i found myself watching this tonight

Opposites Attract

Originally posted by asociallyunsocialfangirl

(Fred x Ravenclaw reader)

Requested by: @my-unique-mind

Hi! Can you write a Fred Weasley x Ravenclaw!Reader imagine? The reader is a bookworm, and is often found in the library. She and Fred are almost complete opposites. Fred is intrigued by the “different” girl you can say and they start hanging out. Introducing each other to their life, with things the other would never do. Ends with a cute passionate kiss? 

A/N: this one’s a little longer than usual, but it was so fun to write and I hope you like it xx

I sat at one of the tables in the library, reading The Tales of Beedle the Bard for the hundredth time. It was a late Friday night, so there weren’t many people. I loved spending my free time at the library. It was definitely my favorite place at Hogwarts.

After a while, I felt someone eyes watching me, and I looked around to find a red-headed Gryffindor boy leaning on one of the nearby bookshelves. As soon as I looked up and caught his eye, he winked at me, then slowly turned a corner and disappeared. 

I frowned. That was strange. Was that a Weasley boy?

I was so distracted by what had just happened, that the words on the page weren’t even making full sentences anymore.

Not being able to read anymore, I picked up my book and headed out of the library towards the common room.

On Saturday morning, I made my way to library, as per usual, to study for various subjects. 

I headed towards my usual table near the center of the library, but today, it was already occupied by someone else.

He looked up as I approached the table with a stack of books in hand.

I recognized him immediately as the Gryffindor beater. Fred? I think that was him. Although, it could very well be George…

“Is it alright for me to sit here?” he asked me.

“Um, yeah, sure, no problem,” I replied, still a bit confused.

He smiled, making his brown eyes shine, which I totally got lost in for a moment.

I sat myself next to him, dropping my books onto the table.

Although I usually liked to read alone, I found that I didn’t actually mind having him sit by my side.

“I’m Fred, by the way.”


“Well, that sure is a beautiful name.”

As much as I tried to hide it, I felt my cheeks turn warm, and when he smiled, they only blushed harder.

“What are you reading?”

“Just some stuff that Professor Snape made us read for homework. We have to write an essay on non verbal spells. It wasn’t even his class and he gave us homework,” I complained lightly.

He laughed. 

“I have a better idea.”


“Come with me, Y/N. Leave your books, we can come back.”

And with that he smiled so widely that I found myself unable to do anything but take his hand and wonder about the adventures that were about to take place.

It felt strange. Walking out of the library after having entered so soon ago. Strange, but good.

“Where are we going, Fred?” I laughed as I was led down the tapestry corridor.

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Bad Dream (Joji)

Anon Request: An imagine where Joji has a nightmare and he wakes up all freaked out and u have to calm him down? You can really do anything u want with this whether it be spice it up and make it NSFW or just add fluff or neither of the two! Just whatever u see fit :D

Sitting in bed and reading through my book with only the bedside lamp as my source of light was my nightly routine. It would normally take place after Joji fell asleep, which was usually before me. I flipped to the next page in my book and glanced over at Joji, who lightly turned in his sleep. I watched him for a few moments. Looking at Joji while he slept was a typical thing that I always found myself doing. He was peaceful whenever he was in such an environment, always calm and his breathing was steady, but tonight was something rare. Joji began groaning disturbingly, making me furrow my brows at him. He frantically moved about, his arm centimeters away from hitting my face unexpectedly. Murmurs escaped his lips softly as I tried shaking him awake. The shaking seemed to make things worse; he started sweating and turning his head from the left to the right as he kicked his legs everywhere with his eyes still shut tight. I straddled him, having no other way to get him to stop kicking.

“Joji!” I shouted.

He shot up quickly, his face nearly bashing into mine. I took his face into my hands, he was lost and out of breath. Joji wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me tightly. I embraced him. Never having witnessed this type of situation before, I was confused and a bit panicky. I climbed off of him, putting my hand on his thigh as he wiped off the sweat from his forehead and rubbed his eyes. George sighed and cleared his throat.

“Wanna talk about it?” I whispered.

Joji stayed quiet for several minutes as he adjusted his breathing and looked around the room, as if to avoid my gaze.

“I-I didn’t save you.” he let out in a mutter, his voice was raspy and dry, “I tried but, I couldn’t. I’m sorry-“

“Babe, it was just a bad dream. I’m right here.” I ran my fingers through his hair and placed a kiss on his temple, “It’s okay, baby. It wasn’t real.”

I grabbed his hand and led him into the kitchen where I opened the fridge and took out the pitcher of water. He pulled out a cup from one of the cupboards and handed it to me. He watched me with some difficulty due to his tired state as I poured water into the cup and handed it to him. Joji gulped down the water quickly, earning a slight laugh from me, he smiled and kissed me quickly.

Joji’s POV
Y/N sighed heavily and made a comment about how tired I seemed and how she’d never seen me this alert before due to a bad dream…or any dream, really. Putting her hand in mine, she guided me back to bed where she tucked me in like some kind of five year old. It was well needed though, I couldn’t imagine my life without her.

“Joji.” she said in a soft voice as her finger brushed my cheek.

I turned my face to look at her, “Yeah?” I muffled.

“Why do you shy away from me at times when it comes to your dreams?” she asked as she looked elsewhere.

“I don’t.” I protested as I unstuck my arms from my mummified body under the sheets. I leaned my head on my arm and grabbed her hand, “Hey. What do you mean?” I whispered.

I tiredly reached for her face, grabbing her chin and making her eyes meet mine, my thumb brushed against her lower lip. She softly pressed her lips to my finger, delicately pressing kisses on it, her eyes never leaving my gaze. She casually took my thumb in her mouth and sucked lightly, pulling away and leaving me in astonishment. Y/N leaned in and pressed her lips against mine fervently. I placed my hand on the back of her neck, leading her mouth as it tangled with mine. After minutes of making out, she pulled away, panting. Y/N slid her hand down my torso and abruptly stopped at the band of my boxers. She removed her underwear and tossed it somewhere across the room. I was too befuddled to even grasp what was going on. Her smile hid so much mischief and trying to guess her next move hurt my brain, but she definitely knew how to make me feel better. Y/N compelled me onto my back by straddling me. I looked up at her; the light hit her just the right amount, she looked like a goddess on top of me. I assisted in the removal of her shirt, tossing it across the room like a fucking frisbee. I wanted her now. I grabbed her tits in my hands, a moan left her lips, making me hard.

“Fuck.” I whispered.

She agonizingly teased me by slowly grinding on me. I could feel how wet she was through the fabric of my briefs. Removing my hands from her tits, she placed my hands on her hips as she lowered my briefs exposing my dick. She was moving too slow for my liking, I groaned under her as she purposely teased me by rubbing my tip against her wet core then sliding herself on me, letting just the tip in then pulling back out. I was tired of her teasing me and when she went to do it again, I gripped her hips and slammed her down onto my cock.

“Shit.” she moaned as she titled her head back.

I watched her ride me like she was some kind of fucking miracle. The way she felt around me was pure bliss. She took her tits in her hands and squeezed them as she bounced on my cock. Her moans became louder and louder; she leaned back a little, placing her hands on my thighs. This gave me more control over her.

“G- George.” she gasped, “I’m gonna cum. Oh, fuck.”

I gripped her waist tightly and slammed her onto my dick harder and faster than before.

"Shit.” I breathed as I let my head fall back onto the pillow. I shut my eyes for a brief moment as I continued pounding her; her moans drove me insane.

I felt her contract around me, closing me in on my high. She let out a string of inaudible swear words as she placed her hands back onto my chest. Her small yelps and loud moans were brought to make me cum after her. Seconds after, I rubbed my face with my hands as I tried catching my breath. I looked up at her, she dropped next to me with her eyes fluttering shut. I let out a small laugh, she ‘fell asleep’ after a good fuck. I moved the hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. Grabbing the blanket, I tucked her in and brought it just under her chin. Stumbling out of bed, I turned off the light. The room became a dark void. I couldn’t see shit. I somehow managed to make my way back to the bed after tearing up the whole room in hopes to find the fucking mattress. I slid under the covers and laid my head on her shoulder. I yawned and kissed her forehead, “I love you.” I whispered.

“I love you.” she spoke in a quiet voice, “Maybe you won’t have another nightmare.”

“If I do, will provide the same treatment?” I chuckled.

“Go to sleep.” she giggled.

[Why I Love] - Chpt. 5

Negan x Addison 

[Summary: The night before Addison leaves the Sanctuary, Negan shows up drunk and asks her to stay] 

A/N: Can I just say thank you so so much for all the likes/reblogs. You guys are amazing. Sorry this is late, I’ve had a crazy week! 

Originally posted by may85

I stretched out my bare legs, nestling cozily against the sofa. Toby’s now back to his usual energized state, which meant a lot of running around for me. I drifted off to sleep, thinking about leaving for home tomorrow. I can’t wait to be in the comfort of my bed and to see everyone. I’ve been worried about how they’ve been doing while I was away. I heard the door shut, a large piece of wood fall to the floor, and heavy footsteps approach towards me. I immediately woke up in a daze thinking I imagined that noise until I noticed the dark figure in the shadows. I sat up straight watching the silhouette fumble around the room. He slowly made his way over to me, the almost burned out candle shining a small light on him. 

“Negan?” I whispered. 

“Holy shit! You scared the fuck out of me, woman!” He yelled, stumbling slightly backward. 

“Shhh!” I reached forward and grabbed his arm, pulling him down next to me. He leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes. I can smell the alcohol all over him. “Are you drunk?” 

Negan chuckled to himself, placing his fingers on his eyelids and giving it a squeeze. “Simon brought back some hooch from the hilltop, but I swear that goddamn shit was made of fucking poison” He slurred his words. 

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Watching “The Wedding” 1

Cait had everything ready for a cozy date night in front of the TV: wine, snacks, and clean blankets and pillows on the couch. Eddie stared at her from her perch on the window, prompting Cait to re-check her ensemble. Comfort was key. She had selected a simple pair of leggings and an oversize sweatshirt after emerging from a hot shower. Sam was coming over!, a usual occurrence, but tonight was special. She lit a candle, hoping it would set the mood for a romantic evening.

There was a knock on the door. She found Sam filling her doorway, handsome as always in sweats and a hoodie. A bottle of wine poked out of a paper bag under his arm.

“Hullo, mo leannan.”

She closed the door behind him before embracing him for a kiss. He was warm and smelled clean and faintly of Old Spice.

“Are you nervous?”, she teased.

“Aye, I dinna usually watch myself…you know.”

“It’s not a sex tape!”

“It’s pretty close! You were there!”

She giggled. “I was. I guess you’re right.”

They kissed again, Cait’s hands sliding down to squeeze his buttocks.

He murmured into her ear,“Do ye want to watch this later?”

Cait sighed, moving her hands to his lower back, “No, let’s watch it before we get distracted.”

They moved to the living room. Cait popped the DVD in the player while Sam uncorked a bottle of wine.

“I’m glad we’ve two for the night” indicating the additional bottle on the table, “I’ll need to be proper drunk for this.”

Cait turned, “I was thinking the same.”

He filled two glasses and waited for Cait to return to the sofa before raising his glass for a toast

“Je suit prest.”

Cait repeated after him “Je suis prest” correcting his French pronunciation. They smiled at each other as they knocked their glasses and took long gulps. Cait pressed “play” on the remote.

Dream vs Reality || Mark Tuan frat boy au

Originally posted by gots7

Reader (you) x Mark Tuan

Word Count: 1127

Genre: Humour and Fluff

Summary: Being in college, it’s hard to manage study and social life. One day, you’ve decided to go to a party and manage to bump into the boy of your dreams.

note: this is the very beginning so bare with me and it’s my first ever story.

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5  Chapter 6  Chapter 7  Chapter 8  Chapter 9


Today was not my day. I woke up late because my alarm didn’t work which meant I had twenty minutes to get to class. Without even thinking, I put on clothes that probably didn’t match, grabbed a banana and my bag, and then ran out the door. Let me just say that I was thirty seconds away from being late to my business class.

As for business class, I was put into a group to research about current economics and go into depth with different companies and their economic status. Instead of planning for the project, my group talked about the upcoming party that was tonight. And as a straight A student, I did all the planning myself. Even though it’s a group effort thing, I would rather get things done so I at least have time to watch Netflix.

About an hour later, I found myself sat in front of my friend and roommate Alex. Brunette, tall with legs that were made to walk down a runway, blue piercing eyes and a killer smile. Basically, she’s a model but, she doesn’t like to admit it. Alex calls herself “the fashion designer” or in which case, she’s majoring in fashion.

But the other job Alex has was getting me into her social life. Every month, there’s a new party at campus that’s thrown by these random people who don’t want to succeed in life. Alex, on the other hand, goes to the party alone. Which is why she tries to convince me to go to the parties. She knows parties aren’t my type but every time a party comes up, she always ends up begging on her knees.

“It’s the party of the year.” Alex smiled, but it looked forced. “Loud music, alcohol and cute guys.”

“Alex,” I said while grabbing her hands, “I. Am. Not. Going. End of story.”

“You always say that, (Y/N).” Alex whined as she threw her hands up in frustration. “Seriously, it’s not that big of a deal. When was the last time you’ve been to a party? Oh right… never.”

“Can you stop making my life sound so boring?” I sighed, taking a small sip from my cup.

“You watch Netflix. You cry every time you watch a sad movie. You sit on your bed like a little potato and basically glue your eyes to your computer screen. If that’s not depressing then I don’t know what is. (Y/N), you need to have a social life.” Alex said, leaning back on her chair and pushing her hair behind her ear.

To be honest, I do admire Alex for her determination. No one has given that much effort to make me go to a party. Plus, she did go alone to these parties because she has no other friends. Not a safe idea. Maybe if I went once, would she stop pestering me? I mean, the alcohol thing isn’t really my ideal drink. But cute guys, on the other hand, it’s an offer I’d like to take.

I would be lying if I said I haven’t dreamed of my perfect guy. A nice smile, tall, kind and caring, but also a man who can protect a girl. Maybe this was my chance to find the perfect guy.

“Fine, I’ll go.” I huffed out.

“Really?” Alex suddenly beamed, jumping slightly in her chair. I haven’t seen Alex this excited since she bought a Michael Kors bag. And that was six months ago.

“Yes, really. Might as well go and see what everyone has been fussing about.” I mumbled, taking another sip of my coffee.

“It’s going to be lit, (Y/N). The hottest guys are going to be there. Jinyoung, Yugyeom, Jaebu-”

“Wait,” I interrupted, “Jaebum?”

“Yes, him. I still remember that little crush you had during high school.” Alex teased, smiling at the memories where I used to gawk over Jaebum. He was considered the hottest jock in high school. Every girl had a crush on him, including me.

“I still can’t believe you remember those days.” Sighing to myself, as my hands covered my face. I was a complete fool in front of Jaebum. Tripped in front of him and dropped my books, accidently bumped into him and made him spill his lunch. It was embarrassing.

“It’s not like he’s going to remember you.” Alex stated. “I’ll make sure you’ll be a different person tonight which means I’m doing your hair and makeup.”

“Alright, whatever you say.” I said, grabbing my bag and coffee. “I’ll see you later, Alex. Gotta run.”

“Be home before seven, (Y/N). We have lots of work to do.” Alex yelled as I bolted out the door to my next class. I may have lost track of time and may be slightly late for my next class. What do I have to do to make it in time? Run.

Finishing my coffee quickly, I disposed it and sped walked to my next class because no running to class is a rule since elementary school. As I was near my class, I spotted Jackson waiting outside the classroom for me. He gave me a quick smile and waved. Before I could even smile back, I crashed into someone making us both fall to the ground.

“Fuck.” I cursed under my breath, quickly gathering my books. Standing up, I straighten my clothes, tucked my hair to my ear and was about to run off until hands grabbed my arm to stop me.

“Here.” the voice said, handing back my binder. I looked up and made eye contact with the person who crashed into me. His eyes were soft and his skin was as white as snow. The perfect outline of his face almost made me drool.

“Uh,” I stammered, “Thanks.”

“Next time, watch where you’re going.” He said harshly, giving me a kind smile before walking off. I didn’t know if I should be insulted or happy. It sounded like a threat but I didn’t care. His smile showing off his pearly white teeth was perfection. His voice was deep and hoarse, making my inners go wild. How could a person be so kind and rude at the same time?

“Uh, (Y/N), we’re late for class.” Jackson hissed, interrupting my thoughts.

“Who is he?” I asked, still in awe by the angel sent down from heaven.

“You don’t know him?” Jackson laughed, grabbing my arm and pulling me into the classroom. “That, my friend, is Mark Tuan.”

“Mark…” The name rolled of my tongue as I slowly developed a crush on the stranger who bumped into me. This urge inside of me wanted to see him again. Could he possibly be the guy I’ve dreamed of in class? I mean dreams can become reality… right?


ayeee hope you guys enjoyed that! i’ll update as soon as possible or whenever physics and chem can give me a break. ily and have a wonderful day :)

- admin

Word Count: 1171
Author’s Note: @from-kitten-to-kitsune requested “Jim/Reader where Jim discovers reader’s obsession with 1980s Earth music”, and once I found the google 80s singalong station tonight, I couldn’t help myself. Songs referenced: Kids In America (Kim Wilde), I Can’t Fight This Feelin’ Anymore (REO Speedwagon), Video Killed The Radio Star (The Buggles), Love Is A Battlefield (Pat Benatar), Footloose (Kenny Loggins), I Think We’re Alone Now (Tiffany). ALSO!! FIRST JIM IMAGINE!!!

“Bright lights the music gets faster. Look boy, don’t check on your watch, not another glance!” You bounced from foot to foot, arms in the air, swinging your hips, singing at the top of your lungs. There was no one else in the hangar and you were determined to enjoy making the repairs to the Galileo shuttle. Your PADD was cycling through your playlist and when the song came on, you knew it was time for a dance break. As the song ended, you realized you needed to take your new year’s resolution to be more active a little more seriously. You were damp with perspiration. You unzipped your coveralls, and tied the arms around your waist, thankful you’d been mindful enough to leave a tank top on under the thick canvas layer. The next song that came on was not as danceable, and you got back to work on fuel pump. It was soaking in a cleanser so you get the grime off and find out if it was a repair job or a replacement.

“That is not a regulation uniform, Y/N,” Scotty commented as he approached.

“I never wear my uniform when I’m doing mechanic work, Scotty, you know that,” you replied. “I was on par with Jim for wrecking uniforms until I switched to coveralls.”

“Aye, and my budget thanks you,” Scotty laughed. “I’m more worried about the bare arms and shoulders. If something falls, or leaks, or sprays, or explodes -”

“I get it. I’ll be careful, Scotty.” You cut him off with a promise. He sighed, knowing you were just trying to placate him.

“I won’t sign off on sick time if you get injured, lass. You’ll have to fight that with Bones and Jim all on your own,” he threatened.

“Copy that,” you nodded, and went back to the soaking pump. You scrubbed to the rhythm of REO Speedwagon, humming tunelessly. You held the scrub brush up like a microphone. “I’ve forgotten what I started fightin’ fooooooooor.” You heard footsteps on the other side of the shuttle and dropped the scrub brush back into the soak. The footsteps stopped as the song changed over. Your head started bopping again, forgetting that you might have company.

It didn’t take long for another of your favourites to come on, and soon you were dancing around beside the shuttle again, not paying attention to anything or anyone as you sang along. You nearly shrieked when a hand slipped into yours and pulled you close, changing the style of the dance, but not the carefree feeling of it. Whoever he was, he was holding you so close you hadn’t caught who it was, but from the command Gold and the warm scent of cinnamon, oranges and amber, you guess it was Jim. You pulled back and smiled in acknowledgement.

“I didn’t take you for a classical fan,” he laughed. You shook your head.

“Depends to what classics you’re referring,” you countered. “This is kind of my jam. I’m not too keen on anything earlier than 20th century though. I mean, unless I can’t sleep, and then me and Bach have a hot date.”

“You know, I could help you with the sleeplessness,” he winked. “Say, your playlist have any -”

“Everyone knows you love the Beastie Boys, sir. My playlist had Licensed to Ill before I was on the Enterprise,” you interrupted. “I like most of that decade.” The song changed over and you smiled.

“I think we studied this song in philosophy of war,” Jim teased.

“Love is a battlefield?” You laughed, and pulled out of his arms. “Sounds like most of your Academy experience, from what I’ve heard.”

“You wound me.” He grasped his chest for emphasis. You rolled your eyes.

“Don’t you have a starship to captain?” You arched an eyebrow.

“Y/N! So cold!” He doubled over.

“You’ll get over it, sir.” You winked and went back to work.

The repairs on the shuttle were taking longer than you’d anticipated. Parts that should have been simple repairs were either more complicated for no discernable reason, or needed outright replacement. You were finally through the fuel pump, but it had taken a couple of days. You were finally squaring away the last of the wiring to the shields after a long afternoon of fighting with them, and you needed a break. As you rose, you flipped a few songs forward, needing a dance party to loosen up. The opening riff of the song almost echoed in the empty hangar. The theme and rhythm invited you to stretch out and before long, you were bouncing along to the music again. Lost in the music, you didn’t see Scotty coming to warn you that Jim was headed down to inspect the shuttle, nor did you notice when he rolled his eyes and backed away, unwilling to disrupt you.

You found yourself back in Jim’s arms, the familiar scent of him enveloping you. “We keep meeting like this, at this same nightclub. I’m drawn to your high ponytail and dance moves,” he teased, a half-cocked grin on his face.

“And I think you’re that bad boy that everyone has warned me about?” You countered.

“Bad boy with a heart of gold. Just misunderstood,” he winked. You shook your head.

“I know your type, Jim Kirk. You’re one of those good time boys. Good one time, then you vanish,” you challenged. He laughed, a genuine, real, belly laugh, his head thrown back with amusement.

“I like you,” he admitted. “Probably more than I should. I might even find you interesting, with your weird outfits, and wrong side of the track background.”

“Wait, which trope are we playing here, Jim? Are you the bad boy, or am I the bad girl?” Your nose wrinkled in a confused smile. You reached for him, putting your hand on his arm, and suddenly, his smile wasn’t put on, or cheesy, and he wasn’t playing games.

“Join me for dinner in my quarters, Y/N.” His serious tone was a strange contrast against the background of the cheesy Tiffany track. You tilted your head to the side and took him in. He meant it. You nodded.

“I’ll need about an hour to get washed up, and changed,” you agreed. He nodded and turned to leave, but stopped, walked back to you, and pulled you back into his arms, kissing you before you even knew what he was after. You nearly went limp in his arms. “Oh, uh.”

“Dinner,” he nodded and cleared his throat before turning to leave again.

“So I take it you like the side pony?” You found your voice long enough to tease him again. He stopped, and turned back, staying where he was this time.

“I might tear your clothes off if you wear it,” he said, all seriousness. You gaped for a moment, uncertain what to say. He was halfway down the hangar when your voice returned.

“Did you like it on the left better, or the right?” You called.

Solace (Kol Mikaelson)

Imagine being only able to conceive children with your soulmate Kol

I walked down the long corridor of the hallways, refusing to meet anyone’s eyes. As a child I was cursed. If I met a certain person’s eyes, they would be my soulmate, and I could only have children with them. The thing is though is that I have no idea who it is. That decision is up to the spirits, so I keep my eyes diverted to the floor at all times.

I heard shouting, and quick footsteps, as if someone was running, so I immediately went to the wall. The year is 1764, and I live in the Mikaelson palace. I was born here, but I’ve never met any of the vampires. Us civilians aren’t allowed to leave, we’re simply bodies waiting to be drained, but there’s so many of us, it’s like our village.

“You can’t run from me!” a voice boomed, bouncing off the stone walls. Suddenly, I felt myself being grabbed and thrown to the ground. I collided with the floor, and I cried out. This isn’t normal. The men aren’t allowed to harm the women. I watched as a man ran away, and slow footsteps came my way. I pushed myself up, and scooted to the wall.

A pair of feet stood in front of me, and a hand was offered to me. I daintily grabbed it and was hauled to my feet. “Are you alright, darling?” an english voice said kindly.

“Yes, yes I am alright.” I said softly.

“I’m going to drain that bastard dry. That is one of our main rules. To not harm a woman.” the man said. I froze, and my heart began pounding in my chest.

“Look at me.” he demanded. I jumped slightly, and I felt jittery. That’s another rule. We have to obey them. I looked up at him, and our eyes met. The first eyes I’ve ever met.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

“Amity. I live in section 18.” I said, as I brushed hair out of my face.

“That is no place for a girl of such beauty.” he said in a lulling voice. 

“I was born here, but my mother says it’s better than where she is from. Some associate put her there.” I answered.

“Well, darling, I’ll be sure to have you moved into my personal quarters by tonight.” he said as he looped his arm through mine.

“Which brother are you?” I asked, as we walked down the hallway.

“I’m Kol.” he said, and I looked up at him in surprise.

“You have a reputation in my block, they say you are ruthless. A man with no boundaries.” I said.

“They’re not wrong, but darling, I’m only ruthless if they want me to be, or if they happen to say the wrong thing and cross a metaphorical line.” Kol told me.

“What if I cross a line?” I whispered, half afraid.

“You, Amity… I… I enjoy your company. That is why you are going straight to my quarters.” he said.

“No… I couldn’t. I have to care for my mother. The adults in my block say she has a case of madness. She needs constant supervision.” I said, opening up, which is something I have never done in my entire life.

“Very well. You go into your block, one last night. Pack your belongings, and find another simpleton to watch your mother. One last night in that forsaken sector.” he said, then in an instant he was gone. What have I gotten myself into?

I quickly walked down the hallway, into my block, and found my designated room that I share with my mother. She was sitting by the window looking at the setting sun.

“The spirits are talking.” she whispered.

“Mother it’s your insanity. And tonight is my last night in this block.” I said.

“No one ever gets moved.” she protested.

“Well I did. I ran into Kol, and he is one of the originals, he wants me to live in his quarters.” I said.

“Amity! You met his eyes! You’re doomed! You’re damned!” mother said, and quickly stood up.

“Mother, relax,. He’s a vampire. Meaning he is technically already dead, therefore he can not be my soul mater.” I said, shrugging her off.

“You’re wrong, you ignorant child!” she snapped, as she slapped me. Hard.

“Mother, you need to go to bed.” I said coldly. I sat her down, and ran off to my room. Mother is truly insane. I know I am cursed, but Kol is technically dead.

I packed my belongings quickly, it giving me something else to do. As soon as all of my belongings were packed, I laid in my bed, and for some reason, pain over took me. It felt like fire was burning through my veins, causing me to cry out.

I screamed and screamed, anything to drown the pain. My door opened quickly, and my mother had a horrified look on her face, as she rushed over. “Amity, hush. Amity!” she shouted. 

“Mama, it hurts.” I cried out. 

“I know child.” she said as she brushed my hair off of my clammy forehead.

“What’s happening to me?” I asked, trying to bite back the screams, but failing.

“You are away from your soul mate. The spirits were trying to warn me.” she said.

“Make it stop! Please make the pain stop!” I screamed as I writhed in my cot. It felt as if I was being burned alive.

“I can’t. The only way it will stop is if he is here, and you’re in his arms. Only then.” she said calmly. How is she so calm?

“Kol! Please!” I screamed in agony.

“I’m here.” The familiar voice said.

I turned my head, and there was my supposed soul mate. Kol rushed over, and placed his hand on my face, and just like that the pain went away, and in it’s place euphoria washed over me. There he is. My soul mate, the only person I can ever have children with. My soulless solace.

The Signs as Badlands Lyrics

Aries - I keep a close watch on this heart of mine; I keep my eyes wide open all the time // I Walk the Line

Taurus - I found myself reminded to keep you far away from me // Hurricane

Gemini - He could never love somebody’s daughter // New Americana

Cancer - You’re ripped at every edge, but you’re a masterpiece // Colors

Leo - I know you wanna go to heaven, but you’re human tonight // Young God

Virgo - Already choking on my pride, so there’s no use crying about it // Castle

Libra - I swear I hate you when you leave, but I like it anyway // Ghost

Scorpio - They know you walk like you’re a God; they can’t believe I made you weak // Strange Love

Sagittarius - I’ve got a lover, and I’m unforgiving; I’m such a fool to pay this price // Coming Down

Capricorn - You’re part of a machine; you are not a human being // Gasoline

Aquarius - All we do is think about the feelings that we hide // Drive

Pisces - Late December with my heart in my chest and the clouds of my breath // Roman Holiday

Dan x Reader - Soothing Your Anxiety Attacks

Tonight Dan and I went to a music festival where he was working at as a featured YouTuber. I was kind of nervous that my anxiety would be acting up, but everything was going pretty smoothly. We got to avoid lines and people were pretty cool. I got to watch some of favorite bands and found some new singers to check out when I got home. Right now, Dan was hosting something with some friends and I went to venture out by myself. I had a water bottle in my hand and went to see the different gigs.
“Yeah, I’m gonna go explore and walk around. Okay Dan?” I told my boyfriend, while he was too concentrated on interview questions. It’s okay, it’s his job, he should be nervous.
“What? Oh yeah, see you later babe, have fun.” Dan said kissing my forehead before looking at his producer again. Then he stopped and looked at me again while I began to walk away, “Wait? You’ll be okay right?” He graves my hand and squeezed it. I nodded giving him a peck on the cheek before letting my hand out of his grip.

I walked around the festival and found a band I knew slightly and listened to occasionally. They were kind of famous, so there was crowds of people and I kinda just stood there watching. Finally I found myself getting into the music along with crowd and felt myself relaxing. Eventually the set stopped and everyone began to leave in a rush. The crowds were hurriedly leaving and rushing to get to their destination. Then it hit me, they all have a destination. I don’t even know where to go after this. I’m all alone, I have nowhere else to go. I’m gonna be alone. I don’t even know where Dan is. It was beginning to be dark now too, the sun was almost finished setting. Oh no, what if I don’t see Dan and can’t find him. I’ll be all lost and alone. The fear began to come over and shut me in like four walls trapping me. I began walking around frantically, with strangers looking at me weird. Everyone was in a hurry, rushing all around me. I begin to become really claustrophobic. I can’t do this. I’m going to have a panic attack right now. The tears began to stream down out of my face now, no matter how hard I tried to hold them in. I walked out of the crowd and found myself aimlessly wandering, lost with my eyeshadow rubbing off to my cheekbones. What the hell was I meant to do? I grabbed my phone and instantly to call up Dan. I got forwarded, oh my gosh this is gonna be it. The walls began closing in on me again as my legs are weak and body is numb.

“Leave a message.” The voice said.
My voice began to break, “Dan please pick up. I–I don’t know where I am. I think I’m lost.” I said before hanging up wiping tears from my eyes. Okay, y/n take deep breathes. In and out. It’s okay. No it’s not. I’m gonna die. Anxiety continues to rush over me and I try to breathe. But I just can’t. I’m shaking below the knees, gulping. I look at my phone and it’s Dan. Finally.
“Dan?” I say wanting to scream, but I just speak meekly.
“y/n?” I hear loud noise on protruding on other end. “Where are you?” Dan shouts.
“I don’t know near the food and benches.” I look around feeling nervous as hell. “And I see tents in the distance to my left.”
“Okay hang tight I’m on my way.” He’s about to hang up the phone before I stop him as quickly as possible.
“Dan wait!” I say loudly into the phone.
“Can you please just stay on the phone with me?” I ask weakly.
“Of course.” Dan says calmly and just hearing his voice already makes me feel a little better.

I feel like screaming and just falling to the ground. But I know can’t. Dan’s coming soon, I just have to wait a little while longer. So instead of panicking I try to walk over to the benches and sit down with my knees hugged to my chest. I’m shaking hard now and my mascara is raging. I bury my face and begin to cry again. Dan tries to reassure me over the phone but honestly it’s not working. But I hear his breath and it’s good enough to calm mine down partially. The music is loud as hell and raging, the noise surrounds me, with panic tying me up like a perfect like bow. Why was this happening? I weep silently into my legs with my messy hair. Please just make this stop. I just want this to stop. Suddenly I see someone rushing to approach me. It’s Dan. I look up at him in tears running over to me.

“y/n!” Dan says running to me in a panic. His long arms grabs me instantly and I feel his warmth against my head.
“Dan…” I mange to choke out before he pulls into his chest and I stand up to hug and stabilize myself on his full body.
“Oh my god—are you okay?” Dan’s eyes look worried and scared, and his brown hair is slightly ruffled, probably because from running.
“Panic… Attack.” I say heavily.
I shake my head before falling into his arms, and he gently places me back on the bench. I just loose it once again and cry this time a littler louder.
“Oh y/n.” Dan says sadly.
“It’s just there was so much people and I was so scared because I was alone and I just— my anxiety was really…”
“Ssshhhh—shhh–shhh. It’s okay love, I’m here now.” Dan nodded with my face shoved into his chest. His long arm instantly wrapped around me as I lightly sobbed. He smelt so good, warm and comforting. He smelt like home. Where I’d loved to be right now. Where it’s quiet.
“I’m sorry Dan.” I crumble into his chest feeling awful that I probably took him away from his work to make come and find me. “You should’ve never had brought me.” I letting more tears fall more.
“No no no, don’t be silly. It was my fault for leaving you alone in such a big place without any idea of where you were. But you’re safe now.” Dan said wiping a tear and hair out of my face. I’m a mess. My face is a mess, body’s not much better after being in such a frantic state.
“I’ve got you y/n. Nothing bad is going to happen to you now.” His voice was soft and sweet, calming. He looked so worried, but I saw relief in his eyes the instant he saw that I was able to talk.
I’m wrapped in his arms now and nothing can happen to me now. Nothing can hurt me, nothing can scare me. I take a deep breath in and out. I don’t feel my anxiety rising anymore, and the panic has subsided.
“Let’s get back now.” Dan says after about 7 minutes of soft whispers and kisses. His hand is placed carefully on my waist and my hand hugs his wrist tightly.
“Thank you Dan. I love you.” I said as he just smiled at me before we kiss and I don’t feel a thing anymore, just comfort in knowing that Dan is here.
“You’re welcome, I’ll always be here for you. Don’t worry.” Dan whispered softly into my ear leading us back to the stage with his hand rubbing circles into my back.

My First Kiss at the Public Execution - 3

PART 1 - PART 2 - PART 4 - PART 5 - PART 6 - PART 7 - PART 8 - PART 9

a/n: aww yeeeee!! i hope you enjoy this! @beautifulramblingbrains @frecklefaceb@jaijacked@anditcametopass@dauntlessmetalmom@pathybo@mimigemrose@ag-delights@abfoster1s

Warning: just like heavy petting in this but still, NSFW

Eric X OFC // Divergent Trilogy

word count: 4,711

scars will heal
you shrug it off
except you don’t

The next morning as I walked into Eric’s office I kept my eyes closely trained on the toes of my boots. I didn’t lift my head until he read my assignment.

“Mott go rest, you’ve got night shift on the fence tonight starting at twenty-one-hundred hours,” he barked, shuffling his papers, “You will be shadowing Rachel Dios. You will be at the fence by nine o'clock to report to her and I will know if you are not there on time.” I nodded curtly in response, showing I understood before he dismissed each of use. When I returned to my dorm I tried to rest but found myself too excited about going out to the edge of the city. I hadn’t been to the fence since initiation but I’d loved standing there taking in the scenery.

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Love Child Part Two.

You can read one here.

“Not now Jai.” You whispered back just as harshly as all three kids looked on curiously at you and Jai. Jai looked back at the kids and found himself staring at his son.

“Alyssa can you take them back upstairs?”

“They wanted a snack.” Alyssa informed.

“Of course. There is plenty in the fridge or they can have some of what Lisa and I made earlier.”

All three kids found a stool to climb on to see what goodies they could eat. You glanced over at Jai and his face was hard as stone. It was as if he was frozen in place as he stared at his son. You could just imagine what his mind was going through.

“Mom I want some spring rolls.” Your son told you. Out the corner of your eyes, you saw Jai flinched when your son called you mom.

“Sure baby. Wait until Alyssa bring some plates for you, Lola and Nakola.” It seemed forever as Alyssa grabbed three plates and filled them with what the children requested. You and Jai were silent and just watched the children as they grabbed their plates and headed back upstairs. As if he was holding his breath the whole time Jai exhaled sharply as soon as the kids were out of sight and he turned his attention back to you.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Jai voiced raised at you.

“Jai, I had good reason-” Jai cut you off.

“What was it? What could it possibly be for you to hide something as important as my child from me?!” Jai walked up to you as his voiced raised even more at you to where he was almost shouting. You flinched at his massive figure towering over you as anger radiated throughout his whole body.

“I was thinking of your career. You could not be tied down with a child. You were just starting to get big roles. You would not have the time to be a father. I know acting is your passion and I was not going to be the reason if you had to give it up.” You tried to explain. Jai searched your face for a few moments and you both stared at each other. You were silent as you let what you explain to him process. Maybe you should have said something as you saw his beautiful blue eyes turn a stormy grey.

“Are you fucking kidding me!!” Jai was now screaming and you noticed his massive body trembling with anger. “That is the most bullshit I have ever heard in my life Y/N! You had no right to keep him from me!”

“Jai please calm down.” You told him as calmly as you could.

“Calm down! How the hell can I calm down after finding out that you kept me from my son?!” Jai yelled.

“Yo! Brother calm down.” You heard Jason’s voice enter the kitchen. You sighed with relief as Jason grabbed Jai’s arm and pulled him out of your personal space. Lisa rushed in the kitchen her face frowned with worry.

“So I guess he knows.” She whispered to you as she pulled you further away from Jai.

“I knew this was a bad idea.” You whispered back as your body started to tremble also from Jai’s reaction.

“He needed to know.” Lisa told you as Jason pulled Jai out the kitchen.

“You need to calm down Jai. The whole house heard you.” Jason told him as he motion for Jai to sit on the couch.

“Did you know?” Jai tried his best to calm himself down.

“They just recently told me when you and I first met. Trust me it was hard for me not to tell you but I promised my wife I would not tell you. I can’t imagine what you are feeling right now but you can’t yell at Y/N like you just did. I know you are angry at her but just put yourself in her shoes. She did what she thought was best at the time. Lisa told me it was very hard for her.”

“Hard for her?!” Jai had to stop his voice from rising again.

“Why don’t you concentrate on getting to know your son.” Jason suggested.

“Yeah…..you are right. I just don’t know if I could ever forgive her for this.”

“You will in due time. Let’s just take one step at a time. Get to know your son. He is a great kid.”

Jai nodded his head as he let out a long sigh.

“You think you are calm enough to talk to her and not yell?” Jason asked as he got up from the couch.

“Yeah.” Jai said as he also stood up to face you again in the kitchen.

“He is so angry Lisa. I have never seen him so angry before.” You said biting you nails as you paced back and forth in the kitchen.

“Y/N can you blame him?”

You shot Lisa a look.

“Who’s side are you on?” You asked angrily.

“Hey don’t get pissed at me. I have always told you to tell him. You made your bed and now you have to lie in it. He deserves to know his child. How can you deny little Jai from knowing his father? That is something I never understood with you. Y/N I love you very much and you know I would do anything for you but you are dead wrong in this situation.” Your best friend told you.

You sighed as you stopped pacing and slumped your back against the fridge defeated. She was right. Hell she was always right. That was one trait that irked you about your “twin”. You both looked up at the entryway of the kitchen as you heard Jai and Jason walk in.

“Is he calmed?” Lisa asked protective of her friend.

“Yes.” Jai answered as he looked at you. The anger was replaced with pain in his eyes and you felt as if a dagger stabbed you in the heart. How could you have hurt him so bad? How could you keep his son away from him for so long? How could you do this to someone you still loved after all these years?

“I’m sorry.” Was the first thing you said when Jason and Lisa left you two alone once again.

Jai let out an angry chuckle. “I’m afraid that does not even scratch the surface.”

“I know.” You looked down at your feet. “What’s done is done Jai. What do you want me to do?”

Jai walked up to you and you found yourself mesmerized by him as if he was not even real. After all the years that past here he was standing before you.

“You can start by letting me get to know my son.” As angry and in pain as Jai was he could not help but softly pull on several of your locs and twist it around his index finger. He had a son. A son with you, the woman he could never get out his system after you broke his heart.

“Don’t you want a DNA test? I’m sure your girlfriend and family would want you to have one just to be sure.” You tried to step away from him but he would not let you move.

“I knew as soon as I looked into his eyes he was mind. My God Y/N he looks so much like me I might as well gave birth to him.”

“I want you to have a test done for anyone who may question it.”

“If that is what you want then fine….but I want to spend time with him and tell him who I am.”

“Not tonight. It’s getting late and don’t you have to get back to your girlfriend.” You tried not to say the last sarcastically but it came out that way and Jai noticed it. A small smile played on his lips at your obvious jealously.

“Tomorrow then….you stay with Lisa and Jason?”

“No. I have a place not too far from here.”

“I need the address.” Jai stated as he leaned in closer to you. Your breath start to quicken as the father of your child pressed himself against you.

“Jai what are you doing?” You whispered as he pushed your locs behind your ear, leaned in and lightly grazed your earlobe with his lips.

“Is this still one of your spots? I have not forgotten what turns you on.” Jai said in your ear just before nipping your earlobe.

“Jai please don’t.” You almost let out a moan.

“I see it still is.” Jai nipped your ear one more time before pulling away from you. “Give me your address.”

Jai now allowed you to move from the fridge and get a pen and paper. You wrote your address, phone number down, and handed it to him.

“Noon tomorrow good?”


“I want to say goodnight to him.”

You called for Alyssa to bring little Jai down.

“How was the spring rolls little man?” You asked your son as he carefully walked down the stairs.

“How old is he?” Jai asked you as he watched his son come down the stairs.

“Four and a half.”

“They were good mom.”

“Mr. Jai wants to say goodnight.” You told your son as he reached the bottom of the stairs. “He is also going to come over tomorrow to see you.”

Little Jai smiled at his father. “Is it because we have the same name?” Your son inquired.

“That’s one reason.” Jai told him as he picked him up. “It’s so nice to meet you Jai. You sleep good tonight and I will see you tomorrow and we can do something fun together.”

“Ok.” Little Jai said excitedly. Jai reluctantly let his son down and watched as he walked back upstairs. Jai looked at you and his eyes were red and misty.

“He is beautiful.” He told you. You nodded in agreement. “I better go before I get angry at you again.”

You had nothing to say in defense. He most likely will be angry with you off and on for a long time as he gets to know his son.

Jai sat in his car and stared at his house. He needed to get himself together emotionally before he went in. As he was driving home, he could not help but cry in anger at you. As tears fell down his cheeks he thought of all the years he missed out on his son’s life. If he had knew about his son he would have been there every step of the way. People have careers and children all the time so your excuse angered him even more. Jai wiped his face with his hand as he watch his front door open and his girlfriend step out waiting for him to get out the car. How was he going to tell her he found out tonight that he was a father? How was he going to tell her that in the last couple of hours his feelings for her had completely shifted? Jai sighed as he got out the car. It was going to be a long night.

Part three (the last part…I am vowing to myself) will be up soon.

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Wow..! I don’t think I’ve actually posted anything on Tumblr directly but I just had an amazing time tonight so here I go. 😁

 *** First ever SHINEE WORLD V experience ***

So I’ve gone to the free concert before that was held here in LA. I remember having such a great time seeing other groups but as a Shawol, I really wanted to be able to at least experience once their very own concert.

Tonight was that night! I’ve been so excited ever since I found out about it! I thought about going but I was hesitating a little cause I wanted to at least go with one person. The crazy thing is that I’ve actually been trying to go do different things by myself. I’ve watched movies by myself so I said why not.

Going to the event, I was very scared. I didn’t know what to do. I’ve never been to a concert before. I wasn’t sure how things go.

I just went to the line, (pretending I was waiting for someone 😆) I was also trying to hide my excitement. I was even planning I  not screaming at all and if I did, it would be for my amazing Onew 😍

When I got in, I instantly had a different feeling. I became a little more excited! I was like, “This is it. No more backing out. I’m in! I don’t know what’s gonna happen but I’ll just try to have fun!”

Since I was by myself, I had no clue who would be sitting next to me, although I had no problem with that. 😊

When almost everybody’s in, I felt a lot more excited! Throughout the waiting time inside, they’re playing their songs. It was very much amazing when the song “Tell me what to do” played, everyone was screaming. As I mentioned, it’s my first time so I thought it was starting already but it wasn’t. Tricked me.. but it was awesome though!

The whole concert was amazing! I loved every bits and pieces of it. The audience participation was great! Everybody singing along and cheering them inn as they preform. And with that, I screamed my lungs out  (not just for Onew), was dancing with them and laughing. We were on FIRE!!

They’re great performers and MC’s. I loved how Key said, “This is real. You’re not watching this on YouTube.” MAAAAAANNN!!! It felt like he was talking directly at me! I usually would just watch them I  YouTube!

I also loved how they sang some old stuff, like"Ring Ding Dong", “Lucifer” and “Julliette”. Even the newer ones like “View” and “1 of 1”.

They gave it their all!!! Taemin was on fire when he performed his song! I could tell they gave all their energy because they were put of breath even on the first song. Also, I loved their expression because it shows how much they enjoy performing with each other and for their fans.

I’m so proud of Shinee and how much they truly shined 💎❤💓💕💖💗💝💞

After this experience, I really hope to see them back! I would love I will be waiting for your guys come back here in LA. Please let it be soon!!!

Did I mention that I LOVE SHINEE??!!?? 😍😍😍😍😍 Saranghae~

For you, Jonghyun 😘 hope you loved the banners for your early birthday with us!

Now I want some In-N-Out. And I really need to watch La La Land and Power Rangers because of Key.

Minho and Taemin!! You guys did amazing with your english!!!

And Onew, as per usual, you always blow me away with your angelic voice. I wish I can listen to it live everyday. And those notes… maaann!!!

Fantastic job everyone! I absolutely didn’t want it to end but I’m so glad I went to a Shinee concert as my first concert by myself ever!

* sorry if I’m just rambling here. I’m writing this right after I got home from the concert and before I go to bed. I will only have, probably, 4 hours of sleep. 😅😪 and also for the pics.. I wanted to take as much pics as possible but I was so into it 😅

** I forgot to mention, since it was my first time, I didn’t get to buy the merch… so if anyone knows how to get them, please let me know!!! Also, I’m on a budget 😅
My son told me he was a serial killer. I believe him.

People look at me strange when I tell them that I have an eighteen year old son. I’m thirty-three. When James and I go out it isn’t uncommon for people to ask if he is my little brother. He could easily pass for being in his twenties, and so could I. The past eighteen years haven’t been without their trials, but I like to think I did the best I could given the situation. During my freshman year of high school I knocked up my girlfriend. Her parents were going to put the baby up for adoption but my mom stepped in and helped me get custody.

My son is a straight-A student. He is a point guard for the school basketball team. I scrounged together enough money to get him a halfway decent car. He’s popular in all the ways I wasn’t. By the time I was his age I had a two-year old son, a GED and a job at the local Pella factory. We live in a two-bedroom apartment duplex a few blocks from his high school. He does his homework without much prompting and spends his downtime with friends or in the living room kicking my ass at Call of Duty.

At one point I thought he might be gay. I wouldn’t have cared, but I thought it was weird that a boy his age had never had a girlfriend. I asked him about it and he smiled saying,

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anonymous asked:

I'm a portland fan and I found myself tonight accidentally yelling 'c'mon Poliana, nice Daly, good job Lydia, leave andressa alone!' 🤦🏻‍♀️ I really gotta stop watching all their bts content its making me love them too much. SMH

poor andressa by this rate she might steal the most foul player award from Tymrak

lockedinmybody  asked:

i'll be honest, when the whole robert cheating on aaron with rebecca thing started up again, i was annoyed. but, i thought i'd just ignore those bits and kind of keep rooting for robron and for them making up and becoming happy. with what they've done today, they've fully lost me. when the show you love forces you to mentally cut down a half hour episode to two and half minutes of stuff you like and stuff that makes sense, you've done something wrong.

i kind of feel the same right now. i can’t help but still root for them because i’ve loved them from the moment they first shared a scene, but i found tonight really upsetting to watch and it made me feel a bit ill, so i don’t really see myself religiously watching ed for the next while.

i’m sure they’ll pull me back in, but honestly i feel like i’ve been on a rollercoaster since the wedding and i need it all to slow down and give me time to regain control of my sanity lol

The Bait

Requested by anon: Dean x reader are at a club working a case. Reader flaunts herself in order to find the monster, and Dean gets jealous. Smut ensues. Enjoy! XOXO

Word Count: 1980

Warning: Smut

“Oh, come on,” you pleaded, leaning close to Dean’s ear so he could hear you over the loud music in the club. “Dance with me. Isn’t that why you brought me instead of Sam?” Dean was lounging on a stool at the bar, long legs stretched out in front of him, and you moved to stand between them, putting your hands on his shoulders.

“I needed you because, whatever this thing is, it seems to be targeting pretty girls who act…available. Dancing with me isn’t going to send the message that you’re looking to party. Plus, I don’t dance.”

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Thats My Little Sister (part 2)

Originally posted by teenwolfobsessed

Requested: no/yes

Writer: Athena 

About: your Scotts little sister (part one) (part 3)

Warnings: Swearing, smutish, rated r whatever idk if your 9 don’t read? lol 

(A/n: idk how to even describe this its like really cute  but i keep teasing because i’m mean i wanted to make this a natural as possible lol idk what i’m even talking about ill stop teasing in part 3 you’ll see. I just wanted to develop my characters a lil bit)

I walked through my front door making my way to my room to finish this school project in English about a mythical creature, I decided to pick banshee because on of one my best friends was one, I thought I’d represent. I was just finishing up on writing when Scott bust through my door looking around my room looking mad at something I didn’t do. I just looked over at him with a questioning look. 

“Are you looking for something, or are you just going crazy?” I said looking at him questionably

 “Just making sure that there is no one in here.” he said walking up to my closet pulling it open.

 “Got ya!” he yelled into my empty closet. 

“You want to check out the window too.” I said sarcastically motioning to the window. 

“No, its just i cant even stand the though of a guy touching my baby sister, ANYWHERE,” he said have a look of fear and disgust on his face.

 “Well ,now you know how Kira’s dad feels,” I said sarcastically, he just sighed walking out of my room.

 “I wont get pregnant!” I yelled over my shoulder 

 “Not helping the situation,” he yelled back. 

~Later That Evening~

“Hey, (Y/N)! i’m going out tonight with Kira, mom will be late tonight!” Scott yelled as he walked out the door before I could even respond. 

“Uh, okay,” I said mostly to myself before walking back to my room from where I was at the top of the stairs. I was watching one of my favorite movies when I heard my phone ringing, it was Stiles i slid my finger across the screen to answer it. 

“Hey baby,” he said into the phone

 “Hi, Stiles,” 

“Do.. you, um, want to come over?” he asked in a raspy voice which I found extremely sexy, i rolled over onto my back from where i was on my bed. 

“Yes, I do, when should i come over?” I asked sitting up

 “um.. now is good.” I could here the stupid smirk in his tone.

 “Did you just wake up?” I asked

“Yeah, why?” he asked sounding curious. 

“Nothing you just sound really sexy.” I said smirking into the phone.

 “Just get your cute ass over here.” I  laughed  “Okay i’ll be there in ten.” I said hanging up throwing on my sweats and heading out the door to my car.

 Ten minutes later I was pulling into Stiles driveway walking up to his door knocking. Stiles dad opened the door. 

“Hey, Sheriff,” I said walking in

 “Hi (Y/N), i’m headed to a night shift tell Stiles i’m leaving, okay.” He smiled at me.

 “Yeah I’ll tell him, be safe” I said making my way up the stairs. 

“BOO!” I yelled as rounded the corner into his room. I saw him jump as he was getting dressed.

 “What the hell!” he yelled, he was topless at the moment, holding the shirt to his chest looking scared.

 “Sorry baby,” I said laughing putting my bag down next to his bed.

“Yeah, whatever.” he said rolling his eyes pulling the shirt over his head.

 “Oh yeah, your dad is taking a night shift he told me to tell you.” 

“Okay,” he said as I made my way over to him wrapping my arms around his waist putting my head on his chest. 

“I missed you, its been so annoying Scott is all over me and checks on me like every five seconds,” I pouted 

“I know baby, but he’s just worried about you,” he said wrapping his arms around my shoulders pulling me closer to him. 

After a few moments like that, I pulled away walking over to his dresser looking for a shirt to put on.

 “Well, i would be worried too, if i were him.” I glanced over at him as he looking up at me from where he was sitting on his bed.

 “Why do you say that?” he said furrowing his eyebrows. 

“Because I want to fuck your brains out,” I said mater of factly turning around looking at him straight in the eyes. 

He just shook his head. “God, your a naughty little girl,” (GIF) he took a deep breath just staring at me with lust in his eyes. 

“Come here,” I bit my lip walking up to him standing right in front of his knees. 

“Yes?” I asked

“Why do you say such naughty things to me?” He said pulling me down onto his lap. 

“I don’t know,” I said running my hands through his soft hair.

 “On a serious note.” he said looking up at me while I was still playing with his hair.

 “Yeah,” I said still not looking into his eyes just playing with his hair. 

“Do you say those because i’m older than you and you think you need to say those things?” he asked grabbing my chin making me look at him. 

It was silent for a moment.

“Do you?” he asked again in a harsher tone.

 I shrugged placing my head on his shoulder. “Your kinda killing the mood Stiles,” I said into the crook of his neck.

 “Can you just answer my question please.” he pleaded 

“I did” I said my head still in the crook of his neck, I could feel him shake his head but all he did was lift my head up making me look into his eyes, giving me a sweet kiss pulling me closer to him by my waist deepening the kiss. I started grinding my hips on his making him moan into our kiss he pulled away slightly.

 “Your so beautiful” he whispered centimeters away from my lips. I smiled pecking his lips. 

“Thanks” I smiled leaning back in giving him a passionate kiss tangling my hands in his hair, he broke our kiss pushing me up the bed.

 “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked I just nodded my head in agreement after I did so he pulled down the grey fabric of my sweat pants leaving me in just my shirt and panties. 

His hands made there way up under my shirt.

 “No bra, you are a naughty little girl.” he practically growled as he pulled my shirt over my head tossing it off the bed leaving my breasts exposed. 

He just let out a low moan leaning down kissing me, he made his way down my body stopping when he got to my panty line. To say the least i was a nervous wreck and i think Stiles could tell, I wasn’t as confident as i seemed. He looked up at me running his hands up and down my thighs. 

“Baby, whats wrong.” He asked worry evident in his tone.

 “Nothing,” I said moving my hands to cover my breasts feeling to exposed. 

“Its just i’ve never done anything more that what we have already done, I know I make it seem like it with what i say but really you were only my second kiss.”  I said at a fast pace. “Can I put a shirt back on?” I said shifting uncomfortably. 

“Yeah, of course,” he said getting up off the bed grabbing one of his t-shirts from his dresser handing it to me, I pulled it over my head as Stiles came and sat next to me grabbing my hand.

 “I’m sorry.” I said playing with his hand. 

“Why are you sorry?” he asked

 “I don’t know i just feel like i’m being a tease.” I said sorry in my tone.

“No babe, its okay and i know you haven’t done everything. I wouldn’t make you do anything you don’t want to do.” He smiled sweetly.

 “I know you wouldn’t” I said standing up from my spot on the bed making my way over to my pants that were on the floor putting them back on. 

“Do you want to spend the night?” I smiled at the thought.

 “Tomorrows Monday, also Scott would murder me.” 

Stiles was about to say something but was cut off by my phone ringing. “Speak of the devil.” I said showing Stiles my phone screen, answering it Scott spoke first.

 “Where are you?” I sighed knowing he would blow up. 

“Im at Stiles why?” I questioned 

“WHat!?” he asked sounding like I killed his dog. 

“I’m at Stiles,” I stated again.

“Yes, I heard you,” he said 

“Get home, right know,” he said in a threading tone.

  “Okay,” I said hanging up the phone.

 “What was that about?” Stiles asked 

“I’ve got to go, he’s really mad for some reason.” I shrugged 

 “Okay, um just text me when you get home,” he said standing up pecking my lips. 

“I Love You.” I heard him whisper when I left his room, I don’t think he released that i had heard him.

 “I love you too,” I whispered as I make my way down the stairs and to my car.

~At your house~ 

I opened the door to my house. 

“Scott?!” I yelled looking around for him.

 “Come here” I heard the firm tone from the living room making my head turn quickly. As I entered the room I saw it was him and Kira on th couch. 

“Are you serious right now?” I asked dropping my bag on the couch. 

“Deadly.” he said with a angry expression on his face.

 “Whats this even about?” I asked 

“You and Stiles.” He stated like it was obvious to me.

“Are you fucking serious!” I yelled 

“YES IM SERIOUS” he yelled back at me his eyes turning bright red.

 “Scott” Kira said grabbing his arm as I took a few steps back away from him.

 “Did you two have sex, (Y/N)” he asked I just rolled my eyes crossing my arms. 

“Why are you so admin about this, why do you need to know I don’t ask when you and Kira have sex so why are you so on my case about it?” I said in a angry tone.

 “It’s different.” he said in a firm voice.

 “how? how is it different Scott?” I asked fuming with anger.

“Because he would be taking my baby sisters innocence.” he huffed


 “(Y/N)” he protested.

“Fuck off Scott,” I said making my way up the stairs slamming the door.

(Part 3?? jk i know you want more already on it.)

Lucky charm (Calum Hood)

Requested : Yes

Can you do a calum or ash boxer smut please. Love your blog 😍

Rating : R

Word count : 2K+

Story line : Boxer!Calum

I was sat on the couch with a glass of water, patiently waiting for Calum to come home when I heard the door slam. I frowned as I looked at the clock; he never came back this early after a fight. My heart started to pound in my chest as I thought that it might not be him; but I relaxed as he came barging in and angrily threw his sport bag on the floor.

My mouth twisted as I realized that he had lost; which hadn’t happened in a very long time… In fact, I didn’t remember it ever happening since we’d started dating. Calum had insisted I didn’t come to this match, he said that his opponent was one of the toughest and he didn’t want to be distracted. It was the first fight I didn’t attend and I made sure to let him know just how mad I was before he left.

I gave him the silent treatment; I refused to give him a kiss when he left and I told him that he was going to sleep on the couch no matter how the fight would go. The more I worried while he was gone, the madder I got and I was now to my maximum.

I turned back to the TV screen and completely ignored him as he kept fuming and took a bottle of beer out of the fridge. He stood by the sofa as he sipped on it and I could feel his eyes on me but I didn’t turn my head to him.

“Fucking hell!” he spat through gritted teeth as he loudly slammed his empty bottle on the coffee table in front of me, making me jump in surprise.

I turned to him and he gave me a dark look before walking toward our bedroom. I stood up and followed him before stopping in the doorway as I watched him rummage through his closet as he found a clean boxer and walked toward the bathroom.

“I just want to remind you that you’re not sleeping in here tonight” I angrily let out and he stopped dead in his track as I saw his back tense.

“If I were you I’d give me a fucking break right now” he harshly answered as he slammed the door to the bathroom and started to take a shower.

I stripped myself to my underwear and lied on top of the cover as I closed my eyes and tried to empty my brain. I heard the bathroom door open and I waited for his footsteps but I didn’t hear anything. I turned around and saw him leaning against the doorframe with only a towel around his waist.

“Baby…” he started and I gave him a death glare as I noticed him looking me up and down. “Okay, I’m sorry and I swear we’ll talk about it tomorrow but I’m really, really frustrated right now and-” he started as he made his way to the bed and started crawling over it.

“Yeah we’ll talk about it tomorrow… Get out of this room” I ordered as I held my hands in front of me to prevent him from getting closer.

“Come on, baby… I really want you” he murmured as he gently wrapped his hands around my wrists and got closer; “you always say post-fight sex is the best and we’ve never done it after a defeat” he seductively whispered and my eyes traveled to his glistening chest as I bit down on my bottom lip.

“So you want to have sex with me even though you know I’m mad at you?” I weakly asked as I knew that was my ultimate weapon.

He immediately stilled and rolled over on the bed to lie beside me.

“No, no, you’re right” he said and he placed a hand on my waist before pushing me on top of him. “Let’s talk then” he said as he smiled at me.

I placed my hands on his chest as his went to the back of my thighs and the only things separating us were my panties and his towel. I had a full view on his toned chest and I could feel heat radiating from his skin as he looked up at me and waited for me to speak.

“Okay huh… I was mad at you” I stated and a small smirk appeared on his face as he raised an eyebrow at me.

“Was?” he said as he started running the tip of his fingers up and down my thighs.

“No, am! Am! I am mad at you” I corrected as I bit down on my bottom lip and tried to clear my mind of all the dirty thoughts that were running through it.

“Are you?” he whispered as he shifted under me and lifted his hips from the bed.

“Promise me we’ll talk tomorrow” I murmured as I leaned in and brushed my lips over his.

“Hmm now you want me” he teased as he inched his hands up to my backside.

“God, you’re annoying” I said as I crashed my lips on his.

He didn’t waste any time and rolled us over so that he was on top of me. His hands were all over the place; on my sides; on my hips, trailing over my legs and then behind my back to unclasp my bra.

“Why did you have to shower?” I asked as I tangled my fingers in his wet hair and arched my back from the bed.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be sweating again by round two” he replied as he kissed down my neck and attached his lips to one of my nipples.

I trailed my hands down his chest and to his hips as I grabbed the towel and yanked it off his body. He was already semi-hard and I immediately wrapped my hand around his hardening member as he sucked on my sensitive nub.

“I wouldn’t have lost if you had been there” he hissed and I let out a little moan as he gently bit down on my nipple. “I… I’m so stupid, god, I… That man from the club kept saying that I was so whipped and that I wouldn’t even fight properly if you weren’t here and I wanted to prove him wrong… That’s why I didn’t want you to come” he confessed and I could hear guilt in his voice. 

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