i have to go back to work and didnt have time to read through it again

What is a story you have been dying to tell?

When I was 15 years old, I ran away from home because I was pissed off at my parents for a reason I cant remember. I didnt have much money, so I decided to hop onto the skytrain(public transport train in British Columbia) and ride it as far as it would go. I reached the end of the line in less then an hour, and decided I wanted to ride it all the way back again, while trying to formulate some kind of plan of how I wanted to live the rest of my life without my parents or anyone. At the last stop, or the first stop depending on your perspective of it, a girl came on and sat in the row right behind me. I didnt pay much attention to her at first, as I was busy writing my life plan on a napkin. It was a few minutes later that she got up and came sat next to me, curious as to what I was writing. I told her the story, and after a few laughs, we began talking about everything and anything. Her name was Amanda, 17 years old, and absolutely wonderful. She told me she was getting off at the last stop, which was also the first stop, depending on how you look at it. It was also the stop I had gotten on originally, and I told her we would ride to it together. The train ride took less then an hour, and what a wonderful hour indeed.

When the last stop did come, we both knew we probably wouldnt see each other ever again(this was before the days of cellphones, and I was a shy little kid afraid to make moves). As we got to the end of the sidewalk which split in two different directions, she went right and I went left. Before saying goodbye she turned to me and asked me a question that has become a wonderful part of my life; she asked me, “Tell me something you have done, or want to do, that you think I should do? It can be anything, as challenging as you want it to be, or as easy. As long as you give me the rest of my life to complete it, I promise I will do it..” I was confused as to why, but I thought about it, and told her, “Sing a song acapella in a room full of strangers.” She said perfect and asked me if I would like a challenge as well. I told her I did, and she told me, “read, from start to finish, “Ulysses” by James Joyce.” I had never heard of it at the time, but I agreed, and we said our goodbyes.

I have a awful memory, and cant remember most conversations I have with most people. But I remember all of that clearly. You know why? Because of the challenge she gave me. In the 12 years that have past since, I have tried to read that book in over 150 different sittings. Everytime I open my copy of the 780 page monster of a book, I always think of her, and I always think of that day. Ive never been sure if it was her intent or not, but she left her lasting memory on me with that challenge. I soon after learned what she did, was a completey wonderful and amazing thing for me. So I decided to keep it going. Ive met a lot of strangers in my life; some that have become friends, and some, due to living in different time zones and whatnot, didnt. I dont want to just have experiences and then let them go. I want to remember these meetings, and embrace the fact that they happened. So whenever I leave someone who has left an amazing impact of my life, I always make sure to add them to my Ulysses Bucket List. I ask them to give me a challenge, as difficult or as easy as they want it to be, and regardless of the fact that they have done it or not; simply something their heart has had wanted to do.

Some have been easy and fun; I met a man in India 9 years ago who told me to, for a week or a month, cook/buy twice as much food as I intend on eating, and give the other half to a stranger in need. I completed that mission 8 years ago, and thought about that man and the time we had all the way through. I met a girl on a cruise 6 years ago, who told me to jump into a body of water on a slightly cold day, without touching or feeling the temperature of the water first. I did that the very same year. I met a couple at an outdoor music festival a few years ago that told me to wear the most bizarre outfit imaginable and walk through a public place, completely oblivious to the fact that you arent looking normal. I did that task the very next day, at the same festival. Some have been difficult, to say the least: three guys I met in Amsterdam and smoked all night with, told me to go to a mall and give 10 strangers 10 presents. That one took a lot of courage, but I did it a year or so after I met them. It was nerve racking, but at the same time exhilerating leaving my comfort zone. A girl I met on a plane told me to sky dive; Im still in the process of getting that done. A couple I met in Cali on the beach told me to tell the 5 people I hated the most, that I love them and respect them. That one was very difficult because of my stubborness, but ive come close to completing that list many a times(still in the process, 2 more people to go).

And some things, have had an everlasting impact on my daily life. I met a girl at a music festival, who told me that whenever I get mad at someone, walk away, sing my happy song in my head for 5 minutes, go back to the person im mad at with a clam heart and mind, and work things out. Ive made this my way of life. I once met a man at a gym in a hotel I was staying at, that told me “whenever your body and brain tells your that you are exhausted and done…use your heart instead and push out 2 more reps.” Ive made this my motto when working out or working on any kind of extrenuating exercise in which my body demands me to quit. I also use it while working on anything, and while studying. One of the best pieces of advice ive ever received.

There are many others that each brought joy to my life. There are still many tasks I have yet to accomplish, and everytime I think of these tasks, I think of the people that gave them to me. It amazes me how well I remember all these people, while I cant remember so many aspects of even yesterday. These experiences, not only do I take from them a “mission” or a “challenge”, I also take from them a memory of them that never fails to appear inside of my mind. I opened my Ulysses book for probably the 300th time yesterday, and read a few pages, which prompted me to share this story with you today. Im in the final 30 pages of the book, also known as the most dreaded of the read(in the last 40 pages or so, James Joyce doesnt use a single punctuation mark; no periods, no commas, no nothing; a straight 50 page run-on sentence).

I never saw Amanda after that day, nor do I know if she ever did get a chance to sing a song to a room full of strangers. But what I do know, is that she gave me a gift that has never once stopped giving. So wherever you may be, thank you for giving me the Ulysses Bucket List. And I swear i’ll finish it one day. My life advice? Simple: Create your own Ulysses bucket list.


CLASSICS (you’ve probably watched these already):

  • Neon Genesis Evangelion : depression, adolescence & mecha: the anime
  • Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann : depression, adolescence & mecha: the remake
  • Kill La Kill: see above, but with a commentary on fanservice and the anime industry. also main female characters
  • Death Note : morally ambiguous main character kills people, eats potato chips. everyone loses their shit
  • Fullmetal Alchemist (both 2003 and Brotherhood) : 2 brothers fuck shit up, also save the world through alchemy.
  • Cowboy Bebop : guns in space
  • Every Goddamn Ghibli Movie : do it, you weakling. watch them all theyre all good
  • Ghost In The Shell : theres more than just the first movie. watch the other ones. also the tv series. do it. its about being human
  • Yu-Gi-Oh : believe in the power of the fucking cards karen

CLASSICS II (you probably haven’t watched these and it makes me sad):

  • Perfect Blue : the movie black swan tried (and failed) to rip off properly
  • Future Boy Conan : because miyazaki also does tv series
  • Revolutionary Girl Utena : sword lesbian, a lesbian with a sword
  • Oban Star Racers : racing, but in space. half french
  • Mushishi : spirits, in all their contemplative beauty
  • Black Jack (the OVAs are the best but you can watch the rest as well): the original Dr House, with more money and assholery
  • Koi Kaze : quite possibly the only redeemable anime about incest
  • Sherlock Hound: did i mention miyazaki doing great tv series yet

SHONEN (young boys fuck shit up):

  • My Hero Academia : crybaby protagonist turns out to be most loveable character of all time. becomes a cool hero. love him
  • Mob Psycho 100 : a show about a boy who just wants to be good. ONE manifests in your house to physically punch shonen tropes in the face. breathtaking animation. read the manga before tho. trust me
  • Avatar The Last Airbender (& Avatar The Legend Of Korra) : fuck you its anime because i fucking said so. watch it. the story is great and culturally diverse and also cool shit happens
  • Naruto & Naruto Shippuden : whatever you say some arcs were fucking legendary so whenever you want just watch some cool, non-filler shit. every thing after the Pain arc doesnt matter dont watch it
  • Soul Eater: i have no goddamn clue whats going on but it looks cool.
    also spirit vore
  • Hunter x Hunter : young boy adopts new adults in his family, gets killer best friend. literally
  • Keroro Gunsou : alien frogs try to take over the world. it,,,,, doesnt work very well. featuring otaku frog, angry frog, gay fanboy frog, gay nerd frog, alone frog as well as many other things. the humans are also good
  • Wakfu : its. basically french anime. fantasy stuff, it has great animation (especially in the later episodes) and the main villains are fucking incredible. its on netflix and by all that is holy watch it in french with english subs else i will physically manifest in your house and punch you.
  • One Punch Man : ONE tries to mock shonen manga, does it too well
  • Shaman King : the french OP is in my head and I CANT GET IT OUT
  • Black Rock Shooter (OVA + series) : this times its girls fucking shit up, and theyre also crying. it looks amazing

SPORTS ANIME (i dont give a shit about sports but goddamn i love these):

  • Baby Steps : the most realistic and likeable sports anime ever. weak art but great story telling and pacing
  • Haikyuu!! : what even is volleyball. i care about these characters and the animation is fucking phenomenal. the soundtrack is so good. watch it
  • Ping Pong - The Animation : weird-ass art in the best way, great story & characters. cant fucking believe this was achieved on flash
  • Welcome To The Ballroom : n e c k s
  • Hajime No Ippo : punching people and your own FEELINGS
  • Yuri On Ice!!! : gay ice skating. everyone loves quadruples. very nice and sweet. you will care about dogs
  • Akagi: lets just pretend playing mah-jong while using your blood to bet is an actual sport. also known as ‘wow thats a peculiar art style - the anime’

OTHER SHIT I’M TOO LAZY TO CATEGORIZE (but watch them theyre good i promise):

  • Fume Wo Amu : autistic man discovers how to make dictionaries and friends. some sad happens
  • Shouwa Genroku Rakugo Shinjuu : like a greek tragedy, except sadder and directed by gods. incredible animation as well. gr8 storytelling
  • Doukyuusei : a short, sweet love story. the animation style is stunning i fucking love it with all my heart
  • Steins;Gate : time travel bullshit. great direction
  • Journey To Agartha : a movie i tried to get people to watch back when they didnt know who makoto shinkai was yet. pls watch its good
  • Usagi Drop : aka “dont read the manga - the anime”. the fluffiest piece of animation you will ever encounter. a dad dadding his life away
  • Psycho-Pass : great thriller/action show. makes you question morality
  • Uchuu Patrol Luluco : fuck you and your feelings im more important
  • Monster : naoki urasawa Does It Again™
  • Kiznaiver : a deconstruction of drama anime in general, with godlike animation and art. the OP makes me want to cry because its so good
  • Wandering Son : a touching anime about trans kids. read the manga
  • Akagi : just makin sure you watch that one. while youre ahead read the manga too
  • Nichijou : slice of life anime presented in the most hilarious way
  • Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magica : magical girls but with a twist. dont fuckin trust that piece of shit plushie
  • Lupin III : arsène lupin except hes more of a piece of shit than usual
  • Parasyte : i am scarred for life by the things i have seen
  • Jojo’s Bizarre Adventures: whatever the fuck is going on here

thats it for now, i will probably update this in the future when i think of it. these are my opinions and my opinions only im not some kind of anime guru kthx

anonymous asked:

omg dom!tom holland lmao

This has literally been requested more than my nudes

Dom!TomHolland would include

  • Him being a lot more dominant 
  • because Tom would lean a little more to the dominant side during everyday sex 
  • like he wouldn’t be into anything crazy on a daily basis but he wouldn’t be able to stop him self from gripping on to your hair while he fucked you from behind and holding onto your throat while he kissed you
  • dom!tom would come out when he was angry/stressed and he needed to let out some pent up anger
  • like if he had a stressful day while shooting or a director or someone was giving him a hard time he’d come home and take it out on you in a good way 
  • like he’d storm through the door and before you’d be able to say hi he’d have his lips attached to yours
  • and he’d only pull apart to move down to your neck
  • and you’d probably push him off because you’d be in shock
  • and you’d look at him and just ask if he had a bad day
  • and he wouldn’t say anything,he’d just nod and go back to kissing your neck 
  • and you’d be so turned on like the fact that he was being so dominant and the initial shock would have you so wet
  • literally he’d be kissing and sucking on your neck so hard 
  • like there would defiantly be hickies left but he wouldn’t care 
  • like he’d almost be fucking growling and he’d be pulling you against him and he’d be so hard already
  • he’d probably have his hands in your hair and he’d start pulling you down so that you were on your knees and he’d start unbuttoning his pants 
  • and he’d lean down and kiss you and stroke the hair out of your face befor standing up again and pulling himself out of his pants
  • he’d be so hard already and you’d honestly just go to work to ry make him feel better from whatever was stressing him out
  • he’d start bucking into your mouth and it would make you gag but the way he said ‘’right there baby’’ would be enough for you to keep going
  • ugh his hands would be tangled in your hair and he’d be moaning so much
  • he’d pull you up and wipe away the tears that were dripping down your face and he’d kiss you because even when he’s Dom,Tom is still really loving and caring
  • He probably wouldn’t even bother going to the bedroom like he’d push you against the back of the couch and pull your leggings and underwear down and as soon as you stepped out of them he’d be eating you out from behind
  • his hands would be gripping your hips and pushing you back onto his tongue 
  • and honestly he’d have no mercy lol
  • like he’d be giving it his all 
  • and before you knew it you’d be so so close to cumming 
  • but Tom would pull his tongue out and stand up and line himself up to your entrance 
  • he’d probably slap your ass before thrusting into you 
  • and he wouldn’t give you any time to adjust he’d just keep pounding into you from behind 
  • and he’d grab you by your hair so your back was arched and he’d be grunting about how good you felt
  • and you would literally be screaming his name because he was making you feel so good 
  • it honestly wouldn’t take long for both of you to cum like you’d probably cum first and he’d the way you tightened around him and screamed his name would be enough to push him over the edge 
  • and he’d probably cum in you and it would lowkey be really hot
  • and he’d stay in you for a minute while you both caught your breath
  • and then he’d turn you around and kiss you and thank you and he’d start telling you how he had a bad day
  • and the both of you would be so sweaty so you guys would take a long shower together and he’d probably take you while you were in the shower again but this time a lot less hard 

anonymous asked:

"i could do a whole Analysis on the hug i just,, really love it so much" Do it. I just love, love your metas/analysis and I'd love to see you talking about the hug <'3

ahhh thanks!! Ok, full sheith hug analysis, sure thing! 

So, the way this all starts. A lot of people will say the handshake somehow makes the hug merely casual and downplays the intimacy of it, but I don’t think that’s the case at all. See, this part is really important because it’s completely different from every other hug we’ve seen with Keith. If you look at any other case, Keith never initiates. Someone else grabs him, and he has no consent or choice in it. Despite the fact that he eventually relaxes and hugs back, everyone else still just assumes the forced contact is fine, and you can see how startled and tense Keith is:

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Missed me? || Liam Dunbar (part 2)


“She didn’t say anything about coming with Theo?” Liam growled as stiles and scott tried hard to hold him back from running to the other side of the parking lot where the girl he thought he knew so well stood with the shady boy.

“I told y'all he was into something and now she is too” Stiles exclaimed as they managed to pin Liam against the bus stopping him from attacking.

“We don’t know if there is something shady about them , they might just know each other. You know both being new students nd stuff” Kira said trying to reason with stiles.

“We can torture them int-” Malia’s suggestion was very quickly cut off by almost a roar of disagreement.

Scott sighted looked to where Y/N and Theo previously stood noticing they were both gone now “How about we get to class now, there are gone now anyways”

Stiles looked ready to disagree but after a while nodded picking up his own backpack from the ground. Liam looked over his shoulder one last time to where Y/N stood before quickly walking back to his history class. Y/N was as accepted not there in the history class but when Liam entered his math class , she was right back in the corner. A part of him wanted to walk as far away and sit on the other side as class but it seamed like his legs carried him to the chair beside her.

“Where were you last period?” Liam asked once he sat down on the chair.

“Nowhere , dad” she smirked tearing her eyes from the book and up to him.

His breath caught in his throats when their eyes met , the color he remembered from their young ages. He remembered it like it was burned in his memories forever , the smile that would light up her entire face but most visible around her eyes , small crinkles would appear on the right side under her eyes while a small dimple would appear on her cheek.

“Speaking of not being in class , where did you run of to?” She asked hands crossed over her chest and the smirk still visible on her features.

“The couch wanted something” he explained , tearing his eyes way from her.

“That sounds real” she said turning around returning to her book “ if the couch had being in history class tying to talk people into joining the team”

In the corner of his eyes he sow her smirk growing wilder for each moment and he could himself feel the frustration smell his body was radiating. As he opened his mouth to come up with some lie the teacher walked in cutting the conversation short.

Focusing in that class seamed to be an impossible task form Liam , after Stiles pointed it up he couldn’t help but focus on it. Her scent. It was unlike anything he had ever smelt before , not a werewolf like himself or scott, not a werecayote like Malia and definitely not a kitsune. He wasn’t gonna die , it was distracting, not only the scent but rather the lack of it. Even with the trace of scent of her , there was nothing even slightly suggesting a feeling. She was calm , unlike their young ages where even without wolf powers he could smell the reeking anxiety and sadness from her.

“Mr. Dunbar” the teachers voice woke him up from his daydream to see an empty classroom “ the class is dismissed and in all honestly I doubted that you love algebra so much”

From the corner of his eyes he caught Y/N walking out the class , with a apologetic look at the teacher he stood up from the seat and nearly ran out the door.

“I swear she was just here ” he mumbled to himself before making his way to the lacrosse field.

“Finally Dunbar , thought you forgot about your lacrosse priority like the rest of this team” Couch yelled once Liam ran in the locker room and walked toward the back where stiles and scott stood.

“Did you talk to her?” Stiles asked quietly as Couch starter giving them a lecture.

Liam gave a small glare to stiles before returning to changing into his lacrosse gear “ No and if you want to know her evil master plan talk to her yourself” and with a final glare he made his way to the field followed by Scott.

“Unbelievable ” Stiles mumbled and hurried , tripping over his own legs to follow them.


By the time they had finished practice it had already been dark. Stiles had offered to drive him home but Liam chose to wait for his step dad. He had only been there for a few minutes when he heard a sound from the school. With a last glance at the parking lot , he decide to take a look before his step dad would be there. It would be an understatement saying that the school look scary in the dark but he quickly with the help of scent found his way to the source of sound. Around the corner and he sow y/n standing , her eyes locked at something in front of her.

“uh, what’s going on here?” He asked , his eyes wild once he noticed the body in front of her feet.

She turned around eyes for the face time showing sign of emotion “I promise, he was like that when I got here.”

“…Is he… dead?” Liam quietly questioned , already knowing the answer.

“Well, either that, or he should really get that gaping hole in his chest looked at" She said looking up from body over to Liam with a smile but the fear visible in her eyes.

“Y/N you can’t just stand over a dead body , that’s the fucking janitor. We have to call this in” Liam basically yelled at her pulling out his phone to call the sheriff office.

“Don’t ” she said grabbing his hand that held the phone in hers “its been taken care of”

Liam gives her a questioning look but puts the phone away , before she could pull her hand away , he held them in his “ You are gonna tell me everything. Over a large ham and pineapple pizza”

A smile broke out on her features and she made herself nod a little. They walked out of the school is silence , liam too afraid to ask about anything cause he knew he wouldn’t be able to stop himself.

“Hey , y/ns staying over for dinner ” liam said to his step father stepping into the car as y/n got into the backseat.

“Y/N , that sounds familiar ” Dr. Geyer replied giving the girl a smile in the mirror “I’m guessing you want to order in for dinner?’

’‘Yeah we were thinking pizza” liam saying turning up the music to avoid any further conversation in the car.

a few minuetes later they pulled into the driveway of a big house and both kids got out , Y/N started walking to the from the front door as liam waited in the car for a moment talking to his step dad before him exiting the car and the car driving away.

“ Where did you step dad go?” Y/N asked while Liam slightly struggled to unlock the front door.

“He had to work” liam replied pushing the door open and letting her walk in first.

“It’s nice here ” She said as they started walking up the stairs and too his room “ I gotta say , I liked the old place better”

Liam stopped in his track for a moment before dropping his bag on the bed and turning to face her “ yeah i liked your old place too before it became a crime scene”

She stopped to think for a moment , as if she was considering telling his the truth or not when she finally sighted and shook her head“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry.”

“You killed your entire family” liam replied slightly disturbed by the girl’s lack of emotion.

“…I’m really sorry?” She tried with a questioning voice “ liam listen , I had too and you know tha-”

“You father was an evil bastard , what about your sister? Your mom? They were innocent people Y/N and you know that” he only noticed he was shouting at her when she flinched the slightest and something inside of her looked broken “ I’m..I’-” he started apologizing before he was cut off by the phone ringing. With a last apologetic voice he picked the phone.

“There’s been a murder at school , the janitor. He had been drained of blood and guess what, Y/N backpack was there as well and we looked through, not my ideas but lydias , and liam we were right. The scent , the everything. We know what she is” Stiles rambled on once Liam picked up the phone , he slowly turned around seeing Y/N sitting quietly on the bed looking through an old photo album.

“ yeah mom , i call you if we need anything , i have a friend over now ” he hung up leaving the boy on the other end rather confused.

“Hey you still keep the pizza places number on your refrigerator?” She asked standing up right after he hung up.

“Yeah , you can do the honor to call if you want , I’m just gonna call Lydia about a school assignment ” he said offering her a smile as she nodded leaving the room.

The phone only rang for a few minutes before lydia picket up “ Stiles told me”

“Stiles thinks its something to do with Theo ” lydia explained and Liam could hear stiles voice in the background.

“I found her there, over the body right after the practice” Liam whisper yelled as he could hear her voice downstairs, suddenly his eyes fell on her phone laying on the bed. He knew it was wrong and god he was gonna regret it but he had to check and curiosity took the best of him.

“Liam where is she now” she said over the phone as he heard her yelling something to the others before stiles voice was heard over the line as he most likely took the phone from her “ Liam is she with you now?”

“She is ordering pizza” he said not really listening to what the older boy was talking about as he was going through her text “ all of her recents are to one person”

The line was quit for a few seconds before stiles voice was heard again “ you are going through her phone liam tha-”

“I’ll call you back” he said and threw the phone on the bed beside him as he starte reading the texts between her and one and the only Theo raeken.

“3rd period. Meet me in the parking lot” -Theo

“Police still blames the family on you. Don’t give them any proof, I will take care of dinner” -Theo

He felt a weight being lifted of he shoulder , cause he knew she hadn’t the blame in the murders but what did Theo have to do with this? The thought of her covering something for him almost made Liam sick to the stomach but the relief didnt last for long before he read true last text.

“Dinner served. Janitors closet 6:30”-Theo

“Curiosity killed the cat” Y/N voice made him drop the phone and turn around seeing her leaning against the door frame.

“You lied , you said you had no idea what happened to the janitor” he said standing up from the bed , the IED getting the best of him.

“Calm down wolfie , it’s not like you’ve told me everything” She smirked taking a step forward and they were almost face to face now before she dropped her gaze to the photo album. His eyes followed her seeing that her cocky smirk was gone , replaced by a smile sad smile.

He follows her eyes to the album both looking at the last picture of them “How did you find out? ”

“I’ve picked up a few things along the years” She said with a shadow of a smile sitting down on the bed picking up the album.

“so you are one of us?” He asked , his back turned on her and his voice quite.

“I can assure you I have a shit time once a month as well but that is for complete different reasons” she said with a slight chuckle but the laughter died down quickly “ Do you remember this day?”

The boy finally turned around standing in silence in a few seconds before sitting down beside her looking at the picture that had previously caught both their attentions “ We took this a week before you…left” he replied being rather careful with his choice of word “ I gave you one of those dollar necklaces and we promised we would always be there for each other and we planned out future”

“Liam-” she mumbled before being cut by him.

“That’s the girl I knew , that is my best friend” Liam continued.

“You have no right to say that” she said standing up dropping the album simultaneously “I am this way cause I needed to survive , you have no idea what it’s like when everyone blames you for everything , where your dad buried all his anger in booze and would beat the crap out of daily , when everyone blames you for the death of your mother and sister, none of you were there I tried doing something but when I came down stairs he… he I could stop hi-”

“Him?” Liam questioned standing up from the bed as she calmed down eyes wild in terror of what she said.

“I should go” she said grabbing her stuff running out before he could react.

He was right , she was innocent. Well atleast when it came to the murder of her family.

// Part 3?

Jeff Atkins x Reader- Teach Me

So this is following a request from anon, who asked for a fic about the reader tutoring Jeff. I hope you like it, anon! This is my first fic being written on this account, but I have many more on my account, @thirteenreasonsfics
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“No,” you said, throwing the last of your stuff into a battered old Jansport. “No way, Clay.”

“Please please please do it!” begged Clay over the phone, his voice thick because of a bad cold. “I swear, I’ll make it up to you.”

It was a regular Monday afternoon at school, and you were just finishing lunch when you got a call from your best friend of ten years and fellow Marvel geek, Clay Jensen. He had been really sick for a couple days by then, and called you to make you take over for him in tutoring Jeff Atkins in US history that day.

“I have a Chem test,” you said, balancing your phone on your shoulder as you picked up your stuff. “Besides, I hardly even know the guy. It’ll be really awkward.”

That last part was actually a lie. You hadn’t known Jeff Atkins very well, true, but had a crazy crush on him since freshman year. You two talked now and then, and you were his lab partner last year, but you never thought there could be anything between you, especially as half the school was crushing on him.

“Fine,” you said, throwing your hands up in defeat. “But you owe me hot chocolate and cake from Monet’s.”

Clay laughed over the phone.

“Thank you, Y/N. Or maybe you’ll thank me. Six thirty, the big white house on Sherman.”


Many hours later, you drove your rattling old Buick up to his house, and grabbed your stuff, trying not to smile like an idiot as you rang the doorbell.

“Y/N!” Mrs Atkins said, opening the door immediately like she had been waiting. “Thank you so much for helping Jeff out.”

You nodded, looking around the simply decorated house. Jeff’s dad was sitting at the table, reading.

“It’s no big deal, Mrs. Atkins. Uh, where’s Jeff?”

Jeff’s mom turned around, and gave you a big smile as she offered you some cookies.

“Oh, he’ll be down in a minute. He’s been changing and showering all day because he heard you’re coming.”

You stopped chewing for a minute. Was he-

“Normally Jeffrey walks into Clay’s tutoring sessions looking like a Neanderthal,” his dad snorted from the table. “Seriously. Horrible smells.”

“Dad!” Jeff said as he walked down the stairs, dressed in a red Henley that showed off his toned arms and old blue jeans. “Hey, Y/N. Ready to start?”

“Yeah, yeah of course,” you said, quickly picking up your stuff. “Do we.. go upstairs?”

Jeff turned.

“Oh, yeah. I’m sorry my room’s a mess, I had practice so I didn’t clean up..”

Mrs Atkins smiled as you two climbed the stairs, shaking her head fondly.

“Door open, kids, okay?” she said as you made your way up, and called Jeff over to whisper to him. “Good luck, sweetheart.”

“Mom,” he said, rolling his eyes, embarrassed. “I’m not that bad as US History.”

His mom raised an eyebrow as she began to head to the kitchen.

“It’s not the US History you need luck with.”


“So you should always mention the opposing viewpoint in essays,” you said, going over Jeff’s homework in pencil. “See, that argument would have been so much stronger with a counterpoint.”

He nodded, concentrating intently. It was beginning to get dark outside, and you were just finishing up the last of the day’s work.

“Okay, so bring me the work-” you began, but then remembered that Clay would be back to tutoring Jeff the next time. “Nevermind. Just do well, okay?”

He grinned, stretching as the Henley snaked its way up his stomach before falling back down.

“Yes Ma'am. Next week, same time?”

You turned from gathering up your stuff.

“Won’t Clay be back to tutoring you then?”

He nodded, suddenly realizing as his face fell.

“I- yeah, I guess,” he said, slumping back down. “Thanks again, Y/N. You may have saved my grade.”

“May?” you asked in mock outrage. “I saved it. Single handedly. Like Iron Man saved Sokovia.”

He laughed.

“I’d say that one was a team effort though. If it weren’t for Quicksilver..”

“You watch Marvel movies?” you asked incredulously, looking at him.

“I do a lot of things,” he replied. “I- I’m more than the dumb jock you think I am, Y/N.”

“I didnt say you were a dumb jock,” you said softly. “Hey. You play sports and are smart and look hot. I can only do one of those things.”

Jeff laughed again then, and then stopped suddenly as you both realized what you had said.

“You think I’m hot?” he asked, grinning.

“No, I, that’s not what I-”

“You do,” he said, and laughed. “God, I thought you’d never like me back..”

“Like you back?” you asked, now stunned. “You-”

“Yes, Y/N, I like you,” he said, looking at you sheepishly. “I thought you knew. Everyone knew!”

“I-,” you said, but the words wouldn’t come out. Jeff Atkins, the hottest guy at school and your long term crush, liked you?!

“I guess now would be good time to ask you out, wouldn’t it?” he asked, running a hand through his Abercrombie model hair.

You grinned.

“Yes. Yes it would.”

“Saturday, five thirty, Monet’s?” he asked, and smiled when you nodded. “Alright.”

You smiled like an idiot, especially when Mrs Atkins gave you a knowing look as you left. You were going to have to buy a new dress. And you were going to have to thank Clay so much.

By @thirteenreasonsfics

anonymous asked:

What is your opinion on the whole "Taylor is missing" thing? Do you think she's using us? I personally think she's doing just fine, there's no need for high fan or public involvement two months before the album, people will just get sick of her before it actually comes out

she’s not missing, lol she’s just not living a public life now (like she hasnt been for almost a year, idk why this is surprising) bc even living a semi public life during the last era brought her constant shit and bashing. 

and this is gonna get lonnnnng but let me just use this one anon to answer the pile of similar ones i have in one post. 

 I am completely stunned if people can not see that by not being public about her life - and i dont just mean her bf, i mean the entire thing -  she is diminishing a significant majority of the reasons she got hate. is it at the expense of not being able to ‘see’ her? yes. but it’s … her life, she’s not some character in a tv show that people should be able to tune in to every other day or week and see what she’s doing and know all the details of who she is with or what she is wearing. She’s an amazing talented artist who i love but she is also a person, and she - like all famous people - deserve the chance and choice to live a life outside her career w/o everyone butting in and knowing about it. And bc of the paps and the fact everyone has a camera nowadays in their pocket, the only way to achieve that is to live as privately as possible, avoiding photographing situations and avoiding situations where walking out of a door becomes a news story. 

she’s about 10x more involved w/her fans than any other artist that i follow bc the other artists are involved 0%, so um, to that end i think anyone complaining about the level of fan involvement being disappointing or not good enough or fake or using fans is just complaining because they want more from her and to that end i would ask, aside from the fact it is rather demanding of someone to always want more, what ‘more’ do they want of her … that she can reasonably do w/o backlash for it? let’s run throught the options. first off…  interviews about her personal life ( i thought it was ‘all about the music…’?) .. interviews where even if her personal life were off-limits, and she wanted to only talk about making her music, there is no way that any interviewer would not take the opportunity to ask her about the backlash of last year, trump, kk, feminism, being hated, all that was a part of the album’s coming-together and process, and why the fuck would taylor want to sit there and be asked about all that? sounds fun, haha, not? that would all only lead to more criticism and spur the news cycle even more?  does she want another feminism 2.0? or maybe talk about her friendships which brought along the whole squad nonsense? if people can’t quite frankly see that interviews right now would inevitably or immediately be turned against her i think they were not paying attention the last 3 years and watching what happened. she’s obviously saying what she wants to say to the public via her music / mv and the way in which she is presenting her music thus far in lieu of any sit-down interview. . now that said if she decides to do interviews then fantastic, i would love them too, i’ll be the first to read them,  but i have to say if she doesnt, then i can 150% understand why not. Why set yourself up to be attacked and have your own words used against you later?

maybe these folks want candids? missing taylor is fine and valid and that is okay, and you can want candids, there is nothing wrong with wanting to see her, but to be actually upset with her not wanting / allowing the paparazzi, who are the actual impetus to so many of the rumors about her and a significant majority of the bullshit she  has faced (not to mention the stalking), and ½ the reason for the overexposure,  to make money off unsolicited pictures of her? who can blame her? what good would those pictures have for her …. so that she can be plastered across the news, making the public sick of her again at a faster rate than she would be otherwise? or to lead to stories made up about her about being pregnant/having a boob job / about to b/u with her bf/ or just simply having her picture taken when she doesnt want it taken?  Look at the pics of her and joe running into her apt from the other day. they were picked up by a lot of sites. and those were blurry, shitty, no-face pictures. imagine what would happen if she casually walked from the car to the door and smiled for everyone? 

are people upset bc of things she experimented with during the 1989 era… like the secret listening sessions… so that the fandom can fight again about who got picked and who didnt? it was a wonderful idea she had to do that and generous and kind, and i’m happy for the fans who got to be a part of those types of things, but it also caused a lot of sour feelings. Same with swiftmas and other fan-specific things. you just can’t please everyone or people feel like there is favoritism and hurt feelings,… maybe it is better to treat the whole class equally… than only have a small group over for your birthday party, hmm?

 maybe people are upset of the lack of replies and reblogs on tumblr .. sure those were fun!! even tho it led to people thirsting for her attention harder which maybe made the experience for her on tumblr disingenuous? maybe if that expectation of getting involved in posts or fans’ personal lives is gone then that expectation will subside, and she can stay focused on liking things that pertain primarily to her music - and occasionally a few about her? her likes so far have been 99.9% pertaining to her and her music. not to mention the replies/rb’s let to buzzfeed and bustle etc running articles picking apart her replies? 

 or perhaps people are upset about the lack of  instagram posts so that those can also be dissected and mocked for whatever content? her insta was constantly regarded by the media as a bragger, ‘look at me, my life is so great, but also im a cat lady with a lot of famous friends’.  Trust me i loved seeing her ig pictures too, i love her sense of humor and that came through in some of her posts, but i have never seen someone’s instagram more attacked than hers in the last 3 years no matter what she posted unless it was a direct relation to her work … and even some of those were the source of negativity. her friend ships were attacked so hard, it became a topic of discussing and mockery in other artists’ interviews “are you a part of ‘the squad.’ Then there was the whole craze if she didnt wish someone a hbd, suddenly that friendship was in turmoil and there go the tabs again. So she’s using her ig like most businesses use theirs: to promote their brand. Seems reasonable to me. Why set yourself up for attacks. And back to tumblr, look at what happened last time she reblogged a certain blog playfully, it led to a story running across every outlet mocking her when she was just trying to have fun and being goofy re: the og blog’s sassy post? who can blame her for going, ‘guess i cant do that anymore’? even her ‘likes’ are being reported by the news now!! there is no ability to have a semiprivate fan-artist relationship because the media. gets. ahold. of. everything. and. they. ruin it. 

and since we are a society who loves to blame, if people want to blame someone for the way things are, blame the press, blame the paps, but don’t blame taylor. she’s simply reacting and adapting to the culture around her.

and i do expect she will do performances around the album launch, bc those are generally well regarded and not torn apart… 

and as for ‘using us’ .. .thats just an insult wow. first and foremost no one is holding a gun to anyone’s head. the door is right there. use it if her current approach is so bothersome, but to sit here and whine about it? If you hate your job, find a new one? if your friends suck, stop hanging out with them? but to sit there and bitch? come on. if you’re that unhappy and think taylor is some changed person you dont like/relate to anymore.. then go! the ongoing complainy judgmental negativity is puerile and rooted in underlying selfishness … and we are only three weeks into this era.  

i have heard people feel ‘disconnected’.. i thought the whole reason people liked taylor swift was to connect and relate to her through her music? isnt that what ultimately, every reviewer has said since the beginning of time: Great music, Great lyrics, Very Relatable. love story, fifteen, white horse, trouble, enchanted, all too well, sio, 22, clean, i could keep going but arent those all songs people have really related to, got them through good and bad times? was it not the music people related to with taylor from the beginning, to her experiences, growing up, love, love lost, coming of age, that she shared in lyric? that’s how i have since ages ago? it was always music first. The rest was gravy? but if some connected to her primarily through her personal life - interviews, instagram, baking, cats, boyfriends, friends, clothing, outfits -  was really where it was at…… and the music is just a footnote… if people are truly disconnected now bc the above don’t exist .. then maybe it is the very right choice of taylor to remove them… remove the ‘other’ way people felt connected .. .because maybe she really only wants people to *feel* connected to her through her art, not her private life?  i respect her choice to try to keep something to herself. 

idk if people were simply not paying attention, but taylor seems to have cut everything out of her life that people ragged on her for in the past. like, wouldn’t you? isn’t that basically self-preservation and protecting yourself? if someone is going to use something against you, why would you continue to do it anymore? wouldnt that be rather masochistic? i mean really give that a solid five minutes of thought. if you are taylor swift and you are doing something that you are repeatedly and vigorously torn down for - like all the things i have mentioned above - why on God’s green earth would you continue to do them? honestly, why? is pleasing some fans by doing A, B, and C above really worth the expense of allowing your life to be one where you are trashed daily by literally the entire media? what kind of life is that? 

good for her for putting herself first.

Rika’s back and MC gets left P. 5

Rika is back and MC gets sick at the same time she feels abandoned. Part 1 (x) | Part 2 (x) | Part 3 (x) | Part 4 (x) | Part 5 (x)

Some say that people experience 3 different loves throughout their lifetime

The first: the young, idealistic kind of love that looks right but may not feel right

The second: the hard love; where lessons are learned and the kind of unbalanced love where making it work is more important that if is actually should work

The love we wished was right

And finally

The third: the wrecking ball; the one we never see coming and teaches us why the rest didnt work out

Looks wrong; but feels right and lasts

Not always will each be experienced in close age gaps following another; some never experience all three

Others are fortuante and only experience one or two

and others believe they have experienced all three in another life

But sometimes love is only a concept and not real for some people in the sense that love only has to be sexual or romantic  and not familial

Whatever the case you need to acknowledge the different loves

Because love is more than just romantic or classified;

Not always will they be romantic or have enough power in them to stir a storm in you, but there is always a level of light within each love

Sometimes, it can be hard to realize, accept, and even move on from; but sometimes it’s best to move on from them, even if they are your family


  • You don’t think you can move
  • The sounds of blades ripping through the air make your ears hurt and pop
  • Someone is caressing your head
  • and someone else is gripping your hand
  • You don’t know where you are or why
  • But you don’t feel like you should be there
  • The voices are distant and unlike anything you can understand
  • Sometime later the loud blades stop and you’re being lowered by a few people and wheeled away
  • You hear people arguing and yelling and you still can’t open your eyes
  • Why can’t I see?
  • You can’t move either
  • You feel needles entering you
  • Machines all around
  • And feel nice, clean oxygen enter your nose through tubes
  • Am I in trouble?
  • You still cant hear well
  • But you can feel
  • You feel someone squeeze your hand and someone kiss your cheek
  • You don’t know where they went but after a few minutes they all left

— Jahee —

  • She can’t believe it
  • She doesn’t
  • Not at first, not until V explains
  • He explains that Rika had always been sick
  • that she needed to save everyone and help in anyway she could to feel needed and loved
  • V explained how she could only help them by hurting them and by making MC the middle person
  • But he didn’t think she would hurt MC
  • Not in a way that would kill her way at least
  • By the request of Mr. Han
  • Jahee had both lawyers and psychologist at the standby ready
  • But her main concern was MC
  • She thought MC was gone, that she left without goodbye and was hurt
  • But no; she was wrong
  • MC was the victim
  • What will become of her, she didn’t know
  • She wondered if anyone felt like she did bc no one seemed to think that Rika and V needed to be held accountable
  • It was a game of pointing fingers and “If MC dies what then?”
  • She needed something more awakening and filling than coffee atm
  • She needed MC to be okay

— Yoosung —-

  • He was livid
  • How could V blame everything on Rika? She would never do this!
  • After he saw the messages he threw his phone
  • He went to Zen to be caught up and both went with Jahee to the hospital where Jumin and Seven were waiting for MC
  • He needed to see Rika though
  • Neither Jahee nor Zen complied
  • He asked Jumin to take him to see Rika but Jumin just looked at him with an unreadable expression and if he asked Seven, Seven wouldnt have answered since he’d have been busy on his laptop
  • He almost gave up but then saw Rika in a separate room with V
  • He couldn’t stand V
  • V did this; by allowing this to continue he hurt MC and RIka
  • He would never ever forgive him

—- Zen —-

  • The surgery was long and tiring
  • He canceled everything and stayed in the waiting room Jumin had set up for them rich kid problems
  • He really had a need just to smoke all his stress away but didnt want to knowing that MC wasnt a fan of the smell and he didnt want her to say that when she woke up from the surgery
  • He had it all planned out
  • “Forget Rika and the rest, let’s go and travel without responsibilities MC”
  • And he hoped she’d agree and maybe even offer to take them all to visit her home and family and
  • he was excited that the pet she had was a dog and not a cat bc poor bby cant sneeze and have fun at the same time
  • But he knew he just needed to ask for trust fund over there for some help and once MC was out of here hed propose the idea to her and the other members
  • BUt first he’d need to know how they found her and everything because V was vague and it irritated him how they kept secrets
  • He thought they were all family; is this how a family should be?
  • He really just needed a smoke

—- Seven —-

  • It’s an endless nightmare for him
  • Hacking into the system worked up until he couldn’t continue to watch her stats drop
  • He didnt want to imagine what damage would befall onto MC
  • AFter flatlining a few times, he was sure that the doctors would call her time of death but they kept at it
  • Until finally MC stabilized
  • When the doctors told the rest the news he didnt think he could breathe until he saw for himself that MC was okay and not taken away again by an occult-following quack of a doctor
  • So he kept an eye on her through the video
  • He read on the reports the doctors and nurses were inputting into the system but all he could think about was who Unknown was
  • V would know, but he didnt trust himself to go to V to get answers
  • Not at the moment anyways
  • They must have been good to have helped MC
  • And isn’t there some saying that if a dog likes a person, it’s because they are good?


  • You can hear and feel and think
  • But you can’t see
  • Am i even moving?
  • You being to wonder where you have come to that you don’t understand anything anyone is saying
  • You panic because you feel people touch you,
  • but you can’t see anyone or anything and it scares you because they cant hear you to know to stop
  • You try to hear out for your mom or dad
  • You feel hands on your face and you panic because you dont want anyone touching you there; you cant stand anyone touching you anywhere
  • You feel something cold run up your arm and then you fall back to calmness…

—- Jumin —-

  • He couldnt look at her let alone hug her
  • He wanted to know that she would forgive him
  • BUt at the moment he really wanted to know that she would overcome this and wake up and smile
  • Just to see her smile would make everything else fall into a prefecture of being able to breath easy
  • The doctors said that she would have to continue on the medication and get on a clinical trial that can possibly help her we all know Jumin pushed for her to be in one
  • But Jumin didnt think everything would ever be the same
  • They wrapped her face becasue of the medication that Rika gave her, that caused some deformities in her eyes
  • They got to her in time to save her eyes, but she won’t be able to see for a few days until she fully recovered
  • They said she would be groggy when waking up and even confused, which should go away in time
  • They gave her a sedative to relax her so she wouldnt further injure herself 
  • But it made him confused that she didnt understand them at all or know who was talking
  • Or how she was feeling all over herself, which caused her to think someone else was touching her and which caused her to panic even more
  • He knew he should go and see Rika and V but he couldn’t atm, not while MC was like this
  • Jahee left to get coffee and to make sure the lawyers were ready for whatever was to come:
  • Either RIka and V are held accountable or not, or if MC decides to leave everyone and order a restraining order- whatever she wanted, he was sure to deliver

— Rika —

  • “It was all for the sake of everyone”
  • she chanted over and over, not knowing that she was mumbling to herself as V and her cousin stood by watching her from the doorway 
  • Some time had passed, not knowing what day it was, or what happened after the girl… the one with the sin… after that sinful girl was taken it all went blank for Rika 
  • She tried to remember but she couldn’t push past the hazy clouds of incoherent memories she didn’t trust anymore 
  • There was one doctor she liked that she saw 
  • He was a man of his word and talked to her about religion and even let her explain how that sinful girl made her way into hurting everyone 
  • and how it was only possible becuase she and how it was only possible becuase she let it happen
  • If it had not been for Rika, no one would have met MC
  • No one would have been saved! 
  • No one would have been liberated from the tribulations and trials and suffering that came with life had it not been for Rika allowing MC into the RFA
  • And the doctor understood that. 
  • Rika didnt ask for updates on the sinful girl bc she wanted to know that it was all worth it in the end to save everyone 
  • “She woke up and scared everyone when she didnt understand them” V talked to Rika as she continued to mumble her chant 
  • Thankfully Jumin is fluent in English and was able to talk to MC for the few moments she didn’t remember Hangul” 
  • Rika slightly upset that she failed 
  • Hearing the angels mock her as she sat there listening to V talk about that sinful girl made her angry 
  • She didnt want to be mocked by the angels anymore 

— V —

  • He felt guilty in ways that he knew were sick and twisted 
  • He shouldnt have defended Rika or he should have gone to seek help for her
  • He let Rika’s condition continue and grow until she no longer was the same Rika he first met at the gallery all those years ago 
  • He was too scared to meet everyone face to face after all that had happened; he didn’t want to see anyone out of fear and shame 
  • MC woke up confused and only understandable through English
  • The only thing that kept V sane was the small conversations Jumin would have with him
  • granted they were mainly one-sided, he felt warm and almost forgiven when Jumin talked to him 
  • He didn’t know if he would ever recieve forgiveness from MC
  • at this point, he wasnt sure he even deserved it 
  • But to know that MC would turn out fine despite all he had done and let Rika do would give him comfort for the rest of his days 


  • Jumin calmly explained how you were not in America anymore and that you were in South Korea 
  • He helped you remember things you already knew but you didn’t want them to know you knew 
  • You figured it would make things easier if you let them think you forgot the majority of everything 
  • From them abandoning you to the drugs and to the now; you wanted them all to think you forgot the major events 
  • You did, however, let them know that you did not forget Paco poor bby was sad until he saw you 
  • You found it hard to lie to them for the first day and then went to slowly ‘remembering’ Hangul
  • It was not hard to pretend to be weary around them bc they did abandon you and thought you left them without having known you better 
  • You wanted to forgive them for having left you and forgotten about you 
  • but you couldnt find it in you to forgive them 
  • Try as they might, you could not go back to before Rika resurfaced
  • Zen offered a trip to the States to visit your family, and Jumin ofc said he would pay for the trip for everyone 
  • Jahee provided a lot of amazing coffee for you to indulge in such the coffee whore you ever are
  • Yoosung would stop by and cry for a few seconds each visit and then leave the room in an uncomfortable manner 
  • and then there was Seven 
  • You dont know why but you couldn’t find it in you to ever stay mad at him
  • You did want to ask him about Saeran, bc you weren’t sure if you should expose Unknown’s identity to a hacker who works for bosses that dont seem to be the best runner-ups for ‘Boss-of-the-year-award’ 

Would he get in trouble? What if by exposing his name, I’d get him in trouble? I don’t want Saeran to be involved. He shouldn’t have to hide either. Where did he go? Would Seven keep this a secret if I asked him to? 

— Unknown —

  • He watched MC convey confusion and watched how she reacted towards everyone 
  • How she was at ease with Saeyoung and Jumin the most out of all the RFA 
  • How she smiled when the secretary would give her coffee and when the red-eyed boy would smile back at her after he would helplessly flirt 
  • Or how she would tense up when the young blonde boy walked in sad and left sad, but how she would fondly smile at the boy when he was not apologizing
  • Saeran felt like he was part to blame for what happened to her 
  • Maybe one day he will come back and see how things would work out if he could find out more about Saeyoung 
  • He felt like he was making all the right choices and for all the right reasons, that is until MC and Paco became his mission, making him loose the game and goal he set out to win 
  • His primary concern was how to come back to face Saeyoung without malicious intent 
  • until then, he figured he would go to America and see how things were for a few weeks how convenient that it would be during their trip to visiting MC’s home town 


  • You didnt know if Yoosung would ever look at you the same
  • it bothered you slightly how the one person who you thought would have stayed by your side would leave you a lot more than the rest 
  • But you knew 
  • you knew how this must have all been confusing for him to have discovered what mental issues his cousin was dealing with 
  • You just wished that he didn’t blame V for everything 
  • bc it wasnt V, it was all Rika 
  • You know you should forgive and forget but you couldnt 
  • It didnt feel right to lie to Seven and Jumin 
  • but you got the sense that they knew you knew 
  • Somehow it a silent agreement between the 3 of you to pretend that you dindt remember most of the past few weeks 
  • You were scared of leaving teh hospital because you didnt want to be alone anymore 
  • but you were scared of the hospital from the beginning since most of everything started with the hospital 
  • Jumin offered you the best lawyers and doctors and space as an apology 
  • while Seven kept you company and when he thought you slept, you could hear him profusely apologize 
  • You agreed to Zen’s idea of a vacation only after V admitted Rika into the psychiatric ward 
  • Yoosung wouldnt talk to you for days or to anyone, but you felt like maybe he needed to take time to re-evaluate his thoughts 
  • You enjoyed it when Jahee would bring in a good cup of coffee and talk to you like you used to before 
  • No one mentioned the illness you had or the Rika events 
  • It made you happy to not think about the stress or heartbreaking moments 
  • but it made you sad too because it was your life 
  • and no one was acknowledging it at all 
  • You did, however, receive only one letter from Unknown who asked you to keep his real name a secret until the next time you would meet 
  • He reminded you that you could still talk to Paco about the part of your life everyone was okay with omitting 
  • And you understood why they wanted to omit that bit of your life, but omitting it doesn't completely mask the fact that it happened 
  • Maybe this will all catch up and resurface some day to where everyone would come to terms with it all 
  • and maybe then Rika would be back to how everyone said she was but you found it hard to believe and less thrilling to picture
  • But until then you figured out to slowly let them into your heart instead of you into theirs, things could be different 
  • Maybe you would learn to forgive them and learn to trust them as they did to you before Rika 
  • But you figured it would take time 
  • A person can only hold out so much before they crumble after having pieces of them chipped and filled away to make space for other people to fit with them
  • Maybe if you had stayed home instead of venturing for adventure, you wouldnt have become terrified of the dark, needles, and strangers so much 
  • Maybe if you didn’t answer those messages you wouldnt have become so traumitized by a group of people you considered family 
  • But maybe if Rika didn’t go crazy on you, you wouldn’t have formed such bonds with people 
  • And you know that there was still a lot of more to discover of each member of the RFA before you could ever think of leaving your family 
  • For the moment you would settle with: Rika staying far away from you,
  • everyone hovering including the ever so distant smoll angry Yoosung,
  • the constant suppression of events you wanted to make everyone feel guilty about but couldnt bc they did that on their own, 
  • and the knowledge that this dysfunctional group of misfits would be your final, unforeseen, and third love.
Kim Junmyeon//Contretemps

Summary: You and Junmyeon have been together for five years - well, you were together for five years. Until two weeks ago. You need to go out with your friends to forget him, but he’s the only thing on your mind. 
Scenario: slight angst, fluff
Word Count: 3,374

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Frost (ThunderFrostIron)(Chapter One)

Welcome to the Story! This picks up a few weeks after the last Chapter of STORMS, disregarding the epilogue in that fic. It will focus more on Loki’s mental health and healing with Tony and Thor helping with his journey.

For those of you who didnt read Storms– Hjartslattur means heartbeat and is used to describe Tonys relationship to Thor. Elskan Min means beloved and is Thor’s name for Tony.

Like and Reblog to be added in the next chapter! Can’t wait to hear what everyone thinks about it! Drop a comment or hit up my ask box!



Prologue– Several Weeks Ago

“Anthony.” Thor reached for Tony’s hand and held it tight, joining Loki on the lawn of the Avengers compound. “Are you ready to leave with me then? To go to Asgard with me?”

Tony looked at the team gathered in front of the doors, rubbed uncomfortably at his chest and the reminder of Siberia that he was always going to have.“Yes.” Tony said firmly. “I’m ready to leave with you. I’m ready for–for Asgard.”

Are you?” Loki asked, and his hand pressed just lightly at the small of Tony’s back, then slipped underneath his shirt to touch his skin. Loki’s hand was ice cold, then suddenly burning hot and Tony shuddered a little, staring up at the Trickster God, who was looking down at him with something unreadable in his green eyes.

“Ye-yes.” Tony stammered, then glanced up at Thor who was watching them both with a curious, but pleased, expression.

“My brother and I have shared many things, all the centuries we have been together.” Thor said then, and ran his fingers lightly over Tony’s skin, smiling when the sparks jumped between their bodies. “Perhaps you will enjoy Asgard more than you think.”

“Indeed.” Loki’s skin seemed to ripple blue, but it was gone before Tony could be sure. “Some legends, say that the Trickster God and the Thunder God share a hjartslattur, that even though we are not truly family, we will share two pieces of the same soul, we will share the same heartbeat.”

Oh.” Tony squeaked when Loki pressed lightly against his back again, the touch first blindingly cold and then hot.

“Summon the bifrost, brother.” Loki commanded with another curious smile down at Tony. “Lets us take your hjartslattur home.”

Thor grinned, raising Mjolnir high, and with a roar of thunder and flash of light, they were gone.

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anonymous asked:

Could you write a reaction abt bts finding out you are depressed (or even suicidal) It's totally fine if you don't want to do it bc I know a lot of people think that's triggering, love your blog btw ❤️

Im going to mark this mature not because its sexual but because anyone who doesn’t feel comfortable with this topic shouldn’t be forced to see it. I do however think for those who are struggling with depression (Id hate to think any of you are suicidal, it would break my heart.) seeing how their favorite boys would handle this might be something that pulled them from sadness, even if its just for a little and just my silly old opinion. Remember I love all of you xx

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Pairing: Peter Parker X Reader
Warnings: Language & FLUFF
REMINDER: I do not have a tags list!


There were certain moments you had with your boyfriend that meant the world to you, even if they were simple exchanges at school, or hanging out at Delmar’s for the “best sandwiches in Queens” according to Peter, or even when he stumbled onto your fire escape after a rough night.

And those moments even included when you bugged him to the point of snapping, because you loved getting a rise of out him almost more than anything, because he could never stay mad at you for long.

“I am really bored, Peter.”

Peter let out a groan, as this was the fourth time you’d said that sentence in the last eight minutes. “Y/N, please, we need to study for this test.”

He was sitting at his desk with notes spread out all over it, you on his bed only holding a notepad as you tried to focus but found yourself unable to. You crossed your ankles, giving him a look.

“No,” you pouted, making him shoot you a glare before turning back to his work, ignoring you. For a minute he actually thought you were gonna give up.

You started tapping your pencil on your paper, glancing up at him innocently as you saw him clench his fist around his pen, trying to ignore you. Biting your lip to keep from smiling, you continued the tapping, waiting for him to snap.

“Y/N, knock it off, please,” he muttered, writing something down while you just continued.

Fight me,” you replied, watching him tense, sighing through his nose as he rubbed his temple.

“Sweetheart, please, I’m begging you, stop the tapping,” he finally looked at you, but you could tell he wasn’t really mad by the playful look in his eyes.

Get over here and fucking make me,” you said, barely glancing up from your paper to see his eyes widen slightly.

“You asked for it,” he laughed as he suddenly launched across the room to the bed, making you squeal when he pretty much tackled you onto the bed.

“S-Stop!” You couldn’t help but laugh when he ran his hands up and down your sides, knowing exactly how ticklish you were. You really regretted letting it slip a few weeks ago, cause now he could use that against you.

“Are you sorry?” Peter grinned and asked between your giggles, not stopping even as he saw tears in your eyes from laughing so hard.

“Yes! Yes, I-I’m sorry,” you managed to say, sighing in relief when he stopped. However he did leave his hands on your waist, his eyes no longer having a playful look but now a lustful one.

“You are so beautiful,” he murmured, making a blush raise in your cheeks when he lifted a hand to your hair, moving it from your face.

“You’re beautiful too,” you teased, smiling when he chuckled and leaned forward, his hand cupping your cheek as he kissed you softly.

Yep, moments like this were ones you held close to your heart - lazy afternoons where you and Peter could be alone together without worrying about either of your problems. Just his lips moving against yours and making your heart race as you tangled your fingers in his brown curls and he moved his hands up your waist to pull you closer.

Suddenly he slipped off the edge of the bed and hit his back on the floor, letting out an “oof” when you fell with him, landing on his chest.

“Nice,” you laughed, not able to keep from giggling at his surprised expression, “What happened to those spidey reflexes?”

He rolled his eyes as you went dead-weight on him, resting your head on his chest and shutting your eyes.

“Whatcha doing?” He asked, his arms encircling your waist in a hug so you wouldn’t slip off him.

“Taking a nap,” you replied, not opening your eyes when he sighed.

“Can’t you go on the bed to do that, babe?” He mumbled, not really that upset about you sleeping on him, but more so that he needed to study. “I was sorta in the middle of something.”

“Well, that’s too bad,” you tried not to smile, “You’re really comfy, Pete.”


“Shhhh,” you interrupted, “Why don’t you take a break? We’ve been at it for hours.”

I’ve been at it for hours while you’ve been complaining,” he scoffed, moving a hand to your hair and running his fingers through it, making you smile. “But sure, go ahead and nap, I’ll just sit here and be your pillow.”

“I knew you loved me,” you teased, then tensed when you realized what you said.

You felt him tense too, and you immediately wanted to take it back. Were you two at the “I love you” stage yet? You knew that you loved him, but you had yet to say it, afraid it might be too early since Peter had yet to say it himself. You had only been dating a few months, and you didn’t know when it was normal to say the L-word.

“I do,” he relaxed slightly, making you glance up at his sort of anxious expression. “I do love you, Y/N.”

You gave him a bright smile, making his nervousness disappear. “I love you too.”

He grinned and kissed you again, any worries he felt that you might not reciprocate dissolving as you responded eagerly, one hand cupping his jaw.

Yeah, these were the moments that you really loved Peter Parker.

Okay so if you don’t know already, I love Doctor!Cas in destiel fics SO MUCH. Like I don’t even need to read the fic if it has doctor!cas in it, i’m already there XD. 

So here’s a list of the best/my favorite destiel fics with Doctor!Cas in them. I’ll update this from time to time when I find more fics :) (I track the doctor!cas tag on ao3 lol) All of these are AU and complete! 

Tagging: @deanscolette, @lostboycas, @seraphmisha, @rebmathegisher <3

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ex-boyfriend! park jihoon

part two of the ex-boyfriend! wanna one series has arrived!!

thank you guys so much for 150 notes on the ex-bf! daniel scenario!! i honestly thought it would only reach like 20 max but 150!! im so happy omg

note: wanna one might or might not get back together with their ex-lover, it depends entirely on how i felt lol

  • genres: angst, slice of life, heartbreak
  • other notes: bulletpoint scenario
  • number of words: 1.27k

ex-boyfriend! wanna one: 2/?

read the ending here!

Originally posted by tutrinhh157

  • lets start this off by saying you and jihoon were never supposed to meet
  • it would’ve caused you two too much heartbreak if you did
  • but the world is cruel
  • and the two of you met a convenience store four blocks away from his school
  • you were not a normal student
  • your life was not normal to begin with
  • how could it be when your parents drove you to school in expensive foreign cars and gave you an allowance of two thousand dollars a month
  • that was more than some adults made in two months
  • ok back to the story
  • you were hiding in the convenience store because you didn’t want to go on a date with the son of a large electronics company 
  • you avoided that meeting not because you didn’t like him
  • he was a nice guy and very well-mannered
  • almost to the point where you wondered if someone really existed like this in real life
  • it was because he was in love with someone
  • you saw the way his eyes lit up when he talked about her
  • and you respected that
  • so you tried your hardest to stopped these meetings
  • but your dad wasn’t having any of that
  • “look y/n if we merge companies, you have even more money to spend and you don’t have to worry about working”
  • that was the thing your dad didn’t understand
  • you didn’t want money
  • you just wanted to be normal
  • going to cafes afterschool with friends
  • eating ddeokbokki in the middle of the night
  • laughing over something dumb your friends did
  • going to the movies in a big group
  • things that normal teenagers did you had never done
  • that was about to change
  • jihoon entered the convenience stored exactly four minutes after you did
  • the first thing he heard was you shouting
  • “how can i not be panicking when my mom is driving around the neighborhood, looking for me so she can drag me to try on wedding dresses!”
  • jihoon turned over to you and gawked when he realized you were a high school student just like him
  • his eyes trailed down to the badge that was pinned onto the lapel of your blazer
  • seoreung high school
  • aka the school with crazy high tuition fees, chaebols, and super cute uniforms
  • also god/goddess level visuals
  • for some reason, jihoon felt sorry for you even though he didnt know you
  • but it was kinda expected because come on
  • a high schooler trying on wedding dresses??
  • thats ridiculous
  • so he tapped on your shoulder and pointed towards the direction of his school
  • “if you’re trying to hide, i dont think your mom will expect you to be inside a performing arts school”
  • so the two of you ran back to sopa and jihoon found a uniform for you to change into
  • you thanked him quickly and ran off towards the nearest subway station
  • you didn’t notice your student id fall out of the side pocket
  • which meant you also didnt notice jihoon pick it up and smile to himself when he read the card
  • y/n
  • seoreung high school
  • year 1 class 3
  • that night jihoon stayed up late reading the front and back of your id multiple times
  • he looked up the start time of your school and made the decision to go and return it before sopa started
  • the next day
  • you were bring driven to school by your mother when you saw a familiar mustard sunflower yellow uniform in a sea of burgundy ones
  • as soon as your mother pulled over 
  • you dashed out of car and ran up to the person who you believe to be jihoon
  • “why are you here at seoreung?” 
  • jihoon turned around and smiled when he saw you
  • he fished the id out of his blazer pocket and handed it back to you
  • “you dropped this at my school yesterday” was all he said before he walked away from you and out the school gates
  • on the other side of your id card
  • jihoon had written a note on a post it
  • if you ever need to hide, come back to sopa
  • ill have a uniform ready for you 
  • my name is jihoon btw
  • heres my number and kkt id in case you ever need to tell me ahead of time! :)
  • your visits to sopa become more frequent after that
  • as soon as classes at seoreung ended
  • you would run to the subway station and take the subway for one stop to get to sopa
  • jihoon was usually waiting at the front gate with the spare uniform in a paper bag
  • you changed in the girl’s bathroom and usually left as soon as you thanked jihoon
  • one day it rained way too hard for you to go outside
  • jihoon suggested that you come watch him and his friends dance in the studio
  • you sat on the floor of the dance studio and watched as jihoon and the others rehearsed the newest routine 
  • after about an hour his friends left one by one to go to after school classes or plans they had with other friends
  • you and jihoon were the only ones left at this point
  • he sat down next to you and gave you a lopsided grin as he tried to even out his breathing
  • you turned off your phone and turned around to face jihoon who sat closer to you than you expected
  • jihoon was focused on your lips the whole time after he had sat down beside you
  • your three coats of lip balm were drawing more attention than you expected
  • jihoon put both his hands down on the floor and leaned forward, kissing you as the rain outside pelted down on the concrete
  • that was your first day together as a couple
  • you and jihoon would spend more time at sopa than any other place in the city
  • whether it was watching him dance or doing homework together, the two of you were almost always together after school ended
  • that was until your parents found out that you were going to sopa everyday after school
  • two months after you and jihoon started dating when you were at home
  • your mother dropped a manila folder full of pictures of you and jihoon together
  • you looked though each them and grew angrier and angrier as you saw more intimate pictures of you together
  • a large number of them were just of you two holding hands or hugging
  • but there were a few of you kissing jihoon with your arms around his neck and his hands on your waist
  • “were you following me the whole time?!”
  • she didn’t answer and instead sat down on the seat across from you
  • “look y/n we didn’t want to do this, but you’ve been avoiding sungho for the past four months. we had to see what kind of person the boy your were seeing was.”
  • you were honestly ready to leave the room and run away again but the next thing your mother said made you stop in place
  • “we gave him a spot in an entertainment company y/n”
  • let’s fast forward to the present day shall we?
  • jihoon was sitting inside the van as they drove by the neighborhood he met you in
  • he was scrolling through news on his phone while the other members of wanna one did the same or slept
  • when they stopped at a red light
  • jihoon had froze in place in his seat
  • the van started again and his phone flew out of his hand and onto the floor of the vehicle
  • daughter of the ceo of baeksung corp. y/n and heir to eungang electronics choi sungho dating for a year and a half and engaged. to be married the fall of next year

Type: Smut

Pairing: Jinyoung x Reader

Originally posted by jypnior

You had had it. It was only 3 weeks into taking your relationship with with Jinyoung public and you couldn’t do anything or go anywhere without being attacked by someone. Wether they were telling you that you weren’t good enough, pretty enough or smart enough for him or they were just fans yelling at you for touching ‘their man’ you coolant handle it. 

You loved Jinyoung, that was one of the reasons why you thought that it was time to go public, and he loved you more than the world. But there was no love in the world to trump the hate you were getting. You stopped seeing him, going out even and people were noticing and hating you even more. You were avoiding him and the others and the lack of seeing you with them just made that hate fly faster your way.

You curled up and crying, no one to talk to since even your own friends were chiming in on the hate and telling you to just end it with him. You couldn’t talk to Jinyoungs members either since they would probably all just tell you the same thing ‘be strong and don’t break up with him it will go away.’ 

But it wasn’t and you were still left there, alone, and with nothing to make you feel better. You wouldn’t even go to work and pretend like this was something you could handle since fans had started to show up there and harass you. You couldn’t do anything. Well, you could. Maybe the only way out of this was to just end it. End the hate, end the gossip, end the relationship. 

You pulled the covers over your head again. No, you couldn’t do that to him, you loved him so much and you wouldn’t know where or who’d you be without him. You stared at his name on your phone, it flashing up right beside you to hide all of the hate that you had been tagged by. You sniffled and wiped your cheek, clearing your throat once before answering his call. 


‘Hey! Babe, I’m getting an hour break in like thirty minutes lets go have lunch or something.’ He said. You could tell he was distracted. 

‘No.’ Your eyes started to well again. 

‘What? I thought you said earlier you were hungry, did you already eat?’

‘Jinyoung I don’t want to. I can’t.’ You all but whispered, trying hide the fact that you had started to cry again. 

‘Can’t what? Y/n your scaring me whats wrong?’

‘Im sorry JInyoung I can’t do this anymore. I can’t its too much.’ and then you hung up. 

You squeezed your eyes shut to try and stop the tears that just kept coming. Your phone kept ringing and ringing, Jinyoung desperately trying to get ahold of you and eventually Jaebum’s name was coming in with his texts telling you to answer Jinyoungs calls. But you couldn’t. You wouldn’t let him convince you to continue to be miserable. Although, being miserable with him could be far better then being miserable without. 

You couldn’t handle it anymore, the only thing that you knew is you wanted to be alone. You turned your phone off and sat up, wiping your cheeks before hugging the comforter around your shoulders and making your way to the kitchen. After making yourself a cup of tea you sat yourself on the couch, looking out the window at the rain. Your mind was scattered, you didnt know what to think about, all you know was that you wanted to stat there, wrapped up and alone. 

And you did. For the majority of the day you sat curled up and absentmindedly watching the tv, something you could control with no celebrity news commercials. The only time you stood was to either make yourself more tea, pee or accept the takeout you had ordered. And that was it.

Eventually sleep had overcome you and you wish you could say it was enough to get your mind off of things, but it wasn’t. All you could do was dream about the hate and Jinyoung. You woke up and sighed, clutching the pillow you had been holding tighter and rolling your head into it more, smiling slightly at the feint smell of Jinyoungs cologne on it before you remembered that was over. You opened your eyes and groaned at the sound of knocking and looked out the window, singing at the fact that it was already dark. Another set of knocks and you tapped around you looking for your phone, but then remembered you had turned it off and set it aside. 

A third set of knocks made you sit up and you realize that it was your door being pounded on. Taking the blanket with you, you stood and made your way over to the front door and took a deep breath. Even though you were curious as to who was on the other side of the door you had a pretty good idea. You unlocked the door halfway through another set of knocks that made you jump, and just as slow as you had unlocked it, you started to open the door. But he couldn’t wait and pushed it forward hard making you stumble back. 

He looked like hell, you could tell that his mind was everywhere except where it was supposed to be and you instantly felt a pull at your heart as his eyes landed on you. He reached for you and cupped your face, his eyes turning glass and his bottom lip slightly quivering. 

‘I thought you were hurt, why weren’t you answering me.’ He said stroking the side of your head as he looked down at you. 

‘I need to be alone.’ you said trying to back out of his hold.

‘No you don’t. Why is this happening, why can’t you do this.’ He said holding you tighter so you really couldn’t back away. 

You scoffed, you didnt actually think that you needed to prove to him why you were feeling the way you were. You got out of his grip, dropped the blanket and walked to your room to turn your phone on. You didnt even have to do anything, just shove it into his hands and let him wait for the roll of hate that appeared within seconds. 

You watched as his eyes flicked back and fourth getting redder and redder by the minute as he read the things that people were saying to you and about you. He was silent and you couldn’t actually believe he was trying to read everything, there was too much to even think about it. 

You uncrossed your arms and grabbed your comforter before walking away, going into your bedroom and shutting the door behind you, deciding that the last thing you wanted was to see him. You knew it wouldn’t last long, being alone, but you tried. You brought your knees to your chest and covered your entire body with the blanket, your eyes closing to try and stop the tears that were once again threatening. 

It didnt take long for him to come up behind you and get enough blanket away from you to craw under it. He’d looked at you, his heart breaking as he reached up to stroke your cheek. You opened your eyes to look at him, a tear falling down your cheek. He quickly wiped it away, his fingers moving under your chin as he scooted closer. 

‘Don’t leave me. Ill do what ever it takes to make all of this stop just… don’t leave me.’ You smiled softly before putting your hand on his.

‘The only way this will get better is if I end things. They won’t stop unless I do.’ You cried softly. 

‘No.’ He said a little louder than he probably should have making you jump again. ‘Im not letting you go, I can’t let you go.’ He cried before pushing himself forward and pressing his lips to yours. 

You wanted to fight, to tell him it was wrong and that you couldn’t do it anymore, but the feeling of his lips on yours once again made you feel to light to even think. You couldnt help the tears as he pushed you to your back, his hand moving from caressing your cheek to your shoulder where he laid you back. Your hands had a mind of their own as they reached up to hook around his neck. Still, the thought of the hate was in the back of your head. 

‘No Jinyoung please.’ You cried against his lips, your arms tightening. 

‘Ill fix this, y/n. Ill fix this.’ He breathed into the kiss that seemed to become even deeper. 

You shook your head but you couldn’t stop kissing him and soon their was too much heat between the two of you to stop. You pulled at his shirt trying to get him as close to you as possible, his fingers just touching you were leaving you with your skin on fire. He let you pull the shirt off and then rested his body on yours, his hands running down your side to cress your leg that had folded up against his side. You shook your head again but you couldn’t stop, at that moment all you wanted to do was be with him despite all the hate you knew you were going to wake up to the next morning. 

Your arms tightened around his neck, your leg hooked up around his and your hips pressed slightly up against him. He kissed you deeply, his hands once again running up your sides and pushing his shirt that you were wearing up so he could touch your skin. You moaned a little, just like you did every time he touch your skin for the first time. Even though it was something that expected from you, this time it meant something more, and as he nudged your chin with his nose and began to kiss and suck along your neck he couldn’t help the tears that were silently running down his cheeks. 

‘Please… please, y/n. Please don’t leave me.’ He whispered against your skin. 

Your body was confusing you. Your heart hurt and made you want to stop and just be held by him while he told you everything was going to be okay. But the rest of you ached for him. Your core felt hallow and your thighs trembled with needing him. You rubbed his chest firmly, your hands moving from the bottom of his pecks up around the back of his neck and into his hair and back down. His hands were doing the same. Where he laid from in-between your legs he propped himself up on one arm and with his free hand he ran his hands up and down your leg and over your shorts, his thumb begging for permission as it hooked under the band slightly and pulled just enough so you could feel it snap. 

You lifted your hips again in hope that he would just slip the shorts off of you but after doing it three times and he still hadn’t got the clue the only thing you could think of doing to speed up the process. Your hands trailed down his sides and this time it was your fingers slipping beneath the waist band and your heart lurched when he chuckled slightly at your forwardness. He pulled away from you slightly and and pushed your hair back while looking straight into your eyes. 

‘I love you so much.’ He whispered, his eyes now darting over your entire face as if he needed to mesmerize everything. 

‘I love you.’ You whispered bringing your hands up to cup his  face.

His bottom lip trembled again before pushing himself up and pulling your shorts off as quickly as he could. His lips met yours again and this time he kissed you with such passion that you forgot where you were. His hands were roaming your body fast now, his hands squeezing at your hips and your thighs only stoping when you were laying spread eagle under him. He kissed your neck again, this time moving down to your shoulders and kissing harshly across your collar bone. His hands now were teasing your core, nothing that could set you over the edge but in a way he could tell just how ready you were for him. 

You didnt expect him to dip lower. His hands brought your thighs over his shoulders as his lips dipped down past your belly button leaving a snail trail of kisses. He’d looked up to see you watching him with needy eyes before dipping all the way down, his tongue pressing firmly against your core and  he gave you your first initial lick. Your hand found his hair as pleasure erupted through your body. He took no time in opening and closing his jaw and grinding his tongue against you quickly.

You were always so sensitive to his touch that it seemed like no time before your body was clenching and you were groaning and panting while clenching onto his hair. He could tell just by the way he shifted that you were about to explode and he made sure to drive you just enough to the edge that when he took his tongue away from you, you were left panting and quivering. You moaned pulling your hands up to your face, your chest rising and falling as you tried to catch your breath. 

You didnt pull your hands away until you felt him move back over you and they went straight to hooking around his neck. He kissed you deeply again and at that point you could care less that his mouth had traces of your taste on it. You pushed against him until the two of you were sitting up. You noticed then that he had stripped himself down to nothing and a rush of adrenaline took over you as you pushed him up, turned him around and straddled his lap, your lips pushing his until he was pressed back against the headboard of your bed. You started to roll your hips against his erect member, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you tightly up and down his shaft. 

You moaned and tried to raise your hips wanting nothing more than to feel him in you, but his arms were wrapped to tight around you, the feeling making him tremble with anticipation. When you were finally able to get off his lap and adjust yourself to slide down his member the two of you were already both moaning messes. Jinyoung let out a shaky breath before you pressed your forehead to his. He’d hissed and pulled tighter around your waist as you started to move yourself up and down his lap, his member hitting opposite of your walls every time you moved. Hedtook a shaky hand and pushed your hair back before you took your hands and made his head tilt. Your lips kissed his neck as your hips started to move faster, his groan vibrating past your lips sent another wave of pleasure through your body. 

You felt him shift under you, his hands moving up to support your back before leaning forward and making you slide off of him. He lightly smacked your behind and the moment you rolled into your stomach and brought your knees under you his hands pushed your shirt up and over your head so his lips could kiss along your soft back. He reentered you quickly, his hips bucking into you and making you grab at the bedsheets for support. He hovered over you, his chest beading with sweat now pressed into your back as he took you from behind. 

You moaned his name and reached an arm behind you to grab onto his, your body twisting with the motion so your shoulder was now pressed to the bed. He reached up to kiss your cheek allowing him to press even further into you and at a new angle. The both of you cussed at that, the feeling of him being so deep into you causing another rush of adrenaline run through the both of you. He sat you and gripped onto your hips and ripped into you, his hips moving so fast that you could hardly breath. You moaned his name again in the form of short breaths. Your voice made him pump faster, sending him closer to the edge. 

You squealed and pulled away from him, the feeling of him setting your body afire and making it hard for you to remain in that position. All it did though was make him follow you and ride you harder till he was the one whimpering your name. Your hands reached for one another as you both walked up tot he edge of climax and your heart lurched. He let out a series of moans before pulling out of your shaking body quickly, cumming all over your back as your body hit its climax. He held onto you as you shook and called out, waiting for your body to relax before letting you go. 

He reached into your bedside table knowing exactly where you kept your wipes and cleaned you off as quick as he could. You moaned slightly as he finished up and groaned as he pulled you up into his chest. You whimpered slightly and clung to him, your arms and legs intertwining with his. You laid there with him and nuzzled your face into his chest. 

‘Ill fix this. I promise ill fix this just-’ you cut him off by moving up his body and kissing him softly. 

‘im not going anywhere. I can’t go anywhere.’

anonymous asked:

could you rec some of your favorite fandom writers for me please? I trust your insight and don't know where to start! thank you ^__^

of course!

and this list is my opinion so it absolutely does not mean that these writers are the best, just my personal favourites!

@theweddingofthefoxes/ ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - For Amateurs and Teenagers
- Hux always faints after orgasm. He can’t even masturbate without passing out- the one time he had a wank in the shower he nearly drowned. He tries to resist falling for Kylo but couldn’t help it. Now he either insists on handjobs and oral, or he fights off his orgasm during sex. Kylo tries ever trick he knows to break him. When he finally does there’s a ridiculous amount of semen & an unconscious General. Hux wakes expecting to be mocked but instead is treated kindly, then made to come again.

@moonwalkingcrab / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - Friends With Renefits
- The Rules: 1. Just sex, no feelings. 2. The arrangement lasts as long as is beneficial. 3. Either party can choose to end the arrangement, no questions asked. 4. No kissing.

@rannystuffandthings / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - Sharpshooter
- When Snoke sends Hux on a secret mission Kylo learns something new about the General he assumed had no military training except for the studies he did in books. It draws them closer together and Kylo thinks they’d make an unstoppable team. But fate has other plans for them.

@penpenhooray / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - Wake Up, Sleeper
- It would seem odd that the Resistance should always seem to get their information just a bit faster than the First Order. Of course, General Leia Organa knows the risks her mole is taking by sending her life saving information.Luke was confident in his padawan’s ability to infiltrate the First Order to destroy it from the inside, and he trusted his pupil’s instincts.And Hux? Well, he’s spent over a decade as a sleeper agent within the bowels of the First Order when he feels an awakening in the Force, and he’s decided it’s time to begin the destruction of the First Order. And he’s going to bring Ben back to the Light if it’s the last thing he does.

@creepycreepyspacewizard​ / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - To Sleep, Perchance
- Brendol Hux isn’t quite what he seems. When Kylo Ren accidentally infects him with Dantari Flu the fever brings all of the General’s secrets into the light, including one that he didn’t know about himself…

@symphorophilian / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - Inaniloquent
- Trashy, murderous douchebag Kylo walks in on his haughty, hacker cellmate Hux jacking it. Then they fuck.

@agent-nemesis / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - Knocked Up
- “Are you ready?” Kylo asks Hux stupidly, realising the question is more directed at himself. Hux answers with a cry, and then his panic rises again. Kylo hunches over him, cocooning him protectively. “You can do this,” he whispers. “I know you can do this.” “I can’t,” Hux whimpers, shaking his head. “They’re too big. I can’t.” “You’re a general of the First Order,” Kylo says softly in his ear. “The General. The strongest man I know. You can do this.”

@redcole / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - Following Orders
- Snoke decides that Kylo needs to produce an heir so they can continue his line and Hux finds himself lined up as the other father.

@jinxedambitions​ / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - Reconditioning
- Ben Solo is one of the FBI’s most promising young agents.  While he’s had a few disciplinary hiccups, he’s intelligent and not afraid to do what needs to be done. (full summary on fic!)

@tokyotheglaive / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - Ad Infinitum
- Hux and Ren were not soulmates. (But just once, they came close.)

@ellstra​ / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - Carpet Burns
- Hux’s fascination with Imperial officers is not only professional. Kylo decides Hux deserves to relieve the pressure of command for once, and buys an Imperial uniform from Space ebay™

@badspacebabies / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - Aletheia
- “What have you been doing to me?” Hux hisses. His voice is like static: the low hum of fear and the pitchy crackle of desire. “Everything,” says Ren.

@reserve / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - Aletheia
- “What have you been doing to me?” Hux hisses. His voice is like static: the low hum of fear and the pitchy crackle of desire. “Everything,” says Ren.

@glass-oceans / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - Lead Us Not Into Temptation
- Father Kylo Ren hears a confession that takes an unexpected turn.

@theearlgreyalpha​ / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - So Soft (And So Terrible)
- General Hux realizes that maybe he’s capable of being a little compassionate after all, when Kylo Ren winds up in his doorway in the middle of the night.

@cracktheglasses / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - disobedient
- There’s a reason Hux doesn’t have a real pet. Why he’s hired Kylo to play the role. Calm obedience is not what Hux wants or needs, no matter the instructions he’s doled out.

@agoodflyting / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - Reputation
- Kylo finds out Hux is an omega. Functionally it makes no difference – everybody in the FO takes hormone control – but every so often medical deems fit to have someone go through a rut/heat.

@cosleia / ao3 profile
✿ favourite work - Bombshell
- Department store employee Ben Organa learns something new about the gorgeous redhead who always requests his help selecting lingerie.

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wonking: YALL

wonking: YALL THIS IS AN S.O.S

aka the obligatory chatfic I wrote in a fit of sleep deprivation featuring a pining Wonpil, a very desperate Jae, lots of Brian exposure and one very confused Dowoon who still thinks xD is for the cool kids.

read it on ao3 (where the formatting it’s better)

sweg squad


wonking: YALL

wonking: YALL THIS IS AN S.O.S

wonking: where you hoes at
wonking: i see yall lurking in the chat square up im in need

godwoon: what happened hyung
godwoon: are u ok??

wonking: no my sweet child i am not
wonking: i dont think ill ever be ok again

godwoon: hyung did u eat one of jackson hyungs brownies again??
godwoon: do you need me to come get u?

wonking: that happened once ok
wonking: ONCE
wonking: also im not high dowoon
wonking: im in love

bribri: not this again
bribri: you ‘fall in love’ every week

wonking: this times for real tho

bribri: that’s what you said last time

wonking: i swear im not lying

bribri: that’s what you said last time too
bribri: and then you forgot all about it and went chasing after that lifeguard instead

wonking: don’t judge me u hypocrite i saw u ogling him too

bribri: lies

godwoon: brian hyung you asked me to choke you so he would come and try to save you

bribri: that’s youngk hyung to you you little snitch

jaethebae: wtf happened wat did i miss

bribri: you can literally scroll up and read you know
bribri: you have eyes
bribri: and glasses

jaethebae: too much work
jaethebae: im a busy man make me a recount

bribri: all you do is lay in your couch and binge watch the office you slob

jaethebae: like i said
jaethebae: a very busy man

godwoon: wonpil hyung got a new crush

jaethebae: so nothing new then

wonking: guitar guys my soulmate i can feel it in my tummy

godwoon: are u sure thats not the brownies hyung


bribri: guitar guy???
bribri: do you even know his name?

wonking: … no
wonking: *not yet
wonking: im working on it

jaethebae: so ur stalking the poor guy

wonking: im gathering information
wonking: sneakily

godwoon: *cough* stalking *cough*

jaethebae: u are hiding in your sweater n staring at him all creepy like arent u

wonking: do u wanna go hyung
wonking: do i have to remind u of all that time u spend going over brian hyungs insta feed
wonking: do i hyung

godwoon: hahahaHAHAHAHAaha
godwoon: i smell roasted chicken

jaethebae: so guitar guy
jaethebae: you were saying

wonking: thats right
wonking: so there i was
wonking: making my peaceful way through hongdae

bribri: no wait hold up
bribri: can we go back to the instagram thing please :)

wonking: too late we’re back to me now

bribri: we’re always talking about your love life tho
bribri: cmon spill the tea on jae

jaethebae: u bring that out wonpil and and i show them all my receipts on you

wonking: AS I WAS SAYING
wonking: i was walking down hongdae to that little cafe where the cute barista works at when i turned a corner and there he was
wonking: the most beautiful human being i have ever seen
wonking: slowly strumming a guitar as he crooned his low voice to the sweet, sweet sounds of maroon 5

godwoon: that use of the comma tho lol

wonking: hush im speaking
wonking: and i felt it instantly
wonking: the connection
wonking: the energy
wonking: the love

jaethebae: fuck off i have class in an hour
jaethebae: i cant deal with this shit again

jaethebae left the group chat
wonking added jaethebae to the group chat


wonking: no running away u asshole

wonking: i dealt with your pinning now you deal with mine

jaethebae changed wonking’s name to ‘wonpining


wonpining: u know wat idc

wonpining: i accept my fate

wonpining: yall would pine too if you had seen those arms

wonpining: bOI THEM ARMS

godwoon: hyung please

bribri: yes wonpil please keep it in your pants
bribri: we have an innocent child here

wonpining: innocent my ass
wonpining: you havent seen his laptop

godwoon: hyuNG PLEASE

wonpining: anyways
wonpining: back to my adonis

bribri: stop for a second
bribri: you say he’s cute but I want proof

wonpining: back off bitch i called dibs
wonpining: i saw him first hes mine
wonpining: ur stuck with chicken face over there

jaethebae: should i feel offended

bribri: for the last time me and jaehyung are not dating

wonpining: tell that to jaehyung hyung

godwoon: savage

wonpining: thks i try
wonpining: ANYWAYS
wonpining: so im like trying to see if i can approach him
wonpining: maybe saunter up all smooth and suave like

jaethebae: do u even know what suave means

wonpining: yes
wonpining: no thks to you tho
wonpining: but hes all focused on his music completely inmersed

jaethebae: wow inmersed such a big word
jaethebae: didnt know you could use them

bribri: its *immersed you both idiots

godwoon: bawhahahahahaha jae hyung you roasted ursefl this time
godwoon: lame xD

jaethebae: remember who u room with brat
jaethebae: whos gonna tuck u in at night huh
jaethebae: who

godwoon: im not a child hyung cmon

jaethebae: stop using xd and we’ll talk then

godwoon: its ironic tho
godwoon: xD

jaethebae changed godwoon’s name to ‘bbyxD


bbyxD: low hyung
bbyxD: very low ):

jaethebae: shut up brat
jaethebae: the adults r talking

wonpining: can i continue

bribri: please
bribri: im kinda invested in this now

wonpining: and he looks soooo cute all focused on the music
wonpining: his lil nose all scrunched up and tongue between his teeth
wonpining: (lowkey wishing those were MY teeth tbh lol)

jaethebae: omg how thirsty can u get

bribri: if thats your definition of lowkey
bribri: then I dont wanna know what highkey is

wonpining: like u have any right to kinkshame me u hypocrite

bribri: what are you talking about

jaethebae: yes wonpil what exactly are you talking about

bbyxD: jae hyung ur desperate is showing xD

jaethebae: shut up dowoon let wonpil talk

wonpining: wait no i actually wanna live
wonpining: i still havent gotten my date with guitar guy yet

bribri: go ahead wonpil
bribri: I dont have anything to hide

wonpining: HA what bullshit
wonpining: im talking just because of that blatant lie
wonpining: like
wonpining: we share a dorm
wonpining: theres barely a wall between our rooms
wonpining: i can hear everything
wonpining: EVERYTHING
wonpining: sometimes i wonder how i can ever be the same

jaethebae: stop being a drama queen and spill already

wonpining: ok so like
wonpining: one night i was trying to study
wonpining: keyword being trying cause hyung here had invited over some company if you know what i mean

jaethebae: we get it
jaethebae: just get to the point

wonpining: have patience im getting there
wonpining: so like i go over to his room to tell them to keep it down cause its like 1 in the morning and i had an exam tomorrow morning
wonpining: and i hear it
wonpining: clear as day


wonpining: ok ok but like
wonpining: dowoonie close ur eyes for a sec will u

bbyxD: what why

wonpining: bc ik how much you love brian hyung and you wont be able to see him the same way again after this
wonpining: trust me ik i couldnt

bribri: wait
bribri: I remember now
bribri: wonpil please dont
bribri: please ill do anything

wonpining: oh youll do anything?
wonpining: really
wonpining: really … daddy

jaethebae: omg
jaethebae: no way
jaethebae: NO FUCKING WAY

wonpining: yes fuckign way
wonpining: i heard it with my own two ears
wonpining: screamed to the heavens by whoever brian had over that night
wonpining: who i still suspect was the lifeguard btw

bribri left the group chat
wonpining added bribri to the group chat
wonpining changed bribri’s name to ‘daddykang


daddykang: I hate you all so much

wonpining: sure you do daddy
wonpining: sure you do

bbyxD: guys i dont get it
bbyxD: jae hyung just came running through the living room
bbyxD: he keeps screaming
bbyxD: whats so funny

wonpining: lol i think i broke him
wonpining: but seriously tho
wonpining: guitar guy
wonpining: cutest thing ever istg

daddykang: so we’re back to you now?

wonpining: well if you wanna keep talking about your kinky ass then please by all means
wonpining: go ahead

daddykang: guitar guy is good thanks

wonpining: good?
wonpining: guitar guys fucking FINE
wonpining: 11/10 would bang

jaethebae: dont act like u actually have a chance
jaethebae: u dont even know his name

wonpining: baby steps
wonpining: also
wonpining: youve known brian hyung for how long again

jaethebae: that has nothing to do with this

wonpining: sure it doesnt
wonpining: just sit there and listen hyung
wonpining: be a good boy for daddy

daddykang: wonpil i swear to god

bbyxD: i still dont understand tho

wonpining: wait omg i think guitar guy is leaving
wonpining: fuck
wonpining: give me a sec imma snap a pic real quick

daddykang: this is gonna end bad


daddykang: called it

jaethebae: what did u do now u idiot

wonpining: HE SAW ME
wonpining: OH GOD

godwoon: lol hahahAHAHAHA

wonpining: WHAT DO I DO???!!!!
wonpining: WHAT DO I DO

bbyxD: hyung whatever you do
bbyxD: just don’t run away

wonpining: TOO LATE

this mess goes out to both @noa-noa-noa for enabling me and to @6ungjin for opening up my eyes to the glory that is sungpil. The next part should come out soon I think, cause this was fun to write (hopefully half as fun to read as well). 

BTS reaction to their s/o calling them oppa

“Hi there!! <3 May I please request BTS reaction to you calling them oppa for the very first time? Thanks a lot and take your time- Anonymous”

Yay! Another reaction request! Guys send in other requests as well. I do reactions and scenarios too! send in some reactions requests too Pretty please? Lets get on with this! I hope you like this anon <3 Again I apologize for the delay. 


He was sitting in the living room, flipping through channels. “Jin, can you please help me?” you called from the kitchen. That did not get his attention. “OPPA!” you screamed. As soon as he heard that word he was out of his seat and running towards the kitchen. “WHAT DID YOU SAY?” he asked. “I was asking if you could open this box for me, it’s shut really tight” you pleaded. “I will, if you call me oppa again” You sighed. In the cutest voice you could muster “Oppa, can you please open this for me” you said. “ He gave you a kiss on the forehead and proceeded towards opening the jar of cookies. (ignore the mic in the gif)

Originally posted by vmon


Yoongi was as usual taking a nap, after a hard day at work. He hadn’t eaten anything, and as soon as he came home he dropped on the couch and fell deep alseep. You did not want to disturb him, so you decided on cooking something for him, and in the meantime he could sleep. You crouched down to the level of the couch. “Oppa, wake up. I made you soup. Eat some and then go to sleep”. His eyes shot open. “Did I just hear you call me oppa?” You nodded while handing him the bowl of soup. He smiled and kissed you on the cheek. “You should do it more often” 

Originally posted by allforbts


He was practicing the choreography in the rehearsal studio. You brought a change of clothes and some snacks for him since he was working very hard. The music was loud. You tried getting his attention by calling his name, but he was too immersed in dancing. You turned down the music a little “Oppa, I brought your change of clothes and some food” He immediately stopped dancing. “He took the clothes from your hand and threw them on the floor. He grabbed you by the waist and gave you a sweet kiss. He then started jumping around in excitement “Finally, I never thought I would hear that word” 

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


Namjoon was cleaning around the dorm, when you came in. You felt bad for him since he usually had to clean up after the boys. His back was facing you, so you wrapped your arms around his waist and said “Oppa you work so hard all day, you should rest when you get home” He dropped the vase he was cleaning. He looked at you wide eyed. “ Jagi, thank you” was all he said and he planted a soft kiss on your forehead, before rushing to get the broom. “Watch out for the glass baby” he called out to you. 

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon


Taehyung wanted to cuddle with you, so he was bothering you. Your exams were coming up and you needed to study, but Tae was being a distraction. “Oppa, I would love nothing more than cuddling with you, but I have tons of work to do” He stopped talking and went silent. “Are you okay?” you asked him in concern. “My dream just came true” he told you ina trance like state. “What dream?” “I dreamt for days that you would call me oppa, and you just did” he said (being extra as always) You just let him be, because he would distract you even more if you indulged in a conversation.

Originally posted by jmins


You and Jimin were out and about, shopping around for things. You were in a flower shop, and you saw the most beautiful chrysanthemum flowers. In excitement you called Jimin  over “Oppa! look at these flowers” you said in awe. Jimin simply smiled and kept on looking at you. His heart was beating really fast and he didnt think you could look any more beautiful in you awestruck state“Not as beautiful as you look right now” he whispered while kissing your temple gently. He then grabbed your hand and exited the shop.

Originally posted by yoonmin


Jungkook was in the dorm living room, playing video games. You were sitting on the couch next to him, reading a book. He looked over to you for a second and smiled to himself. You noticed and in your immersed state you said “ Oppa, stop looking at me like that. I need to read, you are distracting me” Jungkook dropped the controller from his hand. He turned to you and gave you an incredulous look “Ummm… jagiya its okay that you called me oppa now, but dont ever call me that again. Its very awkward.” “What so it was okay to be asking that girl in the Boy in Luv video to call you oppa?” you asked. “That was different, and it was in a song, and it was a verse I happened to sing” You sighed “Okay fine… I wont, and its awkward for me too” you replied going to back to your book.

Originally posted by junqkookied

I really hope you like it :) Have a good day!



It’s Complicated: Part Three

                                       “ITS COMPLICATED”

SUMMARY: Shorter than most, your frame had shown a curve much different than a Natasha Romanoff or Wanda Maximoff, glasses along your ears to match. Hired on as an assistant to the avengers - dealing mostly with the technology side, you werent keen on being surrounded by them. It wasnt until you realized, the moment you met Bucky Barnes - you knew your life was now going to become complicated, falling for a man you knew in your heart could never fall for a girl like you.

Notes: YAY! Im back. So this one I actually had to cut, because it was too long! which is AWESOME, because that means my creative writing is back. Just some warnings for this part, it does involve a scene of a panic attack in a small enclosed space - so if that’s something that can bother you or make you nervous, please take care and dont read! I dont want any of you getting nervous! There’s sexual tension, some fluff, some cursing - smut is coming! 

Keep reading

New Heart

Type: Smut

Pairing: Junmyeon x Reader

Originally posted by oh-prankster

He’s always had feelings for you. Since the day you ran into the S.M building to get out of the unexpected rain just as he was leaving. His heart hurt for you as you explained your boyfriend who was supposed to pick you up canceled last minute and as you were walking home you got caught in the rain you hand prepared for. As the two of you exchanged names and numbers and he drove you home he wouldn’t be able to hide his feelings towards the boyfriend. Especially when you were left with no other choice but to call him for other things he had stood you up for. 

He’d keep his thoughts to himself though. Even though you knew he didnt like the boyfriend he wouldn’t tell you to break up with him, it was your life and if you were happy most of the time then who was he to tell you to end it. Even if he did know you would be much, much happier with him. 

It was raining again. He knew how much you hated the rain and he couldn’t help but to think about you as he watched out the small window of their practice room. As his name was called he closed his eyes and hoped that your boyfriend was with you. That you weren’t stuck alone again to endure the storm. As Chanyeol called his name again he turned to see him holding his phone, the screen lit up in indication that there was a call coming through. 

He bit his lip and smile sadly at your name on his screen. He answered to hear your small voice and he instantly knew that you were home alone. You didnt even have to ask him before he was grabbing his coat and leaving the building, not caring if he had agreed to participate in the extra practice Kyungsoo asked for. 

Driving to get to you seemed to take a lot longer than usual. The traffic was bad, there was accidents all over and half of the main road he used to get to your place was blocked off from construction. But still he made it work, texting you to reassure you that he was coming and to wait for him. He knew so much about you and your personality that he didnt need to wait to knock on the door, he pulled your hidden key out of its spot, unlocked it and made his way in. 

His heart dropped at the sight of you. You were sat on the couch, legs curled up against your body and head resting on your arms that were folded over the arm rest of the couch. You moved your gaze from the rain falling over the glass and over to him, your eyes red and puffy from crying so much. Your hair was wet and as you used the sleeve to wipe the tears that had started again off of your cheeks you stood, walking quickly to busy yourself in his chest. He sighed and wrapped his arms around your tightly, his cheek resting on the top of your head. 

You had started to sob again and all that he could think of was how he was going to kill the bastard that did this to you. He sat you down and listened as you explained how he had left you again making you walk home in the rain and when you had gotten home you found him in your bed with someone else. Hearing that sent a pang of hatred through is chest and he knew he could do nothing but hold you closer. 

He listened sadly as you babbled on about how you should have ended it sooner. How you were so stupid to believe that he actually cared for you and how it was your fault that this happened to you. Every time you blamed yourself his heart would break again and again. He shifted, sitting in a way that he was completely facing you, one hand now resting on your thigh as the other rested above your shoulder on the back of the couch. 

He couldn’t take it any more. You were too precious to him and to hear you going down on yourself made desperate to try and get you to stop. he called your name a few times, softly at first than slowly getting louder when you continued to talk over him. You weren’t listening, you were too caught up in your own world of blaming yourself to realize what it was he was pleading for you to hear. 

In one swift movement he took your cheeks between his hands and forced you to look at him, his thumbs gently moving across your cheeks to end the tears that had continued to roll. You opened your mouth again to ask him how you could be so stupid, but before you could get more than half the sentence out his lips pushed onto yours.

Your eyes fluttered shut as your hand reached up to find his, your heart melting at how soft they were and how much love were behind them, something that you never experienced before. Just as you were about to deepen the kiss he pulled away, his thumbs still grazing your cheeks softly.

‘Stop blaming yourself, y/n. This isn’t your fault. Please just stop.’ He said biting his lip.

Your hand trailed up to his and you held onto it. You looked at him and saw something so different than what you usually saw. Your friend had become your hero. The sweet shy boy had become a man who protected you and all you could truly think about was the feeling of his lips on yours. 

The gaze you had on him made his heart flutter and he couldn’t help but chuckle softly moving is gaze down to the space in between you two. His hands relaxed, one of them landing on your thigh and the other that was still shielded by yours ended up intertwined with yours. The sound of you whispering his name made his stomach flip as he looked back up to you, his eyes soft as he noticed you had stopped crying completely. 

He was surprised when you lent forward to his him again, but he took no time in lettings lips move with yours. It was everything he thought kissing you would be. He imagined it to be heavy, desperate in the way that this feeling had been put off for so long and finally the two of you were being allowed to express yourselves. 

He was surprised, but not complaining at all as your arms hooked around his neck. His hand found your back and as you pulled him down with you his hand supported you. He’d hovered over you, his hand moving up to brush your hair back before trailing back down to hold your thigh that had moved up and pressed against his side. He wanted that moment to last for ever. Just you and him, the rain outside and the couch that helped press you closer to him. 

He pulled away again, his forehead pressed against yours for a second before he looked at you, cheeks now flushed because of him and lips slightly parted and pink as if they waited patiently for his. He pushed more hair to the side, his fingers going back to hook around your thigh. 

‘Where have you been this whole time?’ you wondered out loud, wondering how you could possibly over look someone like him. 

‘Ive been right here waiting for you.’ He smiled, reading forward to kiss you gently. 

‘Im not going to make you wait anymore. I woke up.’ You said pulling at his neck again to make him reconnect your lips. You could feel his smile against you which made you smile. Your hands tightened around his neck as he sat you up and brought you to straddle his lap, his arms hooking tightly around your waist as he held you close, your lips never breaking pace. 

You shifted over his lap and chuckled when he pulled away from you again, his head falling to the back of the couch as you rotated then one more time. He’d sigh again as you lifted yourself off of him to meet his mouth making him smile again into the kiss. You trailed your lips down his jaw and to his neck causing a light groan to come from his mouth and his hands to grab onto  the backs  of your thighs.

You sat back down and smiled as your lips trailed back up to his, you have never felt this powerful before, this wanted or this needed. His hands squeezing to your butt as you reconnected your lips made him feel the same way. It was the feeling that the two of you have been together forever. That you were meant to be together that made this okay. That mad you reaching under his shirt to pull it up and over his head okay, and that him doing the same to you was okay. 

He groaned into the kiss agains as your hips began to grind against him and his hands began to travel across your skin. Your own fingers hooked together behind his neck again, your body letting him push and pull you as he liked until something in him snapped. 

You giggled and held onto him as he flipped you to your back, but making sure you weren’t going to hit your head on anything before his strong arms finally let you go. He playfully kissed you though your giggles, whining for you to take him seriously as his kissed all over your cheeks nose and lips. it just ended with him not being able to hide his own giggles. He pressed his forhead to yours and sighed catching his breath before you tapped his chin to make him look up, just so you could pull his neck softly and bring his lips to yours once more. 

He fall back into kissing you, so intently that he didnt realized your hands and wrapped to grab onto his belt until you were pulling at it as if to silently say you wanted him. You wanted him completely. 

He’d agree by deepening the kiss and running his hand down your arm, his breath once again heavy as you slowly undid his pants to release his throbbing member. You laid there as he sat up to strip himself and as he turned to you you couldn’t help but blush at his chiseled body. He’d blush at you looking at him, but to keep himself from feeling self conscious he’d turn to you and pull the thin sleeping shorts you had on off of your body. 

He’d come up your body again, kissing you desperately as you pulled at his back, the feeling of his skin against yours sending fireworks through your body. You almost lost your breath at the feeling oh his hand running up the inside of your thigh and for the first time since you had been under him you realized just how hot he made you. How wet you were becoming. 

You pulled at him harder, not wanting nothing more than to just feel him, but when he broke the kiss you felt it was over, that he realized he was about to go all the way with someone who hours ago had just ended a relationship, even if the relationship was already over. 

But instead he looked at you with a smug grin and rose an eyebrow as you squirmed slightly. He bent forward and kissed you softly smiling slightly as you rolled your body again to try to find him. 

‘You are so eager.’ He said puling at your lip with his thumb playfully. 

‘I just… please. I really need you. Only you.’ You whispered, immediately biting your lip, scared that he was going to reject your boldness. 

But he smiled at you, pushing your hair out of your face slightly before dipping down to kiss you again. You gasped suddenly when the tip of his member touched you slightly, making you chuckle in victory. as much as he wanted you he couldn’t help but to tease you. The small sounds that were coming out of you were to good to loose sight of and he held onto those noises as long as he could. Until you gasped his name, that is. The moment his name left your lips in a breathy moan he felt himself already on the verge of exploding form the anticipation. It was no longer a game to him. 

He used his hand to guide himself into you, almost a little to fast. He pushed into you so far he hit your weak spot and pulled a gasp from you and a cocky smile from him. He moved his lips back to yours and kissed you softly, pushing in and out of you slowly as he stretched you. He couldn’t help but groan at the feeling of how tight you were, and after you had begged for him to go faster he wasn’t sure if he could, you just felt too good around him. 

But he did, and within seconds he had you a moaning mess under him with the way he would curl and push his hips into you. Your hands gripped to his thighs as his hands pushed yours up by your cheeks. He’d find your lips every chance he got to kiss you and when ever he did your heart would flutter, wanting nothing more than to be as close to him as possible. As his pumped quickened and his breath grew shaky you gasped as his had reached down to circulate your clit, One leg now pressed up and against his chest as the other fell off to the side. 

Your hand clenched to the back of his neck as he watched your eyes close and your body stiffen. Every time you moaned his name he’d move faster, now adjusted to the tightness of you around him and getting to the point where he wanted nothing more than to just pleasure you to all ends.

With his body slapping against yours and his fingers sending rockets of pleasure through your body your toes began to curl and your breath became uneven. It happened three times where you’ve met the top and held on, the last thing you wanted was for it to be over. But as he moved harder in you and in new ways that hit new corners you couldn’t hold on any more.

Seeing you unravel around him brought a chuckle to his lips and he couldn’t help but push into you you even harder as he waited for his turn to cum. You moaned holding tightly to his wrist and as you came you couldn’t hide your shaky breath as he kissed you softly. 

You reached up and gripped tightly to his neck again as his own breath became uneven and sharp hisses left his throat as he pulled out quickly. This time it was your turn to watch him as his eyes shut and he came over you. He laughed as you pulled him in to kiss him gently, his hands brushing themselves into your hairs as he sat you up slightly. 

You broke the kiss and scooted out from under him. As he watched you half jog into the nearest bathroom he couldn’t help but fall back on the couch and kick his feet once. He couldn’t believe that he just slept with the girl of his dreams. He came to his senses and started to dress himself, sure that you would be ready for him to leave. But as you left the bathroom now wrapped in a thin robe you called his name, almost a little offended that he was up and half way dressed.

He stopped and looked at you before putting his shirt on, his stomach flipped as you nervously bit your lip and opened your mouth ready to say something. 

‘I thought id head out… I don’t want to push my luck.’ He whispered walking up to you and taking your cheek in his hand. 

‘I was kind hoping that you would want to stay.’ You looked at him and smiled as he sighed in relief. 

You laughed as he threw his shirt off to the side and returned to wrap his arms around your neck and walk you backwards into your room.