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anonymous asked:

This is so random but what if someone shifts into a fish😂 like they'd be out in public at the park or mall and the next thing you know they're gasping for air and flailing around and everyone around them tries to help by moving them into a fountain or a cup of water

after laughing at this, i realised this was actually a very good point and i have come up with a very, long and scientific an answer.

you are honestly not ready for this and because this is super extra im putting it under the tag but i put a lot of effort into this so pls read it lol…

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BELATED BIRTHDAY

Bucky X Reader 

Warnings: super long, angst, little self doubt, and fluff

Summary: What happens when the team forgets your birthday? Including your best friend to have a dinner party to meet his new girl. 


A/N: I was super encourage by all the love I got on my last story that I thought I would try again. Thank you all for reading these. This one is super long I let my feelings go and this is what can out of it. 


It’s not like you never told anyone your birthday, it was just a weird thing to bring up in conversation. You would also think a group of ex-assasins and superheroes would remember a little thing like that. So for the past week leading up to it, you had been waiting with bated breath for someone to ask if you had plans for that day. Each day rolled by with nothing, maybe they were going to surprise you. Nobody was acting suspiciously though, no talking that stopped when you walked into the room. Thursday rolled around with nothing and with 2 days till your birthday, you were excited when your best friend Bucky came into the living room. 

“Hey lady, you got plans Saturday night?" 

"No, none what so ever!” You had gotten so excited that you had blurted it out rather quickly. Almost shouting at the man. 

He rocked back at your tone surprised at your eagerness.  

“Awesome we’re all going out to dinner wanted to know if you wanted to join us? Just a little something nothing too formal." 

"Sure, yes I’ll be there" 

He nodded and walked back out. You squealed a little, they were doing something. This was going to be great. You got up and practically sprinted to your room. You had to look nice for your party. You laid out a couple different outfits, finally you set your mind on a (F/C) dress you had been saving. You paired it with some sandals and called it a day. 

Finally Saturday came and you spent the better part of the afternoon getting ready. When you walked out to join your friends. To say some jaws dropped was an understatement. You were known as the queen of casual; never really putting to much effort into how you looked so when you stepped out in you dress all dolled up, the boys didn’t know what to think and the girls were cheesing so hard their faces might have split in half. 

Sam recovered first. Strolling up to you he said "Hey pretty lady, can I take you out to dinner?" 

"Ha, sure you can, as long as you can show this girl a good time." 

"Well then I’m the guy for you.” He held out his arm and you hooked yours through. 

“What’s with the extra effort? You never dress up.” Nat asked curiously. 

“Just wanted to look good for this night.” You say blushing slightly.

Everyone finally headed out except Bucky, he was joining them at the restaurant. They made their way down the street to your favorite little Italian restaurant. Stepping in you’re immediately escorted to a private room for your group. There you see Bucky seated with a blonde bombshell chatting quietly with heads close together. Your heart stutters for a moment, yes Bucky is your best friend but you had always secretly hoped one day it would be more than that. Obviously that wasn’t happening anytime soon because as soon as he noticed you all he started introducing his date. 

“Hey guys this is Gabby.” He starts to introduce each one of you and everyone shacks hands with her. 

When he comes to you he says “This is my best friend, (Y/N). This is Gabby, we’ve been seeing each other for a few weeks.” You’re frozen in your spot staring at this girl. He had never mentioned her but from the smile on his face you can tell it’s pretty serious. You snap out of it and reach your hand out greeting her. Suddenly you get the feeling that tonight had nothing to do with your birthday. 

For the rest of the dinner you sit quietly, not really talking more just sitting and observing the things going on around you. But you always go back to Bucky and Gabby chatting; he had barely glanced your way the whole night and hadn’t even noticed what you were wearing but why would he when there was a gorgeous woman next to him. It had become very apparent, by the time the check was brought that this wasn’t for you but for the girl next to Bucky. Not a single person had remembered your birthday; but it was too late to say anything now. Glancing around you see all the happy faces of your friends, no one looks back at you all focused on their own discussions.

So you excuse yourself from the table, saying you need to use the restroom, but instead of heading there you head straight out the front door. If no one remembered you would celebrate on your own. You walk down the street trying to blink back the tears while shooting Sam a quick text letting him know you weren’t feeling well and you were headed back to the Tower. Stopping by a quaint looking bakery you stop in and grab a cupcake your favorite kind.

You finally back at the Tower, you go straight to the balcony on the top floor. You sit with your legs dangling over the edge and focus in the city spread out in front of you. Taking the cupcake out of its box you begin to sing “Happy Birthday” to yourself, tears start to fall about half way through and your voice cracks then gives out toward the end. You sit quietly and finish your cupcake.

A pair of black stilettos appear in the corner of your vision, you glance up to see Nat. She plops down next to you. 

“You like Bucky don’t you?" 

You kind of stare at her she knows that but not your Birthday? "So? Doesn’t matter he’s with Gabby.” You state your not mad, a little jealous but he can date who he wants. Yeah you wish it was you so bad but who could blame him for picking her over you, a little pudgy vs. drop dead gorgeous. 

“So I think you two would be great together. You are selling yourself short." 

This was perfect; just perfect you were miserable about your missed birthday but now you were adding on Bucky. Each on it’s own you could deal with but together. Well together seemed a little more dismal.

You felt you heart break in half. Maybe this whole thing was a mistake, you weren’t meant to be a part of this team. Heck, it would definitely cause a rift if Bucky ever found out you liked him. A whole bunch of awkwardness there for sure. The rest of the team couldn’t even remember your birthday. You start to think back on all the times you had thrown a tantrum, when you were so tired your sarcasm came out and you said harsh things to the team. Maybe it was better if you left, you couldn’t hurt anyone that way. 

You knew in your head most of the things you were saying were false but it rang so true right now that you couldn’t help but believe it. You focus back on Nat coming to a final decision about everything.

"I know. Call it a coping mechanism or whatever; one learns quickly the way the world works. Him and I, never going to work out. He can never know though. Promise you won’t tell him?!.” You add some finality to your voice to emphize your point to her. 

She merely nodded her head in agreement. Standing up you brushed off your dress and picked up the remains of your cupcake. 

“Now enough of my pity party. It’s time for bed and start a new day tomorrow.” You pull Nat up beside you and walk back in side. Before you part ways she gives you a hard hug. You make your way to your room scrolling through your phone looking for a certain email. Upon finding it you email Fury asking if the position was still open and that you were interested in taking it. Once done you stripped and showered then cuddled into bed to start a new day and a new life tomorrow. 

The next morning you wake up to a message from Fury saying the position was still open and that he would start the process to get your transfer ready. He did say that it might take a week or two to get it done and for you to move. Closing the email you get ready for your day. This changes things you look around your room you would have to start packing but secretively so they didn’t think anything suspicious was going on. You asked FRIDAY for some boxes to be delivered. If asked you could always say you were donating it. 

You head out to grab some food, telling yourself not to annoy anyone while you were there. You were walking on thin ice with the group already no need to leave on an even more negative note. Right before you enter you hear a giggle. Oh, Gabby must have stayed over last night. No need to keep her a secret when the whole team knows now. You make a bee line for the fridge, avoiding making eye contact with anyone. 

“Hey, (Y/N). Good morning”  Bucky calls cheerfully. You raise your hand above the door of the fridge and wave back. “She’s not much of a morning person, tends to be rather grumpy most of the time.” He explains laughing slightly. Though from his tone you can tell he is slightly embarrassed by your behaviour in front of her. Dang you’ve screwed up again, but it would be over they wouldn’t have to deal with you soon enough.

You exit the room but pause when Gabby asks “What does she do? Like her role on the team?”  

There’s a moment of silence you can’t tell what their faces look like whether it is shocked or confused; but the answer that follows tells it all. 

“She’s like a jack of all trades,” Tony answers hesitantly “she…. how do I explain this? She does what we need her to. She isn’t great at any one thing." 

Your breathing stops, that’s what they thought. You could hear grunts of agreement. You feel tears start to build again. No not again, she wouldn’t start crying again. You raced off just after hearing Steve say, "Yeah that’s what she is jack of all trades, master of none." 

What you didn’t hear was Bucky saying "But she’s the glue that holds us all together, the one that will become anything you need her to be. In a way she’s the perfect friend, the perfect Avenger in a way." 


ONE WEEK LATER  


You had avoided everyone as much as you could the past week. Didn’t want to get in their way or piss them off if you could help it. No one seemed to miss you anyway. There was no one checking up or asking for you. So when Fury came by to confirm your transfer and ask some questions you were out doing other things. 

"Where is (Y/N)? I need her to finish this paperwork.” Fury stated to the group. 

“She’s out, I don’t think she won’t be back till later. Why? What kind of paperwork? Maybe we can help.” Nat strolls over to him glancing at the papers. 

“I need some basic information from her like her birthday, social, and a couple more things. Though now that I think of it I could just ask FRIDAY. Pull up all general info on (Y/N) (Y/L/N) for me including social and forwarding address if available." 

It popped up on the TV screen and Sam blurted out "Wait forwarding address, where is she going?” Starting to panic. 

“She is taking a position in England that we offered her a while ago she will be in charge of train agents in the European offices; getting them in first rate condition. She declined at first but changed her mind last week; she let me know she wanted to take it." 

 They all shake their heads there was no way you would do this not without telling them. Bucky is the first to jump up furious at what he was just told. 

"What do you mean, transfer, she belong here with us. No way is she leaving.”  He is shaking with how upset he is. 

Fury really isn’t paying attention to the upset heroes instead he is filling in your information on the sheet he has. “Oh look at that she’s a year older, that will get confusing I’ve always hated right after a birthday you have to remember that someone’s older than they were. But I guess that’s how it works. I need to get her something maybe one of you could pick it out for me? I bet Tony here threw a wonderful party for her birthday? Huh." 

Again the team freezes, "Wait her birthday passed? When?” Steve asks  confused as to how any of them could have missed it.

“(Y/B/D) it was on a Saturday this year perfect time to do something.” He jokes but looking at their faces knows something is very wrong. “You forgot?! All of you Earth’s Mightiest Heroes forgot a team members birthday! What did you do?" 

Sam answers hesitantly "We meat Bucky’s new girl that night. Thats why she had gotten all dressed up. Not to meet Gabby just her birthday.” He smacks his forehead with his palm. 

“She probably thought that we were going to celebrate her birthday. She didn’t do it for Bucky, she did it for herself.” Nat says. 

Bucky blinks “What do you mean for Me? Why would she do something like that for me?" 

Tony signs "Obviously because she likes you. Not that you noticed you were too wrapped up in Miss Prissy to notice how decked out she was." 

Unbeknownst to the team you were traveling up the elevator and the door opened to the living room just as Bucky was saying ”(Y/N) likes me?“

You froze, he wasn’t supposed to know, he was never to find out. All eyes turned to the elevator as it dinged above you. Your eyes shoot to Nat asking for an explanation. She merely shook her head indicating it wasn’t her that had told him. You don’t want to know the look on Bucky’s face whether it was pity or disappointment. Instead you shift it to Fury, walking up to him and grabbing the papers. 

"I’m assuming you just need a signature and then I’m all ready to go, Yes?” You quickly take the papers and sign them finalizing the deal. You hand everything back to Fury while still ignoring the group that stared at you. 

“Thank you. I’ll get this all taken care of. Oh by the way Happy Birthday. I hope you had a wonderful day." 

"I did thank you so much.” You smile slightly at him. Walking up you kiss his cheek. Now if jaws could drop even further they would because this group’s would all be on the floor by now. Never before had they seen some one kiss Fury let alone get close enough without being stopped. You turn around and head for the staircase towards your room, Fury calls out “Don’t need to lie to me, sweetheart." 

You turn back to face him a sad but knowing smile on your face. "It was a good day, I got to spend the day relaxing and then went to dinner with my family. We had a good time I got to meet someone dear to my friend we are laughed and talked. No my life wasn’t celebrated and there was no cake, but I got myself the best cupcake a girl could ask for then celebrated on the balcony over looking the city. Did all my dreams come true? No. Did i get the guy? Never going to happen. Am I happy for him? Of course he deserves the best in the world, even when its not me. I still got to celebrate even if it was just me. But sometimes the only person needed to have a celebration is yourself.” You turn back around and continue on your way to your room. 

Fury glances back to the group. They now had somber looks, “You all really screwed up this time,  your going to lose her because you couldn’t see something that was right in front of you. Even worse I’m losing her. You all best make it right. That’s my girl, and I will make your life miserable if she moves. I’m going to go lose these for a while, you best have it fixed before I find it again, you hear?" 

"Yes, Sir!” Comes the unanimous and frightened reply. 

“Heroes my foot, trying to drive my favorite away. Always screwing around with my plans and my people.” Hes muttering as he exits the room into the elevator. 

They end up looking at each other no one quite knowing what to do. They had messed up before but all this seemed to pale in comparison. They had driven away one of their own. Wanda was the one to speak up first. 

“Bucky, how do you feel about her? I mean really? I’m not saying that what you feel for Gabby is fake but there has always been a.deep connection between the two of you something that not even some married couples achieve. I’m also not going to force you to chose her either if Gabby makes you happy go for it. She is a sweet girl. Please though give it some thought." 

Bucky’s forehead wrinkled thinking through all the thing you had done for him from calming him down from his nightmares, to just sitting in silence on the couch after a long mission neither of you saying anything you just letting him rest his head against your thigh as you ran you fingers through his hair. He thought of the times you made him laugh at some dumb thing you did. He also remembered the way you interacted with everyone.

Each remembers everything you had done and what stood out the most. You made yourself tailored fit to each person. With Bruce you would make a nice cup of tea before snuggling in With a good book. Asking every once in awhile how it was. You were the steadiness that he craved. For Tony you would fiddle around in his lab handing him tools as he needed them and having late night dance off parties when the guilt and shame of the past prevented him from sleeping. 

Nat was a little difficult since you tended to have opposite tastes but there you were training with her, learning to fight but also to dance. You were never going to be a Ballerina but you liked to think that Nat could see that all that she had learned wasn’t bad she could use it to help others. Of course with Clint it was nothing but fun and games pranking all that you could find and running away giggling. When Thor was around you would traverse this Midgar and explore the wierd traditions, you humans had, Thor’s words, even if it was simply grocery shopping. At this point Wanda and Vision were a package deal one was hardly away from the other. With them you spent your days cooking and coming up with  new recipes. But also trying to out smart Vision the best you could. 

Sam was your go to buddy, watching movies, playing video games, or even just chatting about how life was going. Hanging with Steve was always interesting, you had appointed yourself list completer. You did just about everything on the list with Steve and if you couldn’t you set it up for him, the where, when, and even sometimes the who. 

Bucky though, it was everything, everyday he could think of a memory with you. A rock was how he would describe you; a constant person that whenever he needed something you were there to provide. Your random adventures out into the world with no real destination in mind. Now just the thought that he wouldn’t see you for even more then one day was terrifying. He pulls himself from his thoughts to see the group looking at him. 

"I can’t lose her. I don’t know what I would do without her.” His voice is trembling over cone with fear of what may happen. 

“Then you need to go talk to her, after we need to talk to her, so get her down here. We need to apologize and make her see that she is beyond needed here.” Wanda is firm, making it clear that failure is not an option. 

Bucky nods and begins his way up the stairs, towards your room. When he reaches the door he raises his hand to knock but hesitates, he doesn’t know what to say, how is he going to get you to stay after everything the group has put you through. You could leave, you had every right, they had taken so much from you never giving anything in return always just expecting more. No, not now he would give you anything you wanted. You were going to stay right here, with him. He knocked, this time determined to make you see where you truly belonged. 

The door cracked open, revealing tears traveling down your face and a pair of eyes revealing a shattered heart. You stare at him for a moment taking him in. You turn away leaving the door open knowing that he isn’t going to leave even if you wanted him to. He came into a room of boxes and thing scattered about. His hear restricted again it was real you were leaving. 

“You can’t go.” He blurted almost shouting it.  

You turn towards him. “Why not?" 

You’re tired, exhausted really you had cried yourself to sleep to many times this week. Ready to put the whole thing behind you and move on. So when you spoke it was devoid of emotion. This scared Bucky even more, you had never spoken to him or anyone else this way. 

"I…we need you here. No I need you here. You help keep us all together.”

“Funny thing about Jack of All Trades, yeah we maybe good at almost anything we do; we are also very replaceable. You’ll find someone else just as good or even better. You think you need me now but just wait couple of weeks you’ll forget i was even here." 

"No we won’t. You are much more than that to us. None of could really function without you here. Who do you thinks keeps all the evil from crushing us. You see us as more than just superheroes. Please don’t go." 

You sign and continue to pack things into the boxes. Fear takes over Bucky as he watches to the point where he walks and tips the box spilling it’s contents on to the ground. 

"What are you doing!!!” You scream at him. 

“I’m not letting you go. I … I need you here with me. Not anyone else just me. I’m going to unpack everything you do so stop right now." 

"You’re making a mess that’s what you’re doing. You stop.” Exasperated at this fool. You had just finished packing those; but he continues to dump out your boxes. “Knock it off.” He keeps going. He has about two boxes left before he has effectively unpacked everything you have done. “Alright let’s talk, just stop trashing my room." 

He freezes mid tip, a smile grows on his face. He puts the box right side up. You plop down on your bed and pat the space next to you. He sets himself down and angles himself so he is facing you. 

"Why should I stay, and don’t just say cause you need me?" 

"I do need you, but the others need you as well. I didn’t realize how vital you are to me until you were walking away from me. You keep the nightmares at bay. You make me get up in the morning afterward even when I feel like the weight of everything I’ve done will crush me. No one else does that for me." 

"Wha..  what about Gabby, she makes you happy? I’ve never seen you smile like that not even when we are together." 

"That’s because it’s not that real. You aren’t paying enough attention to me when we are together. I can’t not smile when we are together. Gabby is sweet but half the time I feel I have to hide part of myself so that I don’t scare her. She’s sweet and caring but she is not you. I know you would go to the ends of the earth for me and kick anyone’s butt that even insinuates that I’m not meant to be here. I don’t get that from you." 

Staring at him now, you can see how much he means with what he is saying. Why had he never said this before. Why Now? 

"I know you think that I might just be saying this because I don’t want you to leave” you not you head, “but I mean it. It’s cliche but I almost list you and I realize that I do care for you. I.. I love you, I can’t live without you. I can see a life without Gabby but without you I can’t even wrap my head around it." 

He pauses looking at your face to see your reaction. Hoping that it is positive but scared that it’s too late for all this. You sit for a moment taking everything he has just said. 

"I… Why couldn’t you say this earlier. I just signed my transfer. It’s official now. I love you too but.." 

"Well Fury may have chewed us out and "lost” your paper work till we made this right with you.“ 

You can’t help it now you let out a laugh, Bucky can’t help but smile at the sound he missed it and even more he didn’t want to lose it again. He tackled you to the bed, wrapping his body around. You wiggled trying to escape while laughing some more. He then begins to poke you in your side, causing you to laugh even harder. 

"Stop, please I’m staying I’m staying I promise.” You’re trying to catch your breath while wiping tears away from your face. You snuggle deeper into him, enjoying the warmth and the pleasantness of the embrace. You stay like that for a while just reveling in each other. 

“Good,” he likes where you are at, right here in his arms, “we do need to move sometime. I have been tasked with bringing  you downstairs so the others can talk to you. They feel bad for missing your birthday. I feel really bad, I’m your best friend and I couldn’t even remember something that important. Give me a day and I’ll make it up to you, anything you want I’ll do it. It’s your day." 

You merely nod, then unravel from him before standing up to head downstairs. He grips the side of your face taking his thumbs and wipes the remaining tears from your eyes. He kisses your forehead before releasing you to go. You take a deep breath and head out, Bucky lingers pulling out his phone to make things right. 

You head down the stairs to living room, you go to grab Bucky’s hand for support to find him missing. Looking back around and continue down taking deep breathes. Looking into the living room you see that they are running around setting up balloons and streamers. Tony was trying to dictate where everything went and how everything looked. Wanda and Vision, were of course baking in the kitchen they were assembling the cake decorating it as best they could.

Everyone is so busy they don’t notice you on the stairs. You sit down and continue watching them, wondering how you ever thought you could leave these people. Tony pulls up the security video from the day that Gabby asked what you do. You watch them defend you and what you do, no one had a single thing wrong with you. 

You feel the tears gather again, you feel Bucky come up behind you wrapping his arms around you from the step above. All of a sudden the cake starts to tip over and a cry rings out from Wanda which causes Clint to startle on the ladder sending streamers falling and balloons to start popping. You smack a hand over your mouth to stop from laughing. It doesn’t last long as Tony starts running around before slipping on some decoration boxes he falls on his butt. The cake finally tips and falls across the counter. And Steve stares at everything happening. You can’t help it you busy out laughing bending over in half with a stitch growing in your side. You can feel Bucky behind you cracking up as well. 

 
They all look over see you collapsed on the stairs laughing. One by one they start laughing, each caught up in the moment. They all tapperoff when they hear a ding from the elevator. Fury steps out and looks around. 

"I don’t need these correct?” He hold up your papers. All eyes shoot to you. 

“No sir you don’t. Their stuck with me now.” You shake your head as cheers go up. 

Bucky leans in to whisper in your ear “I broke it off with Gabby, I’m all yours.” You shoot a look back at him just to confirm what he said, “Till the end of the line.”  You go back to looking at your friends as they stumble back up. This was the best birthday you could have asked for. 

“Happy Birthday (Y/N)!" 

Best Friend!Wonwoo

Originally posted by soonrongs

- You probably met through a mutual friend because, let’s face it, Wonwoo would be too shy to approach you

- He was extremely shy at first and a little awkward, but super fluffy and adorable so that’s okay

- As he got more comfortable with you, he’d send you jokes throughout the day

- And pictures of stuff that reminded him of you (”Look, this phone case reminded me of you!” or “Look, I was googling pictures of tigers (don’t ask why) and this baby one is you when you’re mad!”)

- His feet are always cold and that means he’s always placing them on you sorry

- You guys are on the same wavelength and even finish each other’s sentences, which really annoys Woozi

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anonymous asked:

Top 5/10 jonaerys fics?

Oh, great question!

I’m not good at reading other people’s work and supporting them the way I like to be supported as a writer and I want to change that. I just don’t have a lot of time for leisure reading AND writing but I will recommend some of my favorites that I have read :) Basically I’m just sorry if anyone gets left off here. I am not current on good new fics. 

1. On The Knees of My Heart by @thefairfleming [What can I say? I don’t know how many times I’ve read this. I love it. As far as I’m concerned it’s perfect. A fic that is fluffy enough to make me tear up and hot enough to hide from my fiance’ lmao.]

2. The White Wolf and the Dragon Queen by Archer94 on AO3. [A classic in our fandom. Super long, super good.]

3. Kisses to Last a Lifetime by @myrish-lace-love [Sweet and sad one-shot. Good stuff.]

4. Roles and Raptures by Gohans_Onna2 on AO3. [Another long one. Still WIP but cool so far!]

5. Breaker of Chains by @danykinkfic [I’m ashamed to admit this because danykinkfic is a friend of mine on here … but I haven’t read the WHOLE thing. I’m a boring, vanilla chick and I like a traditional fluffy romance so at times this fic is a little different than what I am looking for in terms of my own fantasy wish-fulfillment fanfiction haha. BUT if you are into kink and especially femdom, then check it out! Very talented writer.]

6. A Song for Dragons by @doublehex [Another long, saga of a fic. Cool AU concept that is still set in the ASOIAF universe. I like AU’s but not modern ones, so this concept was cool to me.]

7. Girls Just Want to Have Fun by @ellimomo [Like I said above modern AU’s aren’t usually my thing, but elli is great! If you like modern AU’s, check her out for sure.]

8. Eight Times by @blue-roses-in-a-wall-of-ice [Really great one-shot! She writes a lot of Jonerys :)]

9. Waiting for Dawn by jaztice on AO3. [Cute drabbles.]

10. This might be in bad form but I’m going to recommend my own work here haha. My most popular story is What Are You Waiting For? but I’ve written several Jonerys one-shots and have a multi-chapter in the works that I’ll start sharing in the next couple weeks. 

Thanks so much for the ask and I hope you enjoy these!

P.S. This probably won’t show in the tags because of external links so if anyone wants to signal boost this to give our Jonerys fic writers some exposure, that’d be great :)

Surprise - Colton Parayko

Originally posted by phillymyers

Notes: hi hi! So, this is gonna be the last smut for a bit, just because I have so many so close together I want people who don’t like reading smut to be happy too. So please enjoy!! but this is super dirty so I wouldn’t suggest reading it unless you like that.

Warning: Smutty as hell, kinky as hell

Smut: Yes | No

Requested: Yes | No

Up Next: Auston Matthews

Teaser: “I’m into a lot of stuff, I guess.”

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nights for celebrations - jughead jones

Prompt: requested by an anon from my songfic list. Jughead and the gang have a night out with their Irish friend.

 A/N (please read): YAY SO IM FROM IRELAND AND I GOT TRY WRITE THIS YAY THANKS ANIN. This ended up being deeply personal as I myself am Irish and so this ended up being my favourite thing I’ve ever written (surprise, surprise the irish river dale obsessed girl likes the jughead x irish reader thing she wrote Also, Y/N ended up being super like me so apologies but I did try to keep her as ambiguous as I could). I hope you guys enjoy it and the extra bits (actual, not stereotypical or made up) culture I put in. The Irish stereotypes really pisses me off (and to be honest I don’t really like St. Patrick’s Day. I know, blasphem), so there are parts of me mentioning this in here.

listen to carrickfergus here

 Warning: Cursing, drinking.

 Words: 2014 oh god sorry it’s so long lol

 

It had been 10 months since Y/N Y/L/N had arrived on the scene from her native Ireland and if you said that she hadn’t stirred some variety into the small town of Riverdale, you’d be lying.

The night after herself and her family had arrived into town, she took a notion and fancied a burger. She found herself in your typical diner on the edge of town.

“Hiya, how’s it going? A burger and chips please. Sorry, fries.” You said to the dark haired lady behind the counter who smiled and you and took your order. Looking around the diner, you saw the place was busy enough, with one group of teenagers around her age sitting a few botths down. They were eyeing her out of the side of their eyes. Deciding to sit down and get out of their vantage point, Y/N pulled out a stool at the counter. Several moments later, an older man handed her the food and she thanked him as he looked at her with a quizzical smile. She noted they musn’t have many outsiders come into the town.

Just as she was finishing up her meal, a figure plopped into the seat opposite her. “Hey! I’m Veronica Lodge and I’m going to guess by the accent and the fact I don’t recognise you that you’re new around here.” The forwardness of the girl took you back a bit, but you laughed anyway.

“The accent stick out that much, huh? I’m Y/N” You extended her hand to Veronica to shake.

“I love it. I grew up in New York and I’m going to guess by the sound of it that you’re Irish?” Tilting her head at you and smiling, you immedietley liked this girl who was quizzing you even though you had just met.

“Yes, I am. We just got in yesterday. Economy is terrible at home so we needed a change.” Veronica nodded at you.

“Would you like to come sit with my friends? I was the only one brave enough to come and talk to you.” You nodded eagerly, desperate to try and make friends.

As she picked up your meal, she made your way to the booth of teenagers who were eyeing her earlier.

“Guys, this is Y/N. She’s Irish and just moved here yesterday. We’re her new friends.” You waved at the group and smiled a hello.

“Y/N this is Betty Cooper. Ultimate sweetheart and secret badass.” The blonde girl waved at her as her ponytail bobbed up and down.

“This is Archie Andrews, musician and football player. Your real-life Troy Bolton.” She smirked at the ginger boy

“Hey. Jaysus, with that hair they’ll think you’re the Irish one, not me.” The others in the group laughed at this.

The beanie-clad boy spoke before Veronica had the chance to introduce him.

“Jughead. Jones. The Third. Nice to meet you.” Y/N quirked an eyebrow at the funny name, then realised she had heard worse at home.

Since that fateful day, much had happened. Y/N quickly integrated herself to the group and the became fast friends, enjoying her typical Irish sense of humour: sharp, witty and willing to take the piss out of everything, including herself. Herself and Jughead had become very close, and after 6 months, he kissed her and they’ve been dating ever since.

As March rolled around, so did St. Patrick’s Day, and Y/N may not be at home but she was sure as hell going to celebrate in style. She gathered the troops to her house and pulled out a 6 pack of cans of Guinness.

“Right lads. I’m not at home for our national holiday and I miss it so we’re heading down to the bar. First, I got the family to send me these over. Not the same as a good pulled pint but they’ll do. Drink up.” She handed out the cans and as she gave Jughead his she also gave him a peck on the cheek.

“Y/N, darling, I thought you hated the Irish stereotypes of drinking? Because, right now you’re certainly living up to it.” Kevin giggled, taking a swig.

“Now now Keller. I may not like the stereotypes but I’m still deeply patriotic and proud of my heritage. I don’t live up to any of the stereotypes; I’m not ginger, a leprechaun, I hate cabbage, I DO NOT  say ‘Top of the morning to you’ and I do not have a hidden pot of gold no matter how much you ask Jug. Now c’mon, away we go! ” Jughead laughed at his girlfriends antics but followed her anyway. He usually hated the social scene, but, as this was a local bar and not a club; he could do it (for Y/N at least.)

She took Jamie as a chaser, Jack for the fun

She got Arthur on the table, with Johnny riding as shotgun

Chatted some more, one more drink at the bar

Then put Van on the jukebox, got up to dance, you know

 

After an hour at the bar, Y/N had everyone in the bar celebrating Ireland. The party was in full swing with the whiskey and Guinness flowing. They were all chatting when Y/N stood up and walked over to the jukebox. Next thing, the music changed and on came Brown Eyed Girl by Van Morrison. She walked over to Jughead and with all the strength in her body, pulled him onto the dance floor. After the song played, the young couple played some darts and some pool, in which Y/N beat Jughead at both. During some discussion of whether or not it was an 18 or 20 point difference between the in the darts, she pulled him in for a kiss. No matter how many times they kissed, he still felt like they were the only two people in the room when they did.

You know she beat me at darts and then she beat me at pool

And then she kissed me like there was nobody else in the room

As last orders were called, was when she stood on the stool

After dancing to Cèilidh, singing to trad tunes

I never heard Carrickfergus ever sung so sweet

Acapella in the bar using her feet for a beat

Oh I could have that voice playing on repeat for a week

And in this packed out room, swear she was singing to me, you know

 

It was near closing time when the bar had quieted down a little that a slightly tipsy Veronica called out for Y/N to sing us an Irish song. Of course, the whole bar had heard and everyone was now chanting “SING!” at a very red Y/N. Giving in, she stood up on a bar stool as everyone fell quiet. Jughead was sitting right below her perch on the stool. He realised in this moment that he had never heard her sing.

Y/N opened her mouth, singing Carrickfergus, and it sounded like the soft ripple of a brook through a quiet forest. The whole bar was silent as she tapped her feet to give herself a beat and sang without a backing tune. Her voice was smooth, silvery and thick with emotion, with a hint of grit. Though there were over 50 people in that room, he could have sworn it was just the two of them, as through the whole song she never broke eye contact.

As she finished, she was met with whistles and applause from the crowd and pure shock from her friends. After many a ‘I had no idea you could sing’ and an incredibly bashful Y/N, she turned to Jughead.

“No idea how you hid a voice that criminally beautiful like that from a detective like me you lady.” She laughed at his words, throwing her head back and wrapping her arms around his neck.

The group said their goodbyes outside the bar, and Jughead and Y/N began to make their way back to hers, hand in hand. Both taking a deep breath of the cool spring night air to rid themselves of the smell of smoke, whiskey and wine that had attached itself to their coats.

Now we’ve outstayed our welcome and it’s closing time
I was holding her hand, her hand was holding mine
Our coats both smell of smoke, whisky and wine
As we fill up our lungs with the cold air of the night

They laughed and joked around the whole way home, and upon reaching Y/N’s door; it was decided that Jug would stay the night. Her parents loved him anyway so that wasn’t an issue.

“I’m fucking starving, do you want anything from the kitchen” She called over her shoulder.

“Me too. It’s me Y/N, I’ll honestly eat whatever is in your kitchen and lots of it.” He heard her glorious, melodic laugh from the other room.

She walked out with a packet of Doritos and sat on the sofa with him.

“Jesus Jug, that was one of the best bloody nights of my life. I can’t thank you enough for coming with me, I know it’s not either of our scenes but I had to make an exception for St. Patrick’s Day. I love you.” She smiled up at him from her place beside him.

I walked her home then she took me inside

Finish some Doritos and another bottle of wine

I swear I’m going to put you in a song that I write

About a Galway girl and a perfect night

“I love you too. You know, I feel a short story coming on about tonight. A perfect girl and perfect night. I’ll call it Galway Girl.” He laughed at her face.

“You know there are places in Ireland apart from Galway right? I’m not even from Galway.” She nudged his shoulder and raised an eyebrow.

“Alliteration, Y/N. Alliteration. I have poetic license with this stuff.” Jughead smirked at his giggling girlfriend.

“You know, I just thought. I speak another language and I could say anything I want about you in it.” Y/N laughed at the false scandalized look on her boyfriends face.

“Is pian so thóin tú.” She kisses his nose as she says this.

“Does that mean ‘I Love You’?” He cocked an eyebrow and looked at her smugly.

“No. It means you’re a pain in the ass.” She doubled over laughing as he slapped a hand over his heart, pretending to be wounded. She climbed onto his lap and pushed the beanie off his head and brushed back the stray hairs. Studying his beautiful face and staring into his eyes, she kissed him, soft and slow and filled with love.

“Tá mé in ngrá leat” She whispers, foreheads touching.

“Does that mean I love you?” He whispers back, breathlessly.

“Yes, that means I love you.” She chuckled.

“Well then tá mé i ngrá leat as well.”

For the rest of the night, the young couple lay in stitches, with Y/N trying to teach Jughead her native tongue. By the end of the night, he had the important stuff down perfectly.

Y/N was drifting off to sleep, head on his chest and legs tangled together.

“Hey Y/N/N?” The girl hummed in response.

“Tá mé i ngrá leat.” He whispered into her hair.

A smile broke out on the girls face, as she felt so at home in this boy’s arms, and he felt the same.

“Tá mé i ngrá leat freisin.” And with those final words whispered, the young couple drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.

My pretty little Galway girl

i’m honestly so mad at the person who leaked tyler and jenna’s address? like why on earth would you even possibly think that’s an ok thing to do? they have been so kind and supportive of the clique, and this is how you choose to repay them? especially after the livestream where tyler was so so happy about his house and his leafblower and so thankful for his success and then you decide to publicly give out information that could potentially cause them to have to move. buddy, friend, pal, amigo, that’s one of the most messed up things you could do and you have shown that you have no respect for them at all and you may have put them at possible risk. if you somehow figured it out then you should have kept it to yourself and left it there. you have no right to leak personal info and what you did was super messed up.


this being said, i have read a couple different posts that are basically saying that no matter what, do not reblog/screenshot/share/like any posts with the address also do not send them anything. instead report the post and try to get this info off the web. it is up to us to prove that we really do respect them. if we don’t want them to have to move we have to do everything we can to prevent it. we have to prove that the clique still loves them, that we want them to keep their house and their leafblower. it’s up to us, so please let’s try to fix this

final* notes

OK, first of all: thanks to everybody who stuck with this experiment.

Thanks to everybody who liked or reblogged or messaged me or sent something to my askbox; thanks to everybody followed me; thanks to everyone who passed the story along to their friends and followers; thanks to everybody who read it at all, because I realize you were taking a lot on faith, this was a super weird thing.

I’d meant to do something like this for a long time, but I was always sort of worried about it because (as you’ve maybe figured out!) I struggle with plot and long scenes and structuring longer pieces. What I feel more confident about is my ability to write short things that maybe link up…so I leaned in and just did that, ha. I also wanted the individual chapters to stand on their own, and I think for the most part they do. ( @need-not is doing a similar thing and she’s great, so pop over there next!)

A lot of folks have asked if this is going to be on AO3: the answer is probably? I would like to put it there, because I know this format isn’t that easy to read, but I’m also not totally sure how it would work. If you have any ideas for how to make it work, please let me know! In the short term, it IS possible to read the chapters in order. The link is https://all-these-ghosts.tumblr.com/tagged/then-the-bomb/chrono and I believe the in-order part only works in a browser (like literally copy and paste the url into a browser window), not the app, because tumblr is weird like that.

* ok you guys obviously there is a second part, I am mean but I am not THAT mean. bear with me: this story followed pretty closely what happens in that song I kept linking to, so this story is done :) the second part is also in a more uh normal format.

Jealousy:

Request from contest winner: Ashton getting hella jealous, so maybe like, cuddling up to Calum or smth just cuz he’s a good friend and Ash gets all jealous and y'all fuck in the other room and he tries to get you to be as loud as possible.

Requested by: @asshatoftheeast

A/N: Hey guys I’m excited to post this smut as a response to a request by one of my contest winner! @asshatoftheeast gave me the whole idea and I hope they like it! I would really appreciate it if you reblogged this smut if you liked it or maybe some of my other posts i’m really trying to get to 200 followers and would be so appreciative! As always  I hope you guys like it but that you understand that is very graphic and sexual in nature. Therefore if you are not comfortable with that please do not read. Thanks you all so much, enjoy!

As I pull up to my friend Calum’s house you see that my boyfriend Ashton and other friends Luke and Mike are already there. Hanging around and watching some movies together was a normal friday night thing for all of us but Ashton had been acting weird all day. It first started when I woke up before going to work to give him a call. He had already been at his work for hour working on an important project and maybe he was just stressed but he was super short with me and seemed almost bothered by the fact I called. Then at lunch I texted him to confirm the plans for tonight and he only responded with the word yes. It may not seem like a huge deal to other people but Ashton not being his giggly sweet self worries me. I try to shake the thought from my head as you get out of my car and walk up to the door. Having been there several times and knowing all of them well I let myself in.

“Hello?” I call out hearing them somewhere else in the house.

Luke calls back to me. “In the kitchen!”

I kick off my shoes and hang up my heavy coat I was wearing due to the harsh winter breeze. Making my way into the kitchen I hope Ashton will be in a better mood.

“Hey guys!” I smile and looking over at Ashton. He barely smiles and my stomach turns. What’s going on with him?

We all talk for a little while and order the pizza for the movie. Deciding on X-Men  and the pizza quickly arriving we all settle on the couch. Ashton, although he has barely spoken to me the entire night, he sits to my left and Calum sits to my right. After finishing a few slices I lean over to get closer to Ashton who sighs. Taken back by this I shift my weight again towards Calum. I have to admit now I’m extremely worried and slightly pissed.

“You okay?” Calum asks above a whisper.

I nod and say, “I’m fine I’m just chilly.”

Calum takes the blanket off his lap and lays it over me. “We can share, come here.” He says opening his arms.

This didn’t seem strange to me, all of us were friends before you and Ashton started dating. I’ve cuddled with all of them and even kissed Mike in like the tenth grade. However Ashton shoots me a dirty look. I’m mad now. He’s been an ass all day and now he wants to be mad at me? “This is ridiculous.” I think to myself.

The movie is over soon and we all clean up. Ashton is now complete mute towards me. Everyone says their goodbyes and I quickly storm out the door. I hear footsteps following me but ignore them. That is until I get to my car and suddenly the footsteps are right behind me. I know it’s Ashton and I go to open the car door but he shuts it quickly and turns me around to face him.  For a moment I just stand there waiting for him to say something.

“Are you going to say something?!” I suddenly ask feeling uncomfortable and angry and most of all confused.

“You are mine….” He whispers gruffly. “Get in my car.”

I look at him shocked. “No way!”

“I wasn’t asking you, just get in my car.” He says walking away and getting in his car himself.

Something makes me follow him and do as he says. “Fuck you.” I mumble buckling my seat belt. We drive in silence but when we pull up to his house her rushes to get my car door for me and then leads me inside.

“I had a bad day and I treated you like shit and I shouldn’t have… I’m sorry… but you are mine.” He says as he backs me into his front door. “Mine…. Not Calum’s… not anyone else’s…. Mine. I love you and I’m sorry.”

I nod my breathing unsteady as I feel his hands caress my hips and pulling me close. “I-I’m still pissed at you.” I stutter out. “But I love you too…”

Ashton rests his forehead against mine and smiles a little. “You better.” His one hand then moves up to my cheek and caresses lightly before kissing me roughly. “Now let me remind how mine you truly are…”

Nodding he swoops me up and walks us to the bedroom. The whole way there we keep kissing roughly and passionately. Ashton kicks the door open and tosses me onto his bed. He then slowly and agonizingly lifts off his shirt revealing his toned chest and abdomen. I got to take off my clothes but he grabs my hands. “Let me.” He says just above a whisper. I lay back on the bed and slowly he starts undressing me. “Fuck…. I swear you somehow get more beautiful every day….”

I giggle as he leaves teasing kisses on my stomach. “I’m still pissed.”

“Keep telling yourself that baby girl.” He says leaving me now only in my underwear before stripping himself. He undresses slowly and teasingly and by the end he has me so worked up that I’m practically drooling. I reach out to touch him and he grabs my hand. “I said let me.” He says growling a little under his breath. He lets my hand go and pushes me back on my back before climbing over my figure and leaning down to kiss me surprisingly soft.

“Ashton….” I mumble a little under my breath.

He smirks as he kisses at the delicate skin on my neck and chest. “Was that a moan my darling?” I nod at little and then whimper as he bites into my flesh to mark me his. “Answer me baby… did you just moan? Huh?” He asks again as he continues down my body with his lips and his bites.

“Y-yes….” I whisper watching him as he slowly tugs on the band of my underwear. Ashton chuckles and starts softly kissing my thighs and hips and everywhere except where I need him the most. “Please Ash…” I mutter out running a hand through his soft messy curls.

“Be patient or we’ll stop.” He snaps a little and I groan as he continues to tease. He pushes me further by fanning his breath over my heat and ‘accidently’ bumping my clit with his nose as he changes thighs. However finally he lays a soft kiss on my center. Starting to kitten lick me Ashton grabs my hips to keep me steady. I moan out for him a little which makes him smile against me. “Let me hear you, let the neighbors know your mine, scream so loud fucking Calum can hear you across town.”

“Ashton….” I moan louder as he works me up and causes me to start to squirm with his tongue. “Fuck please don’t stop.”

“Trust me I won’t, cum for me baby girl, come on.” He says quickly before returning to the task at hand… or mouth rather. My legs start to shake and soon I’m writhing beneath him. I know I’m moaning and calling out for him but I can’t hear it through my orgasm. My chest heavy I start to come down from my high but Ashton suddenly slams his lips against my mine passionately. “I could do that all fucking day…” Breathlessly I reach down for him but again he denies me and pushes me back onto my back. “How many times do I have to tell you, let me… let me…”

“Ashton please, I want you.” I whimper looking up at him desperately as he slowly strokes his cock a few times. “Please…”

“Fuck you are so beautiful…” He groans. “Say my name just like that again, whimper it for me.” He asks and of course I do because with every flick of his wrist and every second I don’t have him I find myself getting more and more needy. “Good girl, now remember what I said, let me hear you.”

Slowly he leans down and hovers over me before slowly sliding into me. Instantly I moan for his and find my fingers raking. He groans and kisses me hard. Almost immediately he starts rocking in and out out of me establishing a good pace. We are both moaning and groaning and I’m tugging lightly at his hair with one hand while the other stays trying to keep him close to me. He then reaches down and starts rubbing my clit with his fingers.

“Oh fuck Ash!” I whimper and bite into his shoulder.

He grunts and starts thrusting harder. “Don’t muffle yourself, I’ll fucking stop I swear, let it out.” He command and I throw my head back moaning his name loudly. Kissing my neck and jaw line he starts whispering in my ear. “I can feel how badly you want to cum again… I can feel you fucking clenching already, tell me baby are you close?”

“Yes Ash fuck…. Oh god.” I whimper the last part as he goes harder and faster suddenly. “Don’t stop… fuck…”

“Then cum for me baby, I’m so close baby but I’m not cuming until you do….” He groans and I moan again super loud as I arch my back and he again goes quicker and harder driving me to my orgasm. “That’s it baby, fuck…. Fuck Y/N…” Ashton says orgasming as well.

As I come down from my second high and Ashton’s first he holds me close. “I love you so much.” He whispers breathlessly. “I was an ass… I know, I had myself all worked up today over something…. Something I’ve been wanting to ask you….and seeing you cuddle into Calum just made me so…. infuriated.”

I stare up at him confused. “What do you want to ask me?”

He smiles but his cheeks redden. “I wanted to know if… you… wanted to move in with me?” He asks softly. “I love you so much, and that apartment of yours makes me worried, and if you live here, we could do that whenever we wanted…”

Blushing up at him I nod and giggle a little. “Yes, I’ll move in with you.” He eyes light up but after I kiss him I whisper. “However with the reaction you had tonight…. I might cuddle with Calum more often.”

We both laugh knowing I’m only joking and then lay there together peacefully in love never wanting the moment to end.




PS. - Another Daddy!Ashton and a Neighbor!Ashton smuts coming soon 

anonymous asked:

RIGHT (now that I know we both love shy boy) how about tamaki getting "kissing practice" with the same friend he's gotten feeling for, and they end up just non casually making out like crazy because he just lost all control at that stage (bonus points if things get nsfw 😉😉😉)

Shy Bae is my Bae 💕

Thank you again for your ask anon, I’m glad you liked it!💙

For everyone who hasn’t read it, anon is referring to this post

 

I don’t know what I did, it’s some strange mix of hc and scenario 🙈


  • After he talked with Mirio, Tamaki really wanted to ask her out on date, but boy got super nervous and only managed to ask her for a movie night, sometime
  • The moment he gets her text message about the place and date, it hits him that this is much more terrifying than a “date” outside because they’re going to be in a room alone
  • Is this a date? Is it not? What does she think about it? He can’t ask her, so he replies to her message, deciding on a date/time and setting up his room as a place. At least, maybe, he would be more comfortable in the privacy of his own home
  • When the day is finally around the corner and he opens his door for her, he is startled. It’s a really warm day and she’s only wearing some short shorts and an oversized t-shirt. She excuses herself for the “messy” look, but since they’re only going to watch some movie together and they’re good friends, she thought wearing comfortable clothes would be okay
  • Boy, he wished he’d asked her out on a normal date. Movie nights are apparently so much harder to handle
  • His heart is beating like crazy and since this is his home, he can’t escape it. He tries to calm down, he doesn’t want to pull the wall show again and he really doesn’t want to disappoint her
  • After they decided on a film, they settle down onto his bed. She’s making herself comfortable in the spot right next to him. Did it just get hotter in here? He demands himself to focus on the film
  • Finds out it’s not a good idea because from the beginning there is a lot of kissing and touching involved in the movie
  • Thanks to Hollywood, he’s all riled up now
  • Of course she noticed that he was kind of stiff from the beginning and of course she has a hint of what’s going on. It’s not like she has no eyes in her head or she never catches him staring. Knowing his personality, she never wanted to scare him away, so she never tried to approach him directly. Now though, she thinks it’s a good time to make a move
  • He goes from pale white to tomato red in an instant, when she asks him if the reason for his behavior is that he never kissed a girl before
  • Before he is able to slip under his blanket, she’s all over him, sprawled over his lap, legs right and left beside him. “Tama-chan~”, she gives him a smug smile, “It’s okay. We’re friends. I can teach you a little if you want”
  • Not really able to process what’s happening, he can’t escape when her lips crash against his. First, he doesn’t move, he doesn’t breath. His heart is pounding like crazy against his ribcage and he is almost sure he’s going to have a heart attack any second
  • The moment she pulls back and he sees the uncertain look in her eyes, his instincts take over. He’s just a guy a after all, with needs and urges
  • He grips her hips “Teach me”, and their lips crash again

It starts with slow lingering kisses, both of them trying to get used to each other. He wraps his hands around her small frame tightly, careful not to make her uncomfortable in one way or another. Never had he imagined being ever so close to her.

The longer the lingering touch of her smooth lips last, the more he starts feeling comfortable, his natural insecurity slowly melting away. With a bold move, his hands start traveling up and down on her back.

Feeling her leaning into his touch, he lets his instincts take over completely, deciding to go with whatever feels good for both of them.

Leaning backwards, he nibbles on the soft flesh of her pink lips dragging her down with him. A breathy moan escapes her and she lays her hands down on top of his chest for support. Catching a glimpse of her tinted cheeks, he feels goosebumps eliciting on his skin. The way she looks is enticing and suddenly he has no qualms about speeding up the pace a little.

It begins with feathery touches down on her waistline, till he reaches the hem of her shirt. His lips are back onto hers, as he bites her lower lip tenderly. He repeats a mix of nibbling and biting until her lips are slightly swollen and both of them are panting in need of oxygen.

It takes only a second and the exchange of some quick glances, before his hands are working his way up her back underneath the fabric of her shirt. Her heated skin is as smooth as silk and every touch feels like tiny electric impulses, leaving a prickling sensation on the tips of his fingers.

Again they both crash together, this time it’s only a short nibble before he licks his tongue over her now oversensitive flesh and she opens her lips for him without any further demand. They’re tongues start a rough dance and in one swift motion he spins both of them around, him now hovering over her trembling body, never breaking the feverish kiss. Angling himself anew, she urges for his touches. In no time, his hands are back on her body, cascading upwards her stomach.

He’s mapping out every inch of her wet cavern, when he feels the need to breathe again. A low growl escapes his throat when he breaks the kiss and she whines a little, grabbing him by his head and whirling her fingers through his hair in a desperate attempt to close the distance between them again.

His head being all hazy with the newly claimed dizzying pleasure, he misses her lips, but decides that her jaw is not a bad place either. He’s placing sloppy kisses down her jawline, traveling down her neck, until he arrives at the junction of her shoulder and he can’t resist to sink his teeth in there gently. He sucks a little at the sensitive spot, skin bruising instantly in a brilliant purplish indigo. Satisfied, he reaches back to take a look at his work.

He eyes her carefully. Skin fathered a shade darker, eyes half lidded and pupils blown wide, she is definitely a sight to be seen.

In this moment, Tamaki realizes that movie nights might not be so bad after all.

NCT 127 Reaction to another guy flirting with you

Taeil: He wouldn’t be too angry or anything he would just make it obvious that you were his girl and calmly make sure you both left. “Hey babe lets go get some ice cream or something,” He would say slinging his arm around your waist.

Originally posted by h-soulless

Johnny: Johnny would step in and try to keep the situation lighthearted. It might annoy him internally but Johnny isn’t here to start any fights. “Hey man, never seen you before. Y/n you coming? I wanted to show you some of my new choreo.” he would grab your hand and walk away with you not looking back.

Originally posted by withsuh

Taeyong: Taeyong would have mad glares for this guy. “Don’t touch my girlfriend mate,” He would hug you sweetly from behind to make sure the guy definitely got the message. “We have to leave, see you around, or not.” He wouldn’t bother with niceties. 

Originally posted by teeuai

Yuta: Yuta would see you talking to some guy who was being a bit too flirty. he wouldn’t make a fuss. He would smile at you and wave before making his way over. “What you guys talking about?” he would ask with a grin. “Oh hey I don’t know if we have met, I’m y/n’s boyfriend Yuta.” he would say. It would sound normal to the other guy but you would hear the jealousy in his voice. i think you would hold his hand and walk away whilst Yuta was still being his happy self.

Originally posted by yu-gyummy

Doyoung: Doyoung would be straight up no bs. “Um, can you not touch my girlfriend like that, please. That’s called an invasion of personal space.” He would be pretty annoyed at the guy and maybe a bit jealous. If the guy seemed to be making you uncomfortable you would have to stop Doyoung having a fight. Because he is a singer, not an MMA fighter.

Originally posted by milkeus

Jaehyun: Jaehyun would just use physical gestures to send a backoff message. If he felt you were being made uncomfortable by the guy. If not he had a trust in your relationship so it wouldn’t really bother him too much. He would just put his arm around you or come up to you and greet you with a kiss on the cheek. Something subtle but obvious. 

Originally posted by mypeachprince

Winwin: Winwin wouldn’t really know how to approach the situation because he is not exactly the confrontation king. He would want to stop the guy hitting on you but he didn’t want to cause trouble or interrupt the conversation if he was your friend. He would probably come up to you and make some excuse up as to why you had to leave.

Originally posted by 7thvelvet

Mark: Mark would make some nervous approach and try and come across cool even though he was kind of pissed off with the guy. “Hey y/n um I need you to read my rap lyrics for this thing. It’s like super important and we should go now,” He would do his little nervous laugh and then pull you away quickly because the guy just needed to stop.

Originally posted by why-jaehyun

Haechan: Haechan would think he was up for a fight when he definitely would not be. “Can you not hit on my girlfriend because you’re flirting is embarrassingly bad and that’s my girlfriend.” If the guy made any advance towards him Haechan would grab your hand and start to walk away still holding his pretence. “You’re lucky she is holding me back my friend. I could take you!”

Originally posted by nctinfo

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My comic thumbnailing process for anon!

I start out with a script or just a really really loose bullet point list of what i want to happen (quickly jot them down before they get lost! Mine only makes sense to me so you probs wont be able to read it well. Sorry bout that!) Then i thumbnail the entirety of my comic. As you can see, they’re literally just stick figures. It’s important to keep them this way so that you wont get sucked in on making it ‘pretty.’ This is the time to feel out the flow and if the whole story connects. Also time to experiment with composition and layout!

Then I blow each page up and clean it up a tiny bit and put dialogue clearer just so that when i clean up I won’t be confused. Then, just inking from then on! Time to make it ‘pretty.’ And if you look at it, i still change a lot of things around even in the final stages. So always keep thinking about how you can best convey a scene!

As for books on storyboarding or storytelling in general, these 2 are great books!! I have a huge list of them too if you need more~

Edit: OH and of course Scott Mcloud’s stuff! Super easy and fun to read on top of being extremely informative!!
ID #77458

Name: Bree
Age: 17 almost 18
Country: USA

Hello! My name is Brianna but I typically go by Bree. I’ll be 18 in July and I live in the United States of America in the state of Florida. I just graduated high school last week and now I’m off to college soon. I’ve had long distance friends but I’ve never actually gone through a pen pal thing like this before and unfortunately, I can’t do snail mail.

Anyway, I’m interested in politics, history, biology (especially genetics and neurology), psychology, religious studies, reading and language. I’m learning American Sign Language as well as Hebrew and I’m trying to get into new hobbies like gardening and bullet journaling. I grew up not watching movies but I’m also trying to get into that so I may have not seen your favorite movie even if it is super popular which sucks but if you recommend it to me, I will probably watch it and then you can tell me about all your favorite parts. For TV shows, I love Grey’s Anatomy, Lost Girl, the typical Netflix Originals (Sense8, Stranger Things, OA) and tons of shows that I know are bad but I watch anyway like Once Upon A Time and Vampire Diaries. Again, I’ll probably check out your favorite show if I haven’t already. I listen to many different types of music from many decades so I’ll probably love to check out anything you’re interested in unless it’s too vulgar and demeaning. I love sharing my interests with my friends and hearing about theirs but I am definitely a feminist so I’m not interested in things that go extremely against my values. Some random things about me are I love watches, candles, cool socks, Youtube, coloring and although I’m not artsy at all, I love love love all forms of art. I have 2 beautiful cats and a dog but my cats are really my babies and I love them so much. I’m a lesbian and I lead and LGBTQ youth group as well as work with a bullying and suicide prevention organization and volunteering and activism is my passion.

Preferences: Ages 15-21, any sexuality or gender, not racist, homophobic, transphobic, islamophobic, anti semitic, etc.

I can’t do snail mail but we can communicate through text, snapchat, instagram, tumblr, messenger, skype or email.

anonymous asked:

I know I'm a day late (or just late in general whenever you read this lol) but is there anyway you could write about spending the day with Dan on his birthday? Just a super fluff thing - a blurb, imagine, whatever your heart desires! 💕

*is three days late*

-waking up before Dan and taking a pic of him sleeping to post on twitter for his birthday

-gently waking him up with kisses and whispered ‘happy birthdays’

-knowing Dan isn’t keen on doing something big for his birthday so just taking him out to lunch

-Surprising Dan with all his friends joining you two for lunch to celebrate

-Dan giving you a little glare because he hates surprises but secretly happy that you thought to gather everyone he cared about for his birthday

-Going back home and having a nice quiet evening watching some show and cuddling

-”Pumpkin, if you got me another terrarium for our jungle of a room I’m gonna fight you”

-Birthday sex ;)

-Dan thanking you for a great birthday and telling you how much he loves you


If you want to read a Dan birthday smut it’s right here. Requests still open!

Sammy Says Challenge Masterlist

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR PARTICIPATING. @impala-dreamer and I loved getting to read fics both from people we know and new friends :) There’s lots of wonderful fics on this list, please take some time to read one or two and leave feedback for these wonderful authors!

Sam x Reader

Dude you’re not going to poke her with a stick by @abbesssolute

Do you have bigger cups? by @roarrrrysfics

Two-to-one by @trexrambling

Falling Around You by @saving-people-shipping-things 

High by @super-not-naturall

Maybe I Knew by @hanahindie

This changes everything by @paigeinastory

Tease by @pinknerdpanda

Drunken Confessions by @wi-deangirl77

Trust by @spn-and-daddy-issues

Sexy Bastard by @dancing-the-hellfire-rumba

Hangover Cure by @whatareyousearchingfordean

Fine by @wordstothewisereaders

Curse by @impalaimagining

Bringing up the Past by @typicalweirdbookworm

Truce by @notnaturalanahi

The Trials by @amanda-teaches

Pranked by @growningupgeek

Just Me, Coffee, and My Big Mouth by @lipstickandwhiskey

Dean x Reader

Over Our Heads by @deanssweetheart23

Some Curse by @because-imma-lady-assface

Chill Out by @jayankles

On the House by @wayward-oneshots

Gabriel x Reader

Real or Not? by @hiswickedkitty

Crowley x Reader

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night by @roxy-davenport

Sister!reader

First Date by @revwinchester

Date Night by @bohowitch (@threthiel)

No Pairing

Herpes by @wren-writes-sometimes

We’re Still Good by @docharleythegeekqueen

Sam x Beka

The Quest for Bekuhkuh by @jpadjackles

Where is She? by @luciisthebest

(actual representation of me)
Hey, um, so this is awkward like me but hey!
I see all these cool people posting things about themselves and I’m like woah they’re really cool! But the thing is that I’m never good at making the first move,, but maybe you are;))
My name is Nick, well thats my nICKname (ayyyyy lmao sorry), I’m a 15 year old boy in search of love and validation:(
I’ve submitted before but it ended in tumblr chats like
Hi!
Hey!
How are you?
I’m fine and you?
Yeah I’m good
And then my anxiety came and ruined the day making me never answer you again:’(
Thats why this time I’ve decided to talk through emails! Actually I wish I could send you letters but I don’t know how that works, but who knows maybe one day?!
My email is bahepin @ gmail.com
If you’re thinking about sending me something then introduce your beautiful person to me and come with the most random topic you could think of, make me fight you! Make me cry of laughter! Make me have an existencial crisis? Thats fair! I just want to keep the conversation going so maybe we could end up being super best friends:’)
I don’t mind if we have different interests! As well as I don’t mind neither your gender, race, sexuality and all of that. It would be cool if you were around my age 14-16.
Well I like to do many things!
+ I like drawing and playing the guitar.
+ I like swimming but it’s still a little cold where I am from.
+ My taste in music goes from the soundtrack of Shrek to the beautiful melodies of Frank Ocean. + I love dogs! And I’m the father of 7 plants.
+ I like to read but only if it doesn’t have anything to do with my history homework. I like Percy Jackson and pretty much all of Rick Riordan’s work, Aristotle and Dante (pretty gay smh:^) ) and I also have a soft place in my heart for some fanfiction.
+ I’m a zodiac nerd, I’m sorry in advance.
+ And finally I like the ugly youtube rats Dan and Phil.
Hope you like me:( And I also hope we get to talk pretty soon! If you want to talk about your neighbor’s affair nobody knows about or that time you saw your weird cousin kissing a fish then you know who to talk to!
Hasta pronto mi amigo/amiga/nb pal!

anonymous asked:

head canons about dizzee?

u really did it my friend… i won’t be able to shut up but here are some things i like to think about. 

dizzee loves tiny little shops? like flower shops? book shops? thrift shops? he’d just walk to cute places all the time and make friends with employees and buy cool stuff to display in his room and he really really ends up loving flowers ‘cause the owner knows all about them and he finds it super cool. he buys books on the meaning of flowers and starts giving them to people he loves….a concept. 

i don’t want this to be super long because once i start talking about him i won’t stfu but one more thing….he’s a night owl and stays up reading or drawing or writing out rumi quotes he’s memorized in his old beat up journal and loves the quiet .. thank u

Lose My Number - Parte tres

Originally posted by buckybarneswintersoldier


Prompt:  Reader is assigned with a group of agents to be trained by Captain and Bucky, whom she used to date a few years back when the relationship ended when she ghosted him. Also inspired by “Lose My Number” by James Blunt.

Words: 1597

A/N: Hi! Sorry for the long wait, but my personal life has been kicking my ass. Between University and work I’ve got no time left. Things are still busy no, I’ve just been drowing in anxiety as of lately, so I decided to take a break from it all and write you guys this. I hope you guys enjoy it (and leave feedback if you can. That it’s always lovely to read! <3 )

Parte dos  - Series masterlist


Twenty minutes. That’s all Y/N’s excitement of knowing she passed her comparative law final lasted. Twenty minutes. She was about to show Adam her test when the super soldiers showed up and started talking about the training they had coming. With that, her excitement evaporated as she pushed the paper inside her backpack and turned to look at Steve and Bucky.

“You talked things with him?” asked her friend while looking at the soldiers.

“Nope, first time seeing him since last session,” She said looking straight ahead too. Not wanting to get into a fight like last time.

“Today we’ll be sparring,”  Steve’s voice rang out, “we’ll do it in pairs.”

Adam and her looked at each other, fistbumping, they had sparred before together. They worked together well and knew this session would not be as grilling as others.  

Steve proceeded to grab a folder, “You guys by now have grown accustomed  to the way your partner fights,” he said before opening the folder, “that’s why we will be pairing you guys this time around.”

Groans were heard throughout the room as Steve read names at loud. “Adam and Jack,” he said and her friend went to join the other guy, “Y/N and Brock,” slowly she walked towards Brock’s usual spot, but couldn’t find him, she walked a bit more as everyone else paired up, yet  her partner was nowhere to be found.

“Everyone ready?” asked the Captain, she was about to raise her hand when he continued, “I’ll be observing everyone’s work, if someone does not have a partner, Bucky here will work with you,” she felt herself deflating. Of course of everyone in that class, she would be the one left without a partner, and of course the person she would have to spar against would be Bucky freaking Barnes. 

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anonymous asked:

hi!! do u have any headcanons about neil and andrew playing on opposite pro teams and their "rivalry" and what happens when neil transfers to andrew's team???? (and how everyone finds out about them??) OR just in general lmao their life after college

i sure do, my friend [shows up ten years late to the bf rivalry posts], this has already been done about 500 times but i’m always a slut for more variations of things that i’ve already read, idk about you 

  • the minyard-josten rivalry is real and it is intense
  • everyone is super into it
  • andrew and neil are both on rival teams somehow??
  • neil accidentally almost says something super gushy about andrew because one of the reporters asked him if he knew about how well andrew was playing
  • neil actually thinks for a second and a brutal comment comes out of his mouth because andrew probably wouldn’t appreciate neil praising him very dramatically on live television
  • (neil calls him later and tells him how amazing he is and how he misses him while andrew just stays silent and occasionally raises the percentage)
  • the press is all over this
  • “what is going on with minyard and josten? is it complete and utter hatred?”
  • “well, they aren’t wrong. i hate you” neil just smiles and kisses andrew
  • but onto the rivalry
  • they play along in the beginning
  • the old foxes take “sides”
  • it’s amusing for all of them because they know that the “rivals” are (not) dating 
  • and one of them doesn’t give enough of a shit about exy to even have a rival
  • anyways, #teamjosten and #teamminyard are trending on twitter
  • it’s a shitshow, neil responds to all of the #teamjosten tweets with a “thanks for your support [praying emoji]”
  • he’s laughing and lying on the couch with his head in andrew’s lap while andrew is reading a book (in addition to running his hand through neil’s hair) and not “wasting his life away on twitter”

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