exited for nothing


Only Zarkon has ever unlocked a new form, and it was supposed to indicate how he was leagues ahead of the current paladins. It was a big deal! It IS is a big deal! Plus only Keith saw it–did the others even know it was possible? Why wasn’t him unlocking it shown onscreen?! Why aren’t the others focusing on unlocking theirs?! I DON’T UNDERSTAND!!!

things about that tweet that make me suspicious af:

• “I’m well exited”
• overuse of emojis
• “nothing weird about me being here”
• no mention of phil from phil trash #1
• he’s in the Bahamas?
• is phil having a family holiday ??? is the family holiday now in the Bahamas
• what’s going on?
• why is dan so extra?
• can he stop being shady for two freaking minutes?
• where phil?


Everybody needs at least one forced marriage in their lives, okay? Especially when the two participians are prince Derek Hale, an alpha of the famous werewolf pack and prince “Stiles” Stilinski just a human.

Stimulation (Finn Balor Imagine)

Finn Balor x Reader
Warning: Smut. Over stimulation. Toys. Orgasm denial/torture.
A/N: Yo how long did it take me to do this? I’m the worst but here the ding dang thing is lmao. Also haven’t written straight up smut in a while soo
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Finn likes to play dirty.

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MY. Omega. - Bucky x Reader (3/?)

| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 |

A/B/O Dynamics

Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Simple Summary - Out of all the new coming Omegas, will he choose you?

Originally posted by kieranwalker

Warnings - Swearing, arguing, awkwardness, ANGST.

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MariChat May: The Oracle’s Gift

Special thanks to @toukabunni33 for playing Beta for me!

Love Square

Rated: T

The Oracle’s Gift

MariChat May Prompts:

Aged Up! Chat

Aged Up! Marinette

Identity Reveal

One Shot

Adrien, in the guise of Chat Noir, had been enjoying one of his few moments of leisure at Marientte’s, laying down on her chaise, eyes watching as the girl fussed over a new design that she was making.

This moment, this was one of his favorite moments of time. Where he was able to spend time with Marinette without her stuttering. He adored watching her work, playing video games with her. Everything seemed platonic between them. Adrien quickly and easily called her his best friend after all the time he spent with her as Chat.

Sadly, he wouldn’t tell her his identity. Not until he showed Ladybug. Marinette had an ever-growing spot in his heart, but Ladybug was there first, and her grasp was still firm. He hoped one day she’d have it completely as his partner, friend… and hopefully his girlfriend, maybe more one day.

He had few days like this. When he meant days, he meant daylight hours. It took much pleading and bribing, but he had convinced Nathalie to give him a couple days off just to hang out with friends and get his energy back. Between school, modeling, and all of his extra lessons—not to mention his time as Chat Noir—he was completely burnt out energy wise.

It was when his Baton sounded off with an Akuma Alert from the Ladyblog that he hissed in annoyance.

He heard a lighter hiss, Marinette shaking her hand, the sound having startled her enough that she stabbed herself in the finger with a needle.

“I’m okay! Just got my finger.” She moved the digit between her lips, looking towards him. “Go. Go save people, Chat. I’ll be here when you get back.” She said, pulling the digit away once the bleeding had stopped.

A small smile was tossed her way as he moved to go out the hatch that lead to her balcony.

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BTS reacting to their Girlfriend initiating a Makeout session but leaving halfway through.

(that’s so me though,lmao)

He’d get ahold of your wrist before you’re able to leave and pull you back towards him, throwing you onto the bed and climbing on top of you, smiling down at you seductively~

“Did you really think you could leave that easy, babygirl?”

When you suddenly get off his lap and exit the room like nothing happened, he’d just stare after you in silence, trying to sort out what just happened before getting really frustrated and yelling after you to come back~

“Jagiya! You better come back before I make you!”

A smirk would play on his lips when he sees you running out of the room and immediately know your intend. He’d lay back down on the bed, not bothered to chase after you and would wait until you come back while teasing you~

“I know other ways to please myself babygirl but my second option leaves you completely unsatisfied.”

He’d just watch you leave the room and would know how to react at first since he’d still be kinda confused by the sudden lost of affection. He’d pout and yell after you in attempt to get you to come back~

“Is that what I get for loving you?”

He’d quickly get your attention and tighten his grip around your waist before you’re able to run away in the first place. When you try to wiggle out of his grip, he’d pout at you teasingly and wink at you once~

“I don’t think it’s nice to tease people babygirl. I know you hate it too.”

His jaw would drop when you jump off his lap and run out of the room before he’s able to stop you and get’s really annoyed by your actions. He’d start throwing a fit and drop down on the couch, pouting and screaming through the apartment.

“Babe! You can’t just leave me like that. I’m a desperate man.”

A smile would appear on his lips when you get up and leave and he’d immediately jump up from his spot and start chasing you around the apartment. He’d trap you in a corner and wrap his arms around your body so you can’t resist his love and give you a peck on the cheek~

“Come back and give me love, princess.”


Champ Already (Samoa Joe smut)

Requested? Yes. What was requested? This is based off the dream. Y/N debuts for Raw. Joe comes out during her matches and closely watches her. A few weeks have passed that she finally asks why he comes out to watch her and stalk her. He tells her that he has to have her, Paul comes out and attacks her character, he immediately goes after Paul for talking shit about her. What happens when she thanks Joe? She kisses him passionately which leads to a whole lot of shower sex. WWE gives them a storyline as a power couple. 

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Warnings: smut, shower sex, slight slut shaming, trashing of someone’s career, mentions of having a stalker, fingering,  

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Little Ham Man (Hamilsquad x Reader) Part 20

Words: 4000+
Warnings: Cursing, blood mentions
A/N: This is it!!! Thank you for the long journey, it was splendid! I’m happy to finally throw in my towel and say that this is complete.

Previous Chapter // Epilogue


Alexander was speed-walking, navigating all of you around the debris and other nonsense that was spewed about. You were trying to hold on, but your wound was making you struggle to keep up. Thomas and Lafayette held you, but it still was hard. Thomas saw the sweat pouring down your cheeks, and stopped everyone.

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes. You licked your lips, tasting the bitter salt. Thomas crouched down, looking at you. Lafayette did the same, a hand still supporting you.

“We can take a break, Y/N, we’re not in a rush. Just take your time,” Thomas said, smiling at you. You shook your head, looking at Laf.

“No, we have to keep moving, we have to-” Your vision was getting spotty, your head pounding. You felt your legs give way under you, and you fell face first into Thomas’ arms. He held you up, shaking his head.

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: Bucky X Steve X Reader

Summary: The reader is an Avenger and has a hard time dealing with the aftermath of a mission. Bucky is there to save her and bring her back from the darkness of her mind.

Warnings: sadness, angst, smut, cursing

A/N: Hey y’all I’m finally back after a hella long break. This is my first time writing smut so please tell me if it’s awful! Also I tagged some of my favorite blogs at the bottom. I hope this is okay but if you want to be removed just let me know :) Feedback is always welcome! 

I don’t remember walking of the jet or walking through the Avengers Tower in the direction of my room, everything was a blur. We had just gotten back from a mission that went terribly wrong, lives on both sides had been lost or jeopardized and it was all my fault. The weight of everything that had occurred over the last twenty four hours started to sink in and I could feel my heart breaking. My best friend, Sam, was gravely injured and no one, not even the doctors, believe that he will pull out of it. Coldness seeped through my body. I walked into the bathroom that was attached to my bedroom and turned the shower on as hot as it would go. My clothes where striped from my body and I crawled into the bathtub. Any energy I had left was gone, so I couldn’t bring myself to stand up, instead I tucked my knees under my chin and sat down in the cold bathtub. The drastic change in temperatures sent chills down my spine.

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★ Eating for Two / Brandon Larracuente ★

Words: 1173

You weren’t sure what to think, this definitely wasn’t something you were expecting to happen-especially so soon. You didn’t know if you should feel happy or worried or something that fell in-between the two.

Sitting in your car, you took a deep breath.

First thing’s first-you would tell Brandon.

You had a feeling a few days ago that something was different, that something had changed-so you managed to narrow down all the possibilities which led to you taking a store brought pregnancy test. You booked an appointment with a doctor almost immediately after seeing the results, needing a definite answer.

It was true-you were pregnant. And you had no idea what to do.

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Rescue •P2•

Avengers x Reader

Masterlist | Rescue Masterlist | Part One

Summary: reader is getting a tour of her new job at the Avengers tower, but happens to be the only one who notices an oncoming jet, about to crash into the building.

Word Count: 1362

Warnings: swearing + tiny bit’a fluff from secondary characters :)

A/N: I got so much great feedback from you lovelies for P1. You are amazing. Sorry, it’s a bit of a filler part, but I thought I’d get it over with. Enjoy, dears 💛

If you ask anyone who I’ve ever briefly known who I am, I guarantee the response would be along these lines:

“Y/N? Oh, yeah, I remember her. She was pretty nice, I guess. I never knew her that well.”

That’s who I was. That’s who I am. The nice girl people don’t usually look at. I’m the one who will have a conversation with you if you come to me. I’m the polite girl you know will hold the door open for you. I’m the girl who will crack a joke while I’m talking to you, relaxed, like it doesn’t take me any effort to get a laugh out of you. That’s me. The nice girl in the distance who people don’t notice until they need her. And as much as I would’ve liked to change that, I didn’t want it to change it like this. I don’t want to be the girl who defied Tony Stark on her first day of working for him.

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Trapped - Two

“Love in an elevator, livin it up when I’m going down.”

Your eyes snapped up from the case file you were reading. You glared at the singer, watching Penelope strut across the room to her office with a smile on her lips. As she passed the desks where you and Reid sat she turned, grinning at you both. 

“Stupid, stupid cameras,” you muttered to yourself. You reached for your coffee mug finding it empty and stood up. “Spencer do you want a drink?”

You hadn’t really spoken to him since the ‘Elevator Incident’ as the team had been given a few days off. When he’d come into work this morning, he’d barely said two words to anybody, choosing to sit in silence at his desk immersing himself in a cross word puzzle whilst he drank his morning coffee. He didn’t answer. 

“SPENCER,” louder this time. The genius jumped in his seat staring at you like a deer caught in the headlights.

“Huh….Sorry.. …what?“ 

You motioned towards his coffee cup. “Do you want another drink?”

He shook his head mumbling, “No thanks” and went back to his puzzle. 

’Weird’ you thought seeing he’d only completed one answer in the ten minutes he’d been sat there. 

You decided to take your coffee in Penelope’s room and as you opened her door you saw her hurriedly clicking to close down a window on her computer. Your eyes were too quick though and you recognised the imagine of you and Spencer making out in the lift. 

“Pen! Why the hell are you watching that? You promised you’d delete it.” You’d been texting her all over the weekend making her promise to rid the archives of that footage so no one would ever see. 

“I can’t, I just can’t. It’s like watching Harry Potter when Ron and Hermione finally kiss. Or Chuck and Blair, or Seth and Summer. Or those few episodes in Buffy where Xander and Willow were sneaking around behind everyone’s back and making out.” She was starting to get a dreamy look in her eyes. 

“PENELOPE!” You grabbed the mouse trying to find the delete file option but accidentally pressing play instead. 




When you got over the fact that it was you and Spencer on the screen, it did look incredibly….. Hot. You felt a warm flush spreading across your cheeks as you saw on screen you press your lips to Reid’s and saw his looked stunned before closing his eyes and devouring your mouth hungrily. 

“See!” Garcia was almost squealing. “You two are my new OTP.”

You pulled up a chair next to her, pressing the replay button before you realised what you were doing.

“Oh you don’t need to hit replay sweetness. I’ve got it on a loop. I could watch this for hours on end.”

You stared at her.


“I worry about you sometimes, Pen.” You shook your head at her. “What if someone else walks in. Like Hotch…. Or Derek.” Oh you could already imagine the teasing if Derek Morgan saw this. 

She giggled back, “They won’t. Now tell me what it was like.” She scooted her chair closer to yours so that her knees were touching yours. 

You shook your head. “This isn’t a schoolgirl sleepover Garcia. This is our colleague.”

“Oh but imagine the fun if it were a school girl sleepover. We could prank call him and then I could get my friend to find out if he liked you back. We could even send him a letter. Tick A if you like Y/N back or Tick B if you’re blind, stupid and clearly in denial." 

You hated how much she was enjoying your discomfort. 

"Tell me….. And I’ll delete it.”

Your eyed her suspiciously. “Promise.”

She nodded earnestly. “Scouts honour.”

“Fine,” you relented. “It was nice.”

“That was a lot more than nice Agent Y/L/N so don’t even think about palming me off with that.” She narrowed her eyes at you.

You rolled your eyes at her, remembering the feel of Spencer’s tongue running across your bottom lip. You cleared your throat. “Okay it was more than nice. It was……” you struggled to find the right words. 

“Amazing, sexy, by far the best kiss you’ve ever had?” Penelope supplied, her eyebrows raised. 

You nodded, “All of the above. I really wasn’t expecting him to kiss like that.”

Penelope squealed, the sound hurting your ears. “I knew it!” she clapped. 

Her door sounded and Agent Morgan poked his head in. “Ladies as much as I hate to interrupt, Hotch wants us all in his office.”

You stood to leave shooting a Penelope a look. “Yes yes…. I’ll delete it I promise.”

“Delete what?” you heard Morgan asking her as you exited the room together.

“It’s nothing I promise my dark, sexy knight.”

Seeing that video of you and Spencer kissing had made you revert back to a 13 year old girl with a crush. A bad crush. One where if you weren’t careful, you were scared you were going to start doodling love hearts around your initials. 

For the rest of the day you’d found yourself sneaking glances at him when he wasn’t looking, averting your gaze quickly if he happened to look your way. 

You’d been having a discussion with Morgan about the latest case and he’d had to call your name three times to get your attention at one point. Reid had been eating a lollypop you were mesmerised by watching his soft pink lips working their way over the cherry flavoured candy. When you’d caught a glimpse of his tongue sliding out from between his lips to taste it, you’d felt yourself shudder slightly and had been sure you’d let out an audible moan. Morgan had followed your stare across the room and you’d seen a shit eating grin cross his face when he realised what you’d been distracted by. He’d almost galloped off to Garcia’s office after that. 

The next day you’d been in an hurry to get out of your door having not slept particularly well the night before. In your hurry you’d managed to spill a full mug of coffee all over your pants, having to substitute for the only other clean item you had left.

You’d heard Morgan wolf whistle as you’d strolled across in the office in a tight black pencil skirt which had a small slit up the side. It definitely wasn’t indecent atire for work, but after your behaviour yesterday you were sure Derek thought you had an agenda for wearing it. It would be a million times worse if he’d seen what you’d had on under the skirt. Having torn your last pair of panty hose you’d had to be settle for sheer black stockings.

“Nice legs Agent Y/N,” he’d called. You’d seen Spencer quickly glance up at you too and then back down to his case file. 

You headed to the break out room to eat your lunch waving a hello to Spencer and Rossi who were already sat at a table, deep in discussion. As you bent over, rummaging in the fridge for your lunch you heard David Rossi trying to get his attention. 


“Hey Reid!”


You turned around just in time to catch Spencer staring at you, eyes slightly glazed. He was biting his bottom lip. He looked away quickly, a pink hue forming on his cheeks. 

Rossi started laughing to himself realising what the doctor had been looking at. “Seems your skirt is causing quite a distraction today Agent Y/L/N. If I was ten years younger myself, I might allow myself to get distracted too.”

The door banged open and Morgan wandered through with Penelope trailing behind him. 

“Love in an elevator, lovin it up til I hit the ground, he sang loudly, grinning at you and Reid. 

Your eyes snapped to Reid and both of you turned to Penelope.

“Garcia!” Almost in unison with each other.

“You promised you wouldn’t show anyone,” again this was said as a chorus. 

Wait….what? Reid knew about the tape too? He looked almost as confused as you. 

“I’m sorry guys…. I just wanted to find out what you thought of each other. And it turns out, quite a lot! And you know there’s no way I can keep anything from my sweet baby, Derek.”

“Am I missing something here?” Agent Rossi piped up from his spot at the table. 

You glared at Morgan pleading with him not to. He shook his head smirking at you. “Seems Agent Y/L/N here and our boy genius had quite a make out session when they were trapped in the lift together the other night.” He fanned himself mockingly “Boy oh boy that tape was something else.”

“This is on tape?” Rossi sounded amused. 


“Which I may have accidentally on purpose made them both watch yesterday,” Penelope, the sneaky, conniving……. 

“Well I guess that explains why they haven’t been able to stop staring at each other when they think we’re not looking,“ Rossi continued.

Your face was so red right then you were sure you were going to burst into flames. 

“It wasn’t like that!” you protested quickly “Spencer was panicking…..” you trailed off as Reid joined in. “It’s a known fact that to stop someone panicking you need to distract them.”

“And the easiest way to do that was to launch yourself at him?” Derek chuckled.

“It was either that or slap him!” you lost your patience with them and walked out of the room hearing Spencer mumbling behind you as he followed you.  

"And I for one am glad it was the first option.“

You stalked down the corridor hearing them all erupting into laughter. 

"I can’t believe those two!“ you ranted angrily. "She promised she wouldn’t show anyone. And we haven’t been staring at each other at all. It’s bull shit!" 

You felt a sharp tug on your arm then and felt yourself being pulled into one of the supply closets that adorned the corridor. Spencer kicked the door shut and turned to face you in the dim lighting of the small room. 

"We kinda have though. Or at least I have. Especially today Y/N.”

He was standing so close to you right then and you backed up slightly in shock at his words, your legs hitting one of the spare tables that was stored in there.

He licked his lips staring down at you. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about that kiss.”

Oh my fuck…..“Me neither,” you’d barely whispered out before his lips crashed onto yours, his hands going straight to your ass, groping it firmly. So he had been looking at you in the kitchen you thought as you kissed him back hungrily. 

You shoved a hand into his gloriously thick hair, running the other up and down his back, your teeth clashing somewhat awkwardly as you both tried to get closer to each other. 

This time it was him that went for your neck, licking and sucking at a spot just below your ear as his hands pulled at your skirt, hitching it all the way up. He groaned when he realised you were wearing stockings and pulled away to glance at the bare skin at the top of your thighs. 

You reached up, tugging at his tie, pulling him in for another mouth watering kiss, his lips alternating between soft and gentle, then hard and furious against yours. His hands cupped your ass, lifting you with arms that were surprisingly strong so that you were perched on the edge of the table. He used his leg to push your knees apart, moving to stand between your legs. 

Your wrapped your legs around him tightly, feeling him hard against your center. Your hands reached for his belt buckle at the same time as he started tugging at your shirt, pulling open the buttons one by one. 

The door to the supply closest opened suddenly, bathing you two in the bright light from the corridor. 

“Dr Reid, Agent Y/L/N! What the hell do you think you’re doing!” Aaron Hotchner stood at the door, a stern look on his face. 

You both stilled…. Shit. 

“You are Federal Agents, not horny college students.”

Neither of you could speak, both frozen in horror. 

His voice was less stern when he spoke again. “Technically you are both on your lunch break, so I cannot reprimand you for wasting the BAU’s time, but for God’s sake get a hotel room next time.”

“Yes sir!” Reid squeaked out.

“Sorry sir,” you croaked. 

“Now straighten yourselves up. Your damn lucky there’s not a camera in this room as well.” You swear you saw your boss grin as he turned and walked off whistling a very familiar Aerosmith tune as he went. 

You and Spencer both looked at each other and burst out laughing realising what the tune was. 

“My place later?” You asked him. He nodded. “Definitely….Keep the stockings on okay.”