i need to go jogging more

Twenty-One Questions - Peter Parker

Words: 6,320 (sorry its super long, I got carried away)

Warnings: Unedited, very mild makeout session (;

Paring: Tony Stark’s Daughter x Peter Parker

The Avengers compound was quieter than normal Saturday night. The television flickered in the corner as the men switched flipped back and forth between NFL games. Natasha and Wanda chatted amongst themselves ignoring the sporting event like it was their job. Shouting resulted to a bare minimum much to the surprise of the young teenager propped on the kitchen bar stool. Peter Parker had been apart of the Avengers for a little over three months and never in his time apart of the team had he witnessed them so lifeless. The Avengers slumped around like deflated balloons lacking interest in all activities.

A soft sigh fell from Peter’s soft lips while he pushed himself off the metal seat. His warm brown eyes fell to the watch fasten around his wrist. 10:06, Aunt May would expect him home by midnight but with the lack of activity, calling it a night didn’t seem like such a horrible option. Peter was use to hating the time that rolled around when he was forced to take the long haul back to his apartment. The train rides were sketchy, the walk in the cold was gruesome, and the local New York civilians had a tendency to be the most bitter people in the world. But out of all the things Peter hated about having to leaving the tower, Y/n was by far the most.

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i want you (m) pt.1

Originally posted by jjks

pairing: taehyung x reader

genre: angst, fluff, smut (incl. public sex, bathroom sex, teasing etc..)

word count: 5k

description: i want you, and i can tell you want me too

a/n: it’s like 6am and i started writing at 3 but i wanted it out today as an apology for the yoongi fic, lol

[12:01AM] are u coming?

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Hands To Myself

Roughly inspired by Hand to Myself by Selena Gomez. 
Just a side note that I really can’t write smut, I feel incredibly weird so I do apologize for the cliff hanger ;)

Can’t keep my hands to myself
No matter how hard I’m trying to
I want you all to myself
You’re metaphorical gin and juice

I mean I could but why would I want to?

It was convenient that Tom and [Y/N] lived right across the street from one another. It meant that they could just walk over and not have to worry about the awful London traffic. Or even that if they drank a little too much, their home was just a few feet over. It was great. What wasn’t convenient was that Tom and his best mate, Harrison, always, like clockwork played basketball every morning. And [Y/N] had the front row seats with her window facing the cul-de-sac they played on. 

[Y/N] had never been a sexual person. She just kept her hands in her lap and behaved like a good girl but ever since she had starting dating Tom, it was getting a lot harder to maintain the proper ladylike persona her parents had raised her to have. It seemed that even the simplest movements Tom would make would send her senses into overdrive and force her to have the mind of horny thirteen year old boy. And [Y/N] could bet money that Tom had no idea what he was doing to her, he was always such a gentlemen when it came to her personal space. Of course they would cuddle and have make-out sessions but he was always aware of where his hands would be. And [Y/N] loved that for the most part, she was adoring that Tom wasn’t acting out on his hormones and was being respectful of her body because her body wasn’t a piece of property that he could invite himself into whenever he pleased. But, there were days where she wished he would just use all his pent up sexual urges and show her what she did to him. 

And it didn’t help that this morning, Tom was shirtless. The sun was kissing his body and causing every curve and dip of his muscles glisten from the sweat that was covering his upper body. It was a taunt and it was driving her insane. She stood by the window, watching Harrison and Tom play for a few more minutes before she decided that she needed to do something to get the idea of what laid beyond the shorts that were covering the rest of him out of her head. 

Splashing cold water on her face, she looked in the mirror and noticed a small purple mark poking out from her shirt. Wincing, she pulled the collar down to inspect it a little more. She would admit the night before was one of their more friskier nights, Tom had never left a hickey before. It left her flustered and she could bet that seeing Tom this morning made the feelings come back twice as hard. Blowing air out of her mouth, she dug around in her drawer to find some concealer. Even though she was twenty, her parents would freak the hell out that she was engaging in any kind of physical contact with her boyfriend. If she didn’t still live at home, she would have shrugged and went on about her day. 

Dabbing some on until she felt that it was hidden enough, she closed her eyes when she heard the victory yells from Tom. Gripping the counter, she looked at herself. She could feel herself getting hot at the thought of what more could have happened the night before if her parents hadn’t came home so early. Swallowing hard, she told herself to get a grip. 

Walking towards her closet, she threw on some running shorts and a matching sports bra. Reaching around her jacket, she zipped it up halfway. [Y/N] needed to run off her hormones, put something else in her head. Walking into the kitchen to grab a protein bar, she noticed a note from her parents. 

Went shopping at the mall and then going to see a film. After that we’ll be going grocery shopping. Be home right before 6. Send a text if Tom and Harrison will be joining for dinner so I’ll be prepared. xx mom

Plucking the note from the fridge, she laid it on the counter and sent her mother a text saying that most likely Tom and Harrison will be coming over. Four out of the seven days, they normally did. Grabbing a sip of her water, she headed out the door. 

“[Y/N]! Come play with us, Haz needs all the help he can get.” Tom chuckled. 

Walking over towards the two boys who were dripping with sweat, she placed a peck on Tom’s cheek and patted Harrison’s shoulder. “Love to, but I’m going to go run a few miles.” 

“Ew,” Harrison groaned. 

“Ew, yourself.” [Y/N] responded, sticking out her tongue. She turned towards Tom in time to find him rake his eyes over her attire. Biting her lip, she tried to ignore his lingering gaze over her exposed torso. 

“I agree with Harrison, why are you running?” Tom asked, “You could get in your daily exercise right here with me.” He motioned towards the basketball hoop.

[Y/N] really wanted to respond with something inappropriate but decided against it. It was only going to make her situation worse. “I’ll pass, but maybe next time. I’ll see you in an hour.” 

“An hour?! How many fucking miles you plan on running, [Y/N]” Harrison sputtered. 

Shrugging, she started to jog backwards, “However many I can run in an hour, Haz.” Shaking her head, she smiled and blew kisses towards them and turned to face forward and headed off. 

[Y/N] had needed a lot more than an hour to get her mind off of her sexual thoughts about Tom. She had ran for thirty minutes before she slowed to a walk to give her burning legs a rest and in that time, she had made up five million fantasies. All of them ranging from innocent fluffy to extremely fifty shades. After walking for another thirty, she decided to run back to the house. Figuring that Harrison had probably either gone home or knowing that Tom would be spending time with her and went inside to hang out with Sam and Harry. 

Slowing down her pace when she spotted Tom sitting on her porch in the comfy bench her mother had insisted on spending four hundred dollars on. She smiled as she hopped up the steps, “Hey you.” 

Looking up from his phone, Tom smiled back. “Hey yourself. I thought you said you were going to run for an hour? How many miles did you clear?”

Shrugging, [Y/N] unzipped her jacket all the way, fanning herself with her hand. She hated to feel so hot that the only thing she wanted was to peel off her own skin. “I don’t know maybe five or six? I wasn’t tracking it but I reached the fountain and came back.” 

Tom whistled, “Look at you speedy.” He chuckled and got up from the bench to hug her. 

“No, I’m gross.” She whined. 

Pressing a kiss to her forehead, he shook his head. “No, never. Impossible.” 

Trying to ignore the skin to skin contact, she pushed him away and rolled her eyes. Reaching into her hidden pocket for the spare key to her house, she unlocked the front door and walked in. “Did Haz go home or is he with the twins?” 

“The twins,” he responded, following her in. 

“So, he’ll be over for dinner too? I was supposed to tell my mom for sure.” 

Tom shrugged, “I dunno. I’ll ask him,” texting Harrison, he slid his phone back into his shorts pockets. 

Chugging some water to cool down, she tossed him a gatorade. “You going to eat dinner with my parents with just that on?” [Y/N] teased. 

Leaning against the counter, he crossed his arms, the well-defined muscles flexing and tightening made [Y/N] lick her lips. “Are you going to wear that to dinner with your parents?” He squinted his eyes, pushing off the counter, he walked towards her in just four steps. His thumb rubbed against the spot on her neck where she had covered with concealer. “Bloody Hell, your father is going to kill me.” He muttered. 


Tapping your neck, he chuckled. “I’ve given you a hickey. I guess the sweat from your run rubbed the makeup off.” 

Chewing on her lip, she shrugged. “I’ll cover it back up when I get dressed. No big deal, they will never know.” 

“Good because that is not a conversation I want to have with your father.” He shuddered at the thought of being confronted by one of the seriously intimidating men he had ever come to meet. Tom reminisced to the time where he had first met her father, he was ready to piss himself. 

[Y/N] shook her head and laughed, knowing exactly what he was thinking about. She could have keeled over and died from laughing so hard at her father and Tom’s first encounter. She had to reassure Tom that her father really did like him after the first few times and he had even told her that he preferred Tom over her past boyfriends. 

“Hey Tom?”

“Yes, love?”

She fidgeted with the bottom of her jacket, running the zipper up and down causing Tom to look at her with a confused look. “How long have we been dating now?”

Tom tilted his head to the side and did the math in his head. “A little over two years, why?”

“Do you not find me sexually attractive?” 

Tom choked on his spit, completely blind sided by her question. “I’m sorry, what?!”

Avoiding his baffled stare, she sighed. “Am I not sexually appealing? Like, is there a reason why we haven’t had sex?” 

Tom seriously couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. He moved in her line of sight, speaking softly, “Hey, look at me.” Waiting until she met him, he smiled softly. “Are you seriously asking me that? If I didn’t find you to be sexy, I wouldn’t have left that hickey on your neck. Of course I find you to be sexy. I find you to be sexy all the time, [Y/N].” 


“Really.” Tom confirmed, shaking his head at how crazy her question was. He chuckled a little before pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth. “Have I thought about sex with you? Yes. But I, it’s not, I don’t. Sex isn’t just something we do because it feels good, [Y/N]. I want it to be special, meaningful. We’d be sharing ourselves in a more personal way and I might be ready to do that but you might not be.” Cupping her face, he smiled again. “I would never want to pressure you into something because I don’t have to have sex with you to know that I want to be with you. Is it difficult, yes, especially when you wear things like what you have on now.” His eyes trailed down her and then back, “But, I love you for you not for sex or anything else. It would just be an added bonus.” 

[Y/N] couldn’t help but blush at his words. Again, he was always so respectful. “I love you, Holland.” 

“And I love you, [L/N]” He pulled her into a hug, the kind that she melted into. [Y/N] would swear up and down that Tom had different kind of hugs. And the way he was hugging her now was her all time favorite. It made her feel warm and fuzzy inside, almost like she was completely safe and nothing could harm her all while feeling the love radiate from his body. 

Pulling away a little, she took a deep breath. “What if I’m ready now?” 

Tom’s eye sparkled a little as he studied her expression, “Then I’d plan it to be special.” 

“No, like now.” 

Now?” Tom asked in surprise. 

“Yes, like right here, right now.” Wincing and giggling lightly, she shrugged, “Or well in my room, not here in the kitchen, that’d be weird. We eat and cook in here.”

Tom pulled apart from her completely, looking her dead straight in the eyes. “You want to have sex right now? Really? Are you sure, [Y/N].” She could tell he was getting flustered, “What if your parents come home? Or Haz decides to just come over? Don’t you think it’d be more special if I had planned it out to be romantic?”

“I love you, Tom, I really do but when has anything you’ve ever planned romantically gone according to plan?” She raised a brow, waiting for him to answer.

“You have a point….”

She grabbed for his hands, “I think it would be special right now. Don’t think I haven’t notice the looks you’ve been giving me when you think I’m not looking. Isn’t passion what makes it special?” 

“Bloody Hell,” Tom mumbled as he ran a hand over his face. “You’re going to kill me, absolutely kill me.” 

Headaches & Hair Gel

ballet dancer!Lucy au. Hope you enjoy!

pairing: nalu, with a mention of gruvia

word count: 1003

type: fluff

characters: natsu, lucy, gray, and mention of juvia

“Those ballet dancers are annoying,” Natsu said, slicking his hair back with some gel. After a long workout, his hair was greasy and he didn’t want anything to do with it. And taking a shower was not optional as the boys swim team was in the only remaining ones. He did not want to see any guys in speedos, much less nothing at all.

“I hear ya. They can be real prisses,” Gray said as he smoothed his shirt, then started to unbutton it as usual. He took it off and stuffed it in his gym bag, and Natsu sighed at the action. Being best friends had it’s downfalls such as that, but they agreed on most things.

As the two walked outside the gym to drive back to their apartments, Natsu spotted something strange.

A girl with a long blonde ponytail and her ballet uniform arguing with some guy in gym shorts and a wife beater. The guy wore a snapback on his head, and his face was prettier than most guys’. But the way he acted was far from handsome.

It was odd seeing as gorgeous as a girl as she get so angry. By the tone of her voice and the pointing finger in his face, he had done something wrong. The guy was not backing down, though, and with a smirk on his face he stared at the girl’s chest.

It only made her angrier, and she slapped him on the cheek, leaving a red mark. The guy rubbed it and then began arguing back. Natsu stared, but knew that she had it handled. If she had just slapped him, she might as well punch him too.

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Izzy x Sibling!Reader

Requested by @izzytheninja

“Ok we need to be quick about this and get it done.” Alec grumbled as he started ordering people around, the main room was in chaos and you tried to slip between the rushing people looming above you to find Alec who had promised a story because he’d given one to Max the night before but not you.

“Alec, I’m ready for bed.” You told him, tugging at his jean pocket.

“Yeah ok night (Y/N).” He sighed and patted you on the head as he hurried off.

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nowforruin  asked:


A/N: This kept wanting to go angsty and depressing, so I’m pretty happy that it didn’t do that. Because fuck hormones.

Summary: Killian and Emma work at a luxury theater and he sets up a little surprise to cheer her up.

It’s no great secret that Emma’s favorite drink in the whole world is hot chocolate with cinnamon on top. She has had this drink somewhere in the thousands of times over the course of her life, and she never thought she would be chased away from it, but night after night of cleaning up the trash from the movie theater’s large bins has stopped her love in its tracks. The smell of hot chocolate mixed with beer and wine has soured her stomach so bad that she’s not sure if she can ever drink her favorite concoction ever again. Her face must give away her thoughts, because Killian is across from her in an instant, helping to lift the over-filled plastic liner from the can.

“I’ve got this, Swan. You’re free to tend to the sweeping if you’d prefer.”

She doesn’t really prefer, but it’s the lesser of two evils, so she grabs the broom and dustpan and gets to work sweeping up discarded wrappers, dropped popcorn, and forgotten candy from between and around each section of seating.

It’s been two years, eight months, and five days since she started working at the Storybrooke Luxury Theater. It’s the only one in the area that sells booze and dinner, that offers plush armchairs in the middle of the moderately-sized theater, beds in the front, and couches in the back. It’s been two years, eight months, and four days since she met Killian Jones, a fellow usher and waiter. His brother owns and manages the theater, but Killian chooses to work the screenings instead of behind a desk, claiming something about it offering him a better quality of life.

Like clockwork, Emma can hear him start humming some tune or another, marking his progress through the trash bins at the entrance of the theater, and she gets lost in the quiet song and the steady work. She knows it’s almost midnight, but time is almost irrelevant to her when she has nothing she’s returning home to. The only one she really cares to see when she’s not working is the person she gets to work with most often, so it’s a win-win situation that Killian is by her side through all of this.

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I found her and I trust her


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10 | Red Skies

WORD COUNT: 3,416 lol


Originally posted by dangerously-jamless

masterlist | ask | prev

Jungkook POV

We ran through the woods until we reached our small slightly dampened temporary house, fury and betrayal made my blood boil to the point of I could feel my face burning red with anger. How could Jimin just dispose of us like that? After everything I’d given him. I tore the front door off its hinges as I entered the house and immediately Yoongi gripped on to my shoulder, turning me to face him.

“Come on Jungkook, you would’ve done the same. Y/N will speak to him and he’ll come around soon enough…” Yoongi tried to reason with my underlying rage as Hoseok picked up the door that was now lying on the ground, but it wasn’t enough.

“I would have at least entertained the idea. He’s got no place as alpha, he’s just a fucking kid.” I spat viciously, quickly pulling myself away from Yoongi.

“He’s the same age as you Jungkook, now I know that-”

“Well he needs to fucking act it.” I turned around jogged upstairs, removing myself from the situation at hand before I blew up in his face. I needed to pack a bag and get away for a while, hopefully Y/N would agree to coming with me. I desperately wanted to escape the chaotic bullshit, and she would be the perfect company, she unknowingly made my life much more bearable. I don’t know what I’d do without her.

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Part 1 - Down the Voltage Rabbit Hole

Lately it seems that everything I write ends up never seeing the light of day so I wanted to write something fun, that might actually get read. If you guys like it I’ll continue the story. 

Let me know what you think!

I woke up, eyes bleary, head pounding in a hospital bed I’d never been in, but could have sworn I’d seen before. As I rubbed my eyes, I racked my brain to try and remember how I’d gotten here, but could only come up with fragmented moments on the subway platform. It was a fair assumption to say that I’d passed out. Something like that had happened to me once before, and upon coming to had left me feeling very similar.

“It’s good to see you’re up.”

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Love Potion

Day One

8:24 AM

This is so not worth the hundred bucks I’m getting paid to do this. I hate you Gus. I fucking hate you. Now for the serious part of this ‘scientific’ journal.

My name is Brian Vance. I’m seventeen years old and a junior in high school. I’m a virgin (is this really necessary Gus) and I’ve never been on a date in my life. The closest I got to a date was to asking my eighth grade crush on a date. She said yes, but stood me up. Who’s surprised?

Gus Katsoros is the 'scientist’ who concocted the 'Love Potion’. It comes in a cologne and drinkable form, supposedly helps you secrete natural pheromones to attract the opposite sex. I am one of three guys using both the cologne and the drink. I will be using the cologne and drinking one ounce of the Love Potion before I go to school, and at night will be drinking another ounce of the Love Potion before I go to bed. I’ll be doing that, now.

Ugh! Gus. If you’re going to label something a 'Love Potion’, don’t make it taste like mud. For the final product, for the love of god, add some honey or sugar. Hell, high fructose corn syrup, whatever gets the job done! Just don’t. Make it taste like dirt. The cologne ain’t so bad though. Smells like it tastes, which it makes a much better scent than taste. Off to school.

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monday mornings

request: a really domestic imagine of Shawn dropping your kids off to school



a/n: in this imagine, max is 8, jordan is 6, and hazel is 3

“Kids, if you don’t get in the car now you’re going to be late,” Shawn yells up the stairs. Luckily, it’s followed by the sound of a stampede coming down the stairs.

“Lunches, lunches, lunches,” you yell. Max and Jordan run into the kitchen to grab their lunches. “Shawn, where’s Hazel?” you ask, noticing the absence of your youngest daughter.

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Inukag week 2017 Day 4 - Family

This is a list of my headcanons about Inukag’s family and fanbabies, Enjoy!

@inukag-week   I finally made one prompt in time!!!

I have different headcanons and depends of what kind of story I’m thinking about the headcanon may differ. That is why there may be incompatible ones XD

About starting a family:

  • They didn’t plan their first they just didn’t take any measures to avoid making one.
  • They didn’t talk about how many or if they wanted one. Kagome assumed he wanted to have one because he never said otherwise and Inuyasha did the same, afraid to ask because of her possible answer.
  • Kagome thinks something is weird with her, but being new to the “sex” stuff she thinks is her body adapting, not only to sex but at her new life.
  • Inuyasha smells the change in her but doesn’t know what it means. By the second one he knows and tells her.
  • Kagome is very happy to start a family. The village is cautious about it, thinking she will lose her powers.
  • They both want a big familly. And it’s a good thing because they are not good at planning or spacing them. At least not during the first years.
  • Inuyasha fears their child will be born looking more like a dog than a person. Kagome tells him they won’t. He still has nightmares about it until the baby is born.
  • Since he knows she is expecting he starts building and carving things for the baby. He even learns how to make baskets for the baby to rest in. The tells him about baby products of her time and he comes with ideas for toys.
  • He refuses to go on trips when she is pregnant, and even more when the baby is born. It takes him a while and a lot of convincing from Miroku to leave his family.
  • The only time he goes on a trip when she is pregnant is because he is so nervous about everything that she needs some space.
  • On said trip he buys–through Miroku– every baby and children’s toy and product he likes. He brings the softest cloth she has ever seen.
  • Kagome starts to saw baby clothes very excitedly, Inuyasha watches the whole process. He asks to try it and turns out he is better at designing clothes and faster too.
  • That year he over-prepares for winter. Too much wood, too much salted meat, too many blankets and even pelts. He is terrifies about not being able to provide for them on that winter.
  • Shippou is like an older brother for the kids. His relationship with the firs baby is complicated because he doesn’t know how to behave around something so small. But he is the one teaching the baby how to interact with other children. He has his room in Inukag’s home.

About their kids:

  • If it’s a girl first. He is wrapped around her finger from her first breath. There is nothing that can convince him his baby girl is not perfect. She looks like Kagome but with his coloring.
  • If it’s a boy first. He is terrified because he doesn’t know what he can teach him, how is he supposed to lead him to adulthood. Kagome tells him it will come natural to him, he is not convinced.
  • All their kids have his ears. (I know genetics says otherwise but this is fiction XD and I love his ears).
  • Some of them have his powers, some others have spiritual energy. They teach them how to defend themselves with the powers they have.
  • Each kid has an unique personality and they know it. And respect them.
  • The first two girls are named after their mothers, the first son after her father. And every other name is chosen after something the baby reminds them of or about their temperament, The sun, the rain, strong, delicate. Gentle.
  • At one point they have twins (maybe more than once XD).
  • The kids that more resemble Kagome physically have a temper that resembles Inuyasha and vice versa.
  • (this one is common, I just discussed it @vixenfoxpaws recently) The kids sometimes dream they are chasing something, and they run in their sleep, even giving low growls. Inuyasha thinks it’s adorable and play with it. He only needs to whisper “Look! A rabbit” to the half sleep child and they go into “hunt mode”. Kagome laughs at it but tells him to let them sleep. Inuyasha calls it their “nightly jog”. Even when they grow up he keeps doing it from time to time.
  • Kagome wants all her children look like Inuyasha. Inuyasha wishes they look like Kagome. Starting on the last trimester of their third pregnancy they start to make bets about who “this one” will look like.
  • The kids love to rescue hurt animals and strays, everyone helps to get them clean and healthy, they become unofficially theirs, coming back from time to time. Inuyasha loves cats (even if he never admits it) so usually he tells one child where one cat is alone and they bring it to Kagome. 


  • He loves his family above anything else.
  • He grew up without a family but he soon learns he is a family man. They are his priority and not even Miroku’s teasing can make him change his mind.
  • He is part of his children’s playground. They can play on him, use him as an obstacle. Be part of their game as a monster.
  • Their children are the only allowed to brush his hair. Not even Kagome is allowed to make him “pretty”.
  • He loves how naturally they touch him, hug him, cling to him, and play with him. He marvels constantly about their existence.
  • He has a box where he saves all the presents his kids give him. Even when Kagome tells him that they will rot in there. He is going to save the tokens!
  • When it’s cold outside his kids use him as a heater. They climb him, or hug him, sometimes they throw a blanket over him and all of them lay down touching him. And he is “grumpy” about it saying how he cannot do the rest of the things he wanted because of them. But he loves it, and they know it’s only show.
  • He cannot resist their “puppy” eyes. He caves easily. When he knows they need a “no” he says “ask your mom”. They whine, it’s a sad doggy whine, when he says that.
  • Inuyasha loves to have let them fall asleep in his arms. He doesn’t mind carry them around all day. He holds them and stare at them lovingly as they start to blink one eye at at time, enjoying how they cling to his clothes, how the nuzzle and nestle finding the right spot. Listening to their heartbeat as it slows down, listening to their breathing slowly changing. Revelin in the immense trust that is needed to sleep that soundly, the way that he couldn’t for most of his life. Smiling softly, tracing their features, touching their little hands and feel… Just taking his time to feel them.
  • He is really good with house chores, and he teaches the kids how to help when they ask. It turns out great because they have quite a few and they need that extra help.
  • He is in charge of bringing them home at the end of the day. As each kid has a favorite place to play in their free time, Inuyasha goes and pick them up.
  • After they have children and people in the village see him playing with them so happily he finds himself surrounded with a bunch of children around his kid’s age that want to play too.
  • He is firm about using their abilities against people or each other. He does not condone the use of that in any case that is not formal practice or self-defense.
  • He likes to tell them about the times “before mom” as he calls them, to let them know how other people can treat them and how fortunate they are.


  • Kagome is the queen and the center of her home. She is the flame that shares the light and warmness.
  • She is incredibly protective of her children. I mean “What did you say about my child?” “Nothing? That’s what I thought!” kind of protective. She doesn’t allow any kind of discrimination.
  • She is very strict about what kind of behavior is not allowed and she puts her foot down. No bs in that house.
  • Her children know what once she says “no,” it is “no”.
  • She loves to smother her children with kisses. And loves to do it even when they hit the awkward phase of “Mom! Don’t do that!”
  • She thinks all her children are perfect, and she would do Anything for them.
  • Kagome can feel their auras around her. It comes natural to her, since they are born. Later on as she gets trained as a miko, she becomes better at finding auras,. But She has to focus on finding them, with her children it is different, she always feels them around.
  • She loves having a baby in the family, even if she feels tired all the time she adores that stage of their development.
  • Kagome goes to work with the smallest of her bunch. On their sling on her back or chest, taking breaks to feed the baby and play with it. The only reason she leaves the baby with Inuyasha is when he wants to spend the day with the pup or when she is taking care of a person with an illness.
  • Her kids learn to speak faster than others of the same age, she thinks it’s because the is always speaking to them, and making conversation with the cooing baby. Inuyasha first think it’s funny when she uses the cooing and the squealing as answer to her questions but later she finds him doing the same.
  • The thing she misses everyday is a camera. She wishes she could take pictures of all her kids since birth to adulthood.
  • She comes up with a baby diary where she documents every milestone and funny anecdote about them. Later on it’s useful because they start to mix up who did what when babies.
  • She teaches her kids to learn and write along with Miroku and Inuyasha. Inuyasha has a beautiful handwriting.
  • Kagome stays as the priestess of the village and the villagers are impress by her powers and knowledge, more than one of her children are interested in at least being a healer and they follow her everywhere with questions. 
  • She knows that taking them with her to pick up herbs helps her finish in one tenth of the time. Their abilities and senses are amazing.
  • She is the one that has to tell their kids they cannot sleep in their bed all the time, Inuyasha just looks at her with a panicked expression unable to say no.

I have so many more, but I want to finish before tomorrow arrives. (I’ll come back to edit and fix the grammar mistakes)

If you have more about this adorable family you can add them!! 

Chamber of Secrets - Part 12

Pairing: Bucky x Reader (eventually)

Summary: After the Avenger’s falling out, you were put in charge of putting Bucky together. Under King T’Challa’s orders, you were given a month’s time to create a new arm while simultaneously figure out how to get the triggering memories of his past out of his mind. As the time goes by, you found yourself confiding in him, despite his frozen state.

A/N: This took a while to put out, I’m sorry. I wasn’t feeling the chapter I’ve pre-written so I had to do it all over again. And apologies for the GA reference, I’m a huge McDreamy slut. 

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Friendzoned M.C - chapter 1

Originally posted by cliffxrdsloveaffair

Summary: Nyla thought a trip to Bali with her best friend was all she needed to escape her problems but she didn’t know that things are always complicated. Even in a tropical destination with your best friends, things can get pretty heated. In good ways and in bad.

A/N: I did say this in my previous post but this fanfic is really long and it’s kinda crappy buuut there’s some cute Michael fluff and smut in here so if you hate most of it I hope you like the fluff + smut. Also the way Crystal is written in this book is no way what I think of her in real life, I think her and Michael are really cute and I do ship them together as a couple.

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Today in Middle-Earth: Thorin and Gandalf’s chance meeting at the Prancing Pony in Bree (March 25th, 2941 T.A.)

 The state of things in the North was very bad. The Kingdom under the Mountain and the strong Men of Dale were no more. To resist any force that Sauron might send to regain the northern passes in the mountains and the old lands of Angmar there were only the Dwarves of the Iron Hills, and behind them lay a desolation and a Dragon. The Dragon Sauron might use with terrible effect.  Often I said to myself:  "I must find some means of dealing with Smaug. But a direct stroke against Dol Guldur is needed still more. We must disturb Sauron’s plans. I must make the Council see that.‘ 

“Those were my dark thoughts as I jogged along the road. I was tired, and I was going to the Shire for a short rest, after being away from it for more than twenty years. I thought that if I put them out of my mind for a while I might perhaps find some way of dealing with these troubles. And so I did indeed, though I was not allowed to put them out of my mind. 

"For  just  as  I  was  nearing  Bree  I  was  overtaken  by Thorin  Oakenshield, who  lived  then  in  exile beyond the north-western borders of the Shire. To my surprise he spoke to me; and it was at that moment that the tide began to turn.’  

soccer scare

request: an imagine where shawn and y/n are playing soccer and y/n hyperextends/dislocates her knee?



a/n: i looked up all the info on knee dislocation so idk if it’s right or not. feel free to correct me!

“Babe, you gotta at least go easy on me. I never played soccer formally,” Shawn says as he straps on a pair of goalie gloves and walks over to the goal.

“Quit being such a baby,” you joke. “Are you ready?”

“Probably not.” You pause and shoot him a dirty look. “I’m being honest! I’m never ready for this. Just go anyway,” he says.

“Okay,” you say hesitantly.

Shawn had been doing this for you for as long as you could remember. You obviously have practices frequently, but you always felt like you needed more. And besides, you liked spending time with Shawn.

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Jackson x Reader

Requested By Anon

Warnings: hints of smut

“Leave me alone.” You snapped as your skirt was tugged at and lewd jokes were thrown around.

“Guys come on… let’s just go.”  Danny mumbled and grabbed someone’s hand before they could slap your ass, he jerked his head and you smiled before hurrying off to the library where Matt was reading.

“I hate Jackson and his friends.” You huffed and slammed your bag on the table.

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Originally posted by darlinglostcrank

This is the fifth part of halfway. Reader puts herself at risk by getting closer to Bellamy even though he is sick. This is a bit of a longer one. 

Let me know if you want to be tagged in the next part of this or any of the other stories I write. Thanks :)

Reader X Bellamy Blake

Warnings: None I don’t think? 

I wake up laying on something warm yet firm. Opening my eyes the first thing I see if a chest. A bare chest. I yawn blinking the sleep from my eyes to realize I was laying on Bellamy’s shoulder. Halfway tucked into his neck.

“Stop moving you kick like a horse.” He mumbles making me realize he is awake.

To comfortable to move I smile softly.

“Have you ever been kicked by a horse?”

“…No…” He says earning himself a soft giggle from me.

“Then how do you know I kick like one?”

“Shut up.” He mumbles again.

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catsandladyluck  asked:

When I agreed to exercise with Simon, I didn't realize he meant this.

“Si, as happy as I am that you want to try and burn off all those goddamned scones, this is ridiculous. I thought you just wanted to go jogging or something.” 

He reached for my hand, and gave me his best puppy dog eyes. I gulped. 

“Bazzy… Please? For me?” he fluttered his eyes. he looked so silly, but it only made me want to kiss him more. 

“Just this once.” I concede, knowing I would regret this in about five seconds. 

“Yes! Now, you’re going to need some leggings… what about my zebra stripe ones? The orange ones? Oh my god, the zumba instructor is going to love you-” 

I’m so sorry this took so long i had such a long week and i wanted to be able to sit down on my computer to answer these

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