if-you-insist

anonymous asked:

Hello :) If its possible do you think you could write something for Lucy, Levy, Erza, and Juvia (and possibly Mira) comparing baby bumps and talking about their babies?

All five of them being pregnant at the same time was a wild, hilarious concept to me. Hahahaha. Like, wow, all of them have been busy, I guess. I didn’t write Mira as pregnant but I did use her as my point of view and involve her in the antics. 

;The Size Of The Matter

‘It’s twins,’ Mira said, placing a tray laden with soft drinks on the table.

Levy gasped and shifted uncomfortably in her seat. ‘Don’t even say that.’

‘It is,’ she insisted. ‘You’re going to have twins.’

Levy rubbed a hand over her swollen belly and searched Mira’s gaze with large, fearful eyes. They’d recently had a conversation about how large Gajeel was and how big his babies might be. The thought of giving birth to something the size of a watermelon had resulted in Levy closing herself in the guild library and researching pain-free methods of childbirth. And then she’d cried. And laughed. And panicked until Gajeel wrestled the door open and promised her she’d be okay.

‘Twins would be cute,’ Lucy said. ‘I mean, you could have a boy and a girl. Either way, they’d be siblings. Wouldn’t that be nice?’

‘What do you want, Lucy?’ Mira asked.

Lucy smiled. ‘A girl, I think.’ Then her expression turned serious. ‘Natsu wants a boy, though. I think he wants to replicate what he had with Igneel. I don’t really mind, though.’

Mira’s heart fluttered at the memories of Natsu’s stories. He and Igneel had had a wonderful relationship. No matter the gender, she knew he’d be a wonderful, sweet father, though perhaps a little overenthusiastic at times. 

‘It’s hard to believe Juvia and Lucy are both five months along,’ Juvia said, easing her feet up onto the empty chair beside her.

‘I’m quite envious, too,’ Erza said, leaning across the table to stare at Lucy’s stomach. ‘Lucy’s stomach has barely grown at all.’

‘She doesn’t eat as much cake as you,’ Mira teased.

Erza shot Mira a warning glance, but Mira happily ignored it. 

‘It’s the baby,’ Erza said. ‘He or she has quite the sweet tooth.’

‘Erza,’ Lucy started, taking a sip from her glass, ‘didn’t you just find out you’re pregnant?’

All eyes slid to Erza. 

‘Yeah,’ Levy said. ‘How can you be jealous of Lucy’s stomach when you’re the smallest of us all?’

Erza offered a thin smile. ‘I just wanted to participate.’

‘Jellal is spoiling her already,’ Juvia swooned. ‘He brings sweets to the guild often.’

‘What about you?’ Lucy asked. ‘Gray brings you sweets too. Didn’t he carry you home yesterday?’

Juvia’s cheeks flushed. ‘That’s because Juvia’s feet keep swelling up.’

Mira glanced between the four of them. ‘Our guild is going to become rowdy, huh?’

Erza laughed at that. ‘What do you mean by that? Our guild is already rowdy.’

‘Agreed,’ Lucy said. ‘There have been more fights this past week than I can recall happening in the past.’

‘That’s because the boys are fighting over you ladies,’ Mira said, giving them a playful wink.

‘Fighting over us?’ Levy asked.

‘Yes.’ Mira brushed her hands on her apron. ‘Over whose belly will be the fattest.’

Lucy paled. ‘They what?’

‘Then Juvia will eat as much as she can to ensure Gray wins the fight!’ Juvia announced.

Levy grimaced. ‘I don’t want to get any bigger. I can barely stand up as it is.’

‘Lucy definitely won’t win,’ Erza noted. ‘I’m beginning to think there isn’t a baby in there at all.’

‘There is,’ Lucy insisted. ‘I was there for the making of said baby. Believe me, I know it’s in there.’

Mira laughed at Lucy’s honesty. 

‘I don’t want to give birth to a watermelon,’ Levy cried.

‘Aren’t you due in less than a week?’ Lucy asked her.

Levy burst into a fit of tears. 

As the girls dissolved into their nonsensical bickering, Mira shuffled away from the table, proud of her little antics, and happily resumed her place behind the bar. Peering out into the guild, she glanced at the faces of her loved ones, of her family, and smiled at the fond memories they brought.

‘Say, Master,’ she whispered, thoughts of Makarov seizing her heart in a tight and painful grip. ‘Please watch over Fairy Tail’s newest members when they arrive, as you watched over us before them.’

Got7 Reaction to You Being Ticklish

For: Anon<3

Mark

Mark would always get you when you least expect it. He would start tickling you when you start to fall asleep or wile you were cuddling. He insisted that he did it because he thought you liked it but you knew the purpose of him tickling you was to torture you. 

Originally posted by pinkhoodiemark

JB

Jaebum found out that you were ticklish but only because you started tickling him first. You two grew unnaturally cautious of one another, always looking over your shoulder and holding on to you sides just in case the other was going to try something.

Originally posted by mintokkies

Jackson

When Jacks found out, he decided that it would be good to only use it to cheer you up. He would only engage in tickle wars if he saw that you were down or upset. If his funny jokes, silly faces or his presence alone didn’t make you happy, tickling would at least get you to crack a smile. 

Originally posted by defwang

Jinyoung

When it came do to your relationship, things were usually very calm. But when he found out you were ticklish, your usually quiet evenings turned into you running away from him and screaming at the top of you lungs.

Originally posted by jypnior

Youngjae

After he found out that you were ticklish, he would try to tickle you all of the time. But when he went a little too far, you would drop subtle threats, which scared him.

Originally posted by ithadtobeyouforever

BamBam

BamBam always knew that you were ticklish but he never told you he knew. One day you kept messing with you and he started attacking your feet that were on his lap. You fell off of the couch and all he said was “Yeah, I knew”

Originally posted by umma-jy

Yugyeom

He lifted his hand up to your side as he tried to walk past you and as soon as he touched you, you caved into yourself. He was concerned at first but when he dug his fingers into your side once again and watched you react in they same dramatic way, he caught on quickly

Originally posted by got7gifs

anonymous asked:

how would mccree, hanzo, and 76 react to their s/o being a human-like alien?

McCree


He thinks that you’re just playing a little joke on him, just laughing and you look a little hurt. He apologises immediately as you insist that you’re an alien. He’s interested in learning about your world, wanting to know everything you can think about it. 

Hanzo


He tells you to stop playing a joke on him, his face completely blank. As you keep insisting that it’s true he just raises an eyebrow. You pull him into a field, throwing branches and plants off of your ship to show him. He apologises, he should have believed you as you had no reason to lie.

Soldier 76


Surprisingly for such a level-headed person, he immediately believes you. He trusts that you are telling the truth. He’s a little curious from where you’re from, you taking him outside at night to point out the general direction. He does make subtle jokes about it, saying that you’re out of this world

“being able to separate a fictional ship from real relationships” fuck u beverly some of us internalized, at an early age, those shitty values presented on screen as acceptable and desirable, and opened up the door for future abuse later in life. because we saw this behavior as acceptable and as #goals, we allowed it to happen to us. I got hurt because I saw a dozen nos get turned into a yes by a man. I let a man use me and hurt me because I thought he knew better and he knew what I wanted and I would tell him I love him and get back “I know.”

it doesn’t matter if it was a fictional relationship. it happened to me. that kind of behavior, I saw it on screen and thought it was okay in real life.

if you are so fucking insistent on watching abuse happen on screen, we need to see CONSEQUENCES. We need to see the perpetrator get punished and we need to see the victim heal. we need to see toxic relationships end and both parties move on. relationship violence and toxicity shouldn’t be glamorized on screen or relied upon for plot or shock value. it’s time for that shit to get the fuck out of here.

Prompt 1: Sleeping

Hey guys! Here’s a little fluffy blurb for the gtjsefanclub anniversary prompt week! ^^ It’s quite short, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless!


The sound of the clock ticking echoed in your ears.

You shift uncomfortably on your makeshift bed. The ticking never reached your former home, hidden away in the walls of the house. Ever since the human had discovered you, however, and insisted on caring for you, you had complied, going against every instinct in doing so.

It certainly wasn’t the worse decision you’d ever made. You had clothes, food, everything you could ever need…and more. You had company, which was rare for your kind.

But the sound of the clock ticking at night was not a change you embraced. This was the third night in a row you had failed to succumb to sleep, and you resigned to simply lying there.

Suddenly, the sound of covers rustling beside sends a jolt of panic through you. You know the human is friendly, but seeing his movements magnified to a scale you’ve been trained to fear, well…it’s taking some getting used to. You sit up slowly as you watch him do the same, his clear blue eyes bleary with sleep.

“Everything okay?” he says softly, his voice rumbling gently in the near-silence.

You nod quickly. “Y-yeah,” you respond softly before remembering to raise your voice for him. “Just…having trouble sleeping.”

His eyebrows knit together, and before you know what’s happening, a pair of fingers as large as your entire body have closed around your frame and swiftly placed you down on the pillow beside him.

“This better?” he whispers as you regain your bearings.

“Um…” You glance into his eyes, which are full of a concern so genuine you can’t help but smile. “Yes. Better. Thank you.”

He slowly eases himself back into a sleeping position, and you follow suit, the gentle sounds of his breathing overpowering the ticking of the clock.

A smile still lingering on your lips, you drift off into the most peaceful slumber you’ve had in weeks.

enchiridionelm  asked:

To the college student struggling with feelings of failure: add me, bro. We can talk. I have been you. As for the accommodations, you have to insist. This is the hardest part, and it's oh so much easier if you're having a good day with a lot of self esteem, but try it for me anyway. Insist that there is a problem. Insist that you want to look at treatment. Agree that you don't know the cause, if it'll placate them, but there IS A PROBLEM and you want to work toward a solution. Rest. Insist.

!!! Thank u! Networking and finding support are super important

anonymous asked:

How would 2D be with a S/O who has really bad sleep paralysis, and are usually too scared to sleep? (sorry if this is a weird request)

No not a weird question at all! Hope you like it :) Xx


- You didnt tell 2D in the first place. You didnt want to bother him with this stupid thing, so you just stayed awake for most nights. You would spend your days being unbelievable tired, but you always tried to act happy and joyful when 2D was around. You would take some occasional naps, but sometimes the paralysis would get worse again and you would freak out. 

- 2D would find out at some point, due to you almost collapsing because of your lack of sleep. He would ask you what is going on and when you don’t want to answer him, he insist you take a nap. 

- He carries you to the bedroom and you’re trying to refuse, but knows it won’t help. He just lays down next to you, arms wrapped around you and waits for you to fall asleep. You are first afraid and then tell him about the sleep paralysis. 

- He would understand and tell you that you don’t have to worry. He will be with you the entire time, you only needed to feel safe with him and that you did. 

- You had your first okay sleep in a long time. Having 2D by your side made you calm down and more relaxed. This turns in to a habit of 2D just holding you while you were trying to sleep if the paralysis got really bad again. Even when he is not there, just his pillow or a sweater helps you now. Because the smell and touch of 2D makes you feel safe and it really helps you fall asleep.

movie tropes that will never get old to me:

  • a thing happens + two people exchanging money in the back
  • fourth wall breaking
  • “give up all your weapons” and that one guy that spends the entire evening taking his weights worth out his pockets
  • *a terribly loud crash* meowing/ car sirens heard offscreen
  • alternatively: a terribly loud crash and one of the characters going “oops” in the most casual voice
  • “fuck you” “well if you insist”
spaces in between (m)

Pairing: Fratboy!Jung Hoseok x Reader

Summary: When you were maddeningly in love with your best friend/fuck buddy, bringing him as a date to a wedding was probably not the best idea.

Genre/Count: Smut & Fluff [ NC-17 ]   |   11.7k words

Note: alkewrjaer so excited to finally post this after sitting in my drafts for years. meet m’boy fuccboi!hoseok.


It was never a good idea and you should’ve stopped it from the first time, or the first week, the first month, before it went too far. But you didn’t. You were sucked into his world and him into yours. Although your lives were entangled from the very beginning, it was never meant to go this far.

Hoseok pushed himself into you again, feeling the tightness wrapping snugly around him as he released a low groan of pleasure. “Fuck, you feel so good, always so good.” He buried his face in your neck as you twisted your fingers into the soft strands of his chocolate locks. He growled and thrusted into you over and over, bringing you to the edge. “Babe, shit. Goddamn, you’re so tight. Pussy always so good for me. Only for me.” He jerked his hips particularly hard, hitting that delicious spot inside of you. “Tell me.”

“Only for you,” you echoed in a gasp, head thrown back as your body arched off the bed. His mouth captured one of your peaks. The heat a contrast against the cool of his room. His abs, defined and beautiful, were layered by a sheen layer of sweat as he pounded into you. Moans tumbled from both your lips, swallowed by his mouth covering yours.

“So goddamn beautiful,” he muttered, nipping his way down your jaw and your neck. He knew you hated it when he marked you, hated it because everyone could see. What he didn’t know was that you mostly hated it because it made things more real than it actually was. A whine left your lips as he continued to print shades of blue onto the canvas of your skin. “I’m so close, babe, come with me.”

And you would. You always did, after all. Your fingers found purchase on his broad shoulders as he moved faster, pushing into you deeper and harder. The tension coiled in your stomach as the electricity coursed through your veins and straight to the space between your thighs, space filled by, and only by, Hoseok. The orgasm wracked shudders in your body as you let out a cry, the same time Hoseok groaned into your neck. Heavy breaths heaved your chest as Hoseok pulled out with a small grunt and slumped onto the space next to you.

The two of you laid in silence for a few minutes. The deafening emptiness drawing your fears forward. It always happened. No matter how many times you’ve been in bed with him, you’ve regretted every single one. The two of you were stuck in this limbo with too many questions and not a single answer.

Answers you sought and answers he couldn’t give.

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anonymous asked:

*Whispers* will we ever get a lost keith update?

alright my dudes, here’s the 4th and final part of lost keef :) 

(i really hope this format is ok… this is my first time mixing texts and actual fic-style writing so i hope it makes sense and flows ok!)

part 1!!  |   part 2!!   |   part 3!!

Lance’s phone toppled to the floor of the cockpit as he sprinted for the exit. Fiery adrenaline coursed through his veins and his heartbeat pounded in his ears - a steady thrum of “Keith, Keith, Keith”. He rounded corner after corner, firing his rifle blindly and taking out galra drones left and right before finally (and impatiently) arriving at his destination.

As his weapon fired one last blast into the lock, he swung open the door and was surprised to find Keith sitting unceremoniously in the middle of the room. Darkness surrounded him and he was tied down, but when his eyes met Lance’s, a handful of emotions flooded his expression; shock, fear, hope, dread, each one seamlessly right after the other.

“Lance!” Keith cried, the shackles on his wrists clanked as they stopped him from reaching out. “Oh god, please leave… Lotor will -”

Lance wordlessly stomped across the room and planted his feet on either side of Keith’s before protectively holding the red paladin’s face between his hands. Bruises painted the pale skin of Keith’s face and he flinched when Lance reached out to him. He looked so… different. Lance could’ve gone his whole life without seeing Keith look as frail and defenseless as he did then.

“Forget about him, alright? I’m getting you out of here.”

“Y-you found me…” Keith stuttered out, leaning carefully into Lance’s touch.

“Of course I did, Mullet.” Lance smirked before shifting forward and pressing a possessive kiss into Keith’s forehead, “I love you. I’m saving you.”

A small smile played across Keith’s lips and Lance’s heart fluttered at the thought of getting his teammate back to safety in the castle ship. He couldn’t stop himself from smiling back and brushing a gentle thumb across a pale cheekbone but just when he started to forget where they were and why, Keith’s dark eyes darted past Lance’s gaze and fear replaced all the positive emotions the blue paladin had managed to coax out.

“Say cheese,” The shutter of an iPhone camera clicked, accompanying a sickeningly smooth voice that Lance knew belonged to Lotor without even looking. He turned and stood instantly, trying his best to shield Keith’s body with his own.

Remembering that his helmet was still functional, Lance jumped at the opportunity to alert the others as to where they were (which in hindsight he should’ve done right away but he’d yell at himself for that later).

“Guys! I found Keith! We’re in the room past the –” Lance’s words jolted to an involuntary stop and his teeth rattled in his head at the unexpected impact. When had he fallen to the floor? It had all happened so fast. He spat out blood and looked up to see Lotor standing above him, fists drawn.

“You really think I’d let you finish that sentence?” Lotor laughed, smirking evilly down at the blue paladin. Lance hated making eye contact with him, especially when he’d finally had the privilege of seeing Keith again; he never wanted to look at anyone else. His eyes avoided his aggressor’s gaze and darted up to his teammate instead.

Keith’s face was contorted in pure fear - something Lance had never witnessed before and never wanted to again. This was Keith, for god’s sake. Strong, stubborn, fearless Keith; the red paladin, known for always charging into dangerous situations without a second thought because he was crazy and hotheaded and lacked foresight. The memory of that Keith filled Lance’s entire being and fueled him to push forward. 

He sprung off the ground with newfound determination and managed to pin the unsuspecting Lotor down on his back. Lance hovered above him, glaring angrily down at the galran prince. 

“It’s quite pathetic, really,” Lotor began with a smile before Lance could get out any of the furious words his mouth considered, “He was so passionate and tenacious when he first arrived… But I showed him your messages everyday and he lost determination rather quickly.”

Lance’s arms were busy holding the prince down, so the rage that consumed him had nowhere else to escape but through a powerful headbutt (that he regretted almost instantly). He saw stars.

“Lance!” Keith screamed, but Lotor was already up off the ground and stalking across the room in Keith’s direction. Keith tried his best to avoid looking at Lotor; he’d learned over the last few weeks that that was the best course of action when trying to avoid making the prince angry.

Lotor reached out a hand and gripped the red paladin’s throat roughly, cutting off Keith’s breathing as quickly as he could. Keith trained his eyes on Lance, hoping that if he didn’t make it, at least he’d die looking at the person he loved. The edges of his vision darkened and he stayed silent - he knew Lotor was saying something to him, but he ignored him and kept watching Lance.

He would be okay as long as he could see Lance, and in that moment he could.

He saw Lance sit up. He saw Lance reach for his blaster. He saw Lance aim and he saw Lotor fall to the ground. The last thing he saw before slipping into unconsciousness was Lance running to his side.

~

When Keith fell out of the healing pod, the first thing he saw was Lance. 

Lance caught him and smiled down at him with that sparkly smile he used to use exclusively on pretty girls while crooning things like “Hellooo gorgeous, the name’s Lance”  and snapping finger guns in their direction. Keith chuckled at the memory and smiled back, earning a bright red blush from Lance.

“Thank you, L-” But the blue paladin wasn’t nearly patient enough to let him finish. His lips found Keith’s and didn’t let go until they both gasped for air. 

When they pulled apart, the other members of their team had long since left the room to give them more privacy and the smile shared between them was equal parts unsteady and elated. 

“Thank you for saving me,” Lance whispered into the dark hair above Keith’s ear. The red paladin jumped back in reply and quirked a confused eyebrow in Lance’s direction.

“B-but… You saved me…?”

“You have no idea how many times I almost gave up… Or how close I was to believing the others when they insisted you must be dead, Keith. I couldn’t eat or sleep or… anything. When you texted me back, you saved me. You brought me back and gave me a reason to fight again… So, thank you.”

Keith forced out a small laugh to cover the emotion stuck in his throat; he threaded his fingers into the hair at the base of Lance’s neck and pulled him in for another kiss. He stopped just before their lips met and looked directly into Lance’s deep blue eyes with a genuine smile.

 “You’re welcome.”

You

Originally posted by rossfbutlers


Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader

Request: “17 - Zach Dempsey”

Prompt:

17. “Well, she’s hot. Why don’t you try to date her?”

Word count: 1.530

Posted: 16th of May 2017

A/N: OMG! It’s my baby’s birthday, happy birthday to my angel and cinnamon roll, and I would appreciate it if you talk about MILES in my ask box. I am disappointed and sad too, so Miles would really cheer me up right now. I am so tired and I have some tests and oral tests for tomorrow, that sucks! I hate school so much and I can’t wait for it to end. Honestly.
I hope that you like this Zach imagine and I would appreciate it if you send some requests. Thank you so much, I love you all.

- G. x

Warning: few bad words, I think.


“Zachary Dempsey!” You shouted as you tried to catch your best friend’s attention. You were complaining about some iniquities of your Maths teacher about your surprised long test earlier that day, but you stopped when you noticed that he wasn’t listening to you.

You decided to have a picnic after school as you wanted to study for your Peer Communications exam together. Your final exams were coming soon and school was about to end, finally.

The day seemed so calm and tranquil. The mild and fine weather just came in as the colourful flowers bloomed and the trees suddenly became green. The heat of the sun kissed your skin as the howling gale made your hair sway in different directions and the only noise that could be heard was your fussy voice, together with the chirping of the birds.

“What the hell?” He jumped a little bit, accidentally throwing his pen on the blanket that you were sitting on. “What is your problem?” He asked with his furrowed eyebrows, still having his gaze concentrated in somewhere else.

“Dude, I was blabbering with no one!” You nudged him to catch his attention, but he was lost in his thoughts once again so you followed his lost gaze.

Your heart suddenly ached and your chest tightened as you saw him staring at a familiar and pretty girl from afar.

“Hannah.” You slowly nodded your head as you closed your heavy and thick Communications textbook. You remained in silence as you dealt with the deafening sound of the falling fragments of your heart.

Honestly? You really liked Zach since your Sophomore year. It started with a simple and innocent crush, but you started going out as friends and your feelings for him just grew wider and deeper. You tried to repress every emotion that you felt for him by avoiding him once, but it was useless because you kept on falling in love with him more and more every day, at first slowly, but then all at once.

“What’s up with her?” You curiously asked as you twiddled with the pen in your right hand. You stared at Zach and he suddenly looked at you.

“Just thinking about what happened during Valentine’s Day.” Zach answered and he flashed you a sad smile. You corrugated your forehead as he said that he didn’t have any date that night and he was going out with his friends, but it came out that he was with her, at least, that was what you expected that happened. “Don’t look at me like that, because I know what you’re thinking!” He playfully ruffled your hair and he gave you some loud laughs.

“Why? What am I thinking about?” You asked as you pretended to be innocent, obviously didn’t want to be caught.

“I was with my friends that night, stop being jealous.” He joked and he just laughed even harder when he received a loud slap on his arm, it didn’t have any effects on him as he was strong and muscular.

“I never thought that you weren’t with them!” You rolled your eyes as you lied through your teeth. Zach shook his head happily and you noticed how enthusiastic he was when you acted jealous around him.

“Yeah, right!” He rolled his eyes and he watched Hannah reading a book from afar. You watched her too and, although you could barely see her, you still had the chance to admire her features: long brown wavy hair, pink rosy cheeks and red full lips. She was beautiful and you couldn’t deny that it wasn’t impossible to like her, nevertheless her bad reputation at school. “Her date was Marcus.”

“They hang out together?” You curiously asked. Marcus had a really different behaviour compared to Hannah and it was strange for them to go on a date together.

“The Dollar Valentine of the cheerleaders.” He shortly answered as he finally closed his textbook too. You remembered how your previous Valentine’s Days went in the past few years and you were thankful that you decided to stay with your parents this year. “Marcus was an asshole though.”

“I have always said it.” You proudly stated as you flashed him a convinced wide smile. Zach nodded his head as he was agreeing to what you have just said. “Then what happened?”

“Well, he thought that Hannah was an easy one, just like what those school walls heard from some students about her.” Zach looked at you and he caught your eyes, but quickly looked away. “Long story short: Marcus wanted to have sex with her and, of course, Hannah rejected him.”

“Damn it! Where’s the fucking respect?” You complained and you furrowed your eyebrows as Marcus’ behaviour disgusted you. How can a man do something like that? It wasn’t even a behaviour to consider.

“I know.” Zach shortly answered. “Hannah spent the night crying as I remained with her, trying to make her laugh.”

“And?” You raised your shoulders as you waited for further explanations.
“And nothing, I talked and she listened. Nothing more.” Zach honestly answered and a dead silence was created between the two of you.

You knew Zach perfectly and you’ve always noticed it whenever he would lie about things. It didn’t seem that he was lying, so you believed him, although you still thought that he liked her.

Well, she’s hot. Why don’t you try to date her?” You suddenly blurted out as you were trying to find some interesting topics to talk about. You hated the silence when it came to Zach, you find it annoying when you couldn’t find any topic to discuss about.

“What?” Zach slightly shouted and you could say that he was shocked too. He didn’t expect you to say those things. You couldn’t understand why you chose that topic out of all the possible topics in the world, it was embarrassing and you somehow hinted him that you didn’t find him interesting nor you weren’t interested in him.

“Well,” You knew that you couldn’t take everything back anymore. You were afraid of what he might say about it, but you needed to go with the flow. “she’s beautiful. Isn’t she?”

“She is,” Zach honestly answered and you harshly felt a dart hitting perfectly the bullseye of your heart. “but it doesn’t mean that I want to date her.” He emphasized his words, trying to make you understand his point.

“Why not, Dempsey?” You pushed yourself to the limit and you still continued on teasing Zach, even though you knew that it wouldn’t be a good thing for you.

“Because it’s a no, (Y/N)!” Zach ruffled your hair once again and you just laughed as you noticed that he was starting to be annoyed. He’s never liked it whenever you would take care of his relationships, neither when you talk about your celebrity crushes or your admiration for some people.

“Tell me why!” You insisted and you kept on laughing as Zach gave you a death glare.

You held your stomach as you cried for your happiness. Annoyed Zach was the best Zach and you just loved it. Your laughter, though, was interrupted when Zach wrapped his arms around your neck and pulled you backwards, making you lean your body on his chest.

“What the he-“ You were about to complain for his unexpected actions, but then he suddenly pressed his lips on yours to shut you up. You were obviously shocked, because why would he do such thing?

Your eyes grew wide as the happening still had to sink in your mind, but as soon as Zach moved his lips to deepen the kiss, you flutter shut your eyes and enjoyed the movements of your lips as they locked and fitted perfectly. You started to play with his hair and he caressed your face, slowly drawing some circles on your burning cheeks.

“That’s why, (Y/N)! I’d like to date you, instead of her, because I love you!” Zach whispered in your ear, confessing his feelings as you broke the kiss in need of air. He let your head rest on his chest and you flashed him a wide smile. “Is that clear now?”

“More than clear, Dempsey!” You laughed and you rolled your eyes as you lingered the smell of his perfume on his neck. You loved his scent and you couldn’t deny that he attracted you even more.

“So?” He raised an eyebrow as he held your hand tightly, interlacing his fingers with yours. “Can I try to date you, instead?”

“Try?” You jokingly questioned him. “I thought we are already dating?”

“Well, your thoughts are never wrong.” He winked at you and you both let out some soft giggles, being happy and thankful of the fast, but great moment that happened just a few minutes ago.

Being happy is underestimated, it is stereotypical, but Zach? Zach had that capacity to take you to another world, to make you discover new emotions to feel whenever you were with him. You were beyond happy for sure, because it was you who he wanted to be with and not anyone else. He chose you and, like what he has said, he loved you.


#DateMeBuckyBarnes (Part 15)

Summary: When Hollywood’s heartthrob Bucky Barnes breaks up with his girlfriend, you jokingly tag him in a selfie on Instagram to express your desire to date him. What you don’t expect is a response from the man himself [Modern AU].

Word Count: 1,149

‘#DateMeBuckyBarnes’ Masterlist

A/N: Shoutout to @lovellylittlelonely for reading this over and sending words of encouragement :) I really need to try to cut down the length of these chapters, my gosh. 

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

You entered the apartment building a little after seven in the evening. Due to Daisy’s insistence, you had dinner with her and Jemma after work to discuss the upcoming projects at the company. Discussion about your ‘blossoming’ relationship with Bucky came up as well which didn’t surprise you. In almost every conversation you had with your friends, he always came up. 

Over two months have passed since Bucky’s impromptu road trip to the seaside occurred, and your relationship with him changed after that moment. Bucky became a big part of your life and everyone noticed. Aside from your friends, the celebrity news and social media sites kept talking about what went on between you and Bucky. Unsurprisingly, the attention didn’t faze him at all, but he hated the fact that everyone pried into your life.

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Trope Writing for Millennials

HIghschool AU: You meet in the school counsellor’s office and bond over realizing you’re never going to be able to afford a secondary education.

CoffeeShop AU: You’re the barista with a Bachelor’s Degree in Education who works three jobs to make rent and he’s the cutie who busks on the corner so he can eat and pays for his coffee in dimes. He also has a useless accounting certificate and $80,000 in defaulted student loans. It’s love at first sight.

Roomates/Bedsharing: Vacancy rates in your city are under 1% and you’re sharing an illegal shoebox ‘basement suite’ that used to be a storage locker. Also, you’re an unpaid intern.

Friends to Lovers: The online dating world is terrifying so you marry your best friend for the tax benefits and so his insurance will cover your dental surgery.

Kid Fic: You got married young and are now working round the clock and struggling to raise two kids in a shitty economy where anyone at least 10 years your senior continually tells you you’re lazy and entitled. Bonus: One of your kids has a chronic illness and is on expensive medication.

Period AU: You miss your period and break down sobbing when you remember all the Planned Parenthood clinics have been defunded and/or closed. In a shocking twist, you’re not pregnant, but you do have endometriosis and need a hysterectomy. You get denied for insurance because being born with a uterus is a preexisting condition. These stories are full of angst and don’t have happy endings.

Fix-It Fic: Where you keep up a glamorous, yet simplified double life in your head that runs alongside the insanity of your real life, just to keep yourself going. In mine I’m engaged to Tyler Hoechlin and we’re having a baby through a surrogate.

Crossover Fic: When all the shitty aspects of your life converge to make sure you’re as low as you can be. Like when your overly critical mother insists you go shopping with her for clothes you can’t afford and you run into your ex (your parent’s favourite, of course) who is now engaged to the co-worker who just got promoted over you, not because they were more qualified, but because their “uncle” owns the company.

Feel free to add your own!

Dating Jughead Jones would include:

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• stealing his beanie and him hating it every single time

• “You know, I do need that.”

• “but my head is cold.”

• him showing you his writing and asking for your opinion, especially when he’s stuck

• spending hours and hours at Pop’s with him, helping with Blue and Gold stuff, even though you aren’t technically a part of it

• letting him steal the cherry from your milkshake even though you love them

• stealing fries off his plate as your twisted revenge

• “Hey! Fries are off limits!”

• “I’m paying for both of us!”

• him being slightly possessive over you and you loving it completely

• helping him when he has no where to stay

• he takes a while to open up but after that he confides in you with everything

• literally

e v e r y t h i n g

• from his emotional issues to his mildly unconventional sexual fantasies

• helping him play out those fantasies

• sticking by him when he joins the Serpents

• also secretly loving the dangerous side that comes out in him because of that

• staying with him all the time when his south side host family let’s him stay at FP’s empty place (which is often)

• stealing his Serpents jacket

• he doesn’t hate that at all, in fact it’s one of his favourite things to come home to

• “Hey babe, I’ll be home in an hour.”

• “That’s so long though!”

• “Put on the jacket and I might make it back in 45 minutes.”

• “That’s literally all I’m wearing.”

• “… I’m coming home now.”

• going with him to see FP every week at least once

• FP l o v i n g you and insisting Jug at least introduce you to the Serpents

• he does, proudly, and they all welcome you with open arms

• going to visit him at Southside High whenever possible

• he gets more and more open with PDA the longer you’re together, even more so when someones making eyes at you

• him standing in the hallway when you’re in the shower because you sing when you shower and he loves your voice

• watching movies you hate all the time because you know how much he loves them

• gentle, sweet kisses in the morning and right after you sleep together

• him constantly making sure you’re comfortable

• “Forsythe Pendleton Jones The Third!”

• “what did I do now?!”

• hanging out with the gang and constantly being asked about your intimate details

• “okay, but who takes charge?”

• “why would we tell you th-”

• “Jug does.”

• he pretends he hates it but you don’t miss the little smirk on his face when you brag and gush about him

• him never being afraid to cry in front of you

• texting snail emojis back and forth when you aren’t together just to make sure each other is okay

• “why did we choose snails?”

• “because it takes you six years to text back”

• *three hours later* “oh yeah”

• “you did that on purpose”

• not saying ‘I love you’ often but meaning it so deeply when you do

• feeling safe

• making him feel safe

• being his family

I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Thirteen

Summary: You travel to Rome and meet up with the Padaleckis. Thomas has some questions about your relationship, and you fight homesickness by FaceTiming with Danneel and JJ
Words: 4k
Jared x Reader x Gen, Misha, Tom, Shep, Jensen, Danneel, JJ
Warnings: brief angst
Beta: @blacksiren

IKYW Masterpost

Your name: submit What is this?

You and Misha drove back down to London on Monday, the day before your flight out to Rome.

Seeing as you hadn’t visited the UK before, he insisted that you fit as many tourist-y things into the one day you had.

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Dating Archie Andrews Would Include:

• Him letting you wear his clothes because he thought you looked cute in them

• “Here- take my shirt”

• “I have my own clothes… like right there”

• “Take mine, I insist”

• Telling you about how he used to be with Grundy, and you accepting it because he realized it was wrong

• Always playing with his hair

• “It’s soft, just let me touch it for a few more minutes”

• Him returning the favour and playing with your hair too

• “I’m not gonna complain, that feels nice”

• Sleeping over at each others houses and just cuddling while watching movies

• If you couldn’t spend the night you would text each other about random things and watch movies at the same time, from your own houses

• Being a part of the gang, and having everyone bother you about Archie

• “So, is he good in bed?”

• “Kevin- stop”

• Veronica and Betty making jokes about you stealing Archie from them

• “And I thought I would get Archiekins… oh well”

• Neck kisses from both of you

• Him always tracing patterns on your arm or stomach, and you doing the same to him

• Constant little dates at Pop’s, or the drive-in before it closed

• “I really actually like your face”

• Being the first person to hear his songs when he made them

• Often sitting while he recorded and listening, helping him with lyrics when he couldn’t think of any

• Encouraging him whenever he doubted his talent

• “Maybe music isn’t for me”

• “Archie Andrews shut your mouth, you are amazing”

• Helping Archie decide whether he wanted to go live with his mom

• “I would but- all of you guys are here, especially you. I can’t leave you, and I can’t leave my dad. Not now, not while all of this is happening”

• Always playfully shoving each other

• Eating breakfast and dinner with Archie and his dad, whenever you would spend the night

• Lots of forehead kisses

• Complimenting him just to see him blush and stutter

• Always making each other laugh, often without even meaning to

• Jughead always pretending to gag when he’d see you two kiss once he started living with Archie

• “Guys, i’m in the same room, please don’t start fucking”

• “Shut up Juggie, you’re just jealous”

• Chasing each other around the house because you were playing tag, or just trying to catch each other

• Archie’s dad seeing you sometimes and just shaking his head with a smile

• “You two never will grow up, huh?”

• “Never, Mr.Andrews”

• Always saying quiet “I love you’s” to each other

• Super protective Archie

• Always going to his football games and wearing his jacket, knowing he liked seeing you in it

• “You’d better win this game for me, Andrews”

• Endless nicknames, very rarely ‘normal’ ones

• “Arch, you’re my little apricot”

• “(Y/N)… why an apricot?”

• “Don’t question me”

• Him always walking around his house shirtless when it’s hot

• “Damn, Andrews. Lookin’ good”

• Him always flushing when you’d make your usual comment about him being shirtless

• He would always jokingly respond anyways

• “It’s hot, leave me alone”

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A;N: Things and people you meet are not always what they seem. 

Pairing: StilesxReader

Author: thelittlestkitsune

Warnings: Smut. 18+ Explicit Content.

Word count: .9,612

Listen to me.

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