he's usually really sweet to him and i love that

Braids 💆

Originally posted by ohbabyyeah

A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this! It’s the longest I’ve written on this blog and I’d really appreciate the feedback here  – I’m most likely doing a Part 2 depending on how you all like it. Enjoy :)

Harry loved family reunions.

Amongst the bickering cousins and lurid pitter-patter of children, he often found himself feeling at peace as his folks filled him in on all the stories he’s missed out on. He’d laugh about his jittery uncle who nearly burnt his eyebrows off from an old barbecue, nodding approvingly as his aunt gushes about her eight year old who’s just won the flashy new title of spelling bee champion. He likes the way they treat him too. With adoration in their eyes, resurrecting from the years they’ve watched him as a young boy (instead of the usual gaze of stardom he’s used to). He almost, if not, especially enjoys the way they admire his success, not as an ego-booster, but as a way of praising Anne for his upbringing, despite the major gossip that briefly tainted his mother’s name around her first divorce.

But even in a house packed with his most favourite people, he would always feel relatively exhausted from the length of the reunion, a full four days he’d reckoned. It was unfair really, he loved his crazy family, but he always felt like he had to put on his best face, never getting his usual dose of solitude to rejuvenate.

So when Harry first invited you to join him, he hadn’t quite expected you to be so patient with his family.

“Yes, he is very handsome,” you’d chuckle, “but we’re only friends.”

“You’re sweet, love, but I think this little girl wins the beauty contest, hmm?”

“Right, he is very good with kids.”

“M’only in uni, ma’am, so I’ve got a few good years before settling down.”

Keep reading


So dating this human marshmallow would include:

  • probably has a cheesy photo of you two as his lock screen from your first date 
  • and your name saved as something equally as cheesy like “my baby” or “beautiful”
  • his nicknames for you would include: “babe”, “baby”, “love” and his favorite one “kitten” 
  • would melt if you call him “oppa” 
  • insists that you dance with him even if you’re bad at it
  • making fun of his british accent, but he still does it because he loves seeing you smile 
  • loves hugging you and would cling to you like Seonho clings to Minhyun a koala when you two are alone 
  • holds your hand all the time, no matter when or where or who you’re with
  • like literally 
  • you would be sleeping and he still has his fingers interlocked with yours
  • complaining about how he spends more time with his cats than with you 
  • “but babeeee, the cats need my attention” 
  • “but i need it too” 
  • “aww come here and let’s all cuddle”
  • so you end up watching harry potter for the 10th time with him and his cats
  • falling asleep on the couch 
  • and waking up to daniel sleeptalking 
  • he would probably say the most random things like 
  • “hurry, hurry we need to go before they come” 
  • “who comes?” 
  • “they are gonna steal it, hurry hurry” 
  • “babe wake up, you’re dreaming”
  • “nooo, they stole my cereal Y/N !!”
  • and you always mock him for it “No ThEy StOlE mY cErEAl Y/N” 
  • and he shakes his head like “why am i even dating you” 
  • but he loves you so much he would do anything for you 
  • your mom adores him, she thought he was perfect the moment you first took him home
  • always asks you about him on the phone
  • “how’s daniel doing? you didn’t upset the poor boy, right ?” 
  • “what if he upsets me mom ?!” 
  • “nonsense, how could that boy do anything bad” 
  • “HELLO MOTHER-IN-LAW !!” *daniel screaming in the back* 
  • playing video games and him accusing you of cheating when he loses, but you’re just that good
  • “you lost, you’re doing the dishes for a week”
  • “i call for a re-match!” 
  • and he loses again and now he has to do the dishes for two weeks
  • fighting with sungwoo over daniel almost every day
  • “he is mine !”
  • “but he is my boyfriend!” 
  • “please… there is enough kang daniel for everybody” 
  • “shut up Kang, this is not about you” 
  • and Daniel has to bring Jisung over to calm you and Sungwoo for the 5th time that week
  • you would have super chill dates with sungwoo included, like picnics in the park or going to cute little coffee shops or festivals in the summer and ice-skating in the winter 
  • grocery shopping is hectic and you’re always fighting over what to buy
  • cause Daniel wants more stuff for his cats
  • but you need new make-up
  •  so Jisung is always there shoving the shopping list in your faces 
  • midnight runs to the store cause you’re hungry and he is sweet by offering to go
  • but calls you after 5 minutes cause 
  • “baby i just found the cutest cat outside your apartment”
  • “DANIEL NO” 
  • “but it’s so adorable, come see it” 
  • so you go and see a small fluff ball being hugged by a big fluff ball, but you still don’t agree cause he has 4 other cats to take care of
  • “pleaseeeee?” 
  • “noooo”
  • “but…” 
  • “no”
  • “pleaseeeeee”
  • and so you adopt another child and you can already hear daniel giving him weird names
  • well now this boy right here
  • would love it if you wear lingerie, especially in cute colors like pink or white and probably kitten collars with thigh high stockings 
  • i feel like he would be into pet-play and would let you call him daddy if he knew you liked it 
  • he really knows what he’s doing in bed + high stamina from being a dancer = sore mornings for you
  • you didn’t even need to tell him what you like and he already knew all of your soft spots and how to make you tremble under his touch 
  • likes holding your hands above your head as he kisses your neck and your collarbone 
  • lots of biting like you’re lips, neck, chest, thighs literally anywhere
  • teasing, i think he would enjoy teasing you, like kissing you slowly and taking his time kissing you and caressing your skin
  • “Daniel hurry up”
  • “Patience, kitten”
  • really good at giving, knows how to make good use of that tongue
  • always keeps his hands on your hips as he kisses the inside to your thighs and your core 
  • would let you ride his face 
  • likes looking at you as he pleasures you so he would want to do it in front of mirrors 
  • usually really sweet and loving; holds your hands even then and probably maintains eye contact and gives you assuring smiles 
  • “you’re so beautiful baby”
  • can turn rough and super dominant at times 
  • like if you’re teasing him on purpose while you’re out with his friends then good luck when you get home 
  • he would have you face down as he’s thrusting into you from behind
  • likes slapping your ass and pulling your hair as he whispers “I love you” into your ear 
  • you’re gripping the sheets trying not wake your neighbours 
  • but he wants to hear you scream his name so he goes even harder 
  • and you can’t hold it in anymore so you just let it go and yell his name 
  • “that’s right, kitten. tell everyone who you belong to.” 
  • would be a mess when receiving 
  • lots of heavy breathing and grunts 
  • with soft, inaudible moans 
  • but you enjoy teasing him too so you just kiss his erection through his boxers while massaging it 
  • so he starts complaining and begging until you finally take him in your mouth 
  • and then he turns silent and is biting his lips while grabbing the sheets 
  • “baby… i… i’m close” 
  • never fails to say “I love you” after he finished
I Hate You (Harry Hook X Reader)

Originally posted by lavendertitties

A/N: I was actually really happy with how this one turned out. I hope you guys like it xxx
Request: Yes!
What about about something with Harry and the daughter of Meg and Hercules? Idk with that wit I feel like they would be a good pair ya know!
Words: 3700 (Holy shit this was a lot longer than planned)
Warnings: Swearing and Fluff

“Ben! I said no. Which word don’t you understand?”
“Come on Y/N, I’m desperate. What am I supposed to do? Turn him away?”
“Come to think of it that’s not such a bad idea”
You knew something was up when Ben called you to his office that morning, he only had meetings there when he wanted something from you. And sure enough, there you were, being sucked into some plan you wanted nothing to do with.
“Y/N it’s not permanent! Just until we make some other arrangements” he said, looking at you with wide eyes, a tactic that usually caused you to cave in.
“I don’t see why it always has to be me!” You fired back, crossing your arms over your chest in protest.
You refused to back down. Being the daughter of Hercules and Meg meant you were fiercely competitive in a way that was often confused for blatant stubbornness, and felt less than enthusiastic to take orders from somebody else. You liked to make your own rules.
“Well, you’re the only student left who doesn’t have a room-mate”
“Fine. Then I’ll take Uma. She seems to just want to keep to herself which is perfectly fine by me.”
You didn’t mind really compromising too much, you’re mothers nature as much of a part of your personality as your father’s.
“She’s rooming with Mal and Evie”.
You spluttered and tried to stop yourself from laughing, knowing full well that living arrangement wouldn’t last for long.
“Queen of hearts daughter?”
“With Lonnie”
You rolled your eyes and sighed
“Okay then, never mind. What about Gil? Gil seems pretty harmless”
“With Jay and Carlos”
“Leah Gothel?”
“Staying with Jane”
“Come on Ben, work with me! What about… um … I don’t know … Hayley Facilier?”
“She’s with Audrey. Look Y/N, I’m only asking because there’s no other option. We’re all out of rooms!”.
You tapped your feet, there was no way you were giving up that easily.
“I swear there’s a rule about boys and girls having separate rooms”
“ Y/N, I’m King, I make the rules”
You huffed once more, taking another deep breath before making a decision you knew you’d regret.
“Okay fine! I’ll room with the pirate!” Ben’s eyes lit up  "What did you say his name is again?“
“Harry. Harry Hook. Thanks Y/N! You won’t regret this!” He said, grabbing your shoulders and pulling you to your dorm.
‘Hmmm” you answered, not entirely convinced the King was right.

You stopped and turned to Ben one more time before opening your dorm door.
“This is going to end badly,” you said flatly.
‘You’ve already said that"
“Yeah, well it seemed worth repeating”.
He chuckled at you, clearly thinking you were joking. You weren’t.
“Come on. He can’t be that bad,” Ben replied, opening the door for you and peering inside your dorm. He nearly jumped out of his skin. “Oh ..wow! This is, well… Different”.
Different was an understatement. You felt your blood start to boil as a you were faced with a tall, red leather jacket clad brunette, swing from your light fitting, painting a red line onto the ceiling that travelled down the walls and across the floor. Most of the walls were tagged with black and red graffiti reading “We ride with the tide” and the floors were already cluttered with miscellaneous pirate paraphernalia. It was safe to say you lost your cool.
“WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE TO MY ROOM!” You screamed charging towards the boy, leaving Ben sheepishly in the doorway.
He dropped from the ceiling so he was stood in front of you, twirling a paintbrush in one hand, a silver hook in the other.
“I decided to make some, how do I put this, improvements. Didn’t think yeh’d mind” He grinned at you taking another step towards you, putting his face uncomfortably close yours. “The names Harry Hook … And you are?”
“GOING TO KILL YOU!” You pushed him backwards “Get this off my walls right now!” You yelled gesturing to the spray paint covering every surface as you charged around the dorm.
“Aren’t ye just a ray of bloody sunshine” he retorted, whistling an unfamiliar tune as he strutted over towards you. “Oh, and seeing as we are skipping the introductions, I thought I’d tell yeh, you’re on my side of the room darlin’ ”.
Your eyes darted towards the pirate, to Ben, and then to the red line, separating one section to the other room to the other. He couldn’t be serious.
“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me” you muttered, starting to square up to Harry who was still grinning at you like a lunatic. He reached forwards, biting the air in front of you.
“Trust me when I say that I don’t do jokes” he replied, barely above a whisper, pushing his hook into the centre of your chest. You shoved it away.
“Ben!” You yelled expecting the King to say something, anything that would be of any use to the situation. He didn’t.
“Well, I’ve got to be going” Ben replied nervously, starting to walk away “I’ll leave you two to… um.. work things out for yourselves”
“Ben! Don’t you dare walk away from me right now!” You shouted after him but it was too late, he was already gone.
“I wouldn’t waste your breath princess, he’s gone”
“I’m not a princess” you growled, charging towards the door after Ben “I’m the daughter of Hercules which makes me a goddess” you added pointedly.
“Ooo, I’m so incredibly sorry your Royal highness. Do forgive me for forgetting to bow down” he replied sarcastically pretending not to have heard you, waving his hook flamboyantly before curtsying.
“I’M NOT A FUCKING PRINCESS! Now look! In fact you know what.. Forget this.”
You charged out of the room but stuck your head, back around the door frame. “This isn’t over Hook”
“Ready for round two when you are…” He paused for a second and smirked “… Princess”
You screamed at him as you stormed down the hallway, knowing full well that life just got a whole lot more difficult.

When you returned to your room later that night, you vowed to prepare for an all out war. Harry Hook was by far the most snarky, inconsiderate human being you had ever met and despite the fact that, yes you found him wildly physically attractive, you wanted him as far away from you as humanly possible. Your plan, as genius as it was, was relatively simple. Annoy the shit out of him until he had no choice but to leave. It was going to be fun.

The pirate pulled himself up from his from his bed, clutching at his ears, glaring at you through the darkness. Struggling to stand up properly, he reached for the light switch, flooding the dorm room with light. There you were, casually vacuuming the carpet in the middle of the night, making sure to create as much noise as humanly possible.
“I THOUGHT, YOU KNOW THE PLACE COULD DO WITH A LITTLE CLEAN UP,” you yelled, competing for your voice to be heard above the whirring of the vacuum.
You smirked to yourself, the look on Harry’s face was priceless, a mixture of anger and pure confusion.
“Nope!” You said in a sing song voice, continuing to move the vacuum up and down across the carpet.
“Y/N I said turn it off now!” Harry growled, charging towards you and taking it from your hands.
“You know, I don’t find you at all intimidating while you’re stood in pyjamas with tiny pirate ships on them” you cooed at him, squeezing his cheeks “Coochy Coochy coo!”
Harry looked down at himself, bare chested wearing only a pair of rather embarrassing shorts. You chuckled at his scowl.
“I could hurt yeh” he said, pulling himself closer and teasing through your hair with his hook “My enemies don’t usually last this long before I hook their pretty little faces”
“Oh how sweet of you! You must really love me then because the last time I checked my face was still in tact”.
You placed a piece of gum you were chewing on the end of his hook and danced on back to bed.
“You’ll regret doing this Y/N,” he said bitterly, pulling the vacuum chord and trudging back over to his bed.
“Sure I will. Right, well I do love having these little chats with you but I have an important meeting with Fairy Godmother in the morning so I’m going to sleep”
With that the lights turned out and you collapsed backwards into bed, feeling slightly accomplished.
“You don’t know what you’ve started princess” whispered the pirate inaudible “You don’t know what you’ve started”

King Ben didn’t really know what to expect when he trudged back up to Y/N’s dorm room the following morning. There had been noise complaints all night from neighbouring rooms on the same wing so he had guessed they still hadn’t worked out their very apparent  differences. He knocked on their door but after no reply he pushed it open himself. He had no idea what to say when he walked in on you pelting Harry with your shoes.
“I swear down Hook where are they?” You howled, picking up a flip flop and throwing it in Harry’s general direction.
He dodged it, virtually crying from laughter as you continue to stomp about.
“I have absolutely no idea what yeh talking about Y/N” he chuckled, clearly lying, catching a high heel and lobbing it back towards you.
“Harry! Please! I have to go, where are my shoes?” You begged, trying to reason with him.
“They’re all over the bloody place!” Neither of you had even noticed Ben standing there observing your thought-provoking behaviour.
Harry convulsed with laughter again until a ballet pump hit him in the face mid-flight.
“Now was that really necessary Princess?”
“I’M NOT A PRINCESS FOR THE LAST TIME!” You yelled at him, finally deciding that you would just have to go barefoot.
You spotted Ben “I told you this was a bad idea” you said, waggling your finger at him. The poor King was speechless.
“Prin-cess, prin-cess,prin-cess…” Harry started chanting in a whisper, causing you to shoot round and glare at him. He was still smirking.
“It’s okay Harry,” You said as you left with Ben, “Because last night, after I finished vacuuming, I fed your pirate hat through the paper shredder”

You and Harry refused to speak to each other until the next morning, when you continued your plan to irritate Harry until he had no choice but to move out. Subtlety was key in your opinion, so all of your moves were small and calculated.
“Morning Harry” you said as sweetly as you could manage, “I made you coffee”.
The boy, furrowed his eyebrows, confused by the gesture but took the mug anyway.
‘You ever hear of a little bit of gratitude?“ You mumbled as you made your way into the bathroom to brush your teeth.
“Apparently not. Please, enlighten me. Give me the benefit of ye vast wisdom” he replied sarcastically, following you.
“Keep rolling your eyes Hook, you might find your brain back their”. You ran your toothbrush under the tap as he winked at you through the bathroom mirror.
He took a sip of his coffee.
“Did you?” He spat the whole thing out “Ye petty little shit. Replacing sugar with salt. I bet ye finding this so very funny aren’t yeh” Harry said completely deadpan.
“Hilarious actually” you remarked, putting the toothpaste onto the bristles and starting to brush your teeth.
“You know what’s even more hilarious?” He started, so you turned your head to face him. The corners of his lips tugged up into a smirk. “Last night, I used your toothbrush”        

“Ben I can’t do this anymore!” You complained to your best friend as you headed to the Tourney fields.
“What do you mean?”
“I woke up this morning to find that he had covered the entirety of my side of the room in pink post it notes, including me, when I was sleeping!” you said, throwing your hands up in the air
Ben gave you a stern look.
“Y/N you’re even worse. Yesterday, when you took his hook, he spent the whole day traipsing around campus with a pirate map you gave him, trying to find it. After all that you’d hidden it under his bed!”
“That was pretty funny though” you said, trying to contain your giggles.
“See you’re just as bad as each other. If I didn’t know any better I’d think you even liked him”
You punched the King in the arm playfully. As much as you wanted it not to be true, you had a sneaking suspicion that Ben was right. All you could think about was Harry, whether it was good or bad, and in some very strange way you began growing fond of the pirate. It was very worrying and you wanted more than anything for it to stop
“Ben you don’t know anything”

You returned back to your room that night, carrying the next stage of the plan. Smiling to yourself as you propped open the door with one hand, cradling Harry’s surprise with the other.
“Honey I’m home!” You screeched jokingly.
“Aren’t I just over the moon” Harry replied, jumping up from the sofa holding one of my dresses which he had cut holes into.
Then he looked at me.
“What the hell are ye holding?”
“Oh this,” you said, setting it down on the floor “This Harry is a cat.”
The kitten looked at me before darting off, springing up onto the window sill and curling up into a ball to sleep.
“I know it’s a fucking cat Y/N.  I want to know why ye brought it into our room” he said, quieter than you would have expected, bringing his face extremely close to yours again. You could feel his breath against you skin.
“Do you always use flirting as an intimidation technique or is it just me who’s personal space you invade on a daily basis”
“Y/N! I’m allergic to cats”
“Oh really! I never knew that.” You lied.
Of course you knew, that was the whole reason you got the cat in the first place.
“Mr Shnookem’s is staying exactly where he is”
“I’m telling ye now Y/N, the first time you take yeh eyes of that thing I’ll…”
You pushed your index finger to his lips, taking him by surprise.
“ Shhh I don’t want to hear it Harry”
You dropped your hand and walked to Mr Shnookem’s, just as he sneezed hysterically, giggling to yourself as you felt his eyes burn into you.

*Short time skip to the end of the week*

“Geez Y/N, with the amount of times you scream my name a day next door probably think we are…”
“What have you done with him?”
You had woken up to find Mr Shnookem’s was no longer sat at the foot of your bed like he did every night, and had spent the whole morning searching for him. You had checked everywhere the kitten could have wander off to, to no avail, with Harry being the only logical culprit for his disappearance.
“Yeh not seriously talking about that mangey cat are ye?” He asked barely looking up from the bowl of cake he was eating
“That cat never did anything to you” you spat “Well, tell me! What have you done with him?”
Harry raised an eyebrow at you, still not moving.
“I didn’t touch the stupid thing. Ye probably scared it off with ye non-stop scre…”
“I HATE YOU!” You slammed your hands down on the table Harry was sat at.
You loved that cat and were becoming more concerned and annoyed at Harry every second he refused to tell you where it’d gone. Harry slammed his bowl full of cake down and stood up, to stare you in the eye.
“Oh, ye hate me?” The pirate began “Join the club! There are weekly meetings at the corner of Fuck You Street and Kiss my Ass Boulevard”
“And to think I was finally warming up to the idea of becoming friends with you,” You said, but the tone was far more dispirited than you had expected it to be.
You turned and started to trudge away, before the pirate could see you tear up.
“Can ye stop accusing me for one min… Wait, are ye crying?” Harry’s voice softened towards the end of his sentence, a hint of confusion etched into the Scottish accent.
As much as you tried, you couldn’t help but cry. You looked back at Harry with blurry eyes, watching his shift in demeanour as he tried to work out what to do about the situation.
“I want my cat back!” You wailed like a toddler, your face crumpling as you wiped your running nose, no longer caring what he thought of you.
Harry dropped his smirk and instinctively pulled you into a hug, wrapping his strong arms around, and stroking the back of your head.
“Ye know I really didn’t do anything to him” he started, squeezing you a little tighter. “But if that stupid cat means that much to ye, I’ll help ye find it”
You shuffled backwards a little, looking up at Harry who towered slightly above you.
“Thanks,” you said meekly “I’d like that”.

Harry took your hand as you scowered the grounds of Auradon Prep for the runaway cat, purposefully ignoring your gaze as your palms brushed beside one another. It had become dark by now so the two of you began calling out for the kitten, pointing a torch in the direction of any trees or bushes where he could have been hiding.
“MR SHNOOKEM’S!” Harry called out, “Ye couldn’t have picked a more ridiculous name now could ye?”
“Hey! I think it’s cute,” you defended “Ridiculous, yes, but cute. MR SHNOOKEMS!”
“Sounds like somebody I know” the pirate mumbled.
“Did you jus…”
“MR SHNOOKEMS!” Yelled Harry cutting you off mid-sentence.
Your eyes lingered on Harry’s face, fixated on the blue of his eyes. He caught you smiling at him.
“What?” He asked.
“Nothing it’s just, maybe you’re not as bad as I thought”
“Are ye softening up to me Y/N?” Harry joked, a hint of cheekiness leaking back into his accent.
“Shut it! The word bad is still in the sentence” You laughed, lacing your fingers tighter with his.
“Oh thank god! I would have had to cancel my war plans if not. Ye should see what I have planned for tomorrow”  
“Of all the possible villains, why did I have to get you?” You sighed theatrically, clearly joking.
'Of all the princess’s why did I have to get…“
At the mention of the word princess you shoved Harry backwards, causing him to stumble and fall head first into one of the flowerbeds surrounding the castle. You burst into hysterical laughter, before offering a hand to the pirate, who was whispering profanities to himself
“Yeh way stronger than you look ye kn… Well, well well, look what we have here!”
From the flower bed Harry pulled a very scruffy but easily recognisable Mr Shnookem’s, scooping it up in his arms and handing him you. Immediately, you nuzzled your face into the cats fur, wrapping it in a warm embrace. A beaming smile spread across both of your faces, as the two of you let out an ecstatic cheer, Harry grabbing one of your hands to twirl around in glee, celebrating at your success.
“We found him!” You giggled.
“I found him,” Harry corrected, sticking his tongue out at you and reeling you in closer with the hand he had been spinning you with
You pouted.
“I love you” you said, barely above a whisper.
“If ye tell that damn cat ye love him one more time, I swear I’ll…”
“I wasn’t talking about to the cat”
There was an uneasy silence that seemed to last a lifetime
“Y/N, your lip’s bleeding”
“How can that possibly matter?,” you said panicked at the confession you accidentally made and the fact that Harry wasn’t reacting “Did you not hear what I just sa..”
He didn’t give you time to react before he leaned in and kissed you, a subtle taste of metallic blood lingering across your lips. He ran his hand down your neck and along your collarbone, pulling away and blinking at you. You flung yourself into his arms, Mr Shnookem’s and all, letting go of the remaining reservations you had about the pirate boy . You ran your fingers along Harry’s cheekbones, down his chest and curving onto his back, tracing the contours of his shoulders blades. You felt him shudder slightly at your touch creating a the buzz of electricity. You reached for his hand, pressing your thumb against his wrist as he snuggled into your hair. You could feel the blood going through his veins, an indicator of how fast his heart was beating.
Neither of you moved until the kitten climbed between the two of you and began to lick Harry’s face. You laughed a little.
“See, Mr Shnookem’s does like you”
“I’m still allergic to the bloody thing” Harry shot back, pushing you playfully by the shoulder to get the cat away from him.
“It’s a good job I picked up these for you then,” You said, reaching into you back pocket and shaking a tub of allergy medication at Harry.
He titled his head at you, staring into your eyes with a mixture of curiosity and amusement.
“What?” You said, picking at a thread on your jumper nervously  "You forgot to pick up your prescription”
Harry let out a hearty belly laugh and wrapped you back into a hug, squeezing you until you have to pull away for air.
“Daughter of Hercules”
“Son of Hook”
“I. Love. You”. Harry brushed his lips gently against your forehead sending you into another fit of giggles.
“Does this mean we can get rid of the red line in our dorm room now?”
“Ye know what, that doesn’t sound like the worse idea”

sweet shop ➹ peter parker

summary : to put it simply, peter parker doesn’t like candy that much, but somehow he keeps finding himself at the same candy shop in manhattan, and it’s definitely not because of the cute worker always standing behind the counter at precisely four in the afternoon. definitely not.

wc : 1.6k

author’s note : if there’s typos my bad i don’t proofread i’m lazy

  “The freckly dork with the sweet eyes is back.” It’s the first thing you hear when you walk into work that afternoon, four o’clock sharp as usual, fiddling with the strap of your apron with the shop name scrawled across the front in lovely cursive letters. You lift your gaze from the cash register toward the aisle you’ve noticed he wanders in most frequently- not that you’ve really been noticing the cute boy of course- and find him through the throng of people, though he’s quite easy to spot considering he’s shuffling awkwardly through stacks of chocolate whilst blatantly staring at you. You’re not sure he even realizes what he’s doing until you lift your hand in a tentative wave and his entire  face pretty much glows pink as he smiles back nervously and he knocks into a display shelf. 

  “Poor kid is smitten,” your coworker sighs with a smirk plastered on her face as she unties her own apron and slips into the backroom to hang it up. “Does he even know your name? Do you know his?” 

    You wave her off dismissively. “My name is on my name tag, I’m sure he knows it. He never buys anything, anyway. He just… like, lingers here.” You shrug. “He’s cute so I let him stay.” 

   She throws her head back and lets out a laugh, returning her scrutinizing gaze back toward the boy with the precariously gelled hair who is hastily trying to restock the shelf he knocked over while simultaneously stumbling into another one. You wince at him, trying not to stare because god, he’s the cutest thing you’ve ever seen but he reminds you of a baby deer learning to walk for the first time in the clumsiest, messiest way imaginable. “He comes here to gawk at you, dumbass. His eyes never stray,” she places a hand mockingly on her heart as you roll your eyes toward her. You flash a jovial smile to a customer when they approach you to ring up their order before turning back to your friend. 

   “Should I talk to him?” You inquire, placing the money in the correct slots of the register. You glance back up at him as he holds his hands out in front of a chocolate, silently pleading with it to stay put so he stopped looking like an absolute moron in front of you. He looks back at you and this time waves back a little, running a hand through his hair in an attempt to appear cooler than he actually was. “I’m gonna talk to him.” You say, not waiting for your friend to divulge her own opinion on the matter. 

   She shrugs, slipping on her jean jacket and grabbing her purse. “You’ve always been a sucker for the dorky, in need of help, doe eyed type of guys.” You swat at her shoulder playfully but she dodges it, winking at you before walking around the counter and lightly patting the boy on the shoulder as she makes her grand departure. He looks around in confusion until he sees your friend gesturing toward you. 

   “Scotty, can you cover for me for just a sec?” You call, your face turning to the backroom of the store while Scott, your other coworker, emerges from it. He gives you a scowl, brown eyes narrowed, though you know its playful. To avoid song quite conceited, you don’t admit it often, but you’re pretty much everyone’s favorite employee. “Thanks babes.” He takes your place at the register, and despite the tattoos and nose ring he sports, his smile is practically contagious. He’s another favorite among the customers just because of how pleasant and charming he is. 

    Peter, though you don’t known his name just yet, watches as you exit your position at the register and hastily tries to make himself look busy standing in front of the same selection of candy that’s he been for fifteen minutes now. He picks up a chocolate bar, pretending to examine it as thoroughly as possible when you lean against the stand next to him. His palms feel sweaty. “I- I was gonna buy something eventually, you know, one of these days. I swear.” He practically shoves the Hershey’s bar in your face, but you lightly push his hand back. “I’m just- I’m, um, very, very indecisive.” 

   You laugh a little. “Um, it’s fine. That’s not even what I came over here for.” You scratch the back of your neck for a second, an anxious habit because suddenly, you’re pretty nervous standing in front of a sweetly awkward boy with possibly the nicest eyes you’ve ever seen and the cutest shy smile that he seems to be trying to maintain desperately. 

   “Oh.” He nods, heat crawling up his cheeks as he sidesteps out of your view. “I- I- I- um, sorry for blocking something, I probably am-” 

   “You’re not,” you assure him. Peter can feel his heart squeeze tightly when you take a step closer toward him, but your smile is the least intimidating thing he’s ever come across. It’s gentle. He appreciates the gentleness of it. “So, um, what’s your name?” It doesn’t come out as smooth as you would have liked it to, but Peter grins back at you like you’ve just asked him the greatest question in the universe. 

   “I’m Peter,” he replies, running a hand through his hair again in a way similar to your own nervous tick of rubbing the back of your neck. “Uh, Peter Parker, he repeats, not knowing if you wanted his last name or not. 

   Scott, across the room, cups his hands around his mouth and calls toward you, “Y/N, if you’re gonna flirt with that kid, at least reorganize the shelves, too!” You turn around to give Scott the finger. To be honest though, you’re also turning around to mask the embarrassment on your face. 

    Peter steps out of the way again so you can stand in front of the mess he had already created just a few minutes before. “I’m Y/N, in case you didn’t catch that.” Peter likes the little disconcerted expression you’re donning now. He’s glad that he’s not the only one flustered here, and in an odd way, it makes him feel a little more confident when talking to you, the same person he’s been trying to gather the courage to hold a conversation with for the two weeks. 

   “I knew that already,” he says. Then, realizing the odd way you’re looking at him suddenly, he continues, “because of, you know, the uh, name tag. Your name tag. It has your name on it. So, that’s how I know.” Another nervous smile flashed toward you. 

   “Oh, yeah,” you look down at it. You continue stacking the shelves in the proper manner. “You really did a number on these,” you wave your hand toward the shelves. “Tell me, how’d you manage to knock down two different shelves in under five minutes and put everything back in a way not even remotely close to the way they were before?” 

   He knows you mean it lightheartedly, but he still blushes even deeper than before. “Hey, at least I tried,” he answers defensively. “But, um, I don’t even really know. I think you made me nervous. You- you waved at me.” He glances down at his shoes, shuffling his feet again. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that, he thinks to himself. He misses the beam you give him, secretly pleased with yourself for having that effect on him. It was flattering. 

    “I made you nervous?” You raise an eyebrow at him, and he nods. “That’s cute, Peter. I’m not much to get nervous over, though. Trust me.” You turn your back on the display shelf just in time for Peter to shake his head at you. 

    “I’ve been coming in here for two weeks now, and I haven’t bought anything because I’m too nervous to go up to the register and talk to you. So yeah, you are. Something to get nervous over, I mean.” You knew what he meant, but he had a habit of over-explaining every little detail that you found endearing, so you let him talk. “Is that weird? Am I weird?” 

    “Nah.” You reach out to squeeze his hand for literally a millisecond, which irritates him to no end because he kind of wants you to hold on for longer. “Like I said before, it’s kind of cute. You’re a cute kid.” 

   Puffing out his chest a little, he says, “Well, I wouldn’t really call myself a kid, I am fifteen so…” Oddly enough, it’s that comment alone that makes you sort of fall in love with him in that moment, and the way he so terribly wants to impress you. There’s no way to describe him other than ridiculously sweet, which is ironic considering you’re standing in a candy shop when he admits that you’re the prettiest person he’s ever laid his eyes on and when he asks for your number, you don’t hesitate to give it to him. 

   It’s the first time he buys something from the store, and he walks out with a stupidly happy grin on his face and approaches Ned with a new bounce in his step. He’s been standing out there for a half hour and patience that was diminishing faster and faster. As they’re walking back to the train so they can go home, Ned eyes Peter as he bites into a chocolate bar. “Peter, you literally hate chocolate, what are you doing?” 

    Peter shrugs, taking another piece off. “This chocolate bar scored me a date and the number of the cutest worker in that store. I’m gonna learn to love it.” 

    “The worker you’ve been stalking for the past two weeks?” 

    “It wasn’t stalking, Ned!” 

    Ned gives Peter an unconvincing nod, but truthfully, he’s glad to see his best friend so excited over someone. It’s been awhile since Liz, and Ned knows Peter deserves to be happy. And boy, is Peter ever so happy, even while he’s eating chocolate that he hasn’t liked since he was seven.

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basketball player!jungkook

author’s note: this is part of a sports series with my girl @wangpuppo (: and a request from one of my cute anonies that i miss. also, the bit with meeting a cute boy in philosophy happened irl and inspired this so heh enjoy!

Originally posted by donewithjeon

  • meet jeon jungkook, power forward of seoul university and computer science major extraordinaire
  • you would think from the size of his thighs and his arms that he was a hockey player but he assures anyone that it’s really just a hobby for him and that basketball actually has his heart
  • his mom is actually the reason how he got acquainted with the sport bc a little before he was born, she was actually a college player with a semi-pro spot ready for her until she met his dad who was actually the waterboy
  • they shyly flirted with one another until some of her teammates locked them in a supply room closet together bc it was so unbearable for everyone else to deal with their feelings (lol) so by the time they were out of the closet they were together and happily so
  • however, come around their final year in college when things go kinda wrong and she ends up pregnant with baby jeon and of course they’re ecstatic but holy shit they haven’t even graduated yet and they’re gonna have a baby and well…. she didn’t go onto the semi-pro team and jeon’s dad did his best to work hard for them while she finished getting her degree WHILE nursing jungkook for 9 months
  • to say the least mama and papa jeon managed to get through the whole ordeal with degrees
  • by the time they graduated, baby jungkook was born and he became the light of their lives and despite their initial struggles they did their best to provide the family and make it as comfortable as they could for him because dammit they brought him into this world, they wanted to make him live well too
  • the comfort of their lives came the moment papa jeon scored a position as a nutritionist and mama jeon became a physical therapist so that’s how jungkook got acquainted with the world of fitness and finding interest in the way his parents could take care of people
  • however, the moment he fell in love with basketball was when he saw his mom’s basketball tapes. all the glorious videos of her scoring that winning shot and zooming around the court with such swiftness and agility he damn near got whiplash from trying to keep up
  • and from that moment on, he wanted to play too
  • of course, his parents were very ecstatic about that and enrolled him in a community team and he excelled so damn quickly
  • for the next nineteen years of his life, he played basketball and loved every damn second of it and along the way he found an interest in computers too. (let’s just say he read a few books that his high school computer teacher gave him and he was determined to take apart a computer and put it back together - he succeeded) and so that is why he has a full ride to SU with a basketball scholarship as a compsci major
  •  anywho, seeing jungkook on the court is honestly a sight because you would expect him to be stomping around, too slow for the muscle all over his body, but jfc no he is so goddamn quick and agile. he could be on one side of the court and somehow end up right in front of the opposing member to block for his teammate to make that shot
  • he’s a great team player really, not much for the glory and usually to himself, but on a handful of occasions he’ll surprise even his members with a half-court shot
  • he doesn’t care much for the glory of the winning shot, just the feeling that basketball gives him when he’s on the court, gaining callouses from the ball, and running around until he can’t seem to feel his calves and god the happiness on his parents’ face always gets to him
  • so yeah, that’s jungkook as a basketball player - a really sweet and hardworking boy who loves to make his parents happy and to make his teammates happy too
  • remember how i mentioned how he’s a compsci major?
  • well, you’re actually a compsci minor because you find computers really fascinating and cool and unfortunately quite a few others do too so it leaves you two at a disadvantage as first years compared to the upperclassmen so you’re both resorted to taking these random General Education (GE) classes i.e intro to philosophy
  • it’s hard not to notice jungkook that’s for sure, especially when he’s lugging around his sports bag and when he’s cute as all hell in your honest opinion
  • you once told this to your friends and they never let you down about it either. honestly they’d tell you when he’d walk in or try and get you to sit by him but the closest you’ve ever gotten was probably sitting one person away and that was on the final exam day
  • on a few occasions you two would actually inadvertently glance at one another during your discussion (dear god none of your friends let you live, best believe that) but you were always too shy to approach him and he was actually quite shy himself because let’s face it baby boy is a shy nugget who only knows basketball and comp sci and some philosophy (barely tho lol but it’s okay cuz you knew the bare minimum too)
  • anyway, that quarter you didn’t get to know him as you wished and both of you ended up regretting that because damn y’all thought each other was cute. for him it was especially seeing you laugh with your friends and for you it was that little perplexed expression on his face when the professor would mention soundness and the theories about the concepts and dshgjds yeah you really wished you had taken that chance to tell him he was cute on the last day like you initially planned but was too chicken to do
  • but guess what?
  • the next quarter you see him in your intro to computers class and somehow you two end up seated by one another and although there’s no seating chart, it just becomes a thing that this is that person’s seat the moment they sit there more than twice and so you both are seated not too far from one another
  • your hair is a slight mess and your eyes are puffy while you sip your coffee and he looks fairly content albeit sleepy with his hood drawn up and you both don’t even realize it’s each other until hour two of the lab goes by
  • you’re both starting to wake up and looking around at each other cuz people are shuffling around and some are moving closer toward one another and then it strikes you that the kid with slightly ruffled hair is very familiar and then it hits you and you’re just like “wow ok holy shit cute person from that philosophy class!!!!”
  • but this isn’t enough to get you two to start talking to each other
  • that self-established seating chart has already set in notion and so there’s no honest chance in getting to know him from that and so you kinda give up because you’re very sure he probably doesn’t remember you and dammit your TA is standing over your shoulder staring at your codes with narrowed eyes (rip you but he was just playin’ cuz he liked what you had)
  • this whole exchange isn’t to say you both never talk because on this chance encounter of finding out why he lugs that damn nike bag around all the time comes full circle
  • so you do work at the infirmary, usually filing papers and the like since it’s sort of the track for your major and on a particular day comes in jungkook!
  • he looks like he’s in a lot of pain clutching his shoulder and the nurse gets him to do the necessary papers and shovels him off to the doctor who tells him that he has a pretty bad fracture and he won’t be able to play for the rest of the season (at least that’s what they think)
  • reason: some asshole from one of the other teams hit him a little too hard after one too many unnecessary roughness calls and on this blow jungkook fell a little too hard and too awkward for it to just be another minor bruise and yeah :(
  • he’s pretty devastated about this and he has to go through a bunch of testing and whatnot and as an assistant you usually run around making copies until you have to hand off some paperwork for him to fill out
  • prior to this, you noticed how most of his appointments took up his time during the labs and the lectures so you nicely set a copy of your notes with his, adding in things you figured he might need to know from the lecture since he was unable to attend and the moment he receives the large stack his eyes grow wide
  • and you’re like “oh so i remember you from my comp sci class and i figured you might these notes… -oh and those are just basic info that the doctor wanted you to sign off on and the like”
  • he blinks at you, still pretty surprised at your kindness (and totally not freaking out that such a cute person is chatting from him aka the same one he’s wanted to talk to for a while) but he flashes you a small smile (and omg you love it so much) and thanks you
  • coincidentally most of your volunteer shifts are during his appointments and whatnot so you talk every now and then, usually about the notes and eventually about your majors
  • the doctors and the nurses think it’s absolutely adorable so sometimes they let you two chat a little longer than usual just for young love to bloom <3
  • this exchange goes on from some time until he finds the guts to ask for your number when you hand him the large stack of notes in this rushed blurting of words i.e. “soumiwaswonderingificould-maybe-getyournumber??”
  • you: “wait what”
  • he looks down, cheeks quite pink, “can i -um- get your number? since y’know we have comp sci together so it’d be easier to like study for exams and talk about it and stuff…. yeah….”
  • you grin and nod, scribbling it onto one of the notes and the two of you can’t deny the butterflies and erratically beating hearts y’all have going on
  • you both see each other during his check-ups but he’s healing quite quickly thanks to having such strong bones so he may not be out for the rest of the season like they thought thankfully and so when he’s fine and his check-ups are less and less
  • so along the way, you two end up talking day by day even sitting by one another in your comp lecture because you’re semi-friends now and it’s just nice to have someone you know in that class since none of your other friends were interested in comp sci like you so nowadays you’ll text one another about the class and how your days are and those little butterflies emerge whenever you wait for his text or receive a response and you’re just like “dsjghsdjgshdgs”
  • little do you know he’s honestly the same exact way and his roommates jimin and taehyung are always like “???? WHO DAT? :D” and jungkook’s like “lol gtfo bye”
  • anyway, one day you text him about the upcoming final bc you’ll be damned if you miss out on your chance to actually ask his kid out and studying together and he agrees but it’d have to be after his practice and you ask him about his shoulder and if he’ll be good to play at championships
  • and he’s like “oh yah!”
  • and you’re like “o: woah, can i come watch? i haven’t gone to a game and i wanna see you play. prolly treat ya out if you win”
  • and ok, at first he’s a lil’ shy but he says “ok sure, just say you’re with me at the door” and you do and jin (the RA)’s at the entrance like “O: WHAT MY FLOOR CHILD HAS A GIRLFRIEND, THAT PUNK KSJHFJS” but before he can say anything else one of jungkook’s buds urges you to sit by the front and you do until you see jungkook and he looks so nervous, glancing around until his eyes settle on you and he just flashes you a grin and wave which you return as well
  • the game is going by swimmingly and you can’t help but watch jungkook especially because even though he’s the power forward he’s also very conscious of his shoulder which you were extremely worried about until you feel like you can finally breathe when your school wins and you stand with the crowd cheering like crazy
  • out of everyone tho he actually approaches you first with a grin and you’re congratulating him and he feels so elated he really just wants to take you up in his arms and kiss you tbh but he has self control and mercy bc he’s sweating like crazy
  • ngl tho he looks crazy attractive in your opinion
  • anywayy, as you two are talking since you did tell him that you’d buy him food on his win, the rest of the team’s like “yooo kook! party at jackson’s!!!! you in??”
  • and although you’re disappointed you tell him you won’t mind if he goes but he turns to you and says with a grin “nah i got plans already” and jsdkghsjgh the team goes “oOOOOoooooOoooo” but y’all ignore them and he goes “i’ll be back ok? gonna get cleaned up and we can get food?”
  • so you’re content to wait by the locker room for him, grinning af bc holy shit the cute boy you really wanted to get to know last quarter is going to dinner with you!!!!!
  • meanwhile jungkook’s so nervous and stuff cuz he plans on confessing and stuff since it just seems right and his teammates clap him on the back like “yo you got this bro!!!!!!! goood luck tho jin definitely sent him some salty messages and warnings to be safe ahahaha
  • and ok so y’all go to dinner at this nice ramen shop and it’s really great! and you two are laughing your asses off about how this one time oneo f his roomates taehyung got stuck in between the washing machines because he was so certain he could fit and how they had to call the fire department to get the boy loose and yeah ahaha
  • and he’s just in awe with how damn beautiful you look when your laughing and he just blurts out “you have a really nice laugh” when you ask him why he’s staring and you’re like “o: oh thank you…. you do too”
  • and he says “i wanna hear you laugh more and be the reason why you do….” he lets out a deep sigh, appearing a lot more nervous than before, “i like you a lot. i think you’re incredibly cute and i love that you love compsci as much as i do and talking to you these past few weeks have made me happy and god i really wanted to kiss you after the game but i didn’t want to scare you and i feel like this is a lot less eloquent than in my head so i’m sorry”
  • and you’re just in awe because damn you really planned on confessing first but you can’t deny the smile spreading on your face and you tell him “kook, i like you too. and i’d really like it if you kissed me, by the way”
  • and he’s all wide eyed but he grins and after y’all eat and you’re strolling around the city with his arm draped over your shoulders, you guys stop at the top where it overlooks the city lights and on a particular moment when you both are still and quiet and glancing at one another you lean in and do it
  • and it leads to a shocked expression on his face but he lets go of your shoulders and puts his hands on either side of your face and kisses you again
  • and ahh it’s just so damn sweet and neither of you can stop grinning because damn it really worked out as you both hoped
  • dating jungkook entails a lot of visits to his practices after you’re done with volunteering where you’ll come by with ice packs and water and snacks and usually you’ll bring enough snacks for the others who absolutely adore you for that
  • you also have a tendency to fuss over him whenever he overexerts himself because he’s a very big overachiever in sports and academics and sometimes you gotta threaten to withdraw your kisses and affections just to get him to settle down honestly
  • his roommates were so happy to hear how things turned out for you two and they go out of their way to tease him whenever you’re around and dear god Jin
  • well when he found out you two got together, he saw y’all holding hands and he literally sat you both in the lounge, brought out some snacks and just chatted with you
  • to jungkook, this was horrendous but you loved chatting with jin because he’d lay out a bunch of things about kook like how he isn’t the cleanliest and you shouldn’t be surprised to find anything and everything under his bed and how there was one time when jungkook spent an hour googling how to work the washer and dryer were right by the bulletin board in the room and that’s when kook lost it and dragged you away
  • it was then decided that jin approved of you tho
  • bc after the season when everyone is still training after, jungkook’s shoulder was bothering him and he refused to admit that he might’ve overexerted it and you stormed over to the dorm and scolded him for not taking proper care of himself before running around just to grab some ice packs and just a mini kit of dealing with this brat and jin just knew that you’d take care of this kid so he leaves y’all be and even closes the door to the dorm tho you pay no attention as kook starts opening up to you
  • even on days when he feels his worst like he feels like everyone depends on him and he’s not sure if his abilities are good enough since his shoulder’s constantly bothering him and all you think to do is give him words of advice and kissing him to let him know that he isn’t alone
  • because although you count on him, you want to be there to support him and well…. jimin and taehyung aren’t in the room and with the ice pack on his shoulder, you climb atop the bed, sitting on his lap and kissing him with more and more fervor that he reciprocates
  • you convince him to let you take care of him and you do indeed~
  • the one day he actually loses a game (bc hey no ones perfect) and you’re there doing your best to comfort him he just tells you how much he loves you and is grateful for you being there
  • and holy shit this is the first he’s told you this, you tell him you love him too and god he looks significantly happier
  • on days when you’re at your worst, he tries his best to get your mind of it, taking you on walks to your favorite places and carrying you when you’re too tired
  • other days he’ll even forgo practice, finding the frog leaps on the stairs worth it, when he can pick you up after your volunteer shift just to surprise you with snacks and a semi-well made bento box and boba and it’s just so damn sweet ok
  • you and jungkook manage to complement one another in the best way possible and when you’re both overexerting yourselves you’re there for one another to tell each other to chill
  • to say the least, both of y’all have never been more grateful for a philosophy class even if you both suffered incessantly in that damn class

Often when I take Rex with me places, folks seem to think this is for their benefit, that I take her with for them to see and touch. They’re offended when I say “please do not touch her” and walk away when they insist, how dare I not let them touch her- “she’s friendly! You’re touching her! How unfair! Rude!”

Although on one occasion when Rex came with me to therapy, while I was waiting an elderly woman approached me. She said how beautiful Rex was, she even recognized her to be a fancy pigeon. The woman told me about a cockatiel she used to have when she was just a girl, she had heard him singing in a house that had recently been vacated, the owners just left him behind after they moved. So she broke in and took him home, tamed him, and they became inseparable. She brought him everywhere, she marveled at Rex’s diaper and said she wish she’d have one because she was always covered in bird poop (oh do I know the feeling). She became known in her small town as the “bird girl” and all the local stores started keeping bird seed at the counters to give her bird.

The woman told me that she brought her bird to college and that she had to keep him secret. She taught him to fly into the trees while she was at class (this is dangerous, I know) and he would fly back to her when she came out. After she graduated she worked as a bank teller and was allowed to keep him with her, customers that were usuals would bring him gifts and loved when he’d sing at his reflection in the glass.

I got called in before I could hear what happened to him, she wished me luck and commented on how beautiful Rex was again, said how seeing Rex just made her day. Her story was so sweet, and it made me really happy to meet another soul in person who understood the connection we can form with birds…they’re not just dumb animals that are afraid of people, they’re not something mysterious and untouchable. They can be friends, like any dog or cat, and it really makes me think about that post on mammal bias. People who haven’t kept birds don’t seem to realize that they’re anything more than something pretty to look at…

Meeting the Family

Originally posted by davinaclaires

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Request: Tom finally meets your family and he’s really nervous You are from a different country and culture so there are language and cultural barriers and that makes Tom even more nervous. (The request was edited a bit) Requested by @letsgoflyawaybirdie

Word count: 714

A/N: Hope you guys like this imagine. I tried to make it work with as many cultures as possible :)

Bold text is spoken in your language

Today was the day. Tom was going to meet your family. For a week Tom had been googling and studying your country and its culture. He didn’t want to come off as rude or ignorant in front of your family. He studied all the customs in your culture. Should he buy flowers to your family, bring food or a bottle of wine with him? He also tried to learn your language because he knew that some of your family didn’t really speak English that well. He learned some basic things, greetings, how to say ‘thank you’, ‘how are you’ et cetera. He was really nervous. He wanted to make the best first expression he could. Your family was so important to you and such a big part of your life. The last thing he wanted was your parents hating him.

You had a big family and everyone was coming to meet the guy you had fallen in love with. You knew that they were going to love Tom and you tried to get him to relax. You loved how much work he did just to impress your family.

You arrived at your parent’s house and walked to the door. “Tom it’s going to go fine, they are going to love you! Just relax, okay?” You could feel how nervous he was. He just nodded and took a big breath. He had bought your family a beautiful bouquet of flowers and a (way too expensive) bottle of wine.

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BTS - gf candy kissing them.

Request:  I don’t know if this is where reactions requests are sent, hopefully. Can you please do bts and nct127 reaction to gf candy-kissing them 🙈 thank you in advance


You always liked candy-kissing but you never did with Jin. You had a candy in your mouth and Jin was asking for a kiss. Why not?
When your tongues touched, you passed the candy to his mouth. Making him laugh. “Are you really doing this?” He asked. “Sorry, I will not do it anymore.” “NO, let’s do this forever.”


You came near to him and stared at him. “What?” He asked. “Come here, kiss me.” He laughed and don’t say anything. He kissed you and started laughing at what you did. “So sweet, ew!” He said after you kissed. “You love it when I candy kiss you.”


He’s all smiling and shy about it. Usually, he’s the one who do it. But when you came to him and kissed him with a candy, he became super shy. But of course, he loved it and kiss you more and more.


“This is a such teenager thing!” He says laughing after the kiss. “Oh, stop! You love it.” “Well, I’m kissing you, so of course I like it.” “YOU are a thirsty teenager, Namjoon!” “I am.”


“Oh my God, what is this?” He said with his tongue out. “A candy.” “How did he come here?” “Jimin, are you stupid or what?” “OOOOH! You candy kiss me.” “Stupid.”


Tae loves to kiss you, 24/7. You just tried candy kiss him. Because he was going to start a makeout session and he wouldn’t even realize that had a candy in the kiss.


“Babe! Kiss me.” He pulled you by the waist and kissed your lips. You had a candy in your mouth, but so had he. “What, you were going to candy kiss me?” You asked. “Yes, and so did you!” “Bitch, do you want candy kiss a candy kisser?”

Hmm, look, english is not my native language. So I don’t know if that’s the real meaning of “candy kissing,” but I hope it is. If it is not, please tell me!

requests are open, feel free to ask.

Now It's Three In The Morning

Originally posted by notheartbroken

She calls him up for a good time but something’s wrong. //loosely inspired by “why’d you only call me when you’re high” by arctic monkeys. fluffy, not smutty sorry. i was in my feels. 

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anonymous asked:

soft daddy Louis when Harry's had a long/bad day! just wants to make his baby feel good!


Louis’s got a bad habit of falling asleep on the sofa — to be fair, it’s a great sofa — and, consequently, spends a lot of time getting an earful over how awful it is for his back, as if Harry’s not twenty-three going on eighty.

Which is why it’s a bit strange when, rather than being prodded at unceremoniously, Louis awakens to Harry spilling into the tiny space between Louis’s body and the edge of the seat cushion, carefully arranging himself to fit. His arms slide around Louis’s middle, and Louis chuckles as he ducks his chin, buries his nose into Harry’s hair and inhales shampoo and summer-musk.

“You’ll fall, love,” Louis murmurs, even as he winds an arm over Harry and shifts farther back into the couch, tugging Harry in closer. Harry only hums disinterestedly and tilts his chin up with a languid blink.

“Can I have a kiss, Daddy?” he asks. Louis obliges, soft-lipped and easy, brushing his knuckles over Harry’s cheek. He’s been Daddy for years now, but it never stops feeling like a gift, like something he needs to keep safe and secure behind his heart, because Harry’s trusted him to do so.

Eventually, Louis tugs Harry’s head back with his fingers wound into his hair. His brow furrows.

I’ve got a sixth sense for these things, Louis’s joked, always know when my Hazza needs me. My baby.

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Anonymous said: Exo reaction to being in your arms… Like you’re on the couch and they are lying on you with one arm around their shoulders and another stroking their hair… Like a way of showing giving them some comfort..

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A/N ahh, this is so relaxing and cute. thank you for asking such a cute thing Anonie. It’s going to be a little shorter than the others, but i hope you’ll still like!

Kai Eonni ~


This would be something he looks forward to every time he gets time off, or he gets to come home earlier. His favorite place to rest his head would be right above your chest, but below your collar bone. So he can hear your soft beating heart and feel safe, somewhat like a child in his moms embrace. The feeling of your arms circling him and your hand playing with his hair just adds to his comfort and contentment. This is a moment that allows him to be the smaller figure, a place where he doesn’t need to hide his feelings like he most often does as a leader. He would just be thankful for these quiet moments where you two acknowledge each others existence, but don’t need to say anything.


This would be something that he wouldn’t like to admit is comforting for him, but on the inside, everyday he walks through the front door, he hopes that you’ll hold him like that again. For him, it gives him a feeling of being re-energized and a feeling of being accepted. This would help him forget about the stresses his life holds as an idol and leave him just reveling in the feeling of your arms around him, and expect him to fall asleep like the cutie he is. In short, he would love it very much, but if you asked, he’d leave you hanging with a look that’s hard to read and leaves you with a thousand questions.


This would need to become something that happens as often as it can. The first time you hold him tight and run your fingers soothingly through his hair, he’s putty in your hands and will want this all the time when he needs to relax. He’d talk to you lazily about his day and be thankful to have the ability to get everything he needs off his chest, whether it’s frustrations, worries or hopes. He would always mumble a low “I really love you Jagi…” Almost too low for you to hear, as if he was saying it for only his ears to hear.


This would be something he needs when he’s insecure, or when he feels playful and wants to give you feather-light-kisses. However, when you guys are just passing time and watching movies, he would want to be the one to hold you. When he’s insecure, there wont be much talking, and he’ll need you to hold him tight to remind him to stay with you and not to plummet into that tempting feeling of despair. When he’s playful and you’re running your fingers through his hair, he’ll like to trail kisses along your other arm on the inside of your forearm.

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Ahhh, he’d love this. The feeling of being held would give him a feeling of protection and belonging. The feeling of your fingers through his hair would sooth him, so much to the point that he would end up falling asleep in your arms in a matter of minutes. When he wakes up to see you still holding him, he’d apologize, but when you tell him not to worry about it, he’d grow so thankful for you. He’d really question how he managed to get someone like you, but would never forget to be thankful. Those moments are really needed to help him balance out the idol life.


He’d also love this, and would be totally open and honest about it too. He’d snuggle further into you, wrapping his arms around your waist, needing to be closer to you, loving the physical contact. He’d always ask about your day, wanting to know everything, and genuinely enjoying hearing about it too. He’d occasionally trail a few kisses across your collarbone, just because.


As you hold him close, this would be a moment that sticks in Kai’s memory years later. He lives for moments like these where he can just relax and enjoy his time with the people he loves. He’d look up into your eyes and give you a sweet gentle smile as he asks, “You know how much I love you right?” This would be something he’s so greatful for, the fact that you can just be as content as he is in simple moments like these.


This would be one of those times when you see a calm and unusually quiet Baekhyun. He’d need this though, his usually outgoing and loud personality takes a toll on his mental and even physical state, and so time to just lay down and be pampered would really do him well. He’d nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck while you spend almost an hour just holding him and stroking his hair. Just when you begin to relax and doze off yourself the hyper and loud Baekhyun come out again. He’d start teasing you by leaving tickling kisses along your neck as he repeats the phrase “I love you.” With each kiss that touches your skin.


He’d get so whiny when you did this. Complaining about how tired he is, he has a headache, or how much he practiced today. This would be his version of thanking you for holding him and comforting him. He’d enjoy the feeling of your warmth through your clothes, that being something that oddly reminds him of how real you are and that you’re there with him. When you fall asleep, he’d smile lovingly at you, place a gentle kiss on your cheek and finally whisper out loud, “Thank you Jagi.”


This boy would probably end up crying just because. Something like this would be so meaningful and sweet to him. He has a lot of stress on him and does a lot for other people, so for someone to be using their time and body to bring him comfort and love would mean so much to him. He’d never want to leave your arms and would be greatful for you always.

(pretend you’re Sehun)


He’d seem reluctant at first, saying something like,”Finneee, if you really want me to lay here then I will. But only for a minute.” But then twenty minutes later he’s still there scrolling through his phone, but like, with a content look on his features that tell anyone how happy he is to be there receiving your affection. 

(ahhhh lookit that little reluctant smile!!)


Kris would actually be down for this. He’d especially love the feeling of your fingers running through his hair. He’d have a huge smile playing on his lips the whole time while he keeps a firm affectionate grip on your thigh – his way of returning the affection. He’d suddenly be overwhelmed with love for you that it might shock him, but then would make his smile grow impossibly wider than before.

We Are Family

Summary: Six months into your relationship Harry and Leo meet your parents, which can go two ways, they love them or they hate them. You’re really hoping they love them.

Warnings: F l u f f

Requested: Yes! I’m so happy people like this.

“Did you hear that Little Lion?” Harry smiles down at Leo when he hears your car pull into the driveway. “Y/N is here.”

“Bab?” Leo asks softly, smiling up hopefully at Harry. “Bab?” He repeats, a way to get Harry to answer him.

“Yeah! Babe is here.” Harry laughs when he hears you knock softly on the door, “It’s unlocked!”

He’s still looking down at Leo when you wrap your arms around his waist, “You really shouldn’t leave that unlocked, somebody could get in.”

“I want you to be able to get in.” Harry murmurs, turning his head a little to press a kiss to your head.

You roll your eyes, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek. Leo smiles when he sees you, “Bab!” You walk around Harry and take Leo from his arms, “Bab!” He giggles when you press a kiss to his cheek. 

Harry smiles a little in awe, “Sometimes I think he likes you more than me.” 

“He definitely does.” You smirk at Harry’s pout, “But don’t worry, it’s only because I give him sweets when you’re not around.” Harry shakes his head as he takes the bag you have from your hand and walks towards the kitchen, you following behind him. 

“What is this?” Harry asks as he pulls out clothing from the brown bag, “Are these new outfits? Do you think I can’t dress myself for meeting your parents?” 

“I just thought it would be cute if you and Leo were matching.” You smile nervously, you loved Harry’s style and you weren’t worried about what he would wear. You were worried about what he would stuff poor Leo into. 

Harry shakes his head looking down at the clothes. Admittedly, the outfit you chose wasn’t bad. It was something he would probably choose on his own, and Harry was sure Leo would look adorable in the striped button up. 

“I guess you’re right.” Harry laughs when you cheer, lifting Leo’s hands to cheer with you. 

“What is this?” He pulls out the dress, left in there for you to change into. “My dress!” You smile at the navy blue garment, “The blue matches the stripes on your shirts.” You explain happily, watching as a look of slight horror takes over Harry’s face. 

“You really put a lot of effort into this.” Harry says, placing the dress on top of his shirt and pants. You shrug, looking down at Leo with a smile, “I love you two so much and I just want my parents to see that. And I want them to love you guys too.” 

“And matching outfits are gonna do that?” Harry laughs softly, pulling you into a gentle hug. 

“No, but it’ll show them how happy I am. And how good you are to go along with my antics.” You press a kiss to his collarbone before resting your head there.

“Not antics, just really cute ideas.” Harry murmurs and presses a kiss to your hair, breathing in your coconut shampoo. 

“We should get ready, we have to leave in like half and hour.” You nod slowly stepping away, “I’ll give him a bath, you go shower.” As you walk away you turn back and see Harry folding the clothes, “Bring those to your room. We can all just get dressed there.” He nods and you turn back around to walk away.

Harry watches you as you walk towards the bathroom downstairs, where all of Leo’s bath toys and products were. Leo clapping happily, oblivious to fact he was about to be forced into a bathtub. You were watching him with a fond look Harry had realized a few weeks ago was only for Leo, like a mother’s look for their children.

Fifteen minutes later you’re carrying a teary eyed Leo to Harry’s room. He’s wrapped in his lion towel, with a hood designed to look like a lion’s mane and sniffling from being forced out of the bath. “What’s wrong little lion?” Harry croons, reaching to take Leo from your arms, who readily goes. You shake your head at the look Leo sends you, like you were the dragon and Harry the knight in shining armor. 

“He cries going in and cries going out.” You look Harry up and down, he’s shirtless but the pants you had bought are on. The shirt laying on his bed, next to your dress and Leo’s outfit. “I’m gonna get dressed,” You nod towards his en-suite bathroom before grabbing your dress. “The pants look nice.” 

When you emerge from the bathroom Harry is sitting on his bed now fully dressed with a matching Leo in his arms. Harry’s found a pair of tiny converse to slip onto Leo’s feet, and has put navy blue boots on his own. “You two look adorable!” You smile brightly, pulling your phone from the pocket in the dress. “Smile.” 

Harry smiles widely, dimples showing up and causing Leo to look up at him and do the same. You snap a picture, grinning when you notice Leo’s own dimples making an appearance. “My handsome boys.” Harry smiles at your words, you had taken Leo as your without him asking you to. He didn’t know how to thank you for that or anything you’d give him. 

“You look beautiful.” He says instead of thank you, “I love you.” 

You blush at his words, “I love you too.” 

Leo was a good baby. He usually stayed quiet when in public places, only cried if he was really tired or needed a change. He was sweet to new people, never hit or bit. He threw food, but every baby did. You knew your parents would love him, and if they didn’t they would have to live with it. You weren’t letting these boys go anytime soon. 

“Reservation for five.” Harry smiles at the hostess, “Under Styles.” She nods and grabs five regular menus and one children’s menu. 

“Would you like a high chair?” She asks politely after placing everything on the table for you. She speeds off when Harry nods, only taking a few seconds to grab one. “Enjoy your dinner.” 

You look around and notice they had placed you in a pretty quiet area, only a few tables beside you and all of them with adults. You weren’t sure if Harry had asked for that in order to keep Leo from getting overwhelmed or if it was coincidence, but you thanked the gods for it. 

“My parents should be here soon.” You smile as Harry places Leo in the high chair before pulling out the seat to the right of it for you. As you scan the drink menu you notice Harry fidgeting with his rings, “Is everything okay?” You murmur, silently deciding on red wine. 

“Yeah, just a little nervous. I want your parents to like me.” You a notice a faint blush in the dim lighting and grin. 

“They’ll love you, don’t worry.” Harry nods, but before he can say anything somebody is tapping your shoulder. 

“Y/N!” Your mom smiles as you stand to give her and your dad a hug. Harry stands as well, wiping his hands on his pants before extending a hand to shake with your parents. 

“Guys, this is Harry.” You point to him as they take his hand. Your dad nods as they shake hands before sitting in the chair next to yours. Your mom smiles kindly before shaking her hand. 

“Harry, these are my parents. Y/M/N and Y/D/N.” He nods as your mom takes the seat next to his, you and him share a look before sitting down as well. “And this is Leo.” You lift his hand to wave gently, Leo getting the idea and waving his other one. They laugh at his excited waves, “Leo, these are my parents.” Leo looks up at you then back at your parents, “Bab?” He gives you and Harry a confused look. 

You blush at the nickname and your parents confused glances, “Uh, Harry calls me babe a lot and Leo picked up on it but can’t pronounce it so he calls me his own version of it.” Your parents only nod, and you notice Harry look down at his hands, “I think it’s sweet.” You reach across to take his hand and he immediately stops his fidgeting. 

“It’s very cute.” Your father smiles reassuringly before picking up his menu. You let a sigh of relief, sending a small smile Harry’s way. 

Dinner goes smoothly, a few jokes and conversations about Harry’s life and your old friends and everybody seems to be getting along. You’re all picking at the ends of your meals when Leo starts to get fussy. He throws a crayon across the table and it lands on your father’s plate. 

“Leo!” Harry exclaims a panicked look taking over his face as Leo laughs. “We don’t throw things.” Harry mutters sternly, but Leo only laughs and picks up the remaining portion of his spaghetti. “I’m sorry. I’ll be right back.” Harry smiles apologetically at you and your parents. 

Your dad only laughs softly, handing the crayon to you, “We’ve all thrown things. Don’t worry.” 

Harry smiles gratefully before he presses a quick kiss to your cheek as he walks past, “Take your time.” You whisper and he nods. You silently pick at your food, waiting for your parents to say something. 

They look at you with smiles, “That boy really loves you.” 

“He does. I know you think Harry-” 

“Not Harry.” Your dad interrupts, “Well, he loves you. But, I mean Leo.” He nods to the empty high chair and you give him a confused look. 

“Yeah, I love him too. He’s a very sweet little boy, he deserves the world.” You smile down at the children’s menu, where Leo had attempted to draw a heart. 

“What happens when you and Harry break up?” Your mother asks quietly, she flinches when you look up with a glare. “What?” You ask the question sharply, and your father sighs. 

She shrugs, looking back down at her food. “Well, he’s not your blood. You can’t take custody or have any right to him. You’re just getting attached to a child and a man that may eventually break your heart.” 

“And if we don’t break up?” You roll your eyes at her assumption, “If we get married? Stay together forever? I love them. They mean the world to me and I know they think the same about me. I’m not worried about what happens when we break up because I don’t see it happening.” 

Your mother huffs, “You think you’ll marry this boy?” 

“I don’t know. Maybe I will. Maybe I won’t. All I know is I love him and wouldn’t mind being with him and Leo for a very long time.” You shrug looking back down at your food as a silence takes over the table. 

“Well,” Your dad smiles placing a hand on top of yours, “I like him. I think the three of you make an adorable, little family”. 

You blush, noticing Harry reenter the restaurant and making his way back to the table, “Do you guys want dessert? I was thinking we go out for ice cream or frozen yogurt.” 

“That sounds really nice, Harry. But my wife and I are old and don’t stay up that late anymore.” Your dad laughs as the four of you stand up. 

“You guys aren’t-” 

“No use in lying.” You father cuts Harry off as he slips on his coat, “You three enjoy the rest of your night. We should do this again.” Your mom slips her hand into the crook of your father’s elbow and you slip your hand into Harry’s free one as the four of you make your way towards the exit. 

“Yeah?” Harry asks a proud smile spreading across his face, “Yeah. Stop worrying Harry, you passed the test.” You dad laughs when Harry lets out a relieved breath. 

You give your parents hugs goodbye before turning and smiling excitedly at Harry, “See! Nothing to worry about!” 

“Your mom hates me.” He bounces Leo on his hip and you sigh, “No she doesn’t. She just worries too much, she’ll love you in no time.” The two of you walk hand in hand, Leo balanced on Harry’s hip, giggling to himself as he watches cars drive by the three of you in the parking lot. 

You had managed to find a good parking spot so the walk to the car is quick, “Gonna go get some fro-yo.” Harry sings as he straps Leo into his car seat, you already sitting in front seat. 

“We should go back to your place. I picked up ice cream the other day, we can all watch tangled or something. Oh, or we could-” You turn in your seat to face Harry as buckles Leo up. 

“Move in with me.” Harry cuts you off, smiling softly as you look around, like he could be talking to anybody else before looking back at him with a shocked look. 


“You spend a lot of your time with us anyways. It’s not too far from your job, and I like this.” Harry shuts Leo’s door before you can respond. You roll your eyes when he climbs into the driver seat and smiles nonchalantly at you, “What do you mean you like ‘this’?” 

“I like this little family we’ve built,” Harry smiles a little nervously, “I love you. I love the way you love Leo, I want you to move and be an even bigger part.” 

You lean across the center console and kiss him, one hand twisting in his hair and the other resting on his cheek. He brings his hand up and rests it on top of yours. You can feel his smile against your lips before you pull away, “Does that mean yes?” He murmurs. 

You turn and look at Leo in the back seat. He’s distracted by the toy Harry had hung there a few weeks ago. He giggles and you smile, I love this little boy.

Then you turn to look at Harry, who is giving you a hopeful smile. His hair had started to lose it’s slicked back hold, some strands falling across this forehead. His eyes sparkling in excitement, like he already knows your answer but wants to hear you say it. 

“Of course I’ll move in with you.” You smile widely, leaning in to kiss him again. 

I don’t know where we’ll end up, you think as Harry presses kisses across your face while laughing happily, but I do know these boys are my family.

Maybe I’ll write engagement piece. Maybe I’ll write her meeting Harry’s family. Maybe I’ll do a short piece on their first date or where little lion originated from. I don’t know, we’ll see.

I hope you enjoyed this.

Thank you for reading and have a good day!

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Seventeen reaction to S/O tracing them and saying sweet things

S. Coups:
The leader had finally fallen asleep during a movie you two had been watching with his head in your lap. You watched him for a moment before your fingers began to trace outlines of his jaw and nose. You smiled and whispered anything that came to mind. “Coups, I’m so proud of you. You manage to be so strong, but I know how gentle and beautiful you are.”

He was being moody while exhaustion crept on him. He was still trying to be a good boyfriend and keep you company though, but he couldn’t fall asleep, even while watching a drama you were currently hooked on. He grumbling and shifting until you pulled him towards you and laid his head down and began stroking his hair and tracing his cheeks. “You’re amazing Jeonghan, I love you and I know you’re tired. So just go to sleep.” You told him while placing a kiss on his head.

He was asleep, or so you thought, and you decided to trace his features yet again. He was so beautiful when he slept, and when he was awake, but there was something about him sleeping. “Josh, why are you so cute and handsome? It isn’t fair.” You whispered as you gently traced his eyes and lips, but suddenly those eyes fluttered open and he smiled. “You do this often? I like it.” He chuckled before falling asleep against you for real. You smiled and kissed his eyes before going to sleep yourself.

When the boy was awake he was beyond greasy, even though he was already dating you. However when he was asleep you could finally trace his features and say what you really felt as during times he was awake you tended to tell him to back off due to how cheesy he was. “Junhui, I love you. I love your eyes, you lips, I love your laugh. You’re really amazing, and I’m always here.” You whispered and pressed a kiss to his forehead before hugging him to you.

You didn’t bother waiting for him to fall asleep to trace his features, while he was lost in a book you would sit by him and start by poking his cheeks and then move on to  tracing his jaw and so forth. He didn’t mind, it was just something you did. However you didn’t usually compliment him so sincerely. “Wonwoo, I think I love you. You’re too beautiful and sweet, and I really like your smile.” You would admit softly and he would simply put his book down and smile just for you before kissing your hands that were tracing him.

He didn’t like skin ship, however when he made you mad, to make up for it he would let you have your fill. This was one of those times. You were in the studio, just the two of you, sitting on the sofa while he held you. You let your hands trace his and his fingers before you spoke up. “I’m sorry I got mad, I know you mean well, and you work so hard, but sometimes I just want to see my boyfriend’s smile and hear him laugh to myself. Okay?” He nodded at the confession and placed a kiss on your cheek before settling back massaging your shoulders while you traced shaped onto his thigh.

No one could blame you for touching Mingyu so often, he was very pretty. That wasn’t the only reason you did so though so publicly. One day when it happened to be just you two, you started tracing his face once again and he caught your hand and asked you the question. “Why do you keep tracing me?” You sighed and moved past his grip to continue tracing. “I just want to make sure this is real. That you’re mine, my beautiful prince.” You whispered and he simply darted forward to give you a kiss. “I’m real.” He nodded and let you continue tracing him.

You liked tracing his arms and hands, they were very strong and rough, but appeared soft. “Minghao, why are you attractive? Like, I don’t mean to brag but I think I have the best boyfriend ever.” You told him, he laughed and held you close in the arms you had been tracing. “Where did that come from?” He asked, “I just wanted to let you know I loved you.” “I love you too.”

You only dare traced his features while he slept, otherwise the diva might emerge and announce you antics to the world. Sometimes he could be full of himself so you couldn’t always say what you wanted without a sarcastic comeback. However when he slept you could trace his features and give butterfly kisses as you pleased. “I know you’re tired, but I want you to know I’m here for you, and that I love you and that in my mind you’re the number one visual in Seventeen. Besides my opinion should be the only important one to you.” You would giggle while placing another kiss on his head.

You would start to trace his features while facing him to get him to shut up about the latest memes to be honest. It would make him flustered and he would freeze as your gaze remained solely focused on him. “Why do you do this to me?” He asked, “Because you’re beautiful.” You replied. “Isn’t that suppose to be my line?” He whined, “Not with me.” You laughed and would plant a small kiss on his face to let him know what you meant was true.

You really couldn’t help yourself as of late when it came to the maknae. He really had glowed up and you didn’t have much restraint. “You’re doing it again.” He commented as you poked his cheeks and ran your hand along his jaw. “I can’t help it, you’re so pretty…yet sexy. How did you do it? Did you eat more ramen? Rice? Meat?” He would laugh at your comments before turning to face you. “It’s a secret.” “Please tell me, I need this glow up too.” He would then begin tracing your face, “You’re too beautiful already.” “Stop it, you can’t compliment me after I compliment you.” The two of you would laugh and continue on with whatever you were doing.

His features were very distinct and addictive to touch. You always traced his face while he was laying down or relaxing, or sleeping. It was a habit, and he embraced it. You only talked to him when he was asleep though. “Hoshi, I love you. I love how hard working you are, and how amazing your dances are. You’re also very handsome. I think I got very lucky meeting you.” You whispered before kissing him softly.

You traced his eyes and lips a lot, and you tended to be funny too sometimes tracing his face not only with your fingers but with a marker. Sometimes though you couldn’t help but become mesmerized by him. “DK, I think you were a prince in another life,” you whispered while he slept, “You’re too handsome not to have been a prince in some life.” You mumbled before kissing his nose and letting him sleep.

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A/N: Thank you @soft-smoll for requesting, I hope this is what you were hoping for.

How You Sleep/Cuddle

How you sleep/cuddle and someone catches you and takes pictures of the cute moment

 h/t stands for hometown 

 Scott McCall 

 You were at Scott’s house and didn’t bother to knock because you had a key, and Scott was expecting you to be there at some point in time that day. You walked in the living room to see he’d fallen asleep on the couch. Shirtless you might add. You couldn’t help but stare at the sight and get a little turned on. That was until Scott mumbled “its rude to stare you know.” “Not staring…… admiring.” You told him while smirking. Then walked over and laid on top of his back. You didn’t need a blanket since Scott was like his own freaking furnace. You fell asleep on top of Scott. You don’t know how long you slept but it must have been awhile because you were awoken by the click of a camera and opened your eyes to see Stiles and Melissa with cameras giggling like little gossiping school girls. You were snapped out of your thoughts by “y/n you drooled all of my back.” Said Scott in a whiny little kid voice. Stiles laughed so hard he fell and Melissa had to sit down.

 Stiles Stilinski 

 You were going on a long trip all the way across country to visit Stiles family that couldn’t come to you’re wedding. You and Stiles decided to see his family a day after the wedding and then fly down to The France to visit Isaac and go on your honeymoon, the fly back and drive home with John, Stiles father since he went with you to see his family. John was driving at the moment since you and Stiles were both still tired from your wedding the day before. Stiles was in the back seat asleep and you were in the front quietly talking to John. It had been a few hours since you last stopped so you stopped at a gas station to refuel and take a potty break. Stiles shuffled into the bathroom. You giggled when he came out he had a very sleepy face and a little drool on his cheek. His hair was a mess and he was looking at food. When you finally all were back on the road Stiles whined from the back seat “Y/n” he dragged your name out. “I need someone to cuddle.” “I’m talking.” You tried to tell him but he wouldn’t quit so John told you to get some rest and kissed the top of your head before you climbed back there. You laid you’re head against Stiles chest and he played with your hair until you both fell asleep. When you woke up, it must have been at least 7 hours later. You heard a bunch of “AWWWWS” and camera’s clicking. You and Stiles looked at each other before he said ignore them and held you closer and tried to go back to sleep. “Stiles.” You started sweetly knowing you would have to sweet talk your way into him letting go. “I love you and your an amazing husband.” He grumbled knowing where this was going. “I really have to pee.” You whined. He mumbled something incoherent but let you go and got out of the car and went straight to the couch and fell sleep. 

 Jackson Whittemore 

 You and Jackson liked to cuddle when you sleep. It didn’t surprise you because he had always been a very touchy feely person. You guys usually slept with with you’re face buried in his neck and him playing with you’re hair as he held you tight. This night was like every other night except your parents had come to visit from your h/t. You and Jackson always had a tendency to wake up late in the day since you stayed up late at night. Well you were half asleep when you heard giggles then grunts from beside you then more giggles. Your mother had come up to check on you and thought it was adorable you slept like this, so she took pictures and sent them to everyone she knew. You could tell Jackson was awake and he didn’t like people waking him up so you tried to get up to get you mother out, but Jackson had other ideas and kept a tight grip on you. “Mom get out…… and Jackson let goooooooo.” You whined but neither really listened because you mom got your dad and Jackson just went back to sleep so you did to. 

 Peter Hale

 There was a pack meeting at Derek’s house and you were trying to listen but you were really tired from studying for your college classes, and kept almost falling asleep and even drooling on Peter a little. He absolutely loved seeing you this way because you looked all cute and innocent. He finally gave in and interrupted Derek and said, “Excuse me Derek.” To which Derek started glaring at him but shut up. “Y/n spent all night studying and won’t quit drooling on me so I’m gonna take her upstairs to let her take a nap.” Everyone looked at him. They always saw him as cold and dead in the inside but around you he was a good person. He carried you bridle style. After he laid you down you thanked him and expected him to leave but felt the bed sink in behind you and he curled up next to you. He let you use on of his arms as a pillow and on the other you guys held hands. He fell asleep in the arms of your best friend. He was awoken by the sound of people opening the door but ignored until they started taking pictures. He knew you were dead asleep and wouldn’t wake up so he looked at them and gave them all a death glare and eventually they all left but still kept swapping photos and talking about it.

 Isaac Lahey

 I lived with my best friend Isaac and since Derek kicked him out and the McCalls took me in when my single father went into the army and had to move away for awhile. Since there was only one guest bedroom Isaac and I bunked since he was my best friend and we weren’t dating…… yet. Isaac and I also had to share a bed but it was really big. It didn’t matter that it was big anyways since we almost always cuddled. This time was the same and he slept with his head against my chest. He told me once that it made him feel safe. Like his father couldn’t get to him anymore and that if something happened he was right there to protect me. I loved this and let him do it because he was vulnerable and it made my heart break for him because he hates being vulnerable. It was early in the morning when I heard the door open. I’m a light sleeper and Isaac wasn’t ever since he moved here so I didnt expect him to wake up. I was going to ignore the door until I heard whispering. Melissa and Lydia were talking the I thought I heard someone call Scott over. They quietly whispered to each other as they tiptoed in. I heard one snap and finally got annoyed and opened my eyes and tried to move to see what they were doing. They all snickered at my actions. “Stop moving……. and get out of here guys.” Isaac said to me and then Scott Melissa and Lydia. They snickered again but left.


 It had been a long day at school with two tests and three pop quizzes, and to add on all the stuff going on in the supernatural world. I shared an apartment with Aiden, my boyfriend, Ethan, his twin, and Danny didn’t technically live here or pay rent but he stayed at least 3-4 nights a week with his Ethan, since they were boyfriends. It was late at night and tomorrow was Saturday so I just wanted to go to bed and sleep till noon tomorrow. I plopped down next to Aiden on the bed as he was just scrolling through twitter on my phone talking about how he was hotter than all the guys I follow and how I follow to many. I rolled my eyes and took my phone from him. Aiden had a weird thing where he likes to rest his head on my stomach and hold on to my waist. He curled up into my side and like usual did this. I started playing with his hair until he fell asleep. After about an hour of scrolling through Pinterest I fell asleep happily. I wasn’t awoken till I heard Ethan and Danny trying not to burst out laughing. I was so tired I didn’t even notice how Aiden was sleeping. I heard some pictures being taken then Ethan muttering “my brother is such a perv even when he’s asleep.” Then I realized what he was talking about as I looked down and Aidens head was on the bed slobbering and his arm was up to top resting on my boob. I woke up completely and glared at Ethan and Danny. I realized Aiden was now awake because I saw him smirk the start massaging my boob. I hit his arm trying to make him let go so they wouldn’t hear me moan. They got grossed out and left after they saw me frantically trying to grab the blanket at my feet to cover up. 

Jordan Parrish

 I was at my boyfriend Deputy Jordan Parrish’s apartment and it was raining really hard outside. We were inside eating popcorn as he was trying to help me with my algebra homework because I didn’t understand it and he was good at algebra. I got a call from my dad, the Sheriff. “Hey sweety, it’s raining really hard here and the streets are completely flooded so I want you to stay at Parrish’s house for a few days or at least until the water goes down.” “Ok Dad it’s raining bad here to be safe and tell Stiles I love him. Bye love you.” “Love you too sweety.” Then he hung up. I hope this wasn’t inconveniencing Jordan but my dad didn’t seem to care. Probably because he was his boss. And the Sheriff. I went to ask Jordan if I could stay. But he must have noticed because before I could speak he told me “I heard and don’t worry I want you to stay I love having you here and it’s not like you could even leave.” “You are the best most handsome perfect boyfriend in the world.” I told him as I walked over and sat on my lap and kissed him. He chuckled. We stayed for about three days together trapped in Jordans apartment before I got another call from my dad saying he was sending Stiles to get me in the morning. Jordan and I fell asleep in his bed with his arms tightly around me from behind and his face in my neck breathing my scent to calm him enough to fall asleep. In the morning I heard Stiles laugh and take a picture of sometimes on his phone. I noticed what he was laughing about when I felt slobber on my neck and in my hair. I kicked him lightly and whined “Joooordaaan you slobbered on meee.” He sat up slowly and chuckled as he wiped it the best he could with the blanket. I tried to go back to sleep. “Wait how did you get in” Jordan asked Stiles. “Uhhh I had a key made duh.” He says like it was the most normal thing in the world. Jordan just stared at him probably not surprised by my weird brother anymore.

 Derek Hale

 Derek and I shared his loft but the pack was there a lot so we didn’t get much alone time. Liam was really tired so I lead him to Derek and I’s room and let him sleep on the bed. Derek was not very happy with me because he wanted to take a nap together. “Derek I feel bad for the poor kid he’s so young and innocent he shouldn’t have to go through this he’s just a kid. They all were.” I said talking about the rest of the pack. I always felt the motherly instincts and most of the time the pack considered Derek and I the mother and father of the whole group. “And what do you think we were when life hit us in the gut. We all got dealt a crappy hand but we all make it better for each other by having each other’s back honey, so don’t feel so bad.” Derek said as he tried to calm me down. I just nodded and laid down on the couch to try and take a nap. He chuckles “oh no you don’t you gave away our bed I’m taking the couch it’s not my fault we have no bed.” Derek said. “There’s enough room for you.” I tried to reason with him so I could stay. I patted the spot beside me he gave a skeptical look but came over anyways. He barely fit on the couch and his butt was kinda slipping off but he threw his leg over mine, and I buried my head in his chest. I smiled when I felt out dog, that was practically out baby jump on Derek then the top of the couch to go to sleep. It was the whole family napping on the small couch I thought to myself than fell asleep. When I woke up Derek was already awake and trying to move away without waking me. He whispered sorry but I just smiled at him. Isaac, Lydia, and Allison were all laughing and sharing photos, of what I figured was us on the couch. I smiled when Derek got up and walked away mumbling grumpily something about privacy. 

 Liam Dunbar

 Third person POV

 Liam and Y/n have been dating for a while now, and to get away from all of the supernatural stuff going on, Liam sneaks into her bedroom at night so they can talk and cuddle until they fall asleep. Y/n’s parents weren’t home when he woke up the next morning so he decided to make her a nice breakfast. ………………….. he didn’t succeed. Y/n woke up to the smell of something burning and Liam wasn’t by her side so she put two and two together and thought he was trying to burn her house down. Sarcasm intended. She shuffled down the stairs in her blanket cocoon, and looked at him trying to make breakfast. He heard her and looked over and gave her puppy dog eyes to try and make her help him. She sighed and walked over to him still half asleep. She just put her arms around his mid section with he blanket and snuggled into his side. She was peaceful until she heard the small snap of a picture being taken. She saw her best friend Isaac standing there smirking. 

 Theo Raeken

 Third person POV

 Theo loved to have random movie nights with his girlfriend to take off the edge of his supernatural life. Honestly y/n loved them to. It was time for them to forget about their worries and spend time in each other’s arms. They were at y/n’s house since only her twin brother was home. They were watching Finding Nemo for the thousandth time since this was one of y/n’s favorite movies. Theo got up and went to get some more popcorn. When he got back his girlfriend had turned her body taking up most of the couch and sighed but then got and idea and set the popcorn her coffee table Theo jumped on y/n and made he squeal. After that he got himself situated in between her legs with his head resting against her chest. Halfway through the movie y/n looked down and just stared at him as he watched the movie. “You know your staring is getting s little creepy.” Jackson y/n’s brother said to her. She rolled her eyes and cradled his head into her. Jackson grabbed his phone and took a picture for twitter with the caption she wouldn’t stop staring so I took a picture so it would last longer😍 

 Brett Talbot 

 You and Brett were newlyweds, and visiting you parents house while the bathroom in your house was redone. Brett was a massive guy so you two had to buy a bed according. Unfortunately in your old room your bed was only a full size and wasn’t very long so it was hard to fit you both. You and Brett really had no choice but for you to pretty much lay on top of him which you guys normally wouldn’t mind but your old room was in the attic and it was summer so it got really hot adding on to the fact that Brett’s a freaking heater of his own. You guys were wearing very little clothing so you wouldn’t get as hot and just sprawled out across each other. 

 Third person POV 

 Y/n’s sister came up to the attic to wake her sister and Brett for breakfast. When she saw the way they were sleeping she couldn’t help but smile and take a picture. Which woke Brett up with his werewolf hearing. “Hey” he said lazily to his sister in law. “Breakfast is ready.” She told him knowing he loves food. He peeked right up just as she expected. He didn’t even bother to properly wake up his wife. He grabbed he waist sat up and carried her down the stairs through her on the couch and went to eat breakfast while she stared daggers into his scull and he smirked.

 Hey guys I just wanted to know how you feel about the way I set this up. Some of these I used different ways of writing in 1st 2nd and 3 POV so if you guys will message me or comment and tell me what you prefer I will start doing it that way and if enough people tell me they like it one way I will change this entire preference to be like that. Sorry some of these are longer than others it’s kinda hard to do some of the pictures and it took me 3 hours to write this but it was worth it. Please tell me what you think and please request!!!

  • He’s very touchy.
  • Like his hands are always gripping your waist or hips or hands or face.
  • He sooo moans into your mouth as you kiss.
  • And he’ll do those deep groans in the back of his throat when he’s hitting the right spot or you’re doing something magical to him.
  • He’s the top.
  • But doesn’t mind watching you up there either.
  • Hickies. Everywhere. Both of you.
  • Scratches. Mainly on him, but at the end places on your skin stay red for a few minutes.
  • Every single time he’ll ask if you want to do it. Like you’ll be making out and it gets pretty frisky, you’re undoing his belt and he stops your hands. “You sure?”
  • Or even if you totally initiate it and are doing it all he’ll still ask.
  • Foreplay!!
  • Oral from him!! Oh my he’d definitely be a cocky little shit and like smirk at your hips bucking and chuckle against you when you’d moan a bit too loud. Of course the vibrations from his laughter causing even more pleasure to erupt.
  • He mumbles into your ear and neck throughout it all. Just sweet nothings. Unless you initiate more than sweet.
  • *wink*
  • He can get quite vocal. If he’s hyped and you both know you’re alone.
  • It depends, but he’s usually very very romantic and slow. But obviously if you’re being a lil tease on purpose or you tell him, he can be loud and rough and sUper hard and umF.
  • Constantly saying, “I love you.” throughout it. “Oh gOd! I love you.”
  • He really just wants you to be content.
  • Light cuddles afterwards. Like just an arm around you as you both catch your breaths. A kiss to your forehead and another quiet, “I love you.”
To Help #1

How would the RFA + Co, help out MC who was cheated on by another one of the RFA + Co members? Especially if the former person was in love with MC themselves?

First off- I honestly don’t think any of these people would cheat on MC- EVER. However my brain wants to know, what it wants to know. I have a sick, masochistic brain. 

Secondly this series will probably have some profanity stronger than crap or shit in it, so if that’s not your thing sorry, but if I were just cheated on I’m pretty sure I’d be swearing my head off. 

Thirdly there may be references of sexy times and sexy time activities in this series, again if it’s not your thing feel free to give this one a miss. I warned ye!

Brace yourself- this is a proper mini fic… my proper fics/oneshots are usually in the 10k word range- so here is 5k worth of written proof that I am attempting the use of brevity. And failing.

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anonymous asked:

Hello! So far I really like your blog, very imaginative ^^ Can I request sleeping position headcanons for the RFA members with their s/o? TYSM!

Yes anon! I really like this idea! ~ This also came out rather long sO half of them are under the cut! 

♥ His S/O probably sleeps in his arms, he likes being the big spoon cause it makes him feel like he’s protecting them. BUT DON’T GET ME WRONG HE ALSO LIKES BEING THE LITTLE SPOON!!
♥ Sleeps with his torso directly pressed against his S/O’s back.
♥ Sleeps with his head nuzzled into his S/O’s neck, he likes the smell of their hair so he just shOVES HIS FACE IN IT.
“S/O! What shampoo do you use, you smell absolutely … adorable!” (his s/o has no clue how they could smell ‘adorable’ but they think its cute)
♥ Legs are usually piled on top of each other, he essentially likes to consume his S/O’s body with his own.
♥ He once accidentally drooled on his S/O’s neck when they were sleeping, he woke up at 4am with his face covered in moisture and the poor boy thought it was blood cause it was so dark. He freaked out.

♥ He likes to sleep with his S/O’s head against his chest, directly over his heart.
“Babe~ do you hear that? My heart only beats for you…”
♥ He wraps his arms around his S/O, but not super tightly, just enough to pull his S/O close.
♥ He places one leg between his S/O’s leg, he’s tall so it would get really crowded if the leg situation was any more complicated.
♥ He claims it’ll keep them warm cause it’s a part of him and every part of him loves them. “My love will keep you warm.”

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wild-mare-of-prosecution  asked:


My dude, I am always talking about plance 😉 They’re such a sweet, fun-loving ship! They’re a great combo of friends to lovers, meme-ing pranksters, slow realizations, with an adorable side of constant bickering.

It’s cute because they’re both not each others’ types. You’ve got Lance, who usually flirts with conventionally attractive people, slowly coming to terms with the realization that Pidge has always been there for him and he can’t imagine life without her. Then you’ve got Pidge, from whom intelligence and knowledge usually comes first, fighting her feelings for this boisterous, dramatic, but ultimately really fun guy. They’d both take forever to come to this conclusion, bahaha.

I think another thing that drew me to this ship was just how Lance can bring Pidge out of her own head, enjoy the moment a bit more, and just help her relax. Pidge can ground Lance and, in her own way, make him feel appreciated. There’s a potential for them to bring out good things in each other. Also, all throughout canon, they show they have each other’s backs quite a LOT, which makes me think that Lance would honestly just be so, incredibly sweet to her if they were to become a thing.

TBH, considering how Avatar: The Last Airbender had Toph try to kiss Suki on the cheek thinking it was Sokka ( — and then never addressed it explicitly again because it had very little to do with the overarching plot), I wouldn’t be surprised if Pidge actually had a crush on Lance, but the creators don’t feel the need to delve into it on screen.

And I mean, really,







So, yeah, please sign the fuck up and join us! It’s a sweet, fun-loving ship with a dash of bickering, close friendship, laughter, and saving each other’s backs. 💙💚


I love award shows especially when Chanyeol and Baekhyun sit beside each other. Everything is perfect. No one is complaining.

Damn it, Chanyeol! Why do you have to smile every time Baekhyun smiles???

Seriously, though. I just don’t get how no one really talks about the way Baekhyun secretly enjoys Chanyeol staring at him it’s like he has to advantage even though he’s usually looking away. Pure instinct?



*chanbaek scream of joy* heck yASSS Y’ALL 

wiseasswinston-deactivated20170  asked:

hi!! could you do cuddling with the gang preferences? thank you!! I love your account!💜

thanks for the kind words!! and yes here it is :)

aw so pony is so sweet about it, usually it happens when darry and soda aren’t home, just the two of you on the couch watching tv. he really really loves playing with your hair so he does that a lot when you cuddle. he’s always warm, and that’s why you always cuddle up next to him.

darry’s actually not too big on cuddling, however, he knows you really like it so on cold nights sometimes he’ll give in and kiss your forehead a little while he cuddles you and its so cute aHH

soda loves loves loves cuddling. its like his favorite thing with you because you are so cute and warm and he just loves burring his face in the crook of your neck. a lot of times, yall spoon and then you start making out and lets just say it gets a lil heated with soda here ;))

okay so yeah i feel like dally wouldn’t be caught dead cuddling BUT HOWEVER i think when he’s drunk, he would cuddle you 24/7. like he would be so affectionate he would just wrap himself around you just be so touchy and cute.

you and steve would rarely cuddle but when you do its because of a great night last night ;)) and yeah he just likes to after sometimes, and he’ll always talk during cuddles. like he’ll be like “aw y/n i love you so much you don’t even know” and its so sweet and fluffy and pure mAN

okok, so johnny is such a sweet lil teddy bear and i think cuddling would be your guys “thing”. you know? and when your happy, u cuddle, when ur sad, u cuddle. its just a good way to comfort each other and its protection and a way to feel loved and safe.

two bit:
similar to dally, he would be so affectionate when drunk. he would just cuddle you, kiss you lightly, crack some jokes and just be really sweet when he’s drunk aw.