i took a nap sitting up

isak stayed up until three in the morning to finish his history paper and now he’s paying the price for it. he’s in physics class and he’s looking out the window, completely zoning out when the teacher asks him how to calculate the acceleration of a horse falling off a tree. and sana turns her head toward him, whispers the answer behind her hand but the teacher notices, reminds them that she asked the question to isak, and isak jolts slightly when he hears his name, and then yawns, and the teacher shakes her head, gives him a little speech about how it’s not a good idea to show up to class tired and unprepared and when she’s done and resumes her lecture, isak groans. when class is over, he spends at least five minutes complaining about how “calculating the acceleration of a horse falling off a tree is just ridiculous, in what context would that even happen" and sana can’t help but chuckle, she knows exactly why isak is like this, and when they say goodbye to each other, she tells him “please get some rest tonight, class is even more boring when you’re like this” and isak can’t help the little smile barely lifting the corner of his mouth

they head to even’s place after class, and isak goes straight to his room, slowly climbs up the ladder and lies in his bed. and even is in the kitchen and he asks “aren’t you hungry?” and isak simply mumbles “’am not, come cuddle me, i wanna kiss your nose” and even is laughing as he comes and joins isak, lies next to him and isak’s eyes are only half open when even asks him “you wanna kiss my nose?” and he leans in, strokes isak’s lips with his nose and isak laughs a tired laugh, actually starts planting small kisses that aren’t really kisses, just a slight touch of the lips. and even runs a hand through his hair, massages his scalp and whispers “oh, baby” and he joins their mouth, and they make out very slowly, for a few seconds until isak’s lips aren’t moving against even’s anymore, and when even opens his eyes, they’re met with a sleeping isak

isak wakes up three hours later, and even is sitting with his back against the wall, laptop on his lap, earphones in his ears, and he’s listening to drake’s more life. isak has a confused look on his face, and he asks, voice groggy “what time is it?” and even can read the words on his lips, smiles and replies “almost eight” as he takes out his earphones. isak sits up and goes to sit next to even, rests his head on his shoulder and yawns, and then he asks “is it normal that i feel more tired now that i took a nap? i’m never ever going to wait until the last minute to do school work, never, ever, ever” and even wraps an arm around his shoulders and pulls him close. “that’s a good idea”. even breathes into isak’s hair and whispers “we’ll go eat now and listen to this for a bit and then we’ll sleep, okay?” and isak nods 

the next day, even shows up to isak’s place, and he’s hiding something behind his back, and isak asks “what is it?” and he tries to reach behind even’s back but even quickly makes a step back, tells him “close your eyes” and isak pouts and crosses his arms, but he does. “you know, when i’ve got a lot of projects going on and too many things i want to do, i find that using this can be very helpful to, like, manage my time. so i thought that might help you never, ever, ever waiting until the last minute to do school work” and when isak opens his eyes, he sees even holding a planner in his hands, and when isak opens the planner, he sees that even already wrote his class schedule for the semester. of course he’d remember it. and isak feels warmth spread through him, and he just stands there and smiles at even, before he sighs and wraps his arms around his neck, says “thank you” in between two kisses against his cheek 

the planner is empty except for isak’s school schedule, but there’s something even wrote for today with a pencil. going out to diner with even + sexy times when we get back? and isak sticks his tongue out at even when he reads the words, and even shrugs innocently, says “it’s your planner, you’re free to do whatever you want with it. that was just…a suggestion”. and so isak smiles at even, grabs an eraser and he erases the question mark, tells even “that sounds like a good idea”

First Love // Lee Donghyuck

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the prompt: can I request a donghyuck fluff scenario, can it be set like in high-school and you’re a year older so often come over to help mark study at the dorms which is when he sees you!! and he’s really nervous around you & the older boys notice except mark

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category: fluff

author note: if haechan doesn’t get off my bias list i am going to slap someone the boy has been looking too good lately. i feel like i suddenly realized i love my best friend since childhood. anyway i thought this was cute so enjoy!

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Sisters pt. 1

Don’t wanna be
Thinking
Thinking
Thinking

Kenzie loved this song! She couldn’t stop listening to it… It was running through her head all through class, but she still couldn’t get enough. Five minutes passing period? In went the earbuds! Walking through the halls to that pounding, entrancing beat…

Don’t wanna be
Thinking
Thinking
Think–
So fun to be
Giggly
Giggly
Gigg–
Don’t wanna be
Thinking
Thinking
Think–
So fun to be
Giggly
Giggly…

Her toe was tapping all through Pre-Calc. Her lips were moving, too. Occasionally she almost thought there were words, but… No. Just a great beat. Nothing she needed to think about. Just to keep listening to… and enjoy.

Off to lunch! And the beat caught her again.

Don’t wanna be
Thinking
Thinking
Think–
So fun to be
Giggly
Giggly
Giggly…

With her earbuds back in, she smiled at everyone passing. Kenzie was in a great mood today! There was an extra sparkle in the air, and she wanted to smile at everyone. And they were smiling back! What a new and wonderful experience!!

She giggled to herself. “I forgot how much fun smiling was!! Hee hee!!”

Don’t wanna be
Thinking
Thinking
Think–

Normally, Kenzie was a serious and studious girl. It’s not that she didn’t like to have fun, but she thought a lot about her future. She would graduate near the top of her class, get into a great college, start off on a fulfilling and socially responsible career that also made her financially independent and then… then she could have fun. Simple.

It’s fun to be
Simple
Simple
Simple…

But today she was… Well, today she was just in a good mood. That’s all.

Don’t wanna be
Brainy
Brainy
Brainy…

It feels good to
Obey
Obey
Obey…

“Honey?”

Home now, at her desk, and Kenzie had switched to her home headphones - the big ones that shut out all external sound and let her enjoy every nuance.

“Honey?” Her mom touched her arm, and Kenzie… woke up. She blinked, paused the music, took off her headphones… langorously, like she was stretching after a nap. “Yeah, mom?”

“You know I don’t like you listening to music while you’re doing your homework.”

“I do it all the time, mom. And it helps. We’ve talked about this.”

“Yes, well… I’m not so sure about that this time. You were kind of just sitting there. I think you’ve been looking at the same page for the last half hour… New album? You seem obsessed with it the last few days. It’s like the Hamilton thing all over again.”

“Actually, it’s just one song…” she said sheepishly. “But it’s amazing - it’s like I hear something new every time I listen to it!”

“I see. And you’re going to have to listen to it until you learn all the words, like you did with that Guns and Ships?”

“I don’t think there’s any words to it Mom.”

“No? Sounded like you were singing along to something…”

Kenzie blinked. Was she? There was a faint memory…

You wanna be
Sexy
Sexy
Sexy

She giggled. “No Mom. Just humming.”

“Well, take the headphones off for now, anyway. It must be distracting you, you’re not getting anything done. Dinner’s in half an hour.”

Kenzie put the headphones next to her on the desk. But within minutes her hand crept over to them and picked them up again, almost without her being aware of it. They hugged her ears and she slipped back into her light trance, her eyes closing and her vapid smile growing…

You’re gonna be
Dumber
Dumber
Dumb–
Cuz dumber is
Funner
Funner
Fun…

“Kenzie! Dinnertime, let’s go!”

Wow, where did the time go? She felt… spacey. And she was… sitting on the floor, against the wall? When did that happen? She stood up slowly, feeling dizzy. But in a good way. She giggled. Everything seemed sparkly and happy. She hadn’t done a thing with her project, but it didn’t seem important right now. And she felt warm… like some of the happy sparkles were inside her body.

She giggled again. She was aroused!! Parts of her felt very sparkly indeed! Hee hee!

“Kenzie!! Call your sister and come set the table!”

Chloe! She hadn’t talked to her older sister all afternoon. But she MUST go find her! She must thank her!!

You love to be
Bubbly
Bubbly
Bubbly

She hurried down the hall.

And listen to
Chloe
Chloe
Chloe

“Omigosh omigosh!! Like, thank you for the music!! I love it!!”

Her sister, two years older, smiled… And if there was something wicked in the smile, something predatory, Kenzie was too bubbly to notice.

“Oh, I’m so glad. I hoped you’d like it. In fact, if you like that one, I’ve got some other songs I think you’ll love…”

“Really?? Oh yes please!!”

“And if I can give you my advice…” Chloe leaned forward.

“Uh huh??”

“I think you should listen to these songs on your headphones while you sleep.“ She moved even closer, whispering. “Aaaaalllll night….”

Her breath was hot on Kenzie’s ear, and she shivered a little. It felt so good to obey. Especially to obey her sister.

“That’s a great idea!!”

Chloe smiled. Grinned, really. Like a shark. Or the Grinch.

“Gooood…”

To be continued…

for @kenziehypnobimbo

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Drawing the King’s Card (Requested)

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OTP(s): Yixing x Reader 

Genre: Smut, fluff

Word Count: 5,036

Sypnosis: Yixing recieved something he didn’t expect, but so did you.

Request: (from Anonymous) Yixing comes home after a long day of work so you give him a pretty intense massage in the living room, but once he joins you in the bedroom he finds you wearing a unicorn outfit (or lingerie and some kind of unicorn horn thing idk??) And that results to loads of smutty sex with a dom Lay?


A delicious breeze rolled through the house, rumpling the clothes of the sleeping figure flattened on the sofa. Her (y/h/c) tresses flowed silkily along the curves of her chest and she tightly grasped a large, soft pillow for comfort. Its scent carried the contents she deeply adored — the strong, robust whiffs of cologne, the sweet droppings of fruit, the soft waft of tea. The more the smell swelled in her face, the longer she slept.

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Sleeping Beauty; Kylie Jenner Smut

Days at work felt as if all they ever did was drag on and on, but that was partially due to the fact that I was so antsy to get home to my beautiful girlfriend, Kylie. We’d been dating around six months and already moved in together. Things moved quite fast between us, but I most certainly didn’t mind. I was already head over heels and she felt the same. We were attached at the hip practically, except for when I was working. Although she’d told me time after time I could pursue a career in acting or modeling, I still wanted to keep my job. Today had started off so well, from Kylie giving me morning head to wake me up, that I couldn’t wait to get home to her.

My drive home was a good twenty minutes, but twenty minutes too long if you’d ask me. Finally pulling into our driveway, I got out of the car faster than I usually do and made my way into the house. Luckily, I hadn’t called out Kylie’s name since I saw right away that she was fast asleep on the couch. The model looked blissfully adorable as she was lounged on the couch in her cropped sweatshirt and underwear, but at the same time incredibly irresistible. As I gazed at my beautiful girlfriend, an idea popped into my mind. Putting my stuff down, I tip toed over to the couch where I carefully moved between her legs and was positioned right in front of her core. With a smirk, I let two fingers carefully rub over her clit through her underwear. As I did that, my girlfriend began to stir in her sleep. Her eyes fluttered the slightest, but she remained asleep through my gentle touches.

Sitting up on my knees, I delicately tugged her panties down her legs and discarded them off to the side. As I bent back down to her core, I noticed she was already wet and a grin turned up at the corners of my mouth. Someone was getting herself off before she took her nap. Leaning in, I let my tongue take a slow swipe along her slit, just enough to start waking her up. My eyes remained gazing at her perfect figure when I took her clit into my mouth and began sucking lightly.  With that, I noticed my girlfriend start to stir more until her eyes fluttered open to look downcast on me. I couldn’t help the smirk that tugged at either end of my mouth when I noticed her initially sleepy eyes darken with lust. “Did I wake you, princess?” I mumbled. As Kylie nodded, I noticed a flash of dominance rush over her as her hands rushed to rake through my hair and then push my head back down against her pussy. “Don’t you dare stop eating me out until I’m cumming.” She demanded and I did exactly as she said.

Harshly, I began sucking at her clit, feeling her body contort below me while moans were belted out. Moving my hand up, I gripped at her thighs before letting her index and middle finger drag to her center. My two fingers began pumping in and out of her. My eyes didn’t look away from her face as I curled my fingers inside of her just to see the way her jaw went ajar when louder groans filled the room. My entire focus was on my girlfriend below me and making her feel better than ever. Kylie’s hips arched upwards as I took her clit between my teeth and let my fingers pump in and out of her at a faster speed. I watched as her lower lip was tugged between her teeth to conceal a moan, jerking her hips up against my touch. The speed of my fingers pumping and curling inside of her increased and I felt as her body tense up below me. Her release was approaching and I wanted it to be incredible for her. My tongue lapsed over her clit over and over and I slid another finger into her, attempting to further her along. Before I knew it, her head fell back against the couch and a sling of curse words were leaving her lips.

Almost immediately after her climax, Kylie yanked me up by my hair to her level and looked me straight in the eyes before our lips collided with one another’s. “I’m gonna fuck you so good.” She muttered before her teeth sunk into my bottom lip, tugging at it before releasing. Taking me up to the bedroom, she shoved me down onto the bed. “On your hands and knees, slut.” She commanded, and I obeyed immediately. I loved when Kylie got dominant like this. She came up beside me and pressed her lips to mine. “Don’t even think of looking back, either.” She said before walking away, leaving me dripping and staring at the wall. Lust was growing within me. I was aching to see what she had in store for me as I sat hands and knees on the bed, ass up in the air. 

Caught off guard in the middle of my thoughts, I felt a strike come down against my ass and a loud gasp escaped through my lips. Little did I know, behind me, my girlfriend was putting on a strap on. That was followed by the shift as Kylie kneeled behind me. I had been expecting her to eat me out, but what I got was even better. The feeling of the tip of a dildo grazed along my dripping wet slit, teasing over my clit. I couldn’t help the moan that fell past my lips. “You like the feeling of this cock on you, babygirl?” To which, I nodded my head and that earned me a spank. “Use your fucking words.” She demanded. “I love it, mommy.” I whined, attempting to jerk my hips backwards. “Such an eager slut.” She muttered and continued to tease the cock against my cunt. “Beg for it.” 

“Please, fuck me.” I began, almost sounding exasperated. “I ate you out so well. Make your girl feel as good as you did.” I was trying to tempt her and it worked as I felt the hard cock slide into me, followed by the sound of my moan once again. Soon enough, she picked up and a rhythm and was just about pounding into me at a fast and steady pace. Her hands reached down to grip at my hips, scratching gently at them. My moans echoed throughout the room as she thrusted her hips to slide in and out of me until my core clenched around the length and I reached my climax. “Fuck.” I gasped as I dropped down onto the bed, catching my breath.

I had a few moments of just hearing my own breathing until I felt the shift in the bed again, then a vibrating sound. “We aren’t even close to done.” My girlfriend whispered in a seductive tone.

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sorry this took so long, babes! busy times, but i’m back and hope you enjoyed this. let me know if i should make a part two??

Confidence

Spencer Reid

It was dark when you woke up. You searched for your phone, surprised to see that it was only 11:17 pm. You had text messages from Garcia and Morgan, all wishing you well and begging you to join them at the bar if you felt better.

You did feel better now you’d slept non stop for the past 5 hours. The team had returned from their latest case yesterday and you had spent most of the day completing the mountain of paperwork that went with it. It had given you a migraine. Penelope and Morgan had wanted the team to go out together for drinks afterwards but JJ had wanted to get back to Henry and Hotch had needed to spend some time with Jack.

That had left you, Reid and Rossi for them to bully into taking part in their drunken shenanigans. You’d been game originally until the migraine had hit you around 4pm and you’d felt the desperate need to retreat to a dark room to hide.

Spencer had seen you wincing and rubbing your temples. “Go home” he’d said tenderly, understanding the pain you had been feeling. You took his advice, texting Penelope as you headed to the parking lot. She’d called you immediately asking if she could do anything to help.

“No thanks” you were touched by her concern. “I just need to take some meds and sleep.”

“Well if you’re sure my little cupcake. If you feel better later we’re still planning on heading out to Ben’s,” she’d said naming the bar right around the corner from your apartment.

You’d had a text from Spencer too. ‘Hope you feel better soon Y/N. Sleep will help,’ he’d sent not long after you’d left the office.

He’d text you again at around 9pm, ‘I think Morgan is trying to get me drunk. He keeps buying me funny coloured fruity drinks. Did you know that the human body actually produces its own supply of alcohol naturally, 24 hours a day and 7 days a week.’

You’d received a picture message from Garcia about 30 minutes later showing a table filled with shot glasses, all with various brightly coloured liquids in them, and then another picture showing the glasses empty but with Reid and Morgan in the background pulling disgusted faces.

Reid had texted you again only ten minutes ago which must have been what woke you up. ‘Save me Y/N. I think Morgans trying to break my liver.’

You giggled. 'You still out?’ you messaged him back. You dragged yourself out of bed quickly going to the bathroom and freshening yourself up. After ten minutes Reid hadn’t replied so you sent the same message to Garcia.

'Oh Yes Yes my gorgeous little munchkin’ she’d replied almost instantly.

'Be there in ten’ you shot back as you quickly brushed your hair and re did your make up. You threw on a short denim skirt and a black vest top grabbing your purple converse and hoodie. Not exactly classy but you looked good enough for the local dive bar you frequented so often.

“Sweetcheeks you made it!” Penelope squealed excitedly from her perch as you made your way through the bar to the table where her and Derek were sitting. You placed the bottle of wine you’d just purchased on the table and gave her a quick hug.

“Yep I feel tons better after my nap,” you said quickly downing a glass and refilling it.

“You need to catch up with us lady bird,” Derek smirked at you, handing you a shot glass full of an amber coloured liquid. You took it, screwing your face up at its bitter taste.

“Where’s Rossi and Reid?” you asked scanning the room for them.

“Rossi left with a hot blonde about five minutes before you arrived,” Garcia replied happily.

“Yeah she looked like she was ready to eat him up,” Morgan added in. “And the pretty boy is currently being chatted up by a very attentive cougar over there,” he made a notion with his head and you followed.

You laughed as your saw your friend looking horribly uncomfortable as a women in her late forties was sat drawing circles on his arm with her nails whilst attempting to lean over seductively, giving him a good view down her dress. You could see him trying to avoid looking, but every so often his eyes would drift down.

'Men and boobs eh?’ you thought to yourself. You caught Spencer’s eye and waved. His eyes lit up as he saw you, mouthing 'Save me’ in your direction. You giggled shaking your head watching his brown eyes plead for you to come and help him.

“Poor Spencer,” you chuckled taking another long sip of your wine.

“Poor Spencer nothing, princess. That boy needs some female attention. It’s about time he got laid, ” Derek knocked his drink back.

“Yeah but really Derek…..a cougar, she’ll break him!” you giggled. “How long has she been there?“

“Well I pointed him out to her about 30 minutes ago when she grabbed my ass and asked if I was looking for a good time tonight, ” Derek laughed. “I figured the boy genius could have a good time instead. If he can’t find himself a hook up, I’ll do it for him.”

You shook your head at Derek feeling sorry for Reid. It wasn’t that the profiler was unattractive. Far from it. In fact, as far as your own tastes went, Reid was preferable to you than Derek. But he lacked confidence with women, not knowing what to say or when to stop rambling. You’d been surprised at how quickly you two had actually become friends outside of work to be honest, seeing how awkward and shy he could be around people.

You glanced at Reid again. He looked so miserable, but you knew he’d rather sit there than risk offending someone, even someone who was blatantly trying to get him into bed.

“Be right back,” you said to Garcia and Morgan as you hopped off your stool and walked over to the booth where the cougar had imprisoned Reid.

“Baby!” you exclaimed sliding in next to him hoping he’d catch on. “I’ve been looking all over for you,” you took his hand and squeezed it gently, leaning in and pecking him oh so lightly on the cheek.

He smiled gratefully, “I’m so sorry Y/N. I’ve just been listening to Shirley here telling me about her job as an air hostess.”

You smiled at 'Shirley’ sweetly. “Well thanks so much for keeping my boyfriend company for me.”

“Boyfriend?” she sniffed curtly. “His friend over there told me he’d be in need of a good time tonight,” she nodded over at Morgan who you could see was trying to hold back laughter. Spencer’s cheeks started to blush at the implication of what she meant.

You started to stroke his hand softly feeling him getting flustered. “Yes boyfriend, Shirley. Our friend over there must have meant someone else. The only person showing Spence a good time tonight will be me, right Spence?” you raised an eyebrow at him. He flushed red at your words.

“Pffft,” Shirley huffed. “He’s too scrawny for me anyway. Probably wouldn’t be able to handle a real women.”

'Bitch,’ you thought to yourself. Some people just didn’t know how to handle rejection well. You felt Spencer wince at the insult from her. 'And there goes his confidence levels plummeting to the ground again,’ you sighed internally.

“Let me tell you something Shirley,” you leaned over looking her dead in the eye. "This man right here may look scrawny, but he has no trouble pinning me up against my bedroom wall and fucking my brains out. He definitely, 100 percent knows how to handle a real women. Now I suggest you leave so I can discuss with Spencer exactly how he’s going to handle me when we get home.“ You smiled as her jaw dropped. Her face started to flush as she gathered up her bag and stalked away from the booth in the direction of the bathroom.

You knocked back your drink and turned to look at your friend. "Hi” you said nudging his shoulder with yours.

"Hi yourself” he replied licking his bottom lip. “Thanks for getting rid of her,” he smiled taking a sip of his own drink.

"No problem…. She pissed me off when she didn’t seem to believe that I was your girlfriend. So I had to put her in her place a little!“

“Well of course she didn’t believe it Y/N. Why would someone like you be with someone like me,” he said softly suddenly seeming very sober.

"What’s that meant to mean Spencer,” you asked sharply turning to look at him.

He gripped your hand realising how what he’d said might have sounded. “Oh no. N-no. T-that didn’t come out right,” he stuttered. He looked at you sadly and sighed. “You’re gorgeous Y/N. She couldn’t believe that someone as beautiful as you would be with someone like me. Like she said; I’m scrawny and definitely don’t look like I’d be any good at….. Well….that,” his eyes focused on his drink not wanting to look at you.

“Look at me Reid,” you put your hand out and touching his jaw, turning it towards you. “Spencer look at me.”

His sad brown eyes found yours. “Spencer, you may not be as built as guys like Morgan but trust me when I say that you could have any girl in here, if you’d only learn to be more confident.“

He huffed as if to say 'yeah right’ and started to look away again. You grabbed his face keeping it aimed on yours and moved closer to him. "I’m being serious Spencer. You’re gorgeous. You have a jaw line that most guys would kill for, eyes that someone could easily get lost in and hair that most women would love the opportunity to run their hand’s through. Add that to the fact that you’re a genius as well as kind and funny and well… What’s not to like?” He started to bite his lip the way he does at least ten times a day. "Oh and lip thing you’re doing right now Reid? Sexy as fuck….When ever you do that I can guarantee there’s at least one girl in the room watching you, wanting you to bite down on their lips instead…..Seriously, if you can teach yourself a whole new language in the space of a weekend then you can teach yourself to be confident. You could have anyone you wanted if you just had confidence in yourself.”

You sat back in your seat feeling sad that your friend didn’t realise what a good catch he was and feeling angry with Morgan for sending that bitch over to try to seduce him. You weren’t saying those things just to be nice either. You genuinely meant them. He was gorgeous and would make someone an amazing partner.

“What if I don’t want just anyone?” Spencer spoke quietly after taking a deep breath. “What if there is someone I like but I’m too scared that she doesn’t think of me like that?” he looked at you shyly.

You sighed racking your brains trying to think who this girl could be, feeling slightly jealous that there was someone he liked.

“Then tell her Reid, at least that way you know. If she doesn’t want you, then that’s her loss but at least you have an answer. Tell her.”

“I’m trying to Y/N. I’m trying to tell her right now,” he spoke so softly you almost didn’t hear him. He must have felt you tense as the meaning of his words finally clicked in your mind.

'Wait what?’ you thought. 'Me, he likes me?’ As much as you wanted to believe that’s what he’d just said, you couldn’t.

“Shit.” he muttered. “Guess that’s my answer. Can we just forget about this please?” he smiled at you weakly.

When you didn’t respond he made a move to leave the table. When you realised he was going to leave you blurted out, “NO.”

“No?” he asked quizzically.

“No, we can’t forget about it. Spencer…. You like me? Like properly more than a friend like me?” you wanted to be sure before you made a fool of yourself.

He blushed, “Well, erm, yes I do. A lot. A hell of a lot actually. I just never thought that anyone as awesome as you could like me. I don’t really have girlfriends, you know this.” He brushed a brown curl that was escaping back behind his ears as he bit his bottom lip again nervously.

You giggled, “Spence… I’m that girl.”

He looked confused.

“You’re biting your lip again… I’m that girl who wants you to be biting hers instead.” you laughed at the expression on his face. "I like you too. A lot,“ you whispered.

He smiled at you, his eyes lighting up. He looked so adorable right now.

"Listen,” you said. “Let’s go somewhere and get some coffee and talk okay.”

He nodded and you both stood up. You caught Penelope’s eye and mouthed 'We’re going’ across the room to her. She looked confused. You made a 'I’ll text you later motion’ with one hand and slipped your other hand back into Reid’s hearing him sigh happily at your contact.

Garcia clocked the hand hold and her eyes widened as a huge grin came over her face. You could almost hear the squeals that must be happening inside her head.

“Come on Dr Reid. We’ve gotta go find a wall for you to pin me up against. Wouldn’t want to have lied to Shirley now do we?”

He coughed and spluttered at what you’d just said.

“Haha. I’m joking Spence…. I don’t do that on a first date,” you turned to look up at him. "But someday, when you’re ready, we are soo doing that okay?“

He lowered his head so his lips were next your ears and whispered, "Okay, but maybe tonight, we could try some of that lip biting you mentioned instead.”

It was your turn to cough and splutter then as you pulled his hand and nearly dragged him out of the bar.

Request: Hi I LOVE YOUR WORK! Can I make a request? Anyway can I have a Draco Malfoy imagine were you go to meet him in the forbidden forest but he’s not there but Crabb and Goyle are and they attack the reader? If you do t want to write this it’s cool! :) :)

Character: Draco Malfoy

Word count: 665

Warning: Physical abuse, verbal abuse.

Sorry, it took me this long to write this, enjoy it.

*Gif’s not mine, credit to whoever made it*

Originally posted by imagine-everything41

“Shhhh, Mr. Malfoy. Leave,  you need to let her rest.”

“No! I’m staying with her until she wakes up, and then I still will be with her to take care of her.”

Whispers, echoing inside my head, getting louder and louder until they were unbearable screams filling me completely. My eyes snap open unable to take the noise anymore, I was meet with silence but it was replaced with the increasing race of my heartbeats and the eyes of Madam Pomfrey and Draco. I tried to stand from the bed, realizing I was in the hospital wing. I couldn’t move, a rush of pain run through my body letting an animalistic grunt of hurt escape from my mouth.

“Easy, let me help-”

“You are not helping her Mr. Malfoy, that is my job.” Madam Pomfrey hurried to help me sitting down, preventing Draco you even put a hand on me.

“Thank you.” I mouth her grabbing Draco’s hand giving it a gentle squeeze. He sadly smiled at me and sat down.

“What happened?” he asked worried giving a delicate kiss to my hand.

I was supposed to meet Draco at Forbidden Forest at 6:00 p.m but I’m running late because I woke up late from a nap I took after classes were over. I walked faster as I approached the border of the Forest. I deepen myself in it planning my apologies to Draco for being; late when something hit me from the back and my body fell to the ground landing on my face. I tried to prevent from hitting my face but I was unable to move. 

My body was turned harshly around and I see Crabbe and Goyle’s standing in front of me. I was doing my best to scream and run from them but I didn’t move an inch.

“Look who we have here, the (Y/H) mudblood.” spat Crabbe giving me a filthy look and kicking me hard in the ribs.

Pain extended all over my body. He walked around me, trying to intimidate me, purposely stepping on my hand probably breaking a finger or two. Goyle did absolutely nothing but stare almost as if he was bored. Crabbe kicked me a couple more times on the outer part of my thighs and near my chest. I felt how my body was lifted from the ground and I feared for my life not knowing what he was going to do.

“Stop!” we heard a female voice scream from behind, my body was left to fall to the ground carelessly hitting my back with a fallen branch. I was relieved but my eyes showed authentic fear when Pansy Parkinson.

“I can’t believe you started without me and being the only ones having fun,”

she said as a psychotic smile grew on her face.

“ Draco’s too good for you, you worthless mudblood,” she spits on my face. Shen then grabbed me by my shirt lifting me from the ground, before she did anything she got closer to the lever of my ear and whispered.

“Take this as a warning, stay away from my Dracky or else…” My head hit something extremely hard as I sense something warm and wet on the spot where the back of my head was smashed. I heard their steps getting less and less audible, letting me know they were leaving.  My body stopped being stiff and I was able to move again, felt dizzy and my eyes felt heavy as I blacked out but I was being carried away from that horrifying scene before I lost my conscience completely.

Draco’s teary eyes became hard and soulless, his breath sped up and his knuckles became white as he gripped the sheet of my bed. He stood up looking at nothing in particular, lost in his thoughts, he came closer to me and gently kissed me on the forehead.

“Don’t worry my dear, I’ll deal with this.” he said slowly and walked his way out of the hospital wing.

Boyfriend Tag

Summary: In which you do the iconic “boyfriend tag” with no other than your man, Joshua William Dun. 

“Hey guys! Y/N here, and today we have a lovely guest joining us for the evening.” you beamed towards the camera. “Drumroll please,” you gestured towards Josh, letting him drum quickly on his thighs.

“My boyfriend Josh!” you widely grinned, throwing your arm over his shoulder and hugged him tightly.

“Hello internet.” Josh smiled.

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anonymous asked:

Hiiii can you write one where you and H have been dating for years, you find one of your friends got engaged really soon and H says something like "when you know, you know" and you start to think he doesn't want to get married to you since it's been so long and get distant?

“Y/N, I have to tell you something!” your best friend who you’d known since what felt like forever exclaimed to you as soon as you picked up the phone. 

It was about midway through the day and you had just finished cleaning out your closet when your phone started ringing, as you were trying to be productive on your day off of work. Harry was at a meeting but was meant to be back within the next hour or so. 

“What is it?!” you responded, feeling excited already just because of the tone of excitement in your friend’s voice. 

“He finally proposed! Y/N I’m getting married!!!” she almost shrieked, forcing you to pull your phone slightly away from your ear in order to save your ear drum. And you couldn’t help that your first instinct upon hearing the news was for your face to fall and heart to race, and not out of joy. But you immediately picked yourself back up and responded to your friend with the same tone of excitement, sharing your congratulations to her and her husband-to-be. And you were so happy for her, for them, because this was your best friend from childhood and she meant so much to you and you knew her now-fiancee was perfect for her.  

But once you two had finally ended the conversation and you put your phone back down on the table, your expression immediately fell again as it had upon first hearing the news. Pulling out the chair at the kitchen table, you sat down and your mind immediately went to work.

You and Harry had been together for almost four years now, and nobody was getting any younger. You were easily at marrying age, and you’d known for awhile that you would be more than happy to spend the rest of your life with him. But he just never made a move, never even hinted at the idea of spending his life with you. You had secretly been hoping for the past few months, almost year now, that he would propose or at least bring up the idea of marriage. But still, nothing. And you didn’t want to bring it up because you were worried you’d freak him out and scare him off or something, not that he would just pick up and leave because you two were so close now and had such a special relationship…a relationship that seemed like it had naturally progressed to a place where marriage would be the next step. 

You were so lost in this train of thought that you didn’t even notice Harry coming in the front door, and you were startled when he walked through the doorway into the kitchen, a smile on his face. 

“Sorry babe, didn’t mean to scare you,” Harry smirked as he walked over to kiss your forehead before taking off his jacket and grabbing a glass of water.

“Mmm, it’s okay, just thinking,” you smiled halfheartedly as he sat down at the table across from you. 

“Oh, Y/N, the funniest thing happened today. So we went by the studio and there was this girl waiting outside and -”

“Y/F/N just got engaged.” You interrupted Harry, not trying to be rude but growing more and more anxious each second and not in the mood for one of his stories that you always pretended to laugh at even though it wasn’t that funny. You were getting fed up and it was obvious to Harry, who’d never experienced you purposely interrupting him before. 

You watched as his brows furrowed, his mouth still open from when he’d been interrupted in the middle of his sentence. He paused before responding to your statement. 

“That’s great! Wow that should be a fun wedding,” he smiled, but the way he looked at you told you he wasn’t about to ignore your interruption, something you never did. 

“Mmm, isn’t it though?” you remarked, and Harry couldn’t tell if you were being sarcastic or not. 

“Erm, yeah, I guess when you know, you know,” Harry answered.

That was enough for you. Mumbling in agreement, though clearly not meaning it, you cleared your throat and stood up.

“Yeah I, uh, gotta go check on the laundry,” you murmured before walking out of the kitchen and into the hall, leaving a confused Harry sitting at the table. 

A frown formed on his face, as he’d been in a great mood and excited to talk to you. He assumed you were just in a mood or something, but he was not one to let conversations like these just slide. 

Getting up and walking to find you sitting on the end of the bed in your shared bedroom, clearly not checking on the laundry, Harry sat down next to you. 

“Please tell me what’s wrong, love.” Harry put his hand on your knee and tried to make eye contact with you, but you just couldn’t right now. And you suddenly felt exhausted, not wanting to do this with him right now.

“Harry, I just, can we just not right now. I think I’m just gonna take a nap or something,” you told him calmly, still not looking into his eyes. 

Even more confused and concerned now, Harry figured it was best to give you some space. Sighing quietly, he took his hand from your knee and stood up before leaning down to press a soft kiss to the top of your head. 

“I’ll be in the living room,” he told you sweetly as he left you alone. 

Sitting down on the couch to watch tv, Harry pulled out his phone and saw your friend’s post on Facebook about getting engaged. His eyebrows raised when he saw in her caption that she and her now-fiancee had been together 2 years. 2 years. 

Looking up from the screen, the numbers started running through Harry’s head as he realized that it had been almost 4 years since the two of you had started dating. And that’s when it hit him, that that’s what you were upset about, even though it would have seemed pretty obvious to most people. Harry just thought it was an unspoken fact that he wanted to spend his whole life with you, but he realized that now was the time to make plans and to finally ask you the question you had been hoping to be asked for so long now. 

The Audacity of Kim Junmyeon (3)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
Part 6 | Part 7

Description: Kim Junmyeon, your neighbor and ex best friend suddenly begins taking to you after nearly six years of silence. Although he may be talking to you, he’s not the most…decent person now that he’s grown up.

Warnings: vulgar language. Fuckboy-ism. Heh. Smut.

Word Count: 2,510

Pairing: Kim Junmyeon (Suho) x Reader / Park Chanyeol x Reader

Author: Admin Xiufairy ㅅㅇㅅ

Originally posted by rxxbinc

The next week, both boys were at school. Luckily, yours and Chanyeol’s project was finished so you didn’t have to be awkward around him. It was very awkward either way, the two of you still sat next to each other, and you could feel his gaze on you.

You skin prickled as you attempted to avoid his eyes. You listened to your teacher rant on about something to do with politics but eventually you just leaned back against your chair and gave up on listening. For some odd reason, you still wanted to talk to Chanyeol, despite the things he told you the week before.

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Pack Mother - Derek Hale - Part 6

Characters: Derek Hale, AJ, Reader.

Kinda NSFW

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Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

AJ was at the house almost as much as the pack. You’d done subtle things, such as place your hand on his arm when he says something funny, or wear something just a little too short or a little too tight when he was around. No one had caught on yet, but you knew that AJ would jump you the second he got the chance.

Derek had gone out with Stiles for a training session and left you at home with Max. At three months old, he’s been sleeping through the night a little bit more so you’ve had a bit of time to make yourself presentable. Which is saying a lot compared to the first month, when you were lucky if you’d showered that week.

Derek walks in the door, fuming.

You had Max balanced on your hip, feeding him a bottle. Both of your heads turned towards the slammed door. “What’s wrong?”

Derek shakes his head, taking his leather jacket off and hanging it up. “Stiles is so stubborn! He doesn’t even try to learn. All he wants to do it smart off.” He grunts. He walks over to you and holds his arms out for Max. You hand Max to him and his face immediately softens. “Hi, baby boy.” He smiles and Max giggles.

“What’d he do this time?” You grab a towel off the counter and begin cleaning up.

“I mean, he refuses to let anyone tell him anything. I tried to help him with the whole mental side of things and he just won’t listen. We got into a fight and he left. I’m sure he’ll turn up in an hour or so to complain to you.” He sits at the counter with Max in his lap.

“Honestly, Derek..you’re a little too hard on him. He’s got a quick wit but he’s more fragile than the others. He doesn’t respond to tough love.” You shrug.

“Of course you take his side.” He rolls his eyes.

“Hey, I’m not taking sides. I’m simply putting it out there that Stiles is a little sensitive.”

“Well, I’m putting it out there that I think you never side with me.”

“Oh come on. I’m not defending him. Derek don’t be a big baby.” You roll your eyes and cross your arms.

Derek scoffs. “Yeah. I’m the big baby. It’s Stiles, for God’s sake. The kid has a skull so hard I’m not sure insults even penetrate it.”

“Derek, just because he imprinted on you first after he changed doesn’t mean you understand him more. He’s a kid. He’s barely eighteen. You just don’t understand what he’s going through.”

“And you do? You’re telling me that a twenty-three year old woman can understand an eighteen year old high school boy more than I can? Okay..” Derek stands up with Max.

“What the hell? I was just talking with you, why did you feel the need to get so heated?” You sigh.

“I get heated because you always choose the kids first! You never see my side of things.”

“Derek, I am the pack mother. If you don’t like it, fine. But, you’re not going to tell me not to care about those kids.”

It’s been a week an no one has heard from Stiles. You can tell Derek is feeling guilty, but you are beyond pissed at him. You haven’t spoken to him since your argument.

“Y/N..I’m going out to look for Stiles.”

You throw him a sarcastic thumbs up. “I don’t know why you think going out and searching for him everyday will make a difference. He’s gone, Derek. It’s your fault. He was the baby. He was the closest one to me and you had to screw that up.”

“God, will you stop blaming me for everything that goes wrong?”

“I will when it’s not your fault! You yelled at him and now he’s gone. You keep yelling at me too, you’re lucky I’m here. You could never handle the pack on your own.”

“Oh, sure. I lost your baby and now you’re pissy. Get over yourself. Stiles left on his own, if he was really your baby he would’ve let you know where he went.” Derek walked out the front door, slamming it behind him.

You sat in front of the couch, trying not to cry. Derek had been so mean to you recently and you couldn’t figure out why. A switch just flipped in him. You groaned when you heard a knock at the door. You got up and answered it.

“Hey you.” It was AJ.

“Hey.” You felt better. You were going to start your payback right here. Right now.

He steps inside and you close the door behind him. “Where’s Derek?”

“Oh, you just missed him.” You shrug. “You can wait until he gets back if you want.”

He sits on the couch and you sit beside him. “Where’s the little dude?” He smiles.

“Oh he’s down for a nap. He should be up soon.”

“I was just about to go shower…do you mind waiting? I’ll only be like ten minutes.” You smile.

“Sure. No problem.” He nods and you head upstairs. You hoped Isaac wouldn’t come home but you know that he probably would. He’s got a knack for showing up at the wrong moment.

You showered and put on a tight t-shirt and short shorts. You smirked at yourself in the mirror before going downstairs.

“Hey. Sorry, I took longer than I thought.” You sit back down and watch his eyes give you a subtle once over.

“You’re fine..I wanted to ask you something and I hope it’s not too soon.” AJ smiles.

“Yeah?”

“Do you want to go on a date with me? Tomorrow?”

You smile. “Yeah. I do.”

“I’ll be here at 7 then?”

“Works for me.”

Derek walked in and you turned and looked at him. You immediately stood up went upstairs and left AJ with him.

You called Stiles again. You knew it wouldn’t make a difference but you’re still trying. You looked at yourself in the mirror. You looked hot. You answer the door when AJ arrives.

“Hi.” He smirks. “You look great.”

“Thank you. Come on in, I want to run upstairs and tell Max bye.” He nods and steps inside.

You go upstairs and tuck him in, kissing his forehead before you go. Derek catches you in the hallway.

“Where are you going?”

“What does it matter to you?”

“I’m just asking a question.”

“I’m not sure I should answer. I wouldn’t want to make it your fault.” You go downstairs and meet AJ at the door. Derek follows behind you.

“Ready?” You nod and guides you outside, his hand on your waist. “Bye, Derek!” He waves at him and you smirk. That was petty. AJ was honestly being nice but you knew that would piss Derek off.

The date was average. You knew AJ enjoyed it though. You got home and you saw Derek looking out the window when you got there, so when AJ leaned in for a kiss, you didn’t deny him. You said goodbye and walked inside, taking off your shoes and going upstairs. You got up to your room and started to unzip your dress.

Derek had been staying in Isaac’s room. You didn’t know the details, you just knew you didn’t want him with you anymore.

You take your dress off and put it in the laundry. You’re just about to take off your bra and shower when Derek walks in.

“Derek!” You grab a shirt off the bed and cover with it.

“AJ? Really? Are you trying to make me jealous? Because, it seems like you are.”

“Why does my reasoning for going on a date have to involve you?”

He steps forward. “I know you, Y/N. I know that you’re trying to make me jealous.”

“I couldn’t care less about you being jealous.” You cross your arms over your chest, holding the shirt to your body.

“I know that that’s a lie..I know because I can smell the attraction dripping from you.” He steps even closer.

“Don’t act like I can’t smell you. I know that when I wear those red shorts you’ll smell like arousal for a week afterwards. I also know that when we’re sleeping, if I turn against you I can get you hard.”

Derek smirks, “You getting me hard is no surprise.”

“Oh yeah? Then why’d you tell AJ I was available?”

“Because you are. I don’t see a boyfriend here.”

He steps forward again, your lips inches apart.

He pulls the shirt off of you, smirking.

“Derek..” You look up at him and bite your lip.

He watches your actions and picks you up, holding your thighs while he presses you to the wall. “I think you know what you do to me, the little fights you pick, the outfits you wear..”

“What do I do to you? I had no idea.” You smirk.

“You drive me..” He presses his lips to yours. “Absolutely.” He kisses you again. “Crazy.”

You wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him back. You’d been waiting for this for a long time.

You kiss down his jawline, pressing a kiss behind his ear. You smirk when you hear him groan, sucking on the spot you’d just kissed. You start to pull on his shirt when you hear Max screaming. You both groan and he puts you down.

You throw on a t-shirt and shorts before jogging down the hallway. You kept his crib in Isaac’s room while he was gone. You’d talked about getting a new house so everyone can have their own room, but you haven’t started looking.

You scoop the baby up, rocking with him. His shrieks turn to whispers as you comfort him.

“I don’t want you to go out with AJ again.” Derek says quietly.

“What’s going to stop me?” You turn and look at him.

“Everytime you see him I’ll kiss you like that again.” He smirks.

“You may see that as punishment but I see that as motivation to see him as many times as possible.” You smile.

“If you want it all you have to do is ask.”

anonymous asked:

Reactions to SO getting a annoyed that their partner can spend so little time with them, so they retaliate by buying a cheap bodypillow and sending the bandmembers photos of them while they are on tour doing menial stuff with it. SO and pillow at the restaurant, SO and pillow at the movies, SO and pillow on a rollercoaster etc. Just some lighthearted teasing ala "if you're gone so often, this will have to do."

2D:

~ He was a little confused at first when he received a picture of you and a blue body pillow at your favorite restaurant. You sent a text following a picture that said, “At least HE spends time with me.” 2D frowned at the text. He sent one back saying, “You know I can’t help it.” You smirked at the text. “It’s a shame. When we get home we’re going to watch your favorite movie. Wish you were here <3” You almost laughed out loud at the text.

~ You pulled the body pillow inside your room when you got home and threw it on your bed. You checked your phone for a text from 2D. There were two messages. The first one read, “That’s not fair! );” You snickered. The second one read, “I’ll be home soon! I promise I’ll spend more time with you!” You grinned as you slipped off your pants and straddled the pillow. You took a very well angled picture of yourself in that position and sent it to 2D. You laughed and awaited his reply. You could almost hear his voice when you read the text, “I’ll remember that.” Said the text. “Maybe now you’ll actually spend time with me.” You sent.

Murdoc:

~ You knew you were playing a dangerous game but Murdoc should have spent more time with you while he was home. You had just bought a cheap body pillow at the local shop and you were going to take it everywhere. You got dressed up in Murdoc’s favorite outfit on you and took a selfie with the pillow. He sent it to Murdoc with the caption “Heading out with my favorite guy!” Murdoc replied immediately with a, “What the hell does that mean?” You smirked down at your phone screen and typed, “Well since you’re so busy and won’t spend time with me, this little guy will have to do.”

~ You could practically hear Murdoc growl. “It’s my job to take to you out.” He sent back. You laughed. “Maybe you should do your job better (;” You were enjoying torturing the old man. You walked out of the house with the body pillow and drove with it buckled in the passenger seat. You took another picture with it and sent it to Murdoc before driving off to the movie theatre. Murdoc was having a fit. You kept sending picture of you holding onto the pillow or kissing it. He was pissed, but you kept going.

~ At the end of the night, you stripped off all your clothes and pulled the pillow over you to cover most of yourself. “He’s a better lover too (;” You couldn’t wait for Murdoc’s response. When your phone buzzed you had a text that read, “THAT’S IT! I’M GETTING A PLANE TICKET HOME RIGHT NOW! THE FUCKING ALBUM CAN WAIT!” You laughed at the fact that Murdoc just got jealous over a $10 body pillow.

Noodle:

~ Noodle didn’t like leaving you so soon after not getting to spend much time together. You knew that but you also knew she was the overprotective type. You sat on your bed pouting about your missing girlfriend. You snuggled up to your giant body pillow that you used when she was gone. You closed your eyes, hoping to take a nap, but you suddenly sat up because of a brilliant idea you had. You grabbed your phone and took a picture of you snuggling with the body pillow and sent it to Noodle saying “I miss you ):” Noodle replied a few minutes later with an, “I miss you too, baby doll. But you won’t need that body pillow much later.”

~ You were impatient. You got up and ran into the shower. “Brb just gonna take a quick shower (:” You took a picture with the body pillow sitting in the tub. Noodle was confused, “Are you really going to shower with the body pillow?” You laughed and sent, “I have to. My girlfriend isn’t here to help me wash up.” You giggled. “I’ll shower with you as much as you want when I get home <3” You smiled at the text before jumping into the shower.

Russel:

~ Russel didn’t like being away from you for so long. Especially since he barely got to see you when he was home for his break. You weren’t very happy about it either. You spent more time alone than you had wanted to. You tried to pass the time by watching films or sleeping but you could only do so much. You sat up from your bed and grumbled. You decided to shower and actually go out tonight.

~ You stripped and stepped into the shower. You took your time washing your body and just letting the hot water hit your back. After your shower, you dried off and put on some nice clothes. You admired yourself in the mirror before heading out. You grabbed your phone and your keys and walked to the car.

~ You drove through town until you passed a shop that a bin full of body pillows for sale. You got an evil grin on your face and found a parking space. You walked to the bin and grabbed body pillow. This was perfect. You went to pay for it and put it in the front seat of your car. You snapped a picture and sent it to Russel. You giggled to yourself when you saw him reply suddenly, “Don’t start something you can’t finish.”

submitted by: @sgarrett49(You gave me Daddy!Jared feels…so I blame you for this hahaha)


Jared came back down the stairs and into the living room after finally getting Bella, your four year old daughter, to take her nap. 

You looked up as he walked around to sit beside you on the couch, “Well that took longer than you thought now didn’t it?” You held back a giggled and bit your lip at his exasperated expression.

“She wanted to play more than she actually wanted to take her nap! First it was a tea party, then it was playing with her dolls, and then she grabbed all her princess stuff wanting to ‘make daddy into a pretty pretty princess’.” Jared said in his best Bella impression running his hands carelessly through his hair with a smile adorning his face as you laugh harder, “I swear she gets more rambunctious every time I come back home.”

“She’s just excited to see her daddy again. She’s at that age now where she understands that you leave and don’t come back. It’s hard for her.” You sigh scooting over to lean your head against his shoulder. “It’s hard for all of us.”

Jared slings an arm behind you and pulls you in to kiss the top of your head, “The hiatus is soon and I’m going to be spending so much time with the two of you, you’ll be begging to send me back to work.”

Wrapping an arm around Jared’s midsection and snuggling closer you sighed in content, “Three of us you mean.”

“Yeah thre…wait what? Three?!” Jared pushed you back to look at your face to see just how serious you were. His eyes were wide and they started to tear up the moment you took the small ultrasound picture out of your back pocket to hand to him.

“Say hello to baby Padalecki number two daddy.”

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Family VIII - Alfie Solomons

Family i | ii | iii | iv | v | vi | vii | viii - Alfie Solomons

Alfie was sitting at the kitchen table as if he was conducting some sort of business meeting when you finally got home from the doctor’s office. His son had volunteered to drive you, partially because it was a tedious walk and partially because of what happened to you last time you walked alone at night. You accepted because he had a car and you were still healing. But when you walked in the door you wished that he had done a couple laps around the block.  

“Oh, look who’s home.” Alfie commented. He was sitting with his elbows on the table.  

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Bad Coffee

Pairings: Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: Hospitals, mentions of illness and surgery, really bad coffee haha

Word Count: 914

Summary: The hospital makes shockingly bad coffee, good thing the company is good though

A/N: Thought of this while sitting in the hospital waiting room for 5 hours today


My eyes dropped as I sat at the small cafe in the hospital’s main lobby, my hands still wrapped around the coffee cup I’d bought more than an hour ago despite the fact I wasn’t drinking it anymore. It tasted awful anyway.

I’d lost count over how long I’d been sitting here, waiting on any news, trying not to think about the possibility that it could be bad. The doctor had said that it was unlikely that the surgery would go bad but I still hadn’t managed to quell the anxiety sitting in the middle of my chest. At this point I just needed any kind of news.

I licked my lips, pulling out my phone and opening up a new message to my Mum, knowing that if I didn’t update her on what was happening she would call and that was something I wasn’t sure I could handle right now.
Once the message had sent I locked my phone back up, sliding it into my jeans pocket before returning to stare down at the wood grain in the table, wondering whether or not anyone would care if I had a nap right here. After all it had been more than six hours since we’d gone through emergency and I was exhausted.

I jumped as the chair across from me was pulled out, a hand sliding a fresh coffee towards me. I glanced up with confusion, seeing a man across from me that I’d never seen before.
“Sorry,” He said with an apologetic smile. “You’ve just been sitting here for a while and I figured you might need a top up.”
“Thanks,” I replied, trying to give him a smile in return.

I took the cup gratefully, taking a small sip as I looked him over, tracing my eyes down from his slicked back brown hair to the slope of his nose; the heat prickling over my cheeks as I realized his eyes were on me. I cleared my throat, gesturing to his own takeaway coffee cup.
“How long have you been here?”
“Not that long,” He shrugged. “I was just with a friend, came down to get some coffee while the Doctors checked him over.”
“Something serious?”
“Just a broken nose,”
“Oh,” I said with a small frown. “That doesn’t sound pleasant.”
He shrugged again, chuckling a little as he took a drink. “Probably not, but I guess this is what happens when you mix beer and backyard footy.” I couldn’t help but laugh, instantly feeling bad for the guy that had undoubtedly taken the football extremely hard to the face. “I’m Chris by the way.”
“Oh! Y/n,” I said, reaching over to shake his held out hand.
“So y/n, what’s got you here?”

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Peter Maximoff Imagine “Sleeping Beauty”

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x reader

Requested: no

Warnings: slight cursing

A/N: I’ve written this a while ago. NOW THIS IMAGINE IS REALLY SHITTY! There is a request that I swear I DID NOT forget about. It’s just the very end of the term and after all I failed my chemistry test and I’ve barely had sleep this week and this is another reason why I can’t write anything worth your attention. And sorry for this shit… But if you somehow managed to like it let me know)

Originally posted by teriarty

(Gif isn’t mine)

It was lunch break. You and your boyfriend Peter were sitting together.

You yawned. “I’m soooo fucking tired! I want to die!” 

“Told you that you shouldn’t watch tv shows at night, but you never listen to me” Peter took a sip of his drink

“Shut up” you yawned again and looked at your watch “You know, I have some time until the beginning of the next period. I think I should take a nap”

“Okay, if you’re leaving me like this I’m going to go and prank Scott and tell him that it’s your fault” Peter smiled at you, little demons in his eyes were waving at you. You were in love with these eyes.   

“Deal!” you kissed him and stood up “Will see you at the next period” 

“Just don’t oversleep!” speedster shouted at your back 

“I’ll set an alarm!”

As soon as you entered your room you collapsed on your bed, burying you face into a soft pillow “Just ten minutes” you whispered to yourself 

As Peter thought you overslept your next period. He came to your room and knocked on the door. Just in case. There was no answer so he came in. 

He saw you on your bed curled into a ball under a blanket. He laid down next to you, wrapping his hands around you. He lay like this for about ten minutes and then it was the time for the last period. He decided to not wake you up. 

He placed a quick kiss on your head and left. 

After the last period Peter got too busy annoying Scott, so he forgot to check up on you, but when he did he found you still sleeping in the exact same position he left you. 

Now the silver haired boy was starting to get worried. He touched your forehead to make sure you didn’t have temperature, but it seemed fine. He shook you by your shoulder. “Hey, Y/N. Wake up sleeping beauty..” no response. “Come on Y/N” you didn’t even move. “Y/N wake up!” Peter shook you roughly. Suddenly he felt something on your hand under the blanket. He raised the piece of fabric. What he saw shocked him. 

He saw green vines wrapped around your body like some kind of cocoon. He tried to rip the vines, but as he touched them they burned is hands and only wrapped more tightly around you. 

A second later Peter was running around school looking for Frank, but he only found professor Xavier. 

“Professor! There’s something wrong with Y/N!” 

“Peter, calm down and show me where she is” 

After professor came to your room he examined you and vines around you.

“What’s wrong with her?” Peter couldn’t hide his anxiety. 

“Everything is alright. She is just in some kind of hibernation.” Professor said calmly, still looking at you. 

“Hibernation?”

“Yes. She probably was too tired. Now she rests and she can’t control her powers that’s why there are vines. There is no need to freak out. She will wake up eventually”

“Eventually? How long is eventually?”

“From several days to several weeks, depends on how tired she is, for how long she hasn’t had enough sleep?”

“Couple of months” 

“That’s a lot. Just let her rest”

—————

A week and a half has already passed but you were still sleeping. Peter visited you everyday. He was just laying besides you, talking to you, he even slept with you. It happened spontaneously. He just fell asleep near you and the next night and after that night, soon it became a habit. 

You were having an awesome dream. You were in a big library, reading and reading and reading. These books were magical. Everytime you opened a book you teleported to the world the book was about. And then there was the last book. After you finished it light started coming from everywhere, blinding you. Suddenly you were in your room. 

“Fuck! I’m late!” You tried to move but something held you in place. “Shit! Not again!” 

Peter was in history class just looking out of the window and doing everything he could do except listening to the teacher. Suddenly he heard professor’s voice in his head ‘Peter, she’s awake’ 

Immediately world almost froze. Peter stood up and started running to your room. He didn’t even knock, he just bursted into your room. 

“You’re awake!” he rushed to you and hugged you tightly. 

You buried your nose in his neck. “How long did I…” you were interrupted by Maximoff “Twelve days” 

“Fuck!” you giggled

——————-

It was already 1am but you still couldn’t fall asleep. Of course you couldn’t! You were sleeping for twelve days! Peter nozzled besides you. It was unusual, sharing bed with somebody, but knowledge that it was him made you feel more comfortable. 

You placed your head on his chest, his arm immediately wrapping around you “Hey, Peter” You poked a sleeping boy in the shoulder. “Peter” you whispered

“What?” he whispered sleepily, his eyes still closed

“I can’t fall asleep. Let’s go to the beach” a little smile appearing on your face

“What? Y/N it’s like 1 am” Peter turned his body to you, holding you tighter 

“Pleaseee” you whimpered, your lips against his cheek. 

“Nooo! We have classes tomorrow!” Speedster mumbled into your head

“pleeeeaseee” you raised your head and started covering his face in kisses. 

“Ugh..fine, anything for you” 

And you two really went to the beach! It was a magical night!

“You know what I’ve just understood?” You two were sitting on white sand, pressed to each other. 

“What?”

“I’m madly in love with you!”

Divided - Pt. 2

This is a direct sequel to Unexpected Guest.

Thanks to @mccoymostly for planting the little plot bunny in my head and being my idea bouncer and beta.

3,330 word(s) of some fun fluff, and some angst.

Leonard x Reader

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You groaned softly and blinked your bleary eyes open a few times and glanced at the chronometer. It was early still, 5am, you still had a couple hours before you had to be up. You were getting ready to flip over and go back to sleep, when you looked over and saw Leonard.

Somehow during the night, he’d managed to flip over, face smashed into his pillow, with an arm and leg dangling off the side of the bed, snoring softly, completely passed out. You grinned to yourself at the sight and gave a soft airy chuckle.

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Happier With You (Part Two)

Summary: Steve has had many regrets in his life, but his biggest regret was when he let you go all those years ago. Now, you’re with someone else, and you’re happy. And that’s all that Steve wants for you. But he knows that he was happier with you by his side. And deep down, you know it too.

Inspired by: Ed Sheeran’s entire Divide album.
Also, inspired by my friend, Tator Tot. Nothing spicer than Sriracha Steve.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Words: 1421

Previous Part: Part One 

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OK so first submission, because basically my job has been chill up until now. So for back story, I work in an office reviewing medical records for nursing students, etc. Which means I’m at a desk on the computer eight hours a day. SO the culture of this company is very chill, I don’t have a lot of complaints about it. The main issues are management has a short of clique vibe going on with certain people on the floor, which is fine like yay friendship whatever. But oh my God. So I’m sitting at my desk minding my own business doing my work when I get an email from a supervisor that basically went like this:
“Hey, Haywood, it’s come to my attention that you’ve been sleeping at your desk frequently, can you not do that?”
Now keep in mind that I’m caffeinated 24/7 working here or I’ll literally drop from exhaustion. So I’ve never slept at, dozed off at, or otherwise done anything like this. Because I PHYSICALLY can’t fall asleep with this much sugar and caffeine in my body. So I sit here for a minute and I’m like what the fuck. So I email back like:
“Hey I don’t know who told you that but I definitely don’t sleep at my desk”
The icing on the cake is that the supervisor is pals with the guy that had my desk before I did, and this guy took full on hour long naps at the desk and nobody ever said anything to him about it. This dude had a blanket, his feet up, eyes closed. Meanwhile I can’t stretch my legs out without people thinking I’m asleep even though my fingers are very obviously using the computer and I’m bouncing in my chair. So yeah, fuck high school type cliques in corporate office settings, and fuck the fact that I got yelled at for supposedly sleeping when I’m very clearly awake and working. :)