i bet some more of these will pop up in the tag now

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YOI Future!Verse ABO AU, Visual Headcanon Web Charts #01

So I always wanted to make one of these. Turns out my headcanons for the most part are WAY too wordy for these things and uh, they’re a bit of a mess >.>;; BUT I hope nonetheless that they’re somewhat fun to read even if barely legible, it was fun to make ^ ^;

1. Super basic relationship chart of the core members of the lovely poly family in this AU.

2. “Adults Think,” the color of each adult indicates their feelings towards the person to whom the arrow is pointing.

3. “Kids Think,” the color of each OC kid indicates their feelings towards the person to whom the arrow is pointing.

There’s obviously a lot more to it than what could be crammed in the lil text boxes, but a gist and pretty much the first things that immediately popped into my mind regarding their interactions. 2 and 3 also mostly show their thoughts while the kids are younger, which will change a bit as they grow up, to be covered in a future post.

*Recommended you right click view image to see full size bc the text is tiny oops

Because the text is so illegible, text only versions of charts 2 and 3 beneath cut, all elaborated quite a bit because I’m so rambly oops:

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IF YOU ARE NEW TO THIS AU: It’s Yuuri-centric polyamory in an ABO setting, Yuuri’s married to four mates (Victor, Yurio, Phichit, Minami) and they have OC kids.

BASICS of this AU

INTRO to how ABO works in this AU

OTHER POSTS (comics + illustrations) in the Future!Verse ABO section of my YOI Masterpost.

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Please keep ship bashing out of the comments/tags. Don’t like, just skip <3 Thank you.

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PLEASE DO NOT REPOST, EDIT, OR OTHERWISE USE MY ART WITHOUT MY EXPLICIT PERMISSION. More detailed rules available on my Rules & FAQ Post.

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All It Takes (two)

Bucky x Reader

Summary: It’s not just Bucky who is miserably lusting after you.

Word Count: 1349 | Rating: R 

Warnings: SMUT. Masturbation, one nsfw gif

A/N: okay, that’s a crappy summary. but I hope the content is good enough for y’all 

also sorry for any typos, i’m on the phone.

Masterlist here

All It Takes Part One

(*gifs are not mine!)


From the moment he stepped into your life, you were aware of what all he could do to you. Bucky Barnes was a walking warning himself, a constant reminder for why you cannot be anyone else’s but his. You are head over heels for him and all he has to do is look at you and throw that sexy smirk along with those twinkling blue orbs and you were done for good.

You find yourself daydreaming about him – a lot, often about his lips, how he would roam them all over your body, pressing gentle feather light kisses on your sensitive skin, leaving goosebumps in his wake. How his perfect lips would mould with yours, sucking all the air from your lungs, leaving them red and swollen. How he’d graze the tip of his nose along the underside of your jawline, breathing you in. He’d connect lips on the column of your throat, biting and sucking bruises and it would take him little to no time in discovering that sensitive spot on your neck which makes you release that sweet harmonious noise.

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Consider… for just a moment… chubby Katelyn…. Like her vixen outfit is a little tight and no thigh gap,, soft tummy,, soft girl,, listen:

- her fingers aren’t long and slim and she bites her nails until they bleed, but her hands are?? Adorable?? something about them that Aaron just loves,, what great place for a diamond ring, hmmm??,, ,
- she has the cutest dimples when she smiles tbh
- and right after a game,, when shes a little more out of breath than the other girls, and her cheeks are red, and her hair is falling out of her ponytail and sticking to her forehead,,
- wow im weak, what a beautiful and talented girl, I’m in love
- Aaron works out extra hard so that he can be Strong and carry her all day and give her piggyback rides because she deserves it
- once everything settles in the minyard vs minyard situation and its okay for her to hang out with the foxes more, she becomes the new designated innocent child that everyone dotes on
- The girls will take her clothes shopping and sometimes things don’t fit right and she gets sad and a little embarrassed because allison is in the dressing room with her trying to get the dress to zip up in the back but it’s just not happening
     - allison pops her head out the door and says something to Dan and then looks back and goes “this is absolutely fucking ridiculous, this dress is so cheaply put together, it’s not made to fit anyone, I bet even I couldn’t pull it off,”
     - Dan knocks and allison opens the door to take a new dress from her (it’s a little bigger) and she gives it to Katelyn while still ranting
     - “you know you almost have to go a couple sizes up just to account for the poor craftsmanship!!”
     - Katelyn knows that allison is being overdramatic to spare her feelings but she’s highkey grateful for it and this new dress?? Fits great??? And it looks hella cute on her?? So it’s a win/win
- hear me out,, I’ve learned some tricks for feeling good about yourself when you’re a little bigger and I’m here to tell you that Katelyn’s hair is long. like it frames her face perfectly and ends somewhere below her boobs, and its just kind of all over the place and in the way all the time but she doesn’t have the heart to cut it anymore
- she goes walking with Neil some mornings, and one time they walked passed this guy who started harassing her about her weight and she tried to just ignore him but Neil was NOT HAVING IT, he had to explain his bruised knuckles to Andrew later
     - Aaron overheard what happened and now he doesn’t hate Neil quite as much

- anyway yeah just,,,, consider chubby Katelyn,, please,

HOW TO ROLEPLAY GANGS AND EX OR CURRENT GANG MEMBERS

this guide will teach you the ins and outs of realistic gangs, roleplaying gang members, and how all of that works. almost all gang roleplays i’ve seen are so inaccurate, glamorized and romanticized. movies are not realistic. even if it isn’t a gang rp - a gang related character could be interesting in any sort of character development plot. so here we go –

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Car Sex Can Be Romantic

Summary: Dan and Phil have their first time in the back of a car. Trust me, it’s more romantic than it sounds!

Word Count: 2,656

Warnings: There shouldn’t be any but if one of you guys see one let me know please!

Some General Tags: Pure smut, slight daddy kink, first time, size kink for like two seconds, and pastel and punk themes (but not directly stated). 

Authors Note: It’s 11:00pm where I am, I have an essay due tomorrow at 8am, and I got stressed from writing it so I wrote this instead! And trust me, I would much rather be writing this than a 7 page essay on Plato and Socrates. But anyway, It’s not very long, it’s pure smut, and it might have some typos. Enjoy it nevertheless! Happy reading! :)

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Black Rose

Group: BTS

Pairing: JUNGKOOK X READER

Excerpt:  “I don’t know if I can give the girl with a crush on me a job here? Sleeping with other employees is banned, apparently.”

Genre: fluff, tattoo au

Length: 1.7k

A/N: lord have mercy on guk with tats

 

Originally posted by jayfatuasian


The tattoo shop was lighter than expected, as you stepped in feeling sorely out of place. The sound of your heels on the floor made everyone else pause in their conversations, to study you. In your baggy jumper and tight black jeans, skin void of any tattoos; no unusual piercings on your lips or nose, you were almost too normal to be there.

“I’m here to apply for the opening of receptionist,” the guy sitting at the reception put down the large sketchpad that had been concealing his face but not his dirty blonde hair and pale forehead.

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Canon Compliant Daisuga Fic Recs

For @volleygifs and her anon!

I’ve read all 35 of the fics on this list, and I highly recommend all of them. They’re all rated General-Mature, and are mostly one-shots.

Coming Out of the Cupboard (6.7k) (G) (dancingwithwings)

“He finds out later that the angel’s name is Sugawara Koushi and he isn’t really an angel after all: he cracks scandalous jokes and grins like the devil himself, and loves shrimp onigiri more than anything else in the world.

Daichi likes shrimp onigiri too, he decides, but not as much as he likes Sugawara Koushi.”

In which the infamous Karasuno storage cupboard helps to solve quite a few of Daichi’s problems, Suga being one of them.

Love and Other Dumb Emotions (1k) (G) (hobbit_hedgehog)

DaiSuga Week Day Three: Shy or Bold

Today’s the day. Today’s the day that Koushi is finally going to ask Daichi out. But why is he so nervous?

Maybe Memories (4.9k) (G) (hobbit_hedgehog)

DaiSuga Week Day Four: Past or Future

Daichi was hiding something, Koushi knew that much. He had been looking at Koushi funny all morning. For Daichi to be acting like this was highly suspect, but Koushi had a fairly good idea of what was going on. Daichi was keeping secrets, and Koushi didn’t care for that shit at all.

Root of the Root (33k) (T) (SedentaryZebra) (Tw: Institutionalized Homophobia)

When an extremely famous pop star comes out as gay the day before Suga’s third year of high school begins, he thinks the only impact on his life will be the extra chocolates he will need to buy to console his mother.

He’s wrong.

The real beauty (5.4k) (M) (Ellessey) @ellessey-writes

“You’re going to love this house, Daichi,” Koushi says. He tips his chin up, so the kisses Daichi has begun to press to the crook of his neck can keep traveling upwards. “You’re going to…wonder how you ever doubted me.”

“I never doubt you,” Daichi says.

“You think our house is ugly.”

Daichi’s soft exhalation just under Koushi’s ear sends a perfect shiver down his spine. “It is ugly,” he says. “But I already love it.”

Their first house needs a lot of work, but Koushi loves every moment of turning it into a home with Daichi.

Exception to the rule (4.5k) (T) (Mysecretfanmoments)

In which Sugawara Koushi just so happens to belong to the .001% of guys Daichi might conceivably fall for, and it takes a confused third party for Daichi to realize it.

boys (5k) (G) (buu)

Before, if Suga had been asked to pick a type, he would have hummed and thought it over, maybe said something vague like “nice eyes” or “nice legs” or “a good personality”. Now, he can only think “Daichi”.

Perfectionism (2.9k) (T) (Mysecretfanmoments)

“I just wish it was something you could practice before you have to… perform.” He narrows his eyes, imagining it. “Like a CPR class.”

Suga raises an eyebrow. “You want to practice it. Beforehand.”

“Yeah. Are you offering?”

((Daichi doesn’t like to be bad at things–kissing included–and Suga is willing to help him practice.))

we are teenage hearts (3.7k) (G) (Pyrahus)

Daichi one day realizes that he does indeed see Suga as more than a friend -after the entire team figured it out ages ago- and contemplates how to ask his vice-captain out, while having to deal with his unruly kouhai and Nekoma.

you’re good where you are (3.5k) (M) (Mysecretfanmoments)

Daichi’s legs look good in shorts.

It’s an unnecessary statement, like “trees are plants” or “the earth orbits the sun”, but it keeps on surprising Koushi just how good they look in shorts; he thanks his lucky stars every day for whatever it was that led Daichi to pick up volleyball when he was a kid.

((a day in the life of Sugawara Koushi))

i do (cherish you) (3k) (T) (gabstar)

The first time Daichi suggests it, it’s a joke.

“Sugawara Koushi,” he says solemnly. He’s bent on one knee, the floor is still sticky with sweat post-practice. He offers up the lost ring, found while mopping off gym floors. “Will you marry me?”

((Five times Daichi asks Suga to marry him, plus once where he finally, finally says yes.))

Flybys and Landings (2.9k) (T) (sterlinglee)

When Daichi’s behavior takes a turn for the strange, Suga attempts damage control because that’s what Suga does. He doesn’t know the full story, but in his defense, “your captain and best friend has decided he like-likes you” isn’t the first conclusion most people come to. There’s confusion, a little heartache, and certain things that fail to be said until it’s nearly too late. But they make it to the same destination in the end.

love is a battlefield (and there are always casualties in war) (3.9k) (T) (skittidyne)

Tanaka and Noya had crossed a line. It had involved copious amounts of Red Bull, water balloons, food dye, one of Ennoshita’s film plots, and bad ideas. Daichi, Asahi, and Yachi had been the unfortunate victims. He didn’t want to think about it. It was a miracle Yachi hadn’t run home, crying, and quit the club. (Daichi had felt like it. Asahi tearfully threatened Noya with it.)

“I need revenge,” Daichi announced on the way home from practice.

(( or: daichi and kiyoko fake-date to get back at tanaka and noya after a particularly bad prank; everyone can see the collateral damage except for them ))

you can only take what you can carry (4.2k) (T) (skittidyne)

Suga pulled Noya down from the chair. Daichi finally decided enough was enough. He knew he was just doing it to draw him in, and damn it, it worked (just like it always worked against him), because there was no way he was letting Suga get into one of Kuroo and Bokuto’s competitions.

Suga had their libero thrown over one shoulder by the time Daichi reached them. “Daichi-san! Look!” Noya chirped, waving the arm that wasn’t wrapped around the vice-captain.

Suga put up his free arm, flexing, and gave Daichi a wink.

(( or, alternatively: “do you even lift, bro?” ))

Kiss it Better, Captain (6k) (M) (utsu)

In which Koushi realizes that it’s okay to be human.

**(This is the one fic on the list that is untagged borderline E smut)

The Captain and his Vice (Series) (145k) (G-M) (Crollalanza)

Daisuga stories that follow the same canon. They’re not necessarily in timeline order as some span several years. and it’s not entirely necessary to read them in this order. The majority of my HQ stories follow the same canon, and will intercept at certain points. Enjoy.

**(Mature fics do get smutty, but they are tagged.)

winner in the whirlwind (7k) (T) (tothemoon)

In which Suga beats Daichi at games and the latter finds someone to cherish.

(Or, snippets of encouragement and care under the guise of foot races, mischievous bets, and late night sessions of Mario Kart.)

just tell me how to get it straightforward (635) (G) (astroturfwars)

They don’t need words. They never have. It’s always been just them, heart to heart and eye to eye, and Daichi is as convinced of that as he is of the anxious thrumming of his blood.

Or: Daichi isn’t so good at expressing himself, but that’s never really mattered for Suga.

pride (4.4k) (T) (owlinaminor)

Daichi knows that Hinata accidentally called him ‘Dad’ once, and Suga often teases him about parenting the first-years, but this is just ridiculous.

“I’m not your dad, I’m your captain!” Daichi protests.

The cheering only increases in volume. They’re probably disturbing anyone who’s still at the school – but then, it’s New Year’s Eve. Nobody is still at the school besides Daichi’s insane, ridiculous, wonderful team.

“Okay, fine,” he says at last, raising his hands in surrender. “I’m proud to be your dad.”

Pick a Number, Any Number (3.3k) (G) (fansofcollisions)

It’s hideous. Repulsive, even. It makes Daichi want to curl up into a pretzel of existential horror.

“I call him ‘Bear’,” says Suga, smiling fondly.

when all the songs are through (5.7k) (T) (thewindraiser)

Daichi is out for lunch with some of his colleagues when he spots it.

The ring.

Halfway Between (5.3k) (T) (Skylark)

“Even if we come back here, it won’t be the same…. Some things won’t change, though. We’ll still play volleyball. We’ll still be friends.”

Suga comes home in more ways than one.

Suspicious Pizza (1.2k) (T) (Pouler)

Daichi felt his heart skip a beat. Was this it? Was this the moment?

Oh… (318) (G) (myria_chan)

The first time Daiichi says his name in public. Does it have to be in front of Karasuno?

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond (5.2k) (T) (themorninglark)

Suga has learned to solve his problems, save for one.

It’s their graduation day, and he’s staring at it.

Burning (3.1k) (T) (DreadfulMind)

“Why do you have to make me look bad?”

Daichi scoffed, “yeah, like anyone could make you look bad,”

“Well when you’re showing off your muscles like that, the rest of us are left to look like twigs,” Suga tugged at the sleeves of Daichi’s t-shirt, which he had rolled up around his shoulders to cool his arms down.

“It’s hot, what do you expect?” he lightly slapped Suga’s hand away.

“For you to not be so hot,” Suga retorted easily.

They Call Me Captain Mom (4.7K) (T) (StormySteady)

Suga and Daichi make out in the gym’s supply closet. This decision proves exactly as injudicious as it sounds.

(Or, the story of that one time Daichi had to take over the role of “team mom” for a few minutes while a half-naked Suga just kinda hid in the corner and giggled)

you and your dusty radio, me and my two left feet (1.1k) (T) (raewrites)

Suga already has his fingers curled into the blanket, ready to bury himself back into the welcoming warmth of sleep when a thought suddenly crosses his mind.

‘It’s my birthday today.’

Sweatpants (3.5k) (T) (shady)

Daichi wears the same pair of gray sweatpants every time he spends the night, and they’re driving Suga insane.

Of Course (2k) (T) (ofperspicacity)

Daichi has been acting strange for a while, and Suga isn’t sure how to take it. The reason is the happiest kind of surprise.

Based on a section of “national hot dad alliance is now calling…”

First Snow (3.1k) (T) (Feelsripper)

Walking Suga home had started out as a joke between the two of them, until Daichi realized he sort of liked it way more than he should have.

Commit This to Memory (2k) (T) (shions_heart)

Daichi is in love with Suga. It just takes him a while to confess.

Mom And Dad No! (1.6k) (T) (imabignerd, kate882)

Suga and Daichi find out about the team calling them Mom and Dad behind their backs in an unfortunate way.

Look; it’s You and Me (1.4k) (T) (WildKitte)

How should he say this? That he listened to a sappy love song and got so wound up around it thinking Daichi that it became unbearable to be physically separated from him?

In which Suga listens to a song.

PDA (4.3k) (T) (Veto_power_over_clocks)

Someone’s leaving thimbles for (an increasingly confused) Suga. We all know how it’s going to end, but what matters is getting there, isn’t it?

Mirror

It’s getting ridiculous.

Dean trying to get Cas laid is nothing new, but… this?

Sam suppresses a groan when the waitress approaches them again. He knows what that glimmer in Dean’s eyes means. She did, after all, smile at Cas when they ordered.

“Hi. My… sadly shy but exceedingly handsome friend wants you to know you have really pretty eyes”.

She giggles.

And Dean never notices the important things.

That Cas always, always shoots him a sad look when he does something like this.

And that Dean keeps commenting on Cas’ appearance in a way that’s… well…

“Not entirely platonic” may be an understatement.

Small wonder it never works. Dean talks about Cas like a besotted boyfriend, for crying out loud.

He’s not the only one who sees it either.

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Shape of You [Kyle Spencer x Reader]

Warnings: SMUT, alcohol, unprotected sex (remember kiddos, wrap it before you tap it), gross bar & grill bathrooms (pretend this one isn’t gross)

Word Count: 1,301

A/N: Aye I’m back with some Kyle Spencer smut (yes please excuse how ?? it is, all of my smut is like wow?) Surprisingly, I haven’t gotten any smut requests for him, but I needed this in my life, so I wrote it. And quickly, let me fucking share this with you. Like c’mere Eddy, I’ll ride your pony. Just hit me up. Also, the fact didn’t proofread this and it was written at 3:45am might lead to things being a little off.

But seriously, no glove no love. Special circumstances only.

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Jughead Jones x Reader: Stick With Me

Request:

Hey 😊 Can I request a Jughead x Reader, where Reggie is picking on Jughead and the reader is standing up for him and Reggie is confused, because he and the reader used to be very close and after the incident Jughead thanks her for doing this for him which leads to both of them confessing their feelings for each other and fluffy fluff and aaaw! Thanks in advance 

 

A/N: Sorry not posting for a while having a bit of writers block, hope you guys like it. Hope I lived up to the requestors vison, I’m finally having some breathing time from uni so I hope to upload more requests this week also update my masterlist and tag list.

Words: 1065

Summary: Reggie and reader had a falling out and now you are best friends with Betty, Veronica, Archie, Kevin, and Jughead. Reader has a crush on Jughead.

Spoilers: N/A

Warnings: Pretty sure it has like one curse word.

Growing up in Riverdale wasn’t easy, but you couldn’t complain. You had loyal friends and hard working parents that provided for you.

Being from Riverdale meant you knew everyone from the small town and they knew you.

These days were a bit drama filled only because you were a high school student.

You used to part of the River Vixens Cheryl’s cheerleading squad. You recently quit when you had a falling out with one of your best friends Reggie Mantle. He was the only reason you joined the squad. Being in the squad gave you an excuse to go see your best friend Reggie play knowing your overprotective parents would never let you go to every single game unless you actually had to go.

You thought about staying to keep supporting him, but it just didn’t feel the same so the last game you cheered was the memorial pep rally game for Jason Blossom and you broke the news to Cheryl.

Days passed, you went on with your normal life. Riverdale a bit gloomier since the tragic murder of Jason. With a murderer on the loose your parents accepted your resignation of the team as you lied that you just didn’t feel safe out there. A bit of that was true, but now you no longer had Reggie to protect you either.

You told Betty about your falling out with Reggie since she was your other best friend and she introduced you to her friends. You knew them, but they weren’t big fans of Reggie so you didn’t gain their friendship quickly unlike the new girl Veronica who quickly accepted you.

Time passed and they became like your second family. You were close to them, you could tell them anything, you even helped Jughead with his novel.

Maybe that’s why people say “you win some you lose some.”

They were amazing company and you even became super close with Jughead. Which you were kind of hoping to hit off with him because you secretly had a crush on the brooding novelist.

You’d spend endless nights with him at Pops Diner, and you felt a different safeness with him. He made the butterflies in your stomach do flips and you couldn’t help but smile whenever he was so into his typing he wouldn’t notice your excessive stares. Although you never have the guts to tell him, this was perfect for now.

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“So do you think you’ll ever join the squad again?” Betty asked linked in arms with Veronica.

“Yeah, from what I heard you were amazing” Veronica added

“Sorry guys it’s just not a passion anymore” you stated with a small smile.

They gave you smiles and you made your way to an empty hallway.

As you turned you saw though, that it wasn’t empty at all.

Reggie and his Goonies had Jughead pinned to the lockers.

You couldn’t believe your eyes, it was the end of the school day, so there were no teachers to call to put Reggie in his place.

You knew you had to do something, Jughead was your friend.

Although Veronica and Betty weren’t much help, they stood at the end of the hall frozen as you made your way to Reggie.

“Reggie what the fuck!” you yelled anger burning inside of you “put Jug down”

“Why do you care?” Chuck claimed with a devilish smirk.

“He’s my friend and I bet he didn’t do anything to you guys” you spat back as Moose fist was still holding Jughead’s shirt in a fist as Jughead kept his eyes on the floor.

“And you’re so sure?” Reggie finally spoke up.

“Yes, I believe in my friends” you said coldly trying to get a reaction out him, but he just got his guys and walked away.

Jughead fixed himself up as Betty and Veronica came to check up on him.

“You okay Jug?” Betty chimed in as he nodded and you followed Reggie to talk to him about his comment.

“Hey Reg!” you called as he turned your way.

“What now (Y/N)?” Reggie answered.

“Um can we talk?” you pled as he waved off his posse.

“Did Jughead do anything?” you questioned the tall football player.

“Why would you ask me?”

“You were my friend once too, I want to hear your side”

“No he didn’t do anything. Chuck wanted to bug him, I just said that to bother you” Reggie said as Betty, Veronica and Jughead made their way out of the school.

“That’s your cue, bye (Y/N)” Reggie waved.

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Later on you met with Jughead at Pops.

“How you doing?” you sled on Jughead’s side of the booth.

“I’m okay, wasn’t the first time you know” Jug kept his eyes on his laptop.

“Sorry about it, Reggie can be difficult” you gave him a smile.

“How’d you do it?” Jughead asked glancing your way.

“Do what?”

“You know, hung around him for so long”

“oh uh- he’s not what he shows the world, he’s actually very sweet, just he lets other ruin him I guess, I really am sorry about him, I’ll try to talk to him” you answered hoping that one day you would be able to fix your differences with Reggie.

“It’s alright”

“No it’s not Jug, you don’t deserve this” you retorted facing him as he grabbed you by the hand.

“I’m the guy, I’m the one who’s supposed to protect you” Jughead proclaimed and you smiled.

“Oh Jug, it’s the 21st century, I think it’s at least fair you let me speak to Reggie and then we can protect each other” he nodded the proximity between you guys becoming very closed until he cupped your check and planted a kiss your lips.

The butterflies in your stomach came to a halt, suddenly everything went dark and it felt like it was just you and Jughead and no one else to bother you. It was the moment you had been waiting for, your lips in sync with his and you were surprised but ecstatic that Jughead returned the way you felt about him.

“How about I just stick with you and you stick with me against the hierarchy that is Riverdale High, what do you say (Y/N) want to stick with me?” Jughead encouraged as he placed his arm around your shoulders.

“I’ll stick with you Jug” you answered placing a quick kiss on his cheeks.


Tag: @sgarrett49 @oharchiekinz

Undeniable Heat Chapter 6: Gummy Bears

Jensen Ackles x Reader

1400 Words

Chapter Summary: After once again running into Jensen in the hallway, he finally makes the decision to do something he should have the moment he saw you.

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

It was three mornings into your job, that you were running late. Nothing that morning had gone as planned, and you felt flustered and crazed. Your alarm clock had been shut off due to a power surge, your hot water ran out in the shower, and just as you were shutting the door, you spilled coffee all over your blouse.

Mumbling under your breath, you stormed down the hallway, not paying any attention to where you were going, or who might be in the hallway with you. And just like last time, you ran straight into a solid chest.

“Umpf.” You grumbled as your coffee, breakfast, and papers slipped out of your hands to scatter across the floor. Your mood already soured, you glared up at whoever had been in your way. “Hey, watch it!”

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Misfits

Originally posted by dammithoshi


Pairing: Jungkook x reader [feat: Taehyung]
Genre: angst. smut. trouble makers au. 
Word Count: 4.2k

Jungkook, Taehyung, and yourself, live in a poor area of Seoul. The three of you grew up together in another small poor town, so once you moved into Seoul with Jungkook and Taehyung, living in another small poor area didn’t bother you, even though you WANTED to live in the city, but that couldn’t happen due to the fact that you do not get paid enough at your job, while Jungkook and Taehyung have a harder time keeping jobs due getting into fights or even stealing from their jobs in order to help provide for each other, but also causing trouble around the neighborhood. 

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getmeoffthisplanet  asked:

First of all, LOVE your blog! Secondly, have any recommendations on Sterek Fanfics?!? I feel like I've read them all but I always need more!!!

Thanks! We’ve been mutuals for a while now and it’s always nice to see you pop up :) I actually have a sideblog entirely dedicated to TW so if you’re looking for a blog that focuses on it then maybe take a look at that, too. @wheredidhiseyebrowsgo is probably the best blog I know when it comes to fic recs/finding fics/etc. so you should give them a follow!

As for Sterek recs, oh geez… So, fun fact, on ao3 I actually have over 700 Sterek works bookmarked! And then I know there’s a ton of little ficlets in my likes on here, too, and really my point is just that there are so many great Sterek works and I will list some of my all time favs in case you haven’t seen them. And I do love all of these but my super-duper faves will have a ★ next to them. I started at the back of my ao3 bookmarks and went in about five pages I figured 25 would be good enough for now, especially since some of them are series so that’s actually more.

★ ★ ★ He Fucks My Best Friend by mydickisthealpha (667 words, rated M)

“I, for one, would like to vote to keep this as part of all the meetings,” Lydia announces and Stiles flushes scarlet basically everywhere. (My comment: short and funny, Stiles&Derek forget the pack is coming by and are having sex. Scott POV)

As the Lights Go Down by standinginanicedress (62,890 words, rated E)

Stiles is standing there looking bizarre – which maybe isn’t a very nice thing or even a convincing thing to say about a person that Derek’s basically invited over to hook up with (whatever that even fucking means to kids these days) – but he…does. He’s wearing dark jeans, a black hoodie with the hood pulled up so Derek can’t even really see his face aside from his mouth and jawline, and he’s got that metal baseball bat in his fingers again.
He looks like he’s come here to literally beat Derek to death.
Then, he grins, lifts one shoulder up in a half shrug, and says, “I can’t come in until you invite me.”
Derek is mystified enough that all he can say is, “really?” He thought that was a vampire thing.
(My comment: AU but they’re all still supes. Stiles is a spark and they are powerful things, him even more so because of plot you should read. standinginanicedress has several good ones you might want to peruse.)

★ ★ ★ The Domestic Series by thepsychicclam ( 149,239 words, various ratings)

First work’s description: 
It’s Saturday night, and Derek Hale is at Toys R Us. Shopping for Leapfrog games. If asked, it wasn’t exactly how he pictured his life. Or his Saturday nights. In which Derek and Stiles have been married for ten years, have two kids, and are planning their five year old’s birthday party.

(My comment: The domestic series is just parent Sterek fluff for the most part and it is absolutely wonderful. Realistic, I think, in the fights that happen and how Stiles&Derek fit together. I love the children.

Also @thepsychicclam has a lot of wonderful works besides this series that should be read if you haven’t but this is definitely my favorite.)

Nothing Short Of Perfect by GotTheSilver (27,019 words, rated E)

In which Derek and Stiles are made aware of their potential and have to make a choice about what their relationship will be.
“Let me get this straight,” his dad says. “You’re telling me a witch told Derek and yourself that you could be destined to be together and now Derek will be going to college with you?”
Stiles shrugs, resting his hands on his legs to stop himself from fidgeting. “That’s about it, yep.”

★ ★ ★ My Heart Comes Tumbling Down by DevilDoll (5,689 words, rated E)

“This is a casual, adult relationship based on sex, and it is awesome.” In which Stiles and Derek have a great time buddyfucking until a burrito ruins it all. 
(my comment: devildoll is one of those I see rarely recced outside of SFiYE [below] and they have some really good other stuff, too)

Stand Fast in Your Enchantments by DevilDoll (76,956 words, rated E)

“Stiles knew damn well what a pissed-off wolf sounded like, and every hair on the back of his neck was telling him that somewhere in this room was a very pissed-off werewolf.” An AU in which Derek is feral, Stiles is magical, and they eat a lot of fast food.

Won’t Do Me No Good Washing in the River by DevilDoll (5,939 words, rated M)

“Remember, Derek: you never get back what you lost.” Story by Devil Doll, artwork by Rahciach, podfic by Jinxy. This story has a happy ending, but please read the tags. (My comment: Angst with a happy ending. Major character death but they are brought back.)

★ ★ ★ The One with the Napping by Captain_Loki (4,768 words, rated M)

It is a unique and somewhat unhelpful talent, but Stiles can fall asleep anywhere. 

★ ★ ★ [Sleep]Walking After You by relenafanel (56,551 words, rated M)

Derek is a sleepwalker who keeps wandering into his downstairs neighbour’s bedroom.
Stiles is pretty sure the hot guy from the park is going to kill him in his sleep. He knows he shouldn’t have been so obvious about objectifying the guy’s really fine ass.
Too bad it turns out Derek is easier to get along with when he’s sleeping.

★ ★ ★ Play It Again by metisket (63,206 words, rated T)

In which Stiles goes along with one of Derek’s plans and ends up in an alternate universe as a result. He should’ve known better. He did know better, actually, and that means he has no one to blame but himself.
“Laura wants to lure the kid in with food and kindness and make a pet of him, like a feral cat. Derek wants to have him arrested for stalking. They’re at an impasse. (And the rest of the family is staying emphatically out of it in a way that suggests bets have been placed.)”

Hemingway Can Suck It by KuriKuri (10,054 words, rated T)

“For those of you who just transferred into this class or simply decided that day one wasn’t important enough to attend, I’m Professor Hale. Welcome to English 346, The American Novel.”
Stiles is pretty sure his mouth is hanging open right now and that his eyes are wide with shock, because holy fuck, he thinks he knows why his students transferred. Hell, if he was still an undergrad, he probably would have transferred, too. (Or: In which Stiles is a Biology professor and Derek thinks he’s a student.)

★ ★ ★ Baking My Way Into Your Heart by theSilence (178,630 words, rated M)

Derek is an uptight college student, all work and no play. His carefully scheduled life is thrown kilter when his regular barista is replaced with someone new. (My comment: Coffee shop/college AU with slowburn. It’s beautiful.)

★ ★ ★ The Well of Living Waters by Kalpurna (30,322 words, rated E)

King Derek takes a consort. (My comment: royalty AU. Demisexual Derek although I don’t think it’s explicitly tagged. So good.)

Pretty Human Virgin Boy Comes to the Pond- Feed Him All the Best Heads by Delta_Immortal (49,771 words, rated E)

Stiles knew it was a bad idea to go into the woods, but little did he know his actions would cause the death of everyone around him. Running from the thing that killed Danny, Scott and Stiles stumble upon a pond, which happens to hold a strange man named Derek who floats around in the middle of it. Derek assures them they’re safe now.
What appears to be salvation is nothing more than the start of the death of everyone Stiles cares about. The being known as Derek haunts him at every turn, unsatisfied until Stiles succumbs to Derek’s whims. Stiles isn’t sure if that involves sexing him or eating him, and he really doesn’t want to find out.

(My comment: pay attention to the tags! This is not a fluffy Sterek fic; what sex there is in this is basically Derek mind fucking Stiles and possessing him. It’s good, I love it, but definitely heed the tags.)

(Sacred) In the Ordinary by idyll (78,759 words, rated E)

The Pack, after college, graduate school and the starting of careers, comes back to Beacon Hills. Nothing’s gotten less complicated after all this time.
Based on a kink meme prompt that grew legs and got serious.
Note: This is a whole lot of pack!fic with a very slow build Derek/Stiles.

(My comment: I have read this fic like 8 times now. The pack dynamics are wonderful and the gang is all older here, coming back to BH after college. Set after season one)

When the Bough Breaks by The Feels Whale (12,068 words, rated T)

Look, Stiles knows he’s not really part of the pack, but really? He wishes the others aside from Scott and Allison would stay a little more up to date on what’s going on his life beyond how it affects them. (my comment: Stiles adopts a baby. Scott is having a pissing contest w/ Derek over Stiles and Allison so Derek and his pack doesn’t actually know Stiles is adopting a baby. Adorable chaos ensues)

The Time Travelling Werewolf’s Confused Spirit Guide also by The Feels Whale (4,832 words, rated G)

Normally you don’t imagine yourself as living in the dystopian future that hapless time travelers accidentally stumble into.
Or: that one where Stiles learns the hard way that reality is not static, time is not a river, and sometimes the way things are is not the way they were supposed to be.

How I Met My Werebunny by Moku (19,873 words, rated T)

“This is going to end in tears,” Scott told Derek while he watched the man easily lifting Stiles’ desk up with one hand and driving nails into the ceiling with the thumb of the other. “Probably mine.”
Or:
When a Stiles and a Failwolf love each other very much, they’ll engage in a prank war. Basically, it’s a mating ritual for dorks in love.

For better, for worse by Vendelin (13,336 words, rated E)

Derek and Stiles have been married for six years. Derek loves his job as a successful lawyer, loves his financial security and his large house. It isn’t until Stiles gets shot while working that he starts to understand that maybe Stiles isn’t loving their life as much as Derek is.  (My comment: human AU! Stiles is a cop and gets shot in the line of duty. Derek hadn’t noticed they were drifting apart. Realistic with the coming back together & even has couples counseling. Angsty with a fluffy, happy ending.)

the other shoe by stilinskisparkles (4,633 words, rated T)

They’re lounging on Derek’s bed one afternoon, Stiles halfheartedly trying to make headway on an essay, and Derek’s supposedly helping. Instead, Derek’s spent the last eight minutes mouthing lazily at Stiles’ shoulder, and Stiles is five seconds from giving up completely. (My comment: pretty much just fluff.)

Those Are The Days That Bind Us by s_a_m (52,171 words, rated M)

His father wasn’t stupid. He was an officer of the law, trained to look for patterns. He confronted Stiles about werewolves and they shouted and Stiles tried to explain but his father was so, so, so mad, more mad than Stiles had ever seen him, ever in all his life and then his father looked at him and said, “It’s like you’re not my son anymore.”
And Stiles broke.

(My comment: I love this one. Has some major angst and an unborn baby does die due to a possession kind of thing. But out of all the “Stiles is kicked out of/leaves the pack” things this one is my favorite. I think Stiles’ progression through this is so good. It does have a happy ending but not without a lot of healing on Stiles’ end. Heed the tags.)

Divided We Stand by KouriArashi (156,742 words, rated M)

Derek is being pressured by his family to pick a mate, and somehow stumbles into a choice that they didn’t expect and aren’t sure they approve of….

(My comment: This is the first work in The Searching Ceremonies. All of it is A++ and even has wolfcop (Peter/Sheriff Stilinski). It’s all AU and the world is very well developed, plus every part of it is over 100k words. KouriArashi also has a lot of other wonderful works that should be checked out.)

Stilinski’s Home for Wayward Wolves by owlpostagain (35,197 words, rated T)

“At least your puppies knock first,” Stiles snorts. “Here I thought their alpha raised them to be well-mannered.” 
“There’s a sign,” Derek responds stiffly. 
Stiles, whose curiosity outweighs even his hardest of grudges, abandons his chilly façade of nonchalance in a heartbeat. He jumps right up and all but pushes Derek out of the way in his effort to get to the window, and sure enough when he leans outside there’s a laminated strip of cardstock duct taped to the vinyl siding: DON’T FORGET TO KNOCK Stiles gets cranky when we scare him

Or, in which Stiles Stilinski moves to Beacon Hills for his junior year of high school and accidentally adopts a pack of teenage werewolves.

(my comment: fairly fluffy and humorous. owlpostagain is one of those that I never see recced and they have some amazing writing.)

here is the deepest secret nobody knows by owlpostagain (22,322 words, rated T)

“Derek,” Stiles groans. “You have me. You’ve always had me, you absolute moron, how many physically impossible feats of life-saving heroics do I have to perform before you get it?” (my comment: post s2 and the pack is just starting to come together. lots of pack feels)

will to follow through by owlpostagain (42,411 words, rated T)

“It depends entirely on how you look at it, I guess,” Stiles shrugs. “On the one hand, instant healing and the apparently inherited ability to pull off leather at all times. On the other, serious attitude problems and a suspicious disappearance of eyebrows.”
“Even Derek’s?” Danny snorts, “that’s a lot of eyebrow to lose.”
“I know,” Stiles agrees. “You should see, it’s so weird. Every time I want to ask him where they go, except he’d totally eat my face off.”
“There are worse ways to die.” 

(my comment: Danny&Lydia&Stiles ultimate friendship post season 2. So good.)

Auston Matthews - Sick Day

(A/N: I’m so sorry for the long waits guys. I have 14 requests going right now and can only write on the weekends. School always, always comes first.)

Warnings: mentions of being sick/throwing up

Originally posted by calgaryinferno

You woke up to the distinct sound of gagging and throwing up coming from the bathroom. With a groan of annoyance, you walked in to find your boyfriend’s head shoved in a toilet bowl as he threw up again.

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butteredonions  asked:

mumble my mumble, can you please write more of keith and pidge being amazing? I love when you have them tag-teaming on an adventure. Keith and Pidge save the day? All hope seems lost UNTIL--?

oh onion my onion, how about something entirely different from the nice quiet crap I usually write? i hope you like space battles. jk I know you like space battles


Keith slams Red’s controls forward, and she blasts up with a drag of inertia that fuses Keith’s bones to his chair. The warship’s beam weapon fills the cockpit with sickly purple light as it slices through space beneath him, glancing off the castle’s shields. There’s no time to slow down. Red’s tail picks off two ships with neatly-placed shots, and three more seem to push forward to replace them.

They’re losing. They’re losing badly.

Lance shoots by in the opposite direction, peeling one of Keith’s pursuers off of him. He’s gone quiet, which is never a good sign, but he’s still fighting. The carrier ship that had warped in - that had been their first indication of the trap the Galra had sprung, that had tipped the balance of the battle irrevocably -  releases another wave of attackers, and they swing in a deadly flock towards Shiro. Hunk is near him, watching his back. Keith has long since lost track of Pidge.

Keith tries to breathe, tries to calm down. Tries to figure the odds as anything but ever-shrinking. They’re all getting tired, and the castle can’t warp, and that carrier is spitting out too many ships. If they don’t figure something out, and soon…

“Hey, Shiro,” says Pidge suddenly over their comms. “I’ve got an idea. You’re not going to like it.”

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The Bidders and Karaoke: headcannon

Ah, here I am shit posting once more. Great. But I couldn’t get this out of my head. 

Tagging the squad: @2bedroom-baddestbidderlove @catchthespade @maidofstars


Eisuke

Songs: We all know he’s gonna sing some extra ass shit, I’m talking Celine Dion, Cher, Mariah Carey, and Christina Aguilera. And yes, he does the vocal riffs and nails them. Asshole

Performance: Its like he’s trying to seduce the crowd. Definitely some suggestive eyebrow action, and some hip swiveling happening (Shakira, Shakira indeed.) The Bidders and Mc are definitely uncomf. 

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Riddle Me This

Joker x Reader

Masterlist | Requests

Prompt: Can you do one where the reader is The Riddler and her inspiration was the joker, and she gets taken hostage by him when he’s doing a heist at her bank (the bank being her day-job) +if you can find a twisted way to turn it into smut my emotions would appreciate it. Thanks :)

Warnings: Light violence, smut.


“One-hundred, two-hundred, three-hundred, four-hundred. There you go, Mr. Johnson, have a great day,” you say as you hand over crisp green bills to the stranger before you. 

Working a bank wasn’t necessarily you dream job, but it paid the bills steadily. There were other things you enjoyed doing during the day, but this was normal. The more normal you came across to people, the better. 

The bank was not your only daily task at hand. By day you were a humble teller. By night, you played a larger role in society. A role that wasn’t one anyone could forget. You’re The Riddler, one of Gotham City’s finest criminals. 

As a child, your wants were simple. Growing up, super heroes and super villains alike came and went. But after a while, the entirety of it all grew on you. You became fascinated with their lifestyles, their “work.” Secretly, you kept news articles and magazine clippings. Your favorite, however, was an insane man known as The Joker. He was your secret, your favorite escape from normalcy. His crimes were gruesome, brutal, but somehow, they all still seemed to have a joke attached to them. His partner in crime was Harley Quinn, and you envied everything about her, especially how he seemed to adore her. 

You loved literature, and aside of your villain fetish, books were another escape from the dismal life you led. When you became The Riddler, you turned that into something further, something darker, and something intriguing. 

It’s almost closing time, and there are a few people in line with last minute pay-day checks waiting to be cashed. Your eyes move from the clock to the line, and everything in you just wants to go home today. 

“Next!” You call out, a forced smile placing itself on your lips as you watch the next person move forward. As she approaches the counter, she beams at you. You want desperately to roll your eyes. The day’s been rough, and you can’t believe the optimism in this girls face. 

“Can I cash this here? My boss said it might be a little difficult..”

She hands over a check, and you’re ready to tell her ‘of course.’ When you look down, you notice the absurd amount on it paired with smiley faces and “ha ha ha” in what looks like blood. Your heart seems to have stopped beating as you look up at her again, the indicative heart tattoo on her cheek moving slightly as she winks at you. In the same moment, a gun goes off behind her, causing the rest of the staff and patrons to scream and take cover.

A slow, drawn out, mocking laugh billows through the room, and you’re ready to  reveal your own identity to them. Looking around, you know you’ll land yourself in a world of trouble with your only steady income if you reveal yourself as The Riddler, another of Gotham’s now famous criminals. Usually you’d be proud, but for now you think you can handle this covertly.

“Gee, puddin’,” the blonde says with a pout, turning back to the man no one could forget, “She can’t cash it..” 

He walks over to you and she steps away, handling the other now-hostages with a smile and a revolver.

His gun points directly at you, and though you feel intimidated, you know better. You smuggle in your own gun everyday and hide it under the counter. It was none other than the one you use for your own crimes. 

“No bullet proof glass? What a shame..” He says, leaning over the counter and staring into your eyes, confirming that you, too, are now one of his hostages. His gun is firm in his hand as he grips the counter around it, smacking his other hand down.

“I’m havin’ a little party here tonight, and you’re invited! In fact, you can hand out the party favors. Aren’t you lucky…”

He studies your features as he speaks, as if he remembers seeing your face before. Though you haven’t formally met, he was your inspiration and you have crossed paths before on more than one occasion. 

You glare up at him, knowing he was trying to figure out where he’d seen you and assuming he wouldn’t remember. Standing up, you cock your head to one side.

“Oh yeah? And how do you expect me to do that?” You ask, it takes everything in you not to throw some sort of riddle at him. Being naturally quizzical already will just have to do for now. You point to the emergency button that comes with every bank teller position, unsure if someone else had the time to pull the silent alarm. Something in you didn’t want to, though. Be it the criminal in you or not, you have other plans.

His icy gaze shifts to your hand and back up to your face, not without taking a detour of the rest of your body in the {F/C} dress you wore today. His jaw clenches and his tongue runs along his metal teeth before he speaks again. You catch yourself staring, feelings of all kinds building up within you. 

After all, he was your inspiration to join the life of crime, and you adored him. As a normal person, and just as any other criminal would, you had to suppress that. You wondered how many other people in your “line of work” had to do the same. The only lucky one was Harley Quinn. She gets to fawn over him and worship the ground he walks on, but she was always just a pawn in his games and everyone knew it.

All that money in there,” he gestures towards the drawer in front of you with a coy grin. “It’s gonna go to my dear friends who are arriving soon.. You, doll face, get to play host, and, pass it all out.”

You lift your finger from hovering over the button and smirk, shrugging now with both hands in the air. 

“You gonna make me?”

A hostage screams from the corner, telling you to do what he wants. A loud bang follows and you realize it wasn’t from Harley’s gun. You look over to see one of your coworkers now lifeless on the floor, a slight pang of guilt washing over you. It wasn’t like you to feel bad over anyone, but you knew she had kids at home, and they didn’t deserve that. He puts the gun to his lips and blows on the end, winking at you now.

“And if anyone else wants to say anything, they can get their ticket outta here the same way,” he says loudly, eyes still on your features, knowing everyone can hear him. Silent cries proceed as you step back, suddenly wanting to give him the money before you lose another daytime friend.

The wheels in his brain are turning as he continues to examine you. Harley tosses him a bag and he throws it at you. Catching it against your chest, you begin to think. 

“You look scared, honey, are ya? Let me make it better, hm?” He coos, the sarcasm thick in his last sentence. “Just come out here,” he mockingly coaxes. “Let daddy show ya it’ll all be okay..” He laughs afterwards, gesturing for you to step out from behind the counter with his gun. 

You feel as though you have no choice as you covertly slide your hands under the desk and pull out wads of cash you’d been smuggling out for yourself throughout the day, concealing your gun within in pile in your hands.

“Att’a girl..” He says, his grin widening before he speaks again. “Harley, go get Frost.”

“He’s not here, though, boss,” she says, a frown forming on her lips as she backs up towards the entrance.

“I didn’t fucking ask that, Harls..” He shoots her a look and she immediately draws into herself, sighing quickly before hopping out of the door.

“Ah, ah, ah… No moving..” He says to the others who are now trembling in fear in each others arms.

You walk down the small area behind the counters with the cash and the gun loaded in your arms. As soon as you step out from behind it, you toss it all at him and point the gun at his head.

“Two can play at this game,” you say, pulling the hammer on the gun and staring at him with what little confidence you had in front of someone who was like a hero to you. How the tables have turned.. you think.

The money slowly drifts down from the air and onto the floor around him. He twitches, the anger brewing in him like the darkest of storms.

“I don’t think you’ve got the guts..” he starts, looking down at the name tag on your breast. “{Y/N}..”

Your name on his lips is something of a silent prayer. Trying to keep your hand from shaking, you bring your other hand to hold your wrist.

“You wanna bet?”

Before you can grasp what’s happening, he’s got you by your {H/C} hair, and dragging you into the back room. He grunts as he picks an identification card off of a desk and uses it to unlock the door. While you’re being dragged inside, you bring the gun to his chest and struggle to break free.

“Let me go!” you spit.

It’s only seconds before he reaches over and removes the gun from your hand, throwing it down and slamming the door behind you. Piles of cash are laying around, and you look at it in awe. Had you only known this sooner you wouldn’t have needed this job in the first place. Silently damning yourself, you wince as he pushes you up against a wall.

Your eyes are shut as you hear the hammer click on his gun again, and you expect the worst. This is it.. Murdered by my own hero.. By the one man I’ve admired for years..

“You’ve got such a gorgeous face… A familiar one, too..” he grumbles.

Shocked, your eyes pop open. What did he just say?

“Excuse me?” You say, the sarcasm now laid thick in your own voice.

“Cut the shit, Riddler.” He says, making your heart jump. “I’m almost surprised you withheld the notion of making me answer one of those.. God awful riddles!” He says now, the volume of his tone rising.

Hearing that almost hurt, and if you didn’t already know it was because he could never figure them out, you may have cried. Instead, you felt slightly triumphant.

“Ya wanna riddle me a new one then?” You ask with a smirk, feeling the gun press closer into your temple.

“I’d rather do something that even you won’t be able to decipher,” he says, his hands curtly on your thighs, pushing your dress up and then undoing his own black pair of pants.

“No panties, today, huh..?” He rasps, his fingers just barely grazing your center.

It was all happening so quickly for you. Just the rough touch of his cold hands on your warm skin sent a tingling feeling to the rose between your thighs. Before you knew it, you were being picked up and shoved against the wall. Your head bangs slightly on the wall as he does so, and you bite into your lower lip, a hand instinctively reaching for his green locks.

“You’ve been dying to do this, haven’t you?” You say, hoping with everything he gives you the answer you’ve been dying to hear for years as you give into the carnal desire that the two of you held for each other for so long.

“Oh.. More than you know..” he growls, kissing the tops of your breasts, trailing each kiss to your clavicle. His tongue runs along your neck and you can’t stifle the soft moan it elicits from you.

“Mm, purr for me like a kitten, baby girl..” he mumbles against your skin as he quickly and roughly slides his thick shaft in between your slick folds.

A large inhale is all you can give as you feel him sliding into you. A dream come true is feeling him speed up, your entire body rubbing against his as he does so. You moan louder as his fingers grip into your ass now, pulling on his hair with your own slender digits.

“I’ve wanted you for as long as I can remember..” you sigh between breaths, watching as his hard expression twists into that of pleasure.

His groaning could drive any woman wild, and you buck your hips along with him as you do everything you can to feel his cock push even deeper against your sweet spot.

“Oh baby..” he growls again, unraveling at the seams as he begins to bring you down harder on his member. He took pleasure in being wanted, especially by you. It wasn’t everyday he met a pretty face that was on the same caliber as himself, and Harley had grown to be old news by now.

Every time you feel him enter you entirely, your body begins to tremble with waves of pleasure. The closer you get to your own release, the more you want to scream out. His teeth dig into your skin, leaving mark after mark as he can control himself less and less.

The feeling between your legs is almost insatiable as he strokes into your core. You want more of him, all of him, all at once.

“Oh daddy, give it to me..”

Its like your words alone changed him. He pins you against the wall now, just low enough so can he thrust into you with everything he’s got. He accepted the challenge and was passing with flying colors as you begin to moan at the top of your lungs.

You shudder with ecstasy, gasping and moaning. It’s exhilarating as your nails trail thin cuts down his toned, tattooed back, only adding to the heat engulfing your swollen clit being stimulated by the friction of his groin against yours. He finishes in you, painting your walls as you throb around his large shaft, making it impossible for him to torture himself in the best way possible with you any further.

Continuing to thrust up into you, he can tell you’re completely lost for words. Your mouth is agape as you’re unable to stop him from inflicting the immense amount of pleasure on your extra sensitive core. It almost hurts in a way that you could fall in love with.

You can feel his cum dripping from your folds as he pulls out slowly, setting you down on a table full of money next to the two of you. Trying to catch your breath, you stare up at the ceiling, a hand resting over your chest as he cleans himself up, pocketing money off the same table you’re now sitting on.

He looks at you with a smirk, clearly proud of his power over you as your {E/C} eyes meet his again.

“So you’re gonna be a good little hostage.. And hand over all the cash to the nice men who are comin’ to visit.. Or I’ll have to do this again.. Understand?” The smirk on his lips already tells you something else is coming down the pike for you later anyway, and you slide your fingers between your legs, carefully wiping up some his cum and rubbing it between your fingers with your own smirk.

“I hear you loud and clear..”

“Puddin’!” You both hear from the other room, causing your heads to immediately snap towards the door. “Ya boys are here!”

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Hey there love! Could you do an imagine where the reader and joe meet online (she’s American) and she flies out to meet him and just a bunch of fluff and happiness? I love your writing, and I could use something happy tbh 💕💕
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Being a Youtuber was something you had enjoyed since day one, and even though you were still a small youtuber with just five hundred thousand subscribers you were still proud of yourself for reaching that goal, you loved to lay down on your bed and scroll down the comments of your videos.

In your latest video-which was a Q & A-someone had asked you which youtuber you wanted to collaborate in a video and without hesitating you answered Joe Sugg, you also admitted how much you admired his work and how funny you thought he was?

At the end of the video-and just for fun-you asked your subscribers to go and spam Joe on Twitter and tell him that you wanted to do a collab with him.

The day the video came out your phone was blowing up with tweets in which both you and Joe where tagged in you smiled to yourself thanking you had such support for all your followers, and three hours after people started spamming Joe you got a new notification that immediately caught your attention.

“Joe Sugg mentioned you in a tweet”

You clicked it as soon as it popped up in your screen

“Heard you wanted to collab @yourusername?”

It was then that you felt a huge wave of excitement cursing through your veins, you wanted to scream and jump all around the apartment, but instead you decided to smile like an idiot as your shaky fingertips typed a response.

“Maybe 😉 What proceeds now? 🤔”

It didn’t took long for him to reply

“I guess your phone number would be a good start 😏”

That’s how your relationship started, of course after Joe’s last reply people couldn’t help but comment “I ship this” or “I fully agree with this friendship” it made you chuckle inevitably.

After you exchanged numbers the texts were coming back and forth, FaceTime calls, comments and likes all around your social media but everyone had the same question.

When will you you two collab?

The thing was that you lived in Las Vegas while he was in London and trying to get your schedules to actually work out was definitely easier said than done, but you were glad you got to actually know him outside your screen so that when you actually collab it wouldn’t be awkward.

But it was one day, after 6 months of knowing this simple roof thatcher, that with time became a big influencer on YouTube around the world, you could actually know him in the flesh.

He said he would fly to Las Vegas instead of you coming to London since it was easier for the both of you-and also cheaper for him-. You also asked Joe if you could blog his arrival to Las Vegas, which he had absolutely no problem with.

So present day you grabbed your vlogging camera and its flexible tripod-that you twisted around your arm-as you turned it on, previously making sure it was perfectly settled.

“So hello to all of you watching me, today it’s going to be an exciting day because we’re picking Mr. Sugg himself from the airport, so let’s dive in today’s adventure” you chipped as you opened the front door of your car.

Pausing the recording you climbed up and took the camera to put it behind the wheel in the car tripod you had bought a month ago, after that you restarted the recording smiling widely at the camera as you put your seatbelt on.

“To the airport!"you exclaimed making a weird voice as you simultaneously started the car driving into the highway in direction to the airport "Now if I’m being honest I’m scared but also quite excited, is that even a thing?” You laughed nervously

Then the keyboard of your car ringed, you looked over and realized Joe was calling you. “Oh look it’s Joe!” You informed looking at the camera for a second before you quickly picked up the call. Hey Joe! Say hi to the vlog!“ You said cheerfully

"Hey guys!” He replied quiet happily making your smile grew wider “We just landed” he mentioned casually as you finally parked at the airport.

“Awesome! I’m just parking the car”
“See ya in a bit then?”
“You bet” you replied teasingly making him laugh, after you said goodbye since he had to pick up his luggage the call was ended.

Entering the place you continued talking to the camera nonchalantly making some jokes here and there walking to the room where he appeared shortly after “Oi! Here he comes!” You chipped focusing the camera on him, he was caring a medium length suitcase and a backpack also wearing his usual “nerd” glasses as you called them.

His eyes never left yours as he approached, until his arms wrapped around your body almost perfectly, your senses welcoming the scent of men cologne that his shirt reeked of, both of you hugging each other tighter not wanting that moment to end.

“Wow you’re quite more muscular than I imagined you would be” you teased taunting his biceps making him chuckle at your witty manners “Well so here’s what we’re gonna do, since you’re taller I’ll take your backpack and you’ll hold the camera.

He nodded as you exchanged your belongings, but he still took the suitcase with him "Now that I’m in the vlog it would sure go viral” he joked running his fingers through his hair, focusing the camera on the exact moment were you rolled your eyes at him.

“Haha” you laughed sarcastically as you headed over to the parking lot

The ride was nice, Joe used the aux cord and both of you sang some of the songs that were on his Spotify playlist, you over exaggerated the high notes and almost dropped the camera at some point but you knew it would be fun to watch for everyone at home.

Finally you arrived to the building in which you lived in, and as Joe pressed the elevator button after giving you back the camera, you took this as a chance to do something crazy, so you smiled at the lend placing your index finger on your lips in sign to keep quiet before you jumped on his back.

“Oh shit” he laughed slightly stumbling aside, luckily for the both of you he quickly regained his balance and placed his hands on your thighs to keep your legs on his waist, before he was sure you could hold them by yourself taking the suitcase again.

The doors of the elevator opened and he was quick to jump in and you took care of pressing the button of your floor, a few seconds passed and the doors opened again revealing a few people of different ages waiting for the elevator.

You didn’t actually care about the people watching you, since from the moment the doors opened you hollered “Giddy up, giddy up” in a horrible cowboy accent, the brunette boy complied your demands as he went up and down slightly, making the both of you laugh obnoxiously as you neighed down the hall

“I guess that’s all for today’s blog! Please like and subscribe and do all those amazing stuff only you know how to do.”

“Bye!” Both you and Joe said at unison before you finished recording.

The Nanny: Chapter 2

Author: @beckawinchester

Characters: Daddy!Jensen, Reader, Jared, Josiah (OC), Tom

Words: 1928

Warnings: None in this chapter

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A/N: I can’t believe the first chapter received so much feedback! Thank you guys so much! I hope you guys are enjoying this as much as I’m enjoying writing this! Here’s the 2nd chapter! P.S. There are some tags crossed out at the end that means I couldn’t tag you! Probably because you changed your username and didn’t tell me!


Reader’s POV

 You were eating lunch while reading the statuses from your friends on Facebook. You didn’t know why you were even reading them. All your friends from High School were having babies and getting married. Here you were in your mid 20’s still in college working on your early childhood education. You really didn’t know what you wanted to do yet you just knew that you wanted to work with kids. A notification popped up from the Nanny app. A friend from one of your classes from last year had told you about the nanny app.

“Jensen Ackles has requested you for an interview at The Coffee Shoppe at 1:30 P.M. today”

You clicked on Jensen’s profile. He didn’t really have much on his profile. You were a bit iffy but decided if you were going to get a job you should check it out. You clicked accept to the request and looked at the time on your phone which ready 12:30. You finished your lunch before going upstairs to find something nice to wear. You wanted to impress Jensen in case the job sounded like something you wanted to do. You picked out a cute striped blouse with a black jacket to go over it. 

Once you made it to the coffee shoppe you walked inside to order a small coffee. You grabbed your coffee when you it was finished and sat down at an empty table and started sipping your coffee while reading on one of your textbooks for class.

“Excuse me. Are you Y/N?” You looked up from your book not expecting to see a very handsome man standing in front of you with a coffee in your hand. You were taken back that your only response was a smile and a nod.

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Imagine the world getting to know you because of Chris.

A/N: Part 3! This one’s kind of like a filler piece, if I’m being honest. Still cute, but not as cute as what’s to come. 😉😏 You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’ and ‘Little Ways Away’ - Masterlist; ‘She Said Yes: Part 1/Part 2’)

Chris felt like throwing his phone when he saw yet another mean comment about you appear under his latest tweet. He knew it was jealousy, but it didn’t stop him from being angry. He wished he’d just kept his mouth shut until you graduated so the scrutiny and ridicule wouldn’t affect your studies, which you’d assured him a few times it hadn’t and wouldn’t. You’d been a fan of his for a while now, so you knew what his previous girlfriends went through- Jenny Slate, especially. So you were prepare for whatever the public was to throw your way, that and you had a group of very supportive and protective ladies constantly reminding you that you weren’t at all what they were saying about you: your mom, Chris’ mom and sisters, and Ava- of course. Then there were a group of writers: Salma, Taylor, Tori, amongst other names; girls you’d befriended over your years on Tumblr, who- to your surprise- swore they’d defend you despite your being with their beloved Christopher Robert Evans. As it turned out, your mini-series swayed them and they were now just happy that Chris was going to finally get the life, and love he deserved.

Chris’ phone buzzed as another comment popped up, he was about to turn off his phone when he saw that it was one of his fans defending you from the previous remark. He smiled because there seemed to be more in support of his relationship with you than against, so perhaps he didn’t really have all that much to complain about. His publicist was in agreement about not complaining as she was using his successful relationship with a fan to humanize him. She said, and he quote, “Chris Evans, all round nice guy with a heart so pure he falls in-love with the soul and not a status.” He wasn’t particularly happy about her using you to humanize him because that wasn’t what your relationship was about; he truly loved you. But you were; you wanted people to know how real and genuine Chris was, to see him as more than just Chris Evans, Captain America. You wanted people to see him as you did: underrated actor, transcendent director, amazing fiancé, and soon-to-be perfect husband and fantastic father. Your expectations may have seemed a little high to others, but you knew for a fact they weren’t unrealistic at all.

“I feel like this is my fault,” Anthony held out the latest copy of People Magazine for Chris to take, who did it and sighed upon seeing another headliner about the two of you. “I’m so sorry, man. I should have never said anything.” Chris waved him off, shrugging. “Did you at least tell Y/N it was my fault?” Anthony quizzed and got a head shake from Chris. “But I was the one who spilled the beans, I was the big mouth who said ‘bet you’re excited to get back to that fiancée of yours’ when you mentioned her name.”

“Yes you are, but she doesn’t need to know that. She won’t hold a grudge against me, but she might against you and we don’t want that considering you’ve just met each other.” Chris said and Anthony nodded in agreement, sighing at his negligence of keeping Chris’ and your engagement a secret. “She’s a fan of yours, but-”

“She’s a bigger fan of you,” Anthony rolled his eyes and Chris nodded, chuckling. “Yeah yeah, we’ve all read the damn mini-series where you’re just the perfect guy.” Anthony tried to be annoyed, but he couldn’t knowing how happy his friend was with you. “The kid really needs to stop putting you up on a pedestal and see you for the slob you really are.”

“Jealousy will get you nowhere, Mackie,” Chris joked and Anthony laughed. “At least she looks pretty in the picture,” Chris sighed with a smile when he let his gaze fall onto the magazine. The photo was a paparazzi shot of you leaving school with the headline 'Chris Evans’ fiancée, Y/N Y/L/N, star pupil at UCLA’. “God, can’t they just leave her alone?” Chris groaned, flipping open the magazine to check out the article; he was annoyed, but curious. “I know she’s interesting, but do they really need to write an article about her?”

“It’s a pretty good article, paps invading her privacy aside.” Anthony told Chris as he took Robert’s actor’s chair which was next to Chris. “They talk about her in school, the course she’s taking, and how they can see why you’re so smitten with her. It’s not one of those articles where she’s berated for how she looks, or what’s she wearing. It’s an actual intellectual journalist taking proper interest in the girl Chris Evans is with.”

“How rare,” Chris commented with a soft chuckle then proceeded to read the article whereas Anthony headed for his trailer as he was done for the day. Chris read the first paragraph and realized Anthony was right about it being a good article. The whole thing praised you, stating you were “a girl with big dreams and even bigger talents”; they even called you his “forever.” He smiled because he agreed, you were his forever. So what if some of his 'fans’ didn’t support the relationship? He had those who actually saw you for who you were, seeing how successful this relationship was going to be despite the age gap and the difference in social status- not that it mattered considering where you were going to end up once you graduated.

His phone started buzzing under his leg and he put the magazine on Robert’s chair while he reached to answer the call. He smiled when he saw your name and picture pop up on the screen, he found himself admiring your beautiful smile for a little while before he answered. He was missing you, that was for sure. “Good evening, my love.” He greeted and heard you giggle, making his smile reach his eyes. “Aren’t you in a very good mood,” he chuckled, “what’s going on?”

“Nothing, I just like hearing you call me your love,” you admitted and he chuckled again. “Are you filming, am I disturbing you?” You quickly asked before you continued talking, knowing you’d get him in trouble if he was due. It wasn’t like you had anything important to tell him, you just wanted to talk and hear his voice.

“No, I’m free,” he answered. “I’m never not free for you.”

“You keep saying that and Kevin’s going to hate me and fire you,” you giggled, making him laugh. “But I appreciate it, it’s good to hear your voice.” You told him and he smiled, silently agreeing that it was good to hear yours too. “Though I’ve been listening to it for the past hour, it’s still good to hear it.”

“What do you mean you’ve been listening to it for the past hour?”

“Anna’s podcast,” you told him. “You and Jenny could not be more obvious with the fawning,” you teased him and he rolled his eyes, chuckling. “Do we sound like that when we talk?” You quizzed, but didn’t give him time to respond. “God, no wonder Ava calls us insufferable. She says it with a smile so we think she’s joking, but if we sound like that- I don’t think she’s joking.”

Chris could honestly listen to you ramble on about nothing, bombard him with your random thoughts and queries forever, and not get bored. There was just something about you that kept him entertained, so much so that he could even give up Sunday football for that. Now that thought assured him that you were his one true love, 'cause nothing was more important than football and Tom Brady- nothing until you, of course.

“I love you,” Chris chuckled, cutting your rambling short.

You smiled at his sincerity, a little heat even rushed to your cheeks. “I love you too, baby.” He smiled back, then chuckled softly; he was still in awe that you were his fiancée. “And I can’t wait for these next thirty weeks to be over so I can be with you again.”

“Oh, so we’re counting weeks now?” Chris quizzed with an amused smirk, then chuckled when you noised confirmation. “Yeah, I gotcha. For some reason when we used months it seemed as though we added time, like when we were at two- we were really only at seven weeks.” You nodded with pursed lips. “Okay then, thirty weeks it is. I can’t wait to be reunited with you, my love,” he said with a smile that could be heard.

“The feeling is mutual,” you agreed.

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