i just love how wrapped up she is in herself

Search Party (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

OMG WHY ARE YOUR PROMPTS SO CUTE???? Anyways can I have a Draco x reader one?? Like they’re in their 4th year or something, around GOF, and reader is a gryffindor but legit acts like a hufflepuff and looses her pet, but like her pet is a rabbit or turtle and Draco is just like “wtf you lost a ___ in the castle???” Thank you!!! Xx


“Hermione, Hermione, HERMIONE! Can you slow down, I’m sure Hagrid’s not going to yell at us if we’re five minutes late to class.” You said, trying to put in your robe as she dragged you out of your shared room and out towards the hall. You had both overslept, you were all up all night trying to come up with solution for the first task of the tournament…none of you wanted Harry to be BBQ’ed by a dragon. Even Draco helped, much to everyone’s surprised.

“Honestly, Y/N, we’re going to be more than five minutes late, we haven’t even left the castle yet! And we need to make it to the field!” just to calm the girl down, you begrudgingly started running besides her and much to her delight, you guys made it to the field in less than 3 minutes, just in time. Hagrid wasn’t even there yet.

“About time you showed up, I was beginning to think Herman kidnapped you.” A voice said from behind you, making you turn around, a finger waving in the air  already.

“Draco Malfoy, how many times do I have to tell you to stop it with the insults?” you reproached as the he gulped.

“Sorry Hermione…” he muttered as Hermione stifled her giggles with her hand, she bid the both of you goodbye as she spotted the rest of the golden trio.

“I swear love, you’re lucky I’m rather fond of you because never in a trillion years would I be apologizing to a Gryffindor.” He joked, grabbing your bag and linking his hand with yours.

“Well I’m sure you never thought you would be dating one as well.” You said pecking his lip while he rolled his eyes at you, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he smiled at you.

“Come on, Hagrid’s finally here and Potter is shooting daggers at me for keeping you away from the class.” He said as he led you towards the class, near Crabbe and Goyle and the Golden trio.

Care of Magical Creatures went on as usual, you chatted with Draco as you worked, trying your hardest to make him and the Golden trio friends. You can clearly remember when you told the trio that you and Draco were dating…

“Draco? As in Draco Malfoy?” Harry said, spitting out the pumpkin juice he had been drinking.

“OUR SWORN ENEMY?!” Ron yelled, as he stood up from his chair.

“Hm, that does explain why you lingered so much by the dungeons lately…” Hermione said softly, laughing at the scene in front of her, grabbing Ron’s arm and sitting him back down.

“I bet he hexed her! A love potion even!”

“Is he blackmailing you? Does he have Snape behind this plan of his? We could owl Sirius, or Remus even, they’re not afraid of Snape.” Harry asked, worried etched on his face as Ron’s frown deepened.

“There is no evil masterplan! We got paired up in Charms, after that we hung out more and one thing lead to another… I’m just letting you blokes know before anyone else.” You finished, blushing slightly. Harry was about to protest but Hermione cut him off.

“Would you two calm down? She’s perfectly capable of making her own choices, although I’m also trying to understand why, Y/N knows what she’s doing.” Hermione said, having enough of  Ron and Harry’s questioning about Draco’s intentions.

You chuckled at the memory as Draco nudge your side, pointing at how Ron managed to anger one of the Skrewts; Hermione was trying to soothe the angry Skrewt with food as Ron glared at it. Class was soon dismissed and you all headed towards the castle, you and Draco held hands as you walked, you could faintly hear Hermione telling the boys to stop glaring and to behave. You made a mental note to thank her later. Both the Slytherins and the Gryffindors had Potions after lunch so you all headed towards the dining hall. Since you had overslept, this was the first meal you were going to have today.

“I should’ve woken you up or something, but I doubt I would’ve been welcome ibro your common room.” Draco said as he laughed at the amount of food you had piled on your plate.

“Yeah, especially since the twins are still weary of you.” you joked back.

“I should be the one weary of them! Once Weasley told the whole Gryffindor dorm about us they pranked me nonstop for a week!”

“You gotta hand it to them, they snuck into the Slytherin common room just to mess with your shampoo, green looked good on you babe.” You said, laughing as you grabbed another roll of bread.

“Yeah, yeah, hurry up now, love, I don’t want Granger to scold me if we both show up late to Potions.” He said, grabbing two cookies and wrapping them up in napkin before stuffing them inside his robes. You bid his friends goodbye, Crabbe and Goyle waved back as Pansy glared at you, she wasn’t fond of how you would sit down and eat at the Slytherin table instead of your own house table but after Draco told her off the first time, she keeps her comments to herself and just glares.

Since it was a Friday, Potions was your last class of the day, and much to Snape’s annoyance, no one but Hermione was paying attention. Even though it felt like forever, class was finally over.

“Can you believe? Finally a Friday where neither team has practice! I just need to go drop off my bag and change, then we can go to the lake.” You said as Draco walked you towards the Gryffindor common room.
“I need to do the same, meet you out here in 15 minutes?” He asked, you nodded as you grabbed your bag from his awaiting hand, you kissed him softly and bid him off. You entered the common room, seeing Harry, Ron and Hermione already sprawled out near the fire.
“Hey Y/N! Are you up for a game of wizard chess?” Harry called out.
“I’m sorry Harry, Draco and I are going to the lake, he swears he can get the giant squid to do tricks like a puppy.” You said laughing.
“Alright, rain check then?”
“Absolutely!” You shouted as you ran up the stairs and towards the girls dorms.
“They’re cute together.” Hermione said as she watched you run up the stairs.
“A little too cute.” Ron grumbled.
“Come on Ronald, she brings the best out of him. Draco and his goons have been more civil towards us ever since they started dating and you know.” Hermione said, defiantly.
“She’s right, as much as I hate to admit it…and he treats her right.” Harry added.
Ron was about to say something when you came running down the stairs, a worried and frantic look etched on your face.
“GUYS! GUYS!” You screamed as you skipped the last two steps, almost tripping on your way down, luckily Harry caught you as he was already making his way towards you.
“Y/N, What’s wrong?” He asked as Hermione and Ron made their way to you.
“He’s gone!” You cried out, your eyes glistening with tears.
“Who’s gone? Who’s he?” Harry’ asked.

“Speedy is gone! He’s not in his tank!”
“Are you sure he’s not there?” Hermione asked, placing a hand on your shoulder.
“Yes I’m sure! He’s a turtle, he’s always in his tank and as I finished changing I went to check on him and he wasn’t there.” You replied, a few tears making their way down your cheeks.
“Isn’t he in a tank…full of water? On top of your desk? With a cover?” Ron asked, cautiously, not wanting to make you cry even more.
“Yes he is, well was! But he’s not there! Now are you going to help me look for him or not?” You said, glaring at Ron as he raised his hands in surrender. Harry and Hermione started moving the furniture around the room, you quickly took out your wand and whispered Lumos, and searched under the countless bookcases.
You heard the portrait hole open but didn’t think much of it, you were much too worried about your turtle.
“Thanks Longbottom, but I see her, don’t know what she’s doing but I’ve found her. Thanks again for letting mein.” You bumped your head in the shelf as you stood up quickly, hearing Draco’s voice. You immediately ran to him.
“Hey, hey, what’s wrong, love? Are you hurt?” Draco asked, voice laced with concern as he saw you crying. His eyes scanned you over for any sign of injuries.
“Speedy’s missing! I was in such a rush to get ready this morning that I must’ve forgotten to close his tank cover after I fed him. He must’ve climbed out because of the new plant I got him…I should’ve listened to Hermione, that plant was far too tall for his tank.” You ranted as the tears rolled down your face.
“YN…you lost a turtle, in the castle?” Draco asked confused but he couldn’t bear to you in distressed so instead questioning you he comforted you.

“It’s going to be okay, love, we’re going to find him.” He answered, kissing your forehead and wiping your tears. You nodded, smiling weakly at him. You and Hermione searched the girl’s dorm as the boys did the same in their perspective dorms. After two hours you all regrouped in the common room and began searching every nook and cranny.

“Love it’s almost dinner time, do you want to go down and grab a quick bite to eat and then look for him?” Draco said, you were both crawling around the floor, looking for Speedy.

“I’m not hungry.” You mumbled, sadly.
“Speedy wouldn’t want you to get sick, you need to eat something.”
“I just can’t believe he’s missing, Dumbledore trusted me to be responsible enough to take care of a turtle, oh Merlin what is McGonagall going to say? Why didn’t I get a cat instead…”
“Just last week you had a full out argument with Granger about how Speedy was much cuter than Crookshanks.” Draco said, making you smile.
“You know I was right, he’s the cutest pet in the castle.” You said, laughingly softly at the memory.

After a few more minutes Harry, Ron and Hermione told you that they were going to go get some food but that they would search along the way, just in case if Speedy got out of the common room.
You nodded and went back to searching, you still had to look by the windows and under the staircases. You were heading towards the stairs when Draco yelled out your name.
“Y/N! I found him!” He said, running towards you, Speedy safely in his hands.
“Oh Speedy!” You said, taking him from Draco’s hand.
“That’s it, I’m taking that plant out, you must be hungry, come on let’s get you back home.” You gushed, Speedy only stared at you, unaware of the anguish he caused. You were about to tell Draco that you were going to your room to put him in his tank but he beat you to it.
“Go, he probably misses the water, I’ll wait here.” Draco said, smiling fondly at you, happy that you weren’t sad anymore.
You quickly nodded, already halfway up the stairs but then came running back down. Before he could ask if something was wrong, you cut him with a passionate kiss. After a few seconds you broke apart, both of you flushed, and smiling.

“Thank you.”

“Anything for you, love.”

A short SwanQueen/SwanMillsFamily oneshot. Their four year old daughters stumbles across Henry’s storybook where she sees a picture of the Evil Queen causing her to push Regina away and leaving Emma to pick up the pieces. Fluff. I don’t own Once or any of its characters. Apologies for any mistakes. Hope you enjoy :)

Emma frowns as she walks through her front door to hear screaming. Admittedly, it’s not an odd noise in their house. Between the four year old, the teenager and their newly acquired dog (just one at the moment but knowing Regina the next time she visits the animal shelter, there’ll be more), the mansion is normally filled with noise.

It’s that noise that Emma loves. Silence reminds her of loneliness and rootlessness. Noise, even if it is shouting and sometimes too loud, is the marker of family. When she walks in to hear a chorus of hello’s or to a house filled with laughter, it’s a reminder that she is loved and a part of something truly remarkable to her – a family.

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la douleur exquise (1/1)

Summary: la douleur exquise - (n.) the heart-wrenching pain of wanting the affection of someone unattainable.

aka

The five times Kimberly doesn’t reciprocate Trini’s feelings.

Soulmates!Au, unrequited love, and friends with benefits in one oneshot.

Notes: So basically this started off with seeing “‘secretly we all love angst’ sentence starters” on tumblr but I couldn’t choose just one so I chose 5 and you’ll see them. Some jason/kim

Enjoy the angst!

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‘kimberly.’

That was the name marked on Trini’s left wrist when she was born. Every person had a name on their wrist and this soulmate thing is basically set in stone and there’s nothing you can do to change it.

The world is cruel to brand wrists with a name of your soulmate at birth. It decides the future. There was no freedom to fall in love with anyone else in the world and let the universe just run its course and let your learn and live with mistakes, challenges, and accomplishments.

People have tried to defy the mark. They tattooed over the mark and had a different name tattooed, someone they currently loved, only to end in heartbreak when they find their soulmate.

Trini had met two people named Kimberly so far in her life.

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Don’t go- Josh Dun

Y/N P.O.V

He hadn’t answered his phone in over 5 hours. This wasn’t like him. He always answered your calls and texts almost immediately.

Did he meet someone else? He probably didn’t care about you anymore, he won’t even be here for our 3rd anniversary. He could get anyone in the world, so why did he settle for you? You we’re a piece of crap. You we’re far from perfect, you had an ugly smile, and your laugh was so annoying.

Those thoughts had been haunting you for the past 3 months but when Josh didn’t answer your calls for the last 5 hours, that was enough for you to believe all of them. You just wanted to push all the voices out. There was only one way though.

You walked to the bathroom sobbing, knowing that both you and Josh would be free again. You from your misery and Josh from you. That’s what he wanted wasn’t it?

You opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed a bottle of sleeping pills. You heard a knock on the door as you took a big swig of water swallowing the pills then your phone rang out from the counter. It was Josh.

That’s when you fell to the ground and everything went black. You wanted to go back but it was too late.

Josh P.O.V.

I met her just over 3 years ago. Her smile pulled me in. The way she laughed made my heart skip a beat. She was freaking beautiful and she was so talented. From the first time I met her I felt a special connection to her.

Fast forward 3 years and we’ve been dating for 2 years, 11 months, and 29 days. Yes I kept a count because she meant so much to me. She always knows exactly the right things to say and do. I couldn’t help but think she ended up in my life for a reason. She was perfect.

Tyler and I just got off the plane from finishing our tour. Y/N doesn’t know we’re back yet. She thinks I’ll be home late tomorrow night, but I wanted to surprise her for our anniversary tomorrow.

I had a lot planned for us and I couldn’t wait to see her reaction when I proposed to her.

Once Jenna and Tyler dropped me off at Y/N and I’s apartment I started towards the door.  Was so excited to see her again. It has been 2 months since I got to see her in person.

I knocked on the door and waited for it to open. There was no answer. I decided to call her and I got a little nervous when she didn’t answer. I went to the neighbors to get the key they had of our. I could help but fear the worse. Y/N has battled with depression and when I went away she wasn’t in the best state of mind.

When the door finally opened I called out her name. That’s when I came across the bathroom to find the love of my life on the ground with an empty bottle of pills next to her.

I called 911 while trying to find a pulse. I was a little hopeful when I felt it but it was weak.

“Stay with me baby. I love you Y/N, don’t go. We were gonna get married. Baby I need you.” I just kept talking in hopes she could hear me.

The ambulance showed up about 7 minutes later. I had to call Tyler to meet me at the hospital because I couldn’t do this alone.

“Hey Tyler. Meet me at the hospital right now. I just found Y/N on the ground,she took some pills and I’m scared.” I could barely breath, my chest felt heavy with worry.

“We’re on our way now Josh stay strong, she’ll be okay.” Tyler’s voice was filled with fear and concern but he was trying to hide it.

She was taken away right away once arriving at the hospital. I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Tyler. My tears just feel and I collapsed to the ground.

“I knew I should have told her I was coming home. I knew I should have never left her in the beginning.”

“Hey Josh She’ll be fine. She’s a fighter, she loves you and if she did hear you before then she’s gonna get herself better.” Tyler and Jenna stayed with me until the doctor came out.

“You must be Josh Dun, correct?”

“Yes. How’s Y/N? Can I see her.”

The doctor let out a sigh the started to talk. “She’s doing great. She overdosed on sleeping pills. Once we got her back there her heart stopped but we have her stabilized now. We have hopes that she will be awake tomorrow. Thank god you found her when you did. She wouldn’t have made it if you had waited all of 3 more minutes. You can go see her now.” With that the doctor lead all of us to where Y/N was.

She must have not eaten in a few weeks. She was at least 25 pounds lighter and her arms were covered in scars.

“Oh my god. Josh how long has she been this bad?” Tyler asked kneeling next to me as I held her hand and kissed her knuckles.

“I-I don’t really know. I got so wrapped up in the album and tour I guess I didn’t even notice. Fuck this is all my fault. I love her so much and I didn’t even realize that she was hurting herself. I don’t deserve her.”

“Don’t blame yourself for this Josh. Just be there for her.”

Tyler and Jenna left about 3 hours later after they knew I was okay. They offered to bring me home but I wasn’t leaving Y/N’s side.

I pulled a chair up next to her bedside and just held her hand. I drummed a little beat with my thumbs on her hand and I must and fallen asleep. I was awoken by yelling and a loud beeping noise. The nurses removed me from the room quickly as I tried to fight my way back to Y/N.

“Sir we need to make sure she’s fully stabilized before you can go back in.” The nurse explained to me as I asked to go back in after sitting in the waiting room for 20  minutes.

It was about an hour later when I could go back in. She looked like she did before except this time her eyes were open. She was just staring down at her wrist crying.

I placed a hand on her leg. She jumped “Are you a nurse?”

I looked at her with a quizzical face. Before I could reply the doctor came in and asked to speak to me.

He explained how she had some sort of seizure when she woke up. He then explained how she will have some memory loss for the next few hours but she should be okay by tonight. He had full faith in her which made me feel good.

“Hey Y/N, do you remember me?” I entered the room again.

“Umm… Yeah don’t you play in a band or something? Like the drums?” I thought it would be best to go along with whatever she said for now.

“Yeah. Are you a fan?”

She smiled and it made my heart skip a beat like always.

“I think so. Can I hear a song?”

“Of course.” I said pulling out my phone playing her favorite song.

As We Don’t Believe What’s On TV played I couldn’t help but stare at her. She was so beautiful, how could she ever how doubts about herself?

When the song ended she asked to hear more. We listen to the whole Blurryface album and I gently drummed my fingers on the bedside again. She watched me the whole time.

“You must be really talented. Do you have a girlfriend?”

“I do actually.” I smiled and then it faded when I realized what she had asked me.

“Wow she must be very lucky to have you.”

“No I’m lucky one.”

“Josh, will you tell me about her?”

“Well for starters she’s beautiful, talented, and her smile. Her smile makes me the happiest man alive. I could go on for hours about everything I love about her. She’s perfect for me.”

She smiled down at me.

“I feel like I know who you are. Are we friends?”

“I would say more than friends. What do you remember about me?”

Y/N P.O.V.

“I would say more than friends. What do you remember about me?”

I sat and thought for a moment. My thoughts and memories were all cloudy and I wasn’t sure what was real or not.

“Well I remember that there is Tyler he’s the one who sings those songs.A blonde girl. Gianna, possibly. I think we’re all friends right?”

“Close, her name is Jenna. Tyler and I play in the band twenty one pilots and Jenna is one of your best friends.” Josh said reassuring me.

With that a man and a woman walked in. they looked to Josh as if they didn’t know what to say.

“Hey guys. Y/N woke up a while ago and she’s getting some memories back.” Josh told them what I remembered. After talking a bit about our friendship Jenna asked if Josh wanted to take a walk with her. I wondered why he said yes, I thought we were getting along so well. I wanted to know more about his girlfriend,he sounded so madly in love with her. Something I only dreamed a guy would do about me.

Once they left the room Tyler sat in the chair next to the bed that Josh just left.

“Hey Y/N. How do you feel?”

“Good I guess. Tyler can I ask you a question?”

“Sure, what’s up?”

“Is Josh happy with Jenna? I mean he deserves the best and I think she would be great for him I guess.”

He chuckled and looked at the ground. “Well I hope they don’t get to close. After all she’s my wife.”

“Oh whoops, I thought they were dating. Sorry. So who is he dating?” You felt sort of embarrassed but you felt comfortable around Tyler like you did with Josh.

“Well she’s this funny girl who I introduced him to over 3 years ago. Today is their 3 year anniversary actually and he was gonna surprise her, but something came up. She’s my wife’s best friend and she was her maid of honor in our wedding. We all missed her being on tour with us, but she had work so she could join us the past 3 months.” You sat and listened to Tyler go on about this girl for a while.

Josh P.O.V.

“Thanks for getting me out of there Jenna.”

“No problem. I saw the tears in your eyes and knew you probably needed a minute to breathe.”

“Yeah. It’s just so hard not being able to wish her a happy anniversary or kiss her. I mean she doesn’t even know we’re dating. I had all these plans to propose today and I just feel so bad for her.” I wanted to cry but just held the emotions in. I wanted to stay as strong as possible.

“The doctor said we could show her picture and videos and things like that to jog her memory but I don’t want to mess with anything, you know?”

“I get it, but i think she’s getting a lot of the memories back she just needs a little more push to get the rest.” Jenna said pulling out her phone. She showed em a few pictures she had taken of Y/N and I when we were on tour together.

“Show these to her and maybe it will help her.” She said handing me the phone as we walked back into Y/N’s room.

Y/N P.O.V.

Josh and Jenna walked in and Josh sat next to me again. He handed me the phone and scrolled through a few pictures of him and me. It was when he got to the 5th or 6th picture that it clicked. I was his girlfriend. Tears filled my eyes and Josh looked up at me.

“What’s wrong?” Josh said wiping away a stray tear that must have fallen from my eye.

“Happy anniversary babe.”

The room went silent. Everyone’s jaws fell open. Then Josh stood up and put his lips to my forehead.

“I love you Y/N. Happy anniversary baby.”

Josh handed Jenna her phone back. Then they left leaving only Josh and I in the room. I moved over on the bed so Josh could sit next to me.

Not that he felt like a stranger but I still didn’t have full memory back so I still didn’t feel like I’ve known him for 3 years.

Josh’s P.O.V.

It had been a few hours since she remembered who I was. I know there were pieces still missing from her memory but the next morning she would have it all back says the doctor.

It was early in the morning when I woke up and saw her sleeping so peacefully. I didn’t want to leave but I hadn’t taken a shower in over 3 days now.

Once I returned 3 hours later she was awake.

She greeted me with the biggest smile.

“Hey Josh.”

I was so happy to hear her voice again with a happy tone.

“Hey babe. How did you sleep?” I asked as I sat down on the bed with her again.

“Great.” There was a moment of silence as the cuddles close into my side. “Josh I’m so sorry. I-”  I cut her off before she could say anything more.

“Y/N there’s nothing to be apologizing about. Just please promise me you’ll come to me about this if there’s a next time.”

She nodded her head and I kissed her on the top of her head.

“You missed.” She said as she came up to met her lips with mine. We were interrupted by Tyler walking in.

“Woah didn’t know I was getting a show with visiting my best friend.” Y/N pulled away and chucked. I just stared down at her. I can’t believe I almost lost the love of my life to her stupid demons.

6 weeks later

Y/N and I just left having a nice dinner at her favorite restaurant. We were walking along the river path when I stopped and dropped to my knee. Y/N didn’t notice for a few seconds and when she turned around to see me pulling out the small velvet box she started to cry. This was it. The moment I’ve been anticipating since our first few dates.

I planned a whole speech but I couldn’t get the words to form so I simply just said “Y/N make me the happiest man to ever live and marry me.”

She stepped closer to me and shook her head yes. I slipped the ring in her finger and then pulled her into a hug.

She was finally mine. I was never letting her go again and something told me she was thinking the same about herself and I.

“I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too Josh.”  

chrissy22787  asked:

Sooo..... in light of all the music video pictures, I think you should give us a sneak peak into what it would be like for Elena to be there with him. No pressure. But feel free to put a little pep in your step with this one. Love you 😘

It’s A Sign of the Times

Elena shivered and pulled her jacket closer around her shoulders.  After an hour of trying to tame her hair in the wind she finally gave up and pulled back into a tight ponytail.  She lifted her head to smile when she heard the first notes of Harry’s single “Sing of the Times” start to play over the loud speakers.  She loved this song, it was like the warm blanket she desperately needed while standing in this field, freezing her ass off while she watched him film the video.

“You cold, Love?”  She heard Lou Teasdale’s high pitched voice behind her.

Elena nodded,

“Yes.  Does the weather always suck like this?”

Lou laughed,

“Yeah.”

Elena gestured to the brush and bottle of gel in her hand,

“Is any of that actually working in this wind?”

“No.”  She started, “But I like to make myself useful.”

Elena looked up just as the helicopter lifted Harry hundreds of feet into the air.  She smiled, watching as he widened his arms out and bent one leg causing him to look quite like Peter Pan.  Lou shivered next to her,

“Don’t know how you can watch that.  Love of your life dangling from a string like that?  Makes me wanna vomit, if I’m bein’ honest.”

Elena smiled, shaking her head gently,

“I don’t mind it.  He loves it up there.”  She added as she watched his huge dimpled grin spread across his rosy cheeks.

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Attack on Titan Episode 30

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I have this acquaintance who seems to believe that I’ve been unfairly circumspect regarding my opinion of this (and other) episodes. I am aghast (aghast, I tell you) at this ruthless judgment of how I best enjoy my cartoons.

To defang such a callous accusation, this seemed like the way to go.

(Featuring xtreme whining, manga spoilers like whoa, more whining, and maybe a few spots of joy. Who can say. I haven’t started yet, and I’ve never done a liveblog before. It’s a surprise for everyone.)

So, Attack on Titan Episode 30, “Historia.” Let us begin!

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anonymous asked:

DVa and/or Lucio with an s/o who doesn't understand why the two stars actually hang around them? Like they have a lot of self doubt and stuff?

A/N: Just doing D.va on this one, since the request I did yesterday is fairly similar and I used Lucio for it. Hope you like it!

*Yeon-in (연인) is a term of endearment for couples in Korean*

D.va’s fingers deftly maneuvered over the controller, her inputs prompting her character on screen to perform a long combo strike, followed by a finishing move. You sighed, dejectedly placing your controller on the coffee table. The match was over and D.va, as usual, was the victor. The Korean superstar was one of the best gamers in the world, though playing against her was always a learning experience, at the very least. “GG!” D.va cheerfully spoke, winking at you as the screen faded to black, returning to the character select screen.

“Can’t you just let me win one of these?” You groaned, it was hard to know you’d always lose to her, but spending time with her was always enjoyable. The two of you had bonded quickly over video games, and while her skill overshadowed yours, you each clearly enjoyed one another’s company. She giggled, causing your heart to flutter, despite being one of the most outspoken members of Overwatch, D.va certainly was one of the cutest.

“Sorry yeon-in*, you’ve gotta earn a win!” She laughed, pausing as she noticed your down turned gaze.

“It’s still hard to believe that you and I are, like, a thing.” You murmured, inwardly doubting how someone as popular and renowned as D.va could possibly feel this way about you. You weren’t anything special, at least that’s what you told yourself. You didn’t have the abilities of someone like Tracer, or the skills of someone like Sombra, or even the charisma of McCree, you felt sorely out of place surrounded by such notable heroes.

“Why is that hard to believe?” D.va chirped, placing her controller down besides yours as she snuggled close to you, wrapping her arms around your stomach. You relented as she buried her face in your chest, physical affection was always the surest way to reassure you that this relationship was very much real.

“I mean you’re a superstar, and I’m just me, you know?” You wrapped your arm around her, pulling her closer, earning a short hum from her. “What about me is so appealing?” You continued, searching for both validation and compliments. D.va pushed herself away, looking sternly at you, she had that motivated look on her face, the same one she had when she asked you out.

“What’s so appealing?” She looked almost offended, “I’ve never met anyone as sweet as you, someone who’s so loving and caring. How could you suggest that you aren’t appealing? We’ve been practically attached ever since you joined up, we’re almost inseparable. Do you really think I’d spend that much time with someone if they were unappealing to me?” She pulled you in close, pressing her lips against yours for a few moments before separating. “I love you. I always have, and I always will.” She winked, hugging you tightly, prompting you to return the gesture. “Now, who’s ready for round two?” She giggled, grabbing a controller from the table.

“Thanks.” You chuckled, plucking the controller from her hand, “But this time, I get to pick the stage!” You both laughed, settling back into the sofa as you each selected a character.

The Stranger in the Bed - 1st Interlude
  • Fandom: Frozen
  • Pairing: Kristanna
  • Prompt: Kristoff Weekend, Ice (…ish)
  • Words: 2006
  • Rating: M
  • To: @upthenorthmountain and @ominouscloudsofarendelle who responded to ‘I have a weird fic idea’ with ‘tell me about it’ and then ‘you should write the thing’ <3
  • Warnings: Angst, post-partum depression, sex repulsion, explicit sexual content

Soft, yielding heat—enthusiastic hands pulling him closer—a laughing whisper in his ear that merged into other sounds of pleasure, warm breath sighing against his neck, and he was so close to feeling complete, so close—

“Anna—”

Kristoff woke in a snarl of blankets, mind foggy and body aching, and reached out for his wife. A distant cry made his hand stop short. Anna lay with her back to him, the quilt pulled up to the high neck of her nightgown. Her shoulders were stiff, and he knew she was awake, but she didn’t stir. There was no real need, after all. There were innumerable nursemaids to see to the baby. He pulled his hand back silently and scrubbed the heel of it over his face.

There was the grit of sleep in the corners of his eyes, sandy roughness along his jaw, but it was his stomach that felt as though it was full of stone, full of a cold, dull ache. And then there was another part of him that ached, but it was a persistent throbbing that refused to forget the heat of his vivid dreams. He sighed harshly and flung the covers back.

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a chance

Based on the ask

an imagine where the student goes to talk to her TC after their last lesson and tells him she loves him and is about to run away but he holds her back, saying she can’t just say something like that and leave? take it wherever you want from there 💕

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“Alright, that’ll be it for the year! All the luck on studying for your exams.” He said and with that the entire class was on their feet, excited to leave the classroom for the (second to) last time.

Except her. She stayed in her desk. Fourth row, middle seat, dead center. She dreaded getting up and stepping even one foot out the door. The last lesson with him was hard enough to get through, but to actually leave him seemed impossible. The last student left the room, closing the door behind them. He was shuffling some papers together when he looked up to see her still sitting there.

“Anything I can help you with?” He said with a crooked smile.

She took a deep breath and hoped somehow her mind would work in accordance with her body. “I, uh, actually wanted to tell you something.”

“Sure, go for it.” He walked around to the front of his desk and leaned against it. He crossed his arms and a voice in her head was telling her to bail. 

Bail right now before you humiliate yourself.

She pushed the voice out and stood up. She took a few steps towards him, “I figured I’d tell you now with the end of the year coming up and graduation being in a couple of days.” She paused and his expression didn’t change

God, he has no idea what’s coming.

“Um, I don’t really know how to say this,” she scratched the back of her head and looked down at her feet. She thought about this moment so many times before. She’d stand so confidently in front of him and say the words “I’m in love with you”. And he would break out in a smile, wrap her in his arms, and mutter the same words as he went into kiss her. She knew the fairytale in her head was just that, a fairytale. This was the real world, where teachers don’t fall for their younger students and pursue that feeling. She was setting herself up for humiliation, but she didn’t care. He had to know how she felt. It was scary and heart racing but she couldn’t bear the years of wondering if she didn’t.

“I’ve realized over the year that I’ve developed feelings for you,” she dared to look into his eyes and his expression hadn’t changed. “Strong feelings. Like romantic feelings,” she specified. “And I realize how wrong that is. I’m sorry, but I just can’t help it. And hearing myself actually say this out loud is crazy.”

“Well, - “he started to stay but she cut in, not even hearing his voice over her own heartbeat.

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have told you this. I’m going to go. Please disregard all of this.” She said quickly, before making a run for the door. A strong hand grabbed a hold of her wrist before she could even take another step.

“Don’t leave. You can’t just say something like that and leave.” He said in a hushed tone.

Her lips parted but her mouth ran dry. She couldn’t muster up any words to say.

“You can’t just tell me you love me and then walk out. It doesn’t work like that.”

“I’m sorry,” she managed to whisper. “I just didn’t want you to be mad at me.”

“Mad at you? Why would I be mad at you?”

“Because this is wrong. I’m not supposed to love you. You’re my teacher. I’m your student. It’s morally and ethically wrong.”

“If it’s so wrong, why did you even tell me?” He questioned. His hand still hadn’t left her wrist and she could feel her skin burning underneath his touch. She acted like it was nothing.

The question had her stumped. Her gaze met his and it was like she was trying to search for the answer in the golden flecks in his eyes. “I guess a part of me was hoping if I told you, then it’d be giving you the chance to love me too.”

She got nervous when he didn’t say anything. “I realize that was wrong of me.”

“Will you stop saying its wrong?” His voice raised a little higher. He took a second before he continued in a softer tone, “I don’t want this to be wrong.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that I’ve been feeling the same things you have.”

“You have?” She said surprised by the very words that were coming from his mouth.

“Of course. How could I not?” He chuckled, and his hand traveled up her arm, spreading the fire even more.

“Oh my god, pinch me.” She said in disbelief.

He laughed and went to cup her cheek, “Or I could do this?”

He leaned in closer and closer until his lips met hers. The fire that burned her arm spread throughout her entire body. Hitting her lips first and traveling to her belly button, down to her knees, all the way down to the tips of her toes. Then, traveling back up to her cheeks and to the very ends of her hair. She wondered if his body was having the same reaction. She was afraid to bring her hands up to touch him, but once she did, she didn’t want to stop. To finally feel him underneath her fingertips brought a whole new sensation. He tasted so divine, like nothing she had ever tasted before. She didn’t want this to end, but as he pulled away, she realized how much she needed to breathe.

He brushed his lips against hers, not wanting to pull away too far and whispered, “Thanks for giving me the chance.”

“Realization” - Requested Oneshot

“Realization” - Requested Oneshot

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Victor Zsasz x Reader

Word Count: 1,260

Key: Y/N = Your Name, L/N = Your Last Name, H/C = Your Hair Color, E/C = Your Eye Color

Warnings: Violence, Cursing, Cuteness

Summary: @dontphunkwithmylove

Author’s Note: This is my first time writing from not the reader’s point of view. So I hope I did okay. Also, I apologize to everyone who has requested prompts to me. Things have been more difficult than I thought recently and caused me to have a delay in all of my writing.

If you would like to be tagged in any of my future pieces (All Works, Specific Fandoms, or Specific Multi-Parts), please let me know! And as always, feedback is greatly appreciated!

<3

- DreaSaurusREX


Victor’s P.o.V

I never intended to be in this position, but I’m not necessarily upset by it. For once, I saved someone.

I was watching a target from a fire escape. He was some low life that Don Falcone had a bone to pick with. I didn’t question it. If Don wanted him dead, he was going to be dead within the hour. Nothing about this guy seemed to be dangerous or aggravating until she came by.

An attractive woman was heading through the alleyway to probably get home quicker. But this scumbag saw her and took his chance. I watched him walk up to her. They were talking and she obviously didn’t want anything to do with him. He pinned her against the wall and got too close to her; his hand traveling up her thigh while the other pushed her hip against the brick of the building. She screamed for help, and I pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Usually things don’t bother me in Gotham. But if a woman gets harmed or objectified in any way, I interject with no questions asked.

As the douchebag’s body fell, I made my way to her, holstering my gun and trying my best to look decent. She was obviously shaken, so I fully expected her to say no to my offer to walk her home. But she surprised me. Once she put together that I was the one that shot him, she actually felt safer walking with me.

She led the way and started conversation. Her name was (Y/N), a name that fit her perfectly. She told me about herself and how she was new to Gotham. I didn’t think I would talk much, but there was something about her that made me want to talk to her. I didn’t share too much, but I was myself.

I was myself and she wasn’t scared of me.

When we did finally get to her place, I did yet another thing that was new for me: I asked her out. I never thought I would even consider a female figure in my life. But I wanted her.

And that brings me to today.

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Two Steps - Part 7

HELLO!! Part 7, the second part of the party scenes is HERE!! Yay! So just to remind you guys, in the “past” party one, Rae sees Luke flirting with a girl, Finn comes up to her and Archie with his date, Tracie. Finn offers to get Rae a drink but she walks off. In the “Present” party scene, Luke has a girl in his lap, Rae dances with a guy at the party, she sees Finn watching her and she walks off the dance floor. The scenes are kind of similar, so I just wanted to clarify. Thanks you guys for reading!!!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 


Part 7:

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Her first sleep after everything had been resolved was fine. Jemma practically blacked out as soon as her head hit the med bay pillow and fell into sweet, dreamless sleep. The narcotics they’d used during her stitches probably helped.

The second night, when Jemma lay in the safety of her and Fitz’s bed, alone, she couldn’t do it. She was used to this sleepless feeling; when she’d first gotten back from the alien planet, her sleep schedule was jolted for weeks. But every time she closed her eyes this time, it wasn’t a barren, sunless eternity she saw.

She felt a gun pressed to her head, her lips shaking, and phantom pains shooting up her leg. Fitz is looking down on her, angry with her, finger flexing against the trigger. She feels like she should cry, but she can’t, not when her real Fitz could walk in and find her any minute.

It wasn’t his fault.

She kept saying that. It wasn’t his fault, but it was his face and his voice. It was his likeness. It wasn’t him.

She wasn’t sure what was left of him.

Half of her felt selfish for avoiding him entirely that first day, but the psychologist half of her knew what they both needed. Fitz had been in Coulson’s office all day, working out what was truth and what AIDA had planted in him. He’d need a few more days of that, a few more days of teaching to not feel guilty.

She’d need a few more days of convincing herself. Daisy would help with that.

She heard the door open and close, but continued to lay flat as a board, staring at the ceiling. The bed dipped beside her as Fitz sat down, back to her.

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered to the darkness. “For everything I did. I–” He swallowed hard, and Jemma wished she could bring herself to say something, anything.

Instead, a hand reached out to him and grasped his fingers. He was shaking, still shaking as reality continued to break over him, over and over and over. Her fingertips stretched to stroke across the palm of his hand, hoping to provide some sort of comfort. This was the Fitz she missed, so feeling and vulnerable that it hurt her soul to see him like this. Her heart leapt as soon as she could recognize him again.

“I know,” she whispered, barely audible. He shifted, looking over his shoulder to find her eyes, glistening with tears.

She sat up to better see his face, then clenched his hand tighter. He breathed deeply, then opened his mouth like he was trying to say something.

“Go on,” she prompted, repositioning herself closer to him.

“I wanted to– want to, I want to fix something between us. I know we can’t help each other process, um, everything. Or even most of what happened. I just, keep thinking about when–”

“It’s okay,” she finished for him. She didn’t want to have to make him repeat it, didn’t want to hear it again. He looked at her, tensions relieved, then breathed again.

“You can answer this question however you want and I will completely understand, okay? I don’t want you to feel like anything between us is forced from now on.”

“I understand,” she agreed, fluttering her fingers across his skin. He finally responded, interlocking his fingers with hers.

“Good, because you mean so much to me, and it’s so important to me that you know that. You’re not nothing, you are something too big to put words to, okay? You’re more important to me than– than anything, and you need to know that. I love you so much, okay? I love you more… I love you more.”

She was smiling uncontrollably. “Okay, I understand. What’s your question?”

“Could you maybe, say it?”

Her smile dropped to uncertainty.

“I know, it’s hard to… to,” he breathed out heavily. “You don’t even have to give an answer, I just wanted you to know that–”

“I mean everything to you,” she interrupted, a new kind of tears beginning to wet her eyes. “You love me. You love me, more.”

His face started to change, and like he said, even though they couldn’t solve everything, they could confront it together. Jemma couldn’t begin to express to him how much good this was doing. He started to speak again.

“Can I–”

She wrapped herself up in him, and he in her. When she closed her eyes, his lips pressed into her scalp, and she was telling him over and over, “You love me.”

Heart to Heart-A Freshman Fanfic

Hey! So, this is the second part to a fic I wrote recently called First Goodbye. I strongly suggest reading that one first before reading this one if you haven’t already. The link to that fic is here

This is also my submission for #choicescreates this week. The prompt is ‘Mother’ and the carnival is being hosted by @punexpectedly. Thanks!

I’m not good at summaries so I’m not going to be doing one here. But basically, MC ends up talking with her mom about her relationship and some bonding between them takes place. There is a little Zig x MC but mostly things take place between MC and her mom. 

There is no explicit material in this fic. I”ll give it a T rating, I suppose.

She saw her mom’s car pull up in the parking lot and sighed. Normally she’d be excited to see her family again and, though she missed and loved her parents, this time leaving campus was bittersweet.

Last night relaxing and spending time with Zig had been wonderful but also laced with sadness. She felt excited knowing they’d made plans for him to visit but it was still killing her to leave without him. Her mind began to wander to their farewell only hours before.

He woke her up early that morning to tell her he was leaving for work. She immediately became alert and jumped up to walk him to the door even though he wanted her to stay in bed and rest. When they reached the front door, he suddenly wrapped his arms tightly around her, drawing her to him. She clutched him back just as firmly, her hands fisting his shirt. They held one another for several moments but to her it felt like only a second. He eventually shifted to rest his forehead against hers and she gently traced her fingertips along the nape of his neck. Neither one spoke in that moment and they didn’t need to. He then leaned in to kiss her softly, his lips lingering as if he didn’t want to stop. She certainly didn’t want him to. When he finally pulled away, he searched her eyes and reassured her that everything would be fine and that he’d be thinking of her non-stop. Then, with one more parting kiss and a gentle squeeze to her waist, he disappeared on the other side of her closed door.  She stood against it for a moment trying to reign in her emotions. Eventually she dragged herself back to her room and collapsed into bed. She instinctively pulled his pillow toward her, inhaling the scent and feeling more alone than she could ever remember. Her mind kept racing, coming up with numerous thoughts and scenarios that resulted in them breaking up because of this distance. She kept feeling his phantom touches against her skin, making it impossible to focus on anything else. After an hour of tossing and turning, she finally drifted off into fitful sleep.

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anonymous asked:

Hi Susie!! First off, I absolutely love your writing. Do you think you could do a blurb about morning sex with Niall? I have too many feels about it. Thank you!!

Niall and lazy morning sex.  I also got these two so I joined them all.  Hope that’s ok.  Love to you all.

For those interested this is the MLT about morning wood with Niall

Can you please please please write a blurb about giving Niall a lazy morning blowjob???

you did a MLT about this already but can you do a full blurb about Niall waking you up to help him with his morning wood please :)) (in the pov of Niall)

I hated it when I woke up like this.  Hard as a rock and unable to fix it myself no matter what I did.  It had gotten to the uncomfortable point now.  Where my whole bottom half felt tight from the intense pressure build up in my balls.  Look, I know it’s bullshit when men say if they don’t get sex they’ll die, but sometimes it really feels like it.

She was lying next to me, still asleep after a marathon study session last night for her test this morning.  I’d kept my hands off of her for the last week knowing this test was important but considering we usually had sex at least once a day, going for a week felt like eons.

And now my body was reacting in a way I couldn’t control.  I glanced out the window, maybe if I focused on something else I could finally ease the strain.  So I focused on blinding myself with the sun coming through the window.

It seemed extreme, but that’s where I was right now.  Unfortunately my body also refused to allow this remedy and my eyes closed without my consent.

I shook my head,

“Shit.”  I whispered softly.  

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Don’t Tell Nobody ((Scott)) 2

Part 1 // Part 2 // 

Originally posted by bozrh

The sun peaked in through the window, illuminating the cream colored bedroom.  

Scott shuffled in bed wrapping himself around you, only you weren’t bed.  
His eyes fluttered open as he felt the cold spot.  
He used his keen ears to listen to his surroundings.  
A hiss sound of the shower being turned off, the crumpling sound of the shower curtain opening, wet feet planted onto the ground, and the sweet tone of your voice as you sung softly.  

Scott put his hands on the back of his neck and sighed.  
Last night was truly amazing.  
He got the girl that he wanted for so long.  
Although, under unorthodox circumstances, he was happy.  
The mere thought of your smile makes him smile even wider.  
But when he remembers your naked body, his breath hitches and he’s a little boy again.  
“Am I interrupting your thoughts?”
Scott looked up to see you leaning against the doorway in boy shorts and an oversized shirt.  
He plastered an innocent smile on his face even when he thought about all the dirty things he could do to you.  
You giggled as you ran toward the bed and tackled Scott.  
“I’m not going to school today”
Scott lifted her chin so he could meet her eyes.  
“So what do you want to do then? ”
She shrugged her shoulders.  
“Bake goods? I haven’t made anything in a long time”
Scott thought about for a minute and realized the only thing they have in the house is pasta, leftover pizza, and hot pockets.  
“We don’t have anything to make goods with”
“So we’ll go to my place, problem solved”
You guys grabbed your things and headed straight to your house

Scott’s pov  

“Three teaspoons of sugar”
We decided to go with cookies and cupcakes.  
Mixed together because why not?  
“Now stir it”
While I stirred I couldn’t help but notice her staring at me.  
I looked at her and smiled.  
I couldn’t read her chemo signals because her emotions were so jumbled.  
“You’re not thinking of him, are you? ”
She tucked her hair behind her ear and looked down at the floor.  
After a while she looked back up to me.
“Yeah, but not in the way you think. I’m thinking, why didn’t I do this earlier? Why didn’t I choose you?”
The statement made me smile with glee.  
I pecked her on the lips and give her an Eskimo kiss.  
“Well you chose me now, so no need to think about it anymore”
“I know”

The cupcakes came out good.  
I grabbed the icing from a cabinet and we started decorating.  
She put whip cream on hers and I put buttermilk icing on mine.  
I fed her one and watched the crumbles fall onto her clothes.  
Why was this girl so gorgeous?  
The pieces of Oreo on her lips looked tempting.
It was scattered but pronounced every dip and curve.  
“I dare you to lick icing off your finger”
“You’re not very good at dares”
I picked up the icing and dug my hand in it.
I preceded to lick off all the icing on my hand except the pointer finger.  
Y/N stopped me and brought her lips closer to my finger.  
She slowly slid the whole finger in her mouth all while making eye contact with me.  
She looked down when she started to Bob her head up and down.  
The strange behavior revved me up.  
It brought chills all the way down to my spine.  
I could just feel all the blood being drained from my brain.  
She stopped and smiled at me.  
The next thing I know, flour enters my mouth and the evidence of it being thrown was on her hands.  
Oh it was war.  
I picked up a bowl of flour and tossed it on her.  
Y/N cheated by squirting icing all over me.  
I couldn’t think of what to do next, so I put a handful of whip cream on my hands and slapped her face, gently, with it.  
We laughed for a while at how ridiculous we looked.
Don’t know why, but seeing her all dirty, turned me on.  
I kissed her the same way I kissed her last night.
With desire and a hint of sexual lust.
Y/N wrapped her arms around my neck and jumped up so she could wrap her legs around my waist.
“Fuck me in the shower, Scott”
I gulped and dove for the stairs.
Derek was right, the bite is a gift.
Had I still have my asthma, there would be no way I could carry us both to her bathroom.

Liam’s POV

The steam in the locker room encaptured a large variety of scents.
Stinky socks, gilette shaving cream, axe body spray, worn shoes, and guys.
I stood in front of my locker and checked my phone again.
Y/N hasn’t texted me since last night.
She always sends me a morning text if I don’t send her one.
What’s worse is that she wasn’t at our spot waiting for me like she usually does.
Was I worried? Just a little bit.
I know that if anything bad happened to her, I would be the first she’d call.
She probably just slept in.
A ding went off and I looked at my phone.
Hayden.

Hayden: Last night was great, we should do it again
Liam: Yeah, but we should lay low, Y/N’s been on my back lately
Hayden: I thought you said you were going to break up with her  
Liam: I told you, I’m not going to do that
Hayden: You need to choose Liam, me or that bitch

I couldn’t even text back.
I clutched the phone and in my anger, my eyes began to glow.
Hayden had no right to call her that.
Y/N is my first love, why would I leave her for Hayden?
Sure the sex was great, but that was it.
I love her.
I don’t think I would be able to even function without Y/N.
The bell interrupted my thoughts, pulling me back to the present.
I shoved on a pullover jacket and slung my backpack over my shoulder.

At lunch I sat with the regular crew.
They talked about the deadpool and other suspects.
I pulled out my phone and started texting her.

“Babe, where are you? I miss you here at school”
“Babe?”
“Is my little cupcake ((I couldn’t resist)) upset with me? I’m sorry for not calling you back”
“Baabbee, don’t ignore me”

“I wonder where Y/N got that top”.
My head snapped up from my phone, finally listening to the conversation.

Liam: What top?
Lydia: The one she was wearing last night
Liam: Last night? Y/N was at the party?
Stiles: Yeah, didn’t you see her?
Liam: No I thought she stayed home
Lydia: No, I picked her up and we got the house ready for the party
Mason: What’s going on between you two?
Liam: What do you mean?
Stiles: Well let’s see, yesterday she was so distant that she didn’t even eat lunch, she barely paid attention in class, and Lydia had to talk her out of her gloomy trance
Liam: I don’t know, we didn’t get into a fight
Lydia: Well you did something
Liam: Who’d she leave with?
Mason: Scott
Liam: And where is Scott?
Stiles: Home, he said he didn’t feel too good
Liam: Oh, I’ll see you guys later, I have to go see if Y/N’s alright

Before going over to Y/N’s house, I went to Scott’s place.
Melissa opened the door and gretted him with a smile.

Melissa: Liam, what are you doing here?
Liam: I just wanted to talk to Scott
Melissa: Uh, Scott’s not here
Liam: Are you sure? Stiles told me he was
Melissa: Maybe he was just playing a joke on you, I haven’t seen him since yesterday, is everything okay?
Liam: Yeah, maybe you’re right. I think Stiles is just playing around
Melissa: Okay, bye Liam
Liam: Bye Mrs. McCall

He wasn’t home?
That’s weird.
Why would Stiles lie to me?
Whatever, I’ll deal with him later, I have to go talk to Y/N.
I saw Scott’s motorcycle parked in her driveway.
Scott’s here?  
But why would he come over to see Y/N?
I used the second key that was hidden in the fake rock near the plants to get inside the house.
A strong aroma of freshly baked cupcakes permeated the household.
I walked into the kitchen to find it a complete mess.
Flour, whip cream, and frosting was on the floor and on the counter.
It was faint but as I walked near the stairs I could smell Scott and Y/N.
Using my acute hearing, I listened for any sounds.
I could hear the water in the shower running, squeaky tiles, and I swear I heard a moan.
My heart began to race as I continued up the stairs.
I could clearly hear the sound of slapping skin, her silky moans, and a guy’s strained moan.
My body froze as well as my heart.
Scott’s motorcycle is in the driveway, I can smell him, and there’s a man in the shower with her.
The shower turned off and I could hear the glass door open.

~Third Person View~

Y/N stepped out of the bathroom with Scott and giggled.
“Give me back my towel”
“Why? I’ve already seen you naked”
“Scott!”

Liam bursts into the room with teary eyes.
It’s true, she slept with Scott.
“How could, how could you?!”
Scott gave Y/N back her towel and allowed her to wrap herself up.
Liam grabbed his chest as his breathing became erratic.
The love of his life was just caught having sex with his Alpha.
The same Alpha who told him to find an anchor; his purpose of living.
The wolf inside him was furious.
His fingernails extended into claws, his facial hair popped out sporadically, his eyes shone brighter than it ever did, and the adrenaline coursing through his veins made him angrier.
He wanted to kill him.
Scott told you to get out because he didn’t want you to see him wolf out.
You closed the door behind you and waited in the hallway. 


“Liam, calm down”
“Calm down?! You just fucked the love of my life!”
Liam threw a desk chair at him then lunged for Scott.
Scott dodged both the chair and Liam and went to a corner in the room.
“She found out about Hayden. She saw you guys having sex”
Liam let out a loud growl and pushed Scott up against the wall.
Scott’s eyes turned red as he kicked him back.
“Don’t make me hurt you Liam!”
“You already did!”
Liam deeply scratched Scott’s face making Scott throw him against the door.
The door broke upon impact, sending Liam to hit the wall in the hallway.
Scott picked him up by the shirt to punch him in face only to have Liam retaliate.
The two fought for a while, destroying vases, picture frames, doors, walls, and the floor.
Y/N tried to break up the fight.
She took a step towards them but a hand covered her mouth and she was dragged into a room.
Luckily she was able to scream before being knocked unconsciuos.
Liam and Scott both halted immeadiately.
Liam widedned his eyes and called for Y/N.
When he heard no anser he looked back at Scott.
The two ran into her mom’s room and saw that the window was opened and a piece of paper was left on the floor.
Scott looked around the room while Liam read the note.
“She’s not here”
Scott looked at a crying Liam.
“What, what did it say?”
Liam handed Scott the note.
He braced himself for what he was about to read. 

Y/N Y/L/N  

Scott: I don’t get it
Liam: What don’t you get?! It’s the deadpool Scott!
Scott: But she’s not –
Mrs. Y/M/N: Yes she is   [Your Mom’s Name]
Liam: Mrs. Y/M/N, I –
Mrs. Y/M/N: Not now Liam. Those bastards have my daughter and we need to get her back before they kill her
Scott: I still don’t understand, why would the deadpool want Y/N?
Mrs. Y/M/N: *sighs*Because, she’s a werewolf 


I could not resist!!! Plot twist on the biggie! 40 likes and I’ll write part 3

I can’t wait to be in the presence of my girlfriend, to hug her, to kiss her - while feeling the warmth in her eyes as the love is shown.

To interlock my fingers with hers while all I can think about how beautiful she is - not just outside but inside too. To see her eyes light up and the grim on her face when I tell her I love her - it gives me butterflies every single damn time.

To feel her wrap her legs around me and kiss my hand while giggling away to herself. To kiss her forehead while running my fingers through her hair while she’s drifting off to sleep and repetitively repeats “ew” every time I kiss her.

To have her laid next to me all night and pull me closer when I’m awake but she’s asleep, without even realising it’s them little things that make me fall more and more in love with her.

And I could cry a million tears - not because I’m sad. Because when I’m with her I feel complete, like the world is no longer trying to ruin me, throw thugs at me. Because when I’m with her - I’ve got everything I’ve ever wanted. When I’m with her I feel light and fluffy, full of love and happiness.

I can’t wait to wake up next to her, to tell her it’s morning and she can’t go back to sleep while she tells me there always time to sleep. I can’t wait to kiss her again and tell her I love her while laying there and I thinking I’m the luckiest girl in the planet. And wondering why I left it so long to make the girl i dream of, To make the girl I’m crazy about, to make the girl I’d walk the world for, to make the girl I’m truly and madly in love with mine.

All I’ve ever wanted to go Is come home to you after a long day, wake up next to you which usually end up in you spooning me. To tickle your back and kiss your forehead. To buy you flowers even though you ain’t that much of the romantic type, but you accept them and love them the same because you know I’m hella gay and full of romance. To take you out - whether it be day trips of for something to eat.

And I cannot wait to show you off to my family and friends - to the world. To say this is my girl and after two years we’ve finally made it work, we’ve finally got there.

Two years on and I still feel like the same love sick teenager the first time I stayed with her, the first time I kissed her and held her hand, my love never changed if anything it grow.

And baby I am madly and madly in love with you.

—  My thoughts.

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  • who hogs the duvet
    • padmé loves her duvet she could wrap herself up in it every single day
  • who texts/rings to check how their day is going
    • anakin always checks in on padmé, even if she’s stuck in session all day, he sends a messages just to see if she’s doing alright.
  • who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts
    • padmé buys things that she thinks anakin will like, however anakin is more hands on and is very creative when it comes to making gifts
  • who gets up first in the morning
    • anakin 
  • who suggests new things in bed
    • omg padmé does, but it’s always carefully discussed beforehand
  • who cries at movies
    • anakin
  • who gives unprompted massages
    • padmé actually, when anakin comes home at night and gets ready for bed, padmé likes to work out the knots that collect (especially in his shoulder) she feels like it’s her way personal way of comforting him.
  • who fusses over the other when they’re sick
    • padmé constantly worries over anakin, especially on the nights she knows he doesn’t get that much sleep and insists on going  a full 100% the next day. 
  • who gets jealous easiest
    • anakin, although padmé’s jealousy is not non-existent, it’s just hidden better. 
  • who has the most embarrassing taste in music
    • padmé taste in music is…….. more interesting. 
  • who collects something unusual
    • anakin does ! he picks up tiny gadgets he finds while working and brings them home to either tinker on them or have them on display 
  • who takes the longest to get ready
    • padmé does, she’s very particular on her routine in the morning.
  • who is the most tidy and organised
    • padmé is ! everything in her apartment has it’s place, and when it’s not in it’s place, she can’t focus unless she fixes it. 
  • who gets most excited about the holidays
    • anakin, he loves spending that extra time with padmé
  • who is the big spoon/little spoon
    • they switch ! padmé doesn’t mind being the big spoon, and she likes to keep her nose between anakin’s shoulder blades
  • who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports
    • anakin does (and he’s almost certain that padmé loses on purpose) 
  • who starts the most arguments
    • it’s usually brought on by something small, but neither are faultless. padmé doesn’t like to yell at him, and they end up having very heated discussions. 
  • who suggests that they buy a pet
    • anakin !
  • what couple traditions they have
    • they like to spend time together in the morning, but in these moments, they don’t usually talk. the mornings are rare, they enjoy some caf and watch the sky together. and when they both come home from work, and they’ve bathed, padmé takes about fifteen minutes to get ready for bed. anakin goes ahead and gets into bed, but watches her, asking about her day. after she’s done and sits down on the bed, she asks to give him a massage. padmé uses this time to watch anakin unwind completely. sometimes she surprises him with a different lotion on her hands that’ll transfer the same scent to him. 
  • what tv shows they watch together
    • they don’t own a television 
  • what other couple they hang out with
    • obi-wan and satine mainly, but when they hang out with other people – it’s not usually ‘as a couple’
  • who made the first move
    • anakin ! 
  • who brings flowers home
    • anakin does, sometimes if he sees flowers that remind him of their time on naboo, he’ll grab some and surprise padmé after work.
  • who is the best cook
    • anakin is actually ! padmé is a DREADFUL cook (although she’s LEARNING !!) but anakin is more resourceful 
My Mate (Part 24)

Title: My Mate

 Summary: Did you know angels need mates?  Yea, like angelic married…mates.  And sometimes, this heat-like phase takes over where they have to mate, like their biological clock starts ticking.  Well, that is what has happened, and that is how Lucifer wound up in the bunker, his grace fading as he calls out for a mate.  Luckily, the Winchesters are friends with a hunter who is willing to help out.  

 Warnings: Sexual Context.  Strong Sexual Themes.  Not actual smut…but pretty much everything leading up to it…

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My Mate Master Post

Masterlist of FanFiction 

Originally posted by nickthevessel

Chapter 24 

Riley shifted awake and she let out a happy sigh as she felt Lucifer’s hand brush against her arm, sending small little flashes of warmth across her body.  She could hear his heart beating from where her head was nestled over his chest and she smiled.  “Morning.”  

“Morning. Did you sleep well?”  Lucifer asked in a hushed tone.  It took him some getting used to, the way humans were when they first woke up.  For example, he wasn’t aware that being woken up suddenly was a bad thing, so the first time he just sat up with Riley with him, he didn’t expect the snippy response he got form her.  Or that there was such a thing as being ‘too loud’ in the morning…that was one Riley was really particular about, so he had to take caution, because even though he was an archangel, Riley got downright scary when she was cranky in the morning…especially before her coffee.  

She nodded as she stretched and looked up to her mate.  Lucifer always had a look of relaxed bliss on his face when she woke up in the morning.  She knew he would never admit it, but she bet he enjoyed having some time to just relax while she slept.  Riley shifted up and gave him a soft kiss as her fingers wove through his that were on her hip.  “Thank you for staying with me.”  She whispered to him.

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Tell Her

Word Count: 670

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Language, Domestic Violence/Abuse, Miscarriage 

A/N: Written for @one-shots-supernatural ‘s hiatus challenge. Prompt: “How long have you been standing there?” 

I don’t know how this happened…and I’m sorry. Thanks to @chaos-and-the-calm67 and @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid for giving me the courage to post this cuz I was super hesitant to do it. 

Everything’s from Jensen’s POV


I was sprawled out on the couch in the apartment I’d been sharing with Jared watching TV and drinking a beer when the knock came. I groaned and pulled myself to my feet, opening the door. “Forget your key again?” I asked as I swung the door open, not expecting Y/N to be right in front of me, eyes red and swollen with tears. Y/N was my best friend all through school in Texas. She was still living there with her boyfriend who didn’t deserve her. Steve never treated her right, but she was too blind to see it. “Sweetheart, what the hell are you doing in Vancouver?”

“I don’t…I…” She shook her head, like she didn’t even realize where she was and I pulled her into the apartment, sitting her down and grabbing her hands in mine. She looked at me, or more like through me. She wasn’t entirely there and it was scaring the hell out of me.

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Early Morning- Remus Lupin

Originally posted by maisiewillaim

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader

Characters: Remus Lupin

Warnings: N/A

Request: N/A

Word Count: 503

Author: Charlotte

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