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Witcher Toffee


Dairy Free

The things you’ll need

Ingredients
  • 1 cup honey
  • ½ cup agave
  • 2 cups almond butter
  • ¼ teaspoon sea salt
  • ½ teaspoon vanilla extract
  • ½ teaspoon almond extract
Equipment

Let’s get started!

  1. Mix honey, agave, sea salt and extracts in a medium sauce pot and place in a candy thermometer.
  2. Cook the mixture on low heat for 12 minutes, stirring constantly with a rubber spatula. Do not allow the mixture to exceed 250°F.
  3. Add almond butter and cook for an additional 2 to 3 minutes or until it pulls away from the pot.
  4. Remove the mixture from the heat and using a spoon to place it into your mold.
  5. Allow the mixture to cool in the molds and remove them once they have hardened.
  6. TaDa! This Witcher Toffee will make an alliance with your taste buds!
  • what he says: im fine
  • what he means: listen ok i understand that during gon's date with palm it confirms that he's still 12 but there's no way that's possible ok hes 13 AT LEAST at that point. during the greed island arch killua goes to get his hunter license and it confirms that that year's hunter exam took place at the very beginning of the year right after new years, which means last year's hunter exam took place in january too, assuming that they take place during the same time every year. gon's birthday is in may, and killua's is in july--they were both 12 when they took the exam the first time, so there's no way they didnt pass both of their birthdays over the course of the series. theres literally no way they werent 13 during the end of the greed island arch. the whole span of the chimera ant arch takes place over the course of at least 3 months, quite possibly more, meaning gon would've been almost 14 during his fight with pitou. why do they keep saying hes 12? why have they not celebrated their birthdays? why are these boys never aging?

Sausage Queso Dip

Author: Natasha of NatashasKitchen.com

1 lb ground pork sausage (make sure it says “sausage”)
8 oz cream cheese, (no need to soften)
2 cans (10 oz each) of Rotel brand diced tomatoes & green chilies
15 oz can of corn, drained
8 oz medium cheddar cheese, shredded

Garnish for Queso Dip:

1 roma tomato, diced
1 Tbsp chives or geen onion, finely chopped
Instructions

In a large dry pot or deep skillet over med/high heat, brown sausage (10-12 min), breaking it apart with your spatula (the sausage releases enough oil to grease the pan). When browned, remove excess grease by pushing a paper towel around the pan with spatula until fully saturated then discard.

Cut cream cheese into pieces and stir it into browned pork until melted and incorporated.

Add 2 cans un-drained Rotel tomatoes, 15 oz can drained corn, and 8 oz shredded cheddar (reserve some cheddar to garnish the top if desired). Cook over med heat, stirring occasionally just until bubbly and cheese is melted. Remove from heat, garnish with fresh tomatoes, reserved cheddar and chopped chives. Serve with tortilla chips.

Undeniable Heat Chapter 12: Floating On Clouds

Jensen Ackles x Reader

1150 Words

Chapter Summary: The day after your date, both of you are still excited about it.

Story Summary:  You’ve just gotten a job as one of the makeup artists on the set of Supernatural. Nervous on the first day, you become completely awkward, winning the affection of the divorced Jensen Ackles. You try to fight your desire for him, but he thwarts you at every turn. Will you be able you separate work and play, or will you let Jensen win?

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

Jensen’s P.O.V.

I literally could have skipped to my apartment, my mood was that great. Opening up the door, I toed off my shoes, before checking my phone for messages. Two from Jared, and one from Danneel, which soured my mood quite a bit.

Ignoring her text, I called Jared as I headed into my room, ready for a shower, and a change of clothes. “Hey man, I’ve been trying to get a hold of you!” Jared exclaimed as he answered the phone. “Date must have been good. Don’t tell me you spent the night on the first date.”

Sighing, I sat down on the edge of my bed, knowing my shower would have to be put off to talk to Jared. “Jar, the date was amazing! She was even more amazing away from work, and I think we really clicked.”

I could hear Jared talking to his kids in the background before his attention turned back to me. “But that doesn’t explain why you didn’t call me until now. Details man.”

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Torment

Originally posted by jeonify

Word count: 2.2k

Genre: Angst, Eventual Smut

Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex, loads and loads of angsty shit

A/N: Be Mean by DNCE made me do this, though its didn’t inspire the whole story lol but yes there will be something smutty in the later parts also wow @ the gif,,,,, also i feel like this is kind of a filler chapter lol also feel like i shouldn’t have ended it there but idk i cant continue also this was kinda short iDk SORRY


A lot of people deserve forgiveness, a lot of people deserve to forget but all they receive are reminders after reminders after reminders of the mistakes they’ve committed. 

First, it was a scandalous relationship with a girl. The newspaper article headlines with his secret connection with this nobody, including the explicit (but not too explicit, of course) details of his sadistic and masochistic sexual requests.
If that didn’t cause a whole bunch of ruckus, the next one did. Jeon Jungkook was sitting by his window ledge in his secret hiding place, a “temporal safe haven” as his manager puts it. His doe eyes glossy as the light from outside reflected. Though the ray did reveals his tears, his eyes still seemed dull as compared to before. Like a light, that had inhabit his vision before, had been torn away. It was drooping at the sides, so were the sides of his mouth. You could clearly see the toll that he had taken. Exposing his emotions, clearly plastered on his face, vulnerable as the sound of his empty house started to turn deafening. His pupils following the tiny amounts of snow that descended gracefully from the sky. His palm warm against the cold glass of the window, soon to transfer its heat, turning the heated hand into numbed flesh. 

The crestfallen boy knew he was going to have to face the public soon. He didn’t know what the fans thought, getting mixed responses as he read the tweets. He didn’t know what the conservative public of Korea thought of it, he didn’t know what his parents thought. He also didn’t know what the members thought or what you thought. Jungkook was desperately avoiding thinking about the latter, especially. The thoughts would harass him till he’s ruined.
His ringtone chiming interrupted his thoughts. The ringing got more violent as all the notifications flooded in.
“Jeon Jungkook Nude? BTS’ Golden Maknae Nude Video Leaked.”
#Jungkooknudes trending on twitter.

Moving before his eyes on the screen was two familiar figures. Jungkook’s memory of that special night was slowly tortured and decaying further by every embarrassing moan that blasted out of the speaker of the device. Or by every spank that could be heard in the audio, resounding in the room. Both bodies were moving at the same pace, before his manager pulled the phone away from his face. Now, he was sitting in an office with eight pairs of eyes all on him.
His manager had spoken. But the bunny-tooth boy paid no mind to the stressed man,it was probably something along the lines of,
“Do you know how much trouble we’re in? If you dare pull some more shit like this. You know what’s coming, kid. Watch out, alright?”, the last part had a hint of sympathy and care, not being as harsh as his few previous sentence. His manager knew that this isn’t what Jungkook wanted, he was human too. He obviously didn’t leaked it himself. But, it did put his job and the rest of their jobs at risk of being taken away, he needed the younger boy to know that his actions have consequence and to be careful with what he does.

Jungkook just sat there silently, staring lifelessly at the table. Nobody could really disclose what he’s thinking about, not the boys as they sat in the room with him, not his manager, no one. They all just stared at him as he was to the table. The dispirited boy had his fringe covering a little of his vision as he stared into the matte black that covered the table, still trying his best to avoid the thoughts of you from popping up in his mind.
Nobody had foreseen that the youngest of BTS would’ve been so, well to put it simply, problematic. Nobody thought he would’ve been so sexually promiscuous, everyone speculated that he was the innocent little boy that everyone assumed and portrayed him to be. Some made up rumours that he wanted to get rid of this image, thus causing all this commotion. Others said it was for publicity, quote “These celebrities will do anything to get their face onto the cover of a magazine, be it bad or good news. Absolutely pathetic.

Amidst all the chaos, nobody asked Jungkook how he felt about this whole situation. Of course, he felt pretty damn shitty. After all his privacy was being pried into. That little minute dust of freedom he had, that he had the right to have, was blown away in a violent wind straight from his bare hands. No amount physical work could have snatched it back as it scatters all over the place. It was out there for the world to look at, the uncensored image of his naked body and the girl he loved on display for the whole world to see. His sultry words, that was supposedly only for his lover to hear, was now heard by millions.
Jungkook also felt irritation amongst all his emotions. Why did he have to apologise when he never did anything wrong? What kind of goddamn social contract was it to apologise for his own leaked nudes? It was his privacy being violated here. The person who leaked the nudes and everyone who watched that god-fucking-damned video should be sending their apologies to him instead.
Jungkook also felt a tiny sense of happiness lingering at the back of his mind, however he was confused by this emotion. He almost caused 8 other people to lose their jobs, a girl to lose her dignity and pride and not able to face the public. He allowed the familiar elderly couple to be tortured by the hushed whispers spouting more and more rumours about them and him, especially about their relation and how he was badly brought up and nurtured by the couple. He jeopardised a company’s reputation and his own. How could he have felt happy in a moment like this? 

Next thing Jungkook knew, he was, back in the house, lying in the silence and on the extremely huge and empty kingsized bed. The loose string of the smooth silk bedsheets caught in the crooked cut of his nails on his finger as he thought about some of the people he did owe an apology to. Jungkook knew he had to make some amends. He apologised to the members, all of them forgiving and accepting his apology quite easily. They understood what he did wasn’t on purpose and that they all had their own things to hide. He apologised to his parents, his parents also being very forgiving. He was exceedingly thankful for all grace shown by his members, the company and his parents.

Now, it was time for the harder part. He walked through the dark cold street, step after step to the familiar address. His hands pushed into the pocket of his coat, in great need of warmth. The air conditioner in the house broke before this, he’s been living without heat for about 12 hours. He couldn’t escape the house either as he was suppose to be in hiding. Just his luck, he also forgot to wear gloves tonight.

He knocked against the wooden door, a crack in the door causing a splinter to prick the skin of his knuckle. He knocked again and waited. After 15 minutes, still not a single soul.

“Hey, I know you’re in there.” His voice sounded rough. As he hasn’t spoken much in the past few days, Jungkook was surprised by his own voice.

The door then opened with a creak, his large eyes engulfed into the small lifeless ones that stood before him. Despite being lifeless at first sight, he saw fear and sadness swimming around in them too.

“What do you want?” The soft, but hoarse voice ruptured in the quiet night. The air so chilled that her hot breath condensed in the contrasting temperature. Silence stood all around them for a moment before Jungkook sighed.

“I just wanted to apologise.” He said quietly, almost a whisper. Feeling guilty and for the first time, he felt small in front of the petite woman.

“Sorry doesn’t fucking cut it.” For someone so small, the girl spoke with so much hatred, Jungkook couldn’t believe that much hostility could occupy one being. Booming, so sharp that it cut the silence straight into half. The boy was shocked, expecting an easy and smooth forgiveness. But, his naive mind never ran over the possibilities of what was going to happen. Alas, he was, now, confronted and the infamous feline has really grabbed his tongue, this time. Maybe, even tied it into a knot as it felt like he couldn’t talk.

“I’m a girl. You’ll never understand what it’s like for me. For you, it’s a bump in your life, its a mistake that’ll soon be forgotten by many. For me, however, I’ll live with it forever. Instead of people telling me that it was just a mistake, they blame me for this. My reputation forever tarnished by you. I’ll always just be known as the girl that had that sex scandal with that idol. People at my workplace talk about me, I’ve been forced to resign to protect the company’s reputation. People at the convenient store talk about me, I see the censored thumbnails of that stupid fucking video on the covers of magazines while walking in the goddamn supermarket. People are making violating comments about my body, right in front of me. All thanks to you, the whole world knows what I look like when I’m fucking you, completely naked.” Her voice once again, firm and loud enough for Jungkook to understand the emotions she was projecting, but not loud enough to wake the neighbours. Jisoo wouldn’t risk that, there was enough talk going around town.
Jungkook, then, realised the double standards that was still alive. He’ll be able to move on and build his career again and soon, everyone would forget. But, a female body. The female anatomy wasn’t easily forgotten especially by people who sexualise it so much. Even, Jungkook could still remember what his first love looked like. But, not her face first, if you asked him in this way. He remembered the curves in her body and the way she moulded so perfectly with him. The sole reason why he remember her face was because well she's his first love.

“You said you’d always protect me. Why didn’t you keep your promise?” She whispered, her voice broken. Though, she was quick to compose herself again, blinking the tears away. Refusing for the, though downhearted too, boy to see her so broken. She knew how it’d affect him, because through everything she still does love Jungkook.

“I know, Jisoo. B-but this is different, I-I couldn’t-“ Jungkook stammered, not being able to say what he wanted properly. Shoving his tears to the back of his eye socket, clearing his throat so he could properly discuss this. 

“I think we should breakup. If that wasn’t obvious enough.” Jisoo interrupted coldly. 

“No. Please.” Jungkook whispered as he begged. The only words he could muster up. 

“Please never look for me again.” She said almost reluctantly.

“Jisoo, we can talk it out. Please, just stay.” Jungkook had a tear running down his face at this point. Jisoo wiped at the tear with a small smile, her’s also threatening to fall.

“Goodbye Jungkook.” With a kiss on the cheek, slowly Jungkook felt her hands slip away and she retracted back into the house. 

This love died too early, Jungkook did love her but the unhappy boy’s eyes weren’t as glossy as he thought it would be. He was hurt, he did feel the sour squeezing in his nose and the closing of his throat. Yet, it didn’t hurt as bad as he expected. Above all, his mind, contrarily, hasn’t occupied by Jisoo at all. These few days, it had been set on avoiding thinking about you. Although, the boy was trying to circumvent, eschewing these thoughts seemed to make them worse. Avoidance wasn’t going to make him feel any better, he had to come to grips with it.

Everyone advised him that it was a mistake to leave. But, Jungkook didn’t care. He’s been in their restraints for too long, as much as he liked being restrained. He didn’t like it this way. As the male sat in his gigantic kingsized bed, once again. He thought all was right in the world again, like the stars had aligned in the world, except that it’s not. He felt he was missing something as his eyebrow scrunched together, then your image popped up in his mind. His eyes widened in realisation as his stared into the white ceiling. His raised eyelids start to falter as he thought about what to do. There was a shit load he had to do, he was muddled as to where to start. 

He had to find you. Jungkook stared at the map, the leather seat beneath him getting warm. As he drew on the map, the red ink smudging on the glossy paper, he narrowed down his options to you two’s hometown first. His lean legs reached for the gas pedal, his ink stained hands found the steering wheel and sped down the roads. He went out to venture, close to a pilgrim, on a journey to search for you. Your name is his permanent safe word, you are is his permanent safe house.

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Keto Mozzarella Stuffed Meatballs!

I adapted this recipe from Tasty: http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=rQMR8Q0P_SU

These were amazing!! Definitely will remake.


Ingredients:
1 pound ground beef
1 pound Italian sausage
1 cup crushed pork rind crumbs
2 eggs
2 large garlic cloves, minced
1 tablespoon chopped fresh parsley
1 tablespoon chopped fresh basil
1 teaspoon salt
½ teaspoon black pepper
½ cup Parmesan or shredded mozzarella
¼ cup heavy cream mixed with ¼ cup water
5 sticks mozzarella string cheese cut into 4-5 pieces each.
½-¾ cups or Rao’s Homemade marinara sauce

Instructions:

1. Add everything except the sliced mozzarella and marinara sauce into a bowl and combine with your hands until well blended!

3. Pinch off a golf-ball sized piece of the meatball mixture and roll into a ball. Flatten into a circle, then place one of the pieces of mozzarella in the middle of the circle. Wrap the meatball around the cheese to completely enclose it and roll into a ball again. Repeat with the remaining meat mixture; you should have enough for about 16-18 meatballs.

4. Heat ½ cup of marinara in a sauce pan. Add meatballs and cover with more sauce if desired. Cover and cook on medium high heat for 12-15 mins. Alternatively, bake in a 400 F oven for 20 minutes, until browned and cooked through.

Trust Me

So this is from last month, there were two girls whom I owe two fanfics because I guess the notes on my phone didn’t save properly. If there were anyone else’s that got looked over, I apologize but I only have time to redo these two.
I’m sorry again M and R! Here’s the first one!

Prompt #12:  The heat is off in my apartment and you know how to fix it and now you’re shirtless in my living room.
Superstar: Dean Ambrose

Thanks again ladies for the request :)

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Kunpimook Bhuwkakul Scenarios

Originally posted by kunpimuak

I will update this list after writing a new scenario!

~Scenarios~

  1. Muse (Fluff)
  2. Living In Color (Soulmates AU)
  3. No Language Barrier (Comedy)
  4. Coffee Shop Surprises (Fluff)
  5. Animal Crackers (Fluff)
  6. Work Annoyance (Comedy)
  7. Reckless (Smut)
  8. Missing You (Smut)
  9. Really, Really(Fluff)
  10. Pent Up Anger(Angst/Fluff)
  11. River Flows In You(Fluff)
  12. Fly(Fluff)
  13. Here Now(Angst/Fluff)
  14. Invasion(Comedy)
  15. Piano Boy(Fluff)
  16. Broken Home(Angst/Fluff)
  17. Empty Spaces(Fluff)
  18. Love Me(Angst/Fluff)
  19. Bad Day(Fluff)
  20. Home(Fluff)
  21. Safety Net(Angst, Fluff)
  22. Stand Out(Fluff)
  23. Platonic.(Angst)
  24. Heat(Fluff)
  25. 12 Hours, 8 Minutes, 22 Seconds(Fluff)
  26. Broken Pieces(Doctor AU)
  27. The One At The Fanmeet(Fluff)
  28. Lover, Please Stay(Angst/Fluff)
  29. Distress(Smut/Fluff)
  30. Not-So Bad Boy(Highschool AU)(Fluff/Suggestive)

~Drabbles~

  1. You have… A poster of me?(Fluff)
  2. I’m too tiny!(YugBam)(Fluff) 
  3. You got a dog???(Fluff)

~Other~

  1. Father!Bambam
  2. Boyfriend!Bambam

~Texts~

  1. Destructive Boyfriend Bambam (Text)
  2. The Other Boys Try to Convince You he Likes You (Text)
  3. Late-Night Risky Texts (Text)

~Snapchats~

  1. Bambam Trying To Keep Your Snap Streak (Snapchat)

~Instagram Posts~

  1. What he posts when he misses you(Instagram)

~Video Edits~

  1. Fall Together - The Temper Trap
  2. 2 Minutes Of Bambam’s Laugh

~Series’~

Aware Series: Angels And Demons(Part 1) || Aware(Part 2) || Lullaby(Part 3) ||

 If I Tremble(Part 4) || Poison(Part 5) || Private Fears In Public Places(Ending 1)

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Left Behind: Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3(end)

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Skinny Love: Part 1 || Part 2(end)

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Constellations: Prologue || Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 ||

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Moon-Glo Motel and Chuck Wagon Restaurant - Lake City, Florida

4 miles south on Highway U.S. 41 - Air Conditioned - Electric Heat - Tub & Showers - 12 Units - Some Family Rooms - Swimming Pool - Restaurant - Room Phones. Phone 3222, Lake City, Florida

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Thomas Sangster Imagines          Dylan O'Brien Imagines
Jealousy                                           Anxiety
The Easiest Choice
Don’t Leave Please  

Thomas Sangster Series           Dylan O'Brien Series
More of This Part 1                    Game of Chess Part 1
More of This Part 2                    Game of Chess Part 2
                                                   Game of Chess Part 3    
                                                   Game of Chess Part 4
                                                   Game of Chess Part 5
                                                   Game of Chess Part 6                                 
                                                   Game of Chess Part 7
                                                   Game of Chess Part 8
                                                   Game of Chess Part 9
                                                   Game of Chess Part 10
                                                   Game of Chess Part 11                                                                                              Game of Chess Part 12 
                                                   Game of Chess Part 13    
                                                   Game of Chess Part 14      

                                 

Newt Imagines                    Thomas(TMR) Imagines
Double Dare Me (Smut)       Buckets of Water (Smut)
Adorable                                Fairytale
They All Know (Smut)
Here You Are (Smut)
Infuriating
I Made It
Counting Stars (Smut)
Keep Up (Smut)
Stay Awhile
Lost Yourself
Chemicals


Newt Series                      Newt Series
Follow Me Part 1                 Follow Me Part 7
Follow Me Part 2                 Follow Me Part 8  
Follow Me Part 3                 Follow Me Part 9  
Follow Me Part 4                 Follow Me Part 10    
Follow Me Part 5                 Follow Me Part 11    
Follow Me Part 6                 Follow Me Part 12 (Finished)

Back To You Part 1               Back To You Part 11
Back To You Part 2               Back To You Part 12  
Back To You Part 3               Back To You Part 13  
Back To You Part 4               Back To You Part 14    
Back To You Part 5               Back To You Part 15      
Back To You Part 6               Back To You Part 16      
Back To You Part 7               Back To You Part 17      
Back To You Part 8               Back To You Part 18    
Back To You Part 9               Back To You Part 19    
Back To You Part 10             (Finished!)  

Little Do You Know Part 1        Little Do You Know Part 10
Little Do You Know Part 2        Little Do You Know Part 11    
Little Do You Know Part 3        Little Do You Know Part 12
Little Do You Know Part 4        Little Do You Know Part 13      
Little Do You Know Part 5        Little Do You Know Part 14          
Little Do You Know Part 6        Little Do You Know Part 15  
Little Do You Know Part 7        Little Do You Know Part 16
Little Do You Know Part 8        Little Do You Know Part 17
Little Do You Know Part 9        Little Do You Know Part 18  

Classy Dogs Part 1               Classy Dogs Part 11
Classy Dogs Part 2               Classy Dogs Part 12      
Classy Dogs Part 3               Classy Dogs Part 13        
Classy Dogs Part 4               Classy Dogs Part 14        
Classy Dogs Part 5               Classy Dogs Part 15      
Classy Dogs Part 6               Classy Dogs Part 16        
Classy Dogs Part 7               Classy Dogs Part 17            
Classy Dogs Part 8               Classy Dogs Part 18    
Classy Dogs Part 9               Classy Dogs Part 19    
Classy Dogs Part 10             Finished!    


Thomas TMR Series                Thomas TMR Series

(ON HOLD)
Bloody Secrets Part 1            Bloody Secrets Part 6
Bloody Secrets Part 2            Bloody Secrets Part 7  
Bloody Secrets Part 3            Bloody Secrets Part 8      
Bloody Secrets Part 4            (ON HOLD)        
Bloody Secrets Part 5

Minho Imagines                   Gally Imagines

                                            Puppy Love


Peter Pan(OUAT) and Newt Imagines/Series

The Lion and the Wolf Part 1
The Lion and the Wolf Part 2      
The Lion and The Wolf Part 3      


I Am No Angel (Smut)

Peter Pan(OUAT) Series          Robbie Kay Imagines

Amaranth Part 1                           Like a Dream Part 1
Amaranth Part 2                           Like a Dream Part 2      
Amaranth Part 3                           Like a Dream Part 3  
Amaranth Part 4                           Like a Dream Part 4                                
Amaranth Part 5                           Like a Dream Part 5                            
Amaranth Part 6                           Like a Dream Part 6                      
Amaranth Part 7                           Like a Dream Part 7
Amaranth Part 8                           Like a Dream Part 8
Amaranth Part 9                           Like a Dream Part 9                    
Amaranth Part 10                         Finished!                  
Amaranth Part 11
Amaranth Part 12                        Summer Heat(smut not with Robbie)
Amaranth Part 13
Amaranth Part 14
Amaranth Part 15
Amaranth Part 16
Amaranth Part 17
Amaranth Part 18
Amaranth Part 19


Peter Pan(OUAT) Imagines

Stay Quiet(Smut)

Teen Wolf

Isaac Lahey Series

Candy Wrappers Part 1
Candy Wrappers Part 2
Candy Wrappers Part 3
Candy Wrappers Part 4
Candy Wrappers Part 5
Candy Wrappers Part 6

Undetermined Pairing                       Random Smut Night

Bring Me Home Part 1                     Yes Sir(Adrian Harris TW)
Bring Me Home Part 2                     Don’t Think(Chris Argent TW)  
Bring Me Home Part 3
Bring Me Home Part 4
Bring Me Home Part 5
Bring Me Home Part 6

Captain Hook Imagines

Dreamshade

Draco Malfoy(HP) Imagines

Studies

Turn Down the Heat - 12 (Leonard Snart/Reader)

Part One Part Two  Part Three  Part Four  Part Five  Part Six  Part Seven  Part Eight  Part Nine  Part Ten  Part Eleven

Originally posted by prisonbreakgifs

Snart woke up in the morning staring at he ceiling. There was something in his gut that told him today was going to be one of those days.

He swung his feet off onto the cold floor grabbing his boots. He pulled them on lacing them up tight before he stood up. He looked at the side table grabbing his wallet putting into this pocket. It was a routine. It wasn’t that he anticipated needing, but more of a habit.

He sighed as he reached for a ring. Nothing special. Just a plastic quarter machine one. 

He rolled it around his thumb and index finger. It was rough from holding onto it for so long. He shoved it into his front pocket clearing his throat before grabbing his interior jacket of his parka. 

He walked putting it on and looked over seeing Mick walking toward. He had a look on his face that said he wanted something, “It’s going to have to wait Mick.”

“Can’t.” Mick stopped next to him, “Y/N, needs are help in the hanger.”

Snart looked at him surprised, “Really? Did she say why?”

Mick rolled his eyes, “Look, I don’t ask questions. I just go where I’m told and she needs help with something. It’s supposed to help us get home.”

“Well…” Snart adjusted his collar and started walking down the hall, “What are we standing around for.”

Mick hung back a moment let a long breath out of his nose. He had no idea what he was going to do once they got there and Snart didn’t see you.

You stared into the core taking a deep breath. 

“You don’t have to do this.” You looked over at Sarah behind you.

You smiled a little, “Yeah I do. If I don’t we’re all going to die, and I can’t let happen.”

She watched you look down at your hands, “What do you want me to tell him?”

You looked back at her frowning, “That I’m sorry. I know he won’t understand…but…my time with him has…”

Sarah frowned walking over to you giving you a hug, “I’ll tell him. Don’t worry.”

“If Mick…”

“I’ll make sure he doesn’t get by.” Sarah pulled away looking at your face. She smiled brushing a tear away, “Thank you, Y/N. I won’t forget this. None of us will.”

You took a deep breath turning away from her, “Dr. Stein, Mr. Palmer, can hear me?”

Palmer’s voice came through the com link you were wearing, “We hear you and we’re getting clear readings.”

“Mr. Palmer.” You smiled stepping up to the door, “Don’t be sad…help them get home.”

“I will.”

“Y/N…” It was Rip, “I have documented your work. Everything found while you’re inside…it will be put to good use. I assure you.”

That was as close of an ‘atta girl, as you were going to get, “Just promise me you’ll take them home.”

“I’ll do my best.” Rip cleared his throat, “Your sacrifice will not be forgotten.”

You took another deep breath, “I’m entering the core now.”

Everyone on the bridge waited quietly. Rip glanced over at Palmer and Stein looking at the readings. Jax was comforting Kendra. He looked away from them all silently praying to himself that this would work.

“Rip…” He listened as your voice came through, “It’s beautiful…time all at once. There’s an elegance to it. It’s not contain in the sphere at all…it’s branching out to the variance tubes.”

“I’m sure it is.” Rip said trying to be comforting, “Are you able to see what’s wrong?”

“Yes…I’m working…my way over.” Your voice sounded labored, “I can see a branch…it’s attached to the hall from the center…it makes sense. It’s like a virus…spreading on the ship instead of the drive system.”

“Is everything going alright?” He asked glancing at Stein. The doctor shook his frowning.

“I’m managing.” You told him working your way around pipes. You could feel your skin blistering, “I’m almost there…how are the readings looking?”

Ray swallowed blinking away the tears, “Strong…and clear. Your vitals…”

“Don’t worry about that.” You interrupted him taking a deep breath. It burned going down. “I can see the tilt. I’m going to start pushing…Gideon as soon as you see an inch…take off.”

“We’ve got a problem.” Sarah’s voice came through.

Rip sighed, “Subdue him. No matter the cost. Gideon lock the core door.”

“Move Sarah.” Snart stood in the room staring past her too the door.

“I can’t do that.” Sarah looked at him frowning, “She needed to do this. She wanted to do-”

“I don’t care! We can still save her!” Snart shouted taking steps toward the door. Sarah stepped in the way, “Don’t…push your luck Canary…”

“Snart…I know…but I can’t let you.” Sarah raised her fist, “I am prepared to do whatever it takes.”

“Let me talk to her.” Sarah’s eyes got wide. He stared at her, “Please, Sarah…let me talk to her.”

Sarah looked down for a moment before reaching into her ear handing the com to him, “I don’t think she has much time.”

He took it putting it in his ear, “Y/N…”

You paused for a moment, but then kept pushing the metal barrier watching the tendril slowly inch away. You need to hurry…you could feel the pain take over.

“Y/N…I know you can hear me.” He walked toward the door looking inside trying to see you, “Please come out.”

You felt tears slipping down your face as continued, “Please…I’ll tell you everything…please…I can’t lose you again. Come out.”

“Len…” You frowned pushing your back against the wall putting your feet against barrier. You took a deep breath, “Don’t be angry…”

“I could never be angry with you.” He whispered putting a hand on the window, “Just come out…let me take care of you.”

You started to push, “Thank you…”

“For what?” He tried the handle again.

“For teaching me what it’s like to be wanted.” You let out a yell as you put all your might into it. As you did the tendril latched onto your leg burning into your skin.

“Y/N!” Len shouted as he started to throw himself at the door, “Open the door!”

“Gideon?” Rip asked shutting his eyes as he sat in his chair, “Are we able to move?”

“Yes sir. Plotting a coarse out of the stream.” Gideon stated.

The bridge remained still as Snart’s cry for you filled the ship. 

Mick sat in the hanger on one of the spare ships listening to his partner until he couldn’t anymore and shut the shuttle’s doors.

Sarah stood there watching him bang on the door getting no reply from you. Finally she walked over grabbing his arm only for him to rip it away from her, “Snart…”

“She can’t be gone…” He whispered, “I still remember her…”

 Sarah frowned staying there with him until he would be ready to walk away. She knew it might be a while.

You landed hard against the ground feeling the last bit of the air in your lungs escape. You rolled on your side gasping for air as you tried to see where you were.

Everything was so dark and damp. You slowly found your breath again getting to your knees. You looked around seeing a neighborhood.

“Wh…” You stood up spinning slowly seeing antique cars lining the street. You turned stopping as you looked at a blue house. He had described it perfectly to you right down to the deck furniture.

“1629 Hadley…Avenue…” You whispered slowly walking toward it glancing at the mailbox that read Snart.

Baron | all I need 5 | Corbin

AUTHORS NOTE:

ONE | TWO | THREE | FOUR

And this chapter was the start of this neat idea that came up when my girl @writergrrrl29 and I were talking last night and it’s more or less Baron and Savannah getting to know each other.. Without fighting, *le gasp*. But yes, it’s more plot. There are fluffy and kinda cute / sexy moments and yes, I swear to God, smut is still incoming.

This is just going to be a slow burn too. I hope you guys are enjoying it because I am really enjoying writing it, to be honest.

Proud Barons Bitch, Livvie

WARNINGS:

eventually rough sex, !Alpha Baron x !Omega Reader, biting/marking, talks of alpha omega dynamics ( things like reader having a heat cycle, Baron knotting reader at some point, etc) and pretty much anything that comes to me. I’ll update the warnings as needed.

Originally posted by thearchitectwwe

“You have got to be kidding me.” I watched as the word DELAY flashed next to my flight. On top of a 3 hour layover, the flight was now going to be delayed. All I wanted to do was get home and lock myself away, ride out the remainder of this heat cycle from hell. And so far, it seemed like everything was sort of popping up to stop that. I dragged my hand through my hair, fidgeting a little bit.


I could get a hotel room for the night.


or you could just drive… I thought to myself as I started to push through the crowd, stopping to talk to Becky and Carmella for a few minutes. Both of them were convinced that the flight was going to be flying out by at least 9 and everything was going to be okay.


But I’ve never been a very patient girl and 3 or more hours just suddenly seemed like an eternity. So I told the girls goodbye and I made my way to the rental car kiosk. His scent filled my nose and I stiffened all over, starting to fidget.


Again, my fingers drifted upward, settling on the braided leather choker around my neck. I almost got out of line just because he was standing in the line, but I scoffed at myself. I was being a baby about all this.


He got his rental car and walked away and I took my turn at the desk. And the second that the clerk told me there were no more cars left, I lightly beat my head against the desk only to feel a tap to my shoulder and turn, finding Dolph standing there, dangling keys, flashing that megawatt grin that only reminded me of a politician pulling something slick.


“I got a car an hour ago.. If you want, you can ride with me.” but before I could politely decline and disappear, Baron stepped up behind me and stated in a gruff but calm and no bullshit tone as he told Dolph, “She can go with me.”


“I’m fine, I’ll just..”

“No, it’s cool.. I mean you were obviously in a hurry to get back. I got a few friends to go and visit, but it’s not that far out of my way.” Baron was smirking at me and I bit my lip, shuffling my feet. If I turned him down, then Dolph would hound me for the next few hours about going with him. I’d figured out his game by now, I knew that he was actively trying to persuade me to be his mate.


But Baron stepping up and offering to share a car with me when a few days ago he couldn’t get far enough away from me, well.. I wasn’t expecting it.


he has been trying… and he did give you the choker… the guys all think he’s trying and it couldn’t hurt to give him a chance… I thought to myself as I looked from male to male. “ I’ll go. Only if I’m not in your way.” I told Baron and I could just feel Dolph glaring a hole through Baron and staring intently at me. It was enough to make me scoot closer to Baron by default.. But not too close. As soon as our bodies lightly brushed by accident, I stepped back a little.


“You won’t be.”


I eyed him warily and bit my lip.. The trip was going to be at least 12 hours in a car.. I’d be  trapped in a car with a man who only seemed to suddenly want me because I was in heat for 12 hours.. A man that I wanted so bad I could taste it… When I didn’t want to strangle him bare handed, that is.


“Are you sure this is a good idea?”

“It’s better than you riding with Ziggler.”

“Good point.. I still say I should wait and maybe the flight won’t be delayed that long.” I hesitated but Baron shook his head. “Look, I’m tryin here.”


I bit my lip. If that damned pleading puppy look hadn’t been in his eyes, I probably wouldn’t have ever agreed to it… Before I realized what exactly I’d just agreed to, I was getting my bags from the luggage carousel and we were walking through the car lot to find his rental car.


… this is not the smartest thing you’ve ever done…

… it’s one hell of a lot smarter than riding with Ziggler for 12 hours…

… hello, this is the most vulnerable time of your heat cycle… and you’re trapping yourself in a car with a man who only sees you as holes to fuck… or an inconvenience…


I grumbled at myself in annoyance and Baron hit the unlock button, the headlights on a black Camaro lighting up. “At least it’s black.” we both said it at the same time and he eyed me. I explained with a shrug, “I hate white cars. And every single time I rent one, it’s white.. Or that weird golden color.”


“Me too.. Only I usually wind up stuck in the green ones.” Baron chuckled as he finished putting our stuff into the trunk and shutting it. He got in the driver seat and started up the car and as we merged with traffic, this red car came zipping by, almost blindsiding us.


“Motherfucker!” “Asshole!” we both shouted at the other car, middle fingers raised as Baron also laid on the horn. We shared a look and I quickly dropped his gaze and turned my attention back to the window on my side of the car after flipping through radio stations, settling on one of the Sirius ones that played all my favorite hard rock and heavy metal music.


I felt Baron’s gaze fix on me intently.

“You actually like this music… Not just Crue.”

“Umm, what’s wrong with me liking hard rock or heavy metal?”

“But on the plane that last time you were listening to Madonna…” Baron snickered a little as we merged into traffic. I hummed along with an Avenged song as I shrugged. “People are allowed to have more than one side.”


“They are, but.. I never really.. Nevermind.” Baron went quiet, focusing on the road. It stayed really quiet for almost 3 hours and I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew, I was being prodded awake and I sat up quickly, rubbing my eyes, my usual grumpy look on my face.


==

He snickered and stopped the car at the diner just off the interstate. He knew if he was starving, she had to be. For a few seconds, Baron just sat there, watching her sleep, thinking about the few conversations they’d had so far. How well things were actually going.


He was kind of glad he’d listened to Jimmy and Jey when they suggested that he go over and offer to give Savannah a ride to keep her from going with Ziggler. And Kofi and the guys had been on him to at least try, to show her that he really did want her and he’d been an idiot. The words were just harder to say when Baron was more accustomed to actions.


“Alright doll.. Time to wake up.” he muttered it quietly, leaning over and tentatively poking her awake, snickering when she sat up like she was launched from a rocket and glaring, her hair sticking up everywhere. “Where are we?”


“I’m fuckin starved. Thought we could stop and eat.” Baron explained as Savannah slipped her feet back into her heels, wincing as she did so. Baron eyed her feet and then asked with a raised brow, “If they hurt your feet that bad, why wear ‘em?”


“Because they’re sexy and red and leather.. And they have spikes.”

“But they make you miserable.”


“But.. they make my ass look amazing.”


“You don’t really need the heels for that, but hey, what the fuck do I know?” Baron mumbled it to himself as he watched her slinking towards the diner, shivering and complaining about the cold. He went to the trunk and dug around, getting out his leather jacket, a blanket he knew she carried in her carry on. When he pulled out the blanket, a framed photo fell out.


She was probably about 8 or 9 and she was sitting on the shoulders of a really tall man with really long hair who was leaning against a brick building wearing coveralls stained in oil and grease. A restored antique motorcycle was parked in the background of the photo and for a few seconds, Baron smiled to himself, just staring at the picture. When he heard her call his name from the door of the diner, he quickly shoved the photo back down in her bag and put the blanket and his jacket in the car, in her seat.


“Maybe it’ll calm down her fidgeting in her sleep.” he muttered to himself as he made his way into the diner, finding the booth she sat at, already drinking a large soda, slurping through the straw. He eyed the vintage jukebox in the back of the diner and raised a brow at her.


“What?”

“Did you put Skid Row on?”

“Mhmm… was it that obvious?”

“Kinda.” Baron smirked a little.


“Was that an actual smile?” Savannah retorted, poking out her tongue at him. “What took you so long?”

“Had to get something out of the trunk.”

“Oh. I mean it wasn’t my business..” Savannah went quiet and Baron watched her, quietly. “It’s fine.” he coughed as he tore his eyes off of her, focusing on the menu instead.


“I’m getting the triple cheeseburger and the loaded cheese fries.” Savannah mused aloud, mostly to break the silence and Baron looked up, brow raised.


“I’m a growing girl!”

“Where in the hell are you going to put all that?”

“Places?” Savannah laughed and shook her head, her cheeks tinting a dark red. “What? You think I can’t eat it all?”


“I’m telling you, Savannah.. I’ve eaten here between shows.. Their burgers are bigger than normal.. And the triple is literally almost as big as your head.”


“And I’m telling you.. I’ve eaten here before and I think I got it.”

“Okay, alright. But I’m not holdin your hair when you’re pukin and miserable.”

“You don’t have to. Just trust me.”


Baron waved his hands and went silent.


==


I laughed quietly to myself and groaned as I finished the last bite of the burger sitting in front of me. The diner was quiet and the silence wasn’t too awkward, but it was just a little awkward. I slunk to the jukebox in the back and straightened a dollar out, sliding it into the slot. I was moving my hips in time with the song when I saw him standing behind me in the reflection on the glass of the jukebox. Self consciously, I licked my lips and toyed with the choker around my neck.


I felt his body brushing against mine from behind lightly and I whimpered quietly as I turned around and found myself body to body with him and he chuckled, his eyes roaming slowly over my body. I smirked and after swallowing hard, I pulled myself together and managed to ask him cockily, “Like what you’re lookin at, Baron?”


“You have no idea, kitten.” he muttered back, moving closer, his hands gripping my hips. “Ready to hit the road again?”


“Y-yeah.” I managed to answer as I worked on getting myself back under control. My thighs were clenching painfully tight and my panties were dripping wet and I scowled at myself.. How in the hell had I even remotely thought that sharing a car with him for 12 hours, on my worst heat cycle to date was even sort of a good idea?


But so far, we hadn’t been fighting nonstop, either.

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Summer Heat, Chapter 12

“So,” Gintoki started, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned back on his chair in the living room of his home. “You’re asking for my permission to fake-date my daughter to help you get rid of this arranged marriage fiasco you’re currently in while setting aside the fact that you actually do like my daughter and that you claim she reciprocates your feelings.”

Okita Sougo, sat respectfully on the floor and in front of his homeroom teacher, nodded. “That’s right.”

Gintoki’s expression was indifferent and although Sougo was known to be like that at times, it didn’t help lessen the nervousness he was feeling. He didn’t want to further ruin his chances with his teacher’s daughter and the current situation wasn’t exactly helping him (however stubbornly China would say otherwise).

Gintoki spoke. “Then why don’t you just date her for real?”

“Because I want to do it right,” came his immediate reply.

Gintoki noted that his daughter had blushed at that but kept silent and instead waited for the younger male to continue.

“I didn’t want to drag her into this but,” he paused as he sent a glare to girl seated beside his teacher, “she had been too stubborn and insisted to help me. Although I have no idea how that would be.” Kagura stuck her tongue out at him in spite.

He focused his attention back to the perm-head. “I want to date her because I want to and not because I want to get rid of unwanted arranged marriages. After we resolve this issue, I’ll ask her out properly.” He bowed his head then, and Kagura had felt overwhelmed at the sight of him doing something for her when he was the one who had problems. “I’m telling you all of this so you wouldn’t get any misunderstanding and eventually forbid me to really date your daughter. This also includes me asking permission to truly date your daughter in the near future.”

For a while, Gintoki stared at the mop of flaxen-hair bowing in front of him. He frowned. “Aren’t you getting a little arrogant here, Souichirou-kun?”

With his head still cast down, Sougo answered, “I have no excuse, Danna,” he raised his head and looked directly at his teacher’s eyes, “except for the fact that my feelings for Kagura are genuine and absolute.”

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