different kinds of kisses

Prompt no 14. “First Kiss” - Kind of a Sequel to this pic. Have a shocked/surprised Mattsun. <3

Took surprisingly long before that prompt got claimed. @harvestmoonpeoples grabbed it for more MatsuHana. (I promise the next pic will be a different ship lol)

Petition for there to be more platonic kisses among everyone in Team Voltron

  • It starts mostly with the Garrison trio cause they’re the most open to each other and physically affectionate together
    • Big Hunk smooches on Lance’s and Pidge’s cheeks
    • Playful Lance pecks in places that’ll get him the best reactions like behind Hunk’s ears or the back of Pidge’s neck
    • Sleepy Pidge kisses to Lance or Hunk’s temples when they find her in the workshop in the middle of the night and carry her back to bed
  • Then Shiro gets in on the action
    • Shiro ducking down to press his lips to the top of Pidge’s head when she’s upset and missing her family whispering “don’t lose hope” into her hair
    • Shiro affectionately ruffling Lance or Hunk’s hair after a job well done and pulling them in for a “congratulations/glad you’re back safe” kiss to the temple or forehead
    • They return the kisses too of course, peppering his cheeks/forehead/temples/nose/whatever with little pecks that say “thanks for looking out for us” and “we appreciate you” and “you’re important to us” and “it’s ok to not be ok” and “we’re here for you”
  • Keith is the last one to get in on the kisses, just because it takes him a little longer to feel comfortable with that kind of physical affection, and the others respect his boundaries
    • Hunk is the first one to smooch him, sweeping him up after a particularly grueling battle where Keith’s warning saved him from being pulverized, planting a big wet one on his cheek in gratitude and relief
      • ((He pulls away quickly at Keith’s surprised look and starts apologizing but Keith cuts him off and says it’s ok))
    • Pidge giving him a little comfort kiss when they’re both up in the middle of the night missing Shiro and Keith returning it without thinking
    • Lance laying the biggest, soppiest kiss he can manage on him to break him out of his head when he gets too focused on a problem, cackling at his shout of indignation
      • ((This of course leads to a chase through the Castle which ends with Keith blowing raspberries into Lance’s stomach, followed by a little thank you peck to show he knows what Lance did and he appreciates it))
    • And of course, when they finally get Shiro back Keith holds him tight, lips pressed to Shiro’s shoulder, Shiro returning the hug just as hard and giving Keith an “I’m home” kiss to the temple
  • The Alteans also adopt the custom at some point 
    • Coran dropping proud kisses onto Pidge’s head when she assists him with something, or worried kisses on Lance’s forehead when he gets injured (again), or excited kisses when Hunk figures out how to fix something that was giving him trouble, or “I understand what you’re going through” kisses when Shiro comes to him with nightmares in his eyes, or comforting kisses when Keith feels overwhelmed with all the responsibility he’s taken on
    • Allura has adopted the “good luck/come back safe” kisses. Once she realizes it’s not a big deal she starts sending them off on big missions with kisses to the cheeks, much to Lance’s delight
      • It takes her a while to relax into giving different kinds of kisses; her royal upbringing and self-appointed role as commander dictate she should hold herself in check around the others. But eventually she starts showing her more playful side and starts giving and accepting kisses more often, for everything from teasing to comfort to  fetching something
Forehead Kisses - Newt Scamander Imagines.

I love forehead kisses like. There are so many forehead kisses? FOREHEAD KISSES WITH NEWT WOULD LITERALLY KILL ME. I feel like he’s a Forehead kiss sort of guy.

  • “I won’t be too long.” Newt’s voice was on the lighter side this morning, almost as if the way the sun peaked into the room gave him a complete and utter sense of tranquility. Giving a rather warm peck to your forehead, he tucks back some of your hair before resting his case on the ground and opening it. It’s a fluid action, and he moves rather smoothly and you found yourself almost fixated on the way his hands moved around his case. Skillful action, he’s done it a thousand times, maybe even more. Attention is drawn back to his entirety as he takes a step into the case. He looks back at you momentarily, his eyes locking with yours.
    Lets his gaze linger on you for a few seconds more before disappearing into the case you felt your breathing regulate. Moments like that, with a sort of eclectic rush and painted movement given by Newt always left you breathless.
    • An equivalent to the forehead kiss of “I’m late for work, kiss for you, and out the door”.
    • A lot easier than saying “bye”, something Newt doesn’t particularly enjoy. Goodbye’s, whether long term or short term, are goodbye nonetheless.
  • Instances where the two of you are sharing a bed, or simply cuddling there is a lot of embracing one another. He’ll tuck some of your hair away from your face, gazing down at you. From the position he’s in, he can’t clearly see your expression but given the chance to guess, Newt figured you were content in his arms. Craning his head down, he kisses the side of your head and presses his face into your hair. His skin tickles yours. Newt senses you smile before it turned into a soft chuckle. He holds you tighter, but not uncomfortably so. There’s something tender and warm about holding another person so close, about feeling their heart beating under your fingertips. It’s a raw sensation, stripped to the very center of the emotion running wild in both your minds.
  • Occasions where you feel completely helpless and find yourself leaning against his body in search of some sort of security. He smells like his case. Not awful, but more homely and more nurturing than anything else. A sublime mixture of tea, herbal medicine and strangely enough, fresh dirt from a far away in the countryside. The sudden defenselessness you were exhibiting set off alarms in his mind, and with feathery movement, Newt wraps his arms around you. Your knees finally give way after finding support and your face digs itself further into his peacock colored jacket. You smelt something else now, something that always helped you calm down. Newt had a certain scent that you hadn’t been able to describe, and the closest you came to describing it was as ‘A farm in the early morning. It’s quiet, there’s work to be done, and there’s only so much time in the day to get it done.’ You know it’s not a smell, but there’s almost a distant memory associated with it.

    Unbeknownst to you, Newt is feeling equally as helpless at the moment. You’re in his arms, crumbling so it seems and he’s no way of telling why you’re so melancholy. He takes a deep breath in and does what he thinks it right, a sort of instinct he always possessed. Kissing your hairline ever so gently, he spoke in a soothing tone, “It’s alright, I’ve got you…” He knows you’ll talk to him when you’re ready to be heard. But for right now, this was what you needed.
  • Newt having different sort of forehead kisses. The kind that aren’t completely center, and lean more towards the right or left. Usually happens when he’s in a hurry and leaves you with an unexpected forehead peck.
    • Kisses directly above your eyebrow. You’re both laying down, the sun hasn’t even risen yet and there’s almost a dreary sense of doom impending because you do not want to get out of the warm bed. Newt has only been awake for a couple minutes, still trying to process waking up. He knows you’re beside him. Without opening his eyes, he leans over and puckers his lips. The kiss hands directly above your right eyebrow. His lips curl against your skin as he pulls you closer. A few more minutes wouldn’t hurt.
      • Kisses that land more on the side of your head. A mindless, affectionate action. Happens with he’s not paying complete attention and his mind is somewhere else.
  • Attentive forehead kisses. Newt’s fingers are cupped on your jawline to keep you in place. His beautiful green eyes are staring right into yours. In the lighting, you can see his pupils dilating, you could almost count the freckles that lined his cheeks, and you could see the different colors swirling in his eyes. They weren’t completely green and seemed to hold hues of yellow and maybe even gold. Newt’s that close to you. Biting his bottom lip, he seems to be contemplating what to do before bending your head down slightly and craning his down to give you a gentle kiss to your forehead. The motion says, “I love you, you know that.“
    You raise your hands to place them on his before stepping forward. You kiss him gently, lips pressing in the slightest to tell him that you love him too.

I expected to write more but darn these are actually pretty long lmao. Thank you for reading! Reblogs and likes are appreciated! Stay tuned for more Newt Scamander + other FBAWTFT fics!



The fifth and final season of #OrphanBlack premieres Saturday, June 10th at 10/9c on @bbcamerica​.

Me while watching this literal 10 second clip: The intense eye contract, the view of Cosima’s dandelion tattoo, their smiles, the hair playing, the giggling, leaning towards each other, following each other, the height difference, the face holding, the (kind of) arm holding, the sweet kiss. Perfection. My heart exploded. They are amazing. I love them. I am blessed. Thank you. Love.

Tentacle Boyfriend

I got a lot of requests for a tentacle story, which is one I’ve be wanting to do! Thank you anons! Keep requesting!

   Your cousin came for a visit and gave you a strange potted plant as a gift. She claimed it was a small succulent but you had never seen anything like it before. It came out like thick leaves that formed tightly together into a long cone, going from green to a soft pink color. Your cousin simply told you to keep it watered and sometimes give it sugar water.

   You did so, watering it when the soil got dry and once a week you would use the sugar water on it. You weren’t sure how well you could keep it alive, you had never been a plant person. You had tried keeping herbs gardens and even house plants, but that always ended in tragedy. You had even tried planting wildflower seeds and as it did was result in a bald patch in your yard.

   You were intent on keeping this little plant alive. You did everything the old ladies at the garden shop told you to do, you even talked and sang to the little plant. You kept it on a clear spot on your windowsill and even switched out the pot for it when you were worried it was getting too small.

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Rowaelin’s daughter x Feysand’s son fic Part V

Sadly, friends, this is the last one. Thank you for coming on this journey with me, and meeting and shipping Sastiel as hard as I did. I cry now.

Check out Part I, Part II, Part III and Part IV.


Seraphine walked behind Kastiel in silence, her wolf following behind her.
It felt like a lifetime ago when Fenrys had given her Fen as a pup. Now he was as big as she is.
She patted down the scruff of his fur, murmuring how good he is when she felt Kastiel’s gaze land on her.
“We’ll train here,” he said.
Seraphine looks around at the vastness of her surroundings. Kastiel wanted to train early—so early in fact, that the sun had barely even risen. She had been given a thick set of Illyrian leathers to wear (despite her telling Kastiel that she didn’t feel the cold), and a ridiculous amount of daggers were now strapped to her body.
“It’s more for my peace of mind,” was his only reply.
Now they were at the snow capped mountain side, with no one around them.
This was dangerous any way you look at it.
“Scared, Seraphine?”
“Only of what your family will do after I’m done with you.”
The two circle each other—neither looking away from each other’s gaze. “No powers. I want to see you fight,” he says.
As she pulls out a dagger strapped from her hip, Seraphine supposed she should have told Kastiel that she’s more skilled with a knife than her fire.
With a twist of her wrist, Seraphine let fly a hand full of daggers towards Kastiel. He dodged them easily, no hesitations in his steps. Like he was dancing. Whatever training he had gone through—it was perfect—beautiful to watch.
But Kastiel didn’t spend years on the road, fighting bandits, dealing with thugs and dodging assassins—he didn’t know how to fight dirty like she did.
Seraphine rushed towards Kastiel, tackling him to the ground. The soft snow crumbled underneath them. Seraphine held Kastiel in a bear hug, her dagger pressed against the soft spot of his neck as they fell in the small ditch.
Luckily, Kastiel’s strong wings cushioned their fall, Seraphine now on top of him. She couldn’t help but think of how perfectly they fit together—like two pieces in a puzzle. 
She gives him a mischievous smile. “You’re letting me win, princeling.”
Kastiel blocked Seraphine’s dagger with his own, letting both of it clatter to the ground near them.
“I win,” he says, studying her face under heavy lids.
The sun had finally risen, covering the white mountains in shimmering orange. It was almost as if the snow were alight with flames. The view reminded him of when he was younger—when his uncle brought him here.
Kastiel couldn’t stop himself—didn’t even bother trying. He slowly, apprehensively, touched his lips to her temple—like a question.
And Seraphine answered back, sliding her cheek down against his, where his lips touched her closed eyes, and down, down to the sensitive part of her throat, her cheek, her jaw.
Kastiel’s lips found hers.
And the soft feel of them and the hard feel of his body under her made her body come alive from a different kind of fire. And the taste of him, of their kiss deepening, of his hands on her back, his leg between hers, made her ache from a different kind of need.
She couldn’t stop the moan escape from her lips—or the way her body moved yearningly into him.
A familiar male voice cleared their throat, separating Seraphine and Kastiel.


“How disappointing,” his uncle practically purrs, “to find the two of you rolling in the snow, instead of training.”
Kastiel took a moment to collect himself, his scrambled thoughts, his lips on hers. And how they still screamed more, more more.
He ignored his uncle, helping Seraphine to her feet. He was never going to hear the end of this.
“You even had the wolf on guard,” his uncle says incredulously with a shake of his head. “Kastiel, I need you to take care of the monsters. This is an order, little general. I have things to do.”
His uncle gives him a wink, and winnows away, taking Fen with him.
Kastiel lets out a long breath, glancing at Seraphine. Her mouth was tilted up in a secret smile at him, her lips swollen from their kiss, her hair a mess from how he had held her close to him. He reached for her hands, feeling the flicker of the mating bond between them.
Kastiel falters at the touch.
“I have to go back to camp,” he says. “The fire training will have to wait a little longer.”


Seraphine spent her afternoon sitting on a trunk of a large oak tree. She promised herself that she would not think about the kiss they shared—but it was hard for her to not obsess over it. She was perfectly fine sitting under the sun with a sketchbook in her lap, day dreaming about future kisses to come.
Besides, it was pure indulgent to watch Kastiel train a group of Illyrian kids.
She could tell, just by the way he was showing the kids how to wield their stick swords, that he was distracted.
“Stay close,” he had told her, before she decided to ignore him. She wandered the camp aimlessly until she found her spot by the tree.
It pleased Seraphine even more that Kastiel’s eyes kept on looking at the general spot of her vicinity, but he had yet to realise that she was up on a tree.
As he supervised each child’s parry, one particular little boy followed behind him like his shadow. Everything Kastiel did, the little boy was mimicking.
With a smile on his face, Seraphine watched as Kastiel hoisted the boy up in the air—the boys arms and legs flailing helplessly—and said something that made the boy giggle with laughter. She couldn’t help but sketch Kastiel’s face in that moment.
When Kastiel was done, Seraphine leaped from her spot on the tree. They found each other in the middle, and got started on working to control her fire.


“Don’t be scared,” Kastiel told her from behind the door of her suite, “Or else they’ll sense it.” He started pacing. “The only person you have to watch for is my Aunt Nesta—and maybe my Uncle Cassian—they’re very protective of me. But other than that, everybody is nice. You’ll fit right in.”
“Oh, will you stop fussing about,” Seraphine says as she opens her door. Kastiel’s mouth drop open. Seraphine had changed from her Illyrian leathers to a simple, long silver slip dress that matched her hair. The dress caught in the light every time she swayed her hips.
By the Mother.
Seraphine gave him a timid smile. “I must confess—I haven’t worn a dress since I can remember.”
He shook his head in reply.
The sight of Seraphine undid Kastiel.
“Control yourself,” his father suddenly warned him in his head. But Kastiel couldn’t stop the pull of the mating bond.
The dinner table of the House of Wind were already occupied with the uncomfortable looks of his family—they no doubt sensed it in him. Kastiel pulled out a seat next to his mother for Seraphine to sit, whilst he sat next to her and his uncle Azriel.
“Seraphine, this is my mother and father, High Lady and Lord of the Night Court, Feyre and Rhysand.”
“Please,” his father said, “call me Rhys.”
“And here are my aunts Nesta, Elain, and The Morrigan. And my uncles, Azriel and Cassian.”
Seraphine’s eyes travelled along his family’s faces.
“Honey,” The Morrigan said to Seraphine, “you can call me Mor.”
Kastiel choked on his drink. “Why do I have to call you The Morrigan, when others can call you Mor?”
“Because, Kastiel,” The Morrigan smiled, sipping her wine slowly. “I don’t want to sound old.”
The table erupt in laughter.
“Though Rhysand,” his uncle Cassian interrupts, “you wouldn’t be laughing at what I saw by the mountains earlier this morning.”
The smile in Kastiel’s lips fell.


Kastiel’s dysfunctional family made Seraphine miss her own. She couldn’t believe how long it’s been since she sat at the dinner table to eat a simple meal.
“You’ve gone quiet,” Kastiel whispers in her ear. “Is something the matter?”
Seraphine shakes her head. “I am simply homesick,” she says out loud.
Kastiel’s mother, Feyre, reached for her hand on the table. The gesture surprised her, yet Feyre’s touch was comforting, real—reminding her of her own mother.
“Is there anything that you remember from your past that could help us find your way home?” Feyre asks her.
Seraphine takes a moment to collect her memories, trying to separate the truths from dreams. She had been taken by a group of strange assassins in Erilea. They had captured her, captured her wyvern, captured her wolf, and bound her to a pole in a circular clearing. They were chanting, calling, reciting—it was a sacrifice. She was a sacrifice to the dark pit welling under her. But Seraphine could escape any hold, and so could her wolf. She had shouted at Fen, shouted at him to watch out as an arrow flew towards him. But she blocked it with her back, she fell on her hands and knees from the impact, and she kept on falling, falling into the void, screaming, screaming—
The voice that woke her was at once the night and the dawn and the stars and the earth, and every inch of her body calmed at the dominance of it.
“Look at me.”
She did.
Kastiel held her face in his hands, “you’re safe, you’re here, you’re safe with us.”
Seraphine looked around at the table. She didn’t know what she expected—maybe their judgment—but certainly not their faces of awe—at Kastiel, she wasn’t sure—and understanding.
She swallowed the lump in her throat. “I met this creature, in the forest. It called itself the Suriel. It said to find the ancient one—”
“The Ancient One?” Rhysand interrupted, his violet eyes pinning her to the spot.


Kastiel and Seraphine sat by the ledge in her room. His father had called for his aunt Amren to return from the Summer Court. Kastiel shudders at the thought of facing his aunt after this.
Ever since the dinner, Seraphine had barely said any words to him. He would be lying if he said that her outburst had scared him—had scared his whole family. They were all expecting her fire to erupt.
But it never did—she had controlled it without her even noticing.
“I want to show you something,” he said, gathering Seraphine in his arms, and flying away from the House of Wind.
“The view of Velaris at night cannot compare to any city. But, I think the Sidra River can make you think otherwise.”
Kastiel held Seraphine in silence as they looked out into the sparkling river.
“Is it safe to swim?” Seraphine asked.
Kastiel flew down into the water in answer.

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the worst kind of cultural differences are polite kissing differences…. they make everything awkward… 

when you kiss with one cheek but they’re european so they go for the double kiss and you leave them hanging awkwardly… when they’re from somewhere that does three kisses and it’S FUCKING WEIRD WHY THREE, when they’re from somewhere in i think northern south america? where they actually put their lips on your cheek and you’re left feeling gross like why did u do that that’s wet and disgusting… when they’re from somewhere where they don’t kiss at all and you go for it and they kinda jump back and it’s awkward af….the worst…

Guardians of the Galaxy Preference "How they teach you how to kiss"

(WOOOOOO OUR FAVES 😍😍😍Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)

Yondu-As you’d ask him to teach you how to properly kiss, he’d smirk and grab you to straddle his lap, setting his hands right at your waist and gripping you. He’d teasingly whisper and instruct you to close your eyes, only to pull you closer to him as his hand would find its way in your hair. He’d then kiss you slowly, growling and letting his tongue dance with yours, before ending up telling you in between breaths that in order for it to be right you just need to feel it in your heart.

Peter-As you’d ask him to teach you how to properly kiss, he’d act casual about it and would even grab to you about his great skills. He’d surprise you by suddenly pulling you close to him as you’re both standing and look you as intensely as he can in your eyes before inching closer to your lips. As he’d touch your lips and kiss you for a moment, he’d then pull away dramatically and mention how he forgot the most important part, only to play some of his most corny music to get you in the mood.

Drax-As you’d ask him to teach you how to properly kiss, he’d be caught off guard but would take the matter very seriously and nod at you. He’d grab your hand to sit you by the bed and take a few deep breaths before explaining to you slowly how it all happens and all the different kinds of kissing in details, making you laugh and have to try to get his attention back. As you’d grab onto him and cup his face, he’d catch onto your meaning and give you a proper demonstration.

Rocket-As you’d ask him to teach you how to properly kiss, he’d be nervous about it and would admit to you that even in his human form he had never done such things. He’d then ask you to give him a moment and would awkwardly run over to Peter and the others to ask them on how it should be done. As he’d get a bunch of different answers, he’d oddly keep them in mind and come back to you, only to just go with it and cup your cheeks before roughly kissing you.

Gamora-As you’d ask her to teach you how to properly kiss, she’d be stunned and would be speechless from your request. She’d then recollect herself and accept, asking you to sit right next to you. She’d feel somewhat nervous about it and would stare at you for a moment, before starting to laugh as you’d smile at her. Calming herself down, she’d surprise you by cupping your cheeks and pulling you in for a deep one.

Nebula-As you’d ask her to teach you how to properly kiss, she’d scoff and turn away completely from you, saying such signs of affection are for the weak. She’d ramble on and on and say anything she could to make you change your mind or at least get you to leave her alone. As she’d turn around and still see you, she’d sigh and repeat herself in different ways, only for it to actually encourage you to move closer to her and press a soft kiss to her.

Mantis-As you’d ask her to teach you how to properly kiss, she’d get all flustered and would admit to you that she herself had never done such things. She’d touch you to feel you and try to describe the feeling in your heart of wanting such desires and end up telling you how she is starting to feel the same for you. She’d then nervously ask you if it would be alright for you both to still give it a try, making you both slowly touch lips and discover one another.

Kraglin-As you’d ask him to teach you how to properly kiss, he’d blush but wouldn’t be able to stop himself from grinning as he’d eagerly accept your proposition. He’d be confident enough to just grab your hand and pull you to his room, even going as far as to push you down the bed. He’d then grip your wrist to pin you down, only to be speechless as you’d stare at him so lovingly, making him forget himself about the lesson and simply starting to kiss you sloppily as he had always wanted to.

Ronan-As you’d ask him to teach you how to properly kiss, he’d be shocked and wouldn’t know what to say to you properly. He’d try to dissuade you from such thinking, saying such things aren’t important for you to stay by his side, only to make you try to convince him otherwise. As you’d continue on, he’d give up and would have to bring himself to grab you and press his lips to yours, only to explain in between kisses how it should be done.

Stakar-As you’d ask him to teach you how to properly kiss, he’d chuckle and signal you to come closer and pat on his lap, hinting you where he wants you to sit. He’d then hold your waist tightly to his and ask you if you were even sure and ready for such things just to relax you for a moment. He’d then lift your chin to make you look at him before inching closer and roughly kissing you all while telling you each step of what he’s doing to you in between kisses.

The Collector-As you’d ask him to teach you how to properly kiss, he’d prepare the whole room and bed for you to be comfortable and pleased with him. He’d then kneel in front of you and would gently stroke your hair before tucking it away as he explains you in the kindest way how it works and happens. Speaking so much, he’d end up getting the urge to show you how and would press his lips to yours.

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Saving their Y/N from a Vampire/Bully

Thank you for your request, Love. Please do pardon if some of the boys are off character. My knowledge of the Mukami and Tsukinami brothers is lacking compared to my knowledge of the Sakamaki brothers. I barely know much about Kino as well (I just know the guy loves his Guava juice). With that said I hope you enjoy, Anon. - Admin

Sakamaki Brothers

Ayato Sakamaki

Originally posted by miikosakamaki

Given Ayato’s possessive nature, anyone who catches your attention or touches you drives him insane. However, because the vampire cares about you he controls his desires to physically entrap you in his arms where no one can have you. He doesn’t want to scare nor weird you out from him.

It’s another thing if someone else is touching you with the intention of causing you any harm. Tomoe, your elementary school bully was a recent exchanged student from a week ago. He has been teasing you constantly driving both you and Ayato insane.

Ayato lost it when Tomoe went too far and made you cry. The male brought something sensitive from your past. As soon as Ayato saw your tears streaming down your cheek, with the use of his super strength and speed he had him pinned up against the wall by his collar, the tips of his feet barely touching the floor. The action had you and Tomoe wearing the same wide eyed expression. 

After a couple of heart beats of silence Ayato finally speaks. “Oy, don’t you fucking /ever/ dare make Y/N cry” He bangs the guy’s back against the wall making him wince in the pain of the collusion. “Do you fucking understand? I’ll kill you. I better not see your face anywhere near her” with that Ayato lets go of his collar causing him to fall on the floor and makes haste to be back on his feet. It only takes a glare of Ayato’s piercing eyes to have Tomoe run off. The vampire releases a snort before turning to you. You were looking up at him with a troubled expression, not sure what to do. This makes Ayato ‘tsk’ and places a hand on you head petting you slightly in hope of comforting you before walking away. 

The next day, Ayato was leaning back on his chair with his foot on the desk swinging back and forth. You enter the classroom with a smile on your face upon seeing the vampire. The happy expression has Ayato swearing his dead heart spurn back to life. He was about to ask you if you are feeling better or if that guy was still messing with you. However, before he could voice out his thoughts you lean in and kiss his cheek whispering a shy “Thank you, Ayato-kun”. You quickly go to seat before the vampire could react. Ayato had a wide eyed expression for the longest time before a light hue of pink dusted his cheeks. He ‘tsks’ in embarrassment. How is he suppose to control himself now?

Laito Sakamaki 

Originally posted by lovedbybabydoll

You and Laito have an odd relationship. You two hang out often and talk a lot about all kinds of different things. One time the redhead actually kissed you and confessed his feelings for you. You didn’t take it seriously though and playfully hit his chest telling him to stop teasing you. Laito didn’t press on it nor did he argue, thinking maybe it was for the best to value what the two of you already have.

Laito’s old ‘playmate’ was going insane. She hates you. Ever since you caught the vampire’s attention he barely comes to ‘hang out’ with her anymore. Sozumi had about enough of watching the two of you together. You get a note asking you to meet at the school’s roof. You were slightly excited wondering if it was a love confession. You inform Laito that you won’t be walking home with him because of the note. The vampire seemed a little annoyed by the idea of you getting a confession and you seeming like your going to take it serious. Non the less he nods and lets you go off. Little did you know he followed you hiding in the shadows. 

When you arrive to the roof you are greeted with a group of girls spilling dirty water on your head. You gasp, you were in pure shock. Why would someone do this? why were you hated? You look up at see Sozumi’s grinning expression. “That’s what you deserve, Whore!” her and the other girls laugh in unison. You look back down closing your eyes, tears threatening to fall. The laughing suddenly stop and you feel someone warp their arms around you. You open your eyes only to see Laito glaring at the girls and with a simple “Piss off” they all run off expect for Sozumi who look furious. “Laito-kun why do you care about her?! I thought I was your favorite!” she yells making Laito roll his eyes “You were just a toy, don’t be stupid, Bitch-chan”. Sozumi screams in frustration and walks away.

A few moments of silence after Sozumi leaves you finally pull away from Laito’s arms. Hugging your own wet and dirty body. Before Laito could say anything you apologize for ruining his clothes and run off, your heart racing. 

The next day, Laito was leaning against the wall of a hall way across from your homeroom. He was worried if he had scared you or upset you in any way. As you walked and saw him you smile feeling your heart begin to swell. Before Laito could spill all his questions and worries you go on your tip toes and kiss his cheek. This leaves the vampire in a lost of words, which was a first. You giggle a bit at the sight of him blushing leaving him to go enter your class. Laito had his fingers brush his cheek smiling to himself. ‘I will definitely make you notice my true feelings, you will soon be truly mine to protect’. 

Kanato Sakamaki

Originally posted by yakumocchi

Kanato was in love with your appearance. You were the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. He wanted nothing more than to make you his doll. You two share the same literature class and have been paired up together a couple of times before. You actually enjoy being partners with Kanato, unlike the rest of your classmates. You are the only one Kanato speaks nicely to and even lets you talk and hold teddy, if you want to. The two of you always laugh together and surprising always have the best projects.

One day, a group of boys stop you from going into your class and greeting Kanato. They were flirting and asking you out on dates and you reject them as nicely as you can. However, one of them get irritated and pull you towards him roughly grinning “Why don’t you stop being so full of yourself and hang out with me hm? We’ll have so much fun”. The hold he had on your arm hurt making you wince and stutter a “N-no, please leave me alone”. Before The male could argue with you he feels a tap on his shoulder and looks down at Kanato. “Some people don’t know when to stop, right Teddy?” Yoko looks at his friends who shrug and turns his attention back to Kanato who speaks again “People like you.. honestly PISS ME OFF” with the use of his super strength he kicks Yoko’s thigh making him fall down, letting you go. Before he could fall on you Kanato pulls you safely  into his arms making you blush and your heart race. It only takes a glare and a “Unless you have a death wish I FUCKING DARE YOU TO TOUCH HER OR ME” to have the rest of the guys run off.

Kanato lets you go and your face turns a pink hue which he found cute. He places a hand on your head petting you. you then look up at him and lean in to place a soft kiss on his cheek. This leaves him blushing just as much as you are. You giggle and take his hand walking in to class to continue on your project that was assigned the day before.

Shu Sakamaki 

Originally posted by safeforworksexyanimeguys

Shu likes how you know when he wants to just enjoy the silence and when he wants to talk. He feels like you’re the only that understands him and encourage his small or big ambitions and interests. The two of always hang out together in the old music room.

One lunch break, you weren’t at the music room. Shu found this odd and even went though the trouble of looking for you. He finally finds you pinned by a lower class vampire at the side of the school. You kept trying to kick the man and yelling out for help. His fangs centimeters away from your neck. This leaves Shu furious, with the use of his speed and strength he punches the vampire’s side sending him flying to the floor. You gasp looking at Shu running to his side. He offers you a glance and sends you a comforting smile before turning his attention to the low class who stood up with red glowing eyes. All Shu needed to do to have the vampire running away was to have his own eyes glow to make him aware of his status.

The next day, you were reading a book with Shu resting his head on your lap, closing his eyes. This was a usual position the two of you found yourselves comfortable in. The happenings of yesterday replay in your head over and over again. The thought of Shu, of all people going through out his way to find and protect you made your heart swell. “Ne, Shu-kun can I tell you something?” your voice was light and gentle, another thing Shu likes about you. The blonde opens his eyes slowly and nods, siting up. You blush and lean closer to him pressing your lips on his cheek whispering a ‘Thank you’ before leaning back to study his reaction. You watch the vampire smile and release a ‘tsk’ before pulling you close to a hug. “That’s right, you troublesome women. Keep out of harm and stay by me” your eyes widen at his response, smiling you hug back “Okay, Shu-kun”.

Reiji Sakamaki

Originally posted by yakumocchi

You were raised from an upper class family. From a young age you were taught all the proper etiquettes. To Reiji you were the most ‘Lady like’ girl he has ever met. He thought of you as a living ideal princess. The two of you share the love for tea. Almost everyday you try a new flavor with him at a elegant cafe near the school during lunch.

When he went to your classroom to escort you to the care you were no where to be found. He found it odd, you would never rudely leave without notice. This left Reiji puzzled, he was genuinely worried. Then a girl ran into the classroom and grabs a hold of Reiji’s arm. Before he could brush her hand away she speaks “Reiji-kun! its terrible! Y/N is being bullied in the girl’s washroom!”. The vampire rushes toward the washrooms. At first he hesitates to enter but then hears your voice pleading someone to stop. 

Upon entering the girl’s washroom he sees you, covered in dirty water on your knees crying. One of the girls kick you and said “Snobby ass bitch, you think your better than everyone huh? you really piss me off”. Reiji jaw clench and his eyes glow “Maybe she acts that way because she is, how dare you touch her?” the girls gasp in fear of seeing Reiji’s angry expression. “I suggest you leave immediately before i punish you all personally” he pushes up his glasses glaring at them. They all run past him leaving the room with only the two of you. You hug your dirty and wet body keeping you head down, shameful that he is seeing you in this state. Reiji sighs and kneels down “Are you okay?” he ask, his tone changing into a lightly and nicely one. You nod quietly wiping away your non-stop tears. The vampire ‘tsk’ and pulls you into his arms picking you up in a bridal’s style. You tried to argue claiming you’ll ruining his uniform but he brushes off your statement. “getting you cleaned up and taken proper cared off is far more important than my uniform Y/N” he says quietly enough for only you to hear as he carries you off. 

The next day, sipping you tea quietly you kept thinking of how to thank Reiji. “how are you feeling?” The vampire asks sitting across from you. Placing the tea down you smile at him “I am much better” you stand up walking over to him only to lean down and kiss him on the cheek “all thanks to you” you finish blushing slightly. Reiji clears his throat, blushing a bit himself. “I’m glad to hear that Y/N” he looks at you smiling standing up only to take your hand and kiss the back of it.

Originally posted by itsclowreedsfault

Almost everyone fears and stays clear from Subaru at your school. You however, enjoy his company. At the beginning he would always lose his temper and yell at you to leave him alone. Now he started to develop feelings for you and like having you close by him. You guys are always found at the school’s garden. Funny enough you’ve convinced him to play hide n’ seek a couple of times before there. Obviously you never won due to his supernatural abilities, but it still was always fun. 

When he arrived to the garden you were no where to be found. Subaru worried if you got sick and went home early or got hurt. He even worried if you got bored of hanging out with him and ditched him. Before he lets the thought upset and anger him his super hearing hears you calling out for his help. 

With this super speed Subaru follows your voice. You were pinned on the ground by a low class vampire. You were crying, kicking, yelling hoping the man will let go of you. His fangs only grazed your soft skin before Subaru kicks him off you and beats him up. Punch after punch you hug Subaru from behind begging him to stop because at this rate the other was gonna die. The moment Subaru stops for you the vampire crawls away. Subaru turns and hugs your shaking body releasing a ‘tsk’ as you start to cry still shaken by what happened. 

After five minutes of him brushing you hair and hugging you finally calm down wiping your tears away. “feel better?” His voice coated with worry making you smile and your heart swell. You nod and lean closer to him to kiss his cheek whispering a “Thank you, Subaru-kun”. The vampire’ face turns red making you giggle and hug him once more.

Mukami Brothers

Ruki Mukami

Originally posted by kirei-na-jinsei

You and Ruki almost never talk. He can’t explain it but he enjoys your presence. There is something calming about it. He would normally share the same reading space as you in the library. Every once in a while the two of you chat about a novel you or him is reading. Other than that the two of you were almost complete strangers.

When he was walking though the halls to return a book he sees you in the break of tears talking with another male student. The male student was an ex of yours and he kept insulting you and calling you names. “I don’t even understand why I ever wasted my time with a piece of shit like you” he snorts kicking your leg. However before he could hit you Ruki had him pinned down on the floor.

You and your ex boyfriend had your eyes widen in shock. “If you ever hurt her again I promise you, I will introduce you to a world of pain” He glares down at the male with glowing eyes “Do you understand?”. He nods quickly in pure fear, as soon as Ruki let go of him and stood up the other run off. The vampire sighs shaking his head before walking over to you “Are you okay?” you nod quickly and run off. Your cheeks were burning pink and your heart was racing at how he went through out his way to protect you. 

The next day, you go to the library to see him sitting in his usually spot. However, he wasn’t reading instead he wore a troubled expression on his face. Ruki worried if he scared you, that you would start avoiding him. As soon as he notices you he stands up making his way to you to apologize. Before he could say anything you go on your tip toes and kiss his cheek whispering a “Thank you for protecting me Ruki-kun”. This leaves the dark haired male cheek’s turn a light hue of red. You smile and walk past him toward your usually spot. He finally smiles and follows you.

Yuma Mukami

Originally posted by animelover11117

Yuma always found school a bore. There was nothing to do. He would usually skip classes and walk around in the garden. The teacher would usually ask you to try to find him and convenience him to attend class more often. You never have any idea why Yuma seemed to only listen to you whenever you ask him to almost do anything, There are countless of times where the teacher has asked other girls or boys to get Yuma, but you are the only one he goes back to the classroom with. It eventually became your responsibility, not that you minded. You found Yuma extremely kind and he was quiet funny as well. 

On your way to the garden you were stopped by a group of girls. They always caused you trouble ever sense elementary school. You once got in a fight with Mia, their ‘leader’ because of a small misunderstanding in the past. Ever since then every once in a while she and her ‘friends’ would try to either trash your things or spread rumors. You learned to live with it and tune them out. However, this was new they almost never approached like this before. You rolls your eyes “What do you want? I’m busy” Mia snorts and glances to one of the girls who nod smiling as the rest jump on you and pin you down. You start screaming and kicking your feet as one of the girls take out a pair of scissors ready to cut your hair. 

Yuma found it weird that he hasn’t seen you come his way yet. As he made his way back inside the school he hears you scream. With the use of his super natural speed he had the girl holding the scissors pinned to the wall, causing the scissors to fall to the ground, before a single strain of hair was cut. Mia eye’s widen at the sight letting you go and runs off. The rest of the girls run off as well, except the girl Yuma had. He growls annoyed at how they all ran off letting the girl go to follow the rest. 

You quickly sit up running your fingers through your hair, making sure they didn’t do anything. Relieved to see that nothing was wrong you sigh and hug your knees looking down. Yuma was sadden by the sight of seeing you feel so small and upset. “Oy, don’t sit on the floor like that” He grabs your arm pulling you up and into his arms hugging you. The vampire starts to blush faintly when he feels your arms around him returning the gesture. “Now, take me to class, okay?” you look up at him and smile nodding. 

The next day, you were smiling almost skipping your way to the garden. When you see Yuma you go on your tip toes to kiss his cheek, before the vampire could say anything regarding the day before. Seeing his cheeks turn red makes you giggle “Thank you for saving me Yuma-kun”. Yuma releases a ‘tsk’ and walks past you to class. You giggle once more following him.

Kou Mukami

Originally posted by mochi

Kou first saw you in an old music room singing one of his songs perfectly. You seem so entrancing closing your eyes portraying the feeling of each lyric perfectly. You always enjoyed being alone. It was nice to have a place to collect your thoughts and sing with no one seeing or listening. When you finished the song Kou enters the room clapping. “That was amazing, what’s you name?” you jump slightly taking a small step back as he made his way to you looking down blushing “Y/N”. Kou chuckles slightly and cups your cheeks to have you look up at him “I didn’t know I had such a pretty and talented fan” he coos. You clear your throat brushing his hand away taking another step back before going to grab your bag. “Sorry, I have to head to class now” you almost run out of the room. 

for the past week you would get a rose placed on your desk everyday. You were also always greeted by him in the music room. it was exhausting, not that you disliked Kou. You adore Kou, he is your idol! However, his up-beat personality and him being so close to you tires you out. You eventually started to enjoy his company and the two of you become quite close. 

One day, you didn’t come to the music room and Kou found it strange. When he went out to find you he hears your whimpering in the distance. Following the sound he find you in tears because two of this fans were pulling of your hair and kicking you. “That’s what you get! what’s so amazing about you to catch our Kou’s attention?!” Kou get furious from the slight. Slapping the girl’s hand away from you, pulling you into his arms. “Kou?” the two girls say in unison with wide eyes. The vampire glares at them “I am truly disappoint in you two. Leave before I really get angry” the two girls look at each other and run off. You are a blushing mess by the time Kou pulls away from you brushing your tears away and you hair in attempts of fixing it “Are you okay Y/N?”. You brush his hand away “I’m fine” you then run off to your next class before Kou could say anything else. 

The next day, when you open the door you see a rather troubled looking Kou. The vampire was pacing back and forth thinking of way to apologize for his fans’ behavior. “oh! Y/N I am so sorr-” he was cut off by you walking over to him and pulling onto his collar shirt to kiss his cheek. Turning red you stutter out a “T-thank you for saving me K-kou-kun”. The blonde goes wide eye before bursting into a laughing fit before pulling you in a hug. “Oh thank god, I thought you hated me because of what happened yesterday” you blink in confusion “I would never hate you Kou-kun” he smiles “good you aren’t allowed to, after all you are my precious fan” “e-eh?”. 

Azusa Mukami

Originally posted by unicornsihri

You never noticed Azusa. He was always very reserved and quiet. The first time you ever had a conversation with him is when you were in need of help solving a question. You simply thought of him as someone that is simply kind. The vampire on the other hand found you pretty. He would often day dream of you beautiful you would look covered in blood from his cuts. 

A friend of yours and yourself got into a heated fight. A spread rumor went loose that you hated her and was just messing with her. This being untrue has left you in a rather stressful situation. As Miku was about to slap your face you feel someone suddenly shield you. You and your friend’s eyes widen seeing that Azusa was the one who got hit instead of you. Miku was quick to apologize making Azusa smile a bit. He places a hand on your head looking at Miku. “Y/N wouldn’t do such a thing. She is your friend because she genuinely likes you” he explains, his voice soft, low. and gentle. 

Thanks to him the two of you make-up and hug. The next day, you try to look for him. Azusa was sitting outside on the grass looking up at the night sky. Smiling you sit next to him. Before he could greet you properly you lean in and kiss his cheek. “Thank you, for yesterday Azusa-kun” you whisper sweetly. Your heart swell upon seeing him blush as you stood up and walked off embarrassed. Azusa places a hand on his cheek. Resisting you was going to be an even harder task.

Tsukinami Brothers

Carla Tsukinami 

Carla never took or showed interest in anyone. He found it a waste of time. Believing to be too busy to even give a possible lover his time. However upon seeing and meeting you his beliefs changed. He adored your intelligence and determination. You shined brightly in his eyes. 

This classmate of yours has been harassing you non-stop for the past week. At the start it did not seem as bad. You simply ignored and tuned him out. However, today that was a hard task to do. He had you pinned up at the wall smirking down at your frighten expression. “Why don’t you just go out with me? I’ll treat you like a princess” he smiles creepily making you shiver. closing your eyes in fear that he’ll do anything you hear someone speak. “Honestly, even a blind man can see that she isn’t interested. Stop being a bitch, take the rejection, and leave her alone” he growled at the end. Opening your eyes to see that you were no longer trapped. The boy, was on the floor with pained expression. Turns out with a simply push Carla has set him flying. 

Carla then turned his focus to you. You looked dumbfounded as you stared into his eyes, completely entranced by them. “Are you okay?” he asks in a soft and gentle tone. You blush and look down nodding, unable to stare at him anymore. ‘How can a boy look so pretty?’ you wondered. As your cheeks begin to heat up you bow slightly before running off. 

The next day, upon entering class you noticed that you and Carla were the first ones to arrive. You smile on your luck and begin to make your way to him. Before he could say anything you lean into him, on your tip toes and press a kiss on his cheek. A faint whisper of thank you is said before you quickly go off to greet your friends. This leaves Carla in a shocked state for a while. You certainly made him think differently about the concept of liking someone. 

Shin Tsukinami

You and Shin are quite close. The two of you have been friends for a while now. He started to develop feeling toward you because of your gentle attitude. You always manged to clam him down whenever he seem to get all worked up about small things. It was also because you knew what he was and accepted him calming that you don’t think any differently about him. 

Walking down the hall humming to yourself as you made your way to your next class. It was biology, a class you and Shin shared. Often the two of you would do homework and assignment together. However, you were stopped by a menacing looking monster. Your eyes widen and you tried to run off. Before you could thought he had you pinned down to the ground. Screaming and kicking you hoped to catch anyone’s attention. To you luck, Shin always had his familiars near by to watch over you while he isn’t there. As the vampire lowered, about to break your skin to drink you see one of his dogs push him off you biting his shoulder. The vampire howls in pain running off. You smile as the dog approaches you, hugging him.

After petting the dog and thanking it you turn to see a running Shin. He rushes to your side. “Are you okay? he didn’t hurt you did he? I swear if he did Ill kill the bastard myself!” you notice him starting to get really angry making you take a hold of his hand shaking your head. “I’m fine now, lets head to class alright?” he releases a ‘tsk’ letting you drag him to class. 

The next day, as Shin was working on the assignment that was given to do in class you stared at him smiling. He looks up at you giving you a questioning look. Leaning in closer you kiss his cheek “Thanks for always protecting me” you say sweetly. This makes him turn red and you laugh.



Originally posted by diabolik--love

You hated Kino at the start. All he ever thought about as himself. He almost seemed in love with himself. Always processing this high and mighty attitude. His ego being up way too high for his own good. This was true, for the most part. Kino always thought himself as too good for anyone. He started to think differently about you. You being the first to person to ever continuous argue against him. He found your brave like attitude interesting. 

A group of girls who adored Kino hated you. The way you always scold him as you please made their blood boil. You wince as two of them pin you against the walk as one punches and kicks you. “Serves you right! just who do you think you are? running your mouth at Kino all the time!” One girl exclaims. You shut your eyes close wincing in pain. After resisting for a couple of minutes, keeping in your voice you finally release a whimper. All of a sudden the abuse stops as Kino approaches the group fuming “Move aside, don’t you dare touch or hurt her again you low class bitches” the girls gasp in unison. You open your eyes only to see that you were pulled into his arms. Your eyes widen as they run off leaving you two alone. “Are you okay?” he asks gently brushing his thumb against your cheek. This causes you to blush, clearly your throat you pull away. “I’m fine” You rub the back your head sighing before walking off to go to the nurse’s office before he could say anything else.

The next day,you see Kino being surrounded by everyone as usual. You glare at him and approach him. Everyone watches you expecting you ramble on as usually at him. However you continue to go closer grabbing him by the collar you yank him down slightly and kiss his cheek. “Thank you, Kino-Kun” you say in a hushed tone, everyone was shocked including Kino. As you walked away he places a hand on his cheek. He then began to smirk. You really are interesting. 

anonymous asked:

So...Can we please have a demisexual Maggie who's never been close enough to any of her girlfriends to develop sexual feelings for them but she's actually opening up with Alex and stuff and eventually realizes that she's actually reached that point for the first time in her life which leads to her and Alex sleeping together for the first time and it's all super emotional and shit. (My grandmother told me she wants me to see a therapist so I can "get over" being demi and I kinda need validation.)

She doesn’t panic when it’s just kissing.

Kissing is nice.

And kissing Alex Danvers is spectacular.

So she doesn’t panic when it’s just kissing.

She loves when it’s just kissing.

And Alex is aggressive in the way she starts things, the way she pulls Maggie into her body – at the bar, in her living room – and puts her lips on hers, but Alex always freezes, like she doesn’t quite know what to do next, like she’s on overload.

Like maybe, she’s like Maggie. Like maybe, she doesn’t know Maggie well enough yet to want to do anything more with her.

Anything more sexually, that is. Because god, does Maggie want to do everything else with Alex.

Late night pizza and Netflix, rainy morning yoga, kissing and cuddling until they fall asleep, shooting pool until Maggie finally can win, movies and books and science and the job.

Saving the world.


Maggie wants all of it, and apparently – to her perpetual disbelief, because how could someone so powerful, so gorgeous, want her? – Alex wants all that with her, too.

And it’s gradual.

It’s gradual, the way Maggie starts wanting different kinds of intimacy. With Alex.

Gradual, the way she realizes that she’s kissing her deeper, that her hands are slipping under Alex’s shirt, that Alex’s body is arching in response to her touch and her own body catches fire at the sound of Alex’s soft moans.

That she’s breathing her own moans into Alex’s parted lips.

And that’s when Maggie panics.

Because Alex is going to leave.

Maggie’s sure of it.

Because Alex has been teasing – a lot – about how inexperienced she is, about how much experience Maggie must have, how Maggie should feel free to give her kissing tips, touching tips, ladies-loving-ladies flash cards, whenever she wants.

But Alex has slept with men. Not that she loved it, or even liked it.

But Maggie? Maggie hasn’t slept with anyone.

She’s never… wanted to. She’s never felt close enough to anyone, never known someone enough to feel for someone else what she does to herself with her own hands, alone, when she needs to cum before falling asleep.

She’s never wanted to, not with anyone else, but with Alex?

God, with Alex, she’s starting to… to want everything.

But when Alex finds out? That Maggie’s just as inexperienced as Alex is, in some ways moreso, that she’ll probably be an emotional mess – not to mention a physical one – if they keep going in this direction, if they keep taking off each other’s shirts and touching each other over bras and panting at grinding their thighs between each other’s legs?

She’ll leave for sure.

Right? Because everyone leaves. Because Maggie drives everyone away.

“Whoa, whoa, hey, you alright? Did I hurt you?” Alex is asking, jolting her out of their kiss, her thoughts, her terrors, her fears. And, apparently, her shaking.

Alex’s eyes are wide, concerned, and Maggie knows, knows, that even though Alex is amazing, she’s going to think Maggie’s broken. Going to think Maggie needs to get over it. Going to think Maggie’s weird and unworthy and too much, and she should have her coming out affair with someone who can have sex with whomever, whenever.

“I want you,” Maggie chokes out in a whisper, and it’s the first time she’s ever said it to anyone, because getting herself off at night is one thing, but sleeping with another person is completely, completely another.

They’re the scariest three words she’s ever said, and Alex? Alex just smiles, strokes her hair, kisses her forehead.

“You have me,” she tells her, her voice at once a reassurance and a question.

Reassurance because she’s there, she’s there, she’s not going anywhere; a question because yes, yes, she wants her too, but why is that making her this scared?

“I want to have sex with you,” Maggie clarifies, tears in her eyes and her body on fire and her lungs barely working, and Alex’s breath hitches.

“Yeah? Good, because I um… I’ve been thinking about it. Wanting it. A lot. And I’ve been… researching a little, and I… I want to have sex with you, too. I… if you want. I mean, I know I’ve never done this with a woman, but – ”

“I’ve never done it at all.”

There’s silence and Maggie braces herself for goodbye, braces herself for laughter, braces herself for mockery and judgment and all the things that part of her brain, her heart – the parts that have let herself fall in love with Alex Danvers, the parts that have let herself want Alex Danvers – know Alex would never do. But she’s terrified, anyway.

Alex just cocks her head and squints and freezes slightly, but she blinks and she swallows and when she speaks, her voice is soft and her lips are twitching up into the same supportive smile Maggie wore when Alex stumbled her way out of the closet.

“God, you must think I’m such a jerk.”

Maggie blinks. If she was expecting any reaction, it wasn’t that. “What?”

“I’ve been teasing you this whole time about being so experienced, and I… I’m sorry, that must have made you so uncomfortable, I didn’t… I just assumed. I shouldn’t have. Maggie, I’m so sorry. But… can I ask you something?”

Maggie nods because something in her throat might be broken.

“Do you really want me, or do you just… are you just trying to give me something you think I want? And I mean I do. Want it. Want you. But only if you do.”

“No, I… I want… I want you. Alex. I… I’ve never… I don’t get attracted to people. Sexually. If I don’t… know them, if I don’t feel a certain way for them, I…”

She stammers off, because what kind of loser tells someone they love them before sleeping with them? How pathetic can she get?

But Alex’s eyes are light, are happiness, are reciprocal, and Alex’s touch is gentle, and Alex’s lips press against her own so slightly, so carefully, it’s like they’ve never kissed before but she wants to for the rest of her life.

“So you’re saying you like me? Enough to want me.”

“Danvers – ”

“Cause that works perfectly for me. Because I like you, too, Maggie Sawyer. Enough to want you.” Her eyes drag down Maggie’s body, slow and steady and hungry, but also… reverent, somehow. Maggie’s heart contorts into fireworks. “All of you.”

Maggie forgets what breathing is, and her heart’s never raced like this before, but Alex’s hands are warm and comforting on her cheeks, and god, does she want those hands all over her body.

“So take me. All of me.”

Alex grins like it’s Christmas morning – or maybe Chanukah, Maggie’s not sure what the equivalent would be, and makes a mental note to ask her later – and then all thought exhales out of Maggie’s body because Alex is up and Alex is tugging her up, too, and Alex is carrying her to bed, all the while kissing her, kissing her, kissing her like she’s oxygen, and she is, god, she is.

“Alex,” Maggie breathes as Alex lays her down, careful to put a pillow under her head, careful to not put all her weight on top of her, and Alex stops immediately, concern back in her eyes.

“Too much? I’m sorry, we can stop, or slow down, I’m sorry, I just… I’ve been wanting to do this,” she husks, her eyes again raking down Maggie’s body, like they did after she first kissed her in the bar, and the path of her eyes ignites heat in Maggie’s core that no one’s ever made her feel before and no, no, no, it’s not too fast.

Because it’s not fast enough.

“Kiss me,” she begs, and Alex grins again, and Alex complies, and Maggie shifts so her thigh is between Alex’s legs, and Alex tosses her head back and she moans and she looks down into Maggie’s eyes like she’s the entire universe, because she is.

“You are so beautiful,” she says, and one of her hands traces up Maggie’s shirt. “I want… I want to feel your skin. On mine.”

Maggie nods and Alex slips off her, shucking off her own shirt and watching as Maggie does the same, watching as Maggie arches her hips off the bed and tugs down her jeans as Alex kneels and mirrors the action.

“Wait,” Maggie asks as Alex reaches for her own bra clasp, eyes still on Maggie’s. “May I?”

“Yeah.” Alex voice is ragged and wrecked and Maggie imagines hers sounds about the same.

She gasps softly when Alex’s bra slips down her shoulders, and Alex bites her lip.

“Don’t be nervous, you… you’re perfect, Alex. You are so fucking gorgeous.”

“Can I?” is all Alex says in response, nodding at Maggie’s chest, and it’s Maggie’s turn to bite her own lip, because her heart is slamming so damn hard but she nods because yes, yes, yes, please.

Alex smirks when she unhooks Maggie’s bra in one try, and Maggie scowls but gives a laugh that turns into an excited gasp when Alex leans back down on top of her, both now wearing nothing but their underwear, Maggie in boxers, Alex in boyshorts.

The difference in the heat between their legs without their jeans; the difference between being shirtless and topless; the difference between being nearly naked and mostly clothed, makes both of them freeze, makes both of them stare, makes both of them shake.

“I love you,” Maggie breathes at the same moment that Alex says the same, and Alex drops her forehead to Maggie’s as they both giggle, as they both exhale in shaky relief, as tears prick both of their eyes.

“May I… I want to make love to you, Alex.”

“Yeah, same.”

“Good then.”

They have to stop every few moments, every few touches, to catch their breath. To avoid hyperventilating with excitement, with nerves, with new sensations, with overwhelming need. And each time they do, they kiss; each time they do, they stare into each other’s eyes; each time they do, they ask if the other needs to stop;  each time they do, they giggle slightly with relief, with shared nerves, shared excitement, shared exhilaration; each time they do, they press their foreheads together and breathe. Just breathe.

When their need to have skin on skin outweighs their fears, outweighs their nerves, so that they’re completely naked, Alex freezes, and Maggie freezes, and Alex holds most of her weight up on her left arm while interlacing her right hand through Maggie’s fingers.

“All good?”

“This feels perfect. You?”

“I want you so bad.”

“So do something about it instead of talking about it, Danvers.”

They both giggle at that, but Alex swallows their soft laughter in the ferocity of her next kiss, her eagerness to live up to Maggie’s teasing challenge.

Her teeth graze Maggie’s throat, her tongue traces her collarbone, her lips claim one of her nipples. Maggie screams and Alex pauses, and a tear streams down Maggie’s cheek and Alex crawls up to kiss it, to kiss her, before Maggie shakes her head and pushes her head back down.

“Please don’t get all soft on me now, Danvers,” she teases, and Alex grins wickedly instead of pointing out that Maggie’s crying – it would be a useless argument, because she’s got tears in her own eyes, too – and she occupies herself again with Maggie’s breasts, knowing that yep, yep, yep, she’s definitely gay, and she’s definitely gone completely soft on this woman.

She slips one of her thighs between Maggie’s legs tentatively, and when Maggie lets out a gasp that’s more of a scream, she freezes again, but Maggie just raises one of her own legs so Alex has pressure between hers, too. And it’s Alex’s turn to gasp, to scream, and they keep their eyes locked as Maggie arches her hips up, as Alex arches her hips down, each riding the other’s thigh slow, soft, frictionless.

Frictionless, because, “Damn Danvers, you’re so wet,” and “Never for anyone but you, Sawyer,” and “Same, Alex. Same.”

They arch their hips harder, faster, both of Alex’s hands now holding Maggie’s down against the mattress, fingers interlaced, Maggie nodding constantly to let Alex know yes, yes, yes, and when the muscles in Alex’s back tense with her orgasm, she screams Maggie’s name and her eyes squeeze shut and that image, that sound, that feeling of how wet Alex is all over Maggie’s thigh, that feeling of Alex’s body hot and sweating and firm on top of her, of Alex’s leg between hers, giving her all the pressure in all the right places, sends Maggie over her own edge, with Alex’s name on her own lips, but softly, softly, softly, sending up a perfect harmony with Alex’s louder screams.

“Maggie,” Alex whispers as they both come back down, as she untangles their fingers and lifts her body to make sure she doesn’t collapse her entire weight onto Maggie’s, resting her forehead on Maggie’s collarbone, breathing, breathing, breathing.

“Was that okay?” she asks, and it’s tears, not just sweat, on Maggie’s face.

And, she realizes with a start, on her own, too.

“More than okay, Danvers. You?”

“Yeah. Definitely yeah. Uh… was that something you’d… wanna do again?”

“With you, Alex? Definitely yeah.”

Kissing Chris Beck

Pairing: College AU!Chris Beck x Reader 

Word Count: 1300
Warning: Mostly fluff, a bit angst and mentions of sex, but nothing too serious

REQUESTED by @carbonbasedstudies 
Ooh can you do a Chris beck x reader of different kinds of kisses? i.e early morning, goodbye peck, etc? Thx 

A/N: I hope you will enjoy it and it turned to be something you were asking for :)

If there is something grammatically very incorrect please let me know! I hope you will like it! Maybe I take some short request from now. 

Originally posted by rogerses

You were staring at Chirs’ lips for a while, pressing yours together. You didn’t even have to touch them to know how full and soft they were. Chris was still sleeping next to you, breathing even, his face calm and relaxed. You lift your hand to caress his cheeks and slid your fingers into the soft, deep brown hair. He sighed and moaned before tightening the grip around your waist to pull you even closer.

‘Good morning, sweetheart!’ You whispered before pressing your lips to his forehead. He hummed and smiled, droving his fingers into your hair and onto the back of your head. He pulled you down to his lips, kissing you slowly, half asleep. You sighed into his soft lips, smiling into the kiss. His lips were gently caressing yours, enjoying the calm, lovely feeling of a lazy Sunday morning. He was happy.

‘How did you sleep, sunshine?’ He mumbled and turned you on your back just to press his lips against yours once again. You loved kissing him, it was so different every time, and you could never get enough.

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Weeks - Andre Burakovsky

words: 985

As you sat in the WAGs suite you began to worry. All you saw was Andre blocking a shot and then writhing in pain on the bench. Then, he got up and walked towards the locker rooms. You were hoping he would be fine and that it was just a precaution to sit him out for the rest of the period. However, when he didn’t return after intermission, you began to worry.

Heading down to the locker room you hoped it was nothing too serious, but when you entered the room and saw him still sitting there, his hand was completely bruised with shades of purple and blue. He didn’t notice you at first, a group of medics still standing around him, asking him to rate the pain. Finally, after what felt like forever, they all looked up and saw you standing there.

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All I Want

(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 2 843
warning : contains smut
summary : Kai stalks Reader who is super annoyed because Kai never stops talking , dropping hints about him being in love with her and one day Reader finds Kai sleeping in her bed …
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“You again?” she asked , not a hint of surprise in her voice , looking at the young heretic pushing away a guy off his seat so he can seat next to her on the bar.
The past few weeks Kai had been turning up everywhere around her. It’s like he was following her , though it wasn’t him stalking her that bothered her… it was the fact he literally never stopped talking. It was somehow both super annoying and cute at the same time.
“Awh , don’t sound so disappointed sweetheart.” Kai said motioning for the bartender at the Whitmore bar , ordering a drink. “You may deny it but I know you like it when I’m around. I’ve been meaning to ask you - are you on twitter ? I tried to find you a few times but no results came out. You should follow me - Cobrakai1972.” He said smiling , taking a sip from his club soda.
Y/N turned towards him , her drink still in her hand.“No , social media is not my thing.” she said. “Why do you keep following me ? There must be something much more entertaining for you to do.”
“Maybe…” he said , a devilish spark in his eyes, “ but I like following you. You are fun and I love the sound of your voice. Plus no one else would talk to me , they just all get up and leave when they see me coming.” Kai’s eyes were glued on her , following her every move. “Hey , did you know they made Baywatch into a movie ? I don’t think it will beat the original but it sounds like fun. We should go see it , what do you say ? Just you and me at the movies , alone ..” he trailed off.
Y/N was taking a sip when he said that last bit and nearly choked from the surprise. She had expected him to say anything else but this.
“Y-you mean like a date?” she asked.
“Just two people …seeing a movie together..” he said nervously. “It could be a date , d-do you want it to be a date? Sorry , I’m nervous ..  and you’re like really pretty.” Kai said smiling.
Kai Parker nervous. Wwoow .. she thought.
“Look , Kai … ” she started, “you seem like a fun guy and everything but  I am just not interested into you in that way…and even if I was - it’s exam season which means free time is sort of hard to find.”
‘Ouch’ he mouthed. “Is it because I talk too much ? I can shut up , yeah I can totally  do that. Would you change your mind if I do ?” he said with a hopeful expression.
“Why is this so important to you?” she asked curious.
“Maybe I am in love with you.” he said , his eyes on hers , looking at the shocked expression she got at his words. He snorted. “I’m kidding , don’t look so shocked. I’m not burdened by pointless emotions like love.” he said. “I just want to spend time with you , get to know you , that’s all. Is it that weird ?” he asked.
Y/N smiled at him , glancing at the clock on the wall behind him noticing the time. “Oh God…I’m gonna be late! ”
She got up grabbed her bag and jacket running towards the door then stopped suddenly. It was rude leaving without saying goodbye , even if Kai was annoying the hell out of her lately. Y/N turned around towards Kai who looked surprised she had turned back.
“See you around…” she said and ran out leaving Kai starring after her.

The next few days were crazier that ever. Kai was still following her around , talking more than ever and dropping comments that got her thinking he might actually be in love with her or something but it seemed impossible. He was probably just bored or something …
In about a week later , all her exams were finally over. She had had the last one that day and was beyond excited about her freedom in the next few weeks. The sun had already set when she got home , tossing her bag on the couch along with her jacket. Y/N opened the fridge and poured herself a glass with orange juice and headed towards her room , walking in and grabbing her pj’s (a long slightly baggy t-shirt) , getting changed quickly before going to the bathroom. When she came back to her room and headed towards her bed she saw him , Malachai Parker , curled up on her bed sleeping. Had he been there before ? It was possible considering she hadn’t turned on the lights… She took a few steps towards him , turning on her nightstand lamp. He was wearing all black , his eyes were closed and he was mumbling something in his sleep. At first she couldn’t understand what he was saying , but then the words got clearer. Kai was saying her name , over and over with moments of silence in between. Y/N sat on the bed next to him , unable to take her eyes off him. Something inside her shifted and she ran her fingers through his hair , gently stroking his cheek afterwards.
“Damn..” she whispered smiling to herself. Kai was beyond hot , there was no denying it yet somehow it had escaped her all this time. Her heart fluttered at the thought of kissing his lips and being in his arms. She reached out , her fingers gently touching his lips trying hard not to wake him up.
A moment later she got up startled. What was she doing ? This can’t happen. she thought and started to turn away to go downstairs and sleep on the couch when suddenly he grabbed her wrist , spinning her around and tossing her onto the bed in a second. Y/N tried to catch her breath unsure what had just happened. A moment go he had been asleep and now he was towering over her , his knee placed right between her legs and her wrists pinned somewhere over her head.
“I knew you liked me.” Kai said smiling , stroking her cheek with his fingers, his lips almost touching hers. “Aren’t you going to deny it ?”
Like he doesn’t already know. she thought. Kai could hear her heartbeat , notice the slightest  chance in her breathing… What would be the point in denying anything?
Y/N lifted her head enough for their lips to meet. He was a little surprised for a split second before returning the kiss , kissing her passionately as if trying to tell her all the things he couldn’t. Kai’s touch awoke something in her and in that moment she knew that spark between them won’t be going away…
“I don’t know what you are talking about.” she said out of breath , a small smile showed on his face.
“Your actions say otherwise sweetheart.” he said , the corners of his mouth twitching.
Kai was leaning over her way too close making her lose focus completely , his touch felt like fire. Her heart beating so fast as if trying to leap out of her chest.
His eyes are so blue. she thought to herself.
Y/N tried to wiggle her wrists free but Kai wouldn’t let her , the only way she could move was down. She slided a couple of centimeters lower towards his knee , grinding her hips against it.
“Naughty girl…” he said smiling , lifting up her long tshirt she used as pj’s. His fingertips trailing circles on her thighs on their way up stopping for a moment to trace her entrance through her panties. Kai gave her a devilish smile , finding out she was already starting to get wet considering he had barely touched her. She bit her lip grinding herself onto his fingers , moaning softly. His hand slided even higher , never stopping to touch her skin sending shivers through her body , cupping her breasts squeezing them. His eyes locked on hers the entire time. He couldn’t believe she was letting him touch her like that after spending so much time pushing him away , let alone that she was grinding against his hip while he was deciding what he wanted to do to her.
“K-Kai ..” she moaned while trying to get up. She wanted him to kiss her , to free her hands so she could pull him closer and feel the weight of his body on top of her. Kai let go of her wrists for a split second pulling her shirt off her and Y/N took the advantage , reaching for his face and pulling him into a kiss.
“How haven’t I seen it before ?” she whispered , her fingers tracing patterns on his face , his eyes closed enjoying her touch. Purple - black veins showing under them , a sight of his vampirerism, for a few seconds. “So hot.” she said , her voice barely a whisper.
Kai opened his eyes finding her smiling at him. He kissed her deeply , a different kind of hunger showing. He wanted her more than ever before. His lips leaving sloppy wet kisses down her jaw line , moving towards her neck and down to her stomach stopping only to  suck on her nipples. He kissed his way to to her stomach , his fingers tugging on her panties slowly pulling them off. Kai stopped for a moment taking in the sight in front of him , a devilish smirk on his face.
His lips placing soft kisses on her thighs , pushing her legs sliding his fingers over her clit feeling how wet she was.  Kai placed his hands on her thighs before burying his face into her pussy.
Her hands gripping the sheets as Kai was eating her up , humming into her clit while swirling his tongue around it , nibbling on it for a moment. Y/N let out a louder moan.
“Oh baby girl , I’m just getting started…” he said , pushing two fingers in curling them around slowly feeling every inch ,before pulling them out and in again repeating over and over speeding up the rhythm every time making her moan louder.
It wasn’t enough for him to play inside her with two fingers and he pushed in another , thrusting them in and out while his thumb played with her clit. She gripped the sheets tighter , arching her back feeling her orgasm approaching. He was close to pushing her over the edge , feeling her walls contracting around his fingers.
Y/N curled her toes , arching her back more with every passing second until Kai pushed her over the edge.
“Kai fuck…” her moan nearly turning into a scream as he kept thrusting in and out curling his fingers unable to take his eyes off her.
It seemed like a dream , her being there falling apart under his touch … He had dreamed about this moment , the moment she’ll be his , screaming his name coming undone because of him. Their eyes met and he saw hunger in her eyes. Y/N’s hands reached for him , gripping on his shirt pulling him up towards her , her fingers brushing through his hair as she pulled him into a demanding kiss. Kai pressed his body onto hers , his crotch grinding against her clit , moaning into her mouth. He wanted to see her come undone under his touch again.
Y/N caught him off guard for a second and rolled over on top of him , her hand resting on his chest for a few moments feeling his heartbeat before leaning in to kiss him. His eyes had turned black with lust , his hand on the back of her neck pulling her lips closer to his.
“I want you.” Kai whispered , his fingers tracing all the way down her spine towards her waist , holding onto it helping her grind against him. He could hear her heartbeat getting faster and her breathing turning shallow. He groaned , his hands on her hips making her go faster.
“Slow down.” she let out a small giggle pushing herself  slightly off him. Her hands tugging on his shirt , pulling it up and a few seconds later with his help his shirt was off him. Y/N leaned over him , her hands exploring every inch of his chest , leaving kisses on the way down  where a huge bulge had formed never taking her eyes off him… Swiftly her fingers unbottoned his jeans , sliding the zipper down never taking her eyes off his , a small smile on her face. She pulled down his jeans , her hands cupping his hard lenght through his briefs , drawing circles with her fingers listening to his breathing getting heavier.  Y/N could tell Kai was getting inpatient , however she enjoyed driving him crazy more than she thought possible.  Carefully she pulled his briefs down , her eyes widening a little at the sight in front of her. She bit her lip before wrapping her hand around his hard lenght , giving him a few strokes before licking a stripe from bottom to the top , her tongue swirling and licking the tip earning a groan from him repeating her actions again and again…
Kai was starting to lose it , every touch, every kiss was only making him want her more and more ,he hadn’t thought that was possible. He watched her swing her leg over his waist , lowering herself onto his lap , teasing herself and him rubbing the tip of his hard lenght against her clit. Her hair was a beautiful mess , his hand reached towards her face pushing her hair back from her eyes wanting to see her eyes. His fingers tracing her jaw line , down her neck onto her breasts down her stomach feeling her shiver under his touch. Kai growled , placing his hands on her ass giving it a squeeze then going up her waist before pushing her hips down to meet his without warning making her scream out loud.
“Fuck… ”
Feeling Kai’s hard lenght inside her felt more amazing than she had anticipated. He was stretching her out , their hips meeting halfway. Her fingers played with her clit , her eyes catching glimpses of him unable to tear his eyes away from her. Kai pulled her down for a kiss , her hips pushing down as his pushed up , his member going as deep as possible hitting all the right spots.
“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.” he said out of breath , Y/N beamed at him leaning in to kiss him again , biting his lower lip for a second.
Kai rolled over  , never breaking the kiss holding her hands over her head as he thrusted in and out of her , listening to her moans getting louder.
He lifted her right leg over his shoulder , giving a few heavy thrusts feeling her walls clench around his lenght as she was being driven closer to the edge.
“K-Kai … fuck.” she moaned , his hand wrapping around her neck holding her in place as his hips jolted forward again , his member going deeper inside her. Y/N wrapped her hands around his wrist for support. His thrusts were getting sloppier , a low growl escaping deep from his throat as purple - black veins flickered under his eyes for a few seconds.
“F-faster K-Kaii …”
Y/N couldn’t look away from him. The sight of his vampirism showing turned her on even more , she could feel her orgasm aporoaching faster with every thrust. She contracted her walls around him , earning a low growl.
“Do that again…” he said between heavy breaths , and she did not once but twice. Kai closed his eyes for a moment , his mouth semi open letting a barely audible gasp , his lenght pumping in and out of her faster.  "Fuckk “ he groaned , his hot cum coming out in spurts inside her ,giving a few more thrust pushing her to reach her orgasm.
Kai looked at her trashing and shaking under him , her hands gripping the sheets  , screaming his name as she fell apart under him.
Most beautiful sight … he thought , before leaning in to kiss her , intertwining their fingers holding her hands over her head.
“You know , you look even more beautiful falling apart under me like that…” he whispered, his body collapsing on hers. Kai didn’t need to listen to her heartbeat to know her heart is trying to leap out of her chest hearing his words , he could feel it. A moment later he rolled off her , laying on the bed his hand behind his head and the other wrapped around Y/N who had snuggled closer to him , her leg swinging over him ..
“So um … how about that movie date?” he asked trying to catch his breath.
Y/N laughed. “I’d love to.” she said resting her head on his bare chest.
His hand stroking her hair , his lips placing a gentle kiss on her head. “What if I want to take you out for dinner first ? W-would you - ”
Y/N pulled herself up enough to shut him up with a kiss , her hand gently brushing his cheek , his eyes glowing. “Like I said - I’d love to.” she said smiling.
Kai pulled over the sheets covering them , pulling her closer together listening to her heart beat until they both fell asleep.


MASTERLIST March / April 2017



“You won’t be stealing no kisses from a princess.”

How Can I Say No To This?

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader
Plot: Jasmine enlisted you as her understudy in the play. It turns out she has the flu and can’t show up for a few weeks. You get a little insecure about playing Maria, and Phillipa decides to give you a little push.
Warnings: SMUT, fluff, unprotected sex, some swearing, my awful attempts of humor
Words: probably too many

You sat at the vanity table in your dressing room with your earbuds in and fidgeting with your hair. You almost pulled an entire chunk of it out on accident, just from your nerves alone. You had to play Maria Reynolds. A very sensual character and someone who you’d never willingly sign up for the part of. It just wasn’t you. But you promised Jasmine you would do it, and you wanted her to like you. A sudden knock clanging at the door shook you out of your thoughts.
“C-Come in!” you said, pulling out your earbuds. Phillipa waved happily at you, then walked inside and sat next to you.
“Hey, (y/n). Are you almost ready?”
You looked at her with all the pain in your eyes you could muster. Judging by her reaction, she got the message. She softly winced and gently placed her hand on your shoulder.
“Oh, honey, what’s wrong?”
“I just don’t think I can fit the part of Maria Reynolds. She’s way too sexy for me,” you said, trying to keep your voice as steady as possible.
Phillipa clucked her tongue while shaking her head softly. The genuine concern in her eyes was almost making you feel guilty about being insecure. “Aw.” She smiled her usual cheery smile at you. “That’s nothing to be worried about, love. You are perfectly beautiful just being you. And I bet Lin thinks so as well,” she added, softly poking you on the nose.
You blushed. Phillipa was the only one you trusted enough to tell your feelings for Lin. “You’re just saying that to tease me.”
She held her hands up in mock surrender. “Maybe,” she said, giggling. “But seriously, don’t think I haven’t seen the way he looks at you. He loves you, too. I can tell.” Phillipa winked as she said this. You were incredibly doubtful.
“What’s that look for, (y/n)? You’re not still doubting yourself, are you?”
Phillipa sighed. “Honey, what’s it gonna take for you to realize you’re perfect?” She sounded as if she was also asking herself this question as well as you. She frowned for a moment, then instantly perked back up again, triumphantly twirling her pointer finger in the air. “I got it!”
You quirked an eyebrow skeptically. “Got what?”
“I know how to convince you that Lin is in love with you!” Phillipa squealed and clapped her hands very excitedly, like a seal on adderall. She shot up from her seat and grabbed your wrist. She pulled you up out of your chair and clasped both of her hands in yours. “When Jasmine was first performing this song with Lin, she ad-libbed some movements to make it feel like she was actually seducing him. After the show, she taught me and Renée the moves. I’m not sure why, but I’m glad she did, because now I get to share them with you! So, what do you say?”
You were still a little skeptical, but Phillipa seemed so excited for you that it was hard to not be at least a tiny bit hyped up yourself. “And you’re sure that this will make sure Lin confesses to me..?”
Phillipa nodded. Her face looked like it hurt from smiling so long, but she didn’t seem to care. You took a deep breath. “Okay. Teach me your ways.”
You stood in front of the door to the rehearsal room with Phillipa. As soon as you left the dressing room, all that insecurity from earlier had come rushing back. It must’ve been written all over your face, because Phillipa gave your hand a gentle squeeze. “Hey, it’s going to be fine,” she said in a calm, reassuring tone. “You’ll do wonderful in there.”
You squeezed her hand right back. “Okay. I’m okay. I can go through with this.”
Phillipa gave you one last smile. “Alright. Wait right here, I’ll go tell Lin you’re ready.” She patted you on the shoulder and walked off towards Lin’s room. As soon as she said Lin’s name, your legs felt wobbly. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, whispering reassuring comments to yourself. You were in such a trance of positivity that you didn’t notice when Phillipa came back with Lin.
“Uh, (y/n)? Are you alright?”
You nearly jumped a foot in the air. You turned your head and saw Lin staring at you confusedly. You quickly pulled yourself together and smiled at him. “Yes, yes, I’m fine. I just sort of zoned out for a second.”
Lin smiled kindly back at you. “Good. I was worried for a second there.”
Oh, fuck, don’t look at me like that, you thought. At that moment, Phillipa walked up between you with the key and unlocked the door to the rehearsal room. Afterwards she pocketed the key and smirked. “Okay, there you go.” She glared at Lin. “You. Be very careful when criticizing her. She was very nervous about today, so don’t say anything stupid, alright?”
Lin looked slightly terrified. In fact, so were you. “Uh, o-okay…?”
Phillipa’s gaze returned to neutral. “Good.” She looked at you with a devious twinkle in her eye. “You. Just remember what I taught you and you’ll be fine.”
You nodded, not wanting to speak in case you said something dumb. And partly because you were still a little afraid of her.
Phillipa smiled and turned around to leave. “Have fun, you two!” she called as she went towards her dressing room.
Lin frowned. “What was that about?”
You knew exactly what, but you didn’t want to tell him. “I dunno.”
Lin shrugged. “Hmm. Ah, whatever. Ready to go in?”
“I think so.”
Lin looked a little concerned at your comment, but said nothing. He opened the door to the rehearsal room and let you step inside first.
“My lady,” he said, bowing.
“Thank you, my liege,” you said, curtsying and walking inside the room. Lin chuckled softly as he shut the door. You took a look around the room. It was remarkably huge for a little studio on Broadway. The floor was fake wood, slightly slippery and perfect for dancing.
“This room’s pretty nice,” you said, nodding in approval.
From behind you, Lin was setting up a recording of the orchestra and ensemble, since neither were available at that time. “Yeah, I guess. It gets kinda boring when you’ve seen it so much, though.” Lin finished setting up his stereo and turned to face you. “But I guess that’s true of anything. Oh yeah, I was gonna ask you something. What did Phillipa mean by ‘what I taught you’?”
“Oh. That.” You blanched. You couldn’t tell him before the actual rehearsal. That would ruin it all! Ok, think, (y/n)! What could be remotely believable? “I…It was, um, just some sort of strange remedy for stage fright.”
Ok, that wasn’t entirely a lie, but you couldn’t have gone any closer than that.
However, Lin seemed to believe it, and that worked for you. “Oh. So you really are worried about this, huh?”
You bit your lip to keep from spilling any info and nodded.
Lin walked over to you and gently patted your shoulder. “Don’t be,” he said gently. “This is only the first run. It doesn’t have to be perfect.”
“I know. I just can’t help it.”
Lin gave you a patient smile. “I know. But you’ll be okay. And if you need help, I’ll be right here by your side.”
If only you could help me with something else, if you catch my drift, you thought. You mentally chided yourself for thinking that way. “Alright. Thanks.”
“Anytime. Now, are you ready to start?”
You nodded. Lin guided you through a couple of vocal warm-ups and then started the recording. You waited for Lin to finish his part. Then you stepped out and started singing. Lin almost forgot to say his next line because he was staring at you so intensely. When it got to the lines right before the chorus, you decided to break out one of the moves Phillipa had taught you. The Bend & Beg, as she had eloquently named it. You put one hand on Lin’s shoulder to balance yourself and lifted your leg so it was bent just above Lin’s hip. You leaned back slowly as you sang the “stay~” and raised yourself just in time to put on the 'beg’ part of the move. You gave your lips a slight pout and pleaded for him to take you through your eyes as you ran a hand through his hair. You sang the “hey~” line with perfect timing, but Lin, not so much. Instead of singing his line, he kissed you. The kiss was so out of nowhere and unexpected that you almost slipped out of Lin’s arms onto the floor. A little too soon for your tastes, he pulled away with the reddest face you had ever seen. He looked as if he was trying to say something, but couldn’t find the right words. The weight of what he just did seemed to finally hit him and he started sputtering out apologies.
“O-Oh my god, (y/n), I-I-I’m so sorry! I don’t…I d-don’t know why I just did that.” He made sure you could stand up properly before releasing his arms.
“You know, if you were going to kiss me, you could’ve at least waited until the 'her mouth is on mine’ section,” you muttered.
Lin was still highly embarrassed, but still managed a small chuckle. “I…I know. Still, I’m sorry. I really don’t know what happened there. Can we try it again? I’ll try to control myself better this time.”
All you wanted to do was run to your room and scream, but you obliged anyway. During the second attempt, it was really awkward, but you managed to get past the first chorus. You and Lin made it to the line “how can you say no to this?” pretty well before you decided it was time to put on another move and ruined it. This time you tried the move entitled the 'I Need You’. During the part where you were both singing at the same time, you gripped the side of his face with a hand and gave him the most sultry look you could, while smirking and licking your lips. You’re not really sure what you thought would happen next, but you definitely weren’t prepared. Same as the first time, Lin stopped singing and kissed you, but it was a different kind of kiss. Passionate enough to feel the flames flicker on your lips, but gentle enough that it was just a pleasant warmth. He gripped at your hair with one hand and ran the other one down your side. That hand latched onto your leg and brought it up near his hip. Lin slipped his arm under your leg to support it. He slowly ran his hand down your thigh and onto your ass, which he squeezed gently before he realized what he was doing. He quickly set your leg back down and forcefully pulled away from you. Your suddenly dry throat made it quite hard to breathe. Lin was somehow even more embarrassed than he was earlier. So embarrassed, in fact, that he couldn’t even bring himself to say actual English. You thought he was trying to apologize. The constriction in your throat and your rapidly beating heart made it hurt to speak, but you did anyway.
“L-Lin…are you okay?”
Lin took a deep breath and tried to speak correctly. “I…I am so, so sorry if I made you uncomfortable in any way, (y/n). I really don’t know why I…no.”
He cut himself off, leaving you slightly confused. He scratched the back of his neck and averted his eyes to the ground. “Shit. This is my least favorite part,” he said with a quiet, nervous chuckle.
He looked straight at you and his eyes gave you chills. His face was still burning red. “Can I tell you something, (y/n)? Something kinda embarrassing?”
You shrugged. “Well, we’re already in an embarrassing situation, so go ahead, I guess.”
Lin took another deep breath. “This may sound very weird, but just hear me out. So, as long as I’ve known you, I’ve always had this image of you as a really shy, timid girl. So when you were putting all those sexual moves on me, it….it, um, this is really hard to say…it sorta got me…um…really aroused.”
You blanched. You weren’t expecting him to say that, not in a million years. “I….arouse you..?”
Lin nodded shamefully. “Well, that damned look in your eyes did.”
Well, you could use this to your advantage, if you wanted. In a way, it’d be helping him. Having lots of bottled up sexual tension isn’t good for you. “So…you mean,” you started, taking a step closer to him, “that this makes you aroused?” you asked, putting a hand on his shoulder and begging through your eyes.
Lin instantly caught on to where you were headed. You could hear his breathing quicken in pace. “(y/n), please.”
“Please what?” You said with a smirk. You used your free hand to gently stroke his hair and you licked your lips.
“D-Don’t…..don’t do this, (y/n), please,” Lin begged breathlessly.
“Don’t do what? This?” You lead a trail of kisses down his neck and collarbone. Lin let out a small groan of pleasure. Barely audible, but you still heard it.
“Stop…stop teasing, (y/n). Something bad will happen to you if you continue,” Lin taunted.
You had to laugh. “Something bad, you say?” Time to switch to maximum overdrive. You ran a finger down his torso and began delicately palming his crotch. You leaned in and whispered in the breathiest voice you could, “I’ll take my chances.”
Lin bit his lip to stifle a moan. “Okay….th-that’s…it. I tried to warn you, but you didn’t listen.”
Lin grabbed your shoulders and pinned you against a wall. When he stepped forward to kiss you, you could feel his bulge through his jeans. He momentarily broke the kiss to say something.
“I told you something bad was gonna happen,” he muttered, his voice soft and rich as chocolate.
You raised an eyebrow. “What if I wanted this to happen?”
“You did? Well then, I’ll be sure not to disappoint you.”
Lin ran his hands all over your body but eventually stopped at your chest. “Is that an important shirt?”
“Not really,” you whispered, catching onto his idea.
Lin smirked and latched onto the hem of the shirt, which was already ripped. He tugged at each of the threads until it finally came undone and lay in a destructed mess. You knew there was a reason you wore a cute bra today. Lin yanked off his own shirt and threw it to the ground. While your arms were momentarily unpinned, you undid the clasp to your bra and dropped it near Lin’s shirt. Lin’s breathing hitched as he gazed at your exposed breasts. He stepped forwards and placed a hand on them. His touch was warmer than you expected, sending a chill down your spine. He put a fingertip on your nipple and gently rubbed it. You let out a quiet squeak of pleasure. Lin heard it and smirked. He leaned down and wrapped his mouth around your other nipple. He licked and suckled at it, making you moan louder. You dragged a hand down his sides and onto his belt buckle. Lin somehow didn’t notice. You clawed at Lin’s back with your other hand, just to keep him distracted. You toyed with his belt buckle and felt it loosen under your fingers. You were mildly impressed with yourself. You undid the buckle, but didn’t remove the belt. Lin was still distracted enough by your breasts to not notice. You decided to use this to your advantage. You unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his boxers just enough to reveal his semi-hard member. Lin’s body was blocking your view, but judging by what you felt, he was pretty damn hung. You wrapped your hand around it and slowly moved it up and down. Lin pulled away from your nipple and looked up at you with admiration.
“How did you do that with one hand?”
You smirked, feeling very proud of yourself. “I’ve learned some things.”
You upped the speed of your hand by just a little, making Lin repress a moan. He nipped at the soft skin on your neck as you jerked him off. All of a sudden, Lin grabbed your hand and lowered his voice to a whisper.
“(y/n), stop. If you continue, nothing’s gonna happen.”
You felt his breath on your ear as he spoke. You looked at him with intrigue. “You were hoping for something to happen?”
“Of course. I can’t get you all wet for nothing.”
You were confused by that. Lin pulled himself back for you to look down. Your breath stopped as you saw he was right. The crotch of your leggings was darker than it used to be.
Lin chuckled. “Did you already cum for me? Aw, how sweet. But we’re not done yet.”
You laughed darkly, out of anticipation. Lin pulled you in for another kiss. He dragged his hand along your hips and latched onto the waistband of your leggings. He did the same with his other hand. He pulled your leggings about halfway down your thigh and stopped. He raised an eyebrow and smirked at you.
“No underwear, huh?”
You looked at him through seductive, heavy-lidded eyes. “It holds me back.”
“Well, it makes my job easier,” Lin said with a soft laugh. He started pulling your leggings down again and grazed your thigh as he did so. When they were low enough to fall to your ankles, you kicked your leggings off to the side. You were now fully naked, but Lin still had his pants. You forced his arms off you and pulled down his jeans and boxers. Lin looked shocked for just a moment, then regained composure. He pinned your arms against the wall, more strongly than last time. Lin gave you a look of pure blazing lust.
“Alright, enough joking around. It’s my turn.”
You knew what was about to happen. You took a moment to mentally prepare yourself and closed your eyes.
“(y/n)? Are you alright?”
You decided you were as prepared as you could ever be and opened your eyes. “I’m wonderful. Because I’m with you.”
Lin smirked. He placed his hands on your hips and brought himself closer to them. He placed his member right over your entrance and gently teased you by rubbing against it. You felt yourself getting wetter and more antsy. Lin must’ve seen it on your face.
“Be patient, darling.”
He apparently couldn’t hold out any longer himself. He slowly slipped himself into you. It was so gratifying and pleasurable to finally have him inside you. Lin lifted your leg and held it up to make it easier for him to fill you completely. Lin mewled as he got all the way in. You weren’t even sure how he managed to. He was big, and way thicker than your entrance. But he felt so good that you didn’t care. He thrust against you slowly. Agonizingly slow.
“Is that all you got, Lin?”
Lin grimaced. “Are you not satisfied?”
He picked you up and threw you onto a nearby couch. He pinned himself on top of you and wasted no time shoving himself back into you. You yelped loudly at the suddenness, but it wasn’t painful.
“D-Do that again…”
Lin obliged. It felt even better the second time.
“Oh, fuck…yes, like that…”
He pulled out and roughly pushed his length into you repeatedly. But one of the times, he hit a certain spot that made your whole body tremble. You gripped at the couch cushion as your eyes rolled up inside your head.
Lin thrust into you again, hitting your spot harder. You let out a loud cry, so loud that Lin actually laughed.
“Am I that good?”
“Fuck yes,” you said breathlessly.
Lin smiled, clearly proud of himself. He continued pounding your slit over and over, driving you into blissful ecstasy. At one point you were hyperventilating from the pleasure. You knew Lin was loving it just as much as you, but had more restraint over his mouth. A couple timid mewls escaped and not much else. His breathing was heavy and rapid, like yours. As Lin pumped himself into you, you felt your mind drifting in and out of focus. Pure euphoria flooded your veins and drove you to the best orgasm you’d ever had. As you reached said orgasm, you clawed at Lin’s back and shouted his name.
“Oh, f-fuck,” Lin moaned. “Say it again.”
You obliged. “L-Lin! I…I’m about to cum..!”
“Mmf…m-me too.”
He thrust into you one last time and slowly pulled himself out. He let out one last moan as he emptied himself onto your stomach. You flopped your head down onto the couch, trying to catch your breath. Lin laid down on top of you. His body was warm, albeit not uncomfortable.
“I can tell you had a good time.”
You laid an arm on Lin’s back. “That was fucking incredible,” you said, still a little bit breathless.
“Best rehearsal session I’ve ever had,” Lin said with a laugh.
He leaned up and gently pecked your lips. “By the way, I love you. If you hadn’t figured that out already.”
“I knew. And I love you too.”
“I guess we better get ourselves cleaned up, huh?”
You reluctantly nodded. You wanted nothing more than to cuddle on that couch with Lin for a few hours, but you were already hot and sweaty enough. Lin threw you a towel and some spare clothes. Once you made sure you looked presentable enough, you stood up from the couch. Your legs were very wobbly and you almost fell, but Lin caught you.
“You alright there?”
“Yeah. You just fucked me so good that I can’t walk properly.”
Lin’s eyes widened. “Uh…I don’t know if I wanna be that good.”
You chuckled and walked towards the door. You turned back to face Lin with a sly smirk.
“So, rehearsal tomorrow, same time?”
Lin bit his lip seductively. “Hell yes.”
“Tomorrow it is, then.”
Lin smiled. “Oh, yeah. Can you not tell anyone else about this? I want to keep it a secret.”
You rolled your eyes. “You don’t want anyone else to know that you’re that good? Please. I’m telling everyone.”
Lin frowned. “You’re such a bitch sometimes.”
“And yet you still love me. See you tomorrow, Lin.”

Hands to yourself

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warnings: mild smut, too much fluff

Word count: 1702

Request: by anon, Could you write an imagine where bucky celebrates his and y/n’s anniversary and he can’t keep his hands to himself in a fluffy/smutty kind of way?

A/N: Hope you all like this! I’ve been busy all weekend but I managed to get this out! Any feedback would be greatly appreciated <3

Originally posted by bucha-nan

It was hard to believe that you had been married to Bucky for a year. Time seemed to fly, being attached at the hip to the love of your life. Your wedding was small and simple, held in a local church. There were not many guests or many decorations but it was everything you ever wanted and more. All that mattered was Bucky. Today was your anniversary, so obviously Tony would be using it as an excuse to throw a massive party. 

You and Bucky were set to arrive at the tower from your off site apartment in an hour. The steam fogged up your bathroom mirror and you swiped at it with your hand to help it dissipate. Removing the towel from around your body, you wrapped it around your hair and twisted it until it sat on top of your head. You poked at your face for a minute but then decided to get dressed before fixing your makeup. 

The bathroom door creaked open and the cool air made goosebumps appear all over your naked body. You shivered and immediately went to the dresser to find some underwear. You hadn’t noticed Bucky standing in the doorway of your bedroom until you felt his firm hands grip your hips from behind. 

He leaned forward and you could feel his breath fan across your skin. He placed a hot open mouthed kiss to your neck. A different kind of shiver racked your body. His lips were relentless as he trailed down your spine. Taking his time making sure to worship every part of you. At that point, finding underwear was long forgotten. He sucked on your hip for a moment, being sure to mark you and then turned your body around so you were facing him. 

The sight of him kneeling before you was so erotic you almost collapsed. He kissed and licked the front of your left hip slowly coming closer to your core and then moving farther away, teasing you.

 “Buck please” you moaned. You could feel his smirk on your hip as he obeyed you and kissed his way to your center. Your hands found their way into his hair and you guided him where you wanted him. You were lost in him, and he was definitely lost in you. That is until you remembered that you were supposed to be getting ready.

You held both the sides of his face and gently lifted him off of you. He grumbled at the loss of contact and looked up at you curiously.

 “Love, we have to get ready. Tony is expecting us in less than an hour” you smiled guilty down at him still kneeling in front of you. He looked disappointed but stood up next to you and kissed your cheek.

 “Do we have to go?” He whined and gave you his best puppy dog eyes. For a moment you were considering pushing him over to your shared bed and letting him do whatever he wanted to you. Quickly you snapped out of your irresponsible thoughts and looked at him sternly.

 “Yes darling we have to go. The party is for us after all.”

“Well if it’s for us we should be able to decide whether we want to go or not” Bucky persisted. 

“Come on it’ll be fun! Besides, we’ll have plenty of time to finish what we started after the party” you winked at him and took his large hand in yours. 

“Now help me pick out something to wear.”

20 minutes into your outfit search and you both had come up empty handed. You held up dress after dress but each of them didn’t sit right with you. Bucky wasn’t much help. He said that same thing each time you tried one on. ‘You look beautiful’. You would roll your eyes playfully and then you’d be back to square one. 

Frustrated and running out of time to get ready, you settled on a knee length champagne silk dress. It had a halter top and more of a babydoll fit. It made you feel beautiful. Bucky was no longer paying attention to you because he was getting himself ready. His snug dress pants made his ass look fantastic but you pushed away those thoughts and walked over to him. 

“So how do I look?” You asked waiting for the same response you got for all the other dresses. 

“Wow- okay you can’t wear that to the party” he groaned. His pupils were blown and he licked his lips. 

“What do you mean? I like this dress” you said clearly disappointed. 

“Doll, trust me, I love this dress. It’s just that if you want to actually get to the party you’re going to have to change. I won’t be able to keep my hands to myself with you looking like that” he smirked at you and you laughed at his coy remarks. 

“Well I think I’m going to wear it anyway and you, Mr. Barnes, are going to have to find a way to control yourself” you purred and placed your hand on his chest. Now you were teasing him. 

“Darling, you are going to be the death of me, I swear” he huffed with an exasperated look. Obviously your teasing had its intended effect on Bucky and you were pleased with yourself. You giggled at the expression on his face and leaned in to kiss his jaw. Seeing how flushed his face was, you turned away from him to fix your hair and makeup. 

Bucky stood directly behind you the whole time and occasionally brushed his metal hand up and down your back, making you shiver yet again. Your eyes met his in the mirror in front of you. He smirked at you, knowing that his close proximity to you was the reason you were biting your lip. After you were finished with your hair and makeup, he snaked his hands around your waist and rested his chin on the top of your head.

“You are so pretty” he remarked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Even though you had been married to him for a year and had been dating him for 3, his compliments always caught you off guard. Your face broke into a smile and your eyes flitted away from his, clearly flustered. You craned your neck to face him and leaned up to kiss his jaw.

“Come on darling, let’s go. The cab should be waiting for us outside” you beamed and fluffed your hair one last time before slipping on your shoes and gripping your husband’s hand for balance. He chuckled at the clumsiness you possessed in which he had fallen in love with, and made sure to keep you upright. After you were settled in your shoes Bucky lifted your hand to his mouth and left a gentle kiss there. He then led you to the door and out of your apartment.

On the walk to the cab you realized that you should’ve brought a jacket and were visibly uncomfortable. Bucky noticed and shrugged his jacket off and draped it over your shoulders. You smiled in appreciation and he reached forward to open the car door for you. 

You were about ten minutes out from Stark tower and Bucky’s hand was resting on your leg. He had been cracking jokes to whole ride and for moment you stopped listening just to study his face. It was still a wonder to you, how effortlessly handsome he was.

Bucky became slightly worried when you didn’t laugh at what he had said and only looked at him with a curious expression.

“Y/N? You okay doll?” he questioned and rubbed your knee with his thumb.

“How did I get so lucky?” you responded absentmindedly and with a new surge of spontaneity, you reached into your purse and grabbed your phone. 

Hey Wanda, let Tony know that we’re not gonna make it tonight. Tell everyone to take a shot for us and have a good time! ox’ 

“Driver?” you called and Bucky quirked an eyebrow at you.

“Yes ma’am?”

“Can you bring us back to where you picked us up? There have been a change of plans.” You winked at Bucky. His face split into a smile and he reached over to hold your hand. The driver made a quick U-turn and you were on your way home. 

“I was thinking it over and I decided that you were right. The only person I need with me to celebrate our anniversary, is you.” his smile grew until his nose was all scrunched up in that way you love and his eyes seemed to sparkle.

You pulled up in front of your apartment building and Bucky ran around to the your side of the car to open the door for you. You chastised him about opening doors for you all the time, claiming that you could open the door for yourself. He always responded with the same phrase, ‘Old habits die hard doll’ so eventually you had just gotten used to him doing it.

He took your hand as you climbed out of the cab and then wrapped his arm around your waist. You walked inside like this and once you reached your apartment, you started to dig through your purse for your key. 

Bucky, standing slightly behind you, grabbed your ass with both of hands, after making sure there was no one in the hallway. You grinned at him over your shoulder.

“I guess I don’t have to keep my hands to myself now” He smirked at you.

“I was hoping that you wouldn’t. If you thought I looked good with this dress on, you should see me with it off” you sang and pulled him into the apartment with you. He moaned and bit down on your shoulder lightly before picking you up and placing you gently on the bed.

He looked down at you with admiration for a moment and then finally spoke. “I love you.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Now come here” You giggled and began to lift your dress over your head and you pulled him down to you.

anonymous asked:

Your Scotty headcanon from last night had me emotional and I was wondering if when you have the time you could do the same or something similar for AOS Jim? Please and thank you.

Originally posted by leetya-blog

Jim Kirk loves boldly.

Jim realizes that there’s something different about Leonard McCoy right off the bat. 

Jim kind of wants to kiss him. Jim definitely wants to fuck him. There’s something about Leonard McCoy that holds him back. There’s something about Leonard McCoy that draws him in. 

Jim doesn’t spend too much time pondering it. He’s not a worrier or an overanalyzer, and besides, things usually seem to work themselves out, in the end. 

Jim realizes that he’s in love with Bones only after Gaila calls him on it. 

“I am not,” he opens his mouth to protest, but her words, and their meaning, sink in before he can deny it. 

“Huh,” he says instead.

“Huh,” says Gaila in return, because she’d only half-believed it anyway. She’d fully expected Jim to laugh her off, threatening to prove to her once and for all that Jim Kirk isn’t in love with any dude, thank you very much, but Jim actually seems to be considering it, and for the first time in her life, Gaila finds herself at a loss.

Jim’s not paying her any attention. “I’m in love with Bones,” he says absently, and that is that.

Jim realizes that this scares the ever-loving shit out of him. 

Jim ponders it for a solid week. He’s broody, silent, giving Bones subtle side-eye until Bones finally throws his PADD and says, “What the fuck is wrong with you, Jim?”

“Nothing,” says Jim, and then he bolts out the door, away from Bones and his discerning gaze.

He finds himself ambling across the quad, hands stuffed deeply in his pockets. Why Bones, of all people? Bones is his best friend. Jim cares about Bones. Cares deeply, in fact. His friendship with Bones is important to him. It’s simple, uncomplicated - or it was - and the last thing Jim wants to do is risk it all on a silly social construct like love.

He avoids the apartment for the rest of the week.

Jim realizes abruptly, during his advanced tactics class, that love is a risky game

He realizes that love is taking your body, heart, and soul, all that you are, and entrusting it to another person. That of course that other person is someone you care deeply about, otherwise it wouldn’t be love. That there’s nobody in this world that Jim trusts more than Leonard McCoy.

“Oh,” he says.

“You have something to add, Kirk?” Admiral Archer peers expectantly over his spectacles. 

“Fundamental in allowing for boldness is accepting the inevitability of chaos,” Jim answers automatically. 

“Excellent,” says Archer warmly. “The logic of calculated risk taking has no place in it for chaos,” he continues, rapping his cane on the podium. “There must be a balance between analyzing risks, ladies and gentlemen, and acting. That balance is boldness.”

And with that, Jim makes up his mind.

Jim realizes that wooing Bones is going to be difficult. 

The thing is, he’s not wooing Bones, not exactly. Wooing is Jim Kirk’s game, and he excels at it, but this, this is different. He’s not pursuing, charming, chasing, propositioning. Jim doesn’t have good words for what he wants with Bones. It’s a slower thing, a gentler thing, a stabler, tender, sensitive thing, and Jim’s not quite sure how to label it, let alone approach it.

Everything he tries fails horribly. 

Bones thinks nothing of it when Jim takes him to dinner. 

Bones thinks nothing of it when Jim hacks the call system on Bones’ birthday.

Bones drinks the expensive bourbon without a word. 

Bones just sighs when Jim crawls into bed with him. 

He elbows Jim hard when Jim reaches for his hand.

Bones quirks an eyebrow at the candles. “You’re gonna burn the building down if you’re not careful, Jim,” he drawls. 

Jim decides it’s time for the direct approach. He shoots Bones a message. “Meet me after clinic,” it says. “Need to talk.”

“Well,” says Bones, folding his arms across his chest and giving Jim The Eyebrow. “What did you wanna talk about first, kid, the fact that I’m all out of bourbon, or how a year and a half later, I’m still stumbling over your fucking shoes in the morning?” Bones nudges the offending item with his toe. “This one’s even got some of the quad left on it.” 

“No, asshat, I love you,” Jim blurts, because he’s already replaced the damn bourbon, if someone would be bothered to look, and honestly, how thick can Bones be? 

Bones whistles appreciatively. “That’s a good one, Jim.” He shakes his head and settles on his desk, half sitting, half leaning. “Save it for someone who’ll buy it.” 

“No, Bones, I’m serious.” Jim’s sick and tired of dancing around it. “I’m in love with you.”

Bones goes very still. 

Jim moves toward him. “Bones?”

Bones snaps his head up and just stares at Jim for a long moment. “You mean you want to fuck me,” he says slowly. His brow is furrowed.

“No,” says Jim, a little put out. Why does Bones make it sound like such a bad thing? “No. I mean, yes, god, yes, but it’s more than that, Bones. You’re more than that. I want… I want the dating, I think,” Jim pauses, shaking his head, because that’s not quite right.  “And I want us to sleep in the same bed -”  

Bones snorts.

“No, I mean really, not just because yours is closest to the door! And I want…” Jim’s voice breaks. He can’t find the words for exactly what he wants, and fuck, he really should have thought this through. He’s rambling now, panicking. “I want to touch you, Bones, not for any reason, just because, and I want to take you out, just us, like, together together, and I want this to be real, not some -”

Bones cuts him off with a wave of his hand and a sharp, “How much have you had to drink?”

“Nothing!” Jim protests, and Bones must believe him, because he lets it go, moving wearily to the couch and sinking down with his head in his hands.

Jim sits hesitantly beside him.

“Jim,” he sighs heavily through his fingers, and then he’s looking at Jim with eyes that are too dark, almost desperate. “You do not love me. You are not in love with me. Okay?”

“Bullshit.” Jim says firmly. He’s having to hold back a grin, because Bones’ tone is telling him a lot. 

He knows better than to push, though. Not today.

“Unbelievable,” Bones mutters, reaching for his PADD. Jim knows he’s going to bury himself in case studies for the rest of the evening.

That’s fine, though. Jim leaves the conversation feeling lighter than he has in a month. He decides he’ll just have to tell Bones every day until Bones believes him.

Jim tells Bones every morning as they’re brushing their teeth. He leaves handwritten notes around the apartment for Bones to find. He sends Bones messages on his comm at the clinic, and he bombards Bones’ PADD during his slow lectures. He tells Bones as they’re walking across the quad, and he tells Bones when he stumbles in at 2 am on Thirsty Thursday.

Bones grouses, rolls his eyes, mostly ignores him, until one day, he grips Jim’s arm tightly. “Jim, stop,” he says raggedly, and his eyes are dark, pleading. “Please.” 

So Jim does.

At least, he stops saying it verbally. But he’s careful to keep his boots under his bed, and he leaves the bourbon in Bones’ closet, where he can find it. He makes coffee, he folds laundry. He resolutely ignores Gaila’s suggestive gaze, and he makes a calculated effort to come home before midnight, particularly after Bones has been on call. 

It goes on for months. Jim’s about ready to give up on love altogether when he finds Bones sitting on his bed one afternoon.

“Jim,” says Bones in a raw voice, and Jim can see immediately that it’s been a terrible shift. Bones’ eyes are bloodshot, and he smells like cheap whiskey and antiseptic. “Did you mean it?”

And Jim knows, immediately, what Bones is asking. “With all my heart, Bones,” he says softly, gently prying the bottle away from his fingers. “And we’re gonna have the rest of this conversation sober, okay?”

Bones quirks his head in question, blinking blearily up at Jim as if he’s never seen him before. “Okay,” he says finally.

Jim realizes that even after they’re together, Bones is the one that’s going to hold them back.

It’s that risk-taking thing again, Jim knows. Once bitten, twice shy, the saying goes, and that’s Bones all over. 

Jim is patient. He tries his best to be gentle, not to push. 

When Bones wants to take things slow, Jim agrees. When Bones isn’t comfortable taking his hand in public, Jim understands. 

When Bones calmly introduces Jim to Phillip Boyce as his partner, Jim’s face breaks into a wide grin, and he thinks he’s never been more delighted in his life. 

Jim realizes, after the Harrison incident, that his death had shaken Bones, but his resurrection had shattered him.

It takes him a while to understand. Jim’s own thoughts are in turmoil, his own emotions bleeding and raw, and Bones had been so solid, so composed, that Jim almost hadn’t recognized the signs at all. 

It nearly breaks them.

Jim’s got to get back on his feet again, and then there’s the whole fiasco with the medical board of ethics that leaves Bones fighting for his license, but when the dust settles, Jim acts. He’s desperate to save his relationship, to save Bones, Bones who’s saved him so many times, in so many ways, and nearly lost himself in the process. 

So Jim pulls all the strings he can, and nearly burns some bridges to do it, but he finally gets ‘fleet approval for an extended leave of absence for both himself and for Bones. 

He takes Bones back home, home to Georgia, away from rank and regulations and responsibilities. They spend long lazy days in the hot sun, rebuilding, relearning. 

Jim realizes after Yorktown that he wants to marry Bones.

It hits him suddenly, with a force that knocks the breath from his lungs and sends his emotions reeling. 

He’s at a press conference with the bridge officers. Ben comes to stand beside Hikaru, and the Sulu’s are met with a flurry of questions.

“My husband,” says Hikaru, reaching up to place his hand on Ben’s arm. His wedding band glistens in the light.

My husband.

My husband.

The words reverberate incessantly in Jim mind. Simple words, effortless words, but powerful, profound, absolutely earth-shattering to Jim. 

My husband.

“You’re quiet tonight,” Bones says over dinner that evening. He shoots Jim a questioning little glance.

“Just thinking,” says Jim distractedly. 

“Well I’ll be damned,” Bones drawls through a bite of replicated new potato. He lifts an eyebrow. “Didn’t think you had it in you, Jim.”

“Shut up,” says Jim, but his words are without heat. He’s in the middle of a personal paradigm shift, mind far too occupied to engage in playful banter over the dinner table. 

Bones shrugs, rolls his eyes, and leaves Jim to his thoughts. 

Jim’s never really considered marriage. It’s never been on his bucket list, it’s not something he’s ever needed, or wanted.

Until now.

He looks over at Bones, oblivious, gorgeous Bones, gnawing on dry, tasteless chicken with a disgusted little snarl on his lip. His hair’s in disarray from where he’s run his hands through it one too many times. He’s barefooted, still wearing his ‘fleet issue blue scrubs from rounds that morning. 

We can’t get married, Jim thinks, turning over the fraternization policies in his mind. Their relationship isn’t secret, not by a long shot, but it would be hard for the brass to turn a blind eye to holy matrimony. Jim shakes his head. The Captain and the CMO. It’s a ridiculous idea. 

Archer’s words come back to him suddenly, from years ago. 

“There must be a balance between analyzing risks, ladies and gentlemen, and acting.”

Boldness, Jim remembers. The balance between acting and analyzing. 

He smiles. He’ll find a ring tomorrow. 

Master Fic List - Part 1 Dec 16 - April 17

(1) -
Regina and Robin reveal their plans to adopt more children.
(2) - Regina gets creative so that Robin will work out with her.
(3) - OQ spend the day in bed.
(4) - Regina loses her glasses.
(5) - Regina sends nudes to the wrong person.
(6) - Regina is scared of thunderstorms.
(7) - Robin has a traumatic flashback during sex.(1)
(8) - Robin can’t deal with the consequences of what he did to Regina (2)
(9) - OQ get a little naughty in the station despite Emma’s rules.
(10) - A tender OQ moment.
(11) - Regina gets a pleasurable wake up.
(12) - Regina struggles to believe that Robin is truly back.
(13) - Wish!Robin makes the ultimate sacrifice.
(14) - Henry catches a sweet moment between Regina and Robin.
(15) - Roland speaks to his Papa’s star.
(16) - Regina and Robin get a little naughty in the diner.
(17) - The only time Robin is shorter than Regina.
(18) - Wearing each other’s clothes.
(19) - The morning after New Year in the Mills household.
(20) - Regina teases Robin.
(21) - Robin is still alive and stops Regina from splitting herself.
(22) - Regina helps Robin shave.
(23) - Henry promises to care for Cobra!EQ
(24) - Regina introduces Robin to Christmas.
(25) - EF Teen!OQ Robin asks Regina to run away with him.
(26) - Regina wakes up to a little surprise.
(27) - Regina’s romantic plans don’t go as expected.
(28) - Shower sex (M)
(29) - First Grandchild.
(30) - First Grandchild follow-up.
(31) - Snow Queen talk about Robin.
(32) - Regina and Robin have their first biological child.
(33) - Regina makes the ultimate sacrifice.
(34) - Robin lists the reasons he loves his new wife.
(35) - Henry and the EQ talk about Daniel’s ring.
(36) - Roland wants his baby sister to have earrings just like Regina’s.
(37) - EQ tells Henry she kissed Rumple.
(38) - Henry finds out that he’s adopted.
(39) - The EQ finally succeeds in taking everything from Regina.
(40) - Domestic!OQ
(41) - Roland falls through a portal.
(42) - Regina is involved in a car crash.

(1) - A Reluctant Secret -
The first time the baby is sick.
(2) - A Reluctant Secret - Their first Christmas together.
(3) - A Reluctant Secret - Regina has a confession for Robin.
(4) - Sponsor Verse - Regina is in need of help.
(5) - Sponsor Verse - Regina overdoses.
(6) - Sponsor Verse - Regina realizes she survived
(7) - Sponsor Verse - Regina’s first time at home.
(8) - Sponsor Verse - Regina let’s Robin in a little.
(9) - Sponsor Verse - Regina realizes she has feeling for Robin.
(10) - Hot For Teacher - Surprise Date.
(11) - Hot For Teacher - The Anniversary of Henry Sr’s Death
(12) - Hot For Teacher - Regina comes home after a school trip.
(13) - Hot For Teacher - Curled up on the sofa together.
(14) - Hot For Teacher - Jealous!Regina.
(15) - Hot For Teacher - Regina can’t sleep.
(16) - Hot For Teacher - Jealous!Robin.
(17) - Hot For Teacher - Robin admires Regina’s ass (M)
(18) - Hot For Teacher - Mistletoe
(19) - Hot For Teacher - Robin comforts Regina.
(20) - A Different Kind of Reality - Robin tells Regina he’s staying.
(21) - A Different Kind of Reality - Robin comforts Regina.
(22) - A Different Kind of Reality - Drunk OQ.
(23) - A Different Kind of Reality - Henry witnesses a kiss.
(24) - Coming to My Senses - Regina and Robin blindfold each other.
(25) - Domestic Violence - Henry offers and takes comfort from his mother.
(26) - Domestic Violence - Henry drops something in Robin’s house.

(1) -
Snow Queen heart to heart.
(2) - Roland asks Regina about Henry.
(3) - OQ are faced with the future versions of themselves happy and in love.
(4) - Robin finds Regina in his shirt.
(5) - OQ get stuck in some enchanted rain.
(6) - Regina finally wants to be open with their relationship.
(7) - Mistletoe kiss.
(8) - OQ watch the sunrise.
(9) - Regina defends Robin.
(10) - Regina is terrified of her feelings for Robin.
(11) - Snow convinces Regina to tell Robin of her feelings.
(12) - Robin helps Regina.
(13) - Regina sings when she’s happy.
(14) - Robin takes care of a sick Regina.

(1) -
Regina is insecure about her relationship with Robin.
(2) - Regina misses Robin.
(3) - Regina misses Robin follow-up.
(4) - Proposal AU
(5) - Pre-dark curse
(6) - Teen!OQ ditch CS at the cinema.
(7) - Robin gives Regina a promise ring.
(8) - Robin comforts Regina after Daniel cheats.
(9) - Regina conceived Henry through rape.
(10) - Regina and Robin go to a cabin.
(11) - Regina takes her future into her own hands.
(12) - Titanic AU
(13) - Regina gives Robin the reason he needs to stay.
(14) - Kisses through the years.
(15) - Just Go With It inspired.
(16) - Robin defends Regina.
(17) - Regina adopted 11 year old Henry, he promises to protect her.
(18) - Robin watches a loving moment between his best friend and his son.
(19) - Henry and Roland at the piano.
(20) - OQ Miscarriage - Robin has a new tattoo.
(21) - Robin and Regina work at a bar together.
(22) - OQ get caught by CS (M)
(23) - Teen!OQ on a roadtrip.
(24) - Sharing a bed for warmth.
(25) - Regina’s insecurities are hurting her relationship with Robin.

Ivar falling in love with you would include :

(So I finally had the chance to watch the new episodes!!! They were great, I can’t wait for more! Ps. I love Ivar already XD So hope it is as requested and you all like it!!! Gif not mine/found it in google/credit to the original owner.) 

-Him always telling his brothers to back off from you and having to go against them for your attention 

-Him proving to you he can be an independent man 

-Him always smiling at you when you would look his way  

-Him enjoying to lay next to you by the river and spending the day just talking about anything and everything 

-Him eavesdropping and looking at you from afar when you’re working around your house

-Him sometimes acting like he needs your help and liking it when you would gladly do so

-Him paying attention to every little detail of you and talking about you to his mother

-You finding different kinds flowers everyday in front of you doorstep

-Him daydreaming about kissing you, holding you and much more

-You ending up truly falling for him and telling him about it