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Cat Got Your Tongue Pt. 1 (M)

Word Count: 5,463

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: catboy!tae, comedy, fluff, eventual smut

Summary: When your boyfriend cheats on you you’re left heartbroken and lost all hope in relationships. Santa says you’ll find love soon, but what do you do when you’re beloved cat turns into a beautiful grown man?

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SUPER TEXT LIST! (Texts From Last Night Inspired)

originally from frommemetoyou

  • [text] Are you lost?
  • [text] NO! That was a typo
  • [text] Did you buy it?
  • [text] I think I’m a mermaid
  • [text] I know it’s 3am, but come over and cook for me. 
  • [text] Too lazy to booty call, so have this text instead
  • [text] Need to bury a body, it’s urgent.
  • [text] Are you sure there’s no monsters?
  • [text] It was an accident.
  • [text] lol fuk da police
  • [text] send me a picture and i’ll be home quicker ;)
  • [text] DO NOT READ THE LAST MESSAGE IT WASN’T MEANT FOR YOU
  • [text] Well maybe I broke my tongue!
  • [text] Please tell me you’re free today! I’ve got some big news today.
  • [text] Got a spare ticket, do you want to come?
  • [text] Do you have a spare mankini I can borrow?
  • [text] Is fancy dress allowed at the wedding?
  • [text] I was using my old baby blanket as a makeshift skirt because no pants
  • [text] We were banging then all I remember is coming down hard and smashing my top teeth off his forehead… I just rolled off and tapped out. 
  • [text] Like alphabetically, I’d say a t?
  • [text] I’m sorry if throwing up in the back of your dad’s car ruined our friendship :(
  • [text] there is absolutely nothing wrong with two grown men staying up all night singing karaoke and drink out of juice cartons. don’t judge me.
  • [text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesn’t need it today.
  • [text] Do you know where I am?
  • [text] My wedding is in 5 hours and I have no idea where I am. Help!
  • [text] We played Rock Paper Scissors to see who would get a piggy back ride home. I’ve never been so broken.
  • [text] Is “head down ass up” an appropriate way to say good morning?
  • [text] That is definitely not healthy, in fact I’m not sure it’s legal to send that sort of picture?
  • [text] There isn’t enough cookie dough ice cream at home, so I’ll be heartbroken tomorrow instead.
  • [text] Not sure if I took a nap or went to another dimension
  • [text] ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSION! HE IS A TRIPLET, WE DONT NEED TO FIGHT OVER HIM WE CAN HAVE AN ORGY INSTEAD
  • [text] No no don’t leave me, who’s going to walk me home
  • [text] She wheeled me home in a trolley and sad she loved me, I think I win.
  • [text] My dick just got serenaded.
  • [text] I ate the whole wheel of cheese. Help.
  • [text] I’ve been hiding under the bed for the past 20 minutes, and now they’re getting into it and it’s a little too late for me to jump out and surprise them. So expect a live sex updates
  • [text] The fridge is fully stocked. I’m either hallucinating or this is a miracle
  • [text] I need you to help me clean the house because I have visitors in less than an hour???
  • [text] Your brother is at the front door- WHAT DO I SAY?!
  • [text] It’s all fun and games till someone says you’re so pretty they could punch you and they, you know, punch you
  • [text] I’m in A&E but I don’t really know why
  • [text] Went to bed with a 10, just about woke up with a 2 and a half
  • [text] I think I’m officially a homewrecker because his wife just walked in screaming and he said it’s not what it looks like. I mean what else could it look like? I wasn’t trimming his hairs with my mouth?!
  • [text] My night ended with me crying in a gutter, I hate you.
  • [text] He’s decorated the toilet with his urine. I never want to see him ever again, tell him he has 2 minutes to get out of our house.
  • [text] Don’t talk to me! You tried to trade me for a glass of wine and a cigarette!
  • [text] I promise I’ll get everyone to jelly wrestle with us xox
  • [text] I am armed with a crown, a sash and a bouquet of flowers. Don’t test me.
  • [text] I think I got married last night?
  • [text] I think I got married on impulse last night… and after looking a second time, I don’t think i’ve made any mistakes.
  • [text] My mouth tastes like poor choices
  • [text] I didn’t let go of the mechanical bull, but they had to pull me off because… it was rough just the way I like it and I think that showed?
  • [text] If I say it was accidental you’ll just say I’m lying
  • [text] There is an alarming amount of glitter in my… everywhere
  • [text] You’re my hero
  • [text] You’re the worst thing to ever happen to me, thank you
  • [text] Have you ever had a good idea in your life?
  • [text] Are we going to end up in the hospital again?
  • [text] It’s not a good night if I don’t end up crying into your mother’s lap.
  • [text] Mark my words, your dad will be my sugar daddy, he’ll marry me and you’ll have to call me momma bear and I will interrupt your sex life with condoms and condiments.
  • [text] I’m may be allergic to nuts, but not his.
  • [text] She high fived me out of pity
  • [text] You walked in wearing nothing but a beekeeper mask
  • [text] You just walked in, rated their performance, dragged in three other people to clap for them, then walked back out.
  • [text] You kept calling me baby Jesus and trying to see what wise men had to say about my hair…
  • [text] I am a responsible adult. I tied up my hair before I puked
  • [text] I am a responsible adult, I brought home a lost kitten and let it shit in your room
  • [text] I accidentally talked myself into a threesome, when did I become so smooth?
  • [text] It may or may not have been your sister…
  • [text] It may or may not have been your brother…
  • [text] If you’re not coming over with food, don’t come over at all
  • [text] Call me and get me out of this conversation NOW. My co-worker is talking to me about her birds having sex again…
  • [text] IM NOT TALKING TO YOU UNTIL YOU MAKE A PROCLAMATION YOU LOVE ME MORE THAN TACOS
  • [text] Buy me a helicopter, I will give you the last slice of pizza. pls. this is important. okay maybe the crust?
  • [text] Let’s never forget the time I met you while you were running down the street naked and in handcuffs.
  • [text] I tried to put lipstick on my eyeballs, help.
  • [text] I told her my cum counts as protein shake and she sent a text to my gran saying I ate her cat.
  • [text] If you don’t fuck me hard, rough, and senseless the minute we’re alone in your room, I’m returning you to the boyfriend store
  • [text] I accidentally sexted your mum, I’m sorry xox
  • [text] There can only be one screw up per family and I was here first. Get your shit together bro
  • [text] I feel like you’re pretending I didn’t bail you out of jail last night for trying to staple a cushion to the top of their car so you had a “comfy place to sit”
  • [text] You climbed the fence and then started crying because you were scared of hamsters, I really don’t know what you took, but you need a babysitter.
  • [text]  I wish we could all take a bath together. Not in a “let’s fuck” way. But in a relaxing drunk in the tub sort of “let me wash your hair” way.
Touch Me, Touch You | 01 (M)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5


BTS; Yoongi/Suga (Ft. J-Hope/Hoseok)

Genre: Smut | PWP

Word count: 1.7k

Description: Yoongi gets a surprise when he thought he had the apartment all to himself.

Anonymous requested: Voyeurism with Yoongi was supposed to be a drabble but turned into this…

Warnings: Spanking, masturbation

A/N: I…. have no words to explain myself here… This is the first part to Yoongi’s birthday scenario so…. There will be a concluding part posted on his bday ^^ Do I dare tag @ellieljade because she coaxed me to post this tbh…. 

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#MyParentsAreLosers - Batmom x Batfam

I couldn’t bring myself to write a “depressed Batmom” story today, and I really wanna write it well and all so…here’s a silly thing for you, to “wait” for an actual story. Warning : it’s stupid and not greatly written, probably a bit of a mess (I wrote that in three days, with 5 minutes available each day to do it so yeah…messy) This was requested (anonymously), a story about the Batboys introducing Batmom and Bruce to Instagram and Snapchat, but I can’t find the original message anymore so…Here, if you read this anon’, I hope you’ll like it :-) (I hope all of you guys will like it) :

My masterlist blog : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com

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It’s Alfred who discovered it. 

He read it in the Gotham Daily (neither you nor Bruce ever had time to read any newspapers, besides, both of you were getting a bit tired about the fact that almost every “news” was about you and him…). 

As he was reading the article, for the first time in years, Alfred let it go. Thanks God he was alone in the house that day, as he bursted out in a loud and ridiculous laughter ! 

It made him laugh for hours, in fact (Damian and Tim coming home from school ruining his fun), and oh he had to tell you guys but…his majordome ways kept him from plainly coming to you and outright telling you. 

At first, he tried to leave the actual article in places you could see it. 

On the kitchen counter, for example, while you took your breakfast…But you never paid attention to anything before your third cup of coffee, even if it was right there in front of you, and by then Bruce would have joined you and you and him would be too focused on each other to realize that this damn article was on the kitchen counter !! AND OH MY GOD COULD YOU STOP KISSING AND LOOK AT THIS DAMN PIECE OF PAPER RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU ?! But it was too late, your kids were coming in and your focus would slightly shift from Bruce to them, the article would fall into the Oblivion as you just completely ignored it while doing your traditional conversation with your family. It was an old routine Alfred knew by heart. 

He tried to put it in the bathroom, and found it soaked and teared…It was something, really, how you and Bruce could be so observant sometimes, and yet so blind some others. 

He also tried the bed, laying it on your pillow where he’d be sure you’d find it…But the day he did that, Bruce came home early from patrol and you rushed upstairs rather fast and…Alfred found the sticky and…oh he’d rather not think about it, and just imagined that you guys were very sweaty when sleeping and…Let’s just never mention that episode ever again. 

He put it on the computer in the Batcave, and found it, days later, under Bruce’s seat. How did it got there ? He had no idea, but what was sure is that the greatest detective in the World, the Goddamn Batman, didn’t notice that stupid piece of paper RIGHT ON HIS KEYBOARD ! 

His last resort was the library, where you spend most of your free times when the boys and Bruce weren’t around…He placarded it everywhere, putting it in every single books you were most likely to read that day and…What did you do ? Enter the damn library reading something already, so of course you didn’t pay attention to any of the articles, and you even used a few articles as bookmarks…Oh dear…

Alfred decided that it was time to stop trying to be subtle (though he could admit that his poor attempts at making you read this particular newspaper articles weren’t really “subtle”). 

He gave up one morning, after three weeks of trying to make you guys read that damn article, and just shoved it in your face, right in front of the cup of coffee you were about to drink, so that you just HAD to read it. 

“The children of the Wayne households post a series of pictures of their parents, and it goes viral” was the title of it.

What ?

It was early in the morning, and it took you a while before starting to understand what was happening. 

To understand that your sons apparently kept posting pictures on the internet, of you and Bruce, with the caption (or “hashtag” as they called it) : #MyParentsAreLoosers, followed by the sentence “But I still love them”. 

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In the AM :: Im Jaebum

Hello friends! Mafia/gang au were always my favourite after watching KHR haha. So I finally gave a shot at it! I was really inspired by two amazing tumblr writers so I would like to thank them for motivating me to write after reading their work! A massive thank you to @narika-a who wrote a scenario with mafia GOT7, the plot of this fic is mainly developed from their scenario with Youngjae. And a special thank you to @jungk0oksthighs​ and their amazing mafia au fic giving me the final push to write this! I hope everyone enjoys it!

(Bless the soul who took this picture)

Word count: 28K (Mother of god)

Warning: coarse language, drunk people, smut, unprotected sex, violence, blood

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Summary: Jaebum is one of the most notorious gang leaders in South Korea. He is merciless and brutal allowing him and his group, GOT7, to own most of Seoul. One day he goes after a young female who happened to be interfering with his business, who ultimately stole 40 grand from him. However, he got the wrong girl. She was nothing but a poor student who worked overtime at night to pay for her rent, and when she’s not busy with school or work her favourite pass time was to give Jaebum a never-ending headache. The girl didn’t steal 40 grand from him. She stole so much more, his heart.

Jaebum pov

I watch her through the tinted windows of my car before wandering to the red digital numbers glowing on the dashboard. It read exactly 2 AM on the dot. A small smirk stretches across my face as I watch her bend over to lock the front doors of the run down pub cueing me to proceed with the schedule. It was all perfectly timed, in exactly 5 minutes she will be in the optimal position. I slip out of the black Camaro closely following her in her haste footsteps as she made her way back to her dingy apartment. At exactly 5 minutes time she stood in front of the dark alley, wasting no time I lunged forward grabbing her by the back of her jacket’s collar and pulled her into the dead end. She opened her mouth to scream so I quickly shut her up by slamming her small frame into the graffiti covered brick wall. She lets out a small cry which was then quickly followed by soft sniffles. Her body quakes under my strong grip and I almost felt slightly bad, just almost.

“Stop crying!” I order turning her around to face her tear streaked face.

Her eyes were squeezed shut in utter terror.

“Yah look at me girly, that’s the least you could do after stealing over 40 grand from my business!”

To say I was taken aback was an understatement when she started to yell.

“I don’t know what you are talking about! I’m dirt broke! Why else do you think I am out this late working at a shitty run down pub in the fucking ghettos?! I already had a shit day with creeps like you trying to take me home so for gods sake just leave me alone!” She screams finally opening her eyes to reveal the warmest (e/c) hue I’ve ever seen.

I would be more appreciative of them if they weren’t full of rage and sending daggers into my soul. I shook my head to clear out the doubts that started to swim in my mind. My perfect plan was flawless to the second but a small detail may have been missed, I may have gotten the wrong girl? No impossible, she must be acting innocent.

“Don’t lie to me!” I yell out in frustration causing her frustration to skyrocket as well.

She flails her arms smacking me in the face causing my already boiling anger to overflow.

“Let go of me you freak! Do you think I would be out here in shit city at 2 AM if I stole 40k from you? No! I would be at home rolling in silk sheets in piles of money you idiot!”

Okay I’ll admit, even though she was infuriating seeing that she was so keen on lying I couldn’t help but find her charming, especially at the wild reasoning she spewed on about. I roll my eyes roughly turning her to face the wall once again.

“Alright, that was funny at first but now I’m done,” I sigh ripping her long wool jacket clean off her back.

The seams of her coat tore open with a satisfying pop along with the plain white t-shirt she wore underneath. I toss the torn fabric across the snow covered alleyway leaving her cold and vulnerable in the cold night air. Her fierce aura left her body as quick as it came as she started sobbing once more, hugging herself as she stood there hunched over with a thin ripped shirt. I could clearly see the cold winter air biting at her bare skin where goose bumps started to form, however I couldn’t seem to find the signature dragon tattoo that was supposed to litter the vast majority of her back. At that moment I knew I fucked up.

“Fuck…fuck I’m so sorry. I-I got the wrong person. Haha surprise?” I nervously grin finally letting her out of my iron grip that will probably cause bruises to bloom all over her body later from man handling her.

Her lips quiver as she spares me one final look with her large doe eyes before bursting out in tears and making a mad dash out of the alley.

“Hey!” I called out, it wasn’t supposed to sound so threatening but I guess being friendly and approachable was not my forte. At my voice she sped up, disappearing around the corner.

“Fuck!” I hiss under my breath, kicking her jacket out of the way to follow her.

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Unexpected | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Smut
POV: Second Person’s

WARNING: Contains sexual content and swearing!!!

A/N: You guys don’t even know how hard this was for me to write. I’m not used to this but I really hope you guys aren’t disappointed. I literally had to take a 5 minute break after writing every paragraph. But anyway, this was requested so I kinda had to lol. Enjoy!

Request 1: Do you by chance right smut because Zach smut is my guilty pleasure?? My friend, you wouldn’t disappoint me, I promise!! - Anon who requested Zach smut

Request 2:  Hey, I adore your writing! It’s sooo good❤. I was wondering if you could do like spending the weekend with Zach and he’s your first. Xx (I’m sorry I had to change your request up a bit!)

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It’s a Saturday night and you were supposed to go to Jessica’s party but you decided to stay home and finish a research paper which was due first thing next Monday. However, instead of actually doing the paper, you find yourself scrolling through Instagram, looking at pictures of your friends enjoying the party you were missing.

You let out a loud groan as you shut your laptop; to be honest you really couldn’t be bothered to finish the paper. You kick yourself thinking that you should’ve just gone to the party tonight, especially since you’re home alone because your parents are out of town for the weekend.

Finally, after procrastinating for so long, you pick up your phone and send a message to your boyfriend, Zach Dempsey. He was currently in the party with the rest of your friends.

You: I’m dying here.

A few seconds later and your phone buzzes.

Zach: Aw my poor baby. Well you’re not really missing out on much. This party’s boring without you. Wish you were here.

You smile at his reply before sending one yourself.

You: Well, I’m wishing you were here too.

Zach then sends out a sad emoji with a heart next to it and you pout as you place your phone down beside your laptop. You decided to open it up again as you stared at the page count. Great 2 pages out of 5, you think to yourself. You need 3 more pages to finish the paper.

You let out a loud sigh as you push your laptop to the foot of your bed. You then proceeded to shut your eyes momentarily. A few minutes later and the doorbell rings which causes you to suddenly sit up and wonder who that could be. You take your phone and your pepper spray as you slowly make your way down the staircase. You send a text to Zach while doing so.

You: There’s someone at the door.

You: Babe I’m scared.

Zach: Just open the door babe, make sure to have the pepper spray that I gave you ready okay?

You: If something happens to me, I love you Zachary okay?

Zach: Stop messing around Y/N and just open the door!

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Malec Fanfic Rec! 2.0

Here I am again with a list too long for those who are Malec Trash.

Since this fandom loves drama (the unnecesary one) this list contains lots of that, with tears, angst, happy endings and everything in between in these Malec writing goodies, that hopefully can appeased those who wants drama and those who really are looking for good fanfiction to bear this hiatus.

And all the love to these amazing writers that can bring everything above and more with just a few words and make you sit still until the end of the chapter and make you want more

My stalking skills are a little rusty and there’s a few authors that I could’t find their blog. So, for whoever read this and knows the author and tag them, that would be very much appreciated.

A Kind of Magic by thegaminebruise

“I’m a warlock.”

“Are we roleplaying? Because you know I’m down, but I would really like some time to prepare and, like, flesh out my character, maybe write down some major story points. I don’t know if –”

Or, Magnus tells Alec about his magic.

A Lesson in Love by CobaltCorvus

Alec should have known he was doomed from the moment he decided to ask Magnus Bane for help.

A Tail to Tell by CobaltCorvus

Magnus dresses like a work of art, there’s always something new to see every time you look, and Alec is a tad disappointed he didn’t notice this little detail before.

Animal by lbrt_audrey

Based on the song Animals, by Maroon 5.

Magnus description of Alec, his touch, his body … everything that made him feel.

As long as there’s the two of us, we’ve got the world and all it’s charms. By Taliehere

And when the world is through with us,
we’ve got each other’s arms
~

At first Alec doesn’t notice, but Clary does.

Better for You by @zrdu

Magnus’ and Alec’s relationship comes to a sudden halt when Maryse interferes. They both try to cope without each other.

Blame The Tequila by @scarlett-ice

Alec took a sip of his coffee as he tapped on the message inbox and nearly spat it back out again at the sight that greeted him. He had to be dreaming, hallucinating, because that…that wasn’t Mark’s name at the top. Alec blinked a few times, even put down his coffee to pinch himself, but nothing changed. It still wasn’t Mark’s name.

It was Magnus’.

He’d sent the message to Magnus Bane. He’d sent a flirty shirtless picture to his boss.

Caffeinated Wolves by @softmagnusbane

“They’re really good” finally turning to face the barista Magnus feels his mouth go dry. The man behind the counter is gorgeous: pink lips, cheekbones slightly flushed, mesmerizing hazel eyes, surely a model on the side…maybe he could model Magnus’ clothes, or, model his suddenly inspired underwear collection. He’ll have to get right on that.

Coffee Shop Dalliance by @imawriteriwrite

Everyone who worked at and frequented J&L Coffee knew two things for sure. The first was that Simon under no circumstances should be allowed anywhere near the expensive coffee machines unless they wanted to destroy the coffee shop. The second was that the beautiful glittery man that sat in the front corner of the shop every day sketching and the dark-haired boy who sat in the back corner reading (and happened to be Isabelle the barista’s brother) were made for each other.

Also known as: the one where Magnus and Alec have been pining over each other across a crowded coffee shop for eight months and Isabelle is tired of it.

Devotion by @jezthemadficster

Magnus Bane is one of the most well respected and loved professors at Edom Hall University, but although he adores his students and fellow faculty, he likes to keep his private life …private. The mystery surrounding his life intrigues everyone at the University but the intrigue picks up to another level with the arrival of flowers one day.

Differences by @theonetruenorth

Five times that Alec is taller/bigger than Magnus and one time he isn’t.

Five People That Heard Magnus’ Ringtone for Alec and One Time Alec Heard It Himself (and Shared His Own) by darkangel86

The fact that it took as long as it did for Jace to hear Magnus’ ringtone for Alec was surprising. After all, the blonde Shadowhunter had been living in the loft for well over a month before it finally happened.

Freud is a Dick by @sanctuaryforalluniverses

He, Alec Lightwood, had just sent his boss, Magnus Bane, a dick pic. Of someone else’s dick.

Fleeing the country would not even begin to be enough of a response to this.

Glitter and Misunderstandings by Torius Armitage (VictoriaSkyeMarsters)

He had tried. When he was nearer Clary’s age, he had not held back in his efforts to be wooed, but whenever the courtship took its turn for the serious and permanent, Magnus would retreat, realizing he felt empty inside in regards to the suitor. And he would not settle for emptiness. He yearned for genuine, overwhelming, inescapable love, like the heroines and heroes of the novels he consumed. Why sentence oneself to a life absent of magic? But Magnus was learning, after years of lackluster options, that the magic he sought, in his world anyway, was nowhere to be found.

In other words, Pride and Prejudice drenched in glitter.

Hard Choices by heartsdesire456

Even before arriving at the house where Clary and Alec had gone to meet the Warlock that was supposed to be bringing back their mother, Jace could tell that something was very wrong.

Note: this fic is HEAVY. The contain of it is not for everyone. First of all, it has male pregnancy, a lot of angst, torture at some point, discussion of abortion, rape not described but it’s there, I think there’s panic attacks at some point. I feel obliged to say it because anyone can see this post and feel triggered for this. I put it in here, anyway, because this fic is worth it, because the author makes it bearable and for me, the author is cautios for some topics in the fic. For those who can’t really digest this kind of fics, don’t even click it, please, just keep scrolling and find a fic that you really like, and for those who knows the author and knows the writings, I really suggest to give it a chance because it was very well written.

Hold On, We’re Going Home by @unorthodoxpartofyourworld

At Esther’s request, Alec begins his foray into the mundane world so he can be a believable Matthew Daddario.

He sees something he can’t really unsee.

(This is a companion piece to Soul Glitch, you should probably go read that first so you generally understand what’s going on. Takes place right after Chapter 3)

Honey, i’m home by Shorty

Magnus gives him a once over as he steps out of the elevator, and for a second Alec lets himself believe that it’s flirtatious.

Of course, that’s all dashed seconds later as Magnus disappears through the door to his apartment with a loud, happy, “babe, I’m home!”

Or, in which misunderstandings are made.

Hoodie by @alec-dark-wood 

It’s soft and fluffy and the first time Magnus sees it,he has to backtrack and take a closer look.He walks towards the grey lump slowly,hardly daring to believe what it could be.

Hopefully it’s Enough by onihunter305

Magnus could tell something was wrong with Alec from the moment he touched his elbow outside of the Institute. He could feel the tremors that shook his body. He knew Alec needed someone to take care of him, and even though he was momentarily distracted by Alec’s declaration of love, he was going to make sure he took care of the man he loved.

I can do that by @softmagnusbane

Prompt: soulmate au where the first time you touch you both get a vivid mental image of the other’s biggest kink.

I Love You, Too by parabacrybaby

This takes place the morning after the morning of the battle in the winter finale of season 2A.

I’ll make you (beg for mercy) by thesorrowoflizards

Magnus wears body glitter. Alec appreciates this very, very much.

Inspired by combining three one-word prompts: softly, strawberries, and glitter

It’s nothing by @steakandvodka 

Alec is pretty sure someone, or something, is stalking him. He just isn’t sure if it’s an innocent kitten, or something a bit more malicious than that.

In this world, Alec is the one to find their pet cat and bring it home to Magnus.

Kids in the Kitchen by @perpetual-j0urney

“It’s Alec Lightwood,” He finally said, after another moment of hesitation. Then, both sets of puppy eyes were locked on Magnus once again and waiting for his answer.
“No”.
More than a few customers turned to look at the outburst as both boys pulled away from Magnus and simultaneously cried, “But Papa!”

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Magnus Bane liked to believe he was a good father, but there were just some requests that one could not grant their kids. For instance, a good dad wouldn’t let their child crawl into a lion’s cage to pet the furry kitty. Alternatively, a good dad also wouldn’t bring their kids to a cooking class taught by the angriest chef on the Food Network.

Kiss With A Fist by @clockworkswans

When agent Alec Lightwood is given his first kill hit, he doesn’t expect much trouble. Of course, he also doesn’t expect it to be a cheerful assassin who lands him in a whole load of trouble.
Enter Magnus Bane: an assassin turned thief who reluctantly teams up with Alec - and The Clave - after he pisses off a very important and powerful crime boss, Valentine Morgenstern.
In a world of violence and unjust laws, can the two put aside their differences and work together?
Aka: in which Alec is sent to kill Magnus, doesn’t, and then really wishes he had. (but not really).
Enemies to friends to lovers.

Never felt that type of fear before by creativitea

The risk of his heart in Magnus’s hands is worth it, compared to the risk that would lie in keeping it hidden. He trusts Magnus with it more than himself, and he needs him to know; even if it’s a bad idea. The risk of Magnus not knowing is worse than the risk of it being out in the open.

New Neighbor by Chrystie, kate882

Alec Lightwood isn’t the most social person in the world, but his new neighbor is ridiculously attractive so he makes an effort. It’s too bad Magnus seems to think that Alec is married to his best friend.

Nobody says that anymore by vomitingwords

Magnus is over 300 years old and Alec is okay with that. Sometimes more often than not

Oh darling (put your arms around me) by thesorrowoflizards

Also known as: Six times Magnus doesn’t dare initiate physical affection, two times he doesn’t even think about it

Pardon the Interruption by Obsessivecompulsivereadr

But one thing they could never seem to fix was how often they got interrupted whenever they did have time to spend together. It seemed as if no one in the entire shadow world could function without dragging Magnus and Alec into their problems.

So that’s what this vacation had been about, three weeks away, just the two of them.

Prettiest person in the world by @katychan666 

(A fanfic inspired by the prettiest person in the world post on tumblr)

Alec making Magnus speechless with his smugness for the first time :)

Pretty Thoughts by @rosegoldhell 

After being homeschooled all his life, and unintentionally sheltered, Magnus Bane has to navigate his way through American Highschool. He goes in thinking the worse possible scenarios, and quickly learns that not everything you see in movies is true. Sometimes the unexpected happens, and magnus soon realizes he has fallen for one of the most popular guys in school, and it might not be as one sided as he thinks.

Put the heat on if you’re cold by @ohlafraise

Alec pulled back the delicate tissue paper and looked in the box. Oh. Okay.

Or: Alec isn’t attracted to women, but that doesn’t mean he’s not attracted to femininity.

Save it by onihunter305

Magnus knew something wasn’t right the moment he heard the telltale sound of Isabelle Lightwood’s distinctive heels on Raphael’s slate floor. If she had hurt his dear Alexander, she was about to wish she had never returned to this apartment.

Secrets Told at 2am by AdorkaGabe

Alec can’t stand it. He has to get out. The roof isn’t far enough. He goes to Highland Park in Brooklyn and meets an interesting confidant in a glittery Warlock.

(Or what happens when Alec meets Magnus BEFORE they met at Magnus’ Loft.)

Shaky Ground, Stabilized by onihunter305

Alec had once been told that he would blow up the very ground he stood on to make things right. If that was true, why did he feel as though the ground below him was disintegrating at the same rapid pace as the relationships he once held dearly.

So He Told You About That? By @bcnedrah

Magnus’ face in 2x08 when talking with Jace about sleeping with Alec was a face of sex gone wrong.

Someone should kill the sun by MsEnny

“You know, Mags. Last night I had a kind of revelation.”

“Really?”

“Yes. I-… I know it’s late, but I realized, stupidly, that I never really told you how much I love you.”

Magnus didn’t talk anymore. He didn’t have to.

Stay Here Forever by @imawriteriwrite

A year before, they didn’t even know each other. Then there was this hookup app, and months where they thought they could be "just fuck buddies”. Things went downhill. Things went uphill.

Now, it’s been months since Magnus Bane (head of Bane Co.) and Alec Lightwood (kind of officially a lawyer) finally figured their shit out and started a healthy relationship. Now it’s Valentine’s Day and their relationship is put in danger as they compete to out romance each other.

Based on the cheesy line “I’ve caught feelings. I hear it’s contagious. We should both be quarantined in bed all day.” Literally nothing but self-indulgent fluff.

Addicted To You Valentines Day!

The Drunk Giraffe, Alec Lightwood by just_a_winchester

Drunk Alec tries to break into Magnus’s apartment.

The Kissing Booth by @hornedqueenofhell

Alec will 100% totally and completely blame this on Magnus

The Lightwood-Bane Saga by @achilleanragnor

Alec and Magnus come out by kissing each other on the ice, but the media takes it in a way they never expected.
aka
3 +1 times the media got it wrong and the one time they made sure the media understood

The people that matter by @steakandvodka

“God, you two are so in love it’s disgusting,” Jace said, breaking the short silence. He and Izzy grinned as they waited for Alec to blush and stammer his way through a denial, as Alec always did when he was confronted about his feelings for the warlock.

They were stunned into silence when all Alec did was look back at where Magnus left, smile softly, and nod in agreement.

The time Magnus Bane got drunk by @katychan666

It’s Alec’s birthday and Magnus threw him a party, at which he drank… a lot, even more than he usually has. This ends up with him turning into an emotional and over-dramatic mess.

The Trouble with Words by Obsessivecompulsivereadr

There’s just something about Magnus Bane that makes people feel safe. Cared for. Loved.

And Alec would fight for that till his last dying breath, not just for himself, but for others, too. He just never knows how to tell Magnus that because, while he loves to read, he hates words.

The trouble with words is that they always fail him, and Magnus is too important to him to lose simply because he said something stupid.

The truth, for you by @serendipitiness

He’d meant it – he still means it, and he thinks he’ll mean it forever – but Alec never wants to have to say it like that again.

(or how Alec tells Magnus he loves him the second time, the way he really wants to)

Touch Me by wordsmithraven

When Alec starts to question why Magnus so rarely initiates contact, the powerful warlock and Alec’s own siblings are put on the spot. It’s a conversation a long time coming but is Magnus ready to have it? And can Alec handle the answer he receives?

Two’s company, three’s a whole lot of Alec Lightwood eye rolls by all_stories_are_truth_and_lies

This was just all so new, Magnus and he, Alec was nervous but excited to see where it would go. How in the hell was he ever suppose to ever get some alone time with Magnus with Jace-the-constant-mood-killer-Wayland as an unwanted houseguest? The story of how Alec Lightwood tries but doesn’t always succeed in moving his and Magnus’s relationship to the next step.

‘Alexander…’ Magnus whispered, his breath hot in Alec’s ear. ‘Tell me if you want me to stop.’ Stop? If Alec wasn’t so far gone he might have actually laughed at the thought. Alec gave a quick nod of understanding before pulling Magnus’s mouth back to his, pretty sure he felt the Warlock smiling against his lips.

One-shot set post episode 2.06 Malec trying to get it on with Jace cockblocking all over the shop.

Underneath by @sfjessii

“You already know everything.” Alec whispers but Magnus is alerted instantly, his eyes open, craning his neck to get a glimpse of Alec’s face.

He stays quiet, merely squeezing Alec’s hand to try and soothe him. Alec’s sigh rips right through Magnus and he wishes he could pull him into himself to protect him from any harm.

What’s It Gonna Be by @lemonoclefox

Fairchild’s bakery is a second home to not just Magnus, but also to most of his found-family. As a pastry chef, he works long hours and takes great pride in his craft – so much so that he has little time or attention for much else. Least of all romance. After plenty of experience with heartbreak and disappointment, he has come to expect the worst from anything in that department, and the arrival of the wealthy Lightwoods in the neighborhood isn’t about to change that. Especially not when their eldest son might just be the most insufferable prick Magnus has ever met, no matter what anyone else has to say about the guy.

(aka the Pride & Prejudice/bakery AU no one asked for)

Meddling

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

“PETER! OPEN THE HELL UP!”

Steve and Tony looked at each other and tried not to smile at the sound of a frantic Wade yelling for his boyfriend.

Ugh. Wade. Peter could do so much better. Peter is an honor student, he’s top of his class, he has a bright future full of opportunity, and he’s Tony’s son, dammit. And Tony doesn’t want his beautiful, perfect child in a relationship with a mercenary. Is that so wrong? Wouldn’t Peter rather date someone with more potential? A doctor maybe? No matter, we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. As of now, Tony is just going to watch as his brilliant plan folds out.

Steve answers the door and narrowly misses getting punched in the face by Wade’s aggressive knocking.

“Oh, hi, Wade, it’s nice to see you today,” Steve feigned innocence, “Peter is in his room. Can I get you a snack or something to drink?”

“I’m good, Mr. Captain. Thanks.”, Wade grumbled as he walked past Steve and straight into Peter’s room, slamming the door behind him.

Steve and Tony froze and looked at each other in anticipation then scrambled to press an ear to Peter’s door when they heard muffled yelling.

“I don’t even know what you’re talking about, baby!”, Peter yelled back, sounding confused and exasperated.

“Oh, don’t ‘baby’ me! You know EXACTLY what I’m talking about! HASHTAG SINGLE?!?! THAT’S how you’re gonna break up with me?!”

“Wade, I haven’t even posted in, like, a week. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“OH! SO YOU’RE TELLING ME. YOU DIDN’T POST THIS FUCKBOY MIRROR SELFIE. AND YOU DIDN’T CAPTION IT WITH A ‘HMU’ ‘EGGPLANT EMOJI’ ‘HASH.TAG. SINGLE.’”

“NO, BABY, I DON’T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THAT POST, I PROMISE-“

“GO TO HELL, PETER! WE’RE THROUGH.”

Steve and Tony ran across the room and tried to look like they’ve been busy in the kitchen this whole time as Wade stormed out of Peter’s room and out of the tower. They decided to wait a few minutes before checking on Peter. So far, everything has gone according to plan and Tony is very happy about it.

After about 5 minutes, Steve gently knocked on Peter’s door,

“Hey hun, can I come in?”

Steve opened the door upon hearing Peter’s automatic lock slide open and found him curled up on the bed, furiously wiping his eyes. Steve smiled sympathetically and sat down on the edge of the bed,

“Hey, big guy. What happened?”

Peter tried not to cry as he rehashed the conversation he had with Wade while Steve pretended he wasn’t listening at the door and heard every word.

“I just don’t understand,” Peter said tearfully, “I never posted that picture. That picture isn’t even of me, that’s not even our bathroom! But Wade wouldn’t listen so now the love of my life hates me.”

“That’s a little dramatic, don’t you think?”, Steve chuckled and Peter couldn’t help but crack a half smile at his dad. Steve tried his best to cheer Peter up, but he couldn’t shake the guilt he was feeling. Peter wouldn’t need cheering up if it wasn’t for him. Sure, Wade is a jackass but he’s Peter’s jackass. If Wade makes Peter happy, who is he to keep them apart? He’s gotta talk to Tony about this, Steve can’t stand lying to his son.

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“Absolutely not.”

“But Tony-“

“Steve. Honey. If we tell Peter then we’re the bad guys. Peter will never trust us again! Let him be sad for now, he’ll bounce back soon enough and it’s like it never happened. It’s for his own good.”

Steve sighed thoughtfully as Tony continued tinkering with whatever the heck he was working on at the moment.

“Look, Tony, I know how much you dislike-“

“I hate him.”

“…I know you have strong feelings towards Wade, but I can’t live with myself after what we did to Peter!”

“Wait. What?”, Steve flinched when he heard Peter behind him.

Tony shut his eyes tight and cursed under his breath before dropping his tools and turning around to face his son.

“What did you do to Peter?”, Peter asked, narrowing his eyes at his parents.

“Nobody did anything to Peter. Go to your room.”, Tony snapped.

Peter turned his attention to Steve, “Pops, what did you guys do?”

“Steve, don’t do it. Be strong.”, Tony murmured.

But contrary to popular belief, Steve was not strong. At least when it came to Peter, that is. His son could give him that look with the puppy dog eyes that say “I trusted you and you betrayed me” and it’s all over. Any willpower Steve has will just vanish.

“We. Um. We sort of… shopped? For your photo?”

“Photoshop, Steve.”, Tony said as he rubbed his temples. He loves his husband and son but man, could they give him a headache.

“Yes, photoshopped. We photoshopped your face to another person’s body. Well, Tony did. And then we… hacked?”

“Yes, Steve.”

“We ‘hacked’ into your account and posted the picture for Wade to see. Well, Tony did. And we made sure the words under the picture would make Wade mad so he you guys would get in a fight… Well, Tony did.”

“Steve. We get the picture, dammit.”

Peter looked at his feet and took a second to process this. His own parents were trying to sabotage his relationship?

“Why? Why would you guys do that?”, he asked.

“We’re really sorry sweetheart”, Steve placed a hand on the side of Peter’s face, “We thought it was for the best. I think now we see that we were wrong, don’t we Tony?”

“Hm? Oh. Uh… yeah. Totally wrong. Won’t try this again anytime soon.”

“You mean that, Dad?”, Peter asked Tony.

“…Sure.”

Peter smirked. He had his Dad in a box right now and they both knew it. He might as well take advantage of this opportunity and embarrass him.

“Then would you mind calling Wade for me and explaining all of this to him? I’d like my boyfriend back.”

~request a prompt~

FP Jones/Andrews family /Riverdale imagines - Oh Dear Part 5

Originally posted by archiiandrews

AN: This fic has gotten such a positive reaction and I’m so glad all of you are enjoying it!

Catch up here: (Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three) (Part Four)

Overall Summary: You’re Archie’s old sister and you have a thing for a certain serpent

Pairing: Reader x FP Jones, Sister!Reader x Archie Andrews, Daughter!Reader x Fred Andrews

Word count: 1,956 (This chapter is a little short, sorry!)

Warnings: Well, FP is clearly older than the reader in this fic,

“You dragged me over here because you can’t find your wallet? That is what you need me for?” You laughed with disbelief, FP only shrugged his shoulders and rose his eyebrows. 

“Hey, the more people, the quicker I find it.” FP said as he continued to look around the trailer to which looked like a bomb site.

You wanted to say some snarky comment about him having any other friends but in all honesty you were happy he had called you and even thought of you when it came down to something like this. 

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Dirty Laundry

Pairing: Y/N/College!Badboy!Ashton

Rating: NC-All

Request: No

Words: 6.000+

Summary: Y/N has freshly started college and safe to say struggles living on her own. She doesn’t know how to wash her own clothes so she seeks hide at the laundry community room in the late hours not expecting someone else to be there as well. 

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Tornado with legs

Levi scrubs the last of the dirt off the coffee table. “Finally.” That’s the last time he trusts Isabel to bring a ‘mystery box’ into the apartment.

He hears a crash in the kitchen, followed by a squeak of “Oops!” Isabel is a freaking tornado with legs. He sighs as he goes to investigate what she’s mussed up now.

“I was never-”

“I know,” Isabel interrupts. “You were never this crazy when you were 5!” she mimics with R’s that sound suspiciously like W’s.

Levi suppresses a grin at her sass. He shoos her off while he rights the stool she managed to topple over.

The doorbell rings and Isabel rounds the corner at top speed. “I’ll get it!”

“No, no, no!” Levi scoops her up. “Remember what we talked about? You’re going to watch a movie while Eren and I study.”

Isabel nods wisely. “‘Cause it took you a whole year just to invite him over.”

Sure, tell the kid a million times not to jump on the furniture with muddy shoes and it’s in one ear and out the other. Mention your undying crush on a certain football player while you think she’s napping, however, and she remembers every single word you say about him. Unless, of course, Hange told her. Quite frankly he wouldn’t put it past them.

Levi takes a deep breath. “Don’t repeat that again,” he says. “Ever.”

Isabel giggles.

Eren knocks on their door. Levi sets Isabel down. “You remember how to set up Netflix?”

Duh,” Isabel says proudly before marching towards the living room.

Levi laughs. He never imagined himself as the guardian of such a spunky kid at the age of 19, but she makes him a little more grateful for it every day. Even if she does like to pour an entire bottle of bubble bath in the tub and turn the water on full blast. He shudders.

He makes one last stop at the mirror in the hallway to fix his hair before he opens the door. He has to pause a second, the same as always, and just admire Eren’s radiant smile before he can say hello.

“Levi!” Eren says. “How’s it- oh, who’s this little angel?” he asks, peeking around Levi.

Angel. Levi almost snorts.

“I’m Izzy!” Isabel says confidently. “And I’m-”

“Supposed to be watching a movie,” Levi finishes for her, turning around to fix her with a stern look.

Isabel sticks her tongue out at him.

“Izzy, huh?” Eren smiles another brilliant, blinding, beautiful smile. “That’s a cool name.”

Isabel nods. “And you’re Eren.”

Eren tilts his head at her and Levi’s stomach drops a little. “How did you know that?” Eren asks.

“Green eyes. Nice hair. Pretty face.” Isabel ticks each point off on her fingers. “You gotta be Eren.”

“Izzy!” Levi whispers.

Eren raises his brows at Levi’s back.

Levi’s face burns. He refuses to turn around; half because he can’t look at Eren right now, half because he’s having a stare down with a pint-sized hurricane that possesses just as much bravado as he does.

Eren pipes up against the silence that has fallen over the apartment. “Pretty face, huh?”

And like a switch, Isabel goes from scowling to grinning. “Uh huh. Levi talks about you lots. Like, all the time.”

Isabel.”

“S’kinda annoying. But he really, really likes-” Levi clamps a hand over her mouth.

“She’s had a little too much sugar,” he explains apologetically. He shoots Isabel a look. “I’ll make sure she doesn’t get anymore for a while.”

Isabel glares at Levi. A hint of mischief lights up her eyes, and before Levi can work out what she’s up to- “Ew!” - she licks his hand.

Levi grumbles his way to the bathroom, turning the water on as hot as he can handle it.

Eren shifts under Isabel’s intense stare. She’s sizing him up, lips set in a firm line and eyes narrowed. She nods, satisfied with whatever conclusion she’s come to and takes Eren by the hand. “C’mon. I’ll paint your nails.”

Eren laughs, and allows her to lead him into the living room. She chatters away a mile a minute. He tries his best to keep up, and nods encouragingly when she finds the perfect nail polish to match his black shirt: the brightest blue in her collection.

He looks around at the pictures on the walls, tempted to ask who they all are, but Isabel says something that catches his attention.

“What was that, Izzy?”

“You’re nice,” she repeats. “That’s why Uncle Levi likes you so much.” She brushes another coat on his index nail. Half of it ends up on his skin. “You like him too, don’t you?” She looks up at Eren and smiles. “I can tell.”

Levi watches them from the archway, waiting eagerly for an answer. Eren simply smiles at Isabel, and when she resumes her work on his fingernails, he gives a small nod.

Isabel is a freaking tornado with legs, and Levi loves her more than anything in the world. Though, watching Eren ruffle her hair with his clean hand, he’s becoming a close second.

anonymous asked:

Hi there! I love your blog, your explanations and pretty much everything. I was curious what are your favorite Shieth moments? Maybe with some details? I'd love to compare and contrast with my own. And I also want to share with some friends. I absolutely love reading your thoughts.

oh mannn,, ok uh,,, alright, here we go (it’s top 12 cause I couldn’t cut it down to 10 ok)

12) THIS GLORIOUS SCENE–It’s such a small thing, but we see Shiro and Keith really going through a lot in this first episode. Right from their first scene together, everything is tragic and heart-wrenching. So seeing them just…being themselves and being happy, just relaxing–probably one of the first times either of them really felt at peace since Kerberos–and that’s just really heartwarming to see 

11) KEITH SAVING SHIRO FROM THE DROID–we get this scene super early on and I love it because it immediately sets up this idea that Keith is really Shiro’s knight in shining armor, and that if anything happens to Shiro, you just know who it is that’ll be rushing in to save him. Keith also takes the time to recognize when Shiro is having an attack and immediately moves to defend him. It means so much to see that a character with mental illness is never portrayed as weaker or less capable, but still receives comfort and support from loved ones  

10) SHIRO REACTING TO KEITH SIGNING ON FOR A “SUICIDE MISSION”–Again, whenever Shiro or Keith are gravely in danger, we see this pattern where they’ll always be more concerned about each other than anyone else. And the animators and writers both make sure to put those reactions as the main focus. So when Keith volunteers for a “suicide mission” and says “No one’s commanding me. I’m doing it,” you can literally see the pain in Shiro’s eyes. He grits his teeth and says Keith’s name, then has to stop and compose himself before he–very resigned and unwillingly–agrees. 

The fact that Keith mentions no one can command him is interesting, because we see Shiro has already learned this lesson about the Black lion earlier–”No one commands the Black lion!” So he understands how much respecting Keith’s decisions means, and decides to put his trust in Keith’s instincts. Just like how he had to learn to let go and trust the Black lion. And of course, both of them ended up saving the day 

9) WHEN KEITH FINDS KURON–okay so this scene was framed as if it were romantic. First off, this isn’t Team Voltron rescuing Kuron. It’s Kuron being saved by Keith. The scene is this uninterrupted, private moment between just the two of them. If “Shiro” were really like a brother to Keith, and they wanted to stay with that idea of found family, there’s no reason to separate them from the rest of the team. 

The fact that everyone else was removed implies there’s an intimacy here beyond just this idea of found family, which would extend to the rest of the team. So it’s really just Keith and Kuron’s scene, complete with longing looks across the vast expense of the universe as they gradually float into each other’s orbit–which again, to me, that final shot of the episode just reads as distinctly romantic. This scene is very personal–both characters are extremely vulnerable, and it’s really just the two of them in empty space. The scene is quiet, heavy, intimate. There’s this weighty atmosphere to it you just don’t get with bros are casual friends. It’s also interesting that Keith was the first memory of Shiro’s that surfaced, implying that he was Shiro’s most important person 

8) FORMING BLAZING SWORD–listen, I’m sorry, but it doesn’t get much more magical anime true love destiny than you and your boyfriend combining bayards to make the Ultimate Cosmic Superweapon and overthrow an intergalactic dictator together,, that’s just common sense. 

Okay, but really–Shiro lights Keith’s fire, and that’s true in more than one sense. For a long time, Shiro has been Keith’s one and only support, and when he loses Shiro, you see just how much Keith kind of relied on him just to keep going. In an interview, Steven said that “Shiro always took him under his wing. Keith always hoped that he could reach a place where Shiro was and hopefully more. I think Shiro saw that in him and tried to stoke those flames and cultivate that within him.” (source) And honestly, I think this is like the physical manifestation of that–they are on equal ground, Keith does have that fire thanks to Shiro, and they both just fall into perfect sync. Together, they can create Voltron’s greatest strength 

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Slideshow : Photographer!Ashton One Shot

“Baby?” Ashton’s voice sounds from the other side of the door.

“Yeah?” you call back, your words less clear than they would be if you didn’t have a toothbrush spinning against your molars. When you don’t hear a response, you take a step away from the counter and grab the handle of the closed bathroom door, pulling it open enough to peak through the crack.

A bright flash of light startles you, sending you hiding behind the barrier again. “Ashton,” you scorn lightheartedly, spitting a mouthful of toothpaste foam into the sink and rinsing it down with water. You place the electronic brush back on its holder and cautiously open the door again, making sure the coast is clear before fully entering the bedroom.

“I think this is my best one,” Ashton says proudly, shaking a developing Polaroid photo from his reclined position in bed.

You roll up the cuffs of your long sleeves as you cross the room, yet to change into pajamas. “You could’ve at least told me to smile,” you tut, reaching the end of the mattress and tilting onto your hands and knees, beginning the slow crawl up Ashton’s lengthy legs. With one hand on the camera beside him and the other catering to the picture, Ashton leaves plenty of room for you to prop yourself on top of his denim-clad lap.

“But then it wouldn’t have been in the moment,” Ashton argues, earning himself a well-deserved eye roll. If you had a dollar every time he excused his impromptu photo shoots of you with the phrase “in the moment,” you’d have enough money to buy a new boyfriend.

Still, you’re glad to see Ashton enjoying his birthday gift. As a professional photographer, he’s accumulated a collection over the years of expensive cameras, lenses, sources of light and other equipment, but an old fashioned Polaroid was always the one thing missing, so you decided to use the special occasion to help out.

Ashton glances at the photo he just took and smiles, flipping it with his fingers to aim it in your direction. “Look at how cute you are.”

“Stop,” you whisper bashfully, catching his wrist to lower the picture out of sight. “No more.”

“One more?” he bargains, placing his hand over the camera on the bed beside him.

“Why?” you huff.

“Because I love you.”

You take a deep breath, unable to stand your ground against that. Ashton smirks and raises the camera to his face, squinting an eye behind the view finder and resting his index on the shutter button, but he surprises you by lowering the camera before the photo is taken and setting it on the mattress again. You’re confused until his hands reach out to you and he begins to tamper with the buttons going down the front of your shirt, undoing them one by one until your bra and stomach make an appearance between the hems. You watch in awe as he takes the time to admire the new exposure, knowing that he genuinely does like what he sees. His free palm flattens over the top of your thigh as he repeats the steps of setting the camera up again, a squeeze given to your leg as a flash of light captures the moment.

Ashton pinches the corner of the photo as it slides out of the bottom of the camera, fanning it briefly before setting it upside down on the nightstand.

“Gonna want to save that for later,” he teases.

You smile and peel the camera from his fingers, pushing it out of the way toward the other side of the bed. “No more,” you restate softly, leaning forward to cup his jaw and to press your lips to his.

Ashton doesn’t argue this time, preferring to kiss you instead. His breath hitches when your body sinks down to his, his hands taking their cue to run along your back sensually, making their way under the fabric of your shirt and raising goosebumps on your skin in their wake. Your hips wiggle temptingly as you readjust the positioning of your legs, provoking an accidental groan from Ashton that’s shortly followed by a spurt of energy, flipping the two of you over.

His mouth travels from your lips to your neck where his teeth start nipping individual bites of affection, your fingers tangling into his curly hair and pulling when he gets aggressive. He nudges your shirt off of your shoulders to make room for his kisses to expand, littering every inch of your collarbones and beyond with the loving touch of his lips until he’s forced to pull away to catch his breath.

“Can’t get enough of you,” he whispers just loud enough for you to hear, tugging lightly at your opened shirt. “Want this off.”

You smile and sit up, making the process of sliding the material down your arms a little easier for Ashton. He tosses the clothing to the ground once it’s freed, catching one of your hands and planting kisses to your knuckles, wrist, and up your forearm on his way to your face where he dips his head to taste your lips again.

Before he gets too caught up in you, though, you want to make things a bit more equal.

“Yours too,” you request, bunching and releasing a fistful of his plain black tee.

Ashton is happy to cooperate, leaving a kiss to the corner of your mouth before pushing himself up to his knees. He shows off his arms as he reaches behind his neck for the collar of his shirt to yank the whole thing over his head, and as you watch him do so, an impulsive idea comes to mind.

You grab the Polaroid camera that’s been abandoned next to you, quickly checking to make sure it’s still turned on before aligning the view finder to your left eye and snapping a not-so-secretive picture of Ashton removing his top. If the flash didn’t give you away, the noisy printing of the film afterward certainly did, but you’re not trying to hide anything, waving the developing photo around confidently as Ashton did to you.

His expression is revealed when his shirt comes off, a playful curl lifting one side of his mouth.

“Thought you said no more?” he asks mischievously, leaning forward to place a hand on either side of your ribs.

You shrug, dropping the new Polaroid in with the others on the surface of the nightstand. “Guess I lied.”

Ashton hums tantalizingly, dividing your legs farther apart with his knees to settle himself in between, slowly taking the camera from your hand when he mutters, “Gonna regret that, sweetheart.”

Thus begins a game of back and forth, ownership of the camera being passed between you as the two of you wrestle for dominance, as your bodies are gradually stripped of clothing, as your desire for each other becomes more heated. Ashton manages to photograph an image of his thumb roughly tracing your lips, to which you counter with a picture of his bare torso as you straddle him and carve scratches down his chest. His retaliation is taken when you’re on your back, bucking your hips to ease your jeans down the curve of your ass, but the camera falls into your hands again to document the sight of Ashton’s head between your legs while he lustfully takes his time kissing hickeys up your inner thighs. With each change of position comes a variety of snapshots, falling from the camera and getting lost somewhere in the sheets for later reflection. By the time you and Ashton have forgotten the Polaroid to focus on each other physically, you’re rolling around on a bunch of scattered film strips that practically slideshow your foreplay.

Both spent and breathing heavily, you and Ashton collapse onto the queen sized mattress, resting your heads on the pillows as your heart rates slow to normality. You lazily turn on your side to face him, chuckling when you see that one of the printed photos has adhered to his shoulder, and doing him a favor by peeling it off. Ashton looks to you when he hears you squeal, watching as you cover your eyes in embarrassment.

“What?” he laughs. “Which one is it?”

An answer isn’t provided, so he takes the picture to see for himself, smirking upon realizing it’s the one he took of you with a certain body part of his being cared for in your mouth.

“Aw, love, don’t be shy now,” Ashton coos, digging an arm under your body and pulling you into his chest, pressing his lips to your forehead in comfort. “I really liked that.”

You shake your head knowingly, grabbing another photo lying in the space between your and Ashton’s hips. “What are we gonna do with all these?”

Ashton tilts his chin to look at the image with you and takes a deep breath. “Make an album, I guess.”

“Ew,” you laugh, plowing your elbow into his side.

He delivers another kiss to your temple. “We should keep them, though. Something to remind us of how hot we were when we’re old.”

You swallow, glancing up at him. “You think we’ll be together that long?” you ask, a bit surprised by the certainty in his statement.

Ashton’s hand covers the one you’re using to tickle his stomach. “Well you were here for this birthday,” he says softly. “Wouldn’t mind ya sticking around for fifty more.”

Masterlist

ARE YOU READY FOR A LONG ANALYSIS OF THE SWIFT LIFE FIRST LOOK

So here is the first second we see of the app!!! Just going to go through some obvious basics here. Stick with me, it gets more interesting. Let us note the ability to have a profile picture (which is different for Taylor here than on ALL other social media), a name (Taylor Swift), and below that is probably the url? not sure (@taylor). It also displays when the post was posted (3 seconds ago). The ability to post videos! Also the ability to add captions. The bottom left heart shows the ability to like things and the comment ability is seen in the bottom right. So what is the Taylor face? I’m not sure, but my current theory is that that is how you access the Taymoji’s to react to a post

Now we have another screen with a whole bunch of new things going on! What I want to note here is that at the top it says “Taylor’s feed” and at the bottom the blue ts icon is highlighted. I think this is where we will go to see all of Taylor’s activity. 

At the top there is a clipboard icon with a check. Not sure what that is, but in another screen it is shown with a red notification dot. To the right of that we have a shopping bag with a plus sign and a huge number below it with a red-like symbol to the left. To me, the red symbol looks like a guitar pick and maybe that is how a point system is held and the number displays how many points you have. But why would you need points??? Well, if you look to the very top right, you will see the user’s profile picture displayed with a level under it. The user displayed has a level 18 with a star next to it and the words “super fan” adorning their profile pic. Which leads us back to the checklist! Perhaps it is for point-earning opportunities.

If we look to the middle of this picture we will see the ability to see how many likes a post has! Also, something similar to the Facebook react feature, but with Taymojis. This screenshot reveals three Taymojis: two flags, profile Taylor, and mountain Taylor. It also shows in the comments section the ability to like comments (GENIUS).

If we make our way to the bottom left we see a home button which I am assuming is the user’s dash. Then the ts for Taylor’s activity. The pencil clearly for making posts, the airplane for sending posts (?), and the envelope with the bell for messages (I’m guessing)

This is of a screenshot in the background. This shows the Taymoji screen and the songs they correspond to. (I don’t really understand a lot of the ready for it Taymojis).

I know this is very small but there were these animations on screens in the background of the snakes moving and the bubbles bouncing. I have no idea what this could be. Maybe a mini-game or a loading screen or something?

This has a lot going on. Note the “super swiftie” on the user’s profile pic in the top right. This shows that your posts will be displayed next to your profile pic that has your level under it. There are also three dots in the upper right hand corner of the post, not sure what they do. Taymoji’s can be added to picture posts!! AND THE OFFICIAL TAYLOR LIKE ICON!!! Also, posts can be sent and reblogged revealed here :)

A new screen! The top left informs us that it is from “Scrapbook”. The bottom shows us that it is how you post things, like pictures, text, idk what the 13 is, Taymoji’s, and… gifts? (left to right). So I’m not sure about 2 out of 5 here.

TAYLOR CAN SEE, LIKE, AND COMMENT ON POSTS. I personally think Taylor will be able to see everyone automatically and will not have to “follow.” As shown here, a Taylor like will appear on your picture if she has liked it and it also shows the sent symbol with a number (probably how many times it has been sent)

here in the scrapbook we see at the bottom on the gift section two filters (maybe?) that both say above them “5 followers can collect”. This makes me think we will not automatically have access to all things like this and some will have to be obtained

Play music and chat with friends! THERE IS A GROUP CHAT FEATURE. I am so excited to talk to other fans! (Imagine, if Taylor can join? I also wonder if this means there is a direct messaging feature). I also want to mention the second message says “Do you have the butterfly Taymoji”, further evidence that some features will have to be earned. I also want to point out the music feature which shows the music you are playing’s lyrics at the top of the screen next to a present box (on the left). Perhaps this is how you unlock some things? “Songs added every week!” Perhaps this means Taylor’s songs but, that wouldn’t make much sense right? She knows we love updates on what she is listening to and I bet that changes frequently, so my theory is that those are the songs! (Or maybe they are Taylor songs? Unreleased, demos, live. But, would she really murder us like that?)

Last but not least this small thing in the background. Similar to the snake one. Has a cat at the bottom. Might be a loading screen or something? idk. Anyways I am just super excited!!!

A Supernatural x “ IT ” Crossover (part 2)

Originally posted by thehorrorpit

S U M M A R Y: Their next case brings the three Winchester siblings to Derry, a city in which children seem to disappear for a unknown reason…

A/N: imagine that the IT movie plays in 2017 and not in 1988.

Also this is a crossover between supernatural and the “ IT ” movie. Not the book. It’s been a while since I saw the movie so if I make any mistakes, please don’t be angry, I really enjoyed the movie and thought that it would go super well with Supernatural.

( This is going to have multiple parts )



Chapter 2 ( almost two weeks later )


“This is bullshit.”, Dean says angrily and stands up from his chair, the bags under his green eyes are showing that he wasn’t able to get much sleep last night, but when he turns around to face his siblings he sees that the dark cycles around their eyes are even darker than his own.

“Dean come ‘on.”, Y/N says, without looking up from her computer screen :“We need to do more research-”, but before she finishes her sentence the oldest Winchester interrupts her.

“More research?! More- Y/N we are in this city for almost two weeks now, and even though we are doing our god damn research one more child went missing. And we have not a single clue who could have kidnapped​ that boy , beCAUSE FOR SOME REASON THIS CITY DOES NOT OWN A SINGLE SECURITY CAMERA!”

At the loud voice of his brother, Sam’s head shoots up and the man with the long brown hair rubs his forehead in pain,:“Dude..calm down- I’m already having a headache.”

“What do we know about the victims?”, Dean asks without responding to his younger brother:“Any informations about them and their families?”, He sits back down on the chair next to his sister and looks at the computer screen. There are children missing and till he found them he’s not going to simply calm down and rest, not even for a second.

His sister points at one picture :“ His name is George Elmer Denbrough, he is missing since October- last year. His story is so sad, after what his brother told the police George just wanted to play outside in the rain. But sadly he never returned back home that day.”, She knitts her eyebrows and stands up from her spot next to Dean to grab her bag.

“Where are you going?”

“The library.”, Y/N explains, grabs the gun from the table and puts it into her backpack:“This city has some dirty secrets to hide, I can feel it.”



It’s a sunny and warm day outside, the sky is blue and the youngest Winchester sibling can hear music and laughter coming from the nearest park. She stares at the bright screen of her phone: “Okay so where’s this library..”, she whispers to herself and follows the little red dot that shows her in which direction she has to go.

“Let me go, please!”, A familiar voice exclaims and the Y/H/C girl immediately looks up. She turns around and sees how three boys are standing at the end of the road, one of them is violently pushed against a tree, while another one holds a shining object in his left hand.

As fast as possible she starts running into the direction of the three teenagers and when she reached them she pushes one boy aside.

“Let him go you asshole!”, She commands but the tall boy with the blonde hair just raises his eyebrows in confusion.

At the black handle of the pocket knife , the name “ Henry ” is written in large letters and Y/N looks at him in disgust.

“You’re Henry… you’re that guy who wanted to cut his name into the belly of that boy.”, She says and crosses her arms infront of her chest.

Henry who looks at her for a second starts smiling, as if he just won a gold medal:“The one and only-”, but before he is able to say anything else Y/N’s fist collides with his jaw and the he stumbles a few steps back.

What the fuck?”, Henry exclaims and looks at the younger girl in shock:“Who the fuck do you think you are?!”, His eyes show nothing but anger as he takes a step closer to her, his knife still in his hand.

“You’re new here aren’t you? Well, then I guess it’s time for you to realise that it’s better if you respect-”

“I don’t have respect for pigs like you!”, Y/N says coldly while she takes the gun out of her bag, Henry and his friend exchange a look before he turns to face his victim.

“You’re lucky that this bitch came to save you, Tozier.”, He spits into his face and walks away, Y/N watches him for a second before she puts the weapon back into her black backpack.

“You- You saved me!”, He exclaims and wipes the spit from his forehead:“ Thanks for that!”

“R-R-RICHIE!”, A male voice shouts and when Y/N turns her head she sees how 5 boys are driving with their bikes down the road. They stop a couple of meters away from them and the tallest one of them looks at Y/N with a surprised look on his face.

“Y/-Y/-Y/- Y/N?”, He asks and a small smile appears on his lips:“W-W-What are y-y-you d-d-doing h-h-here?”,he asks and the girl smiles back at him.

She holds up her smile:“ I was on the search for the library when I met Henry and his friend-”, she explain and Richie who stands next to her forms a gun with his two hands.

“But then she took out her gun and- bang bang bang!”, He simulates the sounds of a firing gun and starts jumping up and down infront of his friends who are now staring at Y/N with a shocked impressions.

“Wait a second..you shot Henry down?!”, Stanley asks confused while the Y/H/C girl shakes her head.

“Of course I didn’t, I-”

“She punched him right into the jaw!”, Richie says and starts to aggressively hit the air around him with his fists:“ One time and two times and-”

“Richie stop it!”, Y/N’s voice is now deeper than usually and the brown haired boy with the big glasses swallows thickly, before he takes a step back. Y/N sighs and runs a hand through her hair:“Listen okay, I did not shoot Henry, it wasn’t even a real gun-”

“It looked and sounded really real!”

“It’s from my little brother, Stephen!”, Y/N lies:“He likes to play with fake weapons, so my dad brought him one. I guess it somehow got into my backpack, you know what would have happened if I didn’t acted like it was a real gun.”

Y/N looks from Richie to the other boys and she sees that they all seem to relax:“But you did punch him, didn’t you?”, Eddie asks and Richie starts to jump around again.

“It was incredible!”, He exclaims and smiles:“ She hit him so perfectly, she saved me!”

“T-T-Then I g-g-guess w-we c-c-could b-bring you t-t-to th-that l-l-library as a t-t-thank y-y-you.”


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Tegu body condition, or: but they’re SUPPOSED to have huge cheeks!!1!

Tegu lizards can make fantastic reptile pets for the experienced owner, but because of their stocky build and highly developed pterygoid muscles (those are the jowls you see), it’s often really difficult to assess their body condition. I took these photos at a reptile show recently. The jowls of a tegu are the first thing people see, and that’s usually all that ever gets talked about. Somebody says “he looks fat” and then somebody else says “he’s supposed to have those cheeks,” but friends, let me tell you a secret: tegus store fat in places other than their jowls. So what I’ve done here is taken a couple of pictures that show you some other ways to assess tegu body condition… without using the jowl size alone as an indicator of obesity! 

These pictures are of a female. She’s ½ black and white, ¼ red, and ¼ blue. Phenotypically she has a mix of traits- because she was under a red light, it was very hard to get a picture of her showing her true colors, but she does have the blue’s “burnt” nose and seems to have mostly red coloration. She is three years old, she is not gravid, and her breeders had her for sale for one thousand dollars. 

The casual observer would probably say something like “dang, that’s a fat lizard!” The well-meaning tegu enthusiast would probably say in response “actually, no, tegus just look like that!” But that’s not true. We shouldn’t be promoting unhealthy animals and spreading misinformation. These pictures are a good example of some hallmarks of bad body condition in a tegu. To show you what those are, I’ve gone through and marked them in these edited versions. This tegu is basking, meaning she’s all spread out to maximize her surface area and soak up the warmth- but even in this position there’s hallmarks of ill health.

1.  A hallmark of obesity is the ear being obscured by fat. When a tegu is basking, the jowl rises to cover a little bit of the ear- but when the ear’s completely covered like that, it’s a bad sign.

2. The mouth should close all the way. If the mouth doesn’t close all the way, the owner should know what caused it and have taken appropriate steps to correct it if possible. Obviously for some congenital things, there’s nothing you can really do- and it can frequently be an injury or the scars of a poor diet that you can’t correct. You’ll see that in rescue tegus a lot. But that’s something a responsible owner is on top of! Jaw deformation can occur in the form of a lateral malocclusion (a side-to-side crossbite), an overbite, an underbite, or a droopy lip that’s dragged down by the massive fat pad the animal’s carrying.

3. There shouldn’t be folds of fat over the wrists and elbows. There should be a clear delineation between the upper and lower forelimb, but these should be strong and muscular. 

4. This is a very tricky one. Tegus are supposed to have a ridge of skin called the lateral line. When they’re obese, it shrinks and sometimes flattens against the body. However, it will usually flatten against the ribs while basking (that’s what it’s supposed to do, it maximizes surface area to let them take in sunshine) and when gravid. I include it here because the lateral line is something that you might not see on a healthy tegu- you have to consider a lot of factors when looking at an animal! This is especially true for females. If they’re gravid (pregnant), they’re going to be VERY pear-shaped and look really obese around the abdominal area. Tegus can lay up to 70 eggs at a time- of course she’s gonna look bulgy! But this girl? Not pregnant. I asked, and the breeder just kinda stared at me for a second, wondering what kind of clueless halfwit would ask if she was selling a pregnant trihybrid. 

Let’s take a look at this gal’s back half.

5. The tail shouldn’t be… for lack of a better word, puffy. A regenerated tail is another story, those can take a number of weird shapes- but this tail is way too fat.

6. There shouldn’t be fat rolls around the limbs. There should be a clear delineation between thigh and calf- there should be an actual joint there- but there shouldn’t be a bulging roll of fat.

7. The feet and toes shouldn’t be swollen. While the front toes- the digging claws- should be fairly stout and strong, the back toes should be slender and long. The foot itself should have a solid appearance and shouldn’t have dimples or rolls of fat going over the toes.

There are many other markers of health that you can see in tegus- some that show good health, some that show poor- and just as many that you can’t see. For a viewer who’s not super familiar with lizard body shapes, a tegu can be very confusing. They’re built for power, not speed or maneuverability. But when you are looking at an animal, these are some of the things that with a little observation, even the most casual observer can look at! Remember, the animal’s a complete being- it’s not just the jowls! 

“Hey, legend,”~s.m.

Not What I Can’t Have part three, I knowww but y’all will get that soon, don’t worry! I gotta make it perfect first <3.

For now enjoy idkhowmanywords of fluff. Hope y’all enjoy :)

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“What next?” I murmured, staring at the illuminated screen of my laptop, at the page half filled with pure mumbo-jumbo. 

How about I put….no.

Oh! What about…..God no.

I slammed my laptop shut, groaning. Having my fingers hover over the keyboard while my brain conjured up and immediately denied the next sentence I would write always drove me over the edge. Being a writer was my dream, yes. But I never imagined that it would cause me so much frustration and anger.

I sighed deeply, picked the laptop up, and walked over to the desk opposite my king sized bed. As I set it down, I heard the tiniest of ‘meows’ come from behind me, and I smiled. I turned to face the door, and, sure enough, my orange Tabby Cat, Jimi, stood  there, staring at me with jade green feline eyes, head tilted, ears pointed, face angry as always.

“I’m okay, Jim. Just…fed up,” I shrugged, walking back over to the bed and crawling back on top of it. I patted the empty spot next to me, and he jumped onto it eagerly. He curled his fluffy, twenty pound body into a tight ball and closed his eyes, setting himself up for one of his many deep slumbers. I sometimes looked at him and felt envious.. If only I could sleep as much as he did. My career, unfortunately, did not make life so easy.

I only ever let Jimi on the bed when my husband Shawn wasn’t home. And tonight was one of those occasions.

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Little Do You Know // Cole Sprouse

Hey girl, I was just wondering if you could possibly do a Cole Sprouse imagine where you have feelings for him but you think he likes Lili and he has feelings for you but he thinks you like KJ, and like I don’t know he gets like kinda jealous and then somehow confesses his feelings in a super fluffy way 💛💛

I’m so sorry that this doesn’t exactly show the jealousy you wanted and that I took foreverrrr to post this, it’s been a tough week for me (and I’ve only just got my Tumblr up and running again) and I’d like to apologize, but things will get better. I promise x 

Word Count: 1,280

Warnings: None

Characters: Cole Sprouse, KJ Apa, Lili Reinhart, Camila Mendes, Madelaine Petsch, Casey Cott.

“Cole!” You laughed as he threw grapes at you. Your hands were up, trying to defend yourself, but it was really no use, because the childish male in front of you would end up throwing them as soon as you took your hands away from your face. “You’re such a little kid! Stop!” Your cheeks hurt from laughing so much, but you had a huge grin on your face because of the boy sitting in front of you, who you adored so much.

“So Cole, I was wonde-“ you went to ask the recently dyed brunette a question, but were interrupted by Lili Reinhart, your co-star and one of your friends. You weren’t as close to her as you were with Camila, KJ or Cole, but you and Lili did hang out between sets sometimes and you had been to lunch with her a few times.

“(Y/N)!” You heard the familiar voice of KJ call out your name, you turned around, and in those few seconds of you turning to face KJ, you saw Lili sit down next to Cole. You took a deep breath, standing up and giving KJ a hug. “Hey buddy. How has your morning been?” You asked the taller male, sitting back down. You could hear the pair talking about stuff that was meaningless to you.

“Hey, do you guys wanna go out to lunch? Camila, Casey and Madelaine are already out and they’re wondering if you guys want to tag along?” KJ asked, looking at the three of you. You nodded standing up and grabbing your bag from the seat next to you.

“We’ll meet you there. I need to talk to Cole about a few things.” Lili looked at you and KJ, smiling softly. You nodded, looking at Cole and smiling at him. “Just text me when you two are on your way,” you said to Cole, turning around and walking towards KJ’s car, starting a small conversation with him.

*Cole’s POV*

“Why have you not asked her out yet!” Lili exclaims once you and KJ were out of sight, looking at Cole with a wild look in her eyes. She had always loved the idea of you and Cole together, ever since you had started on the show. Cole took a deep breath, shaking his head.

“I’m convinced KJ likes her, and he’s her age, Lili! He’s 19. She’s 19. I’m 24! That’s a 5, almost 6 year age gap. I’m not sure if she like’s that or not.” Cole sighed, turning his phone on and looking at the time, but not before looking at the lock screen, which was a picture of you and him together at your birthday dinner (which had just recently passed. So you had just turned 19. He was turning 25 soon.) He smiled, shaking his head and looking at Lili. “Shall we go get lunch now, with our darling friends, Betty?” He grinned, standing up and slinging his camera bag over his shoulder. Lili laughed, standing up also and nodding. “Of course, my dear Jughead.”

“(Y/N)!” KJ exclaimed, making you, finally, pay attention to him. You looked over at the dyed ginger, giving him an apologetic smile. “Sorry. Lost in my thoughts once again. What were you saying?” You asked, biting on your thumb nail and taking a deep breath. Music from your ‘its so extra’ playlist (it’s an actual thing, guys. Follow it on Spotify @brandenisonn) was playing in the background.

“I was saying, why have you not made a move on Cole yet? You two are so alike, and you are both so happy when you’re with each other. Like, I’m surprised you two aren’t married yet.” KJ laughs, making you blush. You ran your fingers through your hair and took a deep breath. Once you two had made it to the restaurant where you and the cast members would be hanging out, you grabbed your black bomber jacket. Your hands were in the pockets as you walked next to KJ, thanking him when he opened the door and let you walk through first. He muttered something under his breath about losers going first or something like that, but you just laughed, slapping him on the arm.

“Hello, my amazing friends. I missed you all so much, even though just yesterday I was crashing a car with all of you in it!” You greeted your cast members, referring to the last episode you had just previously filmed. You sat down in the booth, next to Camila and taking a sip from her water she had on front of her.

You had all ordered food, and Cole and Lili had joined you, so you were all squished into a booth. All 7 of you. KJ, you and Cole were all in one side of the booth, and Casey, Madelaine, Lili and Camilla were all squished into the other side. You were all eating, stealing each other’s food and laughing.

It had been a pretty long day, so Cole had invited him to your apartment, suggesting that you two could play video games and just eat a bunch of junk food, or binge watch a TV Show.

“Today was amazing!” You exclaimed as you walked into Cole’s small, but decently put together apartment. You placed your jacket on the coat rack that was by the front door, kicking your Converse off and walking into Cole’s kitchen, opening the fridge. “Did you want a soda, Cole!?” You called out, hearing the familiar beep from the PS4 and the start-up sound, followed by a ‘yes please!’

You walked into the living room, placing the two bottles of soda on the coffee table and falling onto the couch, pulling the throw blanket over your legs and watching Cole set the surround sound speakers up. “I’ve never actually used these before.” He laughs a little, untangling some of the wires.

“I’ll be on Instagram; photographing your process.” You laughed, opening your Instagram and seeing you were tagged in a few photos. You saw they were posted by your cast mates, making you let a breath out and open them. The first one was posted by Lili, surprisingly. It was before she had approached you, and you were trying to avoid the grapes being thrown at you by the dark haired beauty that had a huge grin across his face. You scroll down to the next one, which was posted by Camila. It was when the two of you were squished next to each other in the booth. You could tell KJ had been cropped out, but you could just see his hand reaching across to grab the salt. You laughed, the photo being another happy photo of you two. You smiled, quickly turning off your phone when Cole sat down next to you, handing you the controller. “Pick a movie.”

You had fallen asleep long before the movie had finished, your head resting on Cole’s thigh, his arm resting over your side. Cole looked down at you, biting his lip as he started to speak. “I know I don’t show it. And I know you’ll probably never know. You might, but you also might not. I love you so much, I don’t like Lili, I don’t like Madelaine, I don’t like Camila, I like you. I want you to be mine, but I know you probably will never like me in that way. You always tell me I’m your best friend, and it kills me. But I love you so much and I hope that one day, you’ll share these feelings too.”

But little did he know, that you had heard the whole thing, and you loved him too.

Requests are opened! Please follow and love me, I will love you all back xo.

Bittersweet

» Part two

She likes the sad eyes, bad guys
Mouth full of white lies
Kissing in the corridor
But quick to tell her goodbye

Author: amsimaria
Word count: 7,3K
Feature: Jimin x Reader (mentions of other BTS members)
Genre: Angst/Slight smut (Rated M)
Warnings: Slight violence, Mentions of sexual acts, Punk Jimin, Depression, Swearing, Addiction, Soft drugs use, Smut, (Jimin’s a kind of a Jerk in this part).  

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