he is nutella to my eyes

BTS reaction seeing you practicing pick up lines dressed sexy in front of mirror.

anon: Hi! Can I request BTS seeing yourself in front of the mirror wearing lace tights,their shirt and full glam of makeup practicing pick up lines to get them turned on but, the pickup lines would be weird and you would make the most unattractive faces while practicing.For example “ Would you like a burrito and a relationship well I could be your baerrito” or “ Do you like Nutella well you could look into my hazel brown eyes” their is hazelnut and the color of chocolate is brown. Lol I’m so sorry😄           

I still can’t get over this request. I spend 5minutes dying from laught with my bff 😂 I can imagine how can this look like and omg 😁 You made our day! I hope you’ll enjoy this ^^


Originally posted by suga-com

y/n:“Jinnie, are you a Disney princess? Cause you’re cinderHella fine!”

After hearing it he sneak in your room and watched what are you doing. There you’re - in lace, in front of mirror, talking to yourself. He was surprised and now he knew how boys felt when he is making his uncle jokes. He don’t want to distrub you so he go to the kitchen thinking what he can do when you’ll use it. You look sexy in this lance but your faces and pick up lines can ruin atmosphere. Really hard thinking how to play it out. Then he’ll back to you and start kissing you before you would say anything.

“Is Y/B planning to use it at me? Gosh. No. Maybe I’ll just act like I didn’t hear it?”


Originally posted by yoonmin

y/n: “How much does it cost to have you to night? Cause damn, you look expensive!”

He were just standing in the door trying hard to not laught. But he can’t hold it and started to laught. When you turn on to see him you were schocked. Yoongi looked at you, walking closer to you and eyeing you. He’ll remeber this for all his life and sometimes tease about that.

“Y/N is this t-shirt mine? I want it back so take it off. I would say that you look so damn sexy but it was too funny.”


Originally posted by huang-zitao

y/n: “Didn’t You Wear That Yesterday? Your shirt has to go, but you can stay. ”

You wanting to lure Hoseok on with this lines was the most hilarious thing that he saw today. He knew that you are trying hard so he won’t tease you and just back hug you, softly touching your lance thights and starting to taking off his t-shirt from you “playing your game”

“Yees. I wear it yesterday. Maybe you’ll do something about it?”


Originally posted by ksjknj

y/n: “You like maths? Cause I want to ADD to you my life, SUBTRACT your clothes, DIVIDE your legs and MULTIPLY ourselves.”

Seeing you dressed like this would turn him on without even your trying. Buut look it’s not over. You wanted to play it like in drama witch you were watching in last week. Namjoon was focused on your legs, ass and everything. After hearing your pick up line he get distracted. What are you trying to do? He didn’t think too much about it and go towards you to started what you planned.

“Maybe we’ll skip this foreplay and straightaway go to the highlight?”


Originally posted by princejimineee

y/n: “Are you religios? Cause you’re the answer to all my prayers.”

Jimin wouldn’t care about your pick up lines or faces which you were doing. He focused on your look. Lances whiche bought you for your birthday, his shirt which was too big for you and you looked so hot. You transform Jimin from fluffy Mochi to Daddy Jimin.

“And now come to me. Your angel will take care of you.”


Originally posted by taedamn

y/n: “What’s that on your face? Oh, must just be beauty. Here, let me get it off. hmmm. and I’ll kis him and say- Hey, it’s not coming off!”

Thinking how cute and sexy you’re in the same time. He thinks that it’s weird but normal people are boring. Enjoing the view of you sexy dressed and imagining what he’ll do with you. Tae would let you end your pick up lines and after that he’ll take care of everything.

“Now let me take a lead. You started and I’ll end”


Originally posted by officialwookkibby

y/n: “ Which is easier? You getting into those tight pants or getting you out of them?”

Making fun of you so hard. He can’t stop laught even when you were calming him down. When his laught attack would end he’ll take to salon and starts playing Overwatch. You were so pissed that he ruin everything when you were preparing all day. Still wearing lances and his white t-shirt you were sitting on the couch cringed. When he finished, he looked at you focusing on your legs and gived you small smirk and this glance which you loved.

“I thought about your question and I think that for you, it’ll be easier to get me out of them.”

Family (Yongguk x Reader) Fluff

Word Count: 1818

AN: Admin S here again! This is dedicated to my dear friend @y-ngguk who is a lovely ray of sunshine, enjoy this my dear! 

Warning: Cheesy, lame fluff

It wasn’t every day that Yongguk woke up to such a beautiful sight. Allowing his eyes to adjust to the brightness of the sunlight that poured in through the windows, he looked at the girl lying in his arms, cuddled against him as her chest slowly rose and fell. Her (h/l) (h/c) was sprawled all over, messy as ever, her soft (s/c) glowing in the sunlight, making her look like a goddess.

Unconsciously, a soft smile its way on to his lips as he slowly pulled his arm from underneath her head, allowing himself to hover as his elbows supported his weight and he leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on her nose, chuckling to himself. Seeing this had no effect on waking her up, he moved to her forehead, followed by her eyelids when she began to stir softly. “Wake up baby girl.” His deep voice whispered happily as she mumbled incoherently, moving her body closer to his, allowing his warmth to rub off on her.

Smiling, he kissed her jaw, before moving up to her cheeks, kissing the corner of her lips, as she stirred awake. “Mmm, what’s gotten into you today?” Her groggy voice asked, as she opened her eyes, only to be greeted by the most breath taking smile she’d ever seen. Yongguk had lied back down, facing her, using one hand support his weight and the other moving under the covers to grab her hand. “I have the most beautiful girl in the world in my arms, why shouldn’t I be happy?” He asked her, pulling her closer and kissed her soft hair, the familiar smell of her shampoo invading his nostrils.

“Let’s stay like this for a while, you can check on the kids later.” She whispered, burying her face in his neck, placing a soft kiss his neck. “Hmm, whatever you say love.” He replied.


“Noona, what are you cooking?” Youngjae asked, walking into the kitchen, only to be greeted by his hyung’s girlfriend cooking, dressed in Yongguk’s sweater and sweatpants.

“You’ll find out soon, do you want to give me a hand? Yongguk went to wake everyone up.” She replied, as she continued to chop the strawberries. “Sure Noona!” Youngjae replied, stepping into the kitchen of the dorm to help her out. The pair continued to cook, with Youngjae chopping the various fruits and (Y/n) flipping the pancakes.

Yongguk walked in the kitchen, having gone around and woken up the other four. His eyes twinkled as he watched the love of his life interact with Youngjae, the pair laughing about some stupid joke as they moved around in the kitchen, he was so damn lucky to have her.

Soon, the other four piled into the kitchen, with (Y/n) ordering them all to take their spots at the dinner table as she and Youngjae brought out the food. A massive stack of pancakes for each of them, covered in various fruits and whipped cream. She surely was spoiling them.

“Noona, this is so good, it might even rival your cheesecakes.” Daehyun laughed, before digging into his plate and the others soon followed as (Y/n) laughed, before making her way towards Yongguk’s chair and wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders, leaning down so her head rested on his shoulder.

“Aren’t you gonna eat?” He asked her, offering her a bite, which she gladly accepted. “I already ate before I made these for you guys, I hope you like them.” She grinned, her eyes twinkling with happiness as he gave her his adorable gummy smile.


“Ok, Jongup, get the broom, Junhong, get the vacuum cleaner and Jung Daehyun, don’t you dare even think about sneaking off!” She yelled, causing Himchan and Youngjae to burst into laughter. The 7 of them were cleaning their dorm, which was a complete mess. It had been partially the reason that all of them were here today, otherwise, if it weren’t for (y/n)’s scary death glares, Yongguk would probably be locked away in his studio, Daehyun looking for random food shops and Himchan sleeping like the dead in his room.

It was a nice, peaceful period for the boys, they’d just finished their promotions for Rose and their world tour and were on break for a month or so. Himchan’s fracture had gotten much better, almost completely healed and Jongup’s stomach was much better.

“Youngjae, Himchan, Yongguk, start cleaning the kitchen and living room, the studio and the backyard, me and these three will do all the individual rooms, the bathrooms and the basement. Now get to work, if I see anyone slacking, I’m not making you boys dinner.” She commanded and heard a chorus of “yeses” and groans in response as all 7 of them got to work.


“Finally, it was a pigsty in this dorm, how do you even get this messy?” She asked, throwing the last rubbish bag in the bin and dusting her hands. “It’s the hyungs, especially Youngjae and Daehyun.” Junhong commented, snickering.

“Ok, get yourselves cleaned up now, and then I’m gonna get groceries for you all, you can’t keep living off bread and nutella.” She remarked, moving towards Yongguk’s old room so she could use his bathroom. Yongguk followed her, closing the door behind them as all the kids went off to clean themselves.

“Thank you so much.” He commented, wrapping his arms around her frame as she pulled her hair out of the bun it was in. “It’s nothing love, you guys are family, and they’re my kids too.” She laughed, turning around, gently rubbing her nose against his as she closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Seriously, I don’t know what we all would do without you.” He smiled, leaning his forehead against hers, enjoying the peace and calm of the moment. It were the moments like these that gave him strength, the inspiration, the motivation to continue the strive to make music, to lead BAP to the best of his abilities.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you dorks.” She responded, truly meaning it from the bottom of her heart, the boys were really her family now, all of them and having been together with Yongguk for the past 4 years, she saw their weaknesses, their strengths, their happy moments and their low moments. She’d been Yongguk’s rock during the lawsuit, consistently encouraging not only him but all 6 of them to not give up hope, she was the one that made sure Yongguk ate, and as often as she  could get time off from work, she was with them, listening to them, cooking for them, doing whatever it took to make sure they were not spiralling into a downwards spiral.

“I love you.” Yongguk replied, opening his eyes to see her smiling face. Moments like these were rare but the pair adored them equally. “I love you too love.” She responded.

“But you’re stalling my shower, I still have to go out and buy food and then cook. I’ve got 5 hungry kids to feed.” She laughed, pulling herself off him. “5 hungry kids eh? When did you become a mother huh?” Yongguk laughed, pulling away.

“Let me rephrase that then, 2 children, 2 teens, a mother and an old grandfather, yeah, that’s my family.” She laughed, winking at him before making her way into the bathroom, grabbing her clothes on the way in.


“Noona, I’ll come with you!” Jongup volunteered, getting up from the couch when (Y/n) asked one of them to accompany her to the supermarket. “Come on, let’s go.” She replied, grabbing her wallet as the pair made their way out of the dorm. Jongup sported a large baggy hoodie, the hood being pulled up to hide his face and a black face mask.

“Noona, I have to ask you about something.” He said as she grabbed a loaf of bread from the bakery. “Go on Jongup-ah, what is it? Why do you sound so tense?” She asked, looking back at him, sensing the tension in his voice.

“Noona, there, there’s this girl, I-I, re-really li-like her.” He stuttered, playing with his hands, avoiding eye contact with his hyung’s girlfriend as he explained his situation. “Jongup! Who is she? Oh my gosh, I can’t believe this.” She smiled back at the boy, ruffling his hair as he had now taken his hoodie off.

“Noona..” He grinned, rubbing the back of his head, his face heating up and turning red. “My little pup is in love, come on, you have to tell me everything!” She gushed, pushing the trolley forward as they continued grocery shopping and she gave him advice as how to ask his girl out.


“We are young, wild and free.” (Y/n) softly sang, stirring the ramen, softly moving her hips to the song before two strong arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close.

“I know we’re better together.” He continued, singing Zelo’s part in a rather high pitched voice, trying to imitate the maknae but failing miserably. “You should stick to the deep, gruff bits Jagi, they suit you better.” (Y/n) smiled, turning her head around and pecking his cheek. The pair were alone in the kitchen, thus having an intimate moment.

“It smells delicious, I can’t wait.” He mumbled against her neck. “Set the table, get the others to help you, especially Dae, he slacked off while cleaning.” She laughed and Yongguk nodded, following her command.

Dinner was a bliss, (Y/n) sat next to Yongguk on the table, leaning against his shoulder when she was done as she watched the boys crack ridiculous jokes as they ate their dessert, homemade cheesecake, which Daehyun hogged the majority.

Yongguk pulled his hand under the table, intertwining his fingers with his beloved’s, feeling her cold hands in his warm ones, he felt at peace, this was his family, and he cherished them all.


“Aish this girl, Junhong-ah, wake up.” Yongguk smiled, all 7 of them had been watching some lame movie and during the movie, (Y/n) had fallen asleep on Yongguk’s shoulder, with Junhong’s head in her lap as he fell asleep too.

Groaning as he woke, Junhong got up, rubbing his eyes as he made his way towards his room, leaving Yongguk and (y/n) behind. “Let’s get you into bed Jagi.” Yonnguk smiled, pulling his arms around her and hoisting her up in this arms, carrying her carefully to his room. (Y/n) snuggled closer to him, and he smiled, putting her down in bed and tucking her under the covers as he joined her from the other side, pulling her close to him as he wrapped an arm around her.

“Thank you so much Jagi, you make me the happiest man alive, thank you for being part of my family.” He mumbled, placing a kiss on her hair before closing his eyes, feeling content as he held her in his arms.

Sick Andrew and Nutella Betrayal

So when Andrew gets sick he is also a dumbass, just like Neil, and won’t admit it.
But he has little tells that Neil can pick up on
Most importantly
He stops eating the Nutella.

Neil realises that, despite putting the Nutella on the top shelf and hiding it, Andrew knows exactly where it is and how to get to it
So it’s when Neil goes to replace the Nutella jar he knows should be empty by now and finds that it isn’t, that he worries
In the words of @asquareinverona - his Andrew sense are tingling
So he does what any normal, sane, rational person would do
He goes into a complete freak out because oh my god Andrew hasn’t eaten all the Nutella it is still half full what is this
And he all but kicks down the bedroom door with every medical supply in the house
And he sees Andrew laying on the bed, half curled up with Sir and King, lazily petting them with closed eyes
He starts- as much as Andrew ever starts- when Neil removes the cats from the bed and rolls Andrew onto his back
He gives Andrew a glass of water and proceeds to check everything before concluding that it’s just a cold and will pass but he still doses Andrew up on painkillers cos he does not want to deal with that headache with a headache
“I’m fine.” Andrew grumbles at him
“That’s my line.”
And Andrew just glares and silently questions how the hell Neil knew
So Neil just says
“There’s still half a jar of Nutella left.”
And Andrew looks so betrayed
And Neil isn’t sure what he’s betrayed by or about
If it’s the fact that he didn’t finish the Nutella
Or that he eats it on such a schedule that Neil knows when to buy more
Or that it let Neil know he was ill
But whatever the case
Andrew is sufficiently betrayed by the incident that he doesn’t touch the Nutella for a week
It’s after a long practice on day that Neil comes in the find Andrew sat cross legged on the floor, cradling the Nutella in from of the TV that he decides everything is back to normal
And also makes a note to buy more Nutella tomorrow cos damn Andrew gets through it fast

Two Lives One Person

Originally posted by sssmcdlove

Pairing/Characters: Bucky x Reader, OC Cameron, Laura Barton, Barton children

Warnings: probably some swearing but other than that none :)

Summary: Reader has a four year old son from another relationship but Bucky loves him nevertheless. After dropping him off at Laura and Clint’s, Bucky just has to tell Y/N how amazed he is by her juggling this life and her other.

Word Count: 3,362

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Nutella- Johnny Gaudreau

Originally posted by w0nderlandx0

I got time at work so I got caught up with my imagines without being last minute! So my Johnny Hockey anon gets his/hers today! Ok so Johnny Hockey man… such a child someone help him. Does he know what a vegetable is now? Anyway! Anon I hope you like this one! Enjoy smut lovers! For everyone else, up next: Sidney Crosby!

Warning: sex, smexy time, smut

Anon Request: Hey! Can I request a Johnny Gaudreau smut? No requested context! I love your writing! one of my favorites!!!


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One of those days (blurb)

Originally posted by couplenotes

“Morning baby.” Harry rasped into my ear, followed by an obnoxious yawn.

“I’m glad you had a nice sleep.”

He looked up at me when he noticed the sarcasm in my tone, but obviously chose to ignore it as best he could. “Yeah… did you sleep well? Did the baby move much?”

“The baby stopped moving at about 1, you snored the whole night, which kept me awake instead.” I didn’t intend to sound so snappy but I was nearing my due date which meant that getting any sleep was next to impossible; so Harry snoring all night certainly didn’t help matters.

“Oh. Sorry.” He apologised, giving me a light peck on the cheek before getting up wordlessly and pulling on a pair of joggers. “I’m gonna take a quick shower and then I’ll fix us something to eat.” I caught on to what I could only describe as an exasperated tone and felt quite guilty for being so rude but my hormones have just went haywire recently so my mood swings are as much a surprise to me as they are to him.

“It’s fine, I’m gonna try and get some more sleep anyway.” I shrugged.

He only nodded, walking to the bathroom and shutting the door without another word.


“Thanks for the lunch, leave the dishes in the sink and I’ll do them later.” Harry smiled, grabbing his plate and setting it in the sink, before reaching for his keys on the counter, “I’ll be back in a few hours.”

“Where are you going?” I asked, already feeling anger begin to bubble inside me at the thought that he had actually forgot such an important date.

“To that meeting with the producer? I told you about it earlier in the week.” He tried his best to remain calm.

“You didn’t say it would be on the same day as the most important scan of this whole pregnancy, Harry!” I snapped, “You promised you wouldn’t mix your work up with family life yet you’re already missing out and the baby isn’t even born yet!”

“Today is Wednesday.” He stated calmly, “The scan is on Thursday. I know what I said and I am sticking to my promise of being the best dad I can be.”


“Baby brain?” He tried to lighten the mood.

“Yeah well it’s been proven by scientists that baby brain actually exists.” I retorted, “You can’t exactly blame me, seeing as all my energy is going into growing a human inside of me.”

“Yeah.” He smiled but I knew him well enough to know that it was nowhere near a real smile and it tugged on my heart a little when I realised that I hadn’t seen a proper smile from him in what felt like weeks.


“Harry did you get peanut butter?” I called to him from the kitchen, where he was sitting in the living room with the cat on his lap, finally being able to put his feet up after a long day of running errands.

“Didn’t you ask for nutella?” He asked, voice closer than I thought as he walked into the kitchen to set his glass in the sink.

“No, I text you earlier reminding you to get peanut butter and apples.” I rolled my eyes, “It says you read it.”

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose and inhaling deeply before speaking, “Must’ve slipped my mind between everything else. I’ll run to the 24 hour shop to get some.”

“You don’t have to-”

“It’s fine.” He sighed and before I knew it, he was already out the door.

Harry had been gone 45 minutes.

He had gone to the corner shop and it was taking him 45 minutes.

And I was craving peanut butter so much that I was considering phoning up Tesco to see if they could deliver this one item right now.

Just as I had picked up my phone to first phone my husband and give him an earful, I heard his car pull in and, moments later, his heavy footsteps along the gravel.

“You took your time.” I scowled when he barely had his foot in the door.

“Shop assistant was a fan so I talked with her for a bit.” He explained, as I walked up to him and grabbed the jar from his hand.

“Well “a bit” turned out to be 45 minutes,” I scooped a lump of peanut butter out with a chunk of my apple, “whilst your pregnant wife was at home waiting for you.”

“Well it was nice to talk to someone who wasn’t complaining about everything I do.” He muttered and I probably wouldn’t have caught it had I not had my maternal instincts (at least that’s what the books say anyway.)

“I’m sorry?” I questioned, knowing full well what I had heard but still wanted him to repeat.

“I said it was nice to talk to someone who wasn’t nagging at me for every single thing I do.” He said, much clearer this time and turned to look at me. “From the minute you’ve woke up today, all you’ve done is complain, complain, complain and I’m on my last nerve with it.”

“Well if she’s so great and understanding and hasn’t got swollen ankles or a bad back or isn’t carrying your child around inside of her then just run away with her, you prick!” I shouted, hauling myself off the couch and trying to storm out but ended up looking more like an angry penguin with the way I wobbled.

Once the door to the bedroom had shut, I felt the guilt bubble up inside of me and escape in the form of tears.


I woke up at around 3am and felt a shiver run up my spine. Sometime after I had fallen asleep, Harry must have came to bed because when I turned around, I found that the reason I was so cold was because he had wrapped himself up like a cocoon and was peacefully snoring.

Once I had thought enough about it, I realised that I was completely out of order earlier that day and I couldn’t find it in me to start annoying Harry again so, rather than poke him and tell him to shut up and stop hogging the blankets, I reached for his hoodie that was thrown at the side of the bed and wrapped myself up in it. As I shuffled to get comfortable again, I heard Harry stir beside me.

“’s the matter?” He mumbled sleepily, reaching out for me.

“Just a bit cold, sorry for waking you.”

“Should’ve said somethin’” He yawned, pulling the blankets off him and lifting them up for me to slide under, “c’mere.”

Without hesitation, I moved closer and snuggled up against his chest. “I’m sorry about being such a bitch today.” I apologised, tracing patterns on his naked chest, “’s just been one of those days.”

“You’re not a bitch, you’re just pregnant.” He insisted, causing me to giggle. “’m sorry about what I said earlier. You know I wouldn’t ever want anyone else, you’re it for me.”

“Are you trying to make me cry again?” I giggled, blinking back tears.

“Tryin’ to do quite the opposite but the little mucker inside seems to have other plans for mummy.” He said, bringing his hand to rest on my belly, where the baby kicked right away.

“They’re definitely gonna be a daddy’s girl or boy anyway.”


Originally posted by hohbi

“We weren’t meant to be. We should have never kissed. I should not have become that weak soul which needs you. We shouldn’t have met, but we did.”

Summary: I call him devil because he makes me want to sin. And every time he knocks… I can’t help but to let him in… 

Hoseok was my brother’s best friend. He was nothing but bad news, but the more I spent time around him… the more I couldn’t help but to fall for him…

Temptations is a dangerous thing… especially with a guy like him…

Part 1~

{I usually do stories using your point of view.. but decided to try something different}

Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 //


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~“Jenni! Please, I have to sort it out with her. Just open the door if Hoseok arrives earlier than planned and let him go to my room or something.” Kevin my older brother practically begs and I continued to just stare at him.

“You know I hate Hoseok,”

“Don’t talk to him, just open the door that’s all I’m asking you to do.”

I sighed and I was about to continue protesting but what was the point? The only thing my brother was asking me to do was to just open the door for Hoseok while he goes sort things out with his girlfriend.

“Fine.” I blurted out as I crossed my arms and the next thing I know I felt my brother pull me into a hug which caught me off guard.

My brother was the last person to ever show affectionate in this family…

“Um…. You should get going.”


I watched my brother run out the door and there I was alone at home.. All I had to do was wait till Hoseok arrived..


I brought my knees to my chest and continued to stare at my laptop screen with watery eyes.

“Go with him already!” I shouted at the K-drama “Cheese in the trap” playing on my laptop.

Just as I was about to have the moment of truth whether Hong Seol was going to accept Yoo Jung request of officially going out… the bell suddenly rings.

“Come on!” I shouted annoyed as I threw my arms up and paused the show and dragged myself off my bed.

Did Hoseok have to come now?

Does he magical powers where he knows when I am busy and he decides to show up at that very moment?

One by one I continued drag my feet down the stairs.

Ring Ring

“Hold up!”

At last when I finally arrived at the door, I slowly brought my hand to the door knob and the sound of a fist banging on the door began to ring my ears.

“Does he know what patience is?” I mumbled to myself and at last I opened the door find Hoseok standing then and there smirking.

Without say a word, I push to the side and opened the door wide enough to let this boy in and he walks in but he walks in taking the slowest steps in the world.

I’m pretty sure a turtle would probably be faster than him at this point.

“Any day now!”

He stops and turns all his attention to me.

“Now is that a way to treat your guest?”

Was he really being serious?!

“Shut up and just get in.” I barked in annoyance and I tried to go upstairs and back to my room and hide in my little cacoon till..

Hoseok hand grabbed a hold of my wrist and stopped me on the first stair step.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

I wanted to be far away as possible from Hoseok after what has happened… I was beyond mad at him and he knew that… But he still continued to do anything he could just get my attention.

“Hoseok… Just leave me alone.”

I tried to remove my hand from Hoseok grip but he was holding on pretty tight..

“What if I don’t want to?”

With my other hand, I tried to take away his grip off my wrist but he grabbed a hold of my other hand and pulled me close to him.

“Why are you acting so distance all of sudden?”

“Hoseok..” I gulped and he a huge smile spread across Hoseok face.

Without realization, I felt Hoseok gently pull me to who knows where and the next thing I know… I was pinned against the wall with his hands above my hand and his body hovering me.

“Baby girl, you’re all I want.”


*1 Month Before*

“Ya! TAE!!! STOP CHEATING!” I shouted as I fiercely stared at the tv screen playing mario karts.

“Aishh you’re just mad because I’m beating you.”

I hated when my best friend Taehyung talked back and think it’s okay. I glanced at Tae slowly and the next thing I know an idea appeared in my head. I paid close attention on the way Tae seemed so concentrated in the game. As soon as I seen my opportunity to make my move. I jumped on Tae’s lap catching him off guard and tried to win the game.



Taehyung tried to push me off but kept one hand on the control but he couldn’t manage to do both. A smile of satisfaction appeared on my face. I hit the finish first and victory was mine!


I smiled and the next thing I know Taehyung laid me down on the couch and began to tickle me causing me to laugh.


I started to laugh out of force trying to catch my breath till…

The sound of the front door was the only sound that was heard, causing Taehyung to stop tickling me and me to freeze. We both glanced at the door and I noticed my brother and Hoseok walking in.

“What’s going on here?” Kevin asks and Taehyung immediately got up and awkwardly scratched the back of his neck.

Kevin knew that Taehyung was my best friend.. But the thing is.. He had this theory where he thought Taehyung and I had a secret relationship that he didn’t know about. Taehyung was cute and everything but Taehyung had a girlfriend that he was happy with. Taehyung was like another brother to me..

Why would I look at a guy who’s like a brother to me in that way.. Gross..

“Calm down, we were just wrestling.” I spatted out as I rolled my eyes and Kevin just stared at me and smirked.

“If you say so.”

Again I rolled my eyes.

“Unlike you I’m a holy child.”

As that comment left my mouth I heard laughter but it didn’t come out of my brother mouth. Instead it came out of Hoseok mouth..

You see Hoseok with my brother’s best friend. They met in kindergarten and they’ve been close ever since. He was my brother’s best friend, but he was also someone I crushed on…

I have no idea why..

Without saying anything, I glanced at Hoseok and he just smiled at me.

I rolled my eyes and looked at the tv.

Hoseok used to be nice but for some reason the older he got… the more difficult he seemed to be.. Every time I would be around him, we would constantly butt heads and have nothing but arguments.. It gets quite annoying.

I continued to stare at the tv screen blankly till finally the sound of footsteps seemed to be heard and at last they were gone.

Or at least out of my sight.

“What’s wrong?”


I turned to look at taehyung and he just continued to stare at me. That’s when I realized that I fisted my hands by my side and and was looking at the my brother and Hoseok as if I was going to kill them.

“Nothing.” I quickly mumbled and Taehyung sighed and placed his arms on my shoulder.

“Something’s bothering you. Speak now, or forever hold your peace.”

Taehyung knew if I didn’t tell him what was up now, I would remain in a bad mood and take it out on everyone else.


I looked around and made sure no one was in sight besides taehyung.

That’s when all hell broke loose.

“I swear Kevin is soo annoying! How many times do I have to explain that you and I are just friends?! Then on top of that Hoseok laughed at when I said I was a holy child. What is that suppose to mean?! I am a holy child! I haven’t d-”

Before I could finish my rant, taehyung pulled me in a surprise hug having my face right on his chest and his arms around the back of my head.

His cologne was the only thing I could smell, and the sound of his heartbeat was the only sound I was able to hear.


I closed my eyes and did as I was told.


“You gotta be kidding me.” I mumbled annoyed as you tried to reach my nutella jar on the top shelf of the cabinet.

I got my tippy toe and stretched up my arm as much as I could, but still couldn’t reach it.

“Fuck my life,”

“Need help with that?” A voice appeared from my behind me causing me to jump up and turn around.

There he was just standing there leaning against the kitchen counter, with his arms folded.


“No I’m fine.” I barked in annoyance and I faced back at the cabinet and continued trying to reach for it.

Just as I thought it had the Nutella in my hands, my legs seem to give up on me and I quickly lost my balance and all of sudden began to fall back…. with no Nutella in my hand…

I was expecting to hit the floor, but catching me off guard, I felt a pair of hands and I opened my eyes  and seen Hoseok look directly at me.

My heart began to race as his eyes soften and at the way he seemed to admire my face.

Why does you heart do this every time you see him!


A huge smile spread across his face and you noticed the small amount of space we had between be two of us and how close my face seemed to be near his…

At this point we were probably breathing the same air…

“Hoseok…” again I repeated saying and he slowly lifted me up and I was back to standing in my two feet still staring at him.

I was about to say the two words I never thought I would ever tell Hoseok till…

“Pabo, you should of listen to me when I offered to help you!”


“Wow.. and to think that I was just about to thank a jerk like you,” I barked annoyed crossing my arms and he began to smile again.

“You still need to thank me.”

“You should of let me fall to the ground, it would of been less painful.”


I rolled my eyes and I was about to walk out of the kitchen till Hoseok got a hold of my wrist and I stopped and looked at him.


“Where’s my thank you?”

“Up your ass,”

I removed my wrist away from Hoseok grip and continued to walk away.

“I’ll get my thank you from you eventually.”

Hoseok shouted as I walked away and all I did was roll my eyes and smirk.

Never in a million years..



Stormy Night

I wrote this little drabble for my wonderful so @racetrrack because they really wanted some Cravey. I was happy to oblige <3

Davey woke up to a wall-shaking clap of thunder and a bone-crushing grip around his stomach.

“Crutchie? Are you ok?”

Crutchie looked up at Davey’s concerned face, eyes wide with fear.

“I just, uh, really… don’t like thunderstorms…” he whispered; Davey could barely hear him over the rain pounding on the roof.

“Crutch, you should have said something! Come ‘ere.” Davey pulled Crutchie close, pressing a light, sweet kiss to his lips and then his cheeks. A dopey grin spread across Crutchie’s face, but then there was another blinding flash of lightning followed by more deafening thunder, causing him to let out an alarmed squeak and bury his face into Davey’s neck. Davey stroked his hair and smiled softly to himself because, god, he just loves his boyfriend so much and how can he be that cute?

The thunder subsided and Crutchie poked his head up again to look at Davey. The storm wasn’t so scary when it felt like he was drowning in Davey’s gorgeous hazel eyes, which were somehow still shining even in the darkness.

“Dave, will you… read to me? Your voice always makes me feel better…”

“Of course, Crutch. Anything for you.”

Davey walked over to their bookshelf, shivering a little as his bare chest left the warmth of the blankets. Soon he was climbing back into bed, The Lord of the Rings and a reading light from the bedside table in his hands. He pulled the covers over their heads. The thick comforter muffled the sounds of the storm somewhat and Crutchie hummed happily as he snuggled up next to Davey.

Davey flipped to the beginning and began to read.

Crutchie wasn’t really listening to what Davey was reading because to be honest, he didn’t really care all that much about The Lord of the Rings. But he was perfectly content to listen to Davey’s soft, beautiful voice sculpting the words with such precision and care. Crutchie absolutely adored Davey’s voice. Well, he adored Davey in general, but his voice especially. There was a reason he was called “The Walking Mouth.” (Crutchie might also have some other, more private reasons why this nickname was accurate, but that’s another matter).

Time seemed to slow down as Davey’s voice reading page after page drowned out the storm and Crutchie’s eyes fluttered open and closed as he struggled to stay awake. He wanted to listen to Davey for just a little longer. Inevitably, though, Crutchie’s gentle snores caught Davey’s attention and he stopped reading to smile fondly down at him. He set the book on the bedside table and placed a kiss to Crutchie’s forehead. The storm kept on as Davey closed his eyes, Crutchie wrapped up next to him as he too drifted slowly off to sleep.

In the morning the sun was shining, and Davey laughed at Crutchie’s bedhead while they shared a piece of toast, hands and lips smudged with nutella. They just kissed it off.

Fort Night

Josh crouched over, finishing up building a pretty impressive looking pillow fort. It hadn’t been his first time making one, but he had never put so much effort into making one before. Standing back up straight, he took a small step back to scan over the fort. It looked like it could have withstood a major earthquake and was decorated with cute stuffed animals. His eyes quickly checked the cat clock on his wall, 5:37 PM. He still had time to take a shower if he hurried.
Slipping into a loose tie-dye shirt and shorts, Joshua skipped over to his kitchen where he pulled out a jar of Nutella. His eyes scanned the pantry, his hair was still dripping wet, the small pitter patter of water drops falling onto his tiled floor made him anxious for the night to come. Before he could close the red pantry door, he heard knocking on his apartment door. Not expecting this, he jolted slightly in surprise before rushing over to the door.

Swinging the door open, he was greeted by a boy in a red shirt and a black visor. “Hello!” He held a bag in his arms that contained the pizza Josh had ordered earlier. Without saying a word, Josh pulled out his wallet. It was completely covered in pictures of kittens, Tyler got him it on his 27th birthday. It was a cute scene. At exactly 12 AM Tyler shoved a little box into Josh’s chest. The box had Christmas gift wrapping around it, and a bow that was bigger than the box itself. It was typical for Tyler to do silly things like that, especially for birthdays. Pulling out a wrinkled up twenty dollar bill, Josh handed it to the boy quickly. “Thanks man!” He exclaimed, handing a box of lukewarm pizza over to the drummer. Before Josh could say anything back, the kid rushed away down the hall.

Setting the box down on his counter, Josh opened up his stainless steel fridge and retrieved a clear plastic container filled with cut up fruit that he had bought at the store. Taking all of the food in his arms, he carefully laid out everything in the fort, along with two spoons for the Nutella and his laptop for movies. A few days prior, Tyler brought up the idea of having a movie night. It wasn’t considered a date, neither of them had ever believed that they could ever make a move. But, Josh was definitely considering it a date. He had a good feeling about that night. Once he finished making the fort and all of its contents inside, he heard faint knocking on his door. Taking a deep breath in, Josh readied himself for the night. As he strided over to the door, he fluffed his almost fully dry hair, trying to make himself presentable. His hand clutched onto the ice cold doorknob and he slowly opened up the door.

“Hey man!” Tyler exclaimed, walking into the apartment right away. “I was looking through Netflix before I came over and….” Josh wasn’t listening to a single thing his friend was yapping about. His heartbeat was drumming in his ears as he checked out Tyler. Slowly closing the door after his friend, he smiled nervously and nodded. “So, what movies were you thinking about?” His bandmate asked as he made his way to the living room where the pillow fort stood.

“Clueless,” Josh said with a quiet chuckle. His friend busted out into a fit of giggles. Tyler absolutely loved that movie, Joshua knew that was a fact. “It’s funny and cute and the best,” He added, walking over to the pillow fort. “Do you like the sick layout?” The drummer grinned widely.

“Sick as frick,” he answered without any hesitation. Dropping down to his hands and knees, Tyler crawled into the fort and laid on his stomach. Josh followed Tyler quickly, getting into the fort and laying down right beside his friend. “Pizza, Nutella, and fruit?” The taller male asked, cocking up an eyebrow.

‘Oh god what a terrible idea,’ Josh thought to himself. He felt like a complete idiot for not actually making dinner. The pink haired male honestly thought that making dinner would be pushing it. It would have made things feel too much like a date. “Erm, yeah,” he stuttered, pursing his lips out in frustration with himself.

“This is perfect,” Tyler insisted, opening up the box of pizza and retrieving a piece of pizza that was way beyond cold. “I love cold pizza,” he teasingly pushed Josh and looked over at his friend with reassuring eyes.

“Heh, thanks man,” He sighed in relief, opening up his laptop and launching Netflix. After a short bit of loading, the 90’s chick flick started to play and Tyler quickly zoned out, completely lost in the film. Josh wanted to watch the movie too, but he was so distracted by the fact that Tyler was beside him, in a pillow fort, in dim lighting, while watching a romcom. He couldn’t concentrate on the film, the scent of Tyler was enough to get him completely high. Every time Tyler would laugh at a crappy punch line, Josh would examine his face. The dimples that formed on his cheeks, the lines that cutely creased his cheeks, his eyes would squint almost to the point where they looked closed. All of this detail, it gave Josh butterflies. He was so infatuated with his friend and he didn’t know what to do about it. They had been friends for so long and he didn’t want to ruin it by making a move.

Halfway through the movie, Tyler opened up the jar of Nutella and grabbed one of the spoons. Although he loved Clueless, he couldn’t pay much attention to the film. He knew Josh was staring at him. It wasn’t very awkward, he loved feeling his eyes all over him, but it made things feel tense. Gripping onto the cold spoon, he took a big scoop of Nutella and turned slightly so he was facing Joshua. “Open up,” he commanded with his dopey smile.

“Oh my god,” Josh giggled, closing his eyes and opening his mouth. Tyler carefully placed the spoon in his friend’s mouth. He loved feeding Josh like this, it made him feel like they were a couple. “No homo,” he cackled. Josh quickly followed after, feeding his friend Nutella too. After a few bites, Tyler thought it would be funny to put some of the chocolate spread on his friend’s nose.

“Hey!” He exclaimed, cleaning off his nose with a finger and licking it off carefully. He couldn’t manage to make a stern face at the singer when he was cracking up over the scene. Without any hesitation, Josh took a spoonful and spread it all over Tyler’s mouth. “Hah!” He said victoriously.

“Oh my gosh,” Tyler’s jaw dropped in disbelief that his friend really did that. He shot Josh a glare before laughing. He tried his hardest to lick off the dense chocolate on his lips, but it quickly became a challenge when Josh was practically in tears, struggling to tell Tyler how he looked great with a goatee. “Help me dammit,” he demanded with a big smile. Josh scooted over to Tyler, his eyes carefully shot at his lips and then into his deep brown eyes.

“Sure pal,” he smirked and started to wipe the Nutella off with his thumb and licking it afterwards. Seeing Josh lick his thumb slowly was driving Tyler crazy. His tongue looked so soft and gentle.

“N-not like that!” He exclaimed, dipping his fingers into the jar before smearing it all over Josh’s mouth. “Like this,” Tyler started to kiss the Nutella off of the sides of Josh’s mouth. His tongue gently ran across the drummer’s lips, cleaning up the Nutella that was caked on him. Josh wasn’t sure how to react, he stayed dead still, terrified to make a move. “Aren’t you going to help me?” Tyler asked in a pushy time.

“I- uh-” Josh followed along, carefully kissing the chocolate off his lips. Soon enough, the chocolate was gone, and Tyler was still kissing his friend. His eyes were closed at this point, he had no reason to be looking at his lips when he knew the Nutella was gone. The kisses were short and quick at first, but as Josh warmed up, they became longer. Their lips started to open and tongues slipped out, dancing together. Tyler pushed Josh onto his back carefully. Their lips had disconnected as Tyler climbed on top of his friend.

“No homo,” he whispered and giggled before lunging his head down. His soft lips started to nip at the drummer’s neck. This had sent chills down Josh’s whole body, he took in a sharp breath when he felt the boy’s teeth graze against his skin softly. The movie was still playing in the background, but Josh honestly couldn’t care less. Tyler was straddled on top of him, giving him small hickeys all over his neck. His lips moved up to behind his ear, “I want you,” he whispered, hands slowly moving down the drummer’s chest. His heart was racing a hundred miles per hour, he was sure that Tyler felt it when he stroked his chest. Josh’s unsure hands tried to grab onto Tyler’s belt but was quickly swatted away. “Not so fast,” the brown haired male purred.

Arms moving up, Tyler took off Josh’s tie-dye shirt slowly. His head dove back down, tracing small kisses from his chest to his abdomen to his belly button. The drummer’s head was slowly becoming fogged the lower Tyler kissed. His hands gripped Josh’s pants. His fingers fumbled with the button and zipper. After a short struggle, Tyler yanked the pink haired boy’s pants down. A wide smile grew on his face when he saw that Josh was wearing iconic smiley face boxers. “Cute,” he chuckled before groping his friend.

“F-fuck,” Josh whimpered, he hadn’t been touched like that in a long time. Looking down at Tyler, he slowly propped himself up with his elbows.

“You like that?” Tyler hummed, pulling down the smiley face boxers. “You’re hard and I haven’t even started yet,” he grinned widely. He slowly started to stroke Josh, locking eyes with him. He loved the facial expressions he made when he touched him. The drummer’s eyes fluttered closed, his eyebrows furrowed and his body twitched under Tyler’s grasp. His head tilted back as his friend stroked faster. His stomach tightened as he tried to control his breathing. Soon enough, Tyler stopped, pulling off Josh’s pants and boxers off completely. The pink haired male whined when he felt the tanned boy stop. “Oh hush..” Tyler cooed gently before continuing, “You’re gonna get more than that.” He assured his friend.

Licking his fingers, Tyler slowly inserted his index finger into Josh’s entrance. He didn’t move an inch, not wanting to hurt his friend. “Let me know when you’re ready for me to move,” he whispered.

Josh was as stiff as a board, he had never had a finger up his ass before. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling at first, but after a few moments he got used to it. Nodding slowly, he gave the word to Tyler. “O-okay. You can move.” He said, feeling his muscles loosen up before tightening again when he felt Tyler slowly push his finger in and out. After a short period of time, Josh’s whimpers became moans. He added a second finger, scissoring his fingers in his friend to prepare him for what was coming next. He was getting used to this feeling, it started to feel amazing. Soft moans escaped from his lips as precum leaked onto his own stomach.

Tyler retracted his fingers, wiping them onto Josh’s discarded shirt quickly. “Do you want this?” He asked, hands on his belt.

“Y-yes. Fuck Tyler please don’t stall.” Josh cursed. Nothing was cuter than seeing Josh all flustered and cursing underneath Tyler. He loved how red his cheeks were. Nodding slowly, he unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and zipped his pants, and slid them off. Josh sat up, practically tearing his friend’s shirt off. Tyler smirked, finally taking off his boxers. The two sat in the pillow fort for a few seconds. Josh felt like it was forbidden to see his friend completely nude and… Well, erect. Before he could whine some more, Tyler gripped Josh’s neck and pulled him into a rough kiss.

“Tell me you want me,” he demanded through is teeth. His eyes scanned Josh’s carefully as Josh spit out,

“F-F-fuck… I w-ant you.” He choked out and closed his eyes. Tyler could hardly wait himself, letting go of his friend’s neck, he looked down at Josh’s stomach. He clenched his jaw, spitting on his friend’s ass before thrusting into him slowly. “F-” The drummer couldn’t speak at this point. Consonants were the most he could blabber out.

Tyler’s rhythmic thrusts went along with Josh’s whines. He leaned down, kissing his friend to shut him up. Hips bucking along with Tyler’s thrusts, he couldn’t even open his eyes. He wanted more. Moving up, Tyler dug his fingers into the male’s hips, pulling him up and forcing him to go deeper into him. Their hips crashed together like waves in the ocean during a storm. Their breaths drowned out the movie. As each minute passed, Tyler’s went faster and harder. Josh wasn’t sure how much longer he could last if Tyler was going to keep up the pace. “I-I’m,” he moaned loudly, biting his lip, almost breaking his skin.

“Don’t,” Tyler growled, gripping his friend’s neck tightly and pushed up. His hand pressed against Josh’s windpipe. His eyes rolled back as he tried to gasp for air. “Don’t cum until I tell you.” The drummer’s hands moved up, finger’s intertwined in Tyler’s fluffy hair. Small beads of sweat dotted along his forehead as he struggled to keep going. The singer’s free hand moved down and began stroking the male underneath him.

All of this was too much. The pressure built up until he reached his breaking point. Josh let out a gentle cry as he came. His back arched and toes curled, throwing his head back, he shook uncontrollably underneath Tyler. “Fuck.” Joseph whispered harshly under his breath and between his grunts. The pillow fort that was thought to withstand an earthquake came toppling down. Seeing his friend so flustered set him off, eyelids fluttering shut, he came and hunched over Josh. Both panting together, Tyler managed a smile and stuttered “No homo,”

“Totally homo dude, totally homo,” Josh replied, sitting up and pulling the male on top of him into a gentle kiss. Tyler smiled softly into the kiss, pulling out of Josh he sat down beside his friend. His fingertips slowly traced the tree on the drummer’s sleeve. “How long have you been wanting to do that?” Josh asked, finally able to breathe normally.

“A long time.”


“I love you man.” Tyler admitted. “And I don’t mean having sex with you has made me love you. I’ve-”

“I know.” Josh interrupted his friend. “I love you too. Can we just sleep in my bed together tonight?”

Manger des Cochonneries

Ao3 link

Just a cute story about Ladybug and Chat Noir bonding over junk food.

Chat Noir was clearly in a bad mood. He had barely made a single joke since they started patrol and he had a frown in place of his normal smirk. Ladybug had had enough.

“Chat, can we stop for a minute?” She swung onto a flat roof and gestured for him to join her.

“What is it?” He snapped.

“Chat.” She sat down cross legged and looked at him. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

He looked like he was about to say something but instead just sighed. He plopped down next to her. “It’s my father.” His frown deepened. “I know you don’t want to hear more, because it’s normal life stuff.”

“Hey.” She leaned her head on his shoulder, comfortingly. “You’re not the only teen boy in Paris to have issues with his father. I am sure a little venting won’t give you away.”

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stephicness  asked:

I'll pay you with gifsets and doodles if you write me more Ravus stuff~~~! C:


In the mean time, have The Nutella Incident.

It was quiet. Too quiet, even for a saturday morning, Loqi couldn’t help but to feel unnerved, why did that scumbag Ardyn have to send him of all people to pester Ravus about those reports he was supposed to deliver last week?

As he approached Ravus’s office, he saw the door ajar ‘might as well, it is technically already open, so I dont have to knock’ he thought as he barged in nonchalantly, immediately, Ravus stopped typing on his laptop and his eyes met Loqi’s with a frown, lips pursed tightly, he wasn’t sure if it was just the initial impression, but Loqi could swear he looked angrier than normal.

“Uh… The chancellor sent me to… Ask about those papers… Um.. T-the ones from… Last week…” God. He was just too stonefaced for Loqi’s comfort at times.

He did nothing but stare in silence. 

‘I don’t get paid enough for this shit’ Loqi thought, really, it  was unnerving… Was Ravus even here

“Right… Okay… I’ll just… Come back later…” he mumbled awkwardly, quickly walking out of the room and shutting the door, whatever he may or may not have interrupted, he didn’t want to think about if Ravus was frowning that much more than normal.

In the office, Ravus took a big gulp, finally swallowing the last of his nutella, before quickly shoveling another spoonful into his mouth, Loqi could be so rude, interrupting his snacktime so nonchalantly.

He rolled his eyes and continued his blogging endeavours, though soon after Lunafreya burst into the room, she was fuming, did she not look like an adorable little puppy, she’d be very intimidating right now.

“Did you /seriously/ eat two large jars of nutella on your own again? Ravus, they were mine, I was saving them up to make a cake for your birthday” Lunafreya spoke in exasperation, she’s gonna have to start hiding sweets from him at this rate…

“Since when can you cook, let alone bake?” Ravus spoke, muffled by all the gooey hazelnut-chocolate goodness from the spoonfull he just shoved into his mouth.

“Wow… Just wow… I’m out, bye, I’m gone, I’m not putting up with your sass, young man”

“…whatever mum

In which this is definitely not based on my life...
  • Andrew and Nutella Pt 2
  • Neil: Andrew you need to go
  • Andrew: *cradling Nutella* no
  • Neil: You have to
  • Andrew: *flings on blanket as a cape*
  • Neil: We have practice
  • Andrew: *looks Neil dead in the eye as he eats a spoon of Nutella*
  • Neil: Andrew we'll be late
  • Andrew: *dramatically turns his back on Neil- blanket cape swaying behind him*
  • Neil: Andrew we... *sighs*
  • Andrew: *eats Nutella*
  • Neil: *gives up*
Cause You're My Favorite Hue

All Parts: {x}

Part: 63/?

Pairing: Jamilton

Inspiration: this post and this song

Soundtrack: here (you can request more songs)

Summary: Black and white was all anyone saw until they touched their soulmate. For some people, color quickly rushed into their world and for others, all they ever saw was black and white. Two businessmen, who absolutely hated each other, managed to bump into each other on their way up to their office. Little did either know that their world would erupt in a staccato of color.

Warning: mentions of anxiety, cussing

Word Count: 3,576

Dedication: @fictionmeister for having hella cute fanart!

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A/N: we’re getting closer!! 

The nursery was almost prepared for Mary’s arrival. Everything that was essential was set up. Her bed was made, the walls were painted, and all of the furniture was where it needed to be. Everything was perfect for the most part.

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with eyes shut, it’s you i’m thinking of 

summary:  even’s movies always manage to capture the grandeur of small, personal moments. some are more personal than others. (title from little bit by lykke li)

pairing: even/isak

words: 735

even’s new movie features those up and coming indie actresses that eva has a crush on, and for the premiere, isak wears a dolce and gabbana suit that he manages not to spill wine on. it feels like a whole new level of adulthood that he’s managed to ace. before they’d left, even had made him promise to pay attention - but how could he not, when even cares so much about isak’s amateur opinion? when he has even’s feet nervously tapping the floor next to him, his fingers ghosting over the palm of isak’s hand as the title shows on the screen? isak’s used to even throwing ideas at him every minute of the day - over breakfast, in the shower, post-early morning sex - but he’d kept his silence on this one.

the movie’s a love story, epic and loud, but the beauty in its small moments still shines through somehow. the girl who couldn’t hold her breath underwater, even calls it, because even’s an asshole who won’t let it go even when they’re old and greying. even’s halfway there already.

(“i’m only 25, isak, what the hell?” even had muttered as he grabbed the gray strand. “what’s next, wrinkles? my teeth falling out? will i start waving my cane around yelling at the kids to get off my damn lawn?”)

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sitoPHILia: the chaptered continuation

by: ester @dangoghs
word count: 880
pairing: phil x nutella (but. there is a twist)
warnings: phil takes off his shirt ¿
authors note: hello philtellers!!!! i know you have eagerly been awaiting this continuation for months now, and i have finally finished!!! it took me sooo long and i truly believe philtella is the only ship to be true. hope you enjoy!!!!!

phil couldn’t restrain himself. he came home exhausted and drowsily danced into the kitchen, eager to be reunited with his beloved. the nutella jar waited on the counter, mocking its lover who had eyes only for the jar. phil leapt towards the counter in unbelievable passion, digging his fingernails into the grooves of the jar. “i haven’t seen you in so long, by darling,” he managed to breathe. he bit his lip, anticipating the amour to come, and slowly unscrewed the heavenly jar, his heart racing with infatuation.
the love he had was unstoppable and tenacious. “it is forbidden, but i do not care. i care only for you,” he moaned as he pressed his temple against the plastic. phils desires led his tongue inside the jar. he traced the opening shakily, but with passion. his tongue sensed the rich chocolate and he groaned for more. “yes, yes,” he muttered with his eyes closed. finally his tongue reached the cream. he lifted his beloved and fell upon the tiled floor, struck by the beauty of his swain.

as phil wrestled on the floor with the subject of his intimacy, he could not get enough, finally he put the jar on his lap and peeled off his shirt tenderly. dipping a shaky finger into the jar, he was starting to feel the satisfaction. it was heaven, the only heaven.
he spread some of the cream onto himself, but the seduction of the nutella urged more. phil couldn’t resist, he slowly lowered his entire hand with a growl into the chocolate, and then lathered it upon his body. his head spun and heart burst. his creamy hands showed his inexorable affection.
phil, in a daze of lust, reached for the stomach of the jar where the label lay. he wanted there to be no layers between him and his chocolatey mistress. and so, with a soft wail, he removed the label and tossed it aside to reveal skin of empyrean plastic. phils stomach flitted as he stroked the raw jar. “my courtesan,” he sighed. the pleasure the jar gave the young man overwhelmed the senses. “i must go. there are things to be done, and they do not matter to me, you are the only thing that matters to me, but i must attend to them. my aphrodite, wait for me.”
phil knew he had to go, so he arose from the floor and left with a whimper, reluctant to leave his only care.

as phil finished his duties of the house, he thought of the ethereal beauteousness of his lover. his affair was affecting all parts of his mind as it was the only subject that mattered to his heart. his roommate dan, he could never find out, he would not understand the passion between the lovers. phil knew the love was real; his heart soughed for more. when the young beau was far from his jar, his heart stung like crinkled rose thorns. when he was near, the flowers upon the thorns blossomed red like phils blood, which ran for the creamy spread.
he approached the kitchen in exhilaration, enlightened by catching a whiff of his amour. as he turned the corner and stepped into the kitchen, an atrocity occurred. a betrayal, a treachery, a perfidy! phil could not believe his previously lovestruck eyes.
there stood the tall figure of dan, holding a small silver spoon. his other large hand grasped the nutella jar, phils mistress. dan was eating the nutella. phils soul hurt with such sorrow, romeo would have been put to shame. his heart cried and muddy tears fell down phils pale cheeks, which were still speckled with the cream of his love. “how could you?” he whispered, falling upon his painstruck knees. “how could you, my mistress?”
dan did not understand, as the heartbroken lover expected. “phil, what is wrong?” he innocently asked. dan, oh dan, he would never fathom phils agonies.
but then! aaa phil lay upon the cold tile which was as iced as his heart, he had a realization. he had never loved the nutella jar.

it was lust. all lust! he had only craved the chocolate, he had never truly felt intimacy with the jar. lies had clouded phils senses for weeks.
and then phil had another realization. he had felt love. oh yes, gorgeous, heart tearing love. but it was directed at the wrong being.
the young man gazed up nto the eyes of his befuddled friend. they were brown, a shade exquisitely similar to the cream of his former queen. crinkles of joy lined these two identical displays of grandeur. a curl of his dark brown hair whipped along a tan forehead which had faint traces of worry crossing it gently. dans soft hand probed for phils to show reassurance of his care, and phil knew.
dans wittiness. the tender heart hidden by irony and anxiety. his gossamer emotions and crystalline laugh. phil couldn’t believe that he’d been that imperceptive.
he recovered from his senseless tears and stood up to face dan. and kissed him. this was love.

Request: The Son next door

Request: Fic in where Juice is in love with the reader but she is afraid of being him bc of the club??

Originally posted by lonely-my-middle-name


It didn’t matter if you were born in Charming, just moved there or were just visiting, your first lesson about that town would be: stay away from SAMCRO. Those Harleys going up and down the main street might look cool and those bikers in leather kutte are truly handsome, but make no mistake, they are the bad guys. I was born and raised in Charming, and I thought I could recognize a biker from miles away and stay out of their radar. I was wrong.

I had lived with my parents as much as I could, saving money, but it was time to have my own place. My older sister was back after her divorce, bringing her newborn baby with her. That was my cue to leave, so I started looking for an apartment. Charming was growing and had several new buildings that I could choose; soon I found the perfect one. It was a quiet place and for a while, I thought I didn’t have a next door neighbor, but then I saw this cute guy leaving his apartment one morning.

“Morning”, he smiled. The guy had a stupid mohawk and tattoos on his head that made think twice about being his friend, “I’m your new neighbor. I’m Juice”

“Juice?”, I raised an eyebrow, ignoring the hand he was holding out to greet me.

“It’s a nickname”, he blushed and I thought it was adorable, I never had seen a guy blush before, “My name is Juan Carlos”

“Nice to meet you Juan Carlos”, I held out my hand, shaking his, “I’m Y/N”

All started that morning, I met my new neighbor and my world changed.


Juice was the nicest guy I’ve ever met and also a good neighbor, quiet and friendly. He had been living on the building for a month and I only had seen him with black hoodies. It was Sunday and I heard Juice coming back from his morning run. I was baking, thinking it would be nice to invite him for lunch, so I crossed the hall and knocked on his door. Juice opened it, wearing only his sweatpants. His perfect abdomen distracted me for a second, but then I saw the reaper tattoo on his arm.

“You are a Son”, I mumbled and a confused Juice followed my gaze, staring at his own arm.

“Hm, yes”, he touched the tattoo. I looked up at him, cursing myself for thinking that nice guy with a cute smile ever was a good person.

“I spent my whole life avoiding you guys”, I grimaced, “Now I have a Son living next door. This is fucked up, completely fucked up”

I turned my back on him, intending to go back to my own apartment and maybe start looking for a new one. I heard Juice calling my name, but I ignored him. He didn’t give up though, grabbing my arm and making me look at him.

“Y/N, I’m sorry. This isn’t something you tell people when you first meet them”, he creased his brow and his eyes were kinda sad. I suddenly wished I could make him feel better, “It’s nothing like I would bring troubles to your door in a daily basis”

It was like magic, someone snapped his fingers and I was hating him again, “You better not to”, I hissed and pulled my arm from his grip, walking back to my apartment, closing the door between us.


I followed a routine during the next days. I left home earlier for work, so I wouldn’t meet Juice on his way out and he knocked on my door every evening, asking for me to talk to him. I didn’t want to be involved with him in any level, but obviously, I couldn’t hide forever. I got back from work one day and he was waiting for me, seated on the stairs.

“Please Y/N”, he begged as we glared at each other.

“I’m only your neighbor”, I sighed, “Why are you trying so hard to make things right?”

“Because you’re a nice girl”, he sadly smiled, “And I’m not the bad guy”

I pressed my lips together, mentality slapping myself for what I was about to do. I sat next to Juice on the stairs and looked at him.

“I grew up in Charming, I know who you guys are and I thought I hated all of you”, I said and he crease his brow, “You confuse me Juice, you weren’t supposed to be this nice”

“I will take that as a compliment”, he grimaced and we both laughed. Juice looked down, playing with his rings and whispered, “Can we be friends? It would be nice to know someone outside the club, talk about different things for once… Outside, you can pretend you don’t know me, I’ll do the same”

“This is fucked up Juice”, I sighed, pinching my nose.

“Believe me, I know”, he whispered.

We started slow; I was talking with Juice again and SAMCRO was a forbidden topic between us. I was ignoring his club, Juice, my neighbor, wasn’t a Son, he was just the nice guy next door, who liked bikes. I was being naive, I knew it, but I also couldn’t stay away from him. Our friendship evolved, we began to spend more time together, and we talked about our interests and hobbies. If we were free on the weekend, we would cook in my apartment or his and watch a movie together; or play video games. One of those nights, everything changed again.


“I Won!”, I cheered, raising the video game control above my head like a trophy.

“No, you didn’t”, Juice rolled his eyes and pointed to the TV, “You cheated”

“Juice, you have to learn how to lose”, I smirked and got up to grab my price, the big Nutella jar he had bought that afternoon.

Juice got up and blocked my way, “You didn’t play fair”.

“Juice”, I warned him and tried to pass to grab the jar. Juice stopped me, wrapping on arm around my waist and easily lifting me. I started to punch him, laughing, “Put me down Juice! I won!”

“No, you didn’t”, he laughed too and sat me on the couch. I tried to get up once more, but he blocked me again. I smirked and ran to the right, but Juice was faster, he held me. I was protesting and laughing at the same time, playfully hitting Juice. When he was about to put me back on the couch, we tripped and felt. Juice was trying to apologize, but we were both laughing so hard that we couldn’t understand each other.

Eventually, we stopped laughing and noticed where we were. Juice had felt over me on the couch and now we were laying together, limbs tangled. He was looking down at us while I was admiring his lips and eyelashes. He looked up and met my eyes; next thing we knew was that we were kissing.

I guess we had been dancing around each other all that time and at some point this would happen. I couldn’t deny it, I liked him a lot and Juice was that kind of guy I would fall for, easily. He was a Son, something that I hated, but suddenly, that was just a detail.

I guess I don’t need to tell you what happened next. When I woke up, I was in his bed, with Juice’s arm around me. I could have stopped him, but I wanted that, we both did. It was amazing by the way, and I took my time admiring him that morning. I could get used to that. However, reality always has to creep in and I saw his kutte behind the door. A shiver ran down my spine and I was rushing to get out of there.

“Y/N”, I was pulling my pants up when I heard his sleepy voice, “Where are you going?”

“Home”, I said without looking at him. I heard Juice sitting on bed and then felt him touching my arm.

“Stay”, he asked me so sweetly that I almost melt.

“I can’t”, I closed my eyes, sighing.

“Why the club has to be between us?”, Juice groaned and I turned to look at him. He was holding his head between his hands, creasing his brow.

“I’m scared of your club Juice”, I clenched my fists hard so I wouldn’t touch him and give in, “I know what you guys do and I don’t think I could live with that. It would tear us apart eventually”

“You don’t know that!”, Juice barked, looking at me again. He was almost crying, “You became my best friend, the best thing that ever happened to me and I’m in love with you”

I shook my head, telling myself not to cry. I grabbed my shirt and shoes, running out of his apartment. He didn’t follow me, Juice knew better. I grabbed my laptop and while it started, I opened my closet, before it was too late.

Juice’s POV

It took all his strength not to go after her. Y/N wouldn’t listen, Juice knew he should give her some time to calm down. He also knew she hated his club, but maybe they could work things out, last night couldn’t be just one night stand. He had fall for Y/N and after that amazing night, he was sure the same had happened to her.

It was Saturday, but with this new business going on, all the Sons should be ready to go at one call. His phone rang and he saw Jax’s name on the screen. Juice sighed, grabbed his kutte and left his apartment, sadly looking at Y/N’s door before walk downstairs.


It was late at night when he got back and her car wasn’t there. Juice knocked anyway, but got no response. He had learnt a few tricks to open doors, back when he lived in Queens, so he used one to enter on her apartment. The lights were off, but moonlight helped him to walk around and enter on her bedroom. There were no sheets on the bed and no clothes or shoes on the closet. Kitchen was empty too. Y/N was gone.


I know, I know…You guys want a second part and a happy ending for Juice right? Hang in there…😉

Read Part 2

Lets Talk About Sex

Request: How about an Alec imagine where he asks Jace for advice about sex since he’s a virgin and all but has been dating the reader (female if you don’t mind ) for quite some time now so he kind of worries and stuff even though she is a Virgin still too :) just make it a little fluffy , awkward whatever haha

 Pairing: ReaderXAlec

 Word count: 2.5k

 Warnings: Mention of sex but that’s it really 

Author’s Note: Hey everyone sorry that its been so long! I hope you enjoy the imagine, I think I went a bit off track but anyways 💃🏻 How is your day going? I hope you are all doing great! LYSM 💗 



Originally posted by eternallovefor

Alec’s POV

“ Jace could I talk to you?” I mumble quietly as I open his bedroom door. He was currently sprawled across his bed with his phone in his hands. He looked up and smiled.

“ Yeah, sure… Whats up?” He says focusing back to his phone. I quickly closed his door and moved to sit on the end of his bed. Jace’s room was always clean, neat and organized. It was something people would never guess about him, unless you really knew him.

“ I just have a few questions…” I say looking at my callused hands, they were currently red from training.

“What kind of questions?” He finally asks, putting his phone down. Paying full attention to me. I suddenly regretted doing this.

“ Its about me and Y/N” I mumble, just loud enough for him to hear me.

“ Why? Whats wrong? She isn’t pregnant is she?!” Jace says getting fluster, his eyes filled with panic.

“ Emm… Actually, I… Eh.. Was going to ask you- eh- to - em” after struggling to get my words out I cleared my throat “ How do you have sex?”

Jace almost choked on air but he soon recovered and began to laugh.

“ What? I just assumed you and Clary have done it” I say, about to stand up to leave, only to be stopped by Jace’s hand on my shoulder.

“ Wait, don’t leave” he chuckles, letting me go. “ Sorry I didn’t mean to laugh, its just I never expected you to ask me about that… Like… Ever”

“ Its fine… I came to you because you are the only one I trust” I say playing with my hands.

“ What do you want to know?” He asks looking serious.

“Its mine and Y/n’s 2nd anniversary tomorrow and I wanted to make it special… I wanted to ask you how could I make it special?” I question, looking him in the eye, he suddenly softened.

“ So its your first time?” He asks, I nod slowly, avoiding eye contact.

“ Right, so first of all you want to take her out on a date type of thing, make it really romantic, Y/n will live that. Then bring her back here, take her to your room. And ask her if she is ready and if she is just go with it.” he instructs as I take in what he is telling me.

“ But what do I do if she is ready?” I ask, by the angel this is getting awkward.

“ Em… Alec do you remember the birds and the bees story? The one that your Mum told us?” He says scratching his neck.

“ Sort of… So I just go along with it?”

“ Alec, at the time you will know” he chuckles.

“ Right” I laugh. “ Thanks Jace” I say as I get up. When I reach the door I quickly turn.

“ Sorry, if that was awkward, its just I have no clue on what I’m doing” I laugh, Jace cracks a smile.

“ Don’t worry about it”

Y/n’s POV

“ Good Morning beautiful” You hear Alec say, You groaned and snuggled further into the duvet. Only to have two strong arms grab you from behind, pulling you across the bed so that you guys were spooning. Alec’s breath tickled as he drew nearer. Eventually he started to kiss your neck softly as he whispered “ I love you” repeatedly, making you grin.

Moving around quickly to face him, you got to see his face. He looked so good in the morning, tousled hair, grey sweat pants and a deep, husky voice. Slowly you close the space between you and peck his lips.

“ Good Morning handsome” You mumble as you place a palm on his cheek, he instantly snuggled into your hand.

“ So, what are we doing today?” You yawn out, opening your eyes to see your adorable boyfriend staring at you with a small smile.

“ Well, I was planning on letting you and Izzy go shopping, then I have a special evening planned out for us” he says quietly as he closes his eyes again. You take this to your advantage as you move your face closer to his, running your hands up his bare toned chest.

“Sounds perfect” you whisper, leaning in to place your lips on his, he quickly responded by pulling you closer.

“ I love you too by the way” you mumble against his lips,then quickly rolled out of bed.

“ Where are you going?” Alec whined, as he stretched across the bed.

“ I’m going shopping” you wink, walking to the bathroom. Hearing Alec sigh behind you make you giggle.

You and Izzy were currently in a clothes shop looking at the new collections, as a shadowhunter you weren’t supposed to have all of this “fancy mundane” stuff. But it was something you and Izzy couldn’t withhold from, shopping was like an addiction.

“ Can we stop by the DVD shop on the way back?” You ask Izzy whilst examining a pair of black skinny jeans.

“ Sure, what are you looking for, to buy in there?” She says, totally engrossed in the small jewelry stand.

“ Well I was hoping to find a film for me and Alec to watch tonight, after we get back from dinner” you say as you place the jeans into your basket, moving to the blouses, only to hear Izzy snickering.

“ What?” You ask in confusion, tilting your head.

“ You do realize Alec has something else planned for tonight she grins as she picks a silver necklace up to examine it.

” I don’t understand"

“ Basically, tonight is the night! You have been will Alec for so long now and you are the only one that really understands him for being him and you know that he doesn’t let many people into his life. He told Jace that he is ready, ready to show you how much he loves you.” She says with slight enthusiasm, as she places the necklace in her basket. You were gobsmacked, Alec was ready?!

“ Wait! Hold up, are you saying Alec is ready to have sex?” You whisper/ shout as loud as you could without drawing attention from other customers.

“ Well.. Duh” Izzy says in a sarcastic tone as she picks up a short red dress. By the Angel! You didn’t really know how to process the fact Alec was ready for that sort of step. Questions flew around your head. What was going to happen? Were you ready for this?!

“Oh my God” you mutter to yourself, grabbing your phone. You has two missed calls and a text. All from Alec. One text read:

Hey Y/n, sorry to bother you, I just had a quick question what flowers do you like best? Xx

A small smile creeped on your face, he was so obvious but adorable at the same time. Then suddenly you received an attachment text from him, you clicked it, only to open a cute selfie of your boyfriend doing an impression of the sassy hand emoji. This caused you to burst out laughing, people began to stare but they became apart of the background. You suddenly thought to yourself, Yes I am ready.

You had just gotten back to the Institute when you were bombarded by Max. As soon as you entered the doorway he had ran up to you and hugged your leg. He was the definition of cuteness, you hoped that when you and Alec have children that they would be as great at Max was.

Max was also very into the idea of having somebody younger than him in the house, but that wasn’t going to be for a long time.

“ Hey Max” You say with a soft smile as you ruffle his fluffy hair.

“Hey Y/n, I missed you whilst you were gone.” He mumbles into your leg. You bend down so that your facing him on his level.

“Well, next time I go shopping what if you come with me?” You say as you stroke his curls from his eyes. As soon as you said this his face light up like a Christmas tree.

“Really?!” He says in excitement, jumping into your arms.

“ Of course! I need my partner in crime, just don’t tell Izzy” you say grinning at the small child as you return his hug.

“ I wont speak a word” he says pulling away, motioning with his hands that his lips were sealed.

“ Good, right I’m going to go get ready for tonight, I will see you in the morning for waffles, strawberries and Nutella” you say as you head up the stairs, turning at the top to grin at Max.

You finally make it to yours and Alec’s room, you hurry in, struggling with the handle because of all the shopping bags. You internally curse yourself for buying an outfit that you did not need. The door suddenly opened in a swift movement.

“ Hey” You hear Alec say from your room.

“ Hi” you say in return as you dump your bags on the bed.

“ So, what did you get” He says walking out of your en suit bathroom in just a towel. You blush at the sight and quickly look back at the bags .

“ A dress and some other bits and bobs” you stutter out, looking up to see Alec’s hair dripping with water, you watched as a bead of it run down his neck and over his toned chest… Damn you thought. You had never had been flustered like this before.

You quickly grabbed the bag that held your dress and headed to the bathroom. After a quick shower you dried yourself and slipped into your new dress. You weren’t really one for wearing dresses but tonight was a special occasion. The dress was a sleek fitting, above the knee black dress that went really well with your burgundy lace up booties.

You quickly dried and curled your hair, added minimal make up and headed out.

“ Woah” Alec breathed as you entered the room, his face was in shock, his mouth wide open and his eyes were scanning every inch of your body.

“ You look amazing Y/n” he finally says once he composes himself. You get a chance to appreciate his appearance as he does so. He had gelled his hair in its usual style and was wearing a black suit with a clean, crisp white shirt. She looked unbelievably good.

“ Not so bad yourself” You grin back, earning one in return.

“ Shall we?” He says holding out his hand for you to hold, which you gladly took.

The date was the best it could of been, the food was delicious at the restaurant. Alec had took you to a fancy place that he would never have been caught dead in, he really was trying to impress. After the meal he told you he had a surprise.

You both arrived at the surprise venue in a taxi. As you got out of the car you realized it was the theater where the ballet was showed. You had told Alec when you guys were younger that you had always wanted to be a dancer. You quickly looked up to him as grinned.

After the show of Swan Lake, your favorite, you guys headed back to the institute.

You could tell Alec was nervous because he had all of a sudden become really quite.

“ Hey, you okay” you way as you slip you hand in his. He looked down at your intertwined hands and smiled.

“ I’m great” he mumbles back with a smile.

As soon as you entered your room you flung yourself onto your bed.

“ Alec?” You sigh.

“ yeah” he replies heading over to you.

“ Can you take me heels off please?” You mumble into your arm, which was draped over your face.

“ Sure, anything for my Y/n” he says, doing as you had asked. After he laid down next to you, looking up at the ceiling. You took this as an opportunity to appreciate his delicate face. His soft, smooth skin glowed with natural blush, due to it being chilly outside. His long, black eyelashes flutter lightly on his cheekbone as he blinks lazily, he was the definition to godlike.

You moved your hand to his thick hair then ran your fingers through it, bringing his attention back to you. He gives you a boyish grin as he gently places his palm onto your cheek.

“ You’re so beautiful” he whispers as his thumb rubs your cheek. You smiled shyly into his hand. Compliments like this was one of the many ways Alec made you feel special.

“ Alec… Can I ask you something?” You whisper into his hand.

“ Yes of course” his eyes cascading down to your lips then returning to your eyes.

“ Izzy told me that you are ready” you blurt out and instantly regretted it.

“ Izzy… What?!” He says quickly, wide eyed, panic flashed across them. “ I don’t want you to think I’m pushing this, If you aren’t ready I totally understand” he quickly looked at his hands and muttered “ to be honest I don’t know if I am”

“Alec” you move to place your hands on his shoulders “ we don’t have to do anything if that’s what you want, and if you do then great… I’m ready if you are” you say resting your head on his shoulder. He turned his head to face you.

“ Are you sure? I mean I have no idea what to do” he mumbles, his eyes escaping yours, dashing to his intertwined hands.

“ Me either… ” you say quietly.

“Maybe we can just cuddle for a while?” He suggests, looking up for approval, you nod with a grin.

You both move so that you were spooning, you felt suddenly safe when you were in Alec’s arms. A strong barrier that blocked the whole of the shadow world out, keeping you safe…

After what seemed like hours of talking about recent TV shows and books, you decided to go put your pajamas on. You return to your room to find Alec under the duvet with his eyes closed.

You wander over to him, turning the lights off as you do so. You climbed into your bed and was suddenly engulfed into a huge bear hug from behind.

“ Jace said I would know when the time was right…” He whispers in your ear, his hot breath made you shiver.

“ And when is the time right” you say nervously, turning around to face him. His eyes glistening in the light from your window.

“ I would say round about now” he mumbles as he cups your cheek, bringing you in for a kiss, you kiss back instantly.

“ I love you so much” he mumbles against your lips, making you smile.

“ I love you ” You say softly, those three words had escaped your mouth on many occasions but this time it just felt different. But this time you really meant it..

Pack Imagine~Mama-wolf

Requested by: Anon


Request: Can i get a pack mom imagine where Theo hurts Liam and she gets super mad and super protective over her baby that she goes and gives him a few words and threatens him glaring her red alpha eyes at him and she takes care of Liam like let’s him sit in her lap, kisses his cheek etc please x


A/N: A thousand times sorry for it being so late. I hope you like it. And sorry for it being so short I was out of inspiration.


Warnings: None


Words: 1.523


Pairing: Pack x Reader


All of my Imagines




Originally posted by skylerlockerbie

Y/N’s POV.

“Stiles, get your feet off my table,” I say. We are having a pack-film-night. “Yes, mom,” Stiles says and he puts his feet down. “Not funny,” I say. They are always teasing me that I always are so protective of everyone and that I act like a mom. I do not! I just don’t want people to sit with their feet on my table because I have to clean it. I walk to the kitchen and I grab the snacks I’ve made. I walk back to the living room and I put the snacks on the table. My mother didn’t want to buy any chips and snacks so I made snacks from veggies. “What happened to the chips?” Stiles asks. “Have you ever met my mother. She hates fast food,” I say. I grab the movies and before Stiles wants to say anything I put one of my snacks in his mouth. “I don’t have Star Wars and you were the one who said the film-night was at mine without my permission so could you please shut up?” I ask. Stiles grabs the plate with snacks and starts eating them. Scott chooses the film and we start watching it. Malia yells at the screen during the whole film. “No, don’t run that way dumb ass!” she yells. The man in the film doesn’t listen and he runs to the killer. “Why do they never listen?” Malia asks. “People in films are really stubborn,” Scott says and he starts to laugh. “Scott, stop teasing Malia,” I say. “I will, I will,” he says. I am so tired that I am falling asleep on the couch. But the others are falling asleep too. Except for Liam. He keeps watching the film. The worst is that after this film there are two more from the series. We’ve all watched it before Liam was here. I try to stay awake but it is so difficult. Suddenly Mason storms in my house and I am completely awake. So are the others. Stiles shoots up and falls from the couch. “I just saw Theo,” Mason says. “You woke me up for that! Theo is with his heartless sister who  pulled him into the ground with help from Kira,” Stiles says. “I swear I saw him,” Mason says. “I’m going to get blankets,” Kira says and she walks away but she doesn’t come that far. “Where are the blankets?” “Upstairs, the first door on the left,” I say and Kira walks away. “I am a thousand percent serious,” Mason says. “Mason, you’ve got a bright imagination,” Scott says. “Scott, it isn’t impossible to see Theo. We don’t know if he’s dead or alive,” I say. “I’ve got the blankets,” Kira says and she gives all of us a blanket. “Mason, come here. If Theo is in this town he won’t be so stupid to come here with us so you stay with us and we’ll look tomorrow,” I say and Mason sits next to me. I put the blanket over the both of us and I close my eyes.

I wake up from a sound. I think it is something falling down. I want to get up but Mason’s head lays on my lap. “Sorry, I wanted to eat something but I couldn’t get the fridge open so I tried to break it open and then I let a bowl fall but it was from plastic so it didn’t break,” Scott says. “You woke me up,” I say. “I said sorry. Here Nutella and a spoon,” Scott says and he gives me it. I open the Nutella and I start eating it. “Do you believe that Theo is back?” Scott asks. “I don’t know,” I say. “I know Mason wouldn’t just make it up but Theo is gone,” he says.  “He is probably just scared of what happened with Theo a few months ago. It wasn’t nothing. I just don’t believe he is back.” “We just need to keep our eyes open,” I say. “If he is back then he’ll show up fast. I just hope he is gone.” “I do too,” Scott says. “What is all that noise?” Kira asks. “Sorry, we were talking,” I say. “Way too loud,” Malia says. “Give me the Nutella,” Stiles says and he steals my Nutella and spoon. “Hey!” I say. “I am hungry,” he says. “So am I,” I say. “Well, you can’t get up because you have a Mason on your lap,” Stiles says. “Not fair!” I say. “Scott, we’re making breakfast,” Kira says and she pulls him to the kitchen. “But it isn’t even morning. It’s three o’clock,” Scott complains. “Come on!” Kira says and she pulls him away. Suddenly Stiles puts a little bit Nutella on Liam’s face and he grabs Liam’s hand. He puts the Nutella all over Liam’s face with Liam’s hand. “Don’t waste the Nutella!” I say. “Hey Liam!” Stiles yells. Liam sits up immediately and looks around really sleepy. “What?” he asks. “You have something on your face,” Stiles says. “Where?” Liam asks. Stiles points to Liam but not specifically to a spot on Liam’s face. Liam feels some Nutella and he wipes it away. “Is it gone?” he asks. “Well…,” Stiles says. “Stiles, stop teasing him! Liam, you can wash your face in the shower upstairs,” I say and Liam walks away. “Breakfast is ready!” Kira says and she and Scott put plates on the table. “Finally, I am so hungry!” Lydia says. “Huh? What?” Mason says when he opens his eyes. He sits up and looks around. Scott gives me my plate and I eat a bit of it. “What is that noise?” Liam asks when he comes back and I listen carefully. “Probably the dog of the neighbours,” I say. “I’ll talk to him,” Liam says and he stands up. “It’s a dog,” Stiles says. “They listen to werewolves,” Liam says and he walks away. “So what are we supposed to do now? It is too early for pretty much everything but we can’t go back to sleep,” Stiles says. “I have no idea,” I say. “We can do nothing,” Mason says. “But that is boring,” Scott says. “We could watch TV,” Lydia says. “I don’t know. We’ve done that enough,” Kira says. Suddenly I hear someone growling. “What was that?” I ask. “What was what?” Mason asks. “Scott, was that you?” I ask. “No, but I heard it too,” he says. “Heard what?” Malia asks. “Didn’t you hear it?” I ask the others. “Hear what?” Malia asks. “A growl,” Scott says. “Liam!” I say and I jump up. I run outside and look around. “Theo?” I ask. “Hello darling,” Theo says. I am totally stunned. He is back. I thought his sister killed him. I was so wrong. I thought we were safe. I was wrong. “What are you doing here?” I ask. “I am for him,” Theo says and he points at Liam. “Leave us alone,” I say. Meanwhile the others have all came out of the house and are standing behind Liam. Suddenly Theo shows his fangs and his eyes start to glow. His claws come out and he puts them in Liam’s chest. I let out a loud growl. I can feel my fangs grow, my eyes glow and my claws grow. I can feel this anger burning inside of me. “You need to leave us alone,” I growl dangerously. “Oh no, ‘mama-wolf’ is getting angry,” Theo says dramatically. “I am the ‘mama-wolf’ here and do you know what the mama-wolf does when someone harms their pups?” I ask growling and I take a step towards him. He takes a step backwards. I growl one more time and then I attack him. After a few punches, scratches and kicks, I throw him away. “Leave us alone!” I growl. I take a deep breath and I calm down a bit. My fangs, glowing eyes and claws go away and I walk towards Liam. I give him a kiss on the cheek and I hug him. I bring him inside and I put him down on the couch. “We just need to wait and your wounds will heal,” I say. I sit down on the couch and he puts his head on my lap. “Thank you, ‘mama-wolf’,” he says and I chuckle. I wipe the hair away out of his face. “You need to sleep the few hours you have,” I say and he closes his eyes.

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