i just wanna pinch her cheek

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A/N: Aight so here’s a little vanilla Cas smut for Smut Appreciation Day (which I am late for, courtesy of my bitching father and overall exhaustion yesterday). I wrote this quickly with the hopes that I’d have enough time to write another piece or two before I pass out tonight, so it’s not as good as I had originally planned. ;( Nevertheless, here’s this! (If y’all want s’more smut, I reblogged all of my old smut I’ve written, if you haven’t read them all.) 

Word Count: 2170

Warnings: Pure smut. No plot. The tiniest bit of fluff all the way at the end. A tiny peek at shy!Cas. Oral and fingering (female receiving). Some graceplay. (Is that what it’s called?)

Summary: When [y/n] sits down one night to teach an angel how to play Poker, she doesn’t expect to stay in for the evening. But, after one thing leads to another, Castiel and the huntress are spilling secrets that they never thought would see the light of day. Words become actions, and they find solace in each other in ways they never thought they would. 

(Shitty summary lmfao.)

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The first kiss was tentative, exploratory, unfulfilling in its lightness. His lips were warm, soft and pressed thin with nervousness. The scruff of his cheeks tickled her fingers as the pads of her digits passed over his jaw and chin. He released a shaky breath, the hot puff of air against her lips sending a pleasant shiver down the column of her spine.

“[Y/n],” Castiel murmured, the nearness of his mouth brushing over her own. Politeness would dictate that she pull away, give him a moment to absorb what was happening, what he was experiencing, but she slipped her fingers into his hair, determined to pull closer. He groaned at the dull edge of her nails as they scraped tantalizingly over his scalp; not hard enough to be painful, but too light to be truly pleasurable. Still, as she pressed closer to him, her knee tucked between his legs, she could feel the rigid length of his cock as it pressed against the side of her thigh through his trousers. His hands found her waist then, caution thrown to the wind, and the second kiss was nothing like the first.

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There's no harm in feeling vulnerable with me (Jason ToddxReader)

Note: Reader has a hard time falling asleep in fear of nightmares.

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One thing for sure is that it was quiet, eerily quiet. But that’s what one would expect in the middle of the night, but the silence was slowly starting to bother (y/n). It was quiet even for her own tastes, except for the occasional mumbling coming from Jason, who was sleeping soundly next to her with his arms wrapped around her waist.

(y/n) glances at the digital clock on the side-table, it was three in the morning. Ever since she had a horrible nightmare, she refused to get a wink of sleep. Every night was a cycle. She contemplates about sleeping, refuses to sleep in fear of another bad dream, feeling awfully tired, and then back to square one.

Glancing towards Jason’s direction, (y/n) gently pries his arms off of her before silently descending to the door. A couple of minutes had passed. (y/n) situated herself on one of the chairs of the kitchen with a cup of tea on the table. Leaning back and crossing her arms, she starts to space off, thinking about all of the possible things that could make her stay awake, unaware of the footsteps approaching behind her.

“(y/n)…?” A hoarse voice snaps her out of her thoughts. She glances towards Jason, who was leaning on the door frame, a tired look on his face mirroring her own.

“Jay…” (y/n) mutters softly.

“It’s three in the morning, you should be sleeping. How long have you been awake?” He walks over to (y/n), taking a seat next to her. “What’s up? What’s bothering you?” Jason pulls her onto his lap, the both of them facing each other.

“Oh you know, I just wanted to get a drink so…” (y/n) knew Jason caught onto her lie, judging by the frown he was giving her.

“There’s no use lying, (y/n). Just tell me.”

“Look, it’s just that I can’t sleep. I’ve been having…bad dreams lately. There’s nothing to worry about.” (y/n) assures him. She lays her head on the crook of Jason’s shoulder, his hand starts threading through her hair while the other wraps around her.

“How long has this been going?”

“Three days and counting,”

“You should have told me.”

“Didn’t wanna wake you up. You already get less sleep since you’re out patrolling every night, Red.” (y/n) taunts, a small smile on her face.

“I’m awake right now anyways.” Jason clicks his tongue, reaching up to pinch (y/n)’s cheeks.

“Stop it!” (y/n) lifts her head to meet his stern gaze before playfully slapping his cheeks.

“Wanna talk about it?” Jason suddenly asks.

“About what…?” (y/n) tilts her head in confusion.

“Your nightmares,“ He clarifies, running a hand through her hair again. He watches how the smile on her lips quickly turn into a frown. “I guess that’s a no?”

“Maybe another time, Jay.”

“Want me to tell you a story then?” Jason asks, a grin on his face.

"What am I? Five years old?…” (y/n) retorts at him. She leans her head on his shoulder again, his hand still running through her hair. Closing her eyes, she listens to Jason’s heartbeat. It always seems to calm her down, as strange as that sounded.

"I’m kidding, don’t be fussy about it.” A yawn escapes his mouth. Jason stops messing with (y/n)’s hair and tucks it under her shirt, feeling the warmth from the small of her back. “I forgot to tell you, about that…(y/n)…?“ Jason calls out but no response was coming from (y/n).

Jason takes the liberty of glancing over her form. Fortunately, (y/n) was fast asleep on his shoulder, not caring about the position that she was in. He tiredly sighs, giving her a peck on the forehead. Slowly, Jason tries to stand up with (y/n) in his arms, as he made his way back to her bedroom. He was glad that she was finally able to get some sleep for once.

anonymous asked:

musicalmiranda, ellzabethschuyler, tempfixeliza??

@musicalmiranda we havent talked in forever but i check Rebekah’s blog every once in a while and smile at her posts because she is so so so damn pure. I just wanna pinch her cheeks and hug her for hours

@ellzabethschuyler Me and V started talking more like a few days ago and i am SO glad we did because she is so kind??? Also so talented and shes one of those friends you’re like “fuck you” but you know its nothing but love. I love her v v much <3

@tempfixeliza Elissa makes me laugh my ass off, she so unapologetically herself, you cant help but love her to bits and pieces. She’s always being sweet to me and giving me compliments to up my self-esteem. She’s one of those people you know cares for you. I love her <3

mendesarmy1998toronto  asked:

Who are your fave Tumblr blogs, and why???

@honest-for-mendes IS THE BIGGEST DISNEY LOVER I HAVE EVER MET AND THAT IS THE FIRST THING WE BONDED OVER WHEN OUR FRIENDSHIP BEGAN

@mendescutie she is the cutest person ever i just wanna pinch her cute little cheeks she is an angel i swear and conversations just randomly start and on the weirdest things

@ortenmendes our friendship is basically teasing, snap streaks, irrelevant conversations, things that shouldn’t be said in public, posting conversations on tumblr XDD

@gentlemanmendes WE ARE COMPLETE OPPOSITES but as they say opposites attract, we could videochat for hours and not even notice just talking about life and weird ass things

@ihaveabadreputation She is an amazing person but she teases too much so she shouldn’t even be on here (i’m kidding i’m kidding)

@whitechocolateperfection even tho i said i’d unfollow her soon bc i tHINK I ASKED FOR A WARNING WHEN SHE WOULD UPLOAD SHIT.

@raineshawn our conversations are just weird but needed in life XDD

@lilli-jo (apparently our friendship runs on who’s better than the other and that i’m a snake and me hitting my head and not remembering shit.)

@shawnmendesdream is the girl i always go to when Harry Potter is involved lmao 

This is v short but these are the first people that came to mind so soz if i forgot anyone

Rosy Cheeks

Bucky x Reader 

REQUEST: Can i please request 14. Why am I in love with you again?19. We should just get married.68. You’re cute when you blush. with Bucky please ?

A/N: I love writing this!! I love fluff! 

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Originally posted by 107th-infantry

It was a lazy day at the compound. Steve, Sam, and Nat were on a mission in Africa and Wanda, Tony, and Vision were off doing their own thing. The only two occupying the building, at least to their knowledge, was Y/n and Bucky. They sat together on the couch with Bucky’s hands wrapped around Y/n’s waist. She smiles against the comforter hugging against them and buries her head into the nape of his neck.

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All Of Our Problems

Request: Can I request a jk scenario when you two are married and have a fight and you think he’s cheating you?You leave home with his children ?He’s always looking for you?Weeks later he meets you on the street but you’re still angry and sees him

I changed the request a bit but I tried to keep the initial idea? I hope this is ok! if it’s not close enough to what you wanted then just tell me! I’ll try again if you want!

Originally posted by shitjeon

He arrived home late again. The sound of the front door had woken you up and you just wanted to cry because the suspicions that emerged into your mind were the last thing you wanted to be true. Frustratingly, you pulled the covers over your head and let out a loud sigh. You wanted to punch the wall behind you but you also didn’t want Jungkook to know that you were awake.

You swore a tear almost slipped when the monitor beside you blared the sound of your crying daughter. The two of you were exhausted ever since she had been born and although you loved her more than you thought possible, you still just wished she could sleep through a whole night.

Throwing the covers off of you, you stomped out of your bedroom, almost running into your husband. You jumped slightly and huffed before pushing passed him. He could tell you were acting differently recently and it had been ever since your daughter had been born. He knew he had come home late again but work was super busy lately and it was easy for him to lose track of time.

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**i love fetus Jimin—I just had to put him in here!**

You feel your phone vibrate in your lap, but don’t flinch and continue to listen to your teacher. After about five minutes, it vibrates repeatedly. Your teeth clench, knowing exactly who it was but not wanting to check. After you decided to confess to a guy you had a crush on for more than a year, he turns you down in an awkward manner. You’re beyond embarrassed still, and don’t want to speak to anyone. Your teacher dismisses your class, and you grab your backpack and walk out. Immediately, you feel hands on your shoulders push you into an empty classroom. “Why didn’t you answer my messages, huh?” Jimin growled, pressing you against the door.

“Jimin,” You look away, trying to dodge his kisses. “I’m not in the mood.”

“I can make you in the mood,” He forced his hand up your skirt, creating friction between your clothed womanhood and his fingers.

“Jimin!” You shoved him by his chest away from you, “What don’t you understand about I’m not in the mood?”

He stumbled backwards, in shock of what you had just did. “I..” He blinked, “(Y/N), what’s wrong? I’ve never seen you so upset..” He tried holding your arm.

“Don’t touch me,” You snatch your arm away.

“O-Okay..” He gently walked a little back with his hands up, “Care to explain why?”

“It’s embarrassing.” You cross your arms.

“I just want to make sure you’re fine, (Y/N).” You stood quiet, he sighed and sat on a desk. “Turn the lights on, I want to see your face.”

“But people will know we’re in here-”

“Just do it, (Y/N).” He ordered strictly, “If you’re this upset, obviously something bad happened and I’ll treat it serious.” You flicked the light switch, and he patted the desk next to him. “Now tell me exactly what’s wrong.”

“I decided to confess to (Crush’s/Name) earlier today.” You hopped on the desk.

“I take it he didn’t accept?” He said lowly, playing with his fingers.

“It was mortifying,” You felt the tears begin to form, “I just liked him so much, and for him to tell me he doesn’t like me hurt so much.” You cry into your arm, “What’s wrong with me? Why doesn’t he like me?”

“He’s a pabo.” Jimin stated, “He’s too stupid to see the greatness in front of him: you. You’re absolutely stunning, a wonderful person, and someone I can personally stay with forever. I don’t mind having a little person by my side—especially if it’s you. So why wouldn’t he like it? He’s an idiot for not opening his stupid eyes up,” He kicked the air, “He’s never gonna find a girl as special as you, (Y/N); girls like that don’t exist.”

“Jimin..”

“Aish..” He said under his breath, hanging his head low. “I broke the rule, and I just gave myself up.”

“So this does mean..”

“Yes, (Y/N)—it does. The one thing I wasn’t supposed to do, I did: like you.”

“I don’t know what to say,” You grip the desk’s edge tightly.

“You don’t have to say anything,” He jumped from the desk, “Let’s just pretend this didn’t happen, alright? I have to get to class,” He reluctantly walked over to you, kissing your cheek lovingly—not like his usual hungry kisses. “You’re very beautiful..just remember that.” He held your hands tightly, then walked off without another word.

//Two Weeks Later//

You and Jimin have taken a break with the ‘friends with benefits’ deal since his confession. Things haven’t just gotten back to normal yet—actually, very far from it. Instead of the call to open your window to have quiet sex, it’s calls in the middle of the night to come cuddle with you. He’s been acting strange since the events that took place weeks ago, and his affection has increased by the little things. Quite honestly, you missed the feeling of his palm muffling your moans and screams from your parents. The way he moved his hips in time with yours, and the way his tongue felt on your wet folds. Asking for sex would be too awkward considering the things that have been taking place recently.

“Jimin~” A girl giggles, rubbing his chest with her open hand as he leans against the lockers with her. “We’re at school..”

“There’s supply closets,” He smugly suggested, tugging on the bow from her shirt.

You storm away, but why are you upset? You have no feelings for him other than lust—right? Why should a girl getting lucky with him matter to you? You’re not even having sex anymore, maybe that’s why. Maybe he has another girl to fill his sexual desires, but comes to you when he needs a warm body to snuggle up to. Does he not find you sexually attractive anymore? It’s odd to look in the mirror and not see any hickeys on your body; quite empty. You spend the rest of the day replaying that girl and Jimin flirting it up. While you try to imagine that he’s happier with her, your mind snaps back to the times you shared: naked, sweaty, flirting—but also his confession and the cuddles. Exiting school for the weekend, everyone happily skips outside. You overhear plans of hanging out, or going to the store right then and there.

“Wait!” Someone said behind you, running towards you. “You weren’t going to leave me, were you?” Jimin smiles, “I’m walking you home, we’re watching movies all night, and we’re gonna cuddle-”

“I think I need a break, Jimin.”

“What? Haven’t we been taking a break already?”

“I mean a break from each other—any contact at all.”

“(Y/N),” He laughs, “This is a joke, right?” He watches your facial expression, seeing as you’re not amused he speaks. “What made you make such a drastic decision?”

“I don’t know.” You shrug, “Ask that girl you were with in the hall.”

“Ah..” He breathed, “We didn’t do anything, I can assure you that. After we got inside the janitorial closet, she started to go down on me-”

“I don’t need details.” You began to walk faster, hoping he’ll catch on.

“No,” He touched your shoulder, “As soon as she touched..” He cleared his throat, “Little Jimin..” He scratched his head, “I moaned..”

“Okay?”

“Your name.” He was blushing, you never spoke about anything outside of the bedroom—or broom closet. It was odd for him to refer to himself, “She got upset, but once she tried to continue I just couldn’t stop saying your name.”

“Then what happened?”

“She left me there..” He turned his head to the side facing opposite towards you, revealing a red mark on his soft cheek. “She slapped me when I said you were better at it anyway.”

“Ah, Park Jimin~..” You gently touch it, “You really have a big mouth when you want to.” He leaned down to give you a better look.

“It still stings,” He cringed when you placed your own hand on it.

“I’ll take care of it,” You examined it, “She scratched you.”

“So does this mean I get to go to your house?” He said with hopeful eyes.

“Yes, Jimin.” You nod, “You can even sleep over if you want—my parents are out of town.”

“Yes!” He cheered, “I can’t wait for movies and cuddles.”

“If you approach a girl again, just make sure you say her name instead of mine.” You kiss his cheek like a mother would kiss her child’s wound, “I love your cheeks.” You giggle, pinching the other.

“I don’t like them..” He frowned, “I’m chubby, and that just proves it.”

“I think it makes you look like a baby, and that’s adorable—Jiminnie.”

“(Y/N)-ah, I don’t wanna look like a baby.” He pouted, “I wanna look like a man.”

“But a baby is so much cuter,” You held his hand and began walking again.

He smiled down at your fingers intertwined, as if you were a couple. “I guess being a baby isn’t that bad..”

//During Movies//

You began getting a little restless, and put your hand in Jimin’s lap. “Jimin.” You whisper, kissing his neck.

“(Y/N), what are you doing?”

“What do you think, silly? What haven’t we done in weeks?” You breathed, straddling him without straying your lips too far away.

“On the couch? What if things get messy-”

“Ah, no.” You cover his mouth, “You listen to me, and you listen very carefully Jimin.” You rub his chest, “I saw you with that girl, you took her to have sex—a place we’ve had sex countless times, and that girl was not me. Do you understand how that made me feel?” You ground your hips down to his lap, “It made me feel like my Jimin replaced me, especially since you’re using me as a body pillow. I’m a girl you used to bang into I saw stars, and you go ahead and throw me aside like some toy you’re done with?” You shook your head while smiling, “No.”

“A-Ah..” Jimin’s noises escaped his lips as he stared at you with his mouth open.

“I refuse to be a worn out toy, and I’ll make you pay for the hiatus.” You lick his lips, “You obey my orders, okay?” He nodded, speechless and still gaping. You hop off him, walking to the kitchen and taking your time. Opening the freezer, you take a cube out of the ice tray. You hear him reposition himself on the couch, then light breathing. “Jimin, you better not be doing what I think you’re doing.” You say, walking back to him.

“I’m just getting ready for you,” He took his hand out of his pants.

“Did I say to do that?” You kneeled in front of him, “Take your pants off.” You popped the ice cube in your mouth, making your tongue go cold. You watch his hands fumble in excitement, pushing his bottoms to his ankles. “Do I have to do everything for you?” You sigh heavily, taking them completely off. “Your boxers too, Jimin.” He obliged, hurrying and practically begging you to touch him. You bite your lip, enjoying the scene: Jimin sitting in front of you, legs spread, bottom half exposed, and waiting for you to make a move. “Now, Jimin,” You push the ice to your cheek, “I’ll make sure you pay for confessing, almost having sex with that girl, and keeping me waiting.”

He sucked air in sharply, feeling your cold mouth enclose his member. “I forgot how good you are, (Y/N).” He gripped your hair. You pulled back, and sat before him on your knees. “What?”

“Did I say it was okay to grab my hair?” He shook his head quietly, even afraid to speak now by the tone of your voice. You continued, but decided to prolong this more. Pressing the remainder of ice along his underside, you stroke him lightly. You lick upwards towards the tip, dragging the melting ice. Once it’s all gone, you kiss all around him while leaving traces of saliva from licking. “Will you go back to that girl?” You swiveled your tongue on his tip lazily.

“No.” He moaned.

“Good.” You slowly slide him into your mouth, making him suffer for all he’s put you through. His groans increase louder by the second as you push more of him down your throat, then bob your head. He holds the couch, close to digging his nails into it. You get faster, slightly gagging as you go deeper. You hold his thigh, disconnecting to pump him without the aid of your mouth. Focusing on his tip, you slowly spit into it. You twist, then lick the slit oozing precum.

“Can I please grab you?” He whines, being pumped harder.

“Nope!” You smile, putting the tip in again. You lick over the tip repeatedly, not missing one beat in the pattern you had created.

“Aish, please keep doing that.” He groaned, feeling you lick all over as you pumped him. “I’m gonna-”

“I know.” You cut him off, continuing your deed. You tried to go faster, which resulted in him whimpering as his hot seed filled your mouth. He sat up, watching it trickle from the corners of your mouth as you swallow.

“I missed your mouth..” He cleaned your mouth with his sleeve. “I miss you, but I love cuddling with you. Do you know what I’m inferring we do?”

“Cuddle and sex?” You shrug, standing up and handing him his clothes.

“No.” He shook his head, putting his boxers on. “I’m saying: Would you like to be my girlfriend?”

“Are you ready for a commitment?” You asked, sitting next to him.

“If it’s with you, then yes. So what do you say?”

“Okay.” You nod, then he pounces on you.

“I’ll be a great boyfriend, (Y/N)—I promise!” He proclaims, peppering your face with kisses. “Can we cuddle now, though?”

“Sure. I’ll get the snacks,” You made your way over back to the kitchen. When you came back, Jimin was under a blanket watching a movie and waiting for you.

Unicorn - Chapter Two (Matt Cohen x Reader)

Author: somemaycallmesunshine
Pairing: Matt Cohen x Reader
Reader Gender: Female
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: fluff (is that a warning?), swearing, reader has self-confidence issues, mentions of anxiety/depression

A/N: Hi, everyone! Sorry this took so long. I first want to thank everyone who liked or followed this story and for everyone who still is reading it despite my absence. It means so much to me. I hope you enjoy this next chapter! (Internal thoughts are in italics)

Summary: You had long dreamt of meeting your hero Matt Cohen and thanking him for changing your life. But now with SPNCon rolling around, you finally get your chance, and it’s more than you could have ever imagined.

Tagging: @angel-fire and @matt-o-holic (If you wish to be tagged for this series, let me know!)

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anonymous asked:

Favorite people on tumblr / People you are closest to?

@mendescutie she was one of the first people i instantly clicked with on here we started out with music and now we talk about everything in life we were singing/typing the lyrics to The Night Changes less than 2 minutes ago. She is the cutest person ever i just wanna pinch her rosy cheeks she is adorable.

@ortenmendes we didn’t INSTANTLY become friends it kinda took us a while, now i swear we tease each other its unreal. THE ONLY REASON SHE WANTS TO ADD ME BACK ON SC IS TO SEE MY CRAZY SIBLINGS FUCK OFF. The fact that she asks for smut too much is also part of the reason why we’re friends its a weird cycle idk who thought it was relevant to put us together 🤷🏻‍♀️

@lilli-jo is me, like seriously no joke. Great Minds think alike. i love that girl to bits she is so cute and denies it and i just wanna slap her everytime she says that and the fact that I make her laugh by sending her the same video of a guy yelling shit she doesn’t understand but laughs at anyway is funny and She trys to understand wtf i’m saying in my videos and i’m also teaching her how to type in arabic and idk if she remembers shit or not but 🤷🏻‍♀️

@shit-to-kinda-okay we kinda don’t talk a lot but she was one of the first people i talked to on here almost 5/6 months ago she is the cutest person in the world as well the sweetest. she has the biggest heart and the fact that i can just go and fangirl to her about Riverdale makes her even more one of my favorite people ever

@gentlemanmendes WE ARE COMPLETE OPPOSITES AND YET WE UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER PERFECTLY AND WE FIT TOGETHER PERFECTLY ITS CRAZY. Everytime we skype she listens to one of my crazy Shawn/ Camila/ Teen Wolf/ Riverdale etc. theories which sometimes happen to be true but thats just me 🤷🏻‍♀️

@dailymendes01 I. ADORE. THIS. GIRL. SHE IS THE CUTEST PERSON EVEN AND SHE LIKES MAKING ME CRY EVERYTIME WE TALK (happy tears) I JUST WANNA HUG HER AND CLING ONTO HER UNTIL THE POLICE PRY ME OFF OF HER. OR SHE PUSHES ME OFF OF HER OR I DIE WHICHEVER COMES FIRST.

@shawnsbabyma The first time i saw-ish her I kid you not it caused me to break the door. The fact that i take pictures of dates (which she hates) and i keep sending them to her is hilarious i cant help it AND THE COMING MONTH IM HAVING THEM EVERYDAY SO PREPARE URSELF FOR THE WORST 😂💔

IF YOU ALL HAVENT NOTICED I’M ADDICTED TO SLAPPING PEOPLE.

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Telling Father (Siegbert x Soleil) 


“Y-you want to do what?!”

Soleil shrugged. “Hey, I’m just as surprised as you are! But… why not, right? Heh…”

“Um, I suppose one cannot overlook their heart…”

“We’re best friends, right? And we already spend so much time together, right? So why not give it a shot, see where it goes?” She blushed.

The princeling cleared his throat. “Well… I also happen to be… thinking of you more as the days go by. So, perhaps we could… date.”

“Cool!” Suddenly she was much happier. “I can’t wait to tell Dad!”

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Are You Gonna Be My Dad Forever ||G-Eazy

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You watched carefully from the kitchen as Gerald sat at the table with your 6 year old daughter. Gerald was watching her as she colored in her coloring book. It was crazy how much she looked like Gerald.

You were doing the dishes and getting everything ready for dinner, listening in on their conversation. 

“That looks pretty.” Gerald smiled resting his head on his hand, the other one draped over the back of the chair your little girl was sitting in. 

“I know.” You said kicking her feet back and forth. You let out a laugh as you dried the plates with a dish towel. 

“Soooo..” She started, coloring in the flowers at the bottom of the page. “Are you gonna be my dad forever?” She asked, still looking at the book. 

“What kinda question is that?” Gerald chuckled sitting up.

“I dunno, I just wanna get my stuff straight. I wanna make sure so I know, ya know?” She said looking up at him and pushing her messy hair behind her ear. 

“Of course I’m gonna be your dad forever, you weirdo.” He laughed pinching her cheek. 

“Okay good cause I really like you.” She nodded. 

“I really like you too.” He smiled. She gave him a big grin before sitting up on her knees and taking his face in her small hands. 

“I love you daddy.” She giggled, kissing his nose.

“I love you too, you butt.” He said kissing her nose too making her laugh even more. 

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Mademoiselle Clé

Word Count: 2,657

Chat Noir keeps singing song lyrics as he makes his appearance on Marinette’s balcony, but could Chat’s singing also reveal something else besides his own arrival?


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This is my first ML Fic and I already have the first 3 Chapters written out so no doubt this will update again next weekend. Tell me how you guys feel about it! <3

(Ch. 1) (Ch. 2) (Ch. 3) (Ch.4) (Ch.5)

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Recovery - C.H.

Request: (SUMMARIZED) Y/N goes on tour with her boyfriend Calum, but is struggling with depression+self harm and falls into a really dark place. The boys all try to help her be happy, but Calum believes it’s on him to help her.

Pairing: Calum Hood x Female Reader

Warning: Depression, Self Harm (Please read with caution if this is upsetting or triggering to you)


Y/N found herself in the lounge a lot. Calum wasn’t always available to hang out, most of the times he was busy preparing for the night’s show, or off doing interviews with the boys, so she resorted to the lounge for comfort. The room was always dimly lit and quiet, perfect for Y/N to just sit there and think. Today was one of those days where she wound up on the leather couch again, a blanket pulled around her shoulders to protect herself from the air conditioning on full-blast. Calum and the boys were out for the next hour doing an interview at a local radio station, and Y/N decided to stay behind for this one. Her mind was racing today.

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