i had to punch a pillow

Every Second of Everyday (Dan Howell x Reader)

Originally posted by shinyphan

Hey guys! I’m finally on break and finals are over! (thank lord jesus) so now I will be posting a lot more than I have been so I hope you enjoy and happy holidays!

xxx Megan


Dan’s POV

 I miss her every second of everyday. I can’t help but wonder what she is doing and most nights I end up punching a pillow or screaming at the top of my lungs thinking about how I treated her. Thinking about how she left one night in tears. Thinking about the disgusting words that left my mouth that I would constantly throw her way. Guilt couldn’t even begin to describe the feeling that was devouring me when I thought about the fear in her eyes every time we were argue. 

 Y/N had left 2 years ago. I could never blame her though. I treated her with such disgrace and constantly regret everything I did to her. At first we were fine, an average happy couple, but then my career exploded and stress was running my life. And unfortunately I would take out all my stress and anger on her. Every night we bickered about something for a good 3 months. Then the bickering formed into top of the lungs screaming at each other until one of us ended in tear or had lost the will to fight anymore. The worst part is she was the one who stopped almost every single time. She was the one trying to desperately fix us and put us back together. And me being the dick I was just decided to ignore her and push her even farther. The night I came home and saw our bedroom only filled with my stuff didn’t surprise me at all. Hell I wasn’t even upset. That was until about a month later where I found the letter in her old underwear drawer.


 I bet you will either throw this in the bin, set it on fire or not even bother to read it but yet here I am writing it anyway. I’m tired. Dan I’m so tired of you complaining about shit and not even realize that the most important thing was broken. Dan Howell I love you so much and I feel like I always will but you are not willing to fight for the most valuable thing in my life. Us. If you’re not going to try to fight then I guess I should just give up too. I know it’s a shitty thing to just pack up and leave but I was already bawling writing this and I have to leave. If I talk to you in person you will make me stay and I can’t keep doing this. We’re broken. I’m broken. I’m done and so is our relationship. I can’t say I wouldn’t miss you holding me or kissing me or even looking at me cause we both know I’d be lying but I am doing this for you. You’re obviously caught up in work right now and I know how much stress and frustration you have bottled up and I know I’m just an obstacle in the way. I love you so much baby and I hope you have a good life without me getting in the way.

xxx Y/n

 I punched a hole in my wall that day. Anger filled my veins at the thought of her crying over an asshole like me, making her think she was justing getting in the way of my life. I loved her with everything I had and still do and yet I left her feeling broken and worthless. I miss her every second of every day. 

 I was currently laying in my bed, alone, staring at a picture of a beautiful couple. It was a tall, dark haired boy smiling down at a perfect girl with y/h/c. He gazed at her lovingly as her eyes were squeezed shut with a wide opened mouth on her face laughing at a dorky joke the boy had tolded her moments before. This was my favorite picture of us. We both looked so innocent and in love. So happy. My thoughts were interrupted as there was knock on my bedroom door.

 “Dan?” I heard Phil questioned on the other side of the door.

 “Yes?” I spoke weakly as I heard the door creak slightly. I heard a sigh escape his lips ashe walked over to me removing the photo from my hands.

 “Still thinking about y/n?” He spoke quietly as I nodded slightly. He frowned slightly looking at the picture shaking his head slightly. Y/n and Phil were so close when we were dating. Besides me she would tell Phil everything but since the letter neither of us had seen her. 2 years she had walked out of our lives and yet both of us remember it like it was just yesterday. Phil shook his head setting the frame down as he gave me a small smile. “Wanna go to the store with me? Get your head off things?” Nothing could make me stop thinking about her. 

 “Sure Phil.” I smiled slightly as I sat up from the bed.

Your POV

 I strolled down aisle 3 searching for eggs. pushing my cart slowly.  My eyes scanned as I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I grabbed it quickly answering the phone call, not glancing at the caller ID already knowing who was calling. 

 “Hi honey.” I spoke still looking for the eggs.

 “WHERE ARE YOU?” His phone boomed through the phone causing me to wince slightly

 “A-at the store. We ran out of eggs and the recipe calls for 2…”

 “You knew all my colleagues were coming over at 7 and I told you to have dinner ready by then!” Ryan’s voice was demanding and loud as I reached down finally finding a carton of eggs.

 “All of it’s done except for the cake you specifically asked for!” I spoke harshly into the phone setting the cartons in the cart.

 “Don’t you dare use that tone with me young lady.” He hushed into the phone causing me to roll my eyes.

 “Okay Dad I’m gonna go now see you at home.” I hung up before he could say anything else. Ryan was my fiance, a well paid, intelligent doctor who thinks he is better than anyone who is younger or earns less money than him. Me being 2 years younger and a mediocre photographer makes him feel twice as powerful towards me. We had been dating for a year and a half and to say we weren’t in love with each other is an understatement. The only reason we were getting married was because his parents loved me and told him to “claim me”. Being the suck up he is of course he proposed. And me being the most awkward person just happened to say yes. I was so busy trying to place my phone back in my pocket I didn’t realize I was walking I ran face first into someone’s chest.

 “Sorry about that love.” A thick british accent spoke causing my breath to hitch. I’d know that voice anywhere. 

 I lifted my head up slightly to look at the stranger’s face as I met a pair of two familiar brown eyes.


Dan’s POV

 “D-Dan?” Her voice squeaked out causing me to freeze. It was her. Here. RIght in front of me.

 “Y-n?” She gave me a polite smile as she looked down at her feet, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, biting her lip, like she always did when she was nervous. I just wanted to pull her lip from her teeth and kiss her. But I’ll I could do was shuffle awkwardly and place my hands in my pockets.

 “H-how you been?” She asked quietly as her beautiful y/e/c eyes met mine once again.

 “I’ve been better…” I gulped as I saw a streak of guilt fill her eyes. “How about you? How are your photos doing?” She smiled slightly as she nodded slightly.

 “I finally got a job. Somebody saw one of the pictures and fell in love with it so they asked me to join their company.” I grinned at her happily. She had always been struggling trying to get her dream job but I had always told her she could do it. That was until all we did was fight…

 “See! I told you you could do it!” I spoke happily causing her to giggle. Oh how I had missed that sound. “What picture was it?” I saw her face freeze before she whispered 

 “The one of you and I…” I opened my mouth to speak when I heard another voice chime in.

 “Dan I found the… y/n?!” I heard y/n squeal as I saw her jump into Phil’s arms


 I felt a pain in my heart as I watched them hug before she pulled away. Phil looked at her gleaming as he suddenly noticed something that I hadn’t.

 “Are you engaged…?” My eyes immediately darted to her left ring finger where a sparkling diamond ring sat. No. I thought to myself. She can’t be. That should be MY engagment for her. I felt my heart physically break as nausea took over my stomach as I saw her nod slowly. She looked down at her finger before looking up to meet Phil’s gaze again. I felt my eyes become glossy as I looked down at my shoes rapidly blinking trying to keep from crying. Phil seemed to notice my pain as he quickly spoke up. 

 “Congratulations! Well Dan and I should be headed out. We have a bunch of editing to do tonight and we have to watch some new anime episodes as such.” I looked up to see y/n gazing at me sadly as she nodded understandingly. She pulled Phil into another tight hug before turning to me and opening her arms slightly. I wrapped my arms around her petite figure as she hugged me tightly. Her vanilla perfume filled my nostrils as she squeezed me tightly. She pulled away slightly before waving a small wave smiling a little. 

 “Bye guys.” Her sweet voice filled my ears one last time before I saw her turn and continue walking the opposite way. I felt a small tear fall from my eye as Phil placed a hand on my shoulder squeezing in reassurance. 

 “I’m sorry Dan….” He spoke softly causing me to shake my head and wipe my tears.

 “Don’t be…” I spoke, “I’m the one who left her go…”

Your POV

 The radio quietly played in the background as I drove to Ryan and I’s apartment. My mind screaming Dan’s name over and over again. I had never gotten over him and the disappointment in his eyes when finding out I was engaged broke my heart. As I pulled into the parking lot of the apartments I felt my mind become cloudy when I tried to think about why I was with Ryan and not Dan. Dan and I had so much in common while Ryan and I were polar opposites. Ryan didn’t have the sense of humor like Dan did. Ryan didn’t care for me like Dan did. And even though all Dan and I did was fight and bicker, at the end of the day, I didn’t love Ryan the way I loved Dan. I carried the bags of ingredients up to the apartment where I opened the door to reveal multiple doctors and nurses filling up the living room. Sophisticated conversations were being spoken as laughter filled the room. I dropped the bags on the table causing a few to glance over at me and Ryan to notice my arrival.

 “Took you long another! Everyone I would like to introduce you to my friend y/n!” I stared at him blankly

 “Fiance.” I spoke angrily only causing Ryan to roll his eyes and nod softly before grunting out 

 “Yes… my future wife.” I scoffed before turning back to unload the bags when something caught my eye. The walls were empty. Nothing was hung or displayed on any wall of the house,

 “Ryan!” I spoke loudly over the voices making everyone go silent and turn their attention towards me once again.  

 “What?!” He spoke harshly, obviously annoyed by me interrupting his company for a second time.

 “Where did my pictures go?”

 “What pictures?”  


 A snotty brunette then piped up.

 “Job? Ryan I thought you said she was a lawyer not a picture taker.”

 “Photographer.” I gritted my teeth trying to calm my anger before turning my attention back to Ryan. “First you don’t want to announce me as your fiance and now you’re embarrassed by my job?!” I shrieked angrily as Ryan just chuckled. 

 “Y/n, I have a very important job and so do all these people. I didn’t feel telling them about your hobbies.” I felt my blood boil as he spoke.

 “Well you know what. I’m sorry I didn’t graduate from a fancy college with a perfect GPA. I’m sorry I don’t make as much money as all of your “perfect” friends but I’m not fucking sorry for who I am or what I enjoy doing. I like my “unimportant” job thank you and I know lots of people who support me.”

 “Oh yeah like who?” 

 “Like Dan…” 

 “Seriously y/n?! You’re bringing up that loser again! He doesn’t do anything either. Worthless piece of….”

 “Don’t you dare finish that sentence Ryan…” I spoke in a low, demanding voice. “Plus I know one thing Dan has that you will never EVER get.”

 “Oh yeah what’s that?”

 I looked down at my ring before sliding it off my finger and slamming it on the table “My heart.”

 “Y/n you’re gonna regret this…” I shook my head staring at him dead in the eye

 “Actually this is the best decision I’ve ever made. Have fun at your fucking party Ryan.” I pushed through the crowd grabbing my keys and open the door as I hear Ryan call from behind me.

 “You walked out that door y/n you can never come back. Do you hear me?! You can just send someone to get all your shit.” I stopped dead in my tracks before calling back.

 “Gigi will be here tomorrow to pick it up.” As I walked out slamming the door. I quickly rushed down the stairs as I reached my car hopping in and rushing down the street driving to the first place that popped into my head…

Dan’s POV

 “Phil make some popcorn!” I shouted from the living room as I searched through the TV for the episode we were gonna watch when I was interrupted by a knock at the door. Who would be delivering something at this hour I thought as I slowly stood up and walked down the stairs. I reached the door unlocking it slowly to be met with a petite girl. Tears filled her y/e/c eyes as her y/h/c hair was tangled slightly. I opened my mouth slightly as I stared at her standing at my door. I never thought I would something as beautiful as this moment. Even with her ratty hair and her makeup slightly smudged under her eyes she still managed to be the most breathtaking thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. I felt a smirk creep on my lips before I let out one of my remarks trying to lighten the mood.

 “Long time no see.” She giggled under her breath before I heard her mumble.

 “God I’ve missed you.” Before I could respond I felt her grab my shirt and tug me toward her. I felt her moist lips connected with my slightly chapped lips as the taste of her cherry chapstick invade my mouth. My hands found her waist as I tugged her inside with my closing the door by pushing her back against it. I tugged on her bottom lip as I pulled away smiling. She giggled resting her forehead on mine as I whispered.

 “I thought you were engaged?”

 “I was.” I grinned before reconnecting our lips

 I missed her every second of everyday. That was until she was mine again. I ended up marrying that girl. To ensure, that I wouldn’t have to miss her anymore.

anonymous asked:

I have a hard time believing the "I had a dream that x happened" posts but I guess I shouldn't because I have nightmares a lot, but when I don't my dreams are really bizarre, especially if I play games/read/watch a lot of tv before bed. My most recent dream i can remember was in the Chinese restaurant down the street and Benny from NV was in the booth. I said "shoot me again daddy" at some point and he frowned hard. Then I spent the rest of my dream trying to punch him but I was too weak.

i don’t doubt those posts often because dreams are fucking bullshit

i had a dream i was on a cloud and my little sister was being annoying beside me on another cloud and whooping and laughing so while i was still asleep i reeled over and punched her but i woke up and realized i punched the pillow beside me

also i had a scary dream when i was a kid that blood falcon from f zero was beside my bed laughing and i still swear to this day i could hear him

Gajevy Love Week 2017 - Day 3 - Pillow Talk

Once again slightly NSFW because I’m just that kind of person. Can’t put a read more in cause I’m on my phone so… I’m sorry!

If someone were to ask Gajeel when Levy was the most beautiful, they would get one of two answers. The first would be a punch to the face and the second, if he had consumed enough alcohol, would be straight after they’d had sex. Gajeel didn’t know why this was a thing that he shouldn’t tell Levy, but apparently it was. She was lay on his chest, right arm slung across him, hair tousled and blush covering her face from the utter exhaustion. The blush had deepened at his comment and she squeaked in embarrassment as he chuckled at her reaction.
“You’ve never actually told anyone that… right?”
Gajeel grinned. She really was cute when she was flustered. He leant down to press a kiss against her forehead, and as soon as she was pinned tightly against him he found it safe enough to reply.
“Only one person. What can I say, I was very drunk at the time.”
Levy twisted to look up at him, unable to move any further due to the arm crushing her to his side.
“What!? Who was it?”
Gajeel brought up his spare arm, using it to trace across her jaw, down her neck and to the top of her chest. Of course he wouldn’t have told anyone that Levy would have been uncomfortable with them knowing. Then again, he had been more than a little worse for wear that night.
“Relax, Shrimp. It was only Cana. She knows much worse stuff about us.”
Levy puffed out her cheeks, a sure sign that she was annoyed.Gajeel chuckled again, prodding at her cheek with his spare hand. She buried her head back into his chest, stopping him from seeing her blush, before giving up and pulling away entirely. As soon as Gajeel realised that she was genuinely trying to pull away from him he let her go, watching in worry as she pulled the blanket up and over her face as she kept her back to him. She was there for a few moments, chest heaving steadily from her breathing, before he worked up the courage to talk to her.
“Lev? I’m sorry, I didn’t…”
The pillow to his face was a surprise, for sure. She had moved so quickly he hadn’t even noticed, and it wasn’t until the fabric of one of the many pillows on his bed collided with his head that he realised she had even shifted an inch. He coughed in surprise as she struggled to her knees, towering over him with the offending item in her hands. After a few moments of staring at each other, both completely naked, a grin split across Gajeel’s face.
“Oh, is that how ya wanna play it, Shrimp?”
His hands found their way to grab a hold of the pillow under his own head, and in one smooth motion he had brought it in front of him to smack into her torso. She was shoved back with the force of the hit, and ended up landing on her backside on the bed. She squealed in shock, throwing her own pillow in front of her, and Gajeel paused for a second to check she was ok before his own laugh filled the room. He grabbed the two pillows back, scrambling up the bed in order to hoard them behind him. Levy looked on in annoyance, puffing her cheeks out again as she scrambled backwards to try and get some distance between them.
“What ya gonna do now then, Shortstuff? You’ve lost all your ammunition.”
He picked up one of the larger pillows, almost as big as Levy herself, and swung it in front of him making sure not to let go. It collided with her shoulder, making her tumble sideways onto the bed and he pulled it back quickly to ensure she didn’t get any of her own weapons. He grinned widely as she stood to her feet, hands on hips and looking ready for battle. Her right hand shot up in front of her, moving impossibly fast in the air as she worked her magic.
“Solid Script: Pillows!”
Six pillows all appeared out of nowhere, and she was wickedly fast in grabbing them out of the air and flinging them at him. As soon as their target had been successfully hit they disappeared. She had obviously learned not to allow him any munitions. Gajeel recovered from the shock, turning to grab another pillow but by the time he looked again she was gone. He cursed under his breath, but it was playful. He wanted to see how long this would go on for.

When Lily got back home from the guild everything seemed normal. It was quiet, sure, but then again it often was. Levy would be reading, and Gajeel would either be sleeping or working on something on his workbench. As he walked through the hallway he tripped over one of Levy’s shirts and sighed. Oh. That’s what they had been doing when they left the guild hall earlier. In that case it was completely possible they were both asleep. He picked up the offending blouse, meaning to carry it up the stairs when there was a crash from the kitchen.

He shifted into his battle form, immediately alert and ready to fight off any intruders. His senses picked up, but he couldn’t smell anything out of the ordinary or hear any sound coming from anywhere. Being sure to sneak as quietly as possible he made his way to the kitchen doorway, and risked a peek inside.

The first thing he saw was the dining table laying on its side, chairs scattered all around it and one of them almost completely smashed apart. He was about to turn around and check the corner before Gajeel stood up from behind the table, screamed a war cry, and threw what appeared to be a pillow at Lily’s face. The Dragon Slayer froze as soon as he realised exactly who his target was, but didn’t bother to cover himself as he straightened up.
“Shit. Hey Lil.”
Pantherlily couldn’t have stopped himself from burying his face in his hands if he tried.
“What on Earthland are you doing, Gajeel?”
The Dragon Slayer started to move to pick up his pillows. It wasn’t out of any attempt to be tidy, Lily knew, but rather something inside of him knowing he had to return them to his nest.
“We were having a pillow fight.”
Lily sighed again. It didn’t take a genius to figure that out, but obviously Gajeel thought he needed it spelled out for him.
“I can see that, Gajeel. Where is Levy?”
Gajeel paused in his tidying, sniffing the air to try and find his opponent.
“I’m pretty sure she’s in the cupboard over there.”
Lily could hear a squeak coming from the cupboard in question, more than big enough for Levy to hide in with a few pillows for ammunition.
“Please don’t open the door.”
Lily simply turned around, dropping Levy’s blouse to the floor before walking out of the kitchen.
“I’m going back to the guild for an hour, please make sure the house is in an acceptable condition before I get back”
He heard two mumbles of agreement, but he wasn’t even out the door before the giggling started.


Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Word count: 1241

Warnings: ANGST

Author’s note: Oh yeah I’m trying something new. Different headline same story. I’m so adventurous :D So this is the second part to “Useless” which some of you requested me to do. And even when I’m pretty late I always love to make you happy ♥♥♥ So please leave me some feedback if you could and enjoy of course.

Little sidenote: This is inspired by Labyrith’s “Jealous”. Awesome song!

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You, Me, & the Little Things in Between (V, OC) Part 3

“If you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. And to you, I shall be unique in all the world…” - The Little Prince (Antoine de Saint-Exupéry)

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Yuki woke up with puffy eyes and a severe headache. The room was still dim with only sunlight seeping through the cracks of the closed curtains. Yuki lay deeper against her pillows, closing her eyes tightly.   She couldn’t remember the last time she had cried herself to sleep.

When Taehyung left last night, Yuki felt an undeniable pain against her chest like something had drilled a hole through it. It’s almost like Taehyung had punched his fist through her chest and grabbed whatever’s left of her emotions; taking every piece of her heart with him. Yuki felt hollow and empty, unable to do anything other than open her eyes and stare at the ceiling.

For the first time since she met Taehyung, she realized, she actually felt like she was dying.

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Waccha is the cutest thing KYAA~!!
Hatano Wataru
Waccha is the cutest thing KYAA~!!

\ (≧ω≦) / !!

I was listening to the Doujin ni Yumemite BLCD and HAD to share this short moment between Waccha and Tattsun.

If you listen to this and don’t crack a smile/giggle/punch a pillow/punch a wall/hug your pet/hug yourself - I don’t know what to say to you.


  • To listen to their sex scene - click here~

Okay so I have a theory about jungkook and yoongi.

So they are probably portrayed as brothers they may have lost their parents they could have died and met be yoongi has a problem with missing them to much aka meaning that he doesn’t want to work to have a place for Him and his “little brother” to live hence why yoongi was in the motel,why jungkook punched him and maybe after he punched him he ran away as portrayed in the I need u music video. In the I need you video it’s very much mostly sad in the prologue most of it is happy and in the run teaser they have a mix of both but I was thing that maybe yoongi and jungkook had no money and has to live in that motel that yoongi set on fire. That the pillow next you him that he would touch is where jungkook slept. I don’t know if anyone notices but in I need u after jungkook is seen getting hit by a car yoongi is the first one to be seen killing himself maybe he found out after he left that he died and that drove yoongi to kill himself also I remember they tweeted about “lost boy” by Ruth b and in their Instagram posts they put #neverland as a hashtag also you see yoongi"hair is green meaning maybe he could be Peter Pan and jungkook is the “lost boy” since he ran away.
Here is the lyrics to the song

There was a time when I was alone
Nowhere to go and no place to call home
My only friend was the man in the moon
And even sometimes he would go away, too

[Verse 1]
Then one night, as I closed my eyes
I saw a shadow flying high
He came to me with the sweetest smile
Told me he wanted to talk for awhile
He said, “Peter Pan—that’s what they call me.
I promise that you’ll never be lonely.”
And ever since that day…

I am a lost boy from Neverland
Usually hanging out with Peter Pan
And when we’re bored we play in the woods
Always on the run from Captain Hook
“Run, run, lost boy,” they say to me.
Away from all of reality

Neverland is home to lost boys like me
And lost boys like me are free

[Verse 2]
He sprinkled me in pixie dust and told me to believe
Believe in him and believe in me
Together we will fly away in a cloud of green
To your beautiful destiny
As we soared above the town that never loved me
I realized I finally had a family
Soon enough we reached Neverland
Peacefully my feet hit the sand
And ever since that day…

I am a lost boy from Neverland
Usually hanging out with Peter Pan
And when we’re bored we play in the woods
Always on the run from Captain Hook
“Run, run, lost boy,” they say to me.
Away from all of reality

Neverland is home to lost boys like me
And lost boys like me are free

Peter Pan, Tinker Bell, Wendy Darling
Even Captain Hook
You are my perfect story book
Neverland, I love you so,
You are now my home sweet home
Forever a lost boy at last

And for always I will say…

I am a lost boy from Neverland
Usually hanging out with Peter Pan
And when we’re bored we play in the woods
Always on the run from Captain Hook
“Run, run, lost boy,” they say to me.
Away from all of reality

Neverland is home to lost boys like me
And lost boys like me are free

I’ll let you decide what you think but I think this explains a lot.

While I was editing this over I typed “Jim” instead of “him” and it won’t change so please don’t mind that.

You introduced me to good music, but took my voice.
You showed me a video, then took the truth from my eyes.

You stole my reason,
my logic,
my suspicion.

You killed me slowly while
bringing my soul to life.

And I hate you for it.
Oh God, I hate you for it.

Yet I still find myself thinking of you,
and the hope of holding on to whatever we had.

I see you at work, and in pictures at home.
I remember the first time I saw you, sitting on that couch, in regular clothes.
There was no uniform, no recognition of the boy I knew.
But you still smiled the same way
and your eyes lit up when you saw me staring.

I remember the night you kissed me:
dizzy and drunk and desperate
for something, anything
to make you feel again.

I was your punching bag and pillow
and shoulder to cry and lover to hold.

But what you did to me was cruel.
Your poison was beautiful,
but still toxic.

And I can never forgive you.

—  More of a letter you will never see #2

“LEAVE ME ALONE!” you screamed at Niall as you pushed past him and into the bedroom. You slammed your door and ran to the bed. You needed comfort, the comfort of your soft blankets and pillows. You buried your face in a pillow and let out a loud scream. Niall was being such an ass. He knew what he was doing at the bar. He was flirting with every girl who walked over trying to make me jealous. You let out a deep grunt. I’m not jealous. I’m pissed off. You punched the pillow next to you. After not seeing Niall for months, you figured the two of you would enjoy a fun night out. Boy had you been wrong. The night turned into a disaster. You heard Niall knock on the door but didn’t say anything. If I don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all. That’s what mom always taught me. You heard the door open and the light from the hall immediately lit the dark room. You saw Niall’s shadow standing in the door. You turned your head and quickly looked at him. 

“(y/n) please talk ta me.” Niall begged. Your face turned all the back into the pillow as he walked over and sat next to you. He traced small circles onto your back and tried coercing your face out of the pillow, but you just shook your head. “Fine. Then I’ll jus be goin.” Niall said standing up and walking towards the door. All of a sudden a wave of rage washed over you and you stormed out of the bed. 

“NIALL JAMES HORAN!” you yelled racing over to him. He stood there shocked for a minute and then turned to face you. You stabbed your finger into his chest and continued. “You are just going to leave after what you did tonight? You know what, the tour did change you. And not for the better. I don’t even know who you are anymore.” You stood there waiting for a response but all he did was hang his head in shame, so you kept going. You saw him gulp as you said the next sentence“The old Niall would never have done what you did tonight.” and with that you walked through the door and into the kitchen.

You felt Niall’s hand on your arm and you were pulled into his chest. His lips crashed against yours and even though you were angry, your body wanted him. Your lips opened almost instantly as his touched yours, granting his tongue easy access into your mouth. His tongue wrapped itself around yours. Your body melted into him and you felt yourself moan into the kiss. Niall had his hands all over your body and before you knew it your shirt was being pulled over your head. His lips went from your lips to your ear, down your neck and into the V of your chest. His hand unclasped the bra you were wearing and it fell to the floor. He tongue snaked around each nipple and gently he sucked on each boob as his hands gently messaged the other. You pulled his mouth back up to yours and pulled off his shirt. Your hands rand up and down his chest and he quickly picked you up and carried you back into the bedroom. He gently threw you into bed and was on top of you at once. He grinded his hips against yours and your back arched as he trailed sweet kisses along your stomach and neck. His hands snuck down your pants and you gasped as he gently rolled the small flap back and forth in his finger. You groaned and felt yourself get wet. He pulled your pants and underwear off, his mouth immediately going down to your vagina. His tongue flicked around for a bit before you felt it push its way in. You gasped in pleasure as Niall worked you. He devoured you and you gripped the sheets in each fist as he began sucking. You pulled his mouth back to yours after a while and unbuttoned his pants. His boxers were quickly thrown onto the floor and you saw every ounce of his manhood pointing up to his chest. He grinded against you and you arched your back, waiting for him to enter you. “Niall sto-stop teasing.” you managed to get out as his tip playfully ran along your entrance. Finally, you pressed your hips up against his and felt him go deep inside you. Your fingers ran down his back leaving long red welts and he squeezed your boobs while making out and rhythmically moving in and out of your body. “I-I’m almost there Ni.” you said to him between kisses as you felt yourself near your climax. Niall nodded and said he was almost there too. After a few more deep thrusts into your body, you felt his warm release. He immediately froze and stood still lying over you as you felt your orgasms match each other. Niall released again and this time you moaned louder, screaming in pleasure. Your release came with his and his lips forcefully crashed into yours. He pulled out and flopped next to you on the bed panting. You let your breathing settle before rolling onto your side and cuddling up next to him. His arms went around you and he held you tightly as your ear listened to the beat of his heart.

“Babe, I’m sorry for hurtin ya feelings. I didn mean to. I’m so used ta flirting with girls because the other guys do. I never wanted to hurtcha and my intention was never ta make ya angry.” Niall said kissing the top of your head.

“It’s ok Ni.” you say tracing his chest with your finger. “I know it’s different being home again.”

“It is different, but its in a good way. I missed seein you everyday. I love you (y/n).” he said smiling. His eyes smiling and staring into yours. 

You smile back and press your lips gently against his. “I love you too Niall.”

He kisses you back before promising, “I promise it wont happen again. Youre da only girl with the key to my heart and I never want that ta change.”

Just finished this request, so enjoy :)

Music of Morning
  • *Genos sleeps as he hears Saitama talk from where he's laying next to him*
  • Saitama: *in a tired tone* hm,jack and jill?...mary had a little lamb?
  • Genos: *opens one eye as he looks over, one of the little ones sitting on Saitama's back,drumming away on the hero's back with his hands*
  • Tiny Genos: no, it's we are the champions, dad.
  • Saitama: oh, I was going to guess that next.
  • Genos: *buries his face in the pillow*