i am done for tonight i promise

We Fight, We Breakup, We Fuck, We Makeup- Derek Luh Smut

Request: Could I request an imagine with Derek where we’ve been together for 2 years and we get into a huge fight but we make up with something a bit smutty

Warnings: Cursing and I’ve never written smut before so this might be crappy 🙈😩

I was sitting at home scrolling through Instagram and checking out my Twitter mentions while watching Catfish simultaneously. I put my phone down for a couple seconds to channel surf when I hear a car pull into the driveway.

Derek’s home from the studio. Finally. Lately Derek has been going to the studio and coming back late, but I’ve always fallen asleep before he gets back. I hope there’s nothing I should be worried about.

My thoughts are soon stopped in place when I hear the keys jingle in the door it opens ever so slightly. He walks in and a gust of wind blows through the house. I’m suddenly slapped in the face by a strong scent of alcohol mixed with… weed.

Is he serious right now? We’ve talked about this shit, over and over and he thinks he can get away with it?! No. Not today. Before he sees me, I turn around and walk towards the staircase and sit on the fourth step, my feet resting on the third. Phone in hand, and ready to yell.

He closes the door behind him and stops in his tracks when he sees me sitting on the steps. “Hey baby. How are you,” Derek smiles. I look at him up and down and notice that his eyes are bloodshot red. He’s high right now.

When he notices that I don’t reply, he asks, “What’s wrong, baby?” Still ignoring his questions, I finally speak up. “Did you have fun at the ‘studio’, Derek?,” I ask putting air quotes around studio. “Um, yeah. I got a lot done today,“he lied straight through his teeth. His perfect white teeth that seemed to blind people whenever he smiled. Fuck, Y/N focus.

“Oh really, like what?,” I challenged. I wanted to catch him in his dirty ass lie. “Um, I published a song, wrote some more lyrics, and here I am.”

“Really, Derek? Because you were gone since 8 tonight and currently it’s 2 in the morning. You’re trying to tell me that it took you 6 hours to write a couple songs and publish one? Do you think I’m stupid Derek?,” I ranted standing up on the stairs from getting angry.

“Okay, I’m gonna need you to chill because you’re raising your voice.” Was I raising my voice? I didn’t even notice.

I stepped down that stairs and made my way over to Derek, bringing his clothes towards my nose. Just to show him that I knew he was lying. I look up at him and I see he has a worried expression on his face.

“Huh, smells a little familiar don’t you think? The perfect mix of alcohol and oh what’s that? Weed?,” I say with anger and irritation laced in my voice. “So Derek, is the studio your final answer because I caught you in a damn lie and right now I’m very aggravated.”

He stays silent.“That’s what I thought. You know what Derek, I am so fucking tired of you always lying to me! I’m over it,” I say raising my voice. Yeah, I noticed this time.

“Woah, what do you mean always lying to you? When have I ever lied to you, Y/N?,” Derek asked raising his voice to same level as I did.

“Hmm,” I pretended to think. “How about the fact that you told me you were going to the studio when in reality you went to the club, you promised you’d stop smoking but look at where we are right now and let’s not forget - -.” He cut me off,“OK hold up, who said I smoked weed. You’re always assuming shit, and it’s getting on my fucking nerves,” he yelled at the top of his weed filled lungs. He can’t fool me.

“Oh, I’m assuming shit? Derek, your eyes are bloodshot red, you smell like fucking weed. I’m so done with your shit,” I say walking up the stairs. I get into our shared bedroom, grab my Adidas duffel bag and start stuffing my shit in there.

I jump up in fear when I feel snake their way around my waist. As soon as my brain proceses that it’s Derek, I immediately shake him off of me considering I was still pissed at him. “C'mon babe it was one blunt,” Derek whined. “So you did lie, you’re a fucking, ugh,” I grunted being too angry to finish my sentence.

“Come on, Y/N, we’ve been together for 2 fucking years and you want to leave just because I smoked a blunt tonight,” Derek protested. “It’s not even that Derek,” I say turning around. “It’s the fact that you promised me you’d stop smoking and you went behind my back and still did it. You probably even smoked this whole week, but got away with it because I fell asleep before you got back. So you know what, yes I am leaving,” I say ever so calmly and turning back around to finish packing my stuff.

I’m almost done packing when I am pulled from behind and spun around. I feel pain in my back when I am slammed against the wall with two hands on each side of my body.

I am confused as to what’s going on when I hear Derek whisper,“ I guess now I have to fuck you to remind you how good I am when I’m high.” I almost moan at his words. He moves his lips down to my neck and starts kissing it roughly. I can tell there going to be hickies there in the morning.

Derek continues his actions until I moan. He whispers in my ear again,“Bounce.” I jump up and wrap my legs around Derek’s waist.

Let’s just say we had a lot of fun that night. Maybe I’ll let Derek keep smoking weed.

A/N: Thanks you guys so much for reading. This was requested by the lovely lady: almoststupendousparadise. I love you guys and I’ll talk to y'all soon ✌️🤘👋

Otayuri fic recs #3

Sweet Summer Mornings by thelonelywriter (oneshot, nsfw)

THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER OH MY GOD HOW CAN SOMETHING BE SO PERFECT Listen to me this fic made me smile so hard just when i needed it the most. So basically this is 10k words of Otayuri fluff and smut. They are so perfect together. SO BEAUTIFUL ❤❤❤❤

Hashtags by abrandnewheart (oneshot, sfw)

It is gonna kill you and your life will be ruined after reading this. In other words beutiful angst thet will leave you with a lot feelings. I hate it and I love it at the same time. Thank you @mylittlesecretshelter for recommending me this.Don’t read if you dont want to be sad,

Honey, We Broke the Children by blackmountainbones (oneshot, teen and up)

OMG this is so funny I’ve been laughiing the whole time while reading this. Victor is a main character and he is super worried about Yurio( Yurio has a daddy kink #daddybek ;) ) and it is super funny and adorable. 

Gold Medal by howlingmoonrise (TheDarkStoryteller) (oneshot, nsfw)

So in this one Otabek is completely different than in most fics but it is so cool to read. Also this one is super hot.

Halsey Series of Sin by siren of old (series, nsfw)

Ok so this is series of 6 short fics that shows development of their feeling for each other. I love it so much because you can find here fluff, smut and angst (aka everything I need from a good fic). and OMG everything is perfect here you have to read it you won’t regret it I promise

How Long You Walked For (til you got lost tonight) by LiviKate (oneshot, nsfw)

OH MY GOD I AM SCREAMING I LOVE IT SO MUCH the ending just killed me with its cuteness everything here is just perfect I am so in love just asdfghjkl AMAZING okay i am done screaming about it so Otabek here loves Yurio so much but is completely oblivious to the other boy feelings

I really hope you are gona like it. If you do, don’t forget to leave kudos and comments under the fics. This authors deserve them so much

Wow, it’s Wednesday already? Holy crap. How’s everybody doing? I hope you’re ready for some sloths today, cause you’re about to get slothed!

Manchester chief says police are investigating ‘a network’ of suspects following British bomb attack

Britain’s domestic security chief said Wednesday it was “likely” that the bomber who killed 22 people at a concert venue was not acting alone, underscoring the need for expanded security measures as the nation’s threat level was raised to its highest point.

President Trump holds ‘fantastic meeting’ with Pope Francis at the Vatican

How Trump’s Budget Would Affect Every Part of Government ▼


Trump budget could turn off his voters and sink his approval rating

I doubt it, but who knows anything anymore.

Sean Hannity done talking about Seth Rich and WikiLeaks ‘for now’ as Fox News retracts story

“I want to say this to you, my loyal audience, which is very important: Please do not interpret what I’m saying tonight to mean anything,” Hannity said. “Don’t read into this. I promise you I am not doing — going to stop doing my job to the extent of my ability.”

Sean Hannity, everybody.

Trump may have revealed the location of 'nuclear submarines’ on phone call to Philippine’s Duterte

What the hell, man. 

Wait… Wait… Did you see?



Breaking News: Just look at this freakin’ thing

My internet just went down and I was sad but then it came back and now I’m more thankful than ever for a working connection. Thank you for listening to my story.

I hope you guys have a nice day and try to be thankful for the stupid things. Examples: Working internet, sloth gifs, a semi-functioning democracy based on the rule of law.


“I take it, Harriet, that you have no new answer to give me?”
“No, Peter. I’m sorry, but I can’t say anything else.”
“All right. Don’t worry. I’ll try not to be a nuisance. But if you could put up with me occasionally, as you have done tonight, I should be very grateful to you.”
“I don’t think that would be at all fair to you.”
“If that’s the only reason, I am the best judge of that.” Then, with a return of his habitual self-mockery: “Old habits die hard. I will not promise to reform altogether. I shall, with your permission, continue to propose to you, at decently regulated intervals—as a birthday treat, and on Guy Fawkes Day and on the Anniversary of the King’s Accession. But consider it, if you will, as a pure formality. You need not pay the smallest attention to it.”
“Peter, it’s foolish to go on like this.”
“And, of course, on the Feast of All Fools.”
“It would be better to forget all about it—I hoped you had.”
“I have the most ill-regulated memory. It does those things which it ought not to do and leaves undone the things it ought to have done. But it has not yet gone on strike altogether.”

–Dorothy L. Sayers, Gaudy Night, Chapter IV, 1936.

Essays in Existentialism: Kids IV

Please please please can you give us more from the Kids AU? I love every second! How does Clarke deal when Lexa comes home? Is she super careful around her? Do the kids have trouble leaving her? Thank you!!!!

Previously on Kids

2:23 pm

The banner hung over the porch and the balloons danced in the breeze as the car pulled up to the familiar house. The door opened a second later, with the entirety of its occupants spilling out into the yard. The houses in the neighbourhood joined as well, a few people stepping out on their porches to see the returning hero. 

Keep reading

Tonight I am promising myself that I am done allowing myself to be devalued and deceived. I will walk away from you, and I won’t look back. I want the best for you, but I deserve to be treated with respect and like the actual, living, human being I am. Please realize how beautiful, intelligent, and full of love you are - and please don’t allow yourself to be treated this way either.

Submitted my final assessment for this semester. Now, is that tedious couple of weeks, waiting to find out my grade. But I’m chuffed that it’s done. Had such a nice day, where we had a class picnic and read out excerpts from our final short stories. We only gave positive feedback to each other today, and folks were really kind and warm. It was quite special, really. A nice way to end that subject. 

Anyway! I have promised some people some GIFS. I am here to say that they’ll be coming very soon. Tonight, I need to just rest, because I’m so damn tired (and, oh shit, my RS Writing Club story still needs a good edit). 

Also: somehow there was a bee in my bedroom when I got home, just, buzzin’. This was very odd. It’s winter, so no windows were open. 


I AM HAPPY TO SAY THAT AFTER BEING A TERRIBLE PROCRASTINATOR AND ACCIDENTALLY TAKING A HIATUS FROM HERE THAT I HAVE FINISHED PART 3!!! I will be uploading it tonight, as I have to go to sleep for work in the morning. Again, I am so sorry for making promises about getting it done, but now I have and I feel like my writer’s dam has been chipped a little and some ideas are flowing through. Thank you for understanding. And I will try not to make promises I can’t keep in the future!!!!❤️💛💚💙💜🖤

Originally posted by agoodgifisworth1000words

The Power Of Love - Part 5

Ok next part ;) enjoy

Request Anon = Can you do a read x Jensen story where you’re Jared’s little sister and have a job on Supernatural? Thanks!

A.N – Ok this was hard as I love Danneel and JJ so much and they are a perfect family!! So I went down the route of thinking of Jensen as a character. Or as if it’s all set in an AU environment, so the timing may be a bit off here and there, but hey it’s a story :P 

Anyway, hope you like Anon! 


You decide on the Matrix, you put the movie on as Jensen grabs you a beer. You sit on the sofa and wait for him to come back. He hands you your beer as he sits on the opposite end of the sofa making your heart drop slightly. It was your own fault after all, so you shook the feeling away. As you reached for the remote and hit the play button, you reach across flicking off the lamp leaving you both in darkness other than the TV.

You see J grab the blanket off the back if the sofa and open it out in front of him, laying it over his legs. Suddenly you feel a pair of arms snake around your waist; he pulls you over to him, wrapping your both in the blanket. You end up with your head on his chest, his left arm still wrapped around your waist his finger intertwined with yours resting on your stomach. You smile up at him, reaching up and placing a sweet kiss on what turns out to be under his jaw. He almost purred at the action which made you smile as you snuggled in further. 

The pair of you had drifted off at some point during the movie. 

You were awoken by a noise in the kitchen, you jump at the crash. You feel Jensen’s arms tighten around you.

“Shh, it’s only Gen” you hear his gruff sleep heavy voice in your ear. You smile  remembering where you were. You glance up at him

“ ‘at time is it?” you whisper sleepily 

“About 5 I think” he says grabbing his phone. Sure enough it was 5.15am, you knew the likelihood of getting anymore sleep was slim. Jared was always up stupidly early and Gen was clearly already up probably getting Thomas’ breakfast ready. But you weren’t ready to move just yet. Enjoying the feeling of J’s arms wrapped around you, his chest under your head. 

You both close your eyes again but neither of you actually sleep. You hear Jared bound down the stairs, shushed by his wife. You hear him walk over and the sound of a camera going off.  You tensed under the blanket ready to pounce and grab the damn phone from him. But Jensen pats your stomach telling you to let it go.

“They’re so cute!” Gen whispered, “I take it everything went well last night then?” she asked her husband

“Well from what I could see not much happened, except for a hug and a few words…very disappointing” Jared grumbled quietly

“Nosey bastard” You hear Jensen mumble beneath you, just loud enough for you to hear. You laugh silently, looking up to see him watching you. He winks and stretches, showing them he’s awake. 

“Oh looks like the love birds are awake” Jared sniggers 

“Gen is Thomas awake?” J asked she replies that he wasn’t 

“Oh good, fuck off Moose” you giggle as you see Jared glare at his best friend. You sit up stretching yourself. J kisses your head as he excuses himself to go to the bathroom.

Gen brings you coffee over as J moved from the couch. She winks at you

“Told you it would all be ok” you smile shyly as you slip your hot drink

Jensen returns, grabbing a coffee himself before talking to your brother at the counter. You hear your nephew awake and volunteer to go and get him. You run to the bathroom, before going to pick up the young boy from his nursery.

“Morning little man” he smiles up at you reaching for you, you scoop him up kissing his head. You spin to see Jensen watching you from the door. 

“Jared’s gone for his run and Gen’s busy so I thought I’d come spy on you” he smiles as he sees Thomas reach for him. 

“This is getting silly, my own nephew loves you more than me” you pout. 

“Aww poor baby” J kisses your cheek; it wasn’t a quick kiss either. His lips lingered there a lot longer than needed, it sent goosebumps flying down your spine.

He takes Thomas from your arms, winking as he walks from the room. You smile thinking you could get used to this as you follow him from the room.

After playing with you nephew for a while, you glance at your phone deciding you really should pack for the convention. 

“Ok someone needs to take me home” they all frown at you “I actually have to pack this time” you smile tightly, remembering the events of last night. Jensen stands up, fishing his keys from his pocket

“I’ll take you” you nod, hugging Gen.  You refuse to hug your brother as he’s still gross from his run. 

Promising to meet him at the airport tonight, you bid your farewells, giving Thomas a quick kiss before leaving. J grabs his jacket, deciding to go home as well.

You get in the car and buckle up. You feel Jensen grab your hand and give it a squeeze which you return. He lets it go starting the car. You drive in silence, but it’s not uncomfortable. He pulls up to your house, flicking off the engine. 

“You coming in? Or are you as unorganised as I am?” you joke, to which he laughs

“No I’m done. So I can help if you like?” you smiled and nodded. 

It was going to be a long weekend, conventions were always busy but know you were going to feel his absence even more, and although you were sure that most of the cast had seen that photo Jared took this morning by now, you weren’t sure if you were both ready to go public so quickly.

You walk into your house throwing your keys in the dish you had set aside. You walk to the stairs, gesturing for J to follow as he was standing leaning against the wall. He follows you into your room, watching you flick on the radio. Rolling his eyes at the Christmas songs that poured out. 

“J its December….there’s going to be Christmas songs…from what I hear Rob and Rich are putting on a Christmas show” you laugh, eyeing him cheekily 

“Oh no! Don’t even think about it! Im not singing” you pout batting your eyelashes, he covers his eyes to save looking at you shaking his head, sitting on your bed facing away from you.

You laugh as you climb onto your bed wrapping your arms around him, kissing his cheek sweetly. Much like he had done to you first thing this morning. 

You release him returning to your packing, you pick a few outfits as you sing along with ‘All I want for Christmas is you’ you turn folding the items to see Jensen now lying across you bed, head propped on his first smiling at you. It was easily the sexiest sight you’d ever seen.

“What?” you ask smiling back

“I’ll sing if you do” you laugh, Rob had been trying to get you to perform with them but you were too nervous. You loved singing, but not in front of people.

“Well that not gonna happen then is it” you playfully glare. 

Your packing seemed to take forever; Jensen had to help you close your case.

“Damn woman, it’s only a weekend!” he laughs as he finally does up the zip, you stick your tongue out at him as you sway to ‘please come home for Christmas’ 

You turn away, still swaying, to check the desk in case you’d forgotten anything. You feel arms snake around you. Hips moving in sync with yours. You lean back against his chest, moving together slowly. 

You spin in his arms as the song comes to an end. His licks his lips as he studies yours, but he makes no move towards them. You frown wondering what he’s waiting for, then you remember his words last night. ‘go slow’ 

You deflate a little; he looks back at your eyes before dropping his head to kiss you. His lips barely ghost over yours when the sound of his phone fills the air.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

To be continued...

Part six,

ryleigh-and-cats  asked:

Hmmm... So I have this idea the Nursey has never been on a traditional date (dinner and a movie). Dex is like "well I could help you with that. We could go the local drive in theater. You know just bros helping bros out. (And totally not my lame attempt to woo you. God, please don't see how much of nerd I am) ." Basically a fake dating/boyfriend, mutual pining, and miscommunication tropes galore.

(((Sooo…. This ended up being more of a FIC-let than a drabble. I hope that’s okay. I’m also going to post it to AO3 and maybe continue it there to be a oneshot. We’ll see. Thanks again for the prompt @ryleigh-and-crazy. I hope you enjoy it, and I hope to get prompts from you again!))


On the floor, leaning against the green couch, Nursey swipes right on a cute blonde he’s seen around campus and within seconds, the screen lights up. ‘It’s a Match!’ Tinder declares and Nursey hums, opening up a new message. He’s unaware of his surroundings. The World Cup is on, but it’s a game he’s not particularly interested in. So he found himself on the dating app. It wasn’t that he was lonely, per say. But… He /was/ lonely.

“So. Where are you taking her?”

“What?” Nursey asks, snapping out of it for a moment, unaware he’s being watched.

“The girl. You’re taking her on a date right?” Dex asks after taking a swig of his beer. He’s sitting over Nursey on the green couch, glancing at his screen, his cheeks pink. He sounds bored, and a little drunk, a glazed over look on his face.

“Uh… I guess. I was just thinking of inviting her to the kegster.”

There was a dangerous silence.

“You’re inviting a girl you want to DATE to a kegster?”

“Yeah I thought it would be ch-”

“Derek Malik Nurse if you say chill, I swear to all that is holy…”

“Okay, so not a Kegster. What do you suggest, almighty Dex, Love Guru?”

There’s a pause, and for a minute, Derek worries he’s hit a soft spot. But then comes the eloquent answer.

“Dinner and a movie. Duh.”

Nursey makes a face, looking up at Dex in confusion.

“You’re kidding. You’ve never heard the phrase ‘Dinner and a movie’?”

“I just… It seems old fashioned.”

“It is the perfect date, and I will prove it.”


“Tomorrow night. What are you doing?”

“I mean I didn’t have any plan–”

“Tomorrow night, then. Dinner. Movie.”

And with that, the fate of the next night was sealed. Dex stood on wobbly feet and more or less marched to the door. “ ‘M going back to the dorm.” he murmured. Nursey watched him go and looked down at his phone, the ‘It’s a Match!’ screen still present. He put it down and looked up at the screen, smiling to himself. He had a date.

The next day, Nursey woke up late, almost completely forgetting the conversation he and Dex had the night before. He jumped out of bed, threw on the nearest articles of clothing, grabbed his bag, and ran to class. The day went by slowly after that, and Nursey had plenty of time to think. Maybe last night had been a joke. Dex had been rather drunk… That reminded him, he should have sent him a text making sure he got back safely. Oh well. He was sure the other would be fine.

By the end of the day, Nursey was almost completely convinced that the ‘date’ wouldn’t be happening. Dex had been drunk, and he’d been chirping him. As simple as that. This thought stayed constant while Nursey walked to the Haus. He was just planning in hanging out there, since he obviously had no plans. Which… made it all the more surprising to see Dex waiting for him, standing next to his rusted old pick-up truck, dressed rather nicely.

“You’re late.”


“And you’re under-dressed. I sure hope you don’t treat that poor blonde this way.”

Nursey flushed and scratched the back of his head, “I missed my alarm.” He admitted. “I can go change…”

Dex smirked, thinking about it. Did he really want to watch poor Nursey jog back to campus? Mmm…. On any other day, yes. But, he had reservations after all.

“No. You can borrow one of Jack’s shirts. At least you had the decency to wear your nice jeans.” Dex chirped.

Nursey shook his head and hustled into the Haus, returning moments later with a plaid shirt on that was honestly too big for him, but it was nicer than the threadbare tshirt he had been wearing. He even put some water in his hair and tried to tame his curls. He met Dex out front by his truck and was shocked to see that Dex opened the door for him to get in.

Dex strolled over to his side of the car, humming to himself as he did so. Nursey buckled himself up and watched how calm and collected Dex seemed to be. Shit. He was suave as hell. Opening the door for him. He was going to get grade ‘A’ wined and dined, wasn’t he? Dex slipped into his seat, buckling up, and put the car into drive.

“You should plug in your phone.”


“Plug in your phone. All I have is Boston’s finest channels and oldies.”

“You’re serious? You hate my music. You call it, and I quote, ‘new age bullshit.’ “ Nursey stated, incredulous.

Dex chuckled, driving through campus to the main road. “Yeah, well, it’s a date. You have to put up with what your date likes. That’s kind of the point of a relationship.”

“Whatever you say…” Nursey mumbled, plugging in his phone and selecting his Dex approved mix. A.K.A the songs that Dex hadn’t openly criticized when they hung out, or the ones he actually tapped his toe to. Dex’s grip on the steeringwheel loosened. Nursey smiled, relaxing a bit and sinking into his seat.

“So, where are you taking me?”

“There’s a cool place on the edge of town… A restaurant. And there’s a drive in theatre near it.”

“A drive in? I thought those were practically extinct!”


Nursey shook his head and chuckled. “Alright, Dex. I’m just along for the ride, learning from the /master/.”

“Hey, no chirping on a date.”

“If that’s true, I’ll walk back to campus.”

Soon, Dex pulled up to a quaint little diner, it wasn’t extraordinarily fancy, but it was quirky and memorable. The kind of thing Nursey went gaga for. Damn, Dex had planned this out well. They walked into the diner and were greeted by a cheery waitress who sat them down and took their orders. The diner was homey and comfortable. It was perfect, and honestly, Nursey was dumbstruck. How had Dex been able to come up with a date this brilliant? It really baffled him, and he couldn’t find it in himself to complain, because he was having a fabulous time.

Dex was confident, funny, and suave in a way Nursey supposed he’d always been, it was just in a new light. He wondered how Dex didn’t have a girlfriend yet. The boy was perfect. The kind you would take home to your mother. His mother would love Dex, actually.

“You’re being quiet.” Dex noticed. “Are you falling for me?” he chirped, chuckling heartily.

“You wish. This is good, but we’ve still got a movie to watch. And besides, I don’t put out on the first date.” Nursey teased, batting his eyelashes innocently.

“Good to know.” Dex replied, not sounding convinced.

Nursey threw a napkin at Dex, flushing lightly.

Dex looked at his watch and hummed. “Movie starts in 15. We should head over.” He said, standing and taking out his wallet.

“William Poindexter, you are not going to pay for my dinner on a fake date.”

“Oh, I most certainly am.”

There was no point in arguing. Dex practically sprinted to the front of the store and had his wallet out before Nursey got to his feet. He shook his head and followed behind him as they walked to the truck.

“I’m paying for the movie.”

“You’re not, actually.”

“Come /on/, Dex. You have to let me at least go Dutch.”

“You’re not paying, because it’s free.”


“Yeah, man. It’s a community run drive in. We get in for free with our Samwell IDs.” Dex laughed, pulling into the parking lot and settling on a spot with a good view. An attendant showed up moments later with portable speakers that you used to listen to the movie with.

“This is so cool.” Nursey felt himself say without thinking.

“Yeah?” Dex asked, preening, with a broad smile.

“Yeah.” Nursey admitted shyly.

“I figured you’d like it.”

“I do. A lot. This… This is a really good date.”

“I know.”

“You know?”

“Yeah. I planned it specifically for you. I would hope it was good.”

“You realize this is the best date I’ve ever been on, right?”



It was quiet, the speakers yet to be turned on. The only sound came from the idling engine and their breathing. Nursey swallowed and exhaled slowly.

“Specifically for me. So… This…”

“This is a date. A real one. At least for me.”



Nursey nodded silently and cleared his throat.

“I thought you were kidding, originally. Or just drunk.”

“Ever heard of liquid courage?

Nursey let out a chuckle at that, followed by Dex, who was focused on Nursey, his gaze intent. Dex let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding in. His lips felt dry and his heart was beating quickly. Had he done something wrong? Nursey was quiet. Too quiet. This was too much, too soon. He shouldn’t have gone to such lengths on the first date. Fuck, he was in trouble. His mind whirred with ways this had gone wrong, and the doubts in his head were so loud, he almost didn’t hear Nursey speak.

“So, it looks like I’m going to have to break my promise.”

“What? To the blonde girl?”

“Well, I’m deleting Tinder, if that’s what you mean. But, no. I lied, earlier tonight.”

“About… what?”

“I am totally putting out on this date.”

I am so completely done talking about this. Talking about any of it. Consider this the last chapter on whatever book of dramatics was made tonight.
Yes, Tommy and I broke up. Yes, as you can see him and Miro do not like one another. No, this is not because I’m “stuck in the middle”. Yes, this is because of their own reasons, whatever they may be. No, I am not fanning these flames.

This is my life. My private and personal life and I am taking full control of it.
Send whatever anons you want to whomever you want but I promise you that you will not get a reaction out of me any longer on this topic.

It is done. It is over – and I am moving on.

to-do list for tonight
  • Help Connie my room mate get through patch 3.5 because I promised!  She is spamming through.  I gave her some 250 gear for a critical level boost…
  • Help Lahurah my best friend too! argh so many dungeons
  • I AM NOW TANK FOR THE NEXT 2 WEEKS FOR GOOD - Or I will be when I finish Chronus Lux tonight!
  • I need 60 images in the queue for XIV Fashion before Friday, so I can safely block all FFXIV until I’m done with the story.  So I need to put a “pls submit now or else I will ignore starting in 24 hours” on that blog Done
  • Catalog my End of 3.x glamours, and dig out the End of 2.x glamour set I did for comparison
  • Try to actually get through the remaining dungeons on SCH before maintenance starts (at 5AM tomorrow, my time, per the patch notes, but I’ll be long asleep before then) — Didn’t happen
  • Actually get some sleep because it was midnight before I got to bed last night, and at this rate my “sick day” on Friday is going to become an actual sick day and not the planned vidya game day

tardistype221b  asked:

okay i love ur omegaverse and i am requesting more; ot4 abo with prompto as the omega and the rest as alphas; promptos adoptive parents had these very antiquated views about omegas that their purpose in life is to care for their alphas Prompto believes this, & w/his low self esteem & heritage never thought hed get an alpha at all, but now prompto has three amazing alphas to care for he wants to be good enough so he runs himself ragged until the boys figure it out & get him to stop & comfort him

Yes! More A/B/O! Writing this is always a pleasure for me. ^.^ I promise I’m working on this request, but it’s looking like it’ll end up as a full sized one shot rather than a drabble or a ficlet, and I won’t be at my computer for a little while, so it may not get done until tonight or tomorrow morning. But rest assured I am tackling it! I love this prompt, and I want to write it out fully, so I’ll tag you in it when I end up posting it. I’ll do my best to make sure it’s done before I leave town for the weekend. Thanks for being patient with me!

I’m sorry!!

I wanted to get so much more done tonight but I am physically and emotionally exhausted, it hasn’t been the best day. I am going away for a few days and won’t be able to update. But I will try to make up for it as soon as I am back. I will get to all your requests, I promise! I am not ignoring you. Again, I am so sorry. Thank you for all the support by the way, this is really spectacular. Have a great day, be good to people and stay safe!!

4/4 Hurt

Requested: Yes or No

Anonymous: can you write a 4/4 where you guys are in a fight and he accidentally hits you?

A/N This is a warning for violence and if you are suffering from abuse or anything please talk to me


“Why can’t I spend more than 5 minutes with you anymore?!” i yell at Calum feeling tears well up in my eyes. “Why can’t you stop being a bitch for more than 5 minutes?!” he yells back stepping closer than before. This has been going on for awhile, us fighting, me balling my eyes to sleep and him coming back the next day hung over from Luke’s or Michael’s house.

I wanted to scream until my lungs hurt and would burst while my eyes made a waterfall down my chin soaking my shirt. “ Why can’t you love me like you use to?” I wanted to scram but it came out a hiccup whisper. That’s what set him off.

He grabs my throat in his bare hands forcefully pushing me against the wall “ How could you not think I don’t love you?! If i didn’t you would be on the streets with no family since you left them for me.” He spits as i gasp slapping his hand to get air.  “Pl-ease” i cry “let g-go” i wease out “Yo-u’re hu-rti-ng m-me.”

He gasp, the clouds in his eyes now gone and is now filled with sadness and disappointment. He lets go and runs a hand though his hair as i catch my breath rubbing my throat. As I realized am free I take a chance to run up the stairs but is stopped by his hand on my wrist, “please don’t leave me, it was a mistake” he cry's “what part; calling em a bitch, saying i have no one or physically hurting me?” i whisper not trusting my voice to go how while i am crying and from being blocked by air for more than 10 seconds.

“All of it, you know I would never hurt you.” he begs and crys harder. “Well it looks like you just did.” i say getting out of his grasp running up the stairs and locking the bedroom door sliding down pushing my knees to my chest crying harder when I hear him punch a wall making the apartment vibrate.


“Why are you always with her?” I whisper yell not wanting to wake my prince upstairs. “When will you stop complaining?’ he spits back venom in his voice not caring to wake up he’s son who was only 3 weeks old and  barely got to see his own dad.

“When I know why you’re always with her!” I cry rubbing my eyes so he can’t see me cry, which fails. “why do you always cry? i want a getaway from here, is that so bad?” he yells “ will you just stop yelling? i don’t want to wake up Jasper”. 

“you’re not my mom y/n, I can do whatever i want.” he says with hes dark blue eyes which are suppose to be a sky blue filled with happiness. “I never said i was and actually if you just want a getaway from us, then at least tell me so i know to pack mine and Jasper’s things to get out of your hair” I cry not caring anymore.

 “Not like you love us anymore anyways, you clearly don’t show it with hanging with her probably cheating, getting drunk all the time, coming home at 6 in the morning then leaving an hour later. you never talk to me, never hang or take care of Jas.” “I thought when the man stayed while his girlfriend was pregnant, that meant he was there to care of them both not have lame excuses to ‘getaway’.” 

He smacked me. The love of my life laid a hand on me, something he promised never to do. “y/n..” he whispers realizing what he just did. “No stop” I say waving my hand telling him not to come closer “you’ve done enough, i’m leaving after I pack my things along with jasper’s and then you’ll have this place to yourself with her. just please don’t touch or call or text me ever again.” i whisper and cry as i hear a cry coming upstairs. “Goodbye Luke” I walked up the stairs closing the door to Jasper’s room leaving Luke to himself downstairs.


I laid on the couch, once again waiting for Michael’s arrival from a night out with the boys. I look through twitter seeing pictures of him and the boys and smiling at his smile. It drops when I see a picture of him with another girl wrapped up in each other. I close out the app after typing out a tweet saying “Liar”.

I put my phone on the coffee table and paying attention to my favorite show _Friends. _I smile and giggle but it quickly stops when I hear keys jiggly and the front door to our apartment opens. I shut my eyes acting like I was sleeping. I hear footsteps go to our room then quickly come out walking to the living room and stopping when he stops me.

He walks over shutting the tv off and moving pieces of my hair out of my face leaning down kissing my cheek, like he always. I lightly stir at the action and he stops for a few seconds before picking me up and walking to our room, laying me down on the bed and walking to our closet to change his clothes into a new clean pair of boxers. He lays down and wraps an arm around my waist, which i immediately move and i curse as he now knows I am not asleep.

“So which one of us is the liar?” he grumbles sitting up and turning on the lamp beside him. I sigh and close my eyes “can you stop, I don’t want to deal with this right now.” I say and rub my eyes. “When can you tell me what i did wrong this time?” “Michael stop” i sigh pulling my bangs behind my ear. “No tell me” he eggs on and i groan “ The pictures” “what pictures?” “of you and her”.

“Are you accusing me of cheating?” he yells standing up now “ honestly, yes because when you see your boyfriend hugging another girl with his face almost devouring her breasts. so yes I am and-” i get cut off by a smack to my face. I close my eyes and open them letting tears fall down my face “did you just hit me?” i cry and look at him, who has a shock face looking between me and his hand. “DID YOU JUST HIT ME?” i repeat full on crying now with hiccups here and there.

“I didn’t mean it, is wear baby” “you don’t have a right to call me that after what you just did.” i whisper “ goodbye Michael, i’ll be back to get my things whenever.” i say walking out the bedroom grabbing some shoes, my keys and walking out the door leaving my heart in there with the one person I didn’t knwo anymore.


Originally posted by staliagarbage

We yelled and screamed till our lungs and chest hurt. We called each other names and moved closer to each other probably waking the neighborhood. We fought, like normal couples and had hot make up sex right after, but that wasn’t the case tonight. We would not be having sex, we would not make up tonight or maybe any night at all.

He did the one thing he promised not to do, he hit me. We promised to each other that none of us would ever get physical but he did. I don’t think I’ve ever cried in my life this hard before. Th love of my life had broken yet another promise he said he would keep.

I grab my cheek looking at him and seeing the tears cloud his eyes “ y/n baby i am so sorry-” i laughed and continued crying “ no you’re not, cause if you were, you wouldn’t have done what you juts did and break another one of your stupid promises.” I cry harder. “ I didn’t mean to y/n please believe it was just a reaction” he pleads “I can’t” i say backing up towards the door grabbing my keys and phone.

“i’ll be back tomorrow for my things.” i say shutting the door.

“I love you.” he whispers at the same time i close the door and finally lets the tears and sobs out.

A/N Not that it took me almost two hours to think and write lol but I hoped you enjoyed this and if you want another part, just message or inbox me and remember to please talk to someone if you are getting abused or have seen abused.

A Love Across Time Part 9/14

Warnings: Swearing

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Y/N - Your name

Anonymous Request: Idk if you’re taking in request but i have one of you could possibly do a reader X Bucky ? She has cosmic powers and can show a universe in her hands and one day he was testing her limits and she went back in time to the 40s ?

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Y/N and Bucky walked through the house looking for Steve and Howard, finally finding them in what appeared to be a workshop. Howard had a tape measure out and seemed to be taking Steve’s measurements. Steve looked beyond uncomfortable but he was humoring Howard and pretending to be interested in everything he was saying. It was a look that Y/N had seen many times before on Steve while Tony and Bruce were talking to him.

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        sO the reason why i haven’t been on as much is because it was my birthday a few days ago and i am seriously going out wayy too much ( literally every single day AND night ) … i’m so sorry replies && messages && everything else is taking forever. i’m going out tonight as well ( shocker ) but i promise i’ll get stuff done tomorrow !!

Hey guys! Last update before the Seduce Me 2 release (FINALLY!!)

I wanted to express my eternal gratitude for everyone’s patience for me and my clumsy/unhealthy situation. I also want to completely explain the consistent updates that had a lack of explanation. I know many people are wondering what has happened both to the game and myself so I wanted to clear the air.

If you are not aware: this entire month has been me running ragged on fixing Seduce Me 2, organizing assets, animating and programming important sections of the game, and preparing for the after effects of the game release. Please keep in mind that, despite this game having a large cast and crew, the only person to touch the game is myself (Michaela), so I’ve had to balance 16 new songs, 30 sprites, over 50 CGs, and more than 4,000 voice files on my own after receiving them from the awesome people behind the voices/art/music. Being that I wanted it to be a non-life threatening job, I scheduled everything from my work to sleep to a T, but as game production goes, lots of things can go awry, such as sickness, surprise events, and even some moments of complete mental or physical chaos.

Unfortunately, these unexpected events cut into time and I found myself unhealthfully pulling all-nighters and avoiding the world (even my own family) to get work done. I went into ACEN physically exhausted, mentally dimmed, and emotionally drained; however I would push on, wanting to get the game out on time.

Obviously, this did not happen, as a large workload of missing elements and bug fixes became too much to accomplish in one night. On top of that, the following morning at the Seduce Me panel, I accidentally tripped, landed and busted my knee, and knocked my head on a chair while returning to my seat from a hug. I promise I’m fine now, but obviously I was monitored at the time in case of a concussion. I was able to do some work, but not enough to release a game worthy enough for public viewing.

We go to Saturday where I locked myself in the hotel room, determined to finish the game but the exhaustion and injuries I obtained only slowed down my work process. Fortunately, it all mostly came together and now, as of this morning as I checked out of the hotel, I can happily and 100% assuredly say that Seduce Me 2: The Demon War will be released tonight within the next handful of hours. Despite the hardships of the events that happened, with the energy and love that came from the crew, the fans, and my friends and family, I was able to make it through and fight hard to get this game done. I am very happy with how it is now and, after a couple final inspections, it will be available for official purchase and play.

I have to apologize wholeheartedly for the lack of explanation and game release, but I promise that it will be worth the wait. If the response from the beta told me anything beyond the work I had to accomplish, it was that this game is a fantastic ride and I hope you all enjoy it as much as we enjoyed making it.

Thank you and I will see you all tonight to sound the horns of war.


(Image: Michaela/Diana with the talented Hayden Daviau/Fae)