gosh the way he looks at her

Liz’s Party | Peter Parker

Summary: Spiderman shows up at Liz’s party to impress everyone, mostly the reader…

Warning: some spoilers

Pairing: Peter Parker (Spiderman) x reader

Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six

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Mine | Theo Raeken Imagine

pairings: theo raeken x reader

warnings: ass grabbing idk

prompt: “grab her ass in front of guys that want her, and grab her ass in front of girls that want you.”

a/n: i’m a sucker for over-protective theo.

Dating wasn’t easy, Dating Theo Raeken was a full on suicide mission. But no matter how hard it seemed, It would always be worth it; For the both of you.

You and Theo started dating a couple months after he came to Beacon Hills, Even though you were a beta in Scotts pack and surprisingly even after all the terrible things he did to your pack you saw the man in the monster, You accepted him and his flaws; And that’s exactly what made Theo fall oh-so deep in love with you. But when you started dating, Even though Theo is a big fan of PDA and not to mention one hell of a jealous wolfie, You two kept your relationship low-key.

This may have caused a couple of problems, Considering your boyfriend basically has a group of fangirls constantly by his side you may have been caught jealous a few times. But I mean, Who could blame them? Your boyfriend has one hell of a body; But then again, It’s your boyfriend.

And let’s be honest here, Theo was basically always jealous and not to mention over protective over you when it comes to other guys. Any time he saw a guy coming up to you, And especially if he was flirting with you, He would always walk up next to you and pull you into a passionate kiss showing everyone who you belong too.

Today was not exceptional for you two.

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Operation Henderson and Harrington Pt. 3 ~ Mini-Series

Summary: The kids take it upon themselves to test their matchmaking skills. With a little help, they form a plot to get you and Steve together by Halloween.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x (Henderson!You) Reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: Language! Mostly from Dustin.

A/N: Part Three is up!!! Enjoy!

Part One ~ Part Two ~ Part Three ~ Part Four ~ Part Five ~ Part Six ~ Part Seven FINALE 

Tags: @vaultvixen @everythingilove-blog @petah-parkah-and-potahtas @holycoldcoffee @thechandlerbingdance @jinx-is-fire @jinx-is-fire @unapologetically-insane @moonlightbae14 @thatcrazyfangirlmaze @eylul222 @eadesa @richletozler @thegirlwhoisintoomanyfandoms @13reasonswhyimcrying @kyliegeatz @itskayleefam @goimaginethiss @tapetayloe @theoraeken9 @greatbarrierwreath @themidnight-train @stressedoutkylo @pugsandkisses14 @a-sinners-ink @captainstilinskis @iamzion-therealhabesha @turqois-e @agirlwholovesfandoms @alwaysoutoftheordinary @totheworldosanime


Phase Three of Operation Henderson and Harrington: Shopping.

You hummed as you made your way through the Halloween store that was located about a mile outside of Hawkins. Everyone knew this was the best place to go to for all costume and decorating needs. You already had found black attire at a regular clothing store, attire meaning black leggings and a black shirt to wear underneath the signature pink jacket, for yourself and the two girls but the pink jacket could only be purchased at a costume store.

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Imagine being a single, pregnant mom and Dean wants to be the father of your child because he’s been in love with you for years and wants to have a family with you.

“Dean, you really don’t have to do this.” you whispered, placing a hand over your belly as the older Winchester fixed on the last shelf for your books.

“Come on, (Y/n), you have more books than Sam himself. You needed the shelves and I had nothing better to do. What else was I supposed to do? Let you get it done on your own?” he scoffed, shaking his head as he kept going with his work.

“Dean, I could have done it! It’s not that hard, you forget I was able to put up with you and Sam ever since I was a little kid?” you teased with a smirk as he shot you a glare, but at the same time couldn’t help a grin.

“Shut up, you know you love us.” he mumbled and you giggled, nodding your head.

“Yes I do.” you whispered, wanting to bad to say you loved him more and in a much different way than Sam, but holding yourself back in the end “But I mean it you know. Just cause I’m pregnant doesn’t mean I can’t do a thing on my own and you know it. I could have just as well carried everything and put it together on my own, it’s no science Dean.”

“No it’s not but-” he let a small breath as he got back up on his feet, having finished his work “There was no way I was gonna let you carry anything on your own, 9.5/10 pregnancy books say that especially during the latest months of your pregnancy you are not allowed to carry anything heavy, not to mention overwork.” he shrugged as if it was nothing, putting back all of the tools in one place.

“Wait-” you smirked, raising an eyebrow “You- you- how do you know that?”

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anonymous asked:

headcanon where harrison and jacob love to cockblock tom and his s/o lol

LMAO THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING THIS 

  • lol ok so tom usually loves jacob and harrison with his whole heart 
  • key word: usually
  • the exception is when they like to interfere with your intimate moments with tom
  • it all started out one evening when everyone was gathered at your flat for a movie night
    • everyone meaning: jacob, harrison, and of course tom
  • tom had made his way over to sit by you on the couch, eager to snuggle with you
  • harrison had other plans
  • he saw where tom was headed and immediately shot up from his spot on the opposite couch
  • he hurried to sit directly next you as tom approached the couch 
  • “harrison, what the hell are you doing, mate?”
  • “just getting comfortable” he’d say this with a grin and pat the spot next to him that was still open
    • “i’m a better cuddler anyways, you know this, tom” 
  • “harrison, mooooooove” 
    • *cue tom’s whiny voice*
  • “why don’t you go sit next to jacob? he looks lonely. i’ll keep y/n company”
  • you’d just be watching the exchange, trying not to laugh at the frustrated look on tom’s face  
  • “you idiot, i’m supposed to keep her company” 
  • harrison would just shrug and sink further into the couch, resting an arm behind your head 
  • tom would huff and puff as he made his way to the couch with jacob
  • “TOM!!” 
    • jacob outstretches his arms to welcome tom 
  • “you’re not y/n, jacob, be quiet” 

  • oh gosh and then there was the time you had visited tom on set
  • you met him in his trailer in between scenes when he had a little down time to himself
  • he ushered you in quickly and his lips were already on yours from the moment you stepped into the trailer and after he locked the door 
  • the two of you would be in the middle of a very heated kiss, tom’s hands resting underneath your shirt, impatient to take it off
  • as if on cue, harrison came barging through the door
    • the damn assistant had a key 
  • “hello, my favorite people!” 
  • “harrison, we’re kind of in the middle of something.”
  • “right, sorry, mate” 
  • he’d throw a hand over his eyes dramatically and try and navigate himself to the couch in the middle of the trailer 
  • “hARRISON” 
  • “you may carry on” 
  • you were fighting a giggle while tom was fuming 
  • “HARRISON” 
  • “yes, thomas?”
  • “go find jacob or something and do something” 
  • “excellent idea, tom” 
  • he’d pull out his phone and dial jacob’s number 
    • “hey, jacob! tom invited us to the trailer to hang with him and y/n!!” 
    • tom is literally hitting his head against the trailer wall 
  • let’s not forget when you were accompanying the boys on a press tour 
  • you had rested your head on his shoulder while flying on the private jet with the rest of the sm:h cast and harrison and a few other various crew members 
  • his hand was mindlessly stroking your hair as you drifted in and out of sleep 
  • someone please tell me how this boy got turned on during this flight
  • he woke you up once he was sure everyone else was asleep or completely distracted
  • “darling, wake up”
  • “what, tom????”
  • “can we join the mile high club”
  • you would perk up instantly, amused by his proposal 
  • you’d just nod rapidly in response and the two of you would get up and head for the bathroom near the back of the plane 
  • you thought ya’ll went unnoticed 
  • you two got into the small space and tom hoisted you onto the counter, his body resting between your legs that were spread across the surface
  • your hands would be in his hair as he started to run his fingers over your clothed core 
  • just as you were getting irritated with his teasing, you demanded for him to take off his pants and get a move on with things
  • he took off his pants hurriedly at the moment an impatient knock rattled the door
  • “tommmmmm, i have to pee.” 
  • “hARRISoN, NOT NOW” 
  • “but i really have to pee”
  • “hold it, you ass” 
  • “can you resume fucking y/n after i pee?”
    • if you’ve never seen tom angry with his best friend, now you have
    • harrison was all giggles as you two exited the bathroom a few moments later
    • jacob high fiving harrison in the process 
  • oHMY GOSH THE TIME YA’LL WERE OUT TO DINNER AT A PRETTY FANCY RESTAURANT 
  • to say tom had been aroused by your look that night was an understatement
  • since the two of you left the flat, his hands were on you almost every second
  • especially when you two sat down
  • your dress was short enough for tom to have his hand rest dangerously close to your underwear 
  • when he thought no one was paying attention, he slipped a hand up your dress making you shift in your seat
  • jacob noticed the small gesture but stayed quiet, nudging harrison and shifting his eyes to the two of you, tom’s eyes still lowered 
  • harrison noticed your facial expressions and the lack of one of tom’s hands from its previous position on the restaurant table 
  • jacob “dropped” his fork 
  • “hey, harrison, can you please pick up my fork?”
  • since tom was still listening, he removed his hand from your underwear just as harrison shimmied under the table, a fake cough leaving his mouth 
  • jacob watched the two of you, your eyes anywhere but the boys 
  • “look, mate, if you wanted to get it on, i hear the bathrooms here are exceptional” 
  • “hARriSON” 
    • your cheeks have never been redder
    • tom really can’t catch a break 

NurseyWeek Prompt #1 - Silence/Mistake. Um, kind of. Got a bit off track.          ¯\_(ツ)_/¯


Dex tromps into the Haus, slamming the door shut and tossing his bag haphazardly on the floor, kicking it out of the way as he passes. He’s scowling, which, frankly, isn’t that unusual, but his expression has an edge of something that tugs at Derek. Dex doesn’t even spare him a glance as he flops down at the other end of the couch with an exasperated growl, tipping his head back and squeezing his eyes shut. Silence fills the space between them for a moment.

“So, how was your day?” Derek asks.

“Fuck off.”

“Yeah, mine was good, too.”

“Fuck. Off.”

Derek scans the defeated slope of Dex’s body as it’s sprawled over the couch, frowning to himself. Huh. He drops the fake cheer from his voice and puts his notebook down on the end table behind him.

“Dex, hey. What happened?” he asks, voice softer now, quiet even in the relative silence of the Haus mid-day. Dex cracks one amber eye open and gives him a look, squinting semi-suspiciously at him. Derek waits him out, tilting his head and trying to look open for conversation.

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Just imagine how much hate the Kuroshitsuji characters will get if they were the opposite sex

Cannon Sebastian: Uhh, he is so gorgeous and sexy. Just look at the way he throws the butter knives and the way he says ‘yes my lord’! 10/10 the hottest and the best character in the show. 

Female Sebastian: WHAT A SLUT. She is so cringe when she says ‘yes my lord’. She is such a bitch to Ciel and needs to respect her master more. What the heck is with those butter knives anyway? There are so stupid. THIS MAID SUCKS SHIT. Go back to hell where you belong and leave Ciel alone!

Cannon Ciel: I love how he is so mature, not to mention he is so smart for his age! What a badass! Poor baby, his parents and his home burnt down in a fire and got kidnapped by some crazy cult, he needs more love. I love how he’s so spoilt, it’s actually funny to watch. 

Female Ciel: WHAT A SPOILT LITTLE BITCH. Who does she think she is? She thinks she is so smart, acting all high and mighty with that ‘know it all’ attitude. Bitch you need to treat your butler with respect! Maybe the manor lit on fire because of your shit attitude. 

Cannon Alois: He just needs some love okay?! Screw you all the haters! Poor baby, he lost his brother and got sold in to sex slavery to this pedo old man! He’s only acting this way because he was so mentally traumatised gosh! HE DID NOT DESERVE TO DIE.

Female Alois (will probably get the most hate): WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THIS LITTLE BLONDE BITCH? LOOK AT HER ATTITUDE, GOSH IT’S EVEN WORSE THE CIEL! YOU ARE HONESTLY SO ANNOYING AND CLINGY, NOT TO MENTION YOU ACT LIKE A FRIKIN SLUT ALL THE TIME! GO CLAUDE FUCKING KILL THIS BITCH SHE DESERVES TO DIE!

Cannon Claude: NO BODY LIKES YOU.

Female Claude: NO BODY LIKES YOU. 

*The only time Claude will actually be liked is if Alois was a girl.*

BONUS:

Cannon Elizabeth: She is so annoying with that high pitched voice. Always fuckin clingy, whiny and a crybaby. She doesn’t deserve Ciel. Oh! She is a sudden badass? We like her now!

Male Elizabeth: Awww he is so cute! Just look at it him, he loves his fiance so much! True love! Oh, he was a secret badass too? We love him even more!


Let’s all admit we can be hypocritical sometimes all the time.

Help Me [Draco x Reader, Two]

A/N: ENJOY THE ANGST

Word Count: 1,446

Warnings: A N G S T. Self blame. Tears (lots of ‘em). Harry x Reader (I mean this is technically a love triangle series but–)

Summary: Part two to Break Me.

Chapter One / Three / Four / Five

Tags: @fandomlover03 @tiny-strawberry- @i-wished-upon-a-star-one-night @1amorales1

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“A year, Harry! A year! I can’t believe it I just- What did I do wrong?!” She paced back in forth, unknowing if she should scream or cry. The Golden Trio looked at each other and then looked back at (Name) sympathetically.

“This may not be the best time, but I feel like I should say I told you so,” Ron muttered. (Name) looked at him, tears welling up before she broke down completely. Hermione smacked him on the arm exclaiming “Ronald Weasley!” under her breath. Ron looked panicked at the sight of (Name).

She sat on the ground, breathing heavily while tears rolled down her cheeks. Her nose, eyes, and lips had become a bit puffy and pink from crying. Her breaths were shaky and heavy. They came in uneven patterns, and Harry recognized this immediately.

“No no no, (Name).” He was crouched beside her, gently shaking her shoulders. “Stop, you have to stop. Breath, please.”

(Name) was having panic attack.

“(Name), breath.” He inhaled and exhaled with her, shoulders loosening as she did just that. Her sobs resolved into shaky breaths and small hiccups. She couldn’t form words as her breath got caught in her throat in the middle of her words. He left Hermione and Ron to her as he went off to find the culprit of all this mess.


Draco didn’t regret what he had done. He really didn’t. But he was still doubtful. Should he take action? Should he had just ended it with her? Why Parkinson if all people? He didn’t even refer to her by her first name. They weren’t close.

But the sex. The sex is what drove him. There weren’t any strings attached like it was with (Name). He didn’t have to worry about hurting Parkinson’s feelings. Parkinson would willingly put out for him.

But in the end, was it all worth it?

Draco wasn’t a completely cold hearted person-He did feel bad. But was it for himself, or was it for (Name)?

“Malfoy! What have you done!” Before he could even snap out of his thoughts, his shoulders were shoved back on the brick wall. Draco didn’t have time to comprehend what was happening before Harry Potter was shouting in his face. “You worthless little rodent. You idiot!” Harry usually wasn’t a person to confront someone with violence, but this needed to be done.

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Hope this makes sense LOL

RFA + Saeran with a MC who bites her bottom lip

Zen

  • Oh Lord… give him strength
  •  He just sees you sitting on the couch, reading a book and… biting your lip.
  • What are you reading? Must be something naughty for you to make this face… ahh, what could it be? He’s so curious.
  •  “Babe, you know you don’t have to be reading these things, when you have me to do whatever you want, right?” he whispers in your ears, making you shiver.
  • But you look at him confused, because what does he mean? You were reading the manual of the fridge to see how to fix it. Will he fix it for you?
  •  Turns out you bite your lip when you’re really focused. And it’s so hard to pay attention to what he’s doing on the fridge when you’re reading the instructions for him and biting your lip.
  •  But he will fix it! He must so he can gain some kisses later.

Yoosung

  • Why… why can’t he stop staring?
  • He’s supposed to be studying, but it’s so cold and you’re right beside him in the library… wetting your lips and biting the bottom one.
  • He gazes at you… and quickly looks away when you look at him.
  •  “Are you okay, honey?” you ask him. “Ahh, it’s nothing, MC… are you… are you okay?”
  • “Me? Yeah, my lips are just a little chapped due to the cold, see?” Oh… he’s so glad he asked before jumping to conclusions…
  • “Oh no, MC… it’s just so cold, right? Ahh, I think I should study at home, then I can make you some cocoa and we can be blanket burritos, what do you think?”
  •  Well, you could just use some chapstick, but he looks so excited and concerned it’s impossible for you to say no… and who are you kidding? You love his cocoa.

Jaehee

  • Her lips are a little chapped too.
  • So she knows that’s why you’ve been biting and licking your lips like this, but…
  • Why… why is it that cute when you do it? Why is she staring when you must be in pain?
  •  “Here” she offers you her chapstick.
  • “Thaaaaank you! You’re such an angel!” you answer in such a dramatic way, but it’s hard not to blush.
  • And the way you keep smiling so sweetly at her, ahhh… you’re just too cute…
  • “You saved my life. I owe you one!” you hug her quickly, and ahhh… it’s so nice to feel your warmth in this cold day…

 

Jumin

  • You were having dinner at a restaurant
  • Both he and the waiter are looking at you, waiting for you to make your order.
  • You bite your bottom lip, not sure on what you want.
  • His eyes are glued on you, gosh… you’re so adorable… but do you have to do that here? What is the waiter thinking of this? Should he do something to remind him that you’re his?
  •  You finally order, and the waiter bows politely. Hum… he’s not fazed as Jumin at all.
  •  “What? Something wrong?” you ask, noticing how he’s staring at you.
  • He just chuckles, placing his hand on top of yours and then bringing it to his lips. “Nothing, I just realized I can’t wait to kiss you when we’re alone, my love.” Well, okay… you have no idea on what you did, but it’s not like you’re complaining.

Saeyoung

  • It’s a cold night and you are getting ready to sleep.
  • Both of you are messing with your phones in bed.
  • Then he notices how you keep biting your bottom lip and finds particularly hard to look away from you.
  • “What are you looking at?” “Me? Oh nothing… just you tempting me like this, that’s all.” He mimics the way you bite your lip.
  • “You’re so full o yourself! My lips are chapped, it hurts, you know?”
  • You pout, and though it looks like you’re annoyed, he knows you’re just making fun of him.
  • So he pins you under him and plants soft kisses in your lips. “Saeyoung…” “What? I’m just kissing it better!”

V

  • You two decided it was time to change the color of the leaving room at his place
  • He suggested you and him should paint instead of hiring someone
  • So you took an afternoon to come over and help him painting
  • As you plan how and where to start, he notices you biting your bottom lip as he explains his idea.
  • And he catches himself stuttering a little as his eyes focus on your lips.
  • “Something wrong, Jihyun?” “Oh, not at all… I’m just wondering… is everything okay? Your lips look a little chapped, my love…” “They do? I don’t feel anything…I…”
  • You blush as he leans closer, grabbing your chin. “Hmmm…I think I need to check closer to be sure…” and h presses his lips on yours.

Saeran

  • Stupid cold days, he can’t even get ice cream with you!
  • Well, you guys can at least go on a date to get some cocoa.
  • But arrrhgh, stupid cold days, his lips are chapped and he can feel the taste of blood in his tongue
  • And you’re not making any easier by licking your lips like this, are you… teasing him?
  • “What’s wrong, Saeran?” “Don’t play with me like this, MC! My mouth hurts and…”
  • “Ugh, mine too! Ah, I think I brought a chapstick!” you fumble in your purse, oh… so you weren’t tempting him… “You want some too?” you ask, offering him the chapstick.
  • “No, I’ll pass…” you notice how he keep looking at you, so you lean towards him and presses your lips on his, leaving some of the chapstick there. He’s blushing so hard, but… at least they aren’t that bruised anymore, he’s actually… feeling much better… cold days aren’t that stupid…
Mine (part 2 of Hers)

This is part 2 to this imagine. Hope you enjoy it!

You know one of the worst things about being in love with your best friend? You can’t just get away from them. It’s like even if you’re sure that ignoring them will be helpful, they just won’t take it.

Since that night, a month ago, I’ve been doing everything in my power to get away from Harry. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want him out of my life forever, but just for a little while so I can try and get over him. Because now he’s engaged, and trust me, the world doesn’t let me forget this.

Although I’ve been busy with work – or at least that’s what I tell Harry to avoid him – the world seems to get against me all the time. Fans bombarding my twitter with questions about his engagement and how I feel about it, Harry and Lexa on the cover of every magazine, Louis texting me every day asking me how I am doing, Anne complaining I haven’t been to their family reunion on weekends… It’s tough to ignore this whole thing when it seems it’s out to get me.

Harry knows something is wrong. I don’t think he realizes how hurt I am by his decision to get married to Lexa, but he definitely knows something is wrong. He keeps texting me, saying he misses me and that he wants me to be part of his wedding. So far, I’m not even sure if I’ll go to the damn thing.

Will you be free this weekend? Mom said she’ll be giving a small get together and that she misses you. H

Not sure. Working and all that.

Why are you so distant?

I’ve already told you, I’m working. Big project.

I’ll be honest and say I miss him. Probably more than I should. I miss his hugs, I miss his voice, his smile, his mesmerizing green eyes, his way of making me smile by only looking at me. I miss him. But I also feel angry. Harry is probably the smartest person I know and yet he doesn’t realize the mistake he’s making. Lexa doesn’t get him like I do, she probably doesn’t care for him as much as I do and definitely doesn’t love him like I do. I guess I am just angry at myself, at the end of the day. I could have had him. It took me too long to tell him my feelings and he moved on. No, to someone to move on from someone there has to be feelings involved and I’m pretty sure he never had those feelings for me.

It hurts, most of all. It’s hard to ignore the aching feeling in my heart, especially when I don’t know how to get rid of it. I’ve been on dates the past weeks, dates that went nowhere. That ended with me in my couch, a bottle of wine, old photos of Harry and me and many tears. Tears because I miss those times when we’re inseparable, when it was us against the world. I miss those times when I knew I could tell him everything. I miss his comfort after heartbreak. But how can I go to him when the reason I am so devastated is him? Is the fact that he loves someone else, that he is about to vow infinity love for someone is not me. Is the fact that even though he knows me so well, he can’t see how this is breaking me. He is about to be forever hers and all I wish was for him to give me a chance to make him mine. He can’t fix me when he’s the one who broke me.  

I knew I shouldn’t, it would only make things worse. So I don’t how I ended up sitting in my car, on Anne’s driveway. I should turn around and go back to my house, but a part of me didn’t want to. I miss everyone, they’re like family to me. And, most of all, I miss him. I know very well that for my own sake I should turn around and run, so why am I walking towards the door?

“Y/N, it’s so good to see you, my darling! I missed you! How are you doing?” Anne hugged me tight and I couldn’t help the smile that this hug brought to my face. I miss her more than anything.  

“I’m ok. Working a lot.” I let go of her and we headed to her living room. Everyone was there: Gemma, the boys, Lou, Lux and, of course, Harry and Lexa. He looks amazing and my breath was caught in my through as soon as he headed my way.

“Where have you been hiding?!” He hugged me and I let him hold me to his chest. Gosh, how I missed this. Missed him so close to me. I almost forgot everyone else, but the hug was shortly broken by Gemma.

“Sis, it’s so good to see you. How’s work? How’s life?” She hugged me.

After saying hello to everyone, Gemma, Louis and I went to the kitchen to grab some more wine to the others.

“How you doing?” Louis asked me once we were out of reach.

“I drink a lot, I cry a lot and I work a lot.” I was honest with them. Gemma looked at me with sadness in her eyes and I knew she wanted nothing more than to me and her brother to get together and be happy.

“He misses you.” Louis told me. “He doesn’t know why you’re pulling away and it’s breaking him that you’re so distant.”

I felt a knot in my through and I knew if I keep talking about it, I’ll lose it. I’ll crumble in a ball of hysterical cries and that would cause a lot of trouble. I took the wine bottle and went back to the kitchen, to see Lexa showing Anne pictures of wedding dresses she has been trying on. Anne looked like she couldn’t care less for what her future to be daughter-in-law was saying, but the scene itself was enough to halt me in place.

It was real. He really was getting married. She was already looking at dresses. I think a part of me always thought he was going to change his mind, or maybe this whole thing was some kind of sick joke.

“Oh, Y/N, Lexa wants you to help with her dress too.” Harry smiled at me, oblivious to the hurt his words caused.

“Hm, maybe some other time.” My voice didn’t sound like myself, it sounded robotic. “I need to go now. Got a call from the office.”

“Wait, what?” He asked confused. “You just got here. And today is Sunday, you can’t possibly work on a Sunday!”

“Well, it’s very possible and I need to get going.” I was out the door before I could even hear anything else.

I drove back home with tears rolling down my face and a broken heart. I lost him forever.

If I had stayed that night, I would’ve known about the fight that took place right after I left. I would’ve known how pissed off Harry was with my behavior and I would know what unfolded after Gemma decided to just through every truth at him.

If I had stayed, I wouldn’t be face to face with a very angry Harry, standing in the middle of my living room.

“YOU LOVE ME?” He asked looking at me from across the room.

“Of course I love you, you’re my best friend and…” I tried to get out of the situation, but I could see I wasn’t convincing him.

“Oh please, Gemma told me everything. How you’ve been in love with me for 3 years and not said a damn word about it. How you’ve ran away from my party not because you’re not feeling well as you told me, but because I got engaged. How you’ve been ignoring me on purpose to get rid of your feelings for me. Why did I have to hear this from my sister, Y/n? Why didn’t you tell me?” His voice was near a whisper at the end of his rant and he looked devastated.

“I-I-I…” I took a deep breath and turned away from him. “I was afraid of losing you for good. When I first realized my feelings, I didn’t know how to deal with it. How was I supposed to tell you? I’ve known you my whole life, Harry! But the boys kept on telling me to talk to you. Do you remember that day 3 years ago?” I turned around to meet with his green eyes watching my every move. “When you told me you met Lexa?”

“Of course. It was the day you told me you were coming home and…” He stopped. I could see the wheels turning in his head; I knew he understood what I wanted to say.

“I was going to confess my feelings for you that day. But you were so happy about her… I couldn’t ruin this for you. So I decided it was time for me to come home, for me to move on from you.”

“But you never did.” He whispered.

“No. It’s harder to get over you than it looks like.” I sat on my couch, feeling completely defeated with this whole conversation. “Why are you so pissed off, Haz? Yes, I do love you and I am trying to get over you. Eventually it will happen. I’m not gonna lie and say that right now I’m happy with your wedding, because God knows I don’t think she’s right for you. But if you’re happy, than so am I. I just need time to get over my feelings for you, that’s all.”

“Why am I so pissed off?!” Harry suddenly was angry again. “You didn’t tell me anything. You completely shut me out, I was left in the dark for too long. For Christ sake, I am your best friend, you should tell me this things! So now, not only did I lose my future wife, I’m afraid I’ll lose my best friend.”

“Wait, what?” I looked up at his hooded eyes, feeling my heart pick up the rate. What does he mean with lost his future wife?

As if reading my thoughts, he took the wedding ring he gave Lexa from his pocket and showed to me. The beautiful diamond was shining in the dim lights and I could barely believe my own eyes.

“Harry, what did you do? Why are you with her bloody ring?”

“Because if you had told me you loved me, I would never have stayed with Lexa in the first place!” He sat beside me and took my hand in his. “I always loved you, Y/N. Gosh, always have and always will! I spent so many years loving you, and when I realized you would never love me back, I decided to move on, y’know? Lexa was a great girl, but she wasn’t you. I cared for her, and since I believed I would never love someone as much as I love you, I thought she could be the next best thing, I guess. Gosh, Y/N, I love you so so so much it hurts.”

At first, I thought I was dreaming. Harry was confessing his feelings for me and it has to be a dream. But when his hands found my neck and his lips found my lips, I knew this was actually happening. And it was better than every dream I ever had in my entire life.

“Now, I need to hear your answer even though I know what’s gonna be. Y/N, will you be my girlfriend?” He smiled at me and in that moment I knew everything was finally fitting into places.

“We went through all of this for you STILL have to ask me that?” I rolled my eyes and straddled his lap. “Of course, you idiot.”

“Oh, I can’t wait to see the others reaction.” He laughed and kissed me again. “But first, let me show you exactly how much I love you.”

And just like that, he carried me to my room, for the first of many nights together.

***

I hope you’ve liked this. Please, leave me your thoughts about this oneshot, talk to me pleeease. Sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language!

All the love, B.

MASTERLIST

xfulcrumx  asked:

When do you think Shiro caught feels for Allura and vice versa?

OH BOY okay when did Shiro catch feels for Allura?

…right about here.

When did Allura catch feels for Shiro? that’s a bit more up in the air, but personally i think she’s gonna catch them now that he’s gone. i mean she already likes him a lot, that much is clear - and it’s clear that he is her favourite Paladin, that she likes him more than the others - that she relies on him and trusts him and is comfortable around him… but as for catching feels? i think she’s maybe a bit in denial about it, and maybe she won’t fully acknowledge how much she cares about him until she realises how hard it is to keep going without him.

that said, i think there’s one moment when Allura was definitely like “gosh he’s so sweet, why do i always feel so soft and mushy when he’s around” and it was this:

that is the face of a woman who’s suddenly feeling all kinds of things and isn’t quite sure she wants to admit them to herself yet.

Strict

Hello guys well i felt inspired so i wrote this haha, please let me know if you like it and feel free to request! Check out “Unstoppable”!

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut.

Length: 2k

One shot

Summary; “Chanyeol was known for being a very strict teacher”


“Okay students you can now leave” said your math teacher getting her things and leaving the classroom. 

“Hurry up y/n i don’t want to be late for Mr. Park’s class!” of course she wouldn’t want to be late, it was Mr. Park’s class he was known for his amazingly good looks but also known for being very strict, so basically he had all the girls swooning for him… including you, you immediately had a crush on him since the first day you saw him. 

“Okay, okay let’s go” You said putting the last book in your backpack and headed to the door with her.

When you arrived to Mr. Park’s classroom you saw that he was talking to your brother Baekhyun, he was also a teacher there but unlike Mr. Park that was new, your brother already had 5 years giving classes in school. 

You tried to walk fast past them but your brother was fast enough to notice “Where do you think you're going missy” Busted. You stopped at your tracks and turned around to look at him. 

You noticed that Mr. Park was also looking at you so that made you nervous since his gaze was always very strong, your cheeks reddened a bit. 

Baekhyun made you a motion to get close to them. “Are you just going to act like you didn't see me and not say hello?” he asked in disbelief. “Baekhyun i see you everyday at home” You answered crossing your arms over your chest making a ‘are you serious?’ type of look. 

“But i didn’t speak to my baby sister this morning, i went to see you but you were still sleeping” He pouted. “Do you know you drool in your sleep?” he asked while pulling your cheek lightly. You wouldn’t have minded what he said if you were alone but Mr. Park was listening to everything so it did make you flush in embarrassment. “Gosh Baekhyun that's one of the reasons i act like i don’t know you, you have no filter” You said putting one of your hands in your face. 

“Each day you get more rude” he said moving his head in disappointment way. You were about to retort but the bell rang signaling it was time to start class. Baekhyun said goodbye and got out of the classroom while you went to your seat.  

“Okay everybody i just want to see pencil and eraser in your table put everything else in your backpack and turn off cellphones”

You turned to look at your best friend in horror and whispered “Oh my gosh is the exam today?” she nodded her head. “I told you twice yesterday but you were just daydreaming y/n” she whispered back. 

You were doomed, you were already failing this subject and with this it was just worse. 

Mr. Park passed the exams to everyone and once finished he said “Okay you have the whole hour, good luck” he sat at his desk and started checking some exams from the other group. 

You stared at the paper intently searching for something you could answer but your mind was just blank, you looked at your best friend for help but she just shrugged.

50 minutes and your paper sheet was still white, there were only three students left in the classroom including you. You turned around to look if someone could help but they were concentrated in there exam then you turned your eyes to look at Mr. Park but he was already watching you. 

Your mouth opened a bit at the surprise and your cheeks started to feel hot so you fastly looked at your paper sheet again in embarrassment.

10 minutes and you were the only one left in the classroom, so you stood up decided to just give up and give him that blank paper sheet. 

“Why is the paper sheet blank Mrs. Byun?” he asked looking at the white paper and then raising his eyes to you.

You looked down to the floor and answer sincerely “I forgot to study and well i didn’t know anything” you sighed, he was your crush and you were just making a fool of yourself.

“Are you consent that your failing my class right?” you nodded your head in agreement “Mr. Park i really don’t want to fail this class can’t i do the exam again tomorrow please?” You asked looking at him with hope, you were pretty sure he would say no since he was known for being strict but he got you off guard when he said “I want to see you here tomorrow at 4 and don't be late” 

“Thank you so much Mr. Park i promise i’ll do my best!” you got your things from your table and left the classroom in a hurry.

Next day.

You arrived to the classroom at 3:55 and Mr. Park wasn’t there yet so you decided to write some notes in your leg just in case you forgot since you didn’t want to fail.

It was 4:05 when Mr. Park went inside the classroom “Sorry for the tardiness” said that he gave you your exam “Good luck”

You already where more than halfway from finishing the exam when you got to a question you didn’t know “What event took place on July 10th 1951 that started a two year long process to peace?” suddenly you remembered you wrote it on your leg so you raised you head to look at Mr. Park but he looked very busy writing down notes, so you decided to lift your skirt a bit to look at the answer.

“What are you doing Mrs. Byun?” Shit. You hurriedly fixed your skirt and tried to look normal “Nothing Mr. Park” you smiled nervously. 

“Come over here” You hesitated to get up but you saw how serious he was so you gave up and went towards him.

“I want you to lift your skirt up” Your eyes widened in surprise. “N-no i’m not going to do that” you stuttered a bit. 

“Fine” He pulled you with force towards him making you sit in his lap, he put his hand on your leg and raised your skirt, showing him the notes you had made. You looked at him in shock it was too much to register since it happened so fast. “I-i can explain” he looked at you smirking.

“I give you the chance to redo the exam and you just do this…bad girl” one of his hand grabbed your face making you turn to look at him. 

“I think you need a punishment” he said whispering to your ear. Your eyes widened and you gasped, that’s when he took the perfect opportunity to connect your lips together.

You where shocked, you never expected him to do this you had daydreamed of this a lot of times before but you never thought it would actually happen in real life. 

You started to move your lips in sync with his, the kiss was rough and passionate, his hands started to wonder around your body stopping at one of your breast while you started to unbutton his shirt but he stopped you. “I never ordered you to unbutton my shirt baby” you put your hands down to your lap and nodded. 

He chuckled and then his lips went towards your neck starting to give you light kisses to finally suck on your sweet spot leaving a big hickey. “I don’t want you to cover that okay?” A slight moan escaped your lips and he smiled at your action and then kept sucking, you took a grab at his hair and pulled lightly moaning “Mr. Park, t-this is wrong” 

“If this is wrong…” his hand moved your underwear to the side and started to touch your clit “then why are you so wet?” 

You were going to answer but a loud moan left your mouth when he inserted two fingers in your core and started to move them in and out fastly.

“Do you like this baby?” he asked looking at you expression of pleasure “Ye-yes please keep going” you took the opportunity to unbutton your shirt and toss it to the side leaving you in your bra, starting to touch your breasts. “Faster!” You moaned

He obeyed and went faster adding a third finger, making you scream in pleasure. “Look how i have you with just my fingers, imagine if it was my dick, love”  your core got tight at his words making you feel close to orgasm. 

You were so close to letting go when he abruptly took his fingers out of you. You turned around to give him a mad look but you saw him licking his fingers clean that making your core feel wet again. 

“Take all your clothes off” he ordered. You opened you mouth to retort that he was still fully clothed but he cut you off by saying “If you’re not going to use your pretty mouth to suck me off then i don’t want to hear you say a thing” You closed your mouth and just stared at him, you knew he had a strict personality but wow this was different. 

You started to take your clothes one by one while he just stared at you with lust. When you finished he said “Bend on the desk” you nodded your head and bent on the desk clearly showing him your most private part. 

You felt nervous since you didn’t know what he would do but the thought was replaced when you felt his wet muscle on your clit and a moan escaped from your mouth “Oh my god” you said while taking a hold at the sides of the desk. 

His tongue moved expertly in your clit making you clench your back in pleasure, you could actually say that you felt in heaven Mr. Park definitely knew what he was doing. 

You turned your head to the side and looked back at him seeing that he had already took his dick out and was jacking himself off, this action made your walls clench it was very hot sight to see especially since he had a very big size.

“AH!” You shouted finally having your first orgasm letting your juices out.

“You taste nice” he said standing on feet, you were going to turn around to get your clothes but he held you back in your place against the desk. “I never said we were over love” he started to undress and when finished he placed his dick at your entrance rubbing it up and down your core softly. “Are you virgin?” he asked in curiosity. 

“No, i’m not” said that he plunged hard inside you making you let out a long moan. 

He started to go fastly in and out inside you not letting you adjust to his size, making you a moaning mess “You're so tight baby” he said while giving your ass a light slap, he then pushed deeper and that’s when he found your g-spot “Yes Mr. Park there!” you screamed, you just felt in ecstasy.

“Call me Chanyeol” he said to your ear moaning and hit your spot harder making you scream in pleasure. 

“Faster Chanyeol!” you felt your second orgasm starting to build up fast and and he felt it too since your walls started to clench around his dick.

“I’m close chanyeol, don't stop” one of his hands went to your clit and started to rubbing it fast. 

“Yes, yes!” You shouted in pleasure letting your orgasm free, he then fastly pulled out of you and let hit seeds spill in your back letting a loud moan from his mouth. 

He pulled out of you and let himself sit in the ground in exhaustion, you lifted yourself off the desk and followed him to sit beside him. 

He turned his head to look at you and you smiled at him, surprisingly he smiled back making you lose your breath for a second at the sight of this beautiful man.

“So… is it true that you drool in your sleep?” he laughed.

“Stupid Baekhyun”

Personally I really dislike the theory Lotor doesn’t know Honerva became Haggar because you have to consider like…

At the end of her life Honerva looked like this. She has Haggar’s hairstyle and Haggar’s fashion sense and is halfway to Haggar’s markings.

Are we really insinuating Lotor- who’s so attentive to detail that he was able to immediately smell a rat with Voltron not living up to their own legends and put his finger on the probable cause almost completely accurate to what was happening- went in a cyropod, and actually woke up with the question of “wow, gosh, where did my white-haired mother with that strange distinctive way her markings changed after she was exposed to the rift go, and who is this white haired woman with incredibly similar markings hanging around Zarkon that he shows clear favoritism for?”

Lotor talks respectfully about Honerva’s work. The implication to me is he was fond of her once. He looked up to her once.

And that, I think, perfectly contextualizes the level of not just fear and revulsion he has towards Haggar’s abusive behavior, but the sheer amount of unloaded bitterness he levers towards the even idea of her.

Because Haggar’s thrown away everything about her past self that he used to respect about her. Even regaining her memory she didn’t have a shred of remorse that we’ve seen and her cautiously, fearfully staring at her own face is contextualized with her immediately ordering someone’s torture and shortly afterwards setting Lotor up to, without exaggeration, ruin his life. Remembering Zarkon is her husband prompts some tiny echo of softness from her, but remembering Lotor is her son is something she doesn’t even acknowledge. Her expression doesn’t change when Zarkon strips Lotor of his status and declares him a fugitive to be killed on sight. Maybe that bothered her and she’s just covering it- but she literally made that possible. Every time Lotor and Zarkon have come into conflict that we’ve seen, Haggar unblinkingly takes Zarkon’s side even when it actively hurts Lotor, and her own intrusions, for her own reasons, are even more destructive.

Even calling Lotor a “mother’s boy” for his respect of Honerva irks me because everything we know about Honerva suggests she was probably kind of a cold parent who got worse and worse. It’s not just visually that she was practically Haggar at the point when Alfor confronts her- we see that she doesn’t acknowledge Kova any more as anything but a test subject she’s eager to talk about the implications of.

On the set of Dunkirk

Request from @emfrodo: hey love! i was hoping I could get a Harry Styles x Shy Reader request where the reader is super shy and anxious and she works on the dunkirk set with him (she’s a techie) and they are the same age and she can’t stop laughing during a scene in the background because Harry is trying to make her laugh when he’s floating in the water with the other crew?? and like the entire crew knows they like each other and it’s just so cute and fluffy!!! thank you!!

Ever since Y/N was a kid, she always thought it would be so cool to have a job in being part of a technical crew for a movie production. It was interesting to see how specific people would be in charge of creating sounds and making sure the lighting for scenes are perfect along with dozens of other jobs in the different departments. So Y/N had followed up a career to become a technician and she was quite happy with her job.

However, never did Y/N think that she would be working for a Christopher Nolan movie. One of the most well-known Directors for his movies: The Dark Knight, Instellar, and Inception. The list goes on. So when Y/N was asked to become part of this movie production, she jumped at the offer. 

Her job was quite simple. She was one of the sound technicians who would make sure all unnecessary sound is blocked out. 

Working on the set of the movie Dunkirk has been a great experience for her so far. From the moment she started, she was given a very warm welcome from Chris. Him and his wife made her feel comfortable in her job and she didn’t feel any pressure like she would when she worked in a her past productions. 

Another thing Y/N didn’t see coming were the actors on the set. One in particular. It was his first ever movie and from what she has seen, he was pretty damn good. He was currently on hiatus from a very famous boy band and Y/N very much knew him from one of her friends who was non-stop crying about them. 

His name was Harry Styles. He was a very cute guy, she thought. And from what she has seen, polite and goofy too. He would immediately become serious when there is something serious going on or when he is being told specific instructions. He was tall and very buff. He had brown hair that was shaved from the sides but left on top. She knew he had long hair before according to her friend and pictures because quite a big deal since it was all over the news.

Y/N noticed him on the second day of shooting but he didn’t notice her. Or at least, she thinks he didn’t notice her. She found Harry quite the sight with his very prominent dimples that would display anytime he laughed or joked around with the other crew or cast. 

She usually kept her distance from the other people, not wanting to budge in when she wasn’t needed. She wanted things to run smoothly since this was one of the largest productions she was working on. Not only because of that, but also because she is an extremely shy person. It’s not like she wants to be quiet all the time but for some reason, when she’s around other people, words just don’t seem to come out of her mouth unless someone asks her a question. 

So Y/N kept her distance from the goofy, British boy but admired him from afar. Little did she know that this boy had noticed her on the first day of shooting and immediately felt an attraction towards her. Harry admired her too. He thought she would look super adorable when she was so into her job Her brows would furrow and lips would set into a firm line when she would have a serious look on her face when doing her job. He even noticed her laughing once with one of the crew members and he instantly noted that her smile was his favorite feature of her. He also noticed how quiet the girl would be. While the camera is rolling, she would stand from a certain distance and just watch. 

Harry thought she didn’t notice him either.

He asked one of the crew members who she was and in reply he said, “Her name is Y/N. One of the sound technicians. Great gal but doesn’t talk much.”

But Harry really wanted to talk to her. He thought the whole crew was amazing and that every one of their jobs are significant for this production. He admired all of them for their hard work. And he thought, maybe he should introduce himself to Y/N too and let her know that she was doing a fantastic job.

So on one of the days of shooting, when there was a lunch break, Harry builds the courage to walk up to her and talk. Usually, he doesn’t have a problem with it, but for some reason he felt slightly nervous. 

He sees Y/N sitting on one of the wooden boxes, sandwich in hand, courtesy of Chris.

Y/N feels him in her peripheral vision, wondering if he’s looking at her since he’s so close and when she looks up, she sees him looking at her. Her heart lodges in her throat and her eyes slightly widen when he gives her warm smile. She gives him a timid smile back, not wanting to be rude. He walks towards her with his sandwich and water bottle in hand. 

“’S this seat taken?” He asks, pointing his arm towards the wooden box next to her. 

She quickly shakes her head no, scooting over a bit to make room for him. She couldn’t believe he wanted to sit next to her. Or maybe he had no other place to sit. She doesn’t really know.

Harry gives her a thankful smile, sitting down on the box. He unwraps his sandwich, taking a large bite out of it because he was so hungry. He looks at Y/N, who was sat beside him quietly eating her sandwich.

He finishes chewing before speaking, “M’name is Harry,” He introduces, taking you by surprise.

Holy fuck, he was going to talk to her too? She silently thought. 

“Y/N,” She introduces back, giving him a small smile. 

“Wha’ kind of sandwich have yeh got there?” He asks her, not knowing what else to say. Idiot. 

Y/N looks down at her sandwich before looking back at him with a slightly amused face. 

“It’s chicken,” She tells him. 

Harry narrows his eyes at her playfully, “Dammit, so yeh’re one of ‘em who took tha’! ‘M stuck with tuna. Now m’breath is gonna stink the whole the day.” He sighs dramatically.

Y/N slightly laughs before apologizing, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was going to finish. Would you like some?” She offers, holding the other half of her sandwich out to him and he shakes his head no, laughing. 

“No no. Was just messin’ with yeh, love,” Y/N’s heart flutters when he says the last word. Damn British people and their terms of endearment. 

She pulls it back towards her, looking away but not before catching his cute dimpled smile. Gosh, he was so darn cute.

“Great job by the way,” He compliments before taking a bite of his sandwich again.

Y/N arches an eyebrow at him, confused at what he means. 

Harry notices, quickly chewing and swallowing before he clarifies, “For the movie.”

Y/N’s cheeks tint red, not use to getting compliments or praises on her job, “Oh, thank you. I think you’re pretty great too,” She tells him shyly. The man could really act.

Harry smiles, “Why thank you very much.” Y/N nods as if saying you’re welcome. 

“Think ‘ve swallowed lots o’ seawater by accident though. Might puke it out later,” He tells her, making her nose scrunch up in distaste. Real smooth Harry, real smooth. 

Y/N laughs nonetheless, making Harry feel giddy because he got to make her smile. 

And for the rest of the lunch break, they share small talk and heart fluttering smiles. 


It’s been a few weeks since Harry and Y/N’s first encounter. Things have really changed between the two. Y/N has become more comfortable around Harry, feeling less nervous talking to him. She’s been starting to talk more on set and people have started to notice the special bond between the two. Harry would always goof around and make her laugh. The two would constantly exchange smiles from afar, Harry winking at her and making her blush and look away from him. They’ve started to develop feelings for each other, too afraid to admit it to each other. 

Y/N would still be a bit shy around Harry but that’s only when he says something that would totally make her face turn red. 

The pair would always hang out when there was a lunch break. Y/N would grab herself a chicken sandwich and one for Harry as well while he finishes up a scene. When he would finish, he walks to their seating spot, Harry giving her a grateful smile and peck on the forehead without thinking, making Y/N blush to herself at the sweet gesture. Sometimes he would give her a quick squeeze to her shoulder when walking by or his cute dimpled smile when she would just sit and watch him.

Y/N would watch Harry laugh with the cast and crew, her lips involuntarily pulling into a smile when she sees his face light up or when she hears his ridiculously cute cackle. Her feelings for him grew each day. 

Whenever they would sit together at lunch, Harry would always tell her his really lame jokes. Sometimes she’d think about it and smile at certain memories of them. 

“Why can’ the flower ride his bike?” He’d ask her, taking a bite out of the chicken sandwich she had brought him.

Y/N would roll her eyes playful, letting out a dramatic annoyed sigh, “I don’t know, Harry. Why can’t he ride his bike?” She’d ask him in a fake wondering tone.

“S’cos his petals fell off, pet.” He cackles and so does Y/N but not because of his joke–cause that was a really dumb joke–but because of his laugh and smile after he tells her the joke. She would laugh nonetheless because she finds it so funny and endearing when his nose scrunches up in his cute obnoxious laugh. 

“Gosh, you’re such a dork,” She’d tell him, laughing at him.

Harry would look at her with offence, “Oi! ‘M no dork! Yeh still like hangin’ out with this dork everyday but wouldn’ like to admit it now would yeh?”  He’d shoot back.

Y/N would sigh and pretend to think with a hand on her chin, “You’re right. I’m just too afraid to admit that I don’t like hanging out with you. Would much rather hang out with Fionn or Tom,” She lies, her lips slightly curved up, breaking her serious look. 

Harry narrowed his eyes at her, lips set into a firm line. A look of what she thinks is determination is set on his face. He leaned in close, making her heart slightly race. His intense green eyes, staring into hers.They might have been the most beautiful eyes she’s ever seen. Bright green with specks of gold and grey. His eyes were so hypnotizing that she didn’t notice Harry snatch her sandwich out of her hand. 

“Harry!” She slightly yelled, trying to take her sandwich back but her arms were too short and his were too long. 

“Nope,” Harry shakes his head. “Tha’s it. Tha’ was the last straw for yeh. Can’t believe yeh would do tha’ to me.” She stands up, taking advantage of him sitting down but he quickly mirrors her raising it above his head, too high for her to reach. 

“Harry, please! I’m hungry,” She’d complain but he’d still shake his head no with a fake look of betrayal.

“Take back what yeh said,” She was about to open her mouth to speak but Harry presses his forefinger against her lips. “Nuh uh, wasn’ finished speakin’, love.” And she rolls her eyes, crossing her arms. “Also have t’admit tha’ yeh like spendin’ time with me,” He smirks and Y/N’s jaw drops. 

“What? No!” She declines.

“Right then,” He says, looking at her as if he has no other. “Can’t get your lunch back. ‘M really hungry today. Second sandwich would be nice,” He whistles casually before opening his mouth wide and slowly bringing her sandwich to his mouth but before he could bite it, she grabs his arm and stops him.

“Fine,” She groans. “I take back what I said,” Harry nods, giving her an expectant look. 

“And..?”

Y/N rolls her eyes, “And I like it,” is all she says. Not wanting to admit that she really enjoys spending time with Harry.

Harry smirks, playing dumb, “And wha’?”

“Ugh, you know what I mean!” She says in annoyance.

His expression turns clueless, “Don’ know wha’ yeh mean, pet.” Y/N rolls her eyes again. 

“Careful, love. Gonna keep rollin’ yeh eyes at me and they’re gonna fall out,” She scoffs. 

“Wouldn’t have to see your ugly mug,” She speaks without thinking. Her eyes widening when she realizes what she just said. “I-I mean–””

Harry shakes his head, a look of pretense hurt on his face. “See how yeh feel ‘bout me.”

Y/N shakes her head, “Didn’t mean that!”

“Sure yeh didn’,” He says with a sad look. Drama queen.

“I didn’t!” She exasperates. 

“Want an apology then,” He mumbles. Such an idiot too.

“Fine. I’m sorry.” She apologizes because the guy was far from ugly. She just wasn’t going to tell him that to boost his ego even more, knowing him.

“And…wha’ were yeh goin’ to say befo’ tha’?” Great, he still wants her to say that too.

“ThatIlikespendingtimewithyou.” She speaks so quickly and he smirks at the flustered look on her face. He still loves how shy she gets around him.

“Wha’ was tha’? Couldn’ understand yeh. Slow down there, love,” He says in fake innocence, enjoying the flustered look on her face.

“Nope, I won’t say it again,” She says, harshly pinching his side and he involuntarily brings his arm down. She successfully grabs the sandwich, sticking her tongue out at him.

“Oi! Yeh menace!” He shouts, rubbing at his side and Y/N laughs. He picks her off the floor, throwing her over his shoulder and she squeals, smacking his bum. He carries them towards the end of the dock and pretends he’s about to throw her in the water, Y/N begging him not to. The both of them cause a scene, making the people around them watch with knowing looks, laughing at the two. 


It was the last day of shooting in the waters before they head off to L.A. One of the most intense scenes where the men have to swim around in the water with oil on their faces, waiting for help from the rescue boats. 

Y/N stood on one of the boats, watching all the men swim towards the boats. She hears Chris say cut in between, stopping the camera and explaining a few things to the other cast members. While they wait, Y/N notices Harry’s “oil” covered face making faces at her from where he floats in the water. She chuckles, rolling her eyes playfully and looks away. 

She still feels his eyes on her figure and she can tell from her peripheral vision. She looks back at him, noticing his green eyes solely staring at her and she couldn’t depict the look on his face. She raises her eyebrow at him as if saying what? But he just shakes his head giving her another smile. She smiles back at him, blushing when he gives her a wink.

The two were so busy communicating with their eyes that they didn’t notice Fionn notice the whole exchange.

“Someone’s got a crush,” He teases Harry.

Harry looks at him and shoves his shoulder, “Shut up.”

“C’mon, mate. We all know yeh two like each other. Just ask her out yeah?”

Harry sighs, “S’not that easy. Yeh don’ know if she likes me back and I–”

“Oh please. Here I’ll do you a favor,” Fionn says.

Harry’s eyebrow furrow in confusion, not knowing what he means. “Wha’ do yeh-?”

“Hey Y/N!” Fionn calls, making her turn head and look at them. Harry’s eyes quickly widen. Oh fuck. 

“Harry here has something to tell–” And before he could finish, he feels Harry dunk his face under water. No way was he letting her find out this way.

Y/N’s eyes widen, wondering what’s going on. “What?” She says, blushing a bit when people look her way.

The sound techie beside her gives her a knowing look. “If it isn’t more obvious.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” She tells him honestly. What was going on? What made Harry dunk Fionn’s head underwater to stop him from saying whatever it was? Were they talking about her?

The techie parts his mouth to speak but before he could say anything, a deep raspy voice interrupts them. “Hey pet.”

They both turn their head to look at the person, Y/N immediately knowing who it was. She notices the look on Harry’s oil covered face. It was a look she’s never seen before and from what it looks like, it seemed serious. 

“Hey…?” She says, unsure. Since when did he get out of the water?

“Got a minute t’talk?” He wonders and she nods.

Y/N looks back at the techie who only gives her a wink. Okay really, what is going on? 

“Walk with me then,” He says, holding his arm out and gesturing his other hand towards the part of the dock where there was no people.

She doesn’t say anything, walking towards where he stood. He places his hand on the small of her back, the both of them walking side by side with their arms brushing against each other. The air smelt of seawater and the wind whistled, making it more breezy.

Harry was silent which was usually rare because whenever they were together, he would be the first to initiate the conversation and talk non stop. Y/N never minds though. She loves the sound of his voice. It’s deep and slow. Harry taking his time when speaking. Although sometimes she has no idea what he’s talking about but nods nonetheless. 

So why was he so quiet? What did he want to tell her? Was it about the fact that shooting for the movie was going to end soon and they weren’t going to see each other as often as they did? It was something that is inevitable. What was going to happen to their friendship? What if Harry might forget about her? Forget about what they had? She surely wouldn’t.

“So what was that back there?” She asks him.

“Wha’ was wha’?” He pretends to act clueless.

“With Fionn. Why’d you stop him from speaking?”

“S’nothing,” He brushes off, staring down at his feet while they walk.

“Really? Seemed like something since you dunked his head under water.” 

“Oi! Was jus’ helpin’ him out. Seein’ how long he could hold his breath underwater,” He lies. There was no going back from this. He had to tell her.

“Mhm,” She hums sarcastically. “Right after he calls my name,” She nudges at his shoulder.

Harry lets out an exaggerated sigh, “There’s no runnin’ from this is there?”

Y/N raises an eyebrow in question, “Running from what?

Harry clears his throat, halting in his steps and Y/N mirrors him. He grabs her hands in his and Y/N looks down at them in surprise, liking how her small hand fits in his large one. She looks back up at him, noticing him looking at her with his pale green eyes.

“Runnin’ from the fact tha’ I have feelings fo’ yeh,” Y/N looks at him stunned, not expecting this at all. Holy fuck, he likes her back!

“W-What?” She stutters.

“I like yeh, Y/N.” He admits, cupping her face. “Ever since I saw yeh on the first day of shooting. ‘ve noticed  how quiet yeh were but I was attracted to yeh,” He admits, his nerves slightly easing with each word. “An’ yeh know, we’ve been spendin’ time together and my feelings for yeh just keeps growin and s’okay ‘f yeh don’ feel the same way but–” Y/N cuts him off with the shake of her head.

“I like you too,” She mutters shyly looking down at her feet. She feels both of his hands cup her face, bringing her face up to look at him. They lock eyes, Harry staring at her with a surprised look.

“Yeh like me too yeah?” He says like he couldn’t believe it.

Y/N nods, red tinting her cheeks. “It’s kind of hard not to,” She admits. “Even if your dorky self tells horrible jokes.” She adds.

An offensive look takes over his face, “Oi! Yeh love m’jokes!” He squishes her cheeks together, her lips puckering and she holds his wrists, trying to pry them off her face.

“Nuh uh,” She tries to say through squished cheeks.

Harry smiles, leaning his face closer to hers and Y/N felt her heart rate increase. She looks deeply into his green eyes. Never had she seen them so close. She looks down at his raspberry colored lips that were slightly smudged with the black paint that was suppose to imitate as oil.

“Shut up yeh menace,” He tells her playfully. “Now back to where we were,” He says, still holding her cheeks. “How ‘bout a date? S’time yeah? Think we’ve kept our feelings long ‘nough from each other.”

Y/N nods, keeping her hands around his wrists. “Mhm.”

Harry gives her a happy grin, leaning in close to kiss her but she quickly presses her finger against his lips.

“Nuh uh. You‘ve got a dirty face.” She says, squirming in his hold.

Harry drops his jaw, “Oh c’mon, pet. S’just a kiss.” She shakes her head and he huffs. “Fine. A hug then?” She shakes her again.

“What?!” He shouts in fake anger. “Why not?”

“You’re wet!” She says in an obvious tone. “I’m gonna be soaked!”

Harry smirks at her words, wiggling his eyebrows. “Like yeh already aren’t.” He teases.

It takes a moment for Y/N to understand what he meant by that and when she does, she glares at him, hitting his shoulder while blushing really hard. 

“Oi! See what I mean,” He rubs the area where she hit him. “Call yeh a menace fo’ a reason! Always like abusin’ me.” He grumbles like a child.

Y/N chuckles, gathering the courage to stand on her tippy toes and hold his arms to balance herself, leaning in to give him a peck on the lips and quickly pulling back before Harry could process it. His small frown instantly lifts up into a happy grin. 

“Thought yeh said m’mouth was dirty.”

Y/N smiles, blushing again. “Couldn’t help myself. Now shut up.”

Harry pulls her close to him, this time pressing his chest against hers, ignoring the huff that emits from her mouth because his soaked clothes were touching her. “Not until yeh gimme ‘nother kiss. Proper one this time,” He demands softly, an expectant look on his face.

Y/N rolls her eyes but smiles nonetheless, leaning in to kiss him again but this time she felt a spark surge throughout her body, shocking every nerve. Her eyes involuntarily close, enjoying the kiss as it lasts for another five seconds. They let go, Harry pecking her bottom lip one more time before breathing out deeply. 

Man, he’s been waiting to do that for so long.

Their attention from each other breaks when they hear a whistle and they turn their heads to see Fionn and some of the crew and cast looking at them with smiles on their faces. 

“Finally! Took you guys long enough.” Fionn exasperates. 

“They knew?” Y/N asks with a blush on her face because of the amount of attention of them, wondering if they’ve been watching the whole time.

Harry chuckles, squeezing her close to his body and she groans, feeling her shirt soak. “Think they knew fo’ a while now, pet. An’ I think we both knew too. Just been too ‘fraid  t’admit it yeah?”

Y/N nods, pressing at his chest to push him off. “Now let go. You’ve got me all wet!”

Harry smirks dirtily, “Sure s’not from the kiss?” 

She narrows her eyes at him, pushing at his shoulders harder to get him off of her.

“You’re such an idiot!” Her face was a light shade a pink. He always makes her blush dammit. He just has to be so dirty.

“Yeah but yeh like this idiot,” He grins largely, stealing another kiss from her lips before running away back to the other side of the dock where everyone else was stood. Not before turning his head back to give her another goofy smile.

Gosh, she really does like that idiot. And it makes her smile uncontrollably. 


 This was longer than it should’ve been lmao. But i enjoyed writing it! Hope y’all liked it! I might’ve skimmed through it so there might be a few typos. I’ll fix them later tho. Some feedback would be nice :)

Dating Advice || Peter Parker

Originally posted by dailymarvelheroes

Summary

Peter consults Y/N’s dad Tony about girls and dating but little does Tony know that Peter is using his advice on his daughter. Words: ~ 2000

A/N: Here it is! I hope you like it. Have fun. :)

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Peter nervously fiddled with his fingers before looking up at the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Y/N Stark.

Of course he had to fall for her. Her gorgeous looks literally hit him in the face and hearing her voice didn’t make things any better. The young boy wanted nothing more than listening to her soft voice for the rest of his life.


“You okay, Peter?”, she spoke up, and Peter’s heart jumped slightly when he heard the concern in her voice. “Y-yeah… I w-was just… you know…”, he answered, stuttering and cursing in his head since he still couldn’t talk to her properly.


“I told you that there’s no need to be nervous around me.”, Y/N smiled at him and touched his arm but that only caused another stop of his heartbeat.

“Yeah… n-no. I mean, yes, you did. But…”, Peter stuttered, scratching the back of his neck before he took a deep breath. “Have you seen Mr. Stark?”


Smiling to himself for bringing out a sentence in one piece, Peter dared to look into her beautiful eyes before she nodded. “Yeah, he’s in the main lab. Do you want me to come with you?”, she wanted to know but Peter only shook his head, “N-No, it’s fine…”


Swiftly walking away from her and possible embarrassments, he realised that he didn’t thank her. “Oh, a-and thank you…”, he mumbled after he had turned around.

And while Y/N dreamily chuckled due to his adorable behaviour, Peter mentally scolded himself for being so Peter-ish.


He quickly arrived at the main lab, walking towards Mr. Stark before taking off his backpack. “Hey, kid.”, Tony greeted him, putting away a tool he had been using.

“Hello, Mr. Stark. I brought the suit. Just like you told me to.”, Peter replied, pulling out the Spider-Man suit out of his backpack.

“Okay, so I’m going to put in a new tracker and a new parachute.”, the man explained and Peter only hummed in agreement before Tony started to work.


“Mr. Stark, can I ask you something?”, Peter carefully approached him, still unsure about the question he was about to ask.

“Only if you keep your distance. You’re sending out weird vibes. It’s distracting me.”, Tony mumbled and Peter narrowed his eyebrows in confusion but did as he was told.

“How do I… talk to a girl… that I like… a lot?”, Peter rubbed his hands together, regretting that he actually asked him such a thing. But he needed some manly advice and didn’t want to bother Aunt May, who had been very busy at the time.


Tony turned around to face Peter and looked at him strangely while Peter nervously looked at his shoes.

“Okay, first you gotta be a bit more confident. Man up. You’re Spider-Man and not some twelve - year old boy.”, Tony mumbled after he turned back to the suit. Peter actually felt a bit of confidence flooding through him. Mr. Stark was right. He was Spider-Man.


“And then tell her some jokes. Make her laugh. Compliment her.”, Tony continued, “Every girl wants to get compliments. Especially about the little things but that’s your part to find out.”

Peter nodded to himself. Jokes and Compliments. Jokes and Compliments. Jokes and Compliments.

It couldn’t be that hard, right?


Wrong. The next time Peter faced Y/N he was already blushing without even saying a word. The thought of making a fool out of himself was making him too nervous.


They had met in the kitchen and while Y/N was attempting to make some pancakes Peter was watching her from his seat behind the counter.


While she was telling him about her day, something she often did since Peter was the perfect listener, Peter waited for the a good moment to use one of the jokes he looked up on the Internet.

And just like God had heard his prayers, Y/N flipped the pancake giving Peter the perfect opportunity.


“Did you hear about the angry pancake…?”, he waited for her to react and she looked up at him curiously, “He just flipped.” He motioned his head towards the frying pan and Y/N let out a loud laugh, smiling to herself before looking at Peter again. “That one wasn’t bad.”, she nodded when she turned her attention back to the pancake.


Peter smiled proudly and continued to watch her. She flipped another pancake but failed, causing the both teenagers to laugh. “You try it and we’ll see who does it better.”, Y/N challenged Peter, who nodded and went over to her.

He was nervous. Not about the challenge, no. It was because of Y/N standing so close to him and touching his arm.

It was distracting but Peter still managed to flip the pancake perfectly before letting out a sigh of relief. “You win this one, Parker. But this means war.”, Y/N said with furrowed eyebrows but then chuckled after she saw the shocked expression on his face.


“Relax! I’m kidding.”, she laughed, leaning into his side briefly and making his heart jump to his throat. She smirked at him before she started making another pancake which got very thin but she just shrugged her shoulders, “Well, that one is no pancake… it’s a Crêpe.”


“My aunt’s pancakes are so thin, too. It gives me the crepes.”, Peter said with a dorky smile on his lips and Y/N laughed again, unconsciously pressing her side against Peter’s arm.

The boy admired her while her laugh faded and she blushed when she noticed his stare. “Yeah, I know, my laugh sounds so awkward…”, she mumbled nervously but Peter only shook his head. “It’s s-sounds very… beautiful to me. I-I think it’s unique.”, he admitted before he looked at his feet, missing the deep blush that appeared on her cheeks.


His fingertips pressed against the cold counter while he was panicking on the inside. Why wasn’t she answering? Oh no, she thinks I’m a creep…

“Thank you, Peter.”, she smiled, brushing over his arm up to his shoulder and making him look at her, “That’s very nice of you to say.”

The brunet boy blushed when some words popped into his head, unsure about speaking them out loud. But she was already blushing and smiling at him, that’s what he had wanted. It was going good.

Could it go better?

“Y-Your laugh… is as beautiful as you.”, he finally said without looking at her, “No, it’s- it makes you even more beautiful than you already are.”

Y/N chuckled nervously, biting on her smiling lips before she tugged a strand of hair behind her hair. “Peter, you’re really sweet.”, she avoided eye contact, looking at the ground but Peter saw the blush creeping on her face anyway.


Peter smiled. Yes, it could go better.


A sizzle interrupted the comfortable silence, making Y/N swiftly grab the spatula before she flipped the pancake and pressed on it.


“Careful, don’t put to much pressure on it. Or else it’ll have a paniccake attack.”, Y/N burst out into another laughter after Peter’s words left his mouth. “Where do you even get those stupid jokes from?”, she wanted to know, chuckling and shaking her head.

“A friend told me.”, Peter lied, not wanting her to know that he searched the Internet for good jokes only to make her laugh. He didn’t want to push his luck.


Before Y/N could answer, one of her father’s Iron Man suits entered the kitchen with the words “I smell pancakes.”

“And here you can see pancakes.”, Y/N laughed, holding up the plate full of pancakes. “Oh, hey Peter, do you mind bringing me some pancakes? You’re my intern after all.”, Tony’s sassy voice filled the room before Y/N chuckled quietly and Peter sighed, “Of course, Mr. Stark.”


Peter took an extra plate before stacking a couple of pancakes on it while the Iron Man suit left. “Hey, Peter.”, Y/N started, hesitantly reaching out for his arm, “Do you- I don’t know. Do you want to text later?”

Peter’s heart stopped at her question, tightening his grib on the plate. “Y-Yeah, that would be g-great. Yeah, that’s… awesome.”, he stammered, nodding and smiling at her.


“Okay, text you later then.”, the girl chuckled and Peter stumbled backwards, nodding before he turned around. Letting out a victory call in his head, he left the kitchen to bring the pancakes to her father. He swiftly made his way to the main lab, trying to get this stupid grin off of his face but it seemed impossible.


“Ah, finally!”, Tony exclaimed as Peter placed the plate in front of him before he just grabbed one and took a big bite.

“So, you got any news concerning that girl?”, he asked with a mouth full of pancake and Peter nodded.

“I’m still working the confidence thing but… I guess, it’s going good.”, he smiled, “She has this beautiful smile, you know… Gosh, she is such an angel. I look at her and she seems like she’s glowing like she is the sun in my life. I mean it makes me feel like a sunflower, desperate to stare at her forever and getting all of my energy from her laugh. It’s just…”, Peter trailed off when he noticed himself rambling like a crazy person. Tony only looked at him with a smile, realising how deep Peter had fallen. “Sorry.”, Peter mumbled, closing his eyes as if he could just shut out the embarrassment.


“It’s okay, loverboy.”, Tony chuckled but Peter still shifted uncomfortably on his feet. “ I assume the jokes and the compliments worked?” Peter nodded at this question and Tony hummed.

“Okay, keep it going. But now we’re adding some gifts: flowers, choclate…. whatever she likes.”, the man explained and Peter nodded, listening attentively, “But if she doesn’t like flowers, it’s gonna make things worse! I learned that the hard way… so pay attention!”


And so he did. He paid extra attention to Y/N’s texts, reading their chat over and over again. Occasionally he sneaked some questions into their conversation before he decided to start with her favourite chocolate brand which turned out to be a huge success. He decided against flowers, not wanting to gain attention from Tony or one of the Avengers. So the simple chocolate bar gift became their thing because Peter knew that she didn’t want anything else, especially jewellery which she didn’t like at all.


“It feels so good to see her smile because of me, you know.”, Peter told Tony, “I really like how I can make her happy. That’s just… incredible.”

Tony nodded with a smile while Peter rambled on about his innocent intentions.

“Okay, let me stop you right there.”, Tony interrupted him and Peter shut up immediately, “Next step is flirting. Tease her a little bit… Touch her. But don’t go to far! And if she let’s you and defers to it… you got her. The last thing you have to do is kiss her or admit your feelings.” Peter blushed at the mere thought of kissing her, looking at his hands with a smile.


“Tony, what the hell is this thing in our kitchen?”, Pepper entered the room with an annoyed expression before Peter had the chance to say anything. “It’s a gift.”, Tony replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world and Pepper shook her head with a sigh before she turned to Peter.

“How’s your thing with Y/N going?”, she smiled and Peter stumbled backwards. “M-My thing… w-with, uh, I don’t-”, he chuckled nervously before Tony let out an indignant “What?!”

“Yeah, I saw it on the surveillance video. He’s plastering her with compliments and gifts.”, Pepper laughed before Peter looked at Tony with wide eyes.

“Parker, I think we need to talk.”

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Her Heros

Warnings: none


Pairing: Bucky x reader


Summary/Request: Can you write a Bucky x reader? During his morning jog he finds a little preschool age girl wandering around alone and she tells him her baby sitter was being mean and left her there? He brings her to the tower for something to eat and to track down the mom. When mom shows up worried sick she’s surprised to see her tiny daughter with some of the team, cartoons and the winter soldier himself giving her a piggy back ride all over the room.

A/N: This is beautiful thank you for your request! I hope you like it! - marvel-avengers-world


Every morning Sam, Steve, and Bucky wake up early to jog outside together.

But today, Bucky wanted to run alone. After waking up from a nightmare he just needed some space and time to clear his head.

He was so caught up in his thoughts, that he didn’t notice how far and fast he ran.

Finally coming to a stop, he looked around and noticed that he could no longer see Steve or Sam anywhere.

He also noticed that he unconsciously ran to his favorite park. He sighed, already hearing Steve’s lecture that was sure to come.

“Well..I guess I should get back…” He thought out loud. He heard quiet footsteps before something tugged on his workout shirt, making him tense.

He whirled around expecting some guy with a gun, but instead there was a little girl, smiling softly at him.

“Hi…” She waved shyly.

He lowered his hands and looked at her in confusion. Why was she talking to him?

He turned his head, there was no sign of her parents. “Um, hi?” She giggled at his response and touched his metal arm, which he instinctively jerked back.

Normally people stare at his arm with wide frightened eyes. But she was looking at it like it was a toy. Like she admired it.

He really thought this had to be a trick.

He thought maybe Hydra was using a little girl to lure him back to them. She could be a spy. Or have superpowers, he thought .

“What are you doing out here alone?” He asked suspiciously. She giggled again and gave him a heartwarming smile. “I ran away from my babysitter.”

He was even more confused now. “Why did you run away?” She sighed and her smile slipped, “Alexa was being mean.”

Bucky felt his heart tug at her cuteness.

But the suspicion of her working for Hydra was still in the back of his head. So he kept his guard up.

“Who’s Alexa?”

The little girl, who Bucky guessed could be no older than 6, scowled. “Alexa’s my babysitter. But she’s a meanie! She left me alone at the playground, she was talking to a boy.” Bucky squated down next to the girl. He could tell she wasn’t lying, years of training taught him to know when anyone was lying.

“Whats your name?” He was gradually warming up to her now that he didn’t think she worked for Hydra.

“Sophie!”

Bucky smiled at her, he looked around again for her parents. But no one seemed to notice the two.

“Have your parents ever told you about talking to strangers?” Sophie nodded enthusiastically, a smile still on her face.

“Yeah, momma told me never talk to strangers.”

Bucky shook his head and laughed. “Then why are you talking to me?”

Sophie looked up at him with a wide smile.

“Because,” She took two steps towards him and hugged him. “You’re not a stranger.” Her little arms didn’t go all the way around his torso, letting Bucky escape her grip easily.

He was completely shocked at what Sophie said. He wasn’t a stranger to her? He began to think maybe she knew him from his time as the Winter soldier. But then again, why wasn’t she scared of him if she did?

“You know, you’re my favorite avenger!” She laughed again and went to pick up a flower that was growing nearby. Not seeming phased that he didn’t hug her back.

Bucky was over the moon, an innocent child saw him as her hero. Him.

He continued to talk with Sophie. They talked about many things, and Sophie told him all about her lousy babysitter. She was explaining all about how she loved the Avengers, and how her mom loved the Avengers too, when Bucky remembered that Sophie was currently missing.

Only he knew where she was.

“Hey, Sophie, why don’t we go to the Avengers Tower so I can try to find your mom. She’s probably worried.”

Her eyes went wide, “I can meet the Avengers?” She asked in disbelief.

“Sure kiddo.”

“YES!”

*•*•*• •*•*•*

There was a loud rattle, causing Tony to look up from his new project. “Kid, put that down.” He said sternly.

Sophie stepped away sheepishly from one of the many Iron-man suits Tony designed. “Sorry, its just really cool!”

Tony smirk and smugly said “I know.” He looked back down at his new suit, fiddling with some of the wires before there was a loud crash that caused him to jump up.

“Sorry! Sorry, I’m so sorry!” On the floor was a dismantled suit, and a scared looking Sophie.

He shook his head and sighed, “F.R.I.D.A.Y. Tell Bucky to get his stray out of my lab would you?”

“Yes, Mr. Stark.” The woman’s monotone voice answered.

Sophie ducked underneath a lab table to hide. “Bucky won’t find me here!” She giggled causing Tony to smile.

“Nope. Barnes isn’t smart enough to find you there kid.”

Her giggle was cut short as the labs doors were opened.

“Alright Stark, where is she?”

Tony gave him a wicked grin, “Now that would ruin the game wouldn’t it Barnes?” With a wink he turned his attention back to his work.

“Fine.” Bucky huffed. He stilled his movements, using his advanced hearing to try and hear any noise. With a smug grin, he followed the sounds of Sophie’s breathing to her hiding place.

“Found you, sweetheart!” She squealed as Buck carried her out of the lab.

“Bye Iron man!”

She caught a glimpse of Tony giving her a two finger salute and a wink, before the doors slid shut. Bucky carried her all the way to the main kitchen, where Cap sat reading a book.

At the sight of the Captain, Sophie let out a huge squeal.

“Oh my gosh, its Steve!”

Steve calmly looked up with a grin, “Is this the Miss Sophie I’ve been hearing about?”

The girl scrambled out of Buckys arms and into Cap’s awaiting ones. “Woah! I feel so small!… So this I’d what happens when you eat your veggies…”

Steve chuckled at Sophies unfiltered mouth.

“You’re my third favorite superhero!”

Bucky beamed at Sophie and Steve teasingly asked her who her favorite is. Before she could answer, Buck cut in and smugly announced that it was him.

“So…who’s your second favorite if Buck is your first and I’m your third ?”

“Well…” She shyly stepped out of Steves embrace.

“Who is it sweetheart?” Bucky asked out of curiosity.

Just then Natasha entered the kitchen in her Black Widow suit.

“Hey James. Steve.”

“Hey Nat.” The boys nodded at her as she brushed past them to one of the cabinets.

Sophie squealed loudly causing all three adults to turn to her startled. “No way! Its Black Widow!!” Sophies eyes were as big as saucers, “All of my favorite heros are here!! Oh my gosh mommy is going to be so jealous!” Sophie bounced up and down looking between all of her heros.

Nat gave the boys a suspicious look.

“Did…Did Stark finally find his long lost kid?” Steve doubled over in laughter and Bucky clutched his stomach.

“No! Oh god, no!” Cap wiped tears of laughter from his eyes.

The boys filled in Natasha on who Sophie was, all the while the kid played with Bucky’s hair.

And Nat tried not to show it, but she was deeply touched that she was one of Sophies heros.

*•*•*••*•*

After barley three minutes, Natasha had all the information she could find on Sophie’s mom, Y/n.

Single mom of one child, steady job as an assistant for a famous actor, hired a babysitter for Sophie because Y/n would be at work during the day- Those were just a few things Natasha now knew.

“Okay Barnes, I’ve already contacted Sophie’s mom, Y/n, she should be here in 20 minutes or so.”

Bucky thanked the spy, and turned back to Sophie. “Hey, Sweetheart, your momma is gonna be here soon.” Sophie let out a little yay, before running over to Steve. “That means you’ll get to meet my mommy Stevie!!”

“I can’t wait!” Cap grinned enthusiastically.

Your daughter giggled, and climbed onto Bucky’s lap, continuing to braid his hair.

Natasha snickered quietly when she saw Bucky’s “new hairstyle”.

*•*•*• •*•*•*

As soon as Y/n got out of her car, she practically ran towards the doors of the Avengers tower.

Angrily muttering to herself all the way.

I knew something was wrong with Alexa. Glad I fired her, leaving my daughter by herself! All for a guy.”

Y/n brushed past secruity guards, who all looked at her questioningly. She ignore all stares sent her way, she was on a mission.

Getting her daughter back
.

There was a receptionist desk infront of two doors that looked heavily locked.

Y/n went up to the woman behind the counter, skipping past the whole line that was waiting. “Excuse me ma'am, but I’m here to find my daughter. She-”

With a glare the receptionist shook her head “Miss, you must wait in line like everyone else.”

I’m here to find my missing daughter! There is nothing more important!”

“Miss, if you don’t leave I’ll have to call secruity.”

Y/n was beyond angry. Her daughter was with people she didn’t know, and all that was standing in her way was a stubborn receptionist.

“Listen here lady,” Y/n leaned in close, her eyes in a deadly glare. “I was contacted by Natasha Romanoff, to pick up my daughter.” The receptionist looked at you in disbelief.

“Don’t believe me?” Y/n chuckled darkly, “Call Black widow, or Tony Stark. Any of the Avengers for all I care. But I want my daughter now.”

There was small murmurs thought the line, but Y/n’s eyes didn’t leave the lady behind the desk. Only when someone tapped on her shoulder did she turn.

“Hello Y/n, I’m Natahsa Romanoff. The one who contacted you on behalf of you’re daughter.” Nat looked at you with a blank stare. “If you would follow me, I can take you to Sophie.”

Y/n let her shoulders relax slightly, and nodded. Quickly following the famous Black Widow.

The two walked onto an elevator that automatically opened once Natasha said something about Friday opening the doors? Y/n couldn’t be too sure, she was to busy looking back at the receptionist with a smug smirk.

Once both of the ladies made it on the elevator, and the doors closed, Natasha dropped her hostile expression. “That was interesting to watch Y/n.”

“What was?”

Nat looked at you in amusement. “You staring down poor Claire. I thought she was going to have a heart attack.

Your mind was still set on finding your only child, so you didn’t feel any embarrassment at all. “Yeah well, no one’s going to keep my daughter from me.”

Nat nodded, a look of, sadness maybe? Crossed over her face.

Just then the doors opened, revealing a shocking sight.

There stood a smiling Steve Rogers, and a laughing Bucky Barnes. And on Bucky’s shoulders was your little girl, laughing.

“Soph?”

The child looked up with a smile. “Mommy!” Bucky put down Sophie, and the two of you raced to one another. You engulfed her in a bonecrushing hug while the others smiled at the reunion.

“Oh sweetie I missed you. I was so worried.” You kissed the top of her head, and smiled widely when she giggled.

“You didn’t have to worry mommy! I was with Bucky, Nat, and Stevie! Even Tony!” Sophie was radiating joy, and you finally relaxed, your daughter was safely back in your arms.

“I didn’t know Alexa was so mean to you I’m sorry honey. I told her she can’t be your babysitter any more.” Sophie still smiled, “It’s okay mommy.”

Y/n picked up Sophie and held her on her hip. Steve held out a hand, giving her a blindingly white smile. “Hello Ma'am. I’m Steve Rogers, pleasure to meet the mom of Sophie.” Y/n sheepishly shook his hand.

She finally realized how she acted when she was looking for Sophie and who she was in the same room with.

“Hi, you can call me Y/n. And thank you for helping watch over her.” Steve nodded and stepped back while Bucky stepped forward.

“Glad to meet you doll. I’m James Barnes, but you can call me Bucky.” A blush dusted Y/n’s cheeks. Bucky was in front of her. And he knew her name.

“Um, hi. Thank you. For uh, thank you for keeping Sophie safe. Natasha told me everything and I really appreciate it.”

Bucky grinned “It was no problem at all. Sophie was an angel. I’m happy to have meet such a wonderful little girl.”

Sophie laughed and wiggle doubt of your arms. She went over to Nat and started braiding the spy’s hair. Nat at first seemed startled but she quickly relaxed into the kids touch.

You watched as Sophie talked with Steve and Nat, and you smiled widely. Of course you know how happy she must be to meet her heros.

You were the one to talk so highly about all of the Avengers. Especially about Bucky, Nat, and Steve.

Telling her how much of a good person Natasha is, and ignoring all of the negative comments from others about the ex-red room assassin.

You were also the one to tell her all about Steve’s accomplishments. Making sure she looked up to Steve Rogers and not just Captain America. You told her about James Buchanan Barnes, a brave young soldier who went through a lot. How he was controlled by Hydra to do things he didn’t want to do. And how is actually a good person.

“You did well with her.” Buckys deep low voice drew you’re attention from the cute scene in front of you, to him.

He was standing beside you, looking at you with a look you couldn’t quite place.

“I did?” Bucky smiled and nodded. “She’s an amazing little girl.”

Y/n laughed. “Yes she is.” Bucky then looked down scratching the back of his head.

“Uh, she told me about how much her mom loves the Avengers.” Your cheeks burned red, hoping Sophie didn’t reveal to much.

“Oh?”

“Yeah, and I must say, I was surprised she wasn’t scared of me when she first meet me. But then, she told me all about how you taught her that I was a good person. That she shouldn’t listen to the news or gossip. And…its refreshing to know not everyone thinks I’m a monster.”

Your head quickly snapped towards Bucky, caught in the moment you lightly grabbed his hands.

“You are not a monster. People spread rumors all the time. And people are Adrian of what they cant control. But Bucky, never have you been a monster, you have always been a good person. And yeah, I made sure to let Sophie know the truth about all of the Avengers. I didn’t want my child to listen to lies the media drilled into peoples heads.” Bucky looked at you in awe.

He couldn’t understand how such a beautiful person inside and out could exist. He was speechless for a few seconds. Making you think maybe you stepped over a line.

You quickly released his hands and shifted from foot to foot. “Uh sorry, got a little carried away there.” You kept your gaze on Steve tickling Sophie while Nat checked her hair in a mirror.

You were about to get Sophie to leave and go home, but once you took one step Bucky stopped you.

“Theres nothing to be sorry about.” He held you in a hug, and looked down at you shyly.

“Would you? I mean, would you like to go on a date with me? Sometime? You don’t have to say yes if you don’t want to…” He looked like a schoolboy asking out his crush.

You were giddy, a wide smile swept over your face. “You know, I would love that.”

He grinned widely and held you tightly again. You both stood side by side, watching Sophie play tag with Steve, Buckys arm around your waist.

“How about tomorrow at 6? I think Steve will gladly watch over Sophie.” Bucky suggested, and you couldn’t stop smiling.

Nat then “accidentally” tripped Steve so Sophie could catch him. Their laughter ringing thought the living room.

“You got yourself a deal Mr. Barnes. I can’t wait.”

Let me just say. I took this screenshot and was overwhelmed. My heart was fluttering and I feel genuinely happy. The way he looks at her, MY GOSH. He really cares about her and so does she. So to all of the haters on Amy, unfollow me now because I don’t need your negativity. As long as Mark and Amy are happy together, then I am happy for them as well. She doesn’t deserve to be hated for a dream that’s been dead and neither does Signe for that matter. Hate all you want on me but this is what I wish someday. For someone to look at me the way Mark looks at Amy and just saying, man she’s the greatest and I’m proud of her every single day. Amyplier is relationship goals.

[MONSTA X]: How they are during a make out session.

Shownu:
+ Slow and lazy kisser
+ Make out sessions are usually in the bed. He likes privacy.
+ Shownu likes to lay down and have you at his side.
+ His arm is wrapped around your frame with his hand on the small of your back.
+ You usually have very small sweet talk before your lips meet with his.
+ The whole time he stares at your lips until he leans up and connects his lips with yours.
+ Shownu’s lips are plump and soft so it no surprise his make out sessions are top notch.

Originally posted by garisanee

Wonho:
+ he loves to kiss you, he can’t get enough
+ Wonho his heavy into skinship so it would only make sense
+ He’s not the type to start a full blown make out session im front of everyone but he does like a give you little kisses here and there
+ When you two have some alone time its a different story
+ Wonho is the type to hover over you and admire your beauty before crashing his lips into yours
+ Other times he likes to pull you into his lap and plant kisses from the nape of your neck all the way to your lips
+ He’s not rough with you but he is very passionate
+ His lips are also very soft
+ His hair always seems to get messy because you like to run your fingers through his hair
+ That’s why he refrains from making out with you before he goes on stage because you always mess up his hair

Originally posted by wonho-aesthetics

Minhyuk:
+ Very playful kisser
+ Its a tickle fight turned make out session
+ The one to playful bite at your neck and shoulders to make you giggle
+ Grabbing both sides of his face and pulling him into a kiss.
+ It starts off cute and innocent until you both get locked into sync with each other.
+ Breathing? Who is she? He doesn’t know her.
+ He’s a really great kisser and can go for a while w/o breaking the kiss to breathe
+ Soft and smooth lips
+ Enjoys the way your lips look after a 7 minute make out session.

Originally posted by monstalways

Kihyun:
+ Very passionate and sexy kisser
+ You don’t go into a make out session with Kihyun expecting it not to get just a little bit steamy. It always does.
+ Lip biting and lots of roaming hands
+ Kihyun is just an excellent kisser gosh
+ Make out sessions usually start because either your being bratty and he wants to shut you up
+ or because a simple kiss turned into a very heated on.
+ His lips have a slight taste of strawberries from a chapstick he probably applies earlier but like to think his lips are just naturally strawberry flavored
+ Always ending up with messy hair and he looks untouched.

Originally posted by 06pray

Hyungwon:
+ his lips. his lips. his lips. his lips. his lips. his-
+ he’s probably the best kisser out of the group because of it
+ a little sloppy, but not in a bad way.
+ those types of kisses where you’re looking up at him and he has that grin on his face because he more than likely just got done teasing you about your height or something of that nature
+ so you put your fingers through his belt loops and pull his body into yours
+ his lips basically devour yours as you both move in sync almost immediately
+ his lips are very soft and his kiss is a perfect mix of passion and gentleness
+ he’s also that type of guy to rest his head on yours after the kiss, leaving one or two more supple pecks on your lips
+ hyungwon isn’t the type to kiss his partner 24/7 unlike some members, but when he does, his kisses are to die for.

Originally posted by chaerismatic

Jooheon:
+ Dominant but soft kisser
+ His lips too are very, very nice, plump and soft which are always great traits for making out
+ Jooheon is the type to back you against a wall and look down at you all with a smirk on his face
+ You can’t help but the blush and break away from his gaze until the takes a hand and places it under your chin making you look at him again
+ You’d expect him to be rough but he’s actually pretty gentle when kissing you.
+ He likes to take his time and savor your lips
+ Jooheon gets all soft when he sees how flustered you’ve become after the kiss
+ Your hot cheeks, swollen lips and slightly messy hair drive him crazy

Originally posted by garisanee

Changkyun:
+ Those types of kisses where everyone is in the dorm but you and Changkyun are in the room alone,
+ All the lights are off and you both are under the covers,
+ Changkyun is rested on top of you with your legs wrapped around his waist,
+ His lips and yours are moving perfectly in sync at a mild speed
+ Even though he’s on top, it feels like you’re more dominant in the kiss
+ He doesn’t mind though, he enjoys it
+ Your hands are rested on both sides of his face

Originally posted by minhyuk1