dress is almost finished!

The Real Man of Steel

Pairing: Clark/Superman x Reader

Request:  Hi, Could you write a Superman smut? Like have it really fluffy at the start. Maybe that Clark is really awkward, so is reader. maybe that reader finds out that he is Superman in this? Maybe while they are having sex and his grip is too strong

Smut: Yes

Words: 2673

Requests are open!


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anonymous asked:

Your You neso is adorable, i love the >:) face that it she has o(≧▽≦)o. I was inspired to get one as well after your You birthday trip and I was wondering what size yours was? Sorry about the scrub question, I'm fairly new to nesos ( ̄▽ ̄*)ゞ

Aaah, don’t worry! I’m fairly new to nesos as well! You-chan is my first nesoberi and I’ve had her for less than a month :)

You-chan is flattered that you think she’s adorable (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)

She’s from the MJNN Summer Uniform set! MJNN stands for Mega Jumbo Nesoberi Nuigurumi and refers to a specific size of neso — about 40cm in length and 20cm in height aka big enough to hug. Her head is even bigger than mine (:D)| ̄|_ They’ve been releasing one neso for this set every month for the past few months. All the first years and second years have already been released, I think… Dia? just came out, and Kanan and Mari haven’t been released yet.

As for buying a neso, I’m not sure where you’re located, but your best deal would be getting a neso from a UFO machine in Japan (bring someone who’s good with UFO machines to a game center with you and you can get one for real cheap! (•̀ ∀ •́)ﻭ✧). If you’re not in Japan, you’ll pretty much have to pay at least USD$40 to get one. There’s one left on Amazon for about USD$44 (shipping included) and two left on Amazon JP for ¥2950 (without shipping). Mandarake usually stocks nesos as well, but I’m pretty sure You is sold out by now (she came out waaaay back in December). Major cons usually have at least a few dealers who sell nesoberi, though You will sell out faster, and usually for a more expensive price because of her popularity. Yahoo! Auctions is also an option for buying nesos secondhand.

Nesoberi sizes can range from keychain-size to a whopping 50cm in length. There’s a nice guide to neso size here, if you’re curious!

About a Girl [3]

Originally posted by jinkooks

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Final / Epilogue

The disappointment

You had been working for Mr. Kim for nearly two months now, and things had gone pretty smoothly. You and Jangmi had bonded rather quickly. It made the job much easier. The one thing that didn’t make it easier was Mr. Kims absence. Jangmi would often ask about him, but you were never really sure how to answer. Most of the time you’d change the subject.

Jangmi squirmed as you pinned the last flower onto her dress for her school play tomorrow night. “Jangmi, you need to stay still. You don’t want me to accidentally prick you, do you?”

“No,” she muttered. “I just wanna see the dress!”

You gave her a warm smile. “Be patient, I’m almost finished.” You put the final stitch in, feeling relieved that you had finally finished. You sat back to admire your handy work. “Alright, we’re all done.”

Jangmi jumped down from the stool that she had been standing on, running to the full length mirror. She squealed in excitement at her reflection. She twirled in her dress. “Miss Y/LN, it’s perfect!” She rushed back to you, wrapping her arms around your waist. “Thank you so much.”

You gave her a pat on her head, “Anytime. Now, why don’t you go change into your pjs while I clean up. Alright?”

Jangmi skipped off to the bathroom as you cleaned up the mess that you had  made. Various pieces of cloth had been scattered across the room, it was your job to gather it all up. “Looks like a hurricane came through here,” a deep voice spoke.

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Derek Hale Story (9)

Dinner with Derek:

Originally posted by semejohn

Today is the day Derek and You chose to go on your second date. Derek asked you earlier this week to accompany him to dinner. Derek had texted you saying he will be picking you up at 6:30pm and to wear something nice.

 You texted back “don’t I always look nice?? O.o LOL” shortly after you received a response saying “ Of course you do, but look extra nice babe.” You do as told. you love any chance to look your best.

 you rummage through your closet where you hang most of your sexy  and nice clothes. you chose a nice not over the top dress. you bent down search through all your shoes. finding a perfect pair of strappy shoes for your dress. you placed your outfit on your bed and went into your washroom stripping off the clothes on your body, running the shower water to the perfect temperature and stepping into the shower.

 one of the best things you love about showering is your shower radio. you turn it on and theres no need to find a station as it is already on your favorite you start singing along to the song playing. “we never learn, we’ve been here before, why are we always stuck and running from the bullet, the bullets” your put some shampoo in the palm of your hands and wash your hair awhile still singing “ just stop your crying its the sign of the times, we gotta get away from here” you condition your hair and rinse. you start washing your body and shaving.

Another good song comes on before you know it your dancing and singing it to. “ jump in the Cadillac girl lets put some miles on it, anything you want just put a smile on it” you finish your shower stepping out onto the shower mat. you dry off your hair and body you go to your sink and brush your teeth and hair before leaving the bathroom and entering your room.

 you get dressed in your nice dress and start doing your makeup. you finish getting ready and its almost time to go. you put on your heels and grab your clutch purse to go with your dress. .

 you go downstairs and sit on your couch. playing on your phone till Derek gets there. only a few minutes later theres a knock on your door, and assuming its Derek because well who else would it be. you smile excited to see derek and open the door to see..

Stiles. what the f you think and look behind him, back and fourth as if Derek would come up to your house any moment.

“ugh you just gonna stand there looking around or let me in” stiles asked.

you step aside letting the boy in.  “ can I help you” you ask kind of annoyed and confused why stiles just  showed up at your door.

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

 stiles says. 

you gave him the biggest confused look ever. “what are you talking about” you ask still very much confused. stiles sighed.

“you know are connection for many things, like movies, as one example, there is a star wars marathon and dad wont let me watch it right now. it annoys him” stiles says ending with air quotations.

you burst out laughing. “ oh so you thought you could come to my house and watch it on my tv” you state

“no Y/N I just came here to tell you my favorite movie series is on tv and my dad is being an ass.” stiles says clearly full of sarcasm.

“oh well in that case thanks for letting me know bye” you sarcastically say back

Stiles has an offended look on his face while holding his hands to his heart.

“ouch, you don’t want to spend time with your best friend” stiles asks in a fake hurt tone.

You chuckle at him. “stiles I love hanging out with you but I have plans already if you didn’t notice the dress and heels I am wearing” you say.

Stiles looks you up and down and says “oh”

“yeah sorry Stiles Derek will be here any time now, I actually thought it was him knocking at the door”  you say politely.

“that’s fine, you have fun with sour wolf, ill just watch the movies alone” stiles says walking into your living room and grabbing the remote to your tv. You follow him in the living room in a hurry

 " wait what, I never said “you started to say but were cut off from a knock on the door. You give stiles an obvious glare and went to answer the door. 

"Hey hun” you greeted the sexy Derek Hale

“Hey babe, you look beautiful” Derek smiles and you can feel his amazing eyes travelling your figure in the white dress you wore.

“Aw thank you, you look beautiful too” you chuckle

“Where’s your snacks” you hear from inside your house.

“I am guessing stiles is here, I saw what sure looked to be his crap jeep parked and his scent” Derek says

“yeah he dropped by” you speak walking into  your home with Derek behind you most certainly enjoying his view.

Stiles comes form your kitchen with a mouth full of cheezies, while the bag of cheezies are in one hand and a can of soda in the other.

“Hey” Stiles spoke with bits of cheezie coming out of his mouth.

Derek looked at Stiles annoyed as ever.

Originally posted by stilinskihalefamily-archive

“why is he here” Derek turned his face to you asking

Stiles out on his offended face once again this evening from Dereks question. you sigh and answer “he is just here to watch some movies as the sheriff is busy at home not wanting noise”

“I wouldn’t want stiles around either” Derek smiled

“Don’t be such a sour wolf” stiles says to Derek

Derek and stiles are glaring at each other. I guess that’s our que to leave you thought.

“okay lets get going, and stiles if you make a mess im kicking your ass, then your sore ass is going to be cleaning the mess” you warn stiles

Stiles rolls his eyes walking into your living room. You and Derek head out the front door and into his car.

The drive was nice with small talk.

“I swear Stiles better behave at my house" you laugh

"if not, ill trip his throat out with my teeth” Derek tired saying in a serious tone but he soon smiled after saying that.

“thanks your the beats, gotta love a man that will kill your best friend for you” you laugh

“I would do anything for you” Derek says this time being one hundred percent serious

you give Derek a sweet smile and look out your window watching threes, houses, and stores passing by.

You guys arrive at the restaurant and Derek parks the car. He gets out of his car going to the passenger side to open the car door for you.

“Thank you” you say to Derek for being ever so kind.

You both walk hand in hand to a big dark brown builing that’s in front of you. The building has huge tinted windows in the front of it. The door man held the front door for you and Derek. You both walked in the restaurant.

 The place has light wood floors, dark brown tables, and cream color chairs. The walls are dark brown as well and the ceiling is cream color with flowers all over the ceiling and shinning little lights sparkling all around.

“How can I help you” A older looking man asked.

“A table for two” Derek answered

“right this way” the man lead us to a table by one of the big walls of the building. Derek pulled your chair out for you to  take a seat. and you thank him. He smiles and sits down.

“A waiter will be right with you” the old man says leaving you two alone.

“This place is nice” you smile looking around. “Thank you for this date” you say turning to look back at Derek.

“Already thanking me and the date just started, I must be good” Derek laughs and you roll your eyes.

“yes your so great” you say sarcastically even though it is true he really is great heck more than great.

A waiter who looks in his early twenties came to your table handing you and Derek menus.

  "Is there anything I can get you two to drink" The waiter asked.

“I will have water” Derek responds

“And what can I get you beautiful” The waiter asks you and Derek tenses up a bit with a not so happy look on his face from this boy calling you beautiful.

Who does he think he is calling you that. He should not be able to talk to customers like that. How unprofessional. He cant just call you that in front of him, your his girlfriend, Wait, no your not, not yet anyways.. Derek’s mind went a little wild at the waiters comment. And now he feels like an  idiot though you and the waiter have no insight in his head. He felt awkward and stupid for calling you his girlfriend even just in his head. He was so in thought he didn’t even notice you answered the waiter and he had left to get both your drinks.  

“So what are you thinking of eating” You ask Derek while looking over your own menu

Derek takes a quick look at his menu “Steak probably” He answers

“that sounds good” You give a small smile. You both look at the menus for another minute. The waiter comes back with your drinks setting them down.

“so what can I get you both to eat” the waiter asks

“I will have the steak well done with side Caesar salad” Derek replies to the water and both the boys turn their heads to you awaiting your answer.

“And for you hun” the waiter asks

Derek clears his throat a little to make his presence known and takes a sip of his water. You  glance at Derek and than look back to the waiter and reply “i’ll have the same, steak well done with Caesar salad”  

The waiter writes it down and takes your and Derek’s menus and giving you a little smile. Derek gives the waiter boy a glare wile glancing at him as the waiter walks away. You gave Derek a questionable look seeing he glared at the waiter. Derek gives you a tiny smile like nothing happened and nothing is bothering him.

“Your weird” you say to Derek and chuckle

Derek raises his eyebrows at you “ have you met yourself” he asks laughing. You furrow your eyebrows “Uh yeah I have and I think im pretty awesome” you smile.

“I am not disagreeing with that” he says and Derek takes a a hold of your hand smiling at you.

“so far are you liking it here” Derek asks you

“No. so far I am loving it here and being with you” you say being all cheesy

“good, if you didn’t like it here we could of took off somewhere else” Derek says

“no no this is great babe” you smile big 

“How was your day, anything exciting happen” you asks Derek

“I worked out most of the time, and got my self ready for this date. the only exciting thing would be right now this date spending time with you” he replies

“well arnt you just a smooth talker” you laugh

“I guess, I make the truth sound smooth” he laughs.

The waiter bring the steak and salad you both ordered. The boy didn’t acknowledge Derek but looked at you and said “enjoy your meal” with a smile and walked away.

You turn to Derek. “Is it me or was he to friendly to me and not very nice to you” you ask and laugh a little. Derek’s face looked surprised you mentioned it. “oh you noticed” he says.

“yeah I did and it was awkward” you reply

“just a little” he laughs

You both start eating your food. After a couple minutes of eating you had to declare your love. For this food of course.

“Gotta love steak, I might have to marry the chief” you chuckle

Derek faked being hurt. “ for your information I am a great cook, so you dint have to leave me for some chief” he says trying to be serious.

“Macaroni and cheese doesn’t count” you pointed out

Derek put on  joking angry face. “I am going to cook you dinner” he says dead serious

“we are already eating dinner” you say playing dumb

“Another time smart ass” Derek laughs

You and Derek take more bites of your meals. “so what do you plan on cooking for me” you ask after swallowing some steak

“It will be a surprise, don’t worry you will like it” Derek replies

“I don’t like mac and cheese that much” you joke

Derek sighs jokingly “Im not making damn macaroni and cheese” he chuckled

“Well with all honesty, I cant wait to have whatever you make me for dinner” you smile

Derek smiled. You and Derek enjoy eating more of your food. You guys finish up your food and the waiter came to ask how the bill is being paid and if everything is together. Derek said yes its together and paid with cash.

“Have a goodnight beautiful” The waiter said to you walking away

“He is one lucky boy” Derek says taking your hand walking to his car

“whys that” you asked confused

because I didn’t rip his throat out with my teeth" Derek says partly joking but very annoyed how that idiot boy talked and flirted with you. You laugh

“Are you jealous” you asks

Derek chuckles “No but I do wish that boy had more respect for you and me your date” He says. You nod as your in dereks car driving back to your home.

The ride is peaceful and quite. just you and Derek with smiles on your faces. You watch the scenery passing by through the car window. You get home and Derek turns off his car but stays inside it.

“I would walk you to the door but I don’t want stiles spying on us” Derek chuckles

“I agree” you smile at him 

You move in to kiss him and he meets you almost half way your lips smash together. its a tingly amazing feeling all over your body, on your lips,face,neck,chest and down your arms.

Originally posted by painfulblisss

 "Sleep well babe" Derek says as you both are pulling away.

“You too hun” You smile and get out of the car and walking to your front door going inside.

 You walk to your living room hearing the tv. Damn stiles and his movies you think to your self. You see stiles passed out on your couch cuddling a bag of cheezie. His mouth is open and light  snores are coming from it. You Smile at your dorky best friend and take the cheezies bag away covering him with a blanket folded up on the back of the couch. You turn off the tv and head up stairs to your room.

 You remove your heels and dress and change into a tank top and shorts to sleep in. You go into your bathroom to wash off your makeup and brush your teeth. You jump in bed and your whole date flashes through your mind, you smile at the recent events that have happened tonight and drift off to sleep.


(gifs not mine) The is part 9 to the Derek Hale Story. Read other parts if you have not. Sorry it was very late had a lot going on with moving and my daughter. hope you all understand and enjoy this part.


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You're ill and try to hide it from Reid

Plot:You wake up having a cold

It was the usual routine as always. You woke up to shower and then to eat. Then you would wake up Spencer but this time you couldn’t. You just had to made your way out of the house without waking him up.
You were ill and you knew he would do anything to make you stay at home.
You were almost finish with dressing up.
Actually a bit to early but then noise made you turn around.
“Y/N , why didn’t you wake me up ?”
It was Spencer.
Ok this was your go to run. It was to late because he already grabbed your arm.
“Did I upset you?”
You were still turned with your back to him.
“ No” you simply said.
“You don’t wanna show your face?"he asked getting more and more insecure about the fact that you weren’t willing to turn around.
"Hey, could you please …” You were interrupted by your own sneeze.
Now he was giggling.
“So you’re ill… Is this the reason you might wanted to go earlier than usual?”
Now he turned you around. You responded with a little nod. He hugged you and whispered
“Thank god I woke up because now you won’t escape me”

XXIV - I Belong Here

Sportarobbie Fanfiction - The 24th Shortie

Warnings: None at all :)

Summary: It’s the Lazy Town ball! Everyone’s all dressed up, they dance, they eat, they perform a song together… For once, Robbie feels accepted, like he belongs.

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secret garden (yoongi smut).

the awaited and requested follow up for fly.

elements: fluff, smut, language

description: y/n has a nice morning with the girls and comes home to a sweet scene between yoongi and your daughter. taehyung, jung kook, and jimin take her out to play for the afternoon and y/n gets some alone time with yoongi.

word count: 3,370 (for those of you not into smut, fret not because 1,657 of this is a-okay g rated fluffy goodness. the other 1,713 is for you dirty birdies~)

I came home from brunch and shopping with the girls to a quiet house. Weird. Yoongi’s car was outside but I couldn’t hear a peep. Even if Yoongi was asleep, I knew that our daughter, Myla, wouldn’t be. She’s smart, sassy, loud, and an independent little thing who can do everything on her own. She’s three.

“I’m home!” I announced, hanging my keys on the wall in the entryway. I kicked off my flats and ventured further in.

“Yeobo? Myla?” I called, figuring our daughter might hear better. I hoped he had decided to spend time with Myla since he finally got some time off, but when Yoongi was focused on something there was no getting through to him. He was able to cut the world out so well when he was working. I guess you kind of have to though when you want to be as good as him.

I checked the studio downstairs and knocked, opening the door when I heard no reply. Nothing. I made my way up to the second floor and rounded the corner to our bedroom. Empty. That’s when I heard them. Faint murmurs in the next room over.

I quietly pushed open the door to Myla’s room, just enough so that I could peek in. They sat together on the ground. Yoongi with his back against the bed and she in his lap, a cheap toy piano on hers.

She carefully pressed down on the keys, concentration prominent on her face. Gosh. She looks exactly like her father. Her fingers stuttered over the notes and she slammed her small fist onto the keyboard.

“Appa, it’s too hard. I’m done.” She turned over in frustration, burying her face in his chest.

“You did good. We can try again later. ” He said, rubbing her back after placing the piano to the side. He stood up with her in his arms, groaning as he did. I pushed open the door fully, revealing my presence. A smile took over Yoongi’s face and Myla’s head whipped around at the creak of the door.

“Eomma!” She screamed ecstatically, kicking her legs as a sign for Yoongi to put her down. He set her on the ground and she rushed over to me.

“I missed you so much, Eomma!” She said, digging her chin into my thigh, smile beaming up at me.

“I missed you too, Myla.” I chuckled, kissing the top of her head before she flung her arms around my neck and dropped weight.

After adequate affection, I peeled her from my frame and turned my attention to my loving husband. He welcomed me with open arms and my body instantly conformed to his. I closed my eyes and we stood swaying in the doorway of Myla’s room. It wasn’t until her pitter patter disappeared down the hall that Yoongi and I drew apart.

I missed you.” He said, pulling me back in to kiss my neck. I giggled, playfully pushing at his shoulders.

“How was she?” I asked, ready to be entertained with his answer.

“She’s got so much energy! Jagi, I don’t know how you do it but I’m so glad she has you because I’d never be able keep up.” He paused to take a breath. “And who knew 3 year olds could talk so well? That part she definitely gets from Min Suga Genius.” He finished, puffing out his chest proudly. I smacked his chest, scolding his ever pretentious behavior. But, in reality, he was actually one of the few people who could actually walk his talk so I didn’t give him too much grief about it.

“Well Yeobo, lucky for you, Tae called me this morning while I was out with the girls and begged me to let him have Myla for the afternoon. He, Kookie, and ChimChim are going to the zoo.” I said.

“Oh, she’ll enjoy that.” He thought aloud.

“Mhm. Plus, she hasn’t seen her uncles in a while so I told him he could. I think it’ll be a nice time for the four of them.” I said, twirling my fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck.

“Hmm, so I get you all to myself?” He quirked his brow suggestively.

“Until they come back.” I answered, playing with his collar. “Knowing them, they’ll probably stay for dinner. But at least we’ll have the afternoon. That should be enough time, right?”

“Oh Jagi, no amount of time would ever be enough with you.” His words were incredibly sweet, but the way he was nibbling on my ear was far from. I gasped, smacking his arm lightly.

It had been a while since we had been able to really spend time alone. Since Myla was born it’s been difficult to get any time for ourselves. This would be a rare occasion for us and I was going to make the best of it.

“Myla! How would you like to go to the zoo with Uncle TaeTae and JungKookie?” I asked, purposely leaving out Jimin. He was her favorite. She squealed excitedly and came racing down the hall.

“Yes! Yes! Yay!!” She cheered, clapping her hands but then stopped and cocked her head at me curiously. “What about Chiminie Oppa?”

I giggled knowing she’d ask about him. They had a bond I found adorable. Similar to the one kookie and I shared.

“Yes, Oppa will be there too.” Yoongi answered lovingly. “Now go get changed, they’re coming soon!” He told her, patting her bottom as she pushed between us to go to her dresser.

She rummaged through the drawers and pulled out a bright peach sun dress, a couple shades lighter than Jimin’s hair. She yanked down her romper and stepped out of the baby blue puddle of cloth. Myla tugged the dress over her head and gave us a twirl. We both applauded enthusiastically. She then walked up to Yoongi and pushed me out of the way. I lifted my brows in slight shock but moved aside anyway. She turned around, back facing Yoongi and planted her hands on her hips.

“Appa, tie.” She commanded. He widened his eyes at me and I shrugged, stifling a laugh when she turned around because he didn’t move. She tugged on his shirt.

“Tie, Appa! ” She urged. He knelt down and began tying. The front door opened downstairs and I could hear the bodies shuffling in.

“They’re here!! I have to go, bye!” She tried running away but Yoongi pulled her back by the strings of her dress.

“Ya! I’m almost done.” He reprimanded, clicking his tongue as he finished tying the bow.

Just then Taehyung jumped out from behind me, startling me half to death. Myla shrieked with excitement.

“Yah! Tae!” I fussed, clutching my chest from the scare.

Myla ran past me and jumped into his arms and he spun her around. A muscled arm draped over my shoulders and a platonic kiss was pressed to my cheek.

“Hi, Noona.”

“Hi, Kookie.” I touched my head to his shoulder for a moment and lifted it again.

Jimin quickly slid by us, pressing his cheek to mine in passing to make for a greeting.

“Where’s my princess?” He asked with his arms open.

“Oppa!” Myla scurried down from the bed she had been jumping on while pillow fighting with Taehyung, her hair mussed. She ran to him and he trapped her in his embrace.

“Cute set up you got there, Hyung. Looks real comfy.” Kookie jested.

Yoongi was sitting in the corner of the room on Myla’s tiny yellow bean bag chair. His knees were by his head and he was hunched over with his chin in his hands and he was squatting so low he might as well have been sitting on the ground. He looked absolutely ridiculous. I nudged Jung Kook’s side and he pretended to be badly injured.

“Alright, that’s enough fooling around. You guys should get going while the sun is still up.” I said, fixing Myla’s hair and straightening out her dress.

“Bye, Eomma. Saranghaeyo.” She wrapped her arms around my neck and I hugged her tightly. She kissed both of her hands and rubbed them on my cheeks.

“Neomu saranghae.” I kissed her nose and stood up. She ran over to Yoongi and snuggled briefly before pulling back.

“I love you.” She grinned, beginning their game.

“I love you more.” He countered.

“I love you most.” She smiled triumphantly. He chuckled and smothered her with kisses.

The rest of the group said their goodbyes and shuffled out, the littlest one leading of course.

I closed the door after them and sighed in content. I didn’t realize how much hanging out with the girls earlier had worn me out. I went to the table where I had left the shopping bags and began unloading them. Yoongi parked his hands in their usual spot on my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder.

“What'cha get?” He asked, his fingers idly playing with the fabric of my shirt.

“I got you a beanie and more candles for the studio, new studs for Myla, and a couple of bath bombs for me.” I rattled off, folding the bags to reuse for later.

“Yah. Jagi, you’re always spoiling us. Today was supposed to be for you! To get what you want. To do what you want. To unwind, have fun, and not have to think about taking care of Myla or me for once.” He said, rubbing my sides. I turned around to face him and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Yeobo, you two are all that I want and the only things I ever think about.” I smiled gently and pecked him on the nose. He shook his head and swooped me up in his arms bridal style.

“What do you say we put those bath bombs to some good use?” He hummed, grabbing the package and swiping some candles too, walking to our bathroom.

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redraw of that scene by memory but then pulled up a ref at the end for little details >u>;;

I Win

Pairing: Hercules x Reader
Inspired by a gif set that I saw and now can no longer find lol
Trigger Warnings: None???
NOTE: This is my very first imagine soooo hopefully I’ll get better at writing these :)

You weren’t sure what started this war between brothers. John was standing behind Alexander, roughly massaging his shoulders. As he gave words of encouragement, Alex shooed him away. “You’re not helping,” He muttered. Lafayette was squatting between Alex and Hercules, “You know the rules, mon amis. Elbows on the table.”

“I still don’t understand why you must do this now.” You claimed loudly from your seat.

“How else am I to prove that I am just as strong as Hercules, Y/N?” Alex demanded impatiently. Herc simply rolled his eyes, “You’re not.”

“He’s right.” You said. “You’re not.”

“See, this is why Laf has to mediate. You’re biased because Herc is soon to be your courter.” John smirked, watching your cheeks become a deep shade of red.

You and Herc had been friends since childhood. It began with small Hercules asking you how to put on a dress. That’s when you knew he’d be a tailor one day. Both your parents had caught you and Herc in your room. He was in the middle of trying to get on the second layer of clothing when your fathers doubled over laughing.

Since then, the both of you were told you would marry. The topic never came up much between the two of you, but leave it to your parents and friends to elongate the lifelong awkward tension. You and Herc were very close; you told each other everything. But marriage was something you two silently agreed to never speak about.

“Stop stalling. Let’s get on with it. I have a dress to finish.” Herc chuckled when Alex almost growled at his condescending tone. He glanced at you, giving a small reassuring smile. Then they gripped hands and Lafayette signaled the start. A few seconds in, it was clear that Alex was losing this battle. “Don’t win too quickly, Alexander.” You giggled.

“Shut up.”

Herc gave one look to Alex’s distressed face, then to the clock on the wall behind him. “For the love of God,” He muttered. Suddenly, before you could blink, Alexander’s hand smacked the table, leaving Hercules victorious. You grinned as John and Lafayette cheered. “Looks like we’ve found the one thing Alex can’t do.” You said, standing from your seat.


“Alex, I have work to do.”

“Fine. Tomorrow, on your break.”

“If it’s that important to you, fine.” Herc chuckled.

John, Alex, and Lafayette said their goodbyes soon after, leaving you and him alone. “That was very fun to watch.” You told him with a grin. “Well, I do try to cease every opportunity to make him angry.” He joked. “So, are you ready to try on the dress?”

“I think so.”

He pointed you in the direction of the dressing room where your dress, which he made in preparation for your birthday ball the next day, was waiting. Upon seeing the dress, you were taken aback. It was beautiful. You muttered a small wow before moving to try it on. “Is it okay?”

“It’s perfect.”

“I know your mother said white, but blue really seems to do you justice.”

You smiled to yourself, relishing in the compliment. He thought you looked good in blue. Maybe that’s just him being a tailor, but you couldn’t help but feel a jolt of electricity.

“Hurry up Y/N!”

“Don’t rush me.” You chuckled. “I just want to see. You’ve left me dangling on a string.” He laughed. “And I intend to leave you dangling if you continue to rush me.” You returned, giggling at his excitement. “Sorry, sorry.”

You walked out, picking up the skirts so they didn’t drag across the floor too much. Hercules’s eyes widened as he gazed at you, jaw slacked. “Wow.” He said.

“Close your mouth,” You laughed, “You’ll catch flies.”

“You look stunning.” He grinned. “Beautiful, amazing, gorgeous.” You blushed as he continued to pour out compliments. The fact that he thought you were attractive was news to you. You were completely enamored as you watched his all but gawk over you. Suddenly, you painfully aware of something.

You loved him.

Yes, you, Y/N Y/L/N, were completely, totally, utterly, truly, madly, deeply in love with Hercules Mulligan. You always had been. And you always will be.

You began to look for imperfections, eager to try and change the subject, but found none. “Um, maybe you should check the, uh, measurements. Just to make sure.” You blurted out.

He looked confused, but nodded. “Of course. Wait for me inside, I’ve got to grab a few things.”

You walked into the dressing room and stood on the pedestal. You looked at yourself in the reflection, feeling more than proud of yourself. Hercules thought you were pretty. Gorgeous, even. You twirled around with a smile on your face, the dress flowing naturally around you.

Little did you know, Herc could see you from the counter. He was watching with a tiny smile, ecstatic that you liked the dress. He’d worked on that dress, exclusively, for two weeks. He wasn’t going to make anything for you that wasn’t the best. You only deserved the best. Which was why he never brought up marriage with you.

You deserved more than a tailor’s apprentice. You deserved a lawyer, a politician, a general, a god, if that was possible. And he was anything but.

He shook his head, gathering his present for you before heading into the dressing room. “Hey Y/N?” You hummed your acknowledgment.

“I, uh, got you a present.”

“Hercules, you don’t have to get a present every year. Your friendship is enough.” No it’s not, your brain said. You want more than friendship and you know it. “You know that I don’t care about your no-presents policy.” He chuckled. “Close your eyes.”

“Hercules–” He gave you a warning look, so you sighed and closed your eyes.

You heard his footsteps come closer and closer until he was on the pedestal with you. Your breath hitched as his breath fanned over your neck. Suddenly, you felt something cold lay on your chest. You gasped at its temperature, your eyes flying open. The jewels of the necklace were sparkling as you brought your hand up to touch it. You turned around and looked into his deep brown eyes. The jewels’ paled in comparison. “Oh my god. Herc, it’s beautiful.”

“A beautiful necklace for a beautiful girl.”

You would’ve been a liar if you said this moment didn’t feel perfect. You were staring into each other’s eyes, passionate silence filling the room. He slowly and hesitantly brought his hands to the your face, and cupped your cheeks. “Y/N…” He whispered. Your eyes fluttered closed and you leaned into him. Finally, you—


Something must’ve fallen in the main room and startled Hercules because he fell backwards off the pedestal and straight into a pile of fabric. “Oh my god, Herc!” You rushed over to him, picking fabric off of him. “Are you okay?”

He cleared his throat and stood up awkwardly. “I’m fine. I’m fine.” He breathed. He looked bewildered and embarrassed, the blush that covered his cheeks showing a sharp contrast between his skin. “I’ve got to, um. I’ve got some dresses to finish up.” He declared. “I’ll see you tomorrow on my break?”

You felt dejected and hurt as you furrowed your brow, nodding. “Of course.”

The next day, your birthday, seemed to move in a blur. You were counting down the minutes until you could see Herc again. Quite frankly, you thought it was unfair to both you for him to leave things the way he did. You needed to talk to him. You got there a bit early, careful to avoid this talk being made a huge deal by your other three friends, calling out Herc’s name.

“Y/N! Happy birthday!” He grinned, hugging you tightly. He was warm and cuddly and you never wanted to let go. Unfortunately, he pulled away, claiming he had just a bit more work to finish. “Honestly, I’m pushing this deadline. I spent most of my time on your dress and—”

“You did?”

He looked into your eyes, seeming to look for something. “Yes.” He immediately turned back around and began working. You could tell he was stressed. His brow furrowed, his hands clumsily bumping into each other as he sewed, his foot tapping the floor at an alarming rate. That plus the awkward tension was too much. So you came up with an idea.

You plopped your elbow on the table noisily, ignoring the pain it caused. Hercules looked up to you and your open hand, before putting two and two together.

“You can’t be serious.”

“If you can arm wrestle the boys, why can’t you arm wrestle me?” You looked at him expectantly as he sighed and sat across from you. He hesitantly placed his elbow on the table and gripped your hand loosely, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

You could tell there was a double meaning to that, but chose to respond to the situation. “I’m not a porcelain doll, Herc. I don’t need to be a revolutionary to beat you.” You gripped his hand tighter, sending a fuzzy feeling through your arm, and he fought back a smile at your statement. “Okay.” He quietly agreed.

You counted off and began immediately straining yourself to compensate for Herc’s strength. He was surprised you’d lasted as long as you did. Sure, he wasn’t using his full strength, but you could barely carry firewood without toppling over.

You looked up at him and let out a breath, feeling yourself starting to lose. He gave a chuckle as he stared at the both of your hands. His eyes were shimmering with amusement although he wouldn’t look at you. You glanced at his lips. They were twitching into a small playful smile.

Oh, what the hell.

You stood up and leaned over the table, softly pressing your lips to his. Herc sat in confusion, his thoughts running a million miles an hour. You immediately thought you’d done something wrong so you started to pull away. As soon as you broke apart, he brought his other hand to the back of your neck and pulled you back where you belonged. Your lips moved in sync with sparks flying in each and every direction. It was better than you had ever imagined.

Not that you imagined it or anything.

You both had to pull away, simply to breath. You curse your need for oxygen as he pressed his forehead against yours. You noticed his grip on your arm wrestling hand had tightened. Smirking, you pecked his lips once more.


You sat back in your chair with a grin on your face. His smile grew as he watched you giggle, staring at his hand that was now on the table.

“I win.”

anonymous asked:

can you do a 'I twisted my ankle and you’re the only one here strong enough to carry me to the nurse’s office but we’re both really awkward' fluff scenario with jungkook pls? Thank you! >< I love your writing style ❤️❤️❤️

Originally posted by ky-ngsoo


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“Oh my god, (Y/N)!” Your friend called out, watching you fall and land distorted on your side. Pain quickly shot through your ankle as you attempted to get up. Your friend had ran toward you, and a pile of other students in your PE class were beginning to surround you as you groaned in pain.

“(Y/N), are you alright?” She wondered, leaning down to help you up. Your PE teacher had appeared on scene and gruffly pulled her away.

“She might be seriously hurt, don’t help her up.” He snapped. You laid back against the dirt, covering your face in utter humiliation.

“I’m fine, I swear…” You mumbled halfheartedly, sitting up once more and trying to stand. Your PE teacher helped, but it felt awkward and lopsided. as he held your elbow to keep you upright.

“Jungkook should help (Y/N) to the nurses office! He’s the strongest in the class.” A voice in the distance shouted. The crowd seemed to part where Jungkook stood, eyes wide and cheeks flushed a pinkish color. He was the most athletic in the class, and you took the hue of his cheeks as exhaustion from running.

Your teacher looked towards Jungkook, jerking his head at the school and looking back at you. “He’ll take you right back to the school. It’s too far to walk, and it probably isn’t that bad. Just a sprain?”

You met Jungkook’s eyes, who immediately looked down. He sighed, coming over to you.

“Alright,” your teacher shouted toward the other kids still crowding around. “Go back to running! Just because (Y/N) is hurt doesn’t mean you can sit out.”

A chorus of groans and foot stomping sounded, before all of them stampeded away. Your teacher gave you one last look before following after the kids in a small jog, and you and Jungkook were left alone.

“So, uh…” He mumbled, wiping his sweat ridden brow and brushing hair out of his face. You fidgeted with your shirt, desperately cursing the heavens for making the one boy you’ve ever looked at in a romantic way in your PE class, where you were clumsy and also sweaty from running. “Should we…get going?”

“…Right.” You nodded, limping toward the school. Your ankle felt as if someone were stabbing needles into it, and Jungkook caught your wrist.

“Don’t walk! You’ll only get hurt worse. Here, I’ll carry you.”

“I-I’m fine!” You waved his arms off, and Jungkook merely sighed.

“Get on my back or I’ll carry you bridal style.”

You stood there defensively, half of you wishing he’d pick you up bridal style but the other half reminding you that you were sweaty and he was damn sure going to be able to feel. Still, Jungkook barely gave you an option before scooping you off of your feet and beginning to walk.

For a moment in shock, you limply hung in his arms, before regaining your senses and wrapping your arms around his neck. He huffed out a sigh, still unable to meet your eyes for a moment.

“Sorry for this…” You mumbled, closing your eyes and trying to forget the way his arms were flexing under your grip. You felt him shrug, and opened your eyes to see him smiling slightly.

“It’s fine, I am the strongest. Who else should carry an injured person? I won’t drop you.” He teased, before leaning over with you in his arms. You gasped, crying out and holding tightly onto him. Jungkook let out a laugh, tauntingly pretending he’s about to drop you each time.

“Jungkook, seriously!” You cried, holding yourself close to his body. He finally listened after a few more times of pretending to drop you, before continuing to bring you toward the school.

“I told you I wouldn’t drop you. Just relax.” He winked, and you hit his shoulder.

“I won’t relax until you put me down! You’re so mean.” You snapped, continuing to hit him as he laughed.

He looked at you for the first time, eyes practically sparkling as he laughed. You had to look away to keep yourself from screaming at just how cute he was. 

Jungkook finally got the both of you to the school in one piece, and walked down the hall near the nurses office. The nurse wasn’t there, but the lady at the front office allowed Jungkook to wait in there with you.

“I’m seriously fine…You can leave.”

Jungkook sat on the stiff bed beside you, flexing his legs right out in front of you. He tapped his thighs in a rhythmical motion, before looking you in the eyes for the second time. “Truthfully…I don’t believe you. I’d rather know you were okay from someone that I trust.”

“Wow,” you crossed your arms, leaning yourself into him to bump his shoulder. He chuckled softly. “that’s so rude.”

“Sorry, I’m usually like this with friends. By the way, who the fuck yelled out my name?”

“It sounded like Jimin.” You guessed. “By the way, you’re pretty funny, so don’t worry about filtering yourself.”

He continued to strum his palms lazily against his thighs, making small slapping sounds that sounded like a familiar song you couldn’t name. A habit, maybe?

“Okay, thanks. After this do you want to ditch the rest of class?”

You could feel your heart practically stopping at his request, and nodded almost immediately. He let out a long exhale, glancing over at you and nodding. “Let’s go to the arcade down the street. I have a stamp card that’ll get me free pizza if I bring friends. You happen to be a friend, so free pizza. What’s your last class today?”

“Last? I have math last…” You mumbled, and Jungkook made a sour ugh noise.

“Let’s just skip our last two classes, then…” He stood up, right as the nurse walked through the door. She helped you with your leg, wrapping it up gently and icing it. She told you it should feel a little better after resting it in there.

Jungkook had been forced to leave the room, but in reality he’d went and got changed before coming back and helping you escape from the room when the nurse left for another few minutes. He practically ran with you on his back into the gym, dropping you off in front of the door to the change room and telling you where to meet him.

You dressed quickly despite a throbbing ankle, but it hurt a significant amount less which you were grateful for. After finishing dressing, you shoved your clothes into your bag, almost hopping out the door to meet Jungkook where he’d instructed.

“Should I carry you for a clean getaway? What if coach is out there still…”

“He won’t see us, he’s too busy ordering the other kids around.” You promised, your cheeks feeling heated at the way he held his arms around you, ready to pick you up once more. Jungkook ignored your words even though he’d asked permission, and picked you up once more.

“I don’t want to risk it, even without a hurt leg you run pretty slow…This is just drastic measures, nothing personal!”

Damn, I miss you.

Imagine where Sammy and yn are married with kids but then they get into an argument over something and Sammy says he wants a divorce but yn gets really upset over that bc she moved to LA to be with him in the first place, but then Sammy eventually apologises and says he doesn’t really want a divorce. Sorry that this is long and probably confusing! Love your blog! 💕

(Sammy’s pov)
I’m at home with the kids at the moment while waiting for Y/N to come home. “No ughh Cam please stop hitting your sister with the toy train” I say pulling apart the two kids “Daddddddy where’s mommy? I want her homeeeeee!!” My daughter Avery yells stomping and my son Cam adds on “Yea where’s mommy?”. I pick Avery up and sit her on the couch while Cam jumps on himself. “*sigh* she’ll be home soon ok guys? Mommy just has to wor-” I pause as I hear the door knob jiggling and the kids jumping off the couch running to the door as Y/N walks in. “MOMMY!!” They both yell hugging her legs. “Aww Avie and Cammy I missed you guys! How are my munchkins?” She says taking off her shoes and jacket but then bending down to their level to greet them. “Not good” Cam says pouting “aw why is that?” She asks. “Because you’re never here” I say intervening. She looks at me and gets back up then looks down at the kids. “Babies why don’t you guys go to bed so tomorrow we can go to the park” She says “Ohhh mommy can I get Ice cream?!” “Ohhh I want to go out for ice cream too!” The kids say. “Ok we will get you both your favorite ice creams, how about that?” She says. “YAAAAAYYYYYYYY” they scream running to their bedroom. She watches them run off and then looks at me smiles and walks up to me putting her arms around my neck. I wrap my arms around her waist and nuzzle my head in the crook of her neck. I then say “mmmm I miss you” “Sammy I’m right here what do you mean?” She says. I remove my head from her neck and say “you’re never home, you always come home so late we never spend time together anymore” “baby I’m sorry you know I actually work unlike some people” she says sitting on the couch as do I. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I ask “well Sam let’s just say I have an actual job and that’s why I have no time on my hands” she says standing up walking to the kitchen. “Y/N I do have an actual job if you’ve forgotten I get stacks everyday” I say following her. She grabs a water from the fridge taking a sip then says “ohhh because social medias sooooo hard” “what the fuck is your problem?! At least I’m getting paid!” I say raising my voice “yea well you can’t be nagging on me for not being here WHEN YOU KNOW I WORK” she says raising her voice also “IM SORRY?! YOU KNOW I DIDN’T MARRY YOU JUST TO NOT SEE YOU EVEN MORE THAN WHEN WE WERE DATING ALL IM ASKING FOR IS JUST A COUPLE OF DAYS OR EVEN HOURS JUST TO SPEND TIME WITH YOU!” She then slams her water down and says “SAM I WORK IN A HOSPITAL!! PEOPLES LIVES CANT BE PUT ON HOLD JUST BECAUSE YOU WANT TO CUDDLE!” “ARE YOU SAYING IM NOT IMPORTANT?!” I yell getting in her face. “NO IM SAYING THAT SOMEONES LIFE IS IMPORTANT SAM” she says “WELL SOMETIMES YOUR HOURS DONT ADD UP Y/N!” I say “WHATS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!” She yells infuriated “YOURE SUPPOSED TO BE HOME AT 9:00pm AND SOME NIGHTS LIKE TONIGHT YOU GET HOME AT 10:30pm!” “SAM I WORK IN THE EMERGENCY ROOM SOMETIMES I WORK OVER TIME BECAUSE INJURED PEOPLE NEED ME THERE LONGER THAN MY SHIFT! HOW COULD YOU EVEN QUESTION IF IM AT WORK?!” she screams “BECAUSE YOU START WORK AT 3:00pm AND END AT 9:00pm EVEN BEFORE THOSE HOURS YOURE NEVER HOME!!” I yell “BECAUSE I RUN ERRANDS FOR THE HOUSE! I HANG OUT WITH MY KIDS AND FRANKLY I CARE ABOUT THEM A LOT TO THE POINT WHERE ID SPEND ALL MY FREE TIME WITH THEM!” “OH SO NOW YOU DONT CARE ABOUT ME?!” I yell offended. She then says “NO IM SAYING MAYBE ID LIKE IT IF I HAD A GUY WHO UNDERSTOOD WHAT I GO THROUGH AND DO FOR A LIVING!” I then feel so offended that without even thinking I say “OH YEA WELL MAYBE ID LIKE IT IF WE GOT A DIVORCE!” She backs up stunned. Before she could respond I hear a small voice coming from the hall across the room.
(Y/N pov)
“OH YEA WELL MAYBE ID LIKE IT IF WE GOT A DIVORCE!” Sammy yells. I back up shocked. A divorce? Before I could say anything back we hear a small voice coming from the hall across the room, our heads immediately turn to see the kids hugging each other in fright “Daddy please stop yelling at mommy.” Cam says “why don’t you love mommy?” Avery asks. Sammy walks over to the kids and crouches down to talk to them. “No babies I do love mommy so so much” he whispers to them but loud enough so I hear “then why are you yelling at her?” Avery asks. Before he could say anything I walk up to them while Sam looks at me then walks away to the bathroom. Once I hear the door shut I say “Um Cameron, Avery?” “Yes mommy?” They say hugging my legs “let’s go get you guys dressed we’re leaving for a little while” “REALLY?! WHERE ARE WE GOING MOMMY?!” They ask excited “to a nice hotel” I say “YAAAAYYYYYYY!” They yell running to their room. I follow them to help them get dressed.
I’m finish dressing Cam and I’m almost done with Avery, at the moment I’m tying her shoes. I finish then start packing about a weeks worth of their clothes. Once I’m done I run to my room and grab my already packed suitcase I have just in case something like this were to happen, right when I’m about to leave my and Sams room, Sam walks in the room. “What are you doing?” He asks sniffling as if he’s been crying. I look in his eyes to see that they’re really red and his face is a bit puffy, before I accidentally forget everything and comfort him out of instinct I roll my suitcase past him going to the kids who are in the living room waiting sitting on the couch. I take the kids hands walking to the door to get my shoes and jacket on. Sam follows. “Y/N answer me where are you going?” Sam asks his voice cracking. I slip on my shoes and put my jacket on then say “Sam we’re going to a hotel so I can have time to think and so can you.” I say grabbing my car keys opening the door and walking out with the kids “You can’t just take my kids away from me” Sam says coming to the door “Oh yea well you can’t just tell me you want a divorce!” I yell my voice cracking and I slam the door. The kids and I start walking down to the car then Avery says “why isn’t daddy coming?” “I don’t want daddy to come” I say unlocking the car putting them both Inside making sure they buckle up. “Why not?” Cam says I shut the back door and go to the drivers seat getting in. I start the car and buckle up. I look at the kids and say “because daddy and I need some time apart just for a little while and-” I’m cut off by a knock on my window.
(Sammy’s pov)
“Oh yea well you can’t just tell me you want a divorce!” Y/N yells and slams the door. “*sigh* GODDAMNIT!” I yell punching the wall repeatedly. “FUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKK” I say running my fingers through my hair pulling it slightly. I check through the window to see if Y/N and the kids have left, to my surprise they’re still here. I take this chance to run out the door not thinking about a jacket or even shoes and run to the car and knock on Y/N’s window. I see her turn around slowly then roll it down. “Yes sir? May I help you?” She asks “Oh come on Y/N please just come out here and talk to me , two minutes that’s all I need” I plead. She rolls up the window and I put my head down turning around, I start to walk back to the front door. Just when I think it’s all over I hear the car door open and close. I turn around quickly to see her leaning against the car looking at her watch “one minute and 45 seconds…..” I quickly walk up closer to her and start. “Y/N I’m sososososososo sorry for offending you in anyway but you can’t blame me for missing you” she then says “Sam you can’t just tell me you want a divorce, that’s insane! If we were to break up where would I go?! I have no one here besides you! I created a life here in LA for you! I don’t even know my way to fucking LAX by heart so how would I even go back ACROSS COUNTRY to my family. And yes I get that there is Über and shit but that’s not the point! The point is I’m in California for you! And even the thought of leaving you breaks my heart.” I then say “baby I’m sorry! You can’t get mad at me for missing the love of my life! It’s like you’re everywhere BUT with me! And I know I may seem selfish… Goddamnit I am selfish for you!!” I raise my voice a bit and continue “And- and I’m not fucking mad about it! I wanna spend every day you have off together and all your free hours should be with me and do all these things like when we first met like roller skating and bowling and going to Disney!” I then start getting so into my speech I start pacing and doing random hand gestures while I continue “when we were dating you barley had time for me and I understood that because you were in college pursuing your dreams. And now that you made your dreams come true and have your dream job we still never have time for each other! I thought marrying you would make it even better than it was! And it’s just like uggghhhhhhhh I wanna write ‘I miss you’ on a rock and throw it at your face so you can feel how much missing you hurts” she then chuckles and smiles. “Wow Sam you’ve really-” I cut her off “Missed you? Yea I have” she then engulfs me in and hug. I sigh in relief and we just stand there for a while, enjoying each others presence. She then pulls away and takes the keys out the car locking the door and we start to walk inside. Then she says “you know Mr.Wilkinson I’m gonna request to change my hours to something like 9:00pm-4:00am so we can spend more time together.” “Oh really Mrs.Wilkinson? I’d love that” she smiles and we walk in the house. She takes her shoes off and sits on the couch.
(Y/N pov)
“Hey did I forget anything?” I ask sam who’s grabbing a water from the fridge then he freezes. “Oh my god. THE KIDS!” We both yell. I grab the car keys and run outside as Sammy follows behind. I unlock the door and open the back seat to see both Cam and Avery sound asleep. I let out a long sigh “thank god” I say grabbing Avery and Sam gets Cam and all the bags of clothes I packed. I shut and lock the car doors and we start walking back to the house “well at least they’re asleep” sam says snickering “oh my god Sam shut up we are horrible parents” I say sort of laughing as we walk back inside and put the kids to bed. Once we finish and get to our room I quickly change and hop in bed as does Sam. We cuddle up and he then says “I’m surprised they didn’t wake up” he laughs. I stay silent, I then say “Sammy you know I love you right?” “Of course I do baby and I love you too” he says. I then add on “and I hope you know I’m just busy and would love to hang out more and I probably miss you just as much as you miss me” “maybe a little less” he says “haha ok maybe a little less” I say. He kisses my cheek “goodnight baby” “goodnight”.


WIP Minifee witch dress by Squishdellia
Via Flickr:
[Sewing Progress] The machine sewing is done for this witch dress! I’ll add some beads at the end. I’m almost finished with the corset, then I need to make the sleeves and hat!


I was the Morrigan from The wicked + the divine for Halloween this year. I tried my best to finish the dress she has for her upcoming pov chapter this November. The dress itself is almost finished and I had the wig hanging on the wrong side but whatever, it was not a photoshoot or anything just a little hangout with friends so I tried to keep it confy. :3 Photoshoot might be coming soon.

Photos by: @petrop92 :333