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So I wrote a supercorp THING based on this post because it made me irrationally happy: 

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I thought a facebook crack reveal would be hilarious and fun, and apparently so did a few of you SO, I did it. Enjoy <3 :) 

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Rowaelin, Lifeguard AU

Part 2

Hey kids, here is a super quick au I’ve been thinking about recently…. let me know if you want to read more :)

The midday sun pulsed above Sculls Bay, creating an endless wave of heat that made the air almost suffocating. There wasn’t a cloud to be seen and the water glimmered with shades of blues and greens.

Rowan Whitehorn sat perched atop the lifeguard’s chair, eyes scanning the shore for any sort of danger. It wasn’t particularly crowded today, but it didn’t stop him from observing the area with extreme detail. Despite being on his break, Gavriel was down by the rock pools, showing some sea snails to a group of children. Toward the centre of the beach, Fenrys and Connal were both talking to a group of bikini-clad women, no doubt flirting their way into dates. Lorcan and Vaughn sat in the lifeguard tower behind him, watching the surrounding area.

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Kai Parker x Reader
word count : 4 998
summary : Reader has feelings for Kai and tells him but he rejects her which leads her to become a vampire and turn off her humanity just as Kai comes back a new person after the merge.
* gif by shelleyhenign


“You don’t get it , do you?” said Kai with a little hint of amusement in his voice.”I dont feel emotions , I don’t care or feel anything. Emotions are nothing but a distraction plus I don’t even like you and even if those things werent true - you and me still would never happen. You are just not good enough for me. Why would I chose a human ?”

Kai’s words kept echoing in her mind. Having the person you have feelings for turn you down was not something unheard in human history , but doing it the way Kai had done it – her feelings had gotten hurt so badly she wanted it all gone. All the love she felt for him , all the pain - absolutely everything. Her friends didnt know about her feelings for Kai or about what had happened and Y/N didnt plan on letting them know either meaning compelling it away wasn’t an option. So that left her with option number 3 because clearly moving on wasnt going so well either. Becoming a vampire hadn’t been on her bucket list , but it was her only option and she could already hear the lectures from Elena and Caroline. They’d say how lucky she is to be still a human and be able to have a future , kids and a family. But those things just didnt matter to her if she couldnt have them with the person she loved. Kai wasn’t going to change - he will always be the same , so there was no point in waiting for the impossible either. He will always say whatever pops into his head , not caring what his words or actions do to the people around him simply because he had no emotions. Why should she remain a human ?

It had been a few days since Christmas and the siphoner had been safely tucked in into Alaric’s apartment on Whitmore campus until Jo was ready to do the merge. All her friends were taking shifts guarding him just in case and that day it was her turn. Y/N sat on the couch , glancing at him every few minutes refusing to go anywhere near him. There was a part of her that was 100% sure she’d pull out that tube from his arm and let him go. What she felt for him was so strong that even after he hurt her , she’d still free him and cross her friends. What the hell was wrong with her ?!
   "Hey Y/N. How is our comatose patient?” asked Damon handing her a cup with coffee. “He hasn’t caused any trouble , has he ?”
   "Comatose and no.” she said blankly, taking a sip from her coffee. What kind of a trouble can he cause if he is being unconscious ?
   "Whats wrong ?”
   "Nothing. What makes you think something is wrong ?” she wondered , trying to sound as normal as possible. Damon knew her too well not to pick up on her tells not to mention the way he was studying her face made her feel a little nervous.
   "Because I know you and short answers are not what you do.” said her best friend , lightly rubbing her shoulders. “Usually you dont shut up. Sometimes you are even more annoying than him.”
Y/N sighed. “I was just thinking how all my friends are supernaturals and wont age while I will turn into a wrinkled sag in a few short years. Its depressing. And of course there is that time at the corn maze when my human friends were all dying and I couldn’t do anything to help.”
   "You know if you want me to , I’ll turn you. Even though after that Elena and Caroline will bite my head off.“ said Damon sitting on the couch next to her.
Y/N started laughing. “They would wouldn’t they?”
   "Yeah. Look Y/N ,  there was a reason we tried to find the cure for Elena.“ he said calmly. “Being a vampire is not all that is cracked out to be and if you make that choice there is no going back.”
   "I’ve already made the choice Damon. I want this.“ she said serious. “You , Stefan , Elena , Caroline — you guys are not just my friends , you are my family. I love you all more than I can put into words and I cant imagine ever being without any of you. I want us to be together forever.”
Damon tucked up his sleeve and bit his wrist. “Well , if you are absolutely sure.”
   "I am.“ she replied taking his wrist , feeling his blood trickle down her throat for a few moments until she let go. He wiped away some of it from her chin with his thumb , still having doubts about what he had to do next. Y/N was his best friend , one of the few who can put up with him and were always willing to defend him even when he makes huge mistakes. What if turning her into one of them was one of those ?
   "Promise me , you will explain to Elena thats what you wanted and I didn’t push you into anything?”
   "You got it.“ she smiled. “Um … could you do it painlessly ?”
   "Of course , but I have to ask again - are you sure , really really sure ?“
Y/N nodded and a few seconds later Damon broke her neck , letting her lay down on the couch. He went to the kitchen to get a blood bag from the fridge to be ready for her when she wakes up , but somehow he couldn’t shake the feeling something was wrong and she hadn’t been completely honest about her reasons. When he came back Tyler was in the room , pulling out the tube with the sedative from Kai’s arm. Not too long after , Tyler was the one laying on the ground unsconcious and the young siphoner regained consciousness. On their way out of the house he stopped pointing at Y/N and glancing at the blood bag on the coffee table.
   "What is she doing here ?” he asked curious. “Is she sleeping ? Awwh look how cute she is now that she is not talking. I might even like her now.”
Kai took a step towards her but Damon pulled him away before the siphoner had figured out Y/N wasn’t breathing and had put two and two together.
   "Y/N? She was keeping an eye on you and you bored her to death.“ said Damon dragging Kai out the door. “Come on creeper. You want to do the merge , you have a deal to uphold."Not too long after that Y/N woke up , finding a blood bag on the coffee table waiting for her. The girl grabbed it without hesitation and completed the transition noticing Kai wasn’t where he was supposed to be and that this wasn’t the only thing that was off in that moment.
    "Tyler?” she said getting up and running towards him, checking for pulse. “Oh my God wh-what happened ?!”
Her eyes followed the tube in his neck and she pulled it out sitting on the ground next to her lifelong friend. What had happened after Damon had snapped her neck ? Damon. Y/N’s eyes widened and she reached for her phone in her pocket dialling her friend when Tyler groaned and started to wake up.
    “Hey , are you okay ? What happened ?”
    “I’m going to kill him.”
    “Him ? Who ? Kai ?”
    “No. Damon.”
Y/N looked at him with confusion in her eyes. “Damon ? Wha-”
    “I have to go. I’m sorry Y/N , thank you for pulling that tube out but I have to go now or Liv –”
    “Y-yeah of course.”
Y/N sat on the floor running her fingers through her hair , watching Tyler run out of the apartment when her phone buzzed - DAMON.
    “What the hell did you do ?” she said answering the phone.
    “Saved Liz’s life.” he said as if it was obvious. “I take it you completed the transition?”
    “Yes ? Why ?” she wondered.
    “Because we have a psychotic siphoner out on the loose. Kai gave me the slip.” he sighed. “Come over at the hospital. I’ll explain everything.”


After the merge with Luke , Kai had found himself in a situation he had never thought he’d be in. During the merge with his brother he had absorbed not only his ability to do magic but quite a few other things including his empathy. He had spent the entire night after the merge trying to figure out how to process all the emotional pain he felt. Every bad thing he had ever done came back into his mind and her regretted , if not all , at least most of them. Kai had no idea what was happening to him or why there was water pooling in his eyes while he kept writing it all down , including a letter to his twin Jo because for some reason he couldn’t find her. Afterwards he went to Damon to ask for help to deliver the letter to his sister.
Kai talked for a while with Damon and Elena and then someone else he had been wanting to see showed up , as if he had wished for it to happen - Y/N , the only person who had shown him some kindness among the Mystic Falls gang. About a week ago she had told him she has feelings for him and he had said some really hurtful things to her and he wanted to make it right.
Y/N stopped right at the door when she saw he was there. Kai couldn’t help but smile a little seeing her there though there was something different about her and he couldn’t understand what it was. Her hair had a blue strand mixed with her curls and her outfit nearly knocked him over. Last time they had met Y/N had looked hot , now she looked beyond hot wearing a slightly baggy ripped jeans with sneakers and a plain top.
   "Oh hey Y/N. I’m so glad you are here.“ he said getting up from the table. "I wanted to talk to you.”
   "Yeah. No , sorry. I have exams to study for.“ she said with a blank expression. "Can I go grab some of — you know ? Downstairs ?”
   "Why ? Did you get tired of – ?“
   "Y/N, please , I have to tell you something. I am s-” he blinked and she was gone. Kai turned around towards Damon and Elena with a look of confusion on his eyes. “Where did she go ? What – What did you do to her ?”
   "Haven’t done a thing. Y/N just doesn’t like you. None of us do. Haven’t you taken the hint already?“ said Damon.
No. That wasn’t it. Y/N might not have told her friends about the feelings she has for him , but Kai knew this girl couldn’t hate him. It just wasn’t who she was - he had gotten a good sense of her. Y/N was too good for her own good , too kind and too forgiving. Something was wrong.
   "The blood bag. You turned her.” thought Kai out loud. Why did he feel like his entire world has crashed and burned right this moment? “Why would you do that to her ? Was she hurt or something ?”
    “Because she asked me to.” said Damon. “Though that backfired. I should’ve seen it coming -”
    “Backfired ? What do you mean by that ?” interrupted Kai. “Damon. Tell me now or I am not going to help you.”
Damon took a sip from his bourbon. “Y/N turned off her humanity and turned into one of the biggest problems I’ve ever had.” said the vampire. “One thing I can’t figure out is why she’d do this right after she turned.”
Kai gulped. He knew exactly why - because of him. Another rush of guilt pulled him under at the realisation. There had to be a way for him to fix this and he was going to fix it , no questions about it , but first —
    “Where is the Ascendant ?”


Y/N was at the rave at Whitmore, having fun with Caroline who had just turned off her humanity too because of her mother’s death. Both of them had fun dancing and feeding , though Caroline had invoked a rule - no victims so they don’t attract attention. Y/N didn’t care much about that , or about anything really. Only thing she seemed to care about blood.
    “That guy keeps checking you out.” said Caroline pointing at one of the guys , not too far away from them. “He hadn’t taken his eyes off you the entire night.”
    “Maybe he is looking at you.”
    “No , no. It’s definitely you.”
    “Well then , I better go meet him.”
Y/N turned towards her friend with a smile and purple / black veins flashing under her eyes. Slowly she made her way through the crowd until she got to the guy. Her hands automatically hooked around his neck and they started dancing to the beat , almost in perfect sync and then out of the blue he kissed her. It felt weird not feeling a thing while making out with a hot guy like him, well almost nothing until Y/N’s vampirism kicked in feeling his blood pulsating in his veins.
    “You are not going to make a sound.” she compelled him , sinking her fangs into his neck the next moment. Not too long it felt as if every blood vessel in her head was exploding and she backed away from the guy , having her neck snapped a split second later.A couple of days later  Kai convinced Damon to bring him over to Bonnie who had found her way out of the Prison World , so he can apologise to her and after that hadn’t gone well he had started losing hope anyone would ever forgive him for anything. Right before the vampire had pulled him away , Kai had spotted Y/N in the crowd , ditching Damon straight away to get to her. Y/N had looked hot before but now wearing those black boots and those tight black skinny jeans with a white top with a skull like print on it , she looked even hotter. Quite literally taking his breath away the way she jumped up to the beat with a blue strand in her hair dancing around her shoulders. Last thing he wanted to do was cause her anymore pain but he had no other option if he wanted to grab her and find a way to turn her humanity back on — and maybe find a way to reverse her vampirism turning her back into a human.
After her body started to drop , he caught her and carried her to his car and then to his apartment , putting a boundary spell around it before cloaking himself and sneaking into Alaric’s apartment to ‘borrow’ some of his vervain supply.

A few hours later Y/N woke up tied to a chair with vervain ropes. Her surroundings were unfamiliar but she got an idea where she was when a familiar face popped right in front of her. Of course. Who else would be stupid enough to get the drop on her ? Under other circumstances she probably would’ve rejoiced to have Kai standing barely a metre away from her but not in this moment. There wasn’t a trace of emotion left in her.
  “What the - ” she wondered , struggling to get herself free, groaning in pain more and more each time as the vervain stung on her skin.
   "Hi.“ grinned Kai. "If you keep struggling , you will only get yourself hurt , Y/N. I just want us to talk , that’s all and then I will let you go.”
   "Charming. Do you always tie up the girls you want to talk to ? Or do you do that just to the ones you know can’t stand you?“
  "I tried talking to you the other day , remember? You ran off before I had said a word to you.” he said blankly. “So , you are a vampire now. Why would you do that to yourself?”
   "I had my reasons which do not concern you.“ she replied continuing to struggle against the vervain ropes.  Y/N had been a vampire for a few days but already hated vervain more than she thought possible. Kai had tied her ankles to the legs of the chair too making sure she couldn’t move even if she wanted to.
   "Did you do it because of what I said ?” he asked.
   "So full of yourself.“ she said a little amused. "Not everything happens because of you Parker. Why don’t you let me go and we can maybe go grab a bite somewhere ?”
   "Not letting you go until you turn that switch back on.“
   "Funny. Why have you taken that upon yourself ? Did Damon roped you into saving his best friend from ‘the biggest mistake she had ever done’ ?” she asked blankly. Seeing Kai like that was different - maybe because she was different or maybe because he had merged and according to the billion messages Damon had left her - he had feelings now. His eyes were filled with worry , sadness and regret. He looked almost broken.
   "I care about you thats why.“
   "You care about me ? Do you even hear yourself ?!” she said incredulous. “I dont feel emotions , I don’t care or feel anything. Your words , not mine.”
Kai got up from his chair , going to pour himself some coffee and Y/N used his distraction to pull on the ropes again with all her strength ignoring the pain from the vervain. A few seconds later she was free and quickly she ran towards the door , opening it and bouncing right off it the next moment.
   "What the hell?!“ she wondered , her hands hitting the invisible barrier over and over , pointlessly trying to get through it. Y/N sighed and turned towards him. Kai was  grinning at her while taking a sip from his coffee as if he hadn’t done a thing. A boundary spell. Should’ve known. she thought to herself.
   "You are not going anywhere sweetheart. Not until we talk and you turn that humanity switch back on.”
   "I’d rather kill you than talk to you or see you or be in the same room as you.“ she said through gritted teeth , whooshing herself towards him until their bodies were barely an inch from each other. "Let me leave now , or I you die.”
   "You won’t kill me.“ he said calmly.
   "Owhh ? Are you counting on my feelings for you to kick in at some point? Because they won’t. They no longer exist and as far as I am concerned neither do you.” she said with a mocking look on her face , seconds before purple black veins flashed under her eyes and her teeth sank into his neck.
Kai dropped his coffee on the ground , trying to push her off. Truth to be told he had been expecting that maybe seeing him would get her to flip the switch back on. He had heard multiple times that love is the strongest force there is and blah blah even though he didn’t understand any of it and he hadn’t expected her to actually try and kill him.
   "Motus.“ he muttered , sending her flying off him almost hitting the wall at the other end of the room. "Dang Y/N , maybe Damon was right. I didn’t want to believe him at first but you have lost everything that made you who you are by flipping that stupid humanity switch. You are not this person.”
Y/N wiped his blood of her chin and launched at him again , dropping on the ground with a spectacular witchy headache a split second later. Now she knew why Damon was always in a horrid vengeance mood after those. It felt as if every blood vessel in her head popped all over , healed and popped all over again.
  “I am going to kill you.” she said through gritted teeth.
  “No. You won’t.” he said calmly , taking a step towards her. “I am going to get you to flip that switch back on and then I will find a way to reverse what Damon did to you.”
  “Don’t — waste your t-time.” she struggled to speak. “I don’t n-need fixing.”
Y/N kept struggling to get to him and somehow break his concentration but he wouldn’t stop. He placed his hand on his wound healing it with magic wondering who was this person in front of him ? Surely he hadn’t been the nicest person ever , specially to her but — Kai couldn’t stand seeing her like this , though he had to admit her being a vampire how made her even hotter in his eyes than before. He closed his eyes hearing her scream and groan in pain rolling on the ground for a few moments before he stopped the spell and he knelt down next to her , brushing his fingers against her cheek.  
   "You are not this person Y/N. “ said Kai taking a step towards her. "You are kind , caring - ”
   "You still are.”
   "Please Y/N. I am really sorry about what I said and did that day.” he said gazing into her eyes. They were so cold and empty it broke him in half. “I didn’t see it back then but now I do and I know it is my fault you did this. I was a idiot , the biggest one rejecting you.”
   "Finally. One thing we can agree on.“ she said sitting up and starring at him blankly. There was no way he’d actually think any of this and even if he was , that wont make her flip it back on. Wont change what he made her do or erase all the pain he caused. Y/N leaned in towards him , brushing her palm against his cheek giving him a small smile. For a moment he smiled too , thinking probably somehow he had broken through the tough exterior or at least had made a crack.
   "You are pathetic.” she pit. “I am bored. Do you hate a deck of cards somewhere?”
   "Fine then. We do it the hard way.“ he said getting up, breaking her leg in the next moment. "You are going to turn it on now or I will keep breaking and breaking cuz – sweetheart , we both know I am the actual monster here.”
Y/N screamed in pain rolling on the ground but before she had had time to heal Kai flicked his wrist and her leg broke on another spot and another. Something in her mind started pushing its way through hearing his words. A flicker of  emotion , but she shoved it back where it came from before it had crawled its way out of the black door in her mind.
  “Turn it on.”
Kai flicked his wrist again breaking her other leg and her arm. He couldn’t stand what he was doing to her. Every flick of his wrist only added more to the guilt he already felt. What was he even doing ? After all of this there was no way she’d forgive him , ever.
  “Keep breaking Parker.” she started laughing. “It will be even more satisfying when I get to rip your head off after that.”
  “You are the best thing that has come into my life and I was so blind not seeing it back then.  I can’t live with the guilt of everything I did to you.”  his voice breaking. “I didn’t even know guilt can drown you without actually drowning you. It keeps me up at night -”
Y/N wasn’t listening. Instead she was running scenarios in her head on how she’d get her revenge after that , not caring that would mean Liv’s death or Jo’s death. Not giving a damn about how Alaric would react to losing his future wife and his unborn twinsies. Not caring what Tyler would do to her if his girl dies. Kai knelt down on the ground next to her , studying her face. His eyes were so different in that moment - filled with tears, pain and regret.
  “Kill me.” he dared her, stopping the spell. “Come on. Kill me.”
Y/N caught her breath laying on the ground. “You are bluffing.”
  “Rip my heart out.” he dared her again getting on top of her , placing her hand on his chest. “Put me out of my misery because I can’t live another second with the guilt about everything that I’ve done to you. Or to Jo or Liv. Or even Bonnie.”
Kai’s heart was racing so fast it felt as if it was trying to leap out of his chest and then a tear rolled down his cheek which he completely ignored. Their eyes were locked on each other and none of them was willing to look away from the other.
  “No.” she shook her head, pulling her hand away from his chest. “No , you deserve to live with it eating you away for the rest of your pat-”
Kai didn’t let her finish. There was one thing left for him to try , hoping that maybe it would get her to turn her humanity back on. He pinned her hands on either side of her head and his lips crashed against hers , hungry and demanding , pulling the air out of her lungs. At first she struggled trying to push him off her which only made him kiss her harder until she stopped struggling and returned the kiss. His grip on her hands loosened and she tangled her fingers in his hair , both of them moaning into the kiss until Kai pulled away , resting his forehead on hers.
  “I should’ve started with that.” he said out of breath , gazing into her eyes. “Please tell me it worked.”
His heart was racing faster than ever , still feeling her lips on his. Y/N just stared at him and a few tears rolled down her temples. “Get off me. Now.”
Kai’s face darkened but he did as she asked , rolling onto the ground next to her. He had hoped this would flip the switch , he hoped it had flipped it back considering how she had kissed him back. How it was possible that it hadn’t worked ?!
  “What did I do?” she muttered , covering her face with her hands. “Oh my God what did I do?”
  “Y/N?” he turned towards her. “What are you talking about ? Hey , talk to me.”
Y/N shook her head refusing to say a word and then it hit him - her switch had flipped back on and every emotion had came rushing into her mind. Kai removed her hands from her face , pulling her into his embrace. He knew exactly how she felt in that moment because he had experienced the same thing a few days ago.
  “I’m sorry. I am so sorry Y/N. It’s all my fault. I was an idiot , I am an idiot who hurt you so many times and led  you to do that to yourself , but I am going to fix it. I promise. I will find a way to fix everything.” said Kai , kissing her forehead. “I am so sorry and I know I don’t deserve  your forgiveness but I need you to give me one more chance to make things right.”
Y/N’s mind was racing like crazy - what was she thinking becoming a vampire. Turning off her humanity and shutting out everything that made her who she was ?! All those people she hurt , the ones who got killed because she couldn’t handle rejection. Tears were streaming down her face so fast it was pointless to try and stop them.
    “I know you hate me and you have every right to… I will spend every day until the rest of my life trying to make up for everything.”
Kai waited for her to say something , to stop crying  holding her tightly towards him. Slowly rocking back and forth trying to calm her down.
  “I bit you. Oh my God , I bit you..” her hands covered her face. “All the things I said. Everything I did.”
  “It’s okay. It wasn’t you , I know it wasn’t”
  “I am so sorry.” she cried turning towards him. Kai was crying too.
  “Does that mean you w-will you give me one more chance? I promise I will find out a way to make you a human again and  — maybe we can have a future – together. ” he wondered , wiping away a few tears from her cheeks.
   "Y-you want me to be a human ?” she said through tears. “But you said -”
   "I was so blind and ignorant , not realising what I had until I lost it. Please Y/N , give me one more chance. Just one.“ he pleaded.
Y/N smiled at him. "One more chance. D-don’t screw it up Malachai.”
Kai grinned at her , usually he’d have other reaction to people calling him by his full name but not with her. He loved the way it had rolled off her tongue , like its the most special thing in the world to her.
   "Wouldn’t dream of it.“ replied Kai , kissing her again.

The Little Secret

TITLE: The Little Secret


AUTHOR : tomcuddlesfic

WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Tomxfather / TomxActor

GENRE: fluff / romance / 

FIC SUMMARY: Tom’s son spills a secret.


AUTHORS NOTES/WARNINGS: IT’S BEEN SO FREAKING LONG SINCE I WROTE A TOM HIDDLESTON FAN FICTION LOL. I honestly wrote this one because I liked the idea very much and I’m rusty and everything but please enjoy and let me know if you like it. 

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Words That Water Flowers - Chapter 10 - DecemberCamie - Hunter X Hunter [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Title: Words That Water Flowers

Total word count: 22415 -> Chapter 10 word count: 2743

Chapter 10 summary:

Iktsuarpok (Inuit)- the anticipation you feel when you’re waiting for someone to come over to your house

This chapter gave me some trouble, honestly. But I’m happy with how it turned out in the end! 

There won’t be a chapter next week, unfortunately :( I’m home for spring break so I don’t have time to write. Also, just so you guys know, the final two chapters are linked meaning chapter 12 picks up directly where chapter 11 ends. And then we’re done!

Thank you all for your support and love for this story, I can’t tell you how much it means to me <3 I’ll see you all again the weekend of 4/22!

“- it’s just dumb, y’know?” Killua’s annoyed huff made static crackle out of the speaker on Gon’s cell phone. “I don’t get it. Why would you even bother trying to leave Zevil Island? I mean, he knows he needs six points to pass onto the next phase of the Exam.”

Gon hummed thoughtfully, watching golden sunbeams filter through the stained-glass window above the kitchen sink. The refined sunlight hit the granite counter in swirling shades of emerald green and sapphire blue.

“Maybe he’s looking for shortcuts?” he suggested.

“Ha, probably. I don’t think Milluki’s ever finished a game without finding some crazy trick to cheat his way through to the end. What a lazy bastard, huh? Can’t even win fairly at the one thing he’s actually good at.”

Gon’s lips tugged upwards into a crooked grin. It didn’t matter that Killua couldn’t see it- Killua always made him smile. It was a reflexive action, like breathing.

Switching the phone to his opposite hand, Gon said, “Not everyone is as good with video games as you are, Killua.” He carefully gripped the glass cup in his hand as he lifted it out of the dishwasher and placed it on the proper shelf. He had promised to finish his chores before Aunt Mito got back from shopping, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t talk to Killua at the same time.

“That is not my problem. Milluki’s the one who- SHIT!”

Gon’s stomach lurched. “What?! Killua, are you okay?!”

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illustriya  asked:

Kate, that second part for Ignis/royal servant was incredibly well-written! I've read it over and over and it still hits me so hard in the feels, lol. I would absolutely love a sequel to that. Not sure if you have something of your own planned, but if you're taking requests for it: maybe she's rushed to a hospital in Insomnia, she's unconscious for a few weeks and the boys comfort Iggy who spends the majority of his time at her bedside, but endless fluff when she wakes up? Thanks so much! :D

Illustriya, you flatter me.🤗 

Knowing that I was able to get some emotion out of you is a job well done in my books - especially because this angst + fluff hybrid feels a bit foreign to me.

Thanks so much for the wonderful request!

I can’t express how happy I am to be able to continue what has become the Ignis x Servant series. I’m having a lot of fun exploring their relationship.

I hope you enjoy my take on the prompt you suggested.

If you’re new click HERE for part 1 and HERE for part 2.


Note: Due to the fact that this chapter is meant to cover a long stretch of time, I have implemented the use of 3 large dots to signify an unknown amount of time, whether it be seconds, minutes, or hours. It is purposefully left that way to create a sense of ambiguity about the rate at which these events are occurring, and reflect the haziness and blurry nature of the flow of time for Ignis at his lover’s side as well as the s/o in her coma.

*Line breaks still cut off clean for places in time! Emboldened text will let you know where you are at that specific moment.


As always, I strongly recommend listening to this song on loop while you read. Especially in the case of this chapter, I think the addition of music will deepen the effects of the words being said and allow you to drift away into this alternate reality }

🌜Song: “Space Song” by Beach House🌛 

“Is he asleep?”

Gladio huffed, shaking his head.

“When have closed eyelids ever meant somebody’s awake? I swear, I don’t know how you managed to graduate high school.”

Prompto crossed his arms over his chest in defense.

“Hey – some people just take longer to blink, is all!”

“I’ll make it so your eyes blink permenantly if you keep raising your voice like that. Gods forbid we let Iggy get a moment to rest”

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Hunger - Chapter 24

Hunger master post

It takes nine days.

Behind the scenes, Rafael McCall and Jordan Parrish work their magic, and spin a cohesive, credible story to both the FBI and the Beacon Hills’ Sheriff’s Department. Stiles thinks the FBI is the harder sell. The Sheriff’s Department is in a mess since the news of Sheriff’s Haigh’s arrest, and the news that he framed John Stilinski. The mayor calls in some woman from out of state to run things in the meantime.

“They’re even auditing all the speeding tickets we ever gave out,” Parrish tells everyone one night over pizza. “It’s gonna be a while until things settle down.”

“Do you think anyone else was in on it?” Stiles asks him, his mood darkening. “Apart from Haigh and Kate?”

Parrish is silent for a moment, and then he shakes his head slightly. “I don’t know. I hope not, but I don’t know.”

Derek bumps Stiles gently with his shoulder, and Stiles forces himself to relax.

“I think we’re almost done on our end,” Rafael McCall says. “I’m heading back to Sacramento at the end of the week. Maybe I’ll get lucky with a nice relaxing serial killer.”

“Rafa!” Melissa exclaims.

He raises his eyebrows and steals a piece of pepperoni. “I’m just saying, I’d sleep a lot easier at night knowing it was just the Sacramento Slasher out there, you know?”

Stiles knows.

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So, I saw this lovely post and got inspired? so… um… yeah?

She hesitates before entering without a knock. Even though he said it was okay, it still went against… all the old habits. Always knock, because he might be busy. Always knock, because he might mistake you for an assassin. Always knock in case someone else was there. That last one had always left her stomach in knots, growing up. Gods, had she ever been jealous when he took a girl as a subordinate. Not that she hated her, far from it. Psychotic tendencies aside, Pieri was a delight, and always had some sort of new dish for her to try. But it had made her heart ACHE at the thought of someone else besides her being at his side.

Except… it’s not the case anymore. The ring hiding underneath her gauntlet proved that.

She steps inside the room and closes the door behind her, smiling as the scent of frankincense drifted through the air. Expensive and a luxury, it was perhaps the only one he ever indulged in. She loves it too. It always reminds her of him.
She looks around the room, checking if anyone else is there, but sees it’s only him, writing at his desk, frowning over some sort of report. No doubt she’d see a summary of it all delivered later today. He always was one to make things easier on everyone.

“Something wrong?” She almost squeaks at his words, pouting at his back. He hasn’t even turned around, but somehow, he knows its her.

“No, nothing.” She answers easily, lightly, half skipping to his side. She stops to stare as the sunlight streams in from the window, making his hair even golder, the circlet holding it back glitter like the finest silver. He’s handsome, and she marvels at how he’s HERS. Forever. “Hey.” He turns to look at her and smiles ever so slightly, just enough to soften his face from the stern mask everyone saw. She adores his smile, and adores how he’ll give her special ones, ones that she hoards in her memory like a dragon guarding treasure.

So, without thinking, she leans down and presses her mouth to his, gentle and slow, lips catching on his as she pulls away. But then his hand is on the back of her head, the metal gauntlet cold on her neck, and he’s tugged her into his lap, kissing her hard and intensely, as if she broke a dam by accident. Her eyes flutter shut as his arms encase her, almost hard enough to bruise, though she doesn’t care. She cares about the scent of frankincense that’s right there instead of wafting about, hidden under the smell of polished metal and cured leather. She cares about how ragged his breath is when he pulls briefly away before kissing her again, cares about how he tastes like the cinnamon candies Elise liked to give them. She cares on how when she breaks away to breathe, his lips slide to her jaw, kissing lightly, fleetingly, making her squeak and sigh, smile wide enough to make her face ache sweetly. Her hands scramble over his shoulder, threading through his hair as she tries to somehow get CLOSER.

He solves the ‘problem’ by pulling away and tucking her against his chest, his cheek on her hair, his pants ghosting her ear and making her shiver and smile even wider. Her hands brush his neck and she feels his pulse beating as rapidly as hers and she giggles, pleased by that little knowledge. She LIKES that she has the same effect on him as he does on her.

“Hello to you too, by the way.” His voice is shaky, and she likes it. She likes he lets his guard down that much around her. “Was there something?”

“No, I just wanted to be near you.” She cuddles a little closer and he shifts to work around her. “What are you working on?”

“Just summarizing scouting reports.” Of course he is. “Lets take a nap together when I’m done.”

“Sounds good to me.” Though, truthfully, she might end up nodding off before then. She always just feels so SAFE, and with all the fighting, safety is all too rare. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” The words are like music to her ears, far more beautiful than Azura’s ever could be. “I love you too, Kamui.”

Better Than Good

Fandom: Supernatural

Word count: 1946

Characters: Dean x daughter!reader, Sam

Warnings: cheating boyfriend insulting weight, looks etc, breakups, Dean being overprotective

Summary: Requested by @savingpeoplepuntingthings . The reader’s boyfriend sends her a text meant for someone else.

You never seemed to have enough time to get ready for dates. No matter how far you planned in advance, you were always rushing to get ready at the last minute, and hoping desperately that you wouldn’t smudge your make-up in the process because then you’d have to do it all again.

And your dad was no help. He and your uncle found it both amusing and bewildering that you got so wound up about getting ready for dates.

“Y/N. If you want to be at that restaurant by half past seven, then we need to go,” your dad said tiredly through the door.

“Yeah, one sec! I just need…” You scanned the floor, looking for your heels, then scooped them up. “Found them! Okay, I’m coming now.”

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Saving Part of the World - Part One - Chapter Eleven

Summary: Set after G-Rev, the World Championships have come to Belfast, Northern Ireland in the hopes of spreading the interest and drawing in tourists. In between all the teen angst and the team drama, something powerful and hungry lurks on the horizon and with the help of the beybladers, it may just destroy part of the world. 

Rated: T for cursing and mild violence

Ships: Hints of Mariah/Rei, Hilary/Tyson, Enrique/Julia 

Previous Chapters: One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten

Chapter Eleven

When the Voice had first urged Amber to go to Belfast, the idea of living alone excited her. At fifteen years old, she’d never had the opportunity to stay anywhere on her own before. Even at home, her mother insisted on leaving her at her Nana’s or with uncle Rory when she, her mother, had a night shift. So just the thought of Belfast had been filled with potential and she figured the experience would help her mature. She imagined late nights drinking coffee and watching documentaries. Of sitting at the table doing research on bladers and feeling like a badass because she was saving the world — all in secret, just like Batman.

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Monsters with Munition: All that we see or seem

“Chapter” Summary: Jeremy’s first month with the Fake AH Crew is coming to a close with the arrival of the full moon. He’ll be spending it with the crew member he knows the least about… and is the most afraid of.

Notes and tags: Warning for body horror. Chapter title is taken from a quote by Edgar Allen Poe. Takes place after the first MwM fic


The first full moon since Jeremy joined the crew was approaching. He was terrified.

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There was one spare room at the moment at the London Alliance HQ. It was tiny, and it reminded Shepard of her “cell” when she was incarcerated in Vancouver. The view then had been better, overlooking a beautiful city, the same city she knew Kaidan was probably in more than once during her six months behind bars. But she wouldn’t trade this for that any day.

She let out a pleased sigh, looking at where they would be staying for the night. It had taken so much bitching and moaning - from both of them - for this to happen. The nurses and Miranda had pressed hard to keep her in the hospital, but she promised she’d come back. And if she didn’t, the entire Alliance would be on their asses.

“Nice?” Kaidan asked.

Shepard smiled. “It’s nice.”

He pressed a gentle kiss to the side of her head. “Good.”

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Save Me - Part 2 - Chapter 28

Jared smiled and picked up his fork. Stabbing a few pieces of lettuce then bringing it to his mouth, how easy it is for him to just switch things off. As I sat there watching him eat, totally astonished, I could still smell my scent on my lips. My only thought?

Fuck the salad and fuck this dinner. I wanted to move right to dessert.

He continued to eat, taking two more bites before he glanced over and realized I still hadn’t picked up my fork yet.

“Baby girl…eat.” He said sternly.

“I’m not very hungry.” I explained, darting my eyes away as I said under my breath, “At least not for food.”

Apparently, I didn’t say that last part under my breath enough because he caught it. Both my words and my irritation which I knew wasn’t a good thing. I wear my emotions on my sleeve, I guess I can’t hide things very well.

“What was that last part?” He inquired furrowing his brow, knowing full well what I said but wanting me to repeat it anyway as I squirmed in my seat.

Taking a sip of wine first then a deep breath, I hoped I didn’t just get myself into trouble, “I said that I wasn’t hungry for food.”

“That’s what I thought.” He said, putting his fork down and turning towards me, “I can appreciate that but you still need to eat. If you aren’t willing to do that on your own, then I’ll feed you myself.”

I had no doubt he was dead serious about that too. Wanting to throw a temper tantrum but knowing better, I opted to obey. Picking up my fork, I speared a few pieces of lettuce and brought it to my mouth. He watched as I chewed it slowly then swallowed before picking up his fork and resumed eating himself.

Nodding to me, “Good girl.” He said which of course, did nothing to help my aching pussy since those words immediately make me wet.

I had eaten about half of my salad, hoping that was enough, before they came to collect the plates and clean the table in preparation for our next course. Finishing my first glass of wine I hoped that he’d allow me a second glass because I seriously needed it if I was going to make it through this dinner.

As soon as I took my last sip and my empty wine glass touched the table, our waiter was there to immediately refill my glass. I held my breath while he poured the wine, hoping Jared would let me have it and not stop him. It wasn’t until after he topped off Jared’s glass as well that he spoke.

“Anything else I can get for you, Sir?”

“That’ll be enough wine for tonight. Please cork the bottle and we’ll take it with us.” Jared instructed before turning his attention back to me.

Yay for me!

I got one more glass and maybe another later since there was still half of the bottle left. At least now, I could relax a little. Our dinner arrived a short time later and was absolutely delicious. I ended up eating more than I thought I would which seemed to make Jared happy.

“You like it?” Jared asked as he finished his last fork full.

“I did. Thank you.” I said smiling. Jared nodded smiling back, happy with himself.

As the night went on, my body gradually eased down and although I couldn’t wait to be back at the hotel, I wanted to enjoy every minute we had together. Our conversation was light and relaxed which was nice. We were leaving for the next stop on the tour tomorrow after he did press in the morning.

“Tomorrow morning’s press is early so I thought I’d let you catch up on some sleep. When I get back we’ll pack up and head out. Emma has your passport, right?”

“You don’t want me to come with you?” I asked, feeling a little bummed. He wanted me with him last time.

I didn’t want him to feel he couldn’t work without having to babysit me or that I needed to tag along to occupy my time but I had so much fun at the radio station, I kinda wanted to go this time too. I loved to watch him work. It was such a different world than I’m from which made it all the more interesting.

“This is more of a press conference. Nothing you haven’t heard before. I’d rather you sleep in. It’s going to be a long day tomorrow since we’re traveling then have a show that night.”

“Yeah, that makes sense.” I agreed quietly.

And it really did make sense. I was tired from my travel and knew I could use a quiet morning but I was still disappointed. Selfishly, I just wanted to be with him as much as I possibly could. After thinking about it and all the possibilities for tonight, I might be grateful for a morning of rest.

Thankfully, I didn’t have much packing to do, most of my things were still in my suitcase since I only unpacked what I needed. Jared on the other hand, was a mess and had things everywhere. Without a doubt, it was going to take time to get him packed up.

“Emma has your passport?” He repeated.

“Yeah, I’m sorry. Yes, I gave it to her when I got here.” I said, bringing my mind back to reality.

“Okay good. She has to make all your flight arrangements.”

Our conversation continued as the plates were cleared and I sipped my last glass of wine. To my surprise, Jared didn’t end up ordering dessert. That put us one step closer to leaving which sounds horrible but I was dying to be alone with him.

“Anything more I can get for you, Sir?” The waiter asked.

“No, thank you. Just the check please.” Jared responded as he moved closer to me.

With his hand now resting on my thigh he asked, “How was dinner, baby girl?”

I wove my arm through his and laid my head on his shoulder. Circling his wrist with my fingers, he slowly skimmed up my thigh. I was silently begging him not to torture me again, already feeling he had something up his sleeve. To be honest, I wasn’t sure how much more I could take.

“What are you doing, Sir?” I asked, my voice trembling and my nearly full wine glass still in my hand.

Looking around the room I began to panic. With the table practically bare, there really wasn’t anything to hide behind and as people walked by our table. I felt like they could see everything.

Jared’s fingers were now at the apex of the thighs. Quickly placing my wine glass on the table so I wouldn’t break it, I gripped the table knowing whatever was going to happen was out of my control.

“Look at me.” He said and I quickly met his eyes, “I’m giving you your well deserved dessert.”

Pushing my thighs apart as he leaned almost across me, he sank his finger into my pussy.

“Oh. My. God.” I whispered, feeling like I just had the wind knocked out of me.

“Shhh, quiet now, baby girl. You wouldn’t want me to stop, now would you?”

Shaking my head ‘no’, I bit my quivering lip to keep any temptation to speak at bay. Opening my legs wider under the cover of the table cloth, I tried to not look like I was being fingered under the table. Quite a feat, I must say.

Adding another finger as he leaned closer to me, his thumb began to circle my clit. This was undoubtedly going to be quick. The tingling deep in my tummy began to stir and I prayed he’d allow me what I desperately needed.

Turning so my lips were at his ear I whispered, “Please, Sir… Please may I cum?”

Just as he was about to answer me, our waiter appeared with our check placing it on the table.

What the fuck!!!

“Here you go, Sir. Is there anything else I can get you?” He asked.

Jared sat a up little straighter, stilling his fingers in my body as my walls tightened around them. I plastered the best smile I could muster while gripping his arm hoping that what was happening under the table wasn’t too obvious.

With his fingers still knuckle deep in my pussy, he casually responded, “No we’re good. Thank you.”

“Thank you.” I managed to say as Jared started stroking his fingers in and out of my throbbing core.

“Very well. I’ll be back to pick this up shortly.”

All I could think was that I hoped he didn’t stop back until AFTER my 'dessert’.

After the waiter stepped away, Jared turned his attention back towards me,
“Kiss me.” He demanded.

Unweaving my arm from around his, I wrapped it around his shoulders as he leaned in for a kiss. Pushing his fingers deeper into my aching pussy, his palm cupping me. As our lips connected and his tongue slipped into my mouth, I could feel the tip of his middle finger hit my g-spot each time he plunged them into me.

Quickly bringing me to orgasm, my hand found it’s way into his hair at the back of his head. Like a bolt of lightening hit my body, I jolted as the first waves of sweet ecstasy washed over me. Unabashedly, I moaned into his mouth unable to control my voice any longer.

Slowing his fingers as my walls pulsed around them, he allowed me to slowly ride out the aftershocks while still kissing my lips and absorbing my every sound. In that moment, it was only him and I, we could have been anywhere because I was completely unaware of my surroundings. It was our own private bubble.

Breathlessly I pulled slightly back as I began to relax and looked in his eyes with a smile, “That was mind blowing.” I whispered, our lips barely touching.

“I know. I could feel it.”

Realizing my fingers were still tightly wound in his hair, I loosened my grip. “Ahh, thank you.” He said, easing his finger out of me causing me to bit my lip.

“Thank you?” I questioned, confused when I saw his smirk.

“Yeah. Thank you for letting my hair go. I thought you were gonna pull it out of my head!” He laughed.

Giggling, I pulled him close to me again to kiss his lips, rubbing my nose against his cheek, “I’m sorry, Sir.”

FINALLY. Finally he gave me my release and I felt like a new woman. All the tension that had been built up was gone and as I snuggled into him, I felt relaxed for the first time in what felt like forever.

Jared’s hand was still resting on my thigh and I could feel his wet fingers against my skin. The scent of my arousal was in the air around us and as my senses came back to me and the reality of our surroundings sunk in, I started to become self-conscious .

Moving away from him slightly, his hand slipping off my thigh, I tried to subtly straighten myself and right my dress pushing the skirt back over my lap. While watching me, Jared wiped his hand in his napkin then placed his credit card in the folder with the check. Signaling to the waiter, he immediately walked over and picked it up.

“Baby, no one saw anything.”

How the hell does he do that?! I will never understand how he knows what I’m thinking enough to answer my questions before I even ask them out loud.

“I hope you’re right.”

“I am.” He reassured then smirking, “And if I’m wrong, I can promise you, it doesn’t matter because you won’t see these same people ever again.”

Rolling my eyes, he laughed. The waiter brought Jared his credit card and I could tell he was now anxious to leave. Standing up he helped me with my jacket then held my hand as we walked towards the entrance.

“Before we leave, can I stop in the restroom?” I asked feeling like I needed to freshen up a bit. I didn’t want to walk around looking like a mess.

“Of course.” He said walking me to the restroom door, “I’ll wait right here for you, baby girl.”

Intoxicated, I Love You - Dean x Reader

A/N: Part Four! I expected this to take longer… a LOT longer… But, surprise to both me and you guys!!! Sweet!!! I’ve had trouble getting out what I wanted the last few days, so it takes FOREVER. But, apparently I got WAY further than I thought earlier. Hope you all enjoy!

PS. Misha now has a tumblr based on his last tweet… God help us… Excuse me while I hide…

Warnings: None, really

Previous Parts: One | Two | Three

Word Count: Roughly 2200

“Dean?” You were a bit woozy yet, but not enough to stop you from answering the door. A man about Steve’s height stood on the other side in a trench coat. “I think you have company!” You yelled, shooting pain through your temple at the action. “He’ll be out in a second,” You stated, your hand coming to your head. It could have been someone who wanted him dead, but you doubted it. The look on his face was just too…innocent for that.

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my jeans may all be ripped (but i swear i’m perfect for you)

for @itwontsurvivemee

5 times Bellamy Blake was a hot mess + 1 time he wasn’t.

So this was supposed to be a birthday fic, but since I suck I just finished it, and I’m gonna cheat a lil and make it a “congrats on 300+” fic too. (Also, you should go follow Anya if you aren’t already; she’s the absolute sweetest!)

Rated: General Audiences
(Read on AO3)


Thirty seconds left.

Clarke leaped to her feet with the rest of the home crowd, eyes glued to a familiar jersey as it darted across the field towards the goal, ball in his possession. Her best friend was the only sophomore on the varsity team, but he left no one in any doubt as to how he’d gotten his spot. “Come on, Bellamy!”

Desperate, a Mount Weather defender rushed him in a flying tackle that sent them both to the ground. The ref blew his whistle, but the damage was done: the offending player climbed to his feet, smirking, while Bellamy remained motionless on the field.

Miller was the first at his side, only because Octavia was at a game of her own and Clarke knew his teammates would never let Bellamy live it down if she stormed the field when he wasn’t actually dying right then and there. But he could be, whispered the irrational, treacherous part of her brain. And you won’t have gotten to tell him —

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the quiet things (you think I don’t know) - an Olicity neighbor au

Author’s Note: This is totally random, basically just smut with some emotional dialogue and such… Enjoy it…whatever it is. I guess it has to be labeled “Explicit” lol.

They are in the kitchen, skin glistening with sweat and their cheeks warm. Three rounds. Three heart-pounding, no nonsense, frantically pleasurable rounds. They have many more to go. Many more positions and many more sturdy surfaces to christen. Their sexual marathon has only just begun.

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Allow Me- Jack Gilinsky Smut

Jack Gilinsky’s POV-

           I was married to the perfect girl. Hands down. Everything about her was absolutely perfect, and what made our life even more perfect was the fact that she was 7 months pregnant with our first child. We have been married for about a year, but we had been together since we were sophomores in high school, making it 8 years and it’s been the best eight years of my fucking life.

           Y/N was sleeping next to me, she looked so peaceful and I just wanted to let her sleep because our baby has been keeping her up all night with the kicking, I was hoping we would have a little basketball player on our hands while Y/N hoped it was a hockey player, but now I was thinking the baby wanted to be a soccer player. Either way, our baby was going to be gorgeous, Y/N was gorgeous. Y/N was praying our baby boy would get my looks because she didn’t want a baby boy taking after her, but I really hoped he had her eyes because I could stared into her eyes all day if she let me.

           I stared down at Y/N, she was in her little booty shorts underwear and a bra, she had kicked the covers off of her, and her round belly was in full view, her long hair was fanned out on the pillow and made her look elegant. Some girls, when pregnant, didn’t get the glow. The glow that would brighten their eyes and skin glow with a certain clearness, but Y/N wasn’t one of those. God, she was made to be a mom. Her sun kissed skin looked clear and perfect and whenever she smiled and walked into a room, the world around her just brightened. Y/N stirred next to me and she opened her eyes.

           “Mornin’, baby.” I whispered to her, leaning up on my elbow and looking down at her.

           “Morning,” She whispered back and I leaned down to kiss her shoulder, my hand going down to touch her swollen little belly, my hand attempting to cover most of her belly but not succeeding.

           “How’d you sleep?” I asked her, my lips pressing kisses along her shoulder and neck between every word. I loved Y/N, everyone knew that and so did she, I would take a bullet for her, but ever since she hit her second month when her belly started to swell, she hadn’t let me touch her intimately. It’s almost like she didn’t want anything to do with sex, but I knew that wasn’t true because she had dreams about sex 5 nights out of seven, she thinks I don’t hear her moaning my name softly in her sleep; kind of like she didn’t last night.

           “Better,” She said softly and pushed me off of her and moved to get out of bed before I could even get a good morning kiss. “What have you got planned for today?” She asked me while searing for her yoga pants, did I mention that her ass got rounder?

           “Jack wanted to hangout, tell me about this girl he’s been seeing, but I think I’m going to stay home with you,” I told her, while she pulled on a tank top, her round breasts nearly popping out of her top. Her breasts also got bigger, and it was slowly killing me because she never let me touch or seem them.

           “You don’t have too,” Y/N said and faced me. “I wont be doing much today,”

           “Good, then you can stay in bed all day with me.” I said and got up from the bed, following her out and into the bathroom where she brushed her hair and cleaned her teeth. I waited until she was finished to wrap my arms around her lower half and pull her back into my chest, “God you’re fucking perfect,”

           “Yeah,” Y/N huffed. “Okay, Jack.”

           Before I could ask her what she meant, she pulled away from me and headed downstairs. Y/N might be my perfect girl, but I knew she had a temper that flared when you pestered her about things, so I just let her walk away, but I knew I would get it out of her eventually.

           A couple hours later, I was about to walk into the kitchen when I heard Y/N talking on the phone, but Nate was on speaker, Nate was also her best friend and how me and Y/N met. They talked about every thing, when we were younger it bothered me but I just got used to it because I wasn’t going to control her. “Nate,” Y/N whined and I rested against the wall, listening to her.

           Nate laughed, “What, Y/N?”

           “I don’t know what to do, I keep having these sex dreams.”

           “Well, you have sex, I’m sure Jack wouldn’t mind.” Nate answered.

           “Yeah, but I’ve got my big belly in the way, who in their right minds would find a big fat belly attractive?”

           “Y/N,” Nate started, “Every guy you come across finds you drop dead gorgeous, and it just so happens that Jack landed you. Y/N, Jack is still attracted to you, he never shuts up about how this pregnancy made you even more sexy and gorgeous.”

           “I doubt it,” Y/N said and I knew I would have to make her realize that I still found her gorgeous. “I’ve got to go, Nate.”

           “Alright, bye Y/N.”

           Later that night, I got home from running to Jack’s apartment. I forgot he had something of mine and I needed to get it back, but when I got home it was nearly dead quiet. I had to double check and see that Y/N’s car was in the driveway. When I heard Y/N’s little moan come out from upstairs, in the master bedroom, I stayed quiet and traveled upstairs. Her moans getting louder the more I neared her, I could feel my jeans tightening down below at the softness of her moans. The bedroom door was cracked open and I tried to move my head to see inside her room, and what I found was something that made me want to drop to me knees.

           Y/N was laying down on our bed, completely naked with her legs spread open, the light buzzing sound of her vibrator going as it was pressed to her wet clit. Her toes curled and her back bowed off the bed, “God, Jack, yes.” She moaned and my hand went to the boner that was nearly completely hard. I moved into our room, without her noticing, and watched as she brought herself closer to her orgasm. She moved the vibrator in a circle around her clit and she let out a breathless cry, her other hand reaching up to tug on her already hard nipples. I slowly took off my shirt, peeling off my pants and boxers, and then walked over to my girl.

           I let my hand coast up the softness of her leg, watching as her eyes shot open, her legs immediately going to close. “J… Jack, what’re… I didn’t think you’d be home so soon.” Y/N stuttered breathlessly, breathless from how close to her orgasm she was.

           “Well, I had a feeling my baby-girl needed me and I was right.” I told her and pried her legs open, the vibrator had been turned off and not on her clit. “Why’d you stop, gorgeous?”

           “Jack,” Y/N said softly, attempting to argue with me. I moved around the bed until I was on her side, I rested my hands against the bed and leaned over. I took the vibrator and turned it back on, putting it in her hands. “Keep going, baby.” I told her.

           “Jack, I don’t think…”

           “C’mon, baby; what were you thinking about?” I asked her and moved the vibrator, that was still in her hands, until it was touching her clit, moaning when it came in contact with her clit, her thighs jolting. “Were you remembering what it felt like to have my tongue licking your clit? My lips wrapping around your clit and sucking until you were moaning my name,”

           Y/N’s hand relaxed and she moved her eyes away from my face to look up at the ceiling, her eyes closing and she let the pleasure take over her body. “Or the time I took you from behind in Sam’s bathroom, at his Christmas party? I licked your pretty pussy until you were almost coming and then I slipped in from behind, my hand rubbing your clit and making sure you didn’t moan too loudly.”

           “Jack,” Y/N moaned, her legs falling open so I could see the blue vibrator touch her clit. I reached down and wrapped my hand around my hardened dick, it hurt so bad and I needed to release the pressure. I began to tug on myself, moaning at remembering how hot she was when I slipped in behind her.

           “You’re so fucking gorgeous, god I miss your pussy.” I groaned from above her.

           “Jack, please,” Y/N moaned and I looked at her to find her eyes pleading at me.

           “Want me to lick your pussy, baby?” I asked her and she nodded. She removed the vibrator and I got onto the bed, I moved until her thick thighs were around my shoulders. My mouth began to assault her wet pussy, I licked her wetness and groaned at how wet she was, it seemed like she was wetter than usual. Her fingers reached over her round belly and into my hair, gripping it tightly, but I didn’t care. I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked in pulses, bringing my hand down as I slipped a finger inside her, I groaned when her walls clenched around my finger.

           “Jack, fuck,” Y/N cried out but I pulled away.

           “Turn around, baby,” I told her, my voice gruff.

           “Jack, you don’t want too,” Y/N said softly, her eyes round.

           “Turn around,” I repeated and smacked her thigh softly, she must not have seen my dick standing proud and tall at the sight of her round belly and glistening cunt.

           Y/N sighed and got on her knees, I helped her get herself comfortable before I spread her knees and stood behind her. I held my dick and let the head brush along her cunt, “Does it feel like I don’t find you gorgeous?”

           “Jack, we don’t have to have sex, I can give you a blow job,” She tried but I slipped inside her and groaned when she clenched around me and took me. Y/N moaned and dropped her head down onto the pillow, her arms moving to grasp the headboard.

           “I want to have sex with you, I want to make love to my beautiful wife.” I leaned over until my chest brushed against her back, I moved in and out of her slowly, making sure she felt every inch of me. Y/N moaned again, “You can make me wait to have sex with you, if you don’t want to have it, but baby I know you want to have it, and you thinking I’m not attracted to your swollen belly and swollen boobs, but that’s messed up. I fucking love your belly and big hips, cant you feel it?”

           “Jack,” Y/N cried, “Faster, please.”

           “Touch yourself, baby-girl, rub your clit.” I said to her and leaned back up on my knees, my hands gripping her hips and moving a bit quicker, I didn’t want to hurt her or the baby, even if her doctor said I wouldn’t hurt the baby, I was still worried. I groaned when one hand let go of the headboard and disappeared under her, her walls clenching around me at the first circle. “Yeah, good girl, rub that pussy.”

           “I can’t, too much,” Y/N moaned as I moved quicker.

           “You close, baby?” I asked her, squeezing her hips.

           “Jack,” She loudly cried and I knew she was coming, her walls squeezed me so tight, sucking my orgasm out of me and making spots dance across my vision. I fucked her through both of our orgasms and collapsed next to her when her hand fell from her pussy and her pussy stopped clenching around me with after shocks. I pulled Y/N until her head rested on my chest, her skin getting goose bumps, her thighs jumping every so often.

           “Oh my god,” She said softly.

           “Oh my god is right, jesus fuck why didn’t we do this sooner?” I asked, laughing when I felt her smile on my skin.

           Y/N moved her head so she could look at me, “So you don’t think I look like a whale?”

           “A whale?” I asked. “Babe, I think you’re the prettiest girl I have ever seen, even with our baby boy growing inside of you.”

           Y/N blushed and it reminded me of the first time I got her to blush, we were all hanging around her locker and she wore this white dress and I had told her she was the prettiest girl I had ever seen, she blushed and looked again. I put my hand on her cheek and looked up down at her, “I’ve loved you since the first second I saw you in that little white dress.”

           “Oh my god, you remember that?”

           “I remember everything about you, baby.” I whispered before I claimed her lips.

title | fatherly observations [open to suggestions]

notes | Just a little Joe-thought-centric piece.

It’s a scene that’s played out so many times before that itshould be old hat, but watching him Flash off into unknown danger, knowing that he’s the type of man who will gladly lay his life on the line for a stranger, makes it anything but routine. So like she always does, Caitlin asks him to be careful, to take the time to analyze the situation before rushing headlong into it and then smiles softly, sadly, when he meets her eyes and nods, the promise of ‘I’m always careful’ lingering behind on the hint of the breeze that whisks him away.

She heaves a sigh, shakes her head in exasperation (causing her already disarrayed curls to dance haphazardly across her shoulders) and looks to Joe for a shared expression of commiseration: that boy will be the death of them. But Joe, standing next to hear in the alley outside the police station, is smiling faintly.

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Merwin prompt: Flowershop AU. Eggsy works for the flowershop, Merlin is a frequent customer

((I wrote this between classes–it was a lot of fun! It isn’t betaed. Just cute awkward pining Eggsy.))

           “Whoever is getting these must be lucky,” Eggsy commented as he finished ringing up his customer. “It’s a beautiful bouquet; you’ have amazing taste.”

           His customer, whose name he learned was Merlin (which Eggsy found a little odd, but who was he to comment? His name was Eggsy.) smiled and handed over his credit card. “Thank ye.”

           Eggsy didn’t miss how Merlin didn’t specify who the flowers were for, and Eggsy wasn’t about to push and overstep. Though, he couldn’t deny that he was curious. This wasn’t the first time Merlin had bought a large, two hundred pound bundle of flowers in a crystal vase. He came in once a week, paying absurd amounts on lilies and roses and gardenias, selecting flowers that were often disregarded, in varying color combinations and styles.

           The first time Merlin had walked into his flower shop, Eggsy had thought he was a husband looking to buy an apology bouquet—he got a lot of those—but when he smiled sadly and ordered a wreath for a funeral, Eggsy’s heart had dropped with sympathy.

           Now, nearly two months later, that mournful day long behind them, Merlin had continued to show up at Eggsy’s doorstep.

           And Eggsy still hadn’t figured out who was getting all the bouquets. Merlin didn’t have a ring on his fingers, but that didn’t mean he had a girlfriend or boyfriend.

           Probably does, Eggsy mused morosely as he finished ringing Merlin out. A good-looking bloke like him? There was no way someone as handsome as Merlin was unattached. The man was a veritable sex on legs, with a throaty brogue that reverberated through Eggsy’s gut each time he spoke. There’d been plenty nights Eggsy had gone home, semi-hard because Merlin had popped up.

           “Same time next week?” Eggsy teased, though he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t also checking. The idea of Merlin not coming left him winded and sad.

           Merlin’s dove gray eyes crinkled as he smiled and accepted the flowers. “Perhaps,” Merlin said, as he always did, and Eggsy let out a small breath of relief. Yes, then.

           Merlin left, and Eggsy stood there, watching the door after it closed behind him.

           “So when are you going to ask him out?” Roxy asked abruptly behind Eggsy, startling him.

           Eggsy jumped and spun around, hand on his chest. “Jesus, remind me to get a bell to put around y’r neck. How long have y’ been there?”

           “Long enough to watch you form a pool of drool on the counter.” Roxy smirked, her sinewy arms crossed over her chest. “Why don’t you just ask for his number?”

           “I can’t,” Eggsy answered reflexively, the same thing he’d been saying every time Roxy prodded him to approach Merlin. “He’s—”

           “A customer, I know.” She rolled her eyes and dropped her arms with an exaggerated shrug. “But you’re also the owner, and I think you’ can bend the rules. Besides, no one buys that many flowers unless they’re trying to get noticed.”

           “He could be trying to woe someone else,” Eggsy pointed out, and the flat look Roxy gave him made him question whether he had passed third year. “Oi, it’s possible.”

           “Not likely. I doubt he’d be trying for this long, so either he really likes flowers, or he’s been trying to get you to ask him out. Either way, why not take a shot?”

           “Don’t y’ have some work to do? Like sweeping sumfin?” Eggsy grumbled, turning his back to her to fiddle with some receipt slips that didn’t need filing, but he was doing it anyways.

           “Chicken,” Roxy goaded. She shoved him out of the way, grabbed the box of contacts and customers, and sorted through them until she found the card she wanted. She extracted it, pulled out a small notecard, and then grabbed the phone.

           “Wot are y’ doing?” Eggsy demanded.

           Roxy stuck her tongue out at him and turned away as she dialed a number. Eggsy’s heart thumped between his ears. After a pause, Roxy greeted cheerily, “Hello, Mr. Gray? Yes, this is Roxanne Morton at the Daisy Patch Floral Shop. I was calling because it seems there was a bit of a problem with your credit card, and we were wondering if you could come back in later today to straighten it out.”

Eggsy balked, sweat breaking out on his upper lip. “Roxy, no!” He hissed.

“No, no rush,” Roxy assured. “You can come in before we close, yes. Mmhmm, seven o’clock. All right, sorry for the inconvenience. Thank you, good bye.”

She hung up and shoved the phone at Eggsy. “You’re welcome.”

The blood drained from Eggsy’s face. He clutched the phone, trying to process what Roxy had just done. “I—Roxy!” He was pretty sure he was having a heart attack because his heart was going a mile a minute.

Roxy waited a few minutes to see if he continued, then sang, “I’m leaving early. Have fun!”

Eggsy watched her go, the wires in his brain not fully reattached yet. He drew in a slow, steadying breath, set the phone down, and said, “Okay Eggs, y’ can do this. It ain’t like y’ haven’t asked a bloke out before.”

He was smooth as fuck. People lined up for his attention. He could ask out Merlin—sophisticated, charming, twenty plus years older than him Merlin. He totally had this.

Eggsy went through his day like normal, dealing with one customer at a time. If his pulse skipped each time the bell chimed or he checked the clock every ten minutes, well, he wouldn’t admit it.

Time marched on sluggishly, until suddenly it was seven and Eggsy was ushering out the last customer with a gracious smile. As he closed the door, ready to flip the sign, he spotted Merlin approaching.

As soon as their eyes met, Merlin’s severe expression relaxed into a gentle smile that made Eggsy’s gut twist and shout.

Eggsy hovered in the doorway, offering his own smile, and said, “I’m sorry y’ had to come down here. We were actually able to get everything sorted.”

“Oh. Well that’s good to hear,” Merlin said, luckily not upset for being dragged back down to the Daisy Patch.

Eggsy hesitated, and when Merlin didn’t turn and leave right away, Eggsy asked, “Do they like them?”

“Pardon?” Merlin furrowed his brow in confusion.

“The flowers. Who you bought them floor. Do they like them?” Eggsy asked, biting his bottom lip. The low summer sun glimpsed off the top of Merlin’s bald head and cast broad shoulders along his wide shoulders. It wasn’t fair how good he looked every second of the day, whether early morning at the crack of dawn, or in the evening after a long day.

Eggsy didn’t even realize Merlin was blushing until Merlin didn’t answer right away. Eggsy cocked his head to the side.

“Well actually…”

“They didn’t?”

“Are ye closed?” Merlin asked, gesturing to the shop.

The abrupt change in topic gave Eggsy whiplash. “Wot?”

“Are ye closed for the evening?” Merlin repeated, the corners of his mouth twitching.

“Oh, uh, yeah. I was just going to start closing,” Eggsy said, and Merlin nodded. He thought Merlin might excuse himself, but he didn’t. Instead he met Eggsy’s gaze, his own intense, and Eggsy found it hard to look away.

“Would ye like to get a cup of coffee?” Merlin asked.

Eggsy blinked, once, twice. “Coffee?”

“Aye, or tea. Whichever ye prefer.”

“I have to clean up still,” Eggsy said, and the glimmer of amusement in Merlin’s eyes went out.

“Right, of course. Apologies,” Merlin said. “Well, I won’t keep ye.”

Merlin started to turn, and Eggsy’s stomach dropped. “Wait!” Eggsy yelled, louder than he meant. Merlin froze, looking over his shoulder. Eggsy squirmed, wringing his hands. “I have to clean up, but if y’ don’t mind waiting, maybe when I finish?”

Merlin’s entire face lit up like the sun, and Eggsy’s breath caught in his throat. “That sounds wonderful.”

Six months later, after Eggsy moved into Merlin’s flat, he asked, “So who were those flowers for?”

“No one,” Merlin said with a chuckle. “I kept them for myself.”