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Got7 Badboy!au relationship focus (Mark, Jinyoung, Jackson)

Mark

-          So people have sort of a suspicion about him

-          They have a suspicion that he’s actually kind of soft

-          Because yes, he dresses like a badboy, and he hangs out with the badboys, and he sometimes does that smoldery thing and all

-          But then he also giggles like the really cute college aged boy version of a middle school girl giggle

-          And he also has a dog, and it’s a golden retriever. Not a pitbull or a rotweiler or a german shepherd

-          A sweet, (kind of slobbery), smiley, soft golden retriever that’s trained really well and doesn’t need a leash

-          So you’d seen him around a fair bit, but you’d never talked to him and you weren’t quite sure what to think of him

-          But then he was out walking his dog around the block and apparently you guys live in the same block because you were chillin’ on a bench eatin’ food and flippin’ through ya phone

-          And then suddenly this big ol’ golden retriever prances up to you, tongue lolling and starts sniffing you and you’re like 😃 😃 😃 because dogs

-          And so you’re petting it and fluffing around it’s neck and it’s super happy while you look up to try and see if the owner is anywhere nearby

-          And then what do your pretty eyes see but MARK jogging up towards you and your eyes meet and he looks down at his feet while he’s jogging like immediately and you’ve never seen him up close before but now you do and your brain is like ‘wooooow’ and your eyes are like ‘wooooow’ and you’re just …. ‘wooooow’ (bc lbr, is there a single person on this planet who can see Mark Tuan for the first time and not be all like ‘woooow?” No. There is not.)

-          And once he reaches you he shoves his hands in his pockets and says ‘Sorry about that, normally he behaves but sometimes he just runs off like this sometimes if he sees someone he likes.’

-          And you laugh and you’re all like ‘no problem, he’s great’ and you’re smiling because this dog is just the sweetest thing and Mark think’s it’s adorable. And you say ‘I actually didn’t even know you had a dog.’

-          And he looks up kind of confused and you mentally facepalm because you two don’t actually know each other you just see him around at school and stuff, so why on earth would you know that but you say ‘oh, I’ve.. seen you around sometimes but never with this guy’ and you go back to ruffling up his fur

-          ‘oh’ and he giggles and it’s adorable

-          So you two talk a little bit, just small talk, and it’s a little shy and strange but sort of that nice kind of shy conversation where it’s a little weird but like a cute weird, not a bad weird, and you two are kind of okay with that

-          And you see him around more often with the dog and every time you do, you both talk because THE DOG, it’s ALL about the dog, no other reason that you two would want talk other than JUST for you to pet the dog… 😉

-          And then eventually one of those dog petting moments, he’s quiet for a second and then he’s like ‘Do you, maybe, wanna go out some time just us? I mean, I can bring this guy too if you want of course, but… I was thinking maybe it would be nice to… yeah…’

-          And you’re like ‘yeah, that sounds great’ so you two exchange numbers and then eventually he takes you to a diner type place for lunch and you get burgers and fries and milkshakes and while you two were walking there, he held your hand and both of you got all blushy and from that point on he always held your hand, like letting him do that was a mistake, you’re now short one hand for the rest of your life because he’s always holding it

-          And you guys talk and laugh for the whole date and then when he walks you back to your place, you kiss him on the cheek and he just

-          He dies, okay

-          But like happy dies. Like he smiles and squeals and blushes to death and it’s the most adorable thing

-          This was long, sorry not sorry, he’s too cute my fingers just went, they wouldn’t stop typing

Jinyoung

-          Badboy

-          Actual badboy

-          Flirts with literally everyone

-          Everyone

-          Got a sister? He winked at her yesterday. Got great grandparents in their 90’s? Pickup lines for days? Your dog? He brought it a rose and asked for its number after school today

-          He doesn’t actually date much, he just likes making people blush and maybe he just likes girls a little too much..?

-          He’s not a heart breaker, everyone knows how he is, but he’s always single

-          Parents hate him and teachers kind of hate him because he spends class making their girl students swoon and throwing loose smirks around the room while he kicks back in his chair and chews gum IN CLASS what a baddie

-          So the first time he sees you, he’s all feet kicked up, chewing gum in the back of class and you walk in a tad late and he sees you and he stops chewing for a second and just watches you sit down

-          And you can feel him staring at you but you make a point of not looking because ain’t nobody got time for no shameless flirt like that

-          And then when class ends, he gets out before you and as he passes your desk he kind of clucks his tongue…? You know what I mean? He just makes that clicky sound thing… and says ‘hey, cutie’ as he walks out and just leaves and all the girls just swoon and rose pedals just fall from the rafters and he’s ridiculous okay. He’s ridiculous. But it’s kind of amusing and he’s so smooth about being ridiculous that you can’t help but smirk a little bit but you also 99% keep it together

-          And you know how he is because you’ve heard of him, so that helps

-          So that’s how it goes for the next few months, he does his thing and you keep it together like 99% of the way

-          And honestly, he’s kind of intrigued because you aren’t rude to him, sometimes you banter back at him, and you’ll afford him a snort every once in a while, but you definitely don’t seem like you’re at all taken with him

-          So your friends start noticing that he’s stopped being that way so much with other people and tends to focus his energy on you most of the time and they tell you that so you start paying attention to it and you’re like ‘huh… they’re kind of right’

-          And honestly, you’re a little more taken with him then you let on because yeah he’s cute but he’s also actually really gentlemanly when he’s not being completely shameless. Like he holds the door for everyone, and he’ll actually take notes in class for a change if someone he knows is absent so that he can keep them up to speed, and once you saw him save a frog on the sidewalk from getting walked on, so that was kind of weird but also sweet I guess…?

-          One day, you were absent from school because you hadn’t been feeling well, and when you went back the next day, Jinyoung went to your desk and was like ‘Hey, you okay? You weren’t here yesterday’ (thanks for stating the obvious, Jinyoung, props)

-          And you snort ‘did you miss staring at the back of my head all class like you usually do?’ You joke, because both of you know he does that and he literally doesn’t give a flip so he’s not even shaken at all

-          ‘Well yes, I did, and I was also a little worried. I know you care a lot about your grades so its unusual for you to miss.”

-          And you actually blush a little because he was genuinely concerned, but you’re like ‘oh.. yeah, I’m okay, I was just a little sick but it’s better now.’

-          ‘Good. Here, I took notes for you so you wouldn’t miss anything. And there’s an exam coming up this Friday, do you want to study for it together?’

-          ‘Since when do you study for school?’

-          ‘Well, I was actually thinking we could study pinball at the arcade down the road and get dinner after, but if you want to study for the exam then that works too’ He smirked and in your head you were like hold up, is he asking me out…? He doesn’t go on dates…

-          But then you laughed a little and just said ‘How about we study for the exam for an hour and then study pinball after’ and he smiles really big and says he’ll drive you to the library after school

-          And at this point he’s 100% stopped flirting with everyone else but you, and he’s really sweet and helpful, and sensitive, all the time and the two of you start going out regularly so your kind of a thing and people are confused because what? He’s actually a perfect boyfriend? No one saw this coming, including you and yet here you are, sitting on your couch leaning into his shoulder with your mom cooking dinner in the other room, and his arm is over your shoulder and he kisses your temple before going back to helping you study for your bio exam tomorrow

Jackson

-          Class clown type of badboy

-          Wears the get up and goofs off, doesn’t really act too much like a badboy, just likes to go out and have fun with his friends at night a lot in pretty harmless ways, but he looks it and he’s hard not to notice so he gets labelled like that.

-          Legit though, he’s just a really wholesome person deep down

-          Loves his mama, and his whole family for that matter

-          Puts some effort into school and helps out around the house before he goes out after dinner with the bros

-          Very laugh, much jokester

-          This is probs why some of the older generation and the more uptight people at the school and around town don’t particularly like him

-          But he takes a bit of a liking to you from afar because you seem like a really good person but also kind of spunky and like to have a good time

-          And you have a great laugh, so he does his best to bring that out in class

-          So one time he leans over his desk and whispers a sort of inside joke with the students about the professor and you cant help but laugh out loud for a sec before your hand shoots over your mouth to stop you

-          But it’s too late, the professor already noticed

-          ‘Something you’d like to share with the class?’

-          ‘No, sir, I’m really sorry’

-          And he kind of gives you a look but lets you off because normally you’re a good student

-          So after class, you turn to him when you walk out and slap his arm (even though you barely know him because you never talk, you’re just classmates) and you’re like “What was that for?! Are you trying to get me in trouble?” And you scowl at him even though the joke was funny because you’d prefer your teachers to continue liking you

-          “Sorry, I didn’t mean to get you in trouble.”

-          “Then don’t next time.”

-          “Well, can I make it up to you by buying you an ice cream after school?” and he wiggles his eyebrows at you and smiles that really goofy smile

-          And you’re a little off balance now because wut, that was so sudden, but you manage a frown in spite of yourself (because yes, you’d love to say yes because you’ve seen how fantastic he usually is in spite of his reputation, but he’s not getting off quite that easy)

-          “No.” you look at him from under scrunched eyebrows, and he looked a little taken aback, and kind of sad, and a little awkward now

-          And you felt bad because you wanted to, so you kind of look down bashfully at the floor and say “But maybe if you asked me later when I’m not mad… I might be kind of okay with it.”

-          And you don’t look up but you can just feel the air around you light up with his warm smirk

-          “Ooooh. Okay. Sooo, would that be…. Like… tomorrow morning then?”

-          “I don’t know.”

-          “You’re going to make this hard for me, aren’t you?”

-          “Yep.”

-          “Well I’ll see you tomorrow morning then!” He said before prancing off down the hall while tried and failed to hide your smile as you watched him go.

-          So the next morning, he walks up to you and leans against your locker all suave like

-          “So I know this might come as a bit of a shock to you, and I don’t want you to be swept off of your feet so much that you fall over, so I’d like to give you fair warning. Are you ready?”

-          “Shoot”

-          “Can I buy you ice cream after school?”

-          And you smirk and think to yourself for a minute, and then decide to have a little more fun with him

-          “Well, I’m still a little mad, but almost there.”

-          So his face takes on a dramatic sort of look as if he’s about to start spouting poetry, and he takes your hand and holds it like he’s a prince and he says ‘Fair maiden, thy beauty enchants me so, the way in which thou rockest thy jeans and thy ever on fleek winged eyeliner hast taken my heart hostage.”

-          You smirk blankly at him all like “mmHMMMmmmm.” And you two just keep staring at each other, you like nah, try harder and him trying to gage your reaction. And when he picks up on that yes, you found it amusing, but no, not thereyet, he just says so casually as if he’s commenting on the weather “When you really laugh, like full on laugh, you crinkle your nose a lot and you don’t like it so you try to hide it a lot and I don’t know if you do it on purpose, but you should stop because I think it’s cool.”

-          And you’re like oh. OH.

-          And he can tell because now all of a sudden you’re bashful

-          So you say “Are you driving?”

-          “Yep.”

-          “I’ll meet you at the front doors after class.”

-          And he smiles and says ‘bye cutie’ before he leaves

-          So after that you guys are just dating. It’s just official, you’re together

-          And you have a great time all the time and he’s always making him laugh and you’re always making him laugh and there’s this fantastic, continuous banter between the two of you

-          And he throws his arm over your shoulder when he walks up behind you, and he pokes your sides a lot because he likes to bother you but then you smash his face with a pillow so that’s great too

-          And you guys are just those ultimate playful besties/old married couple type of thing and honestly it’s the funnest ever, but you also tell each other everything and lean on each other and trust each other completely so it’s just the best in SOOO many ways

Beautiful [a Sebastian Smythe imagine]

Request: PLEASE USE YOUR AMAZING HANDS TO WRITE A SEBASTIAN IMAGINE WHERE THE READER IS CHUBBY AND ITS ANGSTY AND FLUFFY PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

a/n: i tried, hopefully its good? *cringes* AND YOU ARE ALL BEAUTIFUL, OKAY? BYE


WARNING: Angst


It isn’t like Sebastian doesn’t see you, right? After all, you are his girlfriend. He sees you- touches you on a daily basis! He has to notice that you’re, well, a bit chubby, right?

Frowning, you attempt to button your jeans yet again, huffing out a frustrated sigh when they just don’t reach. They fit a few months ago! Through the mirror’s reflection, you squint at your stomach, as if it will disappear if you do it long enough. Sucking in a large breath, you reposition your fingers on the black fabric. “Come on, come on, come on!” you hiss while you stretch the fabric.

It still doesn’t work! Your eyes start to water, peering at yourself, lower lip quivering. You can’t even get your pants on, what’s Sebastian going to say?! He’s bound to notice if you don’t have pants! Oh, what are you going to do? “Hey, babyyy- why aren’t you ready yet?” the Warbler frowns, light green eyes roaming your body. “Why are you naked?” he asks, cocking his head.

Immediately, you grab your shirt, hiding your upper body from his gaze, sniffling slightly. “W-why are you early?” Sebastian furrows his thick eyebrows, glancing at the clock. He’s actually a bit late. “Oh…um… I can’t go to your concert… I’m sorry…” you whisper, eyes focused on the ground.

“Why not?” he questions in a soft tone, thumbing the button on his navy blazer. Then he notices the pile of clothing scattered across the floor. His plump pink lips tilt downwards while his dress shoes leaves indents in the carpet. “Why do you do this to yourself?” he mumbles, cradling your cheeks in his palms. Those bright hazel orbs shift to look at you, thick eyelashes fanning across his pale skin.

Here comes the rain again. Blinking back salty tears, you shake your head, wrapping your fingers around his wrist. “Why are you with me?” you swallow, sighing. “I’m not… I’m fat, Sebastian.”

“Excuse me, I don’t like that kind of talk.” Sebastian bites, narrowing his eyes at you playfully. Gulping, you try to avoid his gaze. “You are not fat, okay? I don’t want to hear that come out of your mouth again. You are… God, you are so sexy…” he nibbles on his bottom lip, wagging his eyebrows. A small laugh bubbles out of your mouth. “And I need my sexy girlfriend to come watch me perform. It’s good luck, you know. And after? I’m gonna show you off.” he says smugly, shifting his head to the side. His striped tie wrinkles with the movement.

With a little blush, you hide your face in his navy blazer. Why is it that he always knows what to say? “I…I have nothing to wear though…”

The Warbler instantly heads to the closet, slicked back locks shining under the lights. His nimble fingers card through your clothing. “Wear this, babe.” He holds up a flowy lavender dress, walking over to you. “It’s my favorite; hugs all your curves just right.” Sebastian smirks. Maybe one day you’ll see how beautiful you really are. But until then, Sebastian can remind you.

Jared Leto x Reader

Requested by Anon: “What about the reader planning their wedding with Jared and he is super excited about all the details! Saw a gif about it the other day and want a full on story <3 If that’s lame, thats cool too 😂😂😂 I’m not goof with this stuff.

So I went a little above and beyond with this! There is link below for the song for their first dance, I hope you like it!💕

Whitney Houston x All The Man That I Need

The curtains billowed in the cool morning breeze, followed by the the alarm screeching at you. Without looking you shut it off and rolled over to give Jared a morning breath kiss, only to find that he was gone. 

‘What time is it?’ 

You sat up to check the clock and saw that the room was full of bouquets of different sizes and different types of flowers, each more pretty than the last. Slowly you got out of bed and walked over to the nearest one, running your hand over the soft petals of the roses. You picked a white rose out of the bunch and held it up to your nose, breathing in the fresh and sweet scent of the flower.  

‘How’d he get all of this in here without waking me up?’

You walked out of the room and found that the hallway was just as packed with flowers as the room was. A smile crept across your face as you strolled among them, it was just like walking through a meadow in spring. The house smelled natural and heavenly.

‘What is all of this?’ 

The entire house was filled almost floor to ceiling with flower arrangements. When you found Jared, he was sitting at the island in the kitchen, surrounded by flowers and paperwork with his laptop in front of him. You leaned against the wall, bringing the rose to your nose once again, watching him as he worked. His brow was furrowed as he looked back and forth between the papers and laptop.

“Hey there handsome.” His face lit up as soon as he saw you. He left his work and practically ran over to you, picking you up and spinning you around. You giggled as he set you down and placed a gently kiss on your cheeks.

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“What is all of this?” you pointed the rose to the flower arrangements that surrounded the both of you in the kitchen. 

“Your bouquet!”

“Jared, there is more than one here and they’re all so big!” you said laughing at how overzealous he was being. He looked around the room like there was nothing unusual about the amount of flowers that were in the house.

“Yeah I know but I you haven’t picked what you wanted yet and I figured that this was a perfect reason to shower you in flowers.” 

“Spoiling me already are you?” He took the rose from your hand and placed it between his teeth, he grabbed your hand and took a step back, swinging his arm behind him dramatically.

“Oh, you know it baby!” He pulled your arm and spun you into him, holding you from behind he started to sway to a song that only he could hear. Just then the phone rang and he left you to run over to it. 

“Hello?” You walked into the living room leaving him to his phone call and see what other kinds of flowers were laying around. You stopped in front of an arrangement of red roses made to look like a giant heart. You smiled warmly as you looked around at the others.

“BABE!” You ran back into the kitchen to see him packing up his papers and his laptop and putting them away. His hair swinging around his shoulders as he moved at top speed.

“What’s up buttercup?” You walked up behind him placing your arms around his waist hugging him, trying to slow him down. He was so excited about the wedding that he took over the appointments so that you could relax.

“You and I are going to go have breakfast and then an appointment at the reception hall, the florist and then a cake tasting!” He sounded like a kid that just found out they were about they were on their way to Disney.  You could feel the excitement radiating off of him as you held him in your arms.

“Come on, we have to get dressed and go!” He spun around in your arms and picked you up by your waist slinging you across his shoulder, you screamed as he spanked you before taking the stairs two at a time. When he reached the room he threw you on the bed, not missing a beat he slid in between your legs and kissed you passionately. 

“God, I love you.” He said looking deep into your eyes. His eyes always made you feel vulnerable and safe at the same time. You loved the way he looked at you even when you were in trouble.

“God, I love you.” You said back to him, placing a soft kiss on his lips. You brushed his hair behind his ear before smacking his shoulders. Sliding from underneath him you went to the closet to pick out both of your outfits. You set out a black muscle shirt, black pants and his favorite black boots, picking a pink dress and sandals for yourself while Jared showered. You joined him in the bathroom to brush your teeth finding it hard to not join him in the shower.

“Come on Jesus, were going to be late.” You took his hand in yours and led him out the house. When you reached the car he stopped you and opened the door for you then skipped over to the driver’s side. He sped down the driveway towards the city, the wind whipping both your hair and his around.


“How many flavor’s of cake can there be?” You said as you plopped down on the couch exhausted from the cake tasting. You kicked off your sandals and covered your face with one of the pillows on the couch. You could hear Jared laughing at you from across the room, without looking you threw the pillow at him knowing that you’d probably missed. The pillow came flying across the room and land square on your chest.

“You seemed a little stressed, my love. Allow me to help.” You watched as Jared knelt down and rested his head on your stomach, you ran your fingers through his long soft brown hair, massaging his scalp. 

“Your skin is so soft, do you moisturize?” You felt his hand traveling up your leg starting at you rankle. His hand reached your inner thigh and he began to rub your skin in small slow circles 

“No, Jared we said we would wait.” He looked up at you pouting as you continued to rub his head. You laughed at the face he made and rested your head on the back of the couch and closed your eyes.

“But waiting is for…patient people.” He whined 

“Its okay, just one more week, baby.” You said smiling down at him. You imagined him in his tuxedo watching you walk down the aisle, Shannon and Tomo at his side. You couldn’t wait for the day that you would officially become Mrs. Leto.

“What’re you thinking about?” He got up and sat on the couch and pulled you into his lap. You placed your head on his lap as he cradled you and you told him about how excited you were about your upcoming wedding day. 

“So what is the plan on the big day?” You asked looking up into his big blue eyes.

“Well the night before I’m going to stay with Shannon and then we get to start the new chapter of our lives together.” He looked down at you and kissed your forehead. He stared at you for a while rubbing the top of your head. Your eyes fluttered as you tried to keep them open but exhaustion won.

“Is my blushing bride sleepy?” He said after you yawned. Carefully he picked you up and cradled you in is arms and walked up the stairs to the bedroom. He set you down on your side of the bed and began to undress you.

He unzipped your dress and helped you to stand up so he could slide it off of you. You lost your balance as you attempted to step out of your dress, Jared caught you and held you close to him before setting you back down on the bed.

“Look at you, not even a drop of alcohol and you’re just all over the place.” He laughed as you hit him multiple times with one of the pillows on the bed. He grabbed your legs and laid them down on the bed and placed the warm covers over you. You turned and watched as he got undressed and slid into bed next to you. 

He pulled you closer and you pressed your face into his chest as he stroked up and down your back. He moved the hair out of your face and went back to rubbing your back

“Hummm.” Your voice was muffled by his chest. His laugh rumbled deep inside his chest making you smile. He began to hum for you, slowly lulling you to sleep.

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“(Y/N), you alright?” Your maid of honor asked you, her face betraying how concerned she was for you. She was floating around you all day making sure that your hair, make up and dress were perfect.

“Yeah (B/F/N), I’m just nervous is all.” A nervous laugh escaped you. Taking a deep breath and you stood up from your chair as she set the top of your veil in hair, placing the lace in front of you face. You looked at the door in fear when you heard the playlist begin. 

“Its time! I’ll see you out there, you look so beautiful.” She gave you a big hug and then dashed out of the room with the rest of your bridal party. You smoothed the lace on your gown trying to keep busy until your dad came to get you.

‘He’s not out there yet…I still have time.’

You rushed over to your phone and dialed his number. 

“Hey, baby.” Hearing his voice made the weight on her chest disappear. You felt relieved and happy to be talking to him.

“Hi.” exhaling the breath that you didn’t know that you were holding.

“What’s wrong?” he sounded concerned.

“I’m just nervous is all.” You said laughing at yourself.

“Its okay baby. I am too.” Hearing that he was nervous too made you feel so much better. It always seemed like he was never nervous or afraid of anything. He was the bravest person you knew and you were so happy to finally be his.

“They’re calling me out baby. I’ll see you soon.” He blew you a kiss through the phone and you returned it. You were pacing the room until your dad came in, ready to walk you down the aisle.

“You look beautiful honey.” You flashed your dad a huge smile then took another deep breath and linked your arm with your father’s, holding onto him for support. Your song began to play as the ushers opened the doors.

Everyone was up on their feet staring at you with their phones out taking pictures. You looked around the room shoot shy smiles at everyone, then you saw him. He stood there waiting for you, he watched you with those intense blue eyes, you could seen the excitement written all over his face. Soon it felt like it was only you and him in the room, everyone else disappeared except for you and Jared. 

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You heard the minister say something but you weren’t paying attention, you were completely focused on Jared. He walked up to you and took your arm from your father. You held onto him for dear life as he led you back to the minister.

“You look absolutely stunning.” He leaned forward and whispered in your ear causing you to blush bright red.


“I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride.” Jared turned to you and lifted the veil and placed it behind you. He took your face in his hands and kissed you passionately, you giggled and kissed him back placing your hands on his. 

“I present to you, for the first time, Mr and Mrs. Leto.” Jared took your hand, locking your fingers together and raised it in the air with his while everyone stood up and cheered for you, Jared led you outside and everyone followed.

 Once you were outside Jared dropped your hand turned to you and picked you up by your waist and spun you around in the air. You screamed with laugher as he held you in the air, slowly bringing you back down to earth and kissed you once again. You heard Shannon and Tomo scream and when you looked over they were jumping up and down and rushing over to congratulate you two. 

“Welcome to the family, Mrs. Leto.” Jared said before they finally made it over.


Jared held you close as you both swayed to the music. Everyone was watching as you both stood in the middle of the floor for your first dance. He took your hand and stepped away from you and you did the same. He pulled your hand and you spun into him, landing against his chest at the climax of the song making everyone cheer.

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He kissed you once the song was over and passed you over to your father while he went to dance with his mom. Every so often you would look over and catch him watching you. Once this dance was over Jared walked over and took your hand again for another dance, you closed your eyes and pressed your forehead to his, together you let the music move you. 

“I never want to let you go.” He kissed you softly on your nose and tears began to well in your eyes, this was the happiest day of your life and you couldn’t imagine spending it with any other person.

By the end of the night you were ready to sleep for a five months. Relatives and friends fighting for your attention to with you both “eternal happiness together.” Shannon and Tomo were packing the gifts into the limo and Jared ushered you away from everyone towards the car, knowing how exhausted you were. You both waved goodbye to everyone when you turned to him.

“What now?” You said, an excited smile spread across you face as you watched him fake concentration on his answer. You couldn’t help but admire how beautiful he was, knowing that you were two were finally married filled you with so much warmth.

“I’m thinking…Venice.” He looked down at you and then turned to everyone who was standing there waiting to send you off.

“WE’RE OFF TO VENICE!” for the billionth time that day everyone screamed and cheered as you got into the back of the limo. You poured yourself a glass of champagne while you waited for Jared to join you. 

When he got in, he tossed his jacket and bowtie to the side and rolled up the partition.  You watched him closely, completely unaware of what he was planning to do. He crawled over to you and took the champagne flute from you and finished it before kissing you fervently.

“I’ve waited long enough.” You yelped when he laid you on the seat suddenly, you reached up and tangled your hands in his hair and kissed him back.

“I love you, Mr. Leto.”

“I love you too, Mrs. Leto.”

How They Handle Your Anxiety - Chocobros

Today has been one of those days where my anxiety has been pretty apparent. Because of that, the idea for a drabble about how the chocobros would react to their s/o having a rough day just kinda happened. Hope you all enjoy!

*** I wrote this based on my own experiences with anxiety and how I essentially just shut down. I am aware that everyone experiences anxiety in different ways but I hope that anyone who reads this does like it. If you would like a different sort of scenerio, send me a request and I will be more than happy to do it! 

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Coffee Shop Kisses - Wonwoo

First kiss during a coffee shop date drabble with Wonwoo as requested by @spicadeservesbetter ! Hope you enioy and this is what you wanted ♥ (I would alsonlike to dedicate this to my fave Wonwoo stan @lil-nochu ily XD)

“You’ve been so busy lately, I thought we wouldn’t have a second date,” you confessed to your boyfriend of a month Jeon Wonwoo, holding onto his arm and huddling closer to his body as a brisk chill ran through the air. You suddenly regretted not wearing a thicker coat; it was still winter after all. He smiled softly down at you and wrapped an arm around your waist, holding you as close as he possibly could to his warm figure and sighing, watching his breath form white wisps in the winter wind.

“I know,” he murmured, regret tingeing his deep voice as he kept his gaze fixed ahead on the pavement you walked down together. “I’m sorry.”

“No don’t apologize!” you became somewhat frantic, feeling guilty for making him feel bad. “I understand. I’m just glad I can be with you now.” He smiled, eyes crinkling behind his wire glasses in the cutest way as he led you to a quaint little coffee shop situated in the corner of a pretty empty street. “Wow…” a gasp of mingled surprise and awe left your lips as you stepped into the building, the rich aroma of coffee immediately hitting your nostrils and warming all your senses. The interior was all chocolate and a creamy off white, with booths separated by glass dividers occupying most of the main area and smaller wooden tables for two people dotting around the edges by the large windows through which the morning sun shone. There weren’t many people inside and it felt warm and homely, and just being inside made you feel fuzzy and joyful. “It’s so pretty in here,” you hummed, choosing to sit opposite Wonwoo in one of the booths seeing as the sunlight was incredibly bright and would probably blind you. You already had Wonwoo for that. “I can’t believe I’ve never been before.” Wonwoo leant forward, propping his elbows on the varnished oak of the table and resting his chin on his hands, smiling gently at you as you continued to take in the aesthetic of the decor.

”I’m so glad you like it,” he replied in his husky voice, letting out a small huff of laughter as he looked around the establishment somewhat nostalgically. “I used to come here all the time in college. I remember I liked you a lot then too, I used to think to myself that if I ever worked up the courage to ask you on a date I’d bring you here.” His eyes gleamed with the reminiscence and your heart suddenly fluttered - the way he looked so adoringly at you made your cheeks flush hot. You didn’t know he liked you until he finally asked you out sometime last month, when his idol group were awarded a break after promotions. Your friends had called you oblivious, not even trying hiding their frustration but you could never understand why. Until now, as he gazed at you like you hung the stars, like you were all he ever wanted to look at; it seemed this was more than just a crush. A waitress sauntered over, lazy smile spreading over her plump lips as she saw you and Wonwoo exchanging fond looks and shy smiles.

“You guys are so cute!” she lilted, now beaming at you both as she took a small notepad and a pen from the small black apron encircling her thin waist. “Would you like anything to eat or drink?” You glanced at Wonwoo and he nodded, knowing you weren’t the best with other people, especially in situations like this.

“Just a regular coffee for me and…” he narrowed his eyes slightly at you; you’d frequented coffee shops together in the past as to study but it had been a while. “A caramel macchiato for the lady.” Attempting to hide the triumphant grin already tugging up the corners of your mouth turned out to be incredibly difficult - he remembered your favourite.

“Is that everything?” At Wonwoo’s nod she scurried back behind the polished bar and set about making your drinks.

“So how’s idol life treating you?” you questioned in a soft tone, playing with the tasselled ends of your thick scarf. He pouted slightly, trying not to blush too obviously as he cautiously moved one of the hands from his lap to lace his fingers with yours which sat atop the table.

“It’s nice, living out your dreams and all, but I barely get any time to see you which I hate.” he cocked his head to the side a little, eyes scanning every detail of your now rather pink face as if inspecting you. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to take you out.”

“I had somewhat of a clue,” you smirked, looking down at the table awkwardly before forcing yourself to look him in the eye. The deep brown orbs then looked so enamored yet amused by your timid manner, causing you to scratch the back of your neck bashfully. Breaking the awkward silence the waitress then came back with two steaming drinks and you both thanked her before turning your attention to them, hot and incredibly well made to say yours had a large heart drawn into the foam on top. You took a glimpse of the waitress who smiled proudly at herself before going back to cleaning the already shiny espresso machine. Wonwoo looked up at you, one hand supporting his jaw and the other reaching for the steel pitcher of milk which he slowly poured into the bitter beverage sat before him.

“So,” he coughed lightly, finally breaking the tension between you both as he moved onto shaking the contents of the small sugar packets into his drink. Usually he’d have it black but today he felt like the added sweetness. “Did you end up pursuing writing?” You grimaced a little, watching the thin silvery wisps of steam evaporate from the macchiato.

“Not… quite,” you mumbled thoughtfully. “I’m still trying to make it but at the moment I’m still focusing on studies,”

“I see…” his tone was distracted but his gaze was attentive which was mildly confusing, but you shrugged it off and took a small sip of your coffee, laughing at the foam that decorated your upper lip afterwards. He chuckled before reaching for his own coffee, looping two of his long fingers through the small and delicate china handle of the cup and bringing it to his lips. He blew ever so lightly on the hazelnut coloured surface as to try and cool it before taking a tentative sip, still watching you and listening to you talk. He recoiled immediately after the beverage touched his mouth, setting the cup back down on its saucer with an abruptness that startled you into silence. You frowned at him, concern etched onto your features as you raised an eyebrow inquisitively.

“Are you okay?” you asked, voice mellifluous and calm as your head tilted to the right. He gasped whilst nodding, furrowing his brows at you with a hopeless smile.

“Yeah sorry I just… wasn’t paying enough attention and burnt my tongue.” he exhaled slowly as you reached over the table and placed a finger on his chin, raising his eyes to yours. Suddenly bold you tried to fend off your smirk, him blinking with wide eyes as he waited for you to speak.

”Do you want me to kiss it better?” you whispered, watching him turn beet red with a somewhat gleeful smile despite still being shy yourself. Nevertheless he took the incentive and leaned in, careful not to upset either of the drinks as he placed one palm flat on the table and the other on your cheek and pulled you closer as to press your lips to his in a sweet and sincere first kiss. It was short yet the butterflies in your stomach lasted even when he pulled away, lips tingling and tasting slightly of coffee still as his lip curled into a bewildered grin.

”You know what? It still hurts.” he grinned with an overexaggerated shrug and laughed lightly, grazing your cheekbone with the pad of his thumb as he leaned in to kiss you again.


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Honeymoon Night | WinWin

Group: Nct
Member: WinWin/Sicheng
Genre:smut, marriage, first-time, mutal masturbation, kissing,
Requested: Yes
Words:2.4K
A/n: I really edited this so I hope you noticed. I’m human so I do make mistake I do make mistakes. This osn’t super smutty it’s more of a awkward first time lovers. I normally write super smutty but it was nice showing more emotional side to it.

Closing your eyes you recalled the last 4 hours. It was stressful time planning a whole wedding. It was all worth it for one of the best days of your life.

You’ll always remember taking those steps walking down the aisle looking at Sicheng beaming smile.

Realizing that you may be the luckiest person alive at be marrying Dong Sicheng. He was a perfect human in your opinion.
A great boyfriend that you were lucky enough to snag. He was affectionate, kind and also understood you.

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Just What I Needed

Here is part four in “Salt And Pepper”

Pairing: Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Reader
Words:  1161

Read “Behind Brown Eyes”
Read “Back In The Saddle”
Read “Sweet Emotion”

-The reader has had a long week. Jeffrey is there to help her relax-

Thank you @mamapeterson for looking over this for me!!

A/N: If you want tagged in anything, let me know. :)

 It had been one of those weeks. Long, seemingly never ending, and draining in every way possible. All you wanted to do was go home, take a warm bath, and get into bed to sleep for the entire weekend.

            You were so tired when you got to apartment that you didn’t notice Jeffrey’s car in the parking lot. You unlocked the door and walked in, stopping in your tracks when you heard music coming from somewhere in another room.

            “Jeffrey?” you called out. The door had been locked and he was the only other one with a key, so you knew it had to be him.

            “Come here, Baby!” Jeffrey called from your bedroom.

            You put your stuff on the counter and walked through the apartment to your room. Jeffrey was standing against the bathroom door with a cheeky grin, “What are you doing?” your tone portrayed how exhausted you were.

            “I’m welcoming my girl home.” Taking in your slightly run-down appearance, he asked, “You okay?”

            You shrugged, walking toward him. “Just had a long week.”

            “Then I think you need what I have planned.” He held out his hand to you, wiggling his long fingers playfully. “I promise to be the perfect gentleman.”

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Not Much of a Looker

Originally posted by rswinther

Kurt Wagner x Reader

Not Much of a Looker

Prompt: Hey I’m new to your blog but rumour has it that you adore Nightcrawler too! He’s honestly my baby. Anyway can I request a Kurt x reader fic where the reader is blind and Kurt takes such good care of her like she’s a china doll, basically just fluff! Thank you sooo much!!!

Note: Welcome to my blog, my dear! You’ve entered amidst my Kurt craze, also called KURTPOCALYPSE. This is a hella cute prompt omg!

You waited in Professor Xavier’s office anxiously. You had just arrived at his school for mutants, dropped off after months of begging your parents to take you to a place you belonged. Of course, you never felt like you belonged anywhere, but it wasn’t because you were a mutant. It was because you were blind.

“One of the students should be here in a moment. He can show you around. He’s new here too, so he understands what it’s like to be the new kid,” Charles told you. You pushed your sunglasses up the bridge of your nose and fiddled with your walking stick. “I know you’re nervous. I can feel it, but the kids here, they understand what it’s like to be different. You’ll fit right in, I know it.”

“Thank you, Professor Xavier,” You smiled softly. You heard the creak of the door opening and felt a new presence enter the office.

“Professor?” asked a voice with a thick German accent. You couldn’t help but smile a little. You couldn’t see him, but he sure sounded cute…

“Ah yes. Kurt. Kurt, this is (Y/N) (L/N), our newest student.” Charles introduced. You waved, flashing a small smile. “(Y/N), Kurt Wagner,”

“Nice to meet you,” he greeted you. You nodded.

“Likewise,”

“Now um, Kurt,” Charles started to explain. “(Y/N) needs special assistance. You see, she’s-”

“Blind,” You finished for him, standing up from the chair. “I’m kind of a burden.”

“No, it’s no trouble,” Kurt said quickly. You heard a noise, and then felt his warmth beside you. “I’d be happy to help,”

“Great,” Charles smiled. “Kurt, you can give her the tour this hour instead of going to class, and then bring her to lunch with you.”

“All right,” he nodded. You retracted your walking stick to its portable size and stuck it in your purse.

“Could you um, give me your arm? It’s easier,” You asked.

“Of course,” He used his tail to guide your hands. You latched onto his bicep. You felt a jacket on his arm. Leather maybe? You couldn’t tell. Carefully, Kurt led you out of Charles office, narrating everything.

“Ve’re going zhrough zhe door,” He told you. “Zhere are steps here. Careful. One, two, three, one more. Zhere,”

“Thanks,” You smiled. “You’re great at this.”

“No problem.” He nodded. “You know, I know how you must feel, being left out. Most of the others here look almost human. I’m about zhe opposite of zhat.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,”

“I wouldn’t be able to tell.” You chuckled a little bit. “I don’t even know what I look like anymore,”

“You’re beautiful,” he blurted without thinking. Immediately, he began blushing. “I mean- watch out!”

“What? What is it?” you asked, stopping.

“Zhere vas a ball in zhe vay. One of zhe others must have left it. It’s gone now.”

“My hero,” you laughed.

“Vell, um, vould you like to go outside?” He offered. You nodded, figuring fresh air would do you both some good.

You felt the change in atmosphere as soon as you stepped through the doorway. And then there was a gust of wind and a new presence.

“Woah Kurt, found a girlfriend already?” asked the new voice. He spoke quickly.

“Peter, zhis is (Y/N),” Kurt introduced.

“Peter Maximoff, kind of a big deal around here.” he said. You chuckled. “So what’s the deal? Why are you clinging to Kurty boy?”

“I’m blind,” you told him.

“Oh. Well you’re not missing out. Kurt’s not much of a looker.” Peter teased playfully. Kurt whapped him with his tail. “Kidding, kidding.”

“Well, I’m not really much of a looker either, so…” you laughed, pointing to your eyes. Peter chuckled and Kurt smiled in amusement.

“Hey Kurt!” Jean greeted, walking up to the small cluster hand-in-hand with Scott. “Hi, you must be (Y/N),”

“Yeah,”

“I’m Jean Grey. This is Scott.”

“Hey,” Scott waved a little. “So you’re the new girl,”

“That’s me,” you nodded. “I’m also blind, so…”

“What’s your mutation?” asked Scott curiously.

“I can manipulate sound waves. The call me Echo.” You told them. “I mean, the blindness kind of came with it, but yeah.”

“Your mutation blinded you?” Jean asked with concern.

“Yeah.”

“Well, Kurt here will take care of you,” Jean smiled, watching Kurt look at you nervously. She could feel that he didn’t want to mess up, didn’t want you to get hurt. But he also didn’t want you to leave his side. “Come on Scott, let’s let them finish their tour.” She led Scott away, flashing Kurt a smile and winking.

Peter sped off too, leaving you and Kurt alone. He gulped nervously. You smirked. What a cutie.

***

It was well after dinner. You and Kurt were sitting on the couch in the living room together. Today had been fun. You felt really comfortable here, and you couldn’t wait to get to know Kurt more. But there was one thing that was nagging at you.

“Hey Kurt?”

“Ja?”

“Could I…um…well, sometimes when I meet new people, feeling their face helps me build a better picture of what they look like.”

“Ah,” he nodded. You began to raise your hands, but he stopped you, grabbing your wrists.

“V-vait,” he paused. “Vhat if you…don’t like vhat you ‘see’?”

“Kurt,” you smiled sadly.

“I told you…I’m not exactly…normal looking.”

“Kurt,” You repeated softly. “I don’t care what you look like. I just want to ‘see’ you.”

“Okay,” he nodded, gulping nervously. He guided your soft hands to his cheeks. You gently felt his face, using your fingers to explore its surface. You smiled softly.

“You’re so intricate,” you whispered. He smiled softly, heat rising to his cheeks. Your fingers reached the tips of his pointed elf-like ears. “Awwww,”

“Vhat?”

“You have cute little elf ears!” you smiled. He chuckled.

“And a tail,” he flicked it, not that you could see.

“You certainly are something else, aren’t you?”

“Zhat’s one vay to put it,”

You yawned, exhausted from such a long day.

“Vould you like me to valk you to your room?” Kurt asked. You nodded, stretching. He took your hand and helped you off of the couch. And while he knew he could teleport right outside your bedroom door, he decided to take you all the way there.

“I kind of miss seeing sometimes. I miss color,” You sighed as he very carefully, very slowly helped you up the steps.  

“Ja?”

“My favorite color was blue…” you remembered. Kurt smiled widely, giddy with excitement.

“It’s a good color,” he tried to play it cool, but you could hear the smile in his voice. He stopped in front of your dorm. “Here ve are,”

“Thank you, for everything,” You said. You thought about it for a second, but decided to go in for a hug. His heart was racing, eyes wide. You felt his arms wrap around you tightly.

“It’s no problem, liebe. Really.”

“Goodnight, Kurt.”

You kissed his cheek before opening the door and walking into the room you now shared with Jean and Ororo. Kurt stood in front of the door for a while, hand on his cheek, smiling like a fool. Peter zipped up and stood beside him, patting his shoulder.

“Yep buddy. You’re screwed.”

Part 2: http://imagine-marvel-12.tumblr.com/post/145321959987/not-much-of-a-looker-part-2 

Darkness Part 3: Void Stiles

Originally posted by alevlightwood

So this is it! The last part of Darkness. I hope you all enjoy this one! Xxx

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I always wondered what it would be like to be a werewolf. To feel practically invincible as I would heal from any wound or injury.

But the more I thought about it the more I realised how awful it would be. Yes, I’d heal from the injury but then that would just make me all shiny and new for the next one.

I would constantly be going through the pain until I couldn’t take it anymore. Until I had felt enough and would feel nothing at all.

Pain was all I could feel right now. It ran through every part of me, centred around the large gash in my side, which I could feel the sticky metallic smell of blood staining down my shirt.

“Y/N…” I could hear my name being called faintly, but I didn’t want to listen to whoever was talking to me.

“Come on, Princess you need to wake up.” Cold fingers were brushed against my head and I flinched at the change of temperature.

“Y/N?” I heard again and this time, I forced my eyes open.

It took a moment for the room to come back to me as everything was dark and fuzzy around the edges.

I was lying on a couch, my head propped against the arm and my feet elevated on the other side. There was a cool towel on my head and a soft pillow resting underneath my neck.

Once I had blinked most of the fuzziness away I was suddenly aware of the presence next to me after I slowly turned my head, even the slight movement sending a shot of pain up the side of my neck and I hissed in pain.

“Take it easy, little one.” A voice cooed, sending a cold breeze across the back of my neck.

Void Stiles.

Was this Void Stiles? His skin was the same pale colour, with the same dark circles under his eyes. But then his eyes were different.

Unlike the usual dark orbs I was familiar with, the ones that were cold and demonic, the chaos practically seeping out of them these ones were bright and glassy as he carefully removed the cold washcloth from my head and set it down on the arm of the couch.

I blinked in confusion a couple of times until he suddenly looked up at me, his eyes locking to mines.

And then he did something I’d of never had expected. He hugged me. His arms gently but firmly wrapped around my shoulders as some of my pain leaked away.

“What happened?” I croaked as he pulled away, my voice scratching painfully at my throat.

“They hurt you, princess. They hurt you and I couldn’t save you.” Void Stiles said regretfully before his eyes hardened.

“What were you thinking? I could have lost you! And… I might still.” His eyes trailed down my side and as soon as I thought about it a harsh stab of pain worked its way through my body, making me gasp.

“Your injury… you won’t survive it.” Void Stiles said, as his fingers slid slowly across my forearm, long dark lines swirling up his arm.

Tears filled my eyes as his words went through me. I wouldn’t survive? I couldn’t die. Not after everything I’ve been through.

“Unless…” He said as a tear rolled down my cheek. I looked at him, his outline slightly blurry through my teary eyes.

“I’m going to do this, Y/N because I can’t survive without you. I honestly cannot do anything without you, my little dove, okay? Because I love you.” I let his words sink in, distracted from the pain in my side for a moment.

“I love you too,” I whispered, everything becoming blurry and dark as I began swaying, unsure of if it was me that was spinning or the room.

I never saw the look of shock on Void Stiles’ face or the determined set of his jaw. But I did feel his cold fingers cup either side of my face as he crashed his lips to mine.

Instantly the pain vanished, replaced with a new feeling. It was faint at first but got stronger and stronger. Power.

And if this is what Void Stiles felt every time he even got a taste of chaos it was all worth it. My eyes were burning as a cold numbing sensation washed over me. But anything was better than pain.

Well, my pain anyway.

Void Stiles finally pulled away, gasping for breath, the colour black engulfed his eyes, not another colour seen as he stared back at me.

His hand came up and brushed the hair out of my eyes and I noticed that his skin wasn’t cold to me anymore.

Void Stiles linked his fingers through mines and slowly pulled me to my feet, the pain in my side completely gone as Void Stiles guided me over to the side of the room where a large floor length mirror rested against the wall.

I didn’t recognise myself. I stared at the girl before me in the mirror. Her skin was a sallow ashen white, highlighting the dark contour of her cheekbones and sharpness of her jawline.

Her hair was in dark curls, bouncing around her head as she turned it from side to side. Her lips were chapped, pale like the rest of her face apart from the dark rings under her eyes.

Her eyes. All completely black, framed by her long dark lashes.

She was dark. She was chaotic.

And she was me.


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Shane McMahon/OC

This was requested by @welshwitch5
We were talking about stuff and this conversation came up so I decided to write it. Enjoy.
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“Okay boys, go upstairs and shower so you can go to bed, we’ve got a long day tomorrow and I don’t need you falling asleep.” Shane says when they enter the penthouse. The boys let out a groan and Declan says, “Can we shower in the morning? I just want to go to bed.”

“Yes you can, take your brothers upstairs and help them get ready for bed.” You say before Shane can open his mouth. Declan nods and pushes his brothers upstairs. You feel arms wrap around your waist and Shane says, “I could’ve handled that babe.” “I know, but it’s better to go ahead and tell them to go to bed than sit here and argue.” You say turning in his arms and wrapping your arms around his neck.

“You looked beautiful today.” He says leaning down and kissing your neck. “I only wore a t-shirt and skinny jeans.” You tell him laughing. “Doesn’t matter, you always look beautiful to me.” He says. “Let’s head upstairs and tell the boys goodnight before they go to sleep.” You say moving out of his embrace. “Could’ve at least said thank you or something.” He says running up the stairs behind you.

“You’ll get your thank you later.” You say looking back at him winking. “Does that mean I’m getting sex tonight?” He asks with a chuckle. “Who said anything about sex?” You ask chuckling. “Babe, I know you better than you think. Your thank you’s consist of either a blow job or sex, so either way I’m fucking you tonight.” He says pressing his cock into your butt.

“Can you behave? At least until we’re in our room, because I’m not explaining to the boys what we’re talking about.” You say moving him off of you and opening the door to Declan’s room. “Well looks like we don’t have to worry about that.” Shane says after we see all three boys sleeping. “Guess not, but you still need to learn to control yourself.” You say shutting the door quietly.

“I’ve never been able to control myself around you babe.” He says grabbing your hand and dragging you down the hallway to the bedroom. The moment you both make it to the bedroom, Shane picks you up and carries you over to the bed. He takes his shirt off and you stare at his toned chest biting your lip.

“See something you like babe?” He asks chuckling. You smirk and grab him by the pants pulling him closer to you. Your hands fumble with his belt and you manage to get it off. Shane pulls his pants down and says, “You’re a little overdressed babe, and you know I don’t like it.” You look at him and say, “Then how about you help take my clothes off daddy?”

His breath hitches and you know exactly why. Though you didn’t mean to, you calling him daddy was a huge turn on for him. It’s always been like that even before the boys came along, but since the boys came, you and Shane had to change a couple of things in your sex life so the boys wouldn’t find or hear anything they wasn’t supposed to.

“Does Daddy’s little princess deserve to have me take her clothes off?” He asks trailing a finger up your neck and grabbing your chin to make you look at him. “Yes daddy, I’ve been a good girl all day.” You say stroking his dick a little.

Shane removes your hand and starts undressing you. When he’s finished, you look up at him asking, “Can I suck your dick now daddy?” “I suppose so, but I’m not releasing in your mouth. I want to release into your tight little pussy.” He says grabbing your head and pulling your hair back.

You nod and lower your mouth onto his head and he lets out a small moan. “It’s been so long since we’ve done anything princess, Daddy probably won’t last very long if you do a good job.” He groans.

You hum around him and bring your head up to his cock. When you start moving your hand while sucking him, he lets out a whisper of curse words. He pulls your head back but let’s you continue to move your hand on his massive length.

You look up at him and say, “What’s wrong daddy? Is my mouth too good for you?” He smirks and says, “You don’t deserve any of my cum yet princess. I still have a lot of things I want to do.”

He removes your hand and pushes you on your back and throwing your legs over his shoulders. “You better hope I let you cum princess, between you teasing me earlier and saying your mouth was too good for me, I’d say you’ve been a bad girl. You don’t even deserve to have me eat you out.” He says lowering his head.

You buck your hips upwards and he says, “Do that again and you won’t be prepared and I won’t let you cum.” You let out a whimper but let out a small, “Yes daddy.” He looks at you one more time and lowers his mouth onto your clit. His tongue starts swirling around and you feel two fingers slide in you.

He start to gently move his fingers in and out slowly picking up speed, while continuing to suck your clit. You start to feel a tingly feeling so you say, “Shane, Daddy please move faster, oh god please.” Shane obliges and curls his fingers and starts pumping faster, hitting your spot every time.

You feel yourself getting close and you start to moan loudly. Shane stops for a moment and says, “Come on baby girl, I need you to cum for me.” You start clenching around his fingers, and his tongue continues to lick your clit and when you feel your orgasm reach its peak you yell, “DON’T STOP SHANE, PLEASE.” Your juices are released over Shane’s fingers and he removes them to lick you clean.

“It’s been so long since I tasted you princess, I was starting to forget how amazing you tasted.” He says licking his fingers. You’re about to respond to him, but you head a small knock come from the door.

“Dad, is everything okay?” You hear one of the boys ask. Shane reaches down and grabs his boxers while you grab one of his shirts from the floor along with your underwear and try to put them on before he door opens.

Shane rushes over to the door and opens it to see Rogan standing there. “Hey bud, what are you doing up?” Shane asks bending down to Rogans level. “I heard mommy screaming and thought something was wrong.” He says rubbing his eyes.

“She saw a bug and went a little crazy, but everything’s alright now. How about you go to your room and go back to sleep? You’re still a bit tired and I don’t want you staying up half of the night.” Shane says.

“Will you tuck me in?” Rogan asks. “Sure bud, hey babe how about you go check on the other two boys while I get him to sleep.” Shane says looking back at you.

“Yeah I’ll go do that, goodnight Ro.” You say kissing him on the head and walking down the hall. When you walk into Declan’s room, you see both boys sitting up in the bed looking really tired.

“Come on Kenyon, let’s go to your room so you can sleep in your own bed.” You say. “Is everything okay mama?” Declan asks. “Yeah, we were just going to bed and I saw a bug. Everything’s fine, so how about you go back to bed because you know how your father hates it when you’re tired when we have to go to the headquarters.” You say tucking Declan in and kissing his forehead.

He nods and rolls over so you take Kenyon to his room. “Goodnight Ken.” You say tucking him in and kissing him on the forehead. “Night mama.” He says rolling over.

You close the door to his room and run into Shane when you turn around. He looks at you then heads to the bedroom without a word so you follow behind him.

When you get there, Shane’s walking out of the closet with a couple of things in his hands and he sets them on the bedside table before walking over to you.

“You were a really bad girl just then Y/N. We’ve always had one rule when we have sex and that’s to be quiet when the boys are here. I know it’s been a while since we’ve done anything, but you should’ve kept your moans under control.” He says lowly.

You look at the floor and mumble an apology. “Do you remember what happens to bad girls when they break the rules?” He asks. “They get punished Daddy.” You say while continuing to look at the ground.

“That’s right, so take your clothes off and go over to the bed and lay on your stomach.” He says pushing you gently towards the bed. You do what he says and he walks over to the other side of the bed to grab the stuff.

“Since you don’t know how to be quiet, you have to wear this until I decide to take it off. So if I were you, I’ll be a good girl until your punishment is over.” He says fastening a gag over your mouth.

“Now how many spanks do you think you deserve? I say twenty, you can handle 20 can you princess?” Shane asks sweetly. You nod and he picks up the leather strap. “Don’t move princess, I don’t want to hurt you anywhere else. You know I hate doing this but I have to discipline you for your behavior. Remember the safe word ” He says lifting the strap and striking your left cheek.

You try to scream but can’t because of the gag and Shane does two more lashes.

Seventeen lashes later and you’re a crying mess, but you’re also so turned on by Shane. “You did a good job baby, I’m taking the gag off now, okay?” He says removing the gag gently.

When it’s removed, Shane lays beside you and holds you trying to calm you down. “I didn’t mean to do it so hard, I’m so sorry princess.” He says running his hand through your hair.

“It’s fine Shane, I’m okay. But can we at least finish what we started before the boys interrupted.” You say looking up at him smiling. “I don’t want to hurt you even more princess.” He says.

“You’re not going to hurt me, please I need you inside me.” You say while groping his dick through his briefs. His eyes get darker and he lays you on your back.

“Tell me if I hurt you princess.” He says removing his briefs. He gives you one more look before sticking his dick gently inside you. When he completely bottoms out, he lets you adjust before he starts moving.

He slowly moves in and out and you can tell he’s trying not to hurt you. “Shane, if you don’t move faster then you’re going to bed with a hard on.” You say moving your hips trying to get some more friction.

You hear him let out a small growl and he puts your legs over his shoulders and starts pounding inside of you. You curse lowly trying not to wake the boys up and Shane leans down to kiss you.

“I’m not going to last very long babe.” He pants while rubbing your clit. You try to respond but you feel yourself about to cum again.

Shane can tell you’re close so he speeds his movements up and you release all over his cock. A few moments after you release, Shane thrusts become sloppy and all of a sudden his movements stop and you feel his cum release inside you.

He pulls out and lays down beside you pulling you close to him. “I really am sorry about making you cry earlier.” He says kissing your neck. “It’s fine Shane, plus if you couldn’t tell, I was extremely wet from it.” You say with a smile.

“I know, but next time make sure I’m not so rough.” He says. “I will babe, don’t worry.” You say kissing his chest.

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Hello! I want to ask you one about Seven working as an agent AND being bi. Imagine MC walking with RFA or V or Saeran somewhere around town, when suddenly they see - omg, Seven?? Maybe different outfit and hair, but definitely him? And he's sitting in a cafe across some man, looking at him sweetly, their fingers entwined; is he on a mission? Is it a date? What would their reaction be?? Thank you!

A/N: thiS IS SUCH A GOOD REQUEST BUT IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO DECIDE WHICH WAY TO GO WITH IT SO I HOPE ITS OKAY ~Admin 404

 (Also it’s long sorry ;A;)

It was about time everyone decided to take the day off, and spent it together! It took a lot of planning, time, and convincing on your part to get everyone out and about the town!

When you suggested some time together, just simply walking around town, seeing sights, window shopping, there were…a few mixed reactions.

Yoosung was so excited!!! Absolutely loved the idea of walking around with you! Maybe the two of you could walk next to each other, maybe walk closely… Accidently bump hands together… It could lead to hand holding!!! What if a few of his friends see the two of you walking together?? Will they think the two of you were dating??!! He’s so iN ON THIS IDEA!

Zen thought it’d be great to see everyone! Except, maybe Jumin. But you!! He’s happy to see you! Super excited to take you to some of his favourite stores, maybe buy you a flower or two, and take you to his friends kebab place! He was too busy planning things he wanted to do with you that he might have…forgotten… it wasn’t just to two of you.

Jaehee was just as excited as Yoosung! She barely gets time off so she was happy for that, but she was also happy about spending time with you. The two of you go window shopping as often as possible, it’s one of her favourite things! Every now and then, however, she’ll splurge on ANY Zen merchandise she comes across. She has no shame. She doesn’t care if Zen’s attending as well, she’ll buy it in front of him- she’s a fan expressing her appreciation for his work!!

Jumin was more intrigued than anything. Commoner shops? He’s ready. Not so excited for commoner food, though. He’s hoping that he can prove to you he’s not some… stuck up corporate heir, he can be laid back, for your sake! Just wants you to think highly of him! Tells himself that he’ll pay particular attention to you throughout the day, if there’s anything you really like, he’ll buy it for you. What is window shopping? Why do we need to buy windows?

V was just happy to see everyone else happy!! He’s brought his camera, and he’s so excited to take pictures of everyone!! Also secretly hoping to himself that he can get a lot of adorable candid’s of you. The smile you get on your face when you’re surrounded by the people you love is so bright and innocent and he loves it!!! Not to mention, he can get great shots of everyone enjoying themselves and make a photo album to gift to you!!

It took a lot of convincing to get Saeran out of the house and around town with the group of you. He only agreed to go because you gave him the puppy eyes he can’t resist. He only agreed to go if he could stay by you the whole time so you were within arm’s reach if he needed you. He wasn’t too excited to be surrounded by everyone else, but as long as he was with you, he guesses it won’t be too bad?

The group of you meet up at a coffee shop and figure out which way you all were going to go first! You look around at everyone and notice a certain red head is missing. You turn to Saeran with a look of confusion that he immediately returned. “What?” He asked, as he watched you take another look at everyone.

“Where’s Saeyoung?? Is he late?” you questioned, turning back to him. He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms in a huff.

“He kept talking about work or something. I don’t know, I wasn’t paying too much attention to him. So he’s not coming.”

“Oh…okay,” the sadness in your voice was contagious. Everyone started to feel a twinge of gloom just seeing you look down at the ground. You flipped a switch, however, and threw your head back up, wearing a huge smile, turning around with a little pep in your step. “That’s okay! He’ll just have to have fun with us next time! Let’s go, guys!” You lead the pack down the street, stopping every now and then in front of a store is something catches your eye. The whole day was full of smiles and laughter, mixed with bickering between Zen and Jumin. Everything was going so well! Everyone was happy, and having so much fun!

All of a sudden, you stop in your tracks. Yoosung, who was walking behind you, ran into you and started to apologize profusely. Your hand shot up, telling him to quiet down. You pointed towards a couple sitting at an outdoor cafe.

The two of them had their elbows on the table, leaning in towards each other. The woman wore a long, red sundress and her long black hair danced behind her as a breeze blew by. She reached out towards the man, caressing his face softly before interlacing her fingers with his own.

“Um, MC? Why are you pointing at them? What is it?” Yoosung asked, looking between you and the couple in question.

“It’s impolite to point, MC, please stop,” Jumin requested, coming up behind you and gently pushing on your forearm to drop it. Saeran squinted towards the couple before groaning and covering his face. You kept staring with a bewildered look on your face, and Jaehee stepped up beside you to see what you were talking about. After careful examination, she let out a soft “oh” before turning a light shade of pink.

“Woah, she’s kinda cute. Are you just going to point out cute girls the rest of the day, MC?” Zen asked with a slight laugh, checking the woman out from afar. Jumin crossed his arms and slightly shook his head, an irritated look sweeping across his face.

“Do you really need to stare at any woman who crosses your path?” He quizzed, as Zen immediately jumped into an argument with him. V wasn’t too sure what was going on, so he put a hand on your shoulder and gently asked what was wrong. After a short period of silence, all eyes were on you, waiting for an answer.

Your hand shot up, pointing at the woman again. “Saeyoung,” was all you said, as all eyes shot towards her.

Saeran shot a glare his way, because he recognized him immediately after you pointed the first time. He had no words because he was absolutely used to seeing his brother dressed up. But why, of all times, does he need to run into his idiot brother when he’s trying to enjoy a nice day out with you. He thought he said something about work? That wasn’t working.

Yoosung immediately turned bright red when you pointed out it was Saeyoung. He knew his friend liked to dress up but he didn’t know he’d see him out with a man. How did he not recognize him at first? He makes a pretty woman… Was it a date? Does he like this man? Why can’t he just be himself!! Love is about being yourself!!! Has to fight with his inner conscious to stop himself from running over there and telling him that!

Jaehee stayed quiet, still a little light pink. Saeyoung was an adult, and was free to do whatever he wished. It didn’t bother her any at all. She was surprised at you for recognizing him right off the bat, however. You must really recognize faces well to have caught that with just a glance.

“Where’s Saeyoung? MC, that’s a young woman, not Saeyoung,” Zen started off, until you looked back at him, eyes wide. “It’s…. a young woman… isn’t it? MC, isn’t it?” He started turning pink, suddenly realizing that it was, indeed, Saeyoung. His embarrassment grew, as did his blush the moment it clicked in his mind, and you burst into a loud giggle. Now he was bright red because of the sweet sound of your laughter, or that’s what he tried to play it off as.

“Interesting. Is this considered work for him?” Jumin pondered out loud. How could a date be a job? Would MC like a job like that- going on dates with him? No no, that’s ridiculous. He did applause Saeyoung’s talent though, at first he was convinced that he was a real woman. His resemblance to a young woman was uncanny, it was no surprised that no one recognized him at first- well, everyone except you. You must be very analytical to realize so quickly, he liked it.

Click. The sound of V’s camera shutter interrupted your laughter. All eyes shot to him as he lowered the camera. “What,” he asked, cocking his head to the side, “It was a nice view, I couldn’t pass it up”. His camera gave you an idea! You pull out your phone and take a picture of yourself, making sure you can see him in the background, and point up at him while you sent the camera a wink.

“There! Now, watch this, guys!” You bounced a little in place, as you sent the picture to him, the accompanying text telling him to have a nice time. The group of you watch as the man excuses himself, and Saeyoung checks his phone while he waits. His head shot up and looked around quickly, looking for any sign of you. You threw your hand up into the air and waved it around slightly, catching his attention. He turned bright red as you sent him a bright smile, while his brother face palmed, Yoosung slightly waved, Jaehee and Jumin both nodded in his direction, Zen almost as red as Saeyoung himself and pouting, and V’s camera clicked another time. You watched as he fumbled to use his phone, and get a call from him and put it on speaker.

“WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING HERE??” He shouted into the phone, why did he bother calling if you could hear him yelling clearly from across the street? “THIS ISN’T WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE, LISTEN TO ME, MC,” he said in a slight panicked tone. You giggled and waved a little back at him.

“Uh huh, sure it isn’t. Have fun Saeyoung! Remember to tell us all about it later today!!” You spoke into the phone before hanging up. All of you could hear him yelling at you not to hang up on him, and you shouted a goodbye back at him before turning around and making your way back up the street. On the way back, everyone had a discussion on whether it was an actual date, or if it truly was just some undercover work. You spent the rest of the trip smiling at your phone from time to time as Saeyoung texted you, in all caps, trying to explain what you witnessed. The more you didn’t answer, was the more he texted you, until you heard a groan from Saeran, that’s when you knew that you wouldn’t have to suffer the texts alone.

Daenerys x Female Reader

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Imagine loving, passionate sex with Dany where you get so lost in the moment it becomes rough and wild.

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Hellllloooooo my friend I am in serious need of daenerys targaryen smut with a female reader 😍 maybe they have been longtime lovers (so reader can replace daario) and care about each other a lot but also have pretty rough sex lol (cuz come on dany is wild) thxxxxx 😍😍

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BTS’s reaction when their gf/wife is in labor

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Rap Monster

“WHATS IS GOING ON! WHY IS SHE SCREAMING SO MUCH..?!!!”

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Jin

mama jin will be with u the whole way, patiently telling you to take deep breaths and holding your hand securely 

‘jagi, i know that right now you are in an unimaginable pain but please try not to break my fingers. i want to be able to hold my child when its born..’

Suga

‘i hope everything is going okay..’

he will stay with you the whole time but he will probably be kicked out of the labor room because he won’t stop complaining and getting angry at the doctor for ‘not stopping jagi’s pain’ #worriedpapamin

JHope

‘mr jung, would u like to stay here with your wife?’

‘…’

this dude will either just come up with an excuse not to stay in the room or he will stay but end up fainting.

Jimin

‘fighting’

his soul has left his body a long time ago

V

male dr: ‘you are doing great Y/N! a little bit more. come on! stay strong!’

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by the end of the day he will probably end up having a huge childish grudge on the doctor because who wouldn’t #nevergrowingupthings

Jungkook

bae is a 5 year old trapped in an 18 year old body so i’ll just stop here

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Fallen

Requested by Anon - #39 with Arthur Shelby pleaseeeee :) Thank you!
Prompts- 39 – ‘I’ve fallen for you a hundred ways.’

Word Count – 510

Characters – Arthur x Reader



Arthur came home from the pub scratched up again. You were staying at his as he had recently killed someone again. He didn’t need to do it he, just lost his mind. You had been staying here for the past two nights as the weeks before he showed up at yours, covered in blood and fresh wounds which you had to clean and others he just came and broke down crying. You held him till he sobered and then he left. You had asked him if it was okay and he agreed knowing it would be better than a lonely house. You walked over to him and gently grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the couch.
‘You have to stop beating yourself up.’ You said and raised his hand.
‘Literally.’ You said as you cleaned the wounds, you removed the alcohol from the room so he wouldn’t drink more to stop the pain of the wounds, he was going to suffer. It was harsh but he needed.
‘I can’t.’ He said hoarsely. You turned your attention to his face. He had a black eye, busted lip and a broken nose. You looked at him.
‘I am gonna have to set this.’ You stated to him and he nodded. You placed your two fingers on either side of his squint nose and twisted it to the side, you heard a popping sound and Arthur shouted, his fingers tighten around your thigh.
‘There.’ You said as you rushed to get a cloth soaked with cold water, to help with the swelling to go down. You came back and placed it on his nose, he flinched but he said thank you. Whilst he was busy with his nose you cleaned the other wounds and you tried to get the swelling down from the eye but it had already closed. You stood and gently placed your hand on his shoulder and went to walk away but you felt a hand grasp yours gently but tightly. You turned back to him.
‘Stay, please stay.’ He said. You nodded and set the bloody clothes down and took a seat on the couch beside him. He leaned against you and slowly made his way down so his head was resting on your lap. Your fingers ran through his long hair, feeling the contrast to the freshly shaven sides. He groaned and you could feel him relaxing.
‘Thank you.’ He mumbled.
‘It’s okay.’ You simply said.
‘No, no its not. I have been treating you rubbish. I have been showing up at your house the early hours of the morning and you fix me up and now that you are in my home, am still doing it.’ He said.
‘It’s okay, get some sleep.’ You said calmly. He brung his hand up so he was stroking your leg with his rough fingers. His breathing slowed and when you thought he was asleep you heard a sentence that he wouldn’t remember.
‘I’ve fallen for you a hundred ways.’ He mumbled and you froze. He had fallen for you.

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Blue Moon; Prologue

Type: Series Continuation: It’s You | Coda; Spring Scent |
Prologue | 1 |  2
Genre: Angst, Drama, Fantasy, Fluff, Werewolf!AU
Member: S.Coups/Seungcheol
Word count: 1,632
A/N: I know quite a few of you have been waiting for this for a long time. Well, here it is! I hope you prepare your hearts. *throws confetti* :D


“Uh-huh,” you hummed with your phone pressed between your ear and shoulder as your hands are busy jotting down coffee orders. Your feet quickly pace down the busy sidewalk, bumping shoulders with strangers who were on their way to work and school. You don’t even bother to look twice as you mumbled over the phone, trying to make out your own messy handwriting with a frown.

“Ah, remember to make two the lattes skinny lattes.” Joonmyeon sighs from the other side of the phone, “You know how some of the stylists can get when it’s not non-fat dairy- or whatever the hell is in those skinny lattes.”

You chuckle, “Remind me why you still insist on hiring those stylists when they’re nothing but gossiping drama queens?”

“Because they are the best in the industry and who can accommodate to my taste in style.” He groans, “Don’t you ever listen to me, child? We’ve been over this multiple times!”

“They’re worse than all the clienteles we’ve worked with. Let’s face it, Joonmyeon, you would’ve dropped them long ago if you had the guts to.” You shoved the notepad and pen into your purse, pacing over to the crowded crosswalk.

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Some lams angst/comfort

Alexander Hamilton was lying down on the bed that John and him shared, curled around a pillow. He was waiting for John to get home; he needed to just throw himself into his warm embrace and forget about the rest of the world for a while.

Alex heard the door to their apartment swing open and heard John’s voice, John’s beautiful voice, echo through their apartment.
“Alex, babe, I’m home!”

No reply.

“Alexander?”

Hamilton heard John’s footsteps grow closer and carefully enter the room, in case he was sleeping.
“Baby, are you awake?” Laurens asked, his voice soft.

Alex shook his head into the pillow he was clutching. It was then when John noticed his sweetheart was shaking.

“Love? Are you okay?” Laurens approached his boyfriend, sitting down next to Alex on the bed. Gently, he moved Alex’s head onto his lap.

“Talk to me?” John quietly asked. “What’s wrong? What can I do to help?

Alexander took a deep breath. They’d been over this. In, two, three, four. Out, two, three, four.

He sat upright and buried his face into Laurens’ shoulder, crying, his words a blur.

“It’s just…sometimes I don’t f-feel good enough. I’m not worth a-anything. I’m holding you back. Why are you still here? Why do you l-love me?”

His voice came out weak and broken. He hated it. It wasn’t strong like John’s. Hell, he couldn’t even compare himself to his boyfriend.

Laurens felt his heart shatter completely. He moved his hand up into Hamilton’s hair, playing with it. He used his other arm to pull his darling even closer to him.

Alex tucked his head underneath John’s chin, feeling loved for the first time that day.

“Babe…don’t ever tell yourself that you don’t mean anything. You are my everything. I don’t know where I’d be without you. You shine brighter than all of the stars. Please don’t forget that I love you.” The taller of the two whispered.

Alex felt his eyes fill up with tears again. Why did he always have to screw everything up? He had hurt John by making him feel incompetent.
He sobbed into his boyfriend, leaving a splotch of tears on John’s shirt.

“I’m so sorry,” Alex tried to talk through his tears, tried to communicate with John, assuring that he knew he messed up, trying to make John stay.

“Shh, shh, you have nothing to apologize for. You don’t have to apologize for your feelings. Ever.” Laurens comforted Alexander, running his fingers through his hair.

They stayed like that for a long time, John holding Alex, whispering quiet “I love you"s into his hair.

Hamilton nestled deeper into his boyfriend, feeling exhausted at being emotionally harrowed and crying for so long. He felt his eyelids grow heavier and placed one more kiss to John’s jaw before he fell asleep.

Alex sincerely felt like everything would be okay, as long as he had John with him.


IM SORRY IF THAT WASNT GOOD ITS MY FIRST LAMS FIC

ITS ALSO FOUR IN THE MORNING OH DEAR GOD

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Smoke Part 6

Story Summary: You knew Bucky and Steve back when you were kids. When they both disappeared in the war, you let Peggy experiment on you with the serum. It had a different effect on you than it had on Steve, and you’ve spent your life in hiding. What will happen when you finally make yourself known?
Word Count: 1,500
Warnings: lots and lots of fluff. A few swear words.
A/N:

You gave Bucky the job of picking out a movie while you put the tea kettle on the stove. You tried pulling your shirt down more to cover your legs, but eventually decided that you didn’t care. It was just Bucky.. and besides, he didn’t feel anything for you, anyway. You were practically a stranger to him.. A stranger that was hopelessly in love with him. A stranger who had memories that he couldn’t recall. You let out a small sigh, pulling two mugs out of the cabinet, along with two green tea bags. “Bucky, do you want sugar or honey?” You called softly, and heard his footsteps come padding towards the kitchen. “Honey is fine.” He replied once he reached you. You nodded, grabbing the honey and two spoons. “The water should be just about done.” You told him, not looking up from the mugs. “You don’t have to do this.” He whispered, and you looked up at him, seeing him chew on his lip. “Do what?” You asked as the tea kettle began to sing. You walked over to the stove, turning it off as he kept speaking. “Stay up with me.. Spend time with me..” he said softly, and you looked at him over your shoulder, feeling your heart drop slightly. “Buck.. do you.. not want to spend time with me?” You breathed, and he ran a hand through his hair. “It’s not that it’s just.. I heard what you said to Steve.. and it keeps playing in my mind on a loop.. I don’t want you to hurt yourself for me.” He said as you poured the hot water into your mugs.

“Buck.. There’s something you need to realize, and I need to realize it too.” You whispered, looking up at him. He tilted his head to the side, waiting for you to finish. “Being away from you, now, is going to hurt me more than being near you.” You finished, and saw his jaw tense. “I’m always going to love you, Buck.. whether you regain your memories, or not..” You whispered, and he let out a breath, blinking a few times. “What if I never remember you?” He breathed, and you felt your heart sink. You licked your lips quickly, not expecting him to have said that. “Then.. I guess that’s something I’d have to live with.. but I’ll still love you.” You said, which only seemed to make him more upset. “And if I find someone else?” He asked in a low voice. Your heart dropped more, and your hands began to shake. “T-then so be it.. A-all I’ve ever wanted was for you to be happy, Buck.” You whispered shakily. He didn’t say anything more after that, and neither did you. You held out his mug to him, and he took it carefully, his fingers brushing against yours.

He’d decided on watching a comedy, which You were thankful for. You needed to get your mind off of what had occurred in the kitchen. Unfortunately, that didn’t happen. You just kept seeing images in your head of Bucky with other women, and it made you want to puke.. but if he chose someone else, you wouldn’t stop him. His happiness came before your own. That’s what happens when you truly love someone… right?

About thirty minutes into the movie, Bucky sat his mug down on the coffee table and turned to look at you. You followed his actions, clasping your hands together in your lap. “Yes?” You asked, assuming he had a question for you. “Can I try something, without you getting mad or running away?” You looked at him hesitantly before nodding, “S-sure.” He scooted closer to you, “Close your eyes.” You did as you were told, and you suddenly felt his hands on your face. It took everything in you not to flinch at the sudden contact of his metal hand. It was so cold in comparison to his flesh. His thumbs traced your cheekbones lightly, before moving down and brushing against your lower lip. You parted your lips slightly, letting out a slow breath as his hands lowered to your neck, and then your shoulders. “Did we ever…” he started, and you cut him off by shaking your head. “You were a perfect gentleman.” You whispered, and heard him chuckle.

His hands left your shoulders, and you felt his weight shift on the couch. He pushed you back, to where you were laying flat on your back, and then you felt his weight on the lower half of your body, as he placed his head on your chest, his torso resting between your legs. If it were anyone else doing this, you would’ve found it awkward, but it was Bucky. And for some strange reason, you couldn’t say no to him. His ear rested perfectly on your sternum so he could listen to your heart beat clearly. “Your heart is beating so fast.” He whispered, and all you could do was nod. “Do I make you nervous?” He asked, and received another nod from you, which made him chuckle again.

You’re not sure how long you stayed like that, but your hand eventually found its way into his hair, running your fingers through it gently as you watched the movie. He was so warm, he was practically like your own personal space heater. You loved it. You loved him. You found yourself wondering if this is what things would’ve been like if he had come home from the war.. if you would’ve grown old together, maybe even had children. You let out a sigh, and he turned to look at you, his chin resting on your chest. “Are you okay?” He asked, and you looked down at him, smiling sadly. “Yeah.. just thinking.” You told him, and he sat up, pushing himself away from you so he was sitting where he had been before. You did the same, pulling your shirt down over your legs again. “I’m sorry.” He whispered, staring at his hands. “It’s okay, Buck.. I get it.. you’re curious.” He let out a long sigh before looking at you again. “I don’t get it, you know.” You looked at him confused, and he spoke again. “Why you’d love me. I’m a monster.”

You pushed yourself up off the couch, sitting closer to him, grabbing his face in your hands. “James Barnes, don’t you ever say that again.” You whispered fiercely, and he bit his lip as you spoke to him. “I knew you before the war. Before they took you from me. And you are the same person you were before. Kind, gentle, willing to give your life for the people you love. That’s never changed. It never will. I don’t care what you did, because it wasn’t you. It wasn’t Bucky.” You told him, your eyes scanning his face. He placed one of his hands over yours, staring at you with a strange look. “I would love you, no matter what you did.” You whispered to him, and he pulled you into his arms, hugging you tightly. It was the first time you’d hugged him in decades, and you felt your heart swell at the sudden contact. You wrapped your arms around his neck, crawling into his lap. He didn’t seem to mind, he just held you closer, burying his face in your hair.

In that moment, you forgot that he didn’t remember you. In that moment, you were hugging your Bucky. “I missed you so much.” You breathed into his neck, and his grip on you tightened, but he didn’t say anything. “I know you don’t feel the same, and I know you don’t remember, so you don’t have to say anything.. but I love you. I’ve always loved you. And I’m so sorry that I didn’t say it enough before you left for the war. I’m so fucking sorry.” You whispered, and he just held you, listening to every word you spoke. “You were the best thing to ever happen to me, Buck. I don’t want to lose you again..” he pulled away from you, taking your face in his hands, his eyes finding yours, “Nobody is going to take me from you. Not this time.” He promised, and you shook your head. “What if you never remember me?” You asked, just as he had earlier. He bit into his lip, his thumbs rubbing your cheeks softly. “I’ll make myself remember.” He breathed, his eyes never leaving yours. “But.. what if you can’t?” You whimpered, and he growled quietly, pulling you back into his embrace. “Then, I guess we will have to make new memories.” Was his response. You sniffled, resting your palm against his bare chest, feeling his heart beat erratically. “Buck.. you loved me so long ago.. how are you even sure you’d like me, now?” You wondered, and he held you tighter. “Don’t you worry about that, doll.” He whispered, and you felt your heart flutter at the nickname.

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