can we get this on a t shirt please

Giving In

In which Harry and y/n are too impatient to wait until Valentines Day…

A/N: Shoutout to @stylesunchained for the title because I was seriously stumped.  Anyway, HAPPY VALENTINES DAY MY LOVELY FOLLOWERS! This is probably the filthiest thing I’ve ever written so… enjoy. 

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Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

pairing: taehyung x reader

genre: fluff, smut, angst (the usual lol)

word count: 2.5k

description: living next to your ex boyfriend and having to listen to him with a new girl every night was annoying - but it’s okay cause you have taehyung.

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Inexpensive Taste [Part 1]

A Min Yoongi Mini Series - struggling rapper AU. 

Warning: Contains heavy smut/ sex. 

A/N: Miyeokguk is a seaweed soup that Koreans eat on their birthdays. 

You scan the lines of your textbook again, a shiver slipping through your skin as you hug the only blanket in your house closer around your body. The highlighter in your hand is tucked against your lip, brow furrowing as you try and get your eyes to focus on the words that you were struggling to absorb.  Although your body is attempting to read, it’s like your brain isn’t an active participant in the activity - the distraction of Yoongi’s lateness home too much stress for you to handle. You allow yourself another glance at the clock next to the couch, it’s digits glowing dimly in the darkness of the trailer you called home. 9:57. An exact 4 minutes since you’d last checked. He was usually home hours before this…  

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Careful What You Wish For pt.2// Yoongi Angst // TRIGGER WARNING**

Trigger Warning // This scenario does involve suicide attempt and some harsh language, please do not feel as if you should subject yourself to this topic if you do not want to. If you ever need help dealing with an abusive relationship, bullying, etc, where you feel as if you want to commit suicide, please do not be afraid to message me and we’ll talk it out together, and we’ll get you the help you need lovely. You are beautiful and should never think of suicide as an answer.♥


Originally posted by sugagifs

PT.1 // PT.2

Yoongi sat impatiently in the waiting room, completely exhausted and emotionally drained. The dark circles under his reddened and sore eyes was very much apparent that he wasn’t getting any sleep. Namjoon, Jin, Hoseok, were there to comfort him in his time of distress, but nothing they did helped him in his distressed state. The only thing that kept going through his mind was that this was all his fault. He’s the one who told you to disappear. He wasn’t being considerate and he should’ve stopped enticing the argument when you asked him to, when you begged him to. What the hell was wrong with him?

Namjoon kept trying to reassure him that you were going to be alright, but he couldn’t believe the younger boy. Even if you did live, what made him think that you would want to stay with him? He didn’t deserve you, what boyfriend drives their beloved to feel the need to kill themselves? He stood the second your doctor approached, searching for answers in his worn out eyes.

“Min Yoongi?” he questioned, raising his eyebrows at all four of the boys that stood, awaiting for results.

“That’s me,” his voice was gruff as he spoke, “is she..?” He held his breath, preparing for the doctor’s response.

“She’s alive,” he reassured, lifting the weight off of all of their shoulders, allowing for Min Yoongi to finally breathe knowing that you were okay, “We had to pump her stomach three times, and she’s been placed on suicide watch for the next seventy-two hours, but we’re lucky you found her soon enough before her organs started to fail.”

“Can we see her please? I-Is she awake? I need to see her now, please..,” without even waiting for a response, Yoongi tried to move past the doctor, only to have his hand pull him back.

“I will have a nurse check with her, but honestly all visiting hours are over for right now, you’ll have to return tomorrow sir.”

“No, you don’t understand, I need to see her now,” Yoongi’s voice started to raise urgency, “I have to see her, she’s my girlfriend and I need to tell her—”

“I’m sorry sir, please come back tomorrow.”

Before Yoongi could plead his case and cause all of them to be thrown out, Namjoon and Jin would have to pull him back, speaking calmly but firmly.

“Yoongi, we’ll come back tomorrow, she needs her rest just as much as you do,” Jin would speak up, “We’ll be back first thing in the morning, you can bring her something back okay? We’ll come back tomorrow.” Reluctantly but surely, Min Yoongi nodded, feeling relieved but still unsatisfied with being unable to see you for himself.

He wouldn’t have been able to sleep that night. Yoongi hadn’t even returned to the dorms with the boys, he would head to your apartment, wanting to be close to you the only way he could. While laying himself down in your bed, he would hold onto your pillow, wishing that it were you while he quietly sobbed against it, repeating into the object just how sorry he was.

The next morning came around and Yoongi and all of the boys found themselves back at the hospital. He’d brought your favorite book, snack and blanket along with his sweater for you to wear if it got too cold in the hospital and your house slippers. None of the other boys said anything about his state, he still seemed very distressed not having seen you yet, not knowing how you’d react seeing him now, but still somewhat excited that he got to see you once again, alive with your heart still beating. He couldn’t even explain how grateful he was that you were still here.

“Hi, we’re here to see Y/n Y/L/n,” Jin would speak to the secretary as Yoongi  kept quiet, staring down at where your room could be, holding everything he brought close to him.

“Alright, please wait in the waiting room, and we’ll have a nurse come and take you back there shortly,” she gave a small smile as she gestured for them to sit.

While they waited, Yoongi bit his lip in anticipation, unable to sit as he waited impatiently. The nurse finally started to approach the boys, her expression slightly perplexed.

“Y/n can see you now, but she has requested to not see someone by the name of Min Yoongi?” she furrowed her eyebrows as she looked over the boys’ expressions.

“What do you mean she doesn’t want to see me?” his voice was slightly cracked, yet raised in volume, “I need to see her, I need to apologize to her. Please, tell her I need to see her—tell her that!” The nurse would flinch back at his raised and desperate voice. Before he could do anything he regretted, Jin would step in between.

“Yoongi, we will tell her, okay? Maybe we can get her to change her mind, just wait here,” he stated.

“Jimin, V, and Kook wait here with Yoongi,” Namjoon remarked before starting down the hallway with Hoseok and Jin accompanying him toward your room.

You were dressed in hospital provided sweatpants, and a large white t-shirt. Being on suicide watch, they didn’t allow you to have anything with string, or pretty much anything at all that would cause you to harm yourself. They checked in on you every 15 minutes, and if you took too long in the bathroom, they would come in, invading all types of privacy.

The most ironic part was the medication they gave you. Giving you pills to keep you subdued from any thoughts of suicide, even though it was pills that caused you to be here in the first place.You hadn’t been there long, but already learned that if you refused the pills, they would sedate you by force and put you to sleep. You hated this place, you were supposed to be gone, it’s what Yoongi wanted.

You didn’t want to see him because of that. You thought that you had been doing him a favor and you were surprised he came in the first place. He was probably just here to remind you how pathetic you felt, and how much he didn’t want you around. You couldn’t face him and you didn’t want to hear that. There was no possible way you could bear hearing how disappointed he was that you were even still here, so you rejected seeing him. You’d rather hear it from Namjoon then to have Yoongi confirm your thoughts.

When you heard a knock at your door, you froze, tensing up a bit at the thought of any of them seeing you in this state. The door opened, revealing Namjoon, Hoseok, and Jin to see you. You could barely look at them, feeling embarrassed that you’d been led to this point.

“Y/n..,” Namjoon came over to hug you first, being enveloped in his arms was the first type of warmth you felt in all the time you’d been here. The other two boys joined in making a short lived, yet comforting group hug. “Why would you do this to yourself? We were so worried about you, all of us. Yoongi could barely sleep—why don’t you want to see him?” Your voice was caught by the lump in your throat, you wanted to cry, but the pills made you feel sort of emotionally numb. You shook your head and shrugged nonchalantly.

“He shouldn’t want to see me Joonie,” your voice was husky and low as all three boys watched you intensely, “He wanted me to go away. I don’t want him to see me like this.” It hit you when you said it, seeing you like this, you meant seeing you alive; he wouldn’t want that.

“What are you on about Y/n? He’s basically out there about to get dragged out by security because they won’t let him see you,” Hoseok spoke up and looked at you with a pout, “Yoongi-hyung didn’t even want to leave you here last night.” There was no possible way that your sugar bear was causing a fuss over you. He wanted you gone didn’t he?

“I know that Yoongi is one to lash out when he’s angry but, what did he say to you Y/n?” Namjoon made his presence known again, “He was in a state of panic, and he’s the one who made me call 911. What happened?”

“I-..,” the tears were finally forming on the rim of your eyelids as you shook your head, “Remember how I spilled water on his keyboard Joonie?” He nodded. “He was so mad at me. I don’t know if you guys knew this, but a lot of your fans bash me for dating him. I try not to listen, but when you’re being told hurtful things over and over, you start to believe it. He knew that I was struggling with my insecurity and he would be there for me, but he lashed out like never before—I mean he threw it all back in my face.”

The three boys were listening to every shaken word come out of your mouth, feeling torn. None of you noticed that Yoongi had escaped the watch of the three younger boys, and was standing outside your door listening to the sound of your voice. Your words breaking him apart.

“I wish it didn’t escalate, but he snapped and I just thought that he wanted this,” you scoffed at yourself as the tears finally broke free and streamed down your face, “You have to listen to what people tell you when they’re angry, that’s when the truth comes out. I-I just didn’t want to be a burden anymore, you guys should just go, really I’ll be fine. Tell Yoongi that I’m sorry to disappoint him…I tried.”

At your final words, Yoongi would burst into the room and stride over to your bedside, dropping everything he’d brought for you at the end of the bed. He was sobbing, a complete mess in front of you as he grabbed for your hands desperately.

“No, Y/n, n-no,” his voice had pain lingering in it, “No, no, I’m s-so sorry. I love you jagi. I would never want you to disappear. I’m hot headed and stupid and an asshole for e-everything I said to you. Please don’t say that.” Min Yoongi was coming undone before you. Begging for you to listen to him, begging for you to believe him and not caring that the other members saw him in this vulnerable state.

Even though you were already crying, seeing this site before you made your tears pour down your face harder than before.

“You mean that Yoongi?” you managed to get out between sobs. All he could do was nod as he wrapped his arms around you tightly, crying with you, refusing to let you go ever again.

Yikkesessese .. Help, I’m done.

anonymous asked:

Ok, I'll say it: I think you're racist as hell for the whole "omg big scary black men about to rape marinette!!!" thing and the fact you're only now learning the details and trying to save face... for shame. Also you're ignoring a lot of realities of Paris, just saying.

Get ready kids this reply is gonna be long. Buckle your seat-belts. 

First off, please tell me when I said that that man was going to rape Marinette??? I don’t recall ever typing those words out. 

You totally did not grasp anything that I’ve been trying to say. 

Let’s look at everything happening in these two pages shall we?

As you can see, Marinette is naked under that box. (Btw I’ve seen some of you reply that she’s wearing a shirt here??? When there are indeed no sleeves. She’s naked). When a young girl is naked in a dark-alley like this, there’s a creepy and scary tone created. Even the garbage that is all over her hair gives off a completely powerless fucking feeling. And the fact that a man comes in out of no where, staring down at her and showing this shady view of her, making her all blushy and fragile and innocent looking:

is not fucking okay and is pretty horrifyingly familiar. I did not simply look at this panel and think “OMG the Big BlAcK man Is goiNG TO So RAPE mAri Cuz he’s bLack!!!” No. The fact that they made him a man of color makes this situation worse. Because not only was this comic sexualizing Mari, but they put a man of color in an odd and awkward situation as that to create this weird and messed up fucking atmosphere. And to make matters worse, they made Marinette believe that him and his friends are looters when they’re charity workers. I am correcting myself on that because since I have not read the comic, I gathered by the screenshots that the writers made them looters since Mari called them as such. Which is equally as fucking racist. Being a woman myself that has been in scary situations with men, that whole page made me uncomfortable. And not because of the man’s race but simply because of what that whole setup of the scene (from the colors, to the writing, to the setting, everything) makes it look like. 

And what realities of Paris am I ignoring exactly?

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His heart shattered more with each word you said, he felt his world collapse. Jin had come to your apartment late, because he was busy a work so you had to push back your dinner date AGAIN. “No y/n” he said, his eyes fixated on your and you could feel the pain he felt. “Jin- I’m sorry but we can’t keep seeing each other when it’s obviously getting in the way of your job, and you’re exhausted and you need rest instead of catching a late ride to my apartment” you justified. You hands gripped the sides of your shirt as you looked down, avoiding his eyes. “no baby, please don’t do this to me, I love you too much to let you go. Give me a chance to fix this, I’ll get better. I promise” he begged as he held your face in his hands, forcing you to look at him. “Jin-“ you tried but he wouldn’t have it. “I’m so sorry that i’ve made you feel neglected and I promise I’ll make it up to you. Just please give me another chance” he sighed, pressing a kiss to your forehead. Your eyes fell shut as you slowly nodded. “I love you Jin” you cried. “I love you too y/n. I’m sorry” he said and hugged you.

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anonymous asked:

can we get some boyfriend/girlfriend!paladin + allura hc's please!?

a/n: omg i’ve always wanted to write something like this!! thank you for allowing me to fulfill my dreams :’ )


  • he doesn’t show it, but he loves teasing you
    • but of course, the moment you show discomfort in something he’s already adding it to his ‘do not do’ list.
  • loves good morning and good night kisses
    • he seriously lives off of these, also, the more the merrier for him
  • he may act like he doesn’t like it when you steal them, but seeing you in his t-shirts and jackets makes his life so much better
  • he really likes going on new dates with you on different planets when and if you have the time
    • seriously there’s so many places out there for you two to experience together so every time you touch down at a new place, trust me, he’s already thinking about where you two could go
  • loves talking about your future together, like if he’s in a bad mood just bring it up and taa-daa he’s all good
    • he gets sappy when talking about marriage and children, fyi
    • you swear you could even see tears well up in his eyes when talking about getting married
    • he just loves you a lot, okay?
  • when he gets an opportunity to, he’ll brag about you to the other paladins or anyone in general
    • “oh really? well the other day (y/n) kicked ass in the training arena, i didn’t even know they were that good.”
    • “(y/n) can literally bake anything, even using the castle’s resources.”


  • he’s a shy and precious little boyfriend who is too scared to do pda
    • if you initiate it, of course he’ll gladly let you, but for he most part he’s too much of a scaredy cat to actually hold your hand first
    • don’t get him wrong, he would love to actually show pda with you, not too much though, but he’s just too shy when it comes to you
    • all of his affection is saved for when you two are alone and i mean, alone, with not a soul around
  • unsurprisingly he’s semi-possessive over you, but it’s not overbearingly bad
    • he’s just hyper-conscious of everyone’s eyes and where they are and if they’re somewhere they shouldn’t be, you can bet that they’re being served some looks
  • when he can’t sleep he watches you sleep.
    • not in a creepy way, don’t get me wrong– but it just soothes him back to sleep to see you in such a peaceful state
  • needs a lot of reassurance that he’s doing his job as a boyfriend well, poor bub doesn’t want to disappoint you
  • he’s kind of like a baby who needs at least an hour every day of your cuddles
    • it’s like how babies need naps, he just needs your cuddles and he’s golden
  • he really believes your good luck kisses before every mission are truly good luck and won’t leave without them


  • when you agree to being hunk’s s/o, you also agree to being his official guinea pig when it comes to tasting his food
    • especially in space. no one else would agree so that leaves you
    • please sample his space cuisine, he needs a second opinion
  • loves bringing you breakfast in bed
    • it’s not often due to scheduling but when he does have time, he’s giddy while making the food
  • when cuddling he prides himself on being the big spoon, regardless your size
    • at first he used to ask to be the big spoon but now he just goes for the spot
    • only on your birthday and on christmas will you maybe get to be the big spoon, if you ask nicely
  • he’s too embarrassed to admit it, but your kisses automatically instill a good mood in him
  • talks to you about everything, and i mean everything so i hope you’re a good listener
    • he loves it when you talk to him about everything as well, he doesn’t like it when he feels like he’s talking your ear off
  • literally always happy to see you, even if you two are fighting, on the outside he’s sulking but on the inside his heart is wagging it’s little tail


  • probably the clingiest boyfriend you’ll ever encounter
    • not ‘where are you’ and ‘what are you doing’ clingy
    • but literally he’s a spider monkey and you’re his tree
    • he’ll probably try to sit in your lap, regardless your size
    • lowkey asks allura if you get annoyed with him sometimes because of his clinginess
  • he loves matching clothes with you
    • not the head-ass couple shirts like ‘i’m his’ and ‘i’m theirs’ but just colors or even patterns and such
    • though i’m sure if you were to present him with one of those shirts he would complain but put it on in a heart beat if you asked him to
  • always tells you how much he thinks his family will love you, he’s too excited to actually introduce you and blow them away
  • what? there’s a cute alien girl literally five feet in front of lance and he’s not hitting on her?
    • yeah you heard that right, he’s a loyal lance pants
  • always tells you how he’s feeling
    • even when he has to… y’know… number two
  • got comfortable with you reeeally quick


  • she really enjoys the times when you two can sit in a comfortable silence and she can work on/with technology
    • it kind of tells her that you two can still enjoy each others presence without speaking
  • “do you like me? like… do you like like me?”
    • this is pidge. please give this girl some closure
  • secretly wants you to love technology and robots as much as she does
    • will be even willing to teach you about it if you ask her
    • it would make her day and or life
  • she’s not the best at cuddling and she knows it, but really appreciates it when you do cuddle her regardless.
  • throws you surprise birthday and anniversary parties every year
    • they’re not much of a surprise anymore but she still does it
  • is currently building you your own little robot companion to keep you company when she’s on a mission
    • it was supposed to be a secret but she spoiled it herself


  • allura has a lot on her plate so she kind of turns to you to rant to
    • feel free to stop her though, she just really wants someone to lend an ear for her to talk
    • when you do listen, she repays with many many kisses and cuddles
  • please play with her hair, it’s long and has your name written all over it
  • she likes playing with your hair too, regardless of the length.
  • she’s always holding your hand when she can
    • even if you two are only holding pinkies, her hand is on yours somehow
  • talks about you when you’re not around more than she would like to admit
    • no one tells her to stop because why not let her have her moment of happiness
    • the others know more about you than you know, all because of her little chats
  • tries to act like she can live without you but when she’s gone or you’re gone she’s noticeably sulky
Special Snowflake Wants to Start a Movement

Special Snowflake has been a long time coming for me. I started my life of activism in high school, and when Trump was elected I knew I had to do more than post to Facebook. I wanted to create a community of people who would take part in small but impactful campaigns, and I wanted to donate to every and any cause. But I didn’t have any money to do so. Realizing if I offered something, I could make the money to donate, I set to work designing basic t-shirts with phrases like, “When #BlackLivesMatter Glass Ceilings Shatter,” and “#NODAPL”. My thinking is that people want to wear their solidarity on their sleeves, and people want to donate–but it’s human nature to want to get something back for that. 37.5% of the profits will be donated to either Black Lives Matter, Planned Parenthood, or the Dakota Access Pipeline protesters. As a new organization, Special Snowflake will be sending proof of donation to customers who request it, and making it public on Tumblr.

I will be honest: I did not have to put any money into the t-shirt shop. I do not care if I never sell a t-shirt. What I want to do is create a community. When the Injustice Boycott sought to raise the age a minor could be tried as an adult from 16 to 18, a mass-tweeting campaign helped make that a reality. That is a great example of something that takes about thirty seconds to do, but has a huge impact. I want to build a coalition across America of people who will be willing to look out for these little actions, like calling CEOs invested in the pipeline. If we can get people across the country doing these little actions, soon our congressmembers won’t be able to deny our voice. So please, check out the t-shirts at Or, skip right to the blog at and get involved in small campaigns! They come from people like Shaun King, leader of the Injustice Boycott, or leaders in the Lakota fighting the Dakota Access Pipeline, etc, and are part of larger initiatives. These campaigns are making a huge impact, and by following my tumblr, you can be a huge part of it.

anonymous asked:

could you write a blurb about an easter dinner with harry's family/just a dinner with harry's family and something happening and it gets really awkward? could be something about the reader being a hardcore fan of one direction or something like that? idk thank you love

This turned out very light-hearted. Kinda corny, but I hope it gets a giggle or two. Enjoy x.

A Twist of Fate

“I think I should wear my One Direction hoodie,” you teased as you pulled a dress out of the closet and laid it on the bed.

Harry was silent and you wondered for a second if he didn’t like your joke, or if he just wasn’t listening.

“Better yet,” you continued, “I think I’ll wear that t-shirt my friend made me that has your face on it. I cut the neckline so it looks like you’re kissing my boob.”

“Oh God,” groaned Harry.

You giggled, dropping your phone on the bed. With Harry on speaker phone, you began to get undressed.

“What? You don’t want your family to know I’m your biggest fan?”

“I reckon we can leave that part out.”

“You sure? I could tell them about the time I camped out to get tickets, or how I still sleep with my One D pillow cases.”


Although he was chuckling, you could detect a sense of contempt in his voice.

“Oh oh! Better yet, I could read them some of my fan fiction! There’s a conversation starter.”

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Seth Rollins - It’s Perfect.

Seth Rollins - Prompt #58: “You look cute with a baby bump.”

- Warnings - Fluff, Swearing

Word Count - 1,473 words

Requested by - Anon.

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There you stood in front of a dirtied full-length mirror, in a dingy hotel room - in a town you weren’t exactly too sure the name of. The perks of constantly having a wrestler as your other half I guess. Your soft hands caressed your newly forming 4-month baby bump whilst your fiancee of just over 1 year slept snuggly in the warm bed behind you. You glanced at him from the mirror; he was so cute when he slept. That was all you could think at that point, a small smile creeping its way onto your face. However, that smile soon disappeared as you diverted your attention back to your stomach - it was just so small you pondered. Brie was certainly bigger at 4 months. You seemed to ignore the creaking of the bed, a tell-tale sign your fiancee was now stirring from his slumber.

“Babe? Why are you awake this early- it’s like 6 am.” His legs shifted beneath the covers, shuffling the duvet to his waist his bare, muscular chest on full show.

Your head twisted away from your reflection, “Couldn’t sleep.” Not too sure whether it’s the lack of sleep or purely your little insecurity but it was evident from your bluntly put words, something was bothering you. Don’t make the mistake to think you weren’t happy with your pregnancy - I mean it wasn’t exactly planned but nothing can take away from the butterflies felt in the pit of your stomach when you saw those two positive lines.

“Crappy mattress or baby?” Seth cockily jeered, scraping his dark locks out of his face. “You never get up this early. You sleep like a sloth; a mattress wouldn’t keep you awake so what’s up?”

You snatched your focus back to your side profile in the mirror. Of course he noticed something was bothering you at this point however you were ultimately reluctant to show it. “Nothing Seth.” You sneered, fiddling with the pristine engagement ring on your finger.

“Y/N. Don’t try to fool me into thinking you’re okay, I’m not that stupid you know.” Seth’s facial expressions drained of its previous happiness seeing your clear aggravation over something. “You gonna tell me or am I going to have to make you?” He teased with the aim to lighten your spirits.

Pulling your fingers away from your ring, you carried them to be placed delicately on your bump, your eyes caught up in mentally measuring the size of your little one. The faint ‘tut’ sound coming from your boyfriend only meant he was eager to get this information out of you one way or another- which quite frankly, was the last thing you wanted right now. It was now or never though in hindsight.

“Do I look fat?” You boldly vocalized turning back to your fiancee; his face read pure shock, his piercing brown eyes visibly widened.

“Are you actually being serious right now Y/N? Of course not.” Seth’s eyebrows furrowed as he snatched the covers off his legs reaching for a pair of dark acid washed jeans. Tugging them up to his waist and perching himself on the end of the bed, he hunched over; head rested in his hand in a state of pure bewilderment. “Is that what you’re fussing over?”

You shrugged knowing that potentially your had made a complete fool of yourself, but you couldn’t quite shake the feeling that something wasn’t right. I mean everything had gone so well with Seth so far; you didn’t want anything to change that. “For fuck sake Seth, I wanted you to say different. To be completely honest, I’m fucking scared to death. You’re always on the road and sooner or later I’ll have to stop traveling. Now I feel like I’m worrying about literally everything! Like I feel as though my bump’s too small compared to others at this stage. Ugh- I’m actually going mental!” Your words erupted around the room, signaling your growing insanity.

“Hey- No. Don’t get stressed now.” Seth’s voice soothed you. Within a split second, he had a firm grasp on you from behind, his brawny arms draped softly over your shoulders. “I will always be here- Jeez, I asked you to marry me Y/N. Even if I’m on the road alone, you know full well you can call me. Anytime; and I mean Anytime. Heck, if you ring me at 4 am I wouldn’t care. I just wish you’d tell me when you’re worried.”

His breath rolled off your neck as his fingers intertwined with your more dainty ones. You were never quite sure why you never tell him what’s on your mind; you technically speaking, promised him ‘no more secrets’ when you agreed to tie the knot 6 months ago. Half the time you weren’t completely sure what the problems were quite literally. “I guess I just want everything to be perfect you know; with our baby. I want it to hav-” You rambled would’ve continued on and on if they weren’t ultimately muted by Seth’s finger placed in front of your lips, beckoning you to stop talking.

“Shh. You seriously worry too much. Everything will be fine okay? It really doesn’t matter if your bump is too big or too small- our baby is healthy and that’s all that matters right now.” Seth’s hands began to trail towards your petite stomach. The mere sight of witnessing their already close bond melted your heart. “Seth, are you sure about that… what you said?” You mumbled, lowering your hand to cover his.

“All I know is our little one is 100% healthy, we are getting married and fuck, whatever the size, you look cute with a baby bump.” He spoke directly, twiddling a strand of your thick hair between his slightly moistened palms. He always seemed to have an ace up his sleeve, a way of words that always left you awestruck as to why you hadn’t married this guy sooner. He brought you to a happy place you never even dreamed of being in growing up - everything about him was faultless… the way he’d only sleep if he knew you already were, the way he’d always go out of his way to ensure you (and now your baby) were completely fine, the way he made you fall deeper in love with him every single day - even when he calls you by weird names.

“So… you gonna come to the show tonight then you dork?” Seth’s cheeky grin was ever-present at this moment in time, chuckling to himself as he reached for the closest band t-shirt he could find.

“Well, that depends on whether a) you win and b) If we can stop at Dunkin’ Donuts on the way. Please Seth?” A small pout laced its way onto your face whilst you turned, bandaging your arms around his neck pecking his lips.

“Well that depends on what you want from there as I can already predict you will fall asleep pulling out of the parking area.”

“Can we just get a 12 pack of donuts?” You pleaded, his eyes widened upon the impact of your wish. “12 Y/N!? I’ll be having 6 then.”

“Er- not so fast Rollins. Remember I’m eating for two so that is not fair… you can have 2, we can have the rest. Sorted.” You threw your hands in the air, dying to indulge in what you’ve craved the most so far. Have to say, Donuts are a billion times better than the common ‘pickles’.

“We’ll get you your donuts on one condition. Since you made this huge palaver, neither of us have enough time to shower and you take like 10 years singing to whatever you’re singing in there… so? How does the hot mama feel ‘bout that?” You instantaneously knew what he wanted yet that was truthfully the last thing on your mind right now, you could barely even drag your weight out of bed in the morning, let alone ‘that’.

“Hmm, as much as I’d love to Seth, I heard at this stage in our pregnancy our kid can start to hear things and the last thing I want is them the hear that. And your metal music… So I hate to break it to you but you’ll either have to stink or wait.” Your smirk grew from ear to ear as you witnessed Seth both shake his head and grin simultaneously. “But seriously I still want the donuts… you don’t want me being grumpy.”

Seth’s face lit up as he playfully pushed you in the direction of the bathroom. “Yeah no, I definitely do not want that. 12 donuts; got it. Shit, I love you to much.”

“Ay, no cussing, our baby can hear.” You teased him, slowly closing the bathroom door. “But I love you too- Well, we love you, Seth Rollins.

A/N - So many feels for this one, oml. So because of the fact that this was so good to write and I love it so much (hopefully you do too), I would absolutely Love to make this a little series, maybe? If so please feel free to send me any request regarding it! Thank you so much for reading! ~ Nikkii.

Scarce Nights {Reaction}

Note: IM BACK BBYS, it feels so good to be righting again. This one might hit home for some people, I know it does me but its meant to lift spirits bc the problems you have now are only temporary. PS. pls forgive me if there are mistakes I was really excited and wanted to post this asap!!

Summary: You grew up in house hold with out a lot of money and they find out why you’ve never let them do much for you.

Namjoon: Namjoon had taken you out for dinner and realized you had been focusing on the menu for awhile, and when you finally settled on something and told the server it was the cheapest item on the menu. Before the server could make ti back to the kitchen Namjoon had stopped him and whispered something in his ear. When the server had come back with the food you didn’t see what you ordered but he plopped a huge plate of food and veggies in front of you. Before you could let the server know Namjoon had stopped you.

“Y/N I know you, your past can’t effect your health now and I need you to eat and stay strong so you can stay with me as long as possible”.

Originally posted by slapmon

Jin: Jin wanted to spoil you to a night of treating you, and with Jin you knew this meant a whole night of things you could never afford. He treated you to a whole meal of seafood and all types of foreign desserts. Lastly was when he started to a bath for you. When you had gotten in the bath Jin came in and dropped a bath bomb into the water that was scented of cinnamon and small scents of apples. After the bath bomb had completely melted a little plastic piece was bobbing in the water, when you opened it there was a precious ring with the day you and Jin had met engraved into the bottom. You called for Jin and he came in and you started spilling reasons why you couldn’t accept it.

“Y/N from the day we met I promised myself I would always care for and protect you, your past might’ve been shifty with funds but I’m here now and you don’t have to worry any longer”.

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Yoongi: You and Yoongi had always been the type of couple to work on big projects together, but it was tough when the two of you had to share one laptop. There were times when you would be working on a song on Yoongi’s laptop then he would need it back for his music as well and it would just cause a lot of commotion. Until one night Yoongi had come home from a specially long night at work you presumed, but when he walked he through the door he had come in with an apple bag and you were hoping he wasn’t about to do what he did. He set the bag in front and told you that it was for you. When you opened it there was a new laptop. Before you could rebuttal Yoongi had stopped you.

“Y/N you won’t argue with me about this because not only do you deserve it because you put up with me but also I want you to strive for your dreams that you couldn’t imagine when you were younger”.

Originally posted by eolljjung

Jung Hoseok: Hobi had been wanting you to start coming to his dance classes with him, he could tell that when you were attending his classes just to watch him you were really intrigued and always wanted to dance. Every time he would talk to you about joining you would just change the subject until one night Hobi brought up a a duet dance that he needed to find a partner for. You explained to Hobi that you would feel wrong if you joined because when you were younger you couldn’t afford those sorts of things.

“Y/N your siblings have grown up and put those things behind them and I believe they would want you to do the same to be happy”. ( you eventually accepted his offer)

Originally posted by jkookisdaddy

Taehyung: Taehyung had always been the one to want to spoil you and treat you like a queen, but it’s a little difficult when you wouldn’t accept his gifts very easily. Every time Tae would come home with a new gift for you he could tell you would want to say no but he wouldn’t give you the chance. One night when Taehyung had come home with a necklace as a gift much pricier than the rest, you couldn’t take it anymore and told him you couldn’t accept it. Taehyung had seemed really hurt and you decided to finally sit him down and explain your past.

“Y/N I buy you things because I’m in love with you and your past is behind you, let me shower you in my love”.

Originally posted by je0n

Jimin: One night when you and Jimin had gone grocery shopping together he would put the name brand foods in the cart and you’d quickly replace them with the store brand. Jimin hadn’t really noticed until he turned around saw that you were taking his favorite fruit snacks and grabbing the store brand. You and Jimin were going back and forth how the store brand was cheaper and he would say the name brand tasted better. He could tell you were getting upset and decided to cup your face between his hands.

“Y/N we can afford better things you don’t have to worry, please put your trust into me. And anyway those fruit snacks in the store brand are trash”.

Originally posted by jimiyoong

Jungkook: Jungkook had always been a dork and wanted you two to match outfits every once in awhile. Normally it would just be a matching t-shirt or bracelets, just little things like that. But today he had decided to he wanted a whole matching outfit for a few pictures. When he went on his hiatus dragging you around the mall trying to find clothes you could tell he was reaching for quite expensive things but you just let him go on, until it came to shoes. Thats when you became hesitant because he wanted to buy you a pair of all black timberlands. You told him you couldn’t afford those shoes and couldn’t accept them if he bought them.

“Y/N if we plan on being together for life then you have to trust me with my funds, your past can’t continue effecting our future just trust me and you can tell me if its honestly too much, but I know these aren’t because I’ve been watching you eyeball them since we walked in”.  

Originally posted by nnochu

Washing Tessa With Tom - Headcannons

A/N: SO!!! My “Facetime With Tom” Headcanons blew up so much more than i expected them to, and i’m beyond grateful. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! I really rather write HC’s than fics so please send requests in i don’t care how weird or kinky it is, bring it on!

Requested: I sort of forced her to request it but @ladybeewrites aka @ladysnowren aka BEE MY MOTHER requested it

Genre/Warnings: Fluff?

Word Count: 439

Tagged List:  @spideyydarling @ladybeewrites @spideyyss @parkerroos @focused-on-holland @underoosie @toms-spidey @peterletmebeanavengerparker @spideyboys @lil-spidey @captainswriting @tomhollandisthicc @marvelsdaughter @nedandpeter @kelli-h  @paleflames  @amidblogger  (Message me if you want me to add you to my tagged list)

  • Tom dreading the day you both have to wash Tessa
  • Tessa somehow always knows when bath day is and tries (and fails), to hide from you and Tom
  • Tom specifically rented a hotel room with a massive bathtub so you could both wash Tess
  • You finally lock yourselves and Tessa in the bathroom as she tries relentlessly to escape
  • Tom getting on his knees and stroking Tessa’s head saying “it’s okay love, it’s okay angel, we just have to wash the stink off you”
  • You being 100x more attracted to Tom because he’s so caring and nurturing
  • While you run the bath, Tom holds Tessa in a weird sitting hug position??
  • The bath is filled and you and Tom struggle to keep her inside the tub
  • She got away a couple times and SOAKED both of you
  • At one point Tom fell into the tub with Tessa trying to calm her down
  • You stared at him and thought what an amazing human being he was and how lucky you were to have met this amazing man child.
  • Just staring at him imagining him giving your actual children a bath, not just your fur baby
  • Also the sight of his wet abs through his white t shirt wasn’t helping your concentration
  • “What are you looking at, love? Can you please just get me a towel?”
  • You reluctantly gave him the towel even though you wanted to stay in that moment forever
  • You’re both left wet and bubbled up from tessa’s bath
  • Tom looks fuckin adorable with bubbles all over him
  • You look in the mirror and see how disastrous you look
  • You look back at him while he’s looking down, thinking about something
  • He looks up at you with a smirk and says “What do you say? Shall we both clean up?”
  • “Yeah, I’ll go get some dry clothes.”
  • “Oh darling, we won’t be needing clothes for a while.” he says with a suggestive wink
  • A bubble fight ensues
  • Tom somehow ends up with a bubble beard and it’s the cutest thing.
  • He tickles you until you can’t breathe from laughter
  • His hands “accidentally” ending up on your boobs
  • “No bra eh darling?”
  • “Can you blame me?”
  • “Not at all those little shits seem super uncomfortable.”
  • “Okay Tommy we really have to get out. We’re supposed to meet Harry and Sam for dinner.”
  • He gets up and offers you his hand to help you step out.  
  • “I guess we really don’t have time for anything then?” Tom says, looking at the clock.
  • “Oh we’ll have time” you say “after dinner” you wink.
Whipped Cream and Cuddles

Paring: Miniminter x reader

Word Count: 2,252 (sorry, I had fun)

Warnings: Couple of swears

Requested: Yes!


Y/N - Your name

Simon and I have been friends for years, since we met in secondary school. We didn’t go to the same fine institute of education (lol), he was at a private college while I attended a public school across the city.  We were introduced by a mutual friend at a party; the football loving giant, and the shy, bookish girl.  Despite these differences in personality, we hit it off immediately and have remained friends up to this day.  I went to university in London, while he started a YouTube channel and became the teen heart-throb who inspires hysteria in millions of pre-teen and teenage girls across the globe, a fact I never let him forget.

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Part 1

Shawn Mendes x Reader

words: 1280

You scrolled through your twitter timeline while you were sitting in the cab on the way from the airport to Shawn´s condo. You lived in the US and you couldn´t make it in time for Shawn’s birthday because of work but now you finally were on the way, and you couldn´t wait to see him again.  There was nothing interesting on social media and you were about to close the app, when one tweet caught your attention. It was a photo of Shawn at his Birthday party last week. It was like your blood freeze when you read the caption. “ *rumour* Apparently Shawn hooked up with this girl. People who attended the party said both disappeared together from the party after they were seen smooching.” tweeted a Shawn Mendes update page. 

For a moment you couldn´t think straight. No. This couldn´t be real. Shawn would never do something like this. You two were dating for almost 2 years. You took a closer look at the pic. It was definitely Shawn. Shawn with a blonde girl. His hand in her hair but it wasn´t sure if they were really kissing, but it looked like it. This wasn´t the first time something like that happened. You remembered this one time when people sent you pictures of Shawn and Camilla. Everyone believed that they kissed but in reality, it was just the angle of how the photo had been taken. They never kissed and you forced yourself to believe that this was the same situation. Calm down, don´t jump to conclusions. You just had to trust Shawn.

“Okay, what´s wrong?” Shawn asked you. You arrived at his place about 2 hours ago but you didn´t get yourself to respond what you saw on twitter. You didn´t want to know. You just saw him again after a month, you didn´t want to ruin this precious time, by something that was most likely just a rumour. But he might have cheated on me. This thought was destroying you. “You know you can tell me everything.” You looked at him. Oh how well he knows me. He knew exactly when something was bothering you. You couldn´t hide your feelings from him. 

“I saw something. On twitter.” He raised his eyebrows, curious. “What exactly?” You swallowed. You didn´t bring the words over your lips. You couldn´t ask him if he cheated on you. That would make this whole situation too real for you. You unlocked your phone and opened twitter, then you gave it to Shawn. He laid on his couch and you were standing in front of him, arms crossed, your fingers nervously jumping up and down on your skin. You never felt so anxious before. You already tasted blood, but you continued biting on your lip. The fear that this might be true…

“Say something!” you told him with a high voice. 10 Minutes. He stared for 10 minutes at your phone, without a word saying. You could tell he was nervous too. It´s real. The rumour is true. He cheated on me. These three sentences repeated in your head over and over again. You already felt tears burning in your eyes. He closed his eyes for a second while his lips were pressed together to a thin line. Then he forced himself to look at you, and you saw that you weren´t the only one with tears in your eyes. It´s real. The rumour is true. He cheated on me. “It´s true, isn´t it?” You spoke fast, but your voice was surprisingly strong. He opened and closed his mouth before he managed to speak the words you feared since you saw the tweet. “I ..” he swallowed and looked down. “I was really drunk.” He got up from the couch so he stood in front of you, trying to avoid your look.  “I had never been so drunk before. I overdid it, that´s all I know.”

You let out a laugh, trying so hard to hold back your tears, trying so hard to not scream at him like a maniac, when your fear changed into anger. “That´s all you know? That´s all you fucking know?” You couldn´t prevent your voice from getting louder and louder with every word. He ran his hand through his hair and looked at you with sad and tired eyes. “Blackout.” That´s all he said.

Blackout. Blackout. Blackout. You needed a few seconds till you realized the whole meaning of this word and couldn´t hold back your emotions taking over you. “You don´t know what happened? You don´t know what you did? You don’t know if you cheated on me or not?” you screamed. You had never screamed at someone before. To see how these words hurt Shawn made your heart ache but you didn´t stop. It was his fault, not yours. He had drunk so much he couldn´t remember anything you didn´t do anything wrong. “I know I made a mistake. Probably the biggest mistake in my life but I can´t change anything about it. I would never hurt you! We both know I would never cheat on you!” His loud voice broke. “All I know is that, apparently, people saw you with this girl. Saw you and her smooching together and God knows what else you two did after you left the party. Together.” You let out an angry snort “That´s what I know. What do you know Shawn?”  “Can you please stop screaming and just have trust in me?” “All I should do is trust you? I want to know what happened! Don´t you?” “Y/N please” He tried to take your hand but you stepped away. „Tell me that you´re 100% sure, that you didn´t hook up with her,” you asked calmly. “Tell me honestly that you´re 100% sure that nothing happened and I will stop immediately.” 

You stared into his eyes. You knew his eyes so well. His familiar brown eyes, sometimes with a tinge of green when he was in a very bright place and almost black in the night. You had looked into his eyes so many times before. You knew every inch of him and you would know when he was lying, and he knew that as well. He didn´t even have to say something. You knew that he wasn´t sure. The truth is that he had no idea what happened at this party, with this girl.

You felt numb. Tears were running down your cheek. You didn´t even realize that you started crying till the reality hit you like a bus. For a moment you wanted to say something, but the words stuck in your throat like a sore lump. You wrenched your eyes from his and turned around. Suddenly you felt extremely weak and tired. You just wanted to get away from Shawn and everything that happened, so you took your bag, grabbed your phone and put on your shoes. Shawn watched every move of you. “What are you doing? Please. Y/N stay here. We can work this out. We´ll find everything out,” he said with low voice.
You stopped before you went outside, the door already open. “No Shawn. You. You will find everything out what happened that night. I don´t want to be here right now.” Your eyes were on his T-Shirt, you couldn´t stand looking in his eyes. “Let me know when you´re sure that this rumour isn´t true,” you said before leaving the house.

can we please talk more about baz the football player
  • Baz wearing football clothes
  • Baz tying up his hair
  • Baz in a man bun
  • Baz celebrating a goal, and shyly looking up at the grades, and catching Simon staring
  • Simon swooning
  • Because hot damn, though he won’t admit it
  • Strong
  • Graceful
  • Fucking ruthless
  • Once they get together, Simon would 1000% wear Baz’s football t-shirts and jerseys
  • Just imagine,, Simon wearing a tee-shirt that says PITCH on the back
  • Baz would DIE at the sight of his boyfriend wearing his clothes
  • Simon would totally help him tie his hair
  • Just… Baz in a  m a n  b u n

Bad Boy Daniel Au Part 3

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damn you guys rlly love this series

Originally posted by defsouldanik

- so at school daniel went back to his normal self
- well- you were actually really confused as to what his normal self was
- was it this sweet and adorable guy or this complete douche?
- or could it be both..?
- you would catch daniel just staring at you blanklessly
- but then again, you’d have to be glancing at him to know that
- ever since he walked you home he’s been calling you shorty a lot more often
- but it slowly grew on you throughout the day
- he’d walk pass by you and as your shoulders would bump into each other he’d whisper “shorty” in a low teasing tone
- the day was normal as usual but you could feel yourself gaining attention since daniel would nonstop highkey tease you
- like during art class he’d take your paint brushes and you’d go on a hunt for them
- and once you found out it was him who took it, you smeared paint all over his face as he died of laughter
- suprisingly, you were looking forward to go to daniel’s house
- but at the same time you were scared as fuck cause you didnt wanna lose your viRGINIty you innocent soul
- so afterschool, you walked out of the schoolgates and noticed daniel leaning against it as he was kicking around rocks
- he still had paint smeared across his face which you found cute
- “aye y/n,” he called out
- “wash off that paint, you look silly,” you replied as you chuckled
- “you’re the one who tainted the art and beauty of my pure, acne free, handsome face,” he spoke as he made facial expressions that made you laugh
- “whatever you say buddy,”
- “oi daniel,” a voice called behind you
- “ready to go?” you looked behind you to see the group of 10 boys daniel would always hang out with
- “uhh yeah,” he spoke
- “i’ll see ya later y/n,”
- “uhh okay,”

- “rEMEMBER AT 7!” he yelled as he waved goodbye, running to his group
- sooooo time skip
- you were at the front of his house
- ringing his doorbell and yet again no answer
- so you rang it to ring ding dong again
- but this time no answer
- “ahh, sorry im late,” a voice spoke behind you
- you turned around to see daniel with a bleeding nose, a bruised lip and a cut under his eyes
- “daniel whatthefuck happened to you?” you asked as he ignored your question and opened the door
- “don’t worry about it,” he spoke bluntly as he made his way in
- you followed once again and you could see blood dripping down onto the floor as his arm was also bleeding
- you guys entered his room as he instantly headed towards the bathroom
- you heard loud banging as suddenly a loud scratch sound was made
- “fUCK” daniel yelled
- you entered the bathroom cautiously to see him at the side of the bathtub holding his hand due to the cut he got from the first aid kit
- you sighed as you walked towards him and sat beside him, opening the first aid kit
- getting out the cream, you opened the lid off and placed some onto your fingertips and applied it to his bruised lip and the cut
- daniel whined to the burn
- “just endure it, okay? squeeze my hand if you need too,” you spoke as you placed your left hand out as your right hand continued to apply the cream
- daniel intertwined his fingers with yours as he didn’t squeeze at al but you didnt seem to notice it
- after applying the cream, you got out the a tissue and wiped the blood off of his bleeding nose very gently, making sure not to hurt it
- you threw out the tissue and got out the bandages and applied it to his cut under his eye

- “how’d this happen?” you asked softly
- “well- we were gonna go out to the arcade but then these group of gangsters began picking a fight and i took the first hit for guanlin,” he spoke softly as his voice cracked in between
- “please becareful. i mean, i don’t support fighting but if you are going to get into a fight, make sure it’s one you can win. but still, violence is bad man…” you spoke even more softly as you finished applying the bandage
- “also, you’re arm is bleeding,” you implied as you could see the blood through his white t-shirt
- daniel lifted up the sleve of the shirt to reveal a bruise with blood gushing out
- “ouch,” you commented as you got out a wet tissue and began dabbing gently onto the blood. this time daniel whinced but squeezed your hand a bit as he clenched his eyes extremly tightly.
- after doing so, you got out the cream once again and applied it, then applied the bandage around his arm.
- “there! all done! unless you have more scars..” you spoke as you looked at daniel, noticing how lost he was looking into your eyes. he blinked softly as he looked down onto the floor. you noticed how he was still holding your hand, but he began to squeeze it a bit more tighter.
- “does it hurt that much?” you asked out of concern
- “no, i just don’t want to let go of your hand,” he replied as a smile appeared across his face
- he leaned his head into onto your head as you both slowly began to fall asleep naturally
- you soon woke up to be in a bed your not familuar with
- “wtf do i still have my virignity?”
- “yup,”
- you saw daniel at the table finishing the presentation part of the project
- “hhh fiNISHED!” he yelled as he spotted you awake
- “someone’s awake,” he said with a small gummy grin across his face
- “how long was i asleep?”
- “an hour or so?” he replied. you got out of bed and skimmed over the oral part of the presentation as you approved of it
- “seems pretty good,” you spoke
- “it’s getting late, you should head home,” daniel said sadly
- you chuckled as you nodded and agreed
- once again, he walked you home as he non-stopped teased you
- but this time, you took longer glances at him
- and it sorta hurt everytime you saw his brusies
- “wAHHH HOLY SHIT HOW ARE YOUR BRUISES HEALING THAT QUICKLY?????” daehwi ask as he gawks his eyes at daniel
- you all were in art class as the teacher had to leave the room for a washroom break
- daniel glanced at you with a smile as the group began to tease and shove him around playfully
- “i want my bruises to be healed that quickly,” jisung said as he pouted. the group all had either major or minor bruises. guanlin had a scar on his neck as woojin had a black eye, it was all a mess and everyone pitied them.
- “yO Y/N” you heard a voice call out
- you turned away from your canvas
- “can you help us with our bruises? i mean the nurse went on vacation so…” jaehwan said as you nodded blanklessly
- they all [excluding daniel] were happy to your replyment
- so skipping to lunch you met them at the nurse’s room as you had the first aid kit out
- jisung dASHED TOWARDS THE BED FIRST and sat down cutely as he pointed to the bruised arm he had
- none stop helping, cream, tissue, bandage, and some rubbing alcohol here and there and the little ones screamed of the burn due to the pain
- you noticed how daniel had a blunt expression on his face as all he did was cross his arms and lean against the wall
- after you were done with the 9820329 of them, the 10 of them thanked you and ran off as daniel stayed back
- “why so grumpy?” you questioned as you backed away the first aid kid that was almost empty at this point
- “nothing,” he coldly replied
- “oh really?”
- “mmmmhm,”
- “is someone jealous their not the only one who got special treatment????”
- “n O,”
- “admit it daniel you’re jealous,” you teased as you took a step closer
- “am not,” he snapped back as he took a step closer
- “sure you’re not,” you teased

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4  Sequel

We don’t believe what’s on TV - Chapter 5

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10…>>

Resume: I had an ordinary life, or that’s what I wanted to believe. I lost myself in the TV series that I listened to forget the normal boring life. What I didn’t know, however, was that my life would change completely overnight.

Finding myself in 2013 at Beacon Hills County.

This will be a Stiles x Reader but only further in the story

Word count: 2397

Tags: @kwien-cee @saoirsewhittle @standalls @anonimereader06 @shantayok @thiscuriouslymiss @dashofsunshineblog @negative-love @sarasmismyonlydefence

A/N: longer chapter!

In this chapter: Discovering a part of the town, Scott house. The nightmares. The voice telling me I shouldn’t be there. Am I cursed?

It wasn’t until the next day that I had my discharge from hospital. I had to wait for many people agreement and I also had to fill many papers, without really knowing what name to sign until the sheriff arrived with a paper saying that Melissa was now my legal tutor. She signed her name, and asked me to sign mine as well. I quickly read the details of the sheet and noticed that it was saying that right now my last name was the one of my tutor.

Y / N Mccall.

I felt like Scott’s little sister and this detail made me smile when I signed the last papers. Melissa told me that she was only finishing her shift later that evening so it was Scott who was going to accompany me home. Scott’s house, with the stair in front of the door, the living room to the right and the kitchen to the left. I knew only the parts of the house that was visible in the show, so I was excited to discover the rest.

Someone knocked on the door of my hospital room and I authorized the person to enter. It was Scott who came to get me. When I saw him enter, I had difficulties believing my eyes. It was still so unreal.

“Are you ready?” He asked me.

I replaced a hair lock behind my ear, lowering my head. It was still really hard to look him in the eye, still embarrassing. But I promised myself that as long as I didn’t know why and how I got here, I had to remain calm.

“I … have no clothes to put on,” I mumbled.

He scratched his head. He hadn’t thought about that either. I couldn’t leave with the hospital gown. He told me to wait a moment before returning with my clothes, the one I had when I first came into this world. They were still dirty and full of dry mud.

I raised an eyebrow at him.

“There’s nothing else,” he confided. “We’re going to buy a few pieces of clothing on the road, I promise.”

He offered me his puppy dog smile ​​and I couldn’t resist him.


Once I was changed, with two uncomfortable crutches hard to handle because of my injured hand, I followed Scott. It was stressing me to leave with him even thought I knew it wasn’t a stranger. I was about to discover the world of Teen Wolf, to discover the city and all its habitants. A mixture of stress and excitement inhabited my entire body, and Scott quickly noticed it in the strange way I walked with the crutches.

“Everything is fine?” He asked me, opening the door of the car for me. I took a seat in the car.

” Yes!” I said too quickly before scraping my throat. “I mean, yes, I’m just happy to finally get out of the hospital and not going to Eichen House …”

It was not quite a lie, so my heart had no reason to panic. But it was beating so hard, anyone could hear it even someone with normal hearing. With his supernatural ears, I suspected that Scott had heard everything. If that was the case, he didn’t seem to show any suspicion towards me as he took the driver seat.

We went to a store that sold good cheap clothes, and Scott let me pick a few pieces. I tried a few, but I decided on comfortable and ample clothes to be able to be the most normal and unnoticed possible. Scott paid for my purchases, and even carried the bags. Once in the car, I started feeling guilty.

“I’ll pay you back,” I whispered, head down.

“No, no, it’s okay,” he replied.

New silence.

“I … I know you don’t trust me, not entirely,” I began softly. He turned his head briefly to me and then rested his gaze on the road. “But I swear to you that I will prove my worth to you, and I will repay my debts.”

He didn’t answer right away. I raised my head to detail his face, which was still concentrated on the road. Then he opened his mouth.

“I know,” was all he said to me.

We arrived shortly afterwards at home, and I quickly recognized the house for having seen it a couple of time in the show. He brought me in, showed me the rooms even thought I knew most of them, and showed me the free bedroom next to his, telling me it was now mine. I went in and looked around before sitting on the mattress. I passed my hand over the bed-cover, sighing. Scott put the bags near my bed and came to meet me, sitting down beside me.

“It must be weird to host someone you don’t know,” I began. “Why did you propose?”

He thought for a moment.

“You needed help … and then … I feel like you want to help too, I don’t know why but I have a good feeling. And usually, I believe in my instincts. ”

He stood up and walked toward the door.

“I have to go to work, I will come back tonight. My mother doesn’t come back until tomorrow morning so … you can take advantage of it to sleep a little.”

I nodded positively before taking the recently bought clothing bag and then stopped moving.

“We didn’t take pajamas …”

Scott told me to wait before coming back with a big t-shirt and wide pants.

“I don’t know if it will fit, but I can lend you some of my clothes, and I’ll buy you pajamas when I get back from work.”

The red rose to my cheeks as I took Scott’s clothes. Scott’s clothes. I had to repeat it several times in my head to believe it.

“Yes thanks… ”

“I’ll call to see if everything is okay. Please answer when I’ll do. ”

I nodded positively.

Scott waved a shy goodbye before leaving. He probably didn’t mind leaving me alone in his house.

As soon as he was gone, I felt a tiredness fall on my shoulders. I thought I had slept a lot since I arrived and yet I felt I could still sleep for hours. I was so tired, exhausted, it was almost abnormal. My head emptied completely and my vision began to get confused. Scott’s clothes slipped from my hands and I just had time to put my head on the pillow as I fell asleep.

“You shouldn’t.

You shouldn’t.

You shouldn’t. “

This hoarse, low, unreal voice echoed in my skull like a broken record. I couldn’t see anything around me. Nothing surrounded me. Only that voice and the cold biting my bones. I was so cold, but at the same time I didn’t feel anything.

"I shouldn’t what!” I exclaimed, frozen and horribly tired. I had only one desire, lie down on the floor and sleep. But that meant letting me die…

"You shouldn’t be here. ”

I turned on myself in search of the source of the voice, but saw nothing but darkness.

“You shouldn’t know all that.”

“You shouldn’t talk.”

“You shouldn’t be here.”

“You shouldn’t be alive.”

“ Who are you!” I shouted loudly feeling the fear starting to take possession of my body. I was getting colder and colder

I felt a presence behind me and a breath that was at once cold and horribly hot tickling my neck.

"I am here too… I watch you … if you speak, I will be there … and you will suffer …”

I swallowed and my body started to shake uncontrollably.

“You can’t save them. You can’t change the future, Y / N ”

“Who are you … leave me alone…” I hardly mumbled because the cold was making my lips shake.

The voice ended being silent, replaced by a voice that wasn’t unknown to me.

“ Because you’re Scott Mccall! You’re a true Alpha! But guess what? We can’t all be true alpha. Some of us have to make mistakes! Some of us have to get their hands a little bloody sometimes! Some of us are human!”

I turned quickly in the darkness.

” Allison is dead… Now I guess the only good thing is it looks like I’m dying, too.”

I recognized the voice. I recognized the suffering. I felt the pain like a blade burning my chest.

“ I’m fine. Yeah, aside from the not sleeping, the jumpiness, the constant overwhelming crushing fear that something terrible is about to happen.”

I began to run in all directions, lost. I felt fear, anguish, helplessness. All the emotions were in me. Sadness, anger, defeat.


Then flashes appeared before my eyes. One moment I was in front of the nemeton, the other I was in class, then the other in front of Stiles jeep.

I turned around again and this time I saw something on the floor.

A body.

I approached slowly as I heard my heart beat in my ears. I squatted close to the body to turn it towards me and what I saw made me fall to the floor. The now covered in blood floor.

The body in front of me was Stiles Stilinski, and everywhere around me there were now dozens of bodies.

Scott. Melissa. Lydia. Allison. Aidan. Ethan. Danny. Isaac. Boyd. Erica. Allison’s father and the sheriff.

And even the characters that weren’t yet in the series. Kira. Malia. Liam. Mason. Hayden. Parrish.

Everyone was dead, and there was only me in the middle of their bodies covered with their blood.

“You’re not going to save anyone… you’re going to kill everyone trying to save them.”

It was too much. I began to beat my head with my fists covered with blood. I had seen Stiles do the same to wake up and right now it was my only solution.


I felt a painful heat spread in my chest so I shouted. I shouted as loudly as Lydia shouted in her banshee moments. I shouted until it hurt and I stretched out my hands in front of me.

Then I felt something wrap around me and someone talking to me.

I opened my eyes as I kept shouting. Someone was holding me firmly in his arms to stop me from moving, telling me to calm down and that everything was fine. It was a dream? Or was I awake? Why … does this scene seem so familiar?

“Calm down… ”

I looked up to see the sheriff. Then I noticed that I was in Stiles’ room. The sheriff immediately gave me up and stood up to show me his bloody hands.

“ It’s your fault. ”

This time, when I shouted to wake up, I felt my burning throat protest. My cry choked in the middle, and I began to choke and gasp as I moved in all directions in my bed, my eyes wide open, seeing nothing. I felt arms around me again, but this time I struggled against them as best I could. I didn’t want to be dreaming again, not another nightmare, where was the reality… Where was the dream…

“Shhh … you’re awake, everything’s all right …”

I recognized the voice as soon as it resounded in my ears, and my cries immediately stopped, stifled by my sobs, which replaced them. I put my hands on his arms. He was sitting behind me and hugging me firmly.

“I’m sorry …” I said crying before raising my head to look at him. It was now dark in the room, a sign that it was probably late at night. But I could still recognize him.

“I’m sorry Stiles …”

“Shhh … it was just a dream.” He repeated to me, stroking my arm with his fingers. He didn’t understand. I knew it wasn’t a dream. It was a warning. The voice … I couldn’t talk about what I shouldn’t know. The voice was there, it was watching me. Blood, pain. I couldn’t stay. I didn’t belong here.

I pushed back his embrace without looking at him. I didn’t want him to stay, my presence was putting him in danger, I didn’t know why, but I couldn’t stay. I couldn’t stay here near them if it meant that everyone was going to die.

I was cursed.

"You’re not here …” I muttered, opening my eyes.

I was lying in my bed in the same place where I had fallen asleep. The sun was setting and I was alone. I didn’t shout or speak. I had to leave, otherwise everyone would die.

I didn’t belong to this world and it was selfish of me to stay.

Without hesitation I got up difficultly, grimacing in pain. I didn’t take my crutches neither some warm clothes. I got out of the room and limped to the stairs as I slowly and painfully descended. Then I reached the front door and hesitated, my hand on the handle.

If I left, the whole show was going to run as planned and no one was going to die. Actually, no one that wasn’t supposed to die. But could I believe a dream… What if I were still dreaming? But the pain was real.

I remembered that in season 3B Stiles had dreams in dreams very often.


I never could have met him, in the end. I couldn’t have met my favorite character. But at least he was going to live, it was better like that.

I opened the door and froze eyes wide-opened.

“Hello, I’m… Scott’s friend and he was worried so he asked me to go see if everything was okay, he’s kept at work and … do we know each other? ”

My mouth became dry; I didn’t know what to answer. When I was finally decided to leave and not changing anything in the show, she was in front of me. The only person who could hold me back. The only reason.

“It was you in the hospital …” She added, lowering her hand, finally understanding.

“Allison …”

In the next chapter: Should I leave or stay? Now that Allison is in front of me I can’t move. She’s alive and real. I don’t want her to die but in the same time my nightmare is hunting me. What should I do?

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(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 5 223
warning : smut
summary : It’s Reader’s birthday and after four years, she finally gets to spend it with Kai.
note : anon, hope you had a great birthday 😉🎂🎉🎈 and that you will like your belated b-day present !🎁
* gif by me

Y/N rolled to her side, reaching for her boyfriend, flashes of images from everything that had happened last night flooding in her mind. Her birthday celebrations had started long before the clock had even struck midnight, right after she and Kai had come home from the swimming hole. Ever since he came back from Hell a little over seven months ago, they had a hard time keeping their hands to themselves and it seemed the longer they spent together the more this ‘problem’ grew. Neither of them could get enough of the other and the mornings when they woke up in each others arms were one of the moments they shared she loved the most. Her hand kept searching for him on his side of the bed, but all she found was wrinkled sheets. A quiet groan of frustration left her lips and slowly she opened her eyes, just in time to see him walk in through the door with a food tray in his hands. His hair was a little messy, he was wearing a black t-shirt/boxers but what made her heart skip a beat was his smile and the glow in his eyes.
    “Hi.” she smiled, watching him leave the tray on the night stand. He leaned in, pressing his lips gently onto hers and she cupped his face, pulling him onto the bed with her. He tried to pull away but that only made her hold him tighter against her. Thunder rumbled outside and rain drops gently started to hit her window but she didn’t mind the rain on the darker morning light. She had her own sun right there in her arms.
    “Hi.” he smiled, brushing his nose against hers. “Someone woke up hungry.”
Y/N laughed and nodded, watching Kai roll off her sitting on his knees just as she pulled herself up into a seating position untangling herself from the sheets and ran her fingers through the mess her hair was.
    “You look so hot with your hair messed up like that.” he grinned at her expression and held out his palm right before her eyes. “Happy birthday, sweet cheeks.”
A blink of an eye later a chocolate cupcake showed up before her yes with a birthday candle that lit up with a snap of his fingers. Only it wasn’t just this – her room filled with multi coloured balloons and twinkling lights hung from the ceiling. There were scented candles lit up here and there and from somewhere quiet music started to play. How hadn’t she noticed any of this earlier? Perhaps because she had been distracted getting lost in everything they had done or maybe it was seeing Kai first thing in the morning. There could be a fire in the house and she wouldn’t notice, that’s how big effect he had on her.
    “Aren’t you going to make a wish ?” he asked, looking at her expectantly. Y/N didn’t answer, her gaze kept drifting from the cupcake to the decorations and back around. “What’s wrong ? Y-you don’t like my surprise? Is it the rain ? Don’t worry. It’s just a few clouds, it will clear up soon.”
    “No, no. It’s not that. I actually like the rain and the thunders. I just –” she smiled, closing her eyes before making a wish and blowing out the candle. “I didn’t know what to wish for. I have everything I could ever want right –” she placed her hand over his heart. “– here.”
Kai beamed at her, leaning over to kiss her gently while she swiped some of the frosting from the cupcake and tapped his nose with her finger before licking it clean. He laughed, wiping frosting off his nose and she couldn’t help but laugh too. Being with Kai still felt like a dream, having him back felt like a dream but it wasn’t. It was real and there was nothing else she needed, nothing else she wanted or could ever want but having him by her side always.
     "I have so many things planned for today. I am going to make sure this is the best birthday you have ever had! I’ve missed four birthdays already and I have so much to make up for.“ he said excitedly. “Oh, don’t give me that look. I promise not to go overboard, though if it depended on me I would’ve thrown you a parade.”
    “Not going overboard huh ?” she raised her brows for a second, looking around at the flowers and balloons. “Don’t see how that’s going to happen but okay, cuz it might be my birthday but its just another ordinary da–”
    “What ? No, no.” he protested, letting her take a bite from the cupcake. “It’s anything but an ordinary day. It’s the most special day of the year. My favourite day, actually.”
    “I thought that was Thanksgiving.” she pointed out, while he wiped frosting from her nose.
    “It was, but not anymore. Come here.” he smiled at her, their lips meeting in a gentle kiss.  He brushed his palm against her cheek, lovingly gazing into her eyes. “And look – breakfast in bed. I made your favourite nutty chocolate chip pancakes and – ” he grinned, waving his hand over the food tray. “Ta-da. I even got you your favourite brand of maple syrup. Had to go to the other side of town but it was so worth it to see you smile like that.” he pinched her cheeks.
    “Wow. I’ve been awake for 15 minutes and this is already the best birthday I’ve ever had.” she smiled. “Want to know why ?” her lips pressed against his for a long moment before pulling away. “Because you are here. Although … there is one thing missing.”
    “What ?” he looked around, trying to remember if he had forgotten something. Meanwhile Y/N reached for the maple syrup, grabbed a pancake from the plate and poured a little directly onto the pancake in her hand. “What are you doing ?”
    “You forgot the fork.” she said as if its obvious, taking a bite from the pancake while some of the maple syrup dripped on her thighs. Kai couldn’t tear his eyes away, watching the syrup drip slowly on her bare skin and instantly his mind got flooded with thoughts about her. Something told him she was beyond impatient about unwrapping her present because he was absolutely sure there had been a fork. “How else am I supposed to eat those ?”
    “You are hilarious.” he said amused, catching a glimpse of the ‘missing’ fork on the floor on the other side of the room. How had that happened? he wondered, already knowing the answer. “Was it really that hard to say ‘can I please have a fork’? If it wasn’t your birthday I probably would’ve gotten upset with you for getting maple syrup all over my favourite t-shirt.”
Y/N winked at him. “We both know you would’ve torn it off me at some point.”
Kai laughed under his breath, watching her fingers reach to wipe the maple syrup off her thighs when he gripped her wrists, took the pancake off her hands and leaned in, swirling his tongue on her thighs slowly licking up the syrup off her. Instantly her heart rate increased and her breathing turned shallow. He looked up at her with a devilish spark in his eyes and pushed away the food tray pulling her onto his lap, their lips crashing together in an instant. Y/N crossed her elbows around his neck, trying not to get any of the stickiness on him while he continued to suck the air out of her lungs, holding her towards him as if his life depended on it. He backed her against the bed, his crotch lightly grinding against hers making her moan into the kiss. His lips moved hungrily against hers, not wanting to part with them until he had left her demanding mouth to mouth.
    “You naughty, naughty girl.” he cooed, gazing into her eyes. “You did this on purpose, didn’t you?”
    “Oh that ?” she smiled innocently at him, shifting on the bed. “That was a complete accident.”
Kai smirked hearing the change in her heart beat. “Sure it was.” he cooed, trailing his fingertips up her bare thighs while listening to her heart rate increase. “You had no ulterior motive?”
    “None.” she lied again as he gripped her wrists, licking her fingers clean. Her eyes fluttered closed for a second, listening to him moan quietly and she pushed her hips up at him at the same moment he grinded against her.
    “Liar.” his lips almost touching her earlobe as he spoke. His hand slipped between their bodies to her heat, lightly brushing his fingertips against her clit and he hummed in her ear realising she was already wet. Gently he moved his fingers in a circular motion listening to her moan in his ear and pulled back, resting his forehead on hers without taking his eyes off her. “So wet and I haven’t even touched you yet. Hmmm – I planned on waiting until later tonight, though I have no idea how I would’ve made it through the day, but now… I can’t wait to get between your legs and have you for breakfast.”
    “And you said I am the one who woke up hungry.” she teased, playing with the scruff on the back of his head, her hand reaching for the bulge in his boxers. It took her a moment to realise he had probably woken up with a hard on, seeing how the bulge in his boxers appeared to be bigger than she had expected, growing larger still. Her hips pushed down on his fingers but they vanished almost instantly. Y/N looked at him confused, noticing his eyes had started to darken and instantly a tingly feeling spread through her body. There was something about the way he looked at her when he was hungry for her that turned her on like crazy.
    “I didn’t wake up hungry, sweetheart.” he cooed. “I woke up starving.” he smirked devilishly and his lips smashed against hers sucking the air out of her lungs, leaving her completely breathless.

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anonymous asked:

have you done bullet points for tom dating short girls? i'm like just under 5'2 so we are taking really short😂. if you haven't could you do one please?

  • he’d just think it’s so cute that you’re smaller than him since he’s not the tallest of guys anyway 
  • he’d constantly kiss your forehead because it’s at just the right height for him
  • and the cuddles would be so cute because you fit so nicely against him

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