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Title: Arguments & Ice Cream

Summary
Tom and Y/N are arguing a lot since he doesn’t have enough time for her. Therfore she spends more and more time with Harrison, much to Tom’s dislike.

Words: ~ 1800

Mentions of Sex

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I sat on the couch zapping through the channels and letting out a sigh. Grabbing the TV paper, I let myself fall back against the backrest before checking the program. “Tom?”, I called out for my boyfriend but I got no response. “Tom, which movie do you want to watch tonight?”

Still getting no response, I stood up and entered our bedroom. “Tom, where are you?”, my voice was loud, probably loud enough for our neighbours to hear.
“I’m here, darling!”, I heard his voice and turned around, heading for the bathroom. His head popped out of the door frame, his eyes curiously looking at me.

“What’s the matter?”, he wanted to know before I entered the bathroom. And then came the moment I realised he wasn’t wearing a shirt.
There was a moment of silence and a grin on his face while my eyes swiftly gazed over his abs-covered abdomen and I leaned against the door frame.
“Um, I just… eh, I wanted to know which movie we’re going to watch tonight?”, I asked him before my eyes nervously met his. I hated it when I got flustered around him. It’s just that I didn’t expect him to be shirtless!

“I told you I can’t tonight.”, the brunet boy sighed, the smile vanishing from his face.
“What? But it’s movie night…”, I pouted, knowing that he couldn’t resist my puppy face. “I know, I know…”, he breathed, his gaze going to the ground.
“And you didn’t tell me.”, I grumbled before I crossed my arms in front of my chest.
“Yes, I did! I got this thing tonight. It’s nothing big but…”, he began before I finished his sentence with an annoyed tone in my voice, “more important than movie night. I get it.”

I lightly pushed myself from the door frame, ready to think about another lonely evening but Tom stood in front of me, grabbing my wrists and placing my hands on his sides before wrapping his arms around me.
The look in his brown eyes was as soft as his hot skin and a few strands fell on his forehead before he spoke up, “I’m gonna take a shower. And I think you should join me.”
An annoyed scoff escaped my lips before his lips collided with mine in a passionate kiss which I couldn’t help but return. I was mad at him! But resisting him was simply impossible…
His lips quickly wandered to my neck, sucking on the sensitive skin and my face blushed while my body slowly melted into his form.
“It has been weeks…”, he whispered softly, his lips brushing over my ear while his hands caressed my hips. Yeah, somehow we didn’t have a lot of time for that since he’d been busy all the time.

With his teeth grazing over my skin and his hips pressed against mine it was incredibly hard not to moan but I managed to push him away from me slowly, my body instantly aching for his touch. “Tom, you should get ready for your thing.”, I mumbled, noticing disappointment in his eyes.
“Did you just air quote me?”, he scoffed after he completely let go of me, his eyebrows narrowing. “Yeah, I did.”, I shrugged before I headed towards the bedroom. “Whatever…”, I heard him say under his breath, making my mood fall even more.

Laying down on my side of the bed and grabbing the book I was currently reading, I let out I sigh I didn’t know I was holding.
I only heard that Tom was showering but decided to ignore the guilty feeling inside my chest. It wasn’t his fault that he was away so much… but I was so mad in that moment.
Quickly getting lost in the lines of my book, time went by pretty fast and soon my half naked boyfriend entered the room without looking at me and stood in front of the closet.

I glanced over my book, our eyes meeting through the mirror and I quickly turned my attention back to my pages.
But I had to look again, watching his shoulder blades getting covered by a white shirt and his legs by dark pants before he put on a matching jacket. Watching him putting on clothes was at least as entertaining as watching him taking them off.

He hesitated when he wanted to choose a tie, which was always my thing to do. Suddenly he stood in front of the mirror wrapping his tie around his neck and pretty soon I realised that it was my favourite, black tie with the light stripes.
Our eyes met again and I looked at my book again, acting as if nothing had happened.

The tension between us was raising with every second that passed.
“Do you expect me to stay or why are you giving me the silent treatment?”, he suddenly said, turning around to face me.
“I just can’t believe you leave me again. It’s movie night!”, I exclaimed, smashing my book on the nightstand before standing up, “And it’s not the first time you do this. I’m just pissed off that I’m always looking forward to be with you and then you ditch me.”
“I’m not ditching you!”, he objected, his fingers running through his hair, “They want me to be there, so I am there. Y/N, it’s my job. That’s what I do!”
“Yeah, but you just told me that you can’t tonight. You could’ve told me a couple of days ago!”, I grumbled, crossing my arms in front my chest.

“I told you on Wednesday!”
“No, you didn’t!”
“Yes, I did!”
“NO, YOU DIDN’T!”

A frustrated groan escaped his lips before he turned around and left our bedroom. I followed him, ready to continue our argument but he went into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. I let myself fall onto the couch, taking a deep breath. We had been arguing a lot lately. And I just wanted things to be easy again…

I was too busy staring at the plant next to the TV that I didn’t notice Tom approaching me from behind. “I’m going to go, now.”, he stated before touching my shoulder lightly.
And it hurt. Not physically but mentally… knowing that he was leaving me again.
“Yeah, have fun without me.”, I mumbled without even looking at him. I heard him sigh. Then he mumbled something under his breath. Then the front door slammed into the frame.

He was gone.
Curling myself into a fetus position, I pulled a blanket over me. The following thirty minutes were filled with self loathing thoughts and there might have been a few tears.

But after I had calmed myself down, I grabbed my phone and called Harrison.

“Hey, Y/N! What’s up?”, he greeted me happily, immediately answering his phone.
“Hey, Haz… Can you come over?”, I ask, a quiet sniff being audible.
“Yeah, sure! Are you… okay?”, he wanted to know and I shrugged before I realised that he couldn’t see me.
“I’m… it’s just… Tom ditched movie night.”, I replied sadly.
“Again?!”, he mumbled, probably shaking his head.
“Yes, again…He said he had, I quote, a thing tonight… and now I’m bored.”, I explained quietly.
“Okay, I’m on my way.”, he responded and hung up quickly.

Too many minutes later the door bell finally rang and I literally sprinted towards the door but opened it relatively slowly.
“Finally!”, I exclaimed after I saw Harrison smiling at me. “I bought ice cream since you sounded like you could need it.”, he laughed, holding up two cups of Ben & Jerry’s.

“You’re the best!”, I grinned, pulling him into the flat before rushing off into the kitchen to get spoons.
After I went back to the living room I saw that Harrison had placed the cups on the table. “So you wanna talk about it?”, he asked carefully, his eyes looking at me softly.
“No, let’s just watch a movie.”

But half an hour into the movie later, Harrison paused it after I had started telling him about what had happened today. I couldn’t keep all this in. I literally exploded, rambling and rambling.

“And then I said ‘Have fun without me’ and he just left! I mean, why?”, I sighed, taking another spoon of my ice cream, “It’s just… he always hugs me and kisses my cheek before he leaves.”
With my feet laying on his tighs, he drawed circles with his thumb on my shank while I mentally thanked myself for shaving my legs this morning.

Harrison looked at me, sympathy in his eyes and took a deep before he spoke up, “But you have to see it from his perspective, too, you know. You were mad at him… of course he didn’t hug and kiss you. He probably thought that you just wanted him to leave.”
“Yeah, you’re right…”, I mumbled, pinching the bridge of my nose, “I’m a horrible girlfriend.”
“Hey, I didn’t say that! You’ve been dating for three years now and Tom’s still talking about how perfect you are.”, he claimed, his head tilting towards his shoulder while he looked at me.

I smiled to myself briefly, thinking about Tom saying those words to Harrison. “Yeah, but I’m so selfish and always whiny…”, I drifted off, watching my fingers playing with the hem of my shirt, “And we’ve been arguing a lot lately. Usually we only have these slight variances. And now…”, I sighed deeply before I looked at Harrison again, whose head rested lazily against the pillow tugged between his head and the backrest, listening attentively.
After a few moments of silence I realised that he didn’t know what to say, so I continued, “And we haven’t had sex for 5 weeks now. That’s like… a new record or something.”

Harrison laughed loudly, shaking his head slightly at my open statement.
“But I thought he wanted you to join him in the shower today?”, his eyebrows narrowed while a cheeky smile was on his face and I only shrugged.

“Yeah, but the times before he was either too tired or something. I’m probably so bad…”, I mumbled quietly, lowering my head before a question popped up in my mind and I looked at Harrison with raised eyebrows. “Did he say anything to you?”

Harrison shifted uncomfortably on his seat, stumbling over some incomprehensible words.

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Some of you are saying that the citizens of Hasetsu probably think Viktor is just Yuuri’s eccentric foreign boyfriend and I cannot say how much I agree.

“What a nice young man,” says Tamura-san, who used to run the fish shop in town and now usually sits beside the register and chats with customers while her grandson rings them up. She was born before ice skating was declared an Olympic sport and has absolutely no idea who Viktor Nikiforov is. 

“Yes, we’re very glad to have Vicchan staying with us!” Hiroko says of Viktor, who’s standing behind her cradling fifteen pounds of tuna and smiling brightly at Tamura-san. 

“How good of you to follow Yuu-chan home after he graduated!” Tamura-san continues, about ten decibels louder than she needs to. Tamura-san is about 87% deaf in her old age, but nobody has the heart to tell her so. “You must love him very much!”

Viktor, who has no idea what she’s just said to him but who heard Yuuri’s name, just blindly says, “Oh yes!” and grins even brighter. 

“Have you seen Viktor Nikiforov?” demands a rabid paparazzo of some poor fisherman just trying to do his job.

“Who?” asks the fisherman, frowning at the lens of the camera. 

“He’s tall? Foreign? Silver hair?”

“You mean Katsuki-kun’s boyfriend?” says the fisherman. Katsuki-kun’s boyfriend had run by ten minutes before with his poodle in tow, European synth pop blasting so loud from his headphones that it could be heard for a full minute both before and after he ran past. The fisherman doesn’t exactly know where Katsuki-kun found that guy, but he looks at Katsuki-kun like he hung the stars, so the fisherman can’t blame him.

In the end, he tells the paparazzo to go the opposite direction of the one he just saw Katsuki-kun’s boyfriend go.

A girl from Hasetsu graduates high school the summer Yuuri returns from America and is inspired by his experiences to go to college in America as well. She arrives in her freshman year dorm room and is greeted by a poster of Viktor Nikiforov hung up by her roommate.

“Why do you have a picture of Viktor?” she asks, bewildered. Viktor is wearing a pair of black slacks and a bright pink shirt unbuttoned almost to his navel.

“Oh, you know who Viktor Nikiforov is?” her roommate asks, excitedly.

“Do YOU?” the girl asks, incredulous. Viktor is known to her as “That foreign guy that followed Yuuri back from America when he came home” and also as Viktor-Who-Puts-Jam-In-His-Tea-Like-Who-Even-Does-That. Certainly not as Viktor Nikiforov, Five-Time World Figure Skating Champion and definitely not as Viktor-Who-Deserves-To-Be-On-Someone’s-Wall.

Come October, Viktor has started introducing HIMSELF to people as Viktor I’m Yuuri’s Boyfriend. While half of Russia reads articles about Figure Skating’s Living Legend, a sleepy town in Japan wakes up every morning to Yuuri’s Boyfriend Viktor wheeling through town on his bike with Yuuri and Their Cute Dog.

Viktor loves Hasetsu.

anonymous asked:

What if Harry and Draco had been together for a while and one of them had to go away for a while and they are on the phone and then one of them says "turn around" and there they are!!! Did this make any sense

Draco hated muggle devices.

He hated the ridiculously loud telly vision, he abhorred everything that had to do with the terrifying things called vacuum cleaners, and telly phones were no different.

They were small to hold, blindingly bright and too loud for Draco’s taste.

(That, and they didn’t exactly look pretty.)

(Yes, Harry did buy him a silver one, which was fine, but still.)

He never understood muggle devices, either. He just let Harry deal with that stuff, watching his boyfriend wave around with a duster, apparently persistent on using the stuff he’d grown up with rather than using his wand. 

(Harry had always been stubborn, after all. It’s why Draco had fallen for him in the first place. Well, that, and of course his magnificent arse.) 

The only times he liked to use phones was when his boyfriend - his stupidly successful and famous boyfriend - was out on a mission for work, unable to use magic to avoid getting his location known. Because then they could call, Draco standing in the dark of his bedroom, trying to keep his voice even and far from worried (Harry away on a mission always made him go crazy, but Harry didn’t need to know that.) Because then they could talk and talk and talk, Draco helping Harry to stay awake and focused, ending up falling asleep with each other’s breathing in their ears, a calming reminder that the other was still there, still alive.

Draco was standing in their bedroom right now, the blasted muggle device against his ear, Harry’s voice rumbling through the speaker.

And Draco was trying hard not to cry. 

(Harry had been gone for almost two weeks now, and it didn’t seem as if the mission would be done very soon. He knew Harry’s job was important, he knew that the ‘bad guys’ needed to get caught, but goddamnit couldn’t the criminals give his poor boyfriend a break? Give him a break? He needed his boyfriend, he needed to hold his hand, he needed to kiss him until his lips were swollen and almost painful.)

“I miss you,” Draco whispered, not quite succeeding in keeping his voice even.

“I miss you too,” Harry murmured back, soft but not any less sincere. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

Draco snorted - half a laugh, half a sob. “You better, you prick. I need someone to make a mess of the kitchen, it’s almost scary how clean it is nowadays.”

Harry laughed, and something twisted in Draco’s chest.

“I need someone to never turn off the light when they leave the room,” Draco continued, wanting to hear that laugh again and again and again - “I need someone to forget to close the fridge, I need someone who always leaves their glasses on their nightstand.”

“Someone to yell at you when you use up all the hot water again,” Harry chipped in, and Draco scoffed.

“As if you’ve never heard of warming spells, Potter.” When Harry didn’t answer, Draco sighed. “Just… Come back, alright? It’s boring here without your annoying face.”

“Hey, Draco,” Harry suddenly said, his voice sounding a bit off, “could you turn around?”

“Why would I -”

“Just do it.”

Half thinking his boyfriend had gone mad, Draco turned on his heels. 

And promptly dropped his phone.

The loud crack it made when it connected with the floor didn’t bother Draco in the slightest - because oh, Harry was standing there, a stupid grin on his face and his eyebrows knitted together, ridiculously cute, his hair standing in every possible direction and holding his phone against his ear - such a unexpected sight that Draco had difficulty finding his breath.

“Uh, hi,” Harry said, waving sheepishly. “Surprise?”

Harry,” he breathed, and he didn’t wait for Harry to say something - and jumped towards him, kissing him full on the mouth, his hands immediately in Harry’s hair, tugging at the strands so hard it must’ve been painful but he didn’t care because Harry was with him, Harry was home - 

Harry’s phone dropped to the floor, too, when he automatically wrapped his arms around a crying Draco.

They didn’t care much about that phone, either. 

REUNION
  • Lance's mum, crying: Oh my god my son you're alive I'm so happy *hugs him*
  • Lance: I've missed you so much
  • Lance's mum: I've missed you- wait who is that *points to where the space squad™ is standing*
  • Lance: haha yeah well see, that's my half alien boyfriend- I'm bi surprise!
  • Lance: and that's Shiro, yes the famous dude, and his wife Allura who is actually full alien
  • Lance: and you know hunk and pidge they've been in space with me for the last few years
  • Lance: and that's coran he's also full alien and- CORAN PLEASE DON'T TOUCH THAT- and he's basically our weird space uncle. He really likes earth and humans and I SWEAR CORAN PUT IT DOWN
  • Lance: oh yeah and I'm super famous and a hero in space and stuff and put my life in danger nearly every dad
  • Lance's mum: .....
  • Lance: haha so yeah I've missed you
Versace on the Floor

Anon Request: Hi, can I ask for a story where you’re jealous/insecure over Tom’s reaction to Zendaya in the “Versace on the floor” music vid?

Warnings: jealous reader, Tom kind of being a jerk at first, ends in fluff

Tags:  @bubblyanarocks3, @broken-pieces, @yessy2012, @panic-to-thepilots


(Y/N) lay beside her boyfriend, half asleep as she rolled over to face him. A slow, piano introduction lulled her away from the grips of sleep. Slowly, her eyes opened from her nap and she rested her head in the crook between her boyfriend’s chest and shoulder.

“What are you watching babe?” she asked while dropping her arm across his  chest.

“Music video,” he stated as he held it above their faces. Upon seeing who was being showcased in the video, she couldn’t help the pain rising into her chest. (Y/N) and Tom hadn’t been together very long–she had come into his life on accident and for some reason, he decided to keep her around. She knew there was nothing special about her and had always struggled with the attention Tom receives from his female friends and fans, but her biggest insecurity was Zendaya.

(Y/N) hated how jealous she had become of her. She knew Zendaya and Tom were just friends, but when the rumors surfaced of them having a secret relationship–despite knowing they were fake–she couldn’t help but get herself worked up. It made sense. Zendaya and Tom had a connection; they worked well together. On top of that, she was kind hearted, sweet, down to earth, and stunningly beautiful. In reality, (Y/N) knew that Tom deserved to be with someone like Zendaya rather than herself: an insecure nobody who could be as replaceable as a trash bag. 

Slowly, (Y/N)’s eyes gazed along the man beside her. His face was glued to his phone screen and slowly, whether it be because his arm grew tired or he forgot (Y/N) was there, lowered it closer to his line of sight.

“Are you humming the melody?” (Y/N) asked in a tone of aggravation she quickly tried to mask through a laugh.

“Maybe,” Tom said with a low smirk, “shut up!”

“Exactly how many times have you watched this video?” (Y/N) inquired as she tried to drape more of her body across his to direct his attention to her rather than the screen.

“Maybe three, why?” he laughed while still glancing up at the screen but stealing peeks at the girl curled against him.

“No reason,” she muttered as she threw her leg across his thighs and hurried her face into his chest, her ear pressed gently just above his heart. As she listened to the beating of Tom’s heart and the rather sexually charged song, her own heart turned to stone as her eyes peered at the video for a moment–catching a bit where Zendaya traces her body and bites her lip before stripping out of the dress. 

Upon watching this, (Y/N) couldn’t help but acknowledge the increased rhythm of Tom’s heartbeat and the subtle pulse between his legs against her own. For a moment she tried to ignore all that she felt and heard just then but she was unable to hide her pain. Quickly, she rolled in the opposite direction, peeled herself from Tom’s body, and stared at the ceiling for a moment before sitting up and dangling her feet from the bed.

“Where are you going?” Tom asked as he glanced toward the girl who had just pushed herself from the edge of the bed and pulled a flannel over her bare arms and tank-top clad body.

“Hungry,” she lied as she paced through Tom’s room and toward the door.

“Can you make me something too?” he called after her. (Y/N) rolled her eyes as she heard his request and quietly made her way towards Tom’s joint living room and kitchen. “Babe?” Bounding from the bed, his heavy footsteps could be heard as he made his way toward her. “Did you not hear me?” he asked with a laugh as he put his arms around her.

“I heard you,” she grumbled.

“Then why didn’t you say something love?” Tom chuckled into her ear.

“Because you’re a grown ass man who can get his own food,” she said with a short tone.

“(Y/N), what’s wrong?” he asked while trying to pull her into a close hug.

“Nothing,” she groaned while grabbing a spoon and the jar of peanut butter.

“Stop lying to me, (Y/N),” Tom pestered. “I know you’re angry.”

“I’m not angry,” she protested as she doubled dipped in Tom’s peanut butter jar.

“Passive aggressively double dipping means you’re angry. We’ve been together long enough for me to pick up on that,” Tom said while repressing a small chuckle as (Y/N)’s nose curled at his cocky behavior.

“Well double dipping is a stupid rule in the first place,” she gasped. “You’ll stick your tongue in my mouth but I can’t stick a spoon or chip in something twice?”

“My double dipping quirk isn’t on trial here,” Tom protested as he took the JIF from (Y/N)’s hands and screwed the lid on. “Your jealousy is.” Taken back by his assertive demeanor, (Y/N) raised her eyebrows and lowered her tone.

“Excuse me?” she started. “Do you mind restating that or is this what we’re going to do today?”

“How else should I put it? You’re angry and I can’t imagine why since nothing has happened besides me confiscating my peanut butter and showing you that video. Given that you were angrily eating my peanut butter, and passive aggressively double dipping, I’m guessing it’s the video that made you mad.” Tom breathed heavily as he leaned against the counter after placing (Y/N)’s snack behind him, forcing her to discuss the situation and physically approach him in order to get what she wants back.

“No, Thomas, it wasn’t the video,” she stated. Tom’s lips curled as she said his full name. She had never called him ‘Thomas’ before but he knew that couldn’t have been a good sign. “It was the way you reacted to the video.”Confused, Tom furrowed his eyebrows and stared at (Y/N) for an explanation. “Your heart was accelerating, you watched it repeatedly, and you can’t sit there and tell me that on that last bit you weren’t slightly turned on because I could feel it–I knew you were.”

“And so you automatically think I’m…I’m what, wanting to cheat on you? That you’re just some place holder until I can woo Zendaya?” 

“It’s not the greatest feeling in the world to think about someone you care about getting off to someone else,” (Y/N) grumbled while debating if it was best to leave the kitchen and try to abandon the situation or stew in the sheer awkwardness of what was happening.

“You’re too smart to be this fucking dense,” he huffed while tossing his hands into his hair in frustration. Equally frustrated at his maneuver, (Y/N) pushed past him and rinsed of the dirty spoon in the sink before pacing back into the bedroom and fighting the urge to lock herself in there. Desperate, she tried to search for her keys. “(Y/N),” Tom sighed, “what are you doing?” When she didn’t listen and continued to search for her keys, Tom’s tone started to harden. “Love, I was joking.”

Don’t call me that,” she stated as she spun back around to face him with tears resting along her eyelids.

“Darling, stop,” Tom called while stepping forward and taking hold of her arm. “Look at me,” he prompted as she stubbornly bit her lip and reluctantly brought her face to his. “Tell me what’s the matter.” With bitterness in her heart, (Y/N) looked Tom dead in the eyes and spoke.

“You’re too smart to be this dense,” she spat back.

“You know that’s not true, (Y/N),” he called out to her.

“Cut yourself some slack every now and then Tom,” she said in returned while breaking free from his grasp to wipe the tears that had started to fall.

“(Y/N),” Tom called as his girlfriend continued to search his room for her car keys. “(Y/N) wait!”

“What?” she snapped while turned back to him.

“What are you trying to do?” he asked in a calm, quiet voice.

“I’m trying to leave,” she stated.

“Why are you leaving?” he asked again, trying to calm himself so that he could help her come down from the elevated levels of anxiety rushing through her body.

“Because I don’t want to sit here and think about how you’re better off with anyone besides me,” she stated in aggravation.

“Why in the world would you think that, love?” he asked again, this time managing to lace his fingers into hers.

“Because,” she stammered while slipping her hand from his. “Because you deserve someone like her. You deserve so much more than the little I have to offer. You should be happy and after noticing your reaction to the video, I can see you’d be happier with her.” Tom hated to hear those words flow from her mouth. His lips bore together so tense there wasn’t a gap for airflow to be seen. His jaw line clenched and his eyes narrowed down at the girl before him. For a solid two minutes he stood in silence, trying to find the right words to say while trying to keep his heart from breaking as he witnessed this precious soul crumble before him.

“I clearly must not be a very good boyfriend for you to think that,” he said softly. Instantly, (Y/N)’s head perked up and her eyes exhibited the fear her heard had hidden. Tom could clearly see her lips mouth the word ‘no’ as she gasped for air. He extended his arms and pulled her against him; holding her around her shoulder blades, her arms slipped around his waist and he rested his chin on her shoulder. “I don’t want you to ever think that I don’t care for you. You mean so much more to me than any woman ever could and I should have told you that before. I should have told you loads of things before now that I haven’t and, I suppose it’s not proper timing to say this now, but I was thinking of you earlier.” Against his chest, as he spoke, Tom could feel (Y/N)’s breathing begin to slow and he pulled her even closer. “I was imagining if that were us, but I didn’t say anything because I, well I didn’t know how to say it.”

(Y/N) clung to Tom as tightly as he clung to her. Her light assault of tears had subsided minutes ago but she still wasn’t certain on whether to take his apology for all it was worth or not. She cared about him too much to lose him, but then again, she knew she had to preserve herself from any more potential heartache that would come from a half-assed apology. It wasn’t until she felt the slightly dampened shoulder of the flannel she wore that she realized Tom was equally hurt. She knew Tom was sensitive–in fact it was one of the features she found most relieving about his personality–but she wouldn’t have thought he would be so hurt by his own words. 

“You’re not a bad boyfriend, Tom,” she said softly as her arms loosened from his waist and she took his jaw in her hands. “You’re just too good to me that I sometimes think you’re too good for me.”

“I don’t ever want you to think that love,” he stated with such conviction as he pressed his lips against hers. “I love you, (Y/N), and I don’t want you to ever believe you’re not enough. You are more than I could have ever asked for and I am truly happy to share my time and my life with you.” He took her again in his arms and pulled her beneath the covers. While the world spun on they laid beside one another and slept in the purest form, comforted by the fact that the other was there and that their lives had grown closer through the argument caused by ‘Versace on the Floor.’ 

I Thought No One Else Knew You Were Spider-Man? (Tom Holland!Peter Parker x reader) (slight smut)

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Warnings: A bit of swearing and mentions of sexy times. Slight smut again.

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You missed him. You missed him a lot. You had been away for two weeks to help Cap prepare for the Civil War that was brewing steadily in the superhero world. Your father chose to support government controlled supervision of superhero involvement. You weren’t down for that. No.one.bit. After all, you had your hidden identity, but you couldn’t care less about your own safety under these new rules, you were more concerned about your boyfriend, Peter. You both wanted to keep each other’s identities a secret because if anyone knew it would put you both in danger. You couldn’t bear to be in a world without him. So you would fight for you and Peter.
Now as you stand here before your father, whom you loved so much, you would speak one last time before you raised your fist for your freedom. Your father turned to look at you. “You picked the wrong side, Y/N.” your father said dauntingly. You shook your head slightly and looked down at your feet. As soon as your father and Cap started to exchange words back and forth, it quickly became heated. It wasn’t until you heard your father yell the words “underoos” that you decided to look up from the ground. You saw… ‘no. No no no. That isn’t… is it?’ You thought in complete disbelief. You saw none other than friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, a.k.a your boyfriend. Your emotions took over, you didn’t know what to do. There was so much excitement, confusion, shock, and… happiness. Your mouth was too quick, and before you knew it, you had taken off your mask and the words left your mouth with such urgency. “PETER?!” You yelled. As soon as the words came from your lips, the boy turned to look at you before removing his mask. “Y/N?!” He yelled back in disbelief. Your emotions got the better of both of you and the skip in your step turned into a jog and your jog quickly became a full on sprint to each other. You jumped into his embrace and he spun you as you kissed. You hadn’t realized how long you two had been making out for until the need to breathe became too much and you both gasped for air as you pulled apart. “God I missed you so much” he said breathlessly. “That was well over due” you said locking eyes with Peter. You gripped the sides of his face, quickly planting a kiss on his nose. It took a while for the speed of everything that just happened to register for everyone else. You and Peter, being two hormonal teenagers in love, hadn’t even registered the fact that you just basically made out in front of all the Avengers which, ahem, included your dad. Shit. He still didn’t know. Guess you two should be more aware of your PDAing next time (I know PDAing is not a word but I’ll just let it roll).
Amidst everyone’s shock, your father finally spoke up. “Uhhh… Spider-Boy? Care to tell me why you’re mashing faces with my daughter?” He said, his facial expression a mix between shocked, grossed out, and stern. “Dad, Peter is my boyfriend.” Your father turned to look at your half-spider boyfriend and said, “how uh, how long has this been going on?” Your father raised a brow. “A-bout a year. A-almost a year your boyfriend sputtered out awkwardly. Your father chuckled slightly and looked to the ground. “What?” You asked, arms crossing over your chest. “Oh, nothing, nothing” your father said. “It’s just that,” your father turned and looked up at Peter. “You,” He pointed a finger at your boyfriend accusingly. “You told me something earlier this week.” Peter was scared. He didn’t know what your father was going to pull out. He didn’t do something wrong, right? Did he? Peter got lost in his thoughts. Did he say something he wasn’t supposed to? Did Mr.Stark hear something he wasn’t supposed to? Shit. What if he heard you two that night he came over and let your hormones do the talking? It’s just your legs looked so good in those shorts, he couldn’t help but lust over how good your legs would look without them. The way you looked at him so innocently as you did the most sinful things to him, the way you touched him in ways he’ll never forget… No one else was supposed to be home that night. What if-. Peter’s racing thoughts of distress were soon pushed aside as your father displayed a look of mock hurt. “I just…” your father started, his hand over his chest. “I thought no one else knew you were Spider-Man?” Your father said. Peter looked confused now. “Haha. I’m just messing with you kid.” Your father joked, smiling. “Welcome to the family.” Your father pulled the now smiling boy into a bro hug, laughter soon turning into seriousness. Your father leaned in to whisper in Peters ear. “If you hurt her though, I’ll kill you.” Your father pulled away from the hug with a famous Stark smile while Peter looked slightly mortified.
’At least there’s one less Civil War to worry about’.

Barbados

“Don’t you fucking dare, Justin” Y/N screamed as she tried to run away from her boyfriend, who was chasing her, wanting to throw her into the water.

“Babe, you know I’m faster.” Justin laughed.

“You’ll never catch me.” she turned her head and she stick her tongue out. In that second of inobservance, she tripped over someone’s leg. Soon her face hit the sand and six pair of little hands tried to hold her down.

“We’ve got her.” Jaxon proudly exclaimed.

She wiggled herself around, so she could face them. At the bottom of her eye she saw Justin wasn’t running anymore so she took the chance she had.

“Okay guys, here’s the deal, let me go and I will buy you ice-cream, candies and other stuff, which you’ll eat when Jeremy and Chelsey or Justin aren’t around, yeah?” She gave them her best smile, hoping it will work.

They just smiled into her face and swing their heads no.

“Whatever Justin promised to give you, I can give you too, even better. C’mon I don’t wanna get my hair wet.”

I look like her begging only made them laugh even more.

“You know that’s not how it works, babe.” Justin said, slowly approaching them.

“Can’t blame girl for trying, now can you?” Y/N chuckled.

“Thank you guys for help, now let’s get Y/N wet.” Justin exclaimed and the kids started yelling and screaming.

Justin quickly picked Y/N up and started running towards the ocean. She was screaming for him to stop, begging him she will do anything, but it only made him laugh.

“Love you too, babe.” Justin said before he threw her into the water. When she had emerged, she moved her hair from her face and quickly yelled. “Get ready for a payback.”

She splashed water into their way, and they were quick to respond. Since it was four against one, she lost again and they were all around her, so all she could do was to dive and pull them under.

First she pulled Justin’s shorts down, just a little bit, giving the paparazzi behind some good material to work with.

Then she moved to Jazmyn and Allie and pulled them under. She emerged once again, noticing Jaxon playfully running away towards his father. Y/N quickly rushed after him. “I’m gonna get you Jax.”

Considering that’s she’s faster than him she quickly grabbed him and pulled him into his arms.

“Gotcha.” Y/N exclaimed proudly.

Jaxon was laughing and wiggling in her arms, but she only held him tighter. “No, put me down.” He said while laughing.

“Too late for that now.” Y/N said and jumped into water with him. Once they raised up, and looked around at each other, they all started laughing.

“Four against me and I still win. You suck, guys.” Y/N stuck her tongue out, once again.

Once they reached Jeremy and Chelsey, they all sat down on their ropes, slowly wiping water off their skins.

“Having fun, huh?” Kids nod at Jeremy’s question.

“Let’s go say hi to those fans over there.” Justin said as he grabbed Y/N’s hand and started pulling her up.

“You go, I’ll stay here. I need to dry my hair, and get tanned.”

“So you’re letting you half naked boyfriend go talk to more half naked people?”

“Do I have a reason to worry?” Y/N asked pretending to be surprised placing her right hand over her heart.

Justin laugh and gave her a quick kiss. “Nope.” And he left.

 

“Okay guys, get out of water, it’s enough for today. We’re going to swim some more tomorrow.” Jeremy said as he started to get up from the sand.

Kids weren’t happy about leaving the beach, they loved spending time there, running and playing around. But once they were promised to get ice-cream they happily obeyed and picked their toys up.

Few feet away there was a bar with ice-cream. Kids quickly ran towards it, already discussing which ice-cream to take.

Justin and Y/N were far behind everyone, slowly waking, while Justin’s left hand was wrapped around Y/N’s back.

“You’re enjoying it here?” Y/N asked Justin, looking around the beach. Only a few people were left there, and of course some paparazzi.

“Mhm. It would be great if those suckers weren’t here.” Justin said sounding slightly irritated.

Y/N looked over at Justin. “Hey, don’t let those fuckers ruin your holiday with your family. God knows you work way too hard and you deserve this. So just relax, I know it bothers you, but we are here to so focus on us and not them.”

Justin smile and placed a little peck on her lips. “What would I do without you?”

“Be lost, mostly, bored.” Y/N said making Justin chuckle.

“I love you.”

“I love you.” She said and placed her head on his shoulder slowly walking towards their yacht.

Once they reached the yacht he let go of her. “Ladies first.” Y/N smiled and kissed him once again.

As she was passing him to climb up the stairs, she felt his hand on her but. “Lost something, Bieber?” Y/N asked innocently looking over her shoulder.

“Just found it.” He said and smirked at her. She laughed. Justin, Jaxon, Jazmyn and Allie all headed towards the roof, while Y/N went into the bathroom and put on pink shorts. She quickly tied her hair into a messy bun and walked out onto the deck.

As she was approaching the deck she could hear giggles from the roof. She looked up and she saw Allie, Jazmyn and Justin doing yoga.

“No Justin, you’re doing it all wrong.” Allie exclaimed and show him how’s it’s supposed to be done.

Y/N couldn’t help but laugh at how cute they looked together. Justin noticed her and looked down at her.

“Something funny, Miss?” Justin asked playfully and Y/N shook her head. “No, not at all. Also put your ass little higher Bieber. You’re seriously doing it wrong.”

“Why don’t you come up and show me how’s done then?”

“Nah, I’m just gonna enjoy the view from down here.”

Justin winked at her and went back to yoga.

Y/N observed them for a little bit more then she went to the bar and took a glass of white wine. She went back to the deck, still hearing giggles, but she decided to rather turn away from them and appreciate the view.

It was just amazing, the sun was slowly going down. The colours were just extraordinary. The sun painted whole sky into bright yellow that slowly fading into blue.

Y/N felt strong hands wrapping around her waist and she place her head onto his chest.

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” he asked with his low, sexy voice that only sent shiver down her spine.

She just smiled and placed her glass down, slowly turning around. She met his gaze, and his eyes left her speechless. He always had such a nice brown colour but now, thanks to the sunset, the brown in his eyes was turned green and it was even prettier than sunset.

“You’re staring.” Justin smirked playfully.

“Stop being so goddamn beautiful and I won’t.” Y/N said pushing his arm. He griped her tighter, bringing her closer.

“Not my fault, baby.”

He lowered his lips onto hers. Y/N closed her eyes at the touch of his soft lips. She placed her hands around his neck, playing with his hair. He brushed his tongue over her lower lip, asking for entrance. She moaned into kiss, pushing herself more and more into him.

Once they separated, they were both breathing heavily. Justin kissed her forehead and she placed her head onto his chest. She closed her eyes and listened to his heart beat.

He slowly pushed her off and grabbed her hand. “Come.” Was all he muttered. He took her hand and took her into their shared room.


This is a very short imagine inspired by Justins vacation with his family. I know it sucks and i’m sorry.

Suggestive Themes

Originally posted by wonhontology

Pairing: Wonho x Reader

Genre: fluff, slight smut

Word Count: 1.1k

Summary: When you accidentally walk in on your new boyfriend half naked, you see something you hadn’t quite noticed before.


He was taking forever to get himself together, as usual. You waited for him at his apartment while he worked out. He had somehow convinced you that he couldn’t afford to skip a day even though he went to the gym every single day. You always joked around with him and said, “You’d rather die than skip the gym.” And he always laughed but always found his way back to the gym no matter what.

You started dating Hoseok a little over a month ago, which wasn’t very long. You liked him a lot, from the moment you met him at work. He worked in the same building as you, in a different department. You started seeing him often, in the elevator, while going through the entrance, and even hanging out on the roof during your break.

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Reasons why i call Sadie and Carter Kane the Egyptian underworld siblings

- their father is the host of Osiris the king of Egyptians underworld
- their mother is a ghost (yeah i know she was alive when they were born but still)
- they can play with Ammot the destroyer of souls like it was their dog
- the egyptian underworld can looklike their old home in Los Angeles
- they can eat and sleep in their father kindom like it’s totally normal
- Sadie’s (half)boyfriend anubis is the god of death
I SAY IT AGAIN WHY DOES NOBODY CALL THEM EGYPTIAN UNDERWORLD SIBLINGS

“Harry, slow down!” You giggled, stumbling over your feet as Harry practically dragged you down the hallway clumsily. Harry’s grip tightened when you stumbled once again, making him turn back to glance at you and make sure you weren’t actually going to fall over. “I can’t walk in these heels!” 

“It’s not my fault you chose the stilettos.” Harry hummed, apologizing under his breath when he knocked into someone while leading you to the guest bedroom. 

Harry had decided to throw a house party in celebration of the success of his debut album and was very much surprised by the number of people that came. He had definitely sent out more invitations than intended, but that was okay! The more, the merrier… Right? Wrong. Very, very wrong. Because now all he wanted was to kick everyone out of the house so he could get a little loving from you. (Or, a lot. He wanted a lot.) He might have gone a little crazy on the Cosmopolitans and the only thing he could think about was what he was going to do once he got you out of that slinky little dress.  

“Harry, I have to fix my shoe,” You hiccuped, stopping in your tracks and reaching down with your free hand to adjust the strap on the heel. “If I fall and break my ankle you won’t be able to fuck me at al-”

“Harry! Hey, where are you guys headed off to? We were just about to whip up a couple more of my famous strawberry daiquiris.” You looked up as one of Harry’s friends walked over to you guys, half-listening in on the small talk and half-admiring your boyfriend. God, he’s beautiful. So beautiful. Like a celestial being. Kinda like Wonder Woman. 

“Y/N’s not feeling too good so I’m jus’ gonna check if we have any panadol.” Harry hummed, smiling lightly at you as you reached over to twirl your finger around a strand of his hair. “But save some daiquiris fo’ us! We’ll be down in a mo’.” It was once his friend disappeared that he began dragging you down the hallway again, headed straight towards your guys’ bedroom door. 

You couldn’t help but laugh lightly as Harry struggled to unlock the door (You liked having it locked during house parties because one time you found Niall and some girl going at it in your bed) before he finally got it and held it open to let you in.“S’too dark, I can’t see anythin’.”

“That’s what the light is for, H.” You snorted, slapping your hand against the light switch and squinting as the room lit up. Both of you were pretty drunk and it was amazing that you were able to make it to the room without passing out in the first place. You definitely didn’t expect Harry to push you up against the wall almost immediately after you shut the door, your lips tugging up in a grin as you pushed at Harry’s chest lightly. “We can’t, we’re the hosts! We’re being bad hosts…” 

“S’okay, Niall’s down there dancing on our bloody table, he’ll distract everyone.” Harry murmured against your neck, his fingers already working the zipper on the back of your dress. 

“What if someone walks in?” You gasped, feeling Harry nip on your skin hungrily before sucking lightly. 

“Locked the door already.” He groaned, pushing his hips against yours while keeping you pressed up against the wall. 

“But what if everyone hears us?” At this point, Harry had already pushed your dress down to your hips, looking up at you as he kneeled down on the ground. Harry knew you were teasing him - You loved teasing him when it came to situations like this. 

“You’re killin’ me here, baby.” He puffed out playfully, planting a kiss to your hipbone and hooking a finger in your panties.

“I’m just saying I don’t want you to be humiliated once everyone hears you moaning and groaning for me.” You shrugged casually, smirking down at Harry in a cocky manner. What? You knew you were good in bed, Harry knew you were good in bed - You were telling the truth! (Not to mention, you got a 100% more confident when you had your fair share of tequila shots.) 

“You’re gonna eat your words tonight, love.” 

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UPDATE!!! HELP!!!

This is my family. “Is smoll and broken, but still good.” (from left to front and top to bottom) Kimmy (@spideygirl) is from Utah and Gwen (@gwennspacey) is from Georgia and I (@emberbrekker) am from Colorado. We met through tumblr and our friendships blossomed to become what is our family of three transgirls madly in love.

When Kimmy and I first met I was living in my ex’s car working as a sex worker in trouble with the law, and Kimmy was getting kicked out of her dads living room. So she came to Colorado and we met. Things were still really rough with her and I being in love with each other and with my ex and I growing apart we decided to move to Colorado Springs.

Colorado Springs offered new obstacles. Being on our own with only our bags, I saw clients so we could have hotel rooms to stay in and food to eat. But then I met with my uncle who was not only non supportive but also dropped us off in Denver so we could get our lives together. And if the springs were the pot then Denver is the fire, comparatively. 

In Denver, I had the hardest time seeing clients. We walked around drowning in the size and speed of Denver living. We stopped off at a bar to get a drink because I needed to get tipsy to even handle the situation. But not even through our first drink some guy walks up and proceeds to attempt to drug us (we saw it dissolving in the liquid) So we left. Kimmy then has a major panic attack and we call an ambulance. We then end up in the ER for the first night of Denver. I didn’t sleep a bit. The next night Kimmy slept in the Bus Station while I stood watch. This being day 3, and at 2 am my ex came and picked us up and took us back up north. We then sold everything and had my ex drop us off in Colorado Springs.

 I saw a few clients when we got to the springs so we had places to stay and food to eat. One client bought us a car from auction. It was a wonderful gift that was given because I had impressed him so much and he was a nice guy.  So we at that point lived in the car. I did finish my court requirements and got my slate wiped clean. Then one day Kimmy introduces me to Gwen (who she met on tumblr) and we start talking. We hit it off and decided we were going to ask Gwen to move to Colorado with us. Everything lined up and Gwen had me fly out to drive her back to Colorado and back to Kimmy. The first few months were like cats getting use to each other. Quite funny in hindsight, but first had it is terrible. We got jobs and worked trying to take care of each other and doing anything we could with loans to get our life back and the van which had been impounded (we got it out and paid like $1300.00usd for it). But some good did come out of it, I was able to quit the Sex Working industry.

We were staying with a friend at the time who booted us out to live with her boyfriend. So we (K,E,G) moved into said boyfriends empty town house. Which was a big win for our family or so we thought. We settled in for a little bit got food, cleaned the place and planned for Yule. Not more than a week and a half later the “boyfriend” is back in his bed room dealing with issues involving the judicial system.  And this is where we have been. 

At this point “the boyfriend” is already crossing boundaries, being extremely disrespectful, and has now only given us 2 weeks from 02/24/17 to remove ourselves and items from the location. 

This is pretty much all we own. So we are going to get a storage unit and pay two months in advance in Denver, while we move there. 

This is our next hurdle. I have my Med Badge and Kimmy and Gwen are going to get theirs. But we are paying tons for healthcare and medication as we are all going off HRT. We do have appointments set up but its gonna be two months till the earliest appointment. We have pretty much no food, our accounts in total are -$350 usd. We have no idea how we are are feeling rather trapped and are worried about having to move cities. We know we are going to live in the car again, but we don’t know what to do about our stuff, or food, or even necessities like showers. We need a grand total of $950 to successfully move to Denver, and this does not include an apartment.

We aren’t asking for very much if anyone has even a dollar to spare or even $.50 every thing is going towards us moving and finding a safe place for us to live. 

Thank you for all your help so far and continuing to aid us in finding our place in the world! We are doing our best and just need a little help. Thank you and Blessed Be!

(PS paypal is littletransgirl18@gmail.com)

Masterlist (Updated)

 AOMG:

Jay Park:

You grinding on him and moaning and getting embarrassed

Simon D:

You wanting to start a family

B.A.P:

First Kiss (Himchan fluff)

Heaven (Himchan fluff)

Pepero (Himchan fluff)

Daddy Kink (Himchan Smut)

Wet Clothes (Himchan Scenario)

Wet Clothes (Part Two)

Forgiveness (Zelo Angst)

Jongup Fluff

How Would They Kiss & Touch You

Moon Jongup; Boyfriend

Bang Yongguk; Boyfriend

Reaction:

To you having a lot of tattoos

To you calling your dad ‘daddy’ but they respond

Bleeding on the Sheets

You being distant

You calling them ‘daddy’ (NSFW)

You moaning because they were pleasuring you (NSFW)

You unexpectedly topping during sex (NSFW)

You catch them staring at your cleavage

You being thick/curvy

You sitting in their lap and they get a boner

First time having sex as a married couple

You having a panic/anxiety attack

Big Bang:

First Date (Taeyang Fluff)

A New Beginning (T.O.P fluff)

Oblivious (T.O.P Fluff)

Stress Reliever (Taeyang Fluff)

Jealousy (Taeyang Scenario)

Time (Daesung Scenario)

How Would They Kiss & Touch You

Reaction:

You Doing Their Choreography

You biting their lip while kissing

You saying you don’t want kids

You refusing to give them a blowjob

You having curly/poofy that gets in their face/mouth

You writing a song about them

Them hearing you sing for the first time

You wanting a big family

You not being on speaking terms with your family

You sexually teasing them in front of the other members 

Giving them kisses while cuddling

You slapping their butt then walking away

You getting smiley and blushy when they kiss you

MTL:

To cheat on you

Block B

Zico Fluff

Cliche Love (Zico Fluff)

Let Me Help (Zico Smut)

You’re so dense (Kyung Fluff)

You Know We’re a Good Couple, Right? (P.O Fluff)

Reaction:

Them hearing you sing for the first time

Boys Republic: 

Love at First Sight (Minsu Fluff)

BtoB:

Reaction:

Eunkwang reaction to you “flirting” with another member

Hyunsik + Ilhoon reaction to falling in love with a melody

BTS:

Sweet Night (Suga Scenario)

School Love (Suga Scenario)

Reaction:

You Telling Them You Like Them For The First Time

To You Crying

To You Sleeping Half Naked

You being distant

Your boyfriend cheating on/breaking up with you

You calling your dad ‘daddy’ but they respond

You being thick/curvy

You not being able to walk after your first time

You having curly/poofy hair that gets in their face/mouth

You confessing to them while drunk + the morning after

You having a panic/anxiety attack

Them pissing you off and you retort by saying that their dick is small

You bleeding on the sheets

Them falling in love with a childhood friend

You being new to Korean & saying something wrong

You kissing them randomly

You getting all smiley and blushy when they kiss you

You being upset when you’re normally happy (description in post)

You listen to his heartbeat (Namjoon)

You pulling their hood over their face, kissing them, then running away

MTL:

Date Someone Who is Depressed

EXID:

Confessions (LE fluff)

Reunion (Fluff)

Reaction:

To you studying so much you begin crying

EXO:

Love Like War (Tao Slight Smut)

Clubbing (Tao Smut)

D.O. Angst

Chen as a Boyfriend

Finally (Chanyeol Scenario)

Reaction:

You Spilling Tea On Them

To you calling your dad ‘daddy’ but they respond

You being sick/hurt

You having a nightmare

You having a panic attack

You not being able to walk after your first time

You waking them up with a Blowjob (NSFW)

You walking around in their t shirt and cute panties (Slight NSFW)

F(X):

A Little Love (Amber fluff)

A Little Love (Part 2)

I’m Sorry (Amber Scenario)

Early Mornings (Amber Fluff)

Reaction:

You Being Sick

You dancing to one of their songs

You having a long day at work

Girl’s Generation:

Intense Gaming (Sooyoung Fluff)

Got7:

Cute (Mark Fluff)

Cafe Date (Mark Fluff)

Perfection (Yugyeom Fluff)

My Mistake (Yugyeom Angst)

Is It Hot In Here? (Yugyeom Scenario)

Just Relax (Youngjae Fluff)

Birthday (Youngjae Fluff)

Reaction:

You kissing them unexpectedly

You sitting on Them

Bleeding on the sheets

You Squirting (NSFW)

You showing off your nerdy side

You calling your dad ‘daddy’ but they respond

You moaning because they were pleasuring you (NSFW)

You confessing to them

You grinding on them, then moan and get embarrassed (Slight NSFW)

Them accidentally bustin a nut

You feeling/teasing them randomly

You leaving a hickey on them

You grabbing their dick while making out

You saying; I love when you kiss + hug me because it reminds me you love me.

iKON:

Happy Moments (Jinhwan Fluff)

Coldness (Bobby Scenario)

Crush (Hanbin Scenario)

How would iKON kiss + touch you

Reaction:

You being curvy/thick

You moaning because of them pleasuring you

You flinching when they raised their hand

You subconsciously singing one of their songs

You falling on top of them around other members

Mamamoo:

Hwasa Fluff

The Wait (Moonbyul Fluff)

Monsta X:

Movie Scenes (Hyungwon Smut)

How would they kiss + touch you

Reaction:

You sending them a text message saying…

To you wearing an oversized sweater and knee high socks

Your towel falling off (Hyungwon, Shownu, Kihyun) 

Your towel falling off (Wonho, Minhyuk, I.M, Jooheon)

You being thick/curvy

You being a new backup dancer and dancing very well

Jooheon reaction to you “flirting” with another member

Seventeen:

Jun Fluff

Stop Whining (Joshua Fluff)

Reaction:

You being scared easily

You being upset over Jeonghans hair

You kissing them

You walking around in a tshirt and panties

SHINee:

Reaction:

You kissing them randomly

Them coming home and seeing you jammin out to their music

VIXX:

Reaction:

Them walking in on you masturbating (NSFW)

MTL:

Date Someone Who is Depressed

Winner:

Encounters (Mino Scenario)

How would they kiss you

Reaction:

You biting their lip while kissing

You being thick/curvy

You getting injured while they were on tour

You wanting a big family 

You kissing them on the cheek

MTL:

To cheat on you

2NE1:

Reaction:

You wanting to adopt

4Minute:

You See, I Love You More (Sohyun Fluff)

A/N: 

Masterlist is updated every time we post

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anonymous asked:

If you're still taking ideas can you do one where lance talks/walks in his sleep and Keith and Shiro find it adorable? Shklance please:)

So i ended up making a whole backstory and everything but

they’re gushing over sleep talking Lance somewhere in the middle and in the end so I mean

Words: 1583

Even before the three had started dating, they always found themselves sleeping in the same bed.

It all happened because Lance, really.

He would notice how one (or both) of them would look exhausted in the mornings during breakfast, obvious bags under their eyes. Taking it into his hands, he stayed up one night and waited until he was sure Hunk and Pidge were asleep before he left his room and went on a search.

He first checked Keith’s room, only to find the Red Paladin’s bed empty. With a sigh, he went to Shiro’s room next with the same result. He was quick to head to the training room to find Keith and lucky for him, he ran into Shiro along the way. The older male was confused and parting his lips to scold the Blue Paladin when Lance just grab his hand and begun to tug him along, a murmur of ‘okay now Keith’ leaving him. Shiro had been confused, but he was too tired to complain so he just let him pull him along, not really thinking when he intertwined their fingers and looking away when a shocked Lance looked back at him. The younger male simply smiled slightly before turning ahead once, a slight skip in his step now.

Keith was definitely in the training room and seeing as he was only on training level four, he hasn’t been there long. He stopped when he heard the doors open and turned back, pausing when he saw Lance and Shiro standing there, hand in hand.

“What are you two doing?” Cocking a brow, he watched as they approached him.

“Training sequence over.” Lance called out, reaching a hand out and taking hold of Keith’s, ignoring his complaint.

That’s how the whole sleeping together thing had started. Lance had simply dragged the two to his room and pointed to his bed, even going as far as locking the door with a combination only he knew so they couldn’t leave in the middle of the night. (It was actually just their names all combined into one)

They never admitted it at first, but it was the best sleep either of them had gotten in a long time.

As time passed, they began to find themselves automatically going to his room when they found themselves unable to sleep and Lance would except them with open arms (literally). It had been weeks before either of them knew Lance even slept talked.

One night, Shiro had only just came into the room, smiling softly at the sight of Lance curled around Keith’s smaller form, arms wrapped securely around his slim waist. As he began to slip into the clothes he normally slept it (he and Keith both now had clothes in Lance’s room), he heard murmuring coming from the bed. Looking back, he quirked a brow and slowly approached as he slipped his nightshirt on. The murmuring stopped and he thought that maybe he had been hearing things before climbing into bed behind Lance, snaking one arm around Lance and the other around both of them. He was close to falling asleep when the murmuring started up again. He opened his eyes and lifted his head, pausing when his eyes landed on the sleeping Lance’s moving lips. He held back a laugh, eyes sparkling with amusement at the sight of the Blue Paladin sleep talking.

The next time the sleep talking had happened, Keith had been awake, too. The two shared a look before soft laughter filled the air of the room. Lance had stirred awake and looked at them with tired confusion, a complaint on his tongue. It was gone and replaced with a content hum when the two climbed into the bed with him, letting himself be sandwiched between them. They waited until he fell back asleep (which didn’t take long since he was exhausted from today’s training) before almost silently talking about the whole sleep talking thing, both pretty much gushing over it because it was just such an adorable trait.

The confession ended up being a month later.

None of them had been asleep yet in reality. The two had just entered the room to find Lance still getting ready for bed. He looked back at them and just smiled, nodding to the two piles of clothes resting on his bed that he had gotten out for his teammates before resuming with getting dressed. The others changed as well and climbed into bed with Lance, whom had simply laid down to wait for them. As they all go comfortable, Lance’s limp form in their arms, three simple words met their ears.

“Love you guys..”

They shared a look, gentle smiles finding their ways onto their faces.

“He’s already sleep talking..” Keith had been the one to speak, voice quiet yet loud enough for Shiro to hear. Lance shifted in their arms and they looked at him, freezing when they saw him staring at them with a cracked open eyes and amused smile.

“Who said I was sleeping?”

Both Shiro and Keith were flustered messes and it ended with a laughing Lance.

The night ended up being spent with the three of them staying up a little later than usually as they talked about what Lance said and in which way he meant it. Before they knew it, they ended up with a flustered yet happy Keith because this means he can be honest about his feelings and a very sexually confused Shiro learning he has a feelings for them both.

At this moment, however, the group was actually getting to have a break. The trio was simply sitting in Shiro’s room, an earth book he had found at a space mall in his hands. Keith was sitting beside him, head resting his on his shoulder as he read the book as well and Lance was tucked between the older paladin’s legs. He had one arm wrapped firmly around Shiro’s waist and he was holding Keith’s hand with his free one, face pressed into the Black Paladin’s stomach as he slept. They were snapped out of their reading, however, by a quiet voice.

“’s my candy…Pidgey noo..” The Blue Paladin whined and nuzzled closer to his taller boyfriend, a pout finding its way onto his sleeping face. Keith and Shiro shared a look before laughing softly, thankfully quiet enough for Lance to not wake up because the quiet ‘shit my candy’ that came next almost had them cackling.

“I love him so much.” Keith whispered, his free hand moving to gently play with Lance’s hair. The sleeping male let out a happy whine at the contact, though he didn’t wake up.

“Don’t we both?” Shiro chuckled softly, resting his head against Keith’s with a small, fond smile.

“Remember the time he called you ‘daddy’ in his sleep?” There was a teasing tone to Keith’s voice and it pulled a flustered sound from Shiro, who immediately lifted his head.

“You promised not to talk about that!” The older male whisper-yelled, face flushed a dark shade of red. Keith had to cover his mouth with his hand to muffle his laugh, grinning behind it.

“Not sorry.” He snickered quietly and moved to press his lips against the other’s cheek gently. Shiro just huffed and turned his attention back to his book, ignoring his boyfriend’s snickering.

“Stole my candy…make ‘er give it back..” Lance’s voice caught their attention once more and both chuckled, looking at their boyfriend once more. There was still a pout on his face and he was nuzzling closer to his taller boyfriend’s stomach, hold on both of them tightening.

“Are we ever going to tell him that he sleep talks?” The Red Paladin questioned, voice soft as he rested his chin on Shiro’s shoulder, face facing said man. He had just snorted before looking at the his smallest boyfriend with a quirked brow.

“Of course not, he’ll try to figure out a way to cure it, probably go to Coran or something, and it’s too cute to lose.” The statement pulled a loud laugh from Keith, which caused a chain reaction because now there was a whining Lance in Shiro’s lap, looking up at his boyfriends.

“Why are you laughing..?” His voice was thick with sleep and pulled a soft chuckle from Shiro as he lowered his book. The older male raised a hand to run it through Lance’s hair, the nineteen year old pressing into the touch with a content little noise that could honestly be mistaken for a purr.

“Nothing, babe. Go back to sleep.” Shiro smiled at him and got a sleepy smile in return, though Lance didn’t press his face into his largest boyfriend’s stomach right away. Instead, he was pushing himself up slightly with a huff.

“I deserve kisses since you woke me up.” He had murmured, which pulled a laugh from the others. Keith shared a grin with Shiro before turning his attention back to their half-asleep boyfriend.

“Fine, but only because you’re cute.”

“I’m sexy, not cute.”

In all honesty, Keith and Shiro were both glad they had sleeping problems before because it ended with them both gaining two boyfriends they loved as well as an adorable Lance tucked between them at night whom would sometimes murmur in his sleep.

Whether it be complaints, jokes, or confessions of love for his boyfriends, it was always something that managed to cheer the Red and Black Paladin up. They really did love their sleep talking boyfriend.