BECAUSE YOU SHOULDNT TALK TO ME ABOUT MY DAD BECAUSE I’LL PROBABY CRY BECAUSE HE DOESN’T GIVE A FUCKING SHIT AT ALL AND THAT RLY HURTS AND WHEN IM SAD I DONT LIKE TO BE TOUCHED I LIKE TO BE ALONE BUT TALK TO PEOPLE IDK WHY AND I DONT LIKE TO BE KISSED AND MY LIP ALWAYS SHAKES WHEN I’M MAD DOES HIS LOVE MAKE YOUR HEAD SPIN
Oh okay I totally understand!! <3 I’m the Cedric anon! In that case could u write one where they’re together and they plan on getting married and having kids then? I’m sry I’m sooo domestic lol :P maybe something fluffy where they’re just looking up at the stars one night and talking about the future! </i>
A whole lot of fluff!
“Babe, I don’t think this is a good idea,” you whispered, grabbing onto Cedric’s arm.
“Oh, come on, don’t be a scaredy cat,” Cedric teased, continuing to walk forward.
“I’m not a scaredy cat! I’m just saying… What if Filch comes out here or something?”
“Filch isn’t gonna come out here. You’re with me; I’ll keep you safe,” he said sweetly, putting his arm around you.
Cedric and you were heading out to the quidditch field, and since it was way after hours, you were worried you would get caught.
Finally, you reached the field. The two of you walked to the center of the field and laid down in the grass next to each other. You snuggled up into his arms and looked up at the stars.
“It’s beautiful,” you said softly, gazing up at the stars.
“Yeah, you are.”
You quickly turned your gaze to Cedric and saw that he was looking at you.
“Oh, you meant the stars. Yeah, they’re all right,” he said, looking up at them. You laughed and playfully slapped his chest.
You and Cedric have been together for 3 years, and have been friends for even longer; since your second year at Hogwarts.
He was one of the students chosen for the Triwizard Tournament, and you were scared to death.
The tasks were incredibly dangerous; for the second one, you were the treasure he had to save from the lake. You were worried something bad would happen to Cedric.
“Don’t die in this tournament thing, Ced,” you murmured, looking back up at the night sky.
“I’m not planning on it, love,” he paused. “I’ll tell you what I am planning on, though.” A smirk grew on his face.
A big smile grew on your face. “Really?”
“Mhm. We’re gonna get married and have a big wedding. You’re gonna look gorgeous like you always do, and I’m gonna tear up watching you come down the aisle,” Cedric said, making dramatic hand gestures that made you giggle. He then stood up and pulled you up with him.
“Our first dance, is gonna be so romantic,” he added, placing one arm around your waist, and holding out his other hand for you to take. You placed one arm around his neck while your free hand went in his.
“We’ll sway around like this for a bit,” you two began to slowly sway. “Then, I’ll spin you around a few times,” he then spun you. “And then, I’ll do this,” he spun you once more, dipped you, and planted a kiss on your lips, making you laugh. “And the crowd will go wild.”
“That does sound romantic,” you winked, resting your head on his chest.
You pulled away from his chest. “Okay, Ced, I love you and all, but I’m not birthing 20 children,” you stated, causing Cedric to laugh.
“I know, babe. I’m only joking with you,” he chuckled, pulling you back towards his chest.
“We’ll have two. A boy and a girl. Our daughter will be as beautiful and wonderful as her mother and our son will be just as charming and dashing as his father,” he jokingly made a superhero stance, getting another laugh from you.
Cedric lifted your chin up and placed a gentle kiss on your lips.
“Our life is going to be brilliant, (Y/N). Absolutely brilliant.”
(that other prompt I sent was supposed to be future Klaroline, not just Klaroline, but feel free to do current or even AU) future!Klaroline + sex pollen/accidental aphrodisiac spell + werewolf sex is rougher around the full moon (and made worse by sex pollen/spell) trope
Possibly my shortest smut thing ever? Zero plot, friends.
Takes You Over
A shot glass is put in
her hand and Caroline throws it back without even thinking about it, too busy
glaring (while acting like she’s completely unbothered – no easy feat) at Klaus
and his ever widening circle of admirers across the room.
She was pretty sure
she was about to witness some leg humping.
Her throat burns as
she swallows, but not in the way she’s used to. It’s a cold and scratchy all
the way down her throat, an odd sensation. The taste is weird too, herbaceous almost,
and her attention is pulled away as she fights a gag. She looks up to find the
bartender, a witch Caroline’s become friendly-ish with (and only because the
first time she’d come to this bar had been during one of Bonnie’s visits) watching
her with great interest. Maybe she’s misread the situation terribly and the
girl’s actually been planning to murder her all along?
That would be just
“What was that?” she
demands, slamming the shot glass down on the bar top so hard it shatters,
shards digging into her fingertips.
The smile she’s
offered is enigmatic but not malicious. “A local specialty. A helping hand, if you will. And
it’s on the house.”
MCL Boyfriend Headcanons: Cute/Funny/Weird/Annoying things they do in a relationship
If you stay the night he makes you breakfast the
Always sends a good morning text if he isn’t
already with you
If he has a car he always picks you up for
school and takes you to the café to buy you a doughnut and whatever drink you want
If he doesn’t have a car he’ll wake up a bit
earlier so he can walk to your house and do the same
Drops you off to your house after school if he
You catch him talking to himself a lot
Calls you ‘honey’, ‘sweetie’ and sometimes refers
to you as his ‘sunshine’ because he feels like you brought light into his life
Is hesitant to try crazy things with you because
he’s still a goody two-shoes deep down
When you get into petty fights or banters he HAS
to have the last word and will constantly have a snarky remark if you continue
to go back and forth with him.
Is low-key the king of petty when it comes to
When you actually argue about something he’s
very irritable for a while but calms down and feels really bad and apologizes
with hugs and forehead kisses
You two can never stay up to finish a movie and
usually end up passing out on his couch
Likes to spoil you with small gifts like candy,
stuffed animals, etc.
Makes sure that you’re eating properly
Sometimes he feels lonely and will call you on
skype late at night just so he can fall asleep with you
Loves kissing the back of your neck
Always helps you with your homework even if he’s
busy with his own
Relaxes so much when you’re around
Always walks you home from school no matter what
If for whatever reason he can’t walk you home
then he will make you text him to be sure you’re safe
If you don’t text him he will blow up your phone
until you answer or reply to his texts (’50 missed calls’ and ‘107 text
He’s that weird boyfriend that loves popping
your pimples so if you have any you better watch out
Will bug and beg you to let him pop your zits
Likes to brush your hair and can secretly French
braid really well (his mom taught him)
Falls asleep on you all the time
Will give foot massages but teases about your
feet being smelly
Always kissing the palms of your hands
Pinches your booty all the time
Smacks it a little too hard occasionally
Calls you ‘hot stuff’, ‘babe/baby’ or ‘doofus’
and sometimes ‘bright eyes’ cause he just loves your freaking eyes
If you guys are comfortable enough he’ll fart on
you and run and he smells like a dying old man
If he wakes up before you he will bug you awake
(poking your cheeks, shaking you, biting you)
When he gets irritated at little things he
refuses to talk because he’s petty af
When you guys argue he always ends up
apologizing in the end because he just CANNOT stay mad at you (it pisses him
off so much sometimes)
Eats your leftovers and doesn’t feel bad about
Will sneak over to your house late at night just because he misses you
Is constantly hacking your social media accounts
and posting really dumb and embarrassing statuses like “I have major diarrhea right
now,” or “I think I just sharted myself.” Don’t let him hack your snapchat
though. The filters are his life
Always takes photos of himself with the goofiest
faces with your phone for you to see later
Calls you ‘babe’, ‘baby girl’, ‘princess’, or ‘nerd/dork’
Has thousands of photos of you and when he runs
out of room he imports them to his computer so he can take more
You’re definitely his background on any
electronic device he has
Likes biting your ears
Loves tickling you
Constantly whispering dirty jokes to you
Sometimes pays more attention to his games than
you but he makes up for it by cuddling with you for however long you want
Likes to rest his head on your boobs
Loves giving raspberry kisses
Will bring you closer to him to “tell you a
secret” then burps into your ear
Will randomly pick you up and spin you around
When you’re annoyed with him he finds it funny
and will poke at you to make you even more annoyed
He’s that person that will say your name over
and over and over just to say “Hi” when you respond
Him:“Guess what?”You: “What?”Him: “I love you!”
Always does this really annoying impression of
you (which includes a really high pitched voice)
Always staring at you cause you’re just so
perfect in his eyes
Sucks but he’s always drawing you in his
notebook (it’s usually just a cute little smiley face with hair scribbles)
Will bend over and kiss your forehead or temple
Likes kissing your shoulders
Always forgets important dates but he will not
allow himself to forget your birthday. He’ll write himself sticky notes and
post them everywhere, and he’ll have Rosa remind him all the time when it’s coming up.
Responds late to texts all the time because he
loses his phone so you’re better off skyping with him or staying in a phone
Can be a little needy sometimes and will
wordlessly wrap his arms around your waist and bury his face in your neck while
laying down with you
Always sticking short poems that he wrote for
you in your locker
If you sleep over you’ll discover that he talks
about you in his sleep sometimes
Farts in his sleep
Always forgetting something so you have now
created a check list for him (which he eventually lost)
He always leaves his phone at home which worries
you a lot if you aren’t with him
Can be a bit clueless if you’re irritated with
him so it takes him forever to catch on unless you just tell him or you’re clearly upset
Stares at your butt subconsciously, really wants
to touch it but doesn’t want to do anything without your consent
If you do allow him to touch it then be prepared
for extremely unexpected butt grabs or taps (Lysander is a closet pervert)
Calls you ‘beautiful’, ‘my love’, ‘my everything’
Swears your smile literally lights up, it’s just
so gorgeous. Your smile is his favorite thing in the world
Extremely protective over you, he just doesn’t seem
that way because he’s always very calm about it. But trust me; if someone is bothering
you he is somehow instantly right there which is kind of scary because he just
pops out of nowhere sometimes.
Calls you ‘his world’, ‘princess’, or ‘cutie’
cause you’re just too adorable
Bear hugs you from behind and picks you up
Loves kissing your cheeks and forehead
Rubs his thumbs against the back of your hands
Gives awesome back massages to you
Buys you chocolate all the time
Ruffles your hair when he’s being playful
Can be a bit clingy sometimes
Literally cannot believe that you’re his because
he thinks you’re way out of his league
“You’re so freaking beautiful.” Will randomly
Forces you to work out with him sometimes
He hates fighting with you so he tries to avoid
talking about problems but he has to face them eventually and when you do fight
he feels really bad and apologizes even if you were the one in the wrong.
Usually makes it up to you with flowers or a
cute stuffed animal
Will text you literally all day and gets really
sad if you aren’t responding
Even if he just saw you he immediately messages
you when you leave
Walks you home and will not allow you to go anywhere by yourself
Gives you pepper spray to keep ‘creeps’ away
Worries way too much about you but it’s cute
Very protective over you and gets pissed if
someone is bugging you. First one to throw hands.
Paints your toe nails and your non dominant hand
for you and he does a pretty decent job
(Hey guys I’m back!!! How’s everyone doing? I hope you enjoy this b/c I plan to become Kaldur Trash once I open requests again very soon!)
He does and it’s absolutely wonderful - whether or not he’s taller than you he loves to wrap you in his arms and kiss everywhere he can and call you cute names like “my love” and “beautiful one”. It leaves your head spinning every damn time.
Gets jealous the most
You do and he absolutely loves it, though he’d never say that out loud. It goes without saying that he’s absolutely loyal and the idea of cheating is unthinkable to him - and you know that. It’s just everyone with functional eyes can see how gorgeous he is and it kinda bugs you - so you make sure you’re holding his hand when you’re in public.
Picks the other up
from the bar when they’re too drunk to drive
It would not be a good idea for him to drink, considering his system is wired differently - alcohol is probably deadly toxic to him. And you really don’t want to look like a sloppy fool in front of this wonderful guy, so you limit your drinking to ‘buzzed.’ and nobody has to pick anybody up.
Takes care of on sick
You do! Ok so you know how when you move somewhere you get a bunch of new sicknesses all in sequence while your immunity adjusts? That happens to Kaldur when he moves to the surface, and he’s sick on and off for the better part of a year. He wants to be that guy that insists he’s fine and carries on regardless but wow, he’s really sick and he can’t bring himself to move. He’s very grateful that you stay with him and says you don’t have to - but he wants you to stay.
Drags the other
person out into the water on beach day
Lmao do you even have to ask. It’s him. Even if you’re a little afraid of drowning (maybe especially then) he’d promise that he won’t let that happen and that if worst comes to worst, he can breathe for you with your mouth on his.
He completely adores back massages and it doesn’t take much for you to notice he needs one - he’ll be walking around with his shoulders hunched up in pain, wincing and groaning a bit. And then you start with the massaging and he’s all surprised? “How did you know?”
He has neither a valid drivers’ license nor the desire to obtain one - he thinks the traffic laws on the Surface are dangerous and confusing and so he lets you drive when you go places together.
Brings the other
lunch at work
You do - and you try to make it something new every time so he can figure out what surface foods he likes best. So far macaroni and cheese has been a smashing success.
Has the better
His parents are awesome (except for Manta that is) - He has the beautiuful Sha’laina for a mother, an amazing stepfather, and two literal superheros (aquaman and queen mera) for mentors. So.
You. Totally you. He thinks it’s adorable, though, so it’s a win-win. And you don’t even need to be that drunk to be a bad dancer!
Still cries watching
Honestly neither of you care about the movie’s main plot - just the third-class passengers who weren’t allowed on the lifeboats, because that actually happened.
Firmly believes in
You do! He’s perfectly willing to sit still and let you dress him up, though - he finds it strangely relaxing to have you paint his face and kinda likes the way it looks when you’re done.
Breaks the expensive
gift rule during Christmas
Technically it’s you - technically, because you spent more than you were supposed to, but in terms of actual worth, the gift he bought for you in Atlantis is actually worth a lot more.
Makes the other eat
Well he’d definitely make sure you stay hydrated! But besides that he really loves it when you make food for him, so making breakfast is sort of a tradition for you.
You do - it’s acutally a bit ridiculous how many you remember. He’s down for celebrating the big ones with you (like your Actual Anniversary) but will just smile and roll his eyes if you bring up “It’s been a month since we had that one croissant together!1! *Heart Eyes*
Brings up having kids
None of you is exactly sure whether it’s possible, but I think he’d make an awesome dad and would be definitely down for trying - because what’s better than cute hybrid babies who can maybe breathe underwater? If they can then you can send the baby to their grandmother in Atlantis for weekends.
How Lip, Carl, Mickey, and Ian hug their s/o please
He isn’t so much a very affectionate person and when he is affection it’s cuddling and or kisses. Sometimes you’ll have sweet moments and he enjoys that but just holding you in his arms, he prefers to slip his arms around your waist tightly, pressing you against him as you wrap your arms around his shoulders.
His hugs are very loving and are often used to express how much he cares more than kisses. When you hug he will bury his face in your neck, occasionally giving you soft kisses but really he just loves being so close in your embrace.
Lip makes you laugh when he hugs you, sometimes just going for a squeeze but he loves scooping you up and giving a small spin around to hear you giggle. When he does give you a normal hug, he likes to cradle the back of your head in his hand.
Mickey has two types of hugs, it all depends on how’s he’s feeling. If it’s just casual, he will most likely throw an arm across your shoulder, kissing the side of your head, making sure you are always by his side. But when he has his vulnerable moments he will yank you into his arms no matter what you’re doing, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and just hugging you tightly against him.
You Don’t Know How Lucky You Are, by Keaton Henson
Does he know who you are? Does he laugh, just to know what he has? Does he know not to talk about your dad? Does he know when you’re sad?You don’t like to be touched, let alone kissed. Does he know where your lips begin?
Do you know who you are? Do you laugh, just to think what I lack? Do you know your lip shakes when you’re mad? Do you notice when you’re sad?You don’t like to be touched, let alone kissed. Does his love make your head spin?
You think Jungkook’s making a fool out of you. As if you
were that dense to realize he’d leave
and never come back until a week or two later; leaving you vulnerable to your
thoughts and emotions that horrifyingly developed during the time he was away. Did
he really think you were that stupid? That you hadn’t put the pieces together
that he’s spending more time outside, saying he’s doing this for you, for you, all of this I do, it’s for
you when he can’t spare an hour out of his day to be with you. It tore you apart.
Also… it tears you even more just as he gets up from
the bed, messed up clothes with creases and all as he heads to the exit of the
bedroom. He stops, hearing soft sniffs, deafening sobs that seem so quiet yet
loud to cause a ruckus in his heart, thrashing around his ribcage. His nerves
turn numb. His jaw goes slack as he turns his head to where you lay on your
side of the bed. He doesn’t know if he loses his ability to speak because of
how tight his throat contracts but he knows he finds it quick when he murmurs
your name into the silence of the night, starting to turn into the new day that
“I’m tired of this… Jungkook…”
That’s all it took to rip Jungkook to pieces completely.
He didn’t know which one was more hurtful; the crack in your
voice as you said it or the fact you can’t even look at him as you speak. His
heart is already gone at this point, hand slipping from the door as he stares
at you move about. The sheets drag down, the tears fall from your eyes and yet you still can’t look at him. His body reacts
faster than his mind can reprimand him, his heart encouraging him, his thoughts
trying to prevent him from doing what he has to do but he has to.
He eliminates the distance of you and him; he pulls you
close and puts his arms around you and settles down on the bed with you. He
places you in the space between his shoulder and neck, taking in the tears he’s
caused, of how many tormenting nights you had to go through alone. His hands,
reach up to stroke your head down to your back and all over again to soothe the
incoming batch of tears. He tries to coax you with promises he’s repeated again
and again… but again is just another word until it happens again.
“Baby I know it’s hard but… I’ll come back,” He murmurs into
your ears, gently pulling back to get a glimpse of your eyes that’s now red and
puffed up, wet with the tears coating your skin but Jungkook still thinks you
look beautiful. “I always come back, don’t I?” He whispers, both hands in
yours, squeezing for assurance, hoping you’d do the same to stop the clenching
preventing his heart to beat properly. All you do is turn the other cheek,
hands slipping from his grasp and you don’t miss the gasp that leaves his lips.
Sure, Jungkook has a bold and confident exterior. He may
have caused trouble around the neighborhood but it never hurt anyone as long as
they didn’t do any wrong. You know he’s going around with a group of guys (some
you know of) to keep the area in this part of the city safe for everyone.
Little does he know, the more he tries to protect other people, the more he’s
hurting the one he’s doing this for the most.
“I don’t know how long I can take this, I really don’t,” You
try to stabilize your voice, finding strength from within to push yourself back
up with self-esteem that constantly breaks down each time he goes away. But
there’s a hint of insecurity and a tinge of fear. The longer Jungkook waits,
the more pain injects to his system. “I don’t know when the day will come when
you say you’ll come back,” The suffer in your eyes is inevitable, the urge to
kiss them away drives him to the oblivion, half-taken breaths and regret lingering
in the air, “And you don’t,”
Taking his silence as an option to continue speaking, you
“How long more, Jungkook-ah?” Your eyes tear from his, and
Jungkook knows because it’s hurting you too much, “How long until I lose the
boy I love completely—“
“You will never lose me,” He deadpans. His hand grasps onto
yours with such desperation, it’s making your head spin. His other pulls you
towards him by the back of your neck. His eyes snap shut. Yours flutter close.
Your breath hitches. He’s the air you need, the one you breathe in and wish to
do it once more because it feels good and he gives it to you; he does just
that, if not more, again and again.
He kisses you and kisses you hard. He doesn’t let up. No
room for going back, no space for letting you to be insecure when you grow into
his embrace, sinking into his chest, smitten and nipped by his lips and teeth
that creates a mark that scars you as his. He pulls back in a haste, noticing
the sadness lingering but initially less than before.
“I will come back,”
He promises with another kiss, another promise that rephrases differently with
the same words, “I will for you.”
Just like that, you let him slip from your hold and out of
the door; to when he’ll return, you’ll never know until he comes back… again.
Warnings: Smut and Blood Sharing, oral sex. But it’s Damon…who wouldn’t want him feeding on them ;-)
Hips Don’t Lie - Shakira
Party For Two - Shania Twain ft. Billy Currington
The Next Morning
You slowly start to open your eyes, the sunlight coming through your window. You think for a minute and images of last night start to flood back. From the date to the moment Damon crawled in bed with you. You smile at the thought and your heart rate picks up a bit. You roll over expecting Damon to still be there, and he’s not.
Your smile disappears and your eyebrows furrow. Instead in his place is one single rose with a note:
Good Morning, Y/N
You looked so beautiful in your sleep that I decided not to wake you.
I am downstairs making breakfast.
Hope you will join me.