if anyone wants to request you still can

@kinfirms​ tagged me in a post talking about how internet “mom” culture is toxic, (I saw your tags, dont worry <3) and wanted to talk about it a little, but without the queer phobic language it was giving off.

For the most part, I fully and readily agreed with parts of the post detailing how adults can and do behave inappropriately in online spaces towards minors, and how the parental name thing can be a power move. 

I grew up with a lot of fandom “mom” types, who with hindsight, turned out to be rather toxic and predatory. One of them actually took great joy in being a “corrupting” force, and would make lewd jokes and inappropriate comments towards us. And us being vulnerable kids who wanted to fit in and belong went along with it, because it made us feel special to be talked to like we were fellow adults. 

Except we weren’t fellow adults and nor were we being treated as such. We were impressionable youths being treated like toys to stroke an older person’s ego, and that was 110% not okay, and those adults should have known better not to engage with us on those topics.  

I’m hyper aware of being an older person in certain groups now, and try to act accordingly. I try to distance myself while managing to remain encouraging and supportive and hopefully, a positive signifier that people like me can and do grow up into happy (semi-)functional adults. I know there were times growing up when I feared I would not.

I will also never insist that anyone call me “mom”. It’s not a name I picked for myself. It’s an honorific deserving of great respect and mindfulness towards those who gave it to me, not the other way around. People can use it if they want to, and I will respond to it if people use it, but it’s not a role or title or sign of authority, and it’s 100% up to others if they want to use it or not, I don’t mind either way. And just for the record, I also respond to Aunt, Sister, Cousin, Bib, or even my rarely used actual name, Joy :)

I work very hard to respect the boundaries of others, and adhere to my own rules of interaction. I don’t follow back anyone under the age of 18 (with very few exceptions), and I always try to ensure the age of someone when they start talking to me about certain things. 

Most of the people calling me “mom”? Seem to be in their early 20s, chronically ill or queer like me, and or at college age and going through that weird panicked stage of “help, I need an adultier adult how the heck do you make a food budget” so it’s not too much of a problem, but I still take those extra steps anyway. 

I tag my work, I put it under cuts and generally make it known that I don’t want anyone under the age of 18 to read my 18+ work, because it’s the responsible adult thing to do—and it’s my responsibility to lay down those terms. Not the minor. 

If a minor ignores my requests, my tags and the numerous other steps I put in the way to keep my NSFW work hidden? That’s on them, and I can only hope they find it positive and maybe possibly affirming as well—just don’t tell me about it. (I speak from experience, as a minor who went onto 18+ forums looking for something that would show I wasn’t alone with my thoughts and feelings. I found acceptance in queer fanfic that society and family otherwise denied. I wasn’t awful for liking both Superman and Louise Lane, I wasn’t awful and wrong or alone for not being sure if I wanted to be Princess Leia or be with her. And that was very important for 15 year old me, even if it would take another 15 years for me to feel safe enough to tell others.)

When people started calling me “mom” of their own volition, I had a real internal debate over how I felt over using that same moniker others had used before me, and done so in a harmful manner. I wasn’t too keen on it at first, it felt weird, but when people kept on using it without me prompting them to, I came to the decision that hey, it’s just a fun nickname poking fun at my personality, so I just kinda rolled with it. But I also made the conscious decision that if I was going to allow for that nickname, I would strive very hard to be worthy of it and be the adult I needed as a young person, and not like the people I had known.

But that all said? Not all adults take this mindset, and do not behave appropriately towards teenagers and young adults, and you should absolutely be wary of anyone who puts themselves in that position of authority.* It makes me extremely uncomfortable when I see other adults talk about younger people as their “minions” or pets. 

They are not. 

They are people who are deserving of your fundamental respect and often looking for some sort of help or guidance from a role model they lack in real life, or even just want friendly people to talk to about the things they love. They are not there to prop up your ego. Don’t do that shit. Reflect on your own behavior and say “if this was my child, would I be happy about the way I am interacting with them?” 

If the answer is “no” or “I’m not sure”, that’s also a no, and you need to back the fuck off and reevaluate how you interact with others as a whole.

If you are in a fandom or online forum space where the adults are not behaving mindfully of your age, undermine you, or insist on inserting themselves in your life as an authoritarian parental figure? Go with your gut instinct and get the fuck out of dodge. 

You are no one’s minion. You are you, with your own boundaries and levels of comfort. Don’t let anyone try to take them from you or make you feel bad for being uncomfortable with their behavior. That’s a common tactic used by abusers, and if you say to someone “what you are doing makes me uncomfortable” and their response isn’t “I’m sorry, how can I change that?”, but defensive anger or guilt tripping you? Fuck ‘em. There are other groups, other people to talk to. Make your own if you have to. Block anyone that makes you feel uncomfortable. You don’t have to put up with that bullshit to prove your own maturity or worth.


*And just because I feel this is important to say: please question me. Challenge me, point out when I say or do something that makes you feel uncomfortable. I won’t be mad or offended. I welcome corrective feedback. Tell me if I use an out dated term or if I word something poorly so I can apologize, reevaluate my behavior and try to change for the better. I’m human and therefore always learning and making mistakes, but they come from a place of ignorance, never malice. Take care of yourselves out there <333

NCT Reacting To A Member Walking In On Them

bunnynamja requested: You do reactions too or just scenarios? If you do reactions can you do one for nct 127 (nine members) when they are having sex with you and other member enter in the room?Sorry my poor english…

Anon requested: Hi I love your blog btw! Do you do reactions? If you do, can I have a reaction on the boys walking in on you while you were doing the do with another member..if ya know what I mean ;;

Genre: Smut.. duh

Author: Karma & Yu

Word count: does it matter with these things???

A/n: (I did all the legal members instead of just 127 since we don’t sexualize minors (No Jungwoo or Lucas because we don’t have enough of them))  I am actually crying omg these are great!! Please send more! We don’t just do imagines. Scenarios, reactions, MTL, as long as there is smut we are here haha. But not only that tho, we also want to interact with our followers more so even if requests are closed; please do send us funny things or just interact with us!!!! (I need friends) - admin Karma 

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BTS REACT: To another idol confessing to you during an award show

Anonymous said to kpopgroupsreact:
Hi! I’m not sure if you’re still accepting requests but… Could you do a BTS version of “an idol confessing to you during an award show.” Thanks! BTW I love your reactions it always brightens up my day!😊


This was so much fun to do! I sort of went wild with it, so if you (or anyone else) want a serious one then please let me know!

I’ll be starting a featuring video with posts as well. I started with DAY6 but it was with their own music. This time I want to switch it up so that people can know about more artists they might like. Requests for this are welcome too. :)


Rap Monster: Is trying to understand how someone could be so bold as to confess at an awards show. He’d let you handle the situation but look confused and slightly annoyed AF.

Originally posted by lunarmon

Jin: He’d be laughing at the ridiculous situation. Of course you’d never take this other idol seriously. *GIF*

Originally posted by the8-carat

Suga: “Look how cute. As if y/n would like you back. Keep dreaming.”

Savage Yoongi would take it all as a joke.

Originally posted by bangtanupdate

J-Hope: He’d scoff at the audacity of someone else to make a public confession. He had enough faith in you to know that you wouldn’t let public pressure to stop you from putting the other idol down right away.

Originally posted by notjhope

Jimin: He’d be watching for your reaction. That’s all that mattered to him. He’d want to be reassured that you weren’t showing any interest.

Y/N has me. No need for anyone else right?

Originally posted by jikookdetails

V: He’s not too amused with the situation. He’d be pretty mad, and he’d be staring down the idol intensely. His gaze moving between you and them, waiting for you to respond.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Jungkook: Death glares for milessssss. He wouldn’t try to hide how pissed off it made him.

Originally posted by two-different-realms

STUDY BUDDIES [FRED WEASLEY]

request: “hey, could you please write fred weasley x slytherin reader on number 26?” — by anon

a/n: loved this imagine tbh even though it is sorta rushed hehe x

 26. “Stop the sarcasm.”  

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      “With all due respect, Professor McGonagall,” you began, your breathing slow and your tone quite annoyed, “I do not want to do anything with that — that — boy.”

    Fred, who was still in the same room, crossed his arms. “You know, that boy is still here and can hear everything you’re saying.”

    “Oh, I’m aware that he is, Weasley.” you scowled at his direction, right at the back where he was still sat on his desk while you tried to reason with Professor McGonagall. “Please, professor. Pick anyone else. Anyone but me.”

    The Transfiguration teacher’s lips twitched, as if she was fighting a smile, before sighing. “Unfortunately, Miss Y/L/N, you are the best in this class and the perfect one to tutor Mr. Weasley. If only I can do it myself but I have other duties to fulfill besides teaching and I simply do not have the time.” she looked down at you with her spectacles sliding down her nose. “Can I count on you to help a classmate to pass this subject?”

    You straightened your posture, pursing your lips in deep thought, closing your eyes afterwards. “Yes, professor. You can.”

   "Excellent!“ she cheered. “Now, move along, you two. And please, Fred, don’t try and scare her away.”

    Fred beamed at her. “To be honest, she’ll be the one scaring me, professor.”

    “Shut it.” you murmured at him, grabbing his wrist to drag him out of the classroom and to the library where you can get started.

    Of course, it was no mystery that the two houses — Gryffindor and Slytherin — had been rivals since the old days in Hogwarts. It wasn’t just the founders that had bad blood boil between them, but the students who were put into those houses as well. And you, as a Slytherin, and Fred, as a Gryffindor, it seemed too obvious that the both of you weren’t exactly considered as friends.

  You were muttering several curses under your breath as you take a seat across the red haired Weasley, who was frankly amused by the situation he was in. You set down your textbook on the table and raised your head up to look at him.

    “Transfiguration is an easy class. Why are you failing?” you genuinely asked him, but your face still masked the annoyance you were feeling at the moment.

    Fred smirked. “Oh, I don’t know, maybe because I have better things to do other than study?”

    “You clearly have the wrong priorities then.”

    He raised his eyebrows, placing a hand on his chest dramatically. “Of course, I do. Why didn’t I think of that? I should be helping my parents in raising my siblings, follow Percy’s footsteps, I should apply for a job in the Ministry —”

    “Okay, okay, stop the sarcasm.” you rolled your eyes, turning back to your book, a smile already making its way to your mouth because of the nonsense he was speaking of.

    Fred found himself grinning at your state. “So, what are we going to study?”

    You stopped at a page that you were quickly scanning and slid the book in front of him. “This one. You are familiar with the vanishing spell, right?”

    He nodded. “If I do this correctly, will I successfully make Mrs Norris vanish?” Fred questioned with interest.

    “Weasley, can’t you take anything seriously?” you were trying to hide a laugh. “But yes, you could. If you do it right. So, I suggest you read this first before we use our wands, alright?”

    Once you let go of the book, you started studying a different lesson for another subject. Fred was glancing at you from time to time as you scribbled something down on your parchment before he awkwardly coughed, your eyes flickering towards his.

    “What?”

    He smiled sheepishly. “Thanks for doing this. I know you’re not doing it because you want to but still, thank you.”

    You instantly felt all warm and fuzzy inside because of what he said. “You can thank me after you pass the test McGonagall is going to give you.” you returned the gesture, slowly bringing your attention to your assignment again.

    “And if I do pass the test?” he spoke again. “Can I take you out on a date?”

    “Yeah, of course you can.” you laughed, thinking that was he said was a joke. “Only a mad man would.”

    Fred’s face started to turn pink. “Yeah, I must be.” he whispered.

    You glanced at him and realized that he was being serious. “You do know that I am a Slytherin, right?”

    “So?” the smirk was back yet again. “I don’t know about you but I’ll be willing to pull a Romeo and Juliet.”

    “How do you even know that, you’re a pure-blood.”

    “So are you.”

    You concluded that there was no point in arguing with the stubborn and mischievous boy, causing you to focus your attention yet again on your homework, much to Fred’s annoyance.

    “Hey, you didn’t answer my question properly.”

    You huffed a breath. “Okay, sure, you can take me out on a date if you pass. Only if you pass, alright?”

    Fred grinned. “That’s enough motivation for me to study.”

    And with that, he started to read the Transfiguration textbook you gave him, making you snort and inevitably blush at the same time.

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🌸 It doesn’t matter what words you use; it’s what you show the world.

Off Limits

Originally posted by wonderfulworldofwinchester

Request: Can you write a fic where like dean and the reader are at a bar or something finding out shit for a case and some guy/bartender starts hitting on the reader and Dean gets super defensive. Oh and it being like really fluffy, sorry I live for that shit 😂

Request: Hi, I love reading what you write and I was wondering if you’re still taking requests. If you are, can you do one where it’s Dean and the Reader and he gets SUPER defensive over the Reader to the point where if anyone hits on her he kind of hurts the guy or punches him? Thanks!

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 800ish

Warnings: language, lil’ bit of violence

A/N: Combined these two since they went hand in hand…


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my heart flutters when i see you; peter parker

request“Can you do one where peter and the reader have been friends for a while but peter starts to like her because she got hot over the summer. And the reader has no idea that peter likes her. Please and thank you. I love your writing.😊😊”

word count: 2,123

warnings: bad writing, bad ending. some swearing. i didnt edit this

a/n: thank you sm for the request!! i’m sorry again for the ending. idk how to write endings still. i listened to this while writing if anyone wanted to know? yeah lmao.

Your name: submit What is this?


Peter stood at the main entrance of Midtown, clutching his phone in his sweaty hands. He never really knew why the first day back to school made him so nervous, it always ended up just being like any other school day. Even with this in mind, though, his stomach wouldn’t stop turning and he silently hoped that his new deodorant would be enough to fight of his nervous sweat.

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anonymous asked:

H-hi? I was wondering if maybe I could request Hoseok? I've been feeling really stressed and depressed lately...I'm hoping some positivity would be helpful...

Hoseok: Take deep breaths and do what makes you happy. *SENDS POSITIVE VIBES*

Sons of Lawrence #6

Summary:  Sons of Anarchy meets Supernatural. In this AU, the Winchesters run the most notorious biker gang in Lawrence. They traffic illegal drugs, weapons, and anything else that makes them money and keeps them on top.
Characters in this chapter: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, John Winchester, Mary Winchester, Crowley. Mentioned: Ash, Bobby Singer, Garth
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female Reader

Word Count: 1,596
Warnings: Language, angst 
Author’s Note: This series isn’t going to be light and fluffy. It will include explicit language, explicit sexual content, casual use of illegal drugs, explicit canon typical violence.
Miss the beginning?
 Italics are flashbacks.

Originally posted by fylakas-aggelos

It was during a meeting the next day, one that Y/N was sitting in on, that an unexpected visitor dropped by.

He waltzed in without even knocking. “Hello, boys,” he rasped, cigarette-tainted voice gruff cutting through the smoke-filled room like a knife.

John stood tall, anger coursing through him. “Crowley,” he greeted the new arrival with a firm handshake. “We weren’t expecting you.”

The shorter man shrugged and shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his black jacket. “Heard what happened to Sam,” he stated simply, eyes scanning the room until they landed on the youngest Winchester. “How you doin’, Moose?”

Sam bristled at the nickname no one had been able to convince Crowley to stop using. “Right as rain,” Sam ground out.

“Glad to hear it,” he lied as he started walking deeper into the room.

“What do you want, Crowley?” John demanded. He was still pissed at his sons for going behind his back, but the fact was that one of Crowley’s men shot his son.

“What?” Crowley feigned offense. “Can’t I drop in on my old friend?”

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You’ll Be Okay, I Promise. (Jughead x Reader)

Request// Jughead x Reader Imagine, instead of Cheryl trying to kill herself, it’s both the reader and Cheryl. They split up to make it harder to find them, and the gang finds Cheryl, but not reader on time

Warnings- you already know how depressing my imagines can get :) but I’ll clarify anyways. Suicide attempt, and suicidal thoughts.

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Stressed

Originally posted by street-crush

Stressed 

You weren’t really one for impromptu visits, but things just so happened to align where you had a good amount of free time between clients and you wanted to visit your boyfriend with some lunch.

In the two months you two have been dating, you haven’t actually dropped by his studio before. You’d gone with him before but you’ve never done it on your own.  And this was quite possibly the sweetest thing you’d ever done for someone. You picked up his favorite fried chicken, side dishes and beer, making sure to get enough for his crew members.

You practically whistled with glee walking toward the office.

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Yours (Jace Wayland x Reader)

Hello angels! I promise, I’m still here. Things are better now. 

I’m sorta kinda happy with this, and I figured I’d post it. It totally ignores everything that is canon, both in the Mortal Instruments and in Shadowhunters. Clary doesn’t exist. Oops. 

I just recently started watching the Flash, so if anyone wants some Barry Allen reader inserts, feel free to request! I’m slowly working through the Cassian requests, but it’s slow. I seem to have lost his character a little bit. I’ll see what I can do. 

I love you guys. I really do. Thank you for being amazing. 

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Requested: Nope

Pairing(s): Jace Wayland / Morgenstern / Herondale / Lightwood x Reader

Words: 600ish

Warnings: Feels? 

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“So, I’ve gathered you all here today for a reason.” Jace fidgets, so unlike him, and a small part of your brain worries about what he is going to say.

You stand in a crowd of your family, your friends, and everyone else that you know at the New York Institute.

“Today is the anniversary of the day that I met the love of my life.” Jace smiles at you, and you feel yourself straighten. “This room was the site of the first time we ever spared, and the first time she kicked my ass.” Laughter titters through the crowd.

“It wasn’t the last!” You hear Izzy call out.

Jace ducks his head, your favorite smile of his on his lips, “Very true. But that’s not the point of today.

“The point of today is that I am in love. Jonathan Christopher Wayland is in love. And I’m not exactly one to hold back.” He winks at you, and you can hear a vague threat coming from your ever-protective adoptive older brother, Alec.

Jace ignores his parabatai, “So, my love, can you come over here please?” He extends one hand to you.

You step forward, thankful that your surefooted rune from your previous mission hasn’t quite worn off yet. Your knees shake as you make your way out of the crowd to him.

Jace takes your hands in his own, “This is probably a huge risk, ‘cause we haven’t talked about this at all and now I have all of our friends and family her…” he trails off, meeting your eyes. “It’s a mundane tradition to exchange rings to signify an engagement—“ Your breath catches in your throat. “…and I know how fascinating you find their normal-ness, so I figured…”

You could have heard a pin drop as Jace gets down on one knee and pulls a small, velvet box from his pocket.

“In a world where nothing is easy and nothing is promised, you are the one thing that I am sure of. One of us could die tomorrow. Hell, one of us could die in an hour. I don’t want to spend another moment knowing that I could lose you without knowing that you are mine and that I am eternally yours. Will you marry me?”

Tears slip down your cheeks as you murmur, “Yes.” And Jace stands, wrapping you in his embrace,

Your family, friends, colleagues and boss all cheer and shout as Jace slips a beautiful gold band onto your ring finger. The unfamiliar weight feels like home.

“I love you.” Jace whispers.

“I love you more.” You counter with a giggle, the euphoria of this moment too much to contain.

“I love you most.” He takes your face in his hands as your tangle yours in the front of his shirt.

“Not possible.” You press your lips firmly to his, and the crowd around you disappears.

anonymous asked:

Hello, lovely! How's it going? Could I make a Wally x reader request where one or both of them accidentally confess their feelings during a post-mission argument?

Hi, sweets! It’s going swell! Still doing requests and I have a series I want to work on. That aside, thank you for requesting and hope you enjoy this!


The tension in the ship is so thick, anyone can cut it with a knife. Nightwing glances at Kid Flash before he glances at you and he prays the two of you wait until the ship lands safely at the mountain before blowing up. But judging from how stiff and unmoving Wally currently is, he knows his best friend is a breath away from blowing up. You on the hand, you are currently cradling your broken arm. The mission had gone as well as it possibly can in the very beginning. What they did not anticipate is being ambushed by another group – one they had no prior record of – and here they are, on their way back to the mountain.

As soon as Nightwing manages to land the ship nicely and opens the door, you had been the first one to high-tail out of the ship. Kid Flash did not even waste his time and immediately followed after you. Nightwing groans – this is going to be messy. He probably should just pretend he doesn’t know anything at all and sit in the ship.

“Y/N, I can’t believe you.” Wally chases after you and you huff angrily before turning to him. You don’t know why but Wally has been getting on your case ever since you got injured during the mission. It wasn’t as if you wanted to get injured on purpose! Having your arm broken hurts like a bitch!

“What is it now, Wally?” You turn to face him and Wally abruptly stops. He narrows his eyes at you – you hadn’t even realized he had taken off his mask – and you can feel the anger radiating off of him. “I am tired and I can’t deal with this right now.”

Maybe that was the wrong thing to say because suddenly Wally exploded and you were taken aback. “Tired? Can’t deal with this? Do you have any freaking idea how I felt out there? When I couldn’t even get you out of harm’s way? Y/N, do you even stop to think that – I don’t know – I might have not wanted to see you get hurt? And look where we are now, you are hurt!” He seethes and at first, you couldn’t follow his conversation at well because oh boy, you are starting to get angry yourself.

“I don’t need any saving, Wally! If I did, then I wouldn’t have joined this team – I would stay at home and pretend I have no powers or whatsoever!” You shot back. Your arm is still throbbing with pain – a constant reminder that you probably should have been more aware of your surrounding earlier – and you really just want to get this checked and then go to sleep.

“You don’t get it –“

“Of course I don’t! I don’t understand why you are getting so worked up! It’s not like I have never broken a bone in my life before!” You tell him exasperatedly and Wally groans before throwing his arms in the air.

“Oh screw this.”

Your eyes widen at his words but before you could even open your mouth to let him have a piece of your mind, Wally reaches forward and slams his mouth on top of yours. You moan – both in pain and in surprise – because what the hell is happening. Wally pulls back a moment later, looking at you with fire in his eyes and suddenly, you don’t feel the anger anymore – it’s still there but there is another emotion blanketing it.

“What?” You stare at him dumbly.

“For someone who is an empath, can’t you feel it?” Wally exclaims, his voice raising a couple of octaves as he looks at you. You blink a couple of times. “Let me spell it out for, Y/N, I like you! A whole lot!”

You swallow the gasp that threaten to leave your mouth and stare at him some more. “You must have done a very good job of hiding it because whenever I am around, you always feel annoyed!” You refute, refusing to believe that Wally could ever like you. You try your hardest to smother the hope that is growing bigger as Wally’s emotion becomes more apparent to you.

Wally groans before dropping his arms to his sides. “That’s because I get super nervous and I always feel like a high school kid with his first girl crush and it’s so annoying – I don’t find you annoying!” He grunts before crossing his arms. “I like you, okay?”

You bite the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from smiling widely. “Can I get back to this confession later?” You ask and almost regretted asking because how instantaneously Wally’s shoulders drop and his face is blank of any expressions too. You can feel the hurt and disappointment coming off of him and using your free – uninjured hand – you place it on his face, causing him to look at you with a sad smile on his face. “I really need to get my arm checked and the pain is really killing me right now, Wally.”

As if he only just remembers about your broken arm, Wally gasps before gently lifting you in his arms, causing you to let out a yelp because oh boy, when did Wally get all of these wonderful muscles. “I forgot! Let’s go.” Wally didn’t even give you a chance before rushing you off to the medical bay to get your arm treated. Let’s just say, the rest of the day is spent with the two of you actually talking about your feelings and Wally’s feelings for you.

Sex With Kyle Spencer [HCs]

Request: “HC of things pre death Kyle would like in sex ;)” - Anon

Count: 18

A/N: I feel so bad about the Kyle thing last week but nobody sent another thing to my inbox. Does anyone still want it?

EDIT, 6/17/17: There’s two variants of this post. The first one is hidden from my masterlist. You can access it here.

Originally posted by ta-ta-tate

  • We’ve already established that Kyle is a huge sweetie
  • He’s almost always gentle
  • The only time that he’s rough is when you’ve asked him to be
  • And he 100% puts your pleasure over his
  • There are some nights where you’ll come two or three times, but he won’t even once
  • But both of you are totally fine with that, because it’ll all get evened out
  • He can be kinky, but not too kinky
  • Because he mostly just makes love, which is a more passionate thing in his eyes
  • I could totally see him being into spanking, and probably orgasm denial when he’s in the mood for it
  • If his partner liked something particular, I think he’d give it a try
  • He’s a boob guy, no doubt
  • They might’ve lost their charm a few times from how many pairs he’s seen (c’mon, he’s a frat boy), but it always bounces back
  • And I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but he has this adorable accent???
  • It sounds amazing when it’s moaning your name
  • Especially if it’s one of those quiet, soft ones
  • After sex, cuddling is a top priority, if the two of you have time for it
  • But sometimes, it’s a “oh God, we’re going to be late for class” moment
  • No matter what, though, he always tells you some “always and forever” type shit before you part
Jealous

Theo Raeken x Reader

Requested by anonymous. I hope you like this. I’m so sorry it’s short.

Summary: Jealous and protective Theo.

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

You were talking with Scott. Not looking around your surroundings. Not seeing the stares of other students, and the glaring of your boyfriend.

You were just asking Scott for the pointers of the test. You were going to ask Stiles but he doesn’t seem to trust you, knowing that you were in a relationship with Theo.

So you asked Scott instead. He answered you, smiling even. 

“Thanks! I have to go now, I’ll see you at lunch?”

“Yeah! Sure.”

You waved goodbye and went to class.

 *time skip to lunch at the cafeteria*

Y/N’s P.O.V

I went inside the cafeteria and saw the pack in one table. I went to the table and sat beside Theo. I smiled at everyone and proceeded with my lunch. I suddenly smelled anger. I looked up and looked around the cafeteria but saw that everyone were either talking, eating, and some were smiling.

I looked at our table and saw Scott (staring) looking at me. I am confused, why is he staring at me, did I do something? And then I saw Theo. He was the one I was smelling(that’s sounds weird). Why is Scott staring at me and then Theo glaring at him.

I felt uncomfortable under Scott’s stare. I cleared my throat, and stood up. 

“I’m finished. Theo, let’s go?”

Theo was still glaring at Scott, but nodded. Scott was pulled out of his trance, and continued eating. 

When Theo and I got out of the cafeteria, I heard Malia ask Scott a question.

“Why were you staring at her? It made her uncomfortable, you know?”

Theo growled, I looked at him and held his left hand. I started walking, making sure(I was pulling) Theo was following.

We reached the lacrosse field, and I pulled him to the benches, to seat.

“Are you ok?”

Theo just grumbled.

“Are you mad?”

He didn’t say or make any sound. So I guess I was right.

“I’m sorry. If I did anything wrong, then I’m sorry.”

He looked at me. 

“Don’t apologize, if you don’t know what you’re apologizing for.” And the he looked away again.

“You’re jealous, aren’t you?”

“What?” He glared at me. And I knew I was correct.

“So I was right. You were jealous.”

He just glared at me and grumbled.

“You don’t have to be jealous, you know? I am your girlfriend. I don’t want to be with Scott or anyone else. I want to be with you.”

He looked at me, and kissed me. I kissed back. We pulled away for air.

“You’re mine, alright? No one can take you from me.”

I nodded, and smiled at him.

“I’m yours, and you’re mine. No one can take you away from me, and no one can take me away from you.”

He seemed satisfied. I hugged him, we stayed like that for the rest of lunch.


YEY! It’s short though, but I still hope you like it. I felt awkward writing the kissing part, so it didn’t turn out well. Send me asks/requests, I finished all the asks/requests.

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