christ you are a hot man

Thanks Mom

Prompt: You’re Steve’s gf and the golden girl of Hawkins High School … and you aren’t quite as good at taking the high rode as your bf when it comes to Billy Hargrove. 

Warnings: Innuendo. Language. Threats. Basically 25% trying to kill Billy; 75% fluff with Steve’s gf being the Mother of his Children 

You shoved you’re books in your locker just in time for Steve to sweep you off your feet. 

“Hey, good lookin’.” He smiled. 

You rose an eyebrow and restrained a laugh. “Hi Gorgeous. Why are you so chipper?” 

He sighed, toying with the hem of your shirt. “Well I’ve got this crazy hot date tonight.” 

“Ugh, I know, she’s so out of your league.” You grinned. “How do you cope?” 

“Well, you know I’m good in the sack.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone.  

You tossed your head back in laughter, checking to see if anyone had heard him, before leaning closer. 

“You do have that going for you.” You murmured, pecking him on the lips. 

“Yeah?” He kissed you back, and didn’t pull away this time, pressing you against your locker.  

“Harrington. Leave room for Jesus, will you?” Ms. Lockhart barked from her classroom door. 

You pulled away from him and giggled, the slightest hint of blush in your cheeks as you peeked over Steve’s shoulder.  

“Meet me at my car?” Steve said. 

“Why don’t you meet me at mine, sweetheart?” Billy Hargrove strutted by the two of you, shirt unbuttoned halfway down his chest. “I’d love to give you a ride.” 

Steve took his hands from your waist to face Hargrove, but you grabbed his hands and put them back on your hips, looking Billy in the eyes. 

“Stick to what you’re used to, Hargrove. We both know your car isn’t built to handle a girl like me.” You said evenly. 

Tommy, who flanked Billy, let his mouth drop, a giggle escaping. 

“Shut your mouth.” Billy said, with a side glance at Tommy, and then looked back to you, a ghost of a smile on his lips. “Well that’s one hell of a bluff, baby. Why don’t you call me, if you’d like to prove it?” He winked at you and then looked at Steve, “Or if you just get bored.” 

You and Steve both watched him as he made his way down the hallway. 

“Wow.” You said. “What a dick.” 

“Yeah, he’s been after me for a while.” Steve shook his head, “All this alpha male stuff about who runs this school or whatever. It’s bullshit, don’t worry about it.” 

“I won’t.” You said, then Steve looked at you.

“‘We both know you couldn’t handle a girl like me’?” He rose an eyebrow, a smile on his face. 

You bit your lip. “Yeah, was that a bit much?”  

“Babe, that was so hot.” 

You giggled as he pressed you up against the lockers once more, his lips on yours. 

Mister Harrington!” 

He broke away. “Sorry Ms. Lockhart.” He said, still looking at you. “God, you’re wonderful. Do I tell you that enough?” 

“No, not nearly.” You smiled. 

“Jesus Christ. Why don’t you just cream your pants now, Steve?” Came Dustin’s voice, with Will, Lucas, Mike, and Max in tow behind him. 

“Fuck off, man.” Steve took a step back. You noticed a slight blush in his cheeks, and it made you smile. 

“Aw, did I hurt your feelings?” Dustin said. “No really, we can all turn around, give you your privacy in this public school hallway-”

“Hey, I’m the one with the car. So clearly you didn’t hurt my feelings, or your ass would be biking home.” Steve griped, grabbing your hand as you all made for the parking lot. 

“Sorry about that again, by the way.” Max said sheepishly. 

“It wasn’t your fault.” Lucas reassured her. 

“Yeah, she can’t help it her stepbrother’s the Antichrist.” Dustin added. 

“Billy Hargrove? What’d he do?” You turned to look at them. 

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Steve look at you, and then to the kids. 

“It wasn’t a big thing, really.” Steve said. 

“Basically, he tried to kill us.” Dustin said, ignoring Steve’s pointed looks. 

You stopped on the school’s front steps and turned. “He did what?” 

“Tried to run us over on our way home from school a couple weeks back.” Mike said. 

“I was arguing with him, he was just trying to freak me out.” Max added, rolling her eyes. 

“How-” You stopped, putting your hand on your hip and looking at them. “Exactly how close did he come to killing you?”  

They all glanced at one another. 

“Babe, are you …” Steve began, but you turned on your heel and started down the steps at a fast pace. “Hey, Y/N, where are you going?” 

“Do you still have that tire iron in your trunk?” You asked distractedly. 

“Um … what?” Steve looked at you, bewildered and alarmed. 

You opened his trunk, grabbed the metal instrument, and headed off in a different direction: Billy’s car. 

“Hey. Hey!” Steve called after you, but Dustin grabbed him when he made to go after you. 

Billy sat in the driver’s seat, Carol getting ready to climb in the passenger’s side. He saw you approaching, smiled, and leaned out the window. 

“Bored already, baby-” 

But he hadn’t finish his sentence before you’d lodged the tire iron in his left headlight. The crash attracted the attention of everyone in the nearest vicinity as glass scattered on the pavement.  

“Hey! HEY!” He threw his cigarette out and kicked open the door. 

Billy Hargrove was not a person to be taken lightly, but you only moved closer, stepping up beside the hood of his car. 

“You make a single move, Hargrove, and I will lodge this tire iron in your windshield.” You held it up threateningly. He paused, looking at you in alarm and muted rage. “Where EXACTLY do you get off trying to kill a bunch of kids, huh?” 

“What the fuck are you-”

“Don’t remember that, shitdick?” You raised your weapon higher. 

He glanced at it and then sighed. “Look, Sweetheart, I was just trying to teach my kid sister a lesson, okay? Nothin’ personal.” 

“I don’t give a fuck.” You snarled, leaning forward. “Those kids over there? They’re mine. If I see you so much as take a step in their direction your car will be the least of your problems. I will beat your fucking ass, do you understand me?” 

He watched you for a moment, and then scoffed and shook his head. “Alright, whatever. I get it. Just get the hell off my car.” 

You started to turn and then turned back, putting your hand on his door so he couldn’t shut it. He stopped and looked at you. “And just to be clear, you don’t run this school and neither does Steve. I do.” 

You released his car, turned on your heel, and marched back to the kids, tire iron still hanging from your right hand. Dimly, you heard Billy’s speakers turn up as he tore out of the parking lot. 

“Alright, Y/N!” Mike grinned. 

“Dude, he was so scared!” Max said incredulously. 

“God, Steve, you’re fired. Y/N’s our new Super Mom.” Dustin said. 

You put the tire iron on the hood of Steve’s car and your smile turned sheepish when you finally looked at him. 

“What the hell was that?” He asked, bewildered. 

You shrugged. “He could’ve killed them. We’ve got enough aliens and government conspiracies to deal with without some douche trying to mow them down on the street.”  

“God, I am so hot for you right now.” Steve grabbed your arm and pulled you against him, making you giggle and the kids let out a chorus of hurling noises. “You are the new Wonder Mom, I can’t beat that.” He said.

You pressed a kiss to his lips and grabbed the iron, “We can co-parent. Wonder Dad.” 

Cracker Jacks and kiss cams

Summary: A story in which Bucky Barnes is very smitten, there’s a baseball game between the New York Mets and the Chicago Cubs, and Cracker Jacks are consumed.

Prompt: “I never thought you’d break my heart”
Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: None. A bit of language maybe, but this is all just sappy fluff. 

A/N: This is my submission for @just-some-drabbles​ Rom-Com writing challenge, thanks for letting me join last minute and congratulations on reaching 4k! This story came about because I really love baseball, I really love the Chicago Cubs, and I really love Bucky Barnes, so all in all, it felt like a win-win.

MASTERLIST

(Bucky, opening Google search)

“how do you know if a woman is interested”
“when do you know if a woman wants to kiss you”
“how to tell a woman you love her without saying it”
“why do I suck at talking to her”
“oh my god why can’t I just ask her out” 

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Judge: How do you plead?

Tom: *looks at Harrison and harry*

Harry & Harrison: *mouthing “not guilty”*

Tom: Hot milky…?

Harrison: Jesus Christ just lock him up

anonymous asked:

Hey, may i request a Jungkook story well I don't really have a plot tbh i just wanna read a story of jungkook like those collage au and have a hobby of photography 🙈 thanks 😊

the nudist and the prudist [m]

❛❛ i saw you naked on your porch but jesus christ is my friend so i was hoping i would never see you again but here you are go away hot person❜❜ AU

COUNT → 14.968

GENRE → smut | angst | fluff | humor

PAIRING → jungkook | reader

WARNINGS → explicit language | virgin reader | exhibitionism | alcoholism | sEX

LINKS → TNATP 1.5 (jungkook’s pov)

note: so. this was mostly inspired by me walking by a naked man in real life this weekend. i live in a big city where one of the state universities is. lets just say i ran away screaming in terror. but ofc nothing else happened. never saw that man again. a nice butt he had. anyways. im gonna go to church now and say hello to my gOOD FRIEND JESUS CHRIST!!!!!!! AMEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

also send in more requests bc im a thirsty hoe


It was finally spring.

The bitter cold had lasted longer than normal and you feared that even the first day of spring would be filled with steady snowfall. Your winter had been spent wrapped in blankets, sipping on hot apple cider, and venturing outdoors with scarves nearly constricting your airflow. You thought the cold season was beautiful, but it was only beautiful superficially in your eyes. You didn’t enjoy walking around in layers upon layers of clothing and never leaving your room unless you absolutely had to. Then, one morning, you were greeted by melted snow and grass finally taking on that vibrant green color you missed so much.

As an introvert, winter was your own nightmare.

But then it became spring.

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Dating Teamiplier Would Include:

-Mark-


•Started off as friends

•Then it grew into something more

•Chica loves you more than him

•Mark pouts about it all day

•You never really get into arguments because you both always talk things out

•But if one of you are really mad you’d give them their space to cool off

•Forehead kisses

•Nose kisses

•Cheek kisses

•N e C k K i S s e S

•Mark and Ethan teasing you if you’re shorter them

•Them Tyler comes out of nowhere and sets you on his shoulder


•"Who’s the short one now bitches"

•Being apart of teamiplier

•You, Amy, and Kathryn being squad goals

•Little to no PDA in public, on live streams, or vlogs

•Because you both don’t feel about going public yet and want it more private

•The fandom finds out anyway because they noticed Mark looking at you a lot and smiling to himself on a live stream

•Tons of fan-art after

•Some of the fans hate you because of Septiplier


•You don’t give a crap because you love Mark & you knew what you were getting into when.


•Him loving you so much


~Tyler~


•TYLER IS SUCH A GENTLEMAN AT FIRST

•Opens the door for you

•Gives you his coat when you’re cold

•5 MONTHS INTO THE RELATIONSHIP

•"Tyler I’m cold"

“I told you to get a coat. ”

“Give me yours.”

“Nope. ”

•But he gives it to you anyway

•Dick jokes

•Lots of inside joke

•Taking care of him when he’s sick

•Being super close with Ethan and Mark

•Editing with Kathryn

•Making fun of Tyler because you learned how to edit faster than him


•Him calling you short


•But he loves it


•Always asking him to get something from the top shelf


•Top of the head kisses


•Forehead kisses

•Staring at his muscles because Jesus Christ the man was sculpted by the gods


•Him catching you looking so he flexes

•Just a really cute couple

•PIGGYBACK RIDES CAUSE HE’S SO TALL


*Ethan*

•"Hating" pineapple pizza

•LOTR references


•"Frobo..“

“Sam.. ”


•Him playing the ukulele for you


•Asking him to do a backflip because you think it’s so cool

•And it’s pretty hot


•Very hot


•Being best friends with Brian and Gordon.


•Playing Mariokart


•Lots of screaming and cussing


•"Did you JUST FUCKING BLUE SHELL ME YOU OFF BRAND JACKSEPTICEYE!“

“I love you. ”


•Ethan is such a huggy bastard


•He NEEDS to have some part of him touching you

•You’re editing, his leg is on top of yours


•You’re cooking, he wraps his arms around your waist to see what you’re making


•Prepping for a trip? He hugs you for an hour begging you to stay


•Going To IndyPopCon, PaxEast and PaxWest together


•The Cranky Crew LOVING YOU


•Because they have never seen their blue Bean so happy


•Shit loads of fanart


•"What is up my Cranky Crew”

“wHaT iS uP mY cRaNkY cReW”

“You’re not saying it right (Y/n)!”


•Ethan is a giggly bean


•Wearing his merch


•Double dates with Gordon and Maya


•Being such a cute couple


•Mark jokes around calling Ethan ‘whipped’


•He is


•He would sacrifice himself for you


•Star Wars jokes

•Corny puns


•Dick jokes


“WHERE ARE YOUUU. ”

[K A T H R Y N]

•Calling her a queen because she is


•Helping her and Ethan edit so they won’t overwork themself

•You constantly calling her pretty because she is

•Playing Ultimate Chicken Horse

•Lots of hugs


•So many references

•Cleaning up Marzipans shit because it’s literally everywhere

•Goddamn cat from satan

•You still love Marzipan though


•Learning how to edit rather quickly because Kathryn showed you the basics


•not that much pda mostly when it’s just you both by yourselves


• Subtle dick jokes

•Hugs

•H O L D I N G H A N D S

•C U D D L I N G

•C H E E K K I S S E S


•Amy shipped you guys before you even got together


•Hanging out with Amy because she’s cool as balls


•Questioning why she’s dating Mark


•"It’s that you’re so cool. How are you with HIM. “-(Y/n)

“HEY. ”-M

“I don’t know myself. ”-A

“IM RIGHT HERE. ” -M

“I stayed for Chica. ”-A

“AMY!!”-M


•Shipping Amyplier so much, because THEIR SO CUTE


•"AW DID U KISS HER CHEEK”

“SHUT UP (Y/N).”

「 A M Y 」


•You love her so much

•Calling her Sunshine because she literally is the embodiment of sunshine.


•Talking about Alien Conspiracies


•Making her coffee


•Going shopping a lot


•Her playing the accordion


•"I know its bad I’m sorry. “-A

“You’re so adorable.”

•whenever you go somewhere you bring her souvenirs


•Surprising her by showing up to the You’re Welcome tour because you couldn’t go

•Her almost crying

•ASKING HOW HER EYELINER LOOKS SO PERFECT ALL THE TIME


•Lots of hugs


•And kisses


•Braiding her hair


•when you see her guess what video on her channel you almost die from how cute she is.


•She’s adorable


•Calling her Beautiful


•If you’re depression or anxiety gets bad she’s always there to make you smile


•Buying her stuff but she complains because she doesn’t like being spoiled


•Dog sitting Chica while they are on tour

•She’s such a good pup


•Going to sleep at 1 in the morning because you were scrolling through Pinterest for memes

Newt Scamander’s Fantastic Guide to Percival Graves

(and the sounds he makes)

for the lovely @kaciart, who’s been going through some tough times recently and wanted some gramander hc’s to cheer her up ! wanted to do sound since i haven’t seen many hc lists like that yet

newt scamander’s favorite percival graves sounds, as ordered in the scribbled pages of his observational field journal: 

  • his sleepy, quiet morning grumbles 
    • MACUSA men sleep like the dead, graves insists, and are sharp, alert guardians of the law– but that doesn’t mean they aren’t a little groggy in between those two states, before they’ve had their first cup of coffee (black, no sugar) 
  • when he wraps around newt from behind and hums against the nape of his neck, nosing in beneath his curls. newt swears he can feel the reverberation of this in his entire body, there, like he is an instrument, a vessel, and graves can play him just right just by breathing
  • the gentle gurgling of his stomach when newt lays his head upon the warm, pale softness of it to take a nap
  • the sizzle-hum of his magic, which hangs about him like a constant, particular and dark, a sound like the expectant space between thunderclaps 
  • when he mutters “good girl” to the niffler after she’s brought him his cufflinks in the morning
    • especially when he does this deep and gentle, like he thinks newt can’t hear it from the other room
  • the miscellaneous rustling of him
  • the scrape of his straight razor on his cheek
  • the comfortable shuff when he lets newt push his hands through that salt and pepper hair, loose and long with no product in it
  • when he groans while newt rubs his temples after a stressful day at the office
  • the Director Voice
  • the sensuous, dry purse of his lips around a cigarette and the slow and crackling draw of smoke in his lungs
  • the little sighs he makes when he’s kissed
    • and the pleasing, tart crossness in his voice when newt brings it up afterwards
  • the sound of him pissing like a racehorse in their bathroom next door after he’s fucked newt through two toe-curling orgasms and doggedly up to the edge of a third 
  • the particular way he breaks when he comes
  • how snarls when he casts a hex, wordless, guttural and crooked  
  • how he laughs, barked and bitterish, but true
  • how he snorts
  • how he swears 
    • this is so hot, mostly because it reminds newt that this man is every inch a brooklynite
      • jesus fucking christ, PR is so incompetent these days
      • i could use a fucking drink 
      • fuck, look at you, newt, oh my god–
  • how he says i love you, which is to say: the clanking and beating and carrying on of his tired, old heart, persisting beneath newt’s gentle hand 
The Club

Characters: Dean x Reader

Summary:  Reader and Dean go undercover at a strip club

Word Count:  2406

Warnings: Extreme over usage of the word ‘fuck’, smut

As always, feedback is welcomed and appreciated.  Tags are at the bottom.

Originally posted by acklesjensen

The Club

Dean holds out a pink shopping bag. “I had to guess the size,” he says, “but I think it’ll fit.”

Hesitantly, you take it. Moving aside the tissue paper, you pull out the lacy g-string and bra. Can you even call it a bra? It’s two barely-there triangles of fabric held together with flimsy string. At the bottom of the bag are stiletto heels. It’s so tiny, there’s no way it’s the right size.

“Uh-uh,” you shake your head, shoving everything back into the bag. “No fucking way.”  

Dean gives you an exasperated look. “We’ve been over this. It’s the best way to get information. And our guy targets strippers. You chat up the girls that work in the club while I keep an eye on the audience.”

Yeah, you bet he’ll be keeping an eye on things. On all those scantily clad women with perfect fucking bodies that look nothing like you. You’ll be wearing next to nothing with all eyes on you, including Dean’s. It’s pretty much the most mortifying thing you can think of. If only it were Sam going with you to the club, at least you’d feel a little less anxious. It’d still be embarrassing for Sam to see you nearly naked, gyrating on a stage in front of a crowd of men, but it’s Sam. He’s the safe brother. He’s not the one that makes you feel hot and cold at the same time. He’s not the one that makes your heart race every time he’s within your reach. He’s not the one that you think about when you touch yourself at night.

“Listen,” Dean says, clapping a hand on your shoulder. It’s meant to be a reassuring gesture, but it only makes you more anxious. “We’ve all had to play roles that we didn’t want to, but you got this. I’ll be there the whole time. Here.”  

He hands you another bag, this one filled with scented lotion, glitter body spray and a shit-ton of makeup. “For real?” you ask.

“Trust me,” he says with a smug grin. “I’m an expert on strippers.”

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Originally posted by lowmans

Originally posted by justalittletumblweed

I could not for the life of me think of something to name this one. 😂

Request: Imagine Happy going to Gemma for advice on how to ask you to be his old lady. 
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Request: Happy imagine where he won’t admit that he has feelings for you til he  has to rush you to lockdown where he confesses.

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“I can’t just leave, Hap. This is my job.”
“I aint giving you an option.”
“And since when do I take orders from you?” You leant against the wall and scanned the dimly lit room and the girls swinging around poles.
“Since you started fucking me. Im serious, (y/n). You need to come to the clubhouse, now.”
You rolled your eyes.
“Im at work, Hap. I don’t finish til nine.”
“Your only a bartender at a goddamned strip club. Now do as your told and-“
“Fuck you!”
And then the line went dead. He clenched the phone tightly in his hand.
“Fuck!”
Happy threw the burner at the wall and watched the cell phone break apart before hitting the floor.
He clenched his jaw.
Why were you always so goddamned difficult?
Happy stood and marched out of his dorm room.
The clubhouse was already beginning to fill up which only agitated him more.
“Hey Hap can you give my mom a hand bringing in the rest of the boxes?”
Happy stopped in his path and look at Jax, fighting an internal struggle before finally nodding and storming towards the door.
He wanted desperately to go and drag your stubborn ass back here but he knew he had responsibilities and he could at least help Gemma out first.
Jax watched him march across the room and turned to his brothers.
“Whats his problem?”
Juice raised his eyebrows. “How much time you got?”

“Where you want them ma?”
“Just sit them in the kitchen.”
Happy nodded and carried in the last boxes of groceries.
Gemma followed him, carrying a paper bag of vegetables with her.
“She coming in?”
Happy glanced at the Queen as he lifted the boxes onto the counter and shook his head.
“Nah, Imma go get her.”
“Bet she’ll love that.” Gemma smirked.
“Its for her own good.” Happy said and turned towards the door.
Gemma grabbed his arm, stopping him and he turned back to look at her.
“Lockdown aint easy for outsiders. You gotta make her know how serious this shit is.”
“Shes not an outsider.” Happy answered.
“Does she know that?”
She could tell by the way Happy looked away that they still hadn’t discussed the status of their relationship and she sighed before stepping in front of him.
She grabbed his shoulders, making him look at her.
“Look, sweetheart. (Y/n)s a good girl. She’s a good fit for you. You gotta lock that shit down before somebody else does.”
Happy nodded. “Thanks ma.”
“Your welcome baby.” She kissed his cheek. “Now go get her. Gates closing soon.”

~

“What can I get you?”
He eyed you up and down, a sleazy smile on his face.
“How bout a piece of that ass, huh?”
You fought the urge to roll your eyes and plastered the sweetest smile you could manage on your face.
“Oh honey, no amount of cash is gonna make that happen. So what’ll it be?”
“Just a beer.”
You nodded and turned to the fridge when you heard the security guard arguing and you glanced up to see Happy pushing his way into the club.
You took a deep breath and gave the man his beer before stepping out from behind the bar.
“Its okay, T. He’s with me.” You told the security guard.
Happy shoved away from him and walked towards you.
You put your hands on your hips and raised your eyebrows.
“What the fuck are you doing here Hap!?”
“You need to come with me.”
“Jesus christ.” You turned away from him and headed back to the bar, Happy hot on your heels. “I told you on the phone, I’m working.”
“(Y/n), please.” He grabbed your wrist and moved to stand in front of you, blocking your path.
You sighed and crossed your arms over your chest and glared up at him.
“The club is dealing with some shit. Our enemies are coming for us. I need to keep you safe.”
His voice was sincere, and he seemed genuinely concerned for your wellbeing.
You sighed and scanned the club.
Tuesdays were generally pretty quiet, and there was another bartender on.
“Gimme twenty minutes.”
The ghost of a smile played on his lips and he nodded.
“Ill be out the front. I’ll ride with you.”

~

You closed the car door and looked around the lot.
The place was packed, cars everywhere, around a dozen more bikes than what was normally here. And people gathered around the clubhouse.
happy was parking his bike and you walked towards him.
“Whys there so many people?”
Happy looked at you, a look of disbelief on his face.
“What?”
“Did you even listen to what I said on the phone? Clubs on lockdown. We need to keep everyone safe.”
You shugged.
“I thought you were just being over dramatic.”
Happy shook his head slowly and you rolled your eyes.
You both walked towards the clubhouse.
“Can you blame me? You don’t even let me drive home alone.”
“Im trying to protect you, (y/n).”
“I can protect myself, Hap.”
Happy sighed.
It was gonna be a long night.

You stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around your body and began to dry yourself off.
Despite what you initially thought, the night had actually been kinda enjoyable.
You’d been to dozens of parties at the clubhouse. You were best friends with a crow eater and that was how you’d ended up meeting Happy.
But tonight had had more of a family vibe and for the first time since meeting the Sons you could actually imagine this being your life.
The sense of home this place had, the sense of family was something you had never experienced before and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t make you want it.
All the guys had tried it on with you, that first night. They all assumed since your friend was a crow eater that you’d be easy too, but that was far from the case.
You loved the chase and you liked to make men work to get what was between your legs.
Until you’d met Happy. There was just something about him that had driven you crazy.
He was so mysterious, so dangerous and handsome. He had an energy about him that you were drawn to and you’d found yourself breaking rules for him..
That didn’t mean you’d given in to  him; he’d still had to work for it, just not as hard as the previous men in your life.He was suspicious of you, as were all they guys. You hung out with crow eaters, and they all had doubts about your intentions. Like maybe you were just trying to get a guy with a kutte, like all your friends were
It wasn’t purely sexual, as much as you hated to admit it. You were never one to crave relationships but you knew your feelings for Happy Lowman were the kinda thing people wrote songs about.
But god when he clenched his jaw it drove you wild, and you knew you’d never really be able to say no to him. You would  never admit it, but he had total control over you. You were undeniably in love with Happy.
He had rushed you here so fast you hadn’t bother to think of clothes and he hd offered you an old shirt of his to wear to bed.
You reached for it and pulled it over your head. It was big and baggy and it hung loosely over you, sitting on your upper thighs.
Slightly faded letters spelt SAMCRO across the front and you smiled as you breathed in the scent of him.
You stepped in front of the mirror and looked at your reflection.
Maybe one day you really would fit into his world, and maybe one day he would fall in love with you.
Maybe one day he could actually call you his girlfriend or, even his old lady.
One day, maybe. But for now; while you stood naked in the bathroom of his dorm room, the scent of him filling your lungs; you could pretend.

“What are you looking at, little girl?”
You smirked and stayed leaning against the doorframe of the bathroom.
Happy sat in bed, shirtless with the sheets draped loosely over him as he leant against the headboard, a joint between his fingers.
“Just admiring the view.”
Happy snorted and took a drag of his joint. “Come here.”
You pushed off the wall and skipped across the carpet and knelt on the bed beside him.
In clothes, Happy was the most beautiful man you’d ever seen, but out of them.. He was a masterpiece. You could spend hours looking at him, and you drowned in his tattoos and abs and every inch of his perfectly sculpted body.
He passed you the joint and you took a drag before passing it back to him.
“That suits you.” Happy said, gesturing to his shirt you were wearing.
You glanced down at it and brushed off the compliment.
“Greys not really my colour.”
Happy smirked and patted the pillow next to him.
You crawled over and tucked up next to him curling into his side, and he put his arm around your shoulder.
“Thank you for coming, (y/n). I know you didn’t want to.”
His voice always sounded huskier at night and you smiled at him.
“Im glad I came.”
“It wont be for long, couple days maybe.”
You groaned. “Ive got work tomorrow Happy, Im gonna lose my job if i don’t show up.”
Happy stubbed out the joint in the ashtray.
“I aint risking your life for a bartending job.”
“I can protect myself.”
He looked at you and sighed. “I know you can. But your staying here. Just go to sleep and we’ll sort it out tomorrow.”
“But I-“
His lips crashed against yours before you could protest and you gave in almost immediately.
His rough hands reached down and you moved into his lap, straddling him.
There was a sudden urgency to his kiss and he tugged the shirt up your body and lifted it over your head.
He tossed it to the ground and sat back.
You blushed under his gaze and he licked his lips as he looked at your bare chest before pulling you to his lips once more.

~

Happy watched you as you laughed with Lyla and Juice.
It had been two days since he had dragged you here and despite your initial protests you had actually been enjoying yourself.
He liked watching you, settling in with his brothers and their families. You seemed to fit in well.
Happy stood and headed to the kitchen.
Gemma was standing in front of the stove, stirring a large pot and Happy knocked softly on the wall to get her attention.
“Hey sweetheart,”
Happy nodded and leant against the counter. He pulled a toothpick from his pocket and placed it between his lips, rolling it across them with his tongue.
Gemma watched him intently.He was struggling with something.
“You told her yet?”
“Told her what?”
“That your in love with her.”
Happy paused and shook his head.
“I dont know how, Gem.” He said quietly. “Im not good at talking about this shit.”
“Look, sweetie. Girl like that, she don’t need to be told all the time. You want her to be an old lady?”
Happy nodded.
“Then you just gotta ask her. She’s good for you. Knows how to turn you on and treat you right. She’s been around the club enough to know what it means to be an old lady. She’s tough. She’ll keep you grounded. You need that.”
Happy nodded and rubbed at is neck.
“She loves you, sweetheart.” Gemma said reassuringly. “Take her on a date when all this is over. A real date. Ask her then.”
“Thank you momma.”
“Its okay baby.”

~

“Who wants a beer?”
Happy nodded and Jax and Opie raised their hands.
You nodded and headed to the bar.
Despite being locked in the club house all day you’d enjoyed every second.
Gemma had been watching you closely, but you got on well with the queen and she was always up to something, so you just ignored it.
The boys had been out for most of the day and you had leapt out of your seat the second you’d heard the bikes pulling into the lot.
Happy had to admit, coming home to you after a long day was something he could get used to.
You grabbed the beers, and one for yourself and headed back to them.
Happy met your eye as you walked and you smirked at him and tried to wink.
“Are you okay? Have you got something in your eye?”
“No, I’m.. I’m winking. Im trying to wink.”
Happy  raised his eyebrows and smirked while Jax and Opie laughed.
You blushed and passed the boys their beers.
“Thank you darlin.” Jax said, with an over exaggerated wink.
You laughed too and raised your middle finger at him.
Happy pulled you into his lap and you obliged, laying your hand casually across his broad shoulders.
The conversation was light and friendly and you were all laughing, except for Happy.
He couldn’t stop staring at you. His plans to take you on a date were flying out the window.
You tried to ignore it bit when Jax and Ope stood to go outside you turned to look at him.
“The fuck you staring at?” You asked and took a swig of your beer.
“I love you.”
You spat your beer at, spraying a mist over the table in front of you.
“What?” You wiped the beer dribbling down your chin.
“I love you.”  Happy repeated.
His voice sounded so.. nervous. Was the Tacoma Killer nervous?!
You stared at him, your mouth open, searching for any hint of a lie in those dark eyes of his.
But you saw only truth, and love.
You swallowed and placed your beer on the table in front of you before turning his lap to look at him fully.
“You love me?”
“I do.” He nodded.
You pressed your lips against his.
“I love you too, Happy.” You smiled against his lips.
He kissed you again and you breathed him in. You shifted in his lap til you were straddling him and he wrapped his arms around you.
“Get my crow.” He whispered against your lips.
You pulled back and looked at him questioningly.
“I want you to be my old lady.”
You pulled away from him and stood up and Happys face fell slightly.
You took a step backwards, your eyes never leaving his face.
“Is that a no?” He asked.
You smiled widely and shook your head.
“Its a yes, you dork.” You took another step back.
“Come on. I want my old man to pick where his crows gonna go.” You tugged your shirt down, flashing him a bit of cleavage and attempted another wink.
Happy smirked and stepped towards you, grabbing you by the waist and planting a kiss on your lips.
“You gotta work on that wink, little girl.”

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Once again I’m too lazy to edit, SO i hope theres no errors or autocorrect mistakes.. Hope you guys liked this one 😘

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requested by @pearltheartist <3
prompt:
  Married Richie x reader where they’ve been married for 3 years already and Richie starts to get jealous of a new coworker
a/n: your drawings are very cute!

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MASTERLIST.

With a heavy sigh you pinch the bridge of your nose, “For the love of—Richie. Richie he is just a co-worker.” You explain for the umpteenth time. Your husband that, and you see this happening for the first time, is extremely jealous refuses to listen to common sense and logic, simply fixes his glasses and glares into the distance. And it was such a nice October day, too. You had decided to bring Richie to your workplace and show him around – he has a free day today and he had stated he wanted to spend it with you, - and one of the newly employed workers had commented how pretty you looked, and oblivious to the fact that Rich will not appreciate it, you had beamed a brilliant smile and replied a lovely ‘Thank you’.

“But did you see the way he looked at you? Did you? Because I did. I don’t trust Whats-His-Face. Keep an eye on him. Or better yet, I will keep an eye on him. I’m influencer. I can hire a bodyguard—“

“Rich.” Your nerves are on the verge of breaking and in a fit you hook your hand with his and make him look at you, “Are you being serious right now?”

“Hey!” He fumes, “I have the right to feel angry when some douche targets my smoking hot wife!”

“Jesus Christ…”

“I know I am, and the Bible says you have to listen to Jesus so I’m telling you now, (Name), that man is trouble.”

requests are open!

Avengers/Marvel Preferences: When You’re Sick

(A/N: I just got over a cold so I thought I’d write these. If I left anyone out, please let me know.)

Tony: Tony is a germaphobe, period. So don’t be surprised when he walks in your room wearing a hazmat suit or his iron man suit. He might even send in Vision to take care of you, maybe. But Tony will still take care of you of course…in his iron man suit. 

“Really Tony? Really?”

“Oh I’m sorry, but I don’t feel like exposing and contaminating myself from your acute viral rhino pharyngitis.”

“Gee thanks. I guess you might as well just send in Vision since you’re so terrified of my oh so deadly and fatal disease.”

“You know, that actually doesn’t sound too bad of an idea.”

“Tony no.”

“Tony yes.”

“……asshole.”


Steve: Steve is a complete gentleman so don’t worry, he’ll be by your side in a heartbeat when he finds out you’re sick. Steve is a super soldier, so he can stay near you without getting himself sick. He also took care of his mother, so he has experience. If there’s something he’s not sure of, he’ll look up your symptoms on the good ol internet; only to freak out and come to the conclusion that you are dying of a deadly disease and for you to tell him to not believe everything on the internet. 

“Steve, calm down. I’m fine.”

“But it says here that you are infected with the Marburg virus! Y/N, you could die from this!”

“Steve, don’t believe everything the internet says.”

“But you said-”

“Don’t believe everything I say.”

“……..”

“……..”

“…………….you want a cup of coffee?”


Bucky: Bucky is a 40s gentleman just like Steve, just less awkward. He’s also a super soldier which is a plus because he offers to cuddle with you to keep you warm, except for his cold ass metal arm that makes you jump every time you come in contact with it. And don’t even get me started on those dry hot days where static electricity is involved. Bucky even buys you a stuffed animal to cuddle with when he’s away. 

“Doll, what are you doing?”

“I’m cuddling Squishy.”

“……Squishy. Really doll?”

“Yes. Now go away, I’m sick.”

“What about me?”

“You’re being replaced.”

“Replaced?” 

“Yes, you’re not soft and squishy enough.”

“Jesus Christ doll.”

“Still not soft and squishy enough.”


Bruce: What better man to take care of you than Dr. Bruce Banner? Guy’s also a physician so he 100% knows what he’s doing, and you trust him 99.99%. At a time like this, he treats you like his own patient. He knows what foods you should be eating and what medicine you should take, despite your protests. 

“Y/N, you have to take this medicine to feel better.”

“But it tastes like shit!”

“Y/N please.”

“You scientists know all the secrets to the universe, but you don’t know how to make good tasting medicine.”

“……just take the medicine.”


Clint: When Clint finds out you’re sick, he takes you up to his nest, free of human interaction and interference. He makes sure to cover every inch of the spot with blankets, including at least 3 blankets on top of you. He even get’s Natasha’s help to make you feel better. 

“Um Clint, I don’t think this is very sanitary.”

“Don’t worry. I cleaned and sanitized every inch of this place.”

“What?”

“You’re welcome.”


Peter: Peter may be a sweetheart, but he’s still a kid. He won’t really be sure on how to take care of you. Heck, he doesn’t even take care of himself when he’s sick. He’ll start panicking and blaming himself, thinking you’ll leave him. You’ll have to yell at him through your sore throat to get him to calm down. You eventually tell him to get Aunt May for help. 

“I’m so sorry Y/N. I’m so so sorry. I’m such a terrible boyfriend. You’re over here suffering from a cold and I don’t know what to do.”

“Peter.”

“You’ll probably leave me after this. I mean, what kind of a boyfriend am I? I don’t even know how to make chicken soup for you much less know what medicine to get.”

“Peter!!!” *cough cough*

“………..yes?”

“Get your aunt May.”

“But she’ll kill me if she finds out I don’t know what to do!”

“Just get Aunt May you adorable chicken shit.”

“………….ok.”


Thor: There aren’t really any illnesses on Asgard, so when Thor finds out about you being sick, he goes over the top because he is over the top. He mistakes your common cold for a fatal disease he read about and believes you are dying, taking you to Asgard to get treated by their leading scientists and apothecaries. He stays by you and watches over you as you get treated on, much to your disappointment because you’d rather tour Asgard. 

“Thor, I’m fine, honestly.”

“You were complaining of death not too long ago.”

“I was exaggerating.”

“No Y/N. I’ve heard of this disease. Millions of midgardians died from the fleas of rats.”

“I think you’re talking about the Black Plague.”

“Do not fret my dear Y/N, you are in safe hands now. You will not die from this Black Plague that you speak of.”

“Someone shoot me.”


Loki: Like Thor, Loki doesn’t know much on human illnesses. At first, he thinks you are joking until he sees your condition and your outburst. He leaves suddenly and you get furious, thinking he’s left you in a condition like this. You eventually feel stupid because he actually went to the library to research on Midgardian illnesses and comes back to your room to use magic he just learned to make you heal. 

“I’m sorry my love but, you mortals are so foolish and petty. What kind of a joke is this?”

“I’m not joking you little shit, I’m sick! Keep laughing and I’ll punch you in that stupid little face of yours, then let’s see who’s petty then!”

“………”

“Loki. Loki! Where are you going?! Loki! God dammit, this is exactly why I should’ve stayed a hermit like Luke Skywalker and Yoda.”

10 minutes later

“Loki? Where the hell were you?”

“I went to research in the library and discovered some spells to help you heal.”

“……….oh.”

anonymous asked:

Jesus Christ, why do find Ozai hot?

Umm, this is an ambiguous question. You’re missing a noun there, so I’m going to try to answer this as generally as possible.

If you’re asking why I, Seyary, find Ozai hot? It’s because he is.

Look at the man:

Appreciate the smoulder. The perfectly manly jawline. That fucking ridiculously lustrous hair he probably gets combed thrice a day because he’s a diva. DEM CHEEKBONES.

I’m sorry. Even better smoulder. (I did not tweak this screenshot somebody please help me I can’t stop laughing!)

And he’s ripped as heck. Dorito proportions, six pack, wtf Ozai. Stop working out so much, you need to give other guys a chance.

Now, that’s my personal opinion on him. But since I’m not sure if you were asking about me, I’m going to address all possibilities from your question:

“Jesus Christ, why do you find Ozai hot?” could mean you’re asking Jesus Christ instead of me. No intent to offend any Christians with this answer of course, but Jesus has always been a man who was very kind-hearted, loved everyone even if they hated him, advised his followers to love even their enemies. Jesus Christ would tell you, Anon, that Ozai is hateful but you don’t have to be. The kingdom of heaven will be open for you if you’re not as hateful as Ozai. So hating Ozai is not something Jesus Christ would approve of (I went to catholic school, I’d know!), and denying his hotness just out of spite is a hateful practice. So don’t do it.

More importantly, the Bible’s ten commandments also establish that you mustn’t lie. The ninth commandment, was it? So Jesus Christ would not have lied and claimed Ozai wasn’t hot when Ozai is actually hot. He would have said Ozai is a very cruel man who needed to see the light from God, but he would have never thought Ozai was ugly out of spite for all the hideous things he did. So this is why Jesus Christ would hypothetically not deny that Ozai is hot.

Now, maybe the problem isn’t me or Jesus Christ. Maybe the question was meant to be: “Jesus Christ, why do I find Ozai hot?!”, alluding at you suffering from a severe crisis where you’re realizing Ozai is in fact hot as hell. Well, all the previous explanations apply. If you’re having such a crisis, don’t feel bad. We all know he’s hot. Doesn’t make him less of an asshole.

Nickelodeon say he’s hot too, see?

So maybe you were asking why did Nickelodeon say he was hot? I mean, I did post this screenshot once before so maybe that’s what prompted this ask… 

Anyways, fact of the matter is, Ozai was indeed designed to look like an older, scar-less Zuko. It was a cruel play from Bryke to make Zuko fans scream in outrage because they wanted to hate every little thing about Ozai, but if they hate his looks out of spite, they’re hating the image their beloved Zuko will have in the future (just, Zuko is scarred, of course). So yes. It’s hilariously cruel but it’s actually pretty funny. Ergo, even Zuko fans are forced to say Ozai is hot despite how much they may hate him, because if you were to think Zuko is hot and Ozai is not, it means you’re into teenagers only and if you’re over 18 years old you probably should be more interested in fully grown men instead of teenagers…

Lastly: SCIENCE proves Ozai is hot.

See this?

Just look at all that fire. A candle’s fire, according to wikipedia, is at 1,500°F, 829°C. Just how much heat do you think this shithead is creating through his bending? Yes, Azula’s fire is way hotter but that doesn’t mean Ozai’s isn’t. Try putting your hand in a fireplace and don’t get burned. You can’t. You can’t touch Ozai without getting burned either. Cuz’ he’s hot and his fire is hot, too (and hella aggressive, I don’t think he’d like being touched by strangers). Get it?

Long story short, Anon, if you’re actually indignant that people find Ozai hot, if you are simply not attracted to hot maniac bastards who want to set the world on fire

Originally posted by anoutlandishidea

well that’s on you, really. But it’s not every day that Jesus Christ and Science would agree on something. I’d say regardless of which one you prefer, you should believe them. Just sayin’.

Memories

Title: Memories

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 5,500

Warning: This is angsty, fluffy, soul touching and heart breaking all at once

A/N: Okay guys, this is my first ever soulmate piece and I worked really REALLY hard on this. It took a very long time to outline and smooth out so that it all flows right. PLEASE send feedback!! Major shout out to @mysteriouslyme81 for giving me the inspiration for this many months ago and helping me find the perfect song for the final part. 



The Beginning

Every single one of us would go to extremes for the one we love.

When the Alzheimer’s treatments stopped working and you couldn’t remember the simplest of things, Dean got desperate.

Shuffling his way into the familiar witch’s work room Dean grabbed a pen and paper and listened carefully.

“Only give her this on the worst of days”

“Remind her of a happy time, you will both be transported to that time, and upon return the memory will remain”

“This magic must be used carefully, only the strongest of loves will power it”

“I will give you enough for 7 memories to be restored to start”

“Remember though, giving her everything may cost you everything”

Dean Winchester never let warnings stop him. Eighty-five years old and watching the only true love of his life slip away he sure as hell wasn’t going to start listening to them now.

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Club Penguin Ruined Starter Meme 1/?
  • ❛ Oh ok fat cunt. Don’t have to be rude ❜
  • ❛ According to my calculation’s here…you’re a little bitch ❜
  • ❛ That’s a fucking cloud you dumb piece of cake ❜
  • ❛ also why is the only mad one black ❜
  • ❛ I’ll blow you for a black belt ❜
  • ❛ Ya’ll mother fucker’s need Jesus ❜
  • ❛ Fuck outta here with your retarded puns ❜
  • ❛ you’re being BERRY rude ❜
  • ❛ Jesus fucking Christ that cookie hot as shit ❜
  • ❛ Has anyone seen the booty? ❜
  • ❛ What ever animal had sex with a flamingo! ❜
  • ❛ No…what?…come back here ❜
  • ❛ but that’s none of my business ❜
  • ❛ I’m not the one having a conversation with myself you fucking idiot ❜
  • ❛ Just call it a fucking chair ❜
  • ❛ listen up here you fat blueberry cunt ❜
  • ❛ I NEVER FUCKED WAYNE I NEVER FUCKED DRAKE ON MY LIFE, MAN, FUCK’S SAKE. EAT MY ASS LIKE A CUPCAKE ❜
  • ❛ excuse me sir, that’s not very appropriate ❜
  • ❛ just eat your god dam pizza you munching bitch ❜
  • ❛ I’d like to order some personal space please ❜
  • ❛ I don’t think your old enough to drink ❜
  • ❛ and here we have a wild triggered tumblr user on the attack of a poor defenceless male ❜
  • ❛ one night i slept for 8 hours straight…and then 2 hours gay ❜
  • ❛ excuse me do you serve cocaine here? ❜
  • ❛ How about hbo and no ❜
  • ❛ I’ll blow you for 100 coins ❜
  • ❛ I’m getting ripped bro ❜
  • ❛ you’re gonna brake my bench ya fat tub of lard ❜
  • ❛ ah yes, my meth lab is ready ❜
  • ❛ ah you been pissing in the pool again? ❜
  • ❛ Poof your a little bitch ❜
Waitress MC

Someone requested a HC for RFA+V towards a waitress MC, so here ya go~~

P.S. This might’ve deviated from the actual request, but I found it interesting ^^

Yoosung

–College life = no money + no time to cook because LOLOL = eat cheap food at a family restaurant to get a student discount

–Pleasantly surprised to find the food was pretty good and decent quality?

No please don’t feed onto (get it?) his shitty life schedule and giving him more of a reason to be a NEET

–He needs to get his shit together, and he knows that with this good and cheap food he won’t progress from Cute Boy to Manly, Responsible Man

–So he’s just internally screaming, a skill he’s mastered throughout his college life 

–But before he can spiral into thoughts like how to beat Seven in LOLOL, he hears bickering at a nearby table, and turns his head to look at MC looking very Pissed

–He almost mistook her for Jaehee with the resting Bitch Face that she had all the time while working for Jumin

–Curious, he peeked his head over the booth behind him and he saw that you were arguing about the price of a smoothie

--Lowkey him when he’s broke, but the customer was so disrespectful damn like have some chill bro

–He saw that the customer was about to snap at MC after minutes of pointless arguments, but MC shut em up real quick

–”Excuse me, sir, but we are past haggling in this time and place. If you’d kindly leave the premises and try to catch up to the present timeline, that’d be very much appreciated.”

–Yoosung internally screamed and fanboyed there and then

–He’d occasionally go to visit MC and chat, but he tried to be more responsible to suit her mature tastes

Zen

–He was eating out with his coworkers after rehearsal, because he’s a lil shit who only has beer and instant noodles at home hungry, and he hadn’t expected to see MC, with rags in your hands, in a dimly lit restaurant at 2 am

–”MC! What are you doing here?” MC gave him a tired smile, “College fees.”

–Ah. MC had told him about her financial troubles recently, but he didn’t think it would worsen to the point that she had to overwork herself at 2 am, probably getting very little sleep and less-than-enough eating

–Gdi, he knew his premonition dreams was trying to tell him something

–With his smooth charm and suave, he convinced the supervisor to let you eat with him and his coworkers

–But he had made a Very Huge Mistake

–His coworkers started to flirt with MC,and even though it was friendly (hopefully) he saw that MC was uncomfortable and kept smiling politely

–Eventually, Zen has had enough of it, and tells his coworkers on MCs behalf

–”Guys, I don’t think she likes to violate work ethics with flirting…”

—One of the guys saw this as jealousy and decided to target Zen’s insecurity which was a Very Bad Idea “What, just because we get a little bit more decent casting roles than you, you’re going to swoop away this young lady?”

–MCs polite smile immediately thinned into a disappointed scowl, “Excuse me, but shouldn’t you be able to discern my fake smiles from my genuine ones? If Zen, who you claim to be worse than you is better at that, then where do you stand, really?”

–They shut up immediately, and MC just sips her mango smoothie in silence

Zen thought that was slightly hot oh no

Jaehee

–Here she was, buying cat food for Elizabeth the 3rd during her lunch break. I didn’t fuckin sign up for this man what the shit

–But alas, she did it anyway because she’s a responsible lil bean <3

–So, as she was walking towards C&R with a bag of premium cat food, she heard a very familiar voice yell out: “Thief! Stop the thief in the ugly Christmas sweater!”

–Jesus Christ MC, you still have time to yell that part out? I mean considering she told Seven in his route ‘I love you’ when she was grabbed by Saeran I wouldn’t be too surprised

MC saw Jaehee, “Jaehee? What are you doing here?” and wordlessly, Jaehee threw the bag of cat food to MC and ran after the thief

–She went Sanic The Hedgehog because she’s Gotta Go Fast™

–She just judo-flipped the fuck out of the thief RIP You won’t be missed m8

Then she just. kinda dragged the thief to MC lmfao and asked for her cat food back

–She saw MC wearing a waitress’ uniform, and asked, “What did this man steal, MC?” Other than her time of course

–”We bought premium coffee beans recently, and couldn’t find a place to store them immediately and so we just put it under the kitchen counter, but he just…leaped over the counter and stole a jar of them.”

–Jaehee was pissed. How dare he even try to steal precious coffee beans? DIdn’t he know how pricey they can get? Furthermore, it was stocked for a restaurant, so it must’ve been of some degree of quality product—

–Jaehee subtly stepped on his stomach a little bit more

–MC made Jaehee a cup of coffee, which was perfect because Jaehee missed her whole lunch break just to get a bag of cat food and to catch a thief smh

–”Don’t worry, it’s on the house. But you can come to my house….anytime. ;)”

–Gdi MC you smooth fucker

–Jaehee’s face was red the whole time as she stomped to C&R

Jumin

–So he had this brilliant idea of finally progressing from cat-obsessed man to cat-obsessed man WITH  A BUSINESS

–So one day he visited a cat cafe to see what it was like and to get ideas of opening his cat-themed business

–The first thing he saw was MC in a waitress uniform with cat ears on her head

–He looks calm but he’s actually like AAAAAAA WHAT THE HELL

–Additionally, the first thing he asked was “Do you have financial problems that you need my help in?” and MC almost looked offended if she didn’t know that Jumin was just a concerned Friend and Cat Mom

–Jumin was quick to dissipate the amused but Jumin doesn’t know that lol frown on her face by assuring her that he found it respectable for her to get a job at her age Dude I’m like in college what do you mean by ‘your age’

--MC recommended him a latte with cat art on the foam, which he immediately said yes to

–But he saw another customer giving you a hard time, and he just zoomed over there

–”Excuse me, is something the matter?” holy shit he sounded like he owned the place

–”Yes, your employee refuses to repay me for what my money is worth!” he nodded sharply to MCs direction, who just shut her lips even more and glared icily at the customer

–He pulled out his wallet and threw a 20 on the customer’s table, shocking both the customer and MC.

–”Didn’t you hear? People don’t serve things that have worth to worthless people. Take this as compensation and go.” DAMN SON YOU’RE MORE DRAMATIC THAN ZEN

–After the ordeal, he confronted the manager and tried to buy the shop from him, just so he can keep an eye on MC

Saeyoung / Seven / 707

–Okay so this boy is a secret agent, but he doesn’t do a very at good job at keeping it a secret

–For example, he just deadass went to restaurant to eat something other than HBC and Dr Pepper

–This would’ve been fine, were it not for the fact that he was oN A MISSION AND HE’S STILL IN HIS DISGUISE AS A MAILMAN

–That would’ve also been fine BUT WHO DELIVERS MAIL AT 12 AM IT JUST SCREAMS SUSPICIOUS MAN

–So there he was,a mailman ordering a Happy Meal at McDonalds (not sponsored) and he’s waiting at the counter just chillin and waiting for his cheeseburger with fries and a limited edition toy on the new Cars movie

–A few minutes later, a bunch of suspicious looking dudes entered the restaurant, and their clothes were bunched with, what he suspected looks like firearms

–Secret agent instinct: ON

–And his suspicions were confirmed, as one of them approached the counter with feigned bravado and trying to exude some sort of confidence maybe??

–EIther way, it didn’t work very well, because even MC looked like ‘really m8 you coulda tried harder’

–Saeyoung didn’t know what he was thinking, but he didn’t want to cause a ruckus and any unnecessary trouble for MC

–He walked up to the guy, and pecked a kiss on his cheek.

–MC is wtf’ing

–The guy is definitely wtf’ing

–Saeyoung is DEFINITELY wtf’ing like what the hell what am I doing, why am I here, I want to walk away, Jaehee where are you pls help me get out of this BS

”Honey!” Saeyoung cooed, snugging closer to the man and cuddling his arm as if it was the most natural thing in the world. He caressed his arm, and stopped at his hands gripping his handgun in the pocket

–”Oh my! Is that a gun in your pants?” WHA T THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING SEVEN, ABORT MISSION, ABORT MISSION

–The man was so traumatised that he just,,, signalled his friends to scram

–”Saeyoung? Is that you–”

–”GOTTA BLAST”

V / Jihyun

–I…..he’s blind….

–Well, he’s getting more blinder, anyways, MC couldn’t convince him to get the surgery. :’(

–He decides to spend the last days of his sight by looking at ordinary, normal, beautiful things.

–So one day he just walks along the roadside, camera hanging from his neck and his mind swarmed with sentimentality. 

–He saw a family restaurant, and it saddened him. He would be able to hear and smell, but he wouldn’t be able to see the bustling warmth of families. He wouldn’t even be able to see, or witness the birth of his own child that he’d someday make with MC.

–So he stopped by. He wanted to remember, and he if he couldn’t do so, he would leave an evidence of his memory through his photgraphs.

–”Jihyun!” There was only person that could call his name out like that, like they were excited to see him, that they anticipated his arrival. He smiled, feeling grateful that even if his sight would disappear, one thing that remained a steady constant in his life would stay that way.

–”MC,” he turned, and squinted. and widened his eyes as he vaguely recognized MC in a…waitress uniform?

–”You work here?” “Yep!” “Do you have financial problems?” Gdi no wonder you’re friends with Jumin 

–MC grinned impishly. “No, but I’m helping a friend with her shifts. Plus, the kids here are so adorable and well behaved!”

–MC turned around as she heard her name being called. “Coming!” then she turned to Jihyun, “Sorry, I’ll get back to you later, okay?” her hasty footsteps left an imprint on his memory, as if she herself radiated passion and warmth.She crouched down, wiping a little girl’s tears, and making goofy faces to cheer her up.

–Jihyun smiled. He took his camera, hands tentative. A shutter of a camera was heard, and he felt a smile curve his lips. It’s a good picture, he thought.

–The next day, he lost his sight.

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Hey,,,you didn’t tell me I couldn’t write angst, okay. Plus, in the words of @mysplaced-pen, V is too easy to angst. This was requested by @herecometheohs ^^

Requests are open! 

P.S.: I’m really proud of Seven’s lmao

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pairing: jasmine cephas-jones x reader

summary: reader and jasmine are long-time friends, who one day decide to hook up. no strings attached. it was a good idea in theory.

warnings: swearing, alcohol mention, D/s, bondage, temperature play, a tiny bit of spanking, sex toys (? is that something i need to warn about i don’t even know), i vaguely mention a couple details about the movie “remember me” which deals with 9/11 so if you’re very sensitive to that this might not be for you. i don’t mention any real specifics about 9/11 itself but better safe than sorry if this is a topic that triggers you.

word count: 5,014

a/n: ah yes day two of the @hamwriters write-a-thon!! here this is my inbox is open for comments concerns complaints etc love u happy reading


The soft patter of rain on the window of your apartment fades into the background as you hit “play” on the remote. Friday night movie nights with your best friend are even better when it’s raining, so you’re perfectly content with the storm outside. You pull the fluffy blanket up to your chin and settle into the back cushion of the couch.

“Really?” Jasmine sighs as she walks into the living room, bowl of popcorn clutched against her chest. “You had to pick the saddest movie on Netflix?”

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Roy: Ha! I knew there was something else! I can read you like a book, Sonia. I could tell how nervous you were from the second you walked through the door. Not to mention the fact you hardly looked at me at the dinner table-
Sonia: You know Roy, I didn’t come all this way to hear you gloat.
Roy: It’s not gloating if it’s true.
Sonia: If what’s true?
The air around them grows slightly colder.  
Roy: You came here because you felt guilty.
Sonia says nothing. After a moment Roy sits down next to her. He looks away from her, not wanting to see her face.
Roy: It’s alright, Sonia. I know. I’m going to fucking vomit if I have to say his name. But I know.
Sonia: No, you don’t know, Roy. You don’t know anything.
Her voice sounds wobbly. She looks at the floor again.
Sonia: I was with him last night. It was the first time since…the time you found out about. And I couldn’t go through with it. For a few different reasons. Because it felt so wrong, because Genevieve’s still in hospital and-
Roy: Wait. He’s cheating on his wife while she’s in hospital? How low can you go? Jesus Christ. He deserves to have a red hot metal rod shoved up his arse. Sideways. What a fucking slimebucket-
Sonia: Alright, Roy. That’s a whole other story but please don’t get sidetracked. The main reason I couldn’t do it was…you’re right, I felt guilty. I felt slimy and horrible and worthless. But I couldn’t have gone through with it anyway because…I’m not physically attracted to him. The only man I’ve ever been physically attracted to in my whole life is  is you, Roy. I just wanted to tell you that. And I think…a huge part of that attraction is because when all is said and done I still love you. And I’m sorry I blamed you for Violet not showing up. And I’m sorry for sneaking around behind your back. I’m just so sorry for everything I’ve done to hurt you and our marriage.

After a little while she puts her hand on top of his. The clock continues its inexorable ticking while he watches Claudia float away, like a child letting go of a balloon.

Training ~smut

Author: completedylantrash

Characters: reader x Chris Argent

Rating: NSFW 18+ EXPLICIT SMUT

Word Count: 2739

Synopsis: You’ve been training with Chris for months, leaving you quite frustrated.

A/N: I needed more Chris Argent smut…there just isn’t enough for my liking lol. So this is FULL of trashy smut. Hope you enjoy!


“Again!” Chris yelled as I lay on the ground out of breath. After months of training, this session was the most intense one yet and Chris was becoming more and more frustrated with me. He runs his hand through his hair, his chest heaving, “You’re sloppy today! Get your shit together and focus!”

“I’m trying!” My shout echoing off the concrete walls of the warehouse. I push off my hands, springing to my feet. I take my stance and prepare for his attack. Right hook, left body shot, right body shot, all of which I block successfully. I land a jab to the left side of his jaw and his head snaps to the side, I smile to myself as he wipes the drop of blood from his lip.

“That’s more like it,” his dark smirk distracts me momentarily, he’s so damn sexy when he’s all fired up. He dips down and sweeps my feet out from under me and I crash back down on the mat.

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Watch And Learn 2. Steve/Tony.

Summary: After talking (and fucking with Steve) with Tony on the phone, he comes over and reveals his intentions. You couldn’t be more exhilarated.

Triggers: Teasing. Edging. Third-person. Threesome. Nipple play. Oral. Fingering. Just porn with plot. Bit of sub!reader

Word Count: 1897

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anonymous asked:

Ohhh my hecking Jesus Christ,,, I just thought of My Main Man Tsuki™ during sex. hoooooooo boi,, Can you do some head cannons for nsfw Tsuki ????? It would be,, The Best™

AHAHAHAH I RELATE ME AT BOKUTO 25/8 anyways, im sorry this took so long gah i hope you like this!! :))

-what a fucken tease

-i bet he loves teasing

-probs has kinks like orgasm denial

-you think he’s a smooth talker?? imagine him in bed

-i think he is really into body worship

-hot damn

-however gets really flustered when you try to take charge

-suck on his neck and he is a helpless

-tries to keeps his moans on the down-low but you always encourage him let loose

-despite him being quiet he loves to hear your lewd whimpers and moans

-gets a teensy bit cocky when you scream his name or beg

-when he gets horny in public, just imagine him whispering dirty things into your ear AGHSFDASHDFKHAG

-if he wants to make love to you hooo boy ya’ll ain’t stopping anytime soon

-i’d think sex with him is so rough despite his lean body

-sex with him is amazing i can’t 

//CLEANSE AND PURIFY PURIFY AND CLEANSE touken ranbu ishikirimaru ref im sorry im so lame @gixxa but ho my gosh that was intense phewwww. welp i hope you like this!! and i am so sorry everyone for being so inactive!! i will try my best to post more gah!!