darlin' can we go all the way

I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Six

Summary: You have to break the news to Jared and, later, Genevieve. At a convention, Jared lets slip some information that gets you into an uncomfortable situation.
Jared x Reader (mentioned Jared x Gen, Jared x Reader x Gen), Genevieve, Jensen, Kathryn Newton (brief Matt and Rich)
Words: 6.2k+
Warnings: pregnancy, hella drama/angst, self-deprecating reader, uncomfortable confrontations
Beta: @blacksiren

IKYW Masterpost

Your name: submit What is this?

You had to get through another four hours of filming before you would get a chance to talk to Jared alone.

You apologised to the make-up team when you went back into the trailer, your face blotchy from being sick and your make-up ruined from crying.

The whole time you were on set, your mind was elsewhere. Specifically, you were wondering how to tell Jared that you were carrying his illegitimate, unplanned child.

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Originally posted by jonmoxlcy


Typically I am a man of few words, but Darlin there’s something I must confess. I’m in love baby. I’m in love with you. Darlin you driving me crazy with your beautiful body and you carefree personality. It’s smoking hot, the way you present yourself. Always looking more beautiful by the day.

This letter is certainly full of confessions. But when I first laid eyes on you darlin’ I was petrified. All the other guys wanted ya and I thought I was never get the chance.  You could have anyone you wanted but I noticed ya eyeing me up and down. Which is why I decided to write ya a letter. So perhaps we can go out on a date or something.

Text me Darlin’ and we’re go for a wild ride.

Jon x

anonymous asked:

I used to be really skinny in high school and in just 4 years I've gained about 40 lbs. I'm sick of being the fat friend. My weight has been fluctuating over the last few months because some days I'll eat nothing and others I binge and I'm digested with myself. I'm so glad I found your blog though. I want to go from 165 to 115 and I saw that you did it so I know it's possible. You're my inspiration. How long did it take and any tips for not binging?

I have to say, it’s such a foreign feeling to be someone else’s inspiration! But darlin, I know exactly how you feel. It’s sooo hard to keep going without getting discouraged by every little bump in the road. One day you eat a bunch and try to compensate the next day by eating nothing at all, and that usually ends terribly. I’ve totally been there. We all have. 

The binging/fasting cycle is downright terrible on the body. The best way to fast is to work your way down to it, otherwise it can shock your system in a very bad way, and your body will retaliate with the urge to binge. It’s basically your body telling you that you’re not getting enough food and that you need it right that second. So let’s take a breath and start over. Forget fasting for a minute. 

One thing we need to establish: food is not the enemy, and never has been. We need fuel to operate, just like an automobile. Without it, you’ll end up on the side of the road. But if you put too much gas in the tank, things go wrong. 

So, without further ado, the most important tip that I will give you is:


Fueling up for the day will not only get your metabolism revved up, but it will make the day go by so much easier. You’ll be in a better mood, have more energy, and will be 99% less likely to binge. And you will most definitely burn off every one of those calories by the end of the day. Skipping breakfast will make it so hard to not eat a ton later on in the day. 

My binge-proof plan is to always try to have a decent breakfast, small lunch, and light snack for dinner early in the evening (around 4pm). The trick here is to stop eating earlier in the day. This allows you to metabolize all your calories by bed time. BUT, you don’t want to stop eating too early at the risk of a late night binge. So, a cup of veggies or a bowl of fruit somewhere between 4 and 5pm will help to power you through those last few hours. However, because you had this small snack so early in the evening, you’ll have an empty tummy by the time you’re ready for bed – and at the same time won’t feel the need to stuff your face with everything that’s in your pantry.

Once in a while, if you want to restrict further, you can try to cut off the cals after 3pm, or if you feel like you can do it, 12pm. It takes tons of will power, but there are some things that will help kill the cravings later on. My favorite is Vitamin Water ZERO. In my opinion, it tastes better than the original flavors. It really helps to keep your immune system up with the nutrients too. Another favorite, of course, is green or black tea with a little bit of honey. Yes, honey is calorie dense, but it’s amazing for you! Good calories! Just have a tea spoon in your tea and you’ll be fine.

Anywho, that’s really all I’ve been doing, and I lost the last 30 lbs in about two and half months. I know, not terribly fast, but I’ve had no trouble keeping the weight off, which for a lot of people can be a huge problem. 

I really hope some of this helps! If you have any more questions don’t ever be afraid to PM me, I don’t bite! Stay safe!! xoxo


Warning: Smut!

°You lose your virginity to Happy

Being a virgin and dating Happy Lowman, the Tacoma Killer was some what frustrating.

I knew what I wanted from our relationship and so far, he’d been everything that I’d asked for.

We’ve been together for 4 months and it has been the most difficult 4 months ever!

You see, it’s me completely over thinking every damn thing. I was worried that if we had sex that it would change for the worst.

There was no doubt that Happy would have mercy on me and be slow and careful even though that seemed completely out of character for him.

“I’m not a savage.” He told me the night that I dropped the bomb about being a virgin.

“I like it rough sometimes, doesn’t mean I’ll hurt you.”

He had some questions for me and I answered them honestly, “Do you even know anything about sex?”

I scoffes, “I’m not a dumbass. I’ve read anything from smutty romance books to medical books.”

He raised a brow, “Is that all?”

I blushed a deep crimson. Clearing my throat, I put some hair behind my ear.

“No… I’ve watched pornos and I’ve…”

Happy leaned forward, “You’ve what, baby girl?”

He liked making me squirm and when I finally caught on, I squinted my eyes and smacked him with a pillow.

He laughed, leaning away from me and grabbing my arm, “I just want to hear you say it.”

“Asshole.” I smiled.

He wound his finger in a circle, telling me to get on with it.

I heaved a sigh, giving him what he wanted.

“I’ve masturbated.”

That’s when things shifted for us. He pulled me onto his lap and growled, “Hmmm, I’d pay to see that.”

Biting my lip, I replied, “You wouldn’t have to pay.”

He licked at my lips, “I get a discount?”

I snapped my teeth at him, the horniness making me feel on edge with his teasing.

“Maybe… depends on what you’re offering.”

He lifted his hips, his hard on rubbing against my crotch, “How about 9 inches of rock hard dick?”

Just imagining it, made my eyes roll.

“9 inches?” I whispered.

He nodded, kissing my chin.

“Sweet Jesus in low rise jeans.”

Happy busted out laughing, the sexually charged atmosphere calming considerably.

“I’ll be right here, waiting for you baby girl. You just let me know when and I’ll have that cherry popped in no time.”

Happy really was a sweetheart despite what he did for the club.

“What if I’m ready now?” I asked, but he knew better.

He tsked, bringing my mouth down for a sweet kiss, “I can tell you’re not ready.”

I waited for him to continue.

Placing his hands on my shoulders, he dug his fingers in gently, the knots in my muscles not giving way.

“You’re too tense and you have this look on your face that you get when you over think shit.”

I fell over to the side from his lap, “Damnit, you’re good.”

“You have no idea.”
That’s what led us here today. Everything was normal, for the most part.

I’d gotten a call from Gemma, telling me to come by the clubhouse. Happy had gotten hurt.

I raced from downtown to TM, rushing inside once I was parked.

Chibs shifted his head towards me, beckoning me over with a nod of his head.

“Listen Darlin’. I need ye to go wash up and help hold this together so we can get Hap fully patched up, yeah?”

I watched Happy, the sight of all the blood, making me light headed.

“Baby girl?” Happy growled out, wincing in pain.

I shook my head, “Yeah, I heard you. Be right back.”

I was drying my hands when Chibs nodded to the gloves.

Slipping on a pair, I stood in front of Happy, holding together the wound like Chibs instructed.

Happy rested his head on my stomach, his hands resting on my thighs.
I was quiet on the way back to my place. Hap sat in the passenger seat, watching me.

I looked out of the corner of my eye, “What?”

“You okay?” He asked.

I inhaled through my nose, exhaling out of my mouth, “Yeah… just all that blood.”

“Head wounds bleed more.”

I snorted, breaking the tension, “I gather.”

I parking the car at my house. Happy got out, waiting for me at the nose of my car.

Once inside, I directed him back to my bedroom and bathroom.

“I’ll get you a towel.”

Happy peeled his shirt off, giving me a gruff thanks.

After placing the towel on the closed toilet lid, I went to the kitchen to make something light to eat.
A throat clearing had me looking up.

Happy stood there, his chest wet and the towel wrapped around his waist.

I instantly drooled at the sight of his tattoos being on display. I watched as some water droplets ran their way down his torso to the V cut.

He chuckled.

I rolled my eyes, “You’re mean, you know that?”

He walked over to me, taking the knife out of my hand. Boxing me in with his arms, he had me trapped and this was one prison I didn’t mind being in.

“You can touch me.” He said, his voice dripping sex.

“If I do that, I won’t be able to stop.” I told him honestly.

He tilted my chin up, “You want me?”

I groaned, my core aching with the need to feel him. “Yes, really fuckin’ bad.”

He held his arms out, “I’m right here, baby girl.”

I pulled him closer to me by the knot on the towel, “Kiss me.” I whispered.

Cupping my cheek, he nuzzled his nose against mine to tip my head back a little to lay his lips on mine.

Our lips were quiet as we kissed, tilting our heads in different directions to change the kiss.

Our tounges battled one another, slipping and sliding. I surprised Happy by sucking on the tip of his tounge, making him grunt.

Happy broke away from my lips, running his down my jaw and to my neck where he nipped at me and tounged away the sting.

I ran my hand down his chest, cupping the bulge that made the towel tent. One squeeze of his hardness and I was ready to come.

“I need you, Hap.” I gasped, as I pulled my lips from his.

Happy unbuttoned my pants, letting me pull them and my panties off. He helped with my shirt and had my bra off like the pro he was.

Pulling out a chair from the table, Happy sat in it, peeling away the towel. His member bounced slightly when the edge of the towel moved over it.

I licked my lips, wanting to taste him.

He shook his head, “Another time for that, baby. I won’t last.”

He crooked his finger at me.

Patting the table he said, “Sit here.”

“The kitchen? Really Happy?” I blushed at the thought.

He was pushing the righy buttons, but I was still slightly embarrassed.

“Yes, really.”

Hesitantly, I went to the table and sat on the edge.

Happy pulled two more chairs near us, placing each of my feet on the chairs.

Gripping himself, he began to stroke, “Show me how you wanna be touched, baby.”

Shyly, I ran my hand down my stomach and over my mound. Propping my feet on my tip toes, I leaned back, dipping my middle finger between my lips, spreading the wetness.

“Damn…” Happy moaned.

“Hap,” I said, tilting my head back as I rubbed my clit.

Happy stood, the chair screeching against the tile. He held himself with one hand and taking the other to bring my hand up to his mouth.

Taking my finger between his lips, he sucked my middle digit clean.

I gasped, so ready for him.

Taking the helmet of his length, he moved it up and down between my lower lips, coating it in our juices.

He laid his hardness on my mound, holding it slightly as I moved my hips up and down the length of him.

Though he wasn’t in me, just the feel of him was enough to bring me to the edge.

“Fuck, Hap… Please.” I begged.

He placed himself at my entrance, moving his hips back and forth slowly, entering me at the slowest pace.

Once he was met with resistance, he waited.

“Just do it.” I moaned.

Happy pulled out, leaving the head in me and snapped his hips forward, breaking through my hymen.

I whimpered at the pain, throwing my arm over my eyes.

“Shhh, it’s alright Y/N.” Happy said, moving my arm from my face.

A couple tears fell from my eyes as I breathed through the stinging sensation.

He kept his hips completely still, leaning forward to kiss me slowly.

Resting his forehead on mine, he cupped my cheek with one hand, while the other circled one of my nipples.

“Alright, baby?”

“Yeah…” I whispered.

He kissed down my neck and lifted a heavy breast once he reached my chest.

He moaned as he nipped and sucked at the puckered flesh.

I looked down, watching as his tounge peeked out, flicking at my rose colored nipple.

Carefully, I rolled my hips, the stinging finally subsiding.

He dropped my breast, slamming his hands down onto the table.

“Goddamn, you’re so tight…” Happy groaned.

We both finally had a decent pace going, but I wanted him to let go. I didn’t care that this was my first time.

A sweat broke out on his brow and I knew he was holding back quite a bit.

“Hap, just fuck me.”

He paused, breathing hard, “Is that what you want? Huh, baby girl?”

His eyes darkened at my nod.

Grabbing a leg, he placed it on his chest, giving a new angle.

That was when he snapped his hips so hard, it was moving the table slightly.

I laid back, holding onto the edges.

I put my hand on my mound, spreading my outer lips, rubbing my clit.

“C'mon baby girl,” Hap grunted, “I want to feel you cream all over me.”

That is what threw me over the edge. I screamed part of Happy’s name as I came hard, my breath catching in my throat.

Happy’s breath sped up as he filled me to the hilt, coming deep within me.

“Fuckin’ hell, Y/N.” He said, collapsing on top of me.

My leg fell from his shoulder, falling completely limp, my lower limbs just dangling.

‘Holy… shit…“ I breathed, kissing Happy as he offered me a slow kiss.

I moaned into his mouth as he pulled out of me.

Taking the towel that was wrapped around him, he gently wiped me clean, then himself.

Picking me up, he carried me to the bedroom, where he laid me down.

The feel of the cold sheets against my skin, had me stretching like a cat.

Happy laid next to me, touching where ever he could.

I looked at him, my eyes heavy lidded, my body relaxed.

"That was so worth the wait.”

He chuckled, kissing a breast.

“Got all kinds of surprises for you, baby girl.”

Taking Care of Business

Fandom: Star Trek (AOS/TOS)
Prompt: Requested by Anon - I wish you would write a fic where… the reader is Bones’ infant daughter and their adventures with the space family. 
Word Count: 2336.
childhood shenanigans.
Rating: All ages.
Author’s Note: My second kid!reader fic.  The pet name Chekov uses, Сладкая (pr. sladkaya), is Russian for sweetie.  In conferring with Anon, I discovered that they meant toddler rather than infant, so I’ve taken the liberty to make the reader five years old.  I hope you guys enjoy it!

Taking Care of Business

It had taken Leonard a little bit of convincing to get Jim to put in a good word with Starfleet in his favor; he’d wanted to bring you aboard the Enterprise for a month-long tour out in deep space while Jocelyn dealt with some family drama back on Earth. Eventually Jim had agreed and he’d really gone to bat for your dad, ultimately convincing Starfleet that they should allow it.  Of course, he’d had to promise them that you wouldn’t interfere with the doctor’s work, but once the reassurances had been made, they’d agreed.

Now, you’re a member of the crew.  As a welcome aboard, some of the CMO’s nurses had gotten you a tiny purple uniform dress with a Starfleet badge with a heart cut into it on it and you’ve worn it every day.  You’ve become a part of the family already, though you’ve only been on board for a few days, and the entire crew adores you.

You giggle as you sit on your uncle Jim’s lap with him bouncing you on his knee.  He’s sitting in his big important chair on the bridge and he’s told you that you’re in charge for the day.  Being the captain is a pretty big responsibility for a five-year old, but you’ve got this.

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plutocreep  asked:

bitty: well bless his heart but he's dumber than a box of rocks jack: ok I understand each of those words individually but they make no sense together bitty: o hon ..

also just. imagine when bitty first moved to samwell (as written from experience by someone who moved to the midwest from new orleans)

bitty: *making lunch* “do y'all like your sandwiches dressed?”
someone: “wait what now”
jack: “shits i swear to god put your underwear on when you’re around food”

bitty: “i’m fixin to go to class, y'all behave while i’m gone”
literally anyone else: “he’s doing what on his way to class”

bitty: “do you want a coke?”
a teammate: “yeah sure, thanks”
bitty: “alright what kind? we got sprite, pepsi, mountain dew, or fanta”
the teammate: “i’m sorry i thought you just asked if i wanted coke and we don’t even have any”

somebody: asks bitty if he can make a certain kind of pie
bitty: “sure darlin! i’m on it like gravy on rice”
the same somebody: looks at the camera like they’re on the office


“Yeah, and this is my Cap shield…” You said proudly, holding up a circular, cardboard cut-out with a Captain America star you’d found on a cereal box glued the front. With a happy little grin, you quickly spun around for the team to get a glimpse of the crimson fabric fastened to your shoulders. “I also have a big red cape like Thor and… Oh, this right here is Tony.” You finished, pointing to the cluster of christmas lights that had been duct taped to your chest.

Still chuckling, Steve stepped forward and tugged lightly at the patch covering your eye before asking, “Is this supposed to be Fury?”

You nodded, “I had to.”

“What’s with the cut offs?” Bruce asked, pointing to your ruined trousers with a frown.

“Those are actually repping you after you Hulk-out and screw up your pants.”

“Oh…” His brows buckled even further.

“Where am I?” Came Natasha’s inquiry, causing you to hold up your hand and show her the plastic, black-widow spider ring wrapped around your finger.

“I’ve also got Clint.” You proclaimed, which managed to make his eyes light up before you awkwardly started adjusting a quiver of toy arrows from beneath your cape. “What do you guys think?”

“Well, darlin’…” Tony started, gracing you with a stunning smile that had a way of wrinkling his laughter lines. “I think it calls for a picture so we can all remember how amazing you look tonight.”

“Indeed…” Thor agreed.

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*Imagine Attending a Halloween Party and Dressing up as All the Avengers Combined*

@pastelteabubbles  Spooky request! Imagine the Avengers having a Halloween party and you go as all of them combined into one costume, which they think is hilarious and awesome.