i really love his hair here

top 10 phan moments that make me wanna rip my heart out

yeah, just ten moments among hundreds, let it be part one or something. tell me what i’ve missed because i want more suffering in my life.

10) mind control.

i mean, i appreciate the subtlety. i crave those tiny moments that you only notice when someone points them out to you. but this! you can’t miss this one, this moment is shoved down our throats. this is so “i’m allowed to do that to you, to be in your personal space, and gaze into your eyes for no reason, just because i want to”. and phil’s face in that moment, so much joy and mischief, he claps his hands and gazes back.

9) chest touch.

drama queen howell strikes again, it hurts to rewatch it srsly, why is he so extra? but what is phil doing ladies and gents? he slaps his chest in the weirdest way possible, he brushes it, it’s like he wants to shove him but reassuringly and the movement happens so fast you have to pause for a second to comprehend it. that sweet gentle boy is so fond of dan’s unnecessary commentary and yeah, it completely distracts us from what dan is saying at that moment.

8) feel my heartbeat.

was that necessary, really? like, i don’t ask my friends to feel my heartbeat when i’m scared, that was such a “horror movie at first date” bullshit, that’s not what people do?? and when dan does feel that beautiful hummingbird heart, phil just covers his hand with his own palm because yes, you gotta feel it very close, no air between your hand and my chest. dan immediately looks into the camera to show us that yeah, i know you’re there, nothing strange, and makes a comment about phil dying. wow.

7) phil the delivery man.

i don’t know what to say. it’s so simple but why does phil have to make such an act of bringing dan his charger, why does he talk in that stupid voice?? they have a banter, and then phil FIXES DAN’S CHARGER FOR HIM, like what?? who asked you to do that? where’s my IT guy au (literally, he’s got glasses, look at him). and before he leaves he plays the piano that nerd, what an attention seeker, and then bows!! is he tipsy? did he have a pre-liveshow orgasm or something? dan laughs fondly and it’s all i need in the world.

6) child beer.

what’s happening and does it even matter. phil’s hiding on the floor, but why? to surprise us? eh whatever. so he’s got that magical japanese powdery stuff and he wants dan to taste it. the biggest problem for me here, ahem, i mean the thing that just kills me every time is that phil spends the whole time (eight minutes) on his knees and he looks so cute when he makes that beer, holds it close to the camera, and then lets the foam sit so dan can have the ultimate child beer experience.

it reminds me of that hot chocolate video, where he does something so trivial but he’s so gentle and loving about it. i still don’t understand why they didn’t do a simple taste test like bros, but phil had to make it for dan, he wanted to see his reaction. and then he tries it as well, touches the glass rim with his lips at the same place where dan’s mouth just was (gross).

and i just can’t ignore how that boy sneaks past dan’s room after that, he’s playful, he stops to say that he googled something and dan was wrong, and domesticity, i wanna die.

5) sleeping phil on tour.

i kinda wanna talk about the angle here because i don’t understand how it was filmed (camera is pretty static, dan’s hand reaches from the side, not behind), but i don’t know if it matters here. what matters is how gentle dan is. of course, he starts with classic nose tickling, which is what “messing with a sleeping friend” usually implies, but then he frees one strand of phil’s hair and just lets it fall. wow, fantastic prank, dan.

and let’s separately discuss that pout/kiss phil does after he opens his eyes. i know you want a slow mo replay, so here we go:

that’s what i call “im gonna stay asleep but i love you”. where’s the nearest cliff so i can fling myself into abyss?

4) the look.

context what context. why did they keep it? why did they put it on fullscreen instead of hiding in the corner? two full-length looks dan, really?? you know what he looks like, why do you have to examine him like that in front of us you slut. and it just passes, without acknowledgment, they just turn back at us simultaneously and I’M STILL DEAD at that moment, i don’t care what happens next.

3) snoot. proot. (i just filmed you doing that)

i don’t even care what it was. something about piano sounds or whatever, but this video haunts me. THERE’S SO MUCH TO IT. first, phil is lying on dan’s bed (at least in the official version it’s dan’s, not mutual), just chilling?? and dan’s working i guess. so they are not actually doing something together but it’s a cozy evening, why would they spend it in different rooms? dan says something, idk, and phil replies “yeah” in that deep voice I SWEAR i haven’t heard from him before. dan makes the sounds again, like can you believe he’s an actual dork in real life, it’s not an act, he’s actually the weirdest boy alive, and he so obviously doesn’t know he’s being filmed. because when phil says “i just filmed you doing that you’re so weird”, he’s so delighted, he laughs at himself, he turns around, his hair is pushed back omg they are both so sleepy and i rejoice. i think this video gives us a rare but fantastic insight in their everyday life, phil must be keeping so much silly videos like that on his google drive and we never get to see them BUT SOMEHOW he posts this one, probably because dan is cute and he wants everyone to know it.

2) you loved it. you wanna do it more.

so, yes. you know this one. where do i even begin?? they play this dragon quiz and then 1) phil says “you loved it” in the strangest voice, like the voice we never hear from him, it’s deeper and quieter, he looks at dan even though dan’s not looking back; 2) dan is looking down as if he’s fiddling with an ipad or something, it’s almost a bts moment, something they would usually edit out. AND THEN THREE SECONDS OF SILENCE while dan kinda processes what’s going on and phil still looks at him expectantly. seductive as fuck. and now this quiet “alright”, i’m just… dan looks like he’s gotten the hint, so he’s a little embarrassed and they share the softest laugh. 

the thing is, we know how often phil makes sexual innuendos and dan always reacts the same way: he looks into the camera, he throws a witty comment in, he puts it on display to show us that there’s no intimacy in that moment. but not this time. i don’t understand why they didn’t edit it out. i just… don’t.

1) pantless liveshow
this is the ultimate. this is the weirdest and the most awesome thing these two gave me and i’m not even sure what can top that. the moment when phil decides to grab the humidifier and show us, he looks at the screen, says “one second” and stands up very awkwardly while dan turns the laptop away from him and makes the weirdest “how you doing” face. 

WHAT THE FUCK. did they think we were so used to them weirdos that we wouldn’t even notice that shit? but fuck, they do it again, they want to show us the spray and dan goes “should i go get it? you have to do phil’s corner”. like, i can’t function, i honestly can’t. AND THE WORST PART is when dan returns and we can see him covering his legs with a blanket just too fast like it’s not that cold boy come on.

i have no explanation and i have every explanation. i don’t deserve all this suffering.

Thomas Brodie-Sangster Appreciation Post

Aww he looks so cute

I wanna give him cuddles

I really love his hair in here 

Let’s not forget his silly playful side

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Now that we got this out of the way….

woah HELLO

dADDY AF

I’m DYING HERE

Okay but this is legit one of my favourite gifs of him

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Okay that was the last one hhahah

I just want to say that to me, Thomas is a talented actor as well as an amazing person. I seriously look up to him for his modesty and his passion for acting. He truly deserves all the attention, love and support he’s receiving, if not more. He’s a kind-hearted soul doing what he loves and I know that I’ll be supporting him through his career and for the many years to come and I’m sure all of you can agree. 

Realistic Kurro attemp #3
Good morning cuties! Coco here 
So, when I first had my tablet working again, the first thing I drew was Kuroo, because I really missed draw his crazy bed hair and long bottom lashes <3. 
I wanted to do a magazine cover-like picture, I still have to improve my colorig, but I think is great for a firts digital draw after so long! I hope you like it too <3
I want to do some paints more and then I’ll start to do my comics again, so wait for them as well! 
-Watch the Speedpaint!-
See you soon! 
Lots of love, Coco 

I love Steve Harrington. He’s a messy jerky teenagery boy who does crappy messy jerky teenagery boy things, but then he grows. He apologises. He becomes a better man. And when his friends are in danger, he’s right beside them wielding a baseball like some 80s Negan motherchucker. Fuck am I here for flawed young men who become better. Who choose to become better. Goodness isn’t always inherit. Sometimes it’s earned. By young men. With floppy hair.  

anonymous asked:

Hello, I wanted to say the love children AU is pretty amazing. Also, don't take my request if it's unusual or inapropiate, but I would really like to see papa Yuuri. Greets.

hello!! thank you very much~
yesterday i was doodling older beka, so after seeing your message i thought, why not drawing all of them!!! and so i did

yuuri is pretty much the same, here in japan a lot of older men use long hair like idols… some of them are very hot, some of them are ridicolous……… but yuuri was already cute to begin with so no problems

once yuuri told victor that he really liked the longer hair he had when he was younger. bam, damage was done. he’s in a bit of a mid-life crisis now but at least he’s not getting bald like he was afraid of 

yuri has long long hair but it will never admit why. beka loves passing his fingers through them so yuri likes them even more. he had them also when they had milo but had to cut them bc milo continued to pull them   

beka is a gift from the gods and yuri loves that stubble so so so so much, he’s always nibbling and kissing his chin. 

((man i’m not good at drawing older characters s forgive me if they just look barely different from their normal versions haha) 

Yuri on Ice Lovechildren AU 

FOOL4U

Jughead x Reader

Wordcount: 1,635

A/N: Leave me requests in my DM’s 

Summery: Jughead and y/n get caught up in a heated moment by the lake

Y/N POV -

The heat radiated off my skin as I stepped out of the water onto the riverbank. There was a warm subtle breeze hitting my face as I join the others sat on a large rock, beer cans and food around us. The gang had decided to start off the new term at school on a high note so we all met up by the river for the day and had a couple of drinks. The group consisted of Archie, Betty, Kevin, Veronica, Jughead and myself.

We all sat round on the rock sharing laughs and making plans for our future summer together. Although some moments weren’t as perfect as others due to there still being tension between some members of the group. There was an ominous feeling about the day as we’d all pushed aside the Jason Blossom case to free our minds of the stress for one weekend.

I sigh and take in a deep breath of fresh air, feeling cold, refreshing water droplets spin down my back from my wet hair. I run my fingers through it to untangle the knots that had appeared. I look to my left to see Jughead awkwardly looking around unsure of what to do with himself. A look of slight discomfort contorted onto his features.

“You okay Juggie?” I ask him quietly not wanting to draw the attention of others. He just looks at me and shrugs, a solemn look about him.

“You gonna strip those clothes off for us Juggie” Veronica cheekily flirted towards the only one still fully dressed at the time. Jughead just scoffed and looked away biting back  “Are you gonna learn to keep your clothes on Veronica?” gaining awkward hisses and coughs from the others.

“That’s a little harsh isn’t Jug, considering it’s still basically summer, are you not planning on getting in the water with the rest of us later on then?” I ask him discreetly smirking his way.

“If it gets too hot then sure i’ll come in, but it’s not necessary for me to sit here half naked and be even more uncomfortable” he passive aggressively comments throwing his arms into the air.

We all just let out breathy laughs and go back to coordinating normal conversation. Not that any of us could really have a normal conversation as our minds had been constantly filled with the conspiracies towards Jason’s death.

“So Archie, how’s your music coming along?” Betty questions the red headed boy sat opposite us. “Yeah it’s good, I’m just really trying to throw myself into writing really, right enough of this sitting around, who wants to get in the water with me?” Archie suggests standing up, Betty, V and Kevin all stand up and follow Archie into the water, all smiles and laughs. I really did love my friends.

“You don’t have to sit here with me because you feel sorry for me you know?” Jughead suddenly snaps looking towards me. “I’m not staying with you because I feel sorry for you, I’m staying here because I enjoy your company dumb ass” I laugh and playfully shove the raven haired boy. He chuckles and grabs my hands to stop me from pushing him. Goose bumps travel up my arms as his hands come into contact with mine. I lean in towards him and let myself collapse in his lap, my head looking up at him, while our hands were still intertwined he fiddled with my fingers.

“I love the way you act around me, you’re just more free” I say looking up at his beautiful face. His green eyes catch mine and he smiles, Not something many people got to see very often, but I had always had the ability to bring it onto his face.

“Well that’s because I’m comfortable with you, I don’t have to pretend to like you it just comes naturally” there was a few minutes silence after his confession, where we just sat enjoying each others company listening to the sounds of our surroundings. You could hear the water splashing and our friends laughs were heard over the buzzing of the nature. It was a truly breathtaking moment in time.

“Do you think we should tell them?” I ask him quietly not wanting to spoil the atmosphere.

“Tell them what?” He replies dumbly knowing exactly what i was talking about, just then he let go of one of my hands and brushed it through my hair, making loops around his fingers with the locks.

“About us” I retort flatly, not taking his sarcasm to heart.

“meh, why do they need to know right now, I don’t care just as long as you’re happy, but not everyone has to know our business, let them just sit and ship us for a while longer” he breaths out.

“yeah it is kinda fun watching them freak out over the little things isn’t it” I giggle and look down at our still intertwined hands. Jug just smiles and nods down at me.

“Right” I sigh standing up and pulling him with me, “take your clothes off we’re going for a swim” He groans in distaste pulling a face but still he shrugs his shirt over his head, kicking off his shoes. I couldn’t help but stare at his body as he removed the layers of clothes. His slightly indented stomach sort of gleamed as the sun hit his skin. He was perfect to me, not completely ripped like Archie, he had a slightly toned lanky figure which suited him well. Once he was ready I lightly pushed him back yelling over my shoulder.

“Race you to the water” I giggle running ahead. It didn’t take long for him to catch up and we joined the others in the water.

“well look who decided to show up” V commented splashing water up at me. I let out a small screech as the cold water splashed up at my body, I just laughed and splashed her back. Bad move. We had started a splashing war between the group, everyone screaming and laughing kicked and thrashing in the water to get everyone wet.

Even Jughead joined in and genuinely looked happy, something that goes a long way in my eyes, I loved to see him happy and smiling, a nice difference from his usual grumpy disposition.

We all carried on messing around in the water for a matter of time, when Betty suggested taking a swim around the lake, Her and Archie swam off and Veronica and Kevin were heavily enthused in competing on ‘who can do the better handstand’

“You wanna take a walk?” Jughead nudges me, his arm comes up to my waist and he tugs me towards the river bank again. I ring out the water from my hair as we walk towards the rock where his clothes were. He just shimmies on his jeans and hands me his flannel shirt, I look up at him and smile, putting the flannel on over my body.

We walk through the forest into a more secluded area, talking about nothing in general. I stop to look at the scenery before us. You could still see the lake peaking through the trees, and sunlight streaking through the gaps of branches. Jughead pulls me towards him by my waist and presses his lips against mine briefly. he pushes his forehead onto mine and breathes out “Beautiful” raising a hand to my face he strokes my cheek, his rough thumb stroking over my bottom lip, I look up into his eyes and notice the contentment in them.

He leans down pressing his lips to mine again, harder than before, his grip around my waist subconsciously tightens. My arms sling around his neck, one hand coming into contact with his face the other falling to the back of his head grasping the wavy raven locks in between my dainty fingers.

He slowly starts to walk me backwards not breaking the kiss until my back hits a tree. Both of his hands now resided on my waist tugging at the shirt he had so graciously handed to me. Our lips moved roughly against each others, both of us pouring our passion into the other person. My hands slipped down from his neck and rested on his smooth chest. Jughead pressed himself closer against me our chests now flush together. I could feel the rough bark from the tree behind me digging into my back. Giving me a slight sensation while our lips were meshed together.

I captured his bottom lip in between my teeth and lightly sucked on it before returning my lips to his. His hands slid round my waist to my lower back where he pulls me closer into his, if that’s even possible. The closeness between us right now was why we enjoyed being with one another, the raw connection we both felt never hesitated to send shivers down my spine.

“Woah! what’s going on here then guys” We hear the smug comment from Veronica, causing us to pull away from each other in shock. she just laughs and shakes her head. “I knew something was going on between you two” and walks away yelling to the others that she had some “big news”

“Well i guess the cats out of the bag then” Jug smiled and looked down at me, still holding onto my waist.

“Do you want me to go and tell her not to say anything?” I enquire looking up to him shyly, not really caring we were caught.

“Nah, let them all see I’m a fool for you” he replies pressing his forehead to mine smiling down at me. I just smile and lean up to press my lips to his once more. This really couldn’t have been a more perfect day.

ikke snakk til meg
  • we open with sana reciting this surah, which i see as an effort from sana to try and regain focus on her faith (but you should ask the muslims in the fandom <3)
  • very violent online abuse flashes before her eyes, apparently from when she was in middle school (here’s a detailing of the abuse)
  • once again, sana’s prayer is interrupted (it’s always interrupted either by an external character, or by her own thoughts…at the end of the series we’ll see her pray uninterrupted and it will be gorgeous)
  • we get this beautiful shot of literal and metaphorical self reflection. sana is broken after the latest events and she is now trying to pick herself back up (so, of course, she tries to go back to the beginning: the sana we first saw on the show, before it all started)
  • adding the above piece of art for reasons (like to charge/reblog to cast)
  • we’ve seen sana wear very loose hijabs this season, i remember people commenting on it. here, she tightens the fabric around her neck. i see it as her trying to protect herself. she needs all the extra strength she can get. all the extra fabric between her and the world.
  • she tries to reach out for the only friend (we know of) she could have left: jamilla. but we see they never got closure on the “sharmutta incident” and, when sana scrolls up, she is reminded of how much her and jamilla differ from one another. and she gives up.
  • quick note: i am not too happy too see jamilla painted as this hating muslimah but i’ll wait until the end of the series. her comment “i was just trying to protect you” reminds me a lot of sonja, who i hated really badly when she confronted isak during the hotel scene. but who redeemed herself and explained her behaviour in the end.
  • we see their last messages are from january 2016, so just after season 1 if i’m not mistaken? the tension started then and that’s probably why sana and her were already at war during season 2.
  • anyone knows what game the norwegians are playing at the school? it looks like a dance of some sorts: the way they’re placed and the couple is running in between the two groups…
  • isak is wearing a dandelion. from twitter: løvetannbarn (dandelion child) means person that has survived almost impossible upbringing.
  • this time, the lyrics are so on the nose even the beautiful subbers decided to translate some of them: an even song. to me, reminiscent of all the rumours spread about him paralleling the rumours spread about sana right now.
  • we see the pictures from the teaser: isak’s eye, sara (same jacket), noora…
    we’re missing the brown hair with a hand ruffling them and the carrot munching (but i feel like the carrot bit was more symbolic than anything)
  • sana is back to the beginning (see above) except, this time, it’s reversed: she’s not joining the girl squad and the russbuss. she’s leaving both.
  • liar liar pants on fire
  • and she’s not trying to show, like in her first clip where she sassed vilde and told her being a russ was punished by stoning, that she can and will become a russ. she’s instead using her faith as a reason for why she doesn’t want to be a russ. very flippening, much reversal.
  • sana goes to class and…
  • the book is open on a page about dandelions.
  • which brings me to the symbolism of the dandelion. according to google, dandelion translates to “dent de lion” in french which means “lion’s tooth” (i can vouch for that), summoning the symbolic meaning of lions: courage, pride, family (connection/communication). the dandelion is also a sun symbol (#sanasol).
  • we get this exchange that i LOVE but that, unfortunately, is getting misunderstood: sana and isak are awkward around each other but both really want to talk to each other. sana, after looking at isak’s very obvious blackeye, glances at the dandelion in his hair. isak scoffs and takes it off.
    you can’t take a black eye off. you can’t get rid of that barrier between two people. but you can take a flower off. i feel like the flower, here, is a perfect way for them to (in the sweetest way) break the ice. our attention is briefly redirected from the (devastating) black eye to the (hopeful) flower and, for a moment, everything is OK.

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The Dragon & The Wolf

Dragonpit scene - I love how Jon always wants to be on the front row when Daenerys arrives. 

When he said to everyone he already bend the knee. Danys face— she knew what that line meant. And was conflicted about how to react to this. They already know they are falling hard. At least she does and things like these doesnt make it easier. 

Ok I feel myself coming into a rant here. Its just so beautiful to me how Jon is so different for her than any other man she has ever met. I am rewatching GOT and she has never been around any man like she has been with Jon. 

He intrigues her so much and I don’t think she ever had or felt that for anyone. Her feelings for other men were always clear for her. 

She loved Drogo but it was set up and she fell for him during their relationship. But I feel like that relationship formed who she is now and she didnt really knew who she was back there. She loved -spending time with- Daario but she was always in control with him.

Jon is a completely different story for her. And Emilia plays that so well. He brings out this really special vurnable side of Daenerys we have rarely seen.

And she fell for it, and fell for it hard. 

She was so desperate to save Drogo and her decisions didn’t make any sense and I like how she was the same when she heard of Jon & co being in trouble. She didnt listen but just thought with her heart.

– k I am gonna stop here. I am not even close to Boatsex talk and I am already rambling —

“No one is less happy about this than I am” “I know” Love. Loved. LOVE this. How she just understands him. 

They are both people who ask for respect and honesty. She always asks people to follow her and wants their word and he is a man of his word so its only natural she understands it. Its like the scene he told her he was gonna go to the wall as well. She hates that he is this way but she also respects it. (and finds it extremely attractive).

Also, subtle handtouching. Like you touched last week and now you just wanna get more huh? 

THAT SCENE IN THE CORNER OF DRAGONPIT. They were like 2 schoolkids being all secretly. 

And again, I love how Jon kinda drops a cheesy line there and at any other man she’d roll her eyes but with him it just makes her heart drop.

And him trying to make a joke there. Like here they are, her dragon just died, his plan is going to hell and they share this beautiful bittersweet moment. 

Her whole speech about having to trust him sooner was so heartbreaking cause maybe then her dragon would still be alive. (I am gonna cry when she’ll see Viserion for the first time) 

Dragonstone scene - can they buy a mansion there?

THIS. THIS. Haha Jon, I am so onto you. First the cave paintings and now -Notherners like people who arrive together-trick. Yeah you just want her on that boat huh?

I felt so bad for Jorah tho’. She completely ignored his plan. And she knew she did that. At the end of the scene she leanded to the table a little like trying to hold her posture but full aware that many people, including Jorah, knows about her affection to the King of hte North. 

I find Jon much harder to read. But I think it is beautiful to see how he didnt trust her at first and really does see her for who she is. Like he told her. And how he is so amazed by her. He is so starstruck. I never really liked Jon with Yigritt she was definitely his first love but Dany is something he really pines for. Yigritt was also wrong and impossible but it happened anyway. Here he knows there is much more at stake. But he can’t deny his feelings any longer. And thats why he showed up at her door.

Now about Boatsex, I would have loved for it to go differently - well actually not different just - longer. More build up. But I understand why it went the way it went. Jon knew what he wanted and I love how they let the moment last for a bit with him standing at her door, looking in her eyes, waiting for her approval and she knew what he meant by looking in his eyes and let him in. She bend the knee. 

I was dying for a kiss here. And a little sad it didnt happen - there will be a lot of fanfic request about the missing part between the door and the bed – hint hint. 

But its like we are still gonna get our first kiss in season 8-kinda.

It was so beautifully brought yet stil hot. Jon’s ass was a nice distraction ASS-well. 

And him taking over control was so hot, not only for me but I think Daenerys agrees. Their bodies looked so beautiful together. Fire and Ice. They were so full of need and it was all lust and passionate and then my favorite part came and Jon broke the moment and we had time to realize that this isn’t just two character hooking up. No, they are in love. 

And he was so amazed by her and her beauty and how pure she looked. You can really feel he looks at Daenerys here, not with all the titles but just her and she realized this and she looks so vurnable and just so beautiful to him.

You can really see her kinda scared about what this is she’s feeling and it all just because so overwhelming for them. UGH THIS SCENE.

HOW HE STROKES HER HAIR. SO BEAUTIFUL. 

And how she hold his face. 

And then he just looks at her, when he looks at her, its like the first time I see clearly through his feelings and he just lets his guard down. He loves her. There’s no way to run from his feelings. No more excuses of -the great war is coming-. He never really let his feelings for her take over. Never fully thought with his heart and here he does and he just let it take over.

I just—-

Ps: Tyrion watching was odd but it just represented the scene Bran was talking about how their love ruined all kingdoms and how Tyrion cant feel but sad and confused about what he should do about this and if it is the right thing.

I am not sure how I will make it until 2019 to wait for more and I am so curious to see where all this will go. I am really curious how they will act after this episode and they will probably learn about Jon’s family name soon enough with only 2 episodes in and I do feel this will cause a problem for them. Jon will be all - wtf and Daenerys will be distrustfull about her claim to the throne. But I can suspect moments of Jon being all noble and telling her, by episode 5 probably, that he doesnt want the title but he does want her. Oh and she is definetely pregnant. BRING ON THE ANGST. 

Cant wait for Arya’s reaction to Dany btw. 

– Now I am off to fanfiction land – 

Thank you for an amazing 7th shipping season.

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Insecure (Peter Parker x Reader)


Authors note: this was requested by the lovley @signethatsmelol, also I hate myself bc I turned my precious babies against each other for the sake of fiction

Warning(s): some swearing, violence, angst BUT DW BC FLUFF AT THE END

Something was wrong. Seriously wrong. Maybe it was the unusual silence of the school halls after class or the fact that Peter hadn’t come to find you but something was definitely up.

You frowned as you made your way to your locker, your boyfriend of a year nowhere to be seen.  Opening it up, you loaded in your calculus textbook and a few other things before heading your academic decathlon club. You often found yourself looking forward to your team meets as you’d get to spend more time with your boyfriend, Peter and best friend, Flash.

You’d actually met Peter through Flash, when you’d first joined Midtown high. Flash had been your ‘tour’ guide as such, and he was extremely sweet towards you, he’d made you feel comfortable with the move to a new high school and even invited you to the team’s first meet of the year, although he was very flirtatious and you weren’t into that. Peter had joined the meet a little later than it had started because of his Stark internship and it was pretty much love at first sight from then on.

You’d grown to love his little stammer every time he talked to you, and that blush that spread from his cheeks to his neck every time you held his hand in public. You could even say you loved Peter Parker . That’s why you were so worried when he hadn’t come to meet you, the pair of you were inseparable so you knew something was wrong.

You were pulled out of your thoughts as your friend Michelle came running towards you, panic etched across her features. “Michelle?” You asked, turning from your locker to face her, concern stitched into your voice. She was hunched over, hands gripping  her knees as she struggled to catch her breath.

“I-it’s Peter” she began, drawing herself upwards. “He’s gotten into another fight”

Your eyes widened as she spoken, you slammed your locker shut as the curly haired girl lead you towards the fight. Within a matter of minutes, you found yourself behind a large gathering of people, formed into a circle. People were cheering and filming the ordeal. Hurriedly, you pushed your way through the bands of people, trying to get a better look at the scene.

“Excuse me, sorry. Pardon me”

What you saw after weaving your way through the crowds made your heart drop. Your friend, Flash and your boyfriend Peter.

They were currently standing opposite each other, faces swollen and bruised. Flash had clearly gotten the brute end of it, and looked like he was on his last legs. Peter on the other hand looked significantly less injured and you knew in that moment he had been the one to start the fight. You knew Flash had picked on Peter, that’s what made it hard to maintain your friendship with him but you never thought Peter would lash out on him like this.

“Say that again, I dare you” you heard Peter spit, bouncing his fist up and down menacingly. Through the pain, you could see Flash draw his lips into a cruel smirk.

“She doesn’t want you, she never has. She’s only with you to get back at me”

That was all it took for Peter to launch himself at Flash, you covered your eyes and bit your now quivering lip, as you heard the pair’s grunts of pain. You knew know that this wasn’t some stupid spat between boys.

This was about you.

Opening your eyes, you rushed out into the circle, the cheers from the crowd only sky rocketing. At this point, both boys were at either side of the circle, you rushed between them in an attempt to stop the violence. “Stop it!” You yelled breathlessly, looking between them. “Just stop it! You’re hurting each other!”

Both boys fixed their posture before looking at you. You stared Peter down, meeting his gaze with a confused look, you could see the guilt swirling in his eyes. Your attention was stolen, when Flash begun to speak up. “Get outta the way (Y/N), I gotta let this punk have it

Don’t talk to her like that” Peter seethed back. You shook your head, begging yourself not to cry as the two boys you cared about glared and growled at each other. You could see that Peter was tired and could tell that he was feeling guilty.

“Leave it Flash” you called out as he tried to advance. You turned to your boyfriend and grabbed him then by the wrist trying to get him out of there. You pulled him into a guest toilet and locked the door behind you. You sat him down on the lid of the toilet,  grabbing some tissue and running it under some cold water before pressing the compress to his bruised knuckles.

“What the fuck was that Peter?” You said, as you worked in silence. Peter could only watch as you moved about, making more compresses for his cuts before they bruised.

“I’m sorry” the brunette boy whispered, not meeting your eyes as you inspected his face. You paused, looking into his chocolatey orbs, anger swirling in them.

You’re sorry?!” You yelled, your calm facade breaking down. This wasn’t the first time Peter had gotten into a fight over you, in fact, they’d been happening a lot more recently. You’ve never mentioned it to him before, at first you thought he was being over protective, but now you could tell it was much more serious. “Sorry doesn’t cut it Peter! Do you know how many times I’ve had to pull you out of these situations? Do you know how many times I’ve had to save your ass from being beaten into the ground? Do you know how much that scares me? I don’t know what’s going on with you Peter but you need to sort this out.”

Your boyfriend flinched at every word you spoke, as if he was being

sprayed by acid. He knew what you were saying was true, but he couldn’t help it.

“Peter, I love you!” You cried out, as he gazed at you intently. “But you can’t keep fighting people over me! Flash is one of my best friends, and to see you both almost kill each other out there breaks my heart! I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but if it keeps happening, I don’t know if I can stay”

This time, Peter’s head snapped up, looking you directly in the eyes. “W-what are you - are you saying?” he whispered, voice low and uneven. He was standing now, and you could see his body shaking.

“I’m saying that maybe…” you sighed, backing away from Peter. “We should…take a break?”

“No!“Peter practically screamed, his voice cracking as he did so.

In the dim light of the bathroom, you could see his eyes glaze over as his body begun to shake. “P-please”

Peter…

“I meant it when I said I was sorry” he tried, his voice betraying him. “I don’t know what came over me, F-flash was just saying these awful things about you, a-about us and I began to doubt myself”

You neared your sobbing boyfriend, immediately feeling guilting for suggesting that you end things. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling his head down to rest on your shoulder as he cried. “T-they say I don’t deserve you, all the guys. T-they say you’re too good for me… and it’s true”.

You stroked his hair softly as he let out his emotions. You never knew that he’d felt this way, that this could have ever been the reason for his outbreak. That Peter Parker was insecure.

Baby no” you whispered but he didn’t stop there.

“You’re the kindest and sweetest soul and I don’t know what I ever did to deserve you. You’ve been with me through everything and I-I’m just… Peter” he hiccuped, pulling away from you with bleary eyes. “P-please don’t leave me, you’re everything I have”

“Peter…” you sighed, holding him close until he’d calmed down. “I-I’ll never leave you, I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry”. You clung to him, trying to tell him that you were there and that you weren’t ever going to let go, you cursed yourself for being such a terrible girlfriend. When you both pulled away, you looked up at Peter, feeling his love for you radiate off of his body. You stood on your tip toes and slowly pressed your lips to his, the taste of his cherry lip balm invading your tongue. His warm and familiar hands snaked their way around your waste, pulling you closer to him. You gripped the collar of his plaid shirt from under his jumper and tugged him towards you, wanting to be as close to him  as possible, wanting him to feel the love you had for him. All of Peter’s insecurities melted away in that moment, he knew that you would never leave him, he knew that you loved him and that none of the other guys meant anything to you, not even Flash.

When you’d both come up for air, a small smile graced your lips. Peter returned your smile, going to bury his head in the crook of your neck again. “I’m so in love with you” he whispered against the  skin of your neck.

“I love you too Pete”

You both stood in silence, holding each other, the only sounds being made were your giggles as Peter pressed kisses to your neck. “I really am sorry about Flash though, I know how much he means to you” Peter spoke, after a few moments.

You rolled your eyes, before ruffling Peter’s hair. “He was an asshole anyways, you’re all that I care about”

You both laughed before you pressed a quick kiss to Peter’s lips, making him blush. “Now we should probably get out of here before people think we’re up to something” you winked at him playfully , as he shook his head at your antics.

Peter only let out a laugh as you pulled away to unlock  the door. You  grinned back at him, admiring his smile, and the way it reached his eyes. You really loved Peter and god help anyone that tried to make your baby insecure again.

5

Tell me goodbye

kit-kat-ronnie  asked:

22 for Klance?? I want ppl to realise how strong my blue boi is

22 - “It’s not heavy.  I’m stronger than I look.”


Lance waits with Keith at the front of the dorm rooms, watching dead leaves get churned up in the cold, morning wind. Their breath comes out in visible clouds and Keith pulls his hood up around his ears. His large suitcase stands between them.

“You don’t have to wait with me.” He says.

“Nah, it’s fine. I was up. Figured you’d want the company.” Lance shrugs. He still wears his pyjamas underneath his coat. His short hair is spiked at odd angles from sleep. Keith smiles gently. 

“Well thank you. That’s nice of you.”

“Also someone said your brother was hot and I’m really curious.” Lance smirks. Keith elbows him sharply in the ribs, which only makes Lance laugh harder.

“Here I thought you were being a good friend.”

“I’m your only friend. The bar is pretty low.”

“Hey,” Keith warns. Lance’s smile falters. He presses the back of his hand against Keith’s but doesn’t dare to hold it. Not yet.

“Hey, you know I’m kidding. Hunk and Pidge really love you.”

“You’re so convincing.” Keith drones.

“I’m your roommate. It’s in my job description to sass you.” Lance bumps their shoulders. Keith concedes and laughs. He bites his lip and glances at Lance through his dark hair. His cheeks are flushed pink from the cold. Lance swallows. 

Despite their initial friction, Lance has become a valuable part of Keith’s university experience. He’s the only reason Keith has any sort of social circle, he’s the only reason his nutrition hasn’t collapsed completely… he’s the only reason Keith smiles on the hard days. Lance’s chatter and warm expressions have become a staple part of Keith’s routine, and if he’s perfectly honest, keith isn’t sure how he’ll make this christmas break without them. He sighs. Their shoulders still touch. Lance’s fingers brush against his.

“Lance…”

But Keith is cut off by a sleek sedan pulling to a stop in from of them. The driver cheerily pushes the horn, before emerging. He’s tall, broad, and pre-maturely grey in the fringe, but otherwise youthful and handsome. Lance lets out a low whistle.

“Damn, Pidge was right.”

Keith elbows Lance again.

“Don’t talk about him like that.”

“I can definitely see you’re from the same genetic stock.” lance teases. Keith blushes.

“I’m adopted actually.”

“Huh…” Lance blinks. He tries to not look visibly uncomfortable, but he’s at a loss for words. He just nods.

“You two are still hot though. My point remains.” 

Keith groans and shoves him. He tries to distract Lance from noticing the growing blush on his cheeks. The two push each other and giggle until Shiro approaches. 

“Bro!” He exclaims, before sweeping Keith into a crushing hug. Lance had grappled with Keith enough times, fighting over the last donut or whatnot, to know that he was anything but weak. However, wrapped up in Shiro’s much stronger arms, Keith looks small and even delicate. Lance laughs loudly as Keith wriggles and shouts.

“Shiro! Stop! Put me…!” He kicks out his legs and tries to slip through his arms.

“I missed you! C’mon! Too cool to hug your brother now?” Shiro finally releases the smaller boy. Keith pouts. Lance clears his throat.

“Keith, are you being rude?” Shiro arches an eyebrow in Lance’s direction.

“What?” Keith follows his gaze. “Oh yeah! Shiro, this is my…” He pauses. roommate felt way too impersonal, but it was also accurate. Friend? No… that feels wrong. More than friend? God, that’s too strong, and he doesn’t want Lance to panic. 

“… my friend, Lance. He’s also my roommate.” Keith covers all the bases he can. He feels it accurately tells Shiro who Lance is anyway.

“Hey, I’m Takashi. You can call me Shiro.” Shiro holds out his hand. Lance shakes it.

“Lance.”

“Thanks for looking after my brother.”

“Oh, I didn’t…”

“If Keith is still alive I know he had help.” Shiro laughs. Keith pouts. Lance grabs Keith’s wrist and rubs his finger along the soft skin on the underside. Keith sighs and feels warm.

“Well, Keith’s kept me in check too. I would have failed my exams if it weren’t for him.”

“Well that’s good. Glad he’s still focused on learning.” Shiro places his hands on his hips and beams like a proud father.

“Keith, sorry, but we’ve gotta head off if we wanna beat traffic.”

Keith nods. Shiro runs back to the car and pops the trunk. Lance grabs the suitcase before Keith gets a chance. 

“Lance, you don’t have to…”

“No, let me help.” He walks the suitcase over and hoists it up. “It’s not heavy.  I’m stronger than I look.” He winks and drops it into the back. Keith shakes his head.

“I know you are.” 

Lance sheepishly grins. He steps forward. His hands move awkwardly at his sides before he decides to gently punch Keith in the arm.

“Have a great christmas man.”

“You too.”

They share a quiet moment. Shiro counts to 10 before he interrupts. 

“Keith…”

“Yeah, I’m coming.”

Keith and Lance share a glance. 

“I gotta…”

“I know. I’ll message you.”

Keith waves before he slips into the passenger seat. Lance stays on the curb, his hands sinking into his coat pockets, and smiles. Keith feels emptiness erupt in his chest. His hand pauses on his seatbelt. The car’s rumble vibrates underneath him and Shiro releases the handbrake. He begins to shift out of park.

“Wait! hang on!” Keith releases his seatbelt and opens the door. Shiro swears as he quickly hits the break so he doesn’t roll over his brother’s foot.

Keith jogs back up to Lance, who stands with a shocked but amused expression. 

His eyes widen further when keith kisses him.

It’s quick and chaste. A light pressure and hot breath. Keith pulls away and Lance blinks.

“I uh…” Keith’s eyes dart to the side. “I want to talk to you about…. about something when I get back.”

Lance’s shock fades and he melts into a wide grin. He tips Keith’s chin up and kisses him. A bit longer. His eyes closed and his hand just barely cupping his jaw. He pulls away and brushes Keith’s hair out of his face. He’s always wanted to do that and it sent a thrill through his stomach. 

“I’ll call you tonight. I can’t wait until you get back.”

Keith beams. He bites his lower lip.

“Ok.” 

He starts to walk backwards and fumbles with the car door handle.

“I gotta…”

“Go! I know!” Lance laughs.

“We’ll talk!”

“We’ll talk.” Lance nods. 

Keith slips back into the car and barely notices the movement of them pulling away and driving down the road. He’s too lost in his own happiness and thoughts. 

“Soooooo…. not just a friend then?” Shiro teases.

“Shut up.” Keith rolls his eyes.

“My bro’s all grown up!” Shiro wipes away a fake tear.

“I said shut up!”

Dating Steve Rogers Would Include

Originally posted by bluebrooklynkid

I could build my life on those man’s shoulders

  • He’s a huge sweetheart
  • It hurts your heart because he’s just so nice and adorable
  • Treats you like a queen
  • Puts his jacket on a puddle so you can step over it because he’s an old dude
  • “Steve I could just walk around it”
  • “Humor me”
  • Is very protective
  • Not really the jealous type because he trust you 100%
  • But if some guy is getting to close he’ll interrupt by wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your cheek
  • “Steve stop protecting me!”
  • “I don’t want you to get hurt.”
  • Which leads to an argument
  • Which then leads to make up sex
  • Sweet,passionate “You’re my world” sex
  • Hot, rough “I want you” sex
  • There is no in between
  • Being best friends with Bucky and Sam
  • “So Sleeping Beauty when are you gonna cut those weeds you call your hair”
  • “Really (Y/n) not this again”
  • “Bucky I’m 20 feet away from you and I can see your split ends from here”
  • Bucky loves you like a sister
  • You both team up to tease Steve
  • Then you and Steve team up to tease Buck.
  • Steve calling you Honey, sweetie, doll, darling, sexy(during steamy session)
  • Is submissive as fuck but doesn’t like to admit it
  • What can he say he likes to see you on top of him (~_^)
  • Piggy Backrides
  • Left boob grabs
  • When nobody is looking he’ll gives you forehead kisses throughout the day
  • You slap his ass every time you pass him
  • “Really doll. ”
  • “What can I say Captain that is a behind I’d follow to my death”
  • Captain kink
  • Kinky shit happens behind closed doors
  • He will love every inch of you
  • Would give up his life for you
  • The avengers love you
  • Him getting jealous when Tony flirts with you
  • If you’re ever sad or depressed he will be there to comfort you
  • Helping him when he has his nightmares
  • “Ah Captain America, God’s righteous man. Pretending you could live without a war.”
  • “Hurt :) my :) Stevie :) again :) and :) I’ll :) kill :) you :) you :) piece :) of :) scrap :) metal”
  • Being best friends with Nat and Wanda
  • Prank buddies with Clint
  • Part of the science Bros because you bring the coffee
  • “I love you (Y/n)”

DeanCas Coda: 13x06

Castiel is still staring at the table when Dean goes looking for him, four hours later. He’s got that look on his face, the lost, devastated one, where his eyes get all big and blue and mouth turns down in a subconscious pout.

Jesus, the last time Dean saw that look, it’d followed the words you can’t stay.

Cas’s here now, though. Alive. He’s… flesh, and blood, and he–he’s warm. All the shit that’s gone down in the past 48 hours and Dean remembers, vividly, that he’s warm. The thought causes his heart to skip a beat, sweaty palms rubbing against his the softness of his boxers as he pads up to the table. Of course, he’s worried about the kid, too. He’s just—he’s processing. Everything.

But especially Cas.

Fuck, he was such a fuckin’ goob in that goddamn motel room. Even now, he feels his cheeks heat at the manic way he’d bounced from picture to picture, mouth running a-mile-a-minute with useless facts. And it’s not that he’s embarrassed that he likes cowboys—Lord knows Castiel had been well aware of that before he’d kicked it—it’s… well…

Where do they go from here?

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Cute Shit Boyfriend!Peter Would Do
  • “I know this is kind of dumb but Aunt May still has Uncle Ben’s class ring and I want you to have mine.”
  • Warms up your hands for you when they’re cold.
  • Lets you use his headphones when you forget yours at home.
  • You catch him staring at you and call him out on it
    “Sorry, you just look really pretty today.”
  • He adds some of your favorite songs to his homework playlist
  • Calls you in from the other room just because he wants to give you a hug
  • He flops himself down on top of you on the couch after putting a movie in
  • Then he falls asleep like that and you’re trapped but you’re not even mad
  • Kisses you on the cheek when he greets you in the morning
  • “Aunt May said I had to clean my room before I go to your house but she didn’t say you couldn’t come over here while I cleaned will you please please please come keep me company?”
  • Texts you links to videos he thinks will make you laugh
  • Plays with your hair while you’re cuddling
  • Refills your water bottle for you when it starts getting low
  • ‘Accidentally’ leaves his hoodie at your house
  • Smiles when you’re wearing it the next day
  • Buys you a Spider-Man poster as a joke but you love it and hang it up immediately.
  • Lets you have the last slice of pizza
  • Rubs your shoulders when you start getting really tense and stressed while doing your homework
  • Makes you your favorite dinner when you’ve had a bad day
  • Plugs in your phone for you when he notices it’s starting to die
  • Reaches over to randomly doodle a little heart on your hand when you’re sitting in class together, then turns back to his work without saying anything
  • Buys you a book that you’ve been really excited about coming out before you have a chance to go to the bookstore
  • Then doesn’t complain when you spend all night ignoring him in favor of reading
  • Helps you put on your jacket
  • Goes out to get you chicken nuggets just because you really wanted some
  • Dances with you like idiots when you have too much energy
  • Sends you pictures of dogs he sees out in the world
  • Comes over late at night when you’re feeling sad just to give you a hug
  • Is just generally the sweetest boyfriend ever wow I’m having too many emotions

It’s my birthday so here are some really self-indulgent sketchy drawings of Adrien with hair like Yurio from Yuri on Ice because that’s what I felt like drawing

anonymous asked:

AHHH I LOVE HOW HUMAN ADRE LOOKS, I LOVE HIS HAIR CAN WE PLEASE HAVE MORE OF HIM HES ADORABLE X3!!!!

WOW DUDE I DUNNO IF YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THAT MEANS TO ME OR NOT BUT I’M SO PLEASED LIKE HOLY HECK.
I’ve been drawing him SO FRIGGIN MUCH but I haven’t posted nothin bc I know the majority of the interest here is on skellies younno? Really I’d LOVE TO FRIGGIN SHARE!! <3 Here’s a few!!!

I love drawing @blesstale‘s human Jee too! They just look so good together ;A;

Stay With Me

Request: “Draco x reader. They have been dating since third year. Draco wants their first time to be perfect. Very fluffy but smutty too”

Summary: Emotions run wild when the first sign of abuse between Draco and his father appear. He wanted to leave immediately after, so you helped him do just that. When the two of  you arrived back in your dorm, Draco knew that he’d never let you go, whether his father wanted him to or not. You two talked, and it was the kind of talk that persuaded you to take action. Tonight was the night you would lose your virginity to Draco Malfoy, your one and only prince.

Pairing: Draco x Reader

Universe: Harry Potter

Word Count: 3,898

Warnings: Smutty. ;)

A/N: This is the first imagine I have written in a long time on here and I’m so sorry for going incognito on all of you. I’ll try and get back on track soon, but for now, enjoy this. ;) love ya’ll! x

The room was silent, air tense and uncomfortable. It wasn’t the first time you had dinner at the Malfoy Manor, and it surely wasn’t the first time you had harsh insults about you from Lucius Malfoy, but the words never failed to send a pang to your chest every time you heard them.

You had met Draco your first year of Hogwarts, and to say you two hated each other was an understatement. Especially when you had been sorted into Gryffindor.

However, when third year rolled around, you and Draco had grown into a different type of relationship, one with large smiles and teasing remarks here and there. Draco had been the first one to express his emotions towards you by bringing you to the Astronomy Tower in the middle of night when he found you studying in the library. He had planted a soft kiss upon your lips unexpectedly, as you were about to speak.

From then on, you and Draco were inseparable. And Lucius Malfoy didn’t approve in the slightest.

“Father, please! It’s been two years-” Draco tried to defend you, but his father had interrupted him. slamming his hand on the table and silencing his son.

“How dare you talk back to me! I am your father, you listen to me!” Lucius had finally snapped, standing up and wrapping his hand around Draco’s throat. A scream erupted from both Narcissa’s and your mouth as Draco’s body was slammed against the wall.

“Lucius, don’t!” Narcissa screamed, trying to pry Lucius away from his son.

Knowing any words from you would just make the situation worse, you placed your hand on Draco’s shoulder to let him know you were there. He groaned and closed his eyes, his father’s fingers tightening unbearably around his esophagus. There was nothing you nor Draco’s mother could do. Lucius would let go when he wanted to let go.

Moments felt like hours until Lucius finally loosened his grip, Draco’s chest tightening as he took a huge gasp for air, immediately reaching for you. You immediately enveloped him in your arms, knowing something like this highly affected him already. He wanted to leave, you could sense it. So you sent Narcissa a small nod, avoiding Lucius completely, before making your way out of Malfoy Manor and into the cold night air.

“It’s okay, Draco. We’re leaving.” You whispered, caressing his cheek in comfort.

He nodded and watched as you pulled your wand out of your pocket. You waved it in the air, and immediately, you and Draco and had disapparated, reapperating in your dorm room. Draco looked around and spotted the bed, immediately ripping the covers off and snuggling underneath.

You furrowed your eyebrows, everything that just happened still processing in your mind, but you couldn’t completely subside the anger in your blood until you heard the broken crack in Draco’s voice as he called you over.

“Come here, love. Please…” He whispered, reaching out for your arm. He managed to get a hold of your elbow, just enough to pull you onto the bed with him.

You sighed, avoiding his gaze and cuddling into his chest.

“That wasn’t meant to happen.” You whispered. your voice wavering against your own will. All you could see was the fear in Draco’s eyes as his father began to get violent. It was utterly terrifying. “I was so scared of what he would do to you.”

Draco wound his arms around you, rubbing circles into your spine. It was relaxing, but the nerves in the pit of your stomach had not disappeared.

“It’s alright, Y/N. He wasn’t going to hurt me.”

You could tell he was lying by the sudden shake in his hand. You shook your head.

“He was. He was going to hurt you, and he would have done it because of me. Because even the slightest thought of me being there for you longer than he would like angered him so much that he would hurt you. And he would’ve done it because of me-”

“Nonsense!” Draco pulled away, looking into your eyes. “If he were to really hurt me, he would lay a hand on you, because nothing will hurt me more than losing the love of my life. Nothing would affect me more than having to bear the thought of living without you, without the only part of me that hasn’t been corrupted by blood and nightmares and destinies I never asked for. Me, right here, this is my destiny. Me, beside you. That… that is my destiny.”

Your lip began to quiver, his words reaching your heart in tons. You reached up to weave your fingers through his hair, pushing his head against yours and connecting your lips with his. It wasn’t the first time you and Draco kissed, and it surely would not be the last, but this kiss was different. This kiss was passionate, filled with love and desire and destiny all in one. You and Draco were meant for each other. Nothing would separate the two of you.

“Y/N.” Draco muttered against your lips as you had suddenly climbed atop of him, your hands moving down to the hem of his shirt.

You pulled away from him in question, furrowing your eyebrows. His thumb brushed gently against your cheek, his eyes showing nothing but concern.

“Before we get ahead of ourselves-” You already knew everything he was going to say, so you immediately cut him off.

“Don’t worry…” You whispered against his jaw, sucking softly onto the skin. Draco sighed at the feeling. “I want this.”

Draco’s eyes suddenly widened, and he pulled away and cupped your cheeks, looking straight into your eyes.

“This is big, Y/N.” You nodded, knowing what you were getting yourself into. But it was worth it. Draco was worth it.

“I know, Draco.” You averted your eyes, your hands going to the hem of his jeans.

Draco had other plans as he pushed your hands away and flipped you so you were lying under him, catching your attention and cupping your cheek.

“Are you sure?” He asked softly, placing his forehead against yours.

You gave him a small smile, the nerves in the pit of your stomach suddenly growing. But you were sure you wanted this. You wanted it more than anything in that moment, and nothing was going to stop you. Not even Draco’s father.

“Yes.”

That was all Draco needed before softly planting his lips onto yours, his hands flat beside your head to prevent his weight from crushing you. This kiss was more intense, hands roaming everywhere. You stopped at the belt buckle of his jeans, slightly hesitating, causing Draco to pull away.

Was this okay? Were you starting this off all wrong?

Draco noticed your eyes, and as if being able to read your mind, he whispered softly through the warm air in the room, “It’s okay, love. Keep going.”

You nodded, your hands fumbling with his belt. You were so nervous that you couldn’t even unbuckle it. Your cheeks began to burn as a soft chuckle escaped Draco’s lips, his hands covering yours and guiding you.

He looked back up at you as you got the hang of it, a loving smile on his lips. “Relax, Y/N. You know I’d never hurt you. You have nothing to worry about.”

“I know.” You insisted before finally pushing his jeans down, Draco helping by kicking them off to the side of the room.

Draco went back to peppering kisses upon your lips, his mouth roaming to your neck. His hands slid up to your waist, and he tugged on the bottom of your shirt, signalling that he wanted it off.

You took the hint, immediately sitting up and removing your shirt so that you were now just in your bra and skinny jeans. You rushed to get your jeans off, and Draco followed by removing his shirt. Draco smiled softly, keeping his eyes on yours the whole time, not once ever looking anywhere else in fear of intimidating you. You noticed his actions and smiled comfortably.

He was so considerate and sweet, it was almost unbearable.  

You and Draco were now just in your undergarments, and Draco began to pepper kisses against your chest. You sighed, running your hands through his hair as he sucked on the skin right above your breasts.

Draco looked up at you, his eyes now a dark blue under the moonlight that peaked through the curtains of the room. Luckily you didn’t share a dorm with anyone, so you didn’t need to fear anyone walking in on you. Draco didn’t worry about a thing, just focusing on different ways to please you.

“You’re so beautiful.” He whispered against your stomach, stamping dark blue marks into your skin, making sure they will be there in the morning to remind you of this night.

Your cheeks flushed as you heard the rasp in his voice, the endearing tone clogging your senses. His right hand slipped under your back, and you arched up from the bed so he could unclasp your bra. You let him remove the white, lacy bra from your chest, freeing your breasts. You were so glad you decided to wear nice lingerie tonight.

Draco groaned at the sight above him, removing his lips from your stomach. He moved up your body, his hands close to your breasts. He looked up at you in question.

“Go ahead, Draco. We’re not stopping now.” You urged him, placing your hands over his and setting them on your breasts. He took a minute to process what was happening before beginning to rub gently, your breath hitching in your throat. He massaged you for a bit before deciding to put his mouth to good use, his lips wrapping around your left nipple and suckling it into his mouth.++

A soft moan escaped your lips, your hands slamming against the bed and body arching into his touch. His eyes fluttered closed at the sound, twirling his tongue around your nipple and flicking softly. You gasped, gripping the bed sheets and squirming underneath him. Draco removed his hand from your right breast, replacing it with his mouth and repeating his attack.

Your breath began to quicken. If he was effecting you just by this, you could only wonder how you would feel when the real thing started.

“D-Draco.” You called, catching his attention, his mouth making a popping sound as he removed his lips from your breasts.

“I-Is this okay? Was I too harsh? D-Did I do something wrong?”

You shook your head at him, bringing him to you and sharing a feverish kiss. He sighed against your mouth, his hands massaging your hips, rubbing gentle circles over the bones.

“I want more. I want it now.” You whispered, only slightly startling Draco by your words.

He pulled away from you, freezing. “A-Are you sure? I-I don’t wanna start something you might regret.”

You immediately shook your head, caressing his cheek and running your fingers through his hair. “I’d never regret this, Draco. I trust you more than anyone. Please?”

Draco eyed you for a moment, just in case he sensed any hesitation, but he found nothing. So he nodded, looking between your bodies.

“I-It’s gonna hurt… but I just want you to know that I’m here when it does, and that you can tell me to stop. Just say the word and I’ll stop everything. Okay? Can you promise me that?”

You smiled softly, nodding. “I promise, Draco.”

One last reassuring nod, and Draco’s fingers began slip under your panties. He stopped for a moment, looked up at you in question to which you assured him, and slipped them off and down your legs.

You were now completely bare in front of Draco, and his eyes twinkled in admiration. Slowly, he opened your legs and bit his lip at the sight of your already wet pussy. You noticed this and subconsciously closed your legs tightly, to which angered Draco.

“Don’t.” he insisted, pushing them apart again and rubbing circles on your inner thigh. You were utterly beautiful to Draco, and he didn’t want you hiding yourself from him. You didn’t have to, and he wanted you to know that.

He bent down to place a feather kiss upon your knee, slowly trailing up to where he was kissing your inner thigh. Your breath caught in your throat the closer he got to your core, and you waited in anticipation for when he finally did. But he never did, for his kisses completely passed exactly where you needed him to your other thigh.

“D-Draco. Don’t be such an arse. Either give me what I want, or stop playing and let’s get to business.” You demanded, threading your fingers through his hair as you felt him smirk against your skin.

“Anything to make you happy, princess.” Draco chuckled before finally placing his lips against your core.

You gasped loudly, tightening your grip in his hair and squirming. He placed a hand over your stomach to hold you down as his tongue began to assault you, tracing figure eights against your clit.

“F-Fuck!” You yelped as he traced his tongue between your folds, his thumb replacing his mouth over your clit, putting pressure there.

You could already feel the pit of your stomach tightening, but it was too soon. Too, too soon. It couldn’t happen just yet, you needed to hang in there.

But it felt so good.

“Love.” Draco called for you, calling for your attention. You looked down, watching him do things you’d never think could feel so good.

Which is exactly why you groaned in frustration when Draco removed his mouth from your pussy, slowly licking his lips.

“W-What is it, Draco?” You stuttered, hardly able to concentrate on your words, but you somehow managed to get a full sentence out.

“I-I can do something else. S-Something that will really pleasure you, but it might hurt and feel odd at first. I need your permission. I won’t do it if you don’t feel comfortable with it.”

You already had a feeling for what he was talking about, and your stomach tightened even more in anticipation. You nodded quickly, wanting to experience the whole package.

Draco took your nod as a yes, and reconnected his mouth with your clit, causing a harsh gasp to escape your lips. The hand that was massaging your clit just moments before moved from above your body to between your legs.

Draco placed a quick kiss on your inner thigh before going back to your pussy and gently tracing your hole with his index finger.

You hissed, digging your hands in the sheets. Incoherent words escaped your lips as Draco began to push his index finger into you, and you threw your head back in pleasure.

Loud moans escaped your lips, and you thank the Lord the walls at Hogwarts were as thick as the wall of China in that moment.

Draco watched as your body arched off the bed, his briefs tightening against his dick uncomfortably. He needed some kind of pressure as he curled his finger into your g-stop and a scream belted from your throat, so he began to grind his hips into the bed.

A moan echoed from his throat, sending vibrations against your core, your breath catching in your throat and your grip tightening on the sheets.

You looked down to see Draco grinding against the bed, and you reached to tap his head, signaling him to stop.

He pulled away from you with a pop, slowly removing his finger from you and locking it clean.

“Come here.” You commanded, grabbing his chin and giving him a sloppy kiss, tasting yourself on his lips. You moaned against his mouth, wrapping your legs around his waist and rotating your hips.

Draco instantly groaned, his mouth dropping open at the action. You might have been a virgin, but you were highly skilled in rotating your hips. Draco knew that when he first saw you dance at the winter ball earlier on in the year.

But he never knew you’d be this good.

His head dropped into the crook of your neck, his lips peppering hickey’s upon hickey’s on the skin as you continued to rub your bare core against him.

You could feel him harden almost immediately, and you smiled triumphantly as you listened to the groans that his escaped his mouth every time you managed to rub yourself against him.

“Y-Y/N… Bloody hell.” He moaned, grinding his hips against yours roughly.

You ran your hand through his hair and pulled, igniting a growl from the back of his throat. You the your head back at the sound, giving Draco more access to your neck.

“Fuck it.” He said before pulling away and removing his briefs, his dick springing out and slapping against his stomach, obviously aching. “I can’t take this anymore.”

You gulped at the size of him. You knew Draco had a good size to him, but the real thing was completely shocking.

Would he even fit inside you?

Draco noticed the questionable stare, and he pinched your chin between his thumb and index finger, making you look him in the eyes.

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, my love. We can stop here, if you’d like.” His accent was thick and raspy, definitely a turn on.

You looked back down at his dick, noticing the dark pink color, a bit of precum leaking from the tip. It looked as if he was almost in pain. You couldn’t leave him like that. And besides… You wanted this.

“No.” You said firmly, wrapping your legs back around him, his dick slapping against your thigh, causing you to gasp lightly.

Draco smiled. You were just so cute.

“I want this, and I know you want it too. So let’s do it.” You said before wounding your arms around his neck, nerves coursing through your veins.

Draco’s deep-sea blue orbs bored into yours before he nodded softly, placing a kiss on your temple.

“Give me your hands.” He held his weight above you by his elbows, opening his hands for you.

You furrowed your eyebrows, but obeyed him, intertwining your fingers with his before he pushed your hands against the bed and steadied himself above you.

“Now, this is gonna feel painful at first, but I need you to trust me. Now more than anything. But when you start feeling pain, just squeeze my hands, okay, Love? As hard as you need to, just squeeze. I promise I’ll try not to hurt you.”

Your eyes burned already. He cared so much for you, he always did from the moment you two met, but you never knew just how much until now.

This was a very special moment, a moment you won’t ever forget for the rest of your life. And you were finally ready to accept it.

“I love you, Draco.” You whispered, your voice wavering and a tear slipping down your cheek.

Draco immediately wiped away the tear, a smile making its way upon his lips.

“I love you so much, my love. More than anything.” He pecked your lips a few times before adjusting himself against your hole.

You felt him rub against you, shifting underneath his weight.

“Ready?” Draco whispers against your ear, placing soft kisses beneath your earlobe.

You nodded against him, your voice already fighting against you. But Draco knew what you meant, so he slowly pushed himself inside of you.

Instantly, you winced and cried against his shoulder, your fingers tightening around his hands. The pain was excruciating, almost highly unbearable.

Draco was afraid to move as he felt a wetness upon his cheek, knowing you were crying. Slight whimpers escaped your mouth and his heart broke at the sound.

“M-Maybe I should-” Draco began to pull out, but you winced and stopped him.

“N-No! Stop! Just- Just move. Please!” You begged, digging your nails into Draco’s knuckles as he began to thrust slowly in and out of you.

He was afraid to fully remove himself from your core, but sooner or later, the pain subsided and turned into pleasure. Your cries of pain were now soft cries of pleasure as Draco thrusted softly, still fearing that if he went any faster, he might hurt you.

“Draco…” You removed one of your hands from his, placing it on his back and squeezing. “F-Faster. Please.”

Draco obliged to you commands, creating a steady pace inside of you, hitting a certain spot every time that made your roll your eyes to the back of your head.

You dug your nails into his back and dragged your hand down, leaving like red scratch marks against his pale, milky skin. Draco grunted, snapping his hips faster.

“Fuck, princess, you feel so good.” Draco moaned, placing his lips upon yours and sharing a rough kiss. “So, so good.” he mumbled against your mouth.

You moaned into his mouth, gasping when a sudden snap of his hips hit a spot that made your legs go weak. He had found your g-spot, and continued to create the same movements, watching as you screamed and the your head back, your eyes rolling into the back of your head.

Sweat began to coat both of your body’s and the only sounds in the room were the slapping of skin, both of your moans, and the creaking of the bed.

Pressure began to build in the pit of your stomach again, and you knew you were close to orgasming. You dragged your nails against Draco’s back once more before trying to create a coherent sentence.

“D-Draco- OH! Fuck, I’m so close!” Draco’s hips snapped faster, his thrusts becoming sloppy.

You felt his dick twitch inside of you, and you knew he was close to finishing too.

“I know, my love. Me too. Come with me, Y/N.” Draco suddenly slipped his hands between your bodies, placing his thumb over your clit and putting pressure.

He rubbed in fast circles, and you screamed, arching your back off of the bed, your orgasming hitting you like a pile of bricks. The sensation of you clenching your walls around Draco’s member sent him over the edge, his dick pulsing once more before he emptied his load inside of you.

You both rode out your highs, Draco thrusting lazily inside of you before slowly pulling out, causing you to wince.

He plopped down beside you on the bed, completely exhausted. You turned to your side, slightly wincing at the pain between your legs, and faced Draco, noticing a lazy smile on his lips.

“What is it?” You asked, tracing your finger over his chest.

A deep chuckle resonated from his chest, the sound vibrating against your ear as you placed your head upon his chest.

You listened to his heart beat before hearing him whisper something.

His voice sounded light, but his words held a deeper meaning. He knew a storm was brewing and he just needed to be reassured of one thing before the storm finally arrived.

“I love you, Y/N. More than anything. And whatever happens… just promise me you’ll stay with me. Promise me you’ll stay with me and never give up on me. Can you promise me that, my love?”

You nodded against his chest, a lazy smile on your lips.  “Always, Draco.”

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