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Entry #4 - Let Me Distract You - Smut - By @mf-despair-queen

Originally posted by prettiestcaptain

Author: @mf-despair-queen
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Reader
Words: 9,263
Prompt:  “I admire your ambition, but question your mental state.”


You tapped your foot rapidly against the floor, glancing at your phone every few minutes. Lydia followed suit, pulling her phone out of her purse to check. You sighed angrily at the blank screen, void of messages. Your eyes glued to the wallpaper on your phone, a picture of you and Stiles, your boyfriend of the last year. He was kissing your cheek while you took a selfie, a giant grin on your face. You smiled slightly, tucking the phone in your pocket.

“Have you gotten any word from them? I haven’t heard from Stiles since they were chaining up Liam for the full moon,” you asked Lydia, seeing her groan in annoyance.

“No. I haven’t heard anything. They should be here by now.” She paused, looking at you. “You don’t think something happened to them, right?”

You sighed again, kicking off the wall you were leaning on. “I’m going to try looking for them.” You took off down the hall, ignoring Lydia’s protests. You pushed open the doors of the school, rushing out into the pouring rain. “Where the fuck are you, Stiles?”

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Prompt: Reader introduces Bill to her family and she’s nervous and stuff

Warning: Nonetheless 

Note: I have another fanfic similar to this called “Home Bill Skarsgård x Reader” but this time it’s the reader introducing Bill to her family. Enjoy! =3!

Originally posted by blllskarsgaard

Originally posted by usedpimpa

You were so stressed out as you drove Bill down to your mother’s house where most of your family was waiting. You had already called her the night before telling her not to freak out like when you told her you were dating a hot Swedish actor that is from a family of well known famous actors.

When you told her that she freaked out like as if you just told her you were pregnant with twins.

Which you weren’t!

That was also another thing you had to remind her, no mentioning children. Apparently your older sister having a baby wasn’t enough for her.

“Babe, calm down, your going to break the steering wheel.” Your boyfriend said placing his hand on your knee.

“I know I’m just…stressing out a little.”

“Why?”

“You know why. My mom is crazy and she’s probably gonna be constantly asking about children and our life and-”

“(Name), it’s alright,” Bill chuckled, “My mother was the same way but she behaved and was nice.”

“Yeah but your mom and family weren’t huge fans of me since I’m not famous.” You sighed heavily.

“Calm down, everything’s going to be okay. Okay?”

You nodded biting your lip and Bill squeezed your knee. You gave him a murderous look and he smirked but pulled his hand away. At least that helped ease your nerves a bit to let it out that you were incredibly scared and nervous af.

You saw your mother’s house and pulled into the driveway biting your lip to the point where you were sure you could taste blood. Bill casually stepped out and you followed him over to the door.

He took your shaking hand and entertained your fingers with his giving you an assuring smile. You knocked on the door in a certain pattern you used to use as a child and sure enough it opened to reveal your mother.

Instead of the wide smile and nearly popping eyeballs you were expecting she had a gentle, timid, sort of motherly like smile that seemed true.

“Oh thank god my baby’s back home.” Your mother cooed pulling you into a desthcrushing hug.

You squeaked in surprise and blushed as she rubbed her cheek against yours and gushed about how she had missed you so much. Bill mean while looked like he was trying really hard not to laugh making you glare at him.

Eventually your mother pulled away from you and noticed your guest in your room, “Uh, mom, this is my boyfriend Bill.

“My, I’ve heard many wonderful thing about you.” Your mother commented holding her hand out.

He accepted it and shook her hand wincing at how tight and stern her handshakes always were which made you smirk a little. Bill pulled back his hand and tucked it into his pocket before any bruises could show.

“Come in, come in.” She called.

You stepped in and took your shoes off at the door knowing how your mom threw a fit about getting dirt in her house. Bill followed and kicked off his elegant dress shoes matching his equally elegant dress suit.

You thought it was a little bit of overkill but hey, you wanted to leave a good impression. You lead him into the living room and sat down on the couch with Bill following your lead.

Your mother set down a plate of cheese, crackers, and pepperoni with grapes. You quickly reached over and took off a grape well Bill looked unsure what to do wether this was a test or not.

He decided to eat anyways and stacked a cracker, a slice of pepperoni, and then the cheese slice before taking a bite.

“So, how’s your life going?” Your mother asked aiming more towards your boyfriend.

The air was tense as Bill slowly stiffened before saying, “Uh…well we aren’t in debt and we both love each other dearly.”

“That’s good.” Your mother chuckled.

It looked like he past the first question.

“So any thoughts of children yet or…”

“Moooom, you already have 3 grandchildren!” You whined.

“I know but…well you go me there. So you both love each other?”

You both nodded.

“Risk your lives for one another?”

Bill nodded but you replied back, “Weeeeeeell….”

He gave you a shocked look and you chuckled and replied, “Nah, I love you too much Bill.”

The man smiled and turned his attention back to your mother. That was how it was for the rest of the day. Just tests from both of you making dinner and answering questions correctly.

It seemed mom loved you both together.

As a probably final test you and Bill slept together in your old room that still had all your possessions inside. He had his arm wrapped around your waist as you slept not making much if any noise really.

Your mother was standing in the doorway watching you both sleep with a smile on her face, “Yep. They’re perfect for each other…

…Now I just convince them to have kids.”

Epilogue: Sorry if it seems rushed I went to the mall with my grandfather and when we came back home i was once again blind sided when he said that his friends were going to come over to see me so I wasn’t able to be alone to type for hours and I was so exhausted. Thanx for reading now I’m going to bed ;3!

biebs - daniel seavey

warning: cussing (like a lot lol), major fangirling

***

a couple weeks ago, daniel surprised you with justin bieber tickets. it was a huge deal because you were a huge fan of his music and so you were currently freaking out.

“it’s the day of the concert! are you excited?” y/b/f/n exclaimed from the other end of the phone.

“am i fucking excited?! do you know who i am?! justin bieber’s number one fan!” i yelled into the phone with excitement.

you went out and bought a new outfit because you had to be fresh for justin. you were currently applying makeup to look like hot as hell. you had a boyfriend but you had stanned justin since day one.

“chill,” she laughed.

“chill? who is she?” you laughed with her.

“babe, you ready?” daniel asked walking into the bathroom.

he was wearing black jeans with the rips in the knees and a yellow long sleeve purpose tour shirt. he looked hot.

“almost, i’m on facetime with y/b/f/n,” you pointed to the screen with your masara wand.

“hey, y/b/f/n!” daniel smiled at the camera and she smiled back and waved.

“i should probably go. have fun at the concert and i expect info on everything!” she said before hanging up.

***

you made it to the arena and were walking into the giant area hand in hand with daniel. you checked to see if you had the tickets and you did so you released a sigh.

“you excited?” daniel asked, smiling at you.

“is that even a question? it’s justin drew fucking bieber! he’s hot as hell and i would fuck him in alleyways, pools, waterslides-”

“well, this is awkward,” he cut you off.

“dani, you know that justin has my soul and my money but you have my heart,” you stood on your tippy toes to kiss him on the cheek.

“but i want your heart and soul,” he pouted and kissed your cheek repeatedly.

“sorry, baby. i’ve been with justin longer than you,” you smiled innocently.

“biebs has nothing on me.”

“besides the fact that he makes millions and some gorgeous tattoos,” you gushed.

“but-”

“dani, i love you and only you. i love justin too but he will never be the guy that i want to marry and grow a family with. you are that person and i couldn’t be happier to have it be you,” you grabbed the back of his neck to shove your lips on his.

“mmmm, bet justin can’t kiss like that,” daniel licked his swollen lips.

“oh my god, shut up. let’s go get merch and then see daddy justin perform!” you squealed and dragged him to the merch line.

***

2

Killer Frost: Are you just going to stand there looking pretty or actually help me Y/N?
Y/N: You’re sexy when you’re angry did anybody tell you that babe?
Killer Frost: I’ve been told once or twice.
Barry: *tries to run*
Y/N: *throws fireball at him* Can’t you see we’re having a conversation? Some people are so rude. *throws more fireballs*
Killer Frost: This is making me so hot!
Y/N: I’m glad you’re enjoying the show babe.
Killer Frost: When this is over you and I are going to have some more fun at my apartment.
Y/N: I look forward to it.


How freaking awesome does Danielle look as Killer Frost! I had to make some imagines about her because she looks amazing!

8

“The handrail was splintery, the steps steep, and there were five flights, but that was why she’d gotten the room so cheap. That, and Mercy’s smile. She might be bald and skinny, but Mercy had a pretty smile, and a certain grace. Even Izembaro agreed that she was graceful.”

More than this - Stiles Stilinski {part 5}

*gifs are not mine, found through google image search*

[part1] [part2] [part3] [part4]

A/N: Wow this actually took me really long, haha :D I know Kira is kind of ooc and more like Lydia in this story, but i hope you don’t mind. Also, i couldn’t find a gif of Kira where she was angry and NOT full-on red eyed sword swinging kitsune because let’s be real here, she’s an actual cupcake. And after reading this you might be scared because of the new “mystery character” but don’t worry, this is a Stiles x Reader story, and i’m the number one shipper. So now, enjoy this chapter. xx

Warnings: swearing, bad ass kira, angst?

A few days had passed since my confession. I hadn’t talked to Stiles ever since. He stopped calling and texting me immediately after what happened, and I didn’t try to reach him either. The wounds were just too fresh, the pain too strong. Kira came by a few times to make sure I was okay and to bring me my homework. My parents were quite understanding. I briefly told them what happened, just mentioning that I had a bad fight with Stiles. They knew how much he meant to me. Well, I was far from okay.

Today was Wednesday, the first day I decided to go back to school. I was currently talking with Kira over the phone, I was really nervous and she tried to boost my ego.

“Don’t worry babe, it’s all going to be just fine, I promise. You’re going to wear something extra hot, open those damn school doors and walk in there like the freaking boss as bitch you are!” she explained, making us both laugh. I loved her for that, even when I felt like I was literally dying inside, she found a way to make me smile.

“And you know what? Stiles is going to turn his little idiotic head around, see you walk along the halls like a Victoria Secret Angel and he’s going to bite himself in his little sorry ass for not taking his chance to be with you!”

At the mention of his name I froze, my smile instantly fading.

“Yea.” Was the only thing I brought out.

“Oh, I’m sorry I shouldn’t have-“

“It’s fine. No, really Kira, I’m okay. I see you in fifteen minutes alright?”

“Yea, sure. See you soon.” She responded and I hung up.

After applying mascara and a lot of concealer to hide my puffy eyes and the huge bags, I grabbed my books and put them in my schoolbag that hung loosely around my shoulder. I took a quick glance in the mirror to make sure my outfit looked good. I was wearing a pleated black skirt and a loose white v neck shirt that I knotted together at the side of my right hip. A pretty gold necklace with a white crystal pendant was hanging around my neck to complete the look. I had my hair down in pretty curls (for short-haired readers: I ruffled my hair a little bit to give it a kind of messy but cute look and topped it with hairspray.)

Hearing Kira’s car park in front of our house, I grabbed my jacket to head outside.

We we’re driving to school without talking, but it was a comfortable silence. A few of our favorite songs were playing and I let the soft beat of the music relax me.

When we arrived at the school parking lot I felt myself getting more nervous, as if anything just slightly connected to Stiles would cause my façade to crack. Kira looped our arms together and gave me a reassuring smile. You can do this.

After entering the halls, I gladly realized that Stiles was nowhere to be seen, so I quickly made my way to our lockers. Fortunately I only had one class with Stiles today, which was History in second period. Kira and I were grabbing the things we needed for Art class when Scott approached us, luckily without Stiles. I knew from Kira that She and Him were kind of a thing now, and even though it hurt to know that apparently everyone around me were lovesick puppies, I was genuinely happy for them.

“Hey” Kira greeted him stretching the word out which made it sound like she was singing it, which made me grin. He kissed her on the cheek, responding with a similar sounding “Hi”. Cute. Help me.

His eyes fell on me and his smile faded a little bit. Gently touching my shoulder he asked “How are you?” I already knew Stiles and Kira told him.

“I had better days.” I tried to sound like I was joking, but Scott saw right through me.

“(y/n), I know you don’t think you can talk to me about this, because I’m Stiles’ best friend but you’re my friend, too. And I’m always here for you if you want to talk okay?” his words made me feel a little bit better, knowing that in all of this chaos I still had him.

“Thank you Scotty.” After giving him a hug, I went to my first class.

I hate this was all I thought, after crumbling up the third sheet of paper. We were supposed to draw a futuristic city, but every edge had to be a 30 degree angle. I loved drawing portraits with drawing coal or pencils but this, this absolutely sucked. Finally our teacher ended the lesson and I immediately jumped off the chair and headed to history class.

When I was about to enter the classroom, I saw my former best friend sitting on his usual spot by the window, starring out and watching the students that were walking outside.

It was like all of my confidence vanished, I felt my knees go weak and I was a hundred percent sure that I would never survive this lesson.

“Miss (y/l/n), do you plan on watching the lesson from outside?” the voice of the teacher pulled me out of my thoughts.

I quickly sat down, on the only seat that was free – of course – next to Stiles.

Even though I could feel him staring at me, I tried my hardest not to look up from my book. Because if I would’ve looked into those beautiful caramel eyes, the wall I put up would break down.

Twenty minutes into the lesson, I thought Hey, this isn’t so bad, you can make it through the rest.

But now it was becoming too much. Stiles wouldn’t stop staring at me, like he was waiting for me to do something, say something. I felt myself getting more nervous by each second and if he wouldn’t stop right now, I was going to explode.

“I’m sorry, but I’m not feeling well, I think I might get sick, can I please go to the bathroom?” I asked the teacher, holding a hand to my stomach so it seemed more realistic. The teacher nodded and I stood up, making my way out of this damn classroom – fast.

I opened the door to the girls bathroom and fortunately I was alone. Turning on the faucet I splashed some cool water in my face, trying to calm my nerves. But I quickly realized that it was a stupid idea because now the make-up I applied this morning was ruined. I used a paper towel in hope I could fix this mess but It didn’t really help. I let out a frustrated moan and threw it in the trash.

Suddenly the door opened and I was met with a familiar face. Stiles. Of course.

“What the hell are you doing in the girls bathroom?” I growled, now annoyed by his presence.

“Did..did you cry?” he stuttered.

“Now, it’s just…I just..my make-up…UGH!” I tried to explain myself, pulling at my hair in frustration. “Just leave me alone!”

“You don’t have to push me away again (y/n)!” He can’t be serious.

“PUSH YOU AWAY? You’re kidding right? I’m sorry Mr.Perfect, but I must have missed you trying to get close to me. Did you call or text me? NO. You avoided me. So don’t try to blame me!” I pushed passed him and stormed off.

Thankfully, Stiles didn’t try to talk to me again for the rest of the day. I was currently in the girls locker-room, talking with Kira about how she really wants to try lacrosse. We just had gym class and we were pretty exhausted.

“Well, I think you’d do great!” I encouraged her while changing into my normal clothes.

“You think so? I don’t know if I even had a chance to keep up with the boys.” Kira was being insecure, which made me sad. She was such a strong girl and I looked up to her.

“Of course you’d have a chance!”  

“Unlike you.” You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.

Turning around, I saw the face that matched the voice I just heard. Malia. Great.

“What?” I asked her, folding my arms in front of my chest.

“You know, with Stiles.“ she smirked “you don’t have a chance with him.”

“What the heck do you know about (y/n) and Stiles?” Kira stepped forward, defending me.

“Oh I know plenty. Actually, he told me all about your little confession. Kind of pathetic if you ask me. I mean, did you really think he digs you? Your like his little sister.” She put an emphasis on the word sister. Would Stiles really do that? Tell Malia, out of all people, about what happened? I completely froze.

Kira took another step forward now standing confidently in front of Malia, looking extremely angry.

“You better back the fuck off, or I will whoop your sorry ass honey.”

Wow. That was unexpected.

Malia looked taken aback, same as me. She put her attention back on me.

“Don’t worry (y/n), someday, someone will love you. Hopefully.

While Malia turned around to leave, Kira added “Unlike you.” She always has my back.

“That disgusting bitch, I swear I was about to tackle her, rip her hair out and-“

“I get it, Kira. Thank you. “ I smiled at her and gave her a side hug, before heading outside.

Finally, this extremely stressful school day was over and I could go home, hide under a blanket and never leave my bed ever again. Just as I was about to leave, my eyes caught someone I never saw here before. It was a very good-looking boy, from what he looked like in the same age as me. He was quite muscular and he had dark blonde hair, spiked up. His eyes were something between hazel and green. When he walked past me, he winked, making me blush.

Who is that?

[part 6 here]