i had to make one for him too :)

Part 8

Summary:  Two weeks after waking up with no recollection of the people and ship around you, you take your future in your hands and try to piece together your past and the events that lead up to you losing your memory of the last five years. This means finally meeting Scotty, the man you just learned is your husband.

Word Count:  2,072

Author’s Note:  I had so much fun writing this part! I hope you enjoy it, too ^^

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Pavel arriving with the drinks snapped you from your alcohol-induced space out.

“Good job, Pav,” Jim congratulated him. “You didn’t drop any this time!”

“Practice makes perfect!” the young man exclaimed, placing the tray in the middle of the table.

You didn’t grab for one of the beers quite yet, still feeling pleasantly numb.

“What the hell was that thing?” Nyota asked. “That shot?”

“I don’t know,” you said, pacing your words so they came out in the right order. “Pavel ordered it. Apparently it was like, ninety percent? Looked like a damn triple.”

“You idiots are gonna go blind,” McCoy growled from across the table. “And you need to be more careful,” he pointed at you. “You’re still undergoing treatment.”

“Y’ said I’d be fine,” you waved the doctor off. “Have a beer, enjoy yourself, Doc.”

Jim snorted and elbowed Scotty.

“Bottoms up,” the captain said, waiting for Scotty to grab a glass.

“I don’ know if-”

“Shut up and drink, Scotty, that’s an order.”

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So cool

So not about my usual fandom, but I noticed Gabriel Luna (Ghostrider on Agents of SHIELD) had no line at his booth at Phoenix Comicon today so I went up and asked if I could say hi since he wasn’t busy. (I was out of autograph cash hahahaha) I chatted with him for a while and told him how much I enjoyed the show and him on it this year. I asked him how much selfies were at his booth and he leaned down and whispered that he didn’t like that they make him charge something for them and that he was heading out for a bathroom break and I should meet him by the ice cream stand. I didn’t think he would show enough, but sure enough a few minutes later he was strolling through the crowd up to me. He even took two pictures because he didn’t like his face in the first one LOL. What a sweet guy! 

I also had lovely chats with Ciara Renee and Neal McDonough today too. It was my first time being brave enough to just walk up to the booths that had a lull. 

Trying Too Hard (Part 1)

Summary: Hydra tries to make you a better version of Bucky. The Avengers get word of this and go to rescue you, but you won’t come willingly.

Warnings: swearing, violence, fighting, death (kinda)

Ship: Bucky x Reader

A/N: I recommend reading Part Zero if you haven’t!

Part Zero Part One

Tony had just called a meeting after Jarvis had informed him of some suspicious Hydra activity. If the rumors were true, they were trying to recreate The Winter Soldier. 

The Avengers slowly filed into the board room while Tony stood waiting. 

“What’s going on?” Asked Steve, taking a seat next to Sam and Nat. 

“Where Bucky?” Tony answered with another question. “He needs to be here for this.” 

“Right here.” A voice from the doorway chimed in. Bucky sat down on the other side of Sam. “Sorry.”

“It’s fine. Let’s begin.” Tony sighed, tapping the ring he was wearing against the table. “I don’t think there’s an easy way to say this so I’m just going to say it.”

“Tony…” Natasha inquired, voice low with suspicion. “What’s wrong?”

The tension in the room was easily detectable. Normally Tony wasn’t so hesitant to reveal a new mission or problem. Clint sat up in his chair and Wanda glanced around to read everyone’s faces. 

Tony’s eyes flicked to Bucky and then to Steve. 

“Hydra’s making a new, and probably improved, Winter Soldier.” Tony revealed, watching to gauge everyone’s reactions. 

Bucky’s face was unreadable. 

“Well then we need to go and find them now, before Hydra succeeds.” Steve decides, and everyone else nods. 

“I agree.” Bucky adds, watching as he curls his metal fingers into a fist before unclenching them again. 

“Maybe you should stay out of this one, Buck.” Steve suggests, eyeing Bucky carefully. 

“I think if anyone should go, it’s Bucky..” Wanda answered before Bucky could. “After all, he probably knows his way around better than us. Also if we’re going to fight a person with a metal arm maybe bringing another metal arm is the way to go.”

“Let’s suit up.” 


You’re walking down the hallway of the Hydra compound, having just returned from a mission. The line where metal connected to flesh at your shoulder hurt, you weren’t given enough time to recover after the surgery (amputation?). 

Your legs were walking on autopilot back to your room for a mission debriefing, while your mind was racing. 

You killed someone. 

The pleading and desperate voice of the woman echoed through your head. You squeezed your eyes shut and shook your head. It was kill or be killed at Hydra, and you didn’t plan on dying so soon. You had to stay alive until you could find a way to escape. 

When you joined Hydra, you were under the impression that you would become a hero. You thought they were the good guys. You didn’t know how incredibly wrong you were. 

The image of that lady’s brains exiting her head flashed before your eyes and you found it hard to breathe. You frantically ripped off the mask covering your nose and mouth and sucked in the unfiltered air. 

Movement above you caught your eye and you looked up. Through the glass ceiling you saw a black dot slowing increasing in size, coming down straight above you. You squinted in confusion, trying to make out what it was when suddenly it came crashing through the glass. 

You quickly rolled out of the way as a man landed on the ground in front of you. It was Captain America, who was shortly joined by Iron Man and a girl with a red glow surrounding her. You recognized her as Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch, betrayer of Hydra. 

“What the hell is this?” You growl, your stance defensive as emergency sirens sound around the compound. 

“Found her! Well that was easy.” A man with robotic bird wings comments as he lands next to Captain America. Wanda punched his arm with a glare while Captain America took a step forward.

“I know you don’t know who we are, but we’re here to rescue you. Please, come with us.” His voice was soft and cautious, as if talking to a feral cat that he suddenly wanted as a house pet. 

“I know exactly who you are.” You respond, glancing around to check for Hydra guards. 

Your escape had come sooner than you’d thought, but before you could tell him that you’d go, another person landed, breaking his fall with a metal arm. You gasped, taking a step back and clenching your fists. Captain America took note of your reaction and you saw him raise his shield slightly. 

“You’re-” You gasp, horrified. The mask falls out of your hand and hits the ground. “You’re him.” 

The Winter Soldier stands up, and your eyes meet. You’ve never seen his whole face, in the all of the pictures he wears the mask and black makeup around his eyes. 

“I know you’re very scared right now, but I can help you. I can teach you how to use the arm.” He offers, but he looks tense and on edge, probably from being even remotely close to Hydra. 

“I don’t want your help!” You raise your voice, advancing towards him. “You’re the reason I’m like this! It’s your fault!” 

You hear the words in your head. About how they’d make you better than him, stronger, faster, an even better arm. You stomp towards him, the technology in your arm audibly winding up to prepare for a punch. You swing but he blocks it with his own metal arm. You clash metal to metal, and you growl with effort as both arms shift gears to try to overpower the other. For a moment you begin to overpower him, and his eyes widen, before Captain America grabs you and pulls you backwards. You swing at him with your flesh hand but you’re already too far apart. 

“Let go of me!” You growl out, struggling to get free. You lash out and manage to hit him in the face with your metal arm. His grip loosens just enough for you to slip out and tackle the Winter Soldier, landing a punch as you go down. 

“I killed someone today!” You screamed, but your voice cracked halfway through. You move to punch him again but his metal hand encloses around yours and squeezes, hard. “I killed someone. Because of you.” 

You try to rip your arm out of his hold before a ball of red energy hits you and everything goes black. 

I saw this series on Netflix called “Steampunk’d” in which teams create steampunk stuff for the given theme.

One theme was something about making a closet and the people paired made up a story of being husband and wife with children. And the husband had some fabric from his wife’s outfit sewn onto his jacket to “always have a piece of her with him” and I thought that was super cute! And of course I thought of Scriddler!

Like Jon patching in some textiles of Edward’s onto his costume as his low key way of showing his love! It’s too cute!😭

(Or Jon just needed extra fabric and cut up Ed’s wardrobe with no regard to Edward, which is mostly likely what would happen, but shut up let me have this. Lol)

anonymous asked:

44 + 45 w dino ( i dont mean to have like nsfw implications i just wanna see how you'd write it out tbh sdhfjbdsjgk)

44. “Oh, now it’s on” 45. “Take.It.Off”

“Take.It.Off.”

You didn’t have other words besides those, when you had seen what your boyfriend was in; one of your favorite tight shirts and a pair of your sunglasses.

“But don’t i look sooooooo cute?” he hummed, attempting to make fun of you as he slid his sunglasses down and liked at you.

“Take them off,” you laughed, lunging over towards him to try and grab them from off of his face, but he was too quick for you to do so. He leaned back and laughed as you fell forwards, only to see you pouting at him.

“Come on,” you hummed,watching as he slowly slid them off of his face and folded them in his hands, “just give them to me so we can go out already.”

“Hmm,” he said, pretending to think about it before looking back at you, “no.”

“Why not?” you groaned, “i just want to go out already.”

“Alright alright,” he said, holding them out to you, “here.”

You smiled, humming a gentle ‘thank you,’ before reaching out for them. But, before you could get them, he lifted his arm up, holding them up above your head. His height advantage was something he always held over your head–quite literally in this case.

“Oh,now it’s on,” you said, pushing against his chest as he laughed, “you’re so horrible to me, and now you’re going to pay.”

anonymous asked:

Jesse with an Incubus S/o that falls for him and finally lets him touch them in a romantic way? Like a kiss on the forehead instead of making out. That kinda thing

(( Sorry for taking so long! My home environment has been greatly disrupted, so I had to take a break for a while :v ))


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You stared hard at Jesse, turning the feelings you had for him over in your head. It was hard to understand that what you felt for him was love, but there was just no other explanation for it.


You’d spent too much time with one food source. You’d spent too much time with one person. And now, the cowboy, with his stupid spurs and floppy hat and untrimmed beard, had wormed his way into your heart, and you wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world.


“Take a picture, darlin’, it’ll last longer,” he joked, pulling you from your thoughts. You blinked at him and leaned forward from your spot on the bed, crawling on your hands and knees until you could comfortably seat yourself in his lap.


McCree’s arms immediately circled your waist, holding you close, and his warm smile sent your stomach fluttering. You leaned forward, intending on burying your feelings with a heavy kiss and hopefully sex, but Jesse leaned away.


“Not tonight, sweetheart,” he cooed, lifting his metal hand to caress your cheek. You shuddered, the intimate gesture very foreign to you, and resisted the urge to lean into it. “C’n I just hold ya for a little while? If ya wanna do anythin’ after, that’s fine, but right now I really just wanna be in yer company.”


“…yeah…yeah, okay,” you agreed, allowing yourself to relax in his arms. The domesticity of the situation should’ve annoyed, or at least, bored you, but it was scary how quickly you got used to just…cuddling.


Love made you do weird things. But, you figured, as Jesse ran one hand up and down your back and gently guided you forward for a chaste kiss with the other, it was worth it for him.

- mod Viena

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Phillips and pops sketches. :) 

“They told me that to make him fall in love I had to make him laugh, but every time he laughs I’m the one who falls in love"

this is the gayest thing I’ve ever drawn tbh

I think I’m going through a little bit of an art block *sigh*

Firing the Nalu Canon a Bit Prematurely... ButScrewit

OKAY! Everyone is talking about this ONE MAGIC stuff right. Well Zeref says:

The Magic that overcomes ALL MAGIC. But Lucy had a theory:

Which makes sense seeing as the mages get more powerful when they are emotional. I don’t know about you, but Lucy seems to have a better understanding about Magic than Zeref cus he’s fukin shit up left and right over here.

(It’s not his fault he just wanted to save his family and he’s been alive for way too long and the Mavis went all X_X on him and he just doesn’t want to be tortured by Acnologia for eternity and I just want to hug him, etc…)

HOWEVER!

Does anyone remember back in chapter 478 when Mavis was all:

Pause to stare at this perfect little family.

THEN she makes Lucy come to her and gives her END:

Like, she makes Lucy leave Natsu, gives her the book, then goes to Natsu and Zeref…Whatcha doin Mavis?

THEN she tells Zeref she knows how to save him:

Anyone else think this is proof it’s Nalu? Natsu is END and I think he will be the downfall of Zeref, but not in the way Zeref thinks, by killing him. Instead I think Lucy’s love for Natsu (and vise versa) and saving him will break the curse on Zeref and he will be mortal.

(I totally want to say then Mavis and Zeref can be together..but I have a feeling they both are going to die and be together that way because they are pretty done with living right about now.)

I mean I get it’s the love between the guild and friends and shit. BUT THE NALU IS STRONG WITH THIS ONE!

Mavis has been sitting on this information for a good 50+ chapters…and now Lucy’s writing in Natsu’s book and I’m not okay!

Originally posted by peaceisthenewhappy

That is all.

By Way of Spontaneity (Part 12)

Summary: On a whim, Bucky declares you to be his girlfriend to his grandma and mother. They’re eager to meet you and he asks you to pretend to be with him for just one dinner with his family. But is that really all?

Word Count: 979

Warnings: None.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11

A/N: Next part is the end :D Enjoy, guys! Sorry about Tony, btw. 


Originally posted by fymarveluniverse


The drive to Tony’s place was nerve-wracking, your hands sweating a great deal, forcing you to rub your palms down your thighs various times. You raised the volume of your radio until you couldn’t hear yourself think, but still managed to imagine how seeing Tony face to face would go.

You knew he was mad. You had never seen him so mad. Tony was impulsive, he was full of wit and took everything to heart. That’s what you loved about him. He took life by the horns and went with it. And yet, you had been pulled in by Bucky’s playful demeanor, his caring persona and gentle nature. They were a stark contrast to one another, but similar in more ways than you had initially thought.

Pulling up to his house, you groaned as you saw that his car was parked on the driveway. You had hoped he wasn’t home so that way you could have an excuse and just avoid any confrontation.

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13RW Preferences; How You Meet Them:

Authors Note: Hey guys! Just to let you know, the boys’ dialogue is written in italics, I’m sorry for any confusion and I hope you enjoy :) 

Originally posted by alec-baene

Justin Foley:

To you Justin Foley was the new boy next door. He was cheeky and incredibly flirtatious with you, even when he caught your eye at school he still managed to make you smile. Your parents initially had their personal reservations about Justin because of his troublesome background but they soon came around to loving him, as did you. Justin would always catch you on your way to school so you two could walk in together “Morning, beautiful” “Sup, Foley” 

Originally posted by hellomadzstuff

Alex Standall:

Being a new transfer student to Liberty High, you were surprised to have received an invite to the upcoming weekend house party. Despite parties not being your favourite social setting you figured it would be the best way to meet new people and make friends. Here, you met Alex. The boy with the impeccable fashion taste and sarcastic tongue. “Hey, it’s Y/N right?” “Yeah, Alex? I think you’re in my music class?” “ That’s me, it’s nice to see someone with some social depth at one of these things” “Thanks, I’m guessing you’re having copious amounts of fun then?” “It’s a party, so I’m pretending to have fun. (see gif) Now that you’re here though I might not have to pretend” 

Originally posted by lilpieceofmyworld

Clay Jenson:

Over the summer your parents had practically forced you to take a job at the towns local theatre, in an attempt to help grow your independence as well as simply getting you out of the house; a decision you honestly didn’t feel too fondly about. The only positive to your first day at work was meeting Clay. Clay Jenson. He was adorably awkward and sweet, making you physically unable to stop smiling whenever you were around him. Somehow this one guy made the rest of your working summer seem exciting. “Hey Clay, maybe I was wrong. Maybe this summer won’t suck that much after all.” “It won’t, well… not if I can help it, Y/N.”

Originally posted by knightlley

Jeff Atkins:

Your best friend Clay Jenson had lost yet another bet with his older friend, Jeff Atkins. Thus resulting in the both of you attending a generic and seemingly underwhelming high school party. Personally, you had never had the pleasure of meeting Jeff until that unexpectedly amazing night. Clay had always admired the guy, which made Jeff’s perfect first impression to you even more genuine. The two of you instantly hit it off. “I’m sorry Jenson but where on earth have you been hiding Y/N? She’s crazy beautiful.”  

Originally posted by rafaelasgomes

Zach Dempsey:

Despite seeing Zach around the corridors of Liberty High and catching his more than impressive performance in the odd couple of basketball games, the two of you had never really been given the opportunity to speak. That was until Mrs Bradley decided to pair you two up for a class project. Zach was a lot sweeter than you had imagined and the two of you ended up getting along really well. “Not going to lie, Y/N, I’m kinda sad this little project is over.” “Really?” “Yeah, now I need to find another good excuse to hang out with you everyday.” 

Adult World (Jungkook smut)

Originally posted by nochuie

Description: You reveal to your friends that no one except yourself has ever made you cum. Jin in particular finds this interesting and dares you and Jungkook to go to the sex shop down the street and purchase a sex toy, for your own benefit of course.

Pairings: You x Jungkook, You x Taehyung, Jungkook x Taehyung (you know how truth and dare goes)

Basically: Taehyung is a cocky lil shit who features quite a lot. Jin is a mean lil shit and Jungkook is a very helpful lil shit ;)

Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff (so much smut, like damn this was hot to write)

This fic includes: A brief boy on boy scene, swearing, alcohol, sex toys, explicit smut

Word count: 6k


“You’ve got to be kidding!” Jin practically howls with laughter, doubling over himself and nearly falling off the couch with laughter. You’re about to tell him off but Jungkook beats you to it.

“Shut up. It’s not that big of a deal.”

Jin sits up straight, looking down at Jungkook, who sits next to you on the floor, opposite Jin. He wipes the tears from his eyes, his laughter finally dying down. “Hey, don’t you think you should talk to me with a bit more respect?” He prods teasingly, but Jungkook doesn’t seem in the mood, his previous lighthearted spirit vanishing upon Jin’s insensitive comment.

Jungkook’s tone is excitingly stern, but not rude, “Yeah, I’ll show more respect when you show more respect to Y/N.”

You laugh, “Don’t worry about me, Jungkook. I don’t think I can take Jin very seriously, not when I highly doubt he’d even know how to make me or any other girl cum.”

The circle of friends in Taehyung and Jungkook’s apartment erupt into comical ‘oohs’ and ‘ahhs’.

“You got damn burned!” Jimin says, leaning over the bottles in the center of your various seated positions to high five you.

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Can we take a moment to realize that Zhan Zheng Xi is such a great friend? I didn’t realize how many times he worries about Jian Yi, takes care of him or shows affection until I made this compilation. Now I’m fucked up, lmao.

He really really loves Jian Yi.

Only Way To Live - Stiles Stilinski

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Stiles Stilinski/Reader

Word Count: 4818

Warnings: Kinky Filth, NSFW, 18+, Oral (Female Receiving)

Notes: Honestly, I’m kinda mixed about this entire thing? I don’t think it’s as good as some of the other stuff I’ve written. The idea was so good for this too! I got the idea from an episode of Attack of Titan while I was in my slump. So, please, any feedback ya’ll have would be appreciated.

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clockwork-artifices  asked:

Hi Cassie, i just wanted to thank u for creating these wonderful books,even though sometimes i don´t totally like how some things develop(not a big fan of triads/triangles)so i'd like to ask u: When u create relationships in your books(TDA exactly) do u already know who is going to end with whom or is it something that can change through the writng process? does it change depending on the kind of reception of the readers/fans? Thx u. PS.I love Cristina, i hope she get some great scenes in LOS.

Yes, I always know who is going to end up with who(m.) So far I don’t believe I’ve ever deviated due to anything, including fan response. (Usually, there isn’t time anyway — I’m often working on the next book before fans even read the first book.) 

Relationships/love stories don’t stand outside the plot of a story. They are part of the plot of the story. Altering their outcome would mean ripping out huge chunks of the plotline. If I’d decided that Magnus and Alec weren’t going to get together and instead Alec was going to end up with Bob, a handsome Shadowhunter, in CoHF, I would have had to

1) Introduce Bob

2) Build some kind of realistic relationship between Alec and Bob

3) Rewrite the plot so Alec never went to Edom and Magnus never got kidnapped because it’s kind of depressing if Magnus gets kidnapped and no one goes to specifically rescue him, and makes Alec look like a jerk, but it is also weird if Alec goes all the way to Hell to rescue Magnus and then ends up with Bob

4) Think of a completely other plotline for Magnus that involves him making a significant contribution to the plot because Magnus is too major a character to be dismissed from the story and every major character must contribute toward the story’s outcome

5) Think of a completely different plotline for Alec because again, now he’s not going to Edom, which means he also misses out on a whole bunch of significant character-developing moments (his talk with Jace, his corrupted vision of a “perfect life”) and now will have to have them some other way.

Etc. God, I really hate Bob, I can’t be the only one?

I know who everyone ends up with in TDA because I know the outcomes of the major plotlines and the development of the characters’ arcs, and relationships — familial, platonic, and romantic — are part of that development. It’s not impossible to redirect your plotlines, but it’s really difficult — the challenge and magic of writing rests on the ability to create plausible-seeming characters in plausible-seeming situations in a plausible-seeming world, resulting in a sense of inevitability — that things could have happened no other way. Changing those plotlines means not just changing what you’re going to write in the future, but altering the meaning of what you wrote in the past (if I hadn’t intended Tessa to end up with Will, then Jem, I would have written Clockwork Angel and Clockwork Prince very differently. I would never have written the mizpah scene, or the balcony scene in Prince, or the scene where Jem realizes Will has paid for his yin fen.)

In writing, you aim to create something that feels seamless, where the bones of the story are invisible under the skin. Changing who ends up with who is, like I said, possible, but to me feels like I’ve been piecing together the skeleton of a pterodactyl and someone just came along and told me it’s actually an apatosaurus and I have to start all over again trying to use a bunch of wing bones to build something without wings.

* Cristina gets some great scenes in LoS.

* I may not be the person to read if you don’t like triangulated relationships, because I live for them. :)

“3 Weeks”

requested // yes

requests are open // request here

AN // This is pure filth and I’m sorry

TW // Smut, profanity

“Sexual-Frustration. Noun. (countable and uncountable, plural sexual frustrations) A state of agitation felt by an individual whose sexual satisfaction is considerably less than desired”

3 weeks. It had been 3 weeks since he last touched her. It’s not intentional, he’s just been so busy he’s barely noticed and to be fair neither had she but her body had.

For the first week she was fine, content with his fleeting lips on her forehead as he rushed out the door are the tired kisses he gave when he got home late. She was okay with only feeling his hands on the small of her back as he reached over her for his razor as she brushed her teeth. She was fine. The second week was manageable, yes his fleeting lips left her flustered and his tired kisses left her wanting more and sure when his hand brushed over the small of her back it left goosebumps in it’s wake but she could ignore it. She was fine. So why tonight, on the 3 week mark, is she so temperamental? Why has she been short with him all day and why couldn’t she focus on anything at work?

She’d been home from work for about an hour when he walked through the bedroom door. He’s mad at her, she yelled at him this morning for reasons he was unaware of. She’d dodged his phone calls all day and ignored his attempts at finding out what was wrong. Yet he still notices her staring at him when he walks into the room, can see her sat on the bed with her now closed book and her bottom lip between her teeth as her eyes follow him around the room, he can feel her watching him and that’s when it clicks. 

He turns and walks to her like a predator who’s found his victim, his hands pulled her clothes off slowly and then parted her thighs as she watched him with wide eyes. He’s not touching her, not how she needs him to, not where she needs him to. He’s leaning over her with that goddamn smirk on his face as his fingers lightly trace her inner thigh.

“Saw yeh staring. This what’s got you so frustrated? Pretty girl missed my hands on her huh?” 

She can’t respond, she doesn’t need to. He knows her answer, can feel her answer.

“Missed y’too, missed how your body reacts to me like the earth does to lightning. Missed how you arch into me, as needful of me as I am of you. Missed this.

She still doesn’t answer, it’s as though his touch leaves her speechless. Her body is too busy welcoming the feeling of his hands on her skin to reply, too busy forming goosebumps to form words.

“S’my pretty girl not gonna talk to me? She not even gonna moan for me?”

He’s asking for it now, almost teasingly, he can see what he’s doing to her yet he still wants to hear it. He wants to hear her.

“Harry I…”

“What baby? Can’t please you if I don’t know what you want”

And she’s trying, trying to tell him what she needs, trying to ask for more but she just can’t. She’s overwhelmed, he hasn’t touched her for weeks and it’s too much yet not enough all at once.

“H please

“Please what poppet?”

He’s making her beg for it. It’s like he’s punishing her, for being moody with him, for not just asking him to touch her, for making him work it out for himself.

“Please touch me, need you to touch me”

“But I am touching you gorgeous”

She almost sobs, she’s so desperate and he’s toying with her. A moan escaped her as his hands moved to her pubic bone. It was all too slow. The moan was more dissatisfaction than the opposite but still it evokes a teasing glint in his eye.

“Am I close sweetheart? M’I close to where you want me?”

All she can do is nod, he’s so close but he’s not there.

“What about here? is this better?”

His hand is flat against her mound and his thumb is rubbing softly just above the top of her clit. Her eyes are wide and watery as she silently pleads with him to give her what she’s so desperate for.

“Oh no, that’s not what you want is it sweets? No, you want me here”

His thumb finally touches her nerves and it has her gasping like it the first time she’s breathed since she saw him walk into the bedroom. He’s barely done anything but yet she’s arching her back and gripping his arm and he’s enthralled with it, with her, he’s only rubbing her in slow circles and she’s writhing.

“More…”

“What was that my love?”

He’s not teasing her anymore, not trying to make her beg, he was just so wrapped up in watching her squirm that he couldn’t comprehend what she was asking for.

“Please H, need more”

“My sweet girl wants more huh? Wants me to make her cum?”

She’s breathless, the rasp in his voice driving her insane. All she can do is say “please” like that and his name are all that’s in her vocabulary right now. Her please makes him smile, she’s completely as his mercy and he loves it. He slips his fore and middle finger into her while his thumb presses steady circles into her clit and she’s whimpering and to him it sounds like heaven. He knows her body like he knows his own name, he knows what makes her tick, so when his fingers touch the most sensitive spots inside of her and she lets out a cry he just smiles, her body is his and he knows how to use it. She can feel her stomach tightening and her heart beat in her throat.

“So close”

“Yeah? Is my pretty girl going to cum for me? Gonna let me watch you break?”

Her eyes are squeezed shut as she nods, he can see tears threatening to spill and he’s proud. His fingers stop moving and instead they press on her softest spot, the spot that makes her scream. The pressure there coupled with his thumb on her clit is too much, she’s hypersensitive and he’s using it against her. Both of her hands grip his wrist as she lets out a sob, his head snaps up in worry just to be stunned with the image of his girl completely wrecked because of him and he swears it’s the most beautiful sight he’s ever seen. His free hand moves to cup one side of her face as his thumb brushes away her stray tears, something so innocent compared to what his other thumb is doing to her.

“That’s it sweetheart, cum for me, that’s my good girl”

His lips are on her cheek as she cums, her hands leave his wrist to grip his shirt tightly in her fist. Her body is stiff and her eyes are shut, tears are still streaming down her face but she’s silent. He’s watching her completely fall apart and he can’t believe he’s gone 3 weeks without seeing this, why was he depriving himself of such a beautiful sight? She’s shuddering as she comes down, her eyes still closed but the death grip she had on his shirt slowly being released as he lays her back against the bed.

“Are you okay my love?”

A shaky breath leaves her as she nods and opens her eyes to look him

“I’ve missed you”

It’s a quiet confession that he would’ve missed had he not been solely focused on her. It makes his heart ache. How he could ever leave this perfect girl, his perfect girl, without his touch for so long is beyond him and he’s making a promise to himself to never leave her without him for that long again, never going to deprive himself of her again. 

Blue Neighbourhood by Thingssicant (25k)

“Being gay… Do you think it’s wrong?” He asked. Louis let the silence stretch on far too long. He thought about all the times he had asked himself this question. All the times his dad’s words answered it.

“No.” he whispered.

“How am I going to get to heaven?” Harry asked.

“If you’re not going to heaven than no one is.”

Harry turned around to face him. “So you’re okay if I’m-”

“Yes.” Louis smiled, “You’re my best friend no matter who you are. Now get some sleep please.” This was going to make it much harder to control his feelings.

Or an Au based off Troye Sivan’s Blue neighbourhood trilogy

Written for @1dbigbang

Art by @shanelleo

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Thoughts on the madness

I know absolutely everyone and their mothers have done this, but I also wanted to write what I enjoyed the most about WTTM

  • Hey yes I’m an otayuri shipper and I will focus this onIS YUURI’S MOM PRAYING TO VICCHAN AFTER YUURI MEDALED?!?!?!!?!??!!?!?!? AND MAKKACHIN IS THERE TOO THIS IS SUCH A TENDER MOMENT I’M SO GLAD THEY INCLUDED THIS
  • Yuri leaning on his right hand when talking to Yakov and Lilia is one of the most aesthetically pleasing things I’ve seen in a while
    • LILIA BARANOVSKAYA WITH HER HAIR DOWN AND BEING THE PROUDEST OF YURI!!!!! I love Yuri and Lilia’s relationship so much! I wish they’d expand more on them next!!
  • OKAY, lemme start on the otayuri. You see, when you *don’t* care about things, your brain tends to not look up for them, right? And when you *want* or *like* something, you start seeing it everywhere, right? Well, there were so many people at the hotel lounge and it was a big distance, YET, Yuri saw Otabek walking as if he was subconsciouly looking out for him.
  • MASUMI SAN MADE AN APPEARANCE
  • “You are only 18 yourself!!” YURI PLISETSKY, 15-ALMOST-16, UNDERSTANDS THAT PEOPLE OF 18 AREN’T REALLY ADULTS
  • Otabek is such a kid lmao, running away from Yuri after he said his age seems like a responsible choice, but for me that’s so childish haha, like, “oh no, he’s a child™” rotfl honestly
  • Yuri screaming they are done and then remembering he needs someone to bitch it’s best friends forever behavior right there AND IT’S BEEN 3 DAYS
  • I LOVE FRIEND GANGS AND NOW I NEED 764985745 FICS OF MILA, SARA, MICKEY AND EMIL PARTYING
    • Sara Crispino doesn’t have time for your bullshit and will set a Czech guy to lift you if you mess up with her crew
  • “Maybe Otabek feels bad because he lost to you”, “Who cares, I’m his friend” the contract has been sealed, Otabek should have read the finer print tbh
  • LEO DE LA IGLESIA AND OTABEK ALTIN ARE FRIENDS CONFIRMED I’D LIKE TO THANK LIFE AND JESUS
    • Leo is a stalker confirmed
  • Yuri “I hate you all and will destroy you with my knife shoes“ Plisetsky accepted talking and interacting to people he’s not friends with only to find Otabek. Imma be real, I wouldn’t do this if I didn’t want to get into someone else’s pants AND YET
    • I’m sorry but it’s confirmed that ALL skaters stalk Otabek on a daily basis, 100% canon, confirmed, don’t touch me
  • My heart got broken because Chris’ heart is broken
  • Georgi doesn’t have Yuri’s number I CACKLED
  • YURI PLISETSKY WENT BACK TO THE HOTEL TO PUT ON CLOTHES THAT HELD MEANING TO OTABEK, THEN TEASINGLY SHOWED THEM YES SURE KID, THAT’S FRIENDLY BEHAVIOUR, SURE
  • it’s been 3 days and they have already mastered the ‘talking through the eyes’ bff thing, do you see the chemistry or do I need to pull out the periodic table and slap your face with it
  • Otabek’s smirk™
  • Yuri opening up to Otabek and talking to him about his skating. This is again what I love about them the most, that Yuri knows Otabek respects him above all and can confide him with what he treasures the most, his skating.
    • Yuri never asks for advice and he’s asking Otabek for advice.
  • Yuri‘s body language. He’s already very intimate with Otabek and leans on him when talking. Otabek doesn’t seem to mind.
  • Otabek’s second smirk™
  • “I didn’t want things to end awkwardly between us” the fact Otabek thinks this could have happened breaks my heart, he is so desperate for Yuri’s friendship but doubts himself a lot.
  • “That’s the Yuri I most want to see” take this platonically or romantically, I don’t care, but sometimes you love someone SO MUCH, you only want them to succeed, be their best and let them inspire you as well. Otabek’s feelings for Yuri are so pure and ask for nothing in return but to let him see.
  • “I realize that this is probably just one moment. One brief moment in my long life to come. But like hell I’m gonna let this one moment control me. And… If I can just trust… That what I love is the key to my salvation… Then I can be reborn as many times I like on the ice.”
    • FUCK
    • HOLD ME
    • The last part is so beautiful and sweet and appeals to my poetic needs like you guys can’t even imagine. I don’t care about the rest of the manga, this is what I’m treasuring and remembering♥♥♥ About the first part, Yuri is not only passionate about skating, he loves it, he belongs to the ice, he wants to devote himself to the ice as long as he can. This reminded me of episode 4 when he said he only had a short time frame to make history and how could you not love and respect such a passionate person like him♥♥♥ This is why Yuri Plisetsky is my favorite character.
  • Am I the only one who when saw the bad scanned manga thought Yuuri was trembling when lifting Victor and cackled loudly? No? Just me? ok
  • Intensely eyefucking your best friend of 3 days:  ✔️
  • Not having any damn idea what I’m getting myself into but I can’t let you down because I set the bar way too high after that soldier’s eyes line: ✔️
  • This needed more JJ am I the only one with JJ needs after this?
  • They didn’t plan to pair skate in advance. The glove was not planned. I shall repeat myself: Taking the glove off with his teeth was not planned.
    • WHAT DID YURI HAVE IN MIND WHEN HE STUCK HIS FINGERS THERE, THEN
    • HOW DOES OTABEK KNOW HOW TO TAKE CLOTHES WITH HIS TEETH AND NOT BITE IN THE PROCESS
      • CAN HE DO THAT WITH CONDOMS
  • Please read this post with what little I wrote after because this is what I thought of the presentation in general. More or less, I believe WTTM portrays their future relationship in an interesting way.

if u read this u deserve a kiss