i honestly thought they were going to kiss

All Tied Up

Summary: Theo and (Y/N) have hated each other since the beginning of time and it doesn’t help that he’s with the pack now. Scott and Stiles’ have a bright idea to lock the two in a room together until they make up, but they never expected things to get so heated.

Pairing: Theo x Reader

Word Count: About 2.1K

Warning: Handcuffs, orgasm denial, smut

A/N: Let’s all pretend Theo helped them defeat the Dread Doctors.

Credit to the creator of the gif!

Originally posted by training-wolves



“That’s enough!”, Scott yelled, “You two have been going at it for weeks and it’s starting to get annoying”

“It’s just starting?”, Stiles let out

Scott glared at his best friend before he could continue to chastise Theo and I. Ever since he tried to have Scott killed, I’ve wanted nothing more than to bury him. In the end, he did help us defeat the Dread Doctors, but that didn’t mean I’d just start trusting him.

“She started all of this. It’s not my fault!”, Theo yelled back

“Just like it wasn’t your fault Scott died!?”, I countered

“How many times do I have to apologize? I’m so-”

“Your apologies don’t mean shi-”

“Enough!”, Scott yelled again, his eyes beginning to glow. I knew better then to start yelling again, but this argument was far from over. No one should trust Theo.

“(Y/N) I know this is difficult for you to accept, but he’s a part of our pack now. And Theo, you need to give it time. I’m aware that you two have a history, but somehow you’ll work through it”, Scott reasoned

“That’s not even the reason why!”

“How about some time alone?”, Stiles suggested

Theo groaned, then shook his head, “No, not a good idea”

“You’re right! It’s a great idea”, Scott grins, “Meet me in my room”

I grimaced as Theo smiled politely and led the way. Once we reached his room, Theo plopped down on the bed and made himself at home.

“What?”, he sighed when I glared in his direction

Before I could tear him a new one, Scott and Stiles entered the bedroom with a familiar sac in Stiles’ hand.

“We’ve decided to go on the mission without you”, Scott finally says

“What?”, we yelled in unison

“We don’t need this many people for it anyway. Stiles and I can handle this”

“What if you need backup?”, Theo fired back

“We have a hellhound, banshee, and two betas. In case you forgot”, Stiles replied

“What makes you think we’ll stay put?”, I nearly yelled as Stiles walked closer to the door

He faced my direction as a giant grin spread across his face. Scott quickly grabbed my right wrist and handcuffed it to his headboard, then moved out the door. I frantically pulled my wrist to and fro trying to get out of it.

“Scott!”

“Whoa, calm down sweetheart. You might hurt yourself”, Theo said trying to get me to relax, “You know handcuffs won’t work on me. So I might as well leave”

As he began to stand, Stiles dumped the contents of the sac in a line front of the door.

Wolfsbane.

“I doubt you will be anytime soon”, Stiles replied, “Try not to break anything kids”

“Scott be reasonable!”

“I am being reasonable! We’re a team and we need to stick together. Whatever is going on between the two of you you need to work through it. We shouldn’t be gone too long. Don’t destroy my room either”, he said as he shut the door and left the house, effectively trapping Theo and I inside

“Sooooo…:”, I let out to break the silence

“Don’t”, he quickly said, “No small talk”

“Oh so I take it you’re in charge now?”

“Someone should be”, he mumbles

“Aww is someone still mad they aren’t the alpha?”, I smirked as Theo got off the bed to put some distance between us

“Will you quit bringing that up!?”, he shouted

“Why would I do that? You came along and pulled our pack apart piece by piece. Scott died, Lydia was stuck in Eichen House, you blackmailed Stiles-”

“Stop!”

Theo stood near the bed with his hands balled into fists, the rise and fall of his chest slightly increasing.

“And you took Hayden from Liam. All because you crave power! Was it really worth it Theo?”

“Be. Quiet”, he sneered

“It must have been worth while since you still ended up on the side of the good guys. Even though it doesn’t wipe away all the bad you’ve done”, I finished

Theo began to tremble as if he was going to break down right in front of me. His eyes flashed yellow and blood dripped from his clenched fist. I’m sure it hurts, but I really don’t care enough to say anything.

“You’re never going to trust me are you?”, he asked quietly

“Not in this lifetime”, I replied, “If you get these cuffs off me, I can break the seal and we’ll never speak of this again”

“No”, he was pacing back and forth, “We’re going to get through this like he said. I know this will take a while, but that’s a risk I’ll have to take”

He was either crazy or cared too much about what happened between us.

“You’re still angry”, he continued, “I know it’s my fault that you’re hurting. Believe me I want to make it up to you, if you’ll let me”

This was a side of Theo I didn’t get to see often. He felt bad for being an ass and wanted to be forgiven.

“No”, I said hesitantly, “You’ve said that before and it didn’t end so well”

He lowered his head and let out a frustrated groan.

“I didn’t know they would take you. If I had known I would have left a while ago”, he said softly

“The only reason you decided to help our pack was because they took me. What if they didn’t? Would you still have helped or let us suffer? You make terrible decisions and I’m always going to be the one to pay for them”

“The Dread Doctors used you to get to me. They thought if they got you out the way, I would be compliant, but it only made things worse. The thought of them harming you drove me crazy and I knew it was all my fault. I stopped at nothing to make sure you would be safe”

He hesitantly moved closer to me and sat on the bed.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you (Y/N). I thought I was doing the right thing until you were kidnapped. Out of all the crap that has been going on you’re the only thing that makes sense and I can’t lose you. That’s why I stayed”

“Why should I believe you?”

“Honestly, you shouldn’t. You have no reason to, but I want to work on us. Find a way to right my wrongs with everyone and that starts with you sweetheart”

He’s never been this forward with me. It was a start and I did miss spending time with him. The late nights. The kissing. God the kissing. It drives me crazy just thinking about it. He leaned forward, his face inches from mine. He was lingering in front of me, eyeing my lips down to my neck and chest. His hands ran slowly up my arms up to my wrists. They ran across the handcuffs, but he didn’t take them off. Confusion spread across my face as he smiled.

Theo moved so he was sitting between my legs and unbuttoned my shirt. As he got closer, he ran the tip of his nose along my neck, I let out a moan. He kissed up my neck as his hand trailed down sliding into my leggings. I couldn’t stop the sounds escaping my mouth. The tip of his finger brushed across my clit and I pulled against the restraints. He smirked as he saw my reaction and began moving his finger in slow circles, but soon picked up the pace. My back arched from against the headboard. He positioned two fingers at my entrance and slowly pushed them in.

“(Y/N) you’re soaked”, he groaned as he finally started to pull out, then push them back in. His fingers went in farther until he found my spot. My legs shook uncontrollably as he continued to rub his fingers against it. Theo kissed me to silence my screams, but soon moved away to watch my reaction. I was getting closer and closer to the edge when he pulled his fingers out and licked them clean.

“Theo please”, I groaned

“Not yet sweetheart”, he smirked as he pulled off my leggings and threw my panties aside

He lowered himself between my legs and softly bit the insides of my thighs. He moved at a painstakingly slow pace as he teased me. Finally, he leaned forward and rubbed the tip of his tongue in circles on my clit. I wanted to keep myself from screaming too loud as I pulled the restraints once again.

“Theo”, I moaned as he wrapped his lips around my clit and sucked gently

His hand yanked my bra down and he rolled my nipple between my fingers. My core began to throb as my moans got louder, then he pulled away with a grin.

“You can’t get too loud, you might wake the neighbors”, he winked

Before I could respond, his lips were on mine once again. He pulled away and his pants and boxers were on the floor. He stroked himself as he stared into my eyes.

“I should have asked you before. Are you okay with this?”, he asked hesitantly

“Yes”, I gasped, “I want this. I want you”

“Thank God because this would have turned out so awkward”, he laughed

His laugh was infectious and I felt myself smiling at him once again.

He leaned over me once more, positioning himself between my legs. Theo pushed himself inside halfway and began to shake. He groaned at the feeling of me being wrapped around him before pushing himself in completely. It didn’t take long to adjust to his length.

He pulled back, then slowly pushed himself in again. His lips met mine once again. Everything he needed to say was in the kiss. The last thing I expected was to have Theo between my legs this evening.

My legs began to tremble. He may have been taking his time, but I could feel my release slowly building up. Just when I thought I reach an orgasm again, he pulled away.

“Are you trying to kill me?”, I gasped

When grinned at me I knew I was in trouble. He lifted one of my legs up, then slammed into me. I barely had enough time to adjust, let alone get a word out. As he continued his pace, I was far from able to form a coherent sentence.

He moved his hand to get a hold of my waist at an angle. As he began to hit my spot again, I let out another moan, barely able to control myself. By now I was screaming his name.

Theo leaned down to kiss my neck when I heard him growling softly in my ear. He couldn’t control himself either. I pushed my hips up to meet his pace and he growled even louder.

“(Y/N) I’m so close”, he groaned

The look on my face told it all. With my movements matching his torturous pace and his lips on my neck, I was pushed over the edge and Theo quickly followed suit. He collapsed on top of me trying to catch his breath.

Soon the cuffs were broken and we scrambled to put our clothes on once we heard the front door open. Theo and I smiled as we raced to put Scott’s bed back together. As soon as we finished, the door pushed open.

“We’re back”, Stiles called as he broke the seal

Scott hesitantly stepped into his room and looked around, “You took her cuffs off”

“Yeah. They weren’t needed…after a while”, Theo said, a knowing grin spreading across his room

Scott paused again, then breathed in. His eyes widened as his gaze landed on the both of us holding hands.

“Did you two…in my bed!?”

Stiles doubled over in laughter, “I never saw that coming”

“Scott, I never planned on this happening, but one thing led to another and…”, Theo stated

“Look in the bright side. We get along now. Isn’t that what you wanted?”, I said grinning from ear to ear

Scott opened his mouth, but nothing came out as he glared at the both of us.

“Babe”, Theo said as he squeezed my hand, “We should run”

With that being said he pulled me out of Scott’s room and run like hell with Scott chasing right behind us.

love/hate sentence starters

feel free to change pronouns as needed.

  • “ I can’t tell if I hate you or if I like you. It’s infuriating. “
  • “ I hate you so much. “
  • “ I don’t know whether to kiss you or slap you. “
  • “ Go to hell. “
  • “ You’re such an adorable jerk! “ 
  • “ Truth is… I never really hated you. “
  • “ Truth is… I never really loved you. “
  • “ Why did I ever love you? “
  • “ Why did I ever hate you? “
  • “ I hate them, I hate their stupid sarcasm, I hate their stupid adorable face, I hate how I mess up my words every time I’m around them- “
  • “ Honestly? You’re not as bad as I thought you were. “
  • “ You make me sick. “
  • “ Do you really hate me that much? “
  • “ Tell anyone and I’ll kill you, but… I sorta really care about them. “ 
  • “ I was such an asshole… You should hate me. “ 
  • “ I know I should, but I really don’t hate you. “
  • “ Did you ever really care about me? “
  • “ Of course I care about you, you asshole! “
  • “ I love you. “
  • “ I hate you. “
  • “ I don’t know how to feel about you anymore. “
  • “ What the hell are you talking about? “
  • “ You’re a terrible person. I don’t know why I still stick around. “
  • “ I’m sorry for all those things I said about you. They weren’t true. “
  • “ I never meant to hurt your feelings. “
  • “ It’s too late for an apology, asshole. “
  • “ It’s okay. I’d hate me, too. “
  • “ You should leave. “
  • “ Please, stay. “

anonymous asked:

Can you pretty please do a drabble or an au for Vernon since it's his birthday?

me: is late for his birthday
also me: friendship to romance trope with vernon au??? yeah??? 

  • you’ve known vernon for like three hundred years,,,,like you two grew up together and because of that
  • your sarcastic personalities get along really well and by really well you both rip on each other like there’s no tomorrow and everyone calls you the old married couple because you two always seem to be play arguing about the SMALLEST things
  • but like this is your dynamic and in the end it’s all fun and games and vernon has opened up to you about how hard it can be to be an idol and you’ve always been a big support for him
  • which is why when his birthday comes around and you’re thinking of some funny joke gift to get him to piss him off like a framed photo of seungcheol or J.Cole’s album but when you open it the CD inside is like a Barney sing-along
  • but also you’re like “i need to get him a serious gift” so you call up seungkwan and you’re like ,,,,,,,,im thinking of getting him some cool tech think what do you think
  • and seungkwan sighs on the other line and is like “i think i have a better idea of what you should give him,,,,,” and you’re like omg what
  • and seungkwan is like “idk maybe you could both finally open your eyes and figure out you like each other and you give him the greatest gift of all: LOVE”
  • and you pause
  • before bursting out into laughter because seungkwan HAS to be joking,,,you and vernon are like oil and water you bicker about everything and are always trying to tick each other off
  • but seungkwan is dead serious he’s like “it might be hard to believe but vernon is flirting with you,,,,,,,like he’s usually super shy and quiet with other people even with us sometimes he’s closed up but with you - he’s a completely different person”
  • and you like??? can’t believe it you just can’t but when you hang up you sit there and think,,,,,,,,do you like vernon? you’ve been friends for so long that skinship and closeness has always been ok
  • but then you think of vernon,,,,and his hands on your waist,,,,,the way he looks when he smiles and the pretty way his bangs fall into his eyes when he laughs
  • and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,wait
  • vernon is handsome. and talented. and has always been there for you and you’re like oh m y G od,,,,,,,,,i like him
  • and you look down at your phone and see a text from vernon whose like ‘today is a special day do you know why?’ and you know he’s joking around as usual
  • but you’re like ‘yeah, i need to give you your gift can you come over?’
  • and vernon says he’ll be there asap and you’re pacing around your room thinking about how you’ve never been this nervous to see your best friend before
  • but when the doorbell rings your heart nearly pops out of your chest
  • and when you open it you have to take in a breath because vernon is there, black hair a bit messy when he pulls off his hoodie and his lips turning up into that smile when he takes off his mask
  • and he’s like ‘so - what’d you get me?’
  • and you realized that one) you didn’t get him anything so you really have no choice but to follow seungkwan’s advice and two) was he always ,,,,,like did he always look this,,,,,,,,,,,,,KissableTM
  • and you’re just,,,staring at him and vernon is like hey??? hello?? waving his hand in your face and you’re like,,,,,,,,,, ‘my gift-’
  • and vernon grins like ‘yes, what is it i didn’t come over here for noth-’
  • and you cut him off with a fast, shy peck to the lips and when you pull back there’s one million thoughts in your head but you’re also like ‘im sorry seungkwan said that the best gift to give is love and oh god saying outloud is so corny let’s pretend i didn’t just do tha-’
  • but vernon reaches out to pull you back in, gently kissing you first this time and you ,,,,,, honestly cannot believe it for the first like 60 seconds
  • but you fall into it
  • and vernon is just as sweet and careful as you thought he’d be
  • and when you guys finally let go of one and other vernon is like ‘best gift, i honestly thought you were going to get me something as a joke-’
  • and you’re like ‘oh yeah i was gonna get a framed pic of s.coups but i couldn’t get him to model for me when i asked’
  • and vernon looks at you and is like ‘why,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,do i like you so much when you do these things to me’
Dating Yuta

I Taeil* I Hansol* I Johnny I Taeyong I Yuta I Kun* I Doyoung* I Ten I Jaehyun I Winwin* I Mark I

*coming soon

A/N: Finally added another one, I got a bit carried away with this and it basically became a proper scenario lmao 


  • The ‘womaniser’  
  • Obviously
  • In his senior year
  • Like he knows he can get any girl he wants bc he knows they all fucking love him
  • He definitely takes advantage of that
  • Took WinWin under his wing when he transferred bc he was once the 'new kid’  when he moved from Japan
  • Knows the struggles so he kind of mentors WinWin  
  • Fucks Hansol off to spend time with WinWin
  • Hansol ain’t too happy about that tho but we’ll save that for his lmao  
  • Anyway..
  • Maths?
  • Yeah he’s failing that  
  • Needs a tutor but can never be bothered bc he’s too busy making all the girls swoon with that fUCKING SMILE  
  • UGHHHHHHH
  • That’s when his maths teacher approached you her favourite pupil
  • the star student  
  • A’s across the board
  • Maths being your speciality  
  • Hence why your maths teacher adored you  
  • After class one day, she asked to talk to you
  • Ofc you obeyed lord you never ignored the teachers word
  • “Would you mind tutoring one of my other students? They’re falling behind and you’re honestly my last hope Y/N.”
  • You were hesitant at first but agree to it.
  • As you are leaving you only just thought to ask who it was you’d be seeing that afternoon in the library.  
  • “Nakamoto Yuta, he’s upperclassman.”  
  • *~fuck~*  
  • You knew exactly who he was. He was notorious for hitting on the more impressionable junior girls. Which you were one of
  • You nod slightly and once the door closes your become a internally screaming mess.  
  • “YUTA, FUCKING NAKAMOTO YUTA! I AM TUTORING HIM. ALONE. IN THE LIBRARY. WHAT IF HE TRIES SOMETHING?”
  • The rest of that day until the last bell, you couldn’t concentrate  
  • Mind speeding at 160KMPH
  • You headed to the library and saw a head of artificially coloured dirty blonde hair
  • You edged towards him, tapping him on the shoulder lightly, He spun around and beamed brightly at you with his heart fluttering smile shit
  • “I’m here to tutor you.” You stated sheepishly as you moved around to the other side of the desk.
  • “I know, I asked for you.” He continued to smile brightly, you shot him a coy little smile before grabbing your text books from your bag and sprawling them out on the table, as a quirky Yuta in the corner of your eye.
  • After about an hour and a half, you knew he was paying attention
  • You could see in the corner of your eye him looking at your rather than the book and the questions
  • You tried to ignore it, but you couldn’t any longer
  • “Are you even listening?” You turned to him to see him resting his chin in the palm of his hand as he looked at you.
  • “You want the truth?”
  • “Yeah..”  
  • “Nope.” He cracked yet  a n o t h e r  killer smile at you
  • “Well, I think we’re done for the day.” You began to gather the books, annoyance slipping into your tone of voice.
  • “I’m sorry Y/N.” He looked away briefly before looking back at you. “I promise I’ll pay attention tomorrow, okay.”
  • “Oh really?” You questioned.
  • “Yeah.”
  • “What’s the catch?” You called his bluff. He raised his hands in defeat.
  • “You got me. But dinner on Friday. Surely that isn’t a bad trade. I let you teach me, and at the end of each week on Friday you come out with me.” He had a smug look on his face but it was over taken with innocence in his eyes.  
  • “Deal.”  
  • How bad could it be?  
  • Well…
  • After about 3 weeks of tutoring him, he stuck to his promise of actually paying attention, tho he still intervened by teasing you every so often; tickling you, hiding you phone etc
  • Friday’s became your favourite day of the week
  • They already were bc the last day of school before the weekend
  • But now it was your favourite for a different reason
  • It was when you got to see the real Yuta
  • He showed more of his soft and caring side on those Fridays away from school  
  • You felt lost whenever he was off ill from school
  • Like it sounds ridiculous  
  • But you felt lost without him when he wasn’t there
  • You eventually even started hanging around with him during the actual school day
  • You practically adopted WinWin
  • You’d fix the collar of his shirt if it was uneven
  • You’d bring him snacks into school
  • Which would result in Yuta whining bc he doesn’t get any and your excuse for that is “He’s younger and needs to eat a lot to grow.” He’s not, you just liked babying him
  • Hansol basically became your best friend
  • You’d always talk to him at lunch  
  • Again, Yuta would get jaelous and try to get your attention  
  • You knew all too well he was jealous, you just loved teasing him
  • Exams were coming up
  • The closer that got, the more desperate Yuta was to study  
  • He really did work hard  
  • And you adored his motivation  
  • You’d spend even longer in the library with him, even cancelling your fun Fridays so you could go to his house and help him cram
  • He was panicking but his nerves were always eased when your were around
  • You had such a calming affect on him
  • And no one had that kind of affect on him before
  • He never had butterflies when talking to girls before until he met you  
  • He thought you would be some easy target, that’s why he chose you to be his tutor
  • But you became so much more than that
  • He actually started to care deeply for you
  • But you had no idea..  
  • You waited nervously outside the exam for him
  • Pacing back and forth  
  • Once you saw him walk out of the exam hall, you pulled him aside
  • The look on his face didn’t seem great, he didn’t show off that amazing smile of his like you had hoped  
  • You hugged him tightly, the sudden affection struck him and he felt his knees give slightly
  • “It’ll be okay, I know you passed!” You encouraged him, earning a small smile  
  • I feel like this has turned into a proper scenario oops oh well lets go with it
  • A few weeks after the exam, you were sat at home watching TV and you heard a loud knock on your front door
  • When you opened it oh my god
  • You were literally tackled to the floor  
  • “I GOT A B Y/N I PASSED MATHS!” He held you tightly.
  • You felt your air ways being constricted  
  • “I knew you would Yuta, Now loosen up you’re going to suffocate me.” You chuckled
  • He let you go but bared a death grip on your hands
  • “It’s all your doing. I wouldn’t have passed it with out you honestly, it sounds so cliché but it’s so true.”  
  • “OH Yuta, stop it! I-”  
  • You were cut off by his lips connecting with your own; hands resting on your hips as he pulled you closer  
  • You didn’t realise how much you wanted that to happen until it actually  happened
  • You had always thought about what his plump lips would feel like  
  • And lord
  • They were 100x’s better than you expected
  • Soft and sweet  
  • Once he pulled away he rested his forehead on your own, peppering your face with kisses  
  • Topping it off with a small kiss on the tip of your nose
  • “How about we go out this Friday on an actual date.” You suggested, not being able to wipe the smile off of your face
  • “Sure, but I always counted the other’s as dates.” Again smiling brightly at the small dusting of pink on your cheeks.
Her Holding Back Her Moans: GOT7

Mark:

He’d think that he was not good enough for you so he might ask whether something was wrong. After realizing that you were simply doing it to tease him he would smirk and go very, very slowly, to the point where you had to beg him to move.


JB:

;-)

Well…. JaeBum here…. Hehe… Oh Boi… He will make you scream instead of moan because of the fact that you kept suppressing your sounds. His hips would snap into you so quick you though you would pass out.


Jackson:

He will stop moving, completely. Watching you squirm in slight annoyance, though well hidden. Jackson liked it when you were vocal, so seeing you hold it back would eat at him; it was as if you were looking for a punishment.


JinYoung:

Tbh, he would start chuckling as he was going in and out of you, seeing your face twist with pleasure but your lip bitten to the point that he thought blood was going to ooze out of it soon. He would kiss you instead, so that you would moan into his mouth.


YoungJae:

He would become so. fucking. distressed. Like… Why is she not moaning? Did I do something? Did something happen in work? What? Honestly, he would become so lost in his thoughts that he’d missed when you started moaning from pleasure all over again.


BamBam:

Welp. His ego would deflate ;-). So he would try even harder to make you moan as he’d add a hand to the whole intercourse, rubbing at your clit with his thumb and sucking your nipple to over-stimulate you.


YugYeom:

He would just feel shitty about his performance, and it will be more noticeable since he would become sloppier, a bit scatter-brained. You’d have to moan quick to actually show him that you enjoy everything, and after the intercourse ends you better state a reason as to why you held back your moans because he might become insecure about having sex with you, since he thought he couldn’t pleasure you properly.

anonymous asked:

First of all: GAHHH YOUR ART IS AMAZING AND I WNAT TO FRAME ALL OF YOUR LUMIERE AND PLUMETTE THINGS! Second : have you seen beauty and the beast ur? Thoughts?

Anon, are you encouraging my Candlestick/Featherduster OTP??? Quick doodle for you:

I saw Beauty and the Beast at a Thursday night showing and I LOVED IT. So happy with it.

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You Really Shouldn’t Have (Sherlock x reader) Valentine’s day

A/N: Happy Valentine’s Day Everyone! I know I promised to give you a fanfic spam (it’s coming alright) but I really wanted to give you this one fix on time. This represent my ideal thinking of Valentine’s day and since there ain’t even much of these (usually it’s Sherlock and him only hating on this specific day) so let’s change things up a bit? Hope you enjoy this on some level. I’m a real hater, alright. Sorry for that. 

You were peacefully sitting on your boyfriend’s armchair, the black leather warmed up by your body heat, the day’s newspaper in your hands that you had found on the table. You figured no one in the house had yet to read it, it had been carelessly thrown on the table, the pages slightly of place as it had landed on the wooded furniture. It had been on top of all the other post from today so it was more important than the letters and commercial flies. You found some of the articles interesting as well, but doubted they were the reason Sherlock wanted to read the paper.

When you heard the front door open, John chatting with Sherlock you still didn’t lift your eyes from the paper. You let your eyes wonder over a review of a new restaurant just a ten minutes walk from Baker Street. That of course wasn’t what had drawn you to read.

”Good morning, (Y/n).” John chuckled and you could hear amusement through his voice. You smiled back at him over your paper wishing the same for John as you positioned yourself better on the chair, pulling your legs to you, crossing them.

Sherlock stood next to you and a pink blur came to your view. You turned your head to your left, seeing a huge bouquet of flowers of different kinds on the hand of your boyfriend. ”There.” Sherlock muttered as if he was doing something against his will, something that irked him more than anything in the world. Your gaze climbed up his hand, to meet his face. He moved the flowers closer to you, begging you to take them. You put the paper aside and took the flowers, your brows furrowed at what was going on.

”Thank you?” You more of asked. You looked at the flowers again. There were probably five different shades of pink in them, each darker and lighter than the other. ”What’s this for?” You questioned and looked at John and then Sherlock. The smile on John’s face disappeared by your statement and he looked at you in a way he did when Sherlock said something stupid. Like when he once again proved him how incapable he was of feeling empathy. Sherlock on the other hand rolled his eyes and let an exaggerated sigh like the drama queen he was.

”Even if I hate eventful days and holidays, it does not mean I don’t remember them.” He looked down on you, irritatedly. ”Did you really think I would forget Valentine’s day?” He snapped waving his hands in anger. His hairs moved when he shook his head violently, and you could hear John clear his throat, trying to signal Sherlock he was getting too far.

So that is what it was all about! You let out a long ”oooooh” in realization and laugh, ”It’s Valentine’s day!” You admit to yourself.

Now John and Sherlock were both staring at you as if you had said something wrong. They looked at each other, then their intense stare returning towards you. You got up from the couch, the rug under your bare foot warming your chilly toes. You walk to the kitchen and take one of Sherlock’s measuring glasses, big and tall enough for the bouquet and fill it with warm water.

”I totally forgot.” You laughed by yourself, then going over and giving Sherlock a kiss on the cheek. ”You shouldn’t have.” You chuckled. You started taking his coat and folding it over the backrest of a chair next to the desk behind Sherlock’s seat. ”And I mean it when I say you shouldn’t have.” You assured Sherlock, how dumbfoundedly sat on his chair.

”You forgot Valentine’s day?” John was first to talk from the two men in the room. He couldn’t come up with a girl in his mind who would forget a day as such. He could make a list of men on the other hand that never bothered to pay attention to a day dedicated to appreciating your loved ones and friends.

”I try my best.” You shrugged, standing next to Sherlock’s desk, leaning your butt against the wood to support you. ”I actually hate Valentines day.” You admitted, shamefully smiling. Sherlock looked at you over his shoulder, he was as surprised as John of finding out you were one of the rare girls who didn’t like Valentine’s day.

”You are telling me I bought those flowers for nothing? You wouldn’t had even mentioned the whole Valentine’s day if I wouldn’t have brought it up?” He was bewildered. You nodded after giving it a thought. Then your eyes opened wide. You let your eyes fix on Sherlock and hurried to ask, ”Please tell me the flowers are the only way of celebrating this awful day.”

”Of course it is. And if I would’ve known you dislike this horrible event I wouldn’t have bothered with the flowers.” He turned his head towards John again, you chuckled at your boyfriend. You were now speaking for you and John by saying, ”I honestly thought you would forget this day, or do your best not to bring it up.” You walked by, kissing the top of Sherlock’s head and said, ”I’ll go take a shower.” And you walked to the bathroom.

”You said she would like the flowers!” Sherlock snapped at John who raised his hands up in defense.

”How should’ve I known she doesn’t like Valentine’s day? Every normal girl likes Valentine’s day.” John thought for a second and then said, ”Then again I guess she isn’t normal, she is dating you for example.” Sherlock pulled his head back, slightly offended by his friend’s statement.

John took a seat across from Sherlock, leaning closer and then saying with a low voice, ”This girl is like made for you Sherlock. You have to realize that.” And that Sherlock did, even if it had come to him as a surprise just how well you two fit together, especially after the flower incident. ”And you should cancel that reservation you made at the restaurant.” John reminded.

”Yes, of course.” Sherlock agreed and took his phone out in a hurry.

anonymous asked:

Mc rubbing her face to her s/o (rfa+v) cuz its so soft thats why

i’m honestly confused whether you mean mc rubbing her face against her s/o, or them mc’s face, but i guessed you meant the first one so that’s what you’ll get  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯


Yoosung

  • He thought you couldn’t get any cuter
  • Oh boy was he wrong
  • The first time you snuggled your face into his neck when he cuddled you, he tensed up (this innocent bby thought you were going to kiss it), but then just giggled because it tickled
  • He made sure to always wear cologne or at least shower regularely so you wouldn’t think he smelled bad


Zen

  • The first time you rubbed your nose against his cheek, he thought you were just teasing him by not kissing him
  • When he realized that it’s a thing you do, he started returning it
  • You know those eskimo kisses, when two people rub their noses against each other?
  • Expect a lot of those


Jaehee

  • This cuddlebug straight up giggled when you nuzzled her neck
  • “MC, it tickles!”
  • As she wasn’t a fan of PDA, she would actually prefer that you rubbed your nose against her as you hugged instead of kissing
  • She always smelled of coffee and pastries


Jumin

  • You weren’t the most comfortable around other business men, so when he brought you with him to meetings you would usually cling to his arm at every chance you got 
  • Not so much that it would make him seem unprofessional, but you get it
  • Whenever you sensed that he was stressed about the deal he was making, you would rub your face against his upper arm (because he was so much taller than you) to reasure him that you were there
  • You were just like a kitten and that made him so happy


707

  • As he often was busy, he appreciated that you had a way of affection that didn’t easily escelate and distract him
  • Lowkey loved it when you hugged him from behind when he was working, kissed his head and just burried your face in his hair
  • If you rubbed your nose against his cheek while cuddling, he would often respond to your nuzzling by licking your cheek or something weird like that


V

  • This guy thought you were the most precious thing ever so prepare ofr cuddles
  • Even though it tickled when you nuzzled his neck/jawline, he would just chuckle and let you
  • Usually not a big fan of taking selfies, but you always looked so happy when you rubbed your face against him that he had to capture it
  • he deserves all the love
Peter Parker Imagine

Requested: Anonymous

Imagine: can you write a peter parker imagine where you two are enemies in school, you two hate eachother and you see him everyday in and out of school because his parents are best friends with your parents. one day when you get home they call you and peter in and force you to two to go on a date, you just suck it up and go on it. as you went on the date, you two actually had a lot in common and at the end you two liked eachother. thanks! love ur writing ♥

A/N: thanks nonny! ♥

Warning: None


The teacher was blabbering about his usual lesson, it sometimes felt like it was the same lesson over and over everyday. You sat there, scribbling on the desk with your pencil, you were bored out of your mind, there was absolutely nothing to do. You were always bored as usual, mostly in science class, your least favorite place to be. And the subject wasn’t the reason you hated that class, it was your enemy, Peter Parker. As you were scribbling on the desk you suddenly feel something get shot at your head, and it was sticky.

You turn around, soon seeing a smirking Peter with a straw placed in his hand. You got out the thing in your hair, it a spitball. You were absolutely disgusted that you just touched something that came out of Peter’s mouth. Ew.

“Stop it.” you scowled, turning back around.

A few minutes passed, than another spitball came flying into your hair again.

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Swap/Peter Pan Smut

Originally posted by storyofyouandrobbie

Most of these are taken from my Wattpad account! (Twtrash01)

Send me requests for the following Fandoms: Teenwolf, Vampire Diaries, Dolantwins, OUAT(Peter Pan, Robbie Kay, Supernatural, Suicide Squad, The 100. Basically I’ll write for any fandom. I’ll write non-smut as well. Be specific in what you want! *I DON’T OWN ANY GIFS*

Request:  Your welcome and can you do one where you used to live on neverland and it was a hate love relationship between you and Pan and when he kidnaps Henry you go with the group to neverland he sort of does like a swap Henry for you and the group is like reluctant but you do for Henry and your daughter of either evil queen or snow and charming and yeah later on you are having like a little argument or something and it leads to smut and yeah

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Nct dream reaction to their s/o being born in 00 or younger

MARK- This boy would be so caring! He’d always want to make sure you’re alright and we’ll. He loved that you were younger than him and would think of you as so SMOL. He’d always be by your side to protect you from things that’s weren’t that big of a deal.

-Y/N YOU HAVE TO PUT ON YOUR SCARF!! YOU’RE GOING TO CATCH A COLD!

-I don’t need a scarf Mark! Besides I’m a big girl I don’t need you to tell me what to do

-Big girl? you’re the youngest thing I’ve ever seen in my life!

-Mark what are you talking about, I’m not even that much younger than you. *laughs while walking away*

-*Raps a scarf around you* See now, you won’t be cold *kisses your cheek*

-Aw Mark *Blushes*


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RENJUN- He’d be so cute with you! He loved that you were around the same age. He’d keep your relationship on the down low when you two are around other members but as soon as its just the two of you, he wouldn’t be able to keep his eyes off you. 

-Y/N you know you’re so cute right *heart eyes*

-What are you talking about Renjun, we both know that you’re the cute one in this relationship

-*looks at you in disbelief* Are you crazy? Look at you! *squishes your face*

-hmm Stopppp! 

-*starts tickling you*  Say you’re the cutest one here! Or I won’t stop! 

-Hahaha Omg Renjun stop! *Starts fidgeting from him tickling you*

-Say it Y/N *tickles you even more*

-Okayokay *Hahaha* I’M THE CUTEST ONE HERE! 

-There you go *Stops tickling you* Was that THAT bad?

-No, it wasn’t that bad *looks away*

-*kisses you* See you’re the cutest

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JENO- you two would be so cute together and everyone would tell you two that. He’d walk you places to make sure that nothing bad happened to you. He’d take car of you so well, since you were younger. He’d always have an eye on you. 

-Jisung do you know where Y/N is?

-Um no sorry

-God where is she? Maybe something bad happened to her!?

He would look everywhere for you, hoping that you were alright. 

-Y/N! Where were you! I was looking everywhere for you!

-Jeno i told you I was going to the washroom 

-OMG never do that again I thought you died! (He’d be super dramatic) 

-Its been 5 minutes!

-Okay, now that you’re here! wanna go to the fair? *smiley eyes* 

-UM k. This is sudden

-*kisses you then grabs your arm and drags you away to the fair*

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HAECHAN- Honestly you two would have a love-hate relationship, you guys would insult each other like every second of the day. Mark would hate you guys so much, always making fun of him. Haechan would always say things like “I know you love me” and just cheesy things like that

-Hey Y/N can I ask you a question?

-Sure what is it?

-Why do you like me? *He’d tilt his head to the side like a cute lil dog*

-Well um..

-*Cuts you off* actually I know why, I mean look at me, how can you not like me? 

-*blinks at him*

-I mean I don’t even know how you can keep your hands off me! 

-HAECHAN! you can’t just say things like that! 

-Well if it makes you fell better, I’ve fallen for you too Y/N *literally falls*

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JAEMIN- Although you guys were dating you guys would act like BFF. Always by each other’s side, always laughing He’d treat you almost like a little sister. Like all the other boys he’d always want to protect you. ( But lately, with Jaemin’s herniated disc you’d be taking care of him)

-Y/N I’m fine! You can go home, it’s okay

-No! I need to take care of you! I still have soup for you!

-But I had all the soup! And it was SUPER good, but Y/N you have to go home and sleep, it’s late

-Okay fine, but only because you want me to. If it was up to me I’d stay with you the entire night, so that you wouldn’t be lonely.

-Your health is more important than my loneliness. 

-*kisses him on his forehead* Bye babe, sleep well

-Y/N! *You look back at him* Love you 

-*Blushes*

Originally posted by haechannie

CHENLE- This lil ball of joy would be just the sweetest. Always making sure that you were happy and taken care of. He’d love calling you cute nicknames that made you smile. Which would make him smile, JUST A LOT OF SMILES

-Hey Y/N *He’d say singing* I bought you something! 

-Chenle, you don’t have to buy me anything. 

-*Shows you a bouquet of flowers and chocolate* Here you go Y/N I remember you telling me that these was your favorite flowers *smiles at you*

-Omg Chenle! You shouldn’t have (all you could do was smile at this ball of sunshine) 

-And I got you the sweetest chocolate cause you’re the sweetest girl *heart eyes*

-*kisses his cheek* you’re one of a kind Zhong Chen Le

Originally posted by neotechs

JISUNG- He’d be a little shy around you when the others are around, but he’d be super open with you then the doors are closed. Although he’s the maknae and he’s usually the “baby” of the group he’d still be protective over you. 

-Wait Y/N don’t do that! You might get hurt! 

-Jisung.. I know how an oven works…

-Okay fine, but when you’re done can I lick the spoon? *cutely blinking at you*

-Sure Jisung, but don’t touch that bowl, its hot

-Hehe you don’t want me to get hurt? *blink blink*

-No i don’t, now here’s your spoon

-Yummmy this is so good! Who’s it for?

-It’s for you, now can I actually finish this? So I have something to give you later

-Okay sure I’ll pretend like I didn’t try it yet *blows you a kiss*

Originally posted by haechannie

Just a little fun fact for you guys, all our admin are born 00 or younger 

-Admin V

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Vegas | Tease | Oops | D | Game | Mistake

Note: Here’s Vegas 3, enjoy this banter, sin, and fluff. I enjoyed writing it. I love this series so much, actually. Oh yeah, and this is only halfway edited, so don’t kill me if there are careless mistakes.

Word Count: 2293

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader

Warnings: SMUT. quickie, mouth covering, trying not to get caught sex

Originally posted by matthew-daddario

“Daveed!” You yelled frustratingly from his kitchen. It was the morning after the concert and you were sore, frustrated, and most of all energy-deprived, so when you realized that you couldn’t reach the coffee mugs in his kitchen, you were already fed up.

You felt a warm pair of bare arms snake themselves around your waist and a body press itself against you from behind.

“Hmm?” Daveed’s breath was hot against your neck, creating goosebumps on your body.

You sighed, subconsciously leaning back into him. “Why do you put your coffee mugs so damn high on the shelf? You know I can’t reach them.”

“My bad,” he murmured, reaching up to grab a mug for you and set it on the counter. You knew he was smirking even though you couldn’t see him. “But it’s not my fault you’re short.”

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How Would You Like It?

A short Snowbaz fic [that strted off being] based on the song by How Would You Like It, By Lauren Aquilina

Song here
Dodie Clark cover here

Words: 2.4K

Pairings: Baz Pitch/ Simon Snow

Angst (not really but kind of)/ Fluff


Baz

            I trudged back to my room, defeated. Snow went off, again, and I looked like a complete fool, again. It started as harmless teasing, he sat next to me in potions, but not at the same table, so we weren’t partners, and he couldn’t get the potion right. Of course, it was my job as his ‘nemesis’ to make a joke out of his failure, because that’s what third-year Baz would’ve done, been relentless and careless. It was all normal, Snow’s face grew red, and his hand was by his waist—ready to hold his sword—it was just like every other petty argument we had. By this point, the entire class had their eyes on us, ready to see every little detail, so they could have the best gossip, the only thing that was different than usual was the absolute anger in Snow’s eyes, he was pissed, and it wasn’t just because of me.

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Kicking off the first day of bkk week with something quick and fluffy!  Kirishima’s cute and Bakugou’s in way over his head.

Bakugou wrapped his arms tighter around Kirishima and rested his chin on top of the other boy’s head.  Kirishima pressed himself closer to Bakugou’s side, nuzzling his cheek against Bakugou’s firm chest.  Kirishima’s soft, steady snores filled Bakugou’s room.  Bakugou lay wide awake, threading his fingers through Kirishima’s long hair, vibrant even in the darkness of the night.

If someone had told him a month ago that he’d be dating shitty-hair, he’d probably have punched them in the face for being so stupid.  Yet here he was, sharing a bed and cuddling in the dark with Kirishima.  His boyfriend.

The word was foreign to Bakugou.  New.  Exciting. Terrifying.  He had never had any interest in relationships before.  They would only get in the way of him becoming the top hero, and nothing mattered to Bakugou more than that.  But Kirishima was different.  He had proven time and time again that he was capable of keeping up with Bakugou, of standing by his side, of supporting him – both in battle and out.  Until Kirishima, Bakugou never met anyone he considered an equal.

And Bakugou realized it wasn’t just Kirishima’s strength he admired so much.  It was the way he lit up every room he walked into, his laugh and optimism infectious.  It was his uncanny ability to say the right thing to keep Bakugou grounded and calm.  It was his determination to keep his head high and continue fighting no matter how hopeless a situation seemed.

Kirishima was too good for him.  Bakugou knew that.  Hell, everyone knew that.  Everyone except Kirishima it seemed.  He was so good, so kind, so caring and Bakugou was, well…Bakugou.

“You okay, Blasty?”

Bakugou started, not realizing Kirishima had woken up. Kirishima gazed up at him sleepily and smiled.

“Earth to Bakugou,” he sang, nudging Bakugou’s side.

“’m fine,” Bakugou mumbled, turning his face away. “Go back to sleep.”

Kirishima untangled himself from Bakugou and sat up. He studied Bakugou’s face for a long moment and then started scooting reluctantly towards the edge of the bed.

“I know you aren’t really use to this thing, so if you can’t sleep, I can just go back to my room—”

“No.”  Bakugou grabbed the back of Kirishima’s tank top and dragged him down to his side. Kirishima smiled.  He curled up all too happily, and Bakugou rolled over so the two were facing each other, almost nose to nose.  Bakugou closed his eyes, hoping Kirishima would get the hint that he wasn’t interested in talking.

“Hey, Bakugou?” asked Kirishima quietly.

Bakugou grunted.

“Can I kiss you?”

Bakugou’s cheeks burned.  He felt Kirishima’s intense gaze but refused to meet his eye. Kirishima waited patiently for an answer, his fingers playing absentmindedly with Bakugou’s hands. Bakugou clenched his jaw and dared to open his eyes.  Kirishima grinned.

Bakugou grunted again.

Kirishima leaned in and pressed his lips gently against Bakugou’s.  Bakgou would never admit it out loud, but he really enjoyed kissing Kirishima.  He wasn’t the first person Bakugou had ever kissed, but he certainly was the best.  His kisses were soft, affectionate.  He focused completely on Bakugou, and asked for absolutely nothing in return.

“Happy?” asked Bakugou when they broke apart.   “Now go back to sleep.”  Kirishima simply beamed at him in response.  Why did he have to be so damn cute? Kirishima wrapped his arms around Bakugou’s torso and snuggled back up.  Bakugou resumed playing with Kirishima’s hair once more, scratching his nails gently against his scalp.

“Bakugou?”

“What.”

“I’m glad you gave me a chance,” Kirishima said earnestly.  “I honestly thought you would blast me when I asked.”

“I honestly thought about it,” Bakugou replied. Kirishima laughed and Bakugou knew that would quickly become his new favorite sound.  Kirishima moved even closer against him and nuzzled his head against Bakugou’s chest.

“Thank you,” he whispered.

Bakugou squeezed him gently.  “Go the fuck to sleep.  We’ve got class in the morning, dumbass.”

“Okay.”

Bakugou held onto Kirishima tightly until the redhead’s snores filled the room once more.  Bakugou was way in over his head; he knew that.  This was all new territory for him, but he wasn’t scared.  Not as long as he had Kirishima by his side.

Title: Leathered Jealousy

Pairings: Dean x reader

Gender: not specified *if you male readers don’t mind going on a date with a guy

Warnings: I honestly tried to do some fluff but I’m horrible at writing cute things. Also, Dean in a leather jacket deserves a warning, right?

“Are those the only type of people you follow?”

You looked behind you at the voice that was speaking and Dean was right over your shoulder, looking at your Instagram feed as you were scrolling through.

“What do you mean?” You asked confused.

“That right there!” Dean pointed at a guy that happened to be the picture that your finger stopped on.

“He’s cute.” You shrugged your shoulders not knowing where Dean was going with this.

Dean made a gagging noise and walked away. “Cute? The guys you follow on that media site are leathered back wannabes.”

“Are you jealous of them, Dean Winchester?” You turned around in the chair you were sitting in to look at Dean. His back was towards you as he spoke.

“Me? Jealous? Of those men that wear leather jackets so they can show off their muscle arms. No.”

A smirk appeared on your face and you couldn’t help but tease him a little bit.

“I love me some men that wear black leather jackets and sunglasses. Ugh, they are so hot. I’m total heart eyes for them.”

Dean looked at you with a disgusted face. “Stop. You’re drooling again,” he rolled his eyes and continued to walk away.

You quickly grabbed his arm before he left your sight.

“Dean, what’s the matter?” You realized that Dean was actually annoyed. You crossed your arms over your chest, not taking no answer for an answer.

Dean stifled a laugh that seemed quite fake. “Nothing’s the matter Y/N.”

You smirked yet again. “Nothing? So you wouldn’t mind me going out on a date with Mr. Leathered Back Wannabe?”

“Why would I mind? Go ahead? I don’t care. But if he hurts you, Sam and I will kill him.”

Dean walked away and left me standing there, internally laughing at his jealousy.

::

The evening came quick and you were excited to go on a date with James, a.k.a. Mr. Leathered Back Wannabe. You thought it was a hilarious coincidence that Dean was jealous of him.

You got dressed in your favorite jeans and shirt. James said to dress casually, and this was about as nice and casual as you could dress. You left your hair the way it was, as it wasn’t a mess from the time it dried after you got out of the shower.

You walked out of your room and into the library and seen Sam and Dean with their noses in a book. Typical.

“Where are you going?” Sam asked. Dean quickly averted his gaze to you as Sam spoke up. Deans eyebrows were brought together as he waited for you to speak.

“On a date.” You said simply.

A knock on the hard metal door was heard loudly from the inside of the bunker. You smiled widely and slightly jumped up in excitement.

“He’s here!”

You walked up the stairs and opened the door for James. There he was in his black leather jacket and sunglasses hanging from his white shirt. His beard was growing out and his tattoos going up his neck were pretty hot.

“Come meet my friends.” You told James.

You let him in and brought him down the stairs into the library room.

“These are my buds, Sam and Dean. They are both brothers. Sam and Dean, meet James.”

Sam stood up from his seat and shook James’ hand. “Nice to meet you buddy.”

Dean on the other hand, he glared at James, and has been, from the time he walked in.

“Nice to meet you Dean.” James reached his hand out to shake Dean’s, but Dean fully ignored his action.

James quickly put his hand down in embarrassment and looked around the bunker nervously.

“Don’t worry about him. He’s been a grouch all day.” You said, patting his back.

“Have not!” Dean shouted out loud enough that his voice echoed in the library.

“Okay grouch. Sam I’ll see you later, alright?”

Sam nodded his head and smiled. “Be safe!”

::

You and James were having a blast at the carnival that was happening down the street. He won a big stuffed animal hitting milk jugs with baseballs and he gave it to you.

You were honestly having such a great time that you thought you finally found a great friend to hang out with.

As the saying goes, time flies when you’re having fun.

It was already ten o'clock and it seemed that you and James were the last few people at the carnival.

He took you home and stood outside of the bunker’s door with you.

“I had a great time,” You told James. “We should do it again sometime.”

“I agree.” James nodded his head and he slowly moved his head towards yours, leaning in for a kiss.

You quickly understoid what was going on and moved your head to the side. “James…clearly you want something more but I think we should just stay friends. Having relationships doesn’t really work out for people like me.”

James nodded his head. “I understand. Sorry for trying to make a move on you.”

You and James said your goodbyes and you watched as he drove away.

You opened the bunker door and walked inside. You could hear Sam and Dean laughing and you rushed down the stairs to see what they were laughing at.

The light from the library slightly hurt your eyes as the rest of the bunker had the lights off. Your eyes adjusted and Sam and Dean were sitting in the same spots as when you left, except…

“Tell Dean he’s being ridiculous and he looks like it too.” Sam was laughing and was red in the face and his laugh was becoming contagious. I began to laugh but I honestly didn’t know about what.

“Dean looks ridiculous in that black leather jacket and those 99 cent sunglasses he bought.” Sam continued to laugh as my laugh slowly came to a halt.

Dean was red with embarrassment. He had the sunglasses off on the table, but quickly put them on when you stopped laughing.

Sam finally stopped laughing and you sat down on a chair right next to Dean, placing the big stuffed animal to the side.

“Dean, why did you buy a new jacket and a pair of sunglasses. Not to mention, why are you wearing them when it’s ten at night? I thought you said wearing sunglasses at night was for no talent douchebags?”

“They are.” Dean ripped the glasses off of his face so hard that one of the glasses legs snapped off and fell to the floor. He threw the glasses on the floor and stomped on them and walked out of the library.

You and Sam both shared the same expression.

“What’s wrong with him?” You asked Sam.

“He was telling me earlier how you were saying that you loved guys in a leather jacket with sunglasses. So he got up and left with the Impala and came back about two hours later with a new jacket and sunglasses!”

You couldn’t believe it. After Dean was telling you how he didn’t like the guys that wore those things, he goes out and buys it. Why?

“If you ask me, I think he likes you too much. He swears he doesn’t but I could tell he does.” Sam said.

“He likes me?” Your heart jumped slightly at the thought of Dean liking you. You never thought someone as attractive as him would like you considering the model looking girls he seems to always bring in for the nights.

“Duh. Am I the only one with 20/20 vision here? He only obviously flirts with you.”

You thought back to the beginning when you first met Sam and Dean. You were a hunter working alone when Sam and Dean actually saved your life from a djinn. Ever since then, all three of you never separated and only became closer. You always thought the flirts were just to pass the time, because who doesn’t like to flirt for fun?

“I’ll be back.” You quickly fled the library and ran to your room. You grabbed a pair of your favorite black Ray Ban sunglasses and went down the hall that Dean’s room was located in.

His door was closed and you could hear him blasting rock music, the door shaking with every thump. Your heart began to race, making you really nervous now that you knew the truth.

Your hand came up to the door in a fist, and you lightly knocked. Deans music came to a quick stop, but he didn’t say anything.

“Dean it’s me.” You announced.

He didn’t answer which made you want to go back to your room, but you decided against it.

“I’m going to come in your room, in three, two, one…”

You slowly opened the door, afraid that he might throw a punch out of the blue, although you knew he wouldn’t just do that to you.

Dean was sitting on the edge of the bed with his head down. When you walked in, his head came up and his anger flooded his face.

“Am I done being the clown for you and Sam?” He snapped.

“Dean I’m sorry,” was all that you said. You held the glasses behind your back, waiting for a good time to bring them out.

“Dean, why did you go out and buy the jacket and the glasses?” You inquired.

“I heard Sam tell you. Why do you need me to tell you, too?”

So Sam was right! You couldn’t believe how blind you were to all of this.

“Can I hear you say it? So I know we’re both on the same page?” You sincerely asked.

Dean took a deep breath, his shoulders going wide and out and then slowly coming back down. You brought your hand to Dean’s leg to let him know that you’re willing to comfort him no matter what.

“I like you, Y/N, and I have since you moved in with us. This whole time I’ve been trying to deny it because, we’re hunters and we don’t do relationships. But when I was in the car on my way to buy the jacket and glasses, I realized that I was doing that just to impress you.”

You patted Dean’s back and you brought your arms and hung them around his shoulders. You brought out the dark shades in front of you and showed them to Dean.

“You know, you looked pretty hot with the sunglasses and the jacket. It kind of hurt when I seen you stomp on yours. Put these on?”

I handed him the glasses and he smiled happily as he grabbed them from me. He brought them up and put them on, giving me a great, big smile.

“I’m hot?” He asked.

I smiled and gave him a quick peck on the lips and smiled as his face turned pink.

“Very.”

New Beta - Part 3

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 1689

Author’s Note: So this is the last part. This was seriously so fun to write. I want to thank @danny-the-coolest for looking it over for me! Enjoy babes!

Y/N’s POV

I see Stiles black out and I immediately kneel by his side placing both my hands on the sides of his face.

“Stiles?! Stiles c’mon. No no no no c’mon Stiles you need to wake up,” my eyes tear up as I sit and put his head in my lap. I run my fingers through his hair as I beg him to wake up. Scott watches Stiles carefully to see if the bite is healing or not. I sniffle as I lean down placing a kiss to his forehead.

“Please wake up. I need you. I may not show it often but I do, Stiles. Remember when you told me that I’m the only person that keeps you sane? Well, it turns out that you keep me sane as well. I-I don’t think I can live without you, so if you could wake up that’d be great,” tears slide down my cheek as he still remains unconscious.

As bad as the situation is right now he still manages to look absolutely stunning. I look at his pale pink lips wondering what it’d be like to kiss him. I’ll probably never be able to find out because he’s so infatuated with Lydia. I decide to do something ballsy and place a light peck to his lips before placing a pillow under his head leaving Scott’s room to get some air.

I hold back the sobs as I run out the front door sitting on the steps of Scott’s porch. I run my fingers through my hair thinking of the what ifs. What if he never wakes up? I never got to tell him my feelings for him. I stare at nothing as my mind is completely blank and tears run down my pink tinted cheeks. I didn’t notice the sun going until Scott placed a hand on my shoulder. I jump slightly turning around to look up at him.

“I-Is he awake?” I ask with a sad tone in my voice. Scott smiles at me and nods his head.

“Yeah, he is. He’s sitting on my bed if you want to go talk to him.”

I get up quickly running into the house and up the stairs stopping in front of Scott’s bedroom door. I breathe out once before opening the door seeing Stiles sitting on the edge of the bed playing with his fingers. Is he nervous? He only plays with his fingers when he’s nervous.

“Hey, you okay?” I ask and he looks up quickly nodding his head.

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine.” He smiles slightly and stands up in front of me.

“So, is there a reason why you’re so nervous?” I ask looking up at him.

“What makes you think I’m nervous?” He questions tilting his head slightly.

“Well I opened the door and you were sitting here playing with your fingers. You only play with your fingers when you’re nervous,” I point out and he sighs.

“I’m just worried what everyone’s going to think about me becoming a werewolf. I mean Lyd-” I cut him off with a scoff.

“Of course you’re thinking of how Lydia feels,” I spit running my hands through my hair out of jealousy pacing around Scott’s room, “I mean why don’t you ask me about how I felt? I was here the entire time worrying that you were gonna die. If you were so worried about Lydia maybe you should’ve told her that you planned on getting the bite and not me.” I turn to leave the room when I’m stopped by Stiles grabbing my hand.

“W-What was that? I’m not just thinking of just Lydia you know. I’m thinking of the entire pack. They’re so used to me being human that finding out I’m now a werewolf is gonna be a shocker to them. Scott told me how you felt and I immediately hated myself for making you so worried. That was never my intention. I just want to be able to help everyone, but also keep you safe. Can’t you see that by now? That all I’ve been trying to do is keep you safe from all of this! I don’t get why you always think that everything I say has to do something with Lydia unless-” 

I look away from him as a few tears slide down my cheek trying to get my hand out of his before he figures out that I’m jealous. I feel him let go of my hand as his other hand lifts my chin up wiping the tear away. He steps closer to me as my breath hitches in the back of my throat feeling my cheeks burn.

“You’re not jealous are you?” He asks me in a whisper staring deep into my eyes.

“N-No, why would I be jealous of Lydia? Because she’s got pretty strawberry blonde hair while I have regular brown hair, or maybe the fact that she’s got sparkling green eyes while mine are just brown, or is it because she’s got all the guys fawning over her and I can’t even get the one guy I’ve been in love with since I first met him to notice me? So, no Stiles I’m not-” I get cut off by Stiles planting his lips on mine and my eyes go wide.

My eyes flutter shut as I feel his hands move to my hips and I wrap my arms around his neck kissing him back. My hands roam back to both his cheeks as I kiss him with everything I’ve got. God this is amazing. I can’t believe Stiles is kissing me. Stiles moves one of his hands to the back of my head running his fingers through my hair as we pull away slowly, our heavy breathing the only sound in the room.

“W-What um what was that for exactly?” I whisper as he places his forehead against mine.

“I did that because I’ve wanted to do it ever since we met in that grocery aisle,” he says to me as his fingers gently rub my cheek.

“B-But I thought-”

“You thought wrong. I may have liked Lydia before, but Y/N, you were always there for me. You were there through thick and thin, even when I didn’t want to talk to anybody you were still there by my side comforting me. I fell in love with you so quickly I was honestly scared, but knowing that you’re also in love with me kind of gave me the confidence to kiss you just now. I also felt you place a kiss on my lips while I was unconscious unless that was Scott then I need to go have a talk with him,” he chuckles and I giggle along with him shaking my head.

I play with the buttons on his opened plaid shirt with a smile on my face. He loves me too. I look up at him to see him already looking at me before he places his lips back on mine again. I kiss back immediately this time as I pull him closer to me by his shirt. We get interrupted by Scott walking into the room. We pulled away abruptly both of us blushing furiously as Scott stands there with a smirk on his face.

“Am I interrupting something?” He asks knowing he did. I turn around hiding my face in Stiles’ chest as I hear the vibrations of him chucking.

“Um well maybe but, we can finish that conversation another time.” Stiles says smiling down at me.

*Night of the Full Moon*

The three of us are back in Scott’s room as the full moon starts to rise. We’ve chained Stiles’ hands up as he’s starting to feel the changes. I leave the room not standing the sight of Stiles chained up and in agony. I bite on my nails hearing Stiles continue to growl at Scott to leave and hear Scott tell Stiles that he isn’t going anywhere.

“Listen, Stiles, you need to find an anchor okay?” Scott tells him. I hear Stiles groan and him tugging on his chains. I stand in the doorway watching and Stiles looks up seeing me and our eyes connect. His eyes soften a little as he closes his eyes and looks to be in deep concentration. I look over at Scott worriedly then back at Stiles, it’s so weird to see Stiles as a werewolf, but he still looks really good. His breathing slows and he turns back into his human self.

“Stiles! You did it!” I say excitedly going over to him taking the chains off his wrists. Stiles breathes out a chuckle nodding his head.

“I found my anchor,” he says while looking up at me. I blush slightly looking back at Scott.

“I’ll um just leave you guys alone real quick. Just don’t have sex on my bed!” Scott says walking out the door. I bite my lip softly looking back at Stiles and he slides his hand into mine entwining our fingers.

“So, who’s your anchor? If you don’t mind me asking.” I ask him hoping that it’s me. He chuckles before placing a small kiss on my lips surprising me slightly.

“It’s you obviously,” he laughs lightly tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear, “I don’t know if this is the right time to ask but, would you maybe wanna be mine?” I run my fingers through the front of his hair smiling at him.

“I’ve always been yours Stiles but, to make it official, yes I’ll be yours.” I smile and he smiles back at me before leaning down kissing me for the fourth time this week. We pull away and head downstairs together to see the rest of the pack. They see us holding hands and smiles make their way onto all our friend’s faces.

“So, a few things. I’m now a werewolf,” everyone looks at Stiles in shock wondering if he was serious. They all looked to Scott and he nods his head saying that it was true.

“Well what’s the other thing?” Lydia asks looking from me to Stiles a knowing smirk on her lips.

“I finally got the girl,” he says looking down at me and I smile up at him pecking his cheek.

malec #207

Okay so im kinda late to the party because i live in Europe and had to wait till tuesday (i know fuck me right?) and here’s my insight on the episode

I loved it. I really did, it made me all giddy and happy and the Malec relationship progress is so well thought out and profound im in love with these soft boyfriends.

Now i get the whole drama over Malec’s last scene and I realize that they couldve added an extra 10 seconds of Magnus and Alec showing certainty and all but we really need to understand that Magnus is extremely wise and hasnt ever shyed away from saying what he really feels so if he really wasn’t okay with it he would have told Alec. I mean seriously the communication in this couple is so healthy and strong i dont even think this would even be an issue. And my baby Alec probably feels so insecure about his first time of course he was a little excited and he clearly cares so much about Magnus and wants to spend every second with him I mean he was so bummed he had to leave while they were kissing on the balcony. Im honestly super tired of all the negativity on tumblr I think yall should have a little more faith in the writers as im sure that in the next episode there will be a bit more closure to the situation. Also I think that Magnus stopped him anyway because of 208 promo of Magnus and Jace.

On a more positive note how cute and meaningful were all the kissing scenes and Alec being a thoughtful boyfriend giving Magnus a gift asdfgghgfjkd I cant. I think their screen time was quite a lot considering theres a million other things going on and its a large cast of main characters although I wouldnt be mad about more Malec screen time hehehe.

Yeah anyway I think Harry and Matt are doing an amazing job at playing this beautiful beautiful inter racial same sex couple and I cant wait to see more. Stay positive about this guys.

Also if Jace cockblocks Malec again I swear

anonymous asked:

I'm sorry but how does Aang idealize Katara? He can both see her as she is and show admiration over parts about her he loves. TSR was Aang assuming he and Katara share the same morality and making judgements based on that. BUT the show has displayed they usually have the same morality on matters. And he was right too!

How Aαng idealizes Katara

He looks at her through rose-colored glasses.

He changes her height in his fantasies so she will be more compatible with him.

[Katara, hallucination dream height]

[Katara, actual height relative to Aαng]

He repeatedly thinks she “doesn’t mean it” or “doesn’t sound like herself” when she expresses feelings of anger.

Aαng: I’m sure she didn’t mean that.
Sokka: Yeah, I think she did.

Toph: You’re blaming me for this!?
Aαng: No, no! She’s not blaming you!
Katara: No, I’m blaming her!

Aαng: Katara, you sound like Jet.
Katara: It’s not the same. Jet attacked the innocent.

He assumes she’ll just obey Air Nomad ideology, even though she’s Water Tribe.

Aαng: The monks used to say that revenge is like a two-headed ratviper. While you watch your enemy go down, you’re being poisoned yourself.

Aαng: You did the right thing. Forgiveness is the first step you have to take to begin healing.
Katara: But I didn’t forgive him. I’ll never forgive him.

(This means he was half-right at best, because while she didn’t kill Yon Rha, she also didn’t forgive him like Aαng assumed she had to in order to begin healing.)

While it’s true many of their values align, Katara’s ideology is closest to the person she actually grew up in the same household with. Which means she and Aαng differ on some key issues. These include killing:

Sokka: There. That’s how it’s done.

Aαng: This goes against everything I learned from the monks. I can’t just go around wiping out people I don’t like…
Sokka: Sure, you can. You’re the Avatar. If it’s in the name of keeping balance, I’m pretty sure the Universe will forgive you.

Adapting your principles to the situation …

Instead of forcing the situation to adapt to your principles.

Eating meat:

And the importance of a mother figure to the family.

Sokka: When our mom died, that was the hardest time in my life. Our family was a mess, but Katara, she had so much strength. She stepped up and took on so much responsibility. She helped fill the void that was left by our mom.
Toph: I guess I never thought about that.
Sokka: I’m gonna tell you something crazy. I never told anyone this before, but honestly, I’m not sure I can remember what my mother looked like. It really seems like, my whole life, Katara’s been the one looking out for me. She’s always been the one that’s there, and now, when I try to remember my mom, Katara’s is the only face I can picture.

But Aαng never chastises Sokka for following his beliefs … just Katara.

And worst of all, Aαng doesn’t understand how complex Katara’s feelings are, so like always, he just assumes her feelings are the same as his:

Aαng: We kissed at the invasion and I thought we were going to be together but we’re not.

Without even bothering to check.

Actor Zuko: I thought you were the Avatar’s girl.

Which makes him completely unable to see when something is bothering her.

Her needs get neglected, while he thinks everything is hunky dory:

And this will keep happening over and over:

Because Katara idealizes Aαng the same way.

Katara: I sense he’s filled with much wisdom.

Aαng: Sthee? Now my tongue ith thuck to my sthaff.

And she simply doesn’t have the heart to hurt his feelings.

Katara: I’ve been training Aαng for a while now. He really responds well to a positive teaching experience. Lots of encouragement and praise. Kind words. If he’s doing something wrong, maybe a gentle nudge in the right direction.

anonymous asked:

BTS reaction to their s/o having different colored eyes and having a hard time accepting themselves because of it? Sorry if this doesn't make sense. bye! <3

Hoseok: He would honestly love this about you so much, finding your Heterochromia Iridum to make you even more unique. When he first heard you say that this is something that made you feel less confident in yourself, he would google cats and dogs with the same condition to make you feel better. He would end up calling you kitten as a cute little nickname if you let him.

“You would still take in and accept this kitty even if it has different colored eyes, right Jagi? Then why are you any different? You’re both adorable to me!”

Originally posted by notjhope

Yoongi: He never really thought much of your Sectoral Heterochromia, finding that it wasn’t something that would make him feel any different for you. He loved you and it was just a part of who you were, therefore, he loved it. He thought it was obvious. However, when he found out that your Sectoral Heterochromia was something that made you feel bad about yourself, he would do little things to show you that this wasn’t something to be ashamed of or insecure about. He’d start placing small kisses by the crinkle of your eye or on the top of your eyelid whenever he wanted to show random displays of affection.

“I’m not going to tell you that you need to accept yourself, things like that don’t magically happen over a few words. Though, I will tell you that I accept you. That’s never going to change.”

Originally posted by silverdreammarshmallow

Taehyung: He honestly found your Complete Heterochromia so intriguing. He always found himself lost in your eyes, wondering just how you were made to be so special. He thought that this was something you would take in pride, knowing that this made you so much more unique. So hearing that your condition was actually something that made you unhappy, he would be confused at first, questioning you as to why it made you unhappy. After listening to you explain, he would pepper your entire face in light, playful kisses.

“You look so cool though, Jagi! I wouldn’t know what I’d do if I looked as cool as you.”

Originally posted by jeonbase

Namjoon: Your Heterochromia Iridum was something that made you stand out and he loved that. You were different than what is considered the ‘norm’ of society and that was something he simply adored about you. Hearing that this is something that you weren’t truly comfortable with made him a little sad but he understood where your feelings were coming from.

You are absolutely stunning, baby. Don’t let anyone or anything make you feel any other way. I’m here if you ever need anything, you know that right?”

Originally posted by vkooked

Jungkook: He honestly thought that your Sectoral Heterochromia was extremely cool. He always felt that you were magical, something so extraordinary. Whenever you brought up that it made you feel like anything but a extraordinary, he frowned. He was not having it.

Hey, there’s nothing wrong with being different.You’re like a cute witch, casting your spells on me so I fall more and more in love with you.” “If you say that one more time I’ll have to fight you.” 

Originally posted by hi-and-love

Jimin: Before he had met you, he had never seen a person with Complete Heterochromia in person. He had only seen pictures, but he always thought it was unique. Whoever had the condition must have been special and, man, you certainly were something special to him. So he felt hurt when you said that your condition could never make you accept yourself truly. 

Baby, there’s nothing wrong with you. Why would you say something like that? You’re perfect just the way you are, and if you can’t see that then I’ll just have to show you everyday until you believe me.”  

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

Jin: Everyone has insecurities, but it never crossed his mind that your Heterochromia Iridum was one of yours. He always thought that it was something you took pride in by the way you acted- that was until you had told him it was a facade to hide the fact that your condition actually made you feel bad about yourself.

Jagi, you have nothing to be ashamed of. It doesn’t matter that your eyes aren’t the same color, if people want to judge you and be rude to you based off of that then they don’t know what real beauty is.”

Originally posted by jiminahhh


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