i honestly started crying making this set

One Last Time

Originally posted by soyiyoyo

Request: Would you like please make a Imagine Chekov properly saying goodbye to the ship’s crew? Because I need that - @putthephaserdownplease

A/N: I deleted the playlist a made to make my friend cry when I moved like a week before getting the request and it would have been such perfect mood music for this. I feel like that karma for making a playlist of song that would make my friend cry. Also Keenser’s totally find; you guys don’t have to worry. Little guy just got all tuckered out. 

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anonymous asked:

Scenario of if Tyler walked in on you right now, doing exactly what you're doing right now.

… Y’all I DIDN’T WANT ANYONE KNOWING WHAT I’M DOING RIGHT NOW, IT’S. Alright, let’s do this noise. Know this. I blame my body and hormones for the way I am feeling right now.

My head pressed against the wood of my desk as small sobs bubbled out of my chest. The sounds of the video began to replay itself, my brain conjuring up the images and video to match the music. I ignored the sound of the front door opening, too wrapped up in my own thoughts to care.

“No no no, love, you were fine when I left,” I heard the rushed voice, a hand falling against my thigh as the chair next to me creaked. I looked up, the smile on Tyler’s face betraying the way his eyebrows etched together in concern. I moved instantly, my arms wrapping themselves around his neck to steady myself on his lap, my tears now falling on his clothed shoulder, his fingers immediately combing through my hair as to sooth me.

I heard him sigh deeply before the arm that was wrapped around my waist moved around, the sounds of the video shutting off with a single click. “you know you can’t watch those videos right now love,” he mumbled softly, gently rocking me in his arms. “told you that before I left.” I raised my face slowly, a small hiccup bubbling from my throat.

“I thought it was just a dog eating hamburgers,” I mumbled out, his hand reaching out to cradle my head yet again as fresh tears formed. “They bought him hamburgers before he, he-” he shushed me down yet again, giving me a few minutes before my sobs turned to silence.

“You’ve seen this video thousands of times,” he reminded, his lips pressing against the top of my head before continuing to mumble. “how does it still do this to you?” I kindly ignored his speech, moving so my face fell in front of his. He rolled his eyes as my palms fell against his cheeks, my eyes growing serious.

Is there a dog heaven?” He groaned loudly, his hands falling against mine, before pulling them away from his face.

“Yes, there is a dog heaven,” was his immediate response, having answered this question too many damn times to count. My mouth opened slightly, only to be cut off by Tyler continuing. “Yes all dogs go to heaven. No there is not a dog hell,” I went to speak again, a pout falling to my face as I was once again cut off. “No I don’t know how there can be a dog heaven without a dog hell,” one of his hands moved to tilt my face towards his, a small kiss ridding me of my pout. “Okay?” I nodded against the hand cupping my face tenderly, humming out a small ‘I just really love dogs.’ “I know you do love,” I kissed the tip of his nose gently as a comfortable silence set in.

“Will you get me chicken nuggets?” I mumbled into the silence, a groan mixing in with the small mumbles of ‘I’m vegan, I shouldn’t support this,’ and ‘a few more days and I get my girlfriend back,’ all while standing from his seat, setting me back in mine, a chaste kiss planted on my forehead before he was moving towards the door yet again.

“Love. No dog videos while I’m gone,” he warned before closing the door behind him. I hummed along with the sound of the car starting, reopening my window to yet again mindlessly scroll through Facebook.

“Three legged dog finds forever home with…“

anonymous asked:

Emily im 12 years old and i follow like 5 nsfw blogs and i just started crying because no one cares anymore and you caring is honestly making me feel so guilty and i hate it


anonymous asked:

can we just talk about how sebastian was so set on the dumb chicken on a stick name and years later he f uckrign named it seb's? because I fee like that is a very important and oft overlooked detail and it makes me emotional

honestly same. when i first watched the film and saw it said “Seb’s” i started crying even HARDER. i was a mess

Hephaestion - Companion

A/N. Probably the whole historical information is wrong and the language isn’t time accurate and blah blah. Honestly this whole plot sounded better in my mind but still… I hope you like it

Your name: submit What is this?

“I said no. You are not going to force me to do that!” I yelled at my parents.

“It’s settled, honey. I really don’t understand why are you reacting like this.” My father told me.

“You just told me that I am going to marry a complete stranger! What did you think I would say?” I shouted.

“It’s how things work honey. Your father met him. He is a charming man. He is also the army general and a close friend to the king. It’s the perfect marriage.” My mother explained.

“For you, maybe. Why can’t I marry someone I love?” I asked softly, wiping my eyes.

“It’s better this way. It’s a parent duty to find a husband for his daughter. You are too young to take such an important decision. And besides, love comes from living together.” She said.

“What do you know about love?” I huffed and went to my room, closing the door with a loud thud. I threw myself on the bed and let the tears flow. I knew that this moment will come but I always hoped that I will be able to convince my parents to let me marry someone I chose. I heard steps approaching my room.

“Please leave me alone.” I sobbed when my mother appeared on the door.

“Give him a chance. You might like him.” He said.

“No.” I breathed between tears.

“Well… you’ll have to calm yourself because he will pay us a visit this afternoon to meet you. I will come in a hour to help you prepare.” She said.

“GET OUT!” I yelled and threw a pillow in that direction. I got up and sat on the window frame. I used to stay there because I had a marvelous view of the sea. Whenever I felt nervous or sad, that was the place where I found the calmness and the serenity I needed. I didn’t even notice how quick the hour pass. My mother arrived with her make-ups.

“Don’t worry. Just a little eye-liner.”  She smiled. After applying it, she looked at my hair “I think the hair is good. I thought that it should be a little more curly but it’s beautiful this way.” She said combing it.

“Whatever.” I answered.

She sighed. “Please put a smile on your pretty face, Y/N. You should be happy. Not every girl has the luck you have.” She said and hugged me.

“Is this how my life is going to be? Faking a smile everyday, pretending that I have a happy life? Is this luck?” I asked.

“I’ll send a servant here when he arrives.” She said and went downstairs in the living room to make the last preparations.

I did nothing the whole time. I just paced my room, replaying various scenarios in my mind until Olympia, my servant knocked on my door.

“Lady Y/N. You should go downstairs. And please don’t be sad.”  She said.

“My life is planned right now and I have no word in it.” I said, looking one last time in the mirror. I was wearing a white long dress, with a belt around my waist and a silver bracelet on my upper arm.

I was slowly advancing towards the main room of the house. Loud laughs and voices echoed through the chamber. The moment I entered, silence fell. There were my parents and a stranger, who I supposed was my future husband.

“Oh, perfect timing honey.” They got up to greet me and I could see him more clearly. He had long brown hair and the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen. I couldn’t deny that he was attractive. Every girl’s dream. Maybe it would have been mine too if I wasn’t forced to marry.

“Hephaestion…she’s my daughter.” My father introduced me. The man smiled and took my hand to kiss it. “It’s a pleasure, my lady.”


I was lost in my thoughts when I felt my mother kicking my leg.

“What?” I snapped.

“Hephaestion asked you a question.” She said, a little angry.

“I can’t do this, I’m sorry.” I said getting up and running towards my room.

When I was between the familiar walls of my chamber I took a deep breath to calm myself. I heard someone following me.

“I’ll be down in a minute, mom. Please don’t…yell at me.” I turned around only to be met by those perfect blue eyes. “Sorry, I thought-” I tried to explain but he cut me off.

“I know. You don’t have to be sorry. Can I come in?” He asked.

“Yes.” I answered.

“You are not really excited about this, are you?” Hephaestion asked, sitting on the edge of my bed.

I sighed and sat next to him. “Look… It’s not because of you. You seem a nice man it’s just… I don’t know you. This noon I just received the news that I am promised to someone.” I said.

“I understand. I am sure it is hard for you to accept it, but maybe I can help.” He said.

I let out a sad laugh. “How?”

“You want to marry out of love. Give me two months to show you that I can make you happy. I can talk to your father and postpone the wedding for a short period of time. How does it sound?” He asked.

“Post pone? You already set the date?” I asked shocked.

“In two weeks.” He said.

“And you would agree to move it a bit later?” I asked.

“Whatever makes you comfortable. Honestly, I am not keen on marrying a stranger either. Even though this stranger has some eyes in which you could get lost for hours.” He said.

“Nice start. Fine then. You have two months to conquer my heart.” I said.

“It will be the hardest but the most enjoying quest I had in my life. Can I see you again tomorrow?” He asked. I slowly nodded.

“And don’t cry. Everything will be alright, you’ll see”. He wiped one tear from my cheek.

“Have a good night, my lady.” He said bringing my hand to his lips.

That night it was hard for me to sleep. After being scolded by my parents for my behavior I have spent the whole night thinking about the following day. I couldn’t lie and say that I wasn’t excited. After actually talking to him and learning that he didn’t want to rush me into this marriage, I felt as if a huge stone was lifted from my heart. Even thought I didn’t completely come to terms with this idea I decided I will give it a try.


“What do you have in mind for today?”

“I am going to take you to the theater.” Hephaestion said, grabbing my hand and guiding me towards it.

“But women are not allowed there.” I said.

“Stop worrying. You’re with me. I’m Alexander’s best friend. No one will stop us, trust me.” He reassured me.

(A/N: First date ideas: Breaking the ancient greek laws with bae.)-Sorry I had to

He was right. Some people looked strange at me but no one dared to question my presence there. It was the first time in my life when I saw a play. The actors, the masks, the music, everything was exquisite. From time to time I could feel Hephaestion’s eyes on me, carefully studying my expressions. The way back home was mostly silent.

“You liked it. I could see it in your eyes.” He smiled.

“I have to admit, it was something different.” I answered.

“I will be away for a few days with some work to do so I won’t be able to take you anywhere.” He said.

“Don’t worry. If the next meetings are as amazing as this was, I am looking forward to them.” I laughed.

“I’m glad I could bring a smile on your face. I will see you in a week.“ He said.


I was impatient and really curious to see what he planned next. So that was his way to win my heart. Letting me think, anticipating so he never leaves my mind. I started to feel a little ashamed for not even giving him a chance at first. When I saw how good he treated me I felt a pang of guilt in my heart. He was really trying to ease me into this marriage stuff. The days passed agonizingly slow. I only met him once and I started wondering what did I use to do before that. One day I was combing my hair when I heard a voice coming from the door.

“Are you ready?” I turned around and saw Hephaestion leaning against the frame of the door.

“Of course.” I said throwing the comb away.

We were walking down the streets when i finally asked what are we going to do today.

“I will take you to the palace. I want to show you something I am sure you’ll like.” He said.

After we entered the palace I couldn’t help but stare in aw. Everything was so beautiful. I think I was here just once or twice in my whole life and that was in my early years of childhood.

“Wow.” I said.

“I know, right?” Hephaestion said. “Look it’s Alexander.” He gestured towards the end of the hall.

I started to feel nervous. After all, he was the king. Without realizing it I grabbed Hephaestion’s hand and hold it tightly. I could see a small smile forming on his lips. “Don’t worry. He is friendly.” He reassured me.

He saw us and waved at Hephaestion. We went to him and I tried to be as unnoticeable as I could.

“Who is your little guest?” He asked, looking at me while smiling.

“She’s my fiancée.” Hephaestion answered and wrapped one arm around my waist.

“You must be special. He refused every woman he was ever introduced to.” Alexander laughed.

“I want to show her something. Maybe we will meet later.” Hephaestion said to the king and guided me towards another room. The room was a library, with giant shelves full of books.

“How did you know that I like books?” I asked watching the room carefully.

“I saw them in your house. You can come here anytime you want and take whatever book your heart desires.”

I turned around so I could look at him. “Thank you.”

He smiled and encouraged me to search through the shelves.

I think we have spent a few hours in the library. I was flipping the pages of countless books, while Hephaestion looked at me. We discussed different stories and authors. I didn’t even felt how the time passed.

On our way back home curiosity was killing me.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure” he answered.

“The king said that you refused the women who wanted to marry you. I was wondering…why did you choose me.” I said.

“I’m going to tell you..one day.” He said smiling.

“This is your way to keep me intrigued?” I laughed.

“It might be.” He winked.


The promised months passed fastest than I thought they would. I’ve spent so many beautiful moments with him and I couldn’t be more grateful. The wedding was in three days and everyone in my family was preoccupied with the last details. I was watching outside the window when I saw Hephaestion near my house. He was waving, gesturing for me to come outside. I didn’t take a moment to think and I left the house.

I hugged him and then said.

“Everyone is so busy that they didn’t saw the bride sneaking out.”

He laughed.”I have one last surprise for you before the big day.”

He grabbed my hand and together, we went towards the sea. After climbing over some rocks we arrived on a patch of beach surrounded by rocks. It looked as if no one has ever set foot on it.

“It’s beautiful.” I whispered.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head on my shoulder. I’ve found this place a week ago. It reminded me of you.” He kissed my cheek.

I laughed. “Why?”

“I think the sea is the perfect description of you. Beautiful but so wild. Nothing can tame you.” He said.

“I’m not that reckless.” I said.

“Trust me… You are. One month ago you asked me why I chose you to be my wife.” I left his embrace so I could look at him.

“What would you say if I tell you that we have met before?” He said.


“One year ago I was in a tavern, drinking with some friends. Things happened and I ended up fighting with a man. I just come from a mission with Alexander and I was really tired. That man had a sword and he hit me multiple times.I had cuts on my chest, legs, hands. I’ve lost so much blood. Of course the others weren’t sober enough to help me so I left that place and wondered around the city. I was feeling how I am losing my strength and collapsed in front of a house.” He said.

“It was you.” I whispered slowly remembering the past events.

He nodded. “You saved me. You ran outside with some bandages and tended my wounds. And then you stayed with me until I could stand up on my legs.” He placed his palm on my cheek.

“I was so scared that night. I thought that you will die but then you could go home on your own. It was incredible. Now I know why your face seemed so familiar when I first saw you. I had a feeling that I recognize you but I ignored it.” I admitted.

“I knew that your father was a soldier because of the area where your house was, so the only thing I had to do was to found out which one.” He laughed. “Then, I’ve met him. He told me that he has a daughter ready for marriage. I knew how other men treat women. The truth is, it’s not easy to be a woman in our society. You have to stay home and do all the chores while the man has all the privileges. I wanted a better life for you. You saved me once so I wanted you to have all the good things in world. That’s why I’ve told him that I am looking for a wife.” He said.

“The thing is… I’m not searching for a wife. I am looking for a life companion not just someone who washes my clothes and cooks. I want you to be my greatest confident. I want you to trust me. I want to find love home and not go seeking it in other places like most men do. So what do you say? Are you ready to start a new life with me?” He asked, putting his hands on my hips, lips inches away from my own.

“Well…. The wedding is already planned and it would be a shame to waste that cake.” I teased him.

“It would be a shame to waste this moment.” He whispered and gently pressed his lips against mine. And there, with the warm breeze blowing between us and the sound of the waves crushing against the shore; with my hands tangled in his hair and him keeping me as close to him as possible, I knew that this marriage duty ended exactly the way I wanted.

I had a dream that sums up my entire social life and I’m not sure if that’s a good thing.

I guess I worked at some event shop or something, not entirely sure but an event was happening where I was working. This event was taking place after my shift. My boss explained to me that it was some board game event and knew I was into that stuff and I was free to hang around. So while I was getting ready to leave all these cool looking people started coming into my work place and setting up or whatever. They asked me question like you’d expect at a job. Then finally I announced, though I’m not sure why “I’m going to head out and pretend I have friends and things to do because honestly I fear making connections to anyone knew in my life. ” and someone replied with you can stay if you want. As if what I said was some cry for help but dream me looked her dead in the eyes and said “Bitch did I stutter?” And fucking left.

I’ve been thinking about this for a few days now.
One dream me is a fucking badass.
Two dream me has also made me realize the sad reality of why I’m always at home alone.

Gender Reveal ~N.M.~

Summary: you and Nate do a YouTube video for the gender reveal.

Requested: yes

“Hey babes. It’s y/n and I’m back with another amazing video for you all. So Im going to kill two birds with stone today. So first. Babe? Video Time” I yell at my boyfriend Nate.

“Hey y/ns fans. I’m the baby daddy” Nate says chuckling.

“They’re your fans too Nate. Anyway. You guys wanted Nate to do my makeup so we’re gonna do that, but we’re also going to do a gender reveal because we got the tests back and I wanted to do something fun.

So I have 2 themes for makeup, pink and blue. I’m going to close my eyes and Nate is gonna look in the envelope find out the gender and then do my makeup the color scheme. I’m super excited and scared. I even bought all water proof makeup cause I know I’m going to cry.”

“I bet it’s a girl. I want a boy but I bet it’s a girl” Nate says looking at me.

“I think it’s a boy.”

“Well let’s find out.”

Nates pov

Y/n had a cool idea for a gender reveal and I was excited. I grab the envelope and pull out the ultrasound.

In cursive writing at the bottom is the gender. I read it over and over again.

A Girl.

I was having a girl. I was gonna have a princess.

I looked up at y/n who was sitting there with her eyes closed. I showed the camera the ultrasound and my eyes started watering.

“Are you okay babe?” Y/n asks probably hearing my sniffles.

“I’m fucking amazing babe. I can’t believe we’re having a baby together” I say kissing her lips quickly.

I take out the pink make up y/n had and looked at the picture she gave me. I put on the foundation just like I had watched y/n do so many times.

We talked about random stuff. We told everyone the names we had picked out and how excited we were. We told them the god parents. And told them about the nursery. Me and y/n were beyond excited for this baby.

“Okay baby you’re done. I’ll get the mirror.” I handed y/n a hand held mirror while biting my lip.

She started crying and looking at herself.

She set down the mirror and looked at the camera. She was crying and smiling.

“A baby girl. Oh my god. I can’t. Oh Nate. WERE HAVING A BABY GIRL. A PRINCESS. NATE” she screamed while smiling. I hugged her tight and kissed her forehead.

“By the way Nate you did really good. It looks like I did it honestly. You’re gonna start doing my makeup when I’m too lazy” she said kissing my cheek.

Y/N pov


My make up looked amazing and I was carrying a baby girl in my stomach.

After we turned off the camera we went out for food and tell everyone what we were having.

Hey guys! I was recently asked to do a bellarke fic rec, and with Fanfiction Writers Appreciation Day just around the corner (21st of August; go appreciate fanfic writers y’all!), I thought it was a good time to find my favourites. 

I’m posting under the cut, because it got a bit long and I didn’t want to make your dashes annoying. I’ve tagged the writers whose tumblrs I know, and used some people’s names like I know them even if I don’t – let me know if you want me to remove any of that (or add a tumblr I don’t know). I’m giving little review/summaries and mostly just being amazed at all the awesome fics we have in this fandom.

So, anyway – Happy Fanfiction Writers Appreciation Day!! This is me letting you know I appreciate you all a lot. Read these fics!!!! They’re great, and I encourage everyone to send writers (all that you like, not just these ones) love and kudos and comments to let them know you like their stuff.

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caramelcrow  asked:

I'm a little afraid to ask, but I'm too curious. What would it take to make Frederick cry (like with the Gaius ask)?

I see so many of you guys start like this. Honestly, am I so terrifying?
You guys love to torture your baes as much as I do (he’s suffering in A.W.E. anyway haha)

Frederick knows that he can be a very brusque and curt man, and can come off colder than he intends to. He will never forgive himself if he does something to hurt you. It will drive him absolutely insane.

Your name: submit What is this?

He sits at the dinner table, waiting for you to come back. He’s set out a place for you and him, and hopes that you’ll come back soon. Steam wafting from the food disappears, and he’s staring at a cold dish.

Where were you? He feels a sense of foreboding form a pit in his stomach and suddenly he felt very sick. He knocks the dishes off of the table and crumples to the ground as the shards dig into him.

He’s late in realizing his faults, and it hits him hard. The look on your face haunts him. He raised his voice louder and louder, and for a moment you were terrified he was going to hit you. He would never do that, but in that horrible, awful moment, you didn’t know what to think.

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Professor Robbie

Tittle: Professor Robbie

Pairing: Robbie Kay x Reader

Requested: Yes

Rating: M for Mature

Warning: Smut lies a head

  “There had better be a good reason you missed our annual Friday date night.” My best friend Jason said as he sat down in the desk beside me, his words causing me to me freeze. I had forgotten all about our annual date night mainly because I had spent most of Friday night curled up with my boyfriend/ Professor Robbie. I was so excited that I was finally able to spend the night alone with him, that my weekly plans with Jason slipped my mind.

  “I completely forgot! I got doing something and it slipped my mind. Though that would totally explain why I felt off all weekend.”

  “What were you doing? You never forget. Hell women you blew off your father more than once because he wanted you to come down and you only see him once every blue moon. This had better be important.”

  “Honestly Jay it was. I um I had to finish up the homework from Professor Kay and I couldn’t get it so I spent most of the night trying to make sense of it.”

   “You blew me off for homework?” He said, raising an eyebrow as he started at me. “You know I would have helped you out!”

  “I know, I just didn’t want to admit it. English is my best subject.” I said, hoping that the blush that was covering my cheeks would come across as embarrassment rather than guilt. I hated lying to him, but I also knew that he would never understand. To him Robbie would always be his least favorite teacher.

  “Well I mean it would still be your best subject if you didn’t spend all damn class staring at him. Like I will never understand why you and every other girl find him hot.” Jason snapped, looking at me as if I had suddenly grown three heads. I let out a groan as I dropped my head into my hands. Jason has hated Robbie from the very beginning for that exact reason. Every girl in the school loved him, so in his books that meant Robbie was an ass.

  “Other than will you PLEASE tell me what you have against him? Professor Kay has been nothing but amazing with you.” I snapped, slowly lifting my head so I could I glare at the boy beside me. “And before you say a word “all the girls love him” is not a good reason. He has done nothing to you Jason! Nothing!”

  “You are seriously so stupid. God Y/n! It`s obvious. Ever since he became our teacher all you ever do it talk about him. Like fuck.” Jason snapped, shaking his head as he turned to the front of the room. I sat there in shock, tears filling my eyes as his words registered inside.

  “Jason.” I whimpered, my eyes going wide at what he said.

  “It`s kind of pathetic. You use to be at the top of the class but then we get him as a professor and suddenly your a stupid, love struck little girl that can’t tell up from down. A little girl who is so stupid and blind that she can’t see that she is turning into an annoying pathetic little girl.”

  “You were the only one who never called me that.” I whimpered, blinking back the tears I stared at him. Slowly he looked back at me, his face filling with regret. Before he could say anything though, Robbie was entering the room, calling out for everyone`s attention.

  “Good afternoon! As usual today will be having a test on what we learned this past week. Once you are finished hand it in and you may leave. I`m sure you all know the drill.” He laughed as he handed out the tests. As he walked by he paused, his eye brows pulling together. “Are you okay?”

  “Fine.” I mumbled, taking the test from him and instantly getting to work on it. The sooner I was done this quiz the sooner I can leave.

  “Why don`t you wait for me after class.” He said softly, his voice loud enough that only I could hear him, and even I had to really strain to pick up his words. I let out a soft sigh but nodded, knowing that if I had refused he would only start to worry. He patted my shoulder before he walked off, handing out the last few sheets as he went.

  “Y/n,” Jason whispered. “You know I never meant it.”

  “Mr Reed, no talking.” Robbie sighed, raising an eye brow as he glanced between the two of us. Jason let out a groan but nodded, setting his attention onto his own quiz.

 Half Hour Later

  “Are you sure your okay?” Robbie asked the moment Jason excited the room, making it so it was just the two of us.

  “It`s nothing to worry about.” I whispered, blinking past the tears that were suddenly threatening to pour down my face.

  “Really? Then why are you crying love.” He cooed, sitting on my desk. When I stayed silent, he brushed his thumb over my cheek, catching the tear that had started to fall. “Talk to me baby.”

  “Honestly it`s silly. I`ll be okay.” I assured him, leaning up to press a kiss to his lips.

  “Your crying, it`s not silly baby please just tell what happened before I walked in.”

  “I forgot about my weekly movie night with Jason on Friday. He asked me about it and I told him I was studying. That`s when he snapped. He started saying if I payed less attention to you then I wouldn’t be falling behind. He said I was nothing but a pathetic, stupid, love struck little girl who couldn’t tell up from down.” I explained, blinking back the tears that were once again threatening to spill over.

  “Oh my baby girl.” He cooed, reaching up to brush my hair behind my ear. “You are none of those things, in fact your one of the best students, and I`m not just saying that because your my girlfriend, I`m saying because it`s true.”

 “I don`t know. I think he has a point. I`ve been called that my whole life. Maybe everyone has a point.”

  “You’re wrong princess. You are so wrong. I can prove it to you.” He smirked, his eyes racking over my body, biting his lip as he stared at me.

  “How?” I whispered. The way he was looking at me turned on, heat building up in my core. 

  “I`m going to ask you questions. For every question you get right, I`ll you cum, for every wrong answer I`ll push you straight to the edge but stop just before you can.” He whispered, licking his lips as I gulped. I nodded, suddenly eager to feel his hands on me.

  “Good, now I`m going to close the door and shut the blinds, I want you to lay on the desk.” He commanded pressing a kiss to my lips before crossing the room. I stared at him for a second before I jumped on his desk, pulling my skirt up so I could down my underwear. Once I was free of the black lace material I leaned back on the desk, my breaths coming out in gasps with anticipation.

  “First question baby girl.” He hummed, walking around the desk so he standing in between my legs. He gave me a smirk before he placed his thumb on my clit, applying pressure to my clit as he started to rub it. I let out a moan, arching my back as the pleasure washed through me. “Baby I want you to tell me the nouns in this sentence. Okay. Mary told the gardener about the flowers. Can you name the three nouns?” He said softly, slipping two fingers into my core, curling them up against my walls as he pushed them inside of me.

 “Fuck Robbie.” I moaned, arching my back again as we went faster, the pleasure building up inside of me.

  “The nouns princess.” He chuckled, rubbing his thumb over my clit again as he slammed his fingers inside of me.

  “Mary, gardener and fuck Robbie right there!” I moaned, curling my toes as he added another finger.

  “The last one baby, whats the last one?”

  “Flowers.” I moaned out, squeezing my eyes shut as curled his fingers inside of me, his fingers brushing against my g-spot.

  “Good baby girl, very good.” He hummed, picking up the pace of his fingers. “Now give me the pronouns of this sentence. ‘I saw him with her.’ name the three.” He cooed, leaning down to attach his lips to clit, I let out a scream, bucking my hips against him. His used his free hand to hold me down against the table, smirking against my core as his fingers rammed inside of me.

  “I, him and her.” I moaned out, letting a scream as he slammed his fingers inside of me again, his tongue kitten licking my clit. “Fuck Robbie yes, right there baby. Fuck.” I groaned.

  “That`s right baby. Come on now, come undone.” He urged, placing his mouth back on my clit, sucking against my clit. His tongue flicked against my core, picking up speeding with each moan that escaped my lips.

  “Fuck Robbie, I`m going to, I`m going to.. FUCK!” I screamed, my back arching up against the desk as my orgasm washed over me. Robbie kept it up, waiting until I was finished. Once I had come down from my high, I opened my eyes again, my breaths coming out in gaps as I fought to catch my breath.

  “I love watching you like this. A writhing mess on my desk, your eyes wide with pleasure, your moans still echoing around the walls of my class room. I have to say it`s my favorite way to see you.”

  I hummed, still unable to say anything. He chuckled, and linked his fingers through mine, pulling me up. Once I was sitting he pressed his lips against mine, his dropped my hands and pulled be closer to him, his finger tips pressing into my hips.

  “I love you.” He mumbled against my lips.

  “I love you too.” I whispered against his lips, running my hands up his chest so I could wrap them around his neck.

  “Good. Now lets go back to my house so we can go for round two.”

  “You going to quiz me again?”

  “Depends. You believe me yet?” He laughed, smirking as he ran hands up my thighs.

  “If it goes like that? No I can`t say that I do.” 

  “I`ll have to make sure you get a least one question wrong then.”

  “Oh this is not going to end well for me is it?”

  “Oh no princess.” He chuckled, kissing me again before he lead me from the room. I giggled, and smiled at the boy in front of me.

anonymous asked:

How would Bts ask you to marry them ?

Jin wouldn’t really want to go anywhere public. Instead, he would take you somewhere romantic such as the first place you met, and he would propose to you there. It would be really romantic and peaceful. 

Yoongi would think about you and how you would want to be proposed to. He would probably take you to a fancy restaurant and have the waiter put your ring in a glass of champagne or something like that, and then he would take it out and propose to you in the restaurant. 

Originally posted by girlshbo

Hoseok would really be nervous about proposing to you as he made sure the plans were all ready. He would set up everything in his house and then invite you over, making a quiet environment for him to ask you. There would be rose petals and that kind of thing everywhere. 

Namjoon would plan for months to make sure that everything was perfect. He would take you out to your favorite restaurant (nothing too fancy) and he would propose to you there. It would be really adorable honestly. 

Originally posted by bosayasayangenc

Jimin would propose to you in a park at dusk because it would set the mood for the two of you. He would probably start crying before the question even came out of his lips while he pulled out the ring. He wouldn’t have to finish the question as you pull him into your arms, “Of course I’ll marry you.”

Originally posted by sadly-not-a-fictional-character

I can see Taehyung doing something less romantic and more sweet. I think he would take you to an arcade and ask the employee to hold the ring as the prize so that you could get it in return for the tickets. It would be really adorable and unexpected. 

Originally posted by lilpieceofmyworld

Jungkook would be so nervous that he wouldn’t be able to speak. He would take you somewhere quiet to relieve the pressure and he would get down on one knee, practically shaking as he pulled the box out of his pocket. “Will you marry me?” he would ask and by that point, you would be in tears. “Yes I will,” you would say between sobs, “I love you”


2 days late was no big deal. A week late. An entire week. That was a big deal. The thought to take a pregnancy test would never have crossed her mind, until that morning when she woke up with both the urge to throw up and to eat a mountain of pancakes for breakfast. Cecilia hurried to the drug store, still in the yoga capris and the NYU shirt she had slept in, and bought a handful of tests. What if one was wrong? How could she hold the fate of her body and her life and her relationship in one little box without a back up? Even buying the tests had her on edge, which is why she took the bag, hopped into a cab and went to his apartment. 

Hurrying inside, she knew he would be at work for the entire day, but for some reason she felt a tiny bit of comfort in being at his home. She marched straight to the bathroom, took the tests, lined them all up in a row on the counter top and then disappeared to the kitchen. She tried to busy herself, making toast, grabbing a cup of orange juice but she glanced at the clock every twenty seconds. Abandoning the food after 5 minutes, she hurried back to the row of sticks and stared at them as if she had seen a ghost. “Fuck,” was definitely not the word she thought she’d be saying in this moment when she imagined it. She also hadn’t imagined being a girlfriend, and not a wife, and to a man who admitted to not doing girlfriends, whose brother had nearly fallen out when he heard the title. 

She immediately started crying, standing there frozen as she stared down at all of the little “+” signs. Now, she regretted trying so many, they all said the same thing. With shaking hands, she found her phone and only texted him, “I need you to come home.” Setting her phone aside, she flopped down onto the couch and curled her knees to her chest, crying into them. Honestly, the blonde didn’t know what was making her cry so hard. Fear, probably. Or the thought of telling James. Or the reaction. Or the idea of something changing everything so permanently.