i wanted a close up of their kisses

ruin the friendship / tom holland x reader (part II)

Originally posted by tbholland

do all the things on our minds
what’s taking us all this time?
let’s ruin the friendship.

part II / ? 

song that goes with this part: dusk till dawn by zayn and sia

~

until there was a knock on the door that pulled him away, snapping him back into reality, thinking that kissing his best friend wasn’t a good idea.


the door opened to reveal a female wearing all black and a headset.

“oh, gosh, did i interrupt something?” she asked, he scratched the back of his neck as she turned a crimson color. 

kind of, he thought, but he didn’t dare say out loud.

“no, no.” the words tumbled out of his mouth,”what’s up?”

“they need you for set.” said the female before showing a shy smile. he nodded before moving away from his best friend.

“i’ll-uh, see you after?” he asked and she nodded, giving him a small smile. returned it before he walked out the door, closing it softly behind him. she landed on the cream colored sofa with a groan. 

she couldn’t believe that something she’s wanted for ages, almost came true, but then was crushed to pieces by that stupid girl in the headset. she pulled her phone out, checking all her social medias. 

soon, he had returned, a smile on his face as he walked through the door. he felt his heart swoon as he realized she was asleep on the couch. he pulled his phone out of his back pocket, realizing it said 8:34 pm, and since she was probably jet lagged and she had a long day of traveling that it’d be best if he let her sleep.

he sat down on the couch, being careful not to disturb her as he sat down. she moved softly, cuddling into his chest as she sleepily adjusted herself. he sat still, not daring to wake her up as she was getting comfortable. he let her fall back asleep into his chest, a smile on his face as she hugged at his torso, her head nuzzled into his shirt. 

he smiled down at her, taking in her facial features as she slept soundly. she practically had him wrapped around her finger. he would do anything for her, yet he didn’t know that she’d do the same for him.

as he played with her hair softly, the door opened to reveal a loud talking Jacob and Harrison. he immediately hushed them as they looked at him in confusion. Harrison’s face lit up.

“is that y/n?!” he asked, making Jacob’s mouth agape and his eyebrows raise.

“wait, is that the girl you’ve been talking about for ages?!” he asked slowly. he rolled his eyes at his two best friends, wanting to take back those night’s he’d talk about y/n and her boyfriend and how he’d been so mad that it wasn’t him who was treating her like a princess.

but little did he know, that ended months ago. y/n and her boyfriend had broken up, well, technically, she caught him cheating and dumped him. she wanted to tell Tom, she really did, but she wasn’t sure if it was such a good idea because of how mad he would’ve gotten. 

“yes, now shut up. she’s sleeping.”

they rolled their eyes,”you’re so whipped, dude.”

“how can i be whipped if she’s got a boyfriend?” he asked the blonde haired boy who had spoken up before him.

“Tom, what are you talking about?” Harrison had asked, utterly confused. the blonde then put the pieces together, his mouth forming into an ‘o’ shape.

“did she not tell you?” he asked, Jacob sat back, enjoying the juicy drama unfolding in front of him. 

“uhh, no.” Tom asked confused as well. 

“he cheated on her and she caught him and she dumped him.” he said,”it was a rough time. i thought she had talked to you about it, but i guess i was the only one.”

Tom looked down at the angel sleeping upon him. how could someone so cruel hurt such an amazing human being like her? she was so genuine, so kind, funny, smart, elegant. his heart broke for her.

“wait, so Tom, you can date her!” Jacob perked up, Harrison nodded in agreement. the two of them had wanted the both of them to get together since he first mentioned he liked y/n. 

“no, no, no.” Tom said,”i’m not ruining a friendship.”

“Tom, mate, she literally likes you! you can’t see it?” asked Harrison. Tom raised an eyebrow at his friend.

“she doesn’t, i highly doubt she’d like me.”

“Tom, you’re being so stubborn.” Harrison rolled his eyes,”she literally told me a month ago that she liked you, mate. and she’s finally single. there should be nothing holding you back!”

right then, he felt his heart stop. the world around him stopped spinning. the girl he wanted wanted him back. he felt a blush creep onto his cheeks as he looked down at her in his arms. he could already picture himself laying like that with her forever.

“you’re not playing with me, right?” he asked his best friend. 

“no, dude, why would i lie about that?” he asked. Tom smiled.

“i’m finally getting something i’ve always wanted.” he said. his two friends smiled at the scene in front of them, finally happy for their friends. 

the two finally walked into the house after a long day. she looked tired as she had just woken up from her nap about 2 hours ago, but inside she was bubbling with energy.

“so, anything new and exciting happen?” he asked, starting up a conversation.

she wanted to tell him what happened, but she didn’t know how, so for now, it was her’s and Harrison’s little secret.

or so she thought.

“pretty good,” she lied, in reality, it was hell on earth without him back in London,”how about things here? all well?”

he nodded,”you still with your boyfriend?”

her heart went to her throat. she didn’t want to lie to him about her ex forever, but if she told him what happened, it might be worse.

“uh-” she started,”uhm, a-actually, we broke up a while ago.” 

Tom gave a look of sympathy,”oh, damn. i’m sorry.”

no he’s not. he’s glad that she dumped that no good asshole.

“eh, he’s an asshole. i guess i just finally came to my senses about him.”

he nodded as she put him in the spotlight,”how about you, Holland? got a lucky girl to call your own?”

he laughed,”uhm, no actually, no girlfriend.”

se pulled her eyebrows together,”how come?”

he shrugged,”just haven’t found anyone worth the while. plus, i’ve kind of got my sights set on someone else already.”

she raised her eyebrows as she felt her heart shatter, the man she loves just said he liked someone and she knew it would never be her.

“but, my real question is, why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, she looked at him confused.

“what are you talking about?”

“why did you never tell me you liked me?”

her eyes widened as shock ran through her body. she immediately tensed up.

“who-who said that?”

“Harrison.”

i’m so killing him, she thought.

“no, no, okay, i don’t like you.” she stumbled on her words as a smirk tugged at his lips,”and if i did, i dont want to ruin my friendship with you.”

he made his way to where she was standing at the island. his body pressed against hers as a gasp escaped her lips.

“trust me, darling.” he said, his face so close to hers that she could feel his minty breath. his lips hovered over hers, only driving her crazy.

“what do you say, love? let’s risk it and ruin the friendship?” 

his lips grazed over hers before she couldn’t take it anymore. she reached up and grabbed his neck, her mouth meeting his as he wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her back with just as much love and passion.

and that’s where it all started.


introduction    part I    

tags: @lostamongstthecosmos @feeling-straange

“Broken” (Chapter Eighteen)

Surprise! Two chapters today! As a thank you I expect lots of asks and various exclaiming over every detail of this beautiful chapter. I want to hear what everyone’s favorite part was!

ADDITIONAL CHAPTERS HERE

Enjoy the hell out of this!
*********************

Bucky was nowhere to be found for almost two days.

Well, that wasn’t entirely true, he was still sleeping in bed with Steve and Clint every night, but as soon as he got back from his run with Sam and Steve, he disappeared.

He wasn’t around for meals, or when Pepper made her famous double chocolate fudge brownies, that everyone ate entirely too many of and then spent a few hours trying to nap off the carbs on the couch.

When Natasha and Clint took off for a quick assignment, taking the jet to Chicago, Bucky wasn’t there to say goodbye, or to welcome them back the next day.

Bruce had sent a message via Steve asking Bucky to come down to the lab and take a look at the new design he was considering for his metal arm, and Bucky had never responded.

Tony was worried, but Steve assured him that Bucky was fine, just being overly quiet. That he still slept with his arms wrapped around Steve, and slept all night with no nightmares, Steve just didn’t know where he went during the day.

Bucky was just nowhere to be found.

So Tony was understandably surprised when he walked through his dark lab, and Bucky spoke from the couch in the corner.

*******************

Keep reading

The Mayor and the Colonel

(( @endlcss-possibilities wanted some Damien/Will fluff and I am here to deliver! ))

The kiss was unexpected.

Damien had thrown a party in celebration of becoming Mayor of the city and William had turned up half way through the party with a giant flourish and a large bouquet of flowers. By that point Damien was a little tipsy, but he was extremely happy to see his old friend and hugged William for a long time before other people gained his attention.

William made a toast to Damien, and nearly came close to revealing some secrets that Damien really didn’t want people to know, so he had tackled his friend to the ground to much laughter. Damien ended up underneath William, panting hard and laughing himself as William pinned him down, hands around Damien’s wrists.

“Not a very nice way to silence those you dislike, Mayor.” William teased.

“Who says I dislike you, Colonel?” Damien breathed, smirking up at his friend.

Their faces were inches apart, and with no one else watching, William bent down and kissed Damien. It was short, sweet and Damien felt a stirring in his gut. He wanted more, wanted to pull William down and kiss him harder, but the Colonel refused to release his wrists.

“William.” Damien murmured, wriggling, “Let me go.”

“What are you two doing?!” Another guest laughed, and when attention slowly began to return to them, William slid off Damien, standing up and helping the Mayor to his feet.

“Just having a friendly chat.” Will laughed as he took two more drinks from a passing butler, passing one to Damien, who accepted it happily and knocked it back quickly. His face was extremely red from the kiss, but the majority of his guests believed it was from the alcohol and no one teased him about it.

By the time the party slowly dwindled down, William and Damien were eventually the only two guests left, lying together on a couch in Damien’s living room, William upside down on the couch with his legs hanging over the back and Damien’s head on his chest.

“Why did you kiss me?” Damien asked quietly.

“‘Cause I wanted to.” William chuckled, “You’ve got nice lips.”

“Would you do it again?” Damien asked, shifting and sitting up and pulling William up as well so they were face to face. “Please.”

William didn’t reply, merely jumped forward and brought their lips together. Damien curled his hand into William’s suspenders – and oh how he was glad that the Colonel always wore those under his coat – pulling Will even closer to him. Pushing the Mayor down onto the couch, William straddled him, still kissing and pulling Damien’s hands from his suspenders and pressing them down into the couch. With teeth at his neck, Damien’s back arched and he murmured William’s name, only for his friend to capture his lips again as his hands slid down Damien’s body, pulling his shirt out of his pants and slipping under it.

“Damien,” William whispered, “Do you want this?”

Nodding, Damien pulled William down again for another kiss before wrapping his legs around the Colonel’s waist and hooking him in place.

“So…what’s going on with you and the Colonel?”

Mark asked the question out of the blue and Damien jumped. So engrossed in his work he hadn’t heard Mark come in, let alone his receptionist’s announcement that Mark was there, and the mention of the Colonel had him blushing behind his hands, something that Mark evidently found amusing.

“Good day to you too Mark.” Damien said, “What brings you here?”

“I just told you,” Mark laughed, settling in a seat behind Damien’s desk and crossing one leg over the other. “What’s going on with you and William?”

“What makes you think anything is?” Damien inquired rather defensively, resisting the urge to fix his suit – a sure tell he was nervous.

“Well, whenever I bring him up in conversation, you always steer the conversation to another topic, and I know you haven’t seen each other recently.” Mark replied, “I have my sources, Damien, you can’t hide from me.”

Sighing, Damien rested his head in his hands. “We…may have taken our relationship a step further?”

“How much further? Touching, oral or sex?” Mark inquired as he leaned forward, intrigued and as crude as always.

“Mark please!” Damien exclaimed, “Keep your voice down. The walls in this place have ears and there are some things I don’t want people to know.”

“Sorry,” Mark grinned, “So…how far?”

“…Sex.”

“Are you serious?!” Mark cried and Damien shot him a scathing look. “Sorry,” He whispered, “But you’re serious?”

“Yes I’m serious.” Damien huffed, “Why would I lie about that specifically? Honestly Mark it’s not that big a deal I mean-.”

“But you have feelings for him.” Mark interupted, “Does he know?”

“Of course not!”

“Why not?!”

“Well he clearly does not want anything with strings attached? Otherwise he would have…been in touch I suppose?” Damien trailed off. He hoped that wasn’t the case, but the evidence for it was strong.

Mark rolled his eyes. “Please, he’s probably trying to protect your image.”

“What do you mean?”

“Damien, you’ve just been elected Mayor. Your rivals will be looking for anything they can use to bury you, and you getting into a relationship with the Colonel will definitely be that thing. William is probably thinking of your career and not your heart. Go and speak to him, you’ll see I’m right.” Mark explained, exasperated and like he was talking to a child.

“Because you always are.” Damien added sarcastically, but the knowing smile Mark gave him told him that Mark knew Damien was going to follow his advice.

William happily came for a visit to Damien’s house, bringing some of his favourite port which Damien stored for later. He didn’t want to be drunk for this confrontation. First, he would have to ask William about Celine. It was a sore subject William, but Damien needed to know.

“How is Celine?” He asked casually as he poured wine for the two of them. William paused before he took the glass and shrugged.

“She’s fine. You could talk to her yourself you know.” He murmured.

“I suppose. But you know what I mean William.” Damien muttered.

Silence fell between them before William sighed. “We’re not seeing each other Damien. We haven’t been for a while.”

“Oh.”

“Why are you asking?” William pressed.

“Well…I was thinking about the night of the party.” Damien said after a moment, keeping his back to William and gripping the wine glass tightly. He waited for William’s response, and jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder, slowly spinning him until he was face to face to William, who was smiling softly.

“Is that’s what’s been bothering you?” The Colonel laughed, “Oh Damien, you should have told me, I was waiting for you to make a move. You know, make sure you could take that step because of your position.”

“Oh.”

So, Mark had been right. He was going to be happy about that when Damien inevitably told him.

“So…can I ask where this is going?” He asked softly.

“Wherever you want it to.” William murmured, taking Damien’s wine glass and setting it aside to draw the Mayor closer.

With his breath hitching slightly, Damien smiled and leaned forward to kiss William. “As far as we can take it.” He replied, wrapping his arms around William’s waist. “Forever.”

“Bully.” Colonel grinned, pushing Damien against the nearest wall for a deep kiss.

i have been starving you of Mitch

so here is a sneak peek of the next The Recruit that I literally just finished writing. good things happen when the Yankees win. It’ll still be a little, I want to write like two or three more chapters before i begin posting TR again, but I thought i’d give you all something. 

Originally posted by scilesbutt

also can someone get me a gif of Mitch and Katrina kissing? no? that’s cool. the sneak peek is under the cut. try not to yell.

Keep reading

didyoujustwakeupman  asked:

ceo!tom taking you out for diner at a little restaurant that only locals know about. There’s a small dance floor where a few couples sway to soft music. You turn to tom with a smile on your face and immediately he knows you want to dance. He delicately takes your hand, kissing the back as he leads you over to the dance floor. You lay your head against his shoulder looking up at him with soft eyes as he holds you close by your waist. “I need you to be in the rest of my life” he whispers adoringly

i can’t even lie when i say this brought tears to my eyes this is the kind of HIGH QUALITY CONTENT THAT I APPRECIATE AND AM HERE FOR, HOLY FUCK THIS IS INSANELY BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN WOW (if you ever write a long version of this dON’T HESITATE TO LMK BECAUSE I WOULD BE READING OVER AND OVER)

CEO!Night

Cuddle Styles

I saw @aidens-archive make a post like this about the Dunkirk cast, showing how they all might like to snuggle up, and I was totally inspired! So here’s how I think our Painfully Thick™ gentlemen would cuddle…

Jason Momoa This guy. There’s no way he can cuddle without trying to get it in, ya know what I mean? He’s a rough-around-the-edges kind of guy, and that’s exactly how he cuddles - tossing you onto the bed and rolling around with you between the sheets.

Henry Cavill Superman is the ultimate big spoon. And what could be better than having those big, bulging arms wrapped around you? He’d nuzzle into your hair, whispering sweet thoughts into your ear as you fell asleep.

Tom Hardy This big beefy puppy. He’s got that tough guy exterior, but deep down, he’s an emotional, cuddly guy. He’d want you to hold him, soothe him, protect him. He’d be happy falling asleep in each other’s arms whenever possible.

Tom Holland He’s such a fun, light-hearted guy and cuddling with him would be just the same. He’d be playful and active, unable to stay in the same position for long. He’d play with your hair, tickle you, and give you kisses on your nose.

Chris Pine Chris is an old-school, romantic type. He’ll want to shower you in affection, kissing on you the entire time. He loves sweaters and blankets, so he’ll always have a big fluffy comforter to wrap you up in when the weather turns cold.

Sebastian Stan HO BOY what I wouldn’t do to snuggle this man. I think he’d be a quiet cuddler - wrapping himself around you, intertwining arms, legs, souls; holding you close for as long as you needed. Making sure that HE is the peaceful, calming place for you to be at the end of the day.

Chris Evans Whereas Hardy is the cuddly puppy, Evans is the mischievous, troublemaker puppy. He’ll want to be face-to-face, looking into your eyes at all times. His hands will always be fussing over you, whether they be playing with your hair or unhooking your bra. He’ll never cross the line, but always be pushing boundaries to see what he can get away with.

Tom Hiddleston Oh, Hiddles. He’s going to hold you in his arms like a treasure. What’s important to him is your comfort, your happiness. He’d never want to let you go, kissing you on the forehead every chance he got, telling you exactly how much you mean to him.

So what do y’all think!? Reply/reblog with your thoughts! I had so much fun making this; is it something you guys would want to see more of? 😏💖

Waking up- BTS

(for anon)


Originally posted by igot-infinite

-will most likely be touching you somehow.

-will smile and blush when he sees your eyes flutter open to look at him.

-”you’re so pretty in the morning.”

-cannot WAIT to being the day with you.

-”what do you want for breakfast? Anything in the world!”


Suga-

Originally posted by jiminwhyyougotnojams

-you probably gonna wake up before he does.

-but once he opens his eyes and sees you in bed playing on your phone, he’ll smile and be grateful that he got to wake up next to the love of his life.

-”baby, good morning.”

-will throw his arm around you to pull you close to him.

-you both won’t get up from bed just yet.

-you’ll just enjoy eachother’s company in the warmth of the bed sheets for awhile.


J-Hope-

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

-SO fucking cute when he wakes up.

-is dramatic and loud af when he yawns and stretches.

-”good morning my sunshine! i hope you slept well”

-will place little kisses to your face in hopes of making you smile.

-will be nothing but smiles since he got to wake up beside you.


Rap Mon-

Originally posted by ksjknj

-unbelievably adorable in the mornings.

-is a bit quiet but that’s cause he just wants to feel you and enjoy the morning peace together.

-will motion for you to come into his arms so he can hold you while he’s waking up.

-will place a loving kiss on top of your head as he hold you close to his chest while you listen to his heart beat.

-the atmosphere is so tranquil and calm, you’re both on the verge of falling back asleep in eachother’s arms.


Jimin-

Originally posted by tae-archive

-a needy little baby when he gets up.

-you can’t help but coo at how extra swollen and adorable his cheeks and lips look.

-you’ll roll over to him and press your lips to his forehead as a good morning.

-will smile thankfully and open his eyes to look at you.

-”you never look bad ever. you always look like an angel.”

-will cuddle up closer to you and bury his face deep into your neck while you have your arms around him to rub his back in soothing circles.


V-

Originally posted by aestaetically

-you’ll already be tangled up with him when you both wake up.

-more than likely feeling warm cause he’d been clinging onto you the whole night.

-will press his lips to the back of your neck and head if you’re still asleep when he wakes up.

-you’ll try to remove yourself from his arms to go to the bathroom but he will NOT let you go.

-”no not yet, just stay with me for awhile more please?”


Jungkook-

Originally posted by hoseoks-angel

-will smile when he wakes up and sees you peacefully asleep beside him.

-wants you to wake up already cause he misses you.

-will very softly and lovingly kiss your jawline and cheeks to wake you up.

-once you open your eyes, he’ll rub his nose against yours giving you little eskimo kisses.

-can’t help but fall in love with you all over again once your eyes meet for the first time that day.

-”i can’t wait to make you my wife.”

BTS reactions | waking up next to you for the first time

Seokjin | ᴊɪɴ

Jin awoke when the sun hit his face through the blinds he’d forgotten to close the night prior. The two of you had stayed up late practicing new choreography and he’d insisted you stay the night rather than him walking you home. It was about time you stay the night anyway, he’d said with a tired smile. You were asleep next to him on your side wearing an oversized shirt of his which had ridden up to expose your black boyshorts and tummy. He sighed happily and placed a kiss on your forehead before getting out of bed to make breakfast for the two of you.

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Yoongi | sᴜɢᴀ

He wakes up in the early afternoon after the two of you had stayed up long enough to have watched the sunrise if you hadn’t been otherwise occupied. This wasn’t the first time that you’d stayed up keeping him company as he worked, but it is the first time that he’s stayed over afterward.

You were still soundly asleep when he returned from the bathroom. As he got back into your bed, he took a moment to watch you. Your hair messily sticking up all sorts of ways, your mouth open slightly with deep sleepy breaths softly falling from your lips. Yoongi loved seeing you like this. He stroked your cheek tenderly and moved his hand down to your chin. You unconsciously leaned into his touch as a breathy “Yoongi” escaped your lips. Your boyfriend finally settled into bed completely. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to him chest to chest. Instinctively you nuzzled your face into his chest. For Yoongi this moment was so soft and tender. He kissed the top of your head as a content sigh left your lips.

Originally posted by butterflyguk

Hoseok | ᴊ-ʜᴏᴘᴇ

When Hoseok awoke with you snuggled into his side, he couldn’t help the wide toothy smile that stretched across his face. He wrapped his arms around your sleeping figure and squeezed you tightly, waking you up with a start. “Ahh, jagi I love you so much!” he’d squeak and he peppered your groggy face with kisses. After that, the two of your spent hours in bed cuddled up together chatting happily about your mutual enjoyment of each other. Neither of you doubted that the other wanted to do this again, and soon.

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Namjoon | ʀᴍ

The two of you were cuddled up in bed, him on his back and you laying on your front with your head nuzzled into his neck and your arm wrapped around his middle. Namjoon woke with a heavy breath and a snort and looked around the bedroom through sleepy eyes. He tilted his face to kiss your forehead, then gently stroked what he could reach of your head with the arm you lay on. He’s happy, being able to wake up with you like this. He thinks he could do this every day forever as he falls back asleep. You awaken a bit later to his snoring.

Originally posted by simondismydaddy

Jimin

You woke from the coziest sleep you’ve ever had in your life. As you went to rub your eyes, you found your arm trapped. Your soft Jimin was curled up next to you hugging your arm tightly. His face scrunched up in his sleep and you couldn’t help but smile at how cute he was. Soon enough your boyfriend woke with a soft greeting and looked lovingly up into your eyes. “’Morning, Jiminie,” you whispered. He kissed your chin and buried his face into your neck. You heard a muffled “You’re so comfy, jagi!” before you felt him peppering your neck with soft kisses.

Originally posted by kbangtanicons

Taehyung | ᴠ

Taehyung woke up first to you shuffling in your position on his chest. He wrapped his arms around you to pull you on top of him completely with your legs between his, and settled his arms around the small of your waist. You awoke just as he began to fall back asleep. Your first instinct was to get off of your boyfriend in fear that you were crushing him, but you immediately felt his hand holding you in place by your hip. “Don’t go, jagi,” he breathed out in the deepest morning voice you’d ever heard. “I want to stay just like this.” You nodded your head in response and he pulled you up to plant a soft kiss on your lips.

Originally posted by snowsensation

Jungkook

You boyfriend wasn’t sure what exactly woke him at 6AM, maybe it was his morning wood, or maybe it was how warm it was under the blankets, but whatever is was, he wasn’t able to fall back to sleep. No, especially not since you were so close to him, the small spoon to his big. His arm that had draped around your middle in the night was even being held by you, so he was effectively trapped. As he tried to move himself away from you, you woke with a soft groan. “What time is it, babe?” you asked him without opening your eyes. He relayed the time to you softly, still trying to pull away just a bit. Instead of letting him go, you cuddled closer. You knew exactly what you felt as soon as your butt hit his crotch and you giggled. “You’re so happy to see me so early in the morning!” You joked light-heartedly. Your playful reaction put him at ease and he squeezed you in his arms. “Shut up and go back to sleep.” He replied with a chuckle.

Originally posted by jkguks


Authors Note: I apologize if these don’t quite match the same writing style. I write up a lot of these in my spare time, but sometimes think of them a bit differently if that makes any sense. Ah, also, oops! One of these is a way longer than the others. 😅 Wonder who my bias is…

By the way, I want to thank everyone who liked and reblogged my first post, and everyone who followed me as well. I really hope I can post content that people will like, so feel free to send me feedback and/or requests.


Masterlist | Request

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)”

More than just sex

I want to tie a boy up and fuck his brains out. I want to ride him til the only word he knows is my name. I want to edge him til he’s desperate, and tease him because I enjoy the way he writhes. I want to mark him, leave bruises and hickies scattered across his skin. But I also want more than that. I want to take care of him. To hold him close and tell him he’s Mine. To kiss away his sorrows, and banish his fears. I want to be there to take care of him after a difficult day. I want him to know, without a doubt, that he is loved. That he is my sweet boy, and I will take care of him, both inside the bedroom and out.

You’re Drunk

SMUT SMUT SMUT enough said.

~ You and Harry are college buddies who live together and one time he comes home drunk, and very horny ~

Warning: smut, just that.

You were awaken by the crashing sound coming from the front door. You just knew right away that it was your flat mate since it wasn’t the first time he came home after midnight. He was definitely drunk because no sober person would curse a chair after knocking it over.

You sat up in bed and pulled up the cover to hide your revealing lace nightgown as Harry stumbled into your bedroom because you always went to bed leaving the door open. He would always go straight to his bed whenever he came home late, which was all the time, but this time you didn’t know why he went to your room instead. You just thought he was probably so drunk that he forgot where his room was. 

“Had fun I see,” you said to him. His eyes were weary and his skin flushed. You could smell the entire party on him.

“Yeh should’ve come.”

“I hate most people there.”

His large feet got in his way and he almost lost his balance, holding to the door knob to keep himself standing before he leaned against the doorframe for support.

“Did I wake yeh?” he asked with a crooked smile, closing his eyes because the room was starting to spin.

“No, I just happened to stay up until 2 AM waiting for your drunk ass to burst into my room,” you said and he seemed amused by you being sarcastic.

“I think…I think I drank too much—fuck,” he shook his head, which fell on his shoulder, heavy from the liquor.

“You think?”

“Stop mockin’ me,” his words tangled together on his tongue as he stumbled forward then crashed down right in front of you on your bed. You needed sleep because you had classes the next morning so there was no way you would let him fall asleep there. You grabbed his shoulders to pull him up but he let his full weight fall on you, knocking you flat down on your back with him lying on top. You told him to get off but he was too drunk to move, instead he was nuzzling into your neck. 

You had admitted to yourself a long time ago that you had a crush on Harry. Why wouldn’t you? He was a handsome young man with a good heart. But you never let him know about your little crush because you thought he wasn’t attracted to you. As Harry was snuggling into your arms, you could have just pushed him off and kicked him out of your room but you couldn’t do it because you enjoyed the feeling.

“I missed yeh, pet,” he almost sounded like a child and it was too adorable. Drunk Harry could be cute and yet so sexy. 

“Um…How was the party?” you asked, changing the subject as you felt your body temperature increase and your face turning red.

“S'fine. Kayla was all over me though.”

“Was she?” Kayla was just one of Harry’s friends who was obsessed with him.

“But I said “no, no, I have to go back to Y/N”. Yeah. And-and I asked Jack to drive me home ‘cause I missed yeh.”

You were taken aback and nervous at the same time, wondering to yourself if he knew what he was talking about or he was just speaking nonsense out of drunkenness.

“You’re so warm,” his hips swiveled against yours and you could feel his content smile against your neck. You held your breath and pushed his hips back.

“Let’s get you back to your room.”

Harry let you sit him up, sleep was in his eyes and he looked like a drunk little boy, which amused you. He smiled at you and thanked you for what reason you weren’t sure. You giggled and attempted to get yourself off the bed but he was quick to wrap his arms around your waist and shifted you into his lap, burying his head in your neck and pressing his lips to your jawline. Your whole body immediately reacted to him even though you were shocked by his action. You knew you shouldn’t have but you wanted more.

“Harry, what-” you tried to stop him but his wide palms slid up your back, holding you in place as his lazy kisses fell down your collarbone to just above your breasts. You felt his warm touch burning your skin over the thin fabric of your gown and didn’t try to protest when he cupped one of your breasts with his large hand. Your eyes went shut and you didn’t even know how he managed to get your dress off you, leaving you in just your panties half naked in front of his lustful eyes. His tongue found your nipple, flicking it and circling it slowly. You held onto the back of his head and let a light moan peel up your throat, automatically moving your hips, rubbing yourself against the cool metal of his belt buckle.

“Harry…we shouldn’t…” You didn’t know why you even tried to stop him when your whole body was participating in the action, but you still felt like you should have said something because he was drunk and you were sober. 

“I want to fuck yeh,” he asked with your nipple still between his lips and the sight of it along with those words were enough to make you lose your mind.

“You need to sleep.”

“M’not tired.”

“But you’re drunk.”

“I still know wha' I want,” His voice was rough against your ear and you rolled your eyes closed as he pressed a kiss to the spot below your jaw then across your cheek then you just completely gave in and let him kiss you. His tongue pushed against yours, letting you taste the liquor. You immediately moaned against his hot mouth because you could feel how hungry he was for you. Harry raised his arms up into the air and let you peel his shirt off and it didn’t take more than a few seconds for your panties to get ripped off.

You laid back down again with Harry between your opened legs, pushing his cock against your heat through his black trousers. You two kissed like a horny couple in love. He kept grinding his hips into yours and it was sending electricity through your core, making you a moaning mess beneath him. Harry pushed his hand between your bodies and drove two fingers into you suddenly. You gripped his arm as he pumped his long fingers hard and fast while sucking on your bottom lip. Harry pushed his fingers deeper, curling them against your walls, at the same time working on your clit as well. You sucked in a breath and clenched around his digits.

“Fuck, Harry—” His hand felt so good it was making you see stars. You rolled your hips quickly, his fingers still tucked inside you as you held his wrist. Riding his fingers like they were his cock as he watched with lustful eyes, his lip tucked between his teeth. You pulled his hand free and looked at him, his face was pure sex and desire and arousal so you just had to crash your mouth against his again. You unbuckled his belt and pulled open his button fly with a tug, sliding your hand between his boxers and jeans to rub him, get him fully hard and ready for you. You had turned into a completely different person and he really enjoyed how you were taking the initiative. 

“Fuck, baby. Let me fuck yeh.” Your entire body was on fire, strongly reacting to the sound of those words on his lips. You gripped his ass as he wasted no time driving into you. You tossed your head back on the bed and the two of you both groaned. He sucked the skin of your throat before planting his hand on the bed and gripping my hip with his other. He was going hard and fast, destroying your entire body with his thrusts. You soon forgot that he was drunk and just paid attention to how good he was making you feel.

You lifted your leg up his hip and he moved his arm to hook it under you knee and throw your leg over his shoulder. His face was red from pleasure and he slightly opened his mouth, his breath caught in his throat and you were so turned on watching him fuck you. You pushed his hair off his face and held his cheeks in your hands.

“Fuck, yeh feel good,” he managed to speak as you told him to fuck you harder if it was possible. You were digging your nails into his flesh, listening to the sound of your skin slapping and dirty moans filling the room. Both of you were loud and out of control as his cock slammed into you deep and hard. 

“Fuuuuck, Harry. Oh God. Oh shit.“ 

"Shit. Yeh gonna cum fo’ me, baby? C'mon.” His words breathed against your mouth and you felt like you were about to explode. You could hardly handle the tone of his voice when he was fucking you even deeper and it didn’t take you much longer to release. Your body started contracting and tensing. You screamed out his name, letting it pour passed your lips over and over again until you felt the warmth of him spilled deep inside you. Thankfully you were on the pills. You clung to his back as he panted against your neck, your core still wrapped around him, pulsing and contracting. He groaned and rolled to his back, pulling you on top of him while you petted his face. 

“Are yeh okay?” he asked and you nodded your head yes. 

“Yeah, are you?” 

“Yep.” Harry kept his eyes close, still trying to breath steady again. The fucking session might have sobered him up, you thought.

“I’ve wanted to fuck you fo’ so long,” he said after a moment, making you giggle and hide your face in his chest.

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah, it’s so hard when we’re livin’ together.”

You bit your bottom lip and felt heat rushing up to your cheeks.

“I have a crush on you,” you confessed. You had thought of a few scenarios in which you finally told him how you felt but this was definitely not one of them. Harry seemed quite indifferent toward what you had just said to him though which made you think he might not feel the same.

“I knew tha’. I mean…yeh made it quite obvious, the way you’ve always looked at me.”

Your eyes widened as you gasped and smacked his chest slightly. “And you didn’t say anything?” 

“I thought it was cute tha’ yeh tried to hide it. But if it makes yeh feel better…” He locked eyes with you and a playful dimpled smile appeared on his pretty face. “…I have a crush on yeh too.”


Requests are welcomed. Masterlist link is in my bio.

BTS Reaction to you cuddling up to them in your sleep-

(for anon)


Jin-

Originally posted by seokjinies

As Jin had already woken up for the day and was on his phone still in comfortable in bed, he felt you unconsciously swing your arm around his waist and pull yourself closer to his body. He turned over slowly to look at the precious sight in front of him and blushed while brushing hair out of your face. “So, so precious.” He whispered. 


Suga-

Originally posted by meanyoongis

As Yoongi was finding it particularly difficult to fall asleep that night, he tossed and turned in annoyance. And while in your deep slumber, you snuggled closer to his side, wanting skin to skin contact and warmth. He felt your body pushed up against him before he threw his arm around you and held you tighter to him. Falling into an amazing sleep.


J-Hope-

Originally posted by ttaegiis

Hoseok and you were in the middle of watching a movie together when you fell asleep with your head on his shoulder. You were getting slightly cold in your slumber and wrapped both of your arms around Hosoek’s torso, cuddling yourself close to him. He looked down in surprise when he felt you holding him tighter and smiled widely, resting his head on top of yours. “Sleep tight, baby.” 


Rap Mon-

Originally posted by jkookisdaddy

Namjoon was finally able to crawl in bed after a long day and sighed with total relief when his back hit the mattress. He then felt your body cuddle closer to his, as you subconsciously wanted him to hold you. He smiled that sweet dimpled smile and placed a soft kiss on your head before wrapping an arm around your waist to hold you to him “Night lovely.”


Jimin-

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Jimin let out a sigh of love and contentness when you cuddled close to him during your sleep. He pulled the sheets up higher, above your shoulders and continued to stare at you with love. “How’d I get you?”


V-

Originally posted by mvssmedia

As Taehyung finished up writing letters to his fans in bed, he felt you move closer to him in an attempt to cuddle. “Baby I didn’t know you were still awa-” He looked down to find you peacefully asleep. He couldn’t help but blush before setting his pen and paper down, turning off the lamp, and holding you tightly to him as he fell asleep.


Jungkook-

Originally posted by boyfriendjungkookie

Jungkook was right in the middle of falling asleep when he felt you pull yourself closer to his body. He looked down at your sleeping face and craned his neck a little before giving you a kiss on your nose. “Sleep good, sweet baby.”

Stress and A Bath - Harry Styles Imagine

Originally posted by ohstylesno


Words: 1,955

Pairing: Harry Styles & (Y/N) (Y/L/N)

Warnings: Some smut at the end, but nothing too extreme.

Requested: Yes

Requests are OPEN


She heard it, before she saw it. She was cooking in the kitchen, Harry coming in through the door. Instead of the typical start of of conversation, about something that happened in the studio, or a quick, ‘hello, darling.’, there was nothing. She heard him drop his things, like usual, but it was not just a steady drop, it was a thump, and a kick adding towards it. She heard it, before she saw it.

Several seconds, she saw his image come in, bags under his eyes, he was constantly brushing his hair back with his fingers, and squinting his eyes. She took note right away, her husband was stressed. (Y/N) turned the gas stove off, putting a lid upon the stew she made for that rainy day, wiping her hands on her pants, and instantly moving towards her husband.

She leaned against the counter next to him, while he placed his hands on it, leaning towards the black counter, just taking a breather. His wife thought of something to say, not to cause anger, or the cold-shoulder.

“What happened?” She instantly said, starting to rub his back, gently, he moved his shoulder, lightly, in order to brush her off, she moved her hand away, then.

“Nothing.” He grumbled towards her, starting to walk to the staircase. She rolled her eyes at his behaviour, taking off her apron, and placing it on that counter, following him.

“Harry, talk to me.” She said, sternly, eyeing his back, while he started to climb the birch stairs.

“I told you it’s nothing, (Y/N)” That came out harsh, she took a breather, and kept following him, faster now. She turned to the left, knowing he was heading to the bedroom.

Only inches away from him, he brushed the door close, on her face. That was it, she was now angry as well. Opening it to him, taking his clothes off, slowly.

“Harry, I don’t know what happened, but please talk to me.” She said, walking up to him, his back facing her.

She gently placed her hands on his shoulders, watching his skin twitch, him releasing a breath that he never knew he held. (Y/N) moved her hands down his bare back, gently rubbing, and massaging it. Placing her thumb into the skin, kneading it. Arms slid across his stomach over time, placing her body against his back, breathing him in.

“Just a bit stressed, love.” He simply said, she kissed his back a few times, he loosened his shoulders that he held tense.

“How about a bath, I run one for you, with some of those candles we got from our wedding, a few months back. I can come in, if you want or, just let you be.” She said, turning him, pushing his long hair back. His frown turned into a smile, not a full one, but a one that it takes awhile to find. It was hidden.

He looked down at his feet, her hands were still around his waist, he took his hands and placed them on her cheek, slightly moving one thumb.

“That’ll be nice.” He said, she smiled, walking past her half naked husband.

The missus leant down by the sink, opening the cabinets of their bathroom, and taking the candles out. The lavender ones were her favourite, taking it and placing it on the windowsill, the bath in front of it. She placed them there, opening the blinds to view the London street, the streetlamps were on, the rain coming down the window, and the night sky was a faded, but humble blue, from their townhouse window.

She lit them with the lighter, she had stored, and turned the bath on, keeping it to a warm level. The water began to come out, she tested it with her finger, and nodded, plugging the bath. She walked back to the room seeing Harry sitting on their bed, only in his boxers, and just stared at the window to his right, watching the water hit the window.

“Come on now, darling.” She said, walking up to him, taking his hand and leading him to the bathroom.

They stood facing each other, she pulled off her top, leaving her in her bra. The noise of the tap behind them as it poured out the water into the white basin. He looked at her, trying his best to keep eye contact with the eyes that he fell in love with. He watched as she pulled her leggings down, leaving both of them in their undergarments. (Y/N) picked up his hands and placed them behind her, letting him unhook her bra, he did it, watching her breasts come out of the cups. He smiled to himself, the stress slowly, but surely, beginning to go. She knew what she did to him. Her fingertips came in contact with his waistband of his boxers, she placed them down, behind them, her wedding ring grazing his soft skin on his hip. Eventually she pulled them down, and she did the same with hers.

She placed her glasses on the counter, taking her hair up into a bun, and getting into the tub, that was now full. Her back came in contact with the tub, as she put her hand up for her husband to grab on, he sat back to her. She placed her husband’s hair into a bun, loving that he grew it out, and gently massaging his back, kissing his shoulder blades. Harry began leaning back, placing his head on her shoulder, the water coming to his midline. He could feel her breasts against his back, the soft tissue, as she moved her hands to his stomach, gently playing with his tattoos, tracing them with her fingertips, letting him just relax.

“Tell me, tell me what happened.” She simply stated, rubbing his stomach lightly, giving him a small tickle.

“Just the boys, you know them. They love to fool around, talk. It just adds up, and I tell them that I have a wife now, that I can’t stay at the studio till the A.M., I’m expected home by six. But, they just ignore me, and talk about girls and all. I just want to get the work done, we are behind for the next album, because we use the studio time to do this.” He said, releasing his thoughts to her, she simply nodded, kissing his forehead, as he closed his eyes, letting her touch him.

“That’s not fair on you, hun.” She said, taking her arms and placing them, draping them, over his shoulders. He nodded, humming.

“I just want to get the album done, so I can spend more time with you. You’re not just my girlfriend anymore, you’re my wife, you expect more, and I want to give you that.” He said, still laying like that. She just nodded, listening to him speak.

They stayed like that for awhile, her listening to him ramble on about whatever was on his mind, she just listened. The silence arose an hour in, she kissed his temple, him slowly getting up, turning his body to face her.

“Hi.” He said, smiling, she could not help but smile, “Hi.” She said back, looking at his eyes.

He came closer towards her, bringing her in for a kiss, letting him move his mouth around hers, feeling the love coming from her, as he did to her. He pulled away, “I’m going to get out, come with me.” He told her, starting to stand up from the bath, helping her out, drying themselves.

He began doing his nightly routine, as well as her, both naked. She went down to the sink, placing back the candles, and took out the oils she had from their honeymoon, standing up. She walked back into the master seeing Harry standing there, looking at the mirror.

“Babe, come here.” She said, beginning to walk to him. He instantly turned around, seeing she had the oils, a smile came upon his features.

“I love those oils, they bring some memories back.” He said, giving her a smirk, as she pointed to the bed. He sat, naked, while her naked figure sat behind them, her back almost hitting the headboard of the bed. She took the jojoba oil and placed it on his back, gently placing her weight on her knees as she leant into him, placing a kiss behind his ear. He groaned a bit. (Y/N) massaged her strength in his back, taking away some of the knots that lied there. Kissing him every so often, it was when she turned to the bedside table to grab the shea butter, where she was pulled away from it, her back hitting the mattress.

He towered over her, kissing her neck gently, at first, and then began sucking her neck, moving to her jawline. She moaned his name, her hands coming behind him, hitting his lower back, as he placed a hand on her breast, and the other went to her hip, balancing himself out. He eventually placed his lips on hers, making himself the dominate one. She allowed, after all, she caused it, and he had a hard day.

He took over her mouth, fighting for dominance when she opened her mouth, but like always he won, exploring her mouth as his erection grew.

“No teasing, I just want love.” She said to him, as he reached over her to his side of the bed, towards his side table to grab a condom from inside the drawer, ripping it with his mouth as he straddle her, she just watched, trying not to stare at his boner. He slid it on, and went back kissing her.

“Ready, love.” He said, taking his lips off of hers once again, looking in her eyes. She nodded, relaxing her body, allowing him to take over. She felt him slid in, after the six years they have been together, and the few months of marriage, she is still not use to him. Taking a breather from his size, and nodding when to go.

They moved in sync, it was not a fuck, this was pure love making, the pace was slow, but fast, trying to feel everything of the other. She placed her hands on his bare butt, squeezing it once in awhile. He placed his hands above her, their eyes were both close, but sometimes open, kisses were shared, but they just felt it all. But of them groaning and moaning, saying each other’s name, every so often.

He picked up the speed, her noticing the same feeling in her stomach, as she tightened her grip.

“I’m about to come, H.” She said, almost whispering, but it was pure of sweetness, he nodded, her picking up upon the sweat on his forehead.

“Me too.” He grunted, putting his hands on her hips, as she placed one on his hip, and they other on his cheek, gently moaning his name.

Both of them came to their highs, him falling on top of her, placing his head on her breasts, as she rubbed the back of his neck, he was still inside her, but she just loved the feeling of him being so close.

“Thank you.” He mumbled, kissing the side of her breast. She nodded, kissing his head multiple times.

He pulled out taking the condom off of his dick, and throwing it in the trashcan next to the bed, pulling himself into her.

“I love you, I love you so fucking much. I hope you know that.” He told her, bringing himself closer to her.

“I love you too, gorgeous.” She simply said, turning the lamp off next to her, and falling asleep, holding Harry.


Thank you for requesting @anonymous!

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Lots of love,

-Ava. Xx

message from anon: 179 sounds super fun (with tom obviously because peter is 15 lol)

IVE BEEN WAITING TO USE 179 OHFFBJR

#179- “first one to make a noise loses.”

i haven’t been adding a gif, but this one needs one.

Originally posted by tomhollandisdaddy

i’mscreamingatthewayhelooksatthecamera.


he let out a groan as he tried sliding they keycard into the hotel door. you weren’t helping either. he had you wrapped around his torso, your arms around his neck. he just wanted the damn thing to open. 

it finally opened and he quickly walked into the room, closing the door with his foot as he started kissing your neck again. you guys were in Atlanta to film for homecoming. everyone else was in Jacob’s room, talking. the two of you left, the rest of them joking about how you guys were gonna go hook up, and yet, it happened.

he walked you to the bed before placing you down. he tugged off his shirt, revealing his toned body before tossing it to the side carelessly. your body grew in anticipation as he climbed on top of you before kissing you. his hands traveled down your body as they finally landed on the hem of the shirt, tugging at it.

you leaned up into his body as he tugged the shirt over your head, leaving you in your bra. he tossed it behind his head before kissing at your skin. you held the back of his head, playing with his hair as he left hickies.

“let’s play a game.” you breathed and he looked at you confused.

first one to make a noise loses.” you said and he smirked down at you.

“you’re on.” he said before attaching his lips to yours. you kissed him back as he found the button on your jeans before sliding them down your legs. you kicked them off as he climbed in-between your legs, admiring your body.

it was going to be hard to stay quiet, but you knew you could make him crack. you just had to wait for the perfect timing. 

he leaned down and kissed your lips again, this time he drug your bottom lip out as he pulled away before going to your collarbone. his hands found the waistband of your panties before he put his hands between your skin. you were on fire, you just wanted to touch him. 

you pushed him down on the bed before climbing onto him, straddling his waist. you tugged at his belt before tossing it to the side. you pushed down his jeans, tossing them aside.

you grinded your hips into his as he bit down on his bottom lip to keep him from making a noise. you decided on moving your hands around his body, making him want to lose more and more as every second passed. 

you knew you were going to win, you had this. you leaned forward and tugged on his hair, making him let out a groan. 

you smiled at yourself for making him crack.

“dammit.” he mumbled before flipping you so he was on top.

“you lost, buddy.” you said,”so i don’t know what you think you’re doing.”

“my turn to make you lose.” he said before kissing your neck, working his way down your skin. 


this sucks i know i’m so sorry

different ways to be intimate

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Just small descriptions of non-sexual acts of intimacy with Tom.

*Notes: This is for Cassie ( @purelyparker ). She’s having a really rough time right now, just wanted to make it a little less rough :) xoxo


taglist

masterlist


Tom and you had been dating for a little over seven months – agreeing to take things slow between you two, especially when both of your schedules were busy, you two had very rare physically intimate moments. It had started with shameless flirting, not expecting it to go any further than that. Then, out of nowhere, you two were going on dates. They weren’t official, he’d ask if you wanted to get ice cream with him, some days coffee. You’d ask him if he’d like to come over and watch a movie or go to the park with you. It was very subtle, so subtle that neither of you realized what was happening. Soon enough, verbal ‘goodnights’ became kisses on the cheeks, slowly turning into kisses on the mouth.

Keep reading

The furnace is broken. When Nursey goes downstairs to do laundry, Dex has his toolbox out. There’s a smear of grime down the side of his face and smudges on his light gray t-shirt.

“What, no music?” Nursey asks, piling his clothes in the washer.

Dex shakes his head.

“How’s it going?”

Dex shrugs.

Nursey pours in detergent, turns the water temperature to cold, and starts the cycle. “Are you okay?”

Dex looks away. “I don’t actually know how to fix furnaces. I’m just guessing here.”

“Is there someone you can call?” Nursey asks.

Keep reading

Stay - Drabble

A/N: No spoilers for V route in this one, unless you don’t know what name Saeran goes by in the route I guess.



It hurts. 

His head hurts like someone is repeatedly smashing it with a brick. His body feels like it’s on fire, like he’s burning in a sea of flames so hot that his tears have all dried up. He can’t seem to feel his legs as they stumble and buckle. He barely manages to reach his arm out to grip the foot of the mattress of the bed to steady himself, but his grip slips as another wave of pain pulses through his temples, sending him crumpling to the floor in an ungraceful heap.

His vision blurs, the room tilting and spinning in ways that defied the laws of Physics. He tries in vain to get up on his own, gritting his teeth in an effort to keep the groans from escaping him. No one likes it when he whimpers or whines. His mother hated it the most, despised it whenever he was as weak and useless as he was now. 

But it hurts. It hurts too much. And before long he feels moisture gathering behind his tightly shut eyes. He wants to cry. He wants the pain to go away. He wants to eat ice cream. He wants to be un-sick. He wants to be useful, not worthless. Because worthless means abandonment and betrayal. Losing your value means losing the love and warmth of the ones you hold dear.

And that means… losing her too. 

He wills the tears to go away, biting on his gum hard and clenching his fists. He cannot cry. Crying is for the weak. He’s supposed to be stronger than this. He’s supposed to have grown out of being the crybaby who could only rely on his brother for every little thing.

Just then, he hears the door thrown open, and on instinct, he flinches, holding his breath.

It’s his mother. She’s heard him crying and woken up. He can hear her shrill screaming ringing in his ears. Calling him a worthless, dirty brat. Saying he would be better off left in the dumpster since he’s as good as rubbish. Yelling at him to shut up or she’ll tie him up and lock him in the storage room again. Stuff him in there for a good few hours in the dark with no food or water. Then forget about him and leave him there to die as he should have a long time ago.

He senses her approaching, her quick, loud footsteps like gongs of a funeral bell in his ears. 

Please no, I’ll be good, I promise. I’ll stop crying. I’ll stop being sick, please don’t tie me up, please don’t lock me in there, please! 

He’s too weak to hide or shrink away, all he can manage is a sluggish backward crawl like a cockroach struggling to move while on its back. 

She bends down. 

He braces himself for a tight, hard slap across the cheek. And then another, and another, and another and another until it’s just a rain of slaps against his face, his pounding head, his arms and legs. 

Please, please don’t hurt me Mother, I’m in the wrong, I’m sorry! I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry–

His thoughts are interrupted when he feels a hand slowly cup his cheek. He flinches away, but the hand returns to his face. A gentle, tender, soft hand. He slowly opens his eyes which are wet with tears, and he sees her. Not his mother’s bloodshot, livid eyes, but soft eyes full of concern. He sees her lips moving, but he can’t hear what she’s saying. 

All he can register are the tears rapidly falling down his cheeks, the patient and kind manner in which she brushes them away one by one, her thumb kissing his cheek with each stroke, and her scent. Not alcohol, but… the fragrance of fresh flowers blooming on a clear summer’s day. 

He feels her arm around his shoulders, in an attempt to pull him up. He tries to get up with her help, and after a bit of a struggle she manages to plop him down on the bed and settle him into a lying position that’s comfortable enough.

“…fever, hold on, let me get you a wet cloth and some water,” she mumbles in a rush. 

She abruptly stands up, and his body feels cold as if she’s already left him. 

In a brief moment of clarity, his arm reaches out, grabbing her wrist to stop her from leaving him. 

“Don’t go,” he croaks, another tear slipping down his face. “Don’t leave me here.” 

She pauses, and for a second he thinks she’s going to wrench her hand from his weak grasp, determined to get away from him like everyone else always does. Because there is no use for trash other than to be discarded and burned to ashes and disappear with the wind. 

But then all she does is to quietly take his hand in hers, before sitting down next to him on the bed. 

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m right here. With you.” 

“Don’t go,” he repeats. Everyone says that. Everyone says they won’t leave. And then they do anyway, when they get tired of dealing with him when he’s weak like this.

“I won’t. I’m staying right here with you, Ray.” 

“…Promise?”

She hums, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his forehead. “Pinky promise. Now get some rest.”

He doesn’t close his eyes though. He keeps them trained on her. What if she leaves while he’s asleep? What if he wakes up, only to find that she’s gone, just like how Saeyoung had left him?

“Hold my hand… Don’t let go,” he murmurs, feeling his eyelids grow heavier and heavier as the seconds tick pass. No, he doesn’t want to sleep. He doesn’t want this to end. He doesn’t want this to exist as a mere memory when he wakes up.

She complies with a smile, taking his hand and intertwining it with hers, before raising his hand to her lips. 

“I won’t. It’s okay, just rest easy for now, Ray. I’ll be here when you wake up, I promise.”

“Don’t go…” he whispers once more. It’s not long before his exhaustion gets the better of him, and the darkness consumes him altogether. He barely registers the comforting squeeze that she offers right before he drifts off into sleep, sleep that eluded him for the past few nights, thinking that he would wake up to find her room empty and her person gone.

This time though, he drifts off to sleep with her scent permeating his senses, her warmth enveloping him and her soft humming of a lullaby in his ears.

And for the first time in forever he thinks, maybe there’s still some hope left that he can cling on to. For now, at least. 




A/N: I couldn’t speak or do anything for the past hour after finishing the VN for day 10 right before the branch, and the only thing I could do was write it out, so this was just a spur of the moment thing, hopefully it wasn’t rushed.

I think I need to just… try to focus on something else. Still can’t really function properly. 

so me @magnusbaene and @daddariossmile started getting emotional over malec and kissing so i started talking about alec learning about different types of kisses other than just lips on lips so enjoy my word vomit xoxo

  • one day magnus comes to visit alec at the institute one day magnus kisses alec’s cheek and alec is like 😍
  • the first time alec kisses magnus’ hands (bc lbr he’s been thinking abt it a lot bc of magnus w his pretty nails and rings) alec kisses his knuckles after they have a night in drinking and magnus thinks its so endearing and sweet
  • there’s a particularly brutual fight and they’re all fighting together and alec loses sight of magnus in the middle of it and after when everyone is okay alec runs to magnus and peppers his entire face w kisses bc he was worried but magnus is safe and in his arms
  • magnus spent all day hard at work at his desk and every muscle in his body is aching and alec has been reading in their bed for an hour when he notices how late it is and he remembers that magnus had been in the same position since alec left the loft that morning and he goes to magnus and starts rubbing his shoulders and kissing his neck and shoulders softly and soothing magnus’ muscles, telling him to “come to bed, this work will be here in the morning, you need to sleep, baby”
  • alec gets a fever and suffers through a full 24 hours being sick off his ass and magnus takes gr8 care of him and alec is constantly like “magnus you dont need to i’m fine honestly” but magnus is like “alec hush i stg i do this cause i want to” and after a nap alec is still half asleep when magnus walks in and magnus leans in to press his lips to alec’s forehead to see if he has a fever still, and leaves two kisses there cause he can, and alec just smiles and holds magnus’ hands and drifts off to sleep again
  • years later, they’re both in bed about to go to sleep, and magnus brings alec’s hand up and kisses his ring finger on his left hand, smiling against the feel of the cool band on his lips. alec can’t help but smile and give magnus a proper kiss, whispering “i love you” and holding magnus close when they both drift to sleep