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Title: Sleeping Habits Pt. 1

Genre: Smutty Smut Smut

Characters: Reader (Y/n) / Kim Joonmyeon

Notes: Not a request, just bored. Look forward to a baek smut too:) I decided to start putting warnings on my works, for those who get triggered so they don’t read my shit. Even tho i hate warnings cause its like spoilers:(

IMPORTANT NOTE: I put the name ‘Mo’ in this piece because i plan to continue this as a series of some sort.

Warnings: Slight Dirty Talk - Hickies - Foul Language


I rubbed my eyes, flipping off the thin blanket of my dorm bed. No one told me that university life would fuck up my sleeping schedule majorly.

I glanced at my kitty clock, reading the cute pink numbers. ‘2:47 AM’. Hey, that’s a record. I haven’t slept that long in months.

I’m deep in my second semester of university, studying to become a veterinarian. I shared a dorm with some highschool friends, and most of them were guys. But I didnt mind. Honestly, I got along better with guys.

Slipping on my slippers that stayed by my bed, I drug my feet lazily to the bathroom. I didn’t make it but to the doorway when I was pushed into the bathroom and the door was shut.

Immediately, lips were pressed to mine and I was set on the sink counter. I pushed the body off, only to meet the hungry eyes of Joonmyeon.

“Jesus Myeon, you scared the fuck out of me!” I yell whispered, hitting his chest. Joonmyeon smirked. “You don’t have to whisper.” He said. “Everyone went out to get breakfast early before their classes. Its just us baby.”

I pouted and blush was brought to my cheeks. “Don’t call me that.. someone can still be here..” I rubbed my shoulder shyly.

Me and Joonmyeon had been screwing around for what seemed to be a few weeks now. I knew it was breaking a fuckton of rules, but he was so addicting. He majored in business managing, following after his wealthy father. But God, did he look sexy in a suit.

“Joonmyeon if you aren’t more careful we’re gonna get caught.” I said. Myeon ignored me and began to kiss my jawline and neck. I tilted my head to happily give him easy access. “And what would your father think when he finds out you were expelled from university for ‘fucking a dorm mate on campus’?”

Joonmyeon paused, looking up at me. “I’m just having a little fun,” He shrugged. “Live a little, Mo.”

I frowned but let him continue. His lips trailed strawberry kisses to my collar bone, and I was too lost in my thoughts to realize that he planted a bright purple and red hickey right in clear sight. He continued to the dip in my pajama shirt, tugging at the bottom of the fabric. I pulled the fabric off my torso.

He licked his lips, diving subtly in between my breasts. It always made Myeon happy when I slept without a bra. His lips cascaded every inch of skin, leaving my chest shiny with saliva.

His kisses trailed down my stomach, to my navel. He reached my shorts. “Joonmyeon..” I whispered as he teased. He bit the edge of the fabric.
“What is it baby? Hmm? You can tell me. Nobody’s here.”

I whimpered, running my fingers through his hair. “Please..” I whined. He could be such a brat sometimes.

“Please what? Say it baby.” He hummed through the fabric and the vibrations hit my clit. “Please fuck me..” I mumbled. He grazed his teeth up my shorts enough for me to feel the friction. “I can’t hear you. Louder, darling.”

“Joonmyeon please fuck me.” I whispered a bit louder. He sighed, sitting up. “Why so quiet, babygirl. Nobody can hear you..” He trailed off, his fingers lightly ran up my thighs. He hooked one under my shorts and dragged them off my ankles. He slipped his fingers under my panties, feeling how wet i was for him.

“Your words are telling me you don’t want it.. but your pussy is telling me another thing.. which one is it darling?” He flicked my clit and i whimpered.

“Joonmyeon, just fuck me already!” I whined, clutching his shoulders and throwing my head back. “Good girl..” He purred.

He picked me up by my hips and set me on the floor facing the sink and mirror. He pushed my panties to the side. I ran my fingers over the swollen hickey on my neck and whined. “Joonmyeon.. everyone’s gonna see-”

I yelped, words caught in my throat as Joonmyeon shoved his full length into me. My fingers turned white as they gripped the sides of the sink. He was so big, how did he expect me to adjust that quickly?

Joonmyeon stayed put, a breathy moan leaving his lips. “So- uggh.. so tight..” He groaned. One of his hands gripped mine on the sink strongly while the other shakily calmed down my trembling thighs.

“Myeon.. it hurts..” I whimpered. He kissed my ear and whispered sweetly, “I know babygirl, but you have to get used to my cock sooner or later..” His breath was still wavering and he slowly pulled out.

Being stretched, I whimpered and whined. He continued to peck my ear, then my neck, then my shoulder. He created a slow rhythm with his hips, small moans leaving his mouth.

The pain morphed to pleasure quicker than before and i found myself begging for him to speed up. His hips sped and he leaned up, one hand now on my shoulder and the other spreading my ass so he could watch his actions.

“Yeah.. good girl..” He praised. I bit my lip and leaned up, pressing my back to his chest. I knew he loved the way that position felt and looked. He watched in the mirror, his parted lips pressed to my ear so i could hear his rapid breathing. He reached around to fondle my breast.

His hand slid across my stomach and below to my clit. He circled his thumb, his hips bucking faster and more erratically. “I’m so close..” I moaned, letting my head fall back onto his shoulder. He sucked on my neck, leaving yet another hickey but I could have cared less. My legs started to shake and my stomach tightened.

“Cum baby, cum now.” He whispered, biting my earlobe and rubbing my clit in quick circles. I closed my eyes to see white flashes. My stomach fell undone and i let my juices drip out and onto his and my legs. I heard a loud groan from Myeon and he bucked roughly, pulling out and smearing his white pleasure onto my back.

Once i felt a pulse in my neck, i turned to him. “You realize, I’m on the pill. You didn’t have to pull out.” I chuckled, but Joonmyeon didn’t seem very impressed.

“Fucking hell.” He cursed, pulling back up his joggers. He threw me his shirt.

“Come and lay with me before our classes.” He said once i put the shirt on. I turned. “But my underwe-”

He tugged me to the bed, pushing me on it and falling on top of me. “It can wait.” He mumbled sleepily with his face pressed into my neck. I smiled and got comfortable. Quickly falling asleep.

I think I found the solution for my sleeping schedule.

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Imagine attending a family gathering with Jared

I throw my phone across the room, seeing it crash against the couch and finally falling on the floor. I have reached every single one of my friends trying to find someone who could come with me to this boring family meeting I had in a few days, but everyone seemed to be occupied or taken. It’s not like I needed a booty call, I just wanted someone to help me survive a night with my family.

I stare at my phone, trying to decide whether I should go and see if I broke it or not, but I’m too frustrated to move an inch. When the phone comes to life, announcing a new call, I leave aside my frustration and run towards the damned device.

“Yes?!” I answer quickly, not even looking at the caller ID.

“Call Jared”

Not even a hello? Ok. “Emma?”

“Call Jared, he’d go with you”

I throw myself on the couch, letting out a deep sigh, “Jared doesn’t like to go out with me, he’s always avoiding me. Why would he want to go to this thing with me?”

“Just call him, please” Emma asks, probably a bit tired of my dateless situation, “You’ll thank me later”

Without even saying good bye, Emma hangs up on me. I stare at the phone, still processing Emma’s idea. Jared always looked bored around me, he didn’t even look me in the eyes the few times I was able to make him speak to me. The devil was handsome as hell, and going with him would be quite the experience, but I knew he’s answer even before searching for his name on my contacts.

I watch his name for a few seconds, but I’m already in a tight situation, being rejected by Jared wouldn’t affect me as much as I would expect. I dial the number, waiting only a matter of seconds before hearing his voice on the other side of the line.


He sounds confused, and I would be too if I suddenly receive a phone call from him.

“Hey, Jared” My voice sounds trembly, I’m nervous when I shouldn’t be, there’s no reason for me to be like this, right?

“Oh, hi, how are you?”

“Um… Fine, I guess. You?”

“Fine too, thanks”

Most awkward conversation of my life. We have been on the phone for 10 seconds and it is the most we have talked in the last two years since Emma introduced us.

“Is everything alright?” He asks me, breaking the uncomfortable silence between us.

“Yes, I just… Well, I wanted to ask you something”

“Ok, go ahead” His voice sounds calm, the confusion left behind by hints of curiosity.

“Next friday I have a meeting, a family meeting” I start, “My family can be a bit… complicated and it is hard for me to face them alone. So… I was wondering if you…”

“Yes” He interrupts me, but is the only thing that he says. Jared suddenly shuts and I can hear him sigh through the line.

“Oh… “ I mutter, surprised by his quick answer, “Ok, then”

“Do I have to wear something in particular?”

“Not really, just avoid anything too colorful” I pause for a second, trying to recover my breath, “Thank you so much, Jared, I really appreciate it”

“It’s alright” He says, and I can feel the hint of a smile, even through the phone, “I guess I’ll see you friday then”

After saying my goodbyes to Jared I call Emma to thank her for the idea. She just laughs and recalls the fact that she said I would be thanking her later.

Friday comes faster than I expect. It’s almost five o’clock and I’m checking my reflection on the mirror. I’ve changed my clothes at least six times, and a seventh was coming.

The meeting starts at six and I still can’t decide what to wear. Great.

By the time I choose a simple black cocktail dress, my ring is already announcing Jared’s arrival. I quickly get on my heels and run downstairs. I freeze once I open the door.

“Hey” He greets me, a shy smile appears on his lips as he gives me one quick looks before avoiding my eyes completely.

Jared is dressed full on black. His jacket, shirt, trousers, his boots. All black. Except for the red plaid shirt tied around his hips.

I know I’m taking too long to ask him to come inside, but my eyes can’t look away from his eyes. His hair is falling on his shoulders, the wind moves it slightly to his face, and a sudden urge to come closer and put the strings of hair behind his ear is too much for me.

I look away, opening the door for him.

“I’ll be right back”

I try to smile, but I know the thing that appears on my face is a terrible attempt.

Back in my room, I grab my purse and phone. One last look in the mirror and I make sure to breath properly before going back to Jared.

He’s waiting by my door, checking his phone, smiling at something he just received. I want to ask, but I most certainly can’t.

“Ok, are you ready?” I ask him, feeling nervous but not knowing if the meeting or Jared was the real cause.

“Yeah, let’s go”

We get in his car, and I give him the address to my parents house. Half of the drive there we spent it in silence. Jared doesn’t look at me, he’s just concentrates on the rode, and I try to calm my nerves.

“Why are you so nervous?” He asks me, his eyes still on the road.

“I told you, they can be complicated” I shrug, “They always ask the wrong questions”

“All relatives do” He laughs, and I’m pretty sure this is the first time I hear it. And I want him to do it again.

“I know, but you’ll see…”

By the time we arrive, it’s already past six. My mother was gonna kill me. Jared parks right outside the house and helps me get out of the car. Our hands touch for a couple of seconds, and it feels way too good. But not so much when he slips it away, putting both inside his pockets.

I shrug the moment off and walk him to the front door, which I don’t even get to knock when I see my mom in front of us crossing her arms.

“You are late” She blurts, giving me a severe look, “It’s 6:15”

“It’s only 15…” I try to say, but she shuts me raising both hands.

“No excuses, now get inside”

The only thing I can do is nod and get inside the house, Jared following me in silence. She takes us to the backyard where my whole family laugh, eat and joke about anything.

“Ok, now I get it” Jared whispers in my ear, “Is this your whole family?”

“No, there are always those who prefer to send postcards” I shrug, counting at least 30 people in there, “Thanks for being my backup”

“No problem” He laughs, and I cringe at the sound.

During the first couple of minutes we are invisible. My family is too busy to notice us next to one of the tables, and I thank that. Jared is quiet, as always, and looks around amazed. My little cousins are running around ruining my mom’s flowers. The teens sit apart, looking annoyed at all the old ones. And the adults drink and eat like it’s the end of the world.

“Your family ain’t like this?” I ask him to break the ice.

“No, it’s just my mother, brother and I” He says with a smile, and his eyes finally looking at mine, “I think I’ve never seen this ammount of people in a backyard”

“When I was little it was worse, the ones that send postcards used to come too” I drink the rest of the white wine in my cup for dramatic effect, piercing his eyes with mine, “It was awful”

Jared laughs and I feel proud of myself. Well done, well done.

“Do you want me to get you a plate? You haven’t eaten a thing”

“I’m okay” He mumbles, looking at the food in the table.

“Jared, come on, you have to eat”

I grab him by the arm so we can stand by the center of the table. When I take a plate, I notice how distress he looks, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck.

“Ok, what’s going on?”

“Your mom likes her meat” He mutters close to my ear, and I take it the funny way before realizing what he really means.

“Shit, I forgot” I say, stopping my laugh in a second, “I’m so sorry Jared, I forgot you were vegan. God, my mom do loves her meat. Shit, shit, shit”

“Hey, it’s okay” He stops me, grabbing the plate on my hands, “I’m sure there’s something I can eat”

“Jesus, Jared, even the salad has meat. God, I’m so sorry. Wait here, I’ll find you something to eat”

After naming half of Jesus’ family between apologies, I leave Jared alone before he stops me again, and I run to another table on the other side of the backyard. The food in here looks less meaty, and a bit more appropriated for Jared. I end up putting some salad in a plate and all the other things that look like they don’t have any animal in them. Satisfied by my effort, I return to the place where I left Jared only to find my little cousins trying to steal some cake.

“God, they found him”

My cousins give me a look probably thinking I’m crazy, but I leave them behind trying to find Jared in the sea of people.

This is the moment when I realize that our backyard is way too small for the family I have; that some of my uncles are too tall and I’m too small; and that some of my aunts can’t stand another second without showing me pictures of their new grandchildren.

This is why I hate these meetings. Too many people trying to catch up with the rebel daughter and niece that they only see in rare occasions.

After what feels like an hour, I catch a glimpse of Jared’s hair. He’s with a group of men in the center of the sea, a glass of wine resting on his hand. When I reach the group, I receive quick hugs and “I haven’t seen you in forever”, accompanied by the not so appealing “Look how much you’ve changed!”. Jared catches the plate on my hands before I throw it to the ground due to the infinite hugs.

“I found this boy abandoned next to the table” My uncle Mark talks with his usual loud voice, grabbing me by the shoulders, “A really nice boy”

“What happened to Sam?” Tom asks starting with the forbidden questions, and I don’t expect less from the cousin that used to pull my ponytails and braids, “I thought he was giving you THE ring”

“We broke up” I blurt with the same tone of voice my mother used with me not long ago, “There wasn’t any ring”

“Good, I didn’t like him” My uncle laughs, too loud, and too exaggerated, making my whole body move with his. I just want him to let me go and crunch in a corner, “He had too many muscles. That wasn’t natural. You can’t have a relationship with my niece and spend your whole day in the gym. It’s a Sin”

The rest of the group agrees with him, and I look amazed at the group of men discussing my love life. Jared tries to hide a smile behind his cup, but I notice it.

“So, you are Jared, right?” Tom asks, and I prepare myself for the new round of questions.

Jared nods to Tom as I try to get off my uncle.

“What’s up with your plate? You don’t eat meat?”

“No, I’m vegan”

The look on everyone’s face is unpayable, the whole group shuts looking at him like he’s crazy. I laugh, leading the surprised looks to my face now.

“You stopped dating muscle guy to date a vegan?!” Uncle Phil asks me completely in shock. He’s too religious for his own good and I avoid him like the plague.

I don’t get to tell him that we are… wait, we are not even friends.

“What about seafood?” Tom asks him, Jared shakes his head finishing his wine, “You only eat salad?”

“No, there’s plenty of meals you can elaborate with…”

“But meat is so tasty” Uncle Mark interrupts him, and he sounds really offended.

“What do you eat?” Tom keeps with the questions and I just want to choke him.

“Well, nothing with a face or a mother” Jared answers with a smile, and I burst in laugh again.

“Hey, you have a face” Tom teases, pointing a finger at me, “What about…?”

“Tom, just shut up” I cut him off before he can even continue with his question, “Enough, alright?”

I manage to let go of my uncle’s grip, walking to stand by Jared’s side.

“Why do you have to act so offended? Don’t you get bored of being so close minded?” I hear Jared whispering my name to stop me, but I choose to ignore him, “And then you wonder why I don’t come to this crappy gatherings”

I know I’m being too harsh, but they deserve it. The last time I came to one of this gatherings was with Sam, my ex boyfriend, and they spent the whole evening asking him to do stupid things like show his muscles and tell them stories because they thought his scottish accent was ‘funny’. But not this time, and not to Jared.

I grab Jared by the arm to pull him out the circle of idiots, finally reaching the same spot by the table. He’s avoiding my eyes again by putting the things on his hands on the table, so I cup his cheeks to make him look at me.

“I’m sorry about that, I told you they were complicated”

“They seemed nice when they offered me to join them” He shrugs, “But I don’t think you should have spoke to them that way, I don’t want you to get in trouble”

“Hey, I brought you here, it’s my responsibility to stand for you in front of this crazy family”

“Are you sure you aren’t adopted?” He asks me with a laugh. God, that laugh.

“Oh, I ask myself the same question everytime I come here” I laugh too, “Eat your food, you look hungry”

We sit close to my teen cousins, mainly because they look more interested on their phones than us. I drink at least two cups of white wine before we start talking again. Jared asks me about my relatives, my childhood with them and this leads to me asking him the same kind of questions.

His laughs makes my body react in a really positive way, and I try to get him to laugh a lot during our evening. He shows his more outgoing side with me, but I can still see the same old Jared who avoids my eyes every now and then.

“Why do you always do that?” I ask him grabbing his chin to make him face me again.

“Do what?”

“Avoid my eyes”

“Oh, that” He mutters avoiding my eyes once again.

“There. Do you even notice you are doing it?” I laugh.

“Not really” He answers sincerely.

“There you are” My mother interrupts us, crossing her arms again, “Have you talked to your grandmother? She’s asking for you”

“I’ll go in a minute”

“Now” She blurts.

“God, mom, I’m coming, ok?!”

“So, you are going to squeal at me now? Tom already told me what you did”

“Mom, don’t you think I’m too old to be scolded by you?” I mutter standing to place myself in front of her, “All you do is demonstrate what a disgrace I am for you”

“If you would behave…”

“You know what? Just stop” I shut her, grabbing Jared’s hand to pull him out of his chair, “I’ll go say hi to Granny and I’ll leave. I’m done”

Jared doesn’t let go of my hand while we walk inside the house. My gran is seated in front of the tv in the living room, watching an emergency room program.

“What is your Granny doing here alone?” Jared asks me when I stop by the door frame.

“She doesn’t like to be here, that’s the only thing that convinces me I’m not adopted”

“We should have stayed with her the whole evening”

“I agree”

We sit by her side and it takes her a couple of seconds to realize we are in the same room as her. Her arms go straight to my neck, holding me tight against her telling me how much she has missed me. I tell her the same before introducing her to Jared. I expect her to do the same face she did when I introduced her to Sam, a mix of confusion and displeasure, but it is the complete opposite.

“It’s really nice to meet you” Jared says, holding her hands on his.

“You have really nice hair” She says, and we both laugh, “You have to tell me what conditioner you use”

“Oh, I don’t use any”

“You don’t” She asks in shock, “I have to stop using conditioner then, I want my hair as shiny as yours”

“How are you, Gran? Have you been feeling better?”

“The legs keep hurting, but I think I already got used to it” She shrugs and turns to Jared, “Are you her boyfriend?”

“Oh no” He says a bit uncomfortable, “We are just friends”

“What?” She asks angry turning to face me, “Why isn’t he your boyfriend? Are you blind? He’s gorgeous!”

“Gran!” I shout, feeling my face blush, so I cover it with my hands.

“Ask her to be your girlfriend, you look like a really nice boy” She says to Jared with a really sweet voice, “And you have dealt with all those idiots outside, you already passed Granny’s test just because of that”

I uncover my face just in time to see Jared getting closer to my Gran’s ear to whisper, “I would but I don’t think she would want to”

Wait, what?

“What are you talking about?” I ask him in shock, “You don’t talk to me, you don’t even look at me”

“And why do you think is that, you dummy?” My Gran asks me, slapping my shoulder playfully, “He’s mad about you, how come you haven’t noticed?”

“Jared?” I ask him in disbelief, he just smiles shily.

“I’m 85 years old and I noticed in two seconds!” She shakes her head frustrated, “You are as blind as a bat”

“Can you tell mom we had to leave?” I ask my Gran before leaving a kiss on her forehead, “I love you”

“I love you too, batsy”

I take Jared’s arm to make him stand from his seat, pushing him outside as he says goodbye to my grandmother. When I close the door behind us, I wrap my hands on his neck.


“What?” He asks me with a confused laugh, and that’s all it takes.

I have to get on my tiptoes to be able to reach his lips, but the feeling of completeness that invades my chest makes me forget about everything that isn’t our lips playing together. All the shyness disappears when Jared wraps his hands on my waist, pushing me against the door. His whole body is pressed against mine, and it feels too good. Questions of how I never noticed how attracted I felt towards Jared start invade my head as the kiss ceases its intensity. I like this, I like him, and apparently he likes me. Reason why the first words that come out of my mouth after our kiss end are probably not the ones he expected.

“You should have told me” I scold him, delivering playful punches on his chest.

“You were with Sam…”

“Sam and I broke up six months ago, try again”

“You didn’t seem interested in me” He tries again, with a soft laugh invading my senses.

“How would I ever show any interest in you if you never even looked me in the eyes?” I punch him one last time, “Ok, try again”

“I’m shy?”

“You are not shy, I’ve seen you with girls, and the way you pushed me! Don’t be foolish, you are not shy”

“I am” He whispers, searching for my lips, “I may have or haven’t try to get you jealous”

“Well, it didn’t work” I laugh, “Now kiss me before you start avoiding my eyes and any type of human contact again”

He does as I request, touching my lips with an indelible smile. The kiss continues for a good five minutes when he stops completely pulling away in just a second.

“Let’s have a date” He suggests, I laugh and try to reach for him but he avoids me, “Come on, let’s go and have dinner somewhere nice”

“A date?”

“Yeah, we are already dressed”

“Sounds good” I accept offering him my hand, “It has to be a nice place, we need a good site to make us forget this awful evening”

“Oh, I can make you forget” He mutters, pushing me against his car, reaching for my lips again. His lips are soft, and I forget everything about his excuses for not talking to me, because he was giving me all the attention I wanted right now and it was perfect.

As I climb to his car, I make a mental note reminding me to call Emma and thank her again.

Hello, everyone! I’ve decided to make a meme dedicated to Sansa Stark, so we can show our love and appreciation for her! You can post edits, gifs, fanart or whatever you want. Any creation is welcomed here.

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Imagine having to study for your finals, you are sitting at home with your boyfriend, Sherlock, and reading a lecture. But it is so boring and there are 100 things you’d rather do… kissing Sherlock for example. So you look up to him, he is reading a lexicon of the german language, just for fun, you lean forwards and press his book down, making a kissmouth. “No!”, Sherlock says in his angry-dragon voice. “You need to study! I won’t do anything but reading until you are finished!”. “Ugh! It is boring!”, you growl. If you just hadn’t told him there was a test tomorrow, he is just like your mother when it comes to your studies. “Oh, darling! Don’t look so angry! You know what? Everytime you finish a chapter you’ll get a kiss, okay? And as soon as you are finished with the whole book… You can decide if we will go out to grab some food or go to the bedroom!”, well that doesn’t sound like your mother at all! And just at 18:00 o’clock you are finished with your lecture, leaning forwards for the kiss: “Bedroom or food?”, Sherlock groals.

I’m bored and with zero inspiration for graphics, so I decided to make some one direction url inspired graphics!  


  • reblogs only (likes won’t count)
  • you don’t have to follow me to get a graphic, but I would appreciate if you did  (✿◠‿◠)
  • must have a one direction related url 

I will be picking urls that inspire me, so not everyone will be chosen (sorry). Making graphics takes quite a while so please be patient. 

See examples of my graphics here!!!

A/N: Thank you guys so much for all your support and kindness, I really appreciate it. I was bored so I decided to write you guys some fluff. Hope you enjoy xo

Pairing: Pietro x Reader

Warnings: none



“Ugh, I’m so HOT!” You complained. It had to be at least 100 degrees outside. 

“That’s awfully vain of you to say” Pietro joked
You and Pietro had decided to take a walk around Central Park, and you were regretting it immensely. You’ve never seen a day this hot in New York before.
You and Pietro had been dating for a few months now and things were going great; excluding the time a few weeks back when he ‘lost’ your phone (‘lost’ meaning hiding it under the couch cushion for a 'joke because he was bored’), that incident didn’t leave you the happiest. But still, he was one of the sweetest guys you knew. Once you stripped away his playful attitude and constant need to be in motion, you’d find the biggest heart.
“Can we sit in the shade for a few minutes? I think I’m dying” you asked. He chuckled and nodded “this was your idea, I do not understand why you would choose this when you knew how hot it was outside” he said as you both found a bench to sit on
“I didn’t factor in the heat..” You mumbled. Pietro scoffed and kissed your cheek “you’re lucky I love you dragul meu” he teased. “Oh shush!” You said as you lightly punched his arm, to which he pretended to be very offended by.
You sat there holding hands for a few minutes watching people walk by, you loved moments like these. Moments where you could just sit back and for the slightest moment peer into the lives of people you’d never meet. The business associate too busy to take in the world around them, the group of teenage girls giddy about who asked who to the dance, the musician lugging their guitar to their next gig and hopefully their big break. People themselves were endless possibilities, and it was refreshing to be reminded that outside your own little world lied many others.
Just then you felt a nudge on your shoulder. You turned to see a very confused Pietro. “What is that?” He asked pointing to the little boy eating an ice cream cone on the bench beside you. You cocked an eyebrow at him “ice cream? Have you never heard of it?” You asked. At this Pietro blushed slightly “Sokovian culture is much different than that of America’s” he replied. This shouldn’t have surprise you as much as it did. You recalled when Pietro and Wanda first moved into the tower, they were quite surprised to see the 'light ray cooking machine’ (aka microwave) in almost every kitchen throughout the tower.
“Well, would you like to try some?” You asked him with a smile, you’d love to see his reaction the first time he had it.
“No thank you, it does not look so appealing” he said with a frown. You smiled,“Oh it’s so good though! Plus, it could cool you down” you reasoned.
Now he was the one cocking the eyebrow, “I’ll buy you some if you want Y/N, I am just not interested” he said.
“Fine, suit yourself” you shrugged. Pietro gave you a five and off you went to find an ice cream vendor, it didn’t take you that long. The vendor was pretty easy to spot considering the long line in front of it.
Finally, after what felt like forever (but more realistically 5 minutes), it was your turn.
“Hi! I’d like a chocolate vanilla swirl please!” You said
“$2.00” the vendor replied.
You paid and rushed back to Pietro who was playing something on his phone.
As you sat down and began to enjoy your cool treat you couldn’t help but see Pietro not-so-discreetly peer at your ice cream. You held it out to him.
“Seriously, do you want to try?” You asked
“It looks disgusting” he replied, though his eyes told a different story.
You chuckled at how difficult he was being over something as simple as an ice cream. “You sure about that Piet?” You asked.
After a moment of hesitation you heard him say “I suppose I’ve seen more disgusting”.
You smiled and handed it to him.
Hesitantly, he took a bite.
Then another.
“This is not so bad” he said as he handed it back to you. Smiling you held your hands up “no go ahead, finish it”.
He didn’t fight you on that. You two sat for another minute while Pietro finished the ice cream.
“I think we should be getting back. Training starts in twenty” you said with a frown
“I guess we should” he replied.
You two intertwined hands again and began walking your way back to the tower.
“Told you you’d like it” you smiled
“Do not get proud, dragul meu. Maybe I was just humoring you” he replied.
You rolled your eyes “okay Pietro” you laughed.
He turned and pecked your cheek
“Maybe we could do this again tomorrow?” He asked
You smiled “I’d like that”

hi!! so i recently hit 7k and become a scream trash so i decided it was time to do a network.
This is a place for talk about scream, share our theory ‘cause come on we had so many of them.


  • must be following me
  • reblog this post (like won’t count) 
  • must reach at least 25 notes (i know it’s a little fandom)
  • no survey because it’s boring and i’m lazy


  • a follow from me
  • you’ll get a spot on the network page
  • you’ll be add to the the group chat
  • i’ll ask you your mail, an icon and a short description for the network page
  • track the tag  #mtvscreamnetwork!!