i feel like a creepy stalker

Soulmates - Scott McCall

word count: 1456
warnings: Deucalion’s your Dad so… that sux

Soul mates were a tricky thing, as your father had once explained to you when you were young.  There were no hints, no clues as to who they could be.  For the humans, all you had to do was touch once, and that was it.  You knew that the one you’d made contact with, was your one and only.  But for werewolves and other supernaturals, it was a bit different.  You still had to make physical contact, but you would know that you’d found your mate if their eyes glowed upon making contact.

Some people went their whole lives without finding their soulmate.

Others died, never knowing who their mate was.

On the contrary, some met their soulmates as young as four, and spent their entire lives together.

You, had not met your soulmate.  And quite frankly, it wasn’t a top priority of yours.

But it had happened so abruptly…

“Derek!” You yelled, running down the stairs of the loft.  “Derek I’m starving and there’s no food left in my little fridge thing” You reached the bottom, about to complain because you just knew your best friend had ransacked your room in the middle of the night.

“Not now y/n I have guests-” But you’d already walked into the living room, and seeing Derek’s big group of friends.  Friends, you were surprised.  He really only spoke to you Isaac and Peter, but you guessed he lied about that.

Everyone in the room froze, turning and staring at you.

“Derek…” A girl with fiery hair spoke cautiously.  “Are you a father-”

“Good God no, this is y/n” Derek said, groaning and waving a dismissive hand.  “She was supposed to stay up in her room, but she doesn’t listen to me anymore, now, do you?” You looked at him, held back a snicker, and stared at your feet for a moment.

“Alright… and who… who is that?” The pale boy next to the previous speaking girl asked.  He was shifting his weight from foot to foot.

“She’s… I captured her” Derek said boldly, flashing a large smile.

“Saved” You coughed.  “Saved me”

“Saved you? From who?” A petite asian girl asked you.  She walked forward, giving you a timid smile but she had kind eyes.

“My father” The girl in front of you frowned.

“Oh, sweetheart I’m sorry, were you in an abusive hom-”

“My Dad’s Deucalion” you stated and her eyes widened instantly.

“O-Oh” She turned, looking to the group of friends for a moment then back at me.  “I didn’t think he’d had a daughter” She mumbled.

“Kira don’t be ridiculous” A dirty blonde haired girl said.

“Now wait he could have” The pale freckled boy spoke.  “Maybe with Kali… a long time ago she looks out age..”

“I’m seventeen” You said firmly.  “And I can hear you clearly.  I don’t mind the questions you don’t have to be all secretive about it”

“I’m Lydia” The green eyed girl spoke, walking over and shaking your head with a large smile.  “Resident banshee of the McCall pack” you nodded.

“y/n” you replied.

“That’s my mate, Stiles.  He’s a human” Her red slicked fingernail pointed to the pale dark haired boy, whom she smiled at.  “That’s Kira, she’s a thunder kitsune” The black haired girl grinned at you.  “That’s her mate Malia- and oh! That’s our alpha Scott” She pointed to the guy who just walked into the door.  He was wearing a brown leather jacket and a motorcycle helmet, kicking off his shoes at the door.  Though it’d probably be smarter to keep them on, you knew Derek never cleaned.  He walked in, and pulled off his helmet.

“Hey guys did he know anything about Berserkers-” His eyes landed on you, and you tensed slightly under his stare.  “Hi-hi” His mumble of a greeting made you laugh quietly.

“Hello” You said back, wrapping your arms around yourself.

“Scotty, this is y/n” Lydia said.  

“Hi- hey- I’m Scott” He came forward, setting his helmet on couch and walking over to you, holding out his hand.

“y/n” You say, holding out your hand to shake his.  Your fingers had almost brushed but you were interrupted.

“y/n if you’re going to restock your fridge there’s stuff in the basement freezer” Derek said, and you dropped your hand to the side.  “We’ve got pack business now” You stepped back from the others and left the room in silence going down the stairs.

“Scott, hey hey Scotty” Stiles began to snap his fingers in front of his friend’s face.  “You there buddy? You’re staring”

“S-sorry it’s just- did you see her? Was she real? She was gorgeous did you see?” Lydia let out a chuckle.

“Yeah she was real Scott, good job”

“Oh.. was I-”

“Foolish?” Lydia offered.

“An idiot?” Malia tried.

“Lovestruck?” Kira spoke.

“She was beautiful…” Scott slumped onto the couch, holding his helmet in his lap and staring off somewhere.  “Do you think I acted too weird?” Stiles chuckled, patting his friend on the shoulder.

“Yikes buddy…”

You came back up from the basement, a new abundance of snacks.  Scott had walked over to you, but you’d gone up the stairs too quickly.

“Should I call for her?” Scott whisper screamed to Stiles.

“No Scott, don’t be dumb just- just come back to the pack meeting”  Scott made a pout, staring up the spiral metal staircase.

But he listened to his friend, and walked back into the living room with everybody else.

“So, Derek, what do you know about Berserkers?”

You’d sat in your room for the next few hours, nose stuck in a book.  You’d changed into leggings and a sweatshirt that you swam in, but you were too cozy to complain about it’s size.

It was dark, ten o’clock maybe, and you hadn’t eaten.  Now sure, you could snack from your new gathering of treats… or… since Derek was sleeping… you could sneak down the stairs for a snack.  You smiled to yourself, slipping out of bed and tiptoeing towards the door.  Slowly, you turned the handle as not to make much noise.  You opened the door and stepped-

“Scott?” You jumped back when you nearly ran into him.

“Sorry- sorry I’m sorry that was creepy- oh my god I feel like a stalker-”

“No n-no it’s fine you’re fine, just surprised me is all” You blushed and tucked your hands up into your sleeves.  “So uh- what uh- what’re you doing here?”

“Well the pack mostly passed out and we’d ordered a pizza and I-I thought you’d like to uhm, to have s-some?” You broke into a big grin and nodded your head.

“Pizza sounds delicious” You said and went down the hall and descended the stairs instantly.  Scott followed you into the kitchen, where a bunch of pizza boxes sat on the counter.  You grabbed a slice of your favorite and danced on your toes with excitement.  “I can’t remember the last time I had-” You spun, and bumped into Scott.  His hands instantly grasping your arms to catch you before you fell.

His eyes flashed red, as did yours.

“S-Scott? Y-you’re- you’re my-” He nodded, blinking a few times as though he didn’t believe it.

“Yeah-yeah I guess I-I am” He slowly let go of your arms, and rose his hand towards your face, gently brushing against your cheek.  You blushed instantly, and smiled.

“Do you… do you feel that too?” He nodded, and your hand clasped over top of is against your face.  “It feels good” You whispered, leaning up just slightly.  Again, Scott nodded.

“Yeah.. yeah it-it does” Your eyes flickered from his deep brown was to his lips.

“God I know nothing about you but I just really wanna kiss you” You breathed, and he smiled crookedly for a short moment, then closed the distance between you.

Now, you’d never kissed anyone before, but this was mind blowing.  You wrapped your arms around his neck, and his hands still cupped around your face.  You parted for a short moment, gasping in a breath before standing on the tips of your toes to kiss him passionately again.

“You’re my soulmate” He mumbled against your lips.

“Mhm” Your hands rose and tangled into his dark locks of hair.

“W-we should go out sometime” he said, and you pulled away from im slightly.  Enough to smile softly and look into his eyes.  You nodded shakily.

“Ye-yeah we sh-should” You stuttered.

“Okay- okay how about next friday? W-we can go bowling- or-or something else” You nodded, a shyer smile pulling on your lips.

“Bowling sounds great” You said softly, and he smiled, his eyes crinkling as he pulled you back in for another soft kiss.

What an interesting night.

soulmate aus are my fav… and i just read an AMAZING scott soulmate series by @mccallifornia that y’all should SOOO check out, edge of my seat with each chapter… for real go read it!!

xoxo ~ jordie

trashladyonprimary  asked:

Hiding in a bathroom trying to escape a terrible tinder date. Lokane ☺️ only if you have time for another prompt

The restroom door creaked as it opened, and Loki glanced up briefly from washing his hands. It was an involuntary movement, cursory at best, and his gaze dropped to the sink before he realized what he’d seen. His head snapped back up in a double take, and yes, there was a petite woman sagging against the door, palms pressed into her eyes as she muttered under her breath. Something about strangling people; it was a toss-up between a person named Darcy and “the idiot who invented tinder.”

Loki smirked, glad he’d needed to use the facilities after his monthly get-together with his brother. This might prove to be an intriguing, if brief, diversion. He leaned against the counter and cleared his throat. The young woman pulled her hands away from her face, mouth forming an “o” when her gaze landed on him. She tipped her head back with a mirthless laugh.

“Don’t tell me,” she said. “I’m in the men’s bathroom.” She went on before he could confirm her gaffe. “Because that would be the icing on the cake of this crappy night. I’d say it couldn’t get any worse, but I’m pretty sure the universe would take that as a challenge.”

Loki chuckled. She was a spirited little thing. “Bad date?”

“Oh, no,” she answered with a snort. “I’ve been on a bad dates. What’s happening out there is a disaster.”

His interested was most definitely piqued. “And what, may I ask, makes it a disaster?”

Someone tried to push the door open, but she threw her body weight against it and yelled, “It’s occupied!”

Loki gave a significant glance at the two empty stalls and the row of unused urinals.

Her responding grin was underscored with a tinge of pink in her cheeks. “I just want a minute to figure out a way to safely escape this guy. I mean the fact that he’s photoshopped my tinder pics with his is creepy enough. But then he told me the things he’s planning to do to me—things that he feels he’s earned the right to do because he’s bought me a couple of drinks…” She shuddered visibly. “I’m a little bit worried that he’ll follow me home.”

Loki frowned. That was rather problematic. “Would you like some help?”

She looked him over, eyes narrowed. “I don’t know,” she said slowly. “I’ve already got a budding stalker waiting for me. It’d be just my luck that you turn out to be a charming serial killer.”

He laughed. Charming, he’d take. Serial killer? No, not precisely. “You’ll just have to trust me.” He straightened and crossed the few steps to her, offering a hand to shake. “I”m Loki Odinson.”

She peered at his hand for a beat before taking it. She clearly didn’t recognize his name, but he wasn’t surprised. He was well-known only in certain circles.

“Jane,” she replied. “Jane Foster. You do realize that your given name doesn’t exactly instill a whole lot of confidence in the trusting department.”

His mouth stretched in a wide smile. Oh, he liked her. “No, it doesn’t,” he agreed. “But I can assure you that my idea of fun when it comes to the fairer sex is perfectly harmless—unlike your date.”

She chewed the inside of her cheek, apparently weighing her options. “Okay,” she relented. “How are you going to help me?”

“Go back to your date—” he nodded toward the door, “—and when I come along, follow my lead.”

She made a derisive sound, shaking her head. “That’s not cryptic at all.” She raised her hands with a sigh. “But I guess beggars can’t be choosers. Please don’t take long. He really is freaking me out.”

She yanked open the door and marched out. Loki waited a minute before he followed, and it took another for his eyes to adjust to the darker lighting of the main room. He hadn’t noticed earlier how busy it had been, but he found the large number of bodies inconvenient now as he scanned the establishment for Jane.

Ah, there.

She was in a booth in the corner, appearing both annoyed and disturbed as she listened to the man opposite her. Loki assessed her date as he made his way to them. The fellow was somewhat attractive, though slight in both height and build. Good. He talked animatedly, waving his arms to punctuate whatever it was he was going on about. As Loki drew closer, he caught the other man’s words.

“…have any special kinks I should know about? Because I’m not a selfish lover or anything. You’re gonna be screaming my name several times before the night is through and begging me for more, trust me.”

What a repulsive creature.

Loki stepped up to their table, and put on a mask of indignation as he addressed his new acquaintance. “What’s the meaning of this, Jane?”

She started and her shocked gasp was spot on. “Loki! What are you doing here?” Well done. This was going to be very amusing.

“If you’re trying to make me jealous, darling,” he said through gritted teeth, “you should have picked a more worthy foe.” He gave the other man a quick once over, letting his authentic disdain show.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” the disgusting fellow demanded.

In a flash of movement, Loki grasped the other man’s shirt and yanked him out of the booth. He jabbed two fingers into the guy’s abdomen, knowing he’d mistake it as the barrel of a gun. “I’m her husband,” Loki lied in a deathly calm tone. “And I don’t take kindly to those who try to steal what’s mine.”

The other man’s eyes went round. “Listen, I didn’t know she was married! I swear! I mean, she’s not even wearing a ring!”

Beyond the bleating coward, two of Loki’s companions—tall, muscled gentlemen—rose from their seats at each end of the bar wearing identical expressions of concern. He gave them a bare shake of his head, and they lowered back onto their stools. He then stared down anyone else nearby who thought to come to the aid of this idiot. Fortunately, most seemed only interested in recording the confrontation on their cell phones.

“You know now,” he bit out, turning his attention back to Jane’s date, digging his fingertips deeper into the man’s soft middle. “You don’t look at her. You don’t think about her. You don’t desire her.”

“Yeah, yeah,” the other man stammered, voice cracking with terror. Pathetic. “She doesn’t exist. I get it.”

“Did you let him take a photo of you?” Loki asked Jane, though he kept his glare on her date. “Because you know how much I despise any man having photographs of you.”

Her date fumbled in his pocket and retrieved his phone. “Here!” He held it up. “You can have it, man. Take it! Just take it!”

Loki held his gaze for a heartbeat longer before pretending to slip his “weapon” in the waistband of his trousers beneath his suit jacket. He took the device, dropped it to the floor and smashed it with his heel. He ignored the surprised cries from the gathering crowd as he said, “I’m glad we understand each other.” He glanced at Jane and reached for her. “Shall we, my dear?”

She looked up at him with awe as she came to his side. “I’m so proud of you, honey,” she said. “You didn’t kill or even maim this one. You really have changed.”

Loki had to swallow back his laughter. She had no idea. Good show, however. “Don’t push me, Jane,” he warned in mock sternness as he led them toward the exit.

“But I have to get your attention somehow!” she whined before they made it through the doors.

Once outside and a block away, she doubled over, guffawing. “Oh…my…god!” She steadied herself with a hand on his arm. “That was… That was amazing. His face was priceless. You terrified him.”

“I quite enjoyed myself,” Loki confessed. He had. “Your performance was rather noteworthy as well.”

A fetching blush colored her face. She was pretty—beautiful, in fact, in a wholesome sort of way, though he doubted she ever played the doe-eyed ingénue. No, there was too much intelligence and fire to her.

“So, I guess I should say thank you and be on my way.” She pointed to an old sedan. “That’s me. It was a pleasure meeting you, Loki.”

He considered prolonging their encounter, but unfortunately, he was needed elsewhere tonight. “Likewise, Jane.”

She graced him with a brilliant smile as she backed toward her vehicle. He waited until she was inside, engine sputtering to life before turning to his companions who had lingered in the shadows behind him.

“Follow her date,” he said to Algrim. “Make sure he doesn’t accost any other women—ever again.” Algrim gave him a curt nod and headed to the bar.

Loki pulled his phone out of the inside pocket of his jacket and dialed his assistant. She answered on the first ring.

“Please tell me you’re on your way to the hanger,” she demanded without preamble. “You’re late. If we don’t get in the air in the next hour, you’ll miss your meeting in Stockholm.”

“I’ll be there.” Loki strode to his town car where Mal was already holding the door open for him. “I want you to find everything you can on a woman named Jane Foster.”

“Jane Foster,” his assistant repeated. “Who is she?”

Loki grinned. “I have a feeling she’s someone worth knowing.”


Wake Me Up

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings: uhh, language, but I think that’s it.

A/N: Something new for you guys - I’m really feeling this story, so I’m probably gonna write and post a second part tonight or tomorrow.

“I promise you’ll like him. I met him when I took an acting class in the city last year - he’s really sweet.” Your friend Piper promised as she scrawled out a phone number on the back of one of her business cards for you. 

“Piper, I just don’t think it’s a good idea for me to be texting strangers, you know?” You replied, scrunching your nose up at the numbers written on the small bit of paper that now lay in your hand. “Y/N, please. It’s about time you talked to a nice guy. Just give it a chance. If you’re not feeling it after a couple of days, just stop texting him. It’s not like I’m asking you to outright go on a date with the guy.” She began rambling and you held your palms up in defeat. “Alright, alright. I’ll text him. What’s his name?”


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anonymous asked:

He looks SO happy to see them... wow.

If I ever met the boys and they made expressions like the ones they always make in stalker photos, I would feel an unbelievable amount of embarrassment and I would probably never leave my house again. Stalkers have zero self-awareness and are the most creepy, selfish, and uncaring people I’ve ever seen.

Random list about: Kim Inseong
- SF9
- Main vocal
- Dancer
- Eldest hyung
- Desert fox / fennec fox
- Brain
- A student of Kyung Hee university’s dept of journalism and communications (?) Revealed to be a 4th year student during predebut
- ENGLISH!!!!!!! “He can British English” (Dawon, asc)
- lived in London for 1 year when he was 11 years old
- Big eater , occasionally called a pig by members (i.e. Dawon and Hwiyoung)
- Is apparently 80kg (source: Dawon)
- Fails at dieting
- 184cm
- Thick thighs
- Jaeyoon’s husband
- Hwiyoung’s dad
- SF9’s mom (other than Rowoon)
- Chani’s dorm dad
- Rowoon’s roomate
- Awkward baby
- Adorable
- Beautiful smile
- Beautiful eyes
- Noticed by Cambridge U twitter acc
- Grandpa Inseong
- Jaeseong cross
- Eldest hyung line is my weakness
- The 93s subunit needs to happen , main vocal Youngbin and main dancer Inseong
- 🌰 autumn boy
- according to Chani this 🌰 is poop
- butt that calls for Jaeyoon’s attention
- “I am chicken” when they were supposed to be eggs (r u ready, peekavoo)
- boyfriend Inseong “park juho” in his predebut 2013 college film
- “our title song is Easy Love but my love for you isn’t easy”
- James Kim? Terry Kim?? James Terry Kim In Seong??? Who knows….
- “because my noodle is terrible….i’d rather choose Dawon” (asc)
- “i love pasta” (asc)
- “je m'appelle Inseong” (asc)
- “senorita!” (R u ready, peekavoo)
- 40 year old pikachu
- dob era Inseong in polo tee dresses like my dad
- the only time Inseong sings all his ad libs in Roar is in a creepy stalker voice (asmr)
- good at drawing caricature
- left handed
- Dawon would want to date Inseong if he was a girl bc Inseong is basically the perfect son-in-law (Super Kpop radio)
- “I have lots of cash” (Super Kpop radio)
- Inseong believes that the hairstyles that suits his face is limited
- Hwiyoung said he used to feel awkward with Inseong because Inseong is smart so when he talks to Inseong it feels like he’s being lectured
- Inseong calls Hwiyoung his son
- Jaeyoon is a fan of Inseong’s butt (…..um ok…)
- can beatbox (curtain talk)
- is close with nct’s Jaehyun and Johnny bc they used to practice together predebut (nct night night)
- how the corner of his lips are curled upwards
- Inseong likes the colour pink because he thinks it looks fresh and youthful
- Inseong thinks of Dawon as his son (korepo interview)
- when asked which member he plays / hangs with the most, he answered Jaeyoon, Rowoon and Dawon. Dawon chose Inseong as they are both the most energetic and Chani chose Inseong cause he buys him food 😆 (korepo interview)
- Inseong talks often with the maknaes Hwiyoung and Chani
- “there'a no being too late for your dreams” (170503 In My Ears Fantasy - 4th Whisper with InSeong)
- hwiyoung has revealed that inseong is actually his mom 👀
- personal opinion: fnc underutilises inseong’s english speaking prowess
- is from cheongdamdong. He, rowoon and zuho are the gangnam line
- is a popular pick for the question “if i were a girl i would date this member”
- it has been confirmed(?) by a fan at a fansign that inseong’s real english name is Terry!
- wears bright coloured underwear because it gives him confidence 😂
- in a Japanese interview where they had to pick a character for the members, zuho picked chouji and shikamaru for inseong bc he eats a lot and he’s smart
- inseong has a big interest in the rap and hip hop genre and keeps trying to steal hwiyoung’s lines


anonymous asked:

hey i really appreciate your blog and all the things you have to say about v3! so i was just wondering if i could ask you about the ship tenmiko because i've only read the first chapter but i've heard everything that happens in the game and they are my absolute otp!! but now i'm hearing some people saying that tenko is a creepy stalker to himiko and that himiko is really annoyed with her and doesn't like her and i'm just wondering if thats true or not cause it makes me worried

Himitenko is one of my favorite ndrv3 ships, anon! It’s got a lot of depth and good potential, it’s healthy, and it’s absolutely adorable. One thing I found myself really liking was the fact that there were certainly problems that needed to be worked on, on both sides. It feels a lot more realistic to me when a ship addresses the fact that even good ships involving two really good people still can have issues to work through. Nobody’s perfect, after all.

There’s no need to worry: anyone who says that Tenko is a “creepy stalker” or that Himiko doesn’t like her at all didn’t quite get the point of the game and the developments that happen as a result of Chapter 3, in my opinion. Regardless of whether people ship Himiko and Tenko romantically, their dynamic is extremely plot-relevant and essential to Himiko’s character development. All three of the ndrv3 survivors become close to a particular individual, and all three survivors are forced to grow and develop when the person close to them dies. For Saihara, that person was Kaede. For Maki, it was Momota. And for Himiko, it was Tenko.

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it’s so Awesome when you love someone with all your heart and support them in any way you can but everyone associated with them tries their hardest to make you feel like shit! even though there are stalkers and creepy fans out there who are awful and yet get rewarded! but it’s chill bc i know that harry and louis love me! and they’ve never made me feel anything less than appreciated and accepted! so bye!

anonymous asked:

I feel like even if you don't feel sympathy for adult!Snape, you should feel sympathy for kid and teen!Snape. I mean, calling a kid creepy and a stalker? no, he was just a kid who wanted affection and a friend, but didn't know how to talk to them. and don't get me started about the victim blaming - if James and Sirius hated him so much, they could've just ignore him and move on with their lives, but no, they bullied him for the crime of existing and being friends with a girl James liked...

yes absolutely

people hate teen!snape for the things adult!snape does. they regularly tell me that he deserved his bullying at the marauders hands because of the bullying he himself wouldn’t perpetuate for years after that took place - as if he has to be punished for the sins that he hadn’t yet even done. teen!snape did nothing - absolutely nothing - to deserve that kind of treatment from the marauders. they started that when he was eleven years old. tom riddle notwithstanding, very few eleven year olds are evil or even mean enough to deserve being so thoroughly bullied. 

teen!snape’s biggest sin is that he said mudblood to lily - and yeah, that’s a pretty big fuck up. but i have people left right and center telling me to forgive other characters for their fuck ups because they’re kids - draco malfoy springs to mind - and yet snape constantly gets villified for this? malfoy actually tried to murder three people. hell, SIRIUS tried to murder someone! i do give them leeway, because they are dumb kids, but if you expect me to extend that to characters who have actually tried to kill people, then you can at least do me the solid of extending it to a kid who says a slur in a moment of abject humiliation… and also has the decency (*cough*unlike malfoy and sirius*cough*) to apologize for it afterwards. 

and child!snape is clearly just a lonely kid who doesn’t know how to make friends and considering i was the lonely kid who didn’t know how to make friends it’s actually actively hurtful when people tell me that they think he was a stalker and obsessive creep at nine years old. no. he’s not. he’s… a lonely kid who doesn’t know how to make friends. once again, they try to punish younger versions of snape for the things adult!snape does. and it’s so frustrating, bc when i talk about these versions of snape, people will always be like “well he bullied the kids so who cares” except that the version of snape we’re discussing hasn’t DONE that yet, so no you can’t use that to try and dismantle my ACTUAL argument just bc you’re too lazy to try some goddamn analysis of your own and would rather rely on tired repetitive fanon without actual basis in any text interpretation you prick!

*deep breath*

anyway. yes, i absolutely agree with you. whatever your feelings on adult!snape, child and teen!snape deserve our sympathy and our support. 

Kings Folly Q & A

Feel free to ask more questions! I’ll try to answer as many as I can //

Q: What was your inspiration behind Kings Folly?
A: You, to be honest… I’m not really sure. It developed pretty organically #hisptercool
But seriously, it was a slow process. I knew I loved fantasy stories and I knew I really really wanted to create one but I ended up not creating one. Instead I found myself in this world in my head and I’m just like that creepy stalker in the background taking notes. 

In terms of the writing though, I enjoy non-linear story lines. It’s like meeting a stranger on the street. You meet them in the middle. You don’t know their past or their future, instead you learn those things as you get to know them.
Ironically, I’m not a fan of black and white heroes and villains. The villain who wants to destroy the world because they’re evil and the hero who will stop them because they’re good.

I also like screwing with peoples heads and intentionally setup a plot that seems like it’s going in one direction just to go a different direction. So if it seems like a black and white story now… oh ho… you are not prepared.

Finally, I write for the characters in the story and not for the story with the characters. My favorite comics and novels are ones where people are driven to do things because of other people, and not because el dorado seems promising. Not saying that there is anything wrong with stories of treasure hunting or exploration! I just prefer ones about people and their lives and their relationships and how fantasical things effect them. Don’t get me wrong, there’s still going to be some heavy high fantasy dungeon diving in Kings Folly. Blame my JRPG roots. 

anonymous asked:

I'd love you forever if you could write something with associate Harvey meeting Mike? Or just a younger Harvey meeting younger Mike. Thank you!

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“Hey! Watch it!”


Harvey steps back abruptly, his arm flailing to catch his balance as the heel of his still new-ish Brooks Brothers wingtip hits the curb. Because he can’t catch a goddamn break today, the Thompson file flies out of his hand, scattering across the sidewalk, and Jessica is going to kill him.

“God dammit, kid,” Harvey seethes, brushing flecks of mud from his coat with moderate success. “This cost more than you make in a year!”

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Coffee Run

Description: Day after day, Sam Wilson is in line in front of you with a ridiculous drink order.  What happens when he gets stuck behind you?

Word Count: 1455

Warnings:  None, just fluff.  My first time writing for Sam.  I’d love feedback if you have any. 

Part 2 Lunch Date  Part 3 In Smoothies and Cups of Coffee

Originally posted by dailyteamcap

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I can die happy now (042815)

@uni_mafumafu: ハロー 鏡の中のみなさん 超会議お疲れさま そらまふツーショットです (2015.04.25 ニコニコ超会議)

@soraruru: 無断転載やめろ!!!!!!

@uni_mafumafu: @soraruru そらるさんが!!!!!!!!あげたいっていったんでしょう!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!僕はこんなに怯えているのに!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

@soraruru: @uni_mafumafu おいやめろ即売会の前にアニメのスマホケースに頑張るねって言ってたのばらすぞ

@uni_mafumafu: @soraruru ココアちゃんのスマホケースを使っているんですよ!?ごく当たり前のことをしていると確信しています!!!

@soraruru: @uni_mafumafu それは流石に引く(真顔)

Mafumafu: “Hello, everyone inside the mirror, thanks for your hard work at Chokaigi. This is a Soramafu two-shot (2015.05.25 Nico Nico Chokaigi)”

Soraru: “Stop reproducing without authorization!!!!!!!” 

Mafumafu: “Soraru-san!!!!!!!!! Said to upload it right!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Even though I was this frightened!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww”

Soraru: “Hey stop it’ll be exposed that you said ‘I’ll do your best’ to the anime smartphone case before the booth opening”

Mafumafu: “I’m using Cocoa-chan’s smartphone case you know?! I have confidence that I am behaving very naturally!!!”

Soraru: “As expected, that is creepy (Straight face)”

Mafumafu: “Uaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah I am free aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah”

Mafumafu: “This world is full of only scary things you know, everyone. Once, the foolish me was lost and exposed myself to danger for a moment, and was harassed on countless occasions by the darkness called stalkers. I didn’t want to go to school. I also moved a lot. But, it’s already alright. After a few days, I moved into a world where human eyes cannot touch. Fufufu.”

Mafumafu: “Thanks to Soraru-san supporting me from behind I feel like I was able to overcome one of my big traumas. But my hands & feet were shaking this whole time, & I felt bad & was about to puke! But If I put my mask on I will still calm down! I have also done a lot of musical studies, so I won’t lose you know-! Hahhahha!”

Soraru: “I had Mafumafu reveal his face (online) so Mafumafu fans, please be thankful to Soraru-san and buy 5 copies each of my album”

Mafumafu: There is only 20 minutes until the start of radio recording Soraru-san is absent”

Soraru: “Ah”

>>Replies to First Tweet<<

Urata: “That shirt is…”

Mafumafu: “The one that we went to buy together! Mufufu! (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و”

Urata: “The matching items with different patterns right”

ZimuinG: “Arara w It has been a while since I’ve seen Mafu-kun on Twitter hasn’t it w Welcome ba~ck!w”

Mafumafu: “I’m back, ZimuinG-san! But even though I believe there haven’t been any in this 1 year, Soraru-san supported my from behind and I gathered up courage!!”

ZimuinG: “Wa~ w Support from Soraru-kun huh!w Right now I just happen to be talking with Soraru-kun on LINE but he said absolutely nothing (about it)…w It’s alright you know it’s alright!! Wa~i!”

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I don’t see the point in living through my midterms now that I’ve seen Purin Head Mafumafu (+ Megane Soraru) in my life gooDBYE I’LL JUST DIE TO DEATH STARING AT IT  人人人ヾ( ;×o×)〃 人人人

… Ahem. Sorry. I’m so glad that Mafumafu’s back with a selfie + those adorable bangs, but even more than that, I’m glad Mafumafu was willing to share such a personal story with us 。゚( ゚இ‸இ゚)゚。 Though I’ve always worried for Mafumafu being pushed around by people because of his appearance & personality, it’s so reassuring to hear that he’s slowly overcome his past trauma & that Soraru has been supporting him the whole way through 。:゚(。ノω\。)゚・。 I seriously hope you two will be a lasting combo for many years to come  ( ´•̥̥̥ω•̥̥̥` )

And I refuse to change the title, this is too much of an emotional moment for me  ლ(இ e இ`。ლ)

“I like to confess that I regularly stalk Crown Prince Husseins Instagram. I would never tell someone how often I stalk him. He’s just sooo handsome. I just can’t get enough of him. But I really feel creepy for stalking that much. Well, hopefully I’m not the only stalker here.” - Submitted by Anonymous

1st Hour: Bangtan High- Jungkook(Fluff)

These are the days we’ll remember the most. 

Req: a series of high school au for each member? can be smut or fluff!

A/N: Part One in the seven part high school drabble series. Enjoyy~

How is it already senior year?

How is it that in one week you will be having your graduation ceremony?

How is it that after five years of being best friends with Jungkook you still don’t have the balls to tell him how much you like him? From the moment you say him you knew the butterflies that had invaded were making home in your stomach.

Ever since the first day of seventh grade when he plopped down in the seat next to you and told you he liked the doodles on the side of your spiral. Ever since you realized he lived down the street from you.

All of the girls have liked him since you can remember, your reputation steadily falling from cute, quiet girl to annoying, selfish slut for ‘stealing’ Jungkook and keeping him to yourself. It was true Jungkook hadn’t dated anyone throughout high school but how was that your fault? It’s not like you both were dating each other.

No matter how many times you prayed for it.

You tap your foot against the wood floors, the sound echoing in the empty classroom. Jungkook had said he had a surprise for you before you graduated, and honestly the last time he gave you anything was when he first debuted. You finger the necklace charm in remembrance.

“A microphone.” He’d said. “Because I want you to remember that I wouldn’t be singing if it wasn’t for you. And that means something to me.”

A smile ghosts your lips, eyes following the falling blossoms out the window.

“Sorry I’m late.” Jungkook’s deep voice comes from behind you, the classroom door sliding closed.

It’s outstanding how much a person can change in the course of a few years. How they grow into their body, how their voice lowers, how their face sculpts and molds from boy to man and by the time you realize it’s too late.

“It’s fine. I’ve only been here a few minutes.” You turn, dropping the charm back under your school blouse. “What’s up?”

“Can you believe it’s the end of senior year?” He asks, a smile on his face you don’t recognize.

“I know right. It was a year to remember, huh?”

“It’s not over yet.” He looks at you, stepping closer. “But hopefully.”

Jungkook shifts on his feet, looking to the space between you two as he blinks rapidly. You watch as his cheeks redden slightly, feeling an awkwardness seep through the air that you’d never felt with him before.

“Is Jeon Jungkook nervous?” You tease him, reaching out to hit him playfully.

Before your hand can get to his shoulder Jungkook grabs it, holding on firmly and looking back up to you with an intense expression. You feel the air change and your stomach does flips at the way he’s looking at you.

“Do you remember that guy that liked you in ninth grade?” His voice is low with confession as you nod. “And one day he just stopped talking to you and you thought it was because you were wearing glasses and he thought you were ugly?”

You nod again, uncomfortable not only with the topic, but his tone. “What about it?”

“He didn’t find you ugly. I went to him after school and told him to stop hanging around you. I told him he looked like a creepy stalker and you weren’t looking for any sort of relationship.”

“Why would you do that?” You ask him, eyes narrowing as his grip on your hand tightens.

“Because I didn’t want to see you with him anymore. I didn’t want to see you with anyone but me. I still don’t.”

You give him a warm smile, trying not to find deeper meaning in his words. You’d gotten your hopes up too many times just to be let down. “Awe, Kookie. I’m always gonna be your best friend. Don’t worry.”

“No, Y/N.” He runs his thumb over your knuckle, stepping closer until the tips of his shoes touch yours. You’re frozen in place, watching his eyes, so rich and swimming with chocolate, drift from yours down to your lips. They part under his gaze and the intensity of how he’s looking at you makes the breath flee your lungs.

His skin is smooth, and even with the close proximity you can’t find one flaw in its surface. His hair covers his forehead, dark in contrast to the milk of his flesh. you wonder if the rest of him is this beautiful. If no matter how many layers you strip off he will always be flawless and godly to me.

Jungkook’s nose tickles yours as he leans in, breath hot and ragged as his lips firmly press against your own. They feel smooth like velvet, plush and pleasurous against the slightly chapped flesh of yours. You can feel your head spinning, already becoming addicted to the taste of him as he fits his hand in the small of your back, pushing you indefinitely closer and parting his lips.  

Honestly, you’d always thought yourself a fool for falling for him. In the end you knew he could do so much better. You were average, in looks, in academics, in your life. And he was anything but.

He was beautiful and funny and charismatic and an amazing singer.

You can’t count the times on all your fingers and toes that you’d stayed up to watch every video of his, listening to his covers and watching him dance. His kpop life wasn’t something you talked about often, he wanted school to be his escape for all that.  

“Y/N.” Jungkook cuts into your thoughts, breath minty as he puts his forehead against yours. “Do you understand what I mean now?”

You can’t think straight from him kissing you, every nerve in your body a live wire at every small movement he makes, of every puff of breath that lands on your cheeks and every soft word that drops from his lips.

You want him to kiss you again, you want to feel that way again. “How about now?” He has a grin on his face, pecking your lips again and pulling back to find you shaking our head rapidly, eyes glued to his glistening lips.

He hums, kissing you once more and pulling back even faster, not even lingering for a moment before he’s left you alone again. “Now?”

“No.” You say firmly, proud of yourself when you earn a chuckle from him.

“We have a lot more time do that Y/N, but only if…”

“…if what?” You say, in a complete and utter trance.

“Only if you’ll be my girlfriend.”

Your eyes widen to the size of saucers, dragging your gaze to his eyes to find them sparkling with hope. He’s serious. He’s actually serious. Jeon Jungkook just asked you out. And not as a friend. As a girl friend.

You don’t know whether to jump for joy or to faint, finding yourself gripping onto his upper arms to to not do the latter. Which doesn’t help at all because you can feel the muscle clenching under your touch.

“Hell yes.” You breathe, watching a huge smile split Jungkook’s face in half.

You pull his neck down, pushing your lips back against his with immense satisfaction when he obliges to your wish, moving his lips against yours. You know this is a bad idea,how are you going to be able to stop kissing him. It’s like pure sunshine is being shot into you.

“Well.” Jungkook runs his hands down your arms. “This is definitely a year to remember.”

Be expecting Part Two soon!

~Admin Eggplant

How to Make Writers Not Want to Continue a Fic

I’ve been seeing this both on my fics and those of writers that I follow and it’s starting to get to me. Writing fanfics goes both ways: people write for the fandom, and people read for the fandom. Some people do both, some do one and not the other. There is no right way to do fan fiction. Let’s get that out of the way right now. However, there is a form of etiquette that I personally think should be observed at all times, if only to not come across like a total douche. We already talked about what turns people off from reading fics, so let’s talk about what turns people off from writing fics.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

you and your anons are so hilarious with slagging off a woman you dont even know and has no effect on your life outside of your blog, its so frigging hilarious half the world isnt even laughing or even cares about you, so whats the real joke?? youre saying shes a famewhore when you pick at still photos of her and BC like creepy stalkers. seriously just stop already.

Feel free to stop reading my blog, nonny. I’ve barely even been posting about Zero lately. Sounds like someone is butt hurt. What’s the matter? You’re queen got snubbed by Anna Wintour, or something? I mean, you didn’t actually expect Benedict and Zero to show up last night, did you? Benedict’s filming and no way Zero would be invited without him.

Down and Dirty

Originally posted by thearchitectwwe

Pairing: Tye Dillinger x Reader

Rating: M…

Warning: Slight smutty smut smut. (Don’t judge me if it’s bad… first time EVER writing it!! Also, there’s not much of it so… yeah but hey! I still gave it a try!! It was shit but worth it!!) 

Also… the title was inspired by Little Mix’s song ‘Down and Dirty’ and that song is THE SHIT SON! Okay… I’m normal…

ENJOY!!! Please enjoy it…. Or don’t, I don’t mind! :)

Also, before I forget… I’d like to tag @hardcorewwetrash and @randyortonstattoos  just to get their opinions of this! Would mean the world to me!! 

Okay.. now enjoy it!! 

It had been a long night of driving around a different city for a new NXT show. It was a good thing that you weren’t driving, otherwise you would’ve most likely caused a crash with the amount of times that your eyes were closing. Luckily for you, you’re best friend, the Perfect 10 as he calls himself, had offered to drive you both to the hotel that you were staying at. Usually, there’d be a tour bus to take you and the rest of the roster to the hotel, but that would mean associating with people that you’re not really in the mood to talk to.

Just as you were about to fall asleep, you felt the car come to a stop and a small tap on your shoulder. You slowly lift your head up and turn your gaze over towards Tye, who was already looking your way. “Wake up sleepy head. We’re here.” Tye smiled at you sweetly. His smile was that contagious that despite your sleepy state, you couldn’t help but smile.

I was already awake, almost about to fall asleep.” You let out a small chuckle as you sat up properly in your seat, stretching out your arms. You let out a small yawn and unbuckle your seat belt, ready to get out of the car. But before you knew it, you’re door had already opened. You turned to look at Tye, who had a smirk on his face. Oh how that smirk drove you crazy sometimes. 

Tye had moved to the side to allow you out of the car. You couldn’t help but smile wide at how cute and gentleman like he’s being. “M’lady.” He said just before you stepped out of the car. You did a little curtsey and giggled a little. It was kinda odd seeing him act like this. He never really used to do any of this kind of stuff. But you liked it so you ain’t gonna complain.

You had walked around to the trunk of the car and opened the door, wanting to grab your bags. Though, Tye had already seemed to have swept his way by your side and grabbed your bags for you. He placed them down gently on the ground in front of you and soon looked at you, smiling sweetly once again. He always had such a nice smile. “Thanks for that Tye, but I could’ve gotten those for myself.” You say, placing your hands on your hips and raising your eyebrows. Tye just simply replied with a slight grin and a shrug of the shoulders.

I know that but… you’re really tired. It’s the least that I could do for you Y/N.” You couldn’t help but give him another bright smile. He really knows how to make you smile just by doing the simplest of things.

By the time that you and Tye had reached the hotel, you had ran straight for the bed and dug your face into the really soft feeling and very puffy pillow. It had relaxed you that much that it had caused you to go right to sleep.

As you had done that, Tye was standing by the doorway just watching you -in a non creepy stalker-ish kinda way-. He always loved the way you slept. He always thought that you looked like an angel, even if your hair was a complete and utter mess. He still thought that you were the most beautiful woman that he had ever seen. Without all your make-up, wearing tshirts and sweatpants. He just loved everything about you. Tye has always wanted to admit his feelings to you but he always managed to chicken out and think of a different topic to talk about. 

And you, well… you did the same. I guess you just wanted to wait and see if he would admit something first. You always thought that he actually would say something, but he would always just randomly and constantly change the topic of the conversation. At times though, he does seem a little nervous around you. But that could be just a figment of your imagination.

After your little 3-4 hour ‘nap’, you had enough energy to get out of bed and search for something to eat. Your feet had touched the carpet covered floor and led you out towards the kitchen where there would hopefully be some food in the fridge. If not then it’s a midnight drive to the nearest McDonalds. 

Just as you were about to open up the fridge, you felt a small tap on your shoulder that had almost made you jump out of your pants… if that was even possible. You turned around and punched a laughing Tye in the arm and constantly hitting his chest, lightly of course. 

What the hell is wrong with you Dillinger?! You don’t sneak up on somebody like that you dick!” 

Come on Y/N! Have a little fun!” Tye stepped forward and took your hands in his and started dancing around really, really weirdly.

A little fun?” You look around the room and spot a clock that had been hanging above the TV. You could see the time and boy were you surprised to see what time it was. “Who has fun at 3 in the fucking morning!” Despite what was going on, your mood had changed from serious to a very happy and smiling stage.

Tye had gently placed his hands on your shoulders, and slowly moved them down towards your waist which had somehow caused a shiver down your spine. But before you could do anything in return, Tye had wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you onto his shoulder, taking you straight towards the couch. He placed you down gently so that you sat down on your butt. He slowly moved away from you, smiling softly at you and chuckling at your very confused look. “You stay there. I’m gonna get us some food.” You go to protest but he cuts you off. “You still need to catch up on a little bit of sleep, I can tell. Let me guess… chicken nuggets from McDonalds?” Oh how he knew you so well.

Yes please.” You reply just above a whisper. He walks back over to you and places a small and gentle kiss on your forehead, causing your face to turn really red. Good thing that the lighting was really dark.

I’ll be right back.” He turns around and heads for the door, putting his shoes on and taking the keys from the table beside the door and left the room. As soon as he left, it felt really lonely. It always felt lonely when Tye wasn’t by your side. But, at times it was a slight good thing. It allowed you to do your own ‘business.’

Your mind kept racing back to the kiss that Tye had placed on your forehead. Your mind going elsewhere and wishing that his lips had been placed somewhere else. You bit down on your lip, moving your hands down slowly to your lower region. Just the thought of Tye walking in on you at any second, drove you even more crazy. But, because you didn’t want that to happen… yet, you got up from the couch and speed walked towards your bed, closing the bedroom door behind you. You jumped onto the bed, about to take off your clothes, until the sound of Tye’s voice had filled the living room. Boy was he loud. 

You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” You mumbled quietly, letting out a small groan.

Y/N! I’m back!” Tye yelled, getting closer to your bedroom. You quickly got of your bed, ignoring the wetness down below. You opened the door and ran straight towards the kitchen, seeing a familiar McDonalds bag. You looked inside and licked your lips as you grabbed the box that contained the chicken nuggets. 

“Did you get sauce Tye? I can’t eat my nuggets without sauce!” 

There should be some in the bottom of the bag.” Tye stood next to you, taking the bag and looked through it. He went through the bag and pulled out 2 packets of Sweet and Sour sauce. He placed the bag down back onto the table and handed you the sauces with a sweet smile on his face. You took them from him and leant on your tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek. 

Thank you Tye. Don’t know what I’d do without you.” You smile widely and take your food to the living room, plopping down onto the couch and reached for the TV remote. You turned it on and ‘Deadpool’ had just started playing so you left it where it was. 

Tye was literally the sweetest person that you have ever met in your life. Besides Sami Zayn and Seth Rollins of course. But, they aren’t your best friend. More like brothers. Who knows where you would be without Tye. He got you into NXT. He helped you train for your first ever NXT Women’s Championship match against Bayley back in July 2015. He basically helped you win the NXT Women’s Championship. 

You had started to develop feelings for him around your 6th month of being there. No matter how many times you told yourself that you didn’t have feelings for him, you knew that they were most certainly there.

You had felt the couch dip down a little which had brought you out of your little own world. You looked over at Tye who was just sitting back on the couch with his own nuggets sitting on his stomach. He looked over at you and smiled, causing you to quickly turn back towards the TV and a bright blush to appear on your face. You could hear him let out a chuckle, and at that a small smile appeared on your lips.

You know, I could never get sick of watching Deadpool. Ryan Reynolds was the perfect choice for it.” As you and Tye had finished your food, you were all cuddled up against him, watching the rest of Deadpool. And talking through it.

You think Ryan Reynolds is the perfect choice for everything.” Tye lets out sarcastically. Even though you couldn’t see it, you knew that he was smirking a little bit. He knew about your slight obsession with Ryan Reynolds. But I mean hey, Ryan Reynolds is just so freakin perfect it’s not funny. Ain’t nobody a better actor than Ryan Reynolds. Okay… maybe Chris Evans, Chris Pratt or Chris Hemsworth… or Channing Tatum… You get the point.

I do not!” You say, your voice getting higher as you spoke with mock offence.

It was then when you looked up at Tye to see him already staring at you. Though, he didn’t look away like he usually would. It was like, he was in a trance or something. You stared into his brown eyes and got lost in them immediately. You had always found his eyes to be the most attractive thing about him. That and his smile… and abs. Tye had his arms securely wrapped around your waist and lifted you onto his lap, causing another bright ass red blush to appear on your cheeks. He brought up one of his hands to cup one side of your face, the pad of his thumb gently rubbing your soft skin. You lean into his touch, closing your eyes slightly as you melt under his touch. 

You know Y/N,” You slowly open up your eyes and look back into his, only to see that look of love and lust in them. You bit down on your bottom lip, nervously awaiting to hear what Tye has to say. “I know that you may not feel the same but… ever since I laid my eyes on you the first day you walked through those NXT doors, I instantly fell in love with you. You just… just stood out to me. At that moment, it felt like it was only me and you in the room, even though we didn’t know each other.” Tye let out a nervous chuckle as he started playing with your hair, keeping his gaze away from yours. “I just knew then, that I had to have you to myself. But, you made friends with Sami and Seth and well… I was fine with Sami but Seth… didn’t really know what to think of that.” Soon enough, Tye’s eyes were glued to yours and his hands moved down towards your hips, his fingertips playing with the hem of your t-shirt. 

You had to hold in a moan at the feeling of his fingertips touching your skin. Your face was as red as a tomato now after hearing his confession. Your eyes never once left his as you slowly moved your hands up and down his chest, stopping them at his shoulders. You slowly lean in, a small smile sneaking its way to your lips. “Sounds like you were jealous.” You whisper, biting down on your lip. You lean in towards his ear, gently nibbling on it. “You don’t need to be jealous Tye. I’ve been feeling the same way.” You lean back so that you can look into his eyes. One of your hands had found its way towards his face. You copied his movements from earlier, gently using the pad of your thumb to rub small circles onto his soft skin. “I’ve always had my eyes set on the ‘Perfect 10’.”

Before you even knew it, Tye’s lips had connected with yours. At first it was soft and romantic, but it had soon turned into a hot, rough, teeth clattering kiss. And it honestly drove you hella crazy. Your fingers had found their way into his hair and clutching tightly onto his shirt, whereas Tye’s hands had managed to find their way to your ass, giving it a cheeky squeeze. Before anything else got heated, you both had pulled away from each other, desperately trying to catch your breaths. You had your legs wrapped securely around Tye’s waist as he soon picked you up and traveled towards the bedroom, gently placing you down onto the soft mattress. 

This was happening. This was actually happening. Just the thought of it gave you major butterflies in the pit of your stomach. On the outside, you were calm, but on the inside you were freaking the fuck out. 

You had moved yourself up further on the bed, keeping a tight grip on Tye’s shirt. He smirked as he moved up further, keeping his body on top of yours. Once he was close enough, you wrapped your arms around his neck, allowing your fingers to play with his hair and soon enough, his lips were on yours for the second time that night and most certainly not the last. His hands moved up and down your sides slowly, sending shivers down your spine. The kiss was hot. Both of your tongues fighting for dominance as you slowly move your hands to the hem of his t-shirt, tugging on it a little. Tye smirked into the kiss, instantly getting the hint. He reluctantly pulled away, his smirk still planted on his lips as he took off his shirt and threw it across the room to only God knows where. 

In an instant, his lips where on your neck, instantly finding your sweet spot, causing you to let out a loud moan. He pulled away and looked into your eyes, and the look he had in those eyes of his had you soaked. “Already found your sweet spot. I must know better than I thought.” He bit down on his lip as he looked at you, his hands slowly finding their way under your t-shirt and onto your stomach. The feeling caused even more shivers to run down your spine and goosebumps to appear. You sit up, taking off your shirt and throwing it in the opposite direction where his went, placing your hands around his neck and crashing your lips back onto his. His lips were like a drug to you. You just simply couldn’t get enough of his kisses. 

You moved to straddle his lap and you could feel his bulge poking your stomach. Another moan had slipped from your lips as you slowly grinded against his crotch, his hands having a tight hold on your hips, stopping you from continuing your antics. Soon enough, your bra was off along with the rest of your clothing as Tye had pushed you back down onto the mattress, his hands and eyes roaming all over your body. “So, so beautiful. I don’t think I could ever get over this view.”

Tye’s lips had found their way to your neck, leaving small wet and bruised kissed along your fragile skin. His lips slowly moved from your neck, to your jaw and soon towards your chest as his hands gently squeezed your breasts, a small moan leaving your lips as your hands gripping tightly onto his hair, your eyes watching his every movement. You bit down on your lip as his eyes flicked up to yours. He sent you a wink causing another small moan to leave past your lips. His lips slowly trail down towards your hips, and eventually towards your soaked pussy. But before he done anything, he looked up at you, basically begging for your permission before continuing. He opened his mouth to say something but you cut him off by bring his face up to yours, your lips crashing against his once again in a very hot kiss.

“I’ve been waiting for this for a long time Dillinger. I don’t think I can wait any longer..” You mumbled against his lips, your eyes looking deeply into his  brown ones, watching as they got darker and darker with lust. Just hearing you so those words drove him even more crazy. He leaned back, his hands trailing down your legs, getting off the bed and stood up, slowly taking off the rest of his clothing. You leaned on your elbows, your eyes widening as you look and admire his naked body. He was larger than you expected, but just all the more fun, right?! 

All of the times where you had been pleasuring yourself and imagining that it was Tye instead of your fingers or toys, have been leading up to this moment. You never thought that it would actually happen, but watching Tye undressing himself and you, made it all too real. 

Without even controlling yourself, you crawled to the end of the bed, closer towards Tye and sit up on your knees, placing your hands on his chest. You lean into him, your lips hovering over his ear. “I don’t think I can wait any longer.” You trailed your hands down his chest and ever so slowly, towards his member, which caused him to grip onto your wrist. 

You looked up at him, confused until you felt his hot breath against your neck. “No teasing tonight sweetheart. I’m gonna show you what You’ve been missing out on.” His hands grabbed both of your wrists, placing them around his neck, and grabbed your legs as he wrapped them around his waist, allowing him to wrap his muscular arms around your waist and lift you off of the bed. It’s when you felt the cold feeling of the wall that you knew what was coming. And just the thought of it made you even more soaked. You bit down on your lip, your hands already digging into his shoulders. Tye looked up at you, his hands keeping a tight hold on your hips as he asked “You ready? If you want me to stop I will.” 

“Tye… I’ve been wanting this for a while, like I said before. Now… hurry up. You’re ruining the moment.” You say, starting to get a little impatient as you thrust your hips towards him a little. Tye couldn’t help himself but to chuckle at how impatient your being. 

“You’re too much, you know that?” Tye says as a smirk was planted on his lips. 

Just as he had placed his soft lips onto your neck, he entered you, filling yo up immediately. You were sure by how loud your one moan was, everyone that was on your floor could hear you. The grip that you had on his shoulders had tightened even more as he slowly started thrusting into you. You moved your hips along with his, creating a magical rhythm. The feeling of his teeth biting down on your skin caused you to arch your back, allowing him to wrap his arm around you and hold you close to him. Your nails dug into his skin, deep, which only made his hips move faster and a little harder. 

You couldn’t control the moans that came spitting out of your mouth as he kept up the pace, your back constantly hitting the wall. Tye stopped for a little bit, holding onto you tightly as he threw you -but not literally- onto the bed, only to be on top of you in a matter of seconds and back inside you. 

“Fuck! Oh god… Don’t s-stop. Shit!” You rolled your head back into the pillows, your hands moving away from his shoulders to gripping tightly onto the bed sheets.

“Don’t plan on it darlin’” You watched him closely, biting down on your lip as you admire his features. The pleasure getting to much for him, making him shut his eyes tight and his mouth to be open with loud moans and a few groans leaving past his lips. Just hearing the sounds coming from him, drove you even crazier, bringing you even closer to the edge. 

You wrap your legs around Tye’s waist, giving him a better position to hit you in all the right spots. And boy did it work. Both your moans had filled the room, getting louder and louder with each movement and with each time, both of you felt yourselves getting closer to the brink of letting go.

You felt yourself clenching around Tye, causing your eyes to shut your eyes tightly, trying to hold back, wanting the moment to last forever. “You can let go Y/N. Don’t hold back beautiful.” That was all you needed to hear as you completely let go of your release, practically screaming out Tye’s name. Your release was all Tye needed to let himself go, digging his head in the crook of your neck and moaning out your name, the grip he ad on your hips tightening as he dug his nails into your skin, no doubt leaving a mark.

Tye collapsed on top of your chest, both of you breathing heavily, catching your breath. Your hands wrapped loosely around his neck, your fingers gently playing with his hair. You felt his soft lips leaving small, gentle, loving kisses along your shoulder, causing a wide and happy smile to show upon your lips. Tye pulled out of you slowly, a small whimper coming from your lips as Tye chuckles softly and rolls to the side and lay next to you, pulling you to him. One arm was still wrapped around his neck -most likely to fall asleep soon- and the other around his chest. Your index finger traced small shapes along his bare chest.

“Well… that was definitely worth the wait.” Tye says softly, his eyes fixed on you as he watches you tracing random shapes on his chest. He couldn’t help but genuinely smile as he did. Never did Tye think that he would actually end up with you, being officially his. You looked up at him, your palm resting against his chest and your chin resting on top of your hand. 

“That it most certainly was.” You smiled widely, leaning in and place a small and gentle kiss on the tip of his nose, causing him to scrunch up his face a little. You let out a small giggle as he did so, finding it adorable.

Tye ran his fingers through your hair, the feeling causing you to close your eyes just a little bit. Now that you and Tye had slept together, you knew now that his touch will always drive you crazy, giving you the usual goosebumps along your arms and butterflies in the pit of your stomach.

“Y/N,” You looked up at Tye, his eyes already fixed on yours. “I just wanted to say that I love you. Like a lot. A-and I really need you in my life.” You placed one of your hands on the side of his face, him immediately melting into your touch as your thumb strokes his cheek a little. 

“If this is your way of asking me to be your girlfriend… then yes, I’ll be your girlfriend.” You watched as Tye’s big brown eyes had lit up along with a wide smile, his arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you even closer into his warm body. 

Tye placed a kiss along your jaw, cheek and your lips. The kiss filled with love and passion. Tye pulled away from the kiss with that same smile on his lips. He moved a strand of your hair out of your eyes and tucked it behind your ear. 

It was then, when Tye’s sweet and loving smile had turned into a mischievous smirk that you knew he was up to something. “What do you say that we have a round 2 in the shower?” 

Somewhat of a cliffhanger!!! Please tell me what you guys think!! Thanks for reading and I hope that you enjoyed it!!

feyreaelinmaas  asked:

ACOWAR reaction #s: 1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 9, 10, 14, 17 & 19, please:) Feel free to ask me the same questions!

1) Your ships - how are they doing? Have you made peace with where they are at? My ships are in disarray right now. I suppose nessian is intact, and so is feysand, but moriel is definitely experiencing an emergency situation. And they were OTP, so…. Right now I don’t even have an OTP for the series? I’m v obsessed with Mor and all the women, that’s all I know.

2) How do you feel about Jurian’s role in the war? I was waiting the whole time for the other shoe to drop, for him to betray the Night Court. I still don’t feel like I trust the fucker. I dunno. I mean I’m glad he’s not a creepy stalker dude?

3) Which death affected you the most? Probably… this might not count, but when Amren changed I was like oh no, this is it, hold it in, don’t cry, you’ll be ok Leslie. And then she came back. So.

4) How do you feel about the end of Feyre and Rhysand’s story arc? I’m happy with it. I’m glad we got to see them trying to navigate their positions in the Night Court, I’m glad we got to see Feyre act as High Lady for a bit, I think it’s good knowing that they will have son, I’m not huge into the progeny, but ya know. If it’s what they want. I’m glad that they got their happily ever after.

6) Which new characters are you falling in love with most? Probably… Viviane. I love that she and Mor were screeching at each other and that she stood for Feyre at the meeting, I just want to see more of her. (I always love female characters more than male characters, this will never change.)

9) Were you satisfied with Amren’s transformation? In a way? I feel like it’s kinda convenient that she got her High Fae body back. Even though her running off to bone Varien made me lol, I would have been happy if she’d been ace and gone off to her home world. Bittersweet for sure, but it would have made sense. It wouldn’t have been a needless loss.

10) How do you feel about Papa Archeron’s reappearance? Results are in, and they are not good. I wrote about this a little bit in this post. I might possibly do a separate post on this eventually.

14) Mor’s coming out - are you satisfied with how that was handled? Why or why not? I’ve written pretty extensively about this as well - if you search my #morrigan tag you’ll find a lot. I’ve received no less than 15 asks about her in the last few days, and I have more, so I don’t wanna belabor the point here.

17) Now that we have seen more of the other Courts, which one was your favorite? Which one would you live in? THIS IS MY FAVORITE QUESTION - THE WINTER COURT. It has little FOXES and OTHER FUZZY ANIMALS and it’s like CHRISTMAS LAND and also VIVIANE and KALLIAS are the High Lord and (soon to be I swear) Lady and it has RACIAL DIVERSITY and it’s great. Also, I hate sweating. I need The Winter Court.

and 19 I already answered here. Thank you!