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Request from the lovely @crystalbaby12 for a Jax x Reader based on the following prompt:

#78 - “I need you to be my girlfriend for about 5 minutes.”

Sorry I didn’t include both prompts that you originally asked for!!! Hope you still like it x

Originally posted by journeyslegend

A whistle catches your attention, Jax smiling widely at you from across the room. Getting up, you move over to him, eye brows raised in question.

“Last time I checked, I’m not a dog. My name will do if you need my attention.” He continues to grin as you eventually end up smiling, a common reaction when faced with the man you love.

“I always need your attention, darlin.” he flirts, the playful banter a daily occurrence for the two of you. Though you expect it’s harmless on his end, you can’t help but fall deeper and harder for him, him having no idea about your feelings.

“Doesn’t everyone?” you ask sarcastically, moving to stand beside him, the two of you watching as Gemma and some of the others set the table, a family dinner about to take place. You had of course been invited, Gemma loving you like her own, you and Jax being as close as can be since the two of you met each other four years ago.

“You know how you love me?” Your heart stops for a moment, until your mind catches up and realise he’s just talking platonically, your face flushing all the same. “I need you to do me a favour.”

“Is that so? What’s in it for me?” you question, lifting your bottle of beer to your lips, Jax watching you intently. He continues to smile at you, the look of pure adoration as clear as day to outsiders. But not to you.

“Can’t you just help me out of the goodness of your pretty, pretty heart? You wound me.“ He places his hand on his chest, faux offense on his face. Rolling your eyes, you nudge his body with your own, your skin tingling at the connection.

“What do you need?” You wait for him to respond, genuine curiosity on your face. You had no idea what he needed from you, but knowing Jax, it wouldn’t be simple.

“I need you to be my girlfriend for about five minutes.” The alcohol gets stuck in your throat at his request, an unattractive cough breaking out as you try to recompose yourself. Jax chuckles, shaking his head as he watches you with amusement, liking that he can catch you off guard after all this time.

“No way! I refuse to put myself through such torture.” you say, covering up for the fact that you’d actually love to be his girlfriend. Not just for five minutes, though. For a lot longer.

“You haven’t even heard my reasons yet!” he laughs, used to your stubborn behavior. He grabs your hand, his huge one covering your smaller one so perfectly, his skin warm and comforting as he leads you outside the back, the others not noticing as you slip away.

Once you’re outside, Jax pulls a cigarette from his pocket, offering you one in the process, you declining. “Those things’ll kill you, you know.”

“I’ve heard there’s quite a queue, they’ll have to get in line.” Jax jests, his lungs inhaling the nicotine before the smoke escapes from his lips, your fingers tightly gripping your bottle as you remind yourself to breathe.

“So, please entertain me. Why do you need me to fake date you? I’m sure you’re not short on potential candidates.” You hike yourself up onto the brick wall, your boots just about touching the floor.

“Straight to the point, as usual.” He takes a seat next to you, your thigh brushing his in such a delightful way. “My mom has invited some chick round, thinks we’d get on well.”

You feel like you’ve been punched in the gut, the thought of Jax with somebody else so painful even though you should be used to it by now, females seeming to be everywere he goes.

“You never know, you might like her. Your mom has good taste.” you encourage, trying to keep your expression as natural as possible, not wanting to let on how you really feel about this idea.

Jax shrugs, taking his last drag before throwing the stub to the floor, his eyes finding yours, you looking down from the intensity of his gaze. “Of course she has good taste. She’s been trying to hook us up for years.”

You smile into your lap, a red hot blush covering your cheeks as butterflies flutter in your stomach as Jax gauges your reaction.

“Is that so?” you challenge, the tension between the two of you rising as you look up at Jax, determined to hold his gaze as your faces stay only inches apart.

Jax hums in confirmation, his tongue running over his bottom lip. You break away, your eyes moving in front of you. His thigh moves from yours as he pushes himself off the wall, his body coming to stand in front of you as he pulls you up, you letting him.

“This is new.” you say as Jax pulls you closer to him, his hands resting on your back to keep you from moving away, not that you would. Nevertheless, you remain stiff, not wanting to make a move incase it’s too much.

Jax senses this, rolling his eyes dramatically, huffing as he leads your arms, placing them around his neck, his hands going back to where they were before as you’re pressed up against one another.

“Does that bother you?” he mumurs, the distance between you so small that even if he whispered, you’d hear it as clear as day. You shrug your shoulders shyly, your cheeks definitely a bright shade of red. “You’ve gotta get used to this if you wanna be convincing.”

You can’t control your change in moods as you realise Jax is only doing all of this so you’ll help him get rid of some chick, a sigh leaving your lips as you push at his chest, a confused expression on his face as he removes his grip from you, you stepping back to create distance.

“Is that all I’m useful for, hm? Helping you make excuses so your entourage backs off?” Jax goes to defend himself, you stopping him with your hand. “Save it, Jackson. Thanks for making it clear.”

“Making what clear? What are you talking about?” He grabs your wrist as you turn away, you snatching your arm back as if you’ve been burnt by his touch. He looks completely clueless as he studies you, you trying to compose yourself before you start blubbering in front of him.

“I’m talking about us!” you say, gesturing between the two of you. Sighing, you run your hand through your fringe, trying to think before you speak. “I get that I’m not enough for you, that all I’ll ever be is a friend. But really, asking me to be your girlfriend for five minutes before you drop me again? I’ll pass, thanks.”

“I didn’t think you’d mind! You’ve done it for me before-” Jax stops mid sentence, realisation hitting him in the face like a bus. You frown as he begins to smile, his tongue slipping out of his mouth slightly as he nods towards you. “You’re jealous aren’t you?”

You freeze for a moment, shock on your face, before you feign disgust. Scoffing, you cross your arms defensively. “You wish.”

“Don’t try and lie to me, don’t forget I know you better than anyone.” You curse under your breath as you realise you’ve stepped in a big pile of metaphorical dog shit, and you’re unable to see a way out of it. “You like me.”

“Obviously. You’re my best friend.” you say, trying to remain casual. Jax slowly moves closer to you, you moving backwards until you come into contact with the side of the house, the brick firm against your back. Jax continues to move as you stand, trapped, your palms sweaty due to your nerves.

“That’s not what I mean and you know it.” he teases, his hands being placed either side of your head as he boxes you in, his face hovering just above yours. “You like me, like me.

“What are you, twelve?” You keep your eyes focused on his, your anxiety almost getting the better of you. Your stomach flips when you see his gaze flick to your lips, you swallowing nervously.

He moves even closer to you, your eyes fluttering closed as he brushes his nose against yours, his breath fanning onto your lips. “I don’t hear any denial.”

“Just kiss me if you’re going to, you idiot.” You open your eyes quick enough to catch Jax with slight shock on his face, before you close them again at the feel of his lips upon yours. You grip his shirt in your fist as you enjoy the moment you’ve been dreaming about for years.

Jax sucks on your bottom lip teasingly, a moan erupting from inside of you. You’re embarrassed for a moment, that is until Jax moans in response, his hands sliding to your ass as he squeezes, lifting you up and pushing you against the brick.

“Guys-” Chibs’ voice interrupts the two of you, his sentence cut short as he sees how you’re occupied. He smirks, you red faced as Jax remains calm and collected. “Gemma is looking for you. No rush, though, take your time.”

He winks at the two of you before disappearing back inside, Jax still holding you as you wiggle to get down. Chuckling, Jax complies with your request, placing you carefully back on the floor. “Continue this later?”

You hum, slipping your fingers up his shirt, his skin warm as he flexes under your touch. Leaning up, you move to his ear, your hand drifting to the waistband of his boxers.

“We’ll see.” With that, you separate from him quickly, slipping back inside with a parting wink.

A/N - Longer than usual but I hope you guys liked it anyway! Xxx

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It got a bit too short, but I still really like it!

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Like I’ve mentioned before, I headcanon that by the time he’s become pokémanz Master, Ash would have bonded the closest with Ho-Oh, out of all the legendaries o/ I mean, first legendary ever saw, and only one not to meet yet, it’s gotta mean something special 8)

Phan: Degradation

Summary: Phil calls Dan a slut during sex and Dan doesn’t like it. 

Genre: Fluff/Angst/Smut
Warning: degradation, dub-con
Wordcount: 1.8k
A/N: I decided it’s time to finally start working on the prompts in my inbox. I have no idea how old this one is, I’m sorry it took me so long. 

If someone would ask Dan how his sex life was, he’d confidently reply that it was great. Him and Phil, they had plenty of sex. In the bedroom. In the living room. In the kitchen. In the shower. And not only did they have plenty of sex, they also had good sex. Mind-blowing sex. The kind of sex that made you come so hard that you’d feel boneless afterwards, needing a minute or two to catch your breath again.

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I understand that you think I acted too emotionally. And putting aside the fact that men always say that about women they work with, I’ll get straight to the point. I am emotional. I do bring it into my work. It’s what motivates me. It helps me to get into the headspace of our victims… See what they’ve seen. Even if I don’t want to, even if it horrifies me. And I think it makes me a better agent. If you have a problem with that, sorry. You can fire me.

tried human demons 

or as I like to call it

EYE PATCH CLUB

Dot “If I add eye lashes, you remind me of rock lee” Matrix

and “Cheekbones so sharp they can make a tear in the universe” Kryptos

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Fringe Rewatch: 77/∞

↳ 2.09 Snakehead

anonymous asked:

But like do u think girl!kuroo hair situation is worse than normal kuroo??

way worse! girl!Kuroo hair situation is…A MESS:

  • it doesn’t matter how unruly her hair is, she always keep it insanely long
  • like don’t you ever try tell her she should cut it, she’ll cut your tongue instead
  • good hair always on useless days is her thing
  • “who has time to brush it I barely have time to change my underwear in the morning”
  • in school and practice she always keep it in a high ponytail and lets just her fringe down
  • people think it’s because she looks badass that way
  • truth is she doesn’t own any poppy pins to pin the fringe away from her face
  • she probably doesn’t even know how a bobby pin looks like
  • Tsukishima’s favorite stress relief is brushing her hair with natural oil and washing it afterwards
  • mostly because it’s so intimate but also because it always leads to a hot shower (very hot!!!!)
  • there are days when her hair is so beautiful, shiny and of such a deep raven color that people literally had been rendered speechless by her beauty
  • she knows and she always tries to use it as a weapon
  • “Kuroo stop flipping your hair around I won’t buy it this time”
  • in truth, Tsukki buys it, every time

p.s. If Kuroo was a girl, she would 100% look like Momo Yaoyorozu from Boku No Hero Academia:

The stages of 5sos puberty

I was wondering why 5sos has gone thru puberty 6 times so I have composed a visible representation of the stages for each boy. 

Luke Hemmings

Stage 1: the “I think fringe is cute, so I am gonna grow mine out and be like Michael”

Stage 2: “My mom made me cut my fringe”

Stage 3: “Ha I am a rockstar mom so I’m growing my fringe”

Stage 4: “I am shy and sassy” aka “They cut my fringe again, damn.”

Stage 5: “I look so perfect”

Stage 6: “let me just fuck up your life”


Michael Clifford 

Stage 1: “swag is my favorite word” aka “I hate luke”

Stage 2: “I am now in love with luke but he cut his fringe so idk anymore” aka “I am in a band now so I am cooler then you”

Stage 3: “I’m in love with Luke again” aka “My fringe is better”

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Stage 4: “I am going to start dying my hair to the point were on day it will fall out”

Stage 5: “BUT I’M PUNK ROCK”

Stage 6: “You suck”

Stage 7: “I am so hot I burst into flames”


Calum Hood

Stage 1: “My selfies are better than yours”

Stage 2: “I’m going to regret each one of theses selfless when I am older”

Stage 3: “Everyone has fringe so I am gonna grow fringe”

Stage 4: “My mom didn’t like my fringe”

Stage 5: “Don’t call me Calum I’m Ca$h Money”

Stage 6: “Lol everyone in Calum’s lane now”


Ashton Irwin

Stage 1: “I figured out how to use my mom’s straightener”

Step 2: “MySpace selfie”

Stage 3: “I actually wear glasses” aka “this stage is going to kill my fans”

Stage 4: “Natural Hair don’t care”

Stage 5: “Fedoras forever”

Stage 6: “I AM GROWING MY HAIR OUT” aka “Bandannas are in fedoras out”

Stage 7: “My hair is a glorious maine” aka “my man bun is killing everyone”

OKAY I AM DONE BYE, feel free to add stages.