could they get any more perfect

VALENTINE'S DAY | ASK SPECIAL
  • 1: Do you have a crush at the moment?
  • 2: Have you ever been deeply in love?
  • 3: Longest relationship you've ever been in?
  • 4: Have you ever changed for someone?
  • 5: How is your relationship with your ex?
  • 6: Have you ever been cheated on?
  • 7: Have you ever cheated?
  • 8: Would you date someone who's well known for cheating?
  • 9: What's the most important part of a relationship?
  • 10: Do you like to be in serious relationships or just flings?
  • 11: When you are dating someone do you believe in going on "breaks"?
  • 12: How many people have you ever hooked up with?
  • 13: What's one thing you regret saying/doing in a previous relationship?
  • 14: What age do you think is appropriate for kids to start having sex?
  • 15: Do you believe in the phrase "age is just a number"?
  • 16: Do you believe in "love at first sight"?
  • 17: Do you believe it's possible to fall in love on the internet?
  • 18: What do you consider a deal breaker?
  • 19: How do you know it's time to end a relationship?
  • 20: Are you currently in a relationship?
  • 21: Do you think people who have dated can stay friends?
  • 22: Do you think people should date their friends?
  • 23: How many relationships have you had?
  • 24: Do you think love can last forever?
  • 25: Do you believe love can conquer all things?
  • 26: Would you break up with someone your parents didn't approve of?
  • 27: If you could go back in time and give yourself one piece of advice about dating what would it be?
  • 28: Do you think long distance relationships can work?
  • 29: What do you notice first about another person?
  • 30: Are you straight, bi, gay or pansexual?
  • 31: Would it bother you if your partner suffered from any mental illness?
  • 32: Have you ever been in an abusive relationship?
  • 33: Do you want to get married one day?
  • 34: What do you think about getting your partner's name tattooed?
  • 35: Could you be in a relationship without sex?
  • 36: Are you still a virgin?
  • 37: What's more important: Looks or personality?
  • 38: Do you enjoy love films?
  • 39: Have you ever given anyone/received roses?
  • 40: Have you ever had a valentine?
  • 41: What's your imagination of a "perfect date"?
  • 42: Have you ever read "Romeo & Juliet"?
  • 43: What's more important: Your partner or your friends?
  • 44: Would you consider yourself "romantic"?
  • 45: Could you imagine to date one of your current friends?
  • 46: Have you ever been "friendzoned"?
  • 47: Which "famous couple" is your favorite?
  • 48: What's your favorite love song?
  • 49: Have you ever broken someone's heart?
  • 50: If you're single, why do you think you are?
  • 51: Would you rather date someone who's rich but a douchebag or someone who's poor but a nice guy?
  • 52: Are you good at giving other people advices regarding dating/ relationships?
  • 53: Are you jealous of couples when you're single?
  • 54: How important is it to make a relationship official (p.e. on facebook)?
  • 55: Would you consider yourself "clingy", "overly attached" or "jealous"?
  • 56: Have you ever "destroyed" a relationship?
  • 57: Do you think it's silly to consider suicide because of a broken heart?
  • 58: Are you the "dominant" or the "submissive" part in a relationship?
  • 59: Have you ever forgotten important dates like your partner's birthday or your anniversary?
  • 60: What's your opinion on open relationships?
  • 61: Who's more important: Your partner or your family?
  • 62: How do you define "cheating"?
  • 63: Is watching porn while being in a relationship inappropriate?
  • 64: Do you think Valentine's Day is overrated?
  • 65: Would you consider yourself a "cuddler"?
ikke snakk til meg
  • we open with sana reciting this surah, which i see as an effort from sana to try and regain focus on her faith (but you should ask the muslims in the fandom <3)
  • very violent online abuse flashes before her eyes, apparently from when she was in middle school (here’s a detailing of the abuse)
  • once again, sana’s prayer is interrupted (it’s always interrupted either by an external character, or by her own thoughts…at the end of the series we’ll see her pray uninterrupted and it will be gorgeous)
  • we get this beautiful shot of literal and metaphorical self reflection. sana is broken after the latest events and she is now trying to pick herself back up (so, of course, she tries to go back to the beginning: the sana we first saw on the show, before it all started)
  • adding the above piece of art for reasons (like to charge/reblog to cast)
  • we’ve seen sana wear very loose hijabs this season, i remember people commenting on it. here, she tightens the fabric around her neck. i see it as her trying to protect herself. she needs all the extra strength she can get. all the extra fabric between her and the world.
  • she tries to reach out for the only friend (we know of) she could have left: jamilla. but we see they never got closure on the “sharmutta incident” and, when sana scrolls up, she is reminded of how much her and jamilla differ from one another. and she gives up.
  • quick note: i am not too happy too see jamilla painted as this hating muslimah but i’ll wait until the end of the series. her comment “i was just trying to protect you” reminds me a lot of sonja, who i hated really badly when she confronted isak during the hotel scene. but who redeemed herself and explained her behaviour in the end.
  • we see their last messages are from january 2016, so just after season 1 if i’m not mistaken? the tension started then and that’s probably why sana and her were already at war during season 2.
  • anyone knows what game the norwegians are playing at the school? it looks like a dance of some sorts: the way they’re placed and the couple is running in between the two groups…
  • isak is wearing a dandelion. from twitter: løvetannbarn (dandelion child) means person that has survived almost impossible upbringing.
  • this time, the lyrics are so on the nose even the beautiful subbers decided to translate some of them: an even song. to me, reminiscent of all the rumours spread about him paralleling the rumours spread about sana right now.
  • we see the pictures from the teaser: isak’s eye, sara (same jacket), noora…
    we’re missing the brown hair with a hand ruffling them and the carrot munching (but i feel like the carrot bit was more symbolic than anything)
  • sana is back to the beginning (see above) except, this time, it’s reversed: she’s not joining the girl squad and the russbuss. she’s leaving both.
  • liar liar pants on fire
  • and she’s not trying to show, like in her first clip where she sassed vilde and told her being a russ was punished by stoning, that she can and will become a russ. she’s instead using her faith as a reason for why she doesn’t want to be a russ. very flippening, much reversal.
  • sana goes to class and…
  • the book is open on a page about dandelions.
  • which brings me to the symbolism of the dandelion. according to google, dandelion translates to “dent de lion” in french which means “lion’s tooth” (i can vouch for that), summoning the symbolic meaning of lions: courage, pride, family (connection/communication). the dandelion is also a sun symbol (#sanasol).
  • we get this exchange that i LOVE but that, unfortunately, is getting misunderstood: sana and isak are awkward around each other but both really want to talk to each other. sana, after looking at isak’s very obvious blackeye, glances at the dandelion in his hair. isak scoffs and takes it off.
    you can’t take a black eye off. you can’t get rid of that barrier between two people. but you can take a flower off. i feel like the flower, here, is a perfect way for them to (in the sweetest way) break the ice. our attention is briefly redirected from the (devastating) black eye to the (hopeful) flower and, for a moment, everything is OK.

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How They Act When You’re On Your Period (Avengers Preference)

Sorry I haven’t been around lately guys!! I’m hoping to start being more active again! Hope you guys like this and it begins to make up for my months of inactivity! I’ve had this request for a while so I hope y’all like it!

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Tony Stark:

He buys you everything you could want, and more. The first time you ask him to go to the store for you he comes back with every single piece of chocolate he could find at Duane Reade and about ten different boxes of pads and tampons. He also has a new heating pad and your favorite take out. When he’s done putting everything away (he insisted on doing it himself while you tried out the new heating pad), he lays next to you on the couch, pulling you close and kissing the top of your head. You thought he couldn’t get any more perfect until he finally ques up your favorite romcom without you having to say a word.

Steve Rogers:

Steve is sort of embarrassed at first. Back in his day this kind of thing wasn’t exactly talked about, especially not with scrawny ol’ him. So the first time you ask him to go out and grab you a few things he turns so red, you swear you can see his chest flush beneath his white cotton t-shirt. After he stutters for a few seconds and tears start welling in your eyes because you are just way too hormonal right now, Steve runs out of your apartment only to return a few minutes later with your favorite chocolate, your exact brand of tampons/pads, your favorite movie, and a cute teddy bear wearing a captain america outfit. He lays with you for the rest of the day, holding you close and rubbing your stomach as he spoons you on the couch, all forgiven.

Bucky Barnes:

Bucky takes it in stride. Much like Steve, he wasn’t exactly used to talking about this kind of thing, but as soon as you tell him you need him he’s there to do whatever you ask. He makes you breakfast in bed. He runs to the store to get you chocolate. He even goes to the store to get you tampons/pads (making sure he has your preferred brand and type written down). When he takes a while to come back he tells you he had to ask for help from a store employee. And whenever he gets back he spends the rest of the day holding you in his lap as he holds a heating pad to your stomach and whispers how much he loves you into your ear.

Bruce Banner:

He stutters a little in the beginning when you first bring it up. He’s used to this type of thing, but only from a doctor standpoint. He goes and gets you what you need, but he also asks you questions that you would normally only hear from your doctor, making you blush as much as he had earlier. After he agrees never to ask you those questions again, you both go to lay in his room as he brushes his hand through your hair and reads you your favorite book. You spend the rest of the day curled up in one of Bruce’s big knit sweaters, drifting in and out of sleep, with a cup of your favorite tea sitting on the bedside. 

Clint Barton:

He invites you up to his little nest. He fills it with your favorite blankets from the Tower (he even gets rid of the old ratty one you hate for the few days you’re up there), and has a stash of your favorite chocolate. He makes sure everyone knows not to bother you for the next few days as you just laze around and curl up together. Clint spends the whole time reading you your favorite books and telling you stories about his more memorable missions. He just wants to make sure you’re comfortable because he knows how tough you are and if this is causing you pain it must be rough. 

Pietro Maximoff:

Pietro spends the few days running around town and getting you whatever you want. Chocolate, tampons/pads, your favorite take out, flowers, he even runs out and gets you that new shirt you’ve been eyeing in the H&M window for about a week now. By the time he’s done running around all you want is for him to come and cuddle with you in bed. And that’s exactly what he does, after running around the tower to grab your favorite blankets, junk food, and turn on your favorite movie. Pietro wants you to feel like a princess because that’s exactly what you are to him. 

Thor Odinson:

He is so sympathetic. He buries you in a mountain of blankets and curls up with you, holding you close. He let’s you wear his huge sweaters that smell just like him, and he even lets you use his cape like a blanket. He offers to go to the store for you, but you know exactly how that would turn out so instead you ask if he can just make it storm outside, letting you two have the perfect lazy day inside. As the thunder rolls outside the window and the rain patters against the roof, Thor rubs soothing circles on your back as he tells you stories of the nine realms and his adventures back in Asgard. 

Loki Laufeyson:

He is kind of confused at first. He asks if this ailment is something he can fix with magic but you vehemently tell him no, not wanting to risk whatever consequences may arise. Eventually Loki realizes all he can do is be there for you so that’s exactly what he does. He lounges around with you all day, making you tea and reciting poetry to you while you lay in bed. He offers to go to the store for you and you instantly regret it when he comes back with adult diapers (”the package looks the same!”). You can’t stay mad though when he holds up a bag of your favorite junk food and let’s you wear his cape for the rest of the day as you two pig out and watch your favorite cheesy romcoms. 

Sam Wilson:

Sam stays in bed with you all day long. He holds you close and gives you all the covers. He even blows off Steve when Steve comes around asking for a training partner. He wants to make sure you know that he’s there for you in your time of need and nothing is going to make him leave your side (unless of course you need him to go to the store for you). He’ll even run you a hot bath in the evening with your favorite candle lit on the counter and your favorite spotify playlist humming quietly in the background. The other guys on the team may call him whipped, but he knows how to treat the love of his life right. 

Scott Lang:

He likes to joke around but when you give him that look he totally understands. He builds you a giant pillow fort in the living room and wraps you up in your favorite blanket, handing you a warm tea and piling up all of your favorite junk foods in the corner of the fort before turning on your favorite princess movie. He’ll hold you until you doze off before he sneaks out to the store to grab you what you need. He’s back before you wake up and holds you close the rest of the day, cracking jokes every so often. Before you doze off again, he tells you how thankful he is that you’re going to be around when Cassie goes through all this, but you reassure him that he would be fine.

T’Challa:

He spends the few days you’re on your period treating you like a queen. He has servants attending to your every need, and you never even have to change out out of your pj’s. And while he may have to attend to a few meetings, he makes sure that he’s able to be with you as much as possible. When the meetings are over the phone he lets you sit in his office with him, setting you in his lap and rubbing his hands up and down your back. When he’s not busy with meetings or training, T’Challa spends the day in bed with you, holding you close and keeping you warm. He also brings you cute little gifts like flowers he picked himself from the jungle, beautiful jewelry made of the stones found in the Wakandan mines, and he even brings you a kitten to keep you company when he has to be away. 


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Imagine and Preference requests are OPEN! (Still no ships)

Imagine being mute and Daryl saving you from Shane's advances

WARNING : MENTIONS OF ASSAULT/ NEAR RAPE EXPERIENCE

(Wooo Daryl :3 and shame on you Shane -_- lol sorry I made Shane an ass but that’s the request XD so hope it is as requested and you all like it :D Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owner.)

From the start of the outbreak, you found yourself being part of a group that had bonded over while stuck in the traffic.

Despite having difficulty communicating with them, as you were born mute, they had welcomed you and had found different ways to talk to you.

Over the time, you had grown close to Daryl, as he would often offer you help with whatever it is that you needed and just felt like he oddly got along with you a lot.

When he first met you, he was clueless about you being mute and simply thought you were quiet and someone who liked to keep to yourself.

He didn’t want to bother you with what might be some rude questions, so he just kept it to himself until one night by the campfire, he finally figured it out.

He notice how he had made you laugh but as no sound would come out, he forgot himself and asked you honestly, only to get an answer from the others around.

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Since, he felt even more attached to you and would do all sorts of thing to keep you safe. He had even taken the habit of learning sign language from you just to be able to understand you even more.

Although, he would be confused and just straight up be clumsy, it all made you smile to see his efforts and just as him you felt like you wanted to be closer to him.

You had even taught him something you had never had the habit to do for anyone else but your older brother, the sign you had both made up for “I trust you”.

You put your hand to his chest to feel his heartbeat and with your finger simply crossed an x on him and tapped three times for each of the words.

After explaining to him in your way how special it was, he caught onto it’s meaning and teared up with a big smile.

“You’re silly…Trusting me? You really feel that way?”

You let out a smile and nodded at him. Putting your hand to his, you did it one more time, making him grab your wrist to truly understand the meaning.

He pulled your hand away and reached over to do the same.

It didn’t make you feel uncomfortable whatsoever and neither did it him as to you both, it was the meaning behind the gesture that mattered.

“And I trust you as well…Y/N…”

He looked into your eyes after it and suddenly realized how he had been holding your other hand and got embarrassed about it.

You noticed how he changed and simply shook your head at him. It made him ruffle your hair jokingly and say, “Don’t shake your head at me…You get embarrassed too sometimes…I see you…”

As your smile came back, he laughed along with you and you both stayed by the fire for a little while before heading to your tents.

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As you sat there, smiling, someone else has had his eyes on you for a while. From his tent, Shane had witness everything and seemed to be particularly interested into seeing you being so casual about a man putting his hand to your chest.

It didn’t matter that it wasn’t sexual, he only saw it as an opportunity that he himself could have.

After Rick has introduced himself to all of you, Lori had dumped and pushed him away from her life and it just devastated him. He needed someone for a while and seeing you so comfortable around a man, gave him ideas.

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With what had happened at the CDC and to most of your cars, you all traveled along the road to find a better place to keep you safe for the moment.

The weather was hot and the sun was starting to set, making Daryl move out to go get something to eat.

He quietly parted away from all of you and although you would want to follow him, he signaled you that he’d be back soon enough.

You nodded and with that, you were left with the others to help set up the camp. Suddenly, you felt Lori tapping your shoulder and as you turned to her, she kindly signaled you to help find some mushroom for the late dinner.

She explained herself that she had to stay by Carl’s side for the while as he had gotten sick. You nodded, understanding her reason and took the bucket she handed.

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You walked further away from the camp and carefully searched for whatever was edible, really.

You touched the ground to feel whatever you could in the grass and eventually got on your hands and knees to pick up the goods you found.

Without noticing, you strayed further from the camp, wanting to completely fill up your bucket. You heard some rusting and crackling of leaves here and there but simply didn’t put too much thought into it.

At some point, the noise grew closer and made you turn your head to check around. Nothing. You kept searching for a moment and heard it all again. You felt like leaving but as you turned around, Shane appeared in front of you.

It made you jumped but only served to make him chuckle. Taking a few deep breaths, you managed to “ask” him, as to what he is doing here.

He simply shrugged and titled his head to the side as it still made him laugh to see you. You were wearing shorts, your shirt inside your flannel was tight enough to give him an idea of your body and the fact that you were mute, made it perfect for what he had thought of doing to you.

Far away, from any prying eye, he knew he could finally make you his and probably even hurt Lori while at it.

With you signalling him your question, he decided to not understand anymore and just hinted at you as to what will come to you.

“I’m sorry, Y/N…I don’t get what you mean…”

He got closer as he said those words and made you back away from him. You knew something was off and strange about him and couldn’t let yourself down.

You responded in a more aggressive way and completely forgot about the bucket, as you let it drop to the ground, in order to use both your hands.

He kept walking towards you and claiming that he really didn’t understand your meaning. You shook your head at him and kept trying to push him away with your “words”, only to suddenly feel yourself being grabbed by the arms.

He hold you closely to him and you knew of his intentions. You panicked and tried to fight him off but it came to no use as he pinned you down to the ground.

He gripped your wrists to have more control over you and with a cocky smile, he said “Don’t fight it…I saw you with Daryl the other night…You like being touched by men, don’t you…”

He proceeded to slide his hand down your chest and instantly you tried to get him away from you.

You moved your arms as much as you could but nothing would seem to make him stop. Quite the opposite, he took it as a sign of to start kissing your neck thinking that it’ll calm you down.

You hated each instant of it and tried to butt your head against his but swiftly he’d move to the other side of your neck. His grip on you tighten when you would try to kick him off and and his lips would only suck on you harder.

You wanted to scream out but nothing but your faint strangled groan would come out. You heard him chuckle and he just had to taunt you.

“Poor you, Y/N…No one can hear you here…You’re stuck here with me…And after this…you’ll just want to be mine…”

He kept at it and you slowly felt yourself growing tired from the fight you put out and your grunts only made you breathless.

You felt his finger slide to your pants and into your panties, you were losing hope and thought of how much of a mistake you made, going so far off the tracks.

You thought as to what the others might say and think and knew he had you in the palm of his hand. With Rick being his friend and how close the others were, you didn’t think anyone would believe your side of the story and that made you tear up.

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You thought it over and over and tried to forget as to what was happening. Closing your eyes, you denied it until suddenly you heard some leaves rustling again and a familiar and angry voice behind Shane.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

In that instant, you felt Shane being lifted up and saw him being pushed to the ground.

It was Daryl and you couldn’t be any happier to see him. Daryl had straddled Shane and with no hesitation he started to punch him.

He didn’t had to witness all of it to know in his heart you wouldn’t have ever agreed to this. It angered him to see you being taken advantage that way and he couldn’t believe it would’ve been someone in the group.

He started to yell at him in anger and didn’t even wait for any explanation to keep going. Blood spewed out onto him but it didn’t matter to him.

He wanted to protect you and make sure that this kind of behavior never ever happens again.

“You think you can just take advantage of her like that? What the fuck is wrong with you!Don’t! You! Ever! Fucking! Touch! Her! Again! You fucking piece of shit! Do you understand!”

He yelled and kept striking him, making sure his message was understood. He didn’t feel his cuts stinging him so much he cared more to make you feel safe.

You closed your flannel to cover yourself and backed away from him. You didn’t want to stop him at all and just let Daryl take care of it.

Relief, was the only thing you felt to see him and couldn’t had hope for better.

Finally, after Shane had passed out from all of the pain, Daryl stopped. He took some deep breaths and tried to wipe the blood away from his face, only to actually smear it all over with his hand.

He looked for you with his eyes and just felt the need to go comfort you in that moment. He knew what it felt to be that scared, to think that you’re alone in the world and no one could hear you.

He got up and opened his arms as he slowly made his way to you.

“Y/N…you’re alright? Are you okay?”

You could hear and see the concern he had for you and it just made you weak. You couldn’t deny that you weren’t alright and just shook your head.

He finally got close enough to pull you in a tight embrace and you held onto his neck and shoulders.

You felt him stroke your hair and he reassured you that it’ll be okay.

“It’s alright…I’m here…Nothing’s gonna happen again…I promise…Okay…I promise…”

He pulled away to check for any injury to you and as he did, you felt your heart skip a beat and finally smiled at him.

It slightly unnerved him to see you that way and just asked you, “Why are you smiling…”

You wiped your tear away and shaking your head, you got shy from his question. You put your hand to his chest and slowly crossed on his heart before pointing onto him three times.

He understood your meaning and instantly teared up and smiled. He put his hand over yours and made it lay flat onto his chest making you fell his heart before nodding at you that he understands you.

He picked you up on your feet and just walked you back to camp, saying “Then you’ll have to trust me that from now on…I’m always going to take care of you…no more of this…”

The Friendly Wager (Part 2)

Summary: AU. Reader and Bucky Barnes are neighbors and best friends. After yet another bad date, reader comes home to find Bucky with his typical weekend target. They decide to make a wager about dating, but is there more on the line than reader cares to admit?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,613

Warnings: language, fluff, sarcasm, complete and utter denial, social drinking

A/N: This is my submission for the lovely Kait’s ( @bionic-buckyb) 5k AU Challenge. Congrats on the followers, friend! My prompt was “Can you please come over so I don’t feel so alone?

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Originally posted by upper-east-side-elite

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Kitten

(A/N): super cute request! 

Request: Can you write a SteveXreader where the reader is a shape shifter and turns into a kitten and Steve finds her and just fluff and he finds out that the reader can shapeshift by her falling asleep on Steve in kitten form and turning human on accident:))

Warnings:  none?

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018, @holland-toms, @superwholockian309, @fly-f0rever, @capbuckthor, @livandlilah


Originally posted by music-is-love-4ever

   (Y/N) was new to the team, not really, they’d been around for half a year but since there hadn’t Been any missions they were still considered the new kid. In fact, so new that no one knew what they brought to the table. One day fury just showed up to drop (Y/N) off before leaving once again and since then they hadn’t heard from him. No one had even questioned why (Y/N) was a part of the team, they just were. As far as anyone knew all (Y/N) could do was throw a punch or two but no one was complaining, it was nice to have another set of hands around the tower. 

   Nat liked to take (Y/N) shopping, Sam loved to tell war stories to them, They loved to hang around Tony’s lab while he worked, they had always been so kind to Bruce and Bucky, but if anyone valued them the most it would have to be Steve. 

   From day one he took (Y/N) under his wing, essentially made them his protidgy. They’d been training together for 6 months and it would have been crazy not to immediately like them. They had a great personality, so sweet and so funny, plus they were hardworking, focused, and the perfect soldier.

    Steve had bonded with them right away and from there they’d been two peas in a pod. Always at each others side, always talking to each other, sometimes they would even unconsciously touch each other, just a casual shoulder brush there, maybe a little hand touching here. Any way they could be connected you bet they’d try it and Steve’s recent way of connecting had been weekly movie nights. 

   He needed to get caught up with the times (and spend time with (Y/N)) so (Y/N) was more than happy to share his movie collection with him every week. The two would curl up together, hunker down and watch these so called timeless movies (jurassic park, pulp fiction, saw, nightmare on elm street) but when Steve walked into (Y/N)’s apartment that evening there was no sign of them in sight. The tv wasn’t on, nor were any of the appliances. The only sign of life was a small kitten, perched atop (Y/N)’s couch as it stared at him curiously. Since when did (Y/N) have a cat? He was here only yesterday and there had been no sign of any furry creature and Steve highly doubted that (Y/N) would leave a small kitten home all alone after only having it for a day, if even that.

    “Hey there kitty,” Steve reached out, petting the small kittens ears. “What are you doing here?” The cat purred happily, nuzzling it’s tiny hand up against Steve’s palm. “Well aren’t you a cutie?” The cat mewled at Steve’s words, bucking up against his hand even more. Steve smiled as he crouched down, Patting his thighs as though the cat would really listen to him- 

   The cat jumps from the back of the couch, slowly sauntering over to Steve where it then proceeded to rub it’s tiny little face all over his legs.

    Steve chuckles as he picks the kitten up, being careful not to aggravate the little creature. The kitten Mewls and paws at Steve’s face, resting their tiny, wonderful paws on his nose. Steve laughed and he could have sworn he saw the kitten smile.

   "Well, why don’t we wait for (Y/N) together, yeah?“ The kitten purrs as it rubs it’s face against Steve’s chin, stopping to nibble on his flesh now and then. With a fond smile Steve settled onto (Y/N)’s couch, the kitten still within his clutches. 

   He would have turned on the tv or at least some music but the kitten had taken up all of his attention. It playfully pounced on his chest, played with his hair, and even licked his nose with their sandpapery tongue. 

   The hours began to tick by where Steve and the kitten were just playing together but around 12:45 Steve had passed out like a light, the kitten following not too far behind.  


   When Steve woke their was a pleasant weight settled on top of him and a strange kind if warmth surrounded him, but it was nice too. Steve groaned softly as he absentmindedly adjusted his arms over whatever he was holding, which for the record, was not a kitten.

    It takes a few moments to register what’s going on before Steve jumps of the couch, nearly screaming in fright. The fall wakes up whoever, or whatever he had been holding. 

   "Oh my- oh my god!” A familiar voice squeaked, as it usually did when it was embarrassed or nervous. “I’m so sorry Steve!”

    “(Y/N)?” Steve eyes them curiously, his brows furrowed as he tries to figure out exactly what had happened. He’d gone to sleep with a kitten and yet when he awoke there was a full human being atop him and not to mention a naked one too. “What- why were you-” (Y/N) blushes profusely as they curl in in them self, trying to cover anything they possibly could, chest, abdomen, arms, legs, anything. 

   "I shouldn’t have slept on you, I knew this was gonna happen, I’m so sorry Steve-“ 

   ”(Y/N), slow down, slow down,“ He crouched to their level, placing his hands on their shoulders as he purposely avoided looking anywhere but their eyes. "What’s happened last night?” (Y/N) bites their lip as they curl around themself more, nearly making it impossible for Steve to keep his grip on them and that’s when he notices them shiver, and rather violently too. “Are you cold?” (Y/N) nods as they tuck their legs beneath them, trying to shield themselves in any way. Steve wasted no time in grabbing a blanket for them and wrapping it around their smaller form. “Better?” (Y/N) nods meekly, pulling the blanket around their body tighter. “So, do you want to tell me why I woke up to you naked on me this morning?” His tone was supposed to be light and playful but it surely don’t come off that way, leaving (Y/N) to recoil and grimace. 

   "I uh- um- I can kinda do this thing where I manipulate my DNA so I can change forms…“ Steve’s brows furrow and as his lips part to ask a question (Y/N) is already responding. "I can shapeshift and I apparently really like being a cat,” (Y/N) blushes, their face nearly very red within the morning sun. Steve allows their words to sink in, to really get below his skin and fester. So it had been (Y/N) last night, not some sweet little kitten. Suddenly it clicks for him, why Fury wanted (Y/N) on the team because they were valuable, having them on their team would greatly benefit shield.

    “(Y/N),” Steve whispered, his tone just as light as his touch on their shoulders. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

    “I was scared,” (Y/N) rubbed their nose against their arm, another way to avoid Steve’s gaze. 

   "Scared of what?“

    "Of what you’d think of me…" 

   ”(Y/N), that’s crazy,“ Steve chuckles. "I let a German scientist experiment on me so I could protect a nation, a German scientist I didn’t know for long either,” Steve smiled at them gently. “Just because you can change your molecules or whatever isn’t going to change my opinion of you," 

   "really?” (Y/N) asks quietly, finally meeting Steve’s gaze. Steve nods, giving them a reassuring smile. 

   "Really.“ (Y/N) smiled widely before pouncing upon Steve, hugging him tightly.

    "Oh thank god Steve,” They cried in disbelief. “I-I thought you’d hate me or- oh thank god,” They rest their forehead against Steve’s, leaving the two so close he could feel their breath on his lips. 

   "No doll,“ Steve breathed softly, watching the way (Y/N)’s body responded to him, the touch of his hands on their bare back, his breath on their lips, his lips so tantalizingly close that they could almost taste him- "I could never hate you,” (Y/N) sighs shakily, nuzzling their nose against Steve’s, almost like a cat if Steve thought about it. 

   The two remain like that for some time, with (Y/N) upon Steve’s lap, his arms wrapped around them loosely. It was rather comforting, to have such a pleasant warmth settled atop Steve. Or at least it was pleasant until Steve remembered one tiny fact.

    “(Y/N), you’re still naked,”

Nightmare: Loki

pairing: Loki x reader

summary: you have a nightmare, and when you go to make yourself a cup of tea Loki surprises you in the kitchen. he offers some help

warnings: none

Sweat beads dripped down your face and your neck as you shot your head up and let out a strained scream. Your latest nightmare was more vivid than the regular ones you were used to. With your breath coming out in short pants, you attempted to calm yourself down before you woke anyone up. Laying down was not going to help ease your mind into the state of calmness it once was resting at, so you quietly got out of bed to make a cup of tea. It seemed like a routine at this point; waking up at 2 in the morning, and having to calm yourself down into a false sense of security.

You didn’t even notice Loki, the God of Mischief, quietly reading a book on the couch under lamplight as you shuffled through the main room and into the kitchen. With your hands still shaking from panic, you opened the cabinet and grabbed the familiar pink mug. After setting it onto the marble counter, you began the works for the cup of tea. Putting a pot of water on the stovetop to boil, you leaned on the counter, and continued to take in short, choppy breaths.

“Are you alright, Lady Y/n?” A silky voice quietly asked, startling you. You turned to see Loki grinning at you over the pages of his book, and you smiled at his civilian appearance. He had a cat sweater on that Thor must’ve given him, and sweatpants.

“Mhm, just couldn’t sleep.” You shrugged your shoulders, technically it wasn’t a lie. No one needed to know about the demons that plagued your sleep. You also wouldn’t be able to get more than four words out with his intense gaze locked on you. Something about Loki caught your eye in a special way, but you weren’t quite sure what.

Loki squinted, “Why are you lying to me about your well-being?” he pressed.

You snapped back, “I am not.” The water was boiling on the stove, so you took it as the perfect moment to break eye contact and get your tea together, and maybe even head back to your room. You poured the boiling water into the mug and hurried off past Loki and back down the hall. Before you were even in your room, he teleported in front of you and blocked the path to your room. Loki insisted once more that you were lying.

Instead of arguing with him any further, you tried to duck underneath his arm. He caught you, however, before you could even attempt and quickly swept one arm under your knees and the other cradling your back and picked you up. You couldn’t protest without waking up the rest of the Avengers, considering the two of you were smack dab in the middle of the hallway. It was a miracle you didn’t spill your cup of tea everywhere as he carefully held you against his chest and carried you to your room.

“Nightmares, I presume?” He whispered as he gently set you down back in your bed, took the cup of tea out of your hand and placed it on the bedside table. All you could do at the moment was nod tiredly and wonder in the back of your mind how he knew about your nightmares.

Loki, instead of returning to his book in the main room, moved to the other side of your bed and crawled in next to you, draping his arm around your waist. You were blushing like mad and tensed up a bit. He must have noticed, because he tightened his grip on you and buried his face in your hair. Loki snaked his other arm underneath of you, fully pulling you into a warm cuddle. You didn’t expect this type of treatment from someone as cynical as Loki, but fully welcomed it. His embrace finally started to sooth the fear from your nightmare. You felt safe wrapped up in his arms.

Actual Magic

A drabble from my sick bed - Emma has her happy beginning and I’ve been kinda wondering what comes next.  I know not everyone needs or wants to read about Swan-Jones babies, so warning that this deals with the idea of that, but with my own personal take on the subject.

I completely get where Emma is right now…she’s married and happy in that marriage.  Let’s be real…the idea of kids has already occurred to her, at least in the abstract when she saw Killian with Ashley’s kid at Granny’s.  This is my little take on what she may be thinking now that the wedding is over and the battle is done (let’s assume she’s won and everything is perfect).  I can see her struggling with the idea of kids, for lots of reasons and I kinda took it from there.

I’m going to be really transparent and admit that this is also a reflection on where I am personally in life.  Perhaps it’s uncouth to ask, but if you don’t like how this comes out, maybe keep it to yourself?  Life is imitating art in this instance and I’m baring my own insecurities and worries here, so be kind.  

If you don’t want to read about kids or babies or wondering about kids or babies, this should be a hard pass for you.    

Unedited and inspired by this:

Originally posted by onceland

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BTS Reaction to their S/O loving thunderstorms/severe weather

Jin:


Jin would be a little shocked at first at how excited you got when you heard the faint rumble of thunder in the distance. He would find it cute and asked you to explain why you liked weather like this rather than sunny days. As you talked, he set up a little cozy nest near the window full of blankets and a few snacks. Though it wasn’t his thing, if it was yours, he’d love it with you. “Ready to watch the storm, sweetie?”

Originally posted by meganhyunhee


Yoongi:


Yoongi would smile a bit. He never really found anybody who liked thunderstorms as much as he did. You both grew excited and talked about how you loved the sound of the pouring rain on the roof, the loud cracks of thunder and the greyness of the sky. He would snuggle you in a blanket and kiss you softly. “I didn’t think rainy days could be any better… but I think spending these rainy days with you, made it perfect…” he’d mumble as he cuddled you until you both calmly fell asleep.

Originally posted by kuromel

Hobi:


Hoseok would be a bit confused at first due to his love of bright warm days. As he saw how excited you got at such weather, he would get excited too! Though he would slightly jump with some loud cracks and bright flashes of lightning, he would love it. His jumps make you laugh, which make him smile and hold on to you tightly. “Oooo… I like sunny days more. Though the rain is starting to grow on me!”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


Namjoon:


Namjoon loves rainy days, but not particularly thunderstorms. He didn’t mind them either way. He’d watch you staring out the window, laughing with excitement as the lightning flashed and lit up the dim house. He’d quietly sit with you and just watch you intently. “You’re such a goofball. Laughing at the thunder like that” he’d chuckle “but that’s why I love you. You’re so interesting… can you tell me why you love storms so much?” His eyes slightly sparkled with interest waiting for your words.

Originally posted by jiminrolls

Jimin:


Jimin just didn’t get it. He didn’t really like the rain. It made everything wet, going places was a hassle and it was so dark. Not to mention the loud noise that came with thunderstorms. He saw your eyes grow wide as the storm clouds were on the horizon. Jimin sighed at the sign of the rain. “Wait, you like these storms…? I-I’m sorry, jagi! Let’s go inside and watch it together.”

Originally posted by itschiminie

Taehyung:


He would be excited right there with you. He didn’t see the big deal, but he wanted to enjoy it with you. He loves trying to make you smile so why not just dance around to the rhythm the rain was tapping out on the roof with the random booms of the thunder than made the base. The Lightning gave you strobe lights to flail about to as well. He’d take your hands, wiggle your arms about and twirl you around. “I love rain dancing with you, cutie pie!” Tae would giggle as your smile grew wider.

Originally posted by taestiny


Jungkook:

He would be a bit scared of the thunder but never want to admit it. He hates the way it was so loud and how it rumbled the whole house. When the storm started, he curled in bed and hid under the covers that tightly wrapped him in a cocoon. You came jumping in excitedly, squeaking about how good the storm would be. He poked his head out slightly and shrugged. “I guess… can you just hold me until it’s over….?”

Originally posted by junqkookied

playing games || theo raeken ft. scott mccall

description: in which you convince your boyfriend to let you play with an alpha

warnings: m/f/m threesome, slight daddy kink, overstimulation, biting, oral (male on female, female on male)

notes: just so y’all know, theo n scott are bi/pan as fuck in this and totally into each other. sceo is REAL.

“He’s pretty. I wanna play with him.”

Despite the deafening volume of the music, the sound of heartbeats and bodies clashing together, the noise of voices and clatter of overfilled shot glasses knocking against the bar, Theo caught the words you spoke. 

He was right beside you, arm slung loosely around your waist as you leaned against him, eyes scanning the crowd of sweaty bodies meshing together. Theo nuzzled your neck, still eyeing the sea of people. 

“Which one? Almost all of them are pretty.”

“You know which one. That pretty little Alpha over there. The only Alpha in the whole building, duh.”

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Love Has No Language

Request by @belle6026 to do a story where Draco learns how to sign in order to talk to his crush

Requests Open

Warnings: None

Word Count: 725

Originally posted by daisiesanddraco

Draco rarely found himself so infatuated with one person, or so curious about their life. Most of the time he would come to know people from gossip or talking with them and decide they weren’t worth his time. He had a strange feeling that this wouldn’t be happening this time. There was this girl, Y/N, Draco had known her since year one at Hogwarts, yet had never spoken to for obvious reasons. He could only imagine what it was like for her, probably like watching the world behind a sheet of glass or some other obstruction. Everyone on his side could interact and communicate freely, while on her side things were much more difficult. He knew many didn’t dare try and cross that boundary separating her and the rest of the world. There weren’t many people at Hogwarts who even knew what Sign Language was, let alone knew how to sign.

               It was one rainy day in November that Draco found himself sitting opposite the girl during one of their class study sessions. He looked across and waved, smiling when she returned the gesture. He took out a piece of parchment and scribbled on one corner, “Hello, how are you?” before sliding it over to her. He could almost see the drop in her expression, and it made his entire heart ache. He watched as she scribbled a response before sliding it back to him, “I’m alright, how are you?”, he saw just under his writing, in beautiful script. He frowned slightly looking up as his mind started to race. There was no way they could have meaningful conversations like this, and Draco was determined to get to know this girl. There was something about her that drew him in, something about her that made him want to break down that barrier. He held his hand up in a sort of ‘Wait’ gesture before standing up and disappearing back to his dorm. She would probably be waiting awhile, but he was going to do it.

               On their next trip to Hogsmead, Draco made a beeline for the bookstore and looked through everything until he found one small, old book on sign language. He was honestly surprised to find one at all. Returning to Hogwarts with his prize Draco spent weeks studying the hand gestures and workings of the language. He practiced well into the wee hours of the morning. He started with simple things such as, “Hello, how are you?” and responses, before moving on to more conversational tools. It took about two months before he felt comfortable enough to possibly hold a conversation.

               The next morning, he walked up to her in their first class with a big grin on his face. His heart beating rapidly, he signed, “Hello, how are you?”, and he swore he could see her face light up. Almost too rapidly for him to understand she signed back, “You know sign?”. It took him a moment to figure out what she said before responding, “I’m still learning. I wanted to talk to you properly. This is what you were waiting for”. Draco would have done anything to see her smile the way she beamed at him then. He must have been one of the first people to even try and learn her ways, instead of make her learn theirs. “Thank you”, was all she responded. After class that day the two joined up outside the castle. They spent hours teaching him new words and perfecting his signs. Now whenever he wanted to talk to her, he could. He learned that she loved to draw because it was a way she could express herself in ways others could understand. He leaned all about her family and her life, and for once he didn’t get bored, but rather just became more infatuated every single day.

               He told this story at their wedding, explaining to the crowd of people in both English and Sign Language that love could break any barrier. He explained that sometimes if you really cared about a person, it didn’t matter what you had to do, you would do it, and even if your first attempt was horrible, they would still appreciate the effort. The way she lit up that day was still burned into his mind, and he worked everyday to bring that same smile to her face.

Rockabye (pt.2)

genre: fluff and just a little angst /stripper!au

pairing: you x jimin

word count: 2.5k

listen to this song during the dance. 


The Private Dance

Originally posted by nnochu


Jimin? What an interesting name, you thought to yourself.

It was already the day after you had performed for Jimin. Although you performed for Jimin once, you had to admit that you liked it. You really liked performing for him.

The way he looked at you like you were the only girl on the planet. Like you were this, some sacred treasure nobody could touch. Jimin, no matter how bad he wanted you already, respected you. He respected woman and didn’t use them. That doesn’t mean a lot coming from him since he did go to a strip club but he just needed a release that day.

And you were his release.



Tonight, you found yourself worrying more than normal. You were doubting yourself with how you would be able to turn him on, again. What if you couldn’t? What if you messed up?

You always did this to yourself when you had to do a private dance. It would be just you and him in that room. Of course, you were fine with it, it was just something you didn’t do too often. Jimin looked like he was easy to get excited, so that helped you relax a little and knowing yourself, you could get any man to melt under your touch. You could make their imagination run wild within seconds. This was going to be easy but most of all fun. Not only for him but you also.

You’ve been working already for a couple hours and it was already 9:30. You haven’t been able to think of anything but this dance. You had to make sure everything was perfect considering last time he gave you a $20 tip. The more money, the better.

You got up from the red leather couch you have been sitting on and walk over to the bathroom. Normally, you didn’t care if you looked amazing. You just didn’t care about anything but ever since Jimin laid eyes on you, you felt self-conscious. Not because you didn’t feel pretty, it was just more because of the way he looked at you. His fierce stare that made it seem like he was slowly tearing your clothes off of you. No guy has ever looked at you like that. Yes, you’ve gotten looks but his looks were just, different.

You look into the mirror and fix your hair until you are satisfied with the way it looked. You had brought a bag with you so you could touch up your makeup. Before almost feeling content, you sprayed Victoria Secrets: Noir Tease on your wrists and neck. You take one last glance and sigh, mentally preparing yourself, as you walk out of the bathroom and make your way to the back so you can put your bag back into the little locker that was reserved for you.

As soon as you make your way back to the main floor you slowly look around. You missed him at a first glance but after looking again you saw him on the other side of the room leaning against the wall, hands in his pocket, and his hair swept back. He was wearing all black, with a velvet blazer, and the only thing that stood out from his appearance was his big, pink and full lips. How could a pair of lips make you feel so flustered?

You hadn’t realized you were gawking once again until he smirked and shook his head until it was hanging low. You started working your way to the main register and waited for him to get the memo. He did and made his way to you.

You run your hand through your hair and place the palm of your hand under your chin.

“Ready?” He speaks up. His voice was deeper than normal, lust obviously present in his voice.

“I suppose, follow me.” Your voice returned to its sexy state.

He steps back as you make your way around him. You were in front of him and just to purposely tease him more, you walked extra with more hip and sway than you normally did. You felt his stare burn through you but it was okay, you liked it. That was what motivated you.

Before you finally come to a closed off room, you ask how he was doing.

“I’m good, just stressed out that’s all.” He replies, continuing behind you.

You hummed. “ I think I can help with that.”

He chuckled and nodded. “Good, that’s just what I need.”

You finally reach the room and walk in, closing the door and locking it behind you.

The room was empty, only containing two chairs, a red light hanging above them, and a stereo system for playing the music. The room screamed nothing but sex and lust, even the smell that came with it. Perfect.

“Take a seat.”

He obliges and slowly sits down, still not taking his eyes off of you.

This time you were wearing a shirt, that was slightly more revealing than normal. Obviously, that shirt would come off later in the dance but you liked the tease. You had on a different colored bra than last time, with shorts that fit in every place perfectly and a pair of underwear that complemented your body in every right way.

You walk past him, his scent lingering in your senses. It was purely intoxicating but you enjoyed it. You reach the stereo system and pull up the song on YouTube before pressing play.

Wet The Bed – Chris Brown

Ticking played for about 5 seconds, giving you enough time to set the phone down and walk over to Jimin. His eyes still stuck to you like glue.

“No touching. I can touch you but can’t touch me. Now, let us have some fun.” You whisper and the songs officially starts.

Hear the sound of your body drip, drip, drip as I kiss both sexy lip, lip, lips x2

You start off by slowly making your way behind the chair, standing where he couldn’t see you, and grip his head, making him move it from one side to the other. You heard Jimin sigh like that was all he needed already.

I ain’t afraid to drown if that means I’m deep up in your ocean, yeah.
Girl I’ll drink you down, sipping on your body all night.


You move to his side, as he turns his head and eyes you from bottom to top. You grab onto the back of the chair, making sure it was supporting you, as you slowly lay your back down on his lap. He tensed at the feeling but then soon let out another sigh while tilting his head back. You bring yourself back up and stand up. You walk back behind him and at the next part of the song, you place your leg in front of him, setting it on his thigh as you run your hand up and down it.

I just wanna take your legs and wrap around, girl you’re coming right now
My head to your chest
feeling your heartbeat girl


You place your hands on his shoulder and slowly move down to his pecks, then down to the beginning of his belt. You then move your hands back up and repeat the move once more.  You could feel the heat of his skin radiating through his clothes. You move back to being in front of him and slowly grab the end of your shirt and pull it over your head, leaving you in your bra and shorts. As you get closer to him, you place each hand on his thigh and slowly separate his legs, making a perfect spot for you to sit on and straddle.

Ima kiss you right, yeah, yeah,
I’m gon’ lick all night, yeah, yeah
Girl when I’m inside, yeah, yeah
yeah, girl, you heard what I said
I’m gonna make you wet the bed, bed, bed


You slowly grind on him during that part of the song. He was already getting lost in your body so soon, wanting to do nothing more than to touch you.

I’m gonna make you wet the bed
bed, bed, I’m gonna make you wet the bed,
bed, bed, bed. I'ma put your legs around behind
yourself, your head, then I make you wet the bed.

You lift yourself off of him and turn back around both hands on his knees. You slowly separate them once more as you make your way down in between them and slowly bring yourself back up, rotating your hips to the music.

“Ah, you’re so good-” You shush him gently, putting one finger over his lips. You then grab the chair that was empty and sit backward on it, still facing him. There was a part on the chair that was covering your womanhood- your legs spread wide- just perfectly, so he couldn’t see anything. Your throw your head back as he continues watching your every move. You do that until the first chorus plays once again.

I don’t want to be a minute man baby
you’re just like a storm rainin on me
girl you’re soakin wet
Ima kiss you right, yeah, yeah,
I’m gon’ lick all night, yeah, yeah
Girl when I’m inside, yeah, yeah
yeah, girl, you heard what I said
I’m gonna make you wet the bed, bed, bed


You stand up from the chair and kick it out of the way. You hook the sides of your shorts and slowly pull them down just to the start of your underwear and bring them back up, giving him the perfect striptease while you move your hips from side to side. You drop down, legs spread wide again, whipping your head to the side as the guy in the song raps. Then the chorus starts again and you slowly take your shorts off all the way before placing your self back onto Jimin, slowly starting to grind on him once more until the song comes to an end.

You move off of him, beads of sweat were formed on his forehead. He was breathing heavily and you look down noticing that he was clearly excited.  


“I’d pay you my whole bank balance for that again.” He speaks up.

You chuckle at his words and look down but don’t say anything. You make your eyes look back to his face and there he was, smiling away, not a sign of lust in sight anymore. He was looking at you again like you were the only girl in the world. Most guys after a  private dance offer more money to fuck but Jimin didn’t do that. Instead, he gives you a compliment you don’t hear often.

“You’re beautiful, you know that right?” Your cheeks turn red at his words. How they rolled off of his tongue so easily.

The last time you got called beautiful, was well, a long time ago. Once again, most guys screamed profanities in your face and called you whore or slut. You have never been called beautiful, by any man, let alone a customer. Jimin didn’t understand how much that meant to you. He got up from his seat and grabbed your shirt and shorts that were thrown onto the floor from when you had taken them off.

“May I?” He asked.

You didn’t know exactly what he meant but as soon as you nodded, you did and he told you to lift up your arms. You listened and he slowly put your shirt back on, doing the same with your shorts as you held onto his shoulders for support.

“A girl like you, shouldn’t be doing this sort of job. Men are gross and will use you. Please don’t tell me you sell yourself for sex, that’s the last thing I want to hear.” He speaks up as he backs away from you, giving you, your personal space.

His comment threw you off guard, again. He just paid for a pretty much fully clothed fuck session and he just told you, that guys would use you?

“You know, that doesn’t really mean much coming for you. You are paying good money to have a girl dance on you. Your girlfriend can’t do what I just did?”

“I don’t have a girlfriend,” He replies immediately. “and I know it doesn’t mean much coming from me but I just wanted to see you again, that’s all. I just didn’t know how to ask, besides asking for a private dance.”

“Interesting. I’m surprised you haven’t offered $100 yet and asked to fuck. Most guys do.” You answer back, ignoring the fact that he just said he wanted to see you again.

He slowly walked closer to you and stopped until very little space was left between your bodies.

“I don’t treat girls like that. I’d never pay for sex.” He whispered. “But I would pay to keep seeing you. Let me tell you something. I’m not one to really get crushes but when I first laid my eyes on you, I could’ve sworn I died just at the sight of you. Your body, your charisma, and confidence. I’ve never been so attracted to a girl,” He paused then carried on “but you, oh, you had me at hello and ever since you performed for me that first time, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.

Were you day dreaming? One of the most beautiful guys you have ever seen in your entire life was complementing you repeatedly, making your stomach form butterflies and looking at you like you were all the money in the world.

“No amount of money is enough to buy a body and use it for something so awful, so please tell me you don’t sell yourself.” He brought up the sore subject, again, since you didn’t answer the first time.

You didn’t reply. You were embarrassed and hated telling people that you had to occasionally get money from sex. And you really didn’t want to tell Jimin because you liked him and it was pretty obvious he liked you. You were scared he would run away, just like all the others did.

“Your silence tells me you have. Why?” He asks sympathy in his tone but mixed with disappointment as well.

“I need the money, that’s why. I have no other choice. I’m a single mom, raising a kid and paying bills”

He steps closer to you, your lips barely touching.

“Understandable, Can I take you out?”

Your heart was nearly beating out of your chest. Warmth spreading all over your body as his gaze pierces through you.

“Um-I, guess there’s no reason you…can’t.” You say more as a question than an answer in your normal, high-pitched, and nervous voice.

“Ah, I like that answer.” He pulls out his wallet once again, this time giving you $100- the same amount you charge to have sex for only 30 minutes and that may seem like a lot but you’d be surprised at how many guys would pay that amount of money for a good orgasm- and a card with his number on it.

“Oh, uh, Jimin, you only have to pay $70.” You suddenly say as soon as he walks away, almost reaching the door to exit the room.

“Keep it, you need it more than me anyways.”

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Reader x Klaus Mikaelson

(NOT MY GIF)

*Requested smut

Imagine: Klaus is overwhelmed with everything that is happening on his life, so he leaves you all alone to work some stuff out. Then, when he comes back, he finds you playing with yourself and decides to punish you in the best way he knows.

Word Count: 2144

A/N: may be the dirtiest thing I’ve ever written, so I hope you enjoy it. :)

“Klaus, wait!” You said as he stood up, leaving the bed. “Don’t go just now.”

The Mikaelson had been absent for the past few weeks and you could not blame him for that. With all his family problems, such as Mikael and Esther coming back to life, alongside his brothers Kol and Finn, and adjusting to his newborn baby daughter Hope, eh, you felt like you had no right to push him over the edge. Ask more than what Niklaus was giving you. Loneliness was a bitch, though.

“I have to, love.” The hybrid simply replied, a grin on his face. “You know I need to take care of a few things.”

You nodded, lowering your eyesight and sighing.

“Yeah, I know.”

“I promise it will not take long.”

“That’s okay, Nik, I get it.” You bit your lip.

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VALENTINE’S DAY
1: Do you have a crush at the moment?
2: Have you ever been deeply in love?
3: Longest relationship you’ve ever been in?
4: Have you ever changed for someone?
5: How is your relationship with your ex?
6: Have you ever been cheated on?
7: Have you ever cheated?
8: Would you date someone who’s well known for cheating?
9: What’s the most important part of a relationship?
10: Do you like to be in serious relationships or just flings?
11: When you are dating someone do you believe in going on “breaks”?
12: How many people have you ever hooked up with?
13: What’s one thing you regret saying/doing in a previous relationship?
14: What age do you think is appropriate for kids to start having sex?
15: Do you believe in the phrase “age is just a number”?
16: Do you believe in “love at first sight”?
17: Do you believe it’s possible to fall in love on the internet?
18: What do you consider a deal breaker?
19: How do you know it’s time to end a relationship?
20: Are you currently in a relationship?
21: Do you think people who have dated can stay friends?
22: Do you think people should date their friends?
23: How many relationships have you had?
24: Do you think love can last forever?
25: Do you believe love can conquer all things?
26: Would you break up with someone your parents didn’t approve of?
27: If you could go back in time and give yourself one piece of advice about dating what would it be?
28: Do you think long distance relationships can work?
29: What do you notice first about another person?
30: Are you straight, bi, gay or pansexual?
31: Would it bother you if your partner suffered from any mental illness?
32: Have you ever been in an abusive relationship?
33: Do you want to get married one day?
34: What do you think about getting your partner’s name tattooed?
35: Could you be in a relationship without sex?
36: Are you still a virgin?
37: What’s more important: Looks or personality?
38: Do you enjoy love films?
39: Have you ever given anyone/received roses?
40: Have you ever had a valentine?
41: What’s your imagination of a “perfect date”?
42: Have you ever read “Romeo & Juliet”?
43: What’s more important: Your partner or your friends?
44: Would you consider yourself “romantic”?
45: Could you imagine to date one of your current friends?
46: Have you ever been “friendzoned”?
47: Which “famous couple” is your favorite?
48: What’s your favorite love song?
49: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?
50: If you’re single, why do you think you are?
51: Would you rather date someone who’s rich but a douchebag or someone who’s poor but a nice guy?
52: Are you good at giving other people advices regarding dating/ relationships?
53: Are you jealous of couples when you’re single?
54: How important is it to make a relationship official (p.e. on facebook)?
55: Would you consider yourself “clingy”, “overly attached” or “jealous”?
56: Have you ever “destroyed” a relationship?
57: Do you think it’s silly to consider suicide because of a broken heart?
58: Are you the “dominant” or the “submissive” part in a relationship?
59: Have you ever forgotten important dates like your partner’s birthday or your anniversary?
60: What’s your opinion on open relationships?
61: Who’s more important: Your partner or your family?
62: How do you define “cheating”?
63: Is watching porn while being in a relationship inappropriate?
64: Do you think Valentine’s Day is overrated?
65: Would you consider yourself a “cuddler”?

anonymous asked:

Some scenarios with a chubby mc?

Yoosung

♡   He thinks it’s literally the cutest thing
♡ MC is so darling to him that her weight doesn’t bother him even in the slightest
♡ In fact he loves kissing all over her and cuddling and telling her how beautiful she is
♡ Her weight never even crosses his mind
♡ Because she’s so beautiful to him no matter what
♡ Though he’d be lying if he said he didn’t think about her beautiful curves during specifically boring tests

Zen

♡  Strong boyfriend will literally pummel ANYONE who thinks they can make fun of HIS babe
♡ An angel? Beautiful? Perfect bod? Super cute?
♡ Could MC get any better?
♡ The answer was no.
♡ He loves to pick her up and twirl around with her in his arms and laugh and kiss all over her face.
♡ And he loves to squeeze her thighs when they’re cuddling.
♡ Nothing more pleasing than to feel her warmth under his fingers
♡ The guy adores showering her in never ending praise and never letting her for even a second think lower of herself

Jumin

♡  Jumin Han? More like “Jumin get your Han(d) off my ass”
♡ He can’t help it, poor guy
♡ He’s so in love with everything about MC and he’s absolutely in love with the idea of being allowed to touch her everywhere and anywhere
♡ His favorite pastime is whispering sweet nothings into her ear
♡  And tracing thoughtless loops against her skin
♡ Just in general he loves to tell her how she’s so gorgeous and how lucky he is
♡ His only issue is that he loves her a bit too much
♡ And can’t keep his hands off of her

Jaehee

♡  Honestly….
♡  Jaehee loves to rest her head on MC’s chest
♡  While watching movies
♡  And just breathe in her soft scent and hold her hand
♡  Nothing intense, just watching Zen act with only the most beautiful woman ever
♡  Jaehee is always there when MC feels insecure
♡  Because she also gets the same way
♡  They can comfort each other when they’re feeling insecure
♡  And always resolve things with another movie marathon.

707

♡  He’s not exactly as thin as a rod either
♡ He’s got a bit of chub around his hips from all that godly HBC
♡ But SHIT DOES HE LOVE TO CUDDLE
♡ And you know who’s perfect for cuddling?
♡ HIS STARSHINE
♡ HIS BABY
♡ MC!!!!!!
♡ Saeyoung loves to absolutely smother her in his arms and press overzealous kisses all over her face
♡ And just laugh with her and hold her flush against his body

Not Possible | Jimin, You

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

‘Cause I’ll love you over and over again

He had seen you around campus a lot before, and you would be lying if you said you hadn’t noticed him too. With his luscious brown hair, always styled into a middle parting, and his gorgeous eyes which seemed to always sparkle despite where he was. Not to mention his smile, one that could light up the whole world. When he smiled, his mouth would open wide to reveal his perfect teeth, his face would lift so much that his eyes would turn into bows, creasing like paper at the sides. It was a sight that made you believe in angels. No one was to blame if they did a double take on him.

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Calum Hood smut

Summary: Upon over-hearing a conversation Calum had with the boys about you, you decided to act on your feelings for him and things escalate pretty quickly

Word count: 1,700+

You stood the arrivals gate at the airport staring at your hands and waiting for the 5sos boys to return home, more importantly Calum. He was your best friend and you loved him more than you loved yourself. Every time he would go on tour it would tear you apart but you couldn’t do anything about it.

You put your hands into the pockets of your jacket and stared at the gate. You slowly saw them appear and as soon as they walked out Calum took a look around, obviously searching for his best friend. Your eyes locked with his beautiful brown ones and his face lit up like a kid at a candy store. He dropped his bags and pushed past the other 3 boys that were standing in front of him and ran toward you.

With a few long strides you were engulfed in his arms and he lifted you up and spun you around. Just like a movie. That is until the you heard Ashton squeal in the background. “You guys are the cutest couple ever” That effectively ruined the moment and Cal put you down and coughed slightly while blushing. “We’re just friends!” you said exasperated and sounding a little more annoyed than you meant to. “Suuurreee” Luke stretched out and you just shook your head and hugged the other 3 members.

The lot of you headed back to the boys shared apartment in a car. You sat next to Calum and he put his arm around your shoulder. You cuddled into his chest and rested your eyes. A few minutes later you heard Michaels voice. “Mate, she’s beautiful” They thought you were asleep and you were not about to let them know you were awake. “Back off Mike” you heard Calum growl and he squeezed your shoulder possessively.

“But if the two of you are just friends, can’t we have a go at her?” Luke inquired. “You just can’t, okay? She’s mine.” Calum said and his voice softened at the end. “Why can’t you just admit you love her?” Ashton said as if stating the obvious. Calum looked down at you and brushed away a stray hair that was on your forehead. He sighed and placed a chaste kiss on your forehead.

Back at the apartment all the boys were tired so they went to their own rooms and you were currently sitting cross legged on the bed in Cal’s room while he was having a shower. He came out of the bathroom in just his towel and you took him in. You felt the same way about Calum, but could you admit it to him? He was more than perfect in your eyes and he could get any girl in the world. Were you seriously considering ruining your friendship like that? All this time of hiding it, was it worth it? Before your brain could catch up with you, the words flowed out of your mouth.

“Cal, we need to talk.” hearing you, he quickly stepped into the bathroom and changed into a pair of boxers and a t-shirt and came to sit in front of you. “What’s wrong Y/N?” he questioned and you just stared at him longingly. “I heard your conversation with the boys in the car” hearing this, all the colour was drained from his face. “Y/N don’t pay attention to it. You know me. I say stupid stuff like this all the time and—” you cut off his rambling and pounced on him, attacking his lips with yours.

You were on top of him with your legs on either side of his waist and his back was on the bed. His lips tasted like cherry and you couldn’t help but let out a moan. You were lost in the moment and you almost didn’t realise Cal tugging at your jacket to take it off. You broke the kiss momentarily and to take off your jacket and re-attached your lips with his. He nibbled at your lower lip and you opened your mouth, slightly enough for him to slip his tongue inside and explore your mouth.

His hands rested on your waist and slowly flipped you over so he was on top. He intwined your fingers with his and brought them above your head and pinned them against the pillow. He held your wrists tightly against the soft fabric of the mattress and moved his lips from yours. He trailed open mouthed kisses slowly from your jaw to your neck. Sucking ever so lightly above your collar bones. His free hand pushed down your t-shirt and sucked at the flesh peeking out from your bra.

He let go of your hands and removed your t-shirt hastily. He squeezed both your breasts and moved his hands back to unclip your bra. You arched your back to give him access and he slid the straps off your arms and threw the bra across the remove. The sexual tension was killing the both of you by now and your patience was wearing thinner with each passing second.

You pulled off his t-shirt with ease and when your chest came in contact with his both of you let out a moan of relief. Calum blew on your already erect nipples and took one of them in his mouth and released it just as fast with a ‘pop’ sound.

He tugged at the waist of your tights and looked up at you silently asking for permission. No words were exchanged but nothing needed to be said either. Each too afraid to ruin the moment. You blinked your eyes granting him permission and he took off your tights. He came back up to your face and captured your lips in a deep and passionate kiss. The love you had for each other being relieved in that kiss. He ground his hips into yours and you could feel his hard on against your pantie-clad core.
He rotated his hips and you moaned but it was muffled by the kiss. You wrapped your legs around his waist and pushed him closer to you. Only two pieces of cloth separated you from feeling your best friend inside you. Growing impatient you decided to take matters into your own hands moved your hands down to push down his boxers. He seemed to get the signal since he got up off you and pulled down his boxers causing you to whine at the site of his erection slapped against his stomach.

You wet patch in your panties grew and almost entirely soaked them. You pulled them off and whimpered as the cold air came in contact with your core. Calum groaned at the site beneath him and if possible he seemed to get even more turned on. He placed his palms on either side of your head and lowered himself to kiss you softly on the corner of your lips. “Y/N, do you want to do this?”

Your throat parched from the previous activities but you managed to choke out, “Yes, Cal. I trust you” Instead of thrusting into you, like you wanted him to, he moved his face down to your core and stroked his finger from your entrance to your clit. With his finger being wet now he rubbed your clit with ease. You writhed underneath him and he used his other hand to press down on your waist.

Calum moved his thumb from your clit only to take it in his mouth and suck harshly. “Fuck, Cal” you yelled out. He pushed one finger into you, thrusting at a torturously slow pace, stretching out your walls. He kitten licked your clit at a fast pace and you were over come with pleasure. He added another finger and started moving them in a scissoring action. You fisted at the bedsheets and moaned loudly at his actions. “Do you like that, baby?” Calum asked when he halted his work on your bundle of nerves. “Harder…please” you whispered, but he heard you as he pushed knuckle-deep into you.

You could feel your end nearing and thats when Calum decided to stop. You whined at the loss of contact and scrunched your eyes close tightly. He kissed up your stomach and came up to your face and left feather light kisses across your jawline. Heavily frustrated, you flipped over so you were on top now. You sat up and Calum rubbed your breasts with his calloused hands and you let out a moan.

You took his hard length into your hand and pumped him slowly. You twisted your wrist whilst pumping him and rubbed your thumb across the top spreading the leaking pre cum. At this, Cal bit his lip and groaned. You lined your self at his entrance and slowly sunk down on him. You stayed there for a few seconds, adjusting to the stretching feeling.

You lifted yourself up and sunk down on him again. You repeated this action until the both of you were moaning messes. You starting bouncing quicker now and Cal attached his lips to your nipples. His hands were on your ass, spreading them apart and kneading them. When he started to feel his end nearing he moved his fingers to your clit and rubbed it with pressure. “Fuck, Cal keep going” you some how let out.

He moaned at your words at started rubbing figure eights into your clit. “I’m going to cum” you breathed out. “Me too, Y/N” he replied. Your bouncing got slower and he put his hands on your hips to help you with your actions. He started thrusting his hips upward and you moaned one last time before your walls contracted around him and you released your juices. With a few more thrusts he came in a few spurts and his warmth filled you up.

You lifted yourself off him and laid down next to him. You put your head on his chest and faced upward to look at him. He was staring at you intently and thats when you finally confessed, “Calum, I’m in love with you”

His eyes were filled with joy and he shook his head a little making sure he wasn’t imagining this. “Y/N, I’m madly in love with you” he said and giggled at the end and then broke out into a full blown grin.

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toomuchsky  asked:

please. talk about brothers enjolras and parnesse that is so so so compelling omg

Well, if you ask so nicely…. Who am I kidding, oh my god yessssssss, let’s talk about brothers!Enjolras and Montparnasse, okay yes, so:

  • Montparnasse is older
  • (what’s canon anyway?)
  • Montparnasse also never ever lets Enjolras forget the fact that he is older.
  • One of them dyes their hair? Who? No one knows. They both refuse to comment.  It’s the most well-protected secret of Paris.
  • And now, dynamics because holy smokes, the possibilities:
  • So in canon (like, the very very gist of it) Montparnasse is basically an insecure, neglected kid that at one point was told he could be something more and let it get to his head, while Enjolras is entitled, privileged but at one point realizes the failures of that society he’s part of.
  • In the context of them being brothers I imagine that they grew up in relatively wealthy environment, your suburban, white picket fence picture-perfect family.
  • But Enjolras as the younger got a lot more attention, being the favourite, getting spoiled leaving Parnasse kind of high and dry resulting in his issues of feeling neglected and hiding behing a facade of confidence and indifference.  
  • Parnasse was basically left to do what he wanted which made it easy for him to drift into the more criminal spheres partly as a rebellion but also because he could be part of something that was not in any way related to his parents or Enjolras, where he could make a name for himself
  • Enjolras on the other hand was basically your perfect son, smart and well-mannered until he started to well, realize that shit was fucked up and stuff and recognizing the narrow-minded world view of his parents (after realizing he wasn’t straight, becoming friends with Indian!Combeferre and Afro-Puerto Rican!Courfeyrac, etc.)
  • They both rebelled in their own way but their relationship wasn’t exactly great (Montparnasse thinking Enjolras was spoiled and ungrateful, Enjolras thinking Montparnasse was too petty and throwing away his potential)
  • But in the end they both eventually break with their parents, Montparnasse being thrown out after being arrested one too many times and Enjolras after the disaster that as him coming out
  • And suddenly they were basically all they had left from ‘family’ which - despite the difficulties and issues and complex feeling there - makes them incredibly protective of each other
  • So basically they don’t agree on anything ever, bicker all the time and generally don’t really pretend not to like each other because they really don’t - but in the end they’re both loyal af and would kill, die, do anything for the other
  • So yes, I think brothers!Enjolras and Montparnasse is so great because lbr the hilarious-potential is enormous (You’re brothers?! - Unfortunately. - I am older. - NO ONE ASKED YOU PARNASSE) but also because of the incredibly complex, contrary dynamics that are already so amazingly compelling in canon. 
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Peter Hale x Reader

(NOT MY GIF)

*requested

Imagine: You have a major crush on Peter Hale, but, because of the Pack, you have to keep it a secret. One day, when he comes to your house injured, you are not able to hide it any more and comes clean to him.

Word Count: 1560


Being ordinarily human in a town crowded with supernatural creatures could be pretty boring sometimes; especially when all of your friends saw you as a fragile thing who could get broken if exposed to a high amount of shit. It was stupid, though. You were not a doll or anything related, for God’s sake; plus, even though fighting was not your thing, you could help on other stuff, like cleaning and bandaging the injured. Your aunt Melissa had taught you a lot of medical stuff, making you perfect for this task. However, bone killer Scott shut you out entirely, pledging you were too young to be on this life.

“As if I cared!” You snorted, angry. “Fucking Scott. Fucking rules. Fuck! Fuck!”

You threw, bored, the remote control on the couch’s corner, giving up on finding a decent show to take your mind away from the horrible powerless feeling you were experiencing. People needed your help and you were stuck at home, not able to do nothing about it. Why did you let people manipulate you like that?

“This calls for some booze”, you thought, standing up and heading to the kitchen. Sure, drinking would never solve entirely your problems, it’s not like it’s magic, however, you would at least calm down. Otherwise, it was very likely that you would rip Scott’s throat with your bare hands.

While trying to reach the highest shelf to grab the tequila bottle, you could not help but giggle, suddenly imagining what the pack would do if they discovered your secret crush on Peter Hale. Poor tiny human Y/N falling for a monster. It was ironic.

Finally getting hold of the bottle, you took a sip straight from it, not bothering to get a glass. The liquid went down burning and you smiled, enjoying the sensation. It was damn good, as usual.

Taking short steps, you went back to the living room, ready to put on some music and swirl your hips to it. All of that was probably due the alcohol excess, you were never a strong drinker. Yet, whilst you set up the stereo, you heard odd noises. As if someone was walking clumsily through wood sticks, breaking them with its feet.

“Shit.” You muttered, approaching the window and slyly looking through a brief shaft. There was nothing there. “I’m going crazy. That’s it.”

As soon as you returned to the room, you heard it again. This time, though, the door was swung open and a bleeding light brown haired man leant against the doorframe. What the hell was Peter doing here, at your place? Has he lost his mind?

“Hey, princess.” His voice was weak and he coughed, blood staining your carpet. “Care to help me a little?”

Your thoughts were mingled and confusing, but you propped up and went to help him. You pushed the door closed behind you and dragged him to the couch, staring deeply at his eyes. He seemed so defenseless!

“What happened?”

“Kate is back in town.”

“Kate as in Allison’s aunt?” Your eyes were widened as you quizzed him worried. “Fuck, wasn’t she dead? How did she come back?”

“As it seems, she was not killed. She was turned.”

“Into a werewolf?”

“Not quite, princess. We still have to figure out that part.” You could notice him struggling to talk and it shattered your heart the mere sight of your beloved hurt.

You always had a thing for bad boys, that was true; however, when Peter tagged along, you knew he was different. Sassy, slightly bossy… Heck, a perfect match for you. Still, you had to keep it a secret from him and everybody else. No one was allowed to know about your feelings, because it would turn out to be a major problem, considering how overprotective your cousin could get. Argh! You hated it. All of it.

“Y/N?”

“Yes.”

“Are you okay?”

“Sure I am.” Your reply came out with a fake laugh and a awkward gulp. “I think I should be asking you the same thing.”

“Uh, I’ll be okay. I only a need a shower.” He smirked tenderly, reaching to touch your right cheek. “Your heart is beating like crazy.”

Yes, this you could not hide or disguise. Seeing him hurt and in pain made your heartbeat go crazy. More than it would normally get when you were around him.

“I’m just…” You licked your lips, fighting to keep it together. “You scared the hell out of me.”

“Uh, I’m sorry.” Hale seemed disappointed, which made you bit your bottom lip. “You were the only person who came into my mind.”

“I’m flattered you considered me as an option.” A sarcastic remark slipped. “People tend to treat me like I’m made of glass.”

“What?” Peter sat up straight, wincing in pain by doing so. “You’re so tough, princess. So resilient. I bet you would make a badass werewolf.”

“Damn, this is so good to hear.” A smile curved your lips, for you were genuinely satisfied. “Now, enough with this. You need to shower and I’m going to find you clothes.”

“All right.” Hale nodded and tried to get on his feet. You could nearly feel his ache to walk and, once more, made your poor pumping organ skip a few beats. “Where is the bathroom?”

“I’ll take you there.”

Right then you realised how hard this situation was going to be. You cared too much about him to keep your shit under control for that long. It was a true challenge for your sanity; one you hoped to win.


Twenty minutes later, you found yourself lying lazily on your bed, staring at the white ceiling and pulling carelessly the soft fabric of your denim shorts while waiting for him to come out.

You took a deep breath in order to relax; yet, before it made any effect, the door was opened and a shirtless dripping water Peter walked through it, looking refreshed. This tore apart any chance of relaxation. Matter of fact, it made you more tensed up than ever.

As you sat upright, your gaze locked on him and you licked your lips, nervous. Hale must have found it pleasing to watch, for he chuckled, delighted, leaning to grasp the bundle of clothes that were by your side.

“Do you like what you see, princess?”

“I would appreciate if you call me by my name.” You retorted, looking away. “Why don’t you get dressed already?”

“Does my nudity bother you?”

“Yes. I mean, no. Why would it?”

He traced your jaw with his long slim fingers, getting you to look at him. Once you finally gave up and rose your chin, meeting his eyesight with yours, you found them soaked with tenderness. His blue eyes engulfed you like a high strong wave.

“Confess.”

“Huh?”

“Confess.” The raspy voice requested, his thumb stroking leisurely your cheekbone. “Tell me you love me, because I can hear your heartbeat from miles away.”

“Please, don’t make me do this.” You did not break the eye connection, no matter how quivery your voice were. “I don’t want to say it.”

“But you do love me.” He knelt in front of you. “God, you’re beautiful.”

“Why?”

“Why I find you beautiful? Because you are! So perfect and freaking gorgeous.”

“No.” You shook your head, giggling. “If you know how I feel, why do you want me to confess it?”

“Well, I wouldn’t want to make a fool of myself by falling for a girl who wasn’t in love with me as well.” A sinking feeling hit your stomach as you slowly understood what he was saying. “Oh, fuck! Did I scare you?”

“No, you didn’t.”

“So kiss me, please.” Peter asked, smoothly. “Go on, princess.”

A smug smirk enlightened your face and then you crashed your lips onto his, tasting all at once. He grasped your waist and pulled you closer, whilst you tugged his hair, wanting to release all the tension built up. It was so much better than you had imagined! His tongue fought with yours for dominance, the whole kiss heating up the place.

“Easy, tiger.” You whispered, splaying your hands on his chest as Hale was inches away from popping your shorts open. “I didn’t think you were this excited to be with me.”

“Ever since I laid my eyes on you, I knew you were going to be my doom.” Peter pecked your lips and continued. “The worst was that I didn’t care at all. I wanted you to crush me with your love. I wanted you to break my walls.”

“Did I?”

“Damn hell you did.” Both of you chuckled. “What about me? Did I crack Mrs. Y/N Y/L/N?”

“You know you did.” Your voice was soft. “I am hopelessly in love with you.”

Peter Hale hid his face on your neck, smiling against it, half surprised half glad by your statement. He stayed quiet for awhile, just sucking on your skin and leaving love bites behind. When he finally reached your ear, he could not help but mutter the words you wanted to hear:

“I love you too, princess.”

Your heart warmed up upon hearing that and you sealed your lips once more, realising how deep were your feelings towards each other. You two were meant to be. Definitely a love written on the stars.


Second Chances

Words: 10.1k

Genre: Fluff / Soulmate AU

Warnings: slight description of a panic attack, swearing

Description:  Soulmate AU in which you get to see colours when you kiss your soulmate. Dan has a particularity.

Read on AO3 / @florallylester made a moodboard for this and I’m crying


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