment.


“Happy Birthday Shae” Tom says giving her head a kiss.


“My wish came true” she cries into his chest as he ran his fingers through her curls. He swayed them side hugging her tightly. Tears were falling from your eyes watching the two of them. You were still in shock because he didn’t even fucking tell you he was coming home… Handsome bastard.


A/N: How did everyone like Zander, he’s so damn adorable :,)

Underwear - Phanfic (Smut)

Phil stared at the tweet, his mouth slightly agape.

As someone who doesn’t go outside or open the curtains ‘spring’ is just the time when it gets warm enough to walk around in my underwear.

After being in a relationship with Dan for eight years, Phil had never seen such a bold statement on his twitter, and about underwear of all things. Would he really be walking about their flat in nothing but his boxers? That didn’t seem very in character of him. Dan was the type of guy who sometimes kept his shirt on during sex. Phil didn’t mind that, of course. It was his own body. The only issue was that sometimes, things get caught in the fabric. “Babe?” Phil heard his lover’s voice from the lounge. “Yeah?” “Have you seen my MacBook charger?” Dan appeared in the doorway to Phil’s bedroom.

Oh. My. God.

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ZION KUWONU IMAGINE - Dust

Before we start I’d like to apologize for any grammar or phrasing mistake that might be in this. English is not my first language so please bear with me 😊


It was a beautiful summer day. You and the boys from PRETTYMUCH, your best friends, decided to go to Six Flags and create memories together. Zion usually loved teasing you, but he was being extra today and you honestly didn’t mind. You had the biggest crush on him and since you didn’t dare to tell him, you made sure to still spend as much time as you could with him.

“Who’s ready to ride X2 ?” asked Edwin, overexcited.
“Boy, I’ve been asking you to go on it since we left the house” you said.

Zion looked at you funny. You didn’t think much of it but the sass in you took over anyway.

“Do you have something to say, Kuwonu ?”
“Well yeah, are you sure you want to ride this one ?”

You raised your brows as an invitation for him to explain what he meant.

“I mean you were holding my hand during Tidal Wave and it was not even that intense”

Everyone started laughing and you quickly joined in. You did remember holding Zion’s hand, not necessarily because you were scared but you simply loved having him by your side. Also, you did your best to drop hints that you liked him. Nothing too obvious yet just enough to keep him wondering and not get in the friendzone.

“You think I need you so bad, huh ?”, you tackled, crossing your arms on your chest.
“Ooooh damn, it’s about to go down”, commented Brandon, ready to witness your verbal fight, a thing that seemed to occur a lot between Zion and you.
“You know what, I’d love to watch you argue over nothing but I really want to ride X2 so if you don’t mind…” said Austin grabbing the rest of the boys before heading towards the ride.

Zion raised his brows teasingly at you before leaving your sides. You refused to let him get away with that thought, though. You grabbed him by the arm to catch up with him.

“No no, wait, I’ll show you ! I’ll ride X2 by myself, you’ll see”
“Please”, he said, pulling you in against his torso, “you couldn’t do that even if you wanted to”
“Don’t flatter yourself, I could go without you the whole day”
“Oh ok, word”

He took his arms off you and put his hands in his pockets. You looked at him to try and see if he was being serious and by the look in his eyes, you could tell he was.

“Fine, well, check up on me tonight I guess”.

You quickened your pace to catch up with Nick but Zion was not done with you just yet.

“Hold up, what are we betting ?”

You held back a giggle. You hadn’t realized how serious he took this joke.

“I don’t know, you tell me”
“Let’s bet on a kiss. A peck on the lips”, he said with confidence.

His eyes met yours, making you lose all balance. You tripped on a sidewalk, catching yourself up before you fell. You coughed, as if that simple act were to erase the embarrassing moment.

“Umm, yeah, sure… Ok”
“Deal”


He was right. The ride felt scarier without your sidekick with you. But you couldn’t tell him that now could you ? So you just kept having fun with the four other boys. It was now two hours after your bet with Zion and having him completely ignoring you was hard. You guys were usually so close and it seemed as if he was actually angry at you.
On the way back, you purposely sat next to him and waited to see if he was still in his mood. Thirty minutes in, everybody was sleeping except for Nick, who was driving, and Zion, who hadn’t even glanced at you once. You tried to catch his eyes to start a conversation but he was lost in his phone. At that point you were really annoyed and didn’t even care about the bet anymore. You pulled out his left earphone, catching all of his attention.

“I’m sorry, did you want something ?”
“Zion come on, stop ignoring me like that, it’s been almost three hours”
“Hey you wanted that bet, remember ?”
“Sure but I miss you”, you whined as you hugged his arm and laid you head on his shoulder.
“No, get off”, he said, trying to wiggle out of your hold.
“I’m not letting go ! Stop moving like that”, you complained.

He looked down at you. You were staring straight at the road but you could sense his smile.

“Alright well I guess I won the bet”
“You didn’t win anything, we left Six Flags already”, you explained.
“True, but the day is not over yet so… come here”

You felt like your heart dropped straight to your stomach as he slid his finger underneath your chin. He tilted your head back to see your face clearly. Your lips were now so close to his you could already feel the warmth coming out from them, making yours feel all tingly. He smiled at you and started stroking your cheek softly. Finally, he pressed his lips against yours. They felt so soft and tasted like cotton candy. The feeling you felt in your stomach was running wild. Forget the butterflies, you were pretty sure falcons were flying in there. When he pulled away, you kept your eyes closed for a few seconds until he brushed your cheek with his thumb once again. This felt like a total dream. The boy you’ve liked for so long had finally kissed you. And it had felt so right.

“Twas about damn time !” said Nick, looking at the two of you in the rearview mirror.

You had totally forgotten about his presence and his comment made you jump, making your heart race even faster.

“MARA CAN YOU KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE DAMN ROAD ?”, you scolded him.

He did as told while laughing. Shaking your head, you turned your gaze back to Zion and smiled at him. You knew you’d remember this day forever.