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Accusations || Jungkook

Request - hi! can i request a jungkook angst where jungkook keep accusing the reader is cheating when she’s not and later he regretted it? thankyou 😊    

Pairing - Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre - Fluff, Angst

Summary - You’re met your best friend after years of separation, and you continue to meet him. This particularly pisses Jungkook off.

Jungkook came over to you on the couch as you smiled up at him. With the bowl of popcorn in his hand the movie ready to watch, he settled down next to you as you snuggled up to him, wrapping your arms around his waist as he placed the popcorn on his lap.

Both of you were munching on the popcorn, intent gazes on the screen as his hand absent mindedly ran the length of your arm in a comforting motion, when you heard your phone ring. You immediately reached out for it and you didn’t have to see the caller ID to know it was your best friend.

‘Taehyung, hi!’ You squealed, Jungkook’s hand stopping mid way on your arm. You didn’t notice this and simply took his hand off yours and placed it on his lap before leaving the room and going into the bedroom, to talk to him.

Jungkook huffed as the movie went on, the scene being a steamy kiss being exchanged between the two actors.
‘And I thought I’d make out with her,’ He rolled his eyes. It was the umpteenth time this week that you would always - outside and inside the house - answer the call some place where Jungkook wasn’t there.

He heard you laugh really loud, and he felt a pang of jealousy heavily coursing through his blood. Were you even paying attention to him? Did he even matter to you?

He had had enough and was ready, standing up front the couch, making his way to the door of the bedroom, when you opened it. You jumped a little at the sudden appearance of him.

'Oh, you scared me there,’ You giggled before walking past him.

'Fucking unbelievable.’ Jungkook mumbled under his breath as you sat down on the couch. You looked over to him and sent a smile to his direction, 'Not watching?’

He literally stormed through, thundering steps taken as he made his way in front of the T.V before switching it off and turning to face you. You sat up, very alarmed by his actions.

'You okay, Jung-’

'No. I’m not fucking okay.’ He said through clenched teeth. You stood up and attempted to make your way through to him.

'Jungkook why are you-’ He stopped you in your tracks with a hand in the air. He glared at you, like he wanted you dropping dead right then.

'Are you going to meet that guy later?’ He asked, his voice low but very firm. Your eyebrows furrowed slightly as you answered him.

'Jungkook, really, is that-’

'ARE YOU, OR ARE YOU NOT MEETING THAT DOUCHEBAG?’ He yelled, making you flinch. In the entirety of your relationship with him, he had never let his anger take over him. This was new, and it scared the utter hell out of you. You stayed at your place, but Jungkook could tell you wanted to run away from him.

'I am,’ You said and his expression changed in a flash, like that which resembled a strangely victorious look.

'So, you’re seeing him behind my back aren’t you?’ He smirked, and for a mere second, you thought he was crazy.

'What? No, Jungkook. He’s just my best friend.’ You tried to reason, but he began laughing.

'Best friend, my ass. How many times have you gone out with him already, Y/N? Enough to start dating him? Enough to break up with me?’ He asked, but he didn’t have the smirk on. He just simply looked at you.

You shook your head vigorously, desperate to get him to listen to you.

'No, no, no, Jungkookie. I’m not cheating on you, trust me!’ Your eyes at the brink of tears as you knew your relationship was literally hanging on the edge of a cliff at the moment.

'Being an Idol, is hard, Y/N. I’m dating you during the peak of my career. And to top it all off, the fans are either celebrating that fact, or creating a ruckus. Right now, I can’t help but really believe the fact that you’re with me because of the fame-’

'JEON JUNGKOOK!’ You yelled, the tears breaking free from the confinement of your eyes. He didn’t flinch, but he knew you were mad. You never used his full name unless so.

You glared at him while he stared daggers at you.

'I have stayed up late into the nights waiting for you to return, praying that you are still healthy and not injured. I have let you hang out in clubs, trusting you that you will still come back to me. And you fucking accuse me of using you for your fame? You’re fucking cheap, Jungkook.’ You snapped, and immediately turned around to leave.

Jungkook stood there, his face still curved into a frown. He refused to listen to what you just said, as his consciousness drowned in thoughts of you leaving him. He heard the door close with a loud bang, before he dropped to the floor.

He groaned as he rubbed his head with his hands, unable to think straight.

You weren’t home yet, by the time he had woken up from the nap he ended up taking as he cried on the couch earlier that afternoon. He was beginning to feel the unfamiliar feeling of regret and guilt claw at his stomach as he anticipated your return.

By midnight, you weren’t back, and this worried Jungkook beyond all thoughts. Just as he decided to get out and search for you, his phone began ringing in his pocket.

The moment he saw the caller ID, he answered it, 'Y/N, oh my god, I’m so sorry for saying all those things to you, I though something happened to you, where are you baby?’

'Um..’ A male voice responded, getting Jungkook confused than ever. He checked the caller ID to make sure it was you and when he did, he heard the person speak again.

'Yeah, my name is Taehyung,’ Jungkook heard labored breaths coming from the other end and the worst thoughts slipped themselves into his mind. He stayed quiet and let your friend speak.

'Dude, I’m really sorry but- Y/N.. Y/N is in the hospital. She was in an accident.’


Hope you liked it :))))))

P.S - There will be NO second part for this.

Originally posted by baebsaes


@severeprincesswitch Happy Rhackiversary!! :D It’s been 1 year today since I started shipping these two nerds. Was saving this for today :3 I hope you like it!! Sorry for taking so long!!

Imagine Dean taking you out to celebrate National Burger Day

“Seriously? This is where you absolutely needed to take me?”

Dean ignored your comment and dragged you inside the diner, taking a seat at one of the booths.

“I’m telling you, this place has the best burgers you’ll ever find. Anywhere. Ever.”

You rolled your eyes, unable to keep yourself from smiling. “Whatever you say.”

Dean grinned, ordering for the both of you when the waitress came by. You watched him bounce his leg excitedly as you waited for your food, and you kicked him lightly from under the table.

“Can’t you sit still for two seconds?”


You shook your head, laughing silently. “You’re a dork.”

He winked at you. “And you love it.”

The waitress came back soon after with your plates, and you laughed at Dean’s giddy expression.

“I swear, you’re like a kid on Christmas morning.”

Dean took a large bite, sighing happily and leaning back in the seat.

“This. This right here is heaven .”

Popping a fry in your mouth, you watched Dean devour the burger with an affectionate smile, repeating your words from earlier. “You’re a dork.”

He grinned around another huge mouthful of food. “But I’m your dork.”

You smiled back at the love of your life. It warmed your heart to see him so happy, even if it was just over a burger.

“Yeah you are.”

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Future Genre(s):  Smut, Fluff, Angssst.

People: Y/n (you) x Kim Taehyung.

As a single mom who has worked her way up to the top in the broadcasting world, how exactly will you react when one of the most popular boys in K-Pop starts to take interest in your personal life? Better yet, when he wants to become more than just a boy, but a man towards you.

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Motherduckers by jdragon122
Artwork by @dragonpressgraphics :D

Summary: Dean’s gone through hell, been to purgatory, stopped the apocalypse, but never could he hope to say no to the combined force of Castiel and Sam Winchester. When it came to pets, Dean had always had a strict rule. But for whatever reason, now had to be the time he broke that rule… and thanks to Cas, it seemed the Winchesters first pets would be a group of tiny, fluffy ducklings.

Notes: So this was inspired by a conversation between me and pherryt/dragonpressgraphics :D Started off as being annoyed at autocorrect and then spiraled into using “duck” in place of “fuck”. Then pherryt came up with the brilliant idea, why can’t you use both? And I had to write for it :) And she also provided me with this lovely fanart to go with it, so a big thank you to her! Enjoy :D

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OopsDads!AU Headcanons

@bi-robbie-rotten​ inspired some of this with their comments on this post.

  • Robbie hid Áfram’s existence from Sportacus initially
    • It wasn’t for long though
    • About 3 or so days
  • Robbie isn’t in the best condition when Sportacus discovers him and  Áfram (who isn’t named yet)
    • Robbie is ill and in rough shape
    • Áfram is perfectly healthy though! (Robbie is doing a good job - at the cost of his own damn self)
  • To say that Sportacus is shocked would be an understatement
  • When he discovers who the other parent is, he nearly faints
    • Because it’s him
    • HE’S the other parent
  • He pretty much immediately bursts into tears
    • He never thought he’d ever have a biological child
    • He already feels like a father to Stephanie, and that is 100% the best thing ever
    • But never thought he’d be a biological father to anybody
    • It never crossed his mind
  • Sportacus assumes Robbie would be hesitant to have him be a part of  Áfram’s life
  • But the opposite is true
  • Robbie only hid Áfram’s existence because he was so overwhelmed and didn’t know what to do and was panicking and had gone into over-protective mama-bear mode.
  • So Robbie is more than happy to have Sportacus be the other parent
  • And thus they eventually picked his name(s) 
    • Áfram and Alfred
  • And then began parenting!
  • And then they sort of fell proper in-love with each other
  • And all is well
  • Happy family ftw
  • (Áfram gets like.. a ton of family out of this too)
    • Stephanie as an ‘official’ sister
    • Stingy, Trixie, Pixel and Ziggy are also honorary siblings
    • Bessie and Milford as an Aunt and Uncle
    • Glanni as a fabulous self-proclaimed “Glampa”
    • Ithro as a Grand-Pabbi
    • And Great-Grand-Pabbi Áfram (who would totally be a creep and climb through a tv to visit)

rubyphilomela  asked:

Request for emergency fluff. Having to work today with no voice (unless I want to cough to the point of sobbing) in a call center. Please send fluff. Also your writing is amazing my dear ❤️

Hey Ruby dear! Oh that’s actually the worst omg- working at a call centre with a voice in no condition to talk at all! *hugs* Here’s some Prompto lovin’, just for you <3 *Note that this is an emergency fluff request so I had to kinda write this drabble before continuing with the regular requests sent in xD* I whipped this up REAL quick so hopefully this is cute and sweet enough LOL

Sick Days (Prompto x Reader)

“Y/n wants a chocolate sundae with hot fudge sauce and a crumbled waffle cone sprinkled over the top of the whole thing!” Prompto cheered, his sky blue eyes glinting mischievously as he ordered the two of you ice cream after your impromptu lunch date. You shot your boisterous blond boyfriend a playful glare before turning to the serving lady and shaking your head. Unable to say a word due to your extremely sore throat, you had to rely on Prompto to do all the talking today. And he took full advantage of that fact.

The serving lady shot you and Prompto a confused look, and you couldn’t stop Prompto from grinning at the lady and nodding his head insistently. “No, don’t worry about her- she’s just trying to watch her weight or something, but I don’t get why she would do that- she’s perfect to me.” Your eyes soften at Prompto’s sweet words, despite his defiance and his made-up excuse about your apparent ‘weight’ issues. You decided to let Prompto’s idiocy go for now, and simply let out a sigh before grasping securely onto his bicep with both your hands and smiling obligingly at the serving lady.

Looking exasperated, the lady eventually slid the decadent ice cream dish towards the two of you. Prompto lit up and thanked the lady, lurching forward and grabbing the ice cream dish before shoving the two spoons he procured into his mouth and making his way towards a cosy booth in the corner of the store. You shook your head in slight disbelief and pure adoration as you followed the bouncy blond young man.

Once the two of you had settled into the booth, Prompto handed on of the spoons that had previously been in his mouth to you with a sheepish grin. You merely shook your head silently and grabbed the spoon gently from his grasp before scooping up some of the cold treat and placing the sweet treat into your mouth. You let the ice cream gently melt into your mouth and you shut your eyes in pure bliss at the cacophony of sweet and indulgent flavours that danced around in your mouth.

You heard Prompto moan out load, and rather inappropriately at that, as he shoved his own bite of ice cream into his mouth. “Mmmmmm, this is sooooo good, y/n!” Prompto groaned out, absolutely enthralled. You couldn’t help but blush as your imagination ran away from you at the sounds and gestures of pleasure Prompto was making for the ice cream. He sounded so… pleased. You wanted to please him in that way personally…

You shook your head immediately of the thought and quickly scooped up some of the ice cream into your spoon, and quickly brought it to your mouth. Except… you misjudged the whole projectile of the spoon and the ice cream ended up smeared onto your bottom lip. Prompto let out a snort of laughter at the image, and you felt absolutely mortified and miserable.

First of all, you were sick. Second of all, because you were sick, you couldn’t even talk. And Third of all, you embarrassed yourself in public in front of your cute boyfriend and he was laughing quite openly at your face.

You couldn’t help your eyes from tearing up, but luckily Prompto had caught the change in your demeanour as soon as it happened. He was immediately by your side, pushing the ice cream dish away from the two of you and bringing a wad of napkins with him as he cooed gently in apology and wiped away at the ice cream.

“I didn’t mean to upset you baby. I’m so sorry! Here, let me help you. All I want to do is help you feel happy.” Prompto soothed you as he gently wiped the sticky mess off your face. You leaned into his touch and soon found yourself nestled into your boyfriend’s surprisingly muscled shoulder, a small smile on your face. You leaned upwards, so that your lips were right next to Prompto’s ear, and you whispered to him.

Thank you. I love you, Prompto.” You rasped, your voice only just a pained whisper. Prompto looked down at you and kissed you gently on the lips, no regard or concern for catching whatever virus you had contracted that had rendered you feeling miserable and voiceless.

“I love you too, baby. Wanna head home now?”

You nodded, a gentle smile on your face. The two of you exited the ice cream place and walked hand in hand towards your home, where both you and Prompto spent a quiet afternoon in watching television and napping. Prompto had left late in the night, after tucking you into bed and pressing a soft kiss goodnight on your forehead.

You were feeling much better after spending a whole day with Prompto.

Prompto, however, ended up sick in the next few days. But, surely, you took care of him just as he had taken care of you when you were sick and unable to speak for yourself. Of course, you were much nicer about doing what he actually wanted you to do. You didn’t force him to eat ice cream.

You smiled fondly at the memory as you fed a sick and pathetic looking flushed Prompto some soup. You wouldn’t trade this man for anything in the world. You were irrevocably in love with this over-grown, photography and chocobo-crazed man child.

And you were sure that he was just as in love with you.

The American quad and eyesight

Just a small headcanon I’ll dump here till I finish some of the requests. So you don’t getbored and leave us! Lol, but just know that this is my personal silly thing, the other muns don’t need to follow this and you also don’t have to necessarily agree with this, just wanted a reason for fluff x3

America - Alfred F. Jones

Alfred isn’t that bad off with his eyesight. He started wearing his glasses around the 1840s, (Around the same time that the state of Texas was founded) finding it difficult to make out things in the distance, or read fine writing. At first he was reluctant to wear them, but after some scolding from England submitted. After he put them on, his hero complex kind of came out, because it was like he was wearing a disguise that superheroes wear. Nowadays he takes them off only when he’s going to sleep or getting in water. However, the moment he takes them off outside those reasons and rests his face in his hands, it just means that his patience is running thin and he’s tired. It usually happens when he’s dealing with paperwork, when it does just silently pull him away from the work, sit him down somewhere comfortable, make him some tea and cuddle him. He’d more than likely come with you with no objections

2P!America - Allen L. Jones

So, um. Al’s eyesight is really bad. Like, seriously bad. The guy can’t make out most things that are over an arm’s length away. But don’t be fooled, just because he can’t see that well, doesn’t mean he can’t catch you and bash your face in… or initiate a tickle attack for that matter. He also refuses to wear glasses or contacts, not wanting to have something that makes him look like his shitty 1P. His eyesight also doesn’t mean that he isn’t handy, he can do pretty much anything, just finds it difficult sometimes, like, he can’t really tell if someone throws something at him. His eyesight got progressively worse from when he was younger, to nowadays. He’s still tough though, so most countries have at least a speck of respect for him. Don’t worry though, he would very much appreciate it if you decide to help him with something trickier, he finds at as a sign of affection and would adore you immensely for it.

Nyo!America - Amelia F. Jones

Amelia’s vision is probably the best out of the four. She almost doesn’t need any help with her eyesight. However, in those faithful nights with tons of paper work, where she spends more than an hour on, her eyes get so tired and as a reflex to tell her to chill for a bit, they get blurry, to the point where she could barely tell an ‘a’ from a ‘b’ to a ‘c’. But being the stubborn little shit she is, she doesn’t stop there. She actually got her England to help her get glasses and during the shopping the other woman suggested that maybe she should stop for a bit when those instances happen and rest, but of course why would an America ever listen to England? Just know, that if you see Amelia with glasses, drag her away from work even with her protests. You are doing her a huge favor, because she usually passes out on the work and wakes up with immense back problems. She’ll most likely thank you later.

Nyo!2P!America - Alexa L. Jones

Her eyesight is as bad as her male counterpart’s. But unlike him she isn’t as prideful and has both contacts and glasses. She wears the contacts when out outside because they’re more comfortable to move around in and her glasses at home. Most people find it a shock if they visit her urgently and she opens the door, wearing house clothes and glasses and each time she gets annoyed and would grunt out an annoyed “Wha’ the fuck do ya’ want?”. However, if you see her outside, kneeling on the ground and looking like she’s searching for something, she most likely dropped one (worst case scenario both) of her contacts. Help her out and search with her please and don’t say anything, it’s embarrassing enough for her as it is, because most people outside of her inner circle don’t know of her bad vision. She’d be immensely grateful to you if you actually found what she was searching for!

- Mun Rants

Originally posted by ghostremnant

anonymous asked:

Well darn it! Now I need to know what kind of yandere Deathsaurus is!! Wanna pick up where you left off with Tarn? XD And I love yandere Fort Max too, but somehow also yandere Overlord??! D: Imagine the nightmare of Overlord taking interest in the same human as Fort Max, considering their history! QAQ Obviously I'd choose Fort Max... but since when did the "object of affection" get to chose?

You have tempted me!  I am now tempt!  XD  (Continuation of this post.)

Truthfully, Deathasaurus would be pretty tame as far as the Decepticon yanderes go.  He already has a great relationship with his crew, so he’s not starved for attention or anything,  He’s more concerned with your welfare, and making sure you have time to adjust after being held captive by the DJD for so long.  You two actually end up forming a pretty strong bond, although a very strange one.  He casually threatens you with the possibility of murder at least once a day a la The Princess Bride, but it’s mostly just bluster on his end.  

His yandere side comes out whenever he senses a threat to your safety.  He knows his men wouldn’t lay a finger on you (at least not to harm you, but Deathasaurus has made it perfectly clear to them that they’re not to touch you for… other purposes either) but he will bristle on go on the alert around strangers or anyone who seems suspicious.  He hates to admit it, but you’ve managed to worm your way into his spark.  There isn’t anything he wouldn’t do for you.  Some mech giving you a rough time?  Don’t worry, sweetspark, he’s got this!  See something you like out shopping?  Deathasaurus will buy you one in every color!  Heck, he’ll buy you the whole store!  Anything to keep you at his side.  

At night he likes to cuddle you close to his chest and rarely will take no for an answer,  More often than not, you find your self drifting off to sleep as you’re lulled by his rumbling sleepy purr.

As for Overlord and Fort Max, well, why do you think Overlord became so fascinated with you in the first place?  ;)

Truthfully, Overlord has no interest in you personally at all, he just can’t stand for Max to have any sort of happiness in his life.  If he can, he takes it for himself, if not, he ruins it.  He becomes obsessed with you, trying to find a way to take you away from his long time rival.  (He’s got so many things planned for you, and if he can, he’s going to make Fort Max watch it all until he rips out his spark)

This drives Fort Max’s paranoia up 1000%!  Forget sneaking around and checking the security cameras.  He’s never letting you out of his sight again!  He insists on carrying you everywhere you go, even for short distances.  He becomes increasingly more suspicious of strangers and the other mech on the ship.  Sometimes his frustrations will get the better of him and he will snap at or lecture you if you do something that could put yourself in danger (though he always apologizes after.  It breaks his spark to see you upset.)  He insists on having you sleep in his room at night and installs about 50 more locks on the inside.  

He’ll do everything in his power to make sure that monster never gets his hands on you, and if he somehow does?  Max will tear Overlord apart with his bare hands to get you back.

Peridot let out a small whimper of pain as she shakily got back onto her feet, her vision slightly obscured by the cracks that had now been made in her visor.

“Lapis?!” she frantically called out, “Are you OK?”

No answer.  

Peridot desperately looked around for her partner - and froze in shock as her eyes met the dark blue Gemstone that was now lying on the ground.  The force of their enemy’s attack had poofed Lapis.

“Oh, Lapis…”  

Suddenly, Peridot heard the ominous crunching sound of their attacker’s footsteps drawing closer again.

“Oh no you don’t” Peridot growled to herself as she quickly moved over to Lapis’ Gem, practically throwing herself on top of it in order to keep it safe.  She took the blue Gem into her hands, checking it over for cracks.  She allowed herself a small smile of relief when she found that it was still perfectly intact.

“Just give it up, you pathetic little Peridot!” came the booming voice through the darkness, “Hand over that Lapis Lazuli, immediately!”

Peridot began to panic.  She knew that there was no way she could defeat this hostile Gem, but she had to try.  Lapis meant everything to her, and she was willing to give it all that she had in order to keep her beloved partner safe.  With tears now forming in the corners of her eyes, resigned to her fate, she bubbled Lapis’ Gem.  She would then try to send Lapis back to the barn - back home, to safety - as soon as the opportunity presented itself.

The warrior Gem was now face-to-face with Peridot, drawing her weapon in preparation to do even more damage to the small green technician.

“No!” Peridot yelled, clutching the bubble that housed her partner’s Gem tightly in one hand and charging a bright ball of energy in the other, ready to attack.

“I’ll never let you take her, you clod!  You’ll have to shatter me first!”

The warrior Gem chuckled callously, a menacing grin now forming across her face as she raised her weapon.

“So be it.”

I did this drawing, and the accompanying short story, for the Lapidot Week day 3 prompt: “Protection”.



Got this done for Christmas morning, yay! Thanks for all the interesting requests I received - fuel for my procrastination imagination! ;) Well I sorta combined these two… Hope it’s enjoyed! And I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! XOXO (My Art Tag)

anonymous asked:

Hey Zen what would a happy Yandere team up for the whole Lost Light be like? The reader makes a calendar and she visits everyone to give them some personal time with her at least once a week. But she's happy with everyone and shows them all affection and even though they'd like more they're all happy she's happy and showing everyone affection can be hard but they know all they have to do is wait their turn because she'll move times around and makes everyone happy. HC's please. Bots reactions?

That’s adorable!  I love it!  <3 <3 <3

Of course there’s going to be the expected amount of complaining and bickering involved, as none of these goons like to share.  But they all sort of grudgingly agree that having the human all to themselves for a whole day is better than spending the whole day fighting off other bots for their attention.  

Even though they’re all supposed to respect the rules of the calendar and not interfere with another bot’s date, most of them still do anyway, which only leads to more infighting among the ranks.  Human eventually gets fed up and stomps the homemade chart into the garbage can and vows never to tell any of them any of their ideas ever again.

kamikazesoundsociety  asked:

For the ask meme: 40. pet

Originally posted by movies-quotes

“Now, when I got you this kneazle, you were supposed to be responsible, to take proper care of it. It’s your pet.”

Percival was struggling with the armful of orange furred catlike creature, and Credence was just trying not to laugh.

“Why can’t we share her? It doesn’t make sense. She lives here with both of us…”

Wide eyes, and a hint of a wobble to his lower lip was usually a guarantee to get him what he wanted, and this was no exception. Percival sighed, and then carefully handed over the creature, which Credence had dubbed ‘Charlie,’ though he still wasn’t sure why. He hoped that Scamander hadn’t had anything to do with it, beyond adopting it out in the first place.

“Thank you Daddy.”

Credence held his cheek up for a kiss, and Percival obliged, before putting his hand on his other cheek, and turning him so he could kiss him properly.

“Go on. Let her loose around Central Park for a bit. Make sure you use the shield charm if she tries to climb any tall trees.”

“Why? Don’t cats always land on their feet?”

Percival gave him a look, and Credence just smiled innocently.

wordsintimeandspace  asked:

Prompt: fem!Doctor/Rose and meeting at a pride parade? :3 (or going together to a pride parade if you prefer to write a non-AU!)

Basically I can’t really do meet-cutes or beginning bonding talk, so I went with the latter. I hope you like this nonetheless. :)

Also, this is longer than I envisioned. But holy crap I’ve written something after barely writing for weeks! Not complaining. \o/

The pop-dance numbers played by the passing floats reverberate in her chest, the volume toeing the delineation of “too loud” — but it has to in order to be heard over the crowds lining the streets, at least five people deep. The rainbows painted on cheeks and hanging from windows and wrapped around shoulders and plastered across posters and vehicles are a feast of color for her eyes, this body so much more in tune with all of its senses. The summer sun warms her back through her light blue oxford, sweat beginning to prickle at the nape of her neck under her hair, but she doesn’t mind the heat.

“Isn’t this brilliant, Rose? The grit, the spunk, the passion, the sheer joy in the air!” There’s so much life, she can’t help but grin, broadly.

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My Pleasure

[Okay so I accidentally deleted the requests, but here are the brief summaries]

All Requested by Anonymous:

“Yay! You’re coming back! I saw where you said you’re going to try smuts. Can you do a smut about doing it for the first time with Leo?””

“’48. I promise’ It’s your first time with Leo and he promises to be gentle?”

“Can I get 20 and 40 for Leo? Thanks!”

“Can I have a scenario with Leo where he comes home after a long trip or a tour?”

[Or something along those lines]

Genre: Smut, Fluff

Word count: 2749

Warnings: Smut, terrible endings xD 

48. “I promise” // 20. “It’s your fault I’m sore” // 40. “I love her”

4 in one leggo

also I changed the perspective, let me know what you think

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Thank you anon! So much dancing XD Hope this is okay! Very fluffy :P I just put Jack’s expression as the last post since you can’t see it :3


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