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road trip!peter headcanons

ok so i saw this post and i needed to write these it’s like 1.5k words and i think the next thing i post will be the second part of the harry potter au for all of you waiting for it!! love you guys so much

  • okay so all this boy wants is to go to disney world 
  • he’s eighteen years old at this point and he’s fresh outta high school and god damn it he wants to fucking hug mickey mouse
  • like seriously he’s dying to go and he’s never been able to because money was v tight when he was growing up and he’s considerate enough to never even think of asking may to take him
  • insTEAD you and peter plan to road trip it down to florida after buying your tickets with extensive research because disney tickets are expensive enough and neither of you feel like buying plane tickets in addition to that
  • you’re only staying for a day because you two are going to be struggling college kids come late august and no one wants to pay for the hotel rooms either 
  • so you get the one day park hopper tickets and for the two of you it comes out to $345.06 which is good because you’ve both been saving up for this since you were sixteen and had around $650 between you both so now you have $304.94 and half of that is going to gas money and whatnot bc you’re both v #prepared
  • so it’s road trip time
  • it’s mid july and it’s a sixteen hour drive and you guys are ready to get your disney on like peter is so excited and happy and he cannot stop talking about it to may
    • “we’ll only be gone for like…. three days ‘cause we’re doing most of the parks in a day. we got the park hopper tickets.”
    • “how fancy!” 
    • “i know right!!!!” 
    • “so on this extensive road trip are you gonna tell y/n you like them?”
    • “mAY NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR THAT gosh”
  • but may thinks every time is the time for that so whatever
  • she has a bet that you guys will come home as a couple though
  • the bet is with herself 
  • anyways you guys rent the shittiest car you can find because it adds charm
  • you make a road trip mix that’s basically full of one direction songs
  • peter groans but secretly he enjoys listening to you belt out the lyrics to what makes you beautiful the way you used to in fourth grade
    • “y/n is this playlist really just one diRECTION did you seriously-”
    • “do you have a problem with harry styles???”
    • “no- no of course not!”
  • you take turns driving but peter loves it the most so he always extends his turns
  • he thinks it’s hilarious when you freak out because of his speeding down an empty highway late at night because he’s a little shit
  • a little shit that you love
  • he consistently asks to stop the car so he can take a picture of whatever scenery he thinks looks pretty
    • “peter it’s a fucking blade of grass stop”
    • “no but look at the way the sunlight is hitting it!! please!!”
    • “FINE”
  • he makes you play I Spy with him
    • “okay so round thirty five… i spy with my little eye someone who is very attractive”
    • “oooh is it that guy in the convertible next to us because wow”
    • “…… yep you got it. new game now”
  • he was talking about you but whatever 
  • he argues against wearing a seatbelt but you threaten to turn the car around and he really really wants to go to magic kingdom
  • you open up the sunroof that this crappy old car has so you can stick your head out of it and scream like sam in perks of being a wallflower
  • you now check that off your bucket list
  • he stops the car at every gas station just to make sure and then he buys fifteen different snack foods because “i’m a growing boy y/n i need nutrients”
    • to which you reply with “actually you’re not growing and this isn’t nutritious” 
    • “don’t act like you don’t like pop-tarts”
  • you do, so you share a pack with him
  • there are candy wrappers strewn across the backseat because neither of you want to litter
  • “are we there yet”
  • “no”
  • *five minutes later* *now whining* “are we there yeeeettttt”
  • “nO”
  • he’s bad at sitting still and always has to pee or eat
  • it’s late at night at this point and you’re freezing and you don’t wanna get out of your seat so peter huffs and pulls his sweatshirt off and gives it to you so you can sleep 
  • he acts annoyed but he’s secretly sort of happy in an embarrassed way because oh fuck you look cute and wow you’re wearing his sweater
  • you pass out on his shoulder and you’re drooling and peter can barely concentrate on the road anymore
  • it’s probably the way the moonlight is bouncing off your skin but like whatever this is totally just him gazing in a platonic way
  • except not really because he kind of is in love with you
  • peter takes a picture of you sleeping on his shoulder but he’s in it too making a stupid face into the camera that he knows you’ll laugh at when you wake up
  • peter pulls over so you can both get some sleep for more driving in the morning and he plays with your hair until he passes out and you wake up with his head in your lap because he moves around while he sleeps even though it does not look comfortable at all
  • and you smile down at this nerd in your lap 
  • he’s v cute and soft in the morning and you’re happy to know this
  • anyway you wake up really gently and you offer to drive first but he’s blushy and insists he can drive and that he got a perfectly fine sleep
    • “is my lap that comfortable then?”
    • “ummm. yes. okay so move over so i can drive haha” 
  • he finds a dunkin donuts and buys you can ice coffee
  • it’s your order exactly and you kind of blush because you didn’t really expect him to know the exact thing you order???
  • but he does
  • he’s just very attentive
  • boyfriend material is what you think but ignore that thought because like????? he’s your bff 
  • when you want to read he turns the radio off and insists you read to him
  • it’s quite adorable
  • you should be a lot more annoyed than you are about him constantly interrupting to ask in depth plot questions 
  • when you’re further away from big cities you beg peter to stop for a second and sit outside of the shitty rental car and stargaze with you
  • so you’re looking up at the stars and making up dumb names for random shapes you find
  • and you’re laughing and so is peter and you both just turn to look at each other at the same time and neither of you move
  • you can’t bring yourself to kiss him just yet 
  • he can’t do it either
  • so you reach over to hold his hand instead and he’s fine with that, too
  • you both just know at this point
  • so you get to disney and everyone assumes you’re a couple and neither of you really argue but you take really cute pictures together in front of cinderella’s castle and he finds spider-man mickey ears and wears them to be ironic because no one knows except you
  • it makes you roll your eyes but in an i-love-you-you-huge-fucking-nerd sort of way
  • you’re back on the road by one in the morning
  • only you’re both really tired so you stop for a sleep break
  • this time peter falls asleep first but it’s not a mistake when he winds up back in your arms because he sleeps well on the road like that
  • when you wake up he drives again 
  • you’re eating another s’mores pop-tart and it’s around eight o’clock in the evening and the sun is setting and end of the day by one direction comes on
  • you can’t help but scream the lyrics at the top of your lungs with the windows rolled down and the summer breeze flowing through your veins and he’s speeding down another road and you both can’t quit laughing and grinning and blushing and finally you look back at him
  • it’s just when you’re singing “you’re the one that i want at the day!” 
  • he kisses you
  • it’s quick because he’s driving and doesn’t want to crash the car
  • he ends up pulling over so he can kiss you again, this time better than the first because he’s been waiting for this and a one second press of your lips on his won’t suffice 
  • hands on the sides of your face as he smiles shyly at you and then leans in to kiss you again and again
  • you wind up making out on the road for an hour
  • nothing else except maybe some feeling up because you don’t want the first time you have sex with peter pretty boy parker to be in a car on the side of a road in a town you don’t know the name of
  • peter knows the name of the town because he wants to remember the place he kissed you for the first time 
  • aunt may wins her bet against herself
  • she’s very pleased 
  • peter really loves one direction now and ned teases him for it but oh well he’s gonna love harry styles until he dies ‘cause the man’s song was playing when he got his love to be his and like??? how can he not like them after such an event

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what happens in vegas pt. 1

*I had to re-upload as i accidentally the original post!*

◇ summary: It was supposed to be a weekend of mischief and fun, but when your ex-boyfriend tags along you soon realize that what happens in Vegas, doesn’t always stay in Vegas

◇ pairing: reader x Jungkook

◇ genre: angst, smut, childhood sweethearts

◇ word count: 6,508

◇ warnings: alcohol use, language, explicit sexual content

“Please tell me why we are going to the airport at 4 in the damn morning?” you groan, handing your suitcase over to your cab driver who is trying hard not to laugh at your current state of sweatpants wrapped in a denim jacket.

Wendy rolls her eyes, “Y/N, we are only going to be in Vegas for 2 nights. We need to make the most of it. Plus, the tickets were like $100 less than if we left later in the afternoon. Just sleep on the plane.”

She gets in the back of the cab, hoping to close the door before your sharp tongue can come with a witty remark. But you aren’t about to let her off the hook that easily. You throw open the door, sliding into the seat next to her.

“Y/N, I don’t want to hear it. You are not going to ruin this for me! It’s my bacholerette party. I only get one” Wendy snaps, holding her hand to your face as you buckle your seat belt.

“If you’re lucky,” you mutter under your breathe, making your best friend smack your thigh loudly.

The rest of the drive is spent in silence as both of you are too tired to try and make conversation, especially since you had been up almost the entire night watching Wendy pick out her clothes for the next 2 nights. Two of you spent almost an hour picking out a black dress that looked identical to every other black dress she owned, but swore was different. As the dark purple circles settled under your eyes this morning, the only thing on your mind was getting through security and popping a Nyquil so that you could spend the rest of the flight in peace.

“We’re here,” Wendy whispers, shaking your shoulder to wake you up after what felt like five minutes. Her eyes shift past you, focusing the on something behind you, “I should have probably told you sooner, but Jungkook is coming.”

“And you’re telling me this now?” pointing to the airport outside the window “You decide to inform me that my ex-boyfriend is coming on this trip right now? You told me two days ago that he wasn’t coming because of work.” you hiss, chasing your best friend out of the car and towards the trunk.

“And he wasn’t going to! But then he called Namjoon yesterday and told him that he had managed to get the time off.” Wendy all but pleads for forgiveness, hiding behind the cab driver.

“You should’ve told him he wasn’t invited! That the plane was completely booked! The hotel was completely booked! Anything!”

She shrugs, “He’s Namjoon’s best friend, Y/N. And he had already bought his ticket, what was I supposed to do?”

You take your suitcase from the driver and make a beeline for the airport entrance, “I’m not speaking to you until we get to the gate.”

Wendy knows better than to push you when you’re upset, that law school and your work had given you a short fuse. Your attitude worked in the courtroom, helping your clients leave feeling happy and content and divorced while they fill your pockets with the end of their marriage. But it didn’t always translate the same to your personal life and most of your loved ones knew to stay far away when you were upset, knowing that your emotional time bomb was slowly ticking away.

It isn’t until you’ve both winded your way around the security line that you turn your attention to your best friend and ask, “Is he on our flight?”

Wendy chews on her lip before answering, “He and Namjoon are already waiting at the gate.”

You take a deep breath, trying your best to mentally prepare yourself for seeing your childhood sweetheart for the first time in almost a year.

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Hotel in Paris - Scott McCall

word count: 5508
warnings: smut! (i tried!) and swearing
summary: the 6b plot line is thrown away and instead everybody’s going to France.  But your werewolf boyfriend is sorta in heat…


You were almost finished packing up, even though Scott and Lydia would be there to pick you up in twenty minutes to leave for the airport, you hadn’t brought yourself to actually pack until today.  And even when you’d pulled out your suitcase and picked out the outfits you’d wanted, you hadn’t even gotten around to getting it done until now.

You were frantically folding clothes and stuffing them into your suitcase while also packing a travel cosmetics bag and making sure your phone was charging.  You felt hectic, rushed, and it was making you anxious.

“Babe this whole room reeks of anxiety” You turned around, seeing Scott at your doorway and you freaked out even more.

“Oh my god are we leaving right now?” You asked, the panic evident in your voice.  Scott came into the room and set his hands on either of your arms.

“No, no I just wanted to come early to see you” He said gently.  “Calm down, you’re okay” He continued, and you sighed in relief.

“Thank God” You breathed, and went back to your packing.  Scott smiled at you, and watched anxiously as you put folded clothes into your suitcase.  He came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your middle, setting his chin on your head, then your shoulder.  You giggled at the feeling of his nose nuzzling into your neck.  “What? Why’re you all cuddly?” You asked, rubbing your hand over his that was set on your hip.  You continued to finish up your packing.

“Because you smell so good” He hummed lowly, making your stomach flip over.  His mouth latched to your neck, kissing and sucking on the side of your throat, successfully halting your work.

“Sc-Scott” You whined.  “I don’t have time for this” You told him, and he pulled his lips away from you, giving you a pout.  You turned your head and held his chin in your hand, pulling his lips against yours.  You held the kiss for a few moments before pulling away.

But even as you continued your packing, he kept his arms around you, and awkwardly waddled behind you whenever you moved.  You giggled, but didn’t try to pull out of his hold.  You liked being in his arms too much.  And it was calming you down enough to get all packed up.

“I love you” Scott told you in a wanting voice.  You turned to look at him, raising a brow.

“I love you too baby” You replied, and he stole a kiss from you, making you laugh quietly.  “Are you alright?” You asked him, and he nodded, closing his eyes and setting his chin back on your shoulder.  “Scott?” You asked, finally pulling out of his hold to turn around and face him.  But his arms grabbed onto you again.  “Open your eyes” You ordered.  He shook his head.  You rolled your eyes and curled your fingers around his crooked jaw.  “Scott” You said sternly.  “Open them”

He let out a long huff before opening his eyes, revealing their red color.

“You’re in heat?” You asked, and he hung his head with a sigh.  You giggled softly, and lifted his face with your hands.

“Hey… it’s alright” You said softly, stepping closer to him so you could peck his lips.  “And I promise…” You trailed off, leaning up so your lips were next to his ear.  “When we get there, we can have hot… hotel… Paris… sex” You said slowly.  Scott shuddered, and his hands gripped your waist tighter.

“Fuck baby I love you” He said before capturing your lips in his in a searing kiss.  You moaned, your hands running through his hair and gripping onto the dark strands.  He growled in response, quickly releasing your waist so that he could grip your thighs, lifting you up against him.  You obliged, wrapping your arms around his waist and rubbing up against him eagerly, your lips still locking against his, becoming more aggressive.

“Alright so who’s ready for- AH NO NO!” You leap off of Scott and chased after Lydia, who’d barely stepped into your room before running out screaming.

“Lyds!” You called after her.

“I’ll… I’ll get your suitcase” Scott said, but you were already down the stairs.

“Lyds I’m so sorry” You breathed, and she chuckled, shaking her head.

“It’s fine I’m totally messing with you.  Seems like you and Scotty are getting real hot and bothered together though” She said with a wink.  You flustered awkwardly, knowing he could hear your voices perfectly clear.  As well as your rapidly beating heart.

“Yeah uh… yeah” You sighed.  “Let’s just get going” You said, just as Scott made it down the stairs.  You smiled sweetly at him upon realizing he’d brought down your bags for you.  “Awe, thanks babe” You said, taking your backpack and suitcase from him and pecking him on the cheek.

“Alright! Let’s get going!” Lydia said excitedly, and led the way out the door.

After picking up Stiles and Malia, you were heading to the airport.  You sat in the back of the jeep in between Scott and Malia.  While Lydia sat in the front with Stiles who was now driving.  It was getting dark out as you drove through the town.  Lydia was going on excitedly about the trip, telling Stiles about the food and Malia all about the boys.  But you were just tiredly looking out the window whilst keeping your arm linked through Scott’s.  When you felt his hand caressing over yours, you looked over at him.

“You okay?” He asked, and you furrowed your brows at the question.

“I’m fine, why?” You replied.

“They’re getting all pumped and you’re quiet” He said.  “Just making sure you’re alright” You smiled at his sweetness and let him kiss your cheek.

“You’re the sweetest, you know that?” You asked, before leaning your head against his shoulder.  Scott just chuckled and let you rest there against him.

You were excited for this trip, very excited.  Especially to spend it with Scott.

You were tiredly standing at the gate where your flight was going to start boarding in a few minutes.  Malia was slouched on a chair, as was Stiles next to her.  Lydia sat on the floor, her head lying against Stiles’ legs while he ran his hands through her hair.  But you were standing with Scott, practically leaning against him.

“On the flight, you can sleep the whole way, alright?” He told you.  “It’s a whole eleven hours” You closed your eyes tight at the idea of being on a plane until six in the morning.

“Alright” You finally answered, and tried to relax against Scott.

“Now boarding flight 32, to Paris, France” The stewardess at the desk said over the microphone.

“Whoo that’s us!” Lydia leaped up, pulling Stiles by his hands.  Where s you Malia and Scott were a little more slow and tired to cheer along with them.  “Come on guys come on!” Lydia took everyone’s boarding passes and gave them to the woman at the desk all at once.  She counted through them, then looked up at the group in front of her, looking slightly frustrated.

“Alright, have a safe trip” She said, and you all exchanged excited grins as Stiles took back the boarding and handed them out to everyone before walking into the tunnel connecting to the plane.  Scott’s hand latched onto yours, looking over your shoulder to see what your assigned seat number was.  27.

“Did anyone get 26?” He called, and you smiled up at him while he exchanged tickets with Lydia.  “What?” He asked you, and you squeezed his hand, stepping into the actual plane with Scott close behind.

“You’re so cute” You said, finding your seat, and trying to quickly pick up your suitcase to put it in the overhead stowaway.  But Scott swiftly grabbed it and lifted it with one hand with ease, then put his own up with yours as well.  Again, you smiled and shook your head, then sat in the seat by the window, Scott sitting down next to you.  “What’d I do to deserve you?” You asked him, buckling in your seat belt.  Scott grinned lopsidedly towards you.

“You were being absolutely yourself” He said, making you blush and laugh nervously.  Scott watched you as you settled in, your hands slightly tightened on the armrest of your seat, and your eyes kept glancing out the window, up at the sky.  His brow furrowed as he hurt your quick beating heart.  “y/n?”

“Hm?” You turned your head to look at his concerned brown eyes.  Scott leaned closer, lowering his voice.

“Are you afraid of flying?” He asked you softly.  You opened your mouth to answer, but a short dinging sound rang and the captain’s voice was heard over the com.

“This is your captain speaking,” A man’s voice rang through the plane.  He continued with the general guidelines and safety procedures that the stewardesses showed everyone as example.  But Scott kept talking to you.

“I promise, that you are completely, and absolutely safe” He said, taking your hand in both of his.  You smiled weakly at him, and he placed a kiss on your knuckles.  “Nothing’s gonna happen, I wouldn’t let it” You chuckled and rolled your eyes.

“What a hero, stopping a plane crash” You said quietly, trying not to disturb the safety procedure being displayed.

“I would if it’d keep you safe” He said seriously, and again you laughed quietly.  Only Scott McCall.

Soon after the demonstration was over, the plane began to move, and out of instinct you squeezed onto Scott’s hand, your heart racing in your chest.  You’ve never been on a flight before, and the mere idea of being thousands of feet off the ground really freaked you out.  Your eyes shut tight, begging yourself not to look outside as it began to speed down the runway.

“You’re okay” Scott whispered to you, turning to face you and listening carefully to your heartbeat.  “It’s alright, you’re safe” He continued to murmur.  The wheels began to skid against the ground as the aircraft was lifting off into the air.  A small gasp came from your throat, but in seconds Scott had turned your head to face him, and slanted his lips over yours.  Your heart beat gradually slowed as he kissed you sweetly.  While his stomach was flipping and the beast in him felt his desire begin to pool in his chest, a heat coming over him at the feeling of your plump lips against his, he tried to brush over the feeling and keep the kiss gentle.  When you parted, you smiled at him, and he waited to open his eyes, until he knew they wouldn’t be blood red.

From the look you gave him, he could tell they still were.

“How long will this last?” You asked him, worry in your tone.

“Uhm” Scott swallowed and blinked a few times.

“The color’s gone” You whispered when his eyes were back to their normal chocolate brown.  “How long?” You questioned again.  Scott’s foot tapped on the floor.

“Until I do something about it” He mumbled.  You smiled sadly.

Of course you wanted to help him out now, you surely felt a similar burn that shot from your chest right down to your core that he must’ve felt as well, an intensified arousal.

“I’m sorry baby” You said softly, your brows drawn together in worry for him.  “I wish I could help you sooner than later” Scott’s lips quirked up, his eyes flickering in between yours.

“It’s alright love” He hummed, kissing your forehead before wrapping his arm around you, letting you lay your head onto his shoulder.  He held you as close as he could while confined in his seat.  You let out a soft sigh, feeling safe in his arms.

“I love you” You mumbled, eyes beginning to droop shut tiredly.  Scott pressed his lips against your head, holding them there for a minute.

“I love you too baby” He whispered into your hair before you passed out against him.


When you woke up again, you found that both of your arms were wound around Scott’s torso, and the arm that he had around you was gently running his fingertips up and down your spine.  You blinked your eyes open to see that he had a book in his other hand, reading it intently.  You smiled, basking in the moment for a few minutes before he could realize that you were awake.

“Morning sleepyhead” Scott said, still caressing your back.  You sighed slightly out of defeat, and moved to sit up properly, but Scott kept you snug against him.  “Don’t move” He mumbled, turning the page without looking away from it.  You gladly snuggled back into him.

“How long was I out?” You asked, and he made a hum as he checked the time on is phone to think about it.

“About three hours” He said quietly.  You hummed, and looked back at his book.  But Scott closed it and put it in his backpack.  “Have your weird dreams?” He asked, and you chuckled.  Scott always liked to listen to your weird dreams.

“No, not really” You sighed, making him frown.  “No I dreamt about Paris”

He smiled.

“Yeah? What about it?” He asked, his curiosity peaked as he somehow managed to pull you closer against him.

“Just… walking along sidewalks and looking at shops and talking all French-y” You giggled and it was a sound that brought a smile to his lips.

“Was I there?” You hummed and nodded.

“Course you were.  You’re in all my dreams Scott McCall” You said in a playful tone, then leaned slightly off of him to press your lips sweetly against his cheek.  He grinned, holding you close again.

“Well aren’t you soft today”

“Trying to be soft so you won’t be hard” You murmured just quiet enough that surrounding passengers wouldn’t hear, but that his enhanced hearing could pick it up easily.  He sighed, hanging his head for a moment.

“You know, you’re lucky you’re adorable” He breathed heavily, and you closed your eyes, snuggling back into him.

“I wanna sleep some more” You huffed.  “But I can’t now”

“Mm you want to listen to some music?” Scott asked, and you grinned up at him, but he was already getting his phone and earbuds back out.  “Good, because I made you a special playlist, just for this trip” You blushed at him, looking over his arm to see his screen.  But he blocked your view, offering you the earbud closest to you.  “Just listen to it” He said, and you gave him a playful glare before putting it in.

“Alright alright” You said, watching as he put in one as well.  A content smile played on your lips as you closed your eyes before he pushed play, trying to divulge yourself completely in the music.  Instantly the smile grew as an unfamiliar tune played but one that beautifull filled your ear.

Scott watched you as you drifted off next to him.  He wasn’t sure if you were falling asleep, or if you were just enjoying the music.  When your head hit his shoulder and a soft hum of a snore came out of your lips, he figured you were asleep.

His head slumped atop yours, and not long after he was dozed off as well.


You woke up to the feeling of a soft nudge against your shoulder.  You blinked, and looked over to see who had tapped you.  You were surprised to see Stiles was standing in the aisle, the back of his hand had been tapping against your shoulder.

“Mm- what-” You began to mumble, but he put a finger to his lips and nodded to Scott, causing you to look up and see he was fast asleep.  You smiled, adoring his peaceful sleeping puppy-like expression.

“Alright there heart eyes” Stiles hissed quietly.  “I just wanted to know if you were going to eat your cookie” You rolled your eyes, but grabbed the complimentary package off of the tray in front of your seat and handed it to him.  Stiles grinned and winked at you before going back to his seat.  You could hear Lydia scolding him quietly for taking your cookie, which only made you chuckle as you leaned back into Scott, putting back in your earbud.

“y/n?” You sighed slightly when you heard Scott’s voice, looking up at him guiltily.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up” You said, but he smiled and shook his head.

“No worries” He mumbled.  “Besides, it can’t be that much longer of a flight can it?”


seven hours later


“Remember over five hours ago when you said it wasn’t a long flight?” You yawned as you dragged your suitcase into the hotel.  Scott couldn’t even reply coherently.  In fact, everyone was very visibly exhausted.  You were sure that Malia was going to drop onto the floor any moment, and that one of you would have to carry her and her suitcase to your rooms.  You watched warily and with little interest as Lydia and Scott were at the counter, checking in and asking for room keys.  As well as other questions about things like breakfast and towels provided by the hotel.

“Hey” Stiles’ elbow bumped yours, and you blinked slowly towards him when you turned to him.  “You feeling alright? You’ve seemed off”

“Just… tired I suppose” You said, and Stiles gave you a look.  “Okay and I guess that I’m a little nervous this vacation isn’t going to… work” You told him slowly.

“Not going to work?”

“I mean, we’re supposed to be protecting Beacon Hills, what if something happens while we aren’t there? What if something happens while we’re here?”

“Hon, nothing’s gonna happen” Malia said.  You looked over to see she had the handle of her suitcase extended, her elbow resting on it and her hand supporting her head.  You were genuinely surprised she hadn’t fallen asleep standing there.

“We don’t know that” You mumbled with a shrug.  Malia made a big yawn and smacked her lips a few times.

“Pro’lly won’t tho…” You and Stiles looked to each other, both of you wondering if you should do something about her or not.

“Alright you guys, we got the keys finally” Scott and Lydia came back over to you, each of them holding a room key.  “Boys and girls?” The banshee asked, glancing over everyone.

“No way!”

“Definitely not!”

Both Scott and Stiles perked up instantly, shooting down the idea.  You almost jumped at how loud and quickly your boyfriend had spoken, your sleepy state vanishing as a more aware feeling replaced it.

“Really?” Lydia asked with a bored tone, but she was mostly just talking to Stiles.

“Yeah I mean… ya know…” If you weren’t so tired and if Stiles wasn’t so cringey, you would’ve made a comment.

“Babe, it’s one a.m, we’ve been on a plane, for nearly twelve hours, you really wanna-”

“Okay okay okay okay, Malia, come on you’re staying in our room” Stiles said, waving the werecoyote over to them.  Malia dragged her feet after them as they headed to the elevator, their suitcases rolling behind them.

“Guess that means we get our own room” You said to Scott with a quick wink before snatching the room key card out of his fingers.  His throat went dry and all he could do was stare at you.  “317” You read aloud, and handed the card back to him.  “Third floor it is.  Where are the others staying?” You asked as you and Scott began to head towards the elevator your friends had just taken.

“Fourth… wait…. Fifth.  Yeah I think fifth” You chuckled quietly and nodded, leaning against him as he pushed the button, waiting for the shaft to come back to the first floor.  Scott wrapped his arm around you without second thought, his palm running up and down your upper arm.  “You get anymore sleep on the plane?” He asked, and you tilted your hand back and forth as if to say so-so.

“I was, then Stiles woke me up to ask for my cookie” Scott laughed and shook his head.

“None after that?”

“Eh, I was enjoying your music.  You made me a magnificent playlist Scott thank you” You told him with a sweet smile.  He smiled back and kissed your head.

“I’m glad” He hummed before the doors opened.  You stepped in, Scott sliding his arm down around your waist, waiting impatiently for the doors to close again so you’d be secluded.  Luckily no one else was there.

So when the elevator dinged and the doors slid shut again, Scott released his luggage, tugging you closer and smashing his lips against yours.  You moaned instantly out of surprise, but your arms quickly flung around his neck so you could hold yourself more securely against him.  Your lips moved feverishly and all attempts for your tongue to dominate over his failed.  The mere idea of someone coming onto the elevator was the furthest thing from your mind as he shoved you against the wall, moving quickly towards your neck and leaving a trail of kisses everywhere he went.

“Sc-Scott” You barely mumbled out as he found your sweet spot with ease, furiously sucking on it and you swore you could’ve come right then, no stimulation or anything just the feel of him caging you in and his tongue rolling over a newly made love bite just below your ear.

“Shh, we’re on our floor” He spoke lowly, and fixed your hair and outfit for you.  Surely enough, the elevator slowed to a stop, and you shakily grabbed your suitcase before the doors opened again.

You’d give anything to have the room two floors higher right about now.

But you just tried to adjust yourself appropriately and follow him out into the hallways, heading towards your room.  You kept your steps quick, and not once did his grip on your hand loosen.  Even as you reached your room and he slid the keycard through the electric scanner, he still held onto you and pushed through the door.  You rushed in first, grabbing his suitcase in your empty hand and pushed them both into the small closet.  You could faintly hear the door close, but your heart was thundering so fast in your chest with adrenaline and lust that you didn’t register it until you turned to see it had closed, encasing you and Scott in the darkness of the hotel room.  He was already shrugging off his jacket, but took too long so you gripped the sleeves, and yanked them down his arms, discarding the offending coat to the floor and crashing your lips up to his.

A strangled sound that was a cross between a moan and a gasp left his lips upon your sudden action, and he wasted no more time as his hands found your hips, fingers slipping under the material of your shirt and pulling it swiftly up over your head.  It joined his own jacket on the floor.  The alpha smirked at you as he pulled his own shirt over his head, as though the action couldn’t have been done fast enough.  His hands cupped around your face for a moment as he kissed you again, softly but quickly.  Both of your feet blindly moved backwards, hoping to find where the bed was located.  Your shuffling stopped when he abruptly dropped his hands to your ass, lifting you up forcefully against him.  It was like instinct took over as they wrapped around his waist while his mouth leisurely left love bites all over your neck.  Your head tilted back as a filthy moan tumbled from your lips.  This only piqued Scott’s interest as he took to licking a light stripe from your clavical all along the front of your throat.

“Fuck” You whispered, never having had him do that before, but it was hot.  You lowered your head again to kiss him roughly, biting gently down on his bottom lip, and before he could even react, you were slipping your tongue into his shocked and now open for entry mouth.  This time Scott was prepared, his own tongue winning the battle of dominance before yours could even try.  You whined at your loss, but Scott didn’t seem to care.

“Awe, poor baby” He murmured, the tip of his nose sliding temptingly along your jaw, settling and nuzzling into the sweet spot below your ear that he’d previously left a small but deep purple mark.  You fisted your hands into his thick hair, a silent beg for something to happen.

And he granted this wish, dropping you completely onto the mattress which emitted a small yelp from your lips as you fell back, but you took the moment apart to wiggle out of your cozy travel leggings and kick them desperately to the floor.  Scott grinned, his hands wrapping around your ankles and pulling you to the edge of the bed.  You smirked up at him briefly before he slanted his lips over yours hungrily, a groan deep in his throat.  The sound only spurred you on further, hands flying out to the buckle of his belt and undoing it in lightning speed.  Scott chuckled.

“Eager are we?” He asked, and you looked up at him as you pulled the leather strap from all the loops around his jeans.  You grinned, getting up on your knees on the bed so that you were eye level with him.  His belt being dropped to the floor as you loosely laid your arms over his shoulders.

“Scott, I love you” You started sweetly, but leaned closer and seductively whispered, “But there’s something really fucking sexy about you when you’re in heat” He rose a brow at you, as though questioning your statement.

“Really?” He mused, and before you could reply, you were pinned back onto the mattress, his body hovering over yours.  “Because I think you forget how this goes” He growled out, causing all the air in your lungs to be lost.  “You think I’m going to beg for you?” Scott’s lips moved slowly as he spoke, a mere inch away from yours and you so terribly needed to feel them against yours again.  “You’re mine” He uttered, fingers trailing down your bare side, dancing along the hem of your panties and making you squirm.

“Scott” You whimpered, and he smirked at you.

“You’re the one who begs, I take what I want” He said in a smugness you’d never heard before.  He ducked his head down, lips planted wet kiss down your chest and between the valley of your breasts.  “These?” He kissed the swell of either breast, “Are mine” He continued, kissing down your stomach as it dipped in while you sucked in a harsh breath.  He looked up at you as he reached the hem of your panties once more, your eyes connecting and something fiery igniting inside of you.  Scott kept this gaze as he took two of his fingers, and stuck them into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks as he wet them.  You stirred on the blankets, but his other hand kept your hip planted down against bed.  “This?” He whispered, tucking the inner silk fabric to the side.  You hissed as he blew cool air against your wetness, then swiped his fingers up the slick entrance.  “Mine” He uttered, and again licked his fingers clean.

With that, he yanked your panties down your legs, and crawled back up your body to plant a hard kiss against your lips.

“So,” He murmured, kicking off his own boxers.  “You better start begging”

“Please” You cried out quietly, your brows scrunching together as you tried to wiggle up towards him, hoping to relieve some of the tension, but he kept you firmly pressed against the covers.

“Please… what?” He taunted, a smirk playing on his lips.  You groaned, hands wrapping over his shoulders at the base of his neck, pulling him down closer to you.

“Fuck me” You uttered out, and he smirked, lining himself up with your now dripping entrance.  He grinned, and without warning slammed into you.  You gasped, your hold on him tightening and your nails digging into his skin at the deliciously rough movement.  There wasn’t even time for you to adjust to his size, before he was rolling his hips again, your tits bouncing as your head rolled back, eyes fluttering shut as more and more desire flooded through your body.

Scott’s hands rose from where he kept himself up on the mattress, to grip onto the headboard, thrusting into you again, then keeping is quick pace.  Quicker than usual that is.

“Sc-Scott” You moaned, jaw quivering slightly as you met each of his thrusts, gasping slightly as he hit a spot deep inside you that made your muscles quiver.  “F-fuck fuck keep doing that” You pleaded, barely opening your eyes enough to see his own irises were glowing a blood red color.  Scott complied, and you could hear the wood headboard hitting the wall as is grip on it tightened.  Your shaking legs wrapped up around his hips again, allowing him further inside of you.  You snuck a hand down your stomach, your middle and forefinger coming into contact with your swollen clit and rubbing quickly over the sensitive nub, only making your moans louder.

You only cared about being heard by others in the hotel for a mere .2 seconds.

Once Scott swatted your pleasuring hand away and replaced your fingers with his thumb, rubbing tight figure eights over your clit as he continued pounding into you, you lost all care.  You practically screamed his name, along with other incoherent but dirty cries.  Scott leaned over slightly, eyes flickering from yours to his lips, his movements not stalling once as he kissed you roughly, teeth catching your plump lip before rolling his tongue over the area.  Your eyes fluttered open, meeting his as he pulled his mouth away from yours.

“I-I’m close” You stammered, your open lips brushing against his as he continued on.  “Scott harder p-please” You whined, and he obeyed, a snug smirk toying on his lips as the hand that had previously been rubbing feverishly on your clit, gripped onto your hip to stop your own movements, and slam your hips against his roughly.  You gasped and you were certain that every single muscle in your body was shaking, and you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge with every thrust.

“Fuck y/n” Scott grumbled, and you barely saw the red in his eyes before your vision flooded white and you were overcome with a wave of pleasure.  You screamed out his name one last time, and soon after you could feel hot semen flowing inside of you.  Your eyes had fallen shut, and you felt the bed shift as he fell to his side next to you.

Your chest heaved and you both layed sprawled naked (though in all the rushed madness you hadn’t even taken your bra off).  Your hand blindly reached for him, the back of your knuckles resting on his chest for a moment.  Scott turned his head towards you, taking in your exhausted state as he clasped his hand around your momentarily before getting up.  He pulled his boxers back on, and went over to where you’d haphazardly shoved them.

You were almost asleep when you felt him adjust your legs, slipping a soft new pair of cotton panties and kissing your forehead as he maneuvered your body up slightly so he could undo the clasp of your bra, and pulling the straps off your arms.

“Back for more?” You mumbled sleepily, and he couldn’t help his chuckle as he helped you into a tee shirt he’d packed just for you to sleep in.  You smiled gratefully, your arms wrapping around his neck before he could move away.  “Stay”

“Baby I am” He said, another small laugh, but you wouldn’t release.  So he just lifted you up and scooched you over slightly so he could crawl into bed, adjusting the covers to lay over your body and his.  You smiled lazily and snuggled right up next to him.

“Do you feel better now?” You whispered as you got comfortable against Scott’s chest.  He smiled, rubbing his thumb over your forehead comfortingly as he dropped a kiss there.

“Much” He hummed in response.  “I love you” You smiled, pulling back enough so you could hook your finger under his chin and pull his lips down to yours in a soft kiss.

“I love you too” You whispered out, kissing him again and then laying your cheek against his chest, warming you up instantaneously.  Scott sighed, his hands rubbing along your back, fingers trailing on your arms.

“Goodnight baby” He finally spoke quietly, his velvety lips still bushing over your head.

“Goodnight, Scott” You yawned back before falling asleep.


scott mccall in heat is my actual kink
(i could use feedback cuz i’m still new to smut?)

xoxo ~ jordie

I have a journal, but what do I write in it?

Look no further! Here are some ideas for keeping a journal.
•The daily journal. This is the stereotypical diary where you write everything! Write how your day was, your secrets, your friends, everything!
•A dream journal. Right when you wake up, grab a pen and start describing every detail from your dream. Doing this helps you to remember your dreams, interpret them, and studies show that it makes you more likely to lucid dream!
•A prayer journal. If you’re religious, this one is perfect for you! Use it to worship and write bible verses, prayers, and keep lists of people you need to pray for so you don’t forget.
•A daily log. You can choose to keep track of your sleeping patterns, exercise, what you eat, the medications you take, and if you have any health problems, you can also keep track of the symptoms you get! You can combine all of these in one journal or keep a separate journal for each log.
•A bullet journal. This is one of the most common journals that people keep. In these, you write your to-do lists, your plans, calendars, upcoming events, etc. This helps to boost your memory, keep organized in life, and gives you a better sense of control.
•A quote journal. Use it to write down your favorite quotes, or just make up your own!
•A weight loss/gain journal. In this one, you can keep track of you weight, your calories, and your exercise habits to make sure you get to the healthy weight you desire.
•An art journal. Use this journal to draw, paint, or create collages or scrapbook pages!
•A travel journal. Take it with you whenever you travel. Whether it’s to another country or just to another city. Jot down your experiences, your road trips, plane rides, cruises, and destinations! Remember to include photos, used travel tickets, a coin from a different currency, a postcard, a souvenir (like a shell or leaf), etc!
•A poetry journal. This is pretty self-explanatory. Write down your favorite poems or create your own!
•A journal for studying. If you’re attending school or a university, you obviously already have a notebook for school stuff. So why not make it more fun? Add stickers, color, and things you need to improve on!
•A journal for your career. This is especially useful if you run a business. Here, you can keep track of important dates, meetings, finances, and more!
•A journal for bills, taxes, and your house. This might sound boring, but it can be very useful! You can write yourself reminders, when you paid for utilities, etc.
•A journal for your sports/hobbies. If you enjoy soccer, swimming, gymnastics, biking, knitting, or art, this would be perfect for you. Whenever you do your sport or hobby, you can write about what you did, what you learned, and how you’ll better your skills. This is a fun way to keep track of progress and achievements!
•A pregnancy journal. It’s okay if you’re already 7 or 8 months along in your pregnancy. It’s never too late to start a pregnancy journal (unless of course, you have already given birth). Write either to your baby or just for yourself. Put in pictures of your ultrasounds, your baby bump, name ideas, etc!
•A journal for your children. Write down everything and give it to your child when she/he turns 18. Keep track of the dates when they lost their first tooth, got an award, broke their first bone, made their first friend, etc! Document everything! Include pictures of your child, schoolwork and drawings created by him/her, and more! Wouldn’t it be cool if you had a journal like that from when you were growing up? You could find out the exact date when you lost your first tooth, or took your first steps or said your first words. Even if your kid is already 13, start one now!
•A journal shared with someone else. Get a journal and pick someone to share it with. Whether it’s a sibling, parent, spouse, cousin, or friend, this will be a great way to keep memories. Write notes to each other, attach pictures of each other, write down funny conversations, and more! Did you get married to this person on July 7th? Write it! Did you meet this person on Christmas Eve? Write it! If the person lives far away, you can mail the book back and forth instead of using individual cards.
•A journal to your lost loved one. Keep a journal where you write to your friend, family member, or pet who passed away. This is very therapeutic and it can help you through your time of grief.
•A journal for lists. Keep lists of your favorite music, movies, books, places, and video games so you can see how your preferences change over time.
•A journal for signatures and autographs. Keep a journal full of signatures and autographs written by family members, friends, or even celebrities! It would be awesome to have a book full of their own personal handwriting to you.
•A journal for your budget. Keep track of your savings, spendings, and earnings!
•A journal for reviews. If you read a book or watch a movie, write a review of it in your journal and rate it.
•An heirloom journal. You can be the start of it! Keep a journal and pass it down from generation to generation and allow your family members to write whatever they want in it. Imagine if you found a journal that was written by your previous ancestors who were your great great great great grandparents? Way too cool!
•A journal for wish lists. Write things you plan on buying in the future. Whether cheap or expensive. Keep a list of songs you want to download, books you want to buy, and more.
•A vent journal. Use this journal whenever you’re feeling a strong emotion. Extreme anger or sadness or fear? Take it out on the pages! Scribble, rant, write angry notes you’ll never send, draw dark pictures, or just vent. SCREAM on those pages and let it out!
Happy journaling! And if you know any more, just comment it down below :)

I get a lot of questions about my travel journals, so I thought I’d make a post about my tips, tricks, and essentials for on-the-go journaling! Keep Reading if you’re interested~

(Disclaimer: a give in, but I thought it’d be worth saying- this is all up to personal preference! This is all of the stuff that is necessary for me, personally, when I’m journaling on the go, but it’s all customizable to whatever intentions you have in mind and what supplies you have. Please don’t think you need to spend money in order to record some great memories!)

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Where They Wander: Lauren Vasquez
Destination: Bali, Indonesia.

“The thought of me settling, is something I can never see myself fully committing to. I’m going to be that person who has a home in California, a treehouse in Hawaii, and a houseboat in some foreign country.”

Meet Lauren, a 24-year-old adventure seeker from Indiana who has visited 12 different countries this year, solo! And no, she’s not planning on stopping anytime soon! We chatted with Lauren right after she hopped off the plane from her recent trip to Bali, Indonesia to talk about her dreamy travels, favorite moments, and what she can’t travel without.

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April 1st (Fred Weasley x Reader smut)

Request: Hello, can I make a request I’m sorry if they are closed but could it be Fred x reader smut where everyone is celebrating the twins birthday and after the party reader has a surprise for him because he says he feels ‘old’ please and thank you Have a nice day goodbye.

I’m a freakin slacker. It’s definitely not April 1st. Just pretended bc I think I’ve gotten a bit better at smut. But, keep in mind I’m still learning, it’s not the best but it was still fun bc I love Fred.

It was April 1st 2017, the Weasleys were gathered around the small dining room table in The Burrow.

Molly was holding two glorious chocolate cakes that she then set gently in front of her twin sons, who looked greedily at each other then at their beautiful cakes.

They were iced thickly with thirty nine candles and due to limited space, some softly floated above the rest.

You were sitting next to your husband, Fred, admiring his longing face.

You adored the way he still bit his lip like a teenager, awaiting the delicious chocolate cake.

Fred looked young for his age, so did his brother. He was starting to get flecks of grey in his flaming hair and had a couple laugh lines, but the childlike gleam in his eyes made him look as if he were 20.

The families sang and after cake they all sat in the sitting room, passing presents to the twins.

“Ron! This is from MY store” George groaned as he opened a box of sniveling snack boxes.

You laughed as you saw a chucking Ron earn a slap on the shoulder from Hermione.

Fred was opening a gift from his mother.

“Oh… Mum, you’re so thoughtful” He said flatly as he held up a pair of socks.

“All of yours have holes in them!” She stated, she leaned close to him and you barely caught what she said.

“They’re enchanted to make the wearer do an Irish jig” Mrs. Weasley giggled softly.

Fred suddenly stood and hugged her tightly.

George was ripping open another present. His face suddenly went white as he read the note inside, yours was identical when you realized he accidentally opened your gift to Fred.

His eyes flicked over to you, wider than you’ve ever seen them.

“That’s not for you” you whispered quietly through gritted teeth.

“Thank Merlin” He sighed, though still looking disgusted at what he’d just read. “Angelina’d kill us both”

Thankfully everyone was too distracted by the present from Bill and Fleur Fred was opening to notice your little scuffle.

“Oi, Freddie, this ones yours” George said, looking glad to get the note as far away from him as possible, and tossed it to Fred after he was done thanking Bill and Fleur for the new assortment of colorful handkerchiefs.

Fred, seeing it was from you, smiled and opened the letter.

His eyes widened much like his brother but his face became almost as red as his hair.

'I have on that lacey black thing you like, Happy Birthday, Love’

Fred gulped deeply, and quickly crumpled the note and shoved it in his pocket. You knew he secretly loved it when you would turn him on in public.

He locked eyes with you, a familiar mischievous grin sliding across his face.

“There’s more.” You said, giggling.

Fred looked back down at the gift and pulled apart the tissue paper. His jaw dropped, he grabbed and brought the tickets closer to his eyes to inspect them.

“Vat are those?” Asked Fleur, curiously.

“Tickets to America” Fred said breathlessly.

“You get to go on a muggle plane!?” Exclaimed Arthur, his voice full of longing.

You and Fred did okay for yourselves but we’re never able to afford trips. You’d been saving since last year to buy them.

“(Y/N)” Fred said looking up over at you, eyes full of disbelief.

“Well, now I wish I’d kept it” grumbled George.

Fred stood and walked over to you, engulfing you in a tight, loving hug.

“I love you” he murmured over and over in your hair.

“I love you too” you said back when he pulled away, arms still around your waist.

“Where In America?” Asked Hermione.

“New York City!” Your replied, excitedly.
“I’ve never been there but I’ve heard it’s amazing”

“Is it a big city?” asked Arthur, sitting, obviously very curious.

“Very, its full of sky scrapers, lights and people”

“Confounding” he murmured to himself.

“You sure at his age, Fred’ll able to handle that?” Ron chuckled, lightly pushing his older brother.

Seeing the sharp look from Fred, Hermione whispered a threatening “Ron” through gritted teeth.

Not getting the clue as usual, Ron continued.

“I really should have gotten you some hair dye for that grey, but I guess it happens when you get old-OW!” He shouted as Hermione jabbed her elbow into his ribs.

“Well, as much as I’m thankful for you all being here I’m going to have to retire to my flat” said Fred, standing.

You could tell he was upset by the way his face twisted, trying not to show his feelings.

“C'mon Freddie, its only 10” Ron said grabbing his brothers shoulder.

“I guess my age is getting to me” Fred snapped, shrugging off his hand.

“Love you all, thanks for coming” and he aparated to your flat.

The room was quiet for a moment.

“Guess that’s my cue” You said with a chuckle, trying to clear a bit of the tension.

You kissed Hermione, Mrs. Weasley, and Fleur’s cheeks and hugged Mr. Weasley, Ron, and Bill.

“Goodnight, thanks for coming”

“Bye, (Y/N)”

Everyone waved as you aparated away.

You felt the pressure from aparatting fade as you appeared in your flat.

“Fred?” You spoke softly.

“(Y/N), You-you don’t have to worry about it, I’m fine.” Fred stuttered.

You saw him sitting in his large chair in the sitting room.

“You know he didn’t mean anything by it” You said as you walked over to him and took at seat comfortably across his lap, your legs over the arm of the chair.

Fred let his head rest on your chest, feeling the soft expansion and depression of your lungs and and the rhythmic beating of your heart.

“It’s true” he stated bluntly.

He heard your breath catch, you guided his chin to look up at you.

“Fred, it’s not true.” You said just as blunt back.

You looked deep into each other’s eyes for a moment then you lightly pressed your lips to his round, freckled nose.

He shuddered at the sensation.

“If anything I love your more with a bit of gray, it’s sexy” You whispered as you kissed his temple

“Oh yeah?” He asked chucking “You think an old man is sexy?”

“Love, I’m the same age as you, do you think I’m old?” You asked as you kissed his cheekbone.

“Of course not!” He said defensively.

He paused and looked at you.

“I’m kinda starting to see your point”

You laughed and and finally kissed his lips deeply.

He moaned softly, bringing his hand up and brushing your hair behind your ear and then rested it on your cheek.

You then moved your legs to straddle his lap.

He brought his hands down and rested them on you bum.

You deepened the kiss by dramatically turning your head, brushing your nose gently across his cheek.

You both parted for air.

You looked in his bright eyes, running your fingers though his hair.

“I guess if you’re such and old man, you won’t be able to fuck me on the kitchen counter.”

His eyes darkened, the same boyish smirk you knew since Hogwarts appeared across his face.

He stood, still holding your bum and carried you over and sat you on the counter, then immediately dipped his head down to collide his lips with yours.

Your fingers were knotted in his locks and his fingers glided under your shirt softly caressing your hips.

You felt his erection growing in his kakis on your thigh.

You brought a hand down and rubbed him through his pants, his mouth causing his breath to hitch.

He pulled from your lips and kissed down your neck, stopping to suck and nibble on your skin.

“Fuck, Fred” You moaned as he found a particularly sensitive spot.

He pulled away causing you to let out a cry, he grabbed both your cheeks with his large hands and looked in your eyes.

“I love you” he whispered, looking desperately at you, as if he were afraid you didn’t feel the same.

You replicated his movements and brought your smaller hands to his cheeks.

“I love you” You repeated.

Fred was satisfied with this and a huge smile grew on his face, his crows feet crinkling as he looked at you.

“Are you going to do something?” You asked raising your eyebrows, your cheeks starting to turn pink at the way he was staring at you.

He let out and chuckle.

“I just still can believe you’re mine”

Before you could answer he kissed you passionately, only parting for a a second for to pull your shirt over your head.

You worked at his magenta, paisley button up shirt that clashed magnificently with his red hair.

He pushed his tongue in your mouth as you slipped his shirt off his shoulders.

He explored fervently as he pulled your jeans down, revealing the tight, black, lacey panties that drove him wild.

He moaned at the sight and before you could, quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled off his pants.

He ran his fingers across your stomach as he pulled away, kissing down you chest then removing your bra, eagerly.

He sucked on your nipples, twirling his tongue causing you to let out a strangled moan.

You reached your hands down and pulled his rock hard erection from his boxers and started to stoke it up and down, feeling the pre cum dribble down your hand.

He groaned and pulled away, tilting his head back.

He slipped two fingers into your panties and felt your warm, wet heat.

“So wet for me” he moaned softly in your ear “Always so wet for me”

He entered his fingers, stretching you out quickly.

You stroked his cock faster causing him to bite his lip.

He pulled his fingers out of you and rubbed your swollen clit, spreading your juices. You writhed, bucking your hips against his fingers.

Then without warning he pulled your panties aside, still wanting to feel them when he fucked you.

You gasped at the cold air hitting you warm core.

You let go of his penis and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Please, Fred” You begged and he rubbed his tip up and down your folds.

He entered, barely filling you, then pulled out, causing you to whine.

He loved to make you beg.

“How much to your want my cock?” He asked, his voice rough in your ear.

“I’ll do anything” you begged, trying to wrap your legs around him to pull him closer.

“Anything? I guess I can’t refuse that.” He stated and shoved into you deeply.

You both groaned loudly, the feeling of this throbbing erection buried deep inside you was like no other.

He gave you open mouth kisses on your neck as he started to thrust in and out slowly.

The pace was agonizing

“H-harder” you stuttered the command, and Fred followed orders immediately.

His pace went faster, and faster.

The sounds of skin slapping and moans of both yours and Fred’s filled the air.

You felt the knot in your stomach growing and you knew you were close. By the look on Fred’s face, he was too.

Then he hit the special place in you that gave you insane pleasure.

You screamed his name as he hit it over and over.

“I’m close, love” he said with staggering breath, his face was heavenly.

“Me too” You squealed.

You clenched around him tightly, you could feel his cock twitch and the sweet sound the left his lips as he finished inside you caused the knot to burst.

Moans fell from your lips as you leaned forward, pressing kisses to his neck and chest as you both rode out your orgasms.

When he pulled out completely, he wrapped his arms around you and pressed your chest to his in a tight hug.

You tangled your fingers in his hair and nestled your nose in his neck.

“I appreciate you a lot, and I don’t know what I’d do without you” he said, muffled from his lips being on your shoulder.

“And I’m excited for that trip” He added.

“Me too” you agreed, humming softly.

“And about that 'anything’ you said you’d do…”

You giggled.

“ Yeah, what about it?”

He looked embarrassed at you, his cheeks turning a bit pink under his freckled skin.

“Could you, um.. swing by mum and dad’s and pick up the rest of that cake?”

You laughed loudly, rolling your eyes your boyish husband.

“I got so mad, I forgot to grab it and it’d be embarrassing going back to get it after I stormed out” he said looking down at you with a small smile.

You pressed a finger to his lips.

“Consider it done.”

briggiicloudsy  asked:

Hi I wanted to thank you for finding that story last time, and like i said i still consider you queen of jikook fics, this time i wanted to know if you can list some of YOUR favorite fics, it doesnt have to be jikook it could be any pairing but i am curious in what stories you like reading. 😄

Anonymous said:
we always ask you for fics of our liking but i wanna know YOUR absolute favorites!! Any genre or au, the ones that really stuck with you

Hello again! I’m glad I could help, and ahhh you really are too kind ♡(⁄ ⁄•⁄ᴗ⁄•⁄ ⁄) But of course I can, here you go! I think I went a little overboard haha, but I hope this will at least keep you both occupied until the comeback (only a few more hours now ahhh) Oh! And there’s a fair amount of jikook on here, but if you wanted more I shared some of my other faves here :)

**JIKOOK**

Title: Don’t Cry Baby
Author: Witch_of_Sweets
Rating: Not Rated
Length: 1–5k words
Genre: Fluff
Summary: Baby!Jimin refuses to let go of Jeon Jungkook.

Title: Etched in Eternity
Author: runkairun
Rating: Teen
Length: 25–50k words*
Genre: Angst, Romance, Fluff
Summary: When Park Jimin’s soulmate died, he made peace with the fact that he had seen the only true love of his young lifetime. Two years later, though, a strange occurrence has him asking a very important question: Can a person only have one soulmate in this life?

Title: Lifetimes Strung Around the Sparrows
Author: parhelions
Rating: Teen
Length: 5–10k words
Genre: Angst, Fluff
Summary: Whether it’s in this universe or the next, Jimin hopes there’s a shore where they can meet again.

Title: Light Up the Dark
Author: LavenderMoon7182
Rating: Teen
Length: 10–15k words
Genre: Angst, Romance
Summary: Jungkook wasn’t all that thrilled when his mother signed him up (without him knowing) to be a volunteer at a local hospital. But then he meets a sickly boy whose smile could light up the darkest of situations. Even his own. Through him Jungkook learns how precious life really is.
Warning: Major character “death”

Title: Nighttime Favors
Author: GeminiSyndrome
Rating: Teen
Length: 10–15k words
Genre: Romance, Fluff
Summary: In which Jimin gets a call from his idiot-of-a-best-friend Taehyung to pick his little brother up from the airport, resulting in one of the strangest yet pleasant nights of his whole life.

Title: Until Then, Sink Slowly
Author: flitter
Rating: Mature
Length: 25–50k words*
Genre: Romance, Smut
Summary: Recovering from post-breakup restlessness leads to rash decisions, like buying a plane ticket to a remote island 5.4k miles away. Like spending ten days with an unsuspecting tour guide. Like maybe falling in love – this time, the right way. (also: the trip to Santorini and a dash of soulmates au that no one asked for)

Title: We Should Meet in Air, Me and You
Author: sunsmiles
Rating: Teen
Length: 25–50k words
Genre: Slow Burn, Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Summary: Ripped of his sun, Jimin finds himself floating in space, alone and aimless. This is a story of rebirth and redemption.

Title: Woo You (Milk)
Author: jeonify
Rating: General Audiences
Length: 5–10k words
Genre: Mutual Pining, Fluff
Summary: they say there are five rings in a successful relationship.

**OTHER PAIRINGS**

Title: The 100-Day Love Challenge (yoonmin)
Author: jeosheo
Rating: Teen
Length: 15–20k words
Genre: Fluff
Summary: For a variety show challenge, Jimin must tell Yoongi every day for 100 days that he loves him. Let’s get this shit started.

Title: A Wonderful Institution (namjin)
Author: bazooka
Rating: Teen
Length: 25–50k words
Genre: Slow Burn, Angst, Humor, Smut
Summary: Kim Seokjin is a wedding caterer. Kim Namjoon is a wedding planner. Both of them think marriage is a societal construct with no place in modern life. Neither of them would know Real Love if it came up to them at a wedding and made a wager.

Title: All of Your Sides are Good (vmin)
Author: knth
Rating: Explicit
Length: 15–20k words
Genre: Mutual Pining, Fluff, Smut
Summary: “I’m serious,” he whispers before slipping into slumber. “You have to do whatever I want. No ifs or buts about it.” It’s Jimin’s birthday and Taehyung has to do whatever he wants. (Or where Jimin doesn’t know what he wants, is what Taehyung wants too.)

Title: Here We Go (This is a Bad Idea) (vmin)
Author: Skittiea
Rating: Explicit
Length: 10–15k words
Genre: Smut
Summary: “What!?” Jimin hadn’t meant to screech the word so loudly – especially with them being in the middle of a café – but he couldn’t help it. He was sure he was hearing things, sure his ears were blocked or faulty because he most certainly did not hear Kim Taehyung just suggest Jimin become a camboy.

Title: Into Life (minjoon)
Author: wingedwhalien
Rating: Mature
Length: 45–50k words
Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut
Summary: Namjoon has never known a life without loneliness. Then he meets Jimin and everything changes. Dance has been the only thing Jimin ever cared about. But with Namjoon everything is different. When Jimin goes missing, Namjoon knows he has to do everything to get him back, not knowing that their hard times are only starting.

Title: Rest Your Head on My Shoulder (minjoon)
Author: jams_and_suga
Rating: General Audiences
Length: 15–20k words
Genre: Slow Burn, Romance, Fluff
Summary: All Jimin wanted was a hug, but fate gave him something better. It gave him Namjoon.

Title: Who is Jimin’s Mystery Bf!! (taegimin)
Author: pansexuall
Rating: Explicit
Length: 25–50k words*
Genre: Humor, Fluff
Summary: In which Jimin accidentally sends a sext to the groupchat, chaos ensues, and a group of very determined boys trys to figure out who exactly that text was meant for.
Note: Polyamory/threesome

**GENERAL**

Title: Pushover
Author: Error401
Rating: Teen
Length: 1–5k words
Genre: Angst
Summary: For his second album, his agency hired a new crew of people for Jimin to work with, because they’d made some money from the first one and could finally afford to get him the support he needed “because he was too stupid to handle it by himself.” Jimin was afraid of them, at first, because the first crew, the one that worked solely for his agency, hadn’t been nice to him, at all.
Note: Part 1 of the “Pushover” series, find the rest here

Title: Welcome Home
Author: sheepishfiction
Rating: Mature
Length: 5–10k words
Genre: Drama, Supernatural Elements
Summary: The sins are doomed to live over and over again as humans until the one time all seven of their lives converge, and maybe - maybe this time they can go home. Being human is a struggle.

I was bought tickets on United by the the organizers of the Juno Live Reading this past weekend. To LA and back to Seattle I had to change planes in SF. ALL FOUR FLIGHTS were overbooked. Completely packed with them begging for volunteers to get be bumped.

I tried to check-in online for the return flight the night before but it wouldn’t show my seat assignment and online check-in was being problematic, so I got to the airport early so I could try and figure out what the problem was.

When I got there and went to the kiosk it said all of the free seats on both LAX-SFO and SFO-SEA planes were taken, even though I had tickets that had been paid for. The only way I could get on the plane was to purchase almost $100 worth of economy plus seats.

When I got to the gate in LAX there was a line at customer service with at least 50-60 disgruntled people waiting in it. They do that shit on purpose. They overbook and make people pay extra. Such a fucking scam.

I never fly United because they are shitty but they were “free” tickets purchased by someone else for me (that I didn’t realize I would end up having to pay for) so I thought “What the hell…one trip…it’ll be fine”. But every single flight had oversold.

Oh yeah, and on two of the flights the flight attendants said they couldn’t pass out drinks and snacks, only water, because of slight turbulence. Hmmmph. Yeah? Or are you just trying to rip people off in every way possible?

By the time I got to Seattle I was reminded why I don’t fly United and will never again.

THEN I hopped online to learn that just a few hours prior another passenger, an Asian doctor, had been beaten bloody and dragged off of his United flight for not giving up the seat he had paid for. I was not surprised in the slightest because United sucks. It’s a racket.

I am just pissed. Holy hell.

Don’t fly United. Fuck United.

I hope they get the shit sued out of them.

*When they first offered vouchers for volunteering to be bumped I thought…hmmmmm…..but then realized I’d have to use them on another United flight and they can go to hell. So, nah.


****EDITED TO ADD A POINT OF REFERENCE - one-way tickets from LAX to SEATAC regularly cost between $80-120. What I was made to pay to get on the plane was the cost of a whole new ticket.

BTS Reaction: Their gf has never left their home country.

Request:  BTS reaction to their foreign girlfriend never being out of her home country? Love ur blog btw ❤️

A/N: This blog loves you too anon! Sorry this took so long to post, stupid internet :( Enjoy! xx

Jin:

Originally posted by jjilljj

It had been a few days since you had spoken to Jin, no matter how many times you’d texted him and attempted to Facetime him, everything on his end seemed cold. You tried not to panic too much, you knew he was busy but at least one text could have reassured you. You started to become frustrated at the lack of effort on his end, scrolling back through your texts, the last one being from a week ago telling him how you’d never been anywhere but your home country. Just as you started typing out a fairly disgruntled text to your boyfriend across the sea, you heard a car beep outside your bedroom. Standing there, smug as you can imagine, was Jin, fanning himself with a passport before nodding towards the car. ‘Let’s go on an adventure’ he’d say before taking your hand and leading you into the back of the car.

Yoongi:

Originally posted by jeonsshi

‘Seriously? You’ve never been anywhere else?’ he’d ask in awe over Skype as you explained to him that home sweet home was getting a little tiresome. He smirked to himself as he started typing rapidly into his studio laptop, humming to himself. ‘Nope, I wish. Maybe someday I’ll be able to come visit you all the way in Korea.’ you chuckled to yourself, your boyfriend feeling even further away than usual through the confines of your laptop. ‘You know I’d love that’ he mumbled, seemingly distracted with whatever he was doing on his laptop. ‘How’s the 22nd of this month? Long enough to get your passport sorted?’ he asked. ‘Yoongi, no I can’t afford it…’ ‘It’s a good thing I can then, isn’t it babe?’ ‘It’s too much!’ you insisted, shaking your head in an attempt to stop an unmoving and stubborn boyfriend. ‘Is it so wrong for me to want to hold my girlfriend? I love you and I want to see you.’ He’d say matter-of-factly, shutting his laptop to prove his point. ‘See you soon baby.’

J-Hope:

Originally posted by chimneytaels

‘Happy Birthday Jagi!’ he’d exclaim over Skype as you held an envelope in your hand that had arrived in the post this morning from Hobi just in time to have it for your big day. ‘Hobi you know you didn’t have to get me anything…’ you said, suddenly feeling shy at your boyfriend’s show of generosity. ‘Oh Jagi it was nothing, just open it already I want to see your reaction!’ He would exclaim jumping up and down in anticipation. ‘Alright, alight!’ you giggled, tearing the envelope open. As soon as you saw what was inside a wave of emotion run you flat, clamping a hand over your mouth to stifle the gasp emerging from your mouth. The plane ticket to Korea stared back at you while Hobi giggled through the speakers of your laptop. ‘Oh Jagi, don’t cry!’ He’d laugh, you still being speechless. ‘Ok so you’re going to come and see me in Korea and from there we’re going to take a little trip to Thailand, that okay with you?’ he’d ask as you nodded so hard you thought your head might fall off. ‘Oh Hobi thank you so much! This is the best gift I could ever ask for, I finally get to see you.’ you gushed, running the ticket through your hands. ‘I’ll see you soon babe’ he’d say before explaining he had to go to practise. The whole build up to your trip he’d send photos of where he’d take you.

Rap Monster:

Originally posted by gukiee

It was nearing Valentines Day and Namjoon had come up with the ingenious idea of taking you to Paris, since you’d never left your home country. Seeing as he spoke English he thought the communication wouldn’t be too difficult and that it would be super romantic to meet somewhere neutral and spend your time together exploring a new country. He would try and learn a few French phrases and words to keep you two safe but other than that he wanted this trip to be spontaneous. On valentines day you saw a package on your front door. In truth you had forgotten all about the occasion, thinking nothing of it normally and especially with your boyfriend across the ocean it wasn’t something you really thought about. Opening the package there was a Mickey Mouse stuffed toy with a note in it’s hands and a ticket. ‘Meet me in Paris? -Joonie x’ you took the envelope in your shaky hands and opened it to see your flight details and hotel details, seeing how hard he’d work to organise this filled you with gratitude, rushing to your phone to call him and thank him.

Jimin:

Originally posted by chimchams

‘Ahahaha what?? You’ve never been anywhere else?’ your phone dinged with your boyfriend Jimin’s text message as you finished up your work. ‘No Jimin, we can’t all be popstars who travel around the world :P’ you’d reply, rolling your eyes at how oblivious yet sweet your boyfriend could be. ‘I know, still, how would you feel about coming on tour with me and the boys?’ You almost knocked your coffee over at that one. Go on tour?? With BTS? Not just to one country but five or six? Was he serious? ‘What??’ you replied, unable to tell if he was joking or not. ‘Well me and the manager have been talking it out for a while now and the boys all think it’s a great idea. I was going to wait until you birthday to ask but we might need more time to get your passport sorted- if you want to come that is :)’ He probably thought you were ignoring him you sat there, slack mouthed for so long. ‘OF COURSE I WOULD ARE YOU KIDDING ME???’ He replied almost immediately; ‘Ahahaha well of course, who wouldn’t want to see me? ;) Love you, maybe I’ll get to see you sooner than we thought xx’

Taehyung:

Originally posted by minimochijimin

Sssshhhh’ Tae would exclaim as he found out you’d never left your home country. He had his hand over the camera of his phone while you were facetiming as apparently they were at a recording studio that didn’t allow cameras. ‘Hey, I need to tell you something’ he’d say, peaking your curiosity. ‘What is it?’ ‘Well…’ he’d say twiddling his fingers idly. ‘…’ you sat there, waiting for Tae to finish his sentence ‘there’s been some new… changes to the WINGS tour…’ he’d say nonchalantly, still not unveiling his phone camera as he dragged out his sentences, keeping you hanging on the edge of every word. ‘What do you mean?? Tae for god’s sake just tell me, you’re killing me here. I can feel myself ageing.’ He giggled at the absurdity of the situation before screaming so loud it hurt ‘WE’RE COMING TO SEE YOU’ he yelled, uncovering the camera to reveal himself and the boys packed inside a minibus, looking exhausted but in good spirits. ‘NO WAY’ you screamed, jumping up and down. ‘We’re taking you back to Korea with us, Y/N, we have this all planned out’ he smirked. ‘See you in an hour’ he said, giving you the kind of smile that melted your heart before hanging up.

Jungkook:

Originally posted by theseoks

Well as far as crappy Birthdays went this took the cake, not that you had one. As the sunset on what had undoubtedly been a shambles of a ‘special day’, your mind couldn’t help but wonder to your boyfriend. Sure he was busy, but had he really forgotten your birthday? You hadn’t heard from him for days and while you weren’t worried, you couldn’t help but feel a little angry at him for neglecting you on your birthday. As you finally gave up on any kind of birthday miracle, you got into your pyjamas before going over to your curtains to close them and call it a night. That was before you saw a balloon float up to your open window with a peice of paper attached to the bottom. You swiped it from the air and upon closer inspection saw the piece of paper was a plane ticket to Korea. Amidst your confusion you saw the note scrawled on the back: ‘Will you be the Jasmine to my Aladdin?’ it read, as the opening bars of A Whole New World began to play from below you. You looked down to see your boyfriend, dressed as Aladdin, holding up his phone and singing the song, grinning up at you with his infamous bunny grin. You ran down the stairs and flung yourself into his arms, him spinning you around and kissing the top of your head. Among all the happy tears and staring at each other to make sure you were really there, you whispered ‘yes, I’ll be your Jasmine.’

Exo Reacts to Your First Trip Together

Baekhyun:

Baekhyun would, despite his usually goofy personality and confidence, be surprisingly nervous. It would be the first time you two would be alone as a couple, finally without the distractions from the rest of the boys. When the trip actually came around, he would talk your ear off out of sheer nervousness; from the time you left the dorms to the final destination, he would go on and on about who knows what. That is, until you finally silenced him with a kiss. With a bashful smile on his face, he would apologize sheepishly before pulling you into a hug, excited to finally be on a trip with the one he loves.

Originally posted by wooyoung

Chanyeol:

Chanyeol would be even more of an excited puppy than usual. He would pack days, possibly even a week in advance, and would not stop talking about how he was “finally gonna spend some quality alone time with my girl!” When you were actually leaving for the trip, he would quite literally be jumping around like an excited puppy. Once you arrived, though, he would have calmed down significantly; he would still be excited, but express it more through sight-seeing and visiting popular tourist attractions. He wouldn’t let go of your hand the whole time.

Originally posted by parkchny

Chen:

Jongdae would play it cool, but would be beyond ecstatic in reality. You’d ask him about things he would want to do while you two are away, but only respond with “all I wanna do is you, babe,” but realistically speaking, would want to do everything ever. He wouldn’t admit that to you, though, not until the actual trip came around. When it did, he would bring up little things he wanted to do, cooly at first, then would finally show you just how excited he was. He would parade around, looking and pointing at everything like a little boy. He’d just be happy he was with you. 

Originally posted by everybodyloveschen

D.O:

Kyungsoo would make it all about you. He would ask you where you wanted to go, what you wanted to do, etc., and base the whole trip off of that. You would ask if he wanted to go somewhere else, but he said he would be happy wherever you were, and that was the whole truth. You could go anywhere and he would be perfectly content, so long as you were beside him the whole time.

Originally posted by junyeol

Kai:

Much like Chanyeol, he would be one excited-ass puppy. He’d be all smiles for weeks preceding the trip, excitedly spewing out possible places you could go, things you could do and how much fun you both would have. Jongin wouldn’t be nervous until the trip actually came around, provided it was your first trip alone together, but even then, he would still be more excited than anything; not for the trip alone, but more for the fact that it was with you. 

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Tao:

Tao would act very nonchalant about the entire thing, leaving all of the details up for you to decide. He wouldn’t be rude or lazy with the planning, but he would make it all about you, much like Kyungsoo. His calm facade would eventually dissipate and he would show just how excited/nervous/scared he really was. He would want everything to be perfect for you, and panicking in the off chance that it wasn’t. With a few reassuring kisses from you, though, he would realize that you were happy either way. 

Originally posted by lil-duckling

Kris:

Kris wouldn’t display his excitement as much as the others for the sole reason to be cool, but you saw right through his facade. You knew he was ecstatic for your first trip together, and you would often tease him about it. Knowing him, he would attempt to brush it off and deny anything that you teased him about, though you were 100% right. When you were actually on your trip, you would take him to places you knew he wanted to visit and crack up when he would try to hide his excitement but fail. At the end of the day, he would admit that he loved spending time with you and he was really glad that he was able to, even admitting (surprisingly) that he would never be too cool to be with you. 

Originally posted by i-growl-growl-growl

Luhan:

Luhan, much like Jongdae, would play it cool. He’d be very nonchalant with making the decisions, saying “whatever you want to do, baobei” or phrases of the sort whenever you asked him about the trip. But despite his careless attitude about it, he would plan out activities at different tourist locations that he knew you wanted to visit. While you were there, he would spoil you absolutely rotten. He would buy you anything you wanted, even if you didn’t vocalize it. He wouldn’t mind it of course; seeing you happy was all he needed to care about.

Originally posted by meiren-menglu

Sehun:

Sehun, being the sassy one he is, would jokingly try to make the trip all about himself. You didn’t really mind at first in the planning stages of the trip because you want him to enjoy it just as much as you do, but with his sassiness, you thought it was getting to be ridiculous. But little did you know, he was planning the trip in your favor behind your back. He had already purchased the plane tickets in secret, reserved all of the hotels and whatnot, despite picking arguments on purpose as to where he wanted to go. He would reveal the surprise while you two were actually on the plane (somehow he was able to psych you out on the plane tickets, don’t ask me how) and revealed that he was kidding all along. After the initial shock wore off, as well as the pain in his shoulder in which you caused from punching him, you would hug him as well as the plane seats would allow, looking forward to spending time with your fantastic yet problematic boyfriend. 

Originally posted by wooyoung

Lay: 

Much like Kyungsoo, Yixing would tailor your first trip to be all about you. He would buy plane tickets to wherever you wanted to go despite your protests that “you need to have a say too, Xing,” but he would always respond with “my say is whatever you choose, baobei.” He would be so sweet and selfless, making sure that you weren’t bored at all times. You would take him to places where you knew he wanted to go for a change despite his own protests, but he honestly would be happy anywhere, so long as you were there to experience it with him.

Originally posted by yixinginmotion

Suho:

Poor Junmyeon would be so adamant on making your first trip together absolutely perfect that he wouldn’t realize he’s literally driving himself mad. He would be so adorably frantic, you couldn’t help but laugh. His panic would last all throughout the planning stages of the trip and even trail into the trip itself, but you would finally calm him down with lots of hugs and reassuring, that nothing could go wrong with how much he has prepared. Junmyeon would take your word for it and finally loosen up, realizing that he would have more fun with you regardless if it went well or not.

Originally posted by britamin-graphics

Xiumin:

Minseok would undoubtedly be very enthusiastic about finally being alone with you for the first time. Even if you went somewhere close by, he would be more than happy, just to get away from the rest of the boys for a while. You two would plan everything out together, even choosing some of the restaurants that you both wanted to dine at beforehand. A trip with him would be very laid-back and relaxing, which is just what you two need, so long as you two are together.

Originally posted by dayafterdae


cheesy, i know. im tired and i have school tomorrow. dont judge, yall.

-K

anonymous asked:

okay but please also consider: Yuuri coaching Minami and Victor coaching Yuri. They end up being potrayed as "rival teams" by the media but its all just ridiculous flirty banter between Victor and Yuuri which gets more and more suggestive every time they meet at competitions (meanwhile Yuri is screaming that they are the worst coaches ever)

Okay, Nonny, trust me. I have considered it. I have thoroughly, thoroughly considered it.

Basically:

–Vicchan never died, and Yuuri didn’t screw up the Sochi GPF. BUT ALSO drunk banquet shenanigans did not occur, and so Viktor never came to him, and they basically just turned into competitors for a few years (more on that later). Because of this, Yurio took longer to figure himself out, get invested in the Seniors, and possibly had a minor injury that set him back, etc. In the meantime, Minami finally hits his growth spurt. Three years later, and we have the start of this AU: Yurio’s 18, Minami is 20, and Yuuri has just retired at 27 and been asked (ahem: begged) by Minami to coach him. Yakov is trying to transition his students over to prep for his own retirement, so he tests out the idea of Viktor coaching Yurio (Lilia smacks him in the head for thinking this is at all a Good Plan). Both Minami and Yurio are the hot favorites for the gold.

–Minami spends half of practice at Ice Castle Hasetsu drooling over his idol, Yuuri, and Yuuri spends most practices with his face in his hands because Minami hasn’t forgotten a single factoid about him since he became a skater when he was 12. “Minami, no, you shouldn’t reference that skate, that was my dark past!” “Coach! Sir! My lord!” “Please don’t call me that.” “Didn’t you win gold at Worlds that year?” “Okay, I did, but–”

–At the beginning, Viktor spends half of practice “subtly” needling at Yurio to see how far he can push him and to try to grant him some humility, while simultaneously sending him on what Yurio likes to call BS Spiritual Quests. “How is babysitting Makkachin supposed to make me a better skater?” “Makkachin is the dog of a champion, Yurio, if you have to ask then clearly you are not a talented enough skater to understand. Also, I’ll be back at midnight! Watch this choreography video while I’m gone!”  

–Hot Springs on Ice still happens after Minami releases a video of him and Yuuri skating side by side to Stammi Vicino. ”That bastard thinks he can do MY COACH’S ROUTINE?” Yakov blows a gasket. “Have you seen this, Viktor, your student’s run off to Japan! Control him!” “Oh no,” says Viktor cheerfully. “Don’t worry, Yakov, I’ll be responsible and go collect him.” Yurio bought the plane ticket with Viktor’s credit card, which he miraculously found lying out on Viktor’s front room table. Viktor definitely spent the last week playing the viral video on repeat to an increasingly aggravated Yurio. “What a surprise, ending up here!” He announces to Hiroko upon arrival, and flips open his trip itinerary on his phone to ask for her opinions. “You’ll never believe who showed up!” Minami exclaims to Yuuri, who frantically drags him into one of the onsen’s bathrooms and keeps him there for an hour.

–After Hot Springs on Ice, the media gets really amped up about the rivalry between Minami and Yurio. Minami does not realize it’s meant to be a furious rivalry, and excitedly shows numerous hungry reporters pictures of him and Yurio from their Juniors days. “Yeah, we’ve skated together since forever!” “BLOODY SKATING RIVALRY IS SIX YEARS IN THE MAKING,” the papers scream. Yurio, to deal with his Viktor-inspired anger, is often caught kicking over tables and flinging objects. “RUSSIA’S PRODIGY CAN’T CONTROL HIS FIERY PASSION OVER THE RIVALRY!” Eventually, they drag the coaches into it too, especially after Viktor and Yuuri make searing eye contact for a solid twenty minutes during Skate America. “COACHES JOIN BROILING RIVALRY BETWEEN PLISETSKY AND KENJIROU! OLD HATRED FLARES UP!” By the time the NHK trophy rolls around, it is downright ridiculous. “PLISETSKY FIRES HIMSELF UP BY COMING TO WATCH BITTER RIVAL, KENJIROU, IN THE NHK TROPHY!” This part is true. Kind of. “NIKIFOROV AND KATSUKI RUN OFF TOGETHER AFTER COMPETITION, PROBABLY TO… FISTFIGHT IN THE PARKING LOT!” Well, there were certainly bruises that developed after that encounter, so the media’s not totally wrong.

–By the GPF, there has been a slow realization among certain internet groups. “Look at how Katsuki and Nikiforov behaved around each other during their last few years of competition,” posts Katsudominate14 on Tumblr. This is accompanied by a flurry of screenshots of them together. “Are they holding hands in this one?” Meanwhile, Otabek is the only one that’s heard a whisper of the other developing issue with the ‘rivalry.’ I HATE HIS GUTS, is typically how Yurio’s text messages start. Look at his stupid face in this stupid interview! He’s so cheerful! Who the hell does he think he is to compliment my skating like that? He makes me want to throw him on the ground! And straddle him! And yell into his face from two inches away! Finally Otabek sighs, and sends Yurio a playlist in response. This is for when you finally get him alone and start making out with him. Yurio doesn’t respond for twenty minutes. Crap, he texts, I like him

–After the GPF, when Yurio’s got his gold medal in hand and silver winner Minami is excitedly engaging him in competition about Worlds, Yurio yanks him around by his medal and yells “you’d better dance with me at the banquet!” Minami thinks being pulled around is surprisingly fun. They do dance at the banquet, but this is overshadowed by the media catching a picture of a tipsy Viktor and Yuuri kissing in the corner. When Yurio is questioned, he goes a bright, furious red and hollers “I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT THOSE IDIOTS! THEY’VE BEEN FLIRTING ALL SEASON! I AM A GOLD MEDALIST! Ask me about skating!” When Minami is questioned, he curls up his cute little nose and laughs, “Oh, you didn’t know? Coach’s liked him since he started skating; Viktor was his inspiration.” Minami is Katsuki Yuuri’s number 1 fan. Nothing gets past him.

–The “rivalry” is disbanded. Yuuri and Minami start training in Russia the next year.

Originally posted by whoweareintimeandspace

Ahhh, geez. I’d have to actually put more thought into this. But thanks for asking, Nonny! SO MUCH FLIRTY BANTER, you are right!!

BEYOND THE PALE | Prof!Seb x Reader – Part 4

Originally posted by little--batman

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A/N: Sorry about the wait, university is crazy right now! Hope it was worth it though :)

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You walked back to your apartment sluggishly, your heels scraping along the pavement as you did so. The beginnings of fall were starting to settle in early as you noticed that one of the trees on your walk was starting to have it’s leaves change color. You couldn’t even be excited about the approach of your favorite season with your mind racing a million places a minute. The walk back to the house you and Chloe shared took almost double the amount of time it usually did.

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YURIO - YURI ON ICE META - Yuri Plisetsky and His Crush on the Other Yuri?

Recently, I saw an interview from Kubo-sensei which suggests Yurio might have a crush on Yuri. I had been thinking the same thing for a while, but it wasn’t until I saw this and yuuriyurio-plisetsky’s meta that I decided to get these thoughts out on paper. So here is my contribution to the Yuri Plisetsky meta!

I’m going to dare to say that Yurio noticed Yuuri before Viktor did.

We’re taking this from the top. Back into history when Yurio was a wee lad. Now, Yuuri is 8 years older than Yurio, so that means he’s probably been in the senior division of competitive skating for most of Yurio’s skating career. I believe that Yurio has admired Yuuri for a long time, the same way Yuuri admired Viktor when he was young.

Why would little Russian Yurio even notice a Japanese figure skater, who didn’t even make GPF until 23? Well, because they have the same name. That alone would have drawn Yurio’s attention. He even makes a point to emphasize that when they first meet and to make sure Yuuri knows who he is.

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Commissions are Open

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hey guys!! I’m opening commissions to help raise money for getting to cons. My biggest goal atm is to get to AX to meet some of my online friends but so far the trip is sounding expensive (plane ticket, AX ticket, hotel fees, recreation and food) Rather than ask my parents to pay for the entirety of the trip, I’m taking commissions to try to pay as much as i can myself TvT I’d love it if you guys could buy a commission from me or boosted this around. tysm guys <33

tl;dr i need to raise money to get to AX, please buy a commission or reblog this tysm!

If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask me! Send me a message if you are interested.

jikook smut

(brb drowning myself)

As You Are

Author: jonghyunslisterine ( 2/2 | E | 19019 )

Jungkook’s looking for a model for his Shibari exhibition. Jimin just needs some money.


You’ve Got Time

Author: PlayGamesWithTheSmoke ( 3/? | M | 19576 )

Park Jimin. A young escort and assassin, is sentenced to 20 years imprisonment.

He never was one to stay out of trouble.

*chokes on holy water* part 2


Pink Lemonades, Tattoos And I Love You’s

Author: sunrr ( 25/25 | T | 123716 )

Jimin had his summer all planned out, until he was forced to go to his grand mother’s house in Busan.
He thought his summer was going to be boring and long,

until he met Jeon Jungkook.


Constraint

Author: Harlot ( 1/1 | E | 40166 )

Jungkook is young and he is more acquainted with confusion and poor-decision-making than he’d like to admit. Despite being only 19 years old, he sometimes argues that he’s been through and seen some shit. He is never sure where he’s going to end up and he’s not entirely sure what kind of future is waiting for him. He is often not sure of a lot but he is certain—absolutely certain—that he’s not gay.


Open Your Heart, I’m Coming Home

Author: DeadpanSnarker ( 7/7 | M | 85989 )

It is about time Jungkook and Jimin put down their cameras and looked at everything with the walls let down; it is about time they both saw things without any addendums.
Little did Jimin know that this is the story of the one time when his heart doesn’t choose wrong—as few reassurances as existed. Little did Jungkook know that it is such a fine line between trying to make a wound scar-over, and inadvertently reopening that wound—as little harm as intended.
Still, who would have thought it would take two tragedy-laced tattoos, one back-when photograph, and one double-edged short-film to fix two broken hearts—to bring them together.

tHE PLOT IS SO GOOD ??


Floating Comfortably

Author: KookieChim ( 1/1 | E | 4817 )

Jimin has never hated an inflatable pool toy in his life as much as he has now.

But hey, he grows to love it.

Or Jikook fuck on an inflatable pool toy because those fluffy summer package pictures of them made me think not so fluffy things


Nothing like us

Author: Soft_Hobi ( 5/? | T | 9742 )

Depressed and broken hearted Jungkook is dragged out for the night by his best friend Taehyung. What he didn’t expect was to see the very face that he has been spending the past year trying to forget, he also didn’t expect the effect that Park Jimin still had on him.

i’m so angry


Tulips, Coffee and Cinnamon

Author: jumgguk ( 1/1 | E | 4950 )

Sometimes, Jimin smelled like the grey beaches of Busan.

Sometimes, Jimin smelled like home.

i’m literally ripping my hair out


Date Night

Author: happyhobi ( 1/1 | E | 1614 )

Jimin and Jungkook’s date night takes a turn when the theatre’s bathrooms are out of order.


It’s You!

Author: hato96 ( 8/? | M | 45129 )

Who knew his rude, disrespectful, jerk ass roommate ties everything around him together? And that includes tying his heart down too.
Jimin finds that sometimes the universe works in very creative ways.


at last, you’re mine

Author: sweetmxchi ( 1/1 | E | 3815 )

With Yoongi out of town, Jungkook finally got the courage to do what he had been dying to since the party where him and Jimin had met.


Private Show

Author: lokisasylum ( 1/1 | E | 4665 )

“What do I get if I win?”
“Eh?”
“Lets make a bet.”
“Now?”
“Yes, now.” Jungkook affirmed, tapping a finger on a random card without turning it. “What do you say, hyung? Unless you’re afraid you’ll lose, that is.”

Jimin pursed his lips together. Of course he’d never back down from a challenge and the thought of getting his way as a reward was even more exiting. Especially if it came from Jungkook.


until then, sink slowly

Author: flitter ( 6/? | M | 35013 )

Recovering from post-breakup restlessness leads to rash decisions, like buying a plane ticket to a remote island 5.4k miles away.

Like spending ten days with an unsuspecting tour guide.

Like maybe falling in love – this time, the right way.

(also: the trip to Santorini and a dash of soulmates au that no one asked for)


ALSO, EXO JUST DROPPED A TEASER AND WHERE IS LAY !?!12?

If Only for a Little While

You and Finn have been separated due to him being on tour. You guys talk, but that’s just not enough. Luke and Karl, tired of Finn complaining help you see him. 

A/n- This was requested by @nickysmum1909 OC is female. Let me know if you want to be on the tag list. 


You sighed as this was the first full month of being away from Finn. He could usually find time to come see you, but recently it’s been crazy. He had just gotten back and then they did a Europe tour. 

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Requested Imagine: I wanted to request an imagine with Grayson, it could be something fluff. Anonymous

“I didn’t even know. Grayson, why didn’t you tell me?” you ask after finishing watching the twins’ new video. You knew they’d been down lately but not that it was this serious.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t want to burden you with more so I kind of hid it from you,” he says hiding his face in the crook of your neck. You close the laptop and place it on the table before giving him a massive hug. 

“You are the love of my life, Grayson Bailey Dolan. You could never be a burden. Tell me when things get this bad. I want to be there for you.” He nods giving you a silent promise. After knowing him for five years you can read every signal he gives out. But apparently not as well as you thought.

“We should go back to Jersey,” you say with a smile catching Grayson’s attention. 

“We could visit your family and go to our spot,” you say kissing his lips softly. Your spot isn’t even anything special. It’s the roof of his parents’ house. But it’s where you had your first kiss, your first make up after your first argument. It’s special to the two of you. It doesn’t take more than that to convince Grayson and of course Ethan wants to come too. 

“I love you,” you say hugging Ethan tightly. You’ve always been close with both the twins and you hate seeing any of them in pain. He returns the hug and when he walks over to books plane tickets you swear he walks a little lighter than before. It only takes two days to get the trip organized and soon enough you’re standing in front of the twins’ childhood home. In some ways it’s still their home even though they have their place in LA. 

“We’re here,” you say taking Grayson’s hand. The night is over too quickly and as you climb up the stairs after dinner you feel good. Being back here is like being home for you too. Grayson and Ethan’s family has always been like your second family. 

“You up?” you ask knocking lightly on Grayson’s door. He’s lying on his bed but gets up when you enter. 

“It’s a beautiful night,” he says making you smile. It really is a beautiful night. He grabs you by the hand and takes you to the roof. The first time you came up here you were terribly scared to fall down. Now you don’t even think about it. 

“This is what I needed,” Grayson says putting his arm around you. Leaning your head on his shoulder you look up at the stars. 

“I love you, Grayson.” The words roll of your tongue almost instinctively. 

“I love you, too.”

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The Meme and His Tutor

Part 25: Their First Skype Date

Co-written with @tragicshadows

Recommended Song: Serendipity by BTS

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Summary:

It’s been a week since the “scandal” and things seem to be settling into place.

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 2613

Length: 25/?

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