Exo, whom I still see as my cute rookie boys are now in their 5th year. They are now called sunbaenims by many. They have set so many records. They have made so many people happy. They have inspired a lot of people. 5 years and counting. EXO We Are One 사랑하자
Scientists around the world were shocked when a mysterious “alien megastructure” star suddenly went dim on May 18.
Astronomers have had their eye on the star — also known as Tabby’s star — since 2009, when it was first discovered byTabetha Boyajian
at Louisiana State University. It’s special because its bright lights
dim and flicker in a random, unidentifiable pattern, which is really
strange, as far as star behavior goes.
“The weird thing about this star is the constant
brightness for so long, then the unpredictable, relatively short periods
of dimming,” Matt Muterspaugh, astronomer and professor at Tennessee
State University, said.
“It’s been four years since scientists last
noticed the star dim,” Muterspaugh said, and information about it only
became available three months after the star had dimmed.
“This is exciting because it’s the first time we’re seeing it happen in real-time,” he said. Read more (5/22/17)
Jimin tilted his head as if to ponder the idea before tugging you across the bed until you were leaning against his chest, curious eyes catching your own.
“Sure, I mean one day. One day, far, far away,” He said, pointing his finger off into the distance jokingly.
You laughed, hand skimming along the back of his neck. “Yeah, me too.”
“Any particular reason why you’re asking?” He said as he began playing with the strands of your hair.
“I dunno,” You shrugged. “We’ve been dating for a long time, just thought that it’s something we should know about each other.”
Jimin nodded, “No, you’re right. It’s kind of something you should figure out before things get too far in the relationship… Guess we waited a bit too long, but we’re on the same page, so that’s good,” He smiled, leaning down to place a short peck against your lips.
“So that means you think that information will be put to good use one day?” You asked, quirking your brow to insinuate.
I can’t believe its been almost four years since I did this stupid wolfsong film. If I were to do this film now, I would have approached it differently. The story was about a mother wolf who breaks in a hunter’s den and rescues her cub, only to find it a motionless trophy. She sings a lullaby so her offspring could sleep. Little does she know that a young naive hunter stalks her through the forest.
Summary: In which you’re sure you’ll hate Park Jimin with every fiber of your being for the rest of your existence, even after he is assigned your tutor for History of Magic. Pairing: Jimin | Reader Genre: Fluff/Smut; Harry Potter AU Word Count: 17,321 Author’s Note: This got insanely long, and I apologize but also not really. Inspired by @jeonbegins + her really dope HP Slytherin Jimin AU edit. I also had a little conversation with @minsvga about this and she helped me figured out the basic idea for what this story has become; and @chokemejimin has asked to be tagged in my HP work so here you go my dear!!!
No matter how hard you try, it seems as if you are always bested by Park Jimin in every aspect of life: from Quidditch to school to class popularity.
And you absolutely despise him for it.
Granted, it’s probably because he’s always simply excelled in everything while you could only manage the minimum requirement for things outside of the sport you’ve grown to be so passionate about—but that’s only deepened your dislike for the boy. It’s been like this since the pair of you were children, a rivalry already planted between you even before you knew what the term meant. Truthfully, it was pretty much written in the stars that you would develop some deep-rooted grudge against Jimin, for he was organized into Slytherin while you were put in the fiery red and gold of Gryffindor.
Beyond the clashing Houses that have officially formed your backgrounds, it doesn’t help that the boy has seemed to uphold a particular interest in doing whatever he could to see you fidget or watch you squirm or just catch you at your worst moments—although you humor yourself on the idea that these unfortunate incidents occur to you because of Park Jimin’s constant hovering. It’s a habit that’s grown since the first week of your admission into Hogwarts, in which your big mouth scored you your first detention with the infamous Professor Snape.
It’s a moment that marks the beginning of an unspoken battle between the pair of you—in which you would constantly attempt to prove yourself better than Park Jimin and Park Jimin doing everything he could to make sure you could never have that victory. During the first two years of school, this would mean beating you on every exam, knowing the answers to every question and teasing you for not knowing. Professors putting Jimin on a pedestal, marking him up as the ‘ideal student’ and unknowingly intensifying the dagger of hatred you wished to plunge deeper and deeper into his chest.
When you are twelve, you are told that there is certainly no way for you to truly despise of something (or someone)—for you are young and naive and not entirely capable to understand what it means to hate something with every fiber of your being.
Overview: Four years have passed since the war and you and Draco are now soon to be married. But as his insecurities catch up to him, he begins to wonder why someone like you would ever want to be with a former Death Eater like him. For who could ever learn to love a beast?
Word Count: About 1,400.
Warning(s): Some fluffy fluff.
Note: Draco x Reader Beauty and the Beast retelling loosely based off of “Something There” (see below).
Draco watched as you twirled around the kitchen of the Malfoy Manor, a sterling silver spoon in hand. In a cozy robe and pajamas, he thought you were quite a sight. His favorite sight in the world, nevertheless.
“One more week,” you sang. “That’s seven more days until we’re married.” After placing your dishes in the sink, you sat down at the dining table next to Draco. “Can you imagine?”
“Seeing as we already live together,” said he, gesturing to the vast interior of the manor, “I quite easily can.”
You nudged him with your elbow. “It’s still not the same. Soon, we’ll be Mr. and Mrs. Draco Malfoy.” You paused. “Has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”
Although he replied with a nod, Draco couldn’t help but frown at the sound of his last name. What was once a word he flaunted about and held to the highest esteem had turned into a scarlet letter after the Second Wizarding War.
He furrowed his eyebrows, dragging his spoon along the rim of his bowl. Soon, you would bear the name Malfoy. Malfoy. A name tarnished and sent to Azkaban and back as nothing more than a patch on his parents’ clothing.
And the more he thought about it, the more Draco realized that wasn’t a burden he wanted to share with you. __________
A day passed and Draco still had an unsettling feeling in his stomach. It wasn’t uncommon for him to wear long-sleeved shirts, but now he could hardly bare glancing at his Dark Mark.
Is this what being a Malfoy meant?
“Draco,” you said, climbing into the bed as you stared at his back, “what’s the matter?”
He tucked his hand under a pillow. “Nothing, love. Just tired, is all.”
“I don’t believe you.” He felt the mattress shift ever so slightly as you drew nearer to him. “Before all else, Draco, I am your friend. Before being your fiancée, your girlfriend, your anything– I’m still just your best friend.” You peered over at him, his eyes focused on the wall. “So why on earth would you expect me to believe that lie?”
Sighing, Draco turned on his other side to face you, propping himself up on his arm. He noticed the way you scrunched your nose in concern, a wrinkle appearing between your eyebrows.
“Please, tell me what’s wrong, babe,” you pleaded. Your face softened as you examined his tired eyes, bringing your hand to brush against the cold skin of his face. “Is it the wedding? Are we going into this too soon?”
“No, of course not. It’s not–” He took a deep breath, unsure of what he wanted to say. Draco captured your hand in his, pulling it near his chest. He stroked the calloused pad of his thumb against your knuckles absentmindedly. “If I had to describe you in one word, it would be perfection.”
You quirked an eyebrow, unsure of how to react. “I’m no where near perfect, but– Don’t try to change the subject.”
He let out an indignant chuckle. “I wasn’t finished. I only meant…Just look at yourself and then look at me.”
“I see a witch and a wizard.”
“Funny,” said Draco with a straight face. “But really look. Because when I look at you, I see a compassionate, intelligent woman who fights for what’s right.” His eyes darted to his clothed forearm, the black mark almost visible through his white night shirt. “When I look at myself, I see is a monster. A beast. A coward, at best.”
You stayed silent, Draco’s hand still in yours. “I think your perception is tainted,” you said, withdrawing your hand from his to gently push back at his sleeve. He caught sight of a sliver of his Dark Mark, causing him to wince. Draco saw you reaching for a black marker next to your journal on the nightstand.
You uncapped it, taking hold of his hand.
“What are you–”
You silenced him with a brief kiss on the lips. You sat up and moved his arm onto your lap. “When I see you, Draco, I see someone who shouldn’t be defined by their mistakes.”
Yup, I put it on him, it ain’t nothing that I can’t do
Yup, I buy my own, if he deserve it, buy his shit too
All up in the store, shorty, tricking if I want to
All up in the store, shawty, fly as we want to
He scrubs his hands over his face and grabs his phone off the night stand.
May 18th, 8:50am.
He had ten minutes left to sleep and he sighs like he’s not going to miss this.
Like he’s not going to miss hearing Bittle’s music from across the hall or hearing Shitty yell at the LAX house from the reading room or the sounds of Ransom and Holster moving around in the attic, heavy footed and unapologetic.
He’ll miss all of it.
Countdown ends and the first haunting notes of Halo begin to play.
Bittle changes it before the piano kicks in and Schoolin’ Life comes on.
This is for them 20 somethings
Time really moves fast, you were just sixteen
His window slides open and Jack can smell weed before Shitty rolls in.
Jack pulls back his legs right before he lands on them.
“Hey,” Shitty says, full smile and half dressed. “You’re up.”
“And you’re wearing more clothes than I thought you’d be,” Jack says as he nods to Shitty’s pajama pants.
“Oh yeah, well.” Shitty tucks his legs beneath him and settles in at the foot of Jack’s bed. “Bits and I struck a deal. I’d put on pants and he’d let me smoke on graduation day. I think I got the bum end of the deal because that was some weak shit.” He squeezes Jack’s ankle beneath the covers. “We’re graduating today. Can you fucking believe it?”
Jack shakes his head.
“Can’t believe it’s been four years since I forced you to be friends with me.”
“Yeah,” Jack says dryly, “neither can I.”
Shitty tips forward and Jack braces himself for a sloppy kiss but gets a surprisingly gentle kiss on his forehead instead.
“I gotta take a shower. You mind if I hop in there first or do you wanna?” Jack stretches and rolls his shoulders. He slept funny and this mattress has seen better days.
There’s a brand new king sized one waiting for him in Providence.
“You go ahead. Leave the water running so I won’t have to wait for it to warm up.”
Shitty hops off the bed and strips before he even gets to the bathroom.
He whistles while the water heats and Jack laces his fingers behind his head and stares up at the crack in the ceiling.
Ransom and Holster bound down the attic stairs and Bittle shuts off his music. His door opens and closes and Jack watches the shadow of his feet beneath his door.
Bittle pauses there for a moment before he moves away and hurries down the stairs.
That question had been resonating in
Harry’s mind for the past 12 hours and, despite having very logical
reasoning behind it, he was finding it increasingly hard not to break
down and buy two more plane tickets. His daughter was very good at
persuasion, especially when she was upset, and every cry that came
from her lips lessened Harry’s resolve immensely.
But, you both had decided that this
particular trip was going to be one that you and your daughter sat
out of. Harry was only going to be gone for four days and the weather
forecast for New York wasn’t great; it was just as easy for you to
keep yourself and your daughter at home in London while Harry made
the trek, instead of having to lug both yourselves and tons of extra
warm clothing in case you got stuck there for a few extra days.
Every other trip that Harry had made in
the four years since your daughter had been born, he had made with
the two of you in tow; his schedule was flexible and sparse enough
that adding two extra bodies on a week long trip to LA wasn’t a big
deal. When he had gone on tour for six months, he had brought you
with him; there was no way he was going away that long and leaving
the two loves in his life at home. Your daughter was now used to
being a little jetsetter with daddy and felt quite special whenever
she got to fly in a plane and get “important” orange juice from
the flight attendant in a big-girl cup. You weren’t sure exactly what
her reaction would be in learning that she would be left behind with
you on this trip, but you figured it wouldn’t be good.
You opted to keep the news under wraps
until as close to Harry’s departure time as you could, just to avoid
long, drawn out meltdowns if that were the case. The afternoon
before, you and Harry sat down with her when she was in a good mood
(fed, not in need of a nap and happily playing with toys) and told
her that daddy was going to have to go away for a few days, but that
she would have to stay home with you. Her face immediately dropped in
confusion; this was unheard of, why would daddy be going away without
her? You ALWAYS went with him when he travelled.
“Why can’t I come with you?” she
“Daddy’s only going for a few days
and it’s going to be cold there,” he tried to explain, “You and
mummy wouldn’t have any fun.”
“But I want to come!”
“I know you do, love, but I promise
you’ll be so much happier staying here. You wouldn’t see daddy lots
anyway; he’s got a lot of boring meetings to go to with Uncle Jeff,” Harry explained, crinkling his nose.
“If it’s boring, why don’t you stay
here with me and mummy and Uncle Jeff can go by himself?” she argued.
long had it been? Four or Five Years since you became his caretaker?
Five, but the last year seemed like a blur. A wonderful blur, but a blur
nonetheless. Now, the merman considered you more than a friend or
caregiver. You were his mate. And he made sure to show it and let any
staff member know if they even looked at you with a lustful gaze.
was a special case. He was sentient and had the ability to speak.
Though he often refused to. So, the staff members allowed the
relationship to form. And when your manager saw his drastic improvements
- he urged you to take it much farther than just friends.
was a deep sea Mermaid. Unlike the reef mermaids who were predominantly
female and brightly colored. His skin was desaturated and light grey.
His body was muscular, but athletic. He had: black hair, a Spiney tail
with bioluminescent scales that formed a pattern, sharp teeth, webbed
hands, and pink eyes that dilated and contracted in the light. And his
species were predominantly male. They rarely ever came to the surface
unless in need of help. This Merman however was caught in Reef Mermaid
Territory and they nearly ripped him limb from limb. His injuries had
been life threatening, but thankfully since he was a rather large size -
he was able to the operated on and saved.
When his time
came to be released back into the wild - he relented. He wanted to stay
and learn more about humans. And the aquarium allowed it. In return he
just had to show off every once in awhile for an audience; something he
was fine with doing since it was only for an hour three times a day.
he was picky about his humans. Only certain ones could give him medical
care. And only one could teach him. And that was you. And he fell for
you very quickly. He would always bring you gifts or ask certain staff
to give you cards he came up with. Or even give you a bag of his
favorite human snacks. And in your fourth year, you started to fall for
him slowly. He even gave himself a human name for you.
He didn’t understand the concept of gender. Biological sex yes, but gender was something he honestly didn’t care about.
looked out and saw him break the surface his pink eyes just watching
you. You watched him go back under. Something was up. You took off your
jacket and set his meal aside. Then your shoes before carefully wading
into the water.
He popped up again this time in front of you. He looked flustered.
“S-sorry.” he mumbled, “I’m not feeling the best today.”
“It’s alright, are you feeling feverish? Bloated or?” you asked him.
aquarium knew a lot about his biology, but there was one thing they
could never figure out and that was mating cycles. They weren’t like
most animals where it was yearly or even monthly. Their cycles had to
build up. And something in the back of your head told you - you were
about to find out all about his biological mating cycle.
“Bloated… is a very good word for this love.” he chuckled softly, “Tell me what is the moon phase?”
“Full, and the fifth Anniversary of you being here.” you said blinking curiously.
that would be it…” he said, “Love it would be wise if you were not in
the pool with me. I’m sentient, but still wild in my own way.” he gently
pushed you into the shallow end.
It clicked. And your face was crimson red.
“O-oh!” is all you said.
He nodded, “I don’t want to risk hurting you.”
You scrambled back a bit, and he followed, but was still a few feet away. He just gave you a gentle smile.
“Sweetheart, you know you can ask me anything right?” you asked him softly.
do, but I know not how human anatomy would work with mine. I cannot
risk hurting you or feel the heartbreak of an unviable brood. This will
pass I promise.” he said albeit eerily calmly.
over and saw the bucket of fish and hummed. He grabbed it and devoured
the entire thing. Which was odd for him as he was a light eater. Yet
this time he left nothing but bones.
“I-i mean… if human males can inseminate the Reef Mermaids… it should work for us yes?” you asked him.
He licked his fingers, before cleaning up his mess and setting the bucket aside. He crawled up further to you. He smirked.
they are built like whales or other fish. My kind… we’re a little
different. Being all male we have a different system that can work with
each others anatomy.”
A webbed hand ran up your abdomen and gently pushed it. Like as if he were testing something. He hummed idly.
“Technically we’ve not consummated - so… I-i…” you murmured.
heard this and perked up looking down at you, eyes bright and
surprised. His skin filled with blood and turned red, his bioluminescent
parts lighting up. He seemed to really appreciate that offer. He
lowered down and kissed you.
“Tell me are you truly that serious? My kind mates for life. And if we do this~” he cooed.
giggled, “Of course, I love you Star.” you said throwing your arms
around him. You pressed into him, “T-that and to be honest I am rather
curious… if it hurts me in anyway we will stop.”
He chuckled and gently tugged at your wetsuit.
“Promise?” he asked, “And should I explain… or?”
explaining anything. It might scare me off, if I have questions I’ll
ask as we go along. And I promise.” you chuckled nervously reaching up
and unzipping your suit to reveal your breasts.
“Alright, but if I don’t stop just punch me in the nose alright?” he asked.
playfully roll your eyes, “Alright. Jesus, for a creature that’s not
supposed to be intelligent you’re smarter than most of my species
He chuckled and ripped off your suit deeming you were being too slow. “Well we do love our partners. They come first.”
looked over your body, gently touching every area he could to get a
gauge on what felt good for you. Your neck, your thighs, the small of
your back,and even smaller areas most humans forgot about. When he found
all your erogenous zones he went to work.
You were quite
surprised by how quickly he found everything. You moaned when he
nibbled at your neck and shuddered when he kneaded your breast. You
could barely return the favor as you ran your hands down his chest and
over the sensitive gills causing him to gasp slightly and moan. However
when you got too eager and moved your hands lower he pinned him above
“No, not yet.” he said groaning slightly, he
just wanted to take you, but he knew enough about humans to know they
needed a little help to be prepared for sex.
and huffed, but respected his wishes and he let go. You leaned up and
kissed him, but this time there was a thick mucus like substance. It
tasted like kelp.
He chuckled, “Trust me darling you
might not like the taste, but it’s going to make this process much
easier and far more enjoyable for you. Now, since you’re about as
clueless as I am on anatomy, please present yourself.”
You chuckled and nodded, “You’re sweet, Star.”
just smiled down at you, “No, that would be you. You’ve been nothing,
but kind to me since coming here.” he pushed himself back fully,
examining you. This was rather different. So, many choices. What to play
A cramp in his abdomen made his choice for
him. There wasn’t anytime to experiment, this was getting painful for
the merman. He needed to release his eggs and soon.
He gently rubbed two fingers over your folds causing your hips to buck up. You whimpered softly.
“O-okay, see the soft nub at top? That is a very sensitive place for us, and the middle hole? Thats our-”
“Mmm needn’t say anymore love.”
you knew it, your legs were over his shoulders and his long tongue was
working you. The mucus made everything so warm that all you could do was
moan as the pleasure became stronger.
When he nibbled
and sucked at your clit you cried out in pleasure. Your hands reaching
into his: medium length, black, wet hair. You pushed your hips into him.
Guiding him as he asked what your liked. Of course, you hadn’t known at
first due to inexperienced partners in the past, but oh boy you were
beginning to find out.
“P-please just let me ride your tongue.” you moaned out softly.
“Mmm my pleasure dear.” he said and pushed what he could of his tongue into you. Salivating even more at your taste.
formed more mucus that made your insides warm and seep in its own
natural lubricants. And if that wasn’t enough when he started moving it,
you felt like you were going to go right over the edge. Yet, no matter
how much he teased you couldn’t. Even with the mucus causing your
pleasure sensors to reach unbelievable heights.
was satisfied he pulled away, he looked at how dazed you looked and then
down at how soaked and engorged you were. Even your clit had enlarged
before it had been barely visible, but now - it was triple in size and
that’s what he had wanted. You whined spreading your legs more.
were a little embarrassed, but heavens it felt wonderful and you
trusted him not to belittle you for being so needy. He leaned over and
bit your breast leaving some teeth marks, he sucked and gently pulled
causing your back to arch.
“F-fuck Star!! Please…. Stop teasing.” you cried out.
pulled away and licked up the blood. The mucus stopped the bleeding
immediately. Good, he had no worries everything was compatible so far.
“Sweetheart, we can not do it like this, I will crush you.” he chuckled lifting your head.
You nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck and chuckled.
“How is it you can turn me into a goopy mess?” you smiled and kissed him, your core still aching.
usually I ask that.” he said and looked around, he found a rock out of
view, and gently took you to it. He carefully got onto it and then got
you situated as well.
“H-heh so like this?” you asked, “M-makes sense since I can’t… nggh breath underwater.”
“Are you okay?” he asked a bit worried.
“I’m fine just… please…” you whimpered.
look down.” he cooed softly, he had been very good about hiding his
arousal, but now some of it was peaking out, “You get to curb your
You scooted a little and looked down between
you and smirked seeing it. So, it was fairly standard to most whales and
dolphins. That made you less nervous. You hummed moving your hands down
and rubbed around it looking up seeing his eyes were closed.You giggled
and grinded on him and looked down seeing it fully emerge. It was hard
to miss against his black scales. It was a flushed pink that matched his
Your face flushed, oh he was large. No
wonder he was worried. You snickered gently wrapping a hand around it,
and felt all of the delicious ribs. The tip was thin and tapered which
would make this a little bit easier, the base was slightly bulbous which
confused you, but you rolled with it. You heard your mate moaning your
name softly his pink bioluminescent features gently rolling in a soft
You went a bit harder and faster, when his
eyes shot open. You saw this look and stopped immediately. He grunted
softly and sat up slightly pulling you into a kiss. You shuddered and
kissed him back moaning when he shoved his tongue into your mouth. You
felt his hands move you over him.
“Are you ready?” he purred
softly, “Now remember if this is successful you may not be able to go
back to a normal life. Nor can we break our bond.”
“I Understand love, just please, be gentle.” you said smiling.
“I love you.” he said and kissed you.
love you too.” you kissed him back, “I-i do have one request, could I
maybe face the other way. You are a bit large so it will be easier.”
He nodded smiling, “Of course dear.”
He shifted you around carefully so your back was against his chest and
his head rested on your shoulder before he gently lowered you onto him,
his mucus and your own lubricants made the shift painless. And each
little rib hit all the right places inside. You moaned out and leaned
back slightly and began grinding into him. He did what he could, but you
had to put out most of the work. Maybe one day they’d have a breathing
apparatus you could use this would be much easier. For now this would
have to do. You panted as you moved your hips, but you were wearing out
rather quickly. It was then that you felt your mate’s hands come around
your hips and begin lifting and plunging you onto him.
leaned back onto his chest, arm slung back to stroke his cheek. Your
breathing was becoming hard. You could feel your body coming so close.
But, it was still so far and it was frustrating. Even with the rougher
and faster pace your body was just not reaching.
“S-star please, I want to cum so badly.” you moaned.
He smirked, you were begging and it was kind of cute. A nice reversal
as well, usually he was the one begging for attention. He hummed gently
working himself deeper and deeper, the thin tip pressing pass the cervix
he came to a grind not wanting to risk hurting you. He moved his hands
around to spread your lips apart and rubbed at your engorged clit taking
the large nub between his fingers giving you a mini handjob. If this
was going to work, he needed to knot you during an orgasm so nothing
spilled out. He grunted bumping into you faster his knot growing his
fingers working your engorged clit more and more until.
you arched back and came clenching around him, barely even noticing the
knot inside locking you into place until you tried to lift your hips
and cried out again, you kept grinding into your mate setting off his
own orgasm and moaned feeling the warm liquid seep into you. There was
an unusual pressure however.
You glanced back at him, “L-love?”
He just kissed you gently, “Is it uncomfortable?”
“No, just odd…” you breathed whimpering it still felt oh so good, “How far are you in me?”
“Past your barriers darling.” he cooed moaning softly, gently grinding into you, “We’re not done yet.”
were shocked by this, at least until you felt the knot expand even
more, spreading you out. You felt little bumps in his shaft and it hit
you what was happening. And now you knew exactly why he was concerned.
However you were in too much pleasure to even care.
fuck please fill me up.” you whimpered as he bit into your neck and
thrusted only once and the eggs started moving into you. Every time one
popped in you felt heavier and heavier. You noted his stomach flattened
out as yours got bigger. You begged for more, but as soon as your womb
was full, but not stretched too far that was all he had, he rammed into
you bringing you to another orgasm as well as himself filling you up
with more fluid to round out the small pooch you did have.
cried out his name as he pulled away from your neck and licked it. Once
he was down from his high he immediately tended to you.
“Sweetie, are you okay?” he asked rubbing a hand over your now obviously bloated abdomen.
managed a nod as you felt his knot decreasing and him slipping out of
you, which made you whine. You wanted more, “Mmm it feels so good
He kissed your shoulder and gently rubbed your
clit, it was still engorged, the mucus was almost washed off though
perhaps he could bring you to another orgasm. “Patience love.” he hummed
and rubbed at it, making sure to hit all the right places until you
came again shaking against him.
He pulled away when you
cooled off and just rubbed your abdomen, “Oh my my, you took the entire
brood! Oh, they’re going to be so cute. Your dna mixed with mine.” he
was just fawning over you now. He nuzzled your cheek and licked it, “I
must get a bed put in here for you! Or a pool in your place for me! I
want to be there watching you grow as you carry my fry.”
face flushed as you leaned back onto him looking at your own abdomen
you looked four to five months pregnant. “H-how big will they get?” you
“Not very, they will fill up their egg,
maybe double in size. You’ll lay them and then they’ll hatch!” he
hummed, rubbing your abdomen.
“O-oh good… my body can handle that.” you chuckled smiling, you looked back at him, “You really think I look good like this?”
“You do.” he cooed kissing your lips, “Maybe next time there will be more!!”
“N-next time?” you asked.
yes, once every five years we must somehow remove our brood whether
it’s implanting or naturally disposing of them…” he hummed kissing your
neck, “And please don’t stress, not many survive. It’s not like you’ll
have dozens of babies. And not all mating cycles work… to be honest… if
they are viable it’ll be my first time too.”
felt kind of sad, but understood what he meant, you nodded, “I actually
like this feeling…” you smiled and looked back at him, “I love you
“I love you too.” he said and shifted so he could kiss you deeply and tenderly.
The months passed by and you had been able to talk the aquarium into
letting Star take Parental leave until the small merbabies were able to
function well and were healthy enough to be in the now expanded aquarium
tank with their father. He was sitting in the salt water pool making
sure his aquascaping would be safe for them. He even made a small area
just incase they needed more time to hatch. He was so excited. He hummed
and looked at the ring on his finger. It was his idea, he wanted to
marry you in the human way since you went through with what his kind did
for mating for life. Luckily since he was able to prove his sentience
easily you were able to find a priest willing to do the ritual.
He looked over to you as you just relaxed in the shallow end of the
pool. You looked about eight months pregnant now. He swam over sensing
something in the air change and pushed himself up so he could be sitting
with you. It was almost time.
He had been doing some reading
on human births and found your systems were very - unethical as he
called it. The pain he read about scared him, so he had a plan. He
kissed your neck and up to your cheek giggling.
“Star, what are you….” you winced feeling the pressure in your abdomen.
There it was, Star cooed, “It is time I could smell it!!” he said and kissed you, “Darling, come into the water.”
You obliged and gently waded in. Star managed to push himself up enough
to hit a button that would close any open blinds. Then another that
dimmed the lights in the pool. He let the overhead lights stay the way
they were since they weren’t very bright currently. He swam back over
seeing you were already starting the breathing exercises. He was working
up that kelp flavored mucus. He was hoping to make this as painless on
you as possible. He hummed kissing your cheek sloppily.
“Darling take off your bottoms. I have an idea.” he said gently trying to reassure you.
nodded and took off your swim skirt and set it to the side. The labor
pains weren’t as severe as they could have been, but still had you close
to tears. You were relieved when Star told you about his plan and hoped
it would work. This was too much and it wasn’t just one baby it was a
brood of eggs.
You felt star rubbing at your lips and
groaned, what was he trying to pull? You weren’t in the mood for this.
You looked down at him and he just pulled your legs over his shoulders.
“S-star what are you?”
“If the mucus worked before maybe it’ll work here.” he said before plunging his tongue into you.
Now that made sense and you felt your sore body immediately take in his
little quick fix and warm itself into pleasure. Oh, if this was how it
was going to be everytime viable or not you wanted him to stuff you with
his brood every time. Within five minutes you were moaning out his
name. Your vagina, lips and clit engorged even more than before. He
spent about ten or so minutes doing this until you were an absolute mess
of pleasure. He noted how long it would take you to become near
unresponsive for future reference.
But, now came the fun
part. Star shifted so he would be able to help adjust your legs into a
proper position. He even moved his hand between your legs to hold your
lips apart as he would’ve done for a another mer partner. However he
decided to help coerce the eggs out and gently rub your clit and lips.
While this seemed odd you were grateful. You’d rather be put into a
stupor with pleasure than pain. And would have to do something for him
later. You felt the eggs line up in your canal and soon it came time to
push. Stars fingers did not relent on your engorged clit. However each
wave of pleasure helped you push a jumbo chicken sized egg out and
through your vaginal canal into the water. Luckily they were rather
spongy so they were able to gently and carefully fall to the bottom of
Stars little plan was working. It was making
this process painless and much quicker than it would have been
otherwise. He never let you come to orgasm. He mentioned something about
saving that for the last few difficult ones, but you were to busy
focusing on the pleasure and process of laying the eggs to really pay
much mind. When you were nearing your ends he felt of your abdomen. Just
as he thought. There were a few stragglers. However that just meant
you’d get to enjoy yourself to the fullest.
love, you can do this.” he cooed and kissed you nipping at your lips and
neck before his hand moved from your vaginal lips to your two inch
This caused you to scream in pleasure as your hips
moved in time with his movements helping the trouble maker eggs line
into your canal in a large bunch. He was rather rough with you causing
your orgasm to be so powerful you squirted and the very last few eggs
came out in one go.
He cooed softly and slowed everything
to a stop and came up and laid your head in his lap. He stroked your
wet hair, pink eyes looking down at your filled with absolute adoration
that you could birth so many. He looked out at the pool and noted sadly;
that a good 80% of the brood was unviable. They were floating a top,
but that was alright. He would clean the mess later and more closely
examine the others and cull the ones with any imperfections or the ones
who wouldn’t survive.
He looked back down at you, your
breathes heavy from the amount of work you just went through. You gently
shifted so you could lay against his chest. Body now numb from
everything you did. You looked up at him with tired eyes and smiled.
you, that little plan of yours helped so much. Mmmm and felt heavenly
if I do say so myself. I could get used to this~” you said with a worn
He chuckled and kissed you gently, rubbing your
back, “You did good. I will be transporting them to their little place
soon love. For now you need rest.” he said and smiled helping you get
back into your swim skirt, “Not here though, I can’t risk you drowning.”
he cooed. “I love you.”
“I love you to.” you said.
stood up and kissed him one last time before heading to your room. You
had no idea what to expect when you woke up, you only knew that you were
happy. You fell onto your bed not caring you were sopping went and fell
asleep. You loved your merman husband and little soon to be children
very much. And it was hard to believe it was all because of an
Trying to predict Frank Ocean’s movements these days is like trying to tie a bell on Waldo, or getting the jump on Carmen Sandiego. It’s been like this for four years, ever since Ocean began traveling the world to put together his last doubleheader of Endless and Blonde. However, despite the silence then, fans knew the general outcome: There would be an album filled with something R&B-like, and it would be dope.
Nowadays, we have no such sign posts. Ocean could come from anywhere at anytime with any kind of music. The freedom is exhilarating.
Ocean’s “Chanel” release Friday restarted the intrigue. No advance notice, no pomp, no circumstance — he simply played it during the second episode of his Blonde radio show on Apple Music.
Soon after, it popped up on the rest of the major streaming platforms, for his audience’s health and education. It didn’t “break the internet,” as surprises have been doing since Beyoncé’s self-titled — but it did something arguably more important. It signaled to the world that Ocean doesn’t intend to disappear again, he’s found a way to maintain his mystery and continue getting the mainstream to care about music that’s more multidimensional and mystifying than anything it’s exhibited an appetite for in the past. Read more (3/13/17 5:29 PM)
So I am making a master post for future reference and for people to find and so it’s easier to find the ones you want to read!
Fancy Meeting You Here - Part One - Part Two Synopsis: Imagine y/n was a part of Rick’s group, but she’s been kicked out by Rick, cause Daryl & her were always fighting (mostly cause Daryl had a lil crush). After being alone for few weeks, the reader stumbles upon Negan’s men. They bring her back. Negan tried several time to get her as his wife but she always refuses. When the line up comes y/n is here, hidden. She grabs Negan’s arm when he’s about to kill Glenn & just say Yes, so he knows she’ll become his new wife and doesn’t kill Glenn. All Rick’s group is surprised to see her.
His Queen Synopsis: Hi! I was wondering if you could do a oneshot or something where the reader is practically believed to be like Negan’s queen and all his people respect her like they respect him? She’s always where he is and they’re inseperable kinda thing please? :) - Via Anon
Ankle Biter Synopsis: Your dog ran away from Alexandria and when you went to find her you found someone else had already found your Golden Retriever.
You Can Look, But Don’t Touch Synopsis: Can you do one where the reader is really tiny and she has long 4c hair(which is Afro hair) and she’s in the lineup with the group and when Negan sees her he sees she’s really pretty and he kneels down to inspect her and he’s close and he goes to touch her hair and she head butts the crap outta him! And when he looks back at her she just shrugs and goes “don’t touch my hair”. He takes a liking to her😊 - Via Nonnie
Unforgettable Synopsis: You and Negan get in a ferocious fight… A tickle fight?
My Father - Part One - Part Two - Part Three Synopsis: When you’re Negans daughter and you get taken by another group as revenge and Negan comes to save you.
Nurse Synopsis: Where the reader lives in the Sanctuary with Negan and goes off on a run with a few people, but she gets hurt, (idk shot in the shoulder or something) and she tries to hide it from Negan but he finds out and gets mad that she hid it from him. -Via Anon
Goddess Synopsis: Negan x Plus Sized reader. You’re one of Negan’s wives and you’re feeling insecure about your body size. Negan of course puts that to rest.
Saviour Synopsis: Imagine you have been in a relationship with Negan for the past few months. Ever since you arrived he hasn’t dealt with the wives & he is obviously devoted to you. One night a horde of walkers get in to the sanctuary. When he arrives at the saviours safe spot you are nowhere to be found. You are cornered on the other side of the compound & he has to fight to get to you. - Via Anon
Blood Rose - Part One - Part Two Synopsis: You have a crush on Negan. You leave him little drawings of him and flowers and poems and it secretly becomes his fav part of the day. One day you accidentally get caught by him. -Via Nonnie
Things You Need Too Know Synopsis: Can I request where negan teaches the reader how to defend themselves and even gets her, her own bat? With lots of fluff? - Via Anon
Hide and Seek Synopsis: It’s night and you somehow escaped the Sanctuary, only to end up in a forest, you get lost and Negan is following you and toying with you. -Via Anon
Tease Synopsis: Negan wanted you, oh how he wanted you. But you decided that you’d tease him a little before he got what he wanted. Original prompt was: You’re not a leader, you’re a fucking tyrant!!”
It’s Okay Darlin’ Synopsis: One where the reader was in a different group before she met Negan and she was raped by someone in that first group and she’s in a relationship with Negan but she doesn’t feel comfortable with having sex yet because of what happened and Negan finds out and gets mad and wants to find the guy who did it but she calms him down and just fluff. -Via Anon
Med Kit Synopsis: negan x reader where during lunch amber keeps making fun of a new girl in the compound who is plus size and the reader is pissed off so she tells amber to shut up b4 she punches her and later in her room negan comes and asks her and is impressd+fluff.
The Scars We Bare Synopsis: You are Negan’s wife and your face gets a cut that will scar and you’re extremely self conscious but Negan puts that to rest! - Via Anon
Wounds - Part One - Part Two - Part Three Synopsis: You found Negan in a sticky situation and you help him out of it. A bit of smut in the last chapter.
Promise Synopsis: Male!reader is feminine and gets picked on by the saviours a lot but Negan takes a liking to him and is always giving looks and being over-protective of reader
Paradise Synopsis: NeganxDeaf!reader where he meets her at Alexandria and is immediately attracted to her
Laundry Synopsis: You are falling behind on points, especially after a fight with a fellow Saviour. Negan has a solution, be his bride.
Baby Lucille Synopsis: Negan finds you crouched over the toilet so you have no choice than to tell the big man that he’s going to be a father. His reaction surprised you.
A Game Of Tag Synopsis: You have a maternal instinct and that’s why you became a teacher at the Sanctuary’s school. But what you didn’t account for was Negan.
Staff Synopsis: You are being chased by the Saviours by taking out four of their men, when you finally meet the infamous Negan he is amused and enamoured by you.
At Least Synopsis: You jump in front of Glenn to save his life and Negan seemed rather enamoured by your action and decides that he rather likes you.
Ten O’Clock Synopsis: You (A Lesbian) and Negan begin to compete for one girl. eventually, you come to a compromise that fits the both of you.
Fury Synopsis: Negan carries on trying to push you over the edge and when he eventually does, he is not disapointed.
Sanctuary Synopsis: Negan comfronts three siblings who were abused by their father and he makes them an offer
Smirks Synopsis: Negan has been flirting with you for a while now but when he finally makes his move you reveal to him that you are actually gay. Prequel to Ten O’Clock
Strong as Steel Synopsis: Kaitlin and Carl are together but when Negan arrives one day and takes a liking to you everything goes to hell
You are Daryl’s 19 year old, kickass, niece, Shauna, and when you and your group were at the line-up Negan decided to take a little souvenir. You. Since then you have grown to love the man who had imprisoned you and you had recently found out that he had Daryl, Negan promised to take you to him…
Stretch Marks Synopsis: You have many stretch marks that you are self conscious of, but Negan puts that to rest swiftly and easily.
Head Start Synopsis: You come across some of Negan’s men and they take you to see the man himself, he seems rather impressed by you.
Twins Synopsis: You have a protective twin brother, Dylan, who tries to protect you from Negan. Tries being the key word.
Claimed Synopsis: You are Rick’s daughter and unfortunately the Gods have decided to punish you by loving the wrong man, Negan. You and Negan are just getting down to business when your little brother, Carl, walks in.
Father’s Love Synopsis: Negan’s daughter (you) has recently started a relationship with Rick Grimes, the leader of a community called Alexandria. Negan geting into protective dad mode and has a little chat with Rick on how his little girl is to be treated.
The Danger of Caring Synopsis: You are an artist who has been at the Sanctuary for four years now and since the day you arrived you have loved Negan. He, however, doesn’t feel the same. (Angst Fic)
Lucille Synopsis: You and Negan have a child of 5 years old and she seems to have picked up on some of Negans vocabulary. So when she says a bad word Negan steps in and tells her that it’s a bad word while you are stifling your giggles and Lucille is looking completely confused!
Boo Hoo Synopsis: You are a mercenary who’s only love is battle, though negan seems to be trying to change that. You share stories around a campfire about your past.
Use Your Voice Synopsis: You are very shy so when Negan comes to town and begins to try and coax you out of your shell you’re reluctant, but eh, who are you to refuse?
Okay Synopsis: You are weak and beaten after a particularly bad row with your husband. Negan finds you laying on the floor, blood all around you. All he wants you to know is that you’ll be okay.
Double Standard Synopsis: You decide to question Negan on his double standard. On how he is free to sleep with whomever he likes while his wives must remain loyal to him and only him. This gets Negan thinking.
Thank the Lord for Repairs Synopsis: You are physically disabled and unfortunately your wheelchair is in repairs. But hey, why have a wheel chair when Negan can carry you everywhere!
Old Friends - Part One - Part Two Synopsis:
You and Negan have been friends since you were kids yet when the apocalypse hit you were separated have been ever since that is until one day when the Saviours come knocking at your communities door.
Bertha Synopsis: You were a model before the apocalypse, not just any model, but a model who did sexy photo shoots and one day Negan gets his hands on one of your sexy magazines.
Proud Synopsis: You are Negan’s daughter and when Negan is getting stressed about Alexandria you have to go and being him back down to earth.
Kissed By Moonlight Synopsis: You are trans man and have fully transitioned. Everything is going well until Negan starts dreaming about you and he comes to confront you about said dreams.
May we Meet Again Synopsis: You are Daryl’s twin and suddenly Negan seems to take express interest in you. Merle and Daryl try to stop his advances but it’s going to take a little more than that to dissuade Negan.
Moonlight Synopsis: You suffer from breast cancer and you tell Negan about this fact.
Open Doors Synopsis: You are physically disabled and when a new arrival at the Sanctuary and starts making ablest remarks you try and keep it to yourself. Until Simon walks in and like a good boy he goes to Negan and tells him about the verbal assaults. You are left feeling low, but Negan puts a stop to that.
Coach Synopsis: You have been on your own for a long time now. Your mother and family were dead and you had no one left in the world. At least that’s what you thought until you run into your old coach, Negan.
A Romantic Synopsis: Negan has been attempting to woo a woman for months now but what he doesn’t know is that she is Aromatic! (Warning severe second hand embarrassment)
What Are the Chances Synopsis: You were Lucille’s little sister and when the end of the world occurred Negan was the one who looked after you. That was, however, until you were separated. You finally found Negan, but when you were in a lineup with your group.
Trichotillomania Synopsis: You suffer from Trichotillomania - a mental disorder which compels you to pull out your hair in large clumps. One time Negan finds you in one of your states and he makes sure to help you.
Acne Synopsis: You suffer from bad acne but because it’s the end of the world you can do nothing about the zit’s that haunt you day and night. That is until Negan has had enough of you hurting your face by popping them and comes up with a solution.
Drinks Synopsis: It is your birthday and you may have had a little two much to drink … more thank a little really. Negan takes it upon himself to help you out of your drunken state. (Negan x Physically Disabled Wife!Reader)
All I See - Part One - Part Two Synopsis: You are blind and your day was going really rather well until the Saviours turned up and Maggie shoved you into a small cupboard. Soon Negan and Rick come round and you, unfortunately can’t keep quiet for long.
Satisfied Synopsis: You are trying your best tome keep under the radar, disguised so that Negan does not recognize you but when you see a little girl being threatened you step in and blow your cover.
Snuggles Synopsis: You are Negan’s husband and with him working late you have to wait up to ungodly hours to see your husband. Though, it’s all worth it in the end.
Seared Synopsis: You are Daryl and Merle’s sister and after a fight Negan takes you to the Sanctuary, you and him have an interesting car journey.
Stakes Synopsis: You’re a teenage boy and we all know that being a teenager is tough but when you call your boss and your idol (Negan) ‘dad’, unironically, it all gets a whole lot worse.
highlights of the author meetup w/ megan whalen turner
•"Gen, who has impulse control issues,“
•how she was determined to not write a book about a Quest and then ended up sort of writing book(s) about a Quest
•how she got into a fight with a friend one time about how to say “Avonlea” and wouldn’t say she was wrong for a long time, so we’re allowed to pronounce the names in her books however we want.
•”(it’s about) a Thief, who has bad impulse control,“
•Conspiracy of Kings is about Sophos learning to “put his big boy pants on”
“I’m so fucked,” Jimin groaned, burying his face into the palms of his hands. Thoughts of you, the agreement, and his confused feelings, simultaneously unraveling in the pit of his stomach.
“I still don’t get why you’re so stressed about it,” Jin said as he pushed a coffee across the table towards his friend, who at that very moment seemed to be having a complete breakdown. “It’s just sex. You’re having sex with someone that you’ve had sex with many times before. What’s the issue?”
“The issue is,” Jimin paused, taking a sip of the coffee, hoping that by some miracle it would help him singe the worries plaguing his mind, “That, first of all, it’s been four years since we’ve had said sex, and second of all it’s not sex sex. It’s going to be this weird agreement, deal, manufactured, whatever sex.”
Jin chuckled in amusement. “Do tell, what exactly qualifies as sex sex? I guess I should find out if I’ve been doing it right, according to Dr. Park standards,” He joked.
Jimin sighed, ignoring his friend’s banter. “It’s like, you know… Regular sex. Where it can be intense and emotional… This feels just so detached and distant.”
“As if you’ve never had a one night stand where there were no emotions involved beyond sex. What’s the difference here?” Jin replied simply with a shrug, however Jimin already had his reasons resting on the tip of his tongue.
“It’s completely different. With something like a hook-up you can still be raw and vocal about how it’s making you feel, even if it’s just shallow stuff like how good it’s making you feel. Because even though there’s no emotions, you’re both still doing it for the pleasure of sex at least. Wouldn’t it be… I don’t know, inappropriate to say things like how good she’s making me feel in the moment, or touching her in a romantic way, when we’re supposed to be having sex for the sole purpose of getting her pregnant, and not even for pleasure? Hell, can I even kiss her without it crossing the line for what we’re supposed to be doing?” Jimin breathed out heavily, running his fingers wildly through his hair as the situation at hand continued to torture his mind.
It was a real concern, how exactly was he supposed to act? Could he kiss you? Could he say certain things? Could he do anything besides, to put it very bluntly, come inside of you? He knew that these things would be talked about once the time came, but honestly that made Jimin feel something strange buried deep within his chest. This girl, who he’d loved for so long now, who he’d experienced so many things with, was now a complete mystery to him. Not because you’d changed specifically, but because the context of what the two of you were to each other had changed, and honestly… He hated that. He despised the idea of not knowing how to act towards you, when it used to feel as natural as breathing to be with you, so yeah, he just really, really hated that.
Jimin was absent-mindedly tapping at the sides of his coffee cup when Jin finally decided to give a response
– albeit a completely unhelpful response. “Yeah… You’re kinda fucked, man,” He ended up saying, bringing his hand up in an attempt to hide his shameless amusement.
Jimin scoffed, “Thanks, real fuckin’ helpful.”
“Okay, in all seriousness I think you just need to talk to her. Ask her what the limits are for this little arrangement the two of you have going on, and then work from there.”
“Yeah I know,” Jimin whispered somberly, “I just hate not knowing how I’m allowed to be with her anymore, when…”
“When you still love her,” Jin finished, and Jimin simply nodded in return. It was quiet for a minute or so after that, allowing Jimin’s thoughts to run haywire again, but luckily Jin spoke before it could get too far. “You’ll figure it out. She picked you for a reason, you know?”
“Yeah… Guess you’re right,” Jimin said hesitantly.
After that they continued to talk for a while, but removing themselves from the conversation of Jimin’s strange love life. It helped for him to have something to do besides wallow in what was going to happen in the coming days with you. Jimin could only hope that, with whatever transpired between the two of you, that you would be comfortable and happy with how everything turned out in the end, because really that was the most important part of all of this.
Jimin was still thinking heavy thoughts when Jin stood up from the chair across from him. “C’mon, we got lives to save,” He said, motioning for Jimin to follow.
“Yeah, yeah,” Jimin mumbled.
“You wanna spend the day in the maternity ward?” Jin asked, a smug grin playing on his lips.
Jimin punched his friend’s arm playfully. “Jerk,” He muttered before the two doctors headed down the hall, leaving their mildly heavy conversation behind
– well, for now at least.