girl in her underwear

It’s the best feeling in the world being lay in bed with her, there’s nothing quite like it. I’ve never before felt comfortable around someone like I do with her, you know it’s meant to be when someone makes you feel that way even right from the beginning. I am so in love with her.
- C

“Growing Up a Winchester”  Sam/Dean x Sister Reader

Word Count: 3,867

Sam and Dean Winchester x Sister Reader, some Castiel x Reader

Summary: While on a long road trip to a hunt, you reminisce about your memories growing up with your brothers, from the best ones, to the worst, to the most awkward.

Warnings: Mentions of death, language, angst, light smut between Cas and the reader

Flashbacks are in italics.

Originally posted by whoeveryoulovethemost

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You’re sitting in the backseat of the impala, looking out the window at the scenery. Dean, of course, is driving, and Sam is sitting on the passenger side, sleeping. You have a hard time sleeping in the car, so on long car trips like this, you have a hard time. Thankfully, Dean is usually always awake as well, and serves as your entertainment.

Growing up as the youngest Winchester sibling was not always fun and games, especially being a teenage girl. As much as your brothers love you, they know absolutely nothing about teenage girls. You more often than not felt like you were raising yourself, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. Your brothers are your rock, and you would never leave them.

You can barely remember the first time you’d met Dean. Your dad, John, had gotten your mother pregnant and throughout the first four years of your life, he was very in and out of your life. He’d only show up at your house once a year, normally on your birthday. He’d call on holidays, but you were too young to hold a conversation. A little after your fourth birthday, your mother had passed away from cancer. You had nothing and no one else, and your dad John came to your rescue.

“Hey, kiddo.” John had told you, picking you up from the hospital. He looked tired, the bags underneath his eyes more prominent than you had ever seen them.

“Hi.” You say quietly. You didn’t really know what was going on. All you knew was that your mommy was in a better place and you were going to live with your dad. You remember being nervous, because to you, your dad was like a stranger. You knew nothing about him.

“Do you have your stuff? You’re comin’ to stay with me and your brother, Dean. Dean’s excited to meet you, you know.”

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Breaking the rules

THIS IS PART 2 FOR I DONT PLAY BY THE RULES

Pairing: Peter parker x reader

Summary: Peter and reader get paired up on a project together, while studying together reader might find out Peter’s identity and things get steamy between them.

Word count: 2265

warnings: makeout, swearing?

Hope you guys enjoy!

Part 1  Part 3

Masterlist

Originally posted by winter-hunters

Next day Peter was going crazy. He had in fact made out with the girl of his dreams, and she had kissed him first! He arrived to school with the biggest puppy smile in his face, which was not dismissed by Ned, who immediately dragged him to an empty hallway.

“Please tell me you talked to her”

“Even better”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, she- umm- well, we might have kissed”

“Badass”

As they headed towards Chemistry class Peter kept replaying last night’s events in his head. Would it be too soon to go back to yours today? He wanted to talk to Y/n more, and the kisses were always a bonus. He looked for her in the crow, when he finally spotted Y/n he  gave her his brightest smile, the one he had been saving just for her.

However Y/n looked, confused? When she saw him she looked kind of surprised and pleased as she waved her hand at him. He lifted his own hand ready to wave back, wondering why would she look surprised? They had made ou- Crap, crap crap crap!

Peter stopped his hand from weaving and quickly look somewhere else as he realized. Of course she would look surprised! She doesn’t know who was behind the mask! Peter kept his gaze in the floor as he made his way to the classroom. With her sitting in the front at least he wouldn’t be discover staring at Y/n.

The class went by rapidly, with Peter paying none to little attention, at least until the final minutes when the teacher made an announcement.

“Class as you know we will be making the final project on pairs, which I will assign, so stop looking at Mr. Parker, Mr Leeds. It’s due by the end of the week so you better start working now.”

Peter zoned out until he heard his name being called once again by the teacher.

“Mr Parker will be working with Ms. Stark”

The teacher continued calling the pairs, however Peter couldn’t seem to focus anymore. He was working with Y/n? He could barely look at you without blushing, how was he going to talk to you?

Being so distracted he didn’t notice people leaving the classroom, apparently class was over. He saw Ned leaving the classroom as well, giving the boy a thumbs up as he noticed that Y/n was not gone, she was approaching Peter, with one of her classic smiles.

“Hey Peter”

“Hey- I umh- hey”

Peter control yourself! This is your chance to talk to her, at least without the suit.

“Well, I was thinking that maybe we should work on the project at my place, you know my dad will be happy  to see you”

What? How does she know Mr. Stark and him now each other? Does she also know he is spiderman?

“You know since you have the Stark Internship and all”

Right. The Stark Internship. He almost forgot about that too.

“Sooo, my place at 7? You should stay for dinner as well.”

The boy could only manage a nod before the girl turned around and exited the room, leaving him alone. Great, he thought, I really am nothing without my suit, I can’t even talk to her!

Tonight will be a long night.

Peter had been a nervous wreck during the whole day, so when school was over he went to the first alley he could find and changed into his spiderman suit. He had some hours to kill before going to the Avenger’s tower.

Time flied as he stopped robberies and helped a girl get her cat back from a tree. When he finally checked his phone it was 7:10 already! He went back to the alley and changed into his usual clothes, shoving the suit into his backpack and hurrying towards her home.

Mr. Stark was waiting for him as the elevator doors opened. He welcomed him with a smile as he took his shoulder with his hand and guided him towards the kitchen.

“Welcome kid! You know where everything is, so make yourself at home.”

“Thank you Mr. Stark”

“Just remember that my daughter is off limits for everybody, and that includes you”

This time his tone had been more serious and he was staring right at Peter’s eyes, like he could tell what had happened yesterday. Peter felt terrible, Mr. Stark had helped him so much and gave him his suit! He didn’t want to lie to the man!

However this thoughts were quickly erased as he saw Y/n entering the room. She was wearing a beautiful sundress that made her legs look longer. Mr. Stark cleared his throat next to Peter, probably to stop him from checking out his daughter.

“Remember the rules Peter! And Y/n, don’t you think that dress is too short”

“Dad stop it! We are just workin on a chemistry project! We’ll be in my room okay”

“Listen to me young lady, that door stays wide open!Dinner will be ready at 8!”

Y/n rolled her eyes as she took his arm and leaded the way towards her room, answering with a “Whatever dad” before closing the door.

“I’m sorry about that, he is just really protective”

“Yeah sure- don’t worry”

The both stood in the entrance of the room until she moved towards her couch, the same he had been on yesterday. He blushed at the memory and tried to think of something else before his pants go too tight. He followed her, sitting next to her as they talked about their project.

“So I was thinking we should do something related to DNA maybe? Like how it can change and stuff. I don’t really know it was just and idea-”

“No yeah, I like it, we should do that”.

The girl got up and brought her laptop to the couch so they could gather information together. Peter found it had to focus on the project when he could catch a glance at the hickeys on her neck, but he managed. About 20 minutes later they had gather enough information to at least get started on the actual presentation.

“Peter you’ve got a pencil I can borrow?”

“Yeah, just let me get my backpack”

“Where is it?”

“I leaved it by the door”

“I’ll go get it”

With those final words she stood up and headed towards the door looking for said pencil. Peter stayed alone for a while, waiting for her to come back. She was taking a while, maybe she couldn’t find it? As he was standing up to find the girl he saw her come back empty handed, but with a wide smile.

Her hair was now in a ponytail, and he could clearly see the hickeys from last night. Also, had her dress gotten shorter? It was barely covering her legs anymore, and he had to remind himself to look somewhere else before she noticed his drooling.

“Did you find it?”

“Yeah, but it doesn’t matter anymore. I was thinking we should get a break, you know, talk and stuff. Get to know each other”

Why did everything reminded him of last night? He got a big dejavu as the girl seated next to him but this time it was only to take his hand and lead him to her bed, seating down on it, with her back on the header as he took the place next to her, facing each other.

“Mmmh- so, what would you like to know?”

“Tell me about your Stark Internship Peter, it’s kinda funny how we’ve never runned into each other in the tower, since you spend so much time here.”

“Well I just- I stay mainly at the labs you know? And help your dad with stuff”

“So you spend a lot of time with my dad?”

“Kinda”

Peter was growing more and more nervous. The girl hadn’t stopped looking at him while biting her lip. Was she doing it on purpose? Did she know about his crush? He wanted to be the one biting those pink lips. Her hand traveled from her leg to her neck, stroking it while making small moans, claiming she was hurt. The noises distracted Peter as he tried his best not to get a hard on. Why was she doing this? Did she enjoyed to get guys in her room and seduce them?

“You must know the Avengers then”

“I’ve met them a couple times”

“Even Spiderman?”

Where was she going with these? Did she wanted to see Spider Man again? Maybe that was why she was asking about him, trying to seem nice to Peter so he would give him some info.

“I’ve talk to him a couple times”

“Well, I’ve been wanting to give him a  secret message, could you do that for me?”

The girl had gotten closer than before, taking Peter’s arm and stroking it, going up and down, while her other hand was on his shoulder, holding them close. She leaned into his ear as she whispered.

“You should tell him to hide better his suit”

She pushed back a little, just enough to catch Peter’s lip into a kiss. What even? Oh shit, she must have found the suit on my backpack! Well, he couldn’t really argue as she kept kissing him. How come she always surprised him? The boy refused to get left behind as he finally bit into the girl’s lip, making her open her mouth for his tongue to get in.

The girl got up and she straddled his hips, making them both whine at the contact. He got his mouth to hers once again while he took her legs into his hands. This time he could touch a little bit further. He slid his hand up and down, placing them in the back of her tights as he brought her closer to him.

He finally let go of the girls mouth as he headed towards her neck, sucking and biting at the same spot, leaving it even redder than before. He could hear her soft moaning right next to his ear as he slid a bit of her dress to kiss her collarbone. Meanwhile the girl had began unbuttoning his shirt, stroking his stomach as well, getting way to close at the band of his boxers. He could feel his pants getting a little too tight.

Did she feel the same? He wanted to touch as well, but he didn’t want to scare her off. He got his hands off from her thighs going for her waist instead, however the girl had other plans. She seemed to notice his thoughts as she took his hand and placed it under her dress once again.

“Don’t think too much Peter”

She went back to kissing him as the boy gather enough courage to move his hand upwards. He brushed his fingers slightly at the fabric of her underwear, making the girl throw back her head as she let out a series of whimpers, this time louder than before.

“Peter do it again”

With some new gained confidence the boy move his fingers once again against the fabric where he guessed was her clit, stroking it, making the girl even wetter than before.

Y/n started moving her hips along with his fingers, trying to get more friction, until she finally got his hand off her and she seated in his lap. The contact of his dick and her clit made them both let out groans a as they moved their hips in unison.

“Peter”

She continued to moan his name in his ear. If she kept on doing that he would be in a very sticky situation very soon. Peter tried to get back on her neck and maybe slide the other strap off her shoulder when a voice interrupted him.

“Peter better have some clothes on before I get in!”

Fuck, Mr Stark! He had completely forgotten about him. Both teenagers stared wide eyes at each other as her father entered the room, without giving them time to fix themselves.

She quickly got off him as he buttoned up his shirt and adjusted his pants. The last thing he wanted was for Mr. Stark to see he got the hots for his daughter. She tried to fix their hair but was stopped as her father stormed into the room.

“Are you serious kid? I welcomed you into my house, into my team! and this is how you thank me?”

Peter looked down at this words. He couldn’t believe he had gotten Mr. Stark down. He probably hated him

“Dad stop it! It was my fault!”

“How could it be your fault?”

“I kissed Peter okay? I just really like him” ay/n shrugged her shoulders and looked at Peter as she said this words. It was true, she really did like him and his dorky side.

“I’m really sorr-”

“I gave you one single rule, stay away from her, and you go and do the exact opposite!” Y/n’s father closed his eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “We’ll have a long talk in a moment, if you are gonna be dating my daughter we must settle some rules first, but now let’s get down for dinner, We’ll talk later kiddo.”

Mr. Stark finally left the room. Y/n looked at Peter as she said.

“Sooo, we dating now?”

“I’d love to”

The girl smiled at Peter before taking his hand, leading the way towards the kitchen.

“Did you really break my father’s rules?”

As he stared at her he realised she looked perfect with her messy hair, swollen lips and her hand interlocked with his.

“Well, I learned from the best”

tags: @mellowmew20 , @harrysbbby , @twdpansy, @raindancer2004 , @redrebelgaming , @herbeautifuldarkness , @trinityjadec , @aimeepeeps , @fandomingforever , @sylviestars , @julesimba , @netzoflix , @deanwinchesterisnotonfire , @settlebackeasy , @eabha-no , @anthonystoner , @this-is-not-an-inspirational-url , @llamazarecoolaf , @icat8 , @marveldirewolf

SPECIAL S/O TO @nutmeg030 FOR LISTENING TO MY RAMBLING AND MAKING THIS SECON PART POSSIBLE! I love youuuu!

Thank you so much to everyone!

Like I Do | Enoch O’Connor X Reader

English isn’t my first language, so please excuse any mistakes.

A/N: I don’t even know.

Characters: movie!Enoch/fem!reader. Jacob is mentioned.

Warnings: Smut.

Word Count: 1912 words.

(Y/N) couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen a new person since she’d arrived in Miss Peregrine’s loop, she’d grown used to the routine, and Jacob’s arrival was a big deal for her, in a good way. The girl was grateful to see a new face among her friends.

As soon as she saw him, she felt tempted to start a friendship with him, and that was exactly what she did, spending the rest of the afternoon with him and Emma, even if the girl had to have gone to help someone with something, leaving Jacob and (Y/N) walking in the garden while they talked. The girl didn’t think that much could come of it, at least until she got into her boyfriend’s room, Enoch.

It wasn’t hard to realize that something was wrong, from the moment she stepped on her feet she noticed that he seemed to be ignoring her presence there, making the girl frown. He was sitting on his bed, staring at the floor, as if it was a super interesting thing. What was that about?

“Hey.” she said, slowly approaching him. Enoch slowly lifted his head toward her, pretending to realize only now she had entered the room.

“Oh (Y/N), to what do I owe the honour of your visit?” he asked, his voice revealing the obvious anger he felt at the moment. “Wouldn’t you rather be snogging that Jacob kid?”

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Some of the things I’ve dealt with while working retail:
  • Someone licking clothes then complaining about germs
  • A person was arrested by three cops while I was working on his transaction right in front of me
  • This guy stole a TV and computer monitor and when we wouldn’t return it he took it outside and lit it on fire
  • A girl told me she had her underwear in her pocket for no reason
  • A woman was looking through her purse for something and when she had trouble finding it she shoved her child into my arms telling me to hold her
  • A guy told me he was lactating and then said he was raised by nuns in the same sentence
  • An older woman spoke to me on the phone for five minutes about cheese
  • I had a customer tell me I looked like I like my hair pulled then saw him with his wife and kids the next day
  • I’ve received money smelling like cigarettes or weed, with burn holes, and there was one covered in blood (had to put it in a bag so it didn’t contaminate anything)
  • A manager allowed a customer to return a half eaten turkey with all of the fixings around it
  • Had a customer pass out and hit her head against my counter because she was so high
  • We had a guy huff a can of air and pass out in the toy department
  • My manager had a customer say he liked her hair then reached over the counter and grabbed it
  • I had to Id a guy for alcohol and he didn’t have his id but he had his birthdate tattooed in huge font across his back and ripped off his shirt to show me (it didn’t work)
  • There’s more but these are the ones I just remember right now
in light of recent events

here’s my great comet experience from 6/15/17
GREAT COMET NOTES (this is like a month after I saw it and I didn’t know it when I saw it so I prolly missed everything)

•the outside of the theatre before you go in looks like a war bunker there’s torn up posters and everything!!!
•we technically had the worst seats in the house and we got no interactions but it’s ok
•I think sumayya has our section but I’m not sure?
•no pierogis I was depressed
•they were playing korobeiniki it was lit
•gelsey was walking around pre show what a bean
•I forgot who came up to us for the safety announcement but whoever you are I love you!!
•"keep all things out of the aisles! bags, programs, children, i don’t know"
•"repeat offenders shall be sent to Siberia"
•THE FUCKING R A I D SIRENS TO START THE SHOW I HAD A HEART ATTACK
•you can’t rlly see pierre @ the beginning from my seats he’s blocked by the chandeliers
•speaking of lighting the lights on the end tables brighten and dim with the music it’s great
•during prologue everyone has a pose that’s usually “raise hand dramatically and take a shot” but dolokhov’s was fist pumping???
-azudi was in for nick and he was so good but very different from what I’ve seen of nick
-his voice lowkey reminds me of taye diggs tbh
•Josh’s pierre? Wow. you can see his facial expressions from the rear mezz legit
•the end aaaaaAAAAAAAAA at pierre? art
•grace McLean has SUCH stage presence
-she’s like lowkey mean to sonya????
•denee was a lil bit quiet but it was prolly a mic problem
•I forgot that sonya and natasha were cousins and proceeded to lowkey ship them for the majority of the show ngl
•ok bolkonsky is literally terrifying sorry guys
•people enjoy me though got laughs (he awkwardly stares at part of the banquettes it’s very weird i love it)
•the where are my glasses bit I almost had a fuckin panic attack
•also Paul pinto is bolkonskys servant here and it’s hilarious but also.
-when he’s singing he’s fuckin bent in half with like a serving tray in hand/on his back how does he do that
•like i feel u Mary your dad is legit SCARY
•"natasha is young… an WorthleSS and DUMB.“
•natasha and bolkonsky was lowkey funny tho
•HEllo. HEllo
•they grab chairs and sit around a table with some audience members and there’s an awkward 10 seconds of them shuffling around and making room for themselves
•CONSTRAAAAAAINED AND STRAAAAAINED
•says the mean old man in his underthings
•so I LOVE no one else!
•the fake snow!!!
•the light bulbs coming down to look like stars???!
-my entire aesthetic TBH
•the opera feels like a drug trip honestly
•THE OPERA THE OPERAAAAA
•Paul in a top hat(?)
•the opera singers
•just all of the opera
•the glitter falling down
•andrey(?) getting ‘killed’ and the way they do the ribbons. wow
•azudi has such prescense like damn
-like, wow. i was like. damn. he's… he’s fedya
•HELENE???? wow.
•helene and dolokhov arm in arm?more like helene and dolokhov tongue in mouth
•"no I am enjoying myself at home this evening” he says, sitting in the pit while reading a book
•ANATOLES ENTRANCE MMMMMMM FUCK
•like the comes in with the lights blaring, he lowkey looks like he’s been surrounded by paparazzi and he just snaps his fuckin head around by 90 degrees like “make sure to get my good angles oh wait they’re all good”
•like I love him but also me, a hardcore theatre person was pissed because WHO WALKS IN DURING THE MIDDLE OF THE ACT
•also this boy literally checked himself out every time he passed a mirror. without fail.
•BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVOOOOOOOOOOOOAH !!
•natasha and anatole
•anatole fuckin peacocks up to the top of the stage where natasha is and leans against the balcony and very deliberately sticks out his ass
•the “you ought to come, please come"s are so adorable!!!! like wow Lucas despite being anatole the pompous asshole he doesn’t forget to remind people that anatole’s a child. he’s a literal child.
•the way denee says enraptured
•kiss me on the neck part is like OOOoooOoo
•on “give me this flower as a pledge” he takes Natasha’s flower from her hair and natasha gets a lil mad like ‘wtf did I say you cld do that”
•THE DUEL IS SO LIT
•anatole walks down to where Pierre is sitting and he looks so miffed
•there’s this little shoulder thing that Lucas does during “were off to the club!” And it is so adorable like again what I said about him being a child
•lend me fifty rubles?
•I don’t know if azudi did the weird nick choksi dance I didn’t check TBH
•the fuckin strobe lights wtf
•how do they move around
•there are light up shoes
•I don’t know if there was “oh yeah show me what you got girl” rip
•also during the really cool electric part right after the “feather in my hat” thing they did this awesome thing with the lights where they synced it up so that a spotlight hit for each note and idk how to explain it but they went along like little footsteps kinda?
•I believe josh downs a glass after “pouring several glasses.”
•I think dolokhov fills helenes drink but idk
•Paul pinto’s voice is so distorted during his part the duel bc the bass is So Much the entire theatre is Vibrating
•they advance slowly towards each other and when josh fires they both look so shocked
•pierre stands right at the barrier with his arms outstretched waiting for dolokhov to shoot him
•meanwhile dolokhov is only shooting with one arm bc his other arm is propping up the shooting arm which pierre just fucking shot
•the shot goes off
•there’s like 5 seconds of silence
•and then he just, looks up, pats himself over, and is just like “wait shit,,,, I’m ok????”
•anatole carries dolokhov off
•what can I say, it’s a Gift
•honestly what can I say about dust and ashes that hasn’t already been said
-like there is such a good energy build in that song dave malloy man what a genius
•the part with the mirror is lowkey adorable
-they do the candle thing. Natasha’s like “I see my face” and sonya just gives her a look like “you know that’s not what I meant”
•also correct me if I’m wrong but doesn’t anatole stand so that natasha sees him in the mirror
•also grace just fuckin yelling “sUNDAY MORNING TIME FOR C H U R CH”
•CHARMING W O W
•Helene just walks in on natasha in her underwear and she’s like sup girl
•she swishes her dress so much it’s beautiful
•definitely got some Gay Vibes from that
•natasha starts to swish her dress too !!
•she then like epically changes into another dress
•Helene takes off Natasha’s necklace and replaces it with her own
•the transition from charming to the ball is effortless i love it
•I don’t remember much about the ball tbh
•except for:
-thinking “dang I’d go with him too if he spoke to me like that”
-the kiss!!!!!!! wow
-the silent but collective 'oh shit’ after it happened was real
-like you just feel everything natasha is feeling just through the music WOW
-the HARMONIES!!!
-the I WILL LOVE YOU ANATOOOOOOLEs wow I had a heart attack
-I’ll do anythiiing for youuuuuuuuuuuuuu


***INTERMISSION***

ACT 2:
•MORE RAID SIRENS JFC
•SO letters is legit such a bop
•(didn’t get a letter tho rip me)
•FOR I V E BEEN STUDYING THE CABAL (I think this is the park where he slaps the book and dust flies out but I’m not sure)
•A LETTER WHICH *I* COMPOSED
•A LOVE LETTER A LOVE LETTER A LOVE LETTER A LOVE LETTER
•nATALIE NATALIE NATALIE
•also when the chorus joins in for the “NATALIE NATALIE NATALIE"s the lights sync up w them so they brighten when it happens it’s so COOL
•I WILL COME AND STEAL YOU
AAY EAL
TEAL W ST
aWWWWAY S YOU A

UT OF THE D
YOU OU A A
A
A
ARK
•the way he did the “just say yes"s was really funny for some reason?
-he gets down on his knees or at least crouched down so he’s shorter then denee
-he looks up with the puppy dog eyes of a practiced privileged white kid
-just say yeeeeeeeeessssssssss
-*pauses and awaits for natasha to respond. she does not*
-just saaaaaay yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessss
-*another pause. no response from natasha. audience laughs*

YEEEEEEEEEEEESS
-……… just saayyyyyyy
-when Natasha’s like "yes! yes!” Lucas dashed over to Helene hand he’s all smiley and he gives her fake punches like “!!! i did it!!!! i really did it!!!!!!”
•ps i love the irony of natasha and pierre and mary all saying “so alone in here” at the same time
•so sonya and natasha
•sonya, friend Protector extraordinaire
•Natasha’s “I HAAAAATE YOU SONYA"s were so convincing it hurt my heart
•Brittain legit started sobbing wow
•sonya alone
•oh my god
•OH MY GOD
•so as much as i love dust and ashes sonya alone is my absolute favorite solo
-she just stands alone on stage with a single lightbulb over her head
-and has this beautiful soliloquy
-i was crying. brittain was crying. everyone was crying
-the "and if i never sleep again” part is just so beautiful and heartbreaking ugh
•preparations was so good but it was like a lil bit weird to hear azudi bc he doesn’t sound At All like nick which isn’t a bad thing at all I’m just used to having a Very Clearly Midwestern 19th Century Russian Dolokhov™
•so in the beginning anatole comes up to pierre and he’s holding a bag and The Green Coat
•also shaving cream
-on the “lend me fifty rubles” Pierre gets out his wallet and takes out the money and holds it out for anatole to take and instead of taking the money anatole just takes his whole fuckin wallet
•azudi’s voice was just a lot more musical theatre-y i guess? idk
•but he still did amazing he did not miss a beat like Wow
•BALAGA
•sadly did not get a shaker rip
•but the whole theatre was so lit during this song
•the Green Coat in all its glory
•just as squishy and majestic in person
•Paul pintos energy was off the charts!!!!
•idk what happened with danatole ugh I wasn’t lookin
•they were all dancing it was so beautiful and chaotic
•when josh goes “wOOOOOAAAAAAAAAH” they pause for a few secs to catch their breath it’s real funny
•here's…… to……HAPPINESSFREEDOMANDLIFE
•anatole does these fun hand motions when the ensemble joins in for the next “WOAH OOAH
OOO O O OAH
O O
kinda like he’s conducting them
•The Abduction is possibly my new fav group number
•lucas’ wOAAAAAAAAAAAAH’ lasted forever oh geez
•THE VIOLIN HOLY SHIT GUYS
•he was finessing every man, woman, and nonbinary person in the fuckin room with that violin
•güd shit
•"smash your glasses on the floor” is the 19th century russian equivalent of “SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS”
•and then there’s a whole bunch of dancing
•and then The shut The door part
•i was a lil miffed bc you couldn’t see what he was doing to the person next to him from my seat but everyone laughed so /:
•azudi in the Abduction aka slay my life
•he looks legit so concerned for anatole
•but also he’s like take the cloak you stupid fuck
•i think he takes the cloak off of pearl but if not sure
•gelsey as the maidservant!!!!
•she fuckin slayed those high notes
•they were slewn
•MARYA MY GIRL JUST BURSTING IN LIKE HAH YOU THOUGHT BITCH
•in my house is a song of pure unfiltered RAGE
•props to grace because it’s very hard sometimes to like a character as aggressive as mama marya but she’s one of the best characters in the show honestly
•the part where the music which had been so chaotic and energetic for like half an hour almost starts to mellow out and marya does the whole “I covered her with two quilts” thing is the auditory version of a liminal space
•the last lyrics of in my house sung by natasha are pretty haunting not gonna lie
•I don’t remember anything from a call to pierre TBH except for marya tracking pierre down and all of pierre’s “whAAAt"s getting more and more loud and honestly that’s all I needed to remember
•also grace being terrifying but what’s new
•I feel like this is weird but I really love find anatole
•like Lucas and josh have a really fun chemistry I don’t know
•josh laps the entire stage "looking” for anatole
•he literally seizes Lucas by the collar and at the bash your head in line he picks up what I originally thought was a bottle but Is actually a bear paperweight and legit looks like he wants to murder him
•also at the part where it sounds like a computers breaking down that’s when natasha poisons herself
•i personally didn’t realize this bc i was too focused on Lucas ngl
•like he looks so terrified
•pierre rather unsubtly gestures to anatole’s crotch during the “besides your pleasure” bit
•when anatole goes “you could at least take back your words, eh?” pierre just. glares at him. he’s like “are you… are you fucking kidding me”
•"PETERSBUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURG!“
•he held that note forever i swear
•there was a long bit of applause after that
•anatole’s exit is just as dramatic as his entrance honestly
•natasha very ill is just so… sobering? like it’s been nonstop energy and anger and panic and manic energy for like half and hour and then the whole thing just slows down
•I don’t remember much of pierre + andrey but people usually read it as andrey being sarcastic but he seemed genuinely worried about natasha to me i don’t know tho
•pierre and natasha just. wow
•denee comes in in her dressing gown and braided hair and she’s just stripped raw it’s so beautiful and impactful
•and the way denee leans on the handrails for support, she was just so so good w o w
•Josh’s "if i were not myself” monologue is done I believe as Natasha’s about to leave, then as he starts talking she just stops and listens and at the end you see her physically regain some of her innocence •and when she touches his face!!!!!!! wowwwww
•like when I see any musical, i didn’t pay much attention to the last song because oH NO THE SHOW IS ALMOST OVER WHAT NO IT CANT BE OVER
•josh has the voice of an angel wow
•the strings at the end are very anxiety inducing
•as they get higher and higher the comet glows brighter and brighter it’s really mesmerizing
•just. wow.
THE BOWS!!!!
•i love the bows music wow it’s so amazing
•there was a standing o
•also so much applause for lucas and denee and josh

STAGE DOOR
•i don’t remember half of the people that came out in sorry
•here’s what i do remember
-we came out of the wrong side of the theatre and had to fucking bolt to the other side
-josh canfield came out for sure he was so nice!
-azudi came out and he saw the great comet hat i just bought and he was jokingly like “no way i have one just like it!”
-2 girls in all purple clothing and wigs i don’t remember who they were im sorry
-gelsey came out i was crying a little bit!!!
-josh came out but he didn’t go down as far as i was (the barricades didn’t stretch that far rip)
-I had a full conversation to pearl rhein about how she looks like lulu @melchixr and she was like! “no way! my name is pearl and lulu in swahili means pearl!” she was so nice
-cathryn wake addressed my playbill to me she was so lovely wow
-lucas came out last and he was wearing a pastel green baseball cap i was living
-i asked him for a picture he was literally so nice?????? w o w
-so the line was stretching way back like past the barricades and paul god bless him was trying to exit out of the doors in the back like the one with denee’s face on it
-little did he know the line stretched back so far that the end of the line was just around said door
-he opened the door and accidentally fuckin decked the person standing in front of it
-he apologized profusely and just kinda scampered off god love him
-when i left i stopped for a sec and lucas was walking out and he patted me on the back i absolutely started crying
-side note: andy mientus was at the show and i didn’t know and when i got home and found out i was like “wHAT? DID HE GO BACKSTAGE? COULD I HAVE S E EN HIM IF I WAS CLOSER UP??”

in summary, great comet was the single most amazing and unique theatre experience I’ve ever had and i would do almost anything to get to experience again

Pain In The- (The One Who Worries Part 2)

Writer - @dammntwilightsaga

Requested - Yes.

This was good, could you possibly do a part 2 where the baby is born.  I’m curious to see how Paul would react. - @xoxoronanlynch

Disclaimer - I do not own any of The Twilight Saga’s characters and/or ideas all credit goes to the creator and producers of Twilight

Summary – Paul’s imprint, (Y/N), is officially overdue to have their baby but it finally decides it’s ready to be apart of the world and no one knows what to do.

Warning(s) - swearing, delivery of a newborn, mentions of breastfeeding (this really shouldn’t be a warning.), fluff, horribly written birthing scene lol

PART 1

A/N - Request are open :)

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Snapchat Mishaps {Pt 4}

Warnings:  S M U T , NSFW gifs, swearing , bucky being an ass. angst.

~ I don’t know why this chapter came out to angst, but the next ones will be pure smut I swear ; just hang in there 😘😏😏

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 Spending the night in buckys room was like having a sleepover with wanda or Nat( minus the booze and face masks ) . You stayed up and talked for a while , just about random things and you managed to learn a lot about each other that you didn’t know ; then you watched movies for hours , until you fell asleep cuddled into his side in the early hours of the morning .

When you wake up, you find yourself pressing up against Bucky, his arms wi ding tightly around you body keep you to him. Your face is nuzzling into his neck, and you don’t think you ever been comfier . It’s one thing for me to be fucking around with Bucky, but this isn’t - I didn’t plan on liking being this close to him him a non sexual way so much .

“ good morning doll.” His sleepy voice startles you , but as you go to move he doesn’t let you.

“ morning asshat.” You say with a yawn . You wiggle around and his grip still stays strong .

“ where do you think you’re going?”

“ to my room?”

“ no I don’t think so . ”
He ducks his head down , nudging his nose against yours . Your heart flutters at the action , and nearlyJumps out of your chest when his lips gently kiss yours.

Originally posted by lovershub

 A smile forms on both of your faces into the kiss, the. Bucky starts leaving kisses all over your face, making you giggle and try to shove him away .  

“ Bucky stooppp !” You squeal ,he stops kissing you to laugh and you send him a pout .

“ why’d you stop?” You ask , his laughter goes up a notch in volume , making you laugh as well.
This is such a weird couple moment , but we aren’t a couple . So how the fuck is this even a thing right now ? Fuck , I’m screwed.

He goes in for another kisss but is interrupted when a loud knock sounds on his door .

Originally posted by sensualkisses

“ buck you awake ?” Fuck , Steve .

“ no !” Bucky shouts , then connects your lips . His hand slides under his v neck that’s still covering your body , and stop once they hit your chest. This kiss is still slow and lazy, his hands follow the same lead , gently and lazily palming your chest in sync with the kiss.

Steve begins knocking again , harder this time .

“ we have a mission Bucky, we gotta go !”
Fuck no no no .

“ call in sick .” You whisper against his lips . He Laughs before fully removing his lips from yours .

“ sorry doll , duty calls .” He places one last kiss to your lips before springing out of bed .

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“ I’ll meet you in the hangar steve !” Bucky calls out and you hear steve accept his answer . You groan, rolling out of his bed until your feet land on the floor . Bucky flings your shorts at you with a wink before he disappears into his bathroom . You pull on your pants and leave his room , sending one last look over your shoulder to his messy bed . What have I gotten myself into?

Before you leave buckys out of his bathroom , fully geared up .

“ leaving without saying goodbye y/n, that’s cold.” There was a tiny hint of humor in his voice , but he sounded genuinely shocked or upset? You couldn’t tell .

“ figured I’d meet you in the hangar to say by to everyone .”
He smiles , taking the lead as you follow him to the elevator . The ride up was filled with laughs and new movie night ideas .

When you reach the hangar , your pace slowed down, letting him get ahead to the team . It looks like everyone but wanda and Bruce are going . You say your usual goodbyes before a mission, You say goodbye and goodluck to everyone , giving them quick hugs , lastly stopping in front of Bucky. His goodbye usually consisted of “ don’t fuck up too bad , I don’t feel like spending the night playing babysitter in the infirmary, then a quick flirty retort from him and a wink . But this time, you couldn’t help the change .

” good luck buck .“ You wrap your arms around his neck tightly , his go around your waist . You let you lips brush against his ear as you whisper ,
” come home in one piece , please .“ When you drop your arms you see a faint blush on his cheeks. 

Originally posted by huzursuzhayaller

” you got it sweet cheeks .“ There’s that damn wink

” fuck off barnes , just so you know , your favorite bro nurse is on duty the next couple days , I’ll make sure he takes real good care of you if you end up in the med bay .“ You return his wink, watching him cringe at the thought of having to deal with how rough john ( the bro nurse as he liked to be called ) is with IVs and exams . The blush grows darker on his face now , God he’s adorable . What happened to the cocksure Bucky Barnes from before ?


  It’s been two days since the team left for their mission, and both of the days you’ve spent thinking about Bucky . You think about all the things you talked about with him the other night; it was like meeting an entirely different person than the Bucky you knew . He told you stories of things he remember from the 40’s, about the things he did to keep busy when he was hiding after leaving steve in DC , about being in wake dad , and things that interest him that you never knew . You discovered he loves learning about space , that when he can’t sleep from nightmares he likes to sit on the roof of the tower and watch the stars until morning , along with a shit ton of other things . Some things you knew already from observing him , or that have come up in conversations before ; like his favorite color , food, drink , that he hates modern day music and he gets sick enjoyment out of torturing Sam on a daily basis. Your  image of Bucky has shifted , from being a flirty dickbag to still being a flirty dickbag, but not in bad way, in a way that makes you not want to kick him in the balls when he flirts with you or shoot him in the face when he acts like a jerk . You’ve seen a caring side of him now , getting to know more things about him actually makes you want to be near him more ; you just haven’t sorted out if you want to be near him more as friends or …. ya know .

  You’ve forgotten about the ‘game ’ you two have been playing a few times over these two days and have to keep reminding yourself ; to him it’s just for fun . Even if we do end up fucking , we can still be friends after right?

  It’s day 3 , and almost 8pm , you’re about to start a movie when FRIDAY announces the teams return . You book it to the hangar , and wait silently as the jet lands . The door drops open , and the team exits .

“ any injuries ?” You call out You receive a chorus of no’s , then hello’s .

Bucky is the last one that gets off the jet , his face showing no emotion . As he approaches you smile ,

“ hey bu-”

“ could you just not right now .” He snaps, your eyes widen at his harsh tone . He step onto the elevator , his cold eyes locking on yours as the doors glide shut. What the fuck ?

Originally posted by ohh-bloodyhell

Buckys been cold to you since he returned, barely speaking to you and when he does it’s never pleasant . It’s been three days since he came back , with a completely different personality . You finally confront steve about it

“ steve what the hell happened on that mission ?”

“ it’s classi-”

“ Say it’s classified Rogers, and I will break your damn nose .” You snap

He sighs , “ it was suppose to be an abandoned hydra base, we just needed the intel off the computer. We got there and got ambushed and one of them hr Bucky with a shock gun and it must of triggered a flashback and he went into soldier mode . It took a while to calm him down, and when he did he saw all the destruction around him and closed himself off. ”

Poor Bucky , he didn’t go into much detail about his time as the soldier the other night, but he mentioned his fear of relapsing a little . So you can only imagine how hard this must be for him . You decide to check on him , bringing him a glass of his favorite ice tea , when you step off into his floor you hear loud, high pitched moans , that definitely aren’t coming from Bucky . You back up into the elevator , pushing the tears of anger and confusion back . Before the doors shut you see a girl run into the hall in her underwear giggling , with a shirtless Bucky chasing after her and stopping when his eyes lock onto your tearing ones.

Once the doors shut all the way you let the tears loose , “I’m so fucking stupid .”

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4

In This World
And The Next
And All The Ones Before

1•

“Why did you come here?” Nesta asked as he placed his head in her lap. There were a million other places he could’ve gone. Either of his brother’s, his best friend who thought she was stuck-up… And yet, he showed up at her door past midnight with a request.

“Hold me,” he had asked her, leading her to the couch he had once made fun of for being purely decorative and unreasonably stiff. He was stone cold sober, she could tell, and wasn’t sure whether to be surprised or concerned that that couldn’t be his excuse to have appeared at such an ungodly hour. Especially after not hearing from him for over a week.

“I couldn’t stay away,” he murmured. “I know you don’t mind.” He boldly and correctly assumed, then noted, “You’re wearing my shirt.” The one he had dropped off at her office when she felt like she was suffocating in her tight blouse. It was his favorite shirt, but he thought it looked better on her anyway.

“So what if I am?” She was wearing the watch he had given her, too. It was nothing too fancy, but he had grown tired of her losing track of time and using “no watch” as an excuse when she showed up late to dinner and apologized with a kiss. He never minded the apology kisses, though.

“And you’re about to run your fingers through my hair because I’m so irresistible to you.” He teased, but she could hear the exhaustion that coated his already husky voice.

Cassian had found her and it took a lot of courage and pride-swallowing to do it. No one ever cared enough to do that for her. No one.

Tentatively, Nesta placed her hand on his back as he made himself at home on her thighs.

2•

Nesta ran her fingers through his thick ebony locks. Though still long, he had cut it since she saw him last. As though he had freshened up just for her.

Again, she felt like utter shit for yelling at him, saying that he was both scared or incapable of change of any kind. She didn’t want him to change. Not his personality, not his appearance, not his life, not his friends nor his job. Cassian was the best thing she ever had.

She thought herself a hypocrite… Cassian had come into her life- or more accurately she into his- And what? Showed her what honor was? Reminded her of how suffocating her life in the town is? How much potential she has in life…and love? He shook her, woke her up.

Cassian was an old soul, but it was Nesta who truly didn’t like change.

In her experience, change was bad. Change meant her mother dying. Change meant her father losing their money before joining her mother in death. Change meant her baby sister resenting her and fighting with her.

Change…

Change with Cassian meant warmth…unconditional warmth. This was unfamiliar territory.

“What are you doing awake?” He relaxed his body, nearly purring at the affection she was giving him. “Your lights were on.”

She didn’t want to lie. She didn’t want to snap. Not when she had shown that he could be vulnerable with her- in his way. “I missed you.” Truth, as she had barely slept since their fight. “I was writing about it.”

“About me?” His belly rumbled with a laugh for a moment. He quickly became serious, not wanting to ruin the moment. “I missed you too, Nes. I drive past here every day when I take the logs to town… I park at the end of your drive before convincing myself that you don’t want to see me.”

3•

Nesta’s hand slid down his back as she leaned down to kiss his shoulder and inhale the pine scent she had so desperately missed. “I did want to see you,” she whispered. “I always want to see you. Even when I’m mad. Even when I’m sad. Especially then.”

“I’ll keep that in mind next time I lose my patience and let you walk out the door.” He meant it. She knew he meant it. In a small voice he asked, “Can we be okay now, Nes?”

In an equally quiet voice she whispered, “I’d like that.” More than anything she wanted him, wanted them. Wanted their present and future.

4•

It only felt natural when Nesta folded herself onto him, covering his body with her own. As if they had done it in a million worlds before, and she hoped they would in the next million.

Silently, she thought of why and how she had fallen in love with him…

He challenged her, though was never condescending. And he let her challenge him without running away scared. People always thought she was a bitch…maybe she was… But he would ride out a conversation with her till the very end.

When they first met, they thought they could hardly stand one another. She secretly liked that he didn't​ treat her like glass. Like she was worth the breath it took to volley an argument or discussion. No matter how angry, he always listened to her, always saw her.

On the anniversary of her broken engagement and one of the worst nights of her life, she had gone out alone and got utterly shitfaced and was unable to reach a cab service.
She didn’t want Feyre to know or Elain to be worried, and she didn’t have much in the way of friends, so she called him. The person whose opinion she thought she didn’t care for…
Staggering out of the bar, he picked her up and carried her to his truck. Didn’t even complain when they pulled over twice so she could vomit.
That was the first night he stayed over. He got the vomit out of her hair and braided it back before tucking her into bed. He slept on the sofa and left her an omelette and smoothie in the fridge before sneaking out, writing her a note with his home number to call in case she needed or wanted a decent drinking buddy, and that she wouldn’t have to go to some dive that scared even him.

On their first date, he held his hand out for her to take. “In case you get nervous,” he said as she interlaced her fingers with his. “You can hold onto me and hide your face in my chest, too if you get scared.” She did get scared, but he didn’t push it. Though he didn’t have the decency to hide his smug grin when she yelped and clutched his bicep during the big jump-scare scene.
She surprised him by later admitting, “I knew I was safe the whole time.”
He raised an eyebrow, “Because of me? I’m flattered, sweetheart.”
“Because of me, actually.“ She played with the buttons of her coat. “Rules of horror.”
He stopped in his tracks and folded his arms. “I’m not following.”
She felt safe with him, and wanted to let him in. But she wasn't​ used to being vulnerable, so she closed her eyes when she uttered, “I’m a virgin.”
Eyes still closed, Nesta heard Cassian’s soft intake of breath before she felt him.
He put his hands on her shoulders and whispered, “That’s okay.” She opened her eyes and couldn’t stop herself from hugging him. The smug bastard, ex-fighter, lumberjack with a heart of gold. He assured her that there was no shame in her sexual status. “Promise to shield me? I’m definitely not a virgin and I’m not white, so my life expectancy is fucking abysmal. Plus, I probably make too many jokes.“ He shrugged. “I’d outlive Rhys, though, which is a consolation…”
She laughed at him. He made her laugh. She never laughed before him. Not like this, not genuinely.

He made her laugh harder than she ever had before when he karaoked, “I’m the Only One,” by Melissa Etheridge to cheer her up after a long work week. His shamelessness and big heart were the most attractive qualities about this ruggedly handsome man.

When all the trees had been sold because she waited last minute, she went home to find him waiting at her door with the most beautiful Christmas tree she had ever seen in her life. He helped her put the star on top and made his famous eggnog while she baked the only thing she knew how: chocolate gingerbread cookies.

When she needed to talk, he would drive. Even in the middle of the night. Driving until she was ready to open up.
One night he drove to the cliffs just outside of town and they got out. Sobbing and slamming her fists at his chest, she recounted something she never told anyone.
She and Elain had been kidnapped. They had been saved, but not after they had nearly drowned.
A year later, he found them again. Elain stabbed him on sight. Nesta, not wanting her sister to have blood on her hands, finished the job so he could never hurt them or anyone else again.
Screaming in anguish, he held her close. Reminding her that nothing could harm her here, with him. She asked if he was scared of her and he told her he wasn’t, he never could be. He took her hand and placed it on his heart, vowing to protect her and those she loves until his heart stopped beating.
She kissed him that night and she hadn’t been able to stop since.

They took it fast. They took it slow.
She knew he wanted to have sex with her from the first moment they had been introduced. Cassian was passionate, and he let that passion flow into any aspect of their relationship that he could.
For her birthday, he had half-jokingly offered to go down on her. She dragged him away from the party and to his room, telling him that they could both give birthday spankings… They did. Cassian thoroughly enjoyed getting spanked by his birthday girl.
When she lifted her skirt up and removed her underwear she hoped he wouldn’t notice the few and small opalescent marks above her knee, on her inner thigh. But he did. Of course he did. He noticed everything.
“That’s what happens when your adolescent growth spurt mercilessly hits you like a ton of bricks,” she said as he used the tip of his fingers to graze the slight dips in her otherwise perfect skin.
He tried and failed to imagine a time in which Nesta was gangly or awkward, so he pressed his lips on each of the marks before hitching her legs over his shoulders.
And he went down on her. Making sure she was comfortable before he quickly darted his tongue on her bundle of nerves. It was amazing, and she wanted more. So he gave her more. Inserting two fingers and massaging her insides slowly, dragging the tips along the ceiling of her temple.
When he finished her off, she moaned his name and nearly ripped his hair out.
Before rejoining the party, he held her until she stopped shaking. Whispering phrases in Spanish that she didn’t find out the meaning of until much later…
“Eso fue hermoso. Eres hermosa…”
“Eres incluso más dulce de lo que imaginé. Como la miel…”
“Si me lo pidieras, enviaría a todos a casa y te lamería toda la noche.”

Sighing aloud, she continued reminiscing on the reasons she loved him, then and now. Right now it was because he was warming her heart and body with his own.

Unbeknownst to Nesta, Cassian was also thinking of the reasons why he loved her, why he couldn’t stay away.

Nesta was as tenacious as she was magnificent. Quick witted and scrappy. He knew many fantastic women, but Nesta was on a completely different level.

He could be all of the sides of himself with her. It terrified him, to be like an exposed nerve, but he knew Nesta would settle for no less and would not open up otherwise. Nor should she, after all she had been put through in her life. He could be happy with her. He could let his weaknesses be known. He could talk with her when he needed to, or be quiet and contemplative.

He talked about his childhood. His early childhood. He said he was likely “smuggled over the border with bricks of cocaine” and tossed away. Rhys’s mother fostered him, though he didn’t make it easy on them, and then legally adopted him. A few years later, Azriel showed up and everything changed. He never forgot the kindness and generosity she showed him. He mourned her and Rhys’s sister every day and never again wanted to take for granted any good thing that came into his life.
He counted Nesta on the list of good things.

When he hugged her, even in public, she would let him hold her for as long as he wanted. What a sight they must be, he thought, the prim postured princess and the grass stained flannel and bomber jacket clad behemoth with permanently dirt crusted boots.
Goodie Two-Shoes and The Filthy Beast.

He thought about the time he helped her move out of her shithole and into this new place…

He found a box of old CD’s. He couldn’t help himself pulling out a worn copy of “From Under the Cork Tree” and waving it in her face, her eyes bulging.
“Those are a friend’s.” Nesta flinched at her transparent lie. “I don’t even know how they ended up here.”
“Hmm..” Cassian tapped the CD case and bellowed off-key, “CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES! THIS IS MY-”
He was cut off by Nesta screeching and fighting to cover his mouth. “THAT SONG ISN’T EVEN BY THEM, YOU UNCULTURED MOUNTAIN MAN!”
Throwing his head back, he howled with laughter as she crossed her arms and asked, “So, Mr. Rompe Will Be My Wedding Song, how do you even know this music?”
“Well, Miss Season Six Buffy Was My Aesthetic,” his eyes gleamed with amusement. “Little sunshine Amren went through an emo phase in her youth as well.” Nesta wasn’t terribly surprised at all by that reveal, but bit her cheek to keep from smiling.
“Do you have mix CDs? What was your profile song? I know you had one.” This was just too good to be true. His mind reeled as he gave a lopsided grin.
“Yes and get over it. I’ll never tell.” Nesta surprised him. She was constantly surprising him. He loved that. He loved her.
He looked at her in a way in which his hazel eyes said, “I love you. I am so in love with you. I am yours and you are mine, and we both know it.” Tilting her chin up with his forefinger and thumb, he kissed her. Slow and steady, but sinking into her completely.
They had passionately kissed before, they had hungrily made out whilst groping each other. When she had gotten comfortable enough, she asked to see his cock that she had raised and made throb. With her permission, he guided her soft hand to it. Experimentally, she pumped it once…twice…It was her first time and she wanted to do it properly for him, so he instructed her through the beginnings…“Lick your thumb and rub it on the tip…FUCK!…Good girl…Tighter!…That’s it…” He hadn’t expected her to finish him and definitely didn’t expect it when she didn’t pull her hand away in disgust as he spilled onto his jeans.
This sort of kissing, the kind they did right there in her emptied house she was soon to be free of, a different kind of electricity sparked when their tongues danced and she pulled herself closer to him by reaching under his shirt to his warm back and fisting the collar of his paint splattered t-shirt.
Toying with the waistband of her skirt for a moment, he proceeded to squeeze her ass with his permanently calloused hands.
They both moaned into each other’s mouths before Nesta broke away. Wiping her mouth and fixing her shirt so that it wasn’t so obvious as to how erect her nipples were, she said, “So are you going to help me move these boxes, or are those tree trunk thick arms of yours just for show?”
Cassian wanted so badly to pick up the bait, but he didn’t. “Sweetheart, I could load all these boxes up within five minutes and still have the strength and stamina to carry you to the truck. Then unload everything without breaking a sweat.“
Though he did accomplish the tasks within the time limits he set for himself, he did break a sweat. Not that Nesta minded.
After unloading the last of the boxes, Nesta led him to the mattress that she had yet to find a frame or box spring for, and slowly removed all her clothing. Then she removed his, kissing each of his tattoos as they became uncovered. Taking his hands in her own with complete trust in her eyes, she laid them down on the bed together.
That night, they christened her new home. It was her first time and she loved that it was with him. He felt honored to be the one she chose. As cliche as it was, they exchanged “I love you’s” before, during, and after.

Nesta had trusted him that night. And again she put her trust in him tonight. One of the many things he loved about her.

Their relationship was constantly evolving and he wanted it to evolve again, so he took a chance. “Move in with me, Nes.”

Not a second later, she responded. “Yes.”

“Tomorrow?”

“Yes.”

“Take me to bed soon?”

“Yes.”

“Love me?”

Again, she kissed his shoulder blade- his “wings”- and assured him, “In this world and the next, sweetheart. And all the ones before.”

I just want a fun relationship. One where I can take cute pictures of my girl, laying in hot underwear, grabbing her ass and then also bring her flowers on a random Tuesday afternoon and then call her an asshole and push her off the bed when she hogs all the blankets. A relationship with my bestfriend, where I don’t even have to try and I’m just completely comfortable.

As You Are (Requested)

“Could you do like where his girl is insecure and H is super sweet and fluffy about it?”

Just a wee heads up, this one gets a little smutty near the end. Hope you enjoy!

Let me know what you think, and if you have any requests for future oneshots, you can ask me HERE.

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Harry smiled as he pressed his finger to the ‘share’ button in the corner of his screen, watching as the image of him and his partner in crime pressed up close to each other, giggling, uploaded itself to his instagram. It was a big moment for him. He liked to keep his private life private, but they had been together for a year to the day and Harry felt like it was time to share this with more than just his friends and family. His followers were eager to consume any information they could get their hands on, and this was something he wanted them to know. He wanted everyone to know. He would shout about his one true love from the rooftops if he could.

The likes were instantaneous, the picture flooded with heart eye emojis and encouraging comments, and Harry spent a couple of minutes scrolling through them, the sincere support of so many people lit up on the screen before him. Sure, there was an outraged or straight up rude comment here and there but Harry was pretty well versed in how to keep his head above all that. Sometimes, if his mood was low after a particularly shitty day, a comment would hit a nerve, but he had such a great support system of friends who were well accustomed to his kind of fame and knew exactly what he was going through, so he was able to vent and then get over it pretty quickly.

Exiting out of instagram, he went into his recent calls, her beautiful name sitting right at the top of the list. He called her, lifting the phone to his ear and listening to the rings, imagining the sound of her ‘Second Hand News’ ring tone going off and her scrambling to get her phone from whatever place she had managed to leave it this time. “Harry! Hey,” she answered. Even her voice made Harry smile, and he flopped back against his bed comfortably. “Hey miss. D’ya see the picture?” he asked eagerly. There was a pause. “Love?” he prompted, leaning up on one elbow. “Yeah. I saw it,” she answered. “Very sweet of you,” she said finally, and Harry slumped back again, relief flooding through him. “I though’ maybe you didn’ like it,” he said, smiling as if she could see his expression.

That was last they spoke of it as the conversation turned naturally from the picture to how their days had been, how shitty her boss was, and when they would see each other again. They talked and talked, as they often did, and time got away from Harry.  There was a lull in the conversation and he yawned, looking down at the leather watch on his wrist, eyes widening as he took in the time. “Fuck! It’s almost midnight!” he said, sitting up straight. “Love, I’ve got ter go. Big day t’morrow. But, I’ll see yer t’morrow night? I’ll come ter yours?” he suggested, waiting for her response. “Sounds good. Love you Haz,” she answered. “Love you ter the moon an’ back,” he murmured, taking a second to savor the exchange before hanging up, his heart and mind filled with thoughts of her.

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Harry turned the key in the lock, gently opening the door and peering through the entrance into the open space before him. “Love? Miss?” he called, shutting the door behind him, dropping his keys next to hers on the small hall table. “M’in my room,” he heard, and he smiled, following the familiar voice into the bedroom he knew so well. The bedroom they had spent many hours wasting time together in, talking about their hopes and dreams, confessing their silliest secrets, making the sweetest love.

Harry grinned at what he saw, the girl he knew so well wrapped up in a blanket, hair up in the messiest of buns with curls escaping wherever they could, glasses slowly slipping down her freckled nose, fingers tapping away on her ancient laptop which she refused to update, despite Harry’s many earnest offers to replace it for her. Harry flopped down next to her, pressing a kiss to her cheek and peering at the screen. “Whatcher workin’ on there miss?” he asked, trying to catch a glimpse of the rows of words on the plain word document. She slammed the screen shut, cheeks flushing light pink. “Just journaling. Had so many thoughts tonight that I couldn’t keep up with just a pen and paper,” she answered, placing her laptop on her bedside table.

It wasn’t lost on Harry that she refused to meet his eyes, or that she seemed to stiffen when he brushed against her. “Hey…” he murmured, a hand cupping her cheek, tilting her head towards his own. “What’s goin’ on in tha’ head of yours?” he asked gently. She sighed, shaking her head. “I… I don’t want to talk about it,” she whispered. He paused for a moment, before sighing, slightly bewildered by her response. There had never been a time before this when she had refused to talk. She always told him exactly what was on her mind, and he did the same with her. They shared everything, so for her to close up like this was almost frightening. “Love. What’s happened?” he asked again.

She sighed shakily, her eyes filling with tears that Harry could tell she was desperately trying to hold back. “I-I… That picture,” she stammered. “The comments. They’re so m-mean. And I know I should be able to just g-get over it you know, cause you are so good at ignoring t-them and I wish I could be like t-that but I just can’t! I m-mean, I know I’m a little on the bigger s-side and I know that I don’t look like what they want m-me to look like… I’m n-not Kendall, or Taylor, or… I don’t m-model. A-and they think I’m not good enough… And… Like y-you’re just with me because it’s good for your i-image which I keep trying to tell myself isn’t t-true but I can’t get it out of my head. And I k-know when I look up at y-you, now you’re going to b-be so sad and disappointed and I’m s-sorry but… This wh-whole thing h-has made me feel s-so ugly,” she finished, breaking into soft tears.

Harry was completely taken aback, trying to wrap his head around the confession that she had just blurted out, his head reeling with anger and sadness and an overwhelming desperation to make the beautiful girl before him see exactly how he felt about her. “Hey. Listen ter me. When I firs’ met you, I genuinely couldn’t take my eyes off of yer. You know tha’ right? You were the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. M’not gunna sit here and pretend that I don’ see you, and see what yer look like. I know exactly wha’ yer look like, and I love it. You are so sexy, an’ soft, an’ warm, an’ you’re all curves and smooth skin an’ you smell so good. An’ when I first looked at you, I thought how much I wanted to feel you. An’ then I talked to you, an’ impossibly, you were just as sexy inside. An’ funny, an’ sweet, an’ smart, an’ independent,” he paused, shuffling closing and taking her hands, kissing them both before continuing. “I will never care abou’ wha’ is said about us an’ our relationship I don’ care wha’ anyone thinks. Why would I? I am so madly in love with you, my sweet girl,” he murmured, kissing each of her damp cheeks before finding her soft lips.

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Ch. 55 (probably)
  • *Shinoa and Mitsuba screaming in the bathroom*
  • *Yuu, worried that they're being attacked by someone, dashes into the room, followed by Mika who's worried about Yuu*
  • Yuu*totally ignoring that the both girls are only in their underwear* : "What happend?"
  • *Mitsuba covers her bra with her hands and screeches*
  • Shinoa*unashamed*: "Nothing~ Mitsu and I just had some fun~"
  • Mitsuba*angry* : "Fun, my ass!!!"
  • Shinoa: "Hi hi hi."
  • Mtsuba*even more angered*: "You!!!"
  • *Mitsuba takes Tenjiryuu, wanting to attack Shinoa, but Shinoa hides behind Mika, hoping he would dodge the attack*
  • *Mika's not able to react fast enough and gets the upper part of his uniform torn to pieces*
  • Yuu*staring at Mika's bare chest*: "O//O"
  • *Shinoa smiles mischievously behind Mika*
  • Mitsuba*shocked and blushing before bowing in apology*: I-I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean to...I'm so sorry"
  • Mika*angry*: "Damn humans! Come on, Yuu-Chan, apparently they don't need any help, so let's go."
  • Yuu*still staring at hs bare chest*: "O//O"
  • Mika*irritated*: "Yuu-Chan?"
  • Yuu: "O//O"
  • Mika*placing both of his hands on Yuu's shoulders*: "Hey, Yuu-Chan, what's wrong?"
  • Yuu: "O//O"
  • Shinoa*popping up right beside Yuu, whispering: "Yuu-san, your gay side is showing."
  • Yuu*being pulled out of his trance, still blushing*: "W-what?! NO! I just- I mean- Shinoa!"
  • Shinoa*grinning*: "Fufufufu. There's no denying it, Yuu-san. Here are two really beautiful girls in this room only in their underwear and you have only eyes for Mika-san, or rather his bo-"
  • Yuu*cutting her off*: "Shinoa!!!"
  • Shinoa*unfazed by his angry expression and takes out Shikima-Doji*: "Oh, but don't worry. You're not the only one who gets his fun~"
  • Yuu: "Huh?! What do you-"
  • *Yuu also gets the upper part of his uniform torn into pieces*
  • Mitsuba and Mika: "O//O"
  • Yuu*angry and embarrassed*: "Shinoa!!! That's it, Mika, let's go."
  • Mika: "O//O"
  • Yuu: "Mika!"
  • Mika: "O//O"
  • Shinoa: "Fufufufufu~"
  • Yuu*totally angry, taking out Asuramaru*: "Just you wait, you little midget! You'll suffer for that!"
  • *Shinoa runs away while Yuu chases her through the bathroom, making loud noises, while Mika and Mitsuba still stand there blushing*
  • *The others dash into the room, worried about the loud noises*
  • Kimizuki*Kiseki-O in his hands, ready to attack*: "What's wrong?!"
  • Yoichi*right behind him with Gekkoin* : "Is everyone alright?"
  • *Narumi and Crowley slently standing behind the two, also with drawn weapons*
  • *Shinoa and Yuu stop running, startled by the sound of the opened door,looking at their friends*
  • *Kimizuki sees all of them have ripped clothes*: "What happend?"
  • Yuu*pointing at Shinoa*: "She started it all!"
  • Shinoa*giggling* "Oh, come on, Yuu-san. I just wanted you to have fun with your boyfr-"
  • Yuu: "Shinoa!!!"
  • Kimizuki*understanding that they had ripped off their clothes themselves*: "Are you fucking kidding me?!"
  • *Yoichi averts his gaze, blushing*
  • Narumi*exciting the room*: "Okay, that's it. I'm out. I can't believe I'm the only adult here!"
  • Crowley: "It's strange how much teenagers have changed over the past 800 years..."

If a boy who sexually assaulted a girl is irredeemable, then why isn’t a boy who sexually assaulted another boy? I can guarantee that James Potter would have no fans if he suspended a girl upside down in the air, exposed her underwear to a large crowd, and possibly removed her underwear.

Costume Change

Originally posted by tcypherw

Request: Can you do an imagine with Sebastian Smythe where he accidentally walks in on the reader changing into costume for Nationals? Make it cute but maybe with a seductive Sebastian? Please and thanks. c;

Notes: So, this was a little shorter than I anticipated but I hope you like it! It’s a little less on the cute side and more on the seductive side, but let’s be real that’s Sebastian for ya.

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Raphael Santiago x Shadowhunter!Reader | Endgame

requested; yes

I hope you like this annon😊 I’m trying my best & I’m so sorry if it’s not what you truly expected

pairings; Raphael x Reader , Platonic!Raphael x Magnus, Platonic!Magnus x reader

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“(Y/N)” the warlock stared at the shadowhunter that stood in the front of his door, “ What are you doing here?”

She rolled her eyes, “ you forgot haven’t you? By the angels, you’re the one who called me here , Magnus. ”

The warlock frowned; last week he was in a bad mood because he had one of his first serious fights with his boyfriend, so he called one of his old friends to come by. (Y/N) wasn’t Exactly home when he called, she was in Idris with some business.

Now she just arrived home and hurried to go at Magnus’s; knowing he called for her a week ago. (Y/N) was holding a bag full of sweets and alcohol and some indian food, his favorites.

“ I know I’m late, like always,if you want I can go back-”

He smiled, “ no way, I haven’t seen you in ages, come in. ”

(Y/N) stepped in, everything was just how she remembered, except that there were another pair of shoes.

“ Your boyfriend’s ?” She pointed to the pair of unknown shoes, (Y/N) heard a lot about his boyfriend, Alec Lightwood and she was excited to meet him; (Y/N) belonged to the Hawaiian Institute, so she never really got the chance to meet the Lighrwoods.

Magnus shook his head, “ oh, no no no. One of my friends, he got tortured by the clave and come over to ask for my help. ”

“ Tortured by the clave? This sounds barbarian. And they say we’re savages. ”

“ Here in New York things are a little difficult and there’s a new douche bag sent by the clave to the institute. ”

“ Things are clearly complicated here. ”

Magnus grabbed the bags from (Y/N)’s hands and went with them in the kitchen, placing them on the table, quickly with the help of his magic.

“ I’ve missed this kind of stuff, staying with you and having magic to make my life easier.”


Magnus laughed, “ since when do you like easier? You were always though and going for challenges. ”

“ What can I say? Everyone needs a little magic in their lives, right? ”

“ Then you’re lucky you got me.”

“ Always the charismatic . ”

(Y/N) made herself comfortable on the sofa, taking off her denim jacket, “ can I go and borrow something of yours, M? This dress is stressing me out.”

“ Go ahead, but be careful, I think Raphael is in the bathroom.”

She winked, “ so that’s his name? Raphael?”

Magnus gave her the “I know what you’re thinking” look, so she turned her back to him and went to his room. She knocked, in case Raphael was already out of the bathroom and went in the room.

No reply was heard, so (Y/N) opened the door. It was empty. The (y/h/c) haired girl took of her black dress, remaining only in her black underwear.

She let her (y/h/c) free from the previous bun and it was covering half of her back. She went to the wardrobe searching for something that she’d like, but her eyes landed on a black shirt, (Y/N) took it in her hands and put it on ; the shirt was a little big for her, but she kept it anyway; the next thing was to look for a pair of shorts, she was sure Maguns would have some from her ex-girlfriends or things like that.

After she found one dark red pair of shorts , she put them on quickly.

“ Who are you?”

(Y/N) turned around to see a black haired guy staring at her. Her eyes moved from his gorgeous hair, to his dark eyes, full lips and shirtless body.

She smirked, “ you must me Raphael? Hi, I’m (Y/N), one of Magnus’s friends.”


He shook her hand gently, that’s when he noticed she was wearing his shirt .

“ Why are you wearing my shirt?” he asked amused

(Y/N) griped the end of the shirt, tugging it down. Ashamed, the girl moved her eyes to the ground, a blush creeping on her face.

“ I needed something to change in and this was the first one I saw. I’m sorry, I guess? I can take it down if you’d like.”

The shadowhunter girl always managed to embarass herself, she had a big mouth that said things she didn’t really mean.

Raphael rose his eyebrows and chuckled amused, “ You don’t have to strip for me, angel.”

“ That’s not what I meant-”

“ Sure”, he said with a longer ‘u’ than usual, making it sound sarcastic.

“ Don’t flatter yourself, Raphael. ”

He just smiled, knowing that a shadowhunter will always be stubborn and there’s no point arguing with them, especially if you just met them and they’re really hot.

“ You can keep that, but that’s it. I won’t give you any other shirts of mine or Magnus will start thinking I’m completely, truly and deeply in love with you.”

She laughed, “ aren’t you?”

“ Not yet, we didn’t even got on our first date, mi amor. ”

“ There’s plenty of time , isn’t it?”

“ Time is a tricky thing; and it’s not a friend of mine.”

(Y/N) studied him, his dark eyes held a lot of sadness and tiredness, there was also this crinkle between his brows that formed every time he frowned, he looked sick of this world, of the shadow world.

“ It’s sucks to be an immortal vampire, I guess. ”

He sighed, “ at first it was good, but that was back in 1953 when my family was still alive and I, somehow, lived with them for a while. ”

“ A lot of time has passed, you must be sick of living.”

“ Sometimes I am, but I know that death won’t bring me anything better. ”

(Y/N) gasped, “ you’re a believer ?”

“ You’re asking if I believe in God? Of course. I’m a catholic. So, I know what’s next for me, hell . ”

“ I believe you’ll get your second chance Raphael, you’re a good guy I see.”

“ That’s the first time a shadowhunter complimented me.”

“ Such a shame, you’re quite handsome I must say.”

Raphael laughed, “ Now its clear you’re Magnus’s friend, you two are so alike , but you might be less annoying and prettier.”


“ Excuse me, Santiago? Am I not pretty enough ?!”

Raphael and (Y/N) turned around at the sound of Magnus’s voice, he sounded amused, but both, (Y/N) and Raphael were panicked.

“ You were listening?” the girl asked suspiciously

“ Of course I was; you went to change like a hour ago, I knew my dear friend Raphael was here as well , but by knowing you two I was 99% sure that you won’t be having sex, so I just had to come and make sure I was right, and of course that I was, you’re just bonding.” He smirked, “ pathetic, but you two are cute, I put my money on you that in at least two years you’ll be engaged. I need a ship name for you two. You two are endgame. ”

With his speech done, Magnus left his bedroom and went to get a shot of whiskey , while Raphael and (Y/N) were sitting awkwardly next to each other.

The girl sighed, “ well, when you’ll propose let me know, I might say yes. ”

The One With The Free Porn

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: When you stumble upon a weird TV channel, you and your boyfriend make a bet.

Words: 825

Warnings: Fluff, mentions of smut (not really tagged as smut, but whatevs), cursing?

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A/N: This is my submission for @eyes-of-a-disney-princess and @sis-tafics ‘s  Have a Hubba Bubba Birthday Writing Challenge! Friends is one of my favorite TV shows ever and I had a lot of fun writing this, hope you like it :)

Feedback is always appreciated, enjoy! xx

Originally posted by soluscheese

Dean walked into your shared room with the bowl of popcorn he promised to bring, finding you laying on the bed with the remote on your hand as you changed the channels.

“Anything on?” He pouted, laying beside you as you both took some popcorn and ate it.

“Not really,” you replied, mouthful. “I guess no one watches interesting movies at 4 in the afternoon.”

Dean chuckled, watching the tv and eating some more popcorn before you came across a very weird channel.

“Is… is that-?” He stuttered, your mouth opened wide in surprise to find a naked couple making out on TV, romantic music playing in the background. “Is that porn?”

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