i got an opportunity to take selfies and i took it

fake dating! zimbits

It was only by a stroke of luck that Jack happened to look at his phone just as he exits the lecture hall. The group chat was blowing up – the group chat was always blowing up these days – but the lack of all-caps or exclamation marks caught his attention right away.

Eric Bittle: Guys, I wouldn’t ask this of y’all if I really didn’t need this, but I have to ask a HUGE favor of one of you.

Shitty Knight: brah are you dying

Justin Oluransi: You can have my kidney, Bits.

Adam Birkholtz: u aren’t gonna save that for me just in CASE, JUSTIN?

Larissa Duan: shit, bitty, r u ok

Eric Bittle: Um, yeah, mostly, I just…..need someone to pretend to be my boyfriend.

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Misdialed Call (Part Four)

Summary: After an overall bad day, you call your best friend to rant and to vent. But when you accidentally misdial, you end up talking to a complete stranger. What you don’t know is that this stranger may not be a stranger at all. He may even be the world’s first superhero.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Words: 938

Previous Part: Part Three

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain

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Okay, so here’s a recollection of the best day of my fandom life? #ECCC

I’m usually just here to make short, dumb, spazzy comments, so bear with me, because this will probably be long. However, I’ll try not to be too repetitive and remember the interesting parts. ;) Apologies if the pics are effing huge. I don’t do this posting thing - ever. hahah

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Somebody Else Pt 4

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3 Pt 5

Genre: Smut, Angst, college AU

Pairing: Jungkook x reader x Taehyung

Summary: You had met Jungkook on a summer day at the age of 10,  at 12 you became best friends,  at 14 you had your first kiss,  at 15 you fell in love and at 16 you made love. You’ve never really knew what heartbreak was until at the age of 18 he broke your heart.

Inspired by Somebody else by the 1975.

A/N: Sorry if i have grammar mistakes, English is not my first language.

I wasn’t gonna post this today but here it is :)


You didn’t hear his almost inaudible whisper as he stroked your hair, hugging you closer to him “What am I going to do with you? You make me crazy”. You looked up to him, his strands of blonde hair matted in sweat pushed back. “That was amazing” you whispered.

“I know right? I was made for this” he cockily grinned. “Oh my god you are such a tease” you hit his chest and he grabs your hands as he places his finger against your lips. ”But I know you love it”. He says before he sucks your bottom lip into his mouth.


A week went by and all you could think about was Taehyung, his kisses, his very touch, his beautiful laughter, his silly way of being… he was the calm after the storm. But you couldn’t stop Jungkook’s name from crossing your mind at least once a day. Since the fight he had sent you dozens of texts, he even called you. But you had ignored each one of them. You had decided with Taehyung that you would keep your “relationship” secret for a while until you were ready to tell Jungkook. You really didn’t know what to tell Jungkook; “I like one of your best friends and I want to try to have a relationship with him?” You knew that wouldn’t work, you knew that the moment you would see Jungkook, the name Taehyung would disappear from your head. You knew that the moment you tried to leave Jungkook he would follow you and absorb you again, so strong was your attachment to him, so strong the name of Jeon Jungkook was buried in your heart.

A nocked sounded at your front door and you hurried to get out of the couch to open it,

You looked through the peephole of the door to meet a young man with blond hair, you smiled to yourself before opening the door with a smile on your face. “What are you doing here?” You asked.

Taehyung stood in front of the now open door with his characteristic grin. “I just wanted to see you” he replied; entering to your house with a long step to shorten the distance of your bodies. He cupped your cheeks in both of his hands and gently pressed his pink lips against yours. A feeling of calmness running through you right away; It was always like that with Taehyung, he managed to generate that effect in people; Tranquility.

You closed the door by pushing him against it, melting in the kiss deeper. If you were thinking about Jungkook just moments ago; that name was now in the depths of your head.

Taehyung was the first to separate his lips for air. “someone is anxious?” He chuckled softly. “Yah! You appeared out of nowhere in my apartment” you said blushing. "Speaking of which, what are you doing here seriously?”

“You didn’t want to see me?” He asked frowning, pretending to be hurt. “Firstly I really wanted to see you and … secondly there’s a party at Jackson’s tomorrow, you should go …” he said as he walked towards the sofa to sit on.

“Uh oh Jungkook will surely be there Tae, I’m not ready yet” Saying the name of your ex aloud still was hard and more with the man who was in front of you at the moment.

“Listen… I know Jungkook will be there, but this is an opportunity to show him that you are more than an object with which he can play and then throw away.” He stopped and then continued. “I’m not telling you to tell Jungkook about … our relationship” The last word came out in a sigh, the way he said it made you feel bad, you knew that Tae wanted to be with you officially, wanted to show everyone how happy he could make you, but it was not yet the time when Jungkook still fluttered in your mind. “Just go, take Minah with you, have some fun,” He finished smiling, giving you security.

“You’re right, I could have some fun after all…” you agreed with Taehyung that leaving your house wouldn’t do you so bad, you could always leave the party if you felt uncomfortable. “If you want to leave just send me a text and we’ll leave together, what do you think?” He said in a seductive voice, intending to continue what had happened a few minutes ago between you two.

That ended up convincing you; you had Minah and Tae if something went wrong. Maybe you wouldn’t even see Jungkook with the number of people who used to attend the parties of Jackson.

The reality was that Taehyung was everything you wanted to have after Jungkook broke up with you, someone who was there for you, who would listen to you, who would talk to you, distract you from the horrible thoughts that inhabited your mind. Since the black-haired young man left you, the only thing you could think of was that you weren’t good enough, beautiful enough or intelligent enough and that’s why he left you. You couldn’t help thinking that there was something wrong with you, that you had done something mistakenly, you still didn’t understand very well how fate had made you cross with a person as wonderful as Kim Taehyung, and how he had accepted you with his arms open even knowing how broken you were. There was more of Kim Taehyung than you knew.

Tae’s deep voice brought you back to the real world. “What are you thinking?” He asked and you looked at him in surprise. The question shocked you a little, pushing the thought to the back of your mind, hiding them, with your best smile you answered; “I was just thinking about what to wear tomorrow,” you lied.

“Ah, I do not care what you wear as long as you take it off for me.” He grinned and winked at you as you rolled your eyes at the comment but you couldn’t help but smile.

“Are you thinking about impure things already? What a slutty woman.”

“YAH! What are you saying!? You’re the one who was talking about taking off my clothes!” You replied by throwing yourself to him and hitting him on the chest with both hands.

Suddenly he grabbed you gently but strongly enough for you to not be able to move and turned you around, locking you on the couch with his legs “Or … you can take off your clothes now, I wouldn’t mind,” he said before kissing you roughly.

Here we go again.


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A Far Away Infinity

I actually am posting this when I said I was going to! A miracle. And another million thank yous for all the love for this story! It makes me write faster ;) Enjoy and let me know what you think! Also look who got fancy with a picture.

Part 1

Part 2  // Sometimes You Have to Grin and Bare it //

“So, how’s Frank?” Jamie asked, kicking a random stone off to the side and into the grass. 

The park they were walking through was busy with kids out of school running around and playing in the hills. The clouds had lifted and the lake they were walking around glistened under the attention.

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Studio Nights | Yoongi Smut

Masterlist

Member: Min Yoongi

Genre: Smut | Fluff |

Length: 6k

Synopsis: A call in the middle of the night, a needy plea and a pet name that made you surrender to Yoongi’s sudden craving.

Originally posted by minsecretsoul

A ring in the middle of the night.

‘My phone, fuck. I should have turned it off’.

It was the first night that week you had managed to go to bed early and get some real rest. Nights were unbearably hot that summer. The sheets stuck to your body as you struggled to reach the night table, where the phone was still ringing and buzzing frantically.  It took you a couple of seconds to adapt your eyes to the brightness coming from the screen, but you still could see his name clearly.

Yoongi.

You checked the time. It was 4 a.m. and he was calling you. Terror lumped in your throat as you took the call and incoherently tried to blurt out the words that stubbornly refused to abandon your mouth.

‘Yoongi, are you okay?’ You got no response, only a silent line and his quiet breathing at the other side of it. He is okay. Worry was quickly replaced by anger, the anger of being woken up just for him to play with you. ‘Yoongi, if this is you being bored I swear to God…’

‘Baby…’ His voice was honeyed, and it was followed by a gruff purr that dissipated your childish tantrum in a second. ‘I need you.’

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Auston Matthews - One Big Happy Family

“Hiii! Could you please do an Auston Matthews pregnancy imagine. Thaaaank you” - @jessicaa1994

Okay I got really into this and I hope you like it!

Word count: 1342
Warnings: none.
it’s basically all fluff.

_X_ • _X_ • _X_ • _X_ • _X_ • _X_ • _X_ • _X_

Being in a doctor’s office always made you nervous. Your period was very irregular and you wanted to see what you could do about it. The last thing you expected to hear was that you are already three months pregnant. It wasn’t unusual for you to go a couple months without your period so you didn’t think anything of it.
“We’re going to transfer you to a different room so we can do an ultrasound.” The doctor said.
“Can I call my boyfriend first? I think he should be here for this.” You say, still shocked at the events that have unfolded within this doctor’s visit.
The phone rang twice before he answered.
“Hey, babe. How did the check-up go?”
“Uhm, you need to come to the hospital. There’s news you need to be here for.”
“I’m on my way.”

He was there within 5 minutes. You were barely getting set up in your new room when he appeared in the doorway. The floor specialty and the equipment in the room was a dead giveaway of what the news could be.
“Hey,” he said, out of breath.
“Hey,” you smiled at him. He stood beside your bed and gave you a kiss.

Once the image of the baby appeared on the screen, Auston began to cry.
“We’re really having a baby.” He said, wiping away his tears. He was holding your hand and squeezing it.
The doctor left you two to talk.
“I had no idea or I would’ve taken a test sooner.” You tell him.
“It doesn’t even matter. I’m just so happy that it’s happening.” He smiled down at you.

You two had never actually talked about kids or having a family yet. There was always small talk about a house and marriage but, kids were never a highlight of any discussion. Back at his apartment, while cuddling with him on the couch, you began to wonder how much this was going to change everything.
“Do you want a boy or a girl?” You asked Auston. He looked concentrated on coming up with an answer. Then he began to rub your belly.
“I think I want a little girl. I loved having little sisters. I think I’d do pretty good having a baby girl.” He finally answered.

The day of her birth came and it was all sorts of hectic. Auston had a home game when your water broke at your apartment. Auston’s parents had been staying with you all week in anticipation of your baby’s arrival. His dad was at the game so they could easily be in contact with Auston as his mom took you to the hospital.
“Breathe, honey.” Ema told you, while trying to breathe at a pace you could keep up with.
You were being wheelchaired into the hospital that you were set up to deliver at. It was only a few blocks from the ACC.
“Where’s Auston?” You asked as you were given a room and they were setting you up for delivery.
“Brian and Auston are on their way.” Ema reassured you.
The doctor and nurses were encouraging you to push but you didn’t, you couldn’t, do it without Auston by your side. You began crying out of frustration.
“Ema, please wait in the hallway until Auston gets here. I need him here as soon as possible.” You cried out.
Ema was quick to leave the room while nurses continued to encourage you to push.
It felt like an eternity but you finally heard running down the hallways and Auston burst into the room still in most of his gear. It was like a weight lifted off your shoulders as soon as he entered the room.
“You got this babe.” Auston said, by your side, holding your hand and occasionally giving you kisses on the head for encouragement. Auston was all the encouragement you needed to make it through the rest of the labor.
Your daughter was born healthy and already with a head full of hair. You were the first to hold her and the nurses were quick to give Auston a robe and gloves to hold the baby. Since it wasn’t ideal that he was still in hockey gear covered in sweat.
Your little family was given an hour of alone time and it felt like a lifetime. Everything changed so fast. During your skin-to-skin session with your daughter, Auston got washed up and changed so he could hold her properly.
“She’s so tiny.” He said in awe. You couldn’t stop smiling at both of them.
“Do you want to hold her?” You asked him. His eyes filled with fear.
“How do I do it?” He asked. You scooted over on your bed so he could prop himself beside you. You gently handed her off to Auston.
“Hi, little baby. I’m your daddy.” He told her. She was squirming a little but her eyes were closed.
“I can’t believe we made a baby.” He said, resting his head on yours.
“I can’t believe we are parents.” You whispered. His eyes got wide again.
“I’m a Dad.” He whispered.
“You’re a daddy.” You chuckled.

Hours had past and family had come and gone. You were both getting more comfortable with holding your newborn as well as letting others. Finally, Willy and Mitch came to visit. They were the two teammates you wanted to see the most.
“we got a new little player?” Willy asked.
“She might need to learn to walk first before we put her out on the ice.” You laughed.
“Thank goodness she looks like you (y/n).” Mitch chimed in. Auston gave him a glare but then shrugged in agreement.
“Can I hold her?” Mitch asked sheepishly, “I know how to hold babies real well!”
You handed her off to him and he was so carefully rocking her back and forth.
“What’s her name?” Willy asked. You and Auston looked at each other, then, in unison, “Nylah Michelle Matthews.”
“Is that, is that after us?” Mitch pieced together. You nodded. Willy did a victory dance.
“This is the coolest thing ever!” Willy squealed. They both took turned being in awe over her.
“Hey, babe.” Auston scooted himself close to you in the bed.
“Mhm?” You asked.
“Since the baby is finally in someone else’s hands,” he said, grabbing your hands in his, “and since everything is absolutely perfect.” He paused and took a second to look deep into your eyes while stroking your face.
“Would you do me the honor, of sharing the same last name as me and Nylah?” He pulled a ring out of his pocket and held it in front of you. You thought you were all out of emotions for the day but you could feel tears starting to form. You couldn’t speak, just nod your head endlessly while he placed the ring on your finger. He smiled and a tears fell from his face as he kissed you. Little did both of you know that Willy took this intimate moment as an opportunity to take a selfie of all 5 of you in the room. Mitch was holding the baby with a big grin on his face, you and Auston were in the back kissing with your engagement ring fully visible, and Willy just looked like he won the lotto with how big of a smile he had.
“CONGRATULATIONS! And can I pleeaaaseee post this big happy family photo??” Willy begged.
You rolled your eyes and laughed, “go for it. Now people will stop bugging Auston about the status of his relationship with me.”
“Seriously, you guys gave her the best name ever.” Mitch said while still gently rocking her back and forth.
“Named her after our two favorite girls.” Auston chirped.
Everyone rolled their eyes. Mitch passed your daughter back to you and the boys eventually left.
“How does day one as the Matthews family feel?” Auston asked you, stroking your hair as you were resting with Nylah in your arms.
“It’s the best feeling in the world.” You smiled.

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BTS Reaction to their s/o getting injured

@marie-sarah said: “Hello love! I absolutely love your writing! I was wondering if you could do a reaction to bts s/o getting injured or something like that? I recently sprained my ankle and could use some fluff!!”

I’m so sorry about your ankle! I hope you feel better soon <3 Thank you for the request, and I hope you like it! <3 


Seokjin: The first thing he did was scold you. The idea of you getting hurt at all was a scary thing to him, and he would ask you a million questions as to how exactly it happened. “Is this someone else’s fault? Did someone do this to you? Are you sure you’re okay? Who should I call the cops on?” 

You laughed at how dramatic he was unintentionally being. “No one, silly. It was just an accident.” 

“Oh.” He said. “Well in that case, do you want ice cream? It always makes me feel better.” He would spend every free minute doing his best to cheer you up and keep your mind off your injury until he was sure you were better. He would bring you flowers and balloons, along with cheesy cards filled with dad jokes to make you smile. 

Originally posted by kthksj

Namjoon: “So can I sign your cast?” He asked, after making sure that you were otherwise okay. He was used to injuries himself, and knew what a hindrance they could be to everyday life. “Don’t worry, I’ll help out with anything you can’t do until you get better. I’ll even come over and do your dishes.” 

Originally posted by taestylips

Jimin: Even though he always treated you well, he would treat you like absolute royalty if you were injured. He would insist that he do everything, because you had to rest so you could heal. “What are you doing up?” He complained as he saw you walking across the room. 

“Um…Getting water?” 

He scooped you up in his arms, placing you back onto the couch. “You’re supposed to tell me when you want something.” 

Originally posted by amsimaria

Jungkook: “So does that mean we’re not going jogging tomorrow?” He joked, knowing it was out of the question. Seeing you hop around on one foot or limping made him feel bad though, and he wanted to do something to help. So he took the opportunity to show off his strength and carried you around every chance he got until you were fully healed.

Originally posted by docmayu

Yoongi: While he didn’t seem outwardly concerned at first, all of the little things that he did for you made it clear he was. He would text you to remind you not to strain yourself and get plenty of rest, because if you weren’t careful your injury could get worse. He also brought over food whenever he could, telling you that it was important to keep your strength up. “You know you scared me when you said you were injured.” He pouted. 

“I told you it was just a sprain.” You pointed out with a slight laugh. 

“Yeah, well…” He pulled you close, as though trying to reassure himself that you were really okay.

Originally posted by jeonbase

Hoseok: It would take him a while to believe that you were really alright. Yeah it hurt, but you’d live. Once he finally listened to you and stopped freaking out, he went back to his usual self. “Oh my god, don’t die on me, we’ve only just found each other!” He gasped for extra dramatic affect, and you couldn’t help but laugh. He seemed satisfied once he saw you smile, and made it his personal mission to make you laugh as much as possible, especially while you were injured.  

Originally posted by jungkook-e

Taehyung: Like Hoseok, he would try to distract you as much as possible. “Do you want to play a board game? Or we could watch a movie, whatever you want to do.” He kissed your nose, and you grinned at him.

“Anything? Like, you’ll even sing to me?” He nodded enthusiastically, and the two of you spent the rest of the afternoon singing along with songs and trying to rap all of the cyphers. He made sure to keep you positive by sending you memes, or taking the most ridiculous selfie he could and texting them to you at random times.

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#flirting (an Olicity fic)

Here’s a ridiculous little celebrity/social media au one shot. I wrote it this summer and totally forgot about it but I found it today so… here it is! There may be a few more parts to this, idk. We’ll see!

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She was standing in the kitchen, just finishing off her (disgusting) protein shake, when an alert lit the face of her phone.

@OliverQueen tweeted a photo.

She chugged the last sip—ugh!—and swiped the screen. A second later a photo of Oliver was staring back at her and she’d be lying if she said her breathe didn’t catch a little at the sight.

Tight t-shirt, crazy blue eyes, just the right amount of scruff… He was gorgeous, always, but especially standing on the deck of a yacht, leaning over the railing just enough to show off his muscular shoulders. The tweet said, “Fav pic from the @MensHealth shoot.” It already had over a thousand likes.

Felicity liked the tweet and threw her glass in the sink, maybe a little rougher than she’d meant to considering the way it rattled around.

It wasn’t that she was jealous. She was happy for Oliver; he worked hard to maintain his physique and anyone who worked that hard for anything deserved praise and a spread in Men’s Health was good for him, but ugh! Over a thousand likes in less than three minutes? Really? How was it possible?

Her phone vibrated and she looked down to see another alert.

@OliverQueen: @FelicitySmoak you should have come with. Missed you on the boat ;)

Felicity sighed and tapped out a return message.

@FelicitySmoak: @OliverQueen motion sickness, photogs and getting hit on 24/7? Yeah what was I thinking passing on that?

As was usual whenever she got into a conversation with Oliver on social media, her phone started blowing up. Likes and follows and retweets. Everyone wanted a piece of Oliver Queen, even if it was just in the form of stalking him on Twitter.

Even she had her claws in him in a way. It wasn’t like he talked to her on Twitter because he missed her sparkling personality. No, she was the Ronald Miller to his Cindy Mancini, using his popularity and social media prowess to Can’t Buy Me Love her way into the hearts of America. Or, at least, into the hearts of his millions of followers.

Her phone vibrated again, but this time it was a text.

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Realize--Chapter One "Mutual Nerdery"

Tom HiddlestonxReader

I’ve been reading too many imagines on @theartofimagining13 … this is the first chapter of the story monster it created.

Chapter One - Mutual Nerdery

You sneak up behind your co-star where he is stretched out on your couch, a beat up copy of the play and your cat settled on his lap, and take a quick picture with your head on his shoulder, both of you making faces. You looked a little ragged after working for hours together in your cramped living room, going over the different versions of the text and other insights into your characters. You posted the picture on twitter for your modest fan base, “Hours discussing Shakespeare? I can think of worse ways to spend a Saturday night. #MutualNerdery.” When he’d suggested these little “dates” to help develop your character’s chemistry and to research together, you half thought it was just his way of flirting, being that smart and charming, but it wasn’t, it was just wonderful conversations, food and kinship with your co-star, you were getting use to it now, you were friends. Less than ten minutes after you posted the picture, you look at your cell phone and can’t help but laugh, you knew that your best friend would not let the selfie you just posted slide by without a comment.

Please tell me you did not just post a no-makeup selfie with your hair in pigtails. – Lou

She would focus on your hair. She seemed to miss the point of the tweet. You had been keeping your next job underwraps for weeks, not even telling your best friend, Lou, that you were headed to Broadway. You shoot off two texts in a row.

No comment on ANYTHING else in that picture?

You’ve been begging me for weeks to tell you about the next project, well…

“What are you giggling about?” You show him the texts and he laughs too. “I’m looking forward to meeting Lou, by the way.”

You wave him off playfully, “You’ll love her, everyone does, she’s me, but younger, prettier, and put together. We always say I got the brains and she got the looks.”

His head tipped back in laughter as my text alert went off again.

Yeah I saw, Tom Hiddleston, that’s no excuse for pigtails. – Lou

You start to reply when Lou’s ringtone, The Pet Shop Boys, Opportunities, starts playing and Tom just laughs harder as you pick up and put her on speaker. “Hey Lou. How’re the kids?”

She launches into a mini-rant, ignoring you entirely. “Why was Tom Hiddleston wearing your glasses, in your living room, looking like he slept there last night? (Y/N), I swear to God that if you were wearing those damn pajama pants when you took that picture, I will find a way to teleport to New York just to punch you in the tit.”

Another, frankly adorable, round of full bodied laughs shake Tom as you look down at my outfit, an oversized Steven Universe T-shirt and grey flannel pj pants that were easily a decade old, and shrug. Tom piped up, “Your guess is spot on. Tom Hiddleston here, I am guessing you are the notorious Lou.”

“(Y/N)! Am I on speaker?” You can hear her start to shift around. Only Lou would primp because she was on speakerphone with an attractive man. “Hello, Tom, Yes, I’m Lou. I am the woman who is going to punch your co-star in the tit for posting a selfie on twitter looking like she just rolled out of bed with you.“

Tom’s eyes went wide a moment before another boisterous round of laughter started up.

You choke a bit, “Jesus, Lou! So classy.” “Hey, at least you can’t see her stripey socks in the picture. Small miracles.” He kept laughing.

Lou’s light and pretty laughter rings through the room as you bop Tom in the back of the head with a throw pillow before he follows suit and almost knocks you onto his lap with the pillow next to him. You shove his legs off the couch and park yourself next to him.

“(Y/N) I swear to God. Can take me off speaker, Darling?” You just shake your head, and put the phone back to your ear. “Are you trying to repel an attractive, single man? Wait, have you already slept with him and that’s why you are comfortable giving up on looking fuckable? But wait, Shakespeare? What show? Why are you two researching in your apartment? What is HE wearing?”

You answer in order once she’s wound down a bit. “No and God no, not yet anyway.” Tom raises his eyebrow and you give him an innocent look, ”Yes, Much Ado, Because I live in this city and he doesn’t, hoodie and trackpants, and to the answer the first question, we have the same prescription and didn’t notice for an hour that we had accidentally swapped glasses. Did that cover it all?”

You could hear Lou shaking her head, “You’re going to marry him, just watch.”

That made you laugh and Tom raised an eyebrow at you as you put up one finger and shook your head to get your breath back. He just pats you on the head, standing to answer the door buzzer and fetch the take-out you had ordered. “Never, Lou, I will always be yours. Now, we need to go, our food is here.”

“See, you’re already we and our, it’s curtains for you and me (Y/N). Just make sure my Matron of Honor gown is pretty, I want to look good in the pictures next to Benedict.”

“You’re cute, shut up and call me later, love to Max and the kids.”

You hang up and grab plates and utensils from the kitchen before settling in again with dinner, Shakespeare, and Tom.

Originally posted by topless-tom

@theartofimagining13 trying again to link the inspiration blog to this.

In Over Their Heads

A Yuri on Ice Fanfic
Written for @seungchuchuweek

Sara laughed at him for three minutes straight. And, yes, he did time it. She tried to say something twice, and both times collapsed back into laughter.

“Honestly, I can’t take it. My sides hurt.” She finally gasped out.

“It isn’t funny.”

“Seung Gil, it is sooo funny, you don’t even know.”

“It’s your fault.”

“I said “or you could be a coward and say you are with someone.” The first half of my advice was “Tell her you aren’t interested.” So clearly it’s yours.“

“I tried your first advice. She insisted she could change whatever I didn’t like, including getting plastic surgery.” Seung Gil scowled. Sara was skating that night, so dumping his problems on her probably wasn’t fair. Seeing as she seemed so amused, though, he didn’t feel the least bit guilty.

Sara wrinkled her nose. “Well, that does sound a bit creepy. So you told her you were engaged, though? I mean, couldn’t you have just said dating?”

“I said I was with someone and she demanded to know if we were serious. Any hint otherwise seemed likely to make the whole confrontation pointless.”

“Okay, so she posts her heartbreak online where, of course, it goes viral.”

“My coach called me at 4 am, Sara. 4 am. She didn’t even wait til practice.”

“Yikes…” Sara grimaced. “Okay, so now it’s all over the web, and the reporters are starting to drop hints because they want to break the story. Except there is no story.”

“Exactly.”

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Theatre

A girlfriend of mine wanted to go to see a performance of a broadway show with her husband and asked
If my hubby and I would like to go as well. We bought tickets and booked a hotel room but a few days before the show my husbands work had something come up that made it so he had to cancel. I told him we could cancel but he insisted I still go. My friend suggested I cancel our hotel room and just share a room with her and her husband. She said I could share the bed with her and her husband could sleep on the couch so I said why not. I was sad my hubby wasn’t going to be joining us but looked forward to seeing the show. The night came and we headed to the city checked into our hotel where we dressed up nice for the show then we went to dinner and had some great food and a few glasses of wine before we made our way to the theatre. The show was fantastic. After we hit a small martini bar for some cocktails. My friend was getting pretty touchy feely with me and kept saying it was too bad my hubby didn’t come but she was glad I was there. She kept commenting on how hot she thought I looked and even said her hubby thought so too. He agreed and it made me feel pretty good. Well she kept flirting with me and kept saying things like “ I bet if I wasn’t here my hubby would so totally try to fuck you you’re so hot.” Her husband said “ I’d rather fuck her with you it would be more fun.” Again they both then said too bad your husband didn’t come. At one point I said I had to go pee so my friend and I went to the restroom I grabbed her and started to make out with her once inside. She responded by pressing her body against mine and shoving her tongue in my mouth. We made out for a few minutes before she said “I’ve been wanting to do that for so long. I bet my husband would have loved to see us do that.” I told her maybe we could let him watch next time. She smiled and agreed. We went back out to the table to join him and she teased him by telling him he missed out on our little make out session. He looked both excited and sad. We had a few more drinks flirted some more then decided to head back to the hotel. Once back at the room my gf came over to me pressed her body against mine and started to make out with me. Her husband was more than happy at what he was seeing. It wasn’t long before she went back over to him and started to kiss him. When they stopped making out there was an awkward silence and feel to the room. I walked over to her husband put my hand on his cock and started to kiss him. I could feel his cock getting bigger and bigger in his pants as I continued to jerk him off and suck on his face. My gf came over to us and started to play with my tits. Then she said how much she wanted to taste me and watch her husband fuck me. I told them if they never told my husband then that was exactly what was going to happen that night. I suggested they get started as I wanted to go talk to my husband real quick and say good night. I went to the bathroom and called him to tell him how the show was and that we were about to head to bed. When I came out of the bathroom my gf was getting fucked good by her husband so I quickly snapped of a fun little selfie of me with them fucking in the background before I made my way over to the bed. I started to make out with my gf while her husband fucked her nice shaved pussy. It was so hot. My gf told me to take off my dress so I did then she told me to lay down so she could eat my pussy while her husband fucked her. Her tongue felt so good as she licked and sucked my aching clit and pussy. Every time her husband pounded into her I felt her face push into me deeper. Soon I felt her husband crawl up on the bed and he took over licking my soaking snatch. She took that as an opportunity to sit on my face and I put my pussy eating skills to work. Her married bald pussy tasted great and her husband was doing a fantastic job of eating my married cheating cunt. I was in heaven. I had my first of many orgasms of the night like that. After my orgasm subsided I told my gf’s hubby to fuck the hell out of me like a cheap slut while I eat his wife’s pussy. I got on all fours and he got behind me. My gf laid down on the bed and spread her legs, as I buried my face in her beautiful snatch her husband mounted me. I heard my friend tell her hubby to fuck me hard and make me cum on his big cock. That’s just what he did. His cock was pounding me hard and deep and he was spanking my ass and telling me how tight my pussy was and how he felt bad fucking fucking his friends wife but also felt really fucking good. I told him I loved his hard cock in my married cunt and he was going to make me cum again.
I came hard and loud. After taking a good pounding for 20 more minutes I came again. The man was a beast. My gf had also came a few times from the combination of my tongue, fingers and from the thrill she got watching her husband fuck the hell out of my married cheating cunt. Around that time her husband told us he wanted to cover us both in cum so we both dropped to our knees beside the bed and he stood over us but before he could stroke his impressive cock to a very hot sticky finish my gf said she wanted to taste my pussy juice on his cock so she took him in her mouth. After she had cleaned most of my juices off him she held his shaft and looked at me as if to say your turn. I took him in my mouth and sucked his throbbing tool while looking my gf in the eyes it was one of the hottest things I have ever experienced. It didn’t take long for him to let out a massive moan as he grabbed his cock and started to shoot his hot load all over my face then aiming it at his wife he continued to cover her pretty little face in his baby batter. After he was done we again took turns cleaning his cock with our mouths before we turned to each other for a sloppy cum covered kiss. We all ended up sleeping naked in the same bed and in the morning we all fucked one more time. Just missionary position him and her first while I held her hand then him and I while she held mine and told me how she loved watching her husband fuck me. I told them if my hubby doesn’t ever find out I would be more than happy to join them for some fun again. After that we all took turns showering then got dressed and headed home.

A Love Like on the Screen

Pairing: MatsuHanaIwaOi
Wordcount: 5283
Summary: Matsukawa didn’t really care much for youtube or youtubers, beyond cute cat videos at least. But Hanamaki did, and since Hanamaki did, this was clearly going to be a thing.
Author’s note: This is a Valentine’s Day Exchange Gift for @seijouho ! I’m so sorry that it’s late, I ended up with a flu and completely lost track of the days, but here it is. I hope you enjoy it! It’s my first MatsuHanaIwaOi fanfic ever, and also my first Youtube AU. Hopefully I did it some kind of justice. 


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just-themys  asked:

Yeah I do enjoy seungchuchu :) I think they do a really cute couple but still I tend to be really invested into a few ships generally pretty close (just look at my blog lol), for the other ships I like it's more of a "I find them cute together", so I struggle when people ask me for headcanons. Do you have any seungchuchu headcanons by any chance ? :)

YOU KNOW I just might (:

  • Their relationship is mostly a long-distance one. But rarely getting to see each other only makes them that much more motivated to do their best at competitions so they can meet
  • Of course that’s not always possible so every once in a while Phichit visits Seung in Korea, staying for a few days (he loves when Seung takes him sightseeing, out to his favorite restaurants, and spending time with Seung’s dog)
  • In the days (or weeks) that he stays over, Phichit doesn’t miss a single opportunity to instagram what he’s up to. 
  • Lazy morning with the boyfriend? Selfie with the morning grump Seung wrapped around him, his eyes not yet clear of sleep. 
  • Evening at the dog park? You wouldn’t believe how photogenic Seung’s dog is. Phichit’s snapchat history becomes nothing but dog videos 
  • Out for a drive? Selfie from the cutest shotgun and the bf driving in the background, captioned “he looks so calm when he drives :*”. 
  • Speaking of which, Seung rarely has the radio on when driving unless Phichit is visiting, because his precious boyfriend loves to perform any and every song that’s on. And Seung loves listening to him.
  • Seung is reluctant with pda, but as the day when he’ll have to say good bye for another (idk several) months nears, he’ll start to just, randomly pull Phichit for bone-crushing hugs, pressing shy kisses on his cheek, or, if he’s feeling adventurous, he’ll ask Phichit to close his eyes before closing in for the most chaste of kisses on his lips
  • When they’re surrounded by people, of course. Its a whole different story when they’re alone. Where do his inhibitions go? we just dont know
  • But besides long drives and sightseeing, Seung -the very much an introvert with an overly excited boyfriend- prefers staying home, hugging Phichit from behind as they both scroll through Phichit’s social media
  • As for Seung, he visits Phichit during the holidays. He secretly feels his boyfriend’s hamster’s hate him because of his face but they’re p chill and will rest on his shoulders just fine.
  • Phichit snaps a picture of him covered in hamsters and posts it, of course

I’m rusty in my seungchuchu bc my friend got me hooked on seunguri but I hope this is acceptable lol

Unfair - Part 2

Originally posted by zelowonho

Table of Contents: Part 1 | Part 2

Genre: angst, fluff, slight smut

Word count: 2,450 words

Pairing: Wonho x Reader / Minhyuk x Reader

Summary: *REQUESTED* You find out that your “boyfriend” has had a girlfriend all along. Heartbroken, you find comfort in your friend, Minhyuk, who believes you deserve better.


You hadn’t heard from him. Not that you expected him to, or anything. Even if you had, it would still hurt. A month had gone by agonizingly slow. Unfortunately, he went to the same college as you. Because of that, there was a chance that you’d see him whether it was in the cafeteria or just walking around campus with his friends. And you did. Unfortunately, you did see him around. He wouldn’t say anything and he’d quickly look away if your eyes met. You were relieved that you didn’t have the same friend group.

You’d refrained from texting him and calling him. You didn’t want to give in and seem desperate. But in wanting to know the truth, were you really desperate? If anything, you deserved to know the truth. You wanted to know the details, but you didn’t want to talk to him either. Talking to him would just hurt your feelings and you didn’t want to hurt anymore.

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anonymous asked:

human klaroline at a party. klaus is talking to his friends when drunk caroline comes up behind him. she catches him by surprise when she grabs his hips and starts thrusting into him. klaus is embarrassed, his friends think it's funny. katherine recorded it on her phone and caroline is mortified after watching it. (inspired by kourtney kardashian's instagram video with kylie at. please don't judge me for keeping up with them).

I would never judge, Anon! I made some slight adjustments, but I hope you like it!


Mortified || Klaroline

Caroline awoke to the bang of her bedroom door opening, though the piercing pain in her temples quickly took precedence. “Ow,” she moaned. Pressing her face into the pillow helped to block the offensive morning light; unfortunately, it couldn’t do the same for her roommate.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” Katherine teased, jumping onto the bed to throw off the covers.

Cringing from the onslaught of light and noise, Caroline reluctantly accepted her fate. “Hangover cure, please.” She held out her hand, grateful for the aspirin and the protein shake Katherine passed her. Choking down the chalky drink, Caroline winced when she finally opened her eyes. “What happened last night?”

“I’m so glad you asked.” Katherine smirked as she pulled up her Snapchat story. “Remember your adamant plan to finally suss out Klaus’s deal with you?” she asked smugly.

Caroline racked her brain for any memories of the night before, but they all ended around Kol’s birthday dinner with all their friends - and Klaus. “He showed up at the Grill late, right? I don’t know anything about a plan.”

Though she could guess.

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Costume Party

Summary: Your best friend has gotten an VIP invitation to a Halloween Party at a hot night club. Though unwillingly, you became her plus one to the event. While attending the party, you come across the fastest rapper on Broadway.

Warning: Fake club name. Roll with it, people. I don’t live in New York(or wherever he frequents) and not much of a clubbing  person. [Ten thousand awesome points if you can figure out some of the Hollywood U characters I mention.] Currently story dead at the moment and busted this story out.

–*–*–*–

“I don’t wanna.”

You face planted into the mound of pillows on your bed. Hair messy, still in pajamas and your best friend, Mallory, decides to break into your dorm screaming at the top of her lungs about a Halloween party.

Halloween. Huh. You forgot about today.

Which is a surprise since it’s your favorite holiday, considering that you’re a cosplayer and take the chance to try out a new costume on the public.

Mallory jumped on top of you, partially in her costume. Her normally white blonde hair was dyed bright pink at the ends and up in two pigtails. She was a bit on the bigger side, but she dressed however she liked. “Girl, I’m the best looking thing on the market,” she once told you.

And you had that quoted and hung above your bed in a frame.

She hopped up and down on your back as you cried out for her to get off of you. She smiled, getting off of you and straightening her leather dress. You rolled onto your side, taking in her outfit.

“What are you suppose to be? A biker chick?”

Mallory nodded, grabbing a tube of lipstick out of her leather boot. “Yup,” she answered, popping the p at the end. She swiped the dark purple lipstick on, surprisingly avoiding getting on the rest of her face.

Beauty of a makeup artist you suppose. “Not done yet. I’ll have the full outfit on when we leave tonight.”

You sat up in your bed, cocking an eyebrow at her. “I’m sorry. Did you say ‘we’? I just said-”

She placed a finger to your lips. “I heard you. But, see, you have no choice. It’s mandatory.”

At this, you furrowed your brows, pushing her hand away. “Did Mr. Fallogaway say this?”

“It’s mandatory by me!”

You rolled your eyes and promptly throwing your covers over your head. You turned your back from her, earning a groan from her.

“[F/Name]. I already put you on the V.I.P list.”

You shrugged, already drifting into another slumber. Your eyes almost closed before they pried open again. You threw the cover off of you, staring at her. “V.I.P?”

Mallory smirked. “Knew that would get you.”

—*—*—

Why did I agree to come?

You won’t lie that the thought of being a V.I.P. guest caught you by surprise, but after the hours of getting ready, you were honestly tired.

Mallory wouldn’t have any of your shit, though, and poured four cans of monster down your throat before leaving the dorms. You felt like you were going to die.

“This is going to be so much fun. You’ll meet some of the guys I work with here,” Mallory gushed. Mallory hopped on the balls of her feet, rambling of all the things you’ll see once inside. Not only was she studying cosmetology but was also in the process of becoming a producer for a music company. She’s currently a paid intern working with a famous-yet no so famous- rap group that she refuses to tell the name of.

You both flashed your passes, skipping the long line and heading straight into the ground shaking abyss.

Mallory immediately pulled you to the bathroom. You squeezed between gyrating bodies and a keg table before reaching the destination. She pushed open the door, revealing a few girls reapplying makeup.

A tall blonde wearing a pink and purple ballerina costume turned to both of you, a smile erupting on her face. “Mallory!”

“Addison!” The two squealed as they hugged each other. Another female with bright pink hair moved towards them wearing a rouge outfit with large blades on the back.

“See you’re rocking the pink hair there.” She fist bumped Mallory. Her light brown eyes fell on you. “So you must be [F/Name].?”

You reached out, shaking her hand. “Pleased to meet you.”

Mallory stepped beside you, introducing Lisa to you. Lisa smiled  “I heard your vocals can beat mines. Got to see for myself one day. But right now I want to get out there and party!”

She sung the last word as she left the bathroom, Addison and a few other girls following behind her with waves to you.

You cracked a smile, turning to your best fiend. “I’m assuming they’re your coworkers?” She nodded before turning to the bathroom mirror.

“They frequent La Mochie when they have the free time. Not from here so we collaborate over Skype. Now let’s fix you up, my sexy little werewolf.”

—*—*—

After fixing makeup and the costumes, you both headed to the V.I.P. section of the club. On the way, since you had to slither through multiple bodies, you meet a few other of Mallory’s friends. Jefferson and Milo were twins who dressed up as the creepy sisters from The Shining. Eric was dressed up as The Phantom while Aria was Christine.

Holly stood in regular clothing with headphones in while she documented the party by taking pictures and videos for her next screenplay. Georgie, the manager of La Mochie, kissed both of Mallory’s cheeks when you reached the rope separated the section.

Once the curtain you pushed aside to get in close, you noticed how much mellower it was. Not by much, but still a bit calmer than the outside part.

The room was better lit, and you could finally take in the decorations that was put into the party. “ Ain’t it grand?” Mallory whispered in your ear. She then pointed out a few Big Names that were floating around like Snoop Dog, Chris Winters, The Rock, and Thomas Hunt who looked like he would be anywhere else but here.

You connected with him on a spiritual level.

His piercing eyes flicked towards you, causing you to duck your head and fiddle with the grey, faux fur skirt you. You heard Mallory sigh dreamily. “Even with that cold glare of his, he makes my heart go boom-boom.”

You groaned, earning laughter from her. She pulled you towards the dance floor where you caught sight of Addison and Lisa. Following Mallory’s lead, the pulled you into the mass of barely clothed bodies.

—*—*—

You finally managed to escape the throng. Clubs weren’t really your scene but you were managing to have fun. You poured yourself a cup of iced tea. Alcohol is definitely off the table tonight. The pumping music is already giving you a headache. No need to make it worse.

You pulled your cellphone out of a side pocket in your fur boots and scrolled through Twitter. You smiled as you saw the selfies you took just a few minutes ago won Mallory’s page.

“Now what are you smiling about?” A low, sultry voice whispered in your ear. You jerked, your cup and phone almost falling from your hand. With quick reflexes, you placed both of them on the table behind you. But that voice…You recognize it.

With wide eyes, you looked up at the smiling face of Daveed Diggs. In a moment of awe, you didn’t think he was really talking to you and you glanced behind you to see…just in case.

He threw his head back, his loud laughter catching the attention of those around you. When his laughter subsided, he bit his lower lip when he caught you trying to hide your embarrassment by placing your hands over your face. He leaned down to your level and carefully moved your hands from your face.

Lucky it didn’t ruin your makeup. Mallory would have a fit. You looked up into his dark eyes, willing your racing heart to slow down. Daveed slowly smiled, growing bigger when you returned it with a small smile of your own.

Your eyes floated down to his body, your eyes widening just barely when you saw he wore nothing but a torn leopard loincloth with a club hanging on his left hip. Heat rushed into your cheeks as you looked away.

Daveed opened his mouth before his name was yelled above the music. You both watched Malory run up. Daveed released his grip on your arms to catch the flying biker girl.

You took this opportunity to step back and take deep breathes. Daveed in a loincloth got you heated and you quickly gulped down the rest of your tea. You slipped your phone back into your fur boot when Mallory gave you a sly look.

“I see you met my bestie, Diggs. Jesus [F/Name]. I gave so many hints about who I was working with.”

You shook your head. “I’ve should’ve known. You wouldn’t stop throwing news paper clippings at me.” Mallory released her hug and gave you a pat on your bare shoulder.

“It’s okay, [L/Name]. I didn’t make any moves on your baby daddy,” she said loudly with a grin. You glared daggers at her, missing Daveed cover the smile that was teasing on his lips.

You sighed. “I’m ready to go back to the dorms,” you admitted. Not only was the crash from the energy drinks were kicking in but running into a famous-yet not famous-crush was tiring.

Your best friend stomped her foot. “But we’ve only been here seven hours.”

“Yeah and it’s way past my bed time,” you retorted. You didn’t have the same energy or love for clubbing as her. Girl could go for two days straight if she could.

A hand placed itself on the small of your back, Daveed sliding it so it rested on your hip which brought you closer to him. “I could take her back. I’m getting pretty tired also.”

Mallory gasped, pretty dramatically, and placed a hand over her heart. “You’re telling me ‘Throwing Parties Cause It’s My Lifeline’ Diggs is tired of a…party?!”

He walked forward, bringing you with him. “Girl, it’s three in the morning. I’ve got grown men shit to do later on,” he yelled over his shoulder. You could only stare up at him as he guided you from the V.I.P. section.

Mallory ran to the curtains before they closed, happily shouting “Don’t forget to wear a condom!” after both of you.

You were going to kill that girl.

—*—*—

The late night/early morning in New York was pretty warm considering it was New York. But you thanked the warmth. You could blame the rising of temperature in your body to weather and not because Daveed still had his arm wrapped around your waist, your arm grazing his sculpted abs.

Clearly the temperature.

The dorm wasn’t too far from where the club was at but it seemed to take forever since the damn weather was making things awkward.

The roof of your complex came into view, you letting out a sigh of relief.

“Aw. Am I that bad of a walking buddy?”

You looked up at Daveed, him pouting down at you. You quickly shook your head. Daveed squeezed your side, his signature smiling returning to his face before he started laughing.

“I’m playing, [F/Name].” A shiver ran down your spine. You could listen to him say your name on repeat till you died. “But it seems like I am. You haven’t said a word to me since we met.”

“I’m sorry.” Genuinely you were. “I guess a bit star stuck mixed with a lot of embarrassment from my earlier reaction has me afraid to make you think I was a overzealous fangirl.” 

With his other free hand, he grabbed hold of yours. “Christ, you had me worried.”

“Worried?” You tilted your head up at him slightly. What could he be worried about? He was just taking you back and you most likely won’t see him again unless Mallory took you to some shows, but even then he’ll be too busy. So what-

“Worried that you didn’t like me.”

Playfulness left his tone, seriousness taking over instead.

“Of course I like you. You’re a very likeable person, Daveed.”

“Not like-” He started but stopped midsentence, his eyebrows furrowing together. A smile was soon on his lips again. He bent down, and before you could question him, you were up and on his shoulder.

Did he really just do that?!

You wiggled but his grip tightened. “So the first floor right?” He asked when he started walking. You squeals of surprise turned into fits of laughter. You tried to kick at him, but the positioning was hard to land one.

“Put me down! Do you know what the girls will say if we come in like this?”

Daveed cocked an eyebrow, reaching for the lobby door and opening it. The RA at the front desk glanced up from her magazine before her jaw hung open along with a group of girls playing pool in the common.

“Make sure to put a condom on?”

Your forehead hit the middle of his back. You could feel the rumble of his laughter. “You spend way to much time with Mallory.”

“Pretty much,” he agreed. He gently put you down in front of the RA desk. You were aware of many pairs of eyes on you. Well, mostly the barely clothed man in front of you. Daveed bent down to your level again, staring deep into your eyes.

“I hope to catch you again around here.” He whispered, which sounded more like a demand. You picked up on it and smirked, leaning so your nose was almost touching his, replying with a snarky “Yes, Sir.”

He gave you one more grin before turning to leave back to the club. He heard excited squeals as the small grouping of girls rushed you.

Sweet Jesus, it was getting hot out here.

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Might have a second part.

Niece (3): Tom x Black Reader

Part 1 and Part 2. Reader takes her niece Jade to a movie premiere. Kind of like how Rihanna took her niece, Majesty, to the premiere of her movie Home. 


“Auntie! Wake up!” You felt Jade jump on your bed. “What hun?” You rolled over to see her jumping on Tom. “Wake up!” You saw Tom jolt up from his deep sleep, “OW!” She laughed at Tom’s pain and laid in between you two. “The tooth fairy gave me these!’ She shoved the two 50 dollar bills in your face. “Wow!” you said. Tom propped his arm up to face the two of you, “So what are you going to do with all that money princess?”
“I don’t know.” She snuggled up to him and giggled. “Your hair looks funny.”

“I know. So did the tooth fairy leave any glitter?” He asked hoping she noticed the effort he put into the presentation. “Yes, it was so pretty.”

You three laid in bed for another hour until you realized you had to get her ready for the premiere of your movie. “We should get up.” 

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