he knows this is just a reprieve

anonymous asked:

#6 with peter parker

omg i missed writing ab peter

peter benjamin parker has a knack for clumsiness, so it’s a wonder that he’s able to slip into her room without making too much noise. in all honesty, he didn’t know as to where else he was supposed to go– it was late and he just finished a round of patrolling for the night. this round included him getting banged up just a bit, and he was in desperate need of some reprieve. 

stripping out of his suit, he tries his best to not make so much noise that we causes a disturbance, but his aching muscles did cause a few quiet moans and groans to fall past his lips in the process.

“y/n? y/n? are you awake?” his voice breaks out in the silence of the room, hoping that his girlfriend would roll over and do that cute little squinting thing after flicking on her side table lamp. however, he forgot that she sleeps like a rock, especially after a whole afternoon of her lab internship. 

sighing to himself, peter lifts up the comforter she’s under– slipping into the bed, no longer caring that she’s going to scold him about how she’s going to have to wash her sheets from his dirty body infiltrating it once again. it’s a running joke between them, always accompanied by her punching him in the arm or lightly slapping the back of his head while the two of them laughed about it. it’s a joke because she knows it’s better for him to come to her dirty than to never come to her at all.

“mmm, peter?” she sounds groggy while shifting back into him. he hums in response. “is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?” he lets out a small chuckle while pressing a kiss to the back of her neck. 

“figured it was time these sheets had a nice wash,” he whispers back to her and though he can’t see her face– he knows that she’s smiling in the dark.

Strangers in the Night

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You’re on a date, but things aren’t going well. You find refuge in the restroom where you meet a man who’s also having a bad night. Together, you make an escape plan.

Word Count: 1,829

Warnings: Language

A/N: I saw this prompt a long time ago but I couldn’t find the link anymore. Hope you enjoy this story. Feedback is always appreciated <3


Originally posted by veronikaphoenix

“I’ll be back in a minute.”

You pushed your chair back from the table and unhooked your purse from the back of the chair while your date nodded, taking a large gulp of his drink. Cringing internally, you made your way to the restroom.  

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Sugar, Sugar  {3/?}

Sugar Daddy!Steve Rogers x Reader


Summary: Steve Rogers doesn’t have time for a girlfriend, but desperately craves the love and intimacy that comes with a relationship. When he takes a chance on a discreet ‘Sugar’ dating service, he matches with you and quickly discovers he might be far more cut out for the life of a Sugar Daddy than he originally thought…

Warnings: Smut, sexual references and such. mostly fluff, some cursing, obviously a sugar relationship, but with genuine affection from both parties.

A/N: Tags are closed.


“Who the hell are you texting?” Bucky’s voice pulls Steve from his reprieve and he realises he’s smiling down at his phone, which he quickly shuts off and straightens his expression.

“No one. Just saw something funny.” Lie. Bucky would know he was lying, he just prayed the other man wouldn’t press it.

“Uh-huh. Anything to do with that entire weekend you took off the other week?” He asks and Steve shrugs.

“I take weekends all the time. You know I like to get away, so do you.”

“Yeah, but you came back all glowy. M’just asking her name…?” Steve rolls his eyes. He doubted any of his friends would really understand his current situation, maybe Tony, but Tony would also give him the most shit for it, so he was keeping it quiet.

“I’m not seeing anyone Buck. I just saw something that made me laugh, I swear.” Bucky stares at him hard for a minute before sighing dramatically and looking back to his book.

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*tries not to think about how manipulative gertrude’s language with gerry is and how she knows exactly what she’s doing in regards to what she knows about his history and health & how she was very tactical about the shit she said to him, how she weaponized sarcasm to lie to him by telling the truth — and she knows that mary keay never really lied.*

*deliberately ignores the fact that mary most certainly yelled. shuts my eyes to the way that gerry withdraws when gertrude does, too. turns my back on the way she let it go quicker than he’s probably used to, and how he probably didn’t know how to wrap his head around that.*

*goes out of my way to ignore that it’s because all of it is mixed in with what is definitely genuine fondness which only makes the way she DID take advantage of him worse and all that much harder to separate.*

*plugs my ears to the way that so much of what she said equates to weird taunts and foreshadowing that We know about and that he May even have had creeping suspicions about but would never have guessed at fully because How Could He Really Know, his memory is Going because he’s got a fucking brain tumor and he’s not gonna fully question her despite the baseline of basic distrust because he’s got a lifetime of trauma from another old lady that surely explains it, right? he’s just wired to be wary. at least some of it is all in his head, right?*  

*thinks anyway about how as much as gerry needed the reprieve from mary, he did not need the way that gertrude toyed with him and actively used those vulnerabilities against him before she ended up forcing upon him a fate that she has now actively told him would be worse than death when he asked her because he was clearly afraid of it. when there was no one else for him to ask, and so he had to either trust her enough to stay put or have enough doubts that he felt how he used to feel. not much of a choice between those, is there.*

*thinks about how he needed something and he got just a scrap of something by following her around but he sure as hell did not need that.*


For the past week or so I’ve been working my way through @bixgirl1‘s portfolio on AO3 (as my trail of kudos can attest). The stories have provided me hours of entertainment, so wanted to try a little fic rec (sorry it’s a bit long). Thank you so much for sharing your writing, and everyone go read all of them here

Balance, Imperfect (91K)

When Harry sustains an injury in the line of work, he no longer knows how to navigate the life he loved, and finds help and solace from the most unexpected source.

Why it’s amazing:  While all of their fics are lovely, this one was my absolute favorite. I cried, and I don’t cry that much while reading. The story handles Harry’s trauma with grace, and gives us a believable character-growth arc for Draco. They have real problems, and they work on them together, not always perfectly but in a way that rings true. This is a beautiful must-read. 

Cool things: Pay attention to chapter titles, they’re perfect. (The first and last especially). The “counterpoints” which were paced wonderfully.The way Malfoy eases Harry’s pain and all the medical aspects in general. The ending :)

Beautiful line: “You’re not a house elf,” Potter grumbles, looking away. His cheeks redden slightly. “I just. Are you okay?” I’m leaving, Draco wants to say. I’m done. You’ve done nothing but make me feel a quitter and a bully my whole life and I know that’s unfair, but I want to be away from you. “I’m just tired.”

 In Evidence Of Magical Theory (43K)

When a hex meant for Draco accidentally catches Harry as well, the pair are forced to learn to understand each other in ways they previously might have thought impossible.

Why it’s amazing: Very close second. I have to say I’m a sucker for bonding-spells gone wrong for Drarry, and this one was … magical (groans at self). The way their link was described was poetry. How they grow to trust each other is beautiful to watch.

Fun, non-spoilery line: “I can’t help it, you prat, you’re inside me,” Harry muttered back angrily. His words were still echoing in his ears when the double meaning hit him, and his face flamed. Malfoy snickered. “You wish, Potter.”

Cool things: The elements!!!! the plot in general. The guest room, bed sharing (!!!) and when they get interrupted :o

You And Me (28K)

When Harry sits down with Malfoy, he’s really only looking for a reprieve from the constant stares and whispers. (Mostly.) What he gets instead are a series of strange events that lead to a friendship that is something else, questions that nobody knows how to answer, and the realisation that the person that Harry doesn’t know how to hate, anymore, seems to be the person who knows exactly what he needs.

Why it’s amazing: Ummm. Just read this. It’s so good.

Fun, non-spoilery line: “Just…” Harry cleared his throat. “Like, is it how you imagined? The way you are; the way she is?” Ron’s face took on a dreamy, slightly embarrassed cast. “Yeah, it is. Why?” He grimaced. “Is it weird for you?”

Yes, Harry thought. Sometimes I’m afraid of the things I want. Sometimes I’m afraid of him for giving them to me. But he couldn’t say that, so he settled on another truth instead. “No. It’s—lovely, actually,” he murmured, flushing.

Cool things: The shower moment (!!!!!!!!!!!!!), the entirety of the veritaserum scene, the kink in general 

100,000 Galleons (28K)

When a weekend with Harry gets purchased at a Bachelor charity auction by Malfoy, he’s sure the trip is going to be filled with disaster.

Why it’s amazing: Genuinely funny and endearing the whole way through. Malfoy trying do Muggle things is the sweetest, loveliest thing. And the added layer of a magical contract made the conflicts believable. 

Okay I could go on and on, but this is getting long! Go read everything they’ve written here (including a bunch of fantastic one-shots). 

“lovely day”

a little katsuki drabble, because i’m hopelessly in love with him <3 title+lyrics+inspo from lovely day, by alt-j✨ taglist; @lady-bakuhoe @lordexplosionsextra


[pairing; bakugou katsuki x gn!reader]

[warnings; soft moments, sleepy flirting, early morning cuddles]

─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───

when i wake up in the morning light

sunlight hurts my eyes

you roll over lazily on the bed, mid-morning sunlight streaming in through open curtains. half the blankets are haphazardly draped across the floor, the rest pooled at your waist as you shift around in the king sized bed - katsuki’s decision, not yours, claiming he needed space in order to sleep properly.

the way you both end up tangled in each others arms every night says otherwise, but you humor him.

you follow the stream of golden sunlight down past the open curtains to where it stops, illuminating the lower half of katsuki’s face. splashes of gold and pink make up his soft features, and you smile as his nose twitches.

like this, he’s downright adorable, no furrowed eyebrows or angry glare. he’s at peace, gentle even, and you watch as his mouth parts in a sleepy half-snore. you trace lovingly over the sunkissed, barely there freckles under his eyes, the strong slope of his nose, the cut of his jaw. it’s rare you’re up before he is, and you savor in the tranquility of the morning.

and then you stick your finger in his partly open mouth, giggling as he smacks it away with a sleepy groan. so much for a peaceful morning.

what the fuck is wrong with you,” he mumbles, one eye cracking open to glare down at you. you laugh softly, attempting to roll away to the other side of the bed but even half awake he’s faster than you, yanking you against his chest by the waist.

strong arms move to wind around your waist gently, warm nose pressed deep into your neck as he sighs softly.

something without warning, love

plays heavy on my mind

he keeps you like that a moment, savoring the sweetness of your body wash, the hints of your lotion, still clinging to sleep-warmed skin. like this, he can pretend the outside doesn’t exist, like it’s just you and him in a tiny world made up of blankets and bodies and love.

you snuggle into his chest easily, allowing him the easy silence; you know how hard he struggles to open up with you verbally, and you grant him these tiny reprieves. his actions always spoke for him anyways.

“go back to sleep. s’too fuckin’ early,” he grumbles, but his soft tone betrays his harsh words, and you smile.

“course, ‘suki. love you,” you hum, eyes already fluttered shut as you nestle into his arms. red eyes go soft, just for a moment, watching you drift back into comfortable sleep.

then i look at you

and the world’s alright with me

in a voice so soft that even awake, you would have missed it, he replies.

“love you too, baby. so very much.”

just one look at you

and i know it’s gonna be a lovely day

together, you nap away the morning, love-soaked and sleepy with easy tranquility.

queensynderella  asked:

May I please have some fuckboi Kiri crumbs for the Spring Break event, babe. Let him fuck me up, whatever you're feeling. Just need some fuckboi Kiri. 💜🖤💜

possessive fuckboi kiri??? maybe?? anyways… what’s established here is that red daddy riot is unbreakable…. you on the other hand, are not.


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Highway To Hell - Chapter 3 (Loki x Reader)

Warnings: Angst, Pain, Violence, Smut, Loki


As Tony Stark’s secret daughter, you’ve been kept in the shadows your whole life, but now you’re tired of being kept in the dark. Sadly, darkness isn’t an easy thing to be free of.  

Who you’ve always been told you are, isn’t all you are and when painful truths are revealed, it’s the last person you would have expected who stands by your side. Loki is trying to claw his way to up to redemption while you’re busy descending into madness and somewhere in the middle, you collide with the God of Mischief.


Chapter Three - Are We Not Friends?

Ignoring your dads groan of annoyance, you haphazardly shoved a pile of unimportant looking tech out of the way and hopped up onto the bench.

“So… There’s a super villain just roaming around the tower huh?” You greeted.

“Shit. I was hoping you wouldn’t run into him. Loki’s like a teenage girl, he hardly ever comes out of his room.” Tony sighed.

“Well, I did run into him. He seems nice.” You snorted.

“Did he do anything? Say anything? Did he look at you? Are you ok?” Tony barked, eyes checking you over worriedly.

“I made him a cup of coffee.” You shrugged.

“Baby! No!” Tony admonished, bopping you on the head with a screwdriver.

“It’s coffee! It’s not like he kidnapped me and took me to an alien planet and we fell in love, calm down.” You protested.

“That… was oddly specific.” Tony frowned.

“Yeah, it was, wasn’t it?” You grimaced.

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anonymous asked:

heLLO there! So I have seen you do fic recs and I just wanted to know if you have any good recommendations for Veritaserum!Drarry?? Thank you sm and have a good summer!

heLLO anon once again I am a literal year late in answering- I hope you are still following me! Here are all the wonderful fics featuring veritaserum I could find in my bookmarks :)

Sex, Lies, and Veritaserum by lettered (18K)- This entire fic is one long conversation about sex.
so idk if you had in mind very honest and extremely(!) kinky negotiations when you sent this ask, but for anyone in the mood to read something VERY sexy, there is quite possibly no other fic quite so dirty and heartwarming at the same time <3

Spoken Words, Broken Thoughts by alpha_exodus (4.5K)- Harry’s already losing it, and the Veritaserum’s loosened his tongue. It doesn’t help that Malfoy is too attractive for his own good.
lol I swear there will be some fics on this list that aren’t about revealing fantasies followed by amazing sex, but not yet! Also is there anything better than the idea of sexy auror draco malfoy interviewing bad boy harry potter???? NO, read this!!

Blue Sheets by @firethesound​ (4K)- It was just supposed to be a night out. Harry absolutely didn’t plan on admitting his feelings for Malfoy.
Okay, this fic!! Everyone should read it!! It’s so so so adorable, and has plenty of veritaserum-induced second-hand embarrassment, which, let’s be real, is what we are ALL here for. I’ve definitely read this one multiple times when I’m feeling sad, it’s so lovely!!

How to Handle an Enemy by who_la_hoop (7.5K)- Everyone knows that it’s no fun playing truth or dare with a Slytherin. But add a little Veritaserum, a scheming duo of Slytherin girls and surprising things can be revealed. Particularly about the fine line between love and hate…
This fic!!! Is one of my favorites of all time!!!! I still remember exactly where I was when I read it because I very much regretted choosing to do so in a public place hahaha. There is truth or dare! Wanking! Scheming Slytherins! Exhibitionism! And you absolutely must read the sequel as well, trust me!!! Both fics are just pure amazingness.

You and Me by @bixgirl1​ (30K)- When Harry sits down with Malfoy, he’s really only looking for a reprieve from the constant stares and whispers. (Mostly.) What he gets instead are a series of strange events that lead to a friendship that is something else, questions that nobody knows how to answer, and the realisation that the person that Harry doesn’t know how to hate, anymore, seems to be the person who knows exactly what he needs. A story in which everything is complicated. And yet, somehow, none of it is.
Oooh how I love this this fic! Obviously all 30K of it does not revolve around Veritaserum, but the potion does play an important role and the whole piece is a beautiful reflection on trust and truth. Once again @bixgirl1 somehow managed to take a relatively simple trope and turn it into something utterly beautiful and moving (*cough* and super fucking sexy with RIMMING like daaaamn *cough*)

Rarely Pure and Never Simple by birdsofshore (28.5)- Harry never thought taking a job as Draco Malfoy’s bodyguard was going to be easy. Add in a curse that makes Malfoy even more of an obnoxious git than usual, and Harry’s got serious problems.
This fic involves a truth-telling curse rather than veritaserum, but the appeal is still the same (if not greater because this way the truth-telling lasts much longer)!! I looove a bodyguard!harry fic, and Draco’s personality here is fabulous! Thrilling and funny and an all-around wonderful fic :)

Rather Than Love by birdsofshore (7.5K)- The first time we tried it, I gave him too much. The second time, I got the dosage right, but I was frustratingly unprepared for how it would affect me. This is the third time, and I have it all planned out. Everything is going to be perfect.
Another wonderful birdsofshore fic, this one featuring fucking amazing dirty talk and all the best kinks and probably a bit of drool on the part of the reader ;). Definitely read the tags first to check for squicks, but if you don’t find any then you must proceed immediately to reading this fic and probably dying of all the sexiness!! It’ll be so worth it!!!!!

Veritaserum Truth or Dare by ElectricBlueLilies (2K)- The returning eighth years bond over a game of Truth or Dare.
A lovely, pure eighth-year part games fic featuring veritaserum to spice things up a bit ;)

Say Anything by alovelycupoftea (6K)- When Draco loses his reserve and starts speaking his mind, Harry realises something is very wrong. 
I love this little fic! It’s another with a truth-telling cure rather than veritaserum, but the things Draco can’t stop himself from saying are just so blunt and hilarious and the fic was just such an enjoyable read!!

All This and More

Characters: dark!Stucky x Reader

Fic summary: You are madly in love with your new husband, but his house may hold more secrets than you can handle. (DARK FIC)

Warnings: NON CON, regular smut, loss of virginity, potential historical/ editing errors

Words: 7.1K (I know it’s very long, but I promise it’s smutty!)

Author’s Note: This fic is for @nellblazer ‘s Penny Dreadful Challenge!! This was a challenge after my own heart, with so many lovely prompts to choose from. I chose Phantom/ Ghost. It weirdly ended up being a little Jane Eyre inspired?? Which I can offer no reason or apology for.

Everything taglist: @itgetsdarksometimes35 @nsfwsebbie

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forever-rogue  asked:

Ooh, may I request 55 & 63 with Mando? ♡

Word Count: 1.4k

Pairing: Din Djarin (The Mandalorian) x Reader

Prompt: 55. “Tell me something I don’t know” “Your eye twitches when you get annoyed” “Only because it’s you that annoys me” 63. “Where are you taking me?” “You need to relax more. You need to see the world around you, and find some sort of peace within yourself…even if it is just for a little while” (from This List)

Warning(s): None

A/N: Here it is! It took me a couple days but this one is a long one! I hope you enjoy!


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He hasn’t been sleeping well.

The last three nights you’ve woken to him tossing and turning in his sleep, calling out for you, for the kid, for the covert, for people whose names you don’t recognize. And even once you manage to rouse him and stop the nightmares, he still spends a few moments trying to fight you off, his mind and body still on the defensive. It’s only when you take his face in your hands and tell him over and over again that he’s safe that he finally realizes where he is, and it breaks your heart every time.

The lack of sleep is getting to him. He speaks only when necessary, and even when he does talk to you, you can’t get more than monosyllabic answers from him. He’s irritated. He’s tense. But most of all, he’s exhausted. By the time the child falls asleep in his pod at night, Din is practically dead on his feet. You want to help him. You’re just not sure how.

You lie next to him on the cot in his quarters, just barely able to see the outline of his face in the near-complete darkness. For now, his breathing is slow and even. He’s at peace. And you hope that maybe tonight he’ll get some reprieve from the terrors that plague his sleep.

“I can feel you staring at me. Go to sleep,” he mutters.

You let out a soft breath, moving so that you’re a little closer to him. He wraps his arm around your torso, holding you tightly to his chest. “Sorry,” you murmur. “I’m just worried about you…”

“I’m fine,” he insists.

“That’s a lie and we both know it. This isn’t good for you, Din,” you reply, shaking your head slightly as you pull back enough to look at him. You can’t really see him, but it’s the intention of holding his gaze that matters most.

He sighs. Exasperated. “There’s nothing that can be done to fix it, so you might as well drop it so we can both attempt to get a little rest.”

“I’m not just going to drop it,” you tell him. You can’t just watch him suffer this way. You can hardly stand to see what the nightmares are doing to him.

He groans. “Tell me something I don’t know.”

“Your eye twitches when you get annoyed,” you say sarcastically, though the statement is true. Your eyes have adjusted to the dark a little more now. You still can’t make out the fine details of his face, but you can see enough to know that you’re verging on pressing him too far. Really, given his sleep deprivation, you’re surprised that he’s kept his composure this long.

“Only because it’s you that annoys me,” he says, and his words have just enough bite in them to tell you that it’s time to leave him be. As much as you want to help him, he’s right. He needs to rest as long as he can manage. You’re not making things any better by keeping him awake.

A soft hum escapes your lips. You rest your head against his chest and close your eyes. “Goodnight, Din,” you whisper.

He presses a gentle kiss to the crown of your head before tucking you under his chin and closing his eyes. You don’t mean to upset him. He knows that. “Goodnight, cyar’ika,” he replies, the term of endearment a message to you that he’s not angry. “Sleep well…”

“You too…”

Your eyes blink open when you roll over and find yourself alone in the little cot.

It’s still dark, though you have no idea what time it is. You look around, trying to find any sign of where Din might have gone. It doesn’t take you long to spot him.

He’s sitting on the edge of the cot. In the darkness you can make out his hunched form, his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands. You sit up slowly, not wanting to startle him, and your brows knit together in confusion. If he’d had another nightmare, he’d gotten through it without waking you.

“Din? Sweetheart, what’s wrong?,” you ask, your voice still heavy with sleep. You pull the sheet off of your legs, moving to sit behind him. You place your hands gently on his bare shoulders, squeezing them lightly and pressing a kiss to the back of his neck.

He says nothing, driving your heart rate faster. Instead, he turns to you, snaking his arms around your waist and burying his face in the crook of your neck. You wrap one arm around him, using your free hand to run your fingers through his hair.

“I just want to be able to sleep,” he whispers, his body tense as he presses himself closer to you.

Your lips fall to a deep frown and you press them lightly to his temple. “I know. I’m sorry,” you reply. You wrack your brain trying to devise some way to help him. Anything is better than him just sitting there with you in misery.

Finally, an idea strikes you. You sit up, carefully beginning to separate from him. Once he’s sitting on his own again, you stand from the cot, taking his hand as a gesture for him to follow you.

“Where are you taking me?,” he asks, but doesn’t fail to stand with you and follow you out of the small room. His brows furrow in confusion as you open the hatch of the ship, exposing you both to the cool night air.

“You need to relax more. You need to see the world around you, and find some sort of peace within yourself…even if it is just for a little while,” you tell him, giving a small half smile as you walk with him out of the ship. In the dead of the night, there’s no way that anyone would be able to see either of you, so he’s not concerned about his helmet. Besides, you know the planet is so sparsely populated that it would be a miracle for someone to come around at all.

Din can’t argue with you as you lead him out of the ship and into the grassy area outside. He closes his eyes as his bare feet hit the soft ground, and he takes in a deep breath of fresh air. He feels less trapped and suffocated now.

You watch him after the two of you come to a stop, and you can’t help the fond smile that comes to your lips when he see just how content he is already. You wonder if he can remember the last time he let himself be this relaxed and free. It’s certainly not something you’ve seen him do since you joined him and the kid on the Razor Crest. Perhaps he’s been deprived this way since before he swore the Creed.

Din opens his eyes and looks over at you, his smile soon matching yours as he takes in the sight of you in the soft light of the moon. You’re stunning, even with your nightclothes on and your hair a mess from sleeping.

“C’mere you,” he murmurs, taking you into his arms and slowly lowering both of you to the ground. The two of you lie in the grass, your head on his chest while he holds you securely by the waist. You look up at the moon and the sea of stars above you, just marveling at the beauty that the galaxy holds. With all the violence that you see in your line of work, it’s easy to forget that not everything in the universe is bloody and broken.

You open your mouth to say something, but the words die on your lips when you hear a soft snore. You turn your head just enough to look up at Din, and it’s no surprise that he’s already fast asleep right there in the grass. For the first time in a long time, he finally seems to be at peace. The lines in his face caused by worry and fear have melted away, and he’s breathing much easier than he was before. You know that he’ll sleep through the rest of the night without incident, and that brings you more relief than words can say.

You let out a soft sigh and close your eyes, letting sleep take you as well, and you sleep better knowing that your Mandalorian has found rest again. 

anonymous asked:

Hello! Can I ask a #45 with Beel, please? 😍 I love your writings! ❤️

Thank you!

45. “I should be the only one making you happy.” w/ Beelzebub

 Your relationship with Beelzebub was amazing. Most dates were spent trying out different foods, watching him work out or you two simply enjoying each other’s company. Currently you were hanging out with Asmodeus, having made your pact with him, you wanted to get to know him better. Asmo was easy to get along with, he liked to play dress up with you and he was someone you felt comfortable enough to talk more feminine things with.

“MC, doesn’t this polish just match my eyes? It really brings them out.” Asmodeus showed off his freshly painted nails.

You laughed and agreed, it had been awhile since you had someone to paint your nails with and this was a relaxing reprieve from doing homework.

Beelzebub was coming back from grabbing some snacks when he spotted you and Asmodeus laughing and being close. Closer than he was comfortable with. You were smiling brightly, and he loved that you were happy, he just wished that you were directing it to him.

“MC, I was looking for you.” Beelzebub called out, coming up next to you and wrapping his arms around you.

“Ah Beel! Did you need help with something?” You looked up at him and smiled. “Asmo and I were painting our nails. He’s also been giving me some fashion advice.” You beamed, not quite catching Asmo’s smug look at Beelzebub and Beel’s slight glare at Asmo.

Beelzebub nodded and helped you to your feet, turning to Asmodeus, he made a slight face “I’ll be taking her now.”

You two walked in silence for a bit before you tapped Beel’s arm, “Is something the matter? You’ve been quiet since we left?”

Suddenly you were enveloped in a hug, “I should be the only one making you happy.” Beelzebub mumbled.

You paused for a moment before returning his hug and laughing. “Beel, there’s no need to be jealous. You’ll always make the happiest, more than anyone else ever could.”

Pulling slightly away, Beelzebub looked down at you before kissing your forehead. “I’ll hold you too that. Now there was a new recipe I wanted try and I need your help.”

Griffin is constantly reminding me how to be a great storyteller, like… everything he does is so wonderful and perfect. Episode 62 was so chill and like, such a nice reprieve? I know what we won’t be getting another Lunar Interlude (or if we will, it’ll be a while) but I feel like this is as close as we’re gonna get for a while.

It was chill, it was sweet, there was some good ol’ Blupjeans, and it was all so good. I’m also glad Taako’s alright with Barry dating his sister, I mean, considering they’ve known each other for 21 years lmao.

Just listening to this song and thinking about the episode, and Tres Horny Boys in general, is just… so good and calm. The calm before the storm, but a good, nice calm. 

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And a Hard Place pt.2| JJK

Summary: You’ve been starting to question your relationship with your boyfriend Jeongguk a lot recently. Could Jeongguk’s latest slip be the last straw?

Pairing: Jeongguk x reader

Word Count: 4842

Warnings: ANGST ANGST ANGST!!!!!, some jealousy, tears, oh yeah, and did I mention ANGST (disclaimer I’ve only heard it’s angsty so as the writer I’m not really sure how angsty it comes off but I trust my sources)

A/N: So part 2 is here! *strike up the band* whoa-oh the conductor is beckoning…lol I couldn’t resist. Anyways, I really hope this is super angsty because that’s what I want, tell me if it’s not because I will amp that shit up. Also don’t get used to me updating super quick because I was very bad at keeping a schedule in my past life and I don’t want to get your hopes up. I’ll try to post something at least every two weeks whether be a drabble, oneshot, etc. I hope you enjoy this chapter, I would really appreciate feedback even if you hate it. :)

*Link to masterlist is in my description; I’ll start linking it to fics at some point but I don’t feel like it rn


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anonymous asked:

If you are still writing this can I ask for “I refuse to leave you alone!” with Mc and Saeyoung?

thank you for your request, darling ! and a huge thanks to my beta reader @imaginarydaydreams 


You saw it in Saeyoung’s eyes when he caught sight of you looking at one of his throwaway phones; you felt it when he grabbed your arms, short nails digging into the sleeves of your shirt; you heard it when he said to you very, very carefully,

“I swear, it was a one time thing. A mistake.”

He said it, as if it wasn’t a beautiful, smiling young woman asking him to spend the night with her again. As if it wasn’t human. He said it with such vehemence that your heart gave a jolt, and you nearly forgot about your anger.

You could almost ignore the smoldering heat.

And as the feeble whispers of almost died away, your gaze slowly trailed up to meet his, desperate to drink in the solace in his eyes. You knew they would tell you what you wanted to hear –that he loved you, that there was no one else he could ever love– but the hungry red mark on his neck caught your eye, and the low simmer of heat in the pit of your stomach flared.

Cutting words surfaced, thick and heavy, too heavy to say aloud. How dare you? How dare you try to pacify me with meaningless words? How can you say you love me every day when you’ve spent nights in another’s arms?

But then your eyes prickled and you let out a sob, and the flames diminished to smoke and ashes.

“Please don’t cry… I’m sorry.” Familiar arms closed around you, drawing you in close. You cried harder, knowing someone else knew the comfort of these arms. “I’m so sorry. I love you so much.”

Has she heard these words from his lips, too? You gulped in air, trying to breathe between the shaky exhales. “How many times, Saeyoung?”

“Y/N, it doesn’t matter anymore. I swear, I’m only in love with you.”

“How many times?”

“Three. They meant nothing, I swear… Just… they were moments I needed…”

Needed comfort from another woman?

“I needed a moment’s reprieve,” he whispered.

You trembled.

But it was only three times. Don’t you remember how much he’s done for you, how much he truly loves you?

“Let go of me, Saeyoung. Please.” Your voice came out too weakly, too unsteadily. “I can’t do this. I can’t love you… I don’t.”

“You’re lying, Y/N. Don’t do this.” When you tried to pull away, his arms only tightened around you. “Please don’t do this, Y/N– don’t throw away what we have because I made a stupid mistake.”

“Let me go.” You thought you had no more tears left to cry, but a few traitorous drops rolled down your cheeks. “If you loved me, you wouldn’t have done this! You wouldn’t have cheated on me!”

I refuse to leave you alone!” He drew away just enough to look down at you, golden eyes shimmering, jaw clenched tight. “What can I do to make you believe that I still love you? I’ll do it, Y/N. Anything. I can’t let you go, not like this.”

Only three times.

“Saeyoung, please…”

Anything, Y/N. I love you… I love you to the moon and back. Just tell me.”

You’re the one in his arms now, not her. You.

“I-I…” You fumbled for words, wishing your vocabulary was large enough to express the bitterness in your mouth and the throbbing in your head and the aching in your heart.

“I love you,” Saeyoung whispered, touching his forehead to yours. His voice was hoarse, thick. “Stay with me. Please.”

He loves you most, said the little voice. She means nothing.

“You broke my heart already, Saeyoung. How can I ever trust you again?”

“I’ll be with you always.” His gaze searched yours, darting back and forth as if he was reading something within your features. “I promise. I’d promise you the world and all the stars in the sky if it meant you’d stay.”


“You own my heart. You and you only. Please?

For a long moment, you could only search his face in return. Somehow you knew that, like him, you were reading something that wasn’t truly there.

“Okay,” you whispered, and closed your eyes as the tip of his nose brushed yours, letting him heal your wounds with his touch even as your chest constricted and your palms sweat.

Because even though his loving touch traced your skin reverently, you were losing control… you were panicking as you realized you knew nothing about this new Saeyoung; this Saeyoung who would cheat on you willingly; this Saeyoung who apologized, but never promised to stay true to you in the future; this Saeyoung, whose touch felt foreign and strange.

But you closed your eyes and let his hands continue because he loved you, you knew he did. And you loved him, too.

from the found crying/crying starter pack

Chilly [hc]


For the sake of ease, I’m changing crush to S/O. The crush ones are taking me a little bit longer to formulate because I feel it’s necessary to include how they met, interact, etc.

This one is also significantly shorter and more true to a head canon rather than a scenario.




Originally posted by volleygifs

  • I see Kuroo being the dude that keeps spare jackets and hoodies in his car for you
  • But not just like some that he keeps there—he brings you a different one every time he’s out with you, forgetting of the ever growing pile in the trunk, but it also depends on the weather
  • Baby’s gotta bring you the warmest one he has for the coldest days.
  • He started buying doubles of lounge pants—one for him and one for you in case it’s really cold out and you need the extra layer for your legs.
  • You have your own Nekoma track coat with his name on it, specially made for you when you kept taking his.
  • Not that he minds at all.
  • Every Christmas, Kuroo gets you a pair of fuzzy socks since he knows your feet are always cold.
  • Y’all have a special blanket for when you watch movies or tv on the couch—it’s fuzzy and soft and, while it may not be the thickest of blankets, it provides the most warmth when the two of you are under it, snuggling up together.
  • If it’s the middle of the day, pls expect Kuroo to reference That 70s Show and tell you he can’t control the weather. Before he gives you whatever hoodie he brought. “DAMN Jackie, I can’t control the weather!”




Originally posted by volleygifs

  • Attending formal events with Akaashi is his favorite.
  • He gets the pleasure out of seeing you dressed to the nines, but there’s no mistake, you’re freezing in that dress, no matter which one it is.
  • He makes it a point to always wear a three piece suit, just so that he can give you the blazer to ease the goosebumps on your arms.
  • On a regular day, Akaashi can always find you curled under a weighted blanket, searching for warmth but never quite finding your reprieve.
  • So he just lays on you.
  • Not cuddling, not wrapping his arms around you. Akaashi just lays as much of his body over you as he can without crushing you, allowing the blanket to provide majority of the heat.
  • On cold winter days, sometimes even in fall, the fireplace is lit and he’s got hot apple cider just waiting for you.
  • Piping hot with a stick of cinnamon just like him



  • Iwaizumi definitely ordered an extra team hoodie for you, though it’s in his size because he knows you’d rather drown in the fabric than have something form fitting for warmth.
  • Definitely the kind of S/O that double checks to make sure you’ve got a scarf, gloves, and a hat on a cold winter day.
  • Shit you have nearly all of his hats anyway; he thinks you look better in them than he does.
  • He keeps a blanket in his locker just in case you get cold during lunch and no you can’t change my mind on that.
  • Iwaizumi is the most considerate mfer and I love him and he definitely is the one who rubs his hands over your arms when you say you’re cold.
  • Oddly enough, he likes the winter months. Especially taking walks at night and just watching the way light reflects on the snow, but he knows you get cold very easily.
  • So on nights he wants to go for a walk, he grabs a couple thermoses of hot chocolate, complete with marshmallows and whipped cream for you, and holds one of your hands while the other cradles the drink to your lips every third of a second just to find warmth.

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anonymous asked:

hi! can you make a drabble or fic or hc about Shoto's S/O using vibrator in public and it being controlled by him? Thank you!

I decided to do headcanons for this since things just worked out better that way. I hope you like them! 

Warnings: NSFW, toys (public and private use), mentions of overstimulation, obviously Shouto is aged-up

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anonymous asked:

Time for sins >:) Kylo’s needy ass on a family trip. Spending all day with his siblings around, and the stuff they’re doing is fun and all but he can’t handle seeing his babe in a swimsuit and not being able to immediately leave to have sex lmao 🍁


Originally posted by spellman

He’s frustrated, you can tell.

It’s in the way his gaze lingers, the ways his scowl remains firmly in place as his brothers laugh and joke around him, as you laugh and tease them back. It’s in the way his hands clench and unclench, even when they’re holding your own.

You’re in the ocean, the whole fucking family gone on a fun beach vacation to celebrate your birthday, and he was losing his fucking mind. It had only been two days out of the five day trip, and he didn’t know how much more he could handle. The way that you looked in your swimsuit, salt water glittering on your skin and in your hair, sand clinging to you where he can’t because people would see and he can’t have people seeing –

It makes his muscles tense, just being near you like this, so close but unable to touch you the way he wants to, especially with how you and the boys are all sharing one hotel room. It’s murder, holding you tight at night but not being able to do more than silently grind his cock against your ass, anything else entirely too inappropriate.

Not that he wouldn’t risk it. He would, if he thought you’d let him.

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A one-shot for @beebeebombam ‘s fantastic Lady Fairy AU

So, I feel like Gabriel would be using the Ladybug, so that he could better counter Chat Noir’s power. As such, he has the Ladybug, not the butterfly, which was given to Marinette. I wrote this because I was bored and it popped into my head. Enjoy!

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