i just felt the need to make this

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YES, this, is for today’s prompt “Confession” and I’m absolutely NOT ASHAMED OF IT 8DD

I was kinda sad when I realized the crossover prompt didn’t win the poll so last week I was like “WELL SHIT I’M DOING A CROSS OVER ANYWAY” and litteraly made this one before all the other prompts

Lapidot reminds me a lot of other ships I love but the most similar is Alphyne but Lapidot is still my big fav tho so I felt the need to make this because it thought this was fun and because this is one of my favorite parts of Undertale and because I’m a huge trash

I mean come on you got  the small blonde nerd having a huge crush and a cool, blue and strong one. The small one takes their blue gf in their fandom, they look at each other with the weirdest and cutest faces…Also you got a child, who help them making it work

I…just love these dorks <3

Btw I first didn’t know who would replace MTT but Sardonyx seems to be a good choice. I’m just currently laughing at what I’ve done lmao

ALSO BONUS !!!

i think peridot is a little too tall in this one

i’m so not sorry for all this

(boop @lapidot-anniversary-week and @luclipse85)


(By the way I actually made another cross over, made before the poll results. I’ll post it tomorrow with the selfies :^) )

Yours, Unfaithfully [Chapter 9]

Originally posted by jackbumfan

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5  Chapter 6   Chapter 7  Chapter 8


As your arms draped around his neck, he looked at you with an awe that always drove you crazy. You were still his girl, even after all this time. Nothing could make him happier than knowing your love hadn’t vanished despite his foolish decision to try and fight the way he felt.

He walked to two of you toward the sliding glass door, whispering in your ear just the way you remembered.

“I still love you too”.


You and Jaebum didn’t make it far before the need to reconnect with one another took over.

He set you onto the couch in the living room, immediately pulling you close for another heated kiss.

Soft moans of unadulterated bliss passed between you as your tongues moved together in unison. You pulled back, tugging his bottom lip to completely drive him wild and the soft groan that followed only proved your success.

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Just Breathe

Authors note: So I realised that most of you followed me for my writing, and felt bad. I’m REALLY bad about posting my writing and I’m sorry about that. I’ve been having a stay at Is This Depression? Hotel ™ and have found myself incapable of writing the mega fluff I have planned. So I whipped this up. AND I SWEAR IT WAS ORIGINALLY GOING TO BE A TYLER BATE STORY! 😂 But Mandrews needs more love around here. With that being said, I hope you all enjoy. Sorry for rambling. - Blue

“It’s not like I make the choice
To let my mind stay so fucking messy
I know I’m not the center of the universe
But you keep spinning round me just the same” - Heavy Linkin Park ft Kiiara


Mark knew something was wrong when he woke up and she was sleeping as far away from him as possible. Normally Grace was pretty much a koala when it came to cuddling. He stretched his arm out, hooking it around her waist to pull her near. She looked so cold curled in a ball on the edge of the bed. He was shocked when she flinched. “Didn’t know you were awake.” She justified too quickly. “I didn’t know YOU were awake. You looked cold so I was just going to pull you over here.” He said with a small laugh. She didn’t even move to acknowledge she heard him. “Grace?” The Wales native asked softly. What had happened in the few hours that he’d been asleep? He shifted to sit up, pushing his hair away from his face. “Babe, what’s going on? What’s wrong?” He asked with a hint of worry slipping into his voice. “It’s nothing, Mark. Go back to sleep. It’s really early, and your day off.” She said without moving. “If you really think I’m going to drop this you’re crazier than Havoc. Is it your leg? Do I need to call the doctor?” His words made a cold laugh slip past her lips. “It’s not anything you or the doctor can fix. My mind’s scattered is all.” She answered before blindly pulling the blanket over herself. The blonde instantly reached over to rub her back gently. Those words normally meant that everything was going downhill. “I can help put things back together. Just tell me why you’re in thirty different places up there.” He said confidently. If not for his hand on her back he would have never known that she was fighting to keep herself together. He could physically feel her ragged breaths.

In mere moments she was gingerly pulled into his arms, where she immediately let the tears loose. “Darling, please tell me what’s wrong. Tell me how I can fix it.” He whispered into her ear. Seeing her cry made his chest constrict. It felt like he had failed her. “It’s nothing. I’m just overreacting.” The woman said through her tears. He held her tighter as she tried to move away from him. Once she stopped struggling one of his hands moved to stroke her multicolored hair. “You’re not alone in this. You know how I always say that if you’re happy I’m happier? Well, if you’re sad than I’m crushed. Whatever you’re going through I’m going through, Grace. That’s how a relationship works.” Without thinking about it she pulled away enough to look into his eyes. “Except most of your loved ones don’t blatantly hate me or pray for your career to end.” Grace affirmed with a grimace. A heavy sigh left him as he nodded sadly. Before he could ask she carried on. “I stayed up to call my mom after she got off work and tell her what was going on. Once she heard that things were still dicey when it came to wrestling she was overjoyed. She actually told me how much she couldn’t wait until I was back home and had a real job. Of course when I dismissed those claims she went on and on about how you’d be gone as soon as it was officially decided I couldn’t get back in the ring. I couldn’t get two words in without her fighting with me.”

She stopped to take a few breaths before starting to speak once more. Though this time she avoided his eyes. “I have you guys telling me I’m definitely getting back in the ring and everyone else telling me my dream is dead. It seems like the only one in my family who believes in me is my little sister. And now they’re all planning on you breaking up with me and me going back to Sacramento. It just hurts that they all think so little of my choices. They’re playing on all of my biggest fears. I’m terrified to hear that I can’t wrestle again and have to give this up. I’m terrified of losing you. Then it’d be about being able to pay bills and buy food. Now I’m doing exactly what I refused to do. You’re doing such amazing fucking things in your career right now, and I don’t want to mess that up. Now you’re going to be worried about your fragile girlfriend anytime you’re on the road. I didn’t want to just slam this on you. I just feel like I’m drowning in all this shit that I just let pile up. It feels like there’s no use in even hoping that I’m going to wrestle again. Stupid fucking leg.” The tears were now freely running down her face.

He pulled her close to him once more, pressing kisses to the top of her head. He couldn’t imagine what she had to be feeling. He knew her family wasn’t fond of her career or him, but he never knew it was this bad. It bugged him that they were already celebrating that she might be forced to quit her dream. “Grace Emmaline Fry, I love you. I’ll love you until my very last breath and into anything that comes afterwards. Please don’t ever hesitate to tell me when something’s wrong ever again. I don’t care if I’m main eventing WrestleMania, it won’t mean anything if I know that something’s hurting you. You’re going to be back and better than ever soon. That much I’m certain of. Just like I’m certain that I’m never letting you go. Ever. If you think you’re going anywhere without me than you are sadly mistaken. In some alternate reality where they say you can’t wrestle, I’ll be right here. I’ll work even harder to make sure you never have to worry about bills or getting to eat. I’m so sorry that I obviously can’t do anything to win your family over. I wish they could see how much I love you. I wish I could make them see that I’d do anything and everything for you.” He laid several more kisses on the top of her head before making her look at him. “You don’t have to drown. Just breathe, love. You aren’t alone. Besides I always worry about you , even when you’re in the ring. Leaving you here is one of the hardest things for me to do. I miss having you with me helping with a strategy and singing bad karaoke in the car. That’s why I bring you with me whenever I can. Your first night back we’re totally having a tag match so I can yell at everyone how happy I am. It’s gonna be great.” He told her with a laugh.

A small smile made its way to her face. Mark was always good at picking her up when she was down. “I’ll never deserve you, Mark Andrews.” He scoffed when the whispered words reached his ears. “On the contrary, I’ll never deserve you. Not even when you become Grace Andrews one day.” The blonde replied. Her face went red upon hearing his words. They had discussed the future many times, but it never failed to surprise her when she heard the words. He always said when he knew things were right he’d propose. In fact he promised her she would always be his the day she moved to Wales with him. “I love you.” She told him before kissing him. He chuckled after she pulled away, brushing her hair back. “I love you too. You’re my world.” He whispered. She kissed his nose before scooting away and standing up. “I do believe we have to find a tattoo parlor that’s available for a walk-in. I think I have a logo to get tattooed.” Grace told him with a large smile before throwing a shirt at him. “Call the guys too, yeah?” With that she disappeared into the bathroom

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🌸I visited Camomile, and as soon as I entered the dream, I knew I had to make a post about it.
🌸Camomile is the most calming town I’ve ever been in. The cherry trees gave it a beautiful enchanted forest feeling. It felt as I was enveloped in enchantments.
🌸My low-quality pictures do this town no justice. It’s so beautiful!
🌸I’m really happy that I encountered one of my dreamies, which is Genji.
🌸Everyone who needs to relax and unwind, or just feel like they’re in an enchanted forest, should definitely visit.
🌸I can really tell that my friend @soaringbeans worked really hard on this town, and it absolutely blew me away. This town is every feeling, every moment, every touch of grace that I aspire for Honeyvil to be.
🌸👘🌺🥀🌹🌷🌸👘🌺🥀🌹🌷🌸👘🌺🥀🌹🌷🌼
Thank you for creating this, @soaringbeans

*spoilers for GotG Vol 2*

I think what really upset me was that Rocket already had to watch Groot die. Like I know he saved him and we’ve all been blessed™ with baby Groot, but just when Rocket felt most alone/most misunderstood, suddenly Yondu came along and turned out to be that one person that can really relate to what the poor animal had to live with his whole life.

And when Yondu told Rocket that he needed to stay behind to help Quill, I could see that Rocket knew: Quill was the only one who would make it back to the ship.

And get this, when everyone yelled at Rocket and asked him where Quill was, he just said “I can only lose one friend today.” I wondered if he was talking about Quill, but what if he meant Yondu? He knew that Yondu went to save Quill. Which means he believed that Quill, at least, would return. He could tell by the look on Yondu’s face that Yondu was going to sacrifice himself to get Quill out of there alive.

Just like Groot did the first time.

Except Rocket couldn’t save Yondu like he saved Groot

Among the Crowd (Soulmate AU)

Summary: Soulmates’ worlds go from black and white to colors when they are in the same room for the first time. Bucky is a famous actor in the middle of a convention, trying to find his soulmate, you.

Word Count: 2,232

A/N: This is a re-write of a Dean W. fic and I hope you all like it :D 

Originally posted by v-writings


Bucky took a swig of water, tightening the cap on the bottle before setting it to the side. His meet-and-greet was about to start. He could hear the bustling of the crowd right outside the door and took a deep breath. Alongside him was Clint, a co-star.

“You doing okay, buddy?” asked Clint, eyes concerned as he placed a hand on Bucky’s shoulder.

Bucky smiled. “Yeah, I’m alright.”

After a few minutes, Nat Romanoff and Sam Wilson took their seats next to each other and the writer of the show, Bucky’s oldest friend, Steve Rogers, emerged from behind the black curtain that had been put up behind the actors.

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Little Jealous There, Sarge?

{Part Two}

Summary: There’s nothing wrong with not being the most experienced person in the bedroom. In fact, some people find it rather attractive, particularly James Buchanan Barnes. Although you express how much you want him, Bucky remains distant; he doesn’t want to do anything to hurt you. So what do you do? You elicit Sam’s help.

Warnings: jealous!Bucky x inexperienced!Reader, fluff, smut, biting kink

A/N: Inspired after spending some quality time with @mermanbuckybarnes and learning just how jealous Bucky can get.

Originally posted by stuckwithbuck


Bucky’s hands remained firmly on his lap, his eyes glued to the television screen. Black Swan was on and Bucky was entranced by the symbolism, striking colors, phenomenal acting, and the now on screen sex scene between Mila Kunis and Natalie Portman.

Your eyes raked over his body. His breathing had visibly increased, a sheen of sweat beginning to form on his skin, his hands moving ever-so-slightly to cover the growing erection in his pants; his tongue darting out to lick his lips, pulling in his bottom lip and dragging it between his teeth to quiet a moan. His eyes met yours when he felt your attention on him.

“You’re missing the movie, doll.” His voice had dropped an octave.

“Oh, you’re much more interesting than the movie, trust me.” You nibbled on your bottom lip contemplating whether or not to act on your lustful thoughts. 

You took a deep breath and reached for the remote, pausing the movie. You tossed it across the room before Bucky could grab it, shifting your position and climbing on top of his lap. His hands found your hips as you started grinding yourself against him; he worked you into an even rhythm.

“What’re you doing?” He whispered in your ear as you trailed kisses up his neck.

“You.” You tangled your fingers in his hair and yanked on the strands. “Fuck me so hard I won’t be able to walk tomorrow, Sarge.”

“(Y/N)…” Bucky’s grip tightened on your hips.

“Oh, fuck!” Your clit was getting the attention it needed. “P-Please, Buck.”

“I…” Bucky sighed and stopped his movements, bringing your own to a halt. “I can’t.” He shook his head and lifted you off his lap. “I, uh, I’ll just see you later, doll.”

You tried to call out after him but he was gone in a flash. You plopped onto your back and groaned loudly, ignoring the ringtone symbolizing Sam blasting from your phone. That’s when the idea hit you and you knew exactly what you had to do. 

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Forbidden Love | Pt. 9

▷ Jimin Angst

❥ “I think about you a little more than I should..”

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

You read the last text message over and over again, each time sobbing harder because of the pain in your chest.

You never thought that leaving him would be so painful and hard for you. Each passing day, you felt weaker and weaker, the longing for his love and touch growing every second.

But you had him now. He needed you, just like you needed him. He changed your whole life, making you realize that you could love someone even more than you’ve ever imagined.

He made you realize that you had to be strong. For him and for yourself..

You snapped out of your thoughts when your felt the bed beside you dip slowly, two arms wrapping around your body and squeezing you tightly as much as he could.

Smiling softly, you hugged him back and closed your eyes, relaxing to the feeling of his soft and warm touch.

He belonged to you and you belonged to him. And you were ready to do everything not to change that.


Jimin sighed as he looked at his phone screen. It was another day and he had send another text message, just like everyday since you left.

At first, the text messages were expressing his anger and disappointment he felt towards you. But as time flew by, his anger turned into pain and the disappointment vanished away as if it had never been there before. He started missing you like crazy and hoped to find you as soon as he could.

But just like everyone, he had times too, where he felt like he was losing his hope, fighting for something no one could guarantee he would achieve someday.

Nonetheless, he believed in his love and promised himself every single day that he would find you.

Standing up from the bench, Jimin tucked his phone into his pocket and started walking with heavy steps towards his apartment.

Suddenly, he felt something bump against his leg and heard a silent whimper.

Turning his head around, Jimin looked down and saw a little boy sitting on the ground. The little boy was observing his knees carefully with his teary eyes, making sure not to touch the wound that was forming on his them.

Jimin crouched in front of him immediately. “Hey, are you okay?”

The little kid looked up at him with his teary eyes without saying anything and in that moment, Jimin felt his heart break into million pieces.

Reaching out for his purse, he took out two bandaids and covered the wounds with them so the little kid couldn’t be able to see them.

Patting his head, Jimin smiled at him. “Next time, be a little bit more careful, okay buddy?”

He watched how the teary eyes of the boy in front of him turned into amazed and happy ones. “Buddy? Can I really be your buddy?”

Jimin smiled widely at the question and nodded immediately. “Of course! But first, we need to find your mommy or daddy so you can go home safely, ok?”

Just before the kid could answer his question, they heard a panicked voice nearing them, making them turn their head towards the voice.

“Jihyun! You promised me you wouldn’t run away like that again! You scared the crap out-”

“Mommy!”

Jimin froze the minute he saw your face and heard the words coming out of the little boy’s mouth.

You, on the other hand, looked at Jimin with widely opened eyes, your heart beating furiously against your rib cage.

Just before you could say anything, Jihyun spoke again.

“Mommy look, this hyung looks just like my daddy you showed me in the picture!”

Who Did You Call!?

Three nights in a row now Keith was woken up in the middle of the night only to find Lance not in bed besides him.
Normally Keith wouldn’t be too worried about this, just whenever he asked Lance about how he slept all he got was a forced smile and a guilty “fine”.
Keith did trust Lance.
He trusted and loved him more then anyone else on this god forsaken planet.
He never even considered his boyfriend could be cheating on him until Lotor showed up.
Lance had one told Keith before they got together that his dream guy was tall, with long hair and is good looking enough to be a model.
A week ago Lotor had moved into the building.
The amazingly tall man with the body of a Great ek god and the white hair of a princess.
The super model that only seemed to own booty shorts and not a single shirt.
The guy that left Lance speechless just by winking at him.
Keith knew he was hot headed and tended to jump to conclusions so he tried talking it through with the most rational person he knew.
His brother Shiro.

“He’s been keeping secrets from me and sneaking around at night. I tried talking to him about it but he just won’t talk to me.” Keith whispered into his phone.
Yet again he had woken up only to find the bed empty where Lance should be.
Not knowing what else to do he called Shiro, despite it being 3am he had answered straight away.
“I don’t know what to tell you Keith.” Shiro yawned “if you think he’s cheating on you then you have to confront him, it’s better to apologise for being wrong then finding out he’s been dating guys behind your back.”
Keith nodded “yeah… first thing in the morning I will.”
“You know it’s probably nothing, I’ve never met a more loyal guy then Lance.”
Keith smiled “yeah your right, thanks Shiro.”
“No problem, night”
Keith hung up and settled back down in his pillows when he hears it.
“Hey it’s Lance again. I’m sorry I called you so late but I… I just needed you so much today.”
Keith turned over so he was face down on the pillow to try and hide the face he was crying.
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The next morning Keith could hear Lance making breakfast while he was preparing himself for the confrontation.
Right now there was no doubt in Keith’s mind that Lance was cheating on him. He took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

Keith stormed in on his boyfriend “who the hell were you calling last night?!” He demanded.
Lance jumped up when the door was slammed open “n-no one Keith I swear!” He smiled but looked guilty.
“On come on I heard you’ ‘hey it’s Lance again’ didn’t sound like no one!” Keith snapped grabbing Lance by the collar.
Lance didn’t say anything, his eyes darting to his phone laying on the couch.
Keith dropped him picking it up, keeping his glare fixed on Lance as he redialled.
The phone rang twice before a woman’s voice came from the other side.
“Suicide hotline.”
Keith stared numbly at Lance as tears began to fall down his tanned cheeks. He hung up and tossed the phone aside.
“I… I didn’t want you to worry. I’m sorry I-”
Lance was cut off by Keith running at him and wrapping his arms around Lance like he could keep him there by pure will power.
“Oh God Lance. I’m so sorry I love you I love you so much! I’m sorry I didn’t realise! I’m sorry I thought the worse!” Keith sobbed as Lance wrapped his arms around the shorter man.
The two sank to the floor on their knees hugging and crying with each other.
“I won’t call them again, just please don’t leave me.” Lance muttered burying his face into Keith’s soft hair just taking a moment to breath in his scent.
Keith looked up at him cupping his cheeks with his hand as he kissed him on the nose.
“I will never leave you. So please don’t leave me. If you need to call them then you fucking call them as long as you tell me as well. Because I love you Lance and I can’t live without you.”
Lance sniffed “I love you too.”
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Of course that didn’t solve everything.
Lance still tried to hide how he really felt at times.
But he had a stable and loving relationship that helped make the bad days not seem so dark.
Keith was his rock and as long as he was there he may just be able to carry on.
For him.

Suga Daddy: Part 8

Suga Daddy: 8

Word count: 8.3k

Genre/Warnings: angst, dirty talk, language 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Summary: Yoongi tells you about his past but is terrified of how you’ll take it.

This came a little early than expected. Anyway, enjoy and thanks for reading.

Parts: {playlist} one | two | three | four | five | six | seven 

Everything felt like it was playing out and slow-motion and all you were doing was twirling the flowers in your hand. You were nauseated and your mind was racing with every possible scenario. You knew that Yoongi couldn’t have a squeaky clean record. Especially with his attitude and the way he talked to you sometimes. For some reason you still loved him, despite that.

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You

Originally posted by rossfbutlers


Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader

Request: “17 - Zach Dempsey”

Prompt:

17. “Well, she’s hot. Why don’t you try to date her?”

Word count: 1.530

Posted: 16th of May 2017

A/N: OMG! It’s my baby’s birthday, happy birthday to my angel and cinnamon roll, and I would appreciate it if you talk about MILES in my ask box. I am disappointed and sad too, so Miles would really cheer me up right now. I am so tired and I have some tests and oral tests for tomorrow, that sucks! I hate school so much and I can’t wait for it to end. Honestly.
I hope that you like this Zach imagine and I would appreciate it if you send some requests. Thank you so much, I love you all.

- G. x

Warning: few bad words, I think.


“Zachary Dempsey!” You shouted as you tried to catch your best friend’s attention. You were complaining about some iniquities of your Maths teacher about your surprised long test earlier that day, but you stopped when you noticed that he wasn’t listening to you.

You decided to have a picnic after school as you wanted to study for your Peer Communications exam together. Your final exams were coming soon and school was about to end, finally.

The day seemed so calm and tranquil. The mild and fine weather just came in as the colourful flowers bloomed and the trees suddenly became green. The heat of the sun kissed your skin as the howling gale made your hair sway in different directions and the only noise that could be heard was your fussy voice, together with the chirping of the birds.

“What the hell?” He jumped a little bit, accidentally throwing his pen on the blanket that you were sitting on. “What is your problem?” He asked with his furrowed eyebrows, still having his gaze concentrated in somewhere else.

“Dude, I was blabbering with no one!” You nudged him to catch his attention, but he was lost in his thoughts once again so you followed his lost gaze.

Your heart suddenly ached and your chest tightened as you saw him staring at a familiar and pretty girl from afar.

“Hannah.” You slowly nodded your head as you closed your heavy and thick Communications textbook. You remained in silence as you dealt with the deafening sound of the falling fragments of your heart.

Honestly? You really liked Zach since your Sophomore year. It started with a simple and innocent crush, but you started going out as friends and your feelings for him just grew wider and deeper. You tried to repress every emotion that you felt for him by avoiding him once, but it was useless because you kept on falling in love with him more and more every day, at first slowly, but then all at once.

“What’s up with her?” You curiously asked as you twiddled with the pen in your right hand. You stared at Zach and he suddenly looked at you.

“Just thinking about what happened during Valentine’s Day.” Zach answered and he flashed you a sad smile. You corrugated your forehead as he said that he didn’t have any date that night and he was going out with his friends, but it came out that he was with her, at least, that was what you expected that happened. “Don’t look at me like that, because I know what you’re thinking!” He playfully ruffled your hair and he gave you some loud laughs.

“Why? What am I thinking about?” You asked as you pretended to be innocent, obviously didn’t want to be caught.

“I was with my friends that night, stop being jealous.” He joked and he just laughed even harder when he received a loud slap on his arm, it didn’t have any effects on him as he was strong and muscular.

“I never thought that you weren’t with them!” You rolled your eyes as you lied through your teeth. Zach shook his head happily and you noticed how enthusiastic he was when you acted jealous around him.

“Yeah, right!” He rolled his eyes and he watched Hannah reading a book from afar. You watched her too and, although you could barely see her, you still had the chance to admire her features: long brown wavy hair, pink rosy cheeks and red full lips. She was beautiful and you couldn’t deny that it wasn’t impossible to like her, nevertheless her bad reputation at school. “Her date was Marcus.”

“They hang out together?” You curiously asked. Marcus had a really different behaviour compared to Hannah and it was strange for them to go on a date together.

“The Dollar Valentine of the cheerleaders.” He shortly answered as he finally closed his textbook too. You remembered how your previous Valentine’s Days went in the past few years and you were thankful that you decided to stay with your parents this year. “Marcus was an asshole though.”

“I have always said it.” You proudly stated as you flashed him a convinced wide smile. Zach nodded his head as he was agreeing to what you have just said. “Then what happened?”

“Well, he thought that Hannah was an easy one, just like what those school walls heard from some students about her.” Zach looked at you and he caught your eyes, but quickly looked away. “Long story short: Marcus wanted to have sex with her and, of course, Hannah rejected him.”

“Damn it! Where’s the fucking respect?” You complained and you furrowed your eyebrows as Marcus’ behaviour disgusted you. How can a man do something like that? It wasn’t even a behaviour to consider.

“I know.” Zach shortly answered. “Hannah spent the night crying as I remained with her, trying to make her laugh.”

“And?” You raised your shoulders as you waited for further explanations.
“And nothing, I talked and she listened. Nothing more.” Zach honestly answered and a dead silence was created between the two of you.

You knew Zach perfectly and you’ve always noticed it whenever he would lie about things. It didn’t seem that he was lying, so you believed him, although you still thought that he liked her.

Well, she’s hot. Why don’t you try to date her?” You suddenly blurted out as you were trying to find some interesting topics to talk about. You hated the silence when it came to Zach, you find it annoying when you couldn’t find any topic to discuss about.

“What?” Zach slightly shouted and you could say that he was shocked too. He didn’t expect you to say those things. You couldn’t understand why you chose that topic out of all the possible topics in the world, it was embarrassing and you somehow hinted him that you didn’t find him interesting nor you weren’t interested in him.

“Well,” You knew that you couldn’t take everything back anymore. You were afraid of what he might say about it, but you needed to go with the flow. “she’s beautiful. Isn’t she?”

“She is,” Zach honestly answered and you harshly felt a dart hitting perfectly the bullseye of your heart. “but it doesn’t mean that I want to date her.” He emphasized his words, trying to make you understand his point.

“Why not, Dempsey?” You pushed yourself to the limit and you still continued on teasing Zach, even though you knew that it wouldn’t be a good thing for you.

“Because it’s a no, (Y/N)!” Zach ruffled your hair once again and you just laughed as you noticed that he was starting to be annoyed. He’s never liked it whenever you would take care of his relationships, neither when you talk about your celebrity crushes or your admiration for some people.

“Tell me why!” You insisted and you kept on laughing as Zach gave you a death glare.

You held your stomach as you cried for your happiness. Annoyed Zach was the best Zach and you just loved it. Your laughter, though, was interrupted when Zach wrapped his arms around your neck and pulled you backwards, making you lean your body on his chest.

“What the he-“ You were about to complain for his unexpected actions, but then he suddenly pressed his lips on yours to shut you up. You were obviously shocked, because why would he do such thing?

Your eyes grew wide as the happening still had to sink in your mind, but as soon as Zach moved his lips to deepen the kiss, you flutter shut your eyes and enjoyed the movements of your lips as they locked and fitted perfectly. You started to play with his hair and he caressed your face, slowly drawing some circles on your burning cheeks.

“That’s why, (Y/N)! I’d like to date you, instead of her, because I love you!” Zach whispered in your ear, confessing his feelings as you broke the kiss in need of air. He let your head rest on his chest and you flashed him a wide smile. “Is that clear now?”

“More than clear, Dempsey!” You laughed and you rolled your eyes as you lingered the smell of his perfume on his neck. You loved his scent and you couldn’t deny that he attracted you even more.

“So?” He raised an eyebrow as he held your hand tightly, interlacing his fingers with yours. “Can I try to date you, instead?”

“Try?” You jokingly questioned him. “I thought we are already dating?”

“Well, your thoughts are never wrong.” He winked at you and you both let out some soft giggles, being happy and thankful of the fast, but great moment that happened just a few minutes ago.

Being happy is underestimated, it is stereotypical, but Zach? Zach had that capacity to take you to another world, to make you discover new emotions to feel whenever you were with him. You were beyond happy for sure, because it was you who he wanted to be with and not anyone else. He chose you and, like what he has said, he loved you.


Their child accidentally hurts them (BTS)

Rap Monster:  -your son never seemed to realize Namjoon’s crotch wasn’t a launch pad. You always felt bad for him because your son would always do it. He would try moving across him and just hurt Namjoon- “boy, you need to stop doing this to me. I’ll never be able to have another kid”

Originally posted by rapnamu

Jin: -your little daughter would pull his hair by accident as she attempted to stand up. Seokjin would be making sounds as he was hurting from it. He would let her stand then he would pull her hands from his hair- “I’m proud you stood up honey but you shouldn’t grab daddy’s hair”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Suga: -you were laughing as your daughter slapped him in the face with her little fist. She hit him right on the nose in her sleep and he couldn’t even make any sounds because he was scared that he would wake her up- “shut up please. It hurts”

Originally posted by btsgotsvt

J-Hope: -Hoseok should have seen it coming when your daughter ran into him. Head first she collided with his crotch that he squealed but wouldn’t let her know it hurt- “hello nice to see you too baby girl”

Originally posted by park-jimizzle

Jimin: -it’s not that it hurt too much. He wasn’t ready for his daughter throwing her little head onto his chest and knocked the air out of him- “why are you so hard headed princess?”

Originally posted by lonastic

V: -since your son was little he didn’t understand what he had done to his father. His little foot had nailed his father right in the chin. Taehyung freaked out above him and the little one started crying and Taehyung had grabbed as many things to cheer him up- “I didn’t mean to scare you buddy. Daddy didn’t mean to”

Originally posted by kimthwriter

Jungkook: -the two of them would smack their heads off of each other but instead of worrying about him you only worried about your son and his head. Your son would cry as he would end up making him feel bad- “you ran into me and I’m the one who feels horrible for being here”

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies

A Father At Last (Peter Quill x Reader)

Originally posted by despairingfever

By popular demand: Peter finding out you’re pregnant. 

Just in time for mother’s day!


Peter shut his eyes and looked away as he held back your hair. He wasn’t doing the best job at it. A few strands had fallen in your face, but he was too busy trying not to throw up himself, to bother tightening his grip. He’d been in disgusting situations before. He’d grown up around dozens of men who didn’t know what it meant to shower. He’d been covered in god knows how many different types of alien muck. He’d been peer pressured—while drunk—to eat all sorts of strange foods…and he was fine with it all. But when it came to vomit, he could hardly hear the word without inwardly gagging a little.

Thankfully, none of his current shipmates tended to get ill; save for one occasion when Drax caught the A’askavarian flu. Peter physically locked him in the bathroom for the duration, and took to sleeping in the cockpit, as far as possible from any noises. It was a rough few days for his stomach—and Drax’s—but they both managed to survive, no thanks to Rocket’s incessant teasing.

But this situation was different. There was a difference between friends and girlfriends, and that meant holding your hair back, rather than flicking a band in your direction and running away, like he so desperately wanted to do.

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Monsters

Requested: Please do some daddy Shawn.

A/N: I don’t know why I try writing fluffy things, because they’re awful most times. I also changed the lyrics of LOFP a little, sorry.

Word count: 2,066

A faint noise rang in my ears, but not nearly loud enough to pulled me out of my heavy sleep. Only seconds later, I felt the faint squeezes on my arms. When I finally managed to open them, the room was too dark for me to see anything properly.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes, feeling just how sore they were. I blinked a few times, before finally being able to see shadows in the dark bedroom.

“Daddy, daddy” she cried again, forcing down my gaze.

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