i can smell her perfume

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Leonard Snart finding out that you, his sister, is in a romantic relationship with Mick Rory.
••• Requested by Anon •••

It was late when Leonard found himself stopping by Mick’s apartment. He had just found a buyer for the expensive diamond necklace that he and Mick had snatched during the robbery of a local jewellery store and wanted to discuss it with him as soon as possible.

He knocked twice on door, the white paint peeling off and sticking to his skin. The familiar heavy footfall could be heard through the door, but Leonard could’ve sworn he heard another pair rushing away before Mick appeared before him.

“Got someone over, partner?” Leonard asked, pushing passed Mick and into his living room. The couch in front of the TV was a mess. A single blanket was disregarded to one side, along with several cushions thrown on the floor. Turning back, Leonard took in Mick’s ruggedness.

His shirt was untucked, his suspenders hung around his waist and his belt was unbuckled. Not to mention his shoes were off and laying by door.

“A lady friend.” Leonard stated.

“What’re you getting at?” Mick said, trying his best to act dumb.

“Don’t lie to me, Mick.” Leonard bit. “I can smell her perfume on you.”

It was true. The strong fragrance was clinging to him like a bee to honey. Leonard liked the scent though. It was a familiar aroma.

Suddenly there was the deafening sound of breaking china.

Leonard rushed to find the source before Mick could stop him. Running through the kitchen, Leonard dashed down the small hall and entered the spare bedroom.

“Hey, bro…” You gave him a half-hearted smile from were you knelt, picking up the pieces of a broken china vase. “What’re you doing here?”

“What’re you - ? Mick…. My sister.” Leonard muttered in realisation, frowning at you from where he stood in the doorway. “My sister!” He repeated, louder this time.

You were dressed in only your underwear and tank top, which you pulled as far down as you could in a feeble attempt to keep your modesty. “Leonard, don’t get mad.”

“You know what, (Y/N)?” Leonard started. “I can’t do this right now. Get back to whatever the hell it was you were doing. I’m leaving.”

He turned back, just in time to run into Mick. “You and I are gonna have a talk tomorrow.” And with that, he left. Forgetting all about the sell he had planned for the diamonds.

One week into hiding away. 

Morning sickness that feels never ending burns my throat as walk back to the bedroom I’ve taken over in Alfie and Livies small cabin. I take slow steady steps to the bed before crawling on and eventually making my way to my back. My hair line is sticky and damp from sweat and even though I’m laying down it feels like the whole room sways and tilts when I close my eyes. 

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i was in high school when i kissed a girl for the first time

it was my birthday party and we were playing a game of truth or dare
my best friend of several years and i laced our fingers together, giggling shyly and already blushing
and finally we both lean in, our noses bump together and we don’t stop giggling, but our lips touch
and for a second, time stops

i’m not in love with my best friend
but i think i’m in love with kissing girls

her lips are so soft against my own and i can feel her lipstick smudge against my mouth
her hands are so soft and they fit perfectly in my own
i can smell her perfume and i imagine the way her body would curve against my own, how we would line up perfectly like two puzzle pieces

and just as soon as it starts, it’s over
and i can’t help but to touch my lips and wonder if that had actually just happened

—  (cc, 2016)
I’m laying on her bed and I can smell her favorite perfume and her shampoo
And I wonder if she tastes like coffee
If she kisses slow and gentle like the way she walks
Like the way she speaks
And when she touches my cheek, I wonder if she sees the burn marks her fingertips leave like
A message carved into a school desk
“I was here”
I love her like I loved my tenth grade art teacher
Like the way I loved the way his fingers moved
I mean she is so beautiful
No wait
I think I mean I love the way she makes me ache
Like I did when I stopped eating and I keep throwing up like I used to
But it is not vomit in front of me
All I can see is the phrase
“Oh god please don’t leave”
But I flush it down and go back to where she’s sleeping and I crawl back into the bed
Ignoring the emptiness in my chest and the hole in the ceiling
—  girl love (topfairy)
Lolita

“Yeah step sister, it’s not like you’re my actual brother, blood and all.” Y/N says while leaning into me, her lips lying against my now hot skin that burns under her touch as she ghost her lips along my neck.

Originally posted by luketivist

Words: 3000+

Request: No

Rating: R


Luke’s P.O.V

The strong wind blew through her hair like it was tidal waves brewing through a storm but, that didn’t seem to faze her as she bites down on her ruby red bottom lip before blowing out a thick cloud of air, the boys that sit around her, looking at her with fondness and sensuality don’t even realize that drool is spilling from their bottom lips when she peels her coat together, her breast sending even more blood to the teenage boys pricks as her breasts show more cleavage then her legs.

I watch as a laugh leaves her cherry gloss lips when one of the teenage boy‒ surrounded by her‒with overly jelled hair tells a joke, her small dainty hands slapping down on his skinny shoulder as she clasps her hand over her mouth, trying to contain her soft giggles, the boy with overly jelled hair makes a beaming smile settle on his lips as he takes in the fact that prettiest girl around town is touching him.

But it doesn’t last long when I see her retrieve her hand back and place it in her lap as she plays with the ends of her white and red plaid skirt that hangs dangerously too short. I watch as the boys around her lick their lips when they see her legs fall against each other as she sets up, her chest popping out as her spines curves deliciously.

Just in a matter of time I watch as her eyes beam up when one of the boy’s muster up the courage and speak to her, I watch as her cheeks flare up with a rosy pink sweeping along her cheek bones, before a smile slips on her lips and she stands from the bench, her skirt bunching up higher as she begins to strut her way back into the house. The boys around her all let a look of disappointment and anger set on their face as the boy that asked her out‒I assume‒lets a smile set on his lips as his head full of curls falls before his eyes before he has the strength to brush them out of his eyes and follow her.

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Gonna Let It Burn

TITLE OF STORY: Gonna Let It Burn
CHAPTER NUMBER/TITLE/ONE SHOT: One Shot
AUTHOR: freudensteins-monster
WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: AU!Loki
GENRE: Fantasy, Romance
FIC SUMMARY:  The tall, dark and handsome barista smells of smoke instead of coffee and always calls her princess. That should have been a clue.
RATING: T
WARNINGS/TRIGGERS/AUTHORS NOTES:  Based an a mythological creature AU prompt post (x). I made it about my OTP, because when do I not. It doesn’t feature names so feel free to imagine your own otp in there…

“Good morning, princess.”

Oh no. Not him. Anyone but him.

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Snapped. Pt Three, Infinitesimal - smut

Author: mystic-biscuit
Series Rating: NSFW 18+
Words: 6072, seriously it is like impossible for me to do anything under 4k.

Notes: Hello, part threee woot. I hope you are liking the collab so far. :)




Parts: CaptivatedFlustered 

Infinitesimal 

  • indefinitely or exceedingly small

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The Devil You Know Part 6

The Devil You Know Part 6

Warning: Cussing

Chapter 9

Melinda kept gasping as she kept clawing at the hand around her throat. A hand, that wasn’t even there. 

“Mommy. Mommy.” Zoe said, sitting up in bed. “Mommy.”

Melinda opened up her eyes and started coughing. She grabbed the blanket, that was around her neck, she pulled it off and toss it aside. She rolled over to her side, gasping for air, in between her coughing.

“Mommy.” Zoe said, she looked down from the bed at her. “Mommy.”

“Baby” Melinda said, looking up at her and saw she was crying. “Baby it’s okay.” Melinda got up off the floor and went over to her. “It’s okay baby, mommy didn’t mean to scare you.” She wrapped her arms around Zoe and held her close. “Shh, its okay baby, it’s okay.”

“No mommy.” Zoe said, wrapping her arms around her neck. “I saw daddy. I saw daddy. He was here mommy. He was here.”

“What?” Melinda said and then she heard footsteps outside their door.

Melinda cover Zoe’s mouth, to muffle her cries. She picked her up and moved her under the bed. She mouth to her, “Stay quite, closer your eyes, and cover your ears” Zoe nodded her head and did what she was told. 

Melinda grabbed the gun Negan gave to her. She pointed it at the door as she crouch down behind the couch in the room. The steps got closer to the door and then, came a knock.

“Doll are you guys alright?” Negan said, behind the door. “I thought I heard princess crying.” Melinda stood up and went to the door, with the gun still at the ready. “Doll answer me please, your fucken freaking me out here.” Knocking again.

She kicked the blanket and pillow away from the door. Melinda took a deep breath as she unlock the door. She grabbed the handle and swung the door open. Negan jumped back when he saw Melinda pointing the gun at him. 

“Fuck doll, it’s just me.” Negan said, putting his hands up as he backed up to the other side of the hallway. “It’s just me”

Melinda slowing peaked her head out to make sure Negan wasn’t being use to get inside the room. She looked down the hallway to the right and saw Fat Joe standing there with his gun at the ready. She looked down the hallway to the left and saw Dwight with his gun at the ready.

“See doll? It’s just fucken me.” Negan said as he put his hands down as she lower the gun. “Boys go back to fucken patrolling I got this.” Dwight and Fat Joe went back to walking up and down the hallways. “Is everything alright doll?”

“Yeah.” Melinda said, putting the gun in her back pocket. “Sorry if we woke you. It’s just…”

“Negan.” Zoe said, getting out from under the bed and running to him. “Negan” She grabbed a hold of his leg and hold it tight. “Your alive Negan. Your alive.”

“A course I’m alive princess.” Negan said, stroking the top part of her head as he looked down at her. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Cause of daddy. I saw him. I saw him kill you. He killed you Negan.” Zoe said and she started crying again. “Then he… he started choking… mommy. He was..he was going to… kill mommy too.”

“O princess.” Negan said, kneeling and wrapping his arm around her. “Come here.” She let go of his leg and he picked her up. “You were just having a nightmare, that’s all.” He held her close as she wrapped her arms around his neck, as she kept on crying. “It’s okay princess I’m here. I’m here.”

Negan held out Lucille to Melinda and she took it. He wrapped his arm around Zoe, giving her a small squeeze. She nuzzle his neck as she kept crying. Negan walked into the room and notice the blanket and pillow on the floor.

“Doll were you sleeping by the fucken door?” Negan said, looking up at her.

Never know who maybe attend to pick the lock and come in.” Melinda said, picking up the blanket and pillow, then placing them on the couch. “I would have put the couch in front of the door, but if we had to leave in a hurry, I don’t want to waste time pushing it out of the way.”

“When we go on a fucken run tomorrow, we’ll stop at a hardwood store I know. We can get you guys some chain locks or some shit for the door, sound fucken good doll?” Negan said, rocking Zoe in his arms.

“Yeah sounds good.” Melinda said, giving him a small smile. “I can also pick up some pipes and make more bombs.”

“You, are fucken scary doll.” Negan said, pointing at her and giving her a wink.  “Alright princess, its time to get back to bed.” Negan went to the bed to laying her on down.

“No. No.” Zoe said, holding his neck tight.

“Okay princess, okay.” Negan said, rubbing her back to calm her down. “Want me to lay down with you?” Zoe nodded her head. “Alright princess, I’ll lay down with you.” 

Negan laid down on the bed and Zoe curled up to him as she stopped crying. He smiled down at her and looked over at Melinda, who was laying Lucille on the couch. She turned around and look down at them, giving him a soft smile.

Negan mouth to her “fucken told you.” She shook her head, knowing he was talking about earlier, when he said he’ll make a great dad to Zoe. She stay on the edge of the bed and handed Negan, Zoe’s teddy bear.

“Who’s this little guy?” Negan asked Zoe as he handed her the teddy bear.

That’s Mr Teddy Bones.” Zoe said, hugging the teddy bear.

“Mr Teddy Bones? That’s an awesome name.” Negan said, smiling at her. “You know, I had a teddy bear when I was your age.”

“You did?” Zoe said, looking up at him.

“Yeah, I did.” Negan said, nodding his head. “He was pretty awesome too. He was all black and he had red eyes, for that I called him Diablo (Devil).”

“Diablo?” Zoe said,looking at him weird. “That’s a funny name.”

“Your face is funny.” Negan said, chuckling when Zoe nudge him. “At first I didn’t want Diablo when my dad gave him to me.”

“You didn’t?” Zoe asked and Negan shook his head. “Why not?”

“Cause I was a boy and I thought teddy bears where for girls.” Negan said, tickling Zoe a bit and making her laugh. “But my dad said he got him for me to protect me. He said, all kids need to have teddy bears to protect them at night.”

“Protect them from what?” Zoe asked.

“From all the monsters that come out at night. You see princess, Mr Teddy Bones here.” Negan said, taking a hold of the teddy bear. “He’s actually a warrior teddy bear. Him and all the teddy bears are warriors. Do you know what they were called?” Zoe shook her head. “They were called the Saviors.”

“Just like you?” Zoe asked as she smiled at him.

“Yep.” Negan said, nodding his head. “Just like me.” He smiled at her. “My dad told me a story about these Saviors. Want to hear it?” Zoe smiled and nodded her head. “Alright.” Negan cleared his throat.

“A long time ago, monsters would roam around at night. They would come into peoples home and take the kids. So, people pray to the Gods for help. The Gods sent down the teddy bears. At first, they didn’t understand. They said, how can a stuff animal help the protect the kids? They took the teddy bears anyways and gave them to all the kids. When night fall came, the monsters came out, that is when the teddy bears came to life.” Negan said, taking a hold of her teddy bear.

“They came to life?” Zoe asked.

Yes they did.” Negan said, nodding his head. “When the monsters came to the houses, the teddy bears were waiting for them. They all were in armor and had swords. The monsters told the teddy bears, why fight to protect the children? When they get older, they will toss you aside. The teddy bears told them, when they get old, they will no longer be needed, because by then, the kids can protect themselves. But till then, they would fight and die for all the kids, to keep them safe.”

“But what about the monsters we have now? Why haven’t the teddy bears killed them?” Zoe asked.

“Well princess that’s because they are a different type of monster. The teddy bears, knew with these monsters they were going to need some help. So they called upon all the kids they protected, to help them out with these monsters.” Negan said, looking down at her.

“So that’s why you guys are the Saviors?” Zoe asked looking up at him.

“That’s right princess.” Negan said, nodding his head. “We all came together and became warriors, we came the Saviors. We go out and fight the monsters, to protect everyone. And when your older,” Negan pointed at her. “You’ll be a Savoir too. Heck, your pretty much one now princess.”

“I am?” Zoe asked, smiling at him.

“Yes you are.” Negan said smiling at her. “Now, won’t you and Mr Teddy Bones get some sleep princess.”

“Okay.” Zoe said, leaning up and kissing his cheek. “You know what?”

“What princess?” Negan said, still looking down at her.

I wish you were my daddy.” Zoe said curling up under him. 

Negan looked over at Melinda, to see tears forming in her eyes. Negan turn back to Zoe and cover her up with the blanket.

 “Get some sleep princess. I’ll see you in the morning for breakfast.” Negan said, getting out of the bed. He lean down and kiss her forehead. “Night princess.”

“Goodnight Negan.” Zoe said, curling up to her teddy bear and going to sleep.

Melinda handed Lucille to Negan and they both stepped out into the hallway. They stood there in awkward silences for a bit, till Melinda finally spoke up.

“Did you… did you ever had kids?” Melinda asked in a small voice.

“Nah, never did. I fucken can’t stand kids. Their little shits.” Negan said, smirking at her. Melinda laugh as she shook her head. “O she can fucken laugh.” He walked up to her closer to her. “It’s a pretty fucken sexy laugh doll. You should do it more.”

“You know, you never said why you were up.” Melinda said, changing the subject.

“I couldn’t fucken sleep, so I just went for a walk.” Negan said, looking down at her.

“Sure it wasn’t to sleep with some girl?” Melinda asked and Negan rise his eyebrows at her. “I can smell her perfume on you.”

“Yeah, you caught me.” Negan said, chuckling. “I went and fucked one of my wives.”

“One of your wives?” Melinda said rising her eyebrows. “Whoa, here I thought I was going to be the second girl in your life.”

“Nah, doll. It;s Lucille, princess and then you.” Negan said, smirking at her. “But I do feel we have something special.” Melinda’s face harden as she shot him a glare. “O fuck. Doll, I’m sorry.” He shook his head. “I didn’t fucken know he said that to you.”

“It’s alright.” Melinda said, looking away. 

Is there.. anything else he fucken said to you?” Negan said, making her look at him. “That way I know not to fucken say it to you.”

“He called me love.” Melinda said, letting out a sigh. “I always hated him saying that. He would call Zoe sweetie or sweetheart. She doesn’t mind it, but it just… just reminds me of him, you know?”

“Yeah, I fucken understand doll. You know, we have a therapist here doll. She’s pretty good, on the count she was one before all this fucken shit went to hell.” Negan said and she rise her eyebrows. “I fucken know, I fucken know. But, she could help you and princess. I know you don’t want Zoe to remember this shit, but it doesn’t fucken help keeping it in.”

“True.” Melinda said, nodding her head. “Is she one of your wives?”

“Yeah.” Negan said, smiling.

“Why do I feel your lying about that?” Melinda said, crossing her arms.

Negan looked up and down the hallway, then lean in closer to her.

“Between the fucken two of us, I just fucken tell people I’m banging her, so they don’t know I’m actually doing therapy.” Negan whisper.

“She said no, didn’t she?” Melinda said.

“Yep.” Negan said, laughing as he pulled back. “But all fucken joking aside. I do talk to her. Shit can way heavy on you when your a fucken leader. We can drop princess off with her before we go on the fucken run. If that’s alright with you?

“I’ll like to talk to her a bit, before I do.” Melinda said.

That’s fine doll.” Negan said, nodding his head. “Will, I’m off to fucken bed, yet again. You know, without a good night fucken kiss.” Negan started smiling at her.

“Alright, one kiss.” Melinda said, smiling at him.

“Fucken A.” Negan said, smiling.

 He lean down to her as he close his eyes. Melinda put her hand on his face and pushed him back.

“Awww, she fucken did me dirty.” Negan said, laughing. 

“That’s the only way I’ll do you.” Melinda said, smiling as she went back to the door.

“I fucken love it when you talk dirty doll.” Negan said, as he walked backwards to his room.

“I know you do.” Melinda said, leading inside the room. “Goodnight Negan.”

“Goodnight doll.” Negan said as she close the door. Negan started whistling again as turn around to walk down the hallway. “I’m so going to fucken hit that.”

“No your not.” Melinda said, behind the door.

“What the fuck?”

The Devil You Know Part 7  

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Allison's home-Stiles Stilinski

This was a dream I had then I made up an ending. I don’t know it may be strange but I think this should happen, if it did i’d actually cry.

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I woke up screaming in the middle of the night again for the 8th time this month. It’s always the same nightmare -Allison getting stabbed by the oni. Only it’s not a nightmare, it’s a memory an it plays over and over again until my brother Scott wakes me up. Like now, he just holds me in his arms while I cry. Sometimes he cries with me. I feel awful to keep doing it and reminding him about it but I have no control over my nightmares. It always feels so real, like I’m in that moment again. I can smell her perfume and feel the cold from the wind. Eventually we fall asleep in eachothers arms. Mum always wakes us up with a sympathetic smile and pancakes.

It’s been less than a year since Allison passed and weird things have happened. I was in Eichen for a couple of months. They thought it was best for me. While I was in there the pack dealt with the deadpool, they were extremely shocked to find my name on it. It turns out I’m a witch. Not the hocus pocus, bibbidy bobbidy stuff. But I can do spells, heal people and i can create a protective force field kind of thing (like bella in twilight) around people- which i haven’t learned to do yet. I’ve been training with Deaton ever since I got out and I’m getting good. 

A couple of weeks ago I found this spell to bring people back to life. I wasn’t supposed to find it but I begged Deaton to help me. I told him I would do it with or without him. He told me i could die if i did it alone so he would help me but it would take a couple weeks to gather supplies. I haven’t told the pack in case something goes wrong or it doesn’t work, but we are doing it tonight. There are countless things that could go wrong.

Firstly, I essentially have to die much like the way Stiles, Scott, Allison and Isaac have done in the past. I may never wake up. Another issue is I haven’t found my anchor yet, eventhough I’m not a werewolf or werecoyote - wereanything, i still need an anchor to control myself.

Currently though, I’m sitting in class listening to coach talk about something nobody cares about as usual. There is a lacrosse game tonight and I’m planning to do it while they are there. I hope it’s not too suspicious because I go to every single game of Scotts, we are very close siblings being twins and all.

I feel something hitting off my shoulder. I turn to catch the culprit but smile when I see Stiles with that adorable grin.

“you okay?” he whispers nodding to my forearm where I had drawn blood from scratching. I was too focused thinking about tonight I didn’t even notice. My eyes widen but nod. He smiles and i do too. I go to turn around my Scott catches my attention.

“are you sure your ok? you’ve been tapping your foot this entire lesson and your heartbeat just got really fast…” he asks innocently. I blush but nod resting my head in my hands to hide my face. The bell rings and I shoot up and out of my seat. Stiles and Scott race after me. I almost get away but Lydia, Malia and Kira are waiting outside the door. I groan.

“hello to you too buttercup” Lydia says sarcastically. I smile at her and try to walk

past them.

“were are you going? are you coming to the game?” Scott yells at me as I’m quite a far distance away now. I turn and shake my head.

“I’m sorry but I can’t, I’ve got to train with Deaton. It’s really important and I can’t miss it. I might see you after, you’ll do great!” then i run outside to my car. I drive off before any of them can reach me.

Scott’s POV*

“she never misses our games? do you think she’s ok?” I turn towards everyone. “dude, she’ll be fine come on, we’ve got to get ready, we’ll see you girls out there.” Stiles replies. I sigh but go to get changed.

“Now that you mentioned it, it is a little strange. What can be more important than coming to see you play, she comes to every single game” Stiles says as he’s getting dressed. I huff.

“I know, she’s my good luck charm. Although I think she comes to see you more than me.” I reply to stiles wiggling my eyebrows.

“what are you insinuating?” Stiles’ voice wavers and I smirk.

“that you and my sister are going to get married and have lot’s of babies together…” I joke. I expect him to laugh but he just gulps.

“wait, do you actually like my sister?” I ask. He breaks eye contact with me.

“ew, no bro, that’s disgusting she’s like my sister too…” he defends. I nod agreeing but I can hear his heart beat getting faster and the slight squeak to his voice, you don’t have to be a werewolf to tell he’s lying.

“I mean, I wouldn’t be bothered if you did…” i suggest.

“well i don’t!” he snaps back slamming his locker shut. I laugh silently, happy that I know they both like each other but will not admit it. Her heart beat get’s faster everytime she looks at him. As does his.

We leave the locker room and go to the field. It’s raining really badly. We go over to coach.

“Hey guys, I think we’re going to have to cancel. A little rain is fine but it’s too dangerous for you to play like this. I don’t even know where it came from. We go over to the girls and Lydia looks really panicked.

"Lydia what’s wrong?” I ask her. A tear rolls down her cheek.

“It’s y/n” that’s all she has to say until we are all racing towards Stiles’ Jeep.

Normal POV (earlier on)*

“Hey Deaton, we ready to do this?” I greet him as i walk inside the clinic. He smiles nervously. I sigh taking off my jacket.

“don’t get nervous on me now, I’m ready. I can do this.” he nods uncertainly. I go inside the ‘main’ room and he has two ice baths ready. One for me and hopefully one when I bring Ali back.

“did you bring it?” he asks. I nod showing him the necklace Allison had given me. It was right before she died so it held a lot of meaning. I looked at it for a while before dropping it in her bath. Then I turn towards Deaton.

“Ok, ready to go?” i ask nervously. He rubs up and down my arms.
“Did you find an anchor?” I look down shaking my head, but subconciously I’m playing with the necklace around my neck, it was a birthday present from Stiles. “what about who ever gave you that?” he points to the necklace. I look at it thinking then i whisper
“Stiles” and look up to see Deaton smiling.
“perfect!” I blush and he pecks my forehead. I step into the bath instantly my body freezes. I sit down and take a breath before laying down.

Scott’s POV*
We run out of the Jeep and head towards the animal clinic. The lights are low and the door says that’s it’s closed. I look at Stiles and he runs his hand through his hair afraid of what we’re about to see. I open the door going first, i run into the 'main’ room and see Deaton but no y/n. There are two ice baths and I cough getting Deaton’s attention. He get’s up quickly coming to stand in front of me.

“what are you all doing here?” he asks nervously.
“where’s y/n” Stiles asks.
“i, uh, she’d kill me. She’s in the bath.” he whispers. My eyes widen and I go towards the bath.
“dont touch it! you could kill her!” he states. I step back.
“why are there two?” Lydia asks confused. Deaton looks down at his feet. I growl and he gulps.
“She’s gone to bring Allison back” he mumbles. everyone gasps. I get angry and storm towards Deaton pushing him against a wall.
“why did you let her do that! she could die!” i yell. He flinches and Stiles grabs me pulling me away. Lydia is in shock, Malia and Kira are sitting down. We hear a gasp and we turn around.

normal POV*
When I 'wake up’ I’m still holding Stile’s necklace. I am in a really large, white room. I look around but I’m alone. For a moment I think i failed but then i feel a hand touch my leg. I look down at the floor and there is Allison, with the same wound she died from. I go through the steps in my head and bend down to heal it. She gasps when it’s healed and looks at me not believing I’m real.

“I came to bring you back Ali, these past few months have been hell without you!” She looks at me with tears in her eyes.

“how?!” she whispers. “I’ll explain when we get back” she nods and we stand up.

“look in your pocket” i ask her quietly. she looks at me funny but does it. She finds the necklace and looks at me expectantly.

“Hold it, really tight, with your palm facing the floor, don’t let go of it. Close your eyes.Think about the people you left behind - Scott, your dad, Stiles, Lydia, Kira, Malia, Isaac, Derek, Deaton…” I say and she does it immediately. I work my magic also closing my eyes, when i open my eyes she’s gone. I look around and scream excitedly that I’ve actually done it! Now I just need to get myself back…

I sigh feeling quite light headed, i power through it to get back. I close my eyes and I’m about to start the spell when i feel a hand on my arm. My eyes snap open and I see Claudia, Stiles’ mum. My eyes immediately start to water, she was as close to our family as she was her own. She smiles sympathetically and brings me in for a hug. We pull away and she wipes my tears so they don’t drip.

“please tell me you are not dead darling?” she asks quietly, tears brimming my eyes.

“no, I’m a witch… I came to bring Allison back” I smile. she’s a little shocked for a second and a bright idea pops into my head. “I could bring you back too! come on!” I tug at her hand but she stands still in her place. I furrow my eyebrows. “what’s wrong?” i turn towards her completely. she sniffles.

“I can’t come back with you” my face falls.

“why not?” i stutter. she looks at the floor.

“It wouldn’t be right, and it could harm you, it was great just seeing you, I’ve been watching over you all. Your doing great. And please knock some sense into my sons head, he loves you, beyond a shadow of a doubt” she rubs my arms the way Deaton did. She laughs at my expression. “And you love him too don’t you?” she raises her eyebrow.

“no why would you say that?” i mumble. She smirks.

“your playing with the necklace he bought you and oh my word your scar is bleeding.” she gasps. I look down and my shiirt is covered in blood, i lift it out of my shorts and i nearly faint at the sight. After the nogitsune was gone he had left something. Stiles’ name carved into my hip, he must have done it when i was passed out and done it with a knife. Nobody else knows about it except my mum and Lydia. She runs her fingers above it careful not to snag it. My eyes start to water again. She grabs the sides of my face.

“first thing you do when he get back is kiss him, ok honey? just straight into it! you’ll have him wrapped around your little finger!” she smiles when i giggle. “will you tell him that I love him and that it wasn’t his fault I died, I was very sick at that time. Also tell Stilinski that I love him too, and that he’s doing a great job with Stiles.” she is now crying and i nod, she sighs and pulls me into another hug.

“I love you” I whisper into her hair.

“I love you too baby, say hello to your mother as well!” she laughs. I nod but start crying. we are both sobbing in eachothers arms. Until I am ripped out of her arms.

Stiles POV*

We hear a gasp and we turn around. I sigh thinking it’s y/n but it didn’t come from her bath. There right before our eyes, is Allison gasping for breath, dressed in the same clothes she died in nearly a year ago… Scott runs over to her and pulls her out of the bath, Deaton hands him a towel and he wraps it around her. She holds it gratefully and he crushes her in a huge hug. A mop of strawberry blonde hair flies past me. Scott and Allison pull away just for her to crushed in a hug by Lydia again. They pull away and she comes over to hug me.

“your actually real?” i whisper into her hair. she giggles. “yeah. y/n brought me back” she sobs.

“I’m so sorry!” i mumble. “It’s not your fault…” she whispers. we pull away.

“where is y/n?” i gasp. “she’s still under! we need to get her out quickly a different way. Kira grab that jar. Stiles come over here.” Deaton yells.

“why what can i do?” i mutter but go over anyway.

“your her anchor, you need to grab her hand and when i say pull her out of the water completely” he says in a rush, tipping the entire jar into the water. I look at him with my eyes wide.

“I’m her anchor?” i question. He groans.

“yes, are you ready?” he mumbles. i gulp but nod.

“NOW!” he yells. I immediately yank on her hand pulling her out of the water completely and falling backwards with her coughing on my chest. I sigh and rest my head on the floor.

“did i do it?” she whispers. I laugh and grab her face, her eyes are closed and she looks really tired.

“yeah” i whisper back.

“take me home?” she mutters so i stand up to the best of my ability. Pretty much everyone is crying relieved that she’s alive. I walk outside and into my jeep followed by scott, kira, Allison, Lydia and Malia. Somehow we all fit in the car with y/n still resting on my lap. I start driving and she nestles her head into my neck. I bend down and peck her forehead and she smiles.

“where shall I go?” i ask nobody in particular.

“guys, what’s that smell?"Malia asks. Scott looks around.

"I can smell it too, it smells like blood…” he mumbles. He looks over at y/n and gasps.

“Stiles your covered in blood” Scott gasps.I look down briefly.

“it’s not mine, its must be y/n’s” I panick.

“what shall i do?”

“go to Derek’s loft” Lydia interrupts, so i do.

When we arrive at Derek’s i lay y/n down on the couch gently. Lydia comes over with a first aid kit. We all stand around waiting and when Lydia lifts y/n’s shirt everyone turns to me puzzled. Carved in blood is my name. It’s silent so Lydia starts cleaning the wound and bandaging it up, which y/n has to sit up for. I sit behind her holding her up and she grips my hand. She leans back slightly and rests her head on my shoulder looking up to me.

“the nogitsune did it” her voice is hoarse but loud enough we can all hear it.
“why didn’t you tell us about it?” Scott says.
“I knew about it!” Lydia murmurs.
“It’s creepy, I don’t know what the point of it was but I think that’s why I was having nightmares” she says to Scott. He nods deep in thought.

“what happened in there?” Lydia brings up. y/n looks at me skeptically. I raise my eyebrows and she sighs closing her eyes again.
“I saw your mum” her eyes open and she’s looking directly at me. My lip trembles but nod for her to continue.“I was going to bring her back too, but she wouldn’t let me. She wanted me to tell you that she loves you and it wasn’t your fault she died, she was really sick.” then closed her eyes again.

I get up from the couch putting a pillow in my place before walking over to the window. I look out thinking about my mum, warm tears threatening to spill over. I hear rustling behind me then a soft hand grabs hold of mine. I look down at her and smile then look over my shoulder and everyone has gone into a different room to give us some privacy.

“thank you” I whisper but she stays silent.

“thank you for bringing me back!” she then replies after a few moments of silence.

“so… I’m your anchor?” I ask teasingly. she blushes and looks away. I grab the side of her face and kiss her putting every emotion into it. she kisses back instantly and we’re both enjoying the moment when the door bursts open. We turn towards it startled. Chris, my dad and Melissa burst through the door. Everyone comes out of the kitchen to see what the fuss is and when Allison sees her father she makes a beeline for him and hugging him. He holds her shocked that she’s actually real and alive. He looks up to y/n and smiles and mouthing 'thank you’. She nods and smiles.

My dad comes over and y/n walks over to him before I can. I follow and hold her waist. He smiles at the small gesture but stays silent for her to talk. “I saw Claudia” she starts. “I tried to bring her back too, she wouldn’t let me. she said it wouldn’t be fair but to tell you that she loves you and that your doing a great job with Stiles and she’s been watching.” He tries to muffle his cries in his hand but it’s no use. I hug him tightly and bring y/n with me.

“well I’ve got some good news?” I whisper.
“what?” dad says. I grip y/n’s hand.
“were together now” i say smiling down at y/n she grins up at me and i peck her forehead. Scott and Malia holler, clearly they were listening and y/n blushes hiding her face in my chest.

“i love you” I say into her hair.
“I love you to dork” she mumbles back.

We were painting the walls the other day and she asked me ‘Do you think that when you smoke in here, the smell of it gets stuck in the paint?’ At first I thought it was a ridiculous question but then I remembered how her scent still lingers on my freshly cleaned sheets and how I can still smell her perfume every time I get in the car. ‘Yeah, maybe’ I replied. 'I’ll go outside.’
Military Ties

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Alright - so this is literally like almost 5 months late, but it’s finally done.

Happy SUPER belated birthday to @the-flame-and-hawks-eye (like embarassingly belated but alas).  Shay, you are an incredible person, really.  You are so talented, and nice, and smart (VET SCHOOL), and I appreciate all you contribute to the fandom, and how just seeing your blog on my dash brightens my day.

I was that ‘sneaky anon,’ however I don’t feel I did justice, so maybe I’ll rewrite it sometime.  Anyways, happy belated birthday, stay incredible, and I love you so much owo

(also oh my god I finally wrote something over 2,000 words long, 2,011 but still)

Also: PLEASE CHECK OUT THIS INCREDIBLE PIECE OF ART WHICH REALLY INSPIRED ME AND @minmeiz thanks for the accidental collab <3 owo


Roy tugs at his tie as he casts his gaze around the vast room once again, scanning the crowd for a familiar figure.  It had become a habit in the past half hour to search the room every few minutes, continuously hoping to see who he was looking for.  Apparently Havoc had noticed.

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“Too Good”.....Pt. 7

I’m standing here in front of the man I love and trusted with my heart, asking an all too familiar question just after the crack of dawn…”Where in the hell are you coming from?” I spent six years married to Ryan, who had me ask this shit one two many times and now Moses is doing the exact same thing…Damn this is so messed up. Even though we were having major issues and I regrettably sent him that text, ending our relationship, it happened less than two fucking hours ago. Shit, to do what I’m assuming he did this soon, is fucked up, regardless of the circumstances. Even so, I’m praying that this was something spontaneous that occurred after I broke up with him. If that’s what happened, I may be able to look past it. His ex-girlfriend Trisha, although he will never claim her as that, is back in town and I’m sure he knows. She is trifflin as hell and has done everything in her power to try and derail our relationship, so I’m positive she’s already contacted him. He almost screwed up and cheated with her in the past when he assumed we weren’t gonna make it, and I wouldn’t put it past him to go after her now. Humph, it’s funny how life throws you for a loop sometimes. I rushed over here after breaking his heart with that dumb ass text, hoping that he would forgive me, and now he’s about break mine….Damn.

“So are you gonna tell me where you were or are you just gonna leave me in the dark?” I asked, as he stood silent, getting agitated.

“You know it’s funny how you left me, and now your standing here asking questions that ain’t got shit to do with you? You broke up with me Leah! I apologized for anything I did, looked past the grimy ass shit Mediatakeout showed YOU did, and tried to work it out, but YOU didn’t want to.” He yelled, getting defensive as fuck. “You came here to apologize and start fresh? Let’s do that. Damn baby, leave well enough alone!”

I thought about doing what he said, but truth is, I can’t leave this alone. He’s obviously hiding something he knows is fucked up. Humph, getting defensive and using phrases he sure as hell doesn’t use. I need to find out the truth and I’m not making any decisions until he gives it to me.

“Moses, I’m just asking a simple question. Why can’t you answer it? How can we start fresh and you can’t tell me where you were?” 

“Damn…Umm…Aight…Look…This shit happened after you sent that text, Leah. I was hurt as fuck and made a dumb ass mistake. I know there’s no excuse but I’m just being honest. It didn’t mean shit to me, I swear.”

“What didn’t mean shit?? The fact that you instantly fucked someone else, Moses?? Who was it? I know it was some bitch you know.”

“Leah, come on…Let’s just put this behind us.”He begged, rubbing his hands over his face.

“You know what, you’re right. I already know you ran straight to Trisha, humph…I broke up with you, so I guess…” I said in a low tone, putting my head down, trying to keep it together.

“Trisha?? I didn’t even know she was in town.” 

“Well who the hell was it with? What are you hiding?”

“Leah…Just leave it alone…Please?”

”Just tell me!!!” I yelled, desperate for an answer. 

“Asia!! Leah, I had sex with Asia!!!…Dammit man!!…”

It took me a second to process what the fuck he just told me. This mothafucka had sex with Asia? His PR assistant? Who publicly embarrassed me? The bitch he refused to get rid of when I asked him to? The ho he claimed was a lesbian?? Humph, this wasn’t some random attempt to move on, this shit has been building up. Like I said before, something spontaneous I could accept., but this shit?? Hell no. 

 “Asia Moses? You fucked Asia?? Why would you do…?? Fuck it, I don’t even need an answer. You are the worst! This is the second time you put yourself in a convenient ass situation. Humph, but you know what, I’m glad that shit happened. It’s opened my eyes to a whole other side of you. I was never gonna bring this up, but I overheard you talking to Sean a while back. You told him that you tried to get at Asia back in Sunset Valley and carried on about how good she looks now. You had a thing for her then and you have a thing for her now. This shit didn’t just happen, Moses!! You may not have planned it, but you can’t deny that you couldn’t wait to stick your dick in her!!”

“You reaching hard as hell and blowin shit up!! That was years ago, Leah. As for commenting on her looks with Sean, there ain’t shit wrong with that and you know it. I was at her place earlier, trying to come up with ways to clean up that mess you started. She came on to me, I turned her down and was on my way out when I got your bullshit text. I tried to get you to change your mind, remember? And what did you say? “go do you and stop begging me to stay” She came on to me again and I just went with it. I swear on everything, I didn’t want to fuck that girl. I didn’t even enjoy it. I wanted you.”

“Are you seriously trying to blame me for you screwing her?? Like you didn’t have a choice?? Oh no! I’m not sticking around for this shit.” I said, as I started to put my things in my purse. “You and Ryan are two snake ass mothafuckas. Blaming me for shit, YOU did. I refuse to be that dumb, worthless, bitch that begs the man who left her for his mistress not to divorce her. You can give one of those rings over there to someone else. Someone who will put up with this bullshit.”

As I started to realize the gravity of what I just said, my hands started shaking, causing me to drop my keys and phone. Here I am, accusing him of thirsting after Asia when he wasn’t. After everything I put him through, from my petty ass posts on social media to wearing blatant inappropriate outfits, he still wanted to marry me. As much as I tried to ignore the obvious, there was no ill will in his heart when he did that shit. I got on the floor to pick up my stuff when it fully hit me: I caused this entire mess. I tried too hard to prove that I wasn’t the same submissive woman I was with Ryan and it backfired. I sat against the dresser and started to cry. Moses, who stood silently watching, approached and tried to comfort me.

He put his arms around me and kissed my forehead. While his embrace felt the best it ever has, I caught the sent of J’Adore Dior, the perfume Asia is always drenched in. That made me cry harder, prompting him to speak.

“Leah, I’m so sorry. You gotta believe me, baby.”

“I know, its just…I can smell her perfume on you.” I said, as I continued to cry. 

“Damn…Okay…I can fix that.” 

He hauled ass into the bathroom and took the shortest shower of his life. Apparently he wasn’t kidding when he said he would fix it, ha. In him doing that, most of the tension, hurt and anger we both felt disappeared. When he came out of the bathroom we smiled and let out nervous laughs. He moved my stuff, and sat down next to me. I put my arm around him and laid my head on his shoulder. He pressed his head against mine and we stayed like that for a minute or two until I broke our silence. 

“We are two crazy ass mothafuckas.” I said, with a sigh of relief. 

“We??? You sure about that??” He said, laughing as I jokingly punched him. “But nah. I like to think of it as being crazy in love. Shit you have to be to put up with some of my baggage.” 

“Same here, ha. About everything, Mo I’m so sorry. I know I’m to blame for causing this mess. I hurt you with the crap I was doing and the break up. I wish I could take it back. I really am sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it, I could’ve chose to do shit differently but I didn’t. I hurt you too. That’s somethin I gotta live with. But…I just remembered. You said you were scared to tell me something??.” 

Up until this point, I completely forgot about it…That painful truth about my fertility, I was too scared to reveal. With my anxiety taking over I got up and started pacing around. He got up as well, grabbed my hand and tried to calm me down. 

“Whatever it is baby, we can get through it. Aight??”

“Ok.” I said, as tears formed in my eyes. “Well a few weeks ago I had some tests done at my gynecologist’s office and they showed that I most likely won’t be able to have my own children.” 

He looked at me stunned and confused as hell. His eyes were filled with pity and sadness, as he drew back his hand and ran it down his face. I wanted to burst into tears as a lump formed in the back of my throat. He was clearly distraught  but tried to hide it as he asked more questions.

“So like, it will be hard for you to carry them?? Cuz if that’s case we can always get a surrogate. Shit, money ain’t a issue.” 

“No, I wish it was like that. It’s my eggs that are the problem. While I have them, the quality is low to the point where it will be hard as hell to get pregnant and if I did, my chances of miscarriage are high. She said that’s most likely what happened before.” I said, as the tears finally poured out. “I was the reason why they didn’t make it.”

“Look none of that even matters baby.” He said, as he kissed my forehead, nose, and lips. 

“Fuck what those test say. They didn’t say you can’t have children, they said it will be difficult. It’s obviously possible since you’ve been pregnant, so I’m just gonna have to work my ass off at knockin you up. Shit, there are an assload of drugs and treatments. We can try it all. Now if it doesn’t work and we feel like we’ve had enough, then adoption is always an option, beautiful.” 

“You would seriously adopt??” I said, as my eyes widened and a grin formed across my face. 

“Hell yeah. Did you forget I’m adopted?? Even though it’s by my uncle and aunt, I still know how it feels not to have biological parents. My father passed and my mother didn’t want to have shit to do with me. If I could give someone else what Pops and Moms gave me, then I’m all for it. Shit, the baby would be ours and still be our heir.”

“Or heiress?”

“Exactly. Shit, don’t ever feel like you can’t tell me somethin, ok? I’m here for you always.” He said, kissing me again. “So umm, which ring did you like the best? I know you looked.”

“Oh you know me so well.” I said, with a smirk. “The Cartier one. It’s perfect.”

“Gotta go with the most expensive one, hunh? That’s good though, now I know what style to get when I have them make your replacement.”

“Don’t make me wait too long.”

“Trust me, I won’t.” 

We made out for a while until we stopped, since we were getting carried away. We both agreed that it would be a little weird if we had sex when he just left Asia’s house not too long ago. We laid down and talked instead. We have a lot of self-improvement to do and it starts today. I’m going to try my hardest not to be as quick to “jump the gun” or over react to situations. He’s going to try and be more supportive when it comes to my brand and most importantly, he’s getting rid of Asia, first thing in the morning.        

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Do you see that man?

DO YOU SEE HIM?
















Now picture him seeing Regina again…

Go the Distance (Conor Request)

“Babe it sounds amazing trust me” You smile to Conor through the screen.
As usual, the pair of you were facetiming. You being in LA and him being in London.
He sighs, “Yeah okay thank you”
“Hey stop being upset” You point at the screen.
“It’s been 3 months babe. I miss you so much” He looks down.
You tuck your crossed legs tighter underneath you, “I know its horrible babe but its only one more month. There’s just no way either of us can get to each other right now”
“Yeah I know” He nods, “It’s just tough”
“Right turn that frown upside down” You furrow your brows at him, “You’ve still got all of the boys, you’ve got some covers planned, your albums doing amazingly!” You begin to list.
“So how’s America?” He asks.
“Same old same old.” You shrug, “I’ve got recording tomorrow so I’ll be out all day” You explain though it is a lie.
Tonight you would begin an 11 hour flight to England where you would surprise your boyfriend.
“Good luck” He smiles.
You two carry on talking about anything and everything until you pretend your manager is calling you and have to end the chat.
Now for the drive to the airport and a long old flight you had done more than enough times.
~~~Conor’s POV~~~
I woke up to the sound of the boys messing around in the kitchen. To me, the bed still felt empty without her beside me. I needed to have my arms wrapped around her, her head on my chest.
“Conor help!” Josh squeals loudly.
I groan and pull myself out of bed, going to find out what the commotion was.
“You hit me with two! I only got you once!” Jack shouts.
“Guys shut up” I grumble.
“But he hit me fi-” Jack begins.
“I don’t give a fuck”
They both stop and look at me with frowns.
“Something happened?” Josh questions.
“No” I say, pouring a glass of juice.
“You can tell us if you-”
“Maybe sometimes it’s just you two being assholes at 10am in the morning” I snap.
Before getting any more annoyed, I head back to the bedroom and close the door.
I can faintly hear them mention that I’m ‘most likely just missing (y/n)’ and a twinge of pain shoots through me at the mention of her name. Damn she had an affect on me.
I flop back down onto the bed and plug in my earphones, listening to all of (y/n)’s covers that I could find.
I was halfway through one when I heard a loud knock on the door. When it is opened, Jack says two simple words- “Holy fuck”
“Who is i-” Josh calls but stops obviously when he sees who it is, “What are you doing here?”
I crawl out of the bed yet again and open the door. Both boys dart their eyes to me automatically.
“Umm Conor you might want to get this one” Jack grins and I walk over.
And there she was. Dressed in simple jeans and a sweatshirt. A suitcase at her feet and a rucksack on top. A smile on her face. Her eyes on mine. And there she was.
“Oh my god” I mutter before grabbing her and picking her up, my arms tightly around her.
Her arms are around my neck and I can smell her perfume, feel the warmth of her jumper.
“How the hell did you get here?” I finally manage to ask.
“Took a little flight” She grins.
“I thought you were really busy this week” I comment.
“All that can wait for a little bit” She smiles.
I have no answer good enough and instead just press my lips to hers stronger and with more emotion than ever.
“Come on Josh let’s leave them to it” Jack grasps his shoulder and they walk out to get their shoes.
(Conor fluffffffffff)

Dear friend,
                  How have you been? Are you better? You left me broken, but I am getting better. Does it still hurt you? Do you still remember the details? I remember, but I am working on forgetting. Are you better in her arms? Are you in love with the smell of her perfume? I can still close my eyes and feel your warmth and smell your scent. Does it drive you insane that it’s so awkward between us now? Like nothing ever happened? I try to believe that nothing did, but the wounds are too fresh to ignore. Were you broken like I am? Did she heal you like you healed me? Because you healed bruises I didn’t know I had, but cut me so deeply that you left me new scars"
Dangerous woman ( Tyler Posey Smut)

Originally posted by moan-s

Scott x Reader

Y/N - Your name ; Y/L/N - Your last name

Summary: Y/N is in a club and Tyler is too with his buds. Once he sees Y/N he can’t take his eyes off of her. The night ends how most of these nights end.

Warning: SMUT

A/N: This is my first time writing smut, so bare with me. My inspiration for this imagine was ,as you see it in the title, “Dangerous woman” by Ariana Grande.I used some lyrics in this imagine but kind of changed them a little bit.                  Also I am sooooo sorry that it took me so long to write again!!! And I could list you so many reasons why but it doesn’t matter. I am back again so hope you enjoy the imagines that are coming! xxMira

Tyler’s P.o.v.

Dylan O’Brien, Tyler Hoechlin and I decided to go to a club after a long day of filming. Although I’m not really in the mood for partying I agreed on coming with them.

“This is going to be awesome, dude.”, Dylan says and patts me on the shoulder.

“I hope so.” I answer and smile.

“Names?”, the muscular doorman asks while looking at us throuch his sunglasses.

“Hoechlin plus two.”, Tyler replys.

“Okay, have fun!”, the guy waves us through and we enter the the building that is known for it’s huge parties in Los Angeles.

Hoechlin leads us through dancing and sweating bodies and I can barely hear anything that Dylan says, because of the heavy bass that comes from the speakers.

We show our yellow wristband to get into the VIP- section and as soon as we are sitting down a waitress asks what we want to drink. We start the evening with beer. From our couch we can watch all of the non VIP’s dancing and it’s funny how some people move to the music, then I remember that I would perhaps be as maladroit as them when it comes to dancing. 

I suddenly see a girl, probably in ther early 20′s, standing at the barcounter just a few steps away from me. She is wearing jeanshorts, a croptop and converse, unlike most of the girls in here. Her hair falls down in waves and I can literally see her eyes sparkle across the room.

“Tyler? Helloo?”, Dylan interrupts my thoughts.

“Hm?”, I answer.

“Do you want to show those lamos how to dance right?”, he asks enthusiatic and pulls on my sleeve.

“Sure thing, Dyl. But I have to do something first, okay?”

“Whatever.”, he imitates a valley girl.

I stand up and walk through the barrier that seperates us from the others. It is really hard to get through the mass of people and not all of them happen to be so kind and let you pass them.I finally arrive at the barcounter, but just as I want to walk up to her  another dude takes away my chance to talk to her, so I just stand there and wait.

“No, I don’t want to.”, she says angrily and pushes the guy away. She seems to feel very uncomfortable with him but he won’t stop.

“Hey! Leave her alone! Didn’t you hear that she does not want to talk to you?”, I say while standing infront of her. I can smell her perfume and I like it.

“What the fuck man?”, he says but leaves eventually.

I turn around.

“Thank you.”, she says shyly and smiles.

“You’re welcome…?”

“Y/N.”

“Wow, what a beautiful name! By the way I am Tyler.”

“Nice to meet you Tyler.” Y/N smiles again.

And that’s how we started talking for the whole evening. Y/N seems to be a very nice person, which perfectly suits her look. I can tell that during our talk there are some sexual tensions, but maybe I just read her actions wrong. Y/N is kind of shy sometimes,but then again she gets wild whenever the DJ played songs she likes.

After quite a while Tyler and Dylan walk up to us.

“Man we’re leaving, are you coming with us?”, Tyler asks. I instantly look at Y/N.

“Uhm no, I’m making sure that she gets home safely.”, I can clearly see Dylan smirk at me but I just roll my eyes and smile.

“Okay, bud. See ya tomorrow then.”, we bro hug each other before they leave.


After a few more drinks we make our way home to her’s.

“That’s my Apartment.”, Y/N informs me and we stop walking.

“It was a nice evening… well night.”, she adds.

“Yeah, I’m glad that you feel that way.”

“So do you want to come up with me?”, Y/N places her hand on my torso and looks me deep in the eyes.

“Sure.”

“Are you certain that you want to go further?”, I ask her totally out of breath while heavily making out with her half naked.

“Something about you, somehow makes me want to do things that I actually shouldn’t.”, Y/N answers and leads us both from her kitchen to her bedroom.

I’m indeed impressed. She moves so fast and looks amazing.

I lay her down on the bed and take of her panties with my teeth while she unhooks her black lace bra.

She is so fucking beautiful.

Y/N’s P.o.v

I can’t believe I am doing this right now. I feel so aroused since Tyler agreed to come with me. Just as we both are finally completly undressed Tyler grips my hips and licks from my belly button up to my ripcage with his tongue. I get goose bumps. 

Tyler interwines our hands and puts them above my head, then lets go of my left one so he could reach down to my clit. We continue kissing while he massages it at the same time. He makes shivers go down my spine with his gentle fingers on my hot skin.

“You gonna suck me off?”, he asks after edging me and I agree.

I press a quick kiss to his tip, before I take him in my mouth, sucking on it.

“Shit!”, he moaned and breathed even more heavy.

“Is this good?”, I ask while looking him in the eyes and he nods. Something about him makes me wants me to control this kind of moment, so I hop on him, place my hands on his abs and ride. Our moans are matching now and after a while I circle my hips instead of riding.

“Are you close?”, he asks and I let out a shaky moan as reply.

I can feel him twitching and finally releasing inside of me but I continued grinding and riding until I came too. 

Breathless we both fall back on the bed.

“Holy shit.”, we both whisper at the same time.

“I never thought that you would be like that. You seemed so innocent at the club.”, Tyler states.

“All good girls are actually bad girls in bed.”, I smirk.

But especially you make me feel like a dangerous woman.”

I JUST REALIZED THAT THE SCARF PROBABLY SMELLS ALL OVER LIKE JUVIA BECAUSE SHE MADE IT AND HAD IT WITH HER THE WHOLE TIME AND I GUESS THAT’S PART OF THE REASON GRAY’S BLUSHING BECAUSE HE CAN SMELL HER SCENT ON IT!

You don’t understand, I’m in the second row and the play is in the round, the stage is on a rectangular platform that rotates and this is the furthest she gets from me, otherwise she’s at about 2 metres from me. WELP.

I just want a shawty I can chill with. Someone who’ll lay up under me & I know she’ll be able to smell my cologne because I can smell her perfume. Someone I can drink wine with when im in my old head bag & henny with when I’m feeling it. Someone who’ll let me play with her booty and in her hair all day.