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BTS as the Mafia + How He Met You

|||Anon asked: I really liked your mafia monsta x post and was wondering if you could do something similar for got7 and bts?|||

Got7   Monsta X   Shinee


Rap Monster/Kim Namjoon

Originally posted by https-km

  • Was a CEO of a large company when he decided to make some more money and started getting involved in shady business
  • One of the most chill leaders in the industry
  • But his easygoing personality is also one of his scariest traits as he doesn’t give a shit about killing and never thinks twice
  • That’s what gets him in trouble most of the time as he somehow always end up killing the wrong person
  • He’s so good at his job that no one even suspects that this CEO is also a mafia boss

You were the president of a rival company and had beef with him since before he even started his gang. He always wanted to persuade you to sell your company to him but you were too stubborn, so he thought that now he has a lot of skillful members maybe he could threaten you. One day he barged into your office.

“What the heck? Do you even know what knocking means?”

“Just shut up and listen to me. I’m going to give you one last chance to sell me your company and well if you don’t comply things will become ugly.”

“Kim fucking Namjoon, did you just threaten me?” you asked him pulling your gun out from under the table. “Because if you did, I swear to god…”

He didn’t plan for this turn of events and as much as he was surprised he couldn’t keep his laughter in.

“Woah, woah, Y/N. We have been friends for a long time now, haven’t we? Maybe I should have taken a different approach. How about you and me start this over by getting to know each other better?”


Park Jimin

Originally posted by biaswreckerchimchim

  • Can sweet talk people to do anything
  • That’s why he’s the best at making new allies and ties, bribing officials
  • Everyone tends to trust him quickly and he uses this for his advantage 
  • Doesn’t like getting his hands dirty and would rather talk his way out if possible
  • But when it’s not, that’s still okay with him as he can handle various kinds of weapons just as well as his tongue

You caught wind of the fact that your boss is helping the mafia in exchange for many and wanted to report him. Unfortunately Jimin got to you first. He was leaning against your car waiting for you. Before you had time to react he got your car keys and pushed you inside securing you in your seat.

“So a little bird told me that you were about to make a very stupid decision.” he told you taking out his knife and tracing the lines of your collarbone.

“I prefer not to make a mess so how about we make a deal as well?”

“I don’t need your filthy money.”

“Oh how brave! I guess I should offer you something else instead then.” he said starting the car and taking off with you in it.


Kim Taehyung

Originally posted by itsbtstuff

  • A lot of people think he’s too clumsy for this job as he tends to screw up before he even starts
  • But if it’s his lucky day he’s the 2nd most deadly man in the gang
  • His specialty - explosives
  • He likes to make a big entrance and for it to be really grand he makes all of the bomb and stuff himself
  • Enjoys the view of severed limbs spattering around, this feeling helps him realize just how amazing he his at what he does and how fascinating, strong and big his explosions are

He wanted to blow you up so bad but when you despite the short amount of time managed to catch and throw back one of his grenades he decided to have you no matter what.

“Hey, that’s not very nice!! I could have gotten hurt.” he shouted.

“Are you being serious right now?” 

“I always am. You see I got you right where I wanted to. Look around.” you looked down and saw that somehow you managed to get into his mine field.

“I like you and wouldn’t rather press this button so you have two choices, either I watch you go boom or you come with me.” he smirked.


J-Hope/Jung Hoseok

Originally posted by beatriceindre

  • Was the vice president of the company, so is now stuck with almost the same amount of work
  • He takes care of the companies legal stuff and makes sure the gangs illegal one doesn’t catch anyones’ attention
  • He’s so done with this job and would rather go on some missions to blow off some steam
  • But he’s only taken on them when it’s really necessary or when there’s not enough people
  • And that’s a shame as he’s crazy good with guns, especially long range ones, as he has been practicing every day

You made a contract with their company but somehow a they lost a hefty amount of money. Knowing that this was not a simple coincidence he decided to have a meeting with you.

“I think we have to discuss some things.” he stated.

“What do you want? I don’t have your money.”

“I never even said anything about money.” he smirked and then you understood that you told him too much before it even began. Hoseok stood up and went to your chair. He took your chin in his hands made you look at him.

“You know all of this shit makes me really tired and irritated and I wouldn’t want to take out my frustrations on you, so you better give me back all the money till evening or we will have to have a few more meetings just like this.”


Suga/Min Yoongi

Originally posted by jungsooneul

  • He’s an assassin but doesn’t like calling his job that and would rather say that he takes care of business
  • Sharp, precise, quick, silent, deadly
  • Can’t think straight when he’s tired and even managed to miss some targets (only to get them later) when he feel asleep waiting for them
  • Practices with Hoseok every single day but only because he’s the one who’s asking
  • Sometimes likes to go “hunting” at nights and you should pray that you never meet him on days like that

You searched for him because you knew he would be the only one to take your request. He looked at you from the bottom up.

“Aren’t you too young to be asking things like that?”

“Am not!”

“You sure? You’re really short.” he laughed.

“I didn’t come here to be made fun of. So will you do it? Will you kill my father?” you asked. This time he looked at you with serious eyes.

“Okay but you can keep the change.” he said handing you back all the money you gave him. You quickly turned around to catch him just before he disappeared into the darkness.

“Why?”

“Because you asked me nicely and also because I hope to see you again someday.”


Jin/Kim Seokjin

Originally posted by eatupbangtan

  • He doesn’t have a particular job in the group as he’s mostly here to make sure that the members don’t make too much trouble for themselves and other gangs
  • Knew Namjoon since high school and was asked to come help
  • The gang would most likely fall apart without him as their chill leader tends to forget his duties more often than not
  • He’s a skilled medic and that’s a very big advantage for the gang as they don’t have to go through the hassle of explaining what happened in the hospitals
  • As much as he can save you from the verge of death, medical equipment in his hands can also turn into very dangerous tools as he can kill you slowly and painfully with the poisons he makes

You were part of the gang and trained under him to treat the injured.

“I see you’re getting pretty good at this.”

“That’s because you’re the one teaching me.”

“How about I show you one more of my tricks.” he said taking you over to the medical cabinet and taking all kind of drugs out.

“Oh, I know what you’re trying to do but I’m already more than experienced in making poison.” you smirked.

“Is that so? Maybe we should start some private lessons so you could teach me your way.”


Jeon Jungkook

Originally posted by eatupbangtan

  • Smug and sassy 24/7
  • Everyone who meets him for the first time want to punch him in the face
  • And a lot of people try to do that but he has great, quick reflexes and easily evades them
  • Started from simple piracy but now can literally hack into anything but usually brags about it too soon and gets caught
  • That’s how he got recruited, he was about to go to jail when Namjoon noticed his talent and bailed him out

You two had a bit of a show down in cyber space and so after that he decided to track you down. He found you in a coffee shop on the other side of town. He walked in and sat down opposite you.

“And who might you be?” you looked up from your computer screen. He caught your gaze and smirked.

“Jungkook.”

“Jungkook?!” you almost spat your drink. “How did you find me? I hid my location.”

“Did you really think that silly protection of yours could stop me? But I’m not here for that. I’m here for you.” 


A/N: Ahh I finally did it!! 😃 Anyhow, feel free to request more scenarios, reactions etc, I keep up with a lot of groups, both male and female!! 😊

The Letter

‘If your reading this I must be dead.
Sounds so real when I actually write it like that, it’s a possibility after all. I mean this is a war. People die all the time and I guess it was my time and I’m gone.
If I’m not and you guys find this then stop reading.
There’s some things that are just rude and you should know not to go through people’s stuff.
I’m talking about you Pidge.
So if your still reading this…
I’m dead or your an ass hole (Keith).
So let’s start I guess.
I lance McLain being of sound mind and body write my last will and testament.

To Hunk. What could I possibly leave you that could even come close to repaying all you’ve done for me over the years? For all those times you talked me down at the Garrison and made sure I didn’t spend too much time alone with only my thoughts. I love buddy so I leave you my family. If I’m gone I need them to know what happened. I need them to know I did something with my life, that I made a difference.
To Pidge you little gremlin, I leave you the tree house I built in my backyard. I know you pretend to hate outdoors, but I’ve seen how you love to watch the trees, figured you’d appreciate getting one of your own and being able to connect to the wifi.
To Shiro. You were my hero, when I wanted to apply to Garrison everyone told me I couldn’t do it. That I was too stupid or too much of a screw up to make anything of myself. Watching you on the news actually go against the odds and become the youngest graduate ever… well it kept the dream alive and got me through some pretty dark times. To you I leave my sketch book. It’s filled with drawings of earth. Drawing really helped ground me when I felt too anxious to sleep, I’m sure you know what that’s like. I’m pretty sure I’m the only one that actually hears you wandering the halls late at night. I hope that drawing can help you as much as it did me.
To Allura… look I know I flirted with you a lot, I’m sorry for that… I know I must sounded like such an idiot and a creep. I’m sorry I wasn’t a better paladin or friend. I leave you all my beauty products. That may sound like I only value your looks but I respect you so much for all you’ve done trying to fight this war with only the six of us as back up. I guess I’m trying to ask you to have a treat now and again, take as good a care of yourself as you do with us .
To Coran, your probably one of the biggest reasons I didn’t end up wallowing in self pity the whole time I was here. I don’t really remember my dad. He left when I was too young to remember him. But the time I spent with you made me feel like I knew what a dad was and I love you for that. I leave you the box under my bed. I filled it with memorabilia from all the good times we all spent together. Please keep adding to it and keep having good times without me.
Finally to Keith. Bet you thought I’d forgotten about you, hey Mullet? I’m not really sure what to write. We’ve been through so much together that I just don’t have the words to tell you how I feel. I just wish I had the courage to tell you that I really care about you while I was still around. Tell you that I love you. Wow that was scary to write. But getting it out and knowing that some point in the future you’ll know this is oddly liberating, like a weights been lifted off my shoulders. So yeah Mullet I love you. I love you so much that it hurts knowing that no matter what I do, I’ll never be good enough for you. You deserve the best, you deserve the universe… because that’s what you are to me. To you I leave you the most important thing to me. Blue. I love her dearly and I know she’s gonna be sad without me, so please keep her company. She likes songs from Mama Mia and having her claws painted, I know you know will get on great.
Wow I didn’t expect to start crying while I wrote this. Putting it all in words is hard. It’s beyond hard knowing that there’s a possibility that one day I’ll be gone and you’ll just move on. That someone else will pilot Blue and take over as a paladin for me.
I just wish that our time together would never end and I would never have to say goodbye to any of you.
But despite what you guys think, I’m not an idiot. I know I’m the weakest link and that if anyone’s gonna end up dying in the line the duty it will probably end up being me.
I suppose that doesn’t matter anymore.
What matters is that you all know that your like a second family to me and that I love you all so, so much.
Goodbye.
-Lance xxx’

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Lance put down the pen wiping his teary eyes as he read through what he had written. He had just gotten out of the healing pod after being shot in the chest by a Glara guard during a mission gone bad.
Coming that close to death made him realise that he didn’t want to just go without knowing the people he loved knew how much he cared about.

There was a soft knocking at the door “hey Lance dinners ready” Hunk called.
“Be there in a minuet.” Lance replied folding the page and hiding the letter under his bed resting on top of his memory box. He opened the door and smiled at Hunk who took in his puffy red eyes and didn’t hesitate to give the smaller paladin a hug. “Homesick bud?”
Lance chuckled glancing back at the letter “yeah… something like that.”

“You’re going to fall one day.”

Member: Mark Lee x Reader
Genre: Little Angst/little Fluff 
Word Count: 1,944 words

Y’all this is my first scenario, I hope you enjoy! It’s a little rushed, sorry about that! Also please tell me if you like it or not, please~

(A/N I just reread this and realized that i have many typos sorry friends;;;)

-TT

Originally posted by haechannie

Another day at school. At least it was Friday, and you didn’t have much to do in most of your classes. You sighed, your dumbass stayed up late again scrolling through your explore page on Instagram.

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My hero- A Jasper Hale Imagine

A/N: I hope you don’t mind but instead of a oneshot I turned it into an imagine with (Y/N) instead of Bella’s name. I took five requests in hopes for a longer more detailed imagine. Thank you all so much for your patience, I know you are all going to really like this. 

Originally posted by cute-guysxx



Request #1: Jasper x Bella oneshot, Bella meets Jasper as a kid post in the park and he helps her get home over the years he appears in her life comforting her and being nice , she thinks he’s an imaginary friend . She moves to forks Washington and sees him in school and she thinks she’s going crazy . But when she’s almost hit by Tyler’s truck he saves her and she realizes he’s real and it’s basically the first chapter of twilight rewritten with Jasper. Please


Request #2: Ok so I’m 15 and I still sometimes get really paranoid abt things being under my bed or something (ok it’s super embarrassing) but could u do an imagine abt like jasper coming to put his human mate to sleep and finding her really scared Bc she thinks there is a monster under her bed and then he checks and comforts her and tells her stories of his past life until she falls asleep? Thanks. Love ur blog g😍


Request #3: I’m so happy you’re still active. Do you still take requests? If so, could you write one where jasper saves the reader from a group of men? Kind of like when Bella was about to be attached in the second book. Maybe some angst, then some jasper fluff?


Request #4:Could you write a Jasper x reader imagine where it’s like super fluffy and sweet? I can’t seem to find a huge amount of love for my precious baby in the fandom and I need some! Please and thank you 😊


Request #5:Could you write something with jasper where he’s you’re mate, and you’re human, and he’s super protective over you, especially with men. 

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The Office

AN//: hello dis is 4u. I made it. special thx to my friend @rogueimagination for givin me writing advice and givin me da courage 2 post. plss let me kno what u think !!! much love <3

Pairing: Dylan O’Brien + Reader

Word Count: 3364

Warnings: Swearing

Originally posted by fandoms-always

Originally posted by dylanholyhellobrien


“I guess what I’m saying is… we should see other people.”

I bit my lip hard and held back tears. A million thoughts ran through my head at once, but nothing seemed to make sense. Weren’t we happy together? I guess not. Because here I am, getting dumped.

What did I do? Why doesn’t he like me anymore? Did he even like me to begin with? There must be another girl. No, he would never cheat.

I lifted the corners of my lips as much as I could without falling apart.

“Yes, I think that would be best too,” I lied. Not wanting to look pathetic by overreacting and breaking down, but also wanting to get the hell out of here as fast as possible.

I turned away but found myself glancing back at him one last time.

“Goodbye Dylan.”

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The Room Where it happens by dr--awesome8

Aaron Burr was not happy. Alexander had ignored him and went off to talk with Thomas and James, and when he tried to go over, they yelled at him to go away! Aaron felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes and he sat on the swing, staring at the three boys talking excitedly at the top of the slide. Why couldn’t he be included? Was something wrong with him? He needed to get more
in-four-may-shon. Timidly, he got off the swing and walked over to Hercules and Peggy, who were talking about their next spy mission.

“Hi Aaron!” Peggy said, waving excitedly. Hercules smiled and nodded in greeting. “Is something wrong?”

“Alex and Thomas won’t let me play with them, and-and I need to know why!” Aaron yelled, again fighting back tears.

Peggy looked confused, “But I thought we were all friends? Why are they being mean?”

“I don’t know! Can you guys spy on them and tell me what they’re
dis-cuss-ing?”

Hercules shifted awkwardly, “I’m sorry, but Alex made me swear not to spy on him and Thomas, he said it was too im-port-ant.”

“O-oh.” Aaron sniffled, turning away and running to the opposite side of the playground, rushing past Mr. Washington, who called out to him, asking what was wrong. The young boy found his favorite spot behind the old oak tree and angrily buried his head in his hands. It wasn’t fair! Why would they leave him out?! What had he done?! Aaron sobbed loudly, and became aware of someone approaching him. “Go away!”

“Aaron?” Mr. Washington asked gently, putting a hand on his shoulder, “Why are you upset?”

Aaron opened his mouth to lie, but thought better of it. He didn’t want to lie to Mr. Washington. “A-Alex and Thomas won’t let me play with them- and-and I just want to be in the room where it happens but I can’t!”

“How about we go talk to them, so you can say how bad you feel about being left out, okay?”

Aaron nodded, wiping the tears out of his eyes and allowing Mr. Washington to take his hand and lead him back to the other toddlers. Aaron smiled a little. He was finally going to be in the room where it happens!


Tfw they finally let you into the room where it happens! Thanks to Mr Washington. xD

Everything You Ask For

Pairing: Philip Hamilton x reader
Word Count: 2,177ish
T/W: Smut! 
A/N: For Anon’s request: “Philip x reader imagine where they go to a ball together and Philip becomes incredibly annoyed/jealous because a bunch of different guys come up to the reader and ask her for a dance, and while the reader thinks it’s adorable how jealous/protective Philip is of her, he can’t tolerate the looks and requests the guys are giving so he takes the reader back to his house and stuff happens (if ya know what I mean😉😉😂)” 
I gotchu ;) (Set in Hamiltime!) Philip biting you in public?


You were beyond excited that you were actually going to a ball! And best of all with your boyfriend Philip, who treated you just like a princess. About three weeks before the ball Philip’s “Uncle” Hercules made you a dress, and on the day of the ball it was perfect! You had picked out a gorgeous colour, the top rested just under your collarbones, revealing your shoulders. The bottom poofed out magnificently, but not obnoxiously. You really felt like an absolute princess!

“You ready, Philip?” you called from behind a closed door.

“Ready!” he responded from outside.

You stepped out of the room, attempting to hide a smile as Philip’s jaw dropped a little and he raised his eyebrows. Walking closer to you, he took your hands and gave you a twirl. Once you were facing him again, he brought you into his arms. 

“You look beautiful,” Philip whispered, leaning his forehead down against yours.

You giggled a little as Philip kissed your cheek. For a moment you almost forgot you were at the Hamilton’s house, until you heard someone clear their throat. Both you and Philip turned to face the direction of the sound, only to see Alexander, Philip’s father, standing there. You felt a blush rise to your cheeks as you stepped away from Philip, pushing your hair behind your ear nervously.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell Mom,” Alexander held his hand out to you, “she’d insist the two of you get married this very moment.” 

You took his hand and he, just like his son, gave you a twirl.

“You look wonderful, I see Herc didn’t fail you.” As you nodded in agreement he walked over to Philip, “Now, your mother and I are going to the Washington’s for the night, since it’s a fair distance, we’ll be staying with them. Overnight. Eliza wanted me to tell you that y/n is welcome to stay at our house tonight given the winter conditions outside. We’ll be leaving shortly after you.”

Philip respectfully nodded. 

“Alright, you’d better get going or you’ll be late.” Alexander said before bidding you a goodnight and heading back downstairs. 

You and Philip headed out to the ball, it was a chilly winter night, but not too terribly cold. Once the two of you arrived at the ball, Philip immediately held you close. You looked around the room and spotted George Eacker along with his group of friends, whom Philip hated. You simply avoided eye contact as you knew very well that George was always flirting with you and was sure to come over if he saw you. To your dismay he had already spotted you.

You turned to face Philip, “Don’t get upset, but-”

“Hello Miss Y/n,” George was suddenly at your side, “Ah, hello, Philip…”

You put a hand on Philip’s chest to stop him from stepping forward.

“George…” Philip said.

“Mind if I barrow her for a moment?” George pulled you from Philip’s side before you could respond, “Don’t get upset Hamilton, it’s just a dance.”

George linked his arm with yours as he lead you to the ballroom dance floor. A slow song started and you felt his hand tightly on your waist. He pulled you a little too close for comfort, but you went with it, reminding yourself that it was just one dance. Even though Philip and him never got along, you didn’t really know why, so whenever he came around you tried to be polite, but not too friendly.

“So, are you really being pleased by Philip?” George asked, attempting to sound charming.

“Philip is everything I could ever ask for,” you responded, swaying with him in rhythm.

“But does he give you everything you ask for?” George smirked.

You looked away from him, spotting Philip across the ballroom. He looked so jealous, it was actually kind of adorable. Even when other girls came up to him he politely declined and pointed to you, causing you to smile. Philip truly was everything you could ask for, he was loyal and sweet and passionate and completely in love with you.

“Yes,” you arched an eyebrow, looking back to George, “he does.”

The rest of the dance was quiet and when it was over you headed back towards Philip, but was stopped on your way over. One of George’s younger friends asked to dance with you. Since he was younger than you, you naturally thought nothing of it, maybe he was just being sweet. So you danced with him for a song. You let out a deep breath and made your way back across the floor. You were almost to Philip when a tall, strong, young man asked for a dance. You accepted once again, unfortunately this young man was quite bold. He held you close against him, a little too close for your liking. The breaking point for Philip was when he looked over to see some guy whispering in your ear and tightening his grip on your waist. 

“Mind if I cut in?” Philip asked, holding out his hand for yours.

The young man willingly handed you over to Philip, who made sure to hold you even tighter against him as you danced. It was just perfect, Philip watched your lips as you told him just how happy you were that he had come in. His eyes trailed down your neck and to your collarbones, his eyes continued a little farther, until your voice snapped him out of his daze and he looked back up to your lips. Your gaze was just over Philip’s shoulder as you watched other people dancing around you.

“I mean thank goodness!” you sighed finally happy in Philip’s arms. “I thought that would never en-”

About half way through your sentence you let out a quiet gasp, Philip’s mouth was suddenly on your neck. The action was sudden, but you couldn’t deny that if felt wonderful. You felt him gently suck at your sensitive skin. As he pressed a soft kiss over your now forming bruise, Philip stared down George letting him and his little gang know you were his and his alone. Brining his stare back up to meet you, your heart was racing. And he could tell from the way your chest was rising and falling against him, that you had enjoyed it.. Without saying a word, Philip took your hand and lead you out of the ballroom. 

“I cannot believe you did that!” you said once you were outside; your tone was excited yet shocked.

“What?”

“You know exactly what Philip Hamilton!” you smiled, stopping your strides, forcing him to look back at you.

He grabbed you by the waist, your hands resting on his chest, “That was just the start.”

He smirked before placing a kiss on your lips. The two of you headed home as fast as you could. Stumbling through the front door, Philip couldn’t seem to keep himself off you. His lips were back on your neck and he was tugging at your dress. You slipped Philip’s coat off and started working the buttons of his vest, soon adding that to the floor. Both of you ditched your shoes about halfway across the room. He kissed from the base of your neck up to your jawline.

“Ph-Philip,” you gasped, “Shouldn’t we find a room?”

“You’re absolutely right,” 

With that Philip picked you up bridal style, carrying you up the stairs and to his room. Setting you back on the ground he began untying the back of your dress. Your breathing became heavier as you felt his lips against the top of your shoulder, before his hands slipped your dress off, following the curves of your body as he slid it down. Once the dress was on the floor, his hands reached around to your chest, gently massaging you. 

“Mmm, Philip,” you breathed out, closing your eyes and enjoying the bliss. 

“Yes?” he whispered between kisses.

Turning around you wrapped your arms around his neck and kept your lips just inches from his, “I want you.”

Lifting you up once again, you wrapped your legs around his waist as he locked lips with you. The sensation of his hands against your bare back sent little tingles through your body. Lying you down on the bed, he made quick work of his shirt and returned to you. Finally, you could feel his skin against yours. You held his face in your hands as he kissed you with a fierce passion. His hand traveled to your side until he reached the waistband of your undergarments. He broke the kiss to slid them off you, Running his hand along your thigh as he peppered kisses across your face, gaining a giggle from you.

“This doesn’t seem fair,” you boldly reached a hand down to palm him.

Philip just responded with a growl, standing up to undress himself before returning to you. 

“I want you, Philip,” you whined.

With your permission, he centered himself and pushed into you. You tightened your grip on Philip’s biceps, arching your back, and gasping at the feeling of him inside you. He gave you time to adjust as you moaned his name. He placed a kiss to your sternum and up to your neck. You nodded and closed your eyes. He began rocking his hips against yours, and it felt heavenly. 

You slid your hands to his back, feeling his muscles flex along with his motion. You rubbed his shoulder blades, grazing your fingernails down to his sides. His thrusts became harder and you let out another gasp of pleasure. Philip nipped at your neck. Pressing your chest against him, his name fell from your lips once again.

“I love you.” Philip said against your skin in a husky voice. 

“Ah- Philip!” you tossed your head back, bringing your hands back to his biceps, squeezing tightly.

You felt a tightening rise in your core. You tried to ignore the feeling, but with the way Philip was slamming into you it was hard to ignore. Everything he did made you feel like pure bliss. You enjoying every moment of this sweet heated passion. Philip worshiped your body and you absolutely adored his. Feeling his hand travel down your side sending a surge of chills through your body. 

“Ph- Philip,” you rested your forehead against his shoulder as you squeezed your knees on either side of him. 

Brining your arms around his neck you held on tightly, dipping his hips down a little he hit your g-spot. Your mouth fell open and you closed your eyes. Soon a wave of bliss came over your entire body. With Philip continuing his motion, it only intensified your sensation. You nearly yelled his name when your orgasm hit its peak. As you calmed down from your high you wanted to give Philip the same feeling. You began to kiss and suck at his neck, tangling a hand in his curls, while the other rested on his chest. You whispered sweet nothing’s to him in between whimpers of his name.

“Fuck,” Philip dropped his forehead to the crook of your neck.

You felt him twitch inside you, you rocked your hips up against his to further pleasure him. His hand gripped onto your hip. A few curses along with your name fell from his lips as he came undone. You stroked his hair as his muscles tensed. After a few moments, he kissed along your jawline, across your cheek and gave you a deep kiss to your lips. He lied beside you, catching his breath, after too long you two were under the covers and he held you in his arms.

“That was wonderful, Philip,” you whispered, rubbing up and down his forearm, which was crossed in front of your chest, holding you.

You are wonderful,” Philip kissed your shoulder.

The quiet, dark room was peaceful as you drifted off to sleep in the arms of someone who loved you more than anything in this life. After tonight, you knew what was to come next and you absolutely loved the idea of spending the rest of your life with Philip.

….

“I’m glad we made it home before the storm hit, even though George insisted we stay…I’m glad we’re home” Alexander lead Eliza through the front door, “Light a candle would you, darling?”

Eliza was quick to light a candle and return to Alex’s side.

“Oh,” Eliza held out the light to reveal different articles of clothing scattered on the ground.

“Let us see where this leads?” Alexander linked an arm with Eliza as they followed the miniature trail of clothes you and Philip had left.

Quietly walking up the stairs, Eliza pointed to Philip’s vest draped over the stair railing. They both raised their eyebrows with a smile and continued. They reached Philip’s door and Alexander slowly opened it. Even though the light was dim they could still see Philip with his arms around you, perfectly covering your chest. You fingers were intertwined with his. Both of you looked so happy and so peaceful. Eliza let out a quiet aww.

“Well, it’s about time he fuc-” Eliza glared at Alexander, “I mean, right..about time he found a girl.”

“Oh…he’s just like you.” Eliza leaned her head against Alex’s shoulder, holding his hand as he quietly closed the door and they headed down the hall.

“Yeah, except I didn’t take that long to fuck you.” 

Eliza nudged her husband as she blew out the candle.  

anonymous asked:

Gaston reader where they put Gaston jr to bed and gaston wants another child. Smut or no smut.

(Anon) I NEED MORE GASTON AS A DAD IMAGINES. Fluffy af, too. 

My command is your request (reference and pun intended). 


“And then all his toes fell right off!“ You ended your tale with a grand arm gesture, making sure to give your son a fright.

“All because he didn’t eat his vegetables?” Little Gaston gasped, pulling his blankets up towards his mouth in horror.

You nodded solumnly.

“That can’t be right, can it Papa?” Your son asked as he looked towards his doorway where your husband stood, his arms crossed and an amused smile quickly disappearing from his face.

Gaston nodded with a shrug, “Unfortunately, Little Me, it is,” he sighed heavily. “In the middle of a dance in the tavern a few years ago, saw it myself. All eleven fell clean off.”

“Don’t you mean-”

“A big toe sprouted from his heel because he didn’t eat his fish,” Gaston shook his head sadly. “Poor man, Jacques was such a good dancer.”

“Jacques with the limp?

"We’re only trying to protect you, honey,” you leaned over Gaston Jr’s bed to tuck him in. “Promise Maman and Papa that you won’t end up like Jacques?”

“I promise, Maman!” Little Gaston huffed, saluting to his father just as he was taught.

Taking hardly three paces across the room, Gaston leaned down and kissed his son on the forehead. “Good lad,” he affectionately mussed his sons hair before kissing him again. “Good lad.”

You said your goodnights to Gaston Jr and made your way to your room. Gaston washed his face in the mirror basn beside the bed while you got comfortable in bed.

“I want another child, (Name),” Gaston announced as he pattced dry his cheeks. “Little Me is almost six now, that’s too long without a sibling.”

“Darling, I’m hardly 25,” you laughed, looking to your husband with a raised brow. “We have the time.”

Walking towards you, he nodded quietly. “Yes, but you forget, the war has aged me, I’m not the young stallion I once was.” Gaston crawled into bed beside you, allowing you to rest upon his bare chest.

Raising a brow, you trailed a finger along his sparse chest hair. “I beg to differ,” you tease in a flirtatious voice. “You were quite… youthful just yesterday.” 

“I have my moments,” Gaston snickered, smirking cockily at your praise. 

“Moments that last for hours,” you sighed dreamily, tracing your fingers down his torso and up again. “And hours, and hours.” Looking up coquettishly to your husband, you batted your eyelashes. “Why, Gaston Desrochers, you hardly let me get any sleep.” You puffed out your bottom lip in a pouty huff, letting your palm flatten against the bottom of his stomach, your fingertips barely grazing the hem of his pants.

There were moments when Gaston questioned why he chose you out of all the women in the village- like this morning when you hit him over the head with a wooden spoon because he wouldn’t stop picking at the food as you were cooking- but now was most certainly not one of those times. 

There were moments when you questioned why you agreed to marry Gaston in the first place- like yesterday when he decided it was a good idea to take his son up on the roof of the chicken coup and throw eggs at the neighbors goat- but as your husband growled out a laugh and crawled atop you, you remembered exactly why you said yes, yes, yes and oh god yes.

Pillow talk #5: What if...

“Okay, so we are sleepy…”

“And high.”

“Yeah, and that.” she laughed, her little arms hugging his chest and her face cuddle in the middle. Hyde moved his arm up, his hand caressing Jackie’s hair while she spoke. “So…”

“Soooo?”

“Can I ask a question? And don’t say that i’m already asking, I’ll tickle you to death!”

He laughed back and nodded.

“Good.” she said, then sighed. “If you could… uh, what would you say to your younger self?”

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Today (ethan/reader)

requested by numerous people!

based on today by gary allan

part one part three

a/n- this is like part two to i got the boy, but in ethan’s pov, kinda, and once again, flashbacks are in italics!

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Turf Wars part 4

Betty bit down on the inside of her cheek, her eyes darting from the beanie wearing boy in front of her, she was plotting her escape, a look Jughead knew all to well.

“Betty? What’s the matter? You know my dad?” Jughead dropped his head, his eyes scanning hers for some kind of answer, an explanation as to why she suddenly looked trapped, almost…guilty.

“Little Juggie jones.” She whispered the nickname he hadn’t heard in years, her eyes wide “I’ve…I’ve gotta go. It’s getting late, I’ve got .. umm I just have to go.” With that she turned on her heel and moved to sprint away. Jughead was quicker though and captured her wrist before she could get far, spinning her around to face him.

“You know me. And I.. I know you too?” It wasn’t really a question more of a statement but there was something in Betty’s eyes that seemed so strangely familiar, he had to know.

Betty swallowed thickly, her eyes finally landing on his

“Yeah.. Jughead. I know you. You probably don’t remember me. We were so young, we couldn’t have even been five.” She looked up at him with a tiny smile, clearly the memories were fond for her and it just made Jughead all the more angry that he couldn’t remember. How could he forget those eyes?

Suddenly she shifted again, pulling her wrist from his hands “I shouldn’t even be talking to you, your dads gonna have my ass if he finds out, he’s worked so hard to keep you out of Serpent business. It’s best if we pretend "this”“ she gestured between the two "never happened.”

She turned again but once again he was quicker, he moved to stand directly in front of her

“Woah. Slow down. What are you talking about? Since when does my dad decide who I can and can’t talk to? Maybe you’ve noticed but he’s not really much of a dad.”

Betty stiffened, her eyes narrowing
“Everything F.P did he did for you. For you and your family. I know it doesn’t feel like it but don’t think he wanted to leave you. Don’t listen to anyone who tells you different.” Her eyes softened and she grabbed his hand again “I’m not saying he’s father of the year, but he loves you. He talks about you all the time, always asks if any of us have seen you at games or if you hang around the basketball courts.” She smiled softly.

Jughead took a deep breathe, closing his eyes to process. His father still thought about him? Asked about him? Why did Fred tell him his father had never wanted him? It didn’t make sense. He felt Betty pulling away slowly but he stopped her by interlacing their fingers.

“I don’t want you to go.” He started. Betty’s eyes looking sad as she went to explain, he cut her off and continued “I don’t want you to go” he repeated “I know who you are and what you do, You’re a Serpent, obviously a pretty influential one considering how everyone pretty much follows you like you’re the leader in a game of simon says.”

Betty smiled softly , rolling her eyes

“But it doesn’t matter to me, we have a past, even if I can’t remember it, I want to learn. I want to know about you. All about you. You know my dad, you know part of my story, tell me part of yours.” Jughead cupped her chin and brought her eyes to his.

Betty looked up at him and leaned into his hand, her eyes fluttering, “okay” she whispered. “Okay.” She led Jughead to the curb of the parking lot and sat down, Jughead following her lead. He squeezed her fingers and she took a deep breathe before beginning

“My name is Betty Cooper and I was never wanted…”

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Your Most Beautiful Moment in Life pt.1: Ch16
(Non-idol!AU) Jungkook loved you, you love Jin, and Jin loves his baby brother so much that he broke your heart. Letting go of his own feelings, Jungkook hopes that Jin could make things right.

Prol. | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | Epi.


“Think of myself he says…” Jin approaches your department’s office wing. Thinking of myself means thinking of you… the one who’s never far from my thoughts, who’s always in my heart, whom I can’t separate from myself.

“How can I go back? But if our Jungkook thinks it’s possible… then it should be.” Summoning a smile on his face that’s far more confident than he feels, he enters your department, only to encounter your empty desk.

The woman in the desk next to yours, whom he recognizes as Seulgi, looks up at him, but doesn’t say anything. Ignoring the uneasy air, Jin asks: “May I ask, is Y/N here?”

She rolls her eyes. “You can see that she isn’t.”

Unsure what to do next, he stands there wondering if he should wait or if he should search the entire building for you. He looks at your desk again and notices that the lunch box he has left there is gone. All throughout the week, he has left lunchboxes for you, and they always came back to him clean. At least I know she’s eating well…

“Excuse me…” a girl, whose chin-length bob made her look too young to be out of school, bows her head at him. He recognizes her as the intern you’ve taken under your wing.

“Hello.” He bows slightly in return. “You’re…”

“I’m, well, Y/N-sunbae has been helping me out. I’ve seen her with you before, Seokjin-sunbae.” She glances up as she speaks, but her gaze always returns to the floor.

“You must’ve. We’re… friends.”

He hears a scoff behind him. He turns around to see Seulgi glaring at him. “You’re friends?” she sneers.

“Y-Yes…” he stutters.

“Seokjin, everyone in the entire office knows what happened the last time the two of you were together.”

His jaw drops, remembering how he had forced a drunken kiss on you, but her next words make him feel even worse.

“Seokjin’s little stray. That’s what everyone calls her now. You chased her away good. So, why are you here?” She raises a perfectly-groomed brow.

“That…” he gasps. “That was… a misunderstanding.”

“Maybe it’s none of my business, Y/N and I are just co-workers while she’s close to you, or at least she was. But even just hearing about what happened… I don’t think you should come here anymore.”

“I really need to talk to her,” he says softly.

Seulgi sighs. “She’s hardly around. She volunteered to be Vice-President Song’s interpreter while he’s working on that new account.”

“She hates that job.”

“I think she hates being here more, with everyone from Sales barking behind her back.”

Jin bites his trembling lip. He doesn’t say anything until he’s sure that his voice won’t shake. “Seulgi, thank you for being concerned about Y/N. I’ll keep coming back… and…” He bows deeply and starts to leave, but he hears a timid cough.

“Yes?” He turns back to the forgotten intern.

“Here.” She returns his lunchbox to him.

“Did she like it?” he asks.

“Well,” she shakes her head. “Sunbae gives us these lunches… she says she doesn’t want to waste food.”

His heart sinks even lower. “I see–”

“You don’t really get to eat as Vice-President Song’s interpreter,” Seulgi interjects, keeping her eyes on her laptop screen as she types. “You go to all those fancy lunches but you have to keep the conversation going for all the big bosses.”

He bows at both of them again and all but runs out of the department before he can lose all composure. Hyperventilating, feeling like he can’t get enough air, Jin escapes to the emergency stairwell and sits on the steps until he can force at least the appearance of calm. Y/N, what can I do? There must be something I can do…

First, to do the one thing he can actually do right now. He squares his shoulders and a stone-cold expression settles on his face before he heads for the Sales Department.

I Bet It Stung (M)

Originally posted by jackandjael

Genre: Smut/Angst

Summary: When there’s sexual tension between you and your potential boyfriend, You come up with a reckless plan to deter an awkward hookup. Finding a fuck buddy. The thing about reckless plans though, they’re bound to backfire badly. Hopefully you can come back from this. (Mark x Reader, Bambam x Reader )

Warnings: Piercings , Boys who Dab, Underage alcohol use

Word count: 9,684

Written by: Smutty Jaefairy

A/N: Here’s some Mark and Bambam (No dabbing, sadly)  smut and drama. This was fun to write. The title is  a song from Tegan and Sara’s So Jealous album. I  listened to it on repeat while doing this, give it a try if you like breakup music. I hope you guys enjoy it :’)

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Let me give you the world (SFW)

Originally posted by abcadz123

A/N: Hello! So i’ve been hella inactive, so i wrote this thingy with OtaYuri to celebrate a very late Valentine’s day. It’s heeeelllaaaaa long, but I hope you guys enjoy it. It was fun to write ♥ I think Yuri is like 18 here or something?? I don’t know, maybe??

There’s no proofreading at the end because I’m way too lazy guys, help

Words: 3,541 (I am so so sorry omg, under the cut for obvious reasons)


Otabek opened his eyes at the first ring of his alarm, (Yuri hates him so much because he’s the kind of person that gets up when it’s time), he poked a hand out of the blankets to turn it off, not wanting to wake up Yuri just yet.

Once the alarm was off he turned around to leave a kiss on Yuri’s forehead like every morning, however, he was surprised to find out that Yuri wasn’t laying right beside him, instead, a pink note was laying on his partner’s pillow. Otabek frowned, rubbing the sleepiness off his eyes and taking the folded note in his fingers. His name written in Yuri’s elegant calligraphy.

Otabek, I prepared like the cheesiest shit for Valentine’s day. You can’t laugh. Go to the kitchen.

-Yuri

Otabek felt his cheeks getting warm as a big smile started to pull at the corners of his mouth. He got up with a jump, walking (more like running) towards the kitchen. Yuri Plisetsky preparing something for Valentine’s day? The the Yuri Plisetsky who gets all flustered when Otabek brushes his har with his fingers? That’s definitely something forward to see.

He stopped by the entrence of the kitchen when a delicious smell filled his nostrils. He peeked into the room and his mouth watered when he saw his favorite breakfast waiting for him in the counter, a tablet and another pink note laying beside it.

Press play, dork

-Yuri

Otabek turned on the tablet and pressed play to the vide where he saw Yuri leaning against the counter.

“Yo, Otabek”, he brushed his blonde hair back with his hand. “Ah, I think I should say something… sweeter…”, he cleared his throat, looking away as his hand traveled down to scratch at the back of his neck, Otabek noticed how his cheeks started to turn pink. “Good morning, Altin. I made your favorite breakfast and also the smoothie you like, that one is in the frige”, he pointed to the fridge in the video and Otabek turned just to see another pink note.

“I can’t be there with you because I have more things prepared for you”, a happy smile broke into Yuri’s face. “But enjoy this breakfast because I woke up very early to make it! A-ah… and I made it with love”, Otabek laughed and at the same time Yuri did in the video. “Enjoy your breakfast and keep following the notes!”, he waved and the video ended.

Otabek was tempted to replay the video, but he remebered the note in the fridge, so with long steps he made his way to it, opening it up as soon as he took it.

Your smoothie is inside! After breakfast you’ll have to go to /men’s shop/ and said to the first employee you see that you came for “My best present ever”, like that, if you don’t say it they’ll not give it to you

-Yuri

Otabek rolled his eyes, reading the note over and over again. He could hear Yuri’s voice inside his head and his heart was jumping excitedly at Yuri’s next surprise. So far, Otabek didn’t know what to expect, turning back at his breakfast his stomach growled, desperate to dig in that glorious-looking plate, though, Otabek started to lead to the bathroom before anything else. His bladder about to explode.

He found another pink note in the bathroom’s mirror.

You look stunning today.

-Yuri ❤”

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"Necessary Evil" (villainous Drabbles)

It was a Saturday and it was the day the villainous group went to the mall, due to Dementia’s constant badgering for wanting new clothes from Burn Reference, a clothing store filled with dark clothes and ripped fabric. Black Hat never understood it, why do humans want to buy jeans that were torn? He was sitting on a bench, waiting outside while holding out his cane, watching unsuspecting shoppers fall on their faces.

“Okay!” Dementia yelled out happily, holding out one small bag while Flug was carrying a mountain of bags. He was already sweating under his paper bag.

“Can we go home now?” Dr. Flug moaned, 5.0.5 offered his assistance and picked up most of the load off of the doctor. Flug let out a sigh and gave the bear a pat. “Oh thanks 5.0.5…”

Black Hat eye twitched in annoyance and crossed his arms. “We are not leaving until I get one of those pretzel hot dogs…the whole cart I mean. Dr.Flug it will be your job to carry it to the car.”

Dr.Flug slumped foreword in defeat. “Yes sir.”

“Good, now let’s get going.” Black Hat grinned as he took the lead. But on the way there, the group noticed a young man standing in their way, dressed like some sort of a hippie skater, with his arm firmly wrapped around a young women. She scowled and gave him a look of disgust.

“I told you not to touch me!” She ranted, hitting his arm off but the man didn’t get the message and put his arm around her again.

“Come on, Babe-I’m giving you a compliment, I just want your number.” He gave out a laugh when she snorted.

Black Hat’s eyes narrowed and as they made their way closer, he tightened the grip of his short cane.

“Too bad! Now let go or else-!”

“Hey I’ll leave when you give me a hug goodbye.” The apprehensive man replied, not noticing Black Hat behind him.

“Excuse me, but you’re in my way!” Black Hat said making the man turn to his direction. The man was suddenly hit in the gut with Black Hat’s cane. When he bent over, from the pain, Black Hat struck his cane down over the human’s back, making him fully fall down to the ground. The young women had already backed away to see Black Hat spin his cane and place it over his arm. Black Hat smirked and walked over the groaning man’s back like a throw rug. Dementia giggled loudly and hopped on the man’s back before following Black Hat. Dr. Flug avoided walking over the man but instead “accidentally” kicked some dust in his eyes. 5.0.5 did the most decent thing and that was picking up the man, carrying him towards a garbage bin and dumping him in it. The bear dusted his paws and walked back to the group.

“Now!” Black Hat exclaimed. “Get me that food machine!”

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I hope you all like it! ^_^

Thoughts about Spn 12x20

SPOILERS! SPOILERS! SPOILERS!

I mostly liked this episode, even though it was really dark (why do you have to be like this Supernatural?) The BMoL-story spelled out some things we already know and moved the story into an expected direction. The witch-twins-story felt like a mirror to a mirror to a mirror; it referenced the past, it served as a parallel to both the brothers and Mary and their complicated relationship and it sure for foretod some stuff we will very likely see in the remaining episodes (and maybe the next season as well).

So, let’s take a closer look.

Alicia & Max

I admit I was both exited to see them again and at the same time worried they would kill of their only current queer character (well one that is already out of the closet), so… good news is Max survived.

But let’s start at the beginning. Alicia is worried, Max isn’t. The same way Dean was worried enough about their father that he went to Sam in the pilot and Sam tried to reassure him (of course things changed after Jess died). Alicia believes her brother is closer to their mother because they are both witches; Sam thought Dean was closer to John because they bonded through hunting. But as it turned out Sam was much more like John than Dean could ever be and Alicia’s instinct about her mother turned out to be right.

They paired up Sam with Alicia here and Dean with Max, and yeah I’m glad Dean got to spent some time with the cute boy (and Max complimenting the Impala was definitely flirting). But mostly it worked towards the end where Max’s situation paralled Dean’s. Yes, both Winchesters made deals in the past, but Max losing both a parent and a sibling reminded me most of Dean at the end of season 2. Both lost all of their (remaining) family. Both were desperate; if Dean wouldn’t have shot the witch Max would have taken the deal. And well, Dean knows it, he can’t even blame him. Their offer to stick around and help with the burial? That was because they already suspected Max to do something stupid. and now I’m pretty sure we will see him (and Robo!Alicia) again in season 13 and the Winchesters will learn what he did.

I really like the scene where Dean talked with Tasha (who is definitely a witch because she looks way too young to have two adult kids). I think it made sense for him to bond with a mom character; both because he has been a parent to Sam almost all of his life but also because he just learned to be a son again with the return of Mary. And what Tasha told him, that parents aren’t perfect but just people, is a lesson he learned all season long. For a moment I suspected him to flirt with her (because the actress was really gorgeous) but I’m glad they didn’t go there.

I think the case itself was full of foretelling. The witch tried to get out of her deal, to rest her burden on someone else. This season we already witnessed someone taking someone’s else deal: Mary swaping her place with her sons in 12x09. Something like this might happen again either with her or Cas (#cosmicconsequences). Dean prevented Max from taking the offer but in the end Max still made a deal; could it be that Sam or Dean make a deal even though Cas tried to prevent them from doing it?

Dean refered to Cas as a sock puppet and creepy dolls/marionettes is what we deal with. They still have their memories, they appear to be the real person, but they are not. Cas is currently not himself anymore. This might refer to Mary as well. We had two characters who were supposed to be dead but were still there in a way: Tasha as a doll and Mick who still seemed to sent messages. Mary is supposed to be dead but yet she is still around. Could this mean she is in some way or another not real/came back wrong from the dead? (Hello Buffy season 6 references, haven’t seen you in a while)

Ketch & Mary

It took a while for Mary’s bullshit dedector to work but I’m glad it still functions. I’m also glad that the episode explained to us that until now Mary hadn’t seen Ketch torture someone, that she didn’t kow he loves to do this, that, in her own words, he is a psychpath. It explains why up until now she no problem working with him. He was rough, sure. But rough is what Mary knows, rough is how she grew up. Rough is how she is (”not a hugger”), what made her attractive to Ketch in the first place and what is the reason for all her disconnection with Dean, because this is not what he needs (remember, Dean wuv hugs). Now she gets more inside into Ketch and it doesn’t take her long to figure out who he really is and what he has done (and what he plans to do).

Using a shapeshifter as the monster to toture of course was full of symbolism. I think the shifter did sense some form of affection Ketch has for Mary, hence taking her form, but it of course did foretell the end of episode, where the real Mary is about to get tortured. When the shifter took the form of Ketch we learned that Ketch lies all the time (psychopath, remember) but it also made me wonder; didn’t we learn in 1x06 that shifters have access to the memories and feelings of the one they turn into ? (The same way the dolls had acces to the memories of the one they impersonate) Did the shifter spell out some truths about Ketch while Mary was listening?

I think it is clear now that Ketch’s feelings for Mary are… complicated. Of course he wanted to sleep with her again and later he even offered her to keep her safe. He doesn’t seem to care about anyone but there is something about Mary (see what I did there?) that makes him soft. We will see if Mary might use this to her advantage/if it becomes Ketch’s downfall. Also while they were fighting he gave me major creeps; I thought for a moment he would assault her. But man that was a good fight; Mary is badass and sure knows how to use brass knuckles.

We know now more about the BMoL’s plan to kill all American hunters: Garth, Claire and Eileen are on their list (all connected to Sam & Dean) as well as the brothers. From those I think Garth is most likely to become a victim, simpy because I can’t see the show killing off Claire and/or Eileen (and hands off of Jody as well). Ketch also now knows Mary’s email password, so he might use this for a trap.

Sam & Dean

(Ok, mostly Dean)

I loved how Dean was full in worried boyfriend modus and even caled his mother to talk about it. The only reason he didn’t immediately tried to find Cas again was because Sam used the magic words: Tasha is on a hunting trip and hasn’t been home in a few days. This of course Dean gets.

Also, Dean was jealous of the family, of Tasha who seemed more like the mother he wished Mary to be, and her relationship to her children. But as Tasha said: parents are people after all.

Also also, Dean can’t hold a damn wine glass. Like really. That’s it. See you next week and hope the best from the worst (aka Bucklemming).

littleladykokomos  asked:

Vampire yuri on ice? I just like the bitey bite >.>

The thing about vampires – other than the garlic, which isn’t true, and the lack of reflection, which is only true for silver-plated mirrors, and not at all true for modern cameras – is that Yuuri doesn’t mind being one. He has always been a night owl, so the lack of sunlight isn’t a problem, and he has been told that with enough millennia under his skin, he can withstand it for a few hours without bursting into flames.

Such a nice thought.

Tonight Yuuri arrived at the ball long after the sun went down, dressed in a beautiful bespoke suit with a diamond-studded mask, black feathers flaring behind his ears. He could have worn a dress, and he might next time, just to see the look of shock on some of these lords’ and ladies’ faces. Even now, the dusty old hawks are eyeing him with interest, wondering who this mysterious young guest is, and how much money he might have. Probably for marriage, or something equally boring.

Not that Yuuri really cares. He’s too busy staring across the ballroom at the highly desirable Viktor Nikiforov as he smiles charmingly at a gaggle of ladies and their sparkling children. Literally sparkling – decked in so many jewels that Yuuri has to blink a few times to chase the afterimages away.

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117 please!

She’s 6, how can she scare you?

“Robert she’s six, how can she scare you?” Aaron couldn’t quite believe what he was hearing.

Pausing in his typing Robert looked at Aaron over his laptop, before replying, “you’ve met April, right? She’s not a normal six-year-old Aaron, she knows things.”

Aaron couldn’t help but laugh at the look of utter terror on his husband’s face, “you make her sound like she’s a kid from a horror movie or something. She’s not going to hurt you, you know.” He gave him a playful smack on the arm as he walked past on his way to the kitchen. “Besides, what the hell do you mean by she knows things? I think you might be getting her mixed up with Faith there mate.”

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Pacino looks carefully at Remy, takes note of the hard look in his eye. Pacino recognized that look. He’d seen it in the eyes of the broken and angry young men he worked with in his charity. It was a look that made him determined to help them turn their lives around.

Pacino: Come by where I stay in South Newcrest sometime, Remy. We can cook out, have a few beers. Now that I’m seeing your sister.

Remy laughs: Yeah? That sounds cool. But don’t get too attached. My sister breaks hearts.

Mae: Oh Lord, here we go again.

Pacino smiles: It’s too late, I’m already attached. I care for her. What matters to her matters to me. It’s why I’m here.

Remy looks away. He liked Pacino, but he wasn’t the type of person Remy would ever be friendly with. Remy didn’t like to get close to people he couldn’t deceive, and he could instinctively tell Pacino wasn’t a person he could get over on.

Pacino matter of fact: You should come by where I work too, Remy. You know it, right? You been in South Newcrest recently. It’s the new youth group center right by St. Joseph’s. 

Remy hard: Why would I do that? 

Pacino: Mae told me you’re good with kids. Said you was real sweet to her little niece. It’s some kids I work with at my organization. I think you could be of benefit to them.

Remy irritated: How the f*ck would I be of benefit to any kids, Chino? I’m not sure what you’re talking about or what Mae told you. I admire what you’re doing back home but yeah…that ain’t me. Far from it. Listen, it was good seeing you, son. Mind if I talk to my sister alone for a minute?

Pacino nods: Sure. Good seeing you too, Remy. But think about it. Either way, it would be cool for us to hang. Mae, I’ll wait for you in the guest room.

Mae softly: Yeah baby. I’ll be right there. 

Jay’s princess being liked by a boy!

Artist: Jay Park

Parker’s Family themed

You and your daughter Jae eun were siting at sofa in the living room while you were helping her with her reading assignment. Parker had already finished all him homework way faster than Jae eun so he was enjoying the rest of the evening playing video games in his bedroom, but here you were sitting trying to get her to finish her assignment but shes was being a little playful.

“Okay baby pay attention over here” you called out to her trying to get her to focus, but shes been at this assignment for a while and was getting bored of it. 

“If you finish now you can have a snack and watch your favorite cartoon later on” you said and you could already see her getting excited that she quickly started doing her readings.

After a while and after you had finished Jae eun with her homework you heard the front door open and close, and after a while you saw your husbands face come to view with a smile on his face. You were so happy to see Jay trying his best to come home earlier to spend more time with you and the kids. 

“Daddyyy” you heard Jae eun shout next to you leaving her plate of fruits on the table and went running to Jay. 

“Hey there princess” 

“I missed you daddy” she said pouting even thought she saw him in the morning.

“I missed you more baby, what were you doing” he said and carried her to go and sit on the couch to join you, in which he leaned forward and kissed you. 

“Eating apple and strawberry” she said cutely with her accent that she still had.

“What a good girl you are” he said and kissed the top of her head in which she beamed happy to be praised. 

You guys were just sitting around enjoying each others company, and plus Jae eun telling you all about her day in kindergarten in which brought something that shes been meaning to tell Jay and was waiting until he got home.

“Daddy daddy, I want to show you something” she said

“What is it baby” he asked, she got off his lap and when to her school bag in which she had by the door for tomorrow, Jay was really wondering what she had this time. She came back with a red card and chocolate in her hand.

“Min-sung gave this to me” she said excited to be talking about her friend

“Whaaat, and whos that” Jay said totally changing his expression wondering who is this boy that has his daughters attention, and also after he read what the card said with all those hearts drawn on it.

“The boy in my class” she said 

“And why did he give you that” he asked further more

“Because he said he likes me” she said giggling and as if its obvious. You were just sitting back watching all the scene happen, it was super cute how Jay was super protective over his little girl.

“Baby you can’t do that” 

“Why not daddy” 

“Because your a princess and princesses don’t talk to boys like that, they can only be friends” he said and you could see her pouting. She looked at you wanting to confirm what Jay was saying is true and that hes not playing with her like always, you saw Jays looking at you with his eyebrows raised waiting to see what you would say, but you nodded anyway because she was too young for stuff like that.

“But daddy you love mommy” she said trying her luck to get him to change his mind.

“Because mommy is a queen” 

“I wanna be a queen too” she said

“You will be when you grow up” he said and again she looked at you waiting for confirmation in which you nodded again smiling at her cuteness. After a while of silence Jae eun spoke again her mind

“Daddy i’m a princess, do you still love me” she said worried, in which made you both die laughing at how adorable she was being. 

“Of course baby, I love you so so much” he said said which made her smile.

“Because your such a good girl, I will pick you up from school and we will go for ice cream okay” he said

“yaaaay” she said jumping in his lap

“Now give daddy a kiss” he said perking his lips waiting for her to kiss him and she said. 

“Where you going baby” he asked her when she got off his lap

“Mommy too” she said and got onto your lap to also give you a kiss

“Your so sweet baby” you said while you held her in your embrace loving the affection she was giving you. 


I know I barely mentioned Parker in this, and that’s because I wanted to keep the attention more on Jae eun for this scenario, but of course I will include him when I write other Parker family scenarios.