eyes in the back of your head

Comfort Inn Ending | 5

Forgiveness from Jungkook doesn’t come easily.

Originally posted by kookmint

pairing: Jungkook x Reader
genre: angst, smut
wordcount: 8.1k
inspiration

part one | two | three | four

warnings: angry sex, slight breathplay



You woke up alone.

You stirred, reaching out with one arm. You were half asleep, and when you found nothing but empty space, your eyes fluttered open.

You lay on your side, staring out into your empty living room. You were still lying on the couch and your limbs felt stiff, your eyes felt heavy and bleary as they adjusted to the dim light filtering into your living room. 

It all came back in a rush- Jungkook, holding you, telling you he would give you another chance

Jungkook. Panic crept in as you sat up straight, breathing heavily, suddenly terrified that he was gone. 

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Your favourite book covers

What are your favourite book covers? 

We are talking about the book covers, those that catch your eye while walking down the remote aisle in the library and, breath caught in your throat, make you pick up the book for closer inspection, even if in your head you’re already screaming Mine! regardless of the plot written on the back.

So, what are your favourite book covers?

Feel free to name how many you want in a reply to this post!

-G&M 

À Triomphe - BTS AU

AU:  Art Thief!Bangtan

Description: You are a curator at one of the many museums in Paris, and have finally earned the bosses trust.  But after a strange meeting with a new coworker and his friends, you begin receiving messages from an unknown party.

Part:  Four / Three / Two / One

Warnings: Swearing, Suggestive situations, SMALL Harassment scene, Violence.

IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO READ THE HARASSMENT SCENE, PLEASE WATCH OUT FOR THE TRIPLE ASTERISKS (***)

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Your eyes rolled involuntarily as your head fell limp.  The restraints on your wrist seemed to grow tighter.

“She doesn’t look fine, Tae.”  

Jeongguk came close, his feet carrying the weight of a thousand different personalities it seemed, lifting your chin back up to see you losing consciousness once more.  

“My poor baby,” you heard him mutter.

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Time •Part 2• (Steve Trevor x Reader)

“I thought you were dead!” Your voice called out, echoing throughout the shop as you ran foward and leapt into his arms. He smiled widely and pressed his lips against the top of your head. His arms wrapped around you and held you against him for a few moments as he breathed deeply before allowing you to step back and look into his eyes.

“Is she the reason you did not want to sleep with me?” Diana questioned as she looked at you with curious eyes. You immediately turned to her with a frazzled expression.

“Excuse me?” You asked before clenching your jaw. You quickly turned to Steve, who was struggling to string his words together to form a sentence.

“She doesn’t mean it like that, Y/N,” Steve stammered out as you let go of his hand and placed your hands on your hips.

“Then what did she mean?”

“Did I phrase my words the wrong way?” Diana asked Steve as she noticed how angry you appeared to be.

“Just a bit,” he answered with a grimace.

“I meant as in sleeping beside each other on the boat we used to get here,” she informed you, attempting to correct her mistake. “Not as in-”

“Making babies,” you cut her off with a relieved smile. She nodded. “Good, because I’m the only one he’s allowed to do that with.”

“Oh, so you two are married?” Diana beamed with a large smile.

“Maybe one day,” you stated, looking at Steve and winking. Besides his red face, he looked pleased with the words you said and grabbed onto your hand.

“Can you and Etta help Diana find something else to wear?” He pleaded softly.

“I’ll see what I can do,” you told him. “What type of look should I be aiming for?”

“Something that’s not distracting,” Etta chimed in as she began to lead Diana to the dressing rooms. “That’s what your man said earlier.”

“And what does my man say now?” You implored once Etta and Diana had disappeared. Steve gripped onto your sides and pulled you into his chest before dipping down to place his lips on yours.

“Your man says that he doesn’t care as long as we’re out of here quick without Diana catching the eyes of every man in London.”

“I think it’s too late for that,” you joked with a laugh. Steve chuckled and pressed a kiss to your forehead before shooing you away.

“I love you,” he said as you began to head to Diana and Etta.

“I love you more!”

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Crossfire - 19

Chapter 18
Yoongi x Reader
Gang AU

Chapter 19 / Words: 2153


Yoongi gently shook your shoulder to rouse you when the car finally rolled into the front of the compound. You picked your head up just in time for Seokjin to open the doors, and you blinked at the harsh sunlight that poured into the back of the van. Yoongi got out first and helped you step down as you gained your bearings, and Namjoon shut the driver’s door and came over to you.

“You’re okay, right?” he asked, his eyes scanning you carefully.

You nodded at him. Other than a few bruises - not to mention potential mental scarring - you were fine.

“Good,” he affirmed as he started to head towards the front door. “Thank fuck Hoseok is such a good shot.”

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odinokipelmen  asked:

Hey, senpai!!Can I ask a scenario where bokugou make his secret crash crying, and when he tries to fix it, he heard her dialogue with her BF(maybe uraraka or Momo), s/o love bokugou, but sometimes he scares her and then s/O sitting in the common room(all the students were already asleep) bakugou is trying to confess his feelings for her and kissed her roughly(BUT HE TRIES TO MAKE IT SOFTER^.^)

i hope i got this right!! i tweaked it a little, i hope you enjoy !!

You had tears brimming at the corners of your eyes as you proceeded to walk back to your homeroom. You meet up with your friend and classmate, Momo, and greet her flatly.

“Good afternoon, y/n. What’s the matter?” you hear Momo inquire. You shake your head,

“Bakugou just being an asshat, nothing new,” you meekly reply. You feel her hand wiping your stray tears,

“How do you even like him? He’s… not the best with people, you know?” She tries to comfort. As you two were speaking, Bakugou seemed to overhear the your conversation. He paused and listened intently. He began to feel regret and anger towards himself. How could he be so harsh on you? Especially when he had a crush on you too? How dumb can he be?

He rolls his eyes angrily, and proceeded to walk into the room. You look up to see a relatively exasperated blond boy.

“Hey shitface, meet me outside of school when class ends, got it?” Bakugou growls. You wipe your remaining tears, and slowly nod your head.

When the bell rang, you slowly rose from your seat to go to to the destination that was proposed. You begrudgingly walk outside the school to meet a spiky blond boy standing impatiently, tapping his feet on the floor.

“What took you so long?” he snarled. You simply shrug as you hear a sigh emit from the boy.

“Whatever, shitface.” He rolls his eyes, annoyed.

“Why’d you ask me to meet you?” You rose your eyebrows in curiosity.   

“I just wanted to say that, you know…” his voice wandered off,

“Know what? What is it?” you queried.

“Can you shut up?! I just wanted to fucking say I kinda like you,” he continued and forced a peck onto your lips.

What the hell? You thought.

“Shit, did that hurt? I can be bet-” you cut him off by grazing your lips over his. You break away to see his face flushed and small beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

“Don’t fucking do that again, shithead.”

anonymous asked:

20 Sounds super cute, could you please write that? And maybe with Cal? I love your blog btw

20. I can’t believe you don’t even know my eye color.

“Calum, Calum, are you fucking shitting me?” You asked as you threw your head back in laughter. “I cant believe you don’t even know my eye color. We’ve been best friends for years.” You were both watching a YouTube video on my couch about best friends who know everything about each other, so you two obviously decided to do that as well.

“This is supposed to be the easiest question Calum, how did you find this so difficult?” You laughed as he pouted while grabbing you and putting his hand over your mouth. “Shush Y/n, it was an accident, I didn’t mean to say red, I don’t even know how it’s possible for you to be born with red eyes!” He pulled his hand away from my mouth when I tried to bite him.

“Ok, ok, sure Cal, but admit it, you really don’t know what my eye color really is do you?” He scoffed, “Of course I do, they’re Y/e/c. Duh!” I clapped sarcastically as he rolled his eyes with a small smile. “Good job Calum, you finally figured out that my eyes are not red.” He laughed and pushed me a little bit while I giggled at him.

“I’m only teasing Cal, I know you know basically everything about me, don’t worry.” He smiled and pulled me into an overly dramatic hug and we both fell back onto the couch where he lied on top of me.

“Ok, Y/n what color are my eyes then?” He asked as he closed his eyes super tightly and pretending not to let me see. I pretended to contemplate for a minute, “Hmm, let me think, are they.. red?”

“God fucking dammit Y/n let it go!”

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THE HOT GUY AT THE CLUB

PART THREE

Request: could you do a part 3 to the hot guy at the club bellamy blake, where him and the reader get together and like start dating or something with smut pls

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The morning light was dull yet when it began streaming through your window, it rested on your eyes and managed to wake you up. You take a deep breath, stretching your hand around Bellamys warm waist as you shift closer to him. He hums, his eyes closed as he drifts between being asleep and being awake. 

When your eyes have adjusted to the light shining through the gap in the curtain, you move your head back to be able to look at Bellamy. He lays there - still and silent - as the birds outside sing away. There’s a line of sun lighting up his bare chest, letting you admire his tan brown skin contrasting against the white sheets resting just below his left hipbone.

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Surprise Gift ch.7

Yondu let out a muffled scream as the whip landed against his back. His eyes screwed shut and his back arched away with every swing of the whip. Again and again it sent a searing pain down his spine until finally he felt as though he was going to pass out. When one of the guards yelled a command the chains around his wrists were dropped and he fell to the ground. Taking in pants of air he let out a grunt of pain when he was kicked in the back of the head, sending a horrible pain throughout his faux fin. When the cell door was slammed shut he dropped his head to the ground. Never in his life did he think he would be chained up in the Kree’s ships again. He could make out the deep rough voices of the Kree outside the door. When he heard them mention selling him to one of the slavers he closed his eyes. He would rather die than to be someone’s slave again. 

Your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest as you and Kraglin flew over to the Kree ship Yondu was on. You saw out of the corner of your eye as the Zandarian man kept looking at you with worry. Ignoring him you took a deep breath and stepped out onto the dock when you boarded. Instantly a dozen Kree men were aiming their guns at you and Kraglin. Holding up your hands you swallowed the fear and took a deep breath, “I’m hear to bargain for the release of the Yondu Udonta.” you said and watched as a large blue male with heavy armor came forward. 

“And what do you think you have that will be worth the thief’s release?” the Kree commander said.

Kraglin seemed to stiffen when you lifted your chin and said “Myself.”

“You a mere girl. Udonta is worth more than that woman. I can get a high price for the old battle slave.” the kree said with a chuckle.

Licking your lips you looked down before meeting his eyes again. “I am y/n l/n, daughter of a Centaurian and a Drakorian… A half breed. The only half breed to ever exist of the two races. There is two men that would pay a high price for me… I think you know who I speak of… Brothers who likes to have rare things such as myself.” You could see the look of shock cross Kraglin’s face but kept your eyes on the kree.

Hearing your words the Commander thought it over before giving a firm nod. “Very well you for the Centaurian.” He said and nodded to two of his men.

Before long you watched as they dragged a bloody and beaten Yondu into the room. Throwing him at Kraglin’s feet you let out a small gasp and felt tears come to your eyes. Tossing Yondu’s things to Kraglin the other man came over and grabbed your arm hard. Kraglin quickly helped Yondu to his feet and supported his weight. You watched as weak red eyes met yours before you were dragged away. The last thing you saw before you were taken out of the room was Kraglin dragging Yondu onto the ship and leaving with him. The Kree solder pulled you down to a room with a thick metal door. Opening the door he shoved you in and you feel to your knees. Looking up you saw the chains and purple blood that puddled the floor and knew it had to have been Yondu’s. Feeling the ship take off you felt as the tears rolled down your cheeks, knowing you would never see the man you loved again. 

………………..

Yondu was in and out of sleep for the next day and a half. He called out for his y/n but she never came. When he finally came to he opened his eyes to see his own room. He groaned at the burning pain over his back. Leaning up from where he was laying on his stomach on the bed he stood and walked into the bathroom to see his face bruised on one side and over the back of his head. His head felt like it was splitting into and when he turned he saw new lash marks covered his back. It was then that he remembered what happened. He had been caught trying to steal the plans. They had locked him up and tortured him. He was going to be sold back into slavery but had somehow ended back on his ship. Hearing the door open he looked to see Kraglin coming in with a tray of food followed by the medic. They both looked shocked when they saw him up and moving about. “Y/n? Where’s /n?” he asked and saw Kraglin stiffen. Knotting his brows he felt a searing pain on his hand and looked down to see the bite mark she had left on his hand glowing silver. Placing his thumb over her teeth impression it was then he recalled what else had happened on the kree ship. 

Hearing the door to the cell open Yondu groaned as he was dragged out of the cell and down the hall. Getting thrown to the floor he heard a small gasp, y/n’s gasp. When he was helped up he saw Kraglin was holding him up and looked over to meet sad red eyes. She was quickly pulled away from his sight by a Kree solder and everything went fuzzy.

Coming back to the present Yondu felt his knees shake and his heart clench, “mate?” he whispered.

………………..

You felt like you were going to pass out. Everything hurt and felt numb at the same time. Looking through the glass you saw the man walking around your tube. He looked at you with knotted brows and a scowl on his face. He wore gold robes with a blue and red shirt underneath. His eyes were menacing as he seemed to look into your soul. When the Kree had dropped you off the man known only as the Grandmaster had placed you in one of the many glass tubes. He had asked you many questions about your past and now he looked at you with irritation. He had poked and inserted many needles into your skin but they did nothing to help how weak you felt. 

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Seeing another come over to stand beside the other man you noticed they looked alike in some ways and knew that he had to be his brother, the collector. The two seemed to talk back and forth for some time and then you saw as the younger one looked at you with a tilted head. He said something before the two began to argue and the door to your tube opened. 

“You are dying.” the Taneleer said in a deep voice. When he noticed the girls eyes fluttering he pulled her over to him. Brushing her hair to the side he saw the glowing silver claiming mark on her neck and furrowed his brows. “You are claimed.” he said in a softer voice. When her eyes slipped closed he looked to his brother. “You can not keep her brother. She is an omega. She has to be with her mate or she will die.” He said looking to his brother. 

The grandmaster scoffed and looked away to sip at his drink. “I bought her, she is mine." 

Knotting his brows Taneleer looked to his brother in shock. "She will die En.”

Letting out a deep sigh En raised his chin and kept his back turned to his brother, “Then it will be a lost profit.”

When Taneleer heard his brothers words he gasped and looked down at the small female in his arms. Taking out a small syringe he quickly took a sample of her blood without his brother knowing. Laying her back in the tube he shut the door. “You disappoint me brother.” he hissed as he made his way out of the room ad back to his ship. Sitting the the vile of her blood on his table he type her name into the system and pulled up her information.

……………..

Yondu sat in his chair while Stakar paced around him. Aleta sat in the chair opposite of him and watched her husband fume over the recent news. 

“I told you to take care of her! She was your responsibility!” Stakar yelled at the Centaurian. 

“It was an acci…” Yondu started but not before Stakar could smack him in the back of the head.

“No! NO Yondu! That wasn’t no accident. You know better than to mess with the Kree. And now because of your arrogance she is gone!” Stakar yelled making Yondu drop his gaze to the floor. “I knew her mother and father. They were my friends. When I found out their daughter hadn’t been killed with them I bought her and gave her to the one person I thought would be able to keep her safe…You! I was wrong." 

Swallowing hard Yondu looked up. "I’ll find er’.” he said and saw as Stakar threw his hands out to the side and bean to pace the room again. Aleta quickly went to try and calm her husband down. 

“What makes you think you will be able to find her?” Stakar growled. 

“I think I can help with that." 

All three Ravager Captains turned towards the new voice in the room to see a man with white hair and a silver line coming down from his bottom lip walking towards them. He had his hands folded in front of him and carried himself with much pride.

"Who the fuck are ya!? What the hell ya doin’ on me ship!” Yondu yelled as he stood and went towards the male. When he said nothing Yondu gave a whistle, sending his arrow towards the man’s face. Just as it was about to hit the man he raised his hand and the arrow stopped. Yondu’s eyes went wide and they watched as the arrow dropped to the ground.

“I mean you no harm." Taneleer said as he moved over to the blue Centaurian. Grabbing his arm he bent it to the side and stuck the gun to his skin. Pressing a trigger the needle shot into his arm and took a sample of his blood.

"Ow! The fuck are ya doin’?” Yondu yelled, snatching his arm back from the man. Looking to Stakar he saw him just as puzzled as he was. The man soon pulled out another vile of blood and dumped it into a glass with Yondu’s. Yondu watched as his blood and the other maroon blood swirled around each other but didn’t mix.

“Fascinating. Truly amazing." Taneleer said as he watched the two mates blood mingled along the other. 

"Hey there buddy you said you could help? How?” Stakar asked in a confused voice. He had his hand on his gun ready to fire but was holding back to see if the strange man could in fact help find y/n.

“I know where the omega is. Where your mate is.” he said looking to Yondu at the last part. When the alpha male seemed to stiffen he let out a deep breath and placed the cup with their blood in it on the table. “My brother has her. She is an item in his collection. Bought her from the Kree for a very high price.”

Yondu felt a growl in his chest as he heard the man mention the kree. “Why does e’ want er’?” he asked.

“My brother and I are the same, we collect things from all over the cosmos. The half breed is rare. Her two races have never before breed with any race but their own." Taneleer said with a small shrug.

"If you both collect things then why help us get her back? Why not keep her for yourself?” Aleta asked. 

Raising his brows Taneleer tilted his head. “I do not like my brother having toys that I cannot also possess. Like I said she is the only one no matter who has her the other will always try to get her for himself… not that it would matter long…" 

Hearing this Yondu tightened his fists and knotted his brows. "Why?" 

This is when Taneleer became tense and had to take another breath. "She does not have much longer I am afraid. As I am sure you know having felt the pull between the two of you and know what that means…” When Yondu just looked down and said nothing Taneleer scoffed, “Do you know nothing of your kind boy? She is an omega you are her alpha, she can not be separated from you for too long. Without physical contact of some kind the omega will die within a weeks time." 

As soon as the words were out of his mouth Yondu began to panic. Seeing this Aleta moved over to try and calm the younger man down. "Yondu it’s going to be okay. We are going to get her and she will be alright. You have to stay calm.” She said in her motherly tone. She and Stakar had helped take care of Yondu since he was twenty three years old, still considered a young man to his race. She had Stakar had always felt responsible for him in a way.

Nodding his head Yondu looked to the man with a firm gaze. “Take me ta er’." 

anonymous asked:

Loveing the new header! Looks great! Reader was friends with Genji during blackwatch and after they disbanded one day finds their way to Nepal?

You shuffled the bag onto your back and started to make your way up the mountain, the village just out of your sight. You kept walking forward, your heart tugging you towards the monastery above it.

You paddled into the village and you were immediately greeted by someone, asking what brought you here. When you mentioned the pull they just nodded, having heard from many pilgrims. They pointed you to a hostel to spend the night, saying that the path was dangerous this late.

You thanked them and walked in the direction they pointed, something prickling the back of your neck as you felt eyes staring at you. Your head slowly turned around, not wanting to tip off whoever was staring.

Your heart raised as you realised who was looking at you, you waving at Genji who started running towards you. You ran at him and the two of you met in the middle, your arms wrapping around his chest and lifting him up in a hug.

“I forgot how strong you are,” Genji said and you just laughed, setting him down.

“It’s been so long,” you said, gently holding his arm.

“Why are you here?” he asked, you surprised at how much happier he was.

“I just felt like I needed to be here,” you weren’t entirely sure but something felt right about being here.

“I have so much to show you,” he said, “we have a lot to catch up on.”

“We do,” you added and the two of you kept walking and your chest grew warm at seeing your old friend.

Marius request-Cuddle me

For @hmltntrsh51 who requested anything dealing with Marius cuddles.


~Cuddle me~

“No, don’t leave yet, dearest.”

You couldn’t keep the smile from spreading along your lips, and try as you might Marius’ arms did not untangle from your waist easily. With a sigh, you grabbed his wrists, giggling when he pulled you harder into his bare chest. His beautiful eyes were still closed, hair a mess upon his head as he groaned in contest of your actions. He nuzzled deeply into your neck, inhaling your flowery scent and smiling. His lips tickled your skin, and as much as you needed to leave his warmth was far too inviting to deny.

“Marius…” You whined, falling back into the sheets and shaking your head at him. But, your annoyance only fueled his happiness, making him positively giddy as you snuggled back into his chest.

“Yes, my love?” He hummed, kissing along your shoulder, and brushing your hair away for more access. His lips slid up the nape of your neck, a grin on his face when he heard that wonderful sigh fall from you, another memory of last night coming back to him. He wasn’t ready to let you go just yet, and having you settled into his arms was the perfect way to spend the day. His grandfather be damned, but his heart’s desire was currently resting in his arms and he didn’t have it in him to leave now. Especially once you gave in to his complaints. His duties could wait just a while longer.

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Headcannons for Sleeping In with the Core 4 (Riverdale)

HC count: 31

Jughead:
- Jug would wake up long before you, but just lay there with his eyes closed & hold you until you wake up
- when he feels you start to wake up, he would pull you a little bit closer to him & run a hand through your hair
- you would bury your head in his bare chest and smile against him
- he would chuckle & mumble “good morning, beautiful”
- you’d say good morning back, but then you’d both just sit there in silence, simply enjoying each other’s company
- you’d be smiling like a dork the whole time, and he’d just be thinking about how lucky he is to have you
(P.S, Juggie always thinks you look the most beautiful in the morning when your hair is a mess & your makeup isn’t done & you’re wearing one of his t shirts that is way too big for you)

Archie:
- you would wake up before archie, but just cuddle him while he sleeps
- when you get bored, you would play with his hair
- eventually he wakes up and just gives you that goofy smile of his and says “hey” because he’s an adorable dork
- you would just laugh and say “hey back”
- he would ask you how long you’ve been awake & tell you (once again) that you can just wake him up when you wake up so that you’re not just sitting there waiting
- but you tell him that you don’t mind waiting because he looks very handsome when he sleeps. very at peace.
- then he would just smile, thinking about how much he loves you, and you’d just kiss and cuddle for a while
(P.S, neither of you mind that you both totally have morning breath. it just doesn’t bother the two of you)

Veronica:
- you would wake up before V, but you would totally just kiss her until she wakes up too
- kiss her cheeks, her forehead, her nose, her lips; her neck, too
- eventually you would hear her giggle and say “well good morning to you too”
- and you would smile and kiss her lips again, because it’s so much more fun when she can kiss you back
- you guys would kiss for a while. things might get steamy.
- the pajamas may come off.
- but the whole time you’re just laughing because you’re in love and you’re having a great morning
(P.S, Veronica is also a total cuddle-er, so there would be lots of that too. and playing with each other’s hair, and talking about random things)

Betty:
- Betty would totally be that person to wake up before you, and then do little things to wake you up
- like she’d play with your hair, run her fingers down your arms, trace the curves of your face
- and then be like “oh, sorry, did i wake you up?”
- and you’d just laugh and say no even though she totally did
- and then you’d hold her, and she’d lay her head on your chest and listen to your heartbeat
- you’d run your hands through her hair, maybe rub her back
- she’d be smiling the whole time & then when you see her smile you’d smile too and you’d both just be smiling like adorable dorks
(P.S, you’d both totally be thinking about how much you love the other person the whole time, but you don’t say anything because you’re both totally comfortable sitting in silence with each other & just being together)

The Three of Us (Part Two)

Izuku’s hands flew up in immediate denial. “Kacchan, wait, it’s not what you—”

“Don’t give me that bullshit!” Katsuki stormed up to the two of them, stiff with fury. His red eyes seared into Izuku with such anger and betrayal that it made Izuku flinch back. “You’re my fucking boyfriend,” he snapped. “And what, I have to catch you KISSING fucking Halfie in the hall?”

To his shock, it was Shouto who answered, head lowered in guilt. “I’m sorry, Katsuki, I should’ve told y—”

“DON’T.” A burst of sparks shot from Katsuki’s fist. “Don’t say a fucking word to me, or I’ll blow your head off.”

Izuku’s heart thudded into his ribs. He didn’t want to see his two most important people fight. Not because of him. “Kacchan…” he tried weakly.

“Fuck you,” Katsuki growled. “Don’t try to explain it, Deku, because you can’t, you fucking piece of—”

“Don’t talk to him like that,” Shouto broke in, and Izuku’s eyes went wide as he stepped between them. Every part of him was coiled up, ready to defend himself if he needed to, but with a tiny pause; with a jolt, Izuku realized that Shouto didn’t want to hurt Katsuki.

Katsuki’s eyes flashed dangerously. “Get out of my way, half-and-half,” he ordered.

Shouto lifted his chin. “No.”

“Move, before I blow your fucking face off!”

“I’m not moving until you calm down and listen to me.”

Izuku squeaked as a flurry of gunshots sounded in the hall, the noise of Katsuki’s fists bursting with sparks at his sides. It was a clear threat and one that Izuku knew he’d make good on. Uneasy, he touched Shouto’s shoulder. “Shouto,” he spoke up softly. “It’s all right. Let me talk to him, you don’t have to do this.”

Without meeting Izuku’s gaze, Shouto shook his head. “No. This is something I’ve had to do for a while.”

“What the hell,” Katsuki snarled, bringing one hand up, palm outward, “are you talking about?!” This time, the walls seemed to shake as he detonated an explosion within inches of Shouto’s face. A blast of smoke and flame made it impossible to see, and Izuku ducked, sheilding his face. Coughing, he tried to squint through the black haze.

Gradually, the smoke lifted, revealing a jagged spire of ice looming over Katsuki. The ragged, splintered edges told Izuku that the ice had taken the hit instead of Shouto. Shouto had his arms raised, ready to fend off another attack if he had to. His mouth was set in a hard line. “Katsuki, plea—”

“Don’t fucking call me that!” Katsuki raged. He swept his arms out, setting off one explosion after the other. Shouto threw his hand up and gleaming walls of ice met each one, shattering on impact, but keeping him safe. For now, anyway. Katsuki kept coming, one thundering boom after the other ringing out in the hallway. “Don’t ever!” BOOM. “Fucking call me that!” BOOM. “Again!” Another rocking bang, and this time, Shouto fell back with the impact and into Izuku.

Gasping, Izuku caught him up against himself, hands braced on Shouto’s back. “Kacchan, please!” he begged, tears pricking his eyes and his voice cracking. He felt Shouto tense against him.

A loud gust, like the noise of a column of wind, overtook the hallway as a blast of heat made Izuku wince. Then he stared as Shouto’s left side lit up with bright tongues of flame, roiling above him like hellfire. His one blue eye burned like ice against the fire’s deep red. “Shut your mouth and listen to me!” he shouted, advancing a step toward Katsuki.

“Why the hell would I wanna hear anything you have to say?” Katsuki demanded, falling back defensively, but with his hands still sparking. “You expect me to pity you? Is that it? Poor little Halfie likes Deku, but he’s with me. You want me to understand why you pulled this shit?”

“No, of course not! I shouldn’t have done that, but that isn’t the reason!”

“I don’t give a shit about your reasons!”

“I like you both, okay!?”

THAT made Katsuki falter, expression going blank with shock. He looked at Shouto with lips slightly parted, as though his thoughts couldn’t catch up to what he’d just heard. The crackle of flames was the only noise in the lonely hallway. “…..WHAT?”

Sketch Artist

Originally posted by thejabberwock

(GIF is not mine, credit to owner)

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Dean x Artist!Reader

Characters: reader, Dean, Sam, Eileen Leahy (Mentioned)

Warnings: Dean being adorable, ALL THE FLUFF ( seriously guys, you have been warned)

Prompt: “ Hey! I said not to look at those things!”

A/N: I am complete Dean trash, forgive me, also this piece is so cute I almost cried while writing it. I hope you guys like it as much as I do - Ouro


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Easy - Hanbin scenario (Requested, angst)

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Anon said:  Can you write a scenario about fighting with B.I.?

- Dear anon you asked for this. So this is angst with no happy ending. Enjoy.

Genre: angst, slight smut
Members: Hanbin x You
Word count: 1482


“What do you want to do?” you spoke staring at Hanbin

Two of you sat on his bed. He leans back on his arm and leans his head to the side, thinking.
“Since guys will come like soon. Truth or dare?” his eyes fall on yours
“Just us?” you raise your eyebrows
“What you scared?” he raised one of his eyebrows
“No, I am not. Let’s play” you smile and make yourself comfortable on the bed, grabbing one of his pillows holding it in your lap.
“Okay. Truth or dare?” he sits facing you

You lick your lips and smile.
“Dare”
Hanbin looks at you and nods his head. Running his fingers through his hair, he stops for a minute.
“So like anything we can ask to do?” he asked
“Yeah I don’t mind anything” you nod your head

“I dare you to make a hickey on my neck” he leans back on his arms
You smiled and moved towards him. You actually sat on his lap. Both of you felt some tension between each other.
You lean down slowly, you had a small smile on your face. Slowly and softly you start kissing his neck. You started off with light kisses, then started to slowly kiss bit harder. Hanbin throws his head back a bit, letting you more access.
You finally find a spot and place your lips on his neck, starting to slowly sucking on his skin, not too hard, just the right way.
After few moments you pull away, and kiss the area few more times and move away.
You look at Hanbin and two of you smile at each other. You kept sitting down in lap, not wanting to move.
“Truth or dare?” you spoke, looking down at him  
“Dare.” He smirks
“I dare you to make out with me.” You said

Hanbin smiled, his hand is on your neck pulling you down towards him, he leans in slowly and you can feel his lips on yours.
First he started out slowly, one kiss, two… His tongue slides across your lower lip, with no hesitation you let him in.
His tongue slips inside your mouth, gentle but demanding, and it’s nothing like you ever experienced, and suddenly every square inch of your body dissolves into his. Your fingers grip his hair, pulling him closer. Your veins throb and your heart explodes. You have never wanted anyone like this before. Ever.

Your hands were on his face, as two of you kissed deeper, better. Hanbin felt your hips moving slowy against him.
Two of you were just getting started.

“Hanbin we are HOME!” two of you hear guys yelling downstairs.

Two of you pull away, catching some air. You quickly get off and sit on the bed.
Hanbin and you look at each other few times, and hear the door open.
“What two of you doinn?” Bobby smiled and walks to sit down between two of you
“Just been hanging out.” Hanbin spoke
You lick your lips and smile and nod your head in agreement.
“Okay okay. We got food, so boys and girls come eat” Bobby spoke.

Since that night,  Hanbin and you been meeting up for few times, but in secret.
“I have something to ask you” he said looking to the side at you
“Ask away” you said
“I was thinking. This is all if you want to, but since we been doing this for a while, do you want to be like friends with benefits?” his voice was a bit shaky but he kept it cool.
You look away from him and look at the sky, just thinking for a moment. Hanbin watched you, waiting for your answer. He runs his fingers through his hair, already feeling a bit nervous of what you will say.
“No one will know?” you look at him
“I am fine with anything.” He nods his head
“I mean, I don’t care if they know or not”
“Same” two of you smile at each other
“Okay, I like this” you spoke

In a way you knew this was coming. That two of you will be something. You already were since that night.
It was a deal. No feelings involved, and you respect that. Hoping you don’t get attached to him.

It started to show slowly. Dirty talking, sending nudes. It was something weird at first because Hanbin was your friend for a long time. And two of you getting this sides of each other was something new, but so amazing.

Soon as the night falls, it’s just him and you.
His lips attacking your neck, his hands going down your body. You letting out quiet moans, as your eyes are shut.
You nails running up his back, leaving red lines along. You back arching as his lips kiss down your body, as his fingers tease you. The way he fucks you makes you not want him to stop, ever.

It was all fun and games till it started to change.
Year passes by so quickly. Still two of you were a “thing”.
Hanbin a lot of times would be cold, wouldn’t be in a mood for anything. Would sometimes ignore you, push you away.
It all just started to make you feel like you were always used.
When the night comes, everything is so amazing, great, but during the day he’s a cold heart ass guy which hurt your feelings. He would have some stupid excuses who you wouldn’t believe at all.

Everything was going through your head. You just felt so used. Just used and thrown away.

Being home, you sat on your bed.

Leaving your phone aside, you lay down, you wanted to cry, but why would you? You are just friends with benefits after all. There are no feelings involved.

After couple of hours, Hanbin nicely asked you to come and meet him to tell him what is going on.
You walked to your spot, he was already there.
Hanbin looks up at you and you sit down next to him.
“What is up?”
“What is up?” you look at him and laugh
“Why are you like this?” Hanbin was confused
“I am feeling so used right now” you spoke trying to be calm
“Used?”
“Yeah. Like I feel you actually go around and fuck around with other girls, while I just sit at home.”
“Y/N shut up. The fuck you are talking about?”
“Are you fucking serious. You are not being used-“
“I AM though. I am. WHY do you always have lame excuses not to hang out with me over the day, just like we used to?” you look at him, your voice shaking
“We don’t even like do anything anymore. Like at all.” You tear up a little bit
“Why did everything change. What happened?”
Hanbin takes a breath and looks away.
“I… I been with someone else” he looks at your eyes and sees your heart breaking.

He knows you liked, even loved him for a long time.

“Y/N-“
“So I was used. All the damn time.” You nod your head looking down
“You never cared about me” you added
“Y/N of course I did.”
“Since day one you never did. Don’t lie Hanbin.”
“You fucked around with me till you got sick of me. You are such a headfuck man.” You laughed
“I know it’s wrong from me that I didn’t tell you before.”
All girls will see what actually fucking asshole you are” you started to get angry
“Y/N, calm down” he said
“Calm down? Calm down Hanbin, really?”
“I am fucking sorry, but shit happens.” He raised his voice a bit
“Don’t you ever, but EVER talk to me again! I HATE YOU”
You stand up and start walking away, but Hanbin grabs your hand, stopping you.

“You know what. I planned on to be even more fucking cold and heartless towards you. To crush your little fucking heart into pieces. That you beg and try to fix everything.” He got close to you, being so cold.
“You were too easy to get on. A girl who would do anything just because you were so desperate.”
“You think I didn’t know how boys just used you and threw you away like a piece of garbage. Yeah they did it because you are again, too easyyy. I fucking loved to fuck you around, fuck you, see and learn everything about you.” He breathes
“But I got sick of you, like everyone else did. You weren’t fun anymore. I wanted something more fun again.” He looks at your eyes
“So hate me all you want. And yes I never cared about you, since day one, never.”

“That is the truth. Thank fuck I won’t see you ever again.” He said and walked by pass you, sliding his hands in his jeans pockets.

anonymous asked:

Part 2 of the eric cheating ??

Part 2

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The mirror reflected a gaunt, blotchy face staring back at you. Around your eyes were red, and your cheeks always seemed to be wet.

Eric cheated on you, that’s true. You had every right to be angry. But going to Dylan, and kissing him, that’s where you fucked up. You made this mess even worse, now causing a rift between two of your closest friends.

To be entirely honest, you didn’t know how to feel. You hate Eric, you do, but there’s still a fondness for him that you can’t shake. And Dylan…

You catch your falling head in your hands, groaning and curling back into your bed.

You’d never seen Dylan that way before, so gentle and caring and…

Dare you say it, cute. Your heart pounds and you can feel the throbbing in your head as you realize this. You had to face facts, there were feelings for both of them. And you’re stuck in the middle.

School is in 7 hours, and you can’t fall asleep. The only thing going through your head is how you’re going to face them. You have both in a number of your classes, and the thought of looking either of them in the eye made your stomach queasy.

Burrowing your face into your pillow you let out a muffled scream, not caring about your parents sleeping in the next room. You have no idea what to do, and all the feelings are eating you alive. At some point amidst the quiet screaming, your mind manages to shut off and you drift into a dreamless sleep.

Morning shines into your eyes like daggers, making you squint and groan. Rolling over you look at your clock, you realize you’re late for school. The sense of fear and urgency that you expect to feel never comes, and you take your time getting ready.

Using all the makeup you have, you hide the girl who’s crying too much, and sleeping too little. You add blush to your cheeks to try to breathe life back into your face, but the look in your eyes betrays the rosy pink.

You leave without breakfast, driving to school and heading to your classroom.

You don’t care about all the eyes looking at you when you swing open the door to the classroom, including Eric and Dylan. You feel their gazes burning into you, begging you to turn and make eye contact. Instead you walk to the other side of the room, sitting down in one of the back desks.

The anxiety you expected to feel is nonexistent and instead there’s an emptiness. This must be how it feels to not only lose your boyfriend to cheating, but one of your best friends to your own mistake.

Time moves by slowly, and you wish life could go back to how it used to be. Instead of hearing the voices of the two boys across the room, laughing at your complaint of the day, the bell rings mechanically, signaling the beginning of lunch.

Out of the corner of your eye Eric springs out of his seat and tears towards you, walking faster than you’ve ever seen. Dylan catches up quickly with his long strides, and soon enough the two are standing in front of you.

“I need to talk to you,” Eric says urgently. Dylan shoots him a look, reaching forward and taking your hand to pull you.

“We need to talk first,” he mumbles to you. Eric glares at him and grabs your free hand, pulling you back towards him.

“I asked her first,” he hisses, bristling. Dylan’s stoic face turns stony, his mouth pressed into a hard line.

“No,” he booms commandingly. You feel anger bubbling up inside you, and it overflows when you feel the pulling on both of your arms.

“Enough!” you shout, startling both.

“I don’t want fighting. I’ll talk to both of you. Eric first. Meet me in the hallway,” you order before storming out of the empty classroom. Eric and Dylan share a look before the shorter boy joins you outside.

“Say what you need to say,” he flinches at your cold words. Stepping a little closer he attempts to cup your cheek, and you shake your head. His hand drops back to his side before heading back up to cross over his body.

“I can never apologize enough for what happened. I swear to you, it meant absolutely nothing. I was drunk -too drunk- but it would kill me if I fucked us up. I only want you and, and, I love you,” he pleads and drops his head. You’re a little taken aback by his words, never having heard him tell you that he loved you. You don’t know what to say so you end up staring at the floor.

“Y/N?” he asks, trying to search your eyes.

“You can’t just- you can’t do that,” you furrow your brow.

“What?” he asks.

“You can’t cheat on me, and then tell me that you love me. You can’t just say that to make me forgive you!” he stares at you, wide eyed, and then looks down at his own hands. A moment of silence passes before he looks back up at you, a determined look on his face.

“If you don’t believe that I love you, I’ll prove it. I’m not just saying it to make you forgive me. I mean it,” he states, squeezing your hand before turning away and disappearing down the hallway.

You almost walk away before Dylan pokes his head out, looking at you for permission. You nod, letting him approach.

“I uh- I wanna know where we are. What we are,” he says quietly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I don’t know. I felt like I fucked up when I went to your house and lead you on. But then I saw you again and it made me all confused because I feel the same,” you state miserably, feeling his arms gently circling around you. Instead of recoiling like your brain is telling you to, you bask in his warmth, and breathe in his smell.

“I feel the same way. I’ve felt like this since I first saw you, but Eric got to you first,” he mumbles down to you, trench coat shuffling.

“What?” You peer back up at him. He’s looking down at you, looking timid and embarrassed.

“I love you,” he almost whispers, searching your face for a reaction. You feel an array of emotions running through you: confusion, happiness, sadness, and something else that you can’t name.

You don’t respond, only hugging him tighter and leaning up on your tip toes to lightly kiss his nose. He smiles genuinely, tucking you inside his trench coat and reveling in your closeness.

You pull away not long after, feeling guilt and confusion still, before you turn around and walk back to the parking lot.

A voice in your head congratulates you. You’ve done the impossible. You’ve made the worst situation even worse.

leftmyheartinyokohama  asked:

25, 34 Jackson please?

25. “I thought you were dead.”

You stirred awake when you felt your pillow shift under you and it was only then that you remembered you weren’t at home but rather sitting in the hospital with your head resting on your boyfriend’s arm; your eyes shot open and you quickly sat up as you watched with excitement as Jackson slowly began to wake up on the hospital bed.

“Hey baby,” you cooed, holding his hand in your own as you grinned down at him, trying to hold back the tears that were building up behind your eyes; Jackson looked around groggily and then finally rested his eyes on you as he tried to sit up as you immediately reached out and pushed him back down on the bed gently, telling him to rest.

“You’re being…too nice…baby…” Jackson said, slowly as his eyes opened and closed, his voice tired and slow from the drugs in the IV; you wiped the tears from your eyes as you smiled at him and kissed his head, saying, “You silly boy…I thought you were dead.”

Give me a pairing an AU, and I will write a three-sentence fic~

anonymous asked:

Yay!!! Requests are open! :) Can I have a scenario with semisemi as he confronts and shares his thoughts on going further in a relationship with his female s/o? As in, they're pretty happy and sweet but he feels as if his s/o has this barrier up which he used to crack up to her being naturally reserved and serious but he feels there's something more to it and it turns out to be that she has a fear of him hurting or abandoning her.

“Hey, (Name)?” Your head turns towards Semi and you give him a warm smile. His eyes focus on you before he glances away, unsure of how to express his feelings and thoughts. “Are you okay?”

You tilt your head a bit confused at his sudden worry, “Yeah, I’m fine. Why? Is there something wrong?” Semi sighs before he takes your hand in his, rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand. 

“I feel like you’re not being yourself lately and I mean like there’s something holding you back from me,” Semi confesses. You stare at his figure, his head looking down a little worried about what you might say or think. 

“Oh, really?” Your voice is small and you can’t help but let out a chuckle causing Semi to look over at you. “I guess you can see through me.” 

Semi raises a brow as he stands back straight, “What?” You shake your head confused squeezing his hand, “I’m just kinda scared.”

“Scared of what? Why didn’t you tell me anything?” Semi scolds and you shrug, “I’m scared of losing you.”  

Semi’s mouth opened to say more, but he didn’t know what to say. He knew something was wrong, but he’d never thought it had to do with him. He watched as you moved you your foot around on the floor as you waited for him to respond.

“You don’t have to worry about losing me.” Semi states as he reached over to give you a secure hug, causing you to relax in his arms a bit. You let out a guilty sigh, “I know, but you’re playing volleyball for such a great team and girl’s are always all over you and the boys that I get a little, I don’t know, worried.”

Letting out a huff, you step back from Semi and ruffle your hair in frustration, “Ugh, i’m such a typical girlfriend.” 

“I’m glad you told me, I was getting worried that you didn’t want to continue this relationship with me.” Semi admitted with a small laugh. “I really want to spend the rest of my life with you.” 

You look up at him with rosy cheeks, “Are you proposing to me?” Semi’s own cheeks redden as he relizes his own words, “No! I mean, not now, but maybe in the future.”

Laughing, you lean up and plant a soft kiss on his cheeks with a nod, “Okay, i’ll be waiting for that day.”

I wish I knew the right words to say when it came down to writing about someone who makes you feel like flowers are growing inside of your chest. I wish I knew how to explain the way you make me feel when it’s two in the morning and we’re both laughing over something that probably wasn’t even that funny but to other people, our laughs make it seem like it was the world. I wish I knew how to tell people just how really beautiful you are, because when you are there, whether you’re laying down or pacing back and fourth, talking about the things that excite you the most, or just about anything in general that makes you happy, your eyes hold a certain kind of light beneath them that makes me want to never look away. Or when you laugh, my god, when you laugh, I never want it to stop because you do this thing where you tilt your head back and cover your mouth at the last moment after you already been so loud, shaking your head and every single time, I’d think, I wouldn’t mind hearing you laugh for the rest of my life. And when you yell, which is very rare, is scary because you can be there, veins standing at attention and I’d still think you’re the most beautiful person I have ever laid eyes on, even if I’m driving you insane. Don’t worry though, you drive me insane too. And I wish I knew how to explain the way my hands shake when I think about losing you, or the way my chest tightens to the thought of you being with someone else who isn’t me, because it messes with my mind sometimes and I get fustrated, because only I want to know your favorite book to the way you hate wearing that poka dot shirt, or how you eat when you’re nervous and can’t seem to stop making a mess. But you always been a messy eater so I don’t mind. I fell in love with you and although you are not perfect because you do have your moments, I promise I will love you again and again and again because I am not perfect either but if I am here, holding my heart out to you, and you are there, doing the same, I swear we both can be non-perfect messes together. And I’m trying not to be too cheesy here, because you always did say I buttered you up too much so for now I’ll leave it off with an I love you and an I’ll love you forever until my very last breath and an I am so lucky you decided to choose me.
—  A.M// to jake, maybe loving you isn’t so bad after all.