its the sound of me smashing my head into the nearest wall

Heights

Originally posted by wonderlandgirlforever

Peter Parker x Shy/Scared Reader

Summary: Even though Peter’s been busy with saving the world, you’ve been feeling neglected and unwanted. He notices and decides to do something fun to cheer you up. 

Word Count: 2,453 (my longest one so far, holla)

Warnings: heights, panic attack, language, fluff, sad stuff. Let me know if I missed any. 

A/N: Alrrright guys, hopefully this turns out okay. I was thinking about making this into a series depending on how much you guys dig it. If you do, then I will post all about what I’m going to do for the series to see if you guys are interested. Sound good? As always, feedback is definitely appreciated. I never get any, so I don’t know what I’m doing wrong or right. Enjoy!


Ever since Peter told you he was the big ‘ol Spiderman, it felt like your guys’ weekly hangouts and movie nights were coming to an end. Of course you understand that he’s saving the world and stopping the bad guys, but it leaves you worried and afraid for his well being. He always seems distracted around you and it fills you with a darkness. Telling Peter would make you seem selfish, so you bury it, hoping it won’t poke its way through. 

Being the shy, reserved, person you are, you definitely had difficulty talking to Peter, especially since you’ve always had a never ending crush on him. After a while of trying to ask him if he could hang out, you stopped. It wasn’t worth the pain of going through to only be rejected once again. 

However, what you didn’t know was that Peter noticed you putting up your walls again. He didn’t want to lose you and decided he was definitely going to do something about it. Starting tonight

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I Know You Like Me


(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader
word count :
3 713
warning : smut
summary : Reader and Kai always are cocky / tease each other , one day Reader is kidnapped and Kai comes to her rescue.
* not my gif
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“Oh crap.” she muttered , noticing Kai walking in the Grill making his way towards her. He was hot as hell , that was true but also super annoying getting on her nerves all the time. Yet for some unexplicable reason she liked being around him more than she cared to let on.
“Hello beautiful. How’s your day going?” he said with a smirk , sitting opposite her and reaching for the fries in front of her. Y/N smacked his hand away , but he was too fast for her. Kai grinned. “Oh don’t look so sad. It’s just a few fries… I’ll get you more. That’s what boyfriends do right ?”
Y/N crossed her arms on her chest , a sigh of frustration leaving her lips. “Stop reffering to yourself as my boyfriend. You are not my boyfriend. Don’t you have someone else to torture?”
“Lots of people but I like torturing you most.” said Kai snatching another couple of fries from her plate. Y/N smacked his hand and he grabbed it , both of them leaning in towards each other. He was driving her insane. They stared into each other’s eyes for a long moment before Kai let go of her wrist smiling at her. “Love that vein popping on your forehead when you get angry… and how your eyes literally burn with fire.”
“Funny. That vein didn’t appear so often until I met you.”
“Oh don’t pretend like you are not obsessed with me.” Kai winked at her.
“I am not obsessed with you but I do know you are obsessed with me.” Y/N said leaning in onto the table , Kai doing the same until their faces were inches away from each other.
“You are so full of yourself , Y/N.” he said in low voice.
“Look who’s talking.” she retorted.
The waitress came by , glancing at them for a moment before her eyes focused on Kai. Every girl at the Grill and everywhere he went always did that and for some reason it bothered Y/N.
“Hello. My name is Emma. What can I get you?”
Y/N sat back , crossing her arms on her chest starring at Kai.
“A flight of stairs I can throw myself down on.” she muttered. Kai started to laugh at her comment and Y/N made a face at him.
“Fries , large serving. My girlfriend loves them so much and she never lets me near hers.” said Kai smiling at the waitress who looked disappointed hearing him call Y/N his girlfriend. She wrote the order down and stepped away.
Y/N scoffed. Every time they were together Kai would reffer to her as ‘his girlfriend’. Part of her was flattered , another was ready to strangle him. A couple of times he had done this around guys who were talking to her. Kai would casually walk over to her , put his arm around her shoulder , lean in whispering in her ear how much she annoys him and then would turn to the guys saying “Isn’t my girlfriend the best ?” at which point they would smile , nod and go away. Last time he had done that Y/N turned around punching him hard in the shoulder.

“Ouch! What was that for ?!” he had said , starring at her.
“Being an ass , that’s what.” Y/N had replied , turning on her heels angrily walking away from him.

“I am not your girlfriend Malachai. How many times do I have to tell you this ?! Stop calling me that.
“But you could be.” he teased , taking another french fry from her plate. Y/N didn’t even bother trying to swat his hand away this time. What would be the point ?
“Not in a million years.” she retorted just as the waitress returned with the fries.
Kai turned towards her , flashing the girl his best smile.
“Thank you sweetheart.”
The girl blushed and walked away , but for some reason it made Y/N felt angrier with Kai about calling the girl ‘sweetheart’ than about anything else in the past half hour. When Y/N looked at Kai , he was starring at her with an amused expression on his face and curiousity in his eyes.
“These are for you.” he said pushing the plate towards her. “See ? I’m a nice boyfriend.”
“No thanks.” Y/N said getting up. “And again - you are not my boyfriend.” she turned on her heels walking away from him.
Kai left some money on the table and got up chasing after her. He grabbed her hand , stepping in front of her. Her jaw was clenched and there was that vein on her forehead again he loved so much , her lips were pressed into a thin line. Y/N didn’t look angry , not exactly … she looked upset.
“Wait wait.. Can’t you see I am trying to be nice ?” he said suddenly serious. “You are the only one who can stand being around me. What’s it going to take to get you to like spending time with me ?”
“Nice ?” she glared at him. “We must have different definitions of ‘nice’. And I will never like you or enjoy your company , Malachai. Stop trying.”
“Don’t call me that.”
Y/N had touched a nerve. He hated it when people used his full name. In truth she loved his full name , she also loved teasing him with it.
“OH but I love calling you Malachai. … Maalaachaaiii.” she repeated smiling at him , watching his jaw clench. He looked around them for a second and then he smashed her into the nearest wall in vampire speed , his hands on either side of her boxing her in. Every time she called him by his full name , he felt both angry but also liked the way she said it.
“I can hear your heart beat , sweetheart.” he said quietly. “I know you are lying. You love it when I am around you.”
Y/N leaned in towards him , her lips almost touching his as she spoke.
“Maybe ..or maybe not. You can’t prove anything anyways.”
Kai snaked his hand around her waist noticing yet another change in her heartbeat and the corners of his mouth twitched. Y/N might deny it but she liked it when he was around.

* * *

Two whole days passed after the last time he saw her at the Grill and Kai couldn’t find Y/N anywhere. Not at home , not a her college. He started getting this awful feeling he hated most - worry. Something must’ve happened to her. In the end Kai decided to go to the Salvatores , they were her friends and maybe would tell him where she is. Just as he was about to walk inside , he heard voices and decided to eavesdrop instead.

“What did Matt say ? Don’t they have a security footage or something ?!” Caroline raised her voice.
“No. All they have is a statement from a witness who was too drunk to remember anything but a 'black suv with tainted windows’.” said Damon.
“Well , we have to find her. It’s been two days…” sighed Caroline. “What if something happens to Y/N and we are too late? We have to do something.”

Kai froze on the spot. Something had happened to Y/N. Suddenly his worry was replaced with anger quickly boiling into rage. Whoever it was that had gotten her , he intended on finding them and killing them in a very painful way. No one got to mess with her but him.


Vampires. Of course , it had to be vampires. How it was that somehow as one of the few human friends of the vampire population in Mystic Falls , Y/N always got caught in the cross fire ? For two days they have kept her locked away. The first time she had come to , her hands and legs had been tied up and she was in the back of an SUV . Y/N had no idea who the people were or what they wanted with her , all she knew was they were vampires. Then they had knocked her out again and the second time she had woken up , she found herself in an abandoned house with broken windows. No sounds came from anywhere , no cars … just silence. At least the second time her legs and hands hadn’t been tied up.
Y/N got up from the old sofa where she had been layed down and quietly got up heading towards the exit. Maybe if she got her hands on one of their phones or found a way out of the house, she could save herself. No one else appeared to be coming to her rescue. Either they didn’t know she was missing or couldn’t track her down.
“Where do you think you are going, girl?”
Y/N turned towards the voice. The guy had black hair , blue eyes and was wearing torn up black jeans and a black t-shirt. Excluding the fact he had been the one to grab her , fed on her not once but twice … he was hot and under other curcumstances maybe she would’ve even liked him.
“Bathroom.” she lied. “I need to pee. You know ? Like a lady.”
The guy laughed. “You are lying.I can hear your heart rate changing.” he grabbed her hand pushing her roughly back onto the sofa. “Sit down. Don’t move.” he ordered. “Or I will gladly take a bite again.”
Y/N sat on the sofa bringing her knees up.
“Good girl.” he said. “Unfortunately , I am hungry and you are the only thing to eat around here.”
“What ?” she asked confused , as the guy forcefully pulled her wrist towards him. “No , please don’t.” she begged.
In that moment from somewhere outside came loud noise as if glass shattered and the door had been pushed off its hindges followed by screams. The guy titled his head listening and got up quickly , a few of his friends she had seen the past two days rushing into the room.
“What’s going on ?” the guy asked confused.
No one answered him. His friends froze in one spot , with a pained expressions on their faces. Some got beheaded , others lost their hearts. Y/N pulled herself up onto the sofa , trying to get a better look at what was going on and then he saw him.
“Oh my God.” she whispered.
The guy vamp - ran towards Kai trying to grab his neck but Kai was faster. He twisted the guy’s arm behind his back breaking it and sank his teeth into his neck tearing his head off , letting it roll on the floor close to the sofa where Y/N was standing frozen in shock.
Kai wiped blood off his mouth , looking around the floor covered in blood and body parts.
“Well … that was fun.” he muttered to himself , kneeling down to check if someone had accidentally been left alive. He didn’t intend on leaving survivors.
“M-Malachai?” Y/N said quietly , trying not to look at the severed head a few meters away from her. Kai looked up at her and a smile spread across his face. In a flash he was next to her. Kai kicked away the guy’s head as if it was a football ball and pulled her into his arms.
“I thought I lost you !” he said , stroking her hair as she wrapped her hands around him. Kai pulled away cupping her face , his fingers tracing every inch of her face , a smile spreading across his face. “Are you OK? Did they hurt you ?”
“Y-You came for me ?” she asked in a quiet voice trying to process everything that had happened the past few minutes. Of all the people that could’ve come to her rescue it was him. “Why would you care ?”
Kai gazed into her eyes for a long moment before his lips smashed against hers backing her against he sofa.
“Because I love you. I … I didn’t realise it until I learned you had been taken. All I knew was I had to find you or I’d die.” he smashed his lips against hers again not letting her say a word. Nothing he had ever felt compared to the relief he had felt seeing her a few minutes ago.
Y/N moaned into the kiss , her hands pulling him closer to her. Kai’s ’I love you’ echoing in her mind. She pushed him off her , quickly moving onto his lap.
“You love me ?” she said , her hands cupping his face.
“Yes ! I do. I love you. ” he smiled. “I have probably loved you this entire time without realising it.”
Y/N smashed her lips against his , his hands on her hips pulling her towards him. A low growl came from deep inside his throat feeling her grind against him.
“I love you too Malachai.” she said smiling at him , leaning in to whisper in his ear. “You know you look even hotter covered in blood.”
Her lips smashed against his , her hips grinding on his crotch while her hands tangled in his hair. How it was possible she hadn’t realised earlier she has feelings for him ?
“Slow down princess. Not the time or the place.” he said gently pushing her away from him. Y/N pouted for a second before Kai swept her off her feet , bridal style carrying her to his car only then noticing the puncture wounds on her neck realising they had fed on her. He felt the same anger burn through his veins. A few moments later they got to his car and Kai let her feet gently onto the ground , caressing her face. He bit his wrist bringing it to her and she took it without hesitation.
“I don’t know what I would’ve done if I had been too late.” he said softly while helping her get the seat belt on. A second later he got into the car and put the keys in the ignition.
“Don’t tell me you are going soft on me?” she winked at him.
Kai leaned in towards her , his breath tickling the skin on her neck. He listened to her heart beat change and smiled to himself. “Never. You are still the most annoying person I know.”

* * *

Y/N turned towards Kai as they drove down the dark empty roads. He looked different. There was a glow in his eyes she hadn’t seen before , and she already loved that glow. Y/N tilted his chin towards her before kissing him again , lightly biting his lower lip earning a low growl from him.
“Where are we going?” she asked curious as he took another turn. There were no buildings anywhere , just trees and more trees and occasionally an animal somewhere near the road.
“Some place … private.” he said with a delivish smirk.
They drove in silence for while until suddenly Y/N’s legs parted as if by magic and she felt something teasing her folds through her panties. Except there was nothing there. For a moment she thought she had imagined it but then there was pressure on her clit as if someone was rubbing it in slow eight figures. Y/N cleared her throat pulling herself up on the seat. The pressure didn’t disappear. She tried to push her legs together and for a second she was sucessful until her legs parted all by themselvesagain.
“You OK sweetheart ?” Kai asked concerned.
“Mmhmm… ” she mumbled , fearing her voice might betray her if she tried to say something. Y/N could feel herself getting wet , the slow eights turning into fast rough ones. She grabbed the seat , her nails digging into it as she tried to muffle her moans and figure out what or how this was happening. Then she caught a glimpse of Kai - his eyes had darkened , and his fingers on the steering wheel moved remarcably like the pressure she felt on her clit.
“Fuck Kai” she moaned out as an invisible finger entered her suddenly. She gripped onto the seat closing her eyes for a moment. Kai was using his magic to tease her.
“What did I do ?” he asked innocently.
Y/N turned her head towards him. “You know what.” she moaned out.
Kai turned towards her grinning as the invisible finger was joined by another. She could feel how they curled inside her , going in deep before pulling out almost completely. His pace was slow at first , teasing and then the invisible fingers began moving faster. Y/N found herself pushing her hips down on the invisible fingers , her moans getting louder.
Stop the car.
There was no way they could make it to wherever they were going. Y/N wanted him now and it was not up for discussion. Kai glanced at her for a second , feeling his jeans getting tighter around his length.
“MMmm whatever is it y-you are d-doing don’t stop… but stop the car.” she insisted , her eyelids fluttering closed and open.
Kai grinned and pulled over to the side of the road. Y/N quickly unbuckled her seatbelt turning towards him , her hand slid on his crotch plaming him through his jeans.
“I want you.” she said in a hushed voice. “Here. Now.”
A louder moan escaped her lips as the invisible fingers inside her curled up again. She couldn’t take it anymore. As good as it felt having Kai tease her with magic she wanted him , his actual touch. Y/N grabbed his and practically shoved it in her jeans and under her panties.
Kai groaned feeling how wet she had gotten , his fingers replacing the invisible ones. Y/N moaned out a little louder closing her eyes at the feeling. He thrusted his fingers inside her again , feeling her walls clench around him.
“Fuck Kai , I’m so close.”
Her hand had slid in his jeans , drawing circles and stroking his hard length through his briefs. Just as she was about to tip over the edge , Kai’s fingers disappeared. In a flash he pushed her onto the back seat , crawling over her. There wasnt much space there and he just snapped his fingers tearing her clothes off her before pushing her legs wide open wide (one of them over the top of the back seat , the other off the seat). Kai leaned in , burying his face between her legs , devouring her like he had always wanted. Her hands shot for his head pushing his mouth closer to her warmth.
“You taste fantastic.” he groaned, his eyes meeting hers.
Kai nibbed on her clit with his teeth for a moment , then licked a bold stripe across her warmth stopping for a moment to look at her. Y/N had thrown her head back , her fingers pulling at his hair , a louder moan tumbling from her lips as he slid his tongue inside her curling slowly.
“MMm Kai !” she screamed feeling herself about to tip over the edge. His nose brushed against her swollen clit. Then she came , squirming and trashing , as he kept devouring her. Kai moaned and groaned as he did so , sending waves of pleasure getting her closer to another release.
“If I only I had known how it would feel to be with you … ” she said out of breath , her fingers still tangled in his curls.
Kai suddenly stopped , snapping his fingers and his clothes were off him too. Y/N’s eyes widened and she pulled him up , bringing his lips to hers , tasting herself on them. Her hands snacked to the back of his head and she could feel his hard length pressing at her entrance. Y/N slid one of her hands between their naked bodies , her fingers wrapping around his thick shaft pumping him slowly while her thumb drew circles on the tip of his length.
Kai moaned into the kiss , his hand wrapping around her neck as purple / black veins showed under his eyes. Y/N had thought he looked hot covered in blood but the sight of his vampirism was completely another level.
“Go for it.” she said , not a second later Kai sank his teeth in her neck, only getting a taste. Y/N slightly arched her back towards his chest , pumping his hard length a little faster now. Kai pushed her hand away and with one hard trust he pushed his thick shaft deep inside her making her scream out. Blood was dripping on his chin. Y/N licked his lower lip tasting her blood as she did. He thrusted inside her once again , fast and deep every time making her throw her head back hitting the car door.
“You’re so tight..” Kai growled , his hands on her thighs pushing her legs open wider , allowing him to thrust deeper inside her , hitting her g-spot. Every time he did , Y/N’s moans got so louder , nearly turning into screams. “Right there sweetheart ?”
Y/N hummed in response.
“Fuck ” she moaned out as Kai thrusted in hitting her spot again bringing her closer and closer to another release. Y/N met his eyes , black with lust and something else. He pulled his infamous sideways smirk making her heart flutter and the next few thrusts pulled out all the air from her lungs.
“KAI ” she screamed out arching her back off the seat, her eyes rolling in her head. Kai had used his vampire speed bringing her right on the edge. His thrusts were starting to get sloppier and she could feel his hard length twitch inside her a little as her walls contracted around him. Y/N’s eyes caught a glimpse of his expression , the same devilish glow in his eyes as he did it again. Thrusting in hard and deep in vampire speed , her walls contracting around his thick shaft as she came for a second time screaming his name. Y/N felt on fire , even more so when he cheated using his vampirism. Her orgasm triggered his and a few thrusts later he came in hot spurts inside her. Kai’s hands braced against the car door for a moment before he collapsed on top of her , his head burried in the crook of her neck.
“We should’ve done this weeks ago.” she muttered , laughing for a moment.
“I know.” he said kissing her deeply. “I intend on making up for that.”
Y/N smiled at him , gazing in his eyes. “MMmm , can’t wait.”


MASTERLIST March / April 2017
MASTERLIST MAY 2017


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NOTE : to the anon who requested it - I am not sure if thats what you wanted , but I hope you enjoy reading it anyways .😊

AN EYE FOR AN EYE

a/n; this was requested by anonymous, Pennywise seeing the reader get bullied by Bowers. I quite enjoyed doing this, thanks for requesting!

warnings: mentions of bullying, none that I can think of. 

“Pennywise, darling, listen to me. I’m fine, this is a common occurrence and if I ignore him he just gives up and leaves me alone. Honestly, I bruise easily so when he nudges me too hard and pushes me into a wall I get huge bruises like this! I’m begging you, don’t kill him. Yeah, he’s a shitty kid but he does it due to boredom half of the time and to look impressive to his only friends. Plus, his family’s pretty rough so they’re partly to blame for his behaviour.” You wrung your hands together nervously as you watched the towering frame of the clown throw things around in the sewer system, screaming insults and threats directed at Bowers. This had gone on for some time and you were desperately trying to reason with him and calm him down but nothing seemed to be working; a deep sigh left your throat as you dragged your hands over your tired features.

“He hurt you.” Was all he replied, his voice a deep hiss as he stared at you through hooded lids, baring his now sharp teeth in a snarl. Mental images of you sobbing and screaming for him and his crew to release you and leave you be came to his mind as another wave of rage washed over him and he bellows once more, grabbing the nearest piece of furniture and smashing it to pieces.

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Captive

Chapter Four → “Tired”

SUMMARY: You were held captive by Hydra for years and had only just escaped when the Avengers find you. You’re beyond terrified of everyone and everything around you, but the thing the terrifies you the most is yourself. The things you can do with your “abilities” are beyond what anyone could possibly imagine.

Chapter 1    Chapter 2    Chapter 3  

Originally posted by steve-buckys

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You were seated on the couch with Wanda next to you. She hadn’t let go of your hand since she entered your mind and you were grateful for that. The rest of the Avengers were standing in various places throughout the room, all of them staring at you. You subconsciously rubbed at your chest, willing your heart rate to slow down.

“Can you s-sit down,” You asked quietly, “Y-you’re making me nervous.”

Steve smiled softly and plopped down into the chair across from you. The others followed suit, but left the couch to you and Wanda.

“Alright, (Y/N),” The man named Tony began. You were told that he was the man in the metal suit that you had thrown “like a frisbee.” (Steve’s words, not yours.) “We have a file on you, but we thought you could tell us more about yourself. I, personally, would like to know more about your powers because Helen said she had never seen anything so strange–”

“Okay, Tony, just let her start wherever she wants.” Steve interrupted, afraid that Tony would offend you.

All eyes were on you and you felt your body tense. Wanda squeezed your hand. Your eyes flickered to hers and she smiled sweetly at you.

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Zero Point; Chapter 4

For starters I would like to say HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO @nothingbutwordsstuff!! And secondly I’m sorry this took so long for me to post but I finally updated!! And I plan to update more frequently as well, including my other stories, A Twist of Fate, and Proceed With Caution! So be sure to follow me to stay up-to-date with all these fantastic fics!

Natsu would’ve loved to say he went out in an epic blaze—that he valiantly stormed the tower, freed his wife, and faced off with Jellal like the hero he was supposed to be…or at least hoped to be. At the very least, the hero like everyone else wanted him to be.

Well, take it from him—fact of life; exploding yourself in space for the betterment of humanity does not make you unsusceptible to drugs, so if someone stabs you in the neck with a needle, fucking panic.

Now lo and behold, here Natsu was—waking up from a drug-induced coma, his butt numb from lying on the cold stone floor, and a raging headache ringing throughout his body that made it feel like someone was sounding a gong inside him. Times were not fun for Natsu Dragneel.

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Mine till midnight ~ (abo au)

 I got a request for a wolf au or abo au….

I have never read a bts/Oc abo dynamics fic..

… I mean i only have like vague idea….

So i decided to go for a non traditional universe. 

About this Universe :

This is a non-traditional A/b/o dynamics sort of thing. 

80% of the population are betas. 

19% are Alphas and only 1% are omegas. 

Alphas and betas can be men or women .

over the decades , omegas have died out because Alphas do not prefer them. And an omega is often seen as a liability. 

Omegas are mostly women ( male omegas have a very low life expectancy ) 

Alpha Traits :

General Traits : 

  • Intelligence ( Alphas are always super smart ) 
  • Leadership Qualities. 
  • Proactive ( they will make the decisions)
  • High Sex Drive. 
  • Very distinct musk scent which only an Alpha or an Omega can smell. For an Alpha the scent of another Alpha can be very disturbing. 

Traits in the presence of an Omega they have imprinted on. 

  • Aggression. ( When they sense their omega being threatened  )
  • Possesiveness. ( Doesn’t happen till they’re hit by omega pheromones )
  • Violent. ( Again, only when they think their omega is in danger) 

Alphas hate omegas for one reason : they affect their mental capacity and for an Alpha it’s a hindrance. When an Alpha presents ( at the age of 14/15 ) his parents or legal guardian pick out a beta bride for him. They’re allowed to get close ( non-sexually ) so the Alpha can get used to her . They are allowed to get married when they turn 21. 

Beta Traits : 

Betas are just normal in every way. They do not have any scents. Alpha pheromones do not affect them in any way. 

Omega Traits 

General Traits :

  • Very stubborn. ( An omega will always want to fight to get her way )
  • Physically very beautiful ( lithe body, silky hair and really huge ass eyes )
  • manipulative as a defense mechanism .
  • Sex is something they need once a month , just to balance tout the hormones that get dumped into their blood stream when they’re fertile ( equivalent of a beta female’s ‘ time of the month’.) 
  • Can mask their scent by using suppressants (which are extremely dangerous and not approved ) 

Traits in the presence of an Alpha they are imprinted by:

  • Submissive . ( they can’t put up a fight) 
  • Physically malleable ( consent is non-existent. )
  • Increased libido ( they get really horny but not in a fun way. It’s a physically debilittating and painful experience)  

Omegas also hate Alphas because of the control and Alpha can exert on them. An omega’s scent can trigger a lot of negative emotions in Alphas so an unmated omega will have to take suppressants till she either mates with an alpha or dies ( omega females generally do not live past 40 years of age because suppressants can have a lot of side effects that damge organs and stuff). 

Imprinting: 

Only an Alpha can imprint on an omega. This is not voluntary. If an unclaimed Omega and an unmated Alpha are in close proximity imprinting may happen without either of them having a say on it. 

Mating : 

Once and Alpha and an omega mate, they lose their scent permanently. Only they can smell each other and the omega no longer needs suppressants to mask her scent. 

iF YOU GUYS KNOW ME… THIS WILL PROBABALY BE ONE HELL OF A RIDE.. PHEW… aRE YOU IN?? First story will be up soon…

Starting with my bias.

Min Yoon Ki. * drum roll* 

what do you guys think? please comment on this post… ;0) 

Love all of you…. muah…

I don’t know why I never uploaded this. It’s only as I’ve scrolled back through my blog recently that I realised I’d never posted this request - which is mad because I’ve had it written for ages and I actually really liked it. Stupid ol’ me! Apologies to @fangirl1029 for the delay. 

Prompt[s]: Can u do a part 3 to drs orders and tag me

Doctor’s Orders (Part 3)

Part 2

“That was… new,” you said, smiling and biting your lip as you leant away from Bruce. Tony had left the two of you alone to talk, at which point, Bruce had described his feelings for you which had blossomed over the past few days. Shortly after, you’d admitted the same. It had led to you asking his permission for a kiss, which he’d quietly given. Now that you’d kissed him, it was time to gauge the situation.

Bruce’s hands were still on your hips, and your hair dusted his face as you leant over him. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking; his face was neutral and he said nothing. In an attempt to try and calm him, you placed a hand on his collarbone. He flinched and your breath caught in your throat, but you didn’t pull away. Slowly, you slid your fingers further upwards, touching the side of his neck and letting his skin warm your fingertips.

That’s when you felt it.

His pulse.

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The Pact (Part Five)

Originally posted by mvssmedia

A/N: oHHH MY GHAD, I did not update :) You know what, since we’re going slow, I’mma update every two weeks THURSDAY 10AM PH time

Word Count: 3.6k

Warning: None

…| Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six (Next week)


Recap:

 The sound of a truck’s horn rang through his ears – eyes turning into saucers to the sudden realization when he had processed your words clearly.

He immediately turned his head back to Jungkook’s spot, catching a glimpse of a fast-pacing semi-trailer nearing him. 

NO!” Both of them simultaneously reached their hand out as they screamed for the boy to jump out of the way. And just when Jungkook noticed the presence of the truck, that was when everything stopped.


2nd POV

Everything had literally stopped – Jungkook had frozen in place, his body still in a running position while his eyes were widened to the realization of the presence of the truck. Whereas the driver was also fixed into place, shocked and in panic at the moment as he gripped the wheel tight in his hands. His truck a few feet away from smashing Jungkook and running him over in its way.

Both you and Taehyung pulled back, and you were bewildered that one of you had managed to stop everything from happening. You were slightly glad that he was saved on time, but now, one of you had to get him out of that spot before the time runs out. 

You stepped forward to go and grab him out of there, until you were stopped by Taehyung, who was clutching onto your shoulder tight into his hand.

“Wait,” His tone was low, which made his naturally deep and dark voice more chilling than it already was. He didn’t look at you, nor did you look at him. He had stopped you at the exact moment when your shoulders were aligned with him. You couldn’t see his facial expression, but you had the feeling he was pissed for some reason you couldn’t fathom. 

“Why were you chasing him?” He was talking about Jungkook, emphasizing about the scene he perceived before. There were a lot of things going in his mind, and he was dying to get answers so he could sort everything out. Starting from you, to his human friend, and to the demon before them. 

“…” You kept silent, not knowing what to say. Could you just give up your position? How would you even explain to him that you knew Jungkook? You could think of any sort of explanation, but all of them led back to Jaebum. How would you even explain your relation with him? What would Taehyung even do?

His jaw clenched, feeling a rush of emotions inside him. But he kept that in and just seethed. Why were you silent? What did Jungkook have to do with this? What did Jaebum have to do with this? “Y/N please…” He pleaded, not wanting to be left in the dark. His hand was shaky; he didn’t want to hold your shoulder any tighter because he didn’t want to hurt you.

You licked your lips as you were uneasy; where would you even start?

“Taehyung… it’s a long story, but trust me on this.” You said as you pleaded back. You gently placed your hand over his which was on your shoulder, removing it so you could go and get Jungkook out of the way. 

As you made your way towards him, Taehyung finally raised his head. He turned around and observed your worried figure, carefully dragging his beloved human away from the scene. He assumed you mean no harm to him – vividly remembering you calling out to him rather than watching him just die. But then why was the demon with you?

He looked back at the demon behind both of them, but before he knew it, he was pinned to the nearest wall with two hands at his throat.

You snapped your head towards the loud bang, and saw Jaebum strangling Taehyung in his grasp. You made sure to leave Jungkook by the side, then only to hurry next to them in attempts to stop Jaebum. 

“Jaebum! Stop–!” You grab hold of his shoulders and pushed him away on the chest, distancing him away from Taehyung as you stood in front of him in a protective stance before he could do any more harm. 

Jaebum stumbled back a bit before soon regaining his balance. He raised his head, and you could now see his eyes were turned to a pale yet alarming yellow, which sent chills down your back as you recalled flashbacks on the fateful deal. 

“You’re too good for your own well being, you know that right–?” He put his sentence to a halt as he lunged for Taehyung, you grabbing a hold of him and struggling to shove him away from him. But unfortunately, Taehyung decided to step back in and lunge at him as well – shoving the demon back, before walking towards him again to start a brawl. 

You were panicking at the sight, disheveled from head to toe. You had to think quick, and next thing you knew, you were pointing your blade at Jaebum as you were in between the both of them. He didn’t look too happy, but he stopped when he saw your blade directed at him.

“I’m disappointed, you should be pointing it at him.” He narrowed his eyes towards the other angel. You eyes darted to find where the hell was Mira, and you saw her frozen still. “After all, he’s the one attacking me right–”

“Shut up or I’m piercing this to your heart.” You cut him off as you fixed the angel blade in your hand, easing it before tightening your grip around its handle. You had priorities, yes. But you would never point your blade at Taehyung even if the person before you was right, because you chose your brother first before anything else. 

“I choose my brothers and sisters before anything else, especially if that ‘anything else’ is someone like you.” Your words had never been truer, and that had taken him by shock. His lips were parted in awe at your words that dripped with poison and animosity that was directed towards him. He felt… hurt by your words. But he knew he couldn’t fight it – an angel’s loyalty for their family. He knew you would choose them over him in a heartbeat, but that only brought him back to reality.

He stepped back, eyes turning back to the dark brown hue they were. He was defeated. 

You sighed as you slowly pulled back your blade, still standing in between them. You felt guilty for even saying those words to him, but they were true. You gulped, not sure of what to say to break the ice right now.

“Just– stay away from him.” You said all of a sudden, but Taehyung stared at both of you hard, not able to comprehend what was even happening. What was going on between the two of you?

“Explain to me; what on earth are you doing with this abomination?” He questioned you, before turning his glare back to Jaebum. His tone was filled with disgust when he had described him. 

“We have to kill him now, there’s no denying he would side with Heaven against you after this–” Jaebum tried to reason with you, but you weren’t having it, not yet. Not when you had the chance to convince Taehyung to not tell anybody, especially Jinyoung and Seokjin. But you had never seen Taehyung fight before, or even seen him describe anyone with hatred. Was it a primal instinct encoded in all of you that even one of the most pacifistic angels you knew were bound to succumb to it? 

“No! He won’t, not until I convince him…” You trailed off as you hesitated to let the words fall from your mouth. “Then we can do it your way.” Your breath was shaky as you gave him your consent. Taehyung widened his eyes at you when those words rolled off your tongue, knowing what they fully meant.

“Alright,” He shrugged as he threw his hands up, letting you have this for now. He crossed his arms as he waited for you to explain to Taehyung your situation. 

“Taehyung,” Your voice was firm, and you held your ground as you stood tall in front of him. “You have to trust me on this, okay?” You pleaded, hoping that he would understand. “I don’t know if you’ve caught on– but it’s not a demon’s doing.” 

He pondered your words for a moment; not a demon’s doing? 

“All the disturbances, it’s not their doing. It’s someone– or something else’s, and we don’t know what.” You explained; your voice was grounded, and definitely a lot more convincing to him. He had figured this not too long ago, so he kept his arms crossed, indicating that he was thinking and compiling his thoughts.

“…I thought so too.” He admitted, blankly looking at the stop sign. He had a feeling that that might have been the case with them, considering the many dead ends they encountered. 

“But why not approach Seokjin or Heaven yourself?” He questioned, and you were puzzled why he would ask you that, not until you realized he was now gazing towards the demon behind you. 

“Are you kidding? They’ll kill me, and what chance would I have against them when I’m weakened?” He protested, irritated beyond belief that Taehyung would actually think it would go that smoothly for him. 

“I mean you could team up and have the higher chances–” He tried to back up his suggestion, but was cut off when Jaebum was suddenly in front of him – his arm extended on his shoulder. His head hung low, shaking it in disbelief at his words. 

“Listen, I’m glad you think that way, heck I’m fucking delighted for you even considering working with someone like me–” He emphasized that last part while narrowingly looking back at you, hinting your previous use of words. You shifted your gaze from them immediately, shying away from what his gaze did to you. “–but your superiors wouldn’t likely see it that way.” He finished; making his point. 

Taehyung looked at him baffled, clearly speechless as he lips parted to say something but was unable to. 

“So what’s it gonna be Taehyung?” 

“…I’ll help.”


When you were back at the university, it rolled back to 10 minutes before the incident. You were now back at the terrace, sitting under the same fig tree. Taehyung said he was friends with Jungkook before, which was why he was curious and worried as to why you were chasing him. You found that to be quite convenient, what a small world – you thought. Since Taehyung knew him, you thought you might have asked him why he was like that. And to your surprise, he explained that ‘Jungkookie’ was going through a rough time, since his family wasn’t exactly paying attention to him, not even his brother. He’s pressured into something he says he can’t get out of – the fraternity and their rules.

Before you had parted ways with him, he gave you an odd looking piece of device. It was a mobile phone that was compiled with aluminum metal as its smooth case and a layer of indium tin oxide for the touchscreen that could display mesmerizing colors. Apparently it was used for the means of communications, and he willingly showed you how to contact him. You thought of how convenient it was, and how you would be able to keep in touch with Taehyung despite the long distance. That’s how he managed to keep in touch with Jungkook; it was an ‘iPhone’ as he said, which you thought was pretty generic for a phone. You sighed while observing it in your palms. 

And for some reason; Jaebum was also in a foul mood for whatever reason you could think of. He was sitting there with his arms crossed and legs sprawled – a frown plastered on his expression. Was it the words you threw at him? But you quickly shook that out of your head; why would he even be having a fit about that anyways – it was true and it was platonic between you two. But nonetheless, you decided to think of ways to appease the demon. 

You slouched back into your seat, and on cue, you saw Jungkook bust out the door the same time from before. You let him ran this time, knowing that he was just going to the arcade. But you still couldn’t quite ponder why he glared at you like that. You sighed dishearteningly, not able to comprehend how complicated human emotions were. Nevertheless, you decided to bring your attention back to Jaebum. 

You sighed for the second time, now deciding to break the ice with the demon. “Still up for some chaos?” Your voice hinted some mischief in it; you were in the mood to let out your pent up frustration on whatever. He looked at you expectantly, quirking an eyebrow. 

“Whenever you’re ready babe,” 


The comfort room doors busted open, giggling disrupting the quiet and hollow atmosphere. The group of girls made their way towards the big mirror, bringing out their makeup kits to make their faces as flawless as it was before. “That was brilliant! I can’t believe she fell for that!” They gossiped on and on about some poor girl, falling victim to hands of a fake love letter that was supposedly from her secret admirer. 

“What’d I tell ya?” Cindy popped a red lipstick out from her back, happy with how their prank worked out well. “Told you she was gullible,” The other agreed, nodding their heads as they checked their makeup on the big mirror, making sure to always be in tiptop shape.

“I honestly thought she was smarter than that, considering– you know– straight As, top student?” One rolled her eyes at the thought of the said student. This was one of their hobbies, to stir some drama. And Cindy needed to blow off some steam with what happened with Jungkook. His actions caused people to break out some rumours through whispering, leaving her utterly embarrassed when she could clearly hear them. Not with her own ears though, but with the ears of others. Word gets around fast. What better way than to make another person’s life more miserable than hers?

“What did happen with–” “Shut it. I don’t want to hear his name.” She silenced the person who asked immediately, daring anyone to bring his name up. Her tone was ice-cold, and how they were said brought fear into their bodies, not daring to piss her off. 

“We should hurry up though, class is about to start soon. Plus it’s r-really cold in here for some reason, don’t you think?” Her last statement was shaky as she noted the major shift in temperature. She held her arms together to provide any sort of warmth; it wasn’t helping when her dress showed a lot of skin as well. 

“Yeah, I noticed that too…” One claimed, agreeing with the other. She could practically see her own breath by just breathing normally. The lights were starting to flicker above them. 

“This s-school really needs to fix some of its elect–” Before she could finish her sentence, the mirror suddenly broke and lights busted in a blast. Shrieks filled the female comfort room, making the passersby stare at the door in either confusion, curiosity, or in fear. The next second, girls were busting out the door in fear, some tripping on the way. Their disheveled cries filled the hallways, and people looked at them baffled. Some may have been discreetly taking pictures of them in amusement. 

Laughter now filled the comfort room, you busted out off one of the stalls with a grin on your face. Jaebum following after. Who knew it would be this fun to prank someone? Especially when you were with your rival. 

“Okay now I don’t feel so bad about pranking them,” You admitted, recalling your earlier thoughts – saying ‘it just wouldn’t be right’, or that ‘they probably have a reason.’ but man, were you wrong

“You shouldn’t be, what goes around comes around.” He snorted, repairing the mirror and lights in an instant. Needless to say, you did manage to lift his mood up. 

“Honestly; I thought you were the type to bring them to your prison cage.” You spoke your mind, since Jaebum was the type of demon to torture many poor souls physically, mentally, and spiritually. You thought this was quite small compared to all the stories you heard happened in Hell. 

“Let’s keep it low for now, what I truly enjoy isn’t exactly good for the stomach.” Knowing him, his personal interests are for sure something nobody would want to get to know about, let alone have a glimpse of. 

The door swung open, but by the time security came to check. Both of you were gone in the speed of light, and all the damages that had been done were reversed. 


Taehyung was now in the arcade with Jungkook, his hands in his slack’s pockets, watching the teen before him break an all new record on the machine. Then after managing to die in the game, he practically jumped for joy. 

“Nicely done, Kooks.” He complimented as he pretended to be impressed with his achievement. He loved how the young boy jumped for joy in something so small, yet so meaningful to him. He was leaning against the machine as he eyed the score on the screen. 

Jungkook was now stretching and popping his bones from the stiffness he had to endure by staying in the same position for long hours. “Oh my god– that feels good–” He grunted out midway, then moving to stretch his back. “I’m glad you could come along Tae.” Taehyung just hummed in agreement to his words. He was always free at this time, consider it a break and award for all his hard work. 

“One question though, how do you have time for this? Don’t you have like– school?” Jungkook queried, curious as to how the man seemed to always be in the arcade. The angel quirked an eyebrow at him, before letting a smirk adorn his features.

“How old do you think I am Jungkook?” Then it came to shock to the said man; was he not the same age as him? He looked so young though. “I don’t attend school,” He added, implying that he had a job and was older than what the human thought of him to be – at least, in human years. “I’m usually free around this time because it’s my break time.” He explained it even further before the other got the chance to question even further and urge him to make a more puzzling half-truth. 

“Is that so? What’s your job?” He inquired, curious as to what job this young man could possibly have. He guessed maybe a model, which is why he didn’t attend school. It could also explain why he was so gorgeous and practically flawless head to toe.

And why he always had expensive brands (Gucci) on him, whether it was even the tiniest of things like socks. 

“Let’s just say it’s family business.” Taehyung kept it vague, knowing he could only respond with the truth, and only the truth. And this wasn’t a lie; they all considered each other and refer to each other as ‘brother’ or ‘sister’.

“Ahh, no wonder you don’t attend school.” Jungkook uttered out. Taehyung left him with his assumptions and thoughts on what he thought he meant with when he said ‘family business’.

The day ended well for the both of them, they managed to say their farewells before parting in opposite directions outside the arcade. It was around mid-afternoon this time, Jungkook skipped the rest of the day starting from recess to dismissal. It was a rare occurrence for him to be skipping classes, but it certainly did happen, most of times when he had to let heat off. 

Taehyung did have a particular reason to be here though; he was smarter than most would think. Behind all that goofy, outgoing posterior, he truly was wiser than most had thought. The only reason why he seemed to be unguarded was because he could care less about what others thought – surely there were more pressing matters than to look ‘professional’.

He noticed how normal this town had been ever since they got here; compared to the others, it seemed like natural disasters and bad luck just swerved there way here – as if it was ultimately dodged. He found it weird in fact, but his intuition was telling him it was something much more. So to make not seem suspicious, he decided to spend his time here with Jungkook to avoid suspicious eyes as to why he was roaming around town. One could see why he was worried when you chased him, and it was enough for him to make an assumption that something was wrong. More so when he saw that demon.

You had explained to him however, much to his relief. He still couldn’t fathom why Jaebum would actually go and take you for a tour, but he decided that he shouldn’t press on the matter, since it wasn’t his business and it was your deal.

He was walking down the street in the mid-day, wondering what you were up to this time through his phone. This little piece of device is just something his eye caught when he first met his human friend, he only observed what he was doing with it and it only took him a few minutes to get the hang of it. He must admit, it was handy invention. 

Then something caught his nose; he smelled the faint scent of… fire? His eyes widened; where was that coming from? Troublesome thoughts ran through his mind, as he followed the excruciating smell of burning trash. His feet led him to an alleyway, where he saw rapid fire emitting from the trash, gradually turning it into ashes as the smoke polluted the air. It was red – and it was wild, its cackling was loud and did not go unnoticed. He found it weird, but something felt terribly wrong about this.

Screams suddenly seemed to fill his his entire mind – clutching his head in his hands due to the intensity of it. He winced in pain, and as his eyes were squinted, he could clearly see the shattering of windows next to the fire. He knew those screams too well, and what they did when they were scorching in agony. 

He quickly fled the scene, jogging as far away from it as possible. He brought a hand up to the bridge of his nose, massaging it. Then doing the same for his temples to ease the recent migraine he just had. Once he was in a crowded area where humans were walking on the streets, he found the noise to calm him and his thoughts. He tried to decipher what had happened back there, but he didn’t even know what was that.

“What in Heavens was that?” 

Angels and Demons (Cas x Reader)

Character: Castiel x Reader (Female)

Word Count: 4,644 (Sorry)

Warnings: Torture. Blood. Swearing.

Request: can you do a soulaate cas oneshot? like the reader and cas don’t know each other, but they meet and the reader can see his wings?

AN: What’s up, guys? I’m super excited to be writing for Cas :) …and I'm also excited to tell y'all that I am going to officially become an aunt today or early tomorrow! (I’m sitting in the hospital with my sister, as I write this) Anyways, I hope that everyone enjoys! Feel free to tell me what you think, leave a request, or just stop by to say hello! :)

-Megan :)

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The sound of your bare feet smacking against the slimy concrete, echoed off of the surrounding brick walls as you sprinted around a corner and into an empty alleyway. 

“Do you really believe that you could ever escape me, [Y/N]?” a man laughed sadistically from behind you; the same man whom had broken into your apartment, mere moments before. “I know that Castiel has taught you otherwise." 

Ducking into a nearby doorway, you pressed into the shadows and squeezed your eyes shut, hopelessly trying to answer the questions that swirled recklessly through your mind. 

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In which Jason cooks and Damian has a neon crush.

As always, for the lovely frostbyte13 because she got me thinking with some fun headcanons.

Also, special dedication for mommaursa because she was having a lousy day. I hope things start looking brighter for you sweetheart <3

under the cut babes.

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fic: if I miss you, well, that’s my fault (1)

a/n: hello everyone and congrats on 300+ follows explodo-smash! this is a fic dedicated to the entire existence of the blog (and of excellent katsudeku shippers). I’ve been working on this for a while, and it’s probably going to end up going on a weekly update schedule. the headcanon started because I was laughing at absurd depictions of amnesia in fiction, and then accidentally got serious. oops.

the title is from conor oberst’s lenders in the temple!

mod note: our biggest thanks to our followers for the continued support and encouragement. as mentioned above, there will be new instalments weekly. make sure to follow for updates!

summary: izuku forgets. bakugou does not take it well. aka the grand third year ktdk amnesia AU.

[the end]

Izuku’s fast, but the woman is much faster, and his feet are growing weaker without the One For All boost. He’s no Ingenium, and he wishes that his phone wasn’t broken for the third time in six months because he could have used Iida’s help too this time - One For All simply isn’t enough when he’s still learning to use its full potential without destroying everything in his path. The villain must be pretty wily, knowing his capability for mass destruction and choosing narrow alleys where he can’t attack her without knowing her exact location.

“Kacchan, can you distract her?” he says into his headset, and Katsuki snorts from the other side of the line. “Do you take me for an idiot? Just tell me when, or you’ll get caught in the crossfire.”

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Its Not All That Simple (Calum Hood Imagine) - Part 8

Originally posted by teenagedfricks

Requested: Yes

Warnings: swearing + hints of aggression/drunk-ness + mentions of family problems/alcohol

A/N: this was a really long wait so I’m sorry, tell me what you think and tell me if you want the next part!x

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Missing out- Jack G Imagine

Requested by anonymous xx

After a stressful day at college all you wanted to do was come home to your boyfriend and cuddle with him. You hadn’t got proper time with him since you were busy with college.

As you opened the door to your house that you shared with Jack you saw a pair of black high heels that didn’t look like yours.

You shrugged it off thinking maybe Mahogany left it after the last time she was here.

As you made your way upstairs you heard a few giggles and quiet moans.

You were now curious maybe Jack was watching porn? You opened the door quietly to your room.

There was Jack with Madison, they hadn’t seemed to notice you at first. They were too busy doing it.

“Is this good for your first time?” he whispered to her moving slowly in and out of her.

A sob escaped your lips and Jack turned around his eyes wide and Madison sat there with a smirk playing on her lips.

“(y/n) I can explain-” he began but you cut him off.

“What the fuck Jack?? She’s underage! You could go to jail for this you fucking bastard! I can’t believe you would cheat on me after everything! You are a horrible person and I fucking hate you. Don’t ever come near me.” you shrieked not liking how your voice sounded to you.

You ran down the stairs and then opened the door running to your car.

“Baby! Please don’t leave!” Jack begged running after you, pulling on boxers.

You got in your car and slammed the door shut before driving away fast and not bothering to look back.

You had made it to your friend’s house safely, the tears still ran down your cheek and (y/bf/n) engulfed you in a hug and took care of you.

As the sun set and the moon rose your friend came into the room you were staying in.

“(y/n), Sammy and Skate are having this awesome party tonight. Come with me and we can get drunk. It’ll help you get your mind off that asshole.” She pleaded with you.

“I don’t know..”you trailed off not knowing what to do.

“Come on, it’ll be fun”

“W-What if he’s there?” You asked your voice barely above a whisper.

“Then we’ll show him what he’s missing out on” she said with a smirk and you couldn’t help but smile yourself.

She got you ready in a white, full sleeve, tight and short dress. The dress went a bit below your but and you paired it with some black pumps. Your hair was curled and your makeup was done wonderfully.

As you made it to the party the music was pumping loudly and there were people everywhere.

Some people were passed out on the grass, others were making out and most were dancing.

As soon as you entered (y/bf/n) left to go find her boyfriend Nathan.

You pushed amongst the people and made it safely  over to a wall. You leaned against the wall and then reached for a drink.

You gulped down the drink fast as the liquid burned your throat, you smiled to yourself and went for another drink.

As you were on your third drink you saw Jack G and beside him was Madison who was grinding up against him.

The tears made it ways to your eyes again as you saw them together.

‘They’re probably together now’ you thought to yourself forcing the tears back.

You wanted revenge, so you made your way to the dance floor, showing off some moves.

A pair of warm hands made its way to your waist as you grinded up against the random stranger.

The stranger was moving his hands all over your body, his hands lightly squeezed your ass and you gave out a slight moan.

You could feel a gaze burning a hole through you.You looked up to see Jack G looking at you possessively and you just glared at him.

You could feel the guys boner poking at your butt and you smiled victoriously.

“Wanna go upstairs babe?” you heard a whisper at your ear.

“Sure” you replied a bit tipsy and grinned up at him.

He took your hand and led you upstairs into a room. You sat on the bed grinning seductively at him.

“Jack was right, you sure are beautiful” the guy said to you.

Your smile turned into a frown as you heard the name.

“Jack G?” you asked and he nodded. “Why was he talking about me..?”

“He said that you might be here tonight and to take care of you, make sure you didn’t get into trouble and all.” he replied.

You scoffed and looked away. “Then why the fuck did he cheat on me?”

“The bitch Madison said some shit to him, gave him a couple of drinks. She set it all up. I came over and she told me everything after I threatened her.” he said shaking his head.

“I’m going to fuck her up” you growled. “No one messes with my man” you said out loud and walked downstairs.

You found Jack G trying to push Madison off of him but she still wouldn’t give up.

You grabbed the nearest water bottle and walked over to them opening the cap.

“Hey Thotison, thought you might be thirsty so I brought you some water” you said splashing the cold water on her face. “Since all you do is go after other people’s boyfriends. You must be really desperate and thirsty huh? Would you like some more water to quench your thirst?”

The make up slowly dripped off her face and she ended up looking like a racoon.

You heard laughs go through out the crowd and people snapped pictures a few of the people hollered loudly.

Jack looked at you covering his mouth to suppress a laugh.

“Keep your legs shut, you nasty slut. I hope you realize the only time you’ll get Jack to sleep with you is if you get him drunk. I can’t believe how pathetic you are.”

You grabbed Jack by the collar of his shirt and smashed your lips against his roughly.

He kissed back wrapping his arms around your waist and pulled you close. You heard wolf whistles and cat calls but you couldn’t care less.

You pulled away and he took your hand leading you away from a fuming Madison and a drunk crowd.

You guys went outside and you shivered from the cold.

Jack wrapped his coat around the both of you, pulling you close.

“I’m so sorry, I was lonely after you went to school and I let her in and everything else after that, I don’t even remember. I hope you forgive me baby” he said resting his chin at the top of your head.

“It’s not your fault, I forgive you.” you said laying your head on his chest.

“Now that show you gave me downstairs, that sure made me see what I missed out on after Madison did that to me but don’t ever do that again, your mine” he growled possessively.

You giggled quietly before replying.”I’m all yours.”

“Okay let’s go now, I’m freezing my ass off” he said to which you laughed at him.

Strange Magic: Kidnapping AU Part 2

Anon prompted me:

[Strange Magic] au where kidnapping is a thing before courting. Marianne kidnaps Bog.

Prologue/Chapter One and Ao3


Chapter Two: Tying the Knot

They sat as far away from each other as was politely possible. This was some comfort to the Fairy King. After the unexpected arrival of the unlikely pair—Crown Princess Marianne and The Bog King—there had been a great deal of confusion. To put it mildly. Finally the king had sent everyone away and taken the two to his study. Now the king of the goblins was sitting uncomfortably in a fairy chair that was too small, and he kept glancing over his shoulder at the window, disliking having his back exposed to attack. Marianne sat across the desk from her father, barely in front of the corner of the table. Both of them had their arms folded and legs angled away from one another.

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Mr. Hemmings // Luke Hemmings Smut

Synopsis: Luke’s your boss and you fuck dum dee dum

Warning: smut, this is very badly written, read at own risk

A/N: I apologize for switching from using ‘you’ and 'me’ so often

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He stood in the center of the room. A group of fellow business men were in a cluster around him, all dressed in their seemingly statutory stiff grey suits. He on the other hand was dressed in a classy black blazer and white button down, black pants and shoes to match. Sometimes I wondered why he was even in this business or why he even bothered to attend the stuck up excuses for parties other companies held every few weeks or so. He clearly wasn’t amused by the conversation being held—he simply sipped on his champagne and nodded occasionally, briefly acknowledging whatever the other men and women had to say.

He was none other than Luke Hemmings. One of the most successful CEO’s in the country. At only 23 he had managed to graduate from Harvard, start up his own company, sit back and watch it flourish. (A/N: I have no idea how business things work so just go with it.)

“Ms. Y/L/N,” A stern voice sounds, snapping you out of your boredom ensued daze.  You look up to see Mr. Hemmings motioning over to you. Sighing, you flatten out your skirt and walk towards the hoard of people. 

“How may I help you, Sir?" 

"When am I leaving for Hong Kong?”

“Next Friday at 6:00 AM, Sir.”

“Is there any way we can reschedule it?” You whip out your Blackberry, scanning the calender for available dates.

“Does September 6th work?" 

"Whatever’s available is fine.”

“I’ll call a few people in the morning and have it arranged, Sir.” He nods his head and dismisses you with the flick of a hand.. Good timing to say the least, the smell of stale cologne was making you dizzy. Retreating to your corner, you situate yourself in the little love seat desperately waiting for the end of the party.

You had only been working under the Hemming’s company for a short period of time before you were “promoted” to being his assistant. You may be getting paid more but you’d prefer your simple desk job to having to run around constantly in order to fulfill Mr. Hemmings every need and want. 

“Now what’s a pretty young lady like you doing at a party full of old men?” You raise your head momentarily to make eye contact with whoever decided it would be fun to spark a conversation with you. The voice belongs to a young man, mid 20’s, light brown hair and hazel eyes.

“Could say the same to you,” You smirk. “Well, minus the lady part.”

He chuckles softly. “So, what are you doing here?”

You point a finger at Mr. Hemmings. “You work for Hemmings? What do you do?”

“I’m his assistant.”

“Sound’s fun," 

"Oh yeah, driving 29 minutes every day just to get him a latte is such fun.” Your sarcasm evident in each word.

“Am I doing something wrong?" 

"What? No, why would you be?”

He subtly points to Mr. Hemmings. “He looks like he wants to kill me.” You look over to your boss who was indeed, glaring at your new friend. 

“What’s got his panties in a twist.” You mutter, sending your friend in a fit of giggles causing more than one pair of eyes to turn towards the two of you. 

“Ms. Y/L/N,” He calls once more and you sigh, turning to your friend. “I need to go see what Your Majesty needs, it was nice meeting you." 

"Yes, Sir?”

“Call James and tell him to bring the car round. I’m ready to leave.”

“Right away, Sir.”

***

The car ride was silent. The soft hum of Mozart’s Symphony #9 being the only sound. “Ms, at what address should I drop you off?”

“99 F-" 

"She’ll be coming to mine. We have plans to discuss.” Mr. Hemmings interrupts, his tone firm and strict, hinting that you shouldn’t argue.

“Alright then.” You mutter, slumping in your seat.

The car pulls up in front of a large home. Normally, you’d be in awe at a house like this but it was expected from Mr. Hemmings and frankly, you couldn’t care less about him.

As soon as you enter the safe confines of his home, you turn towards him, ready to start yelling. “Why am I here?” You snap, placing your hands on your hips and looking straight into his eyes. 

“What do you think you were doing back there?” He replies, completely disregarding your question.

“I was doing what I was suppos-” “You were flirting with that man.” He interrupts, silencing you.

“Excuse me?" 

"You were shamelessly flirting with that prick!” He takes a few steps towards you, prompting you to move backwards.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know I wasn’t allowed to socialize at your stupid excuse for a party! I was doing whatever the fuck you wanted the entire night! Did you expect me to simply sit there bored for the entire night?”

“Is that how you speak with your boss?” He questions, raising his eyebrow.

“What are you going to do, fire me?”

“Fire you? Well, no. I can’t afford to have you leave,” He smirks up at me, closing the gap between us. “I had something else in mind.” Before I was able to ask what “something else" was, he had my arms above my head and my back against the nearest wall.

"What do you think you’re doing?” You deadpan, unfazed by the situation.

“Everyday you would come into work with your tight little skirt and blouse and everyday I had to resit ripping them off of you and bending you over my desk. Every single damn day.” He mutters, pressing a lone kiss to my collarbone.

“W-what?” You choke out, his words not yet fully registering in your mind.

“I’ve wanted you since the day you started working for me. Oh, I wanted you badly but you obviously wanted nothing to do with me.”

“Maybe because you are an egotistical asshole?”

“It’s funny, you’re the only one who thinks that.”

“I am the one running around for you day after day, fulfilling your every need. I know how you actually are.” You retort.

“But you don’t. You know absolutely nothing about me.”

“I know what I need to know.”

“Oh yeah? What’s my first name?”

“Uh,”

“Exactly,” He smirks in triumph. “Do you still wish to fulfill my every need?” He taunts, using my own words against me.

“Depends.” You mumble, breaking eye contact.

Your hatred for Mr. Hemmings was still as strong as ever but the throbbing between your legs was stronger. You couldn’t deny that he was incredibly attractive and he looked like he could easily wreck you. Plus, hate sex was some of the best sex. If he wanted you, you weren’t going to deny him.

“Do you want me?” His hands ghost over my sides, feeling every curve of my body. 

“No.”

“Oh really?”

He dips his hand lower, his fingers drawing shapes onto the soft flesh of my thigh, sending shivers throughout my body. He slips his hand underneath my dress—his fingers cold against my skin as they work their way up to my core. He dips one finger underneath the waistband of my panties. His digit delves in between my folds, spreading my arousal. 

“Your body is saying otherwise, princess,” He retracts his finger from me and places it in his mouth, cleaning my wetness. “So sweet,” he states. “Nonetheless, if you want me to stop, I’ll stop.” He looks straight into my eyes for a response, but my eyes remain hard. He throws his hands in the air in defeat and proceeds to turn away. 

Oh fuck it.  I quickly dash over to him, tugging him towards me and instantly smashing my lips against his. He smirks into the kiss, his hands immediately clinging to my waist. “I knew it.” He growls, deepening the kiss. 

 His tongue swipes against your bottom lip and forces his way inside your mouth. Our tongues dance together in a perfect mix of urgency and passion. “You’re,” “So,” “Bloody,” “Hot.” He groans in between kisses. 

“Back at ya. What do you say we take this to bedroom?” He simply grins and lifts you up into his arms, dashing off towards his bedroom. A trail of clothes follows us to his room and by the time he throws you onto the bed, you’re only in your bra and panties. 

He rushes to push down his dress pants, kicking off his shoes in the process. His boxers soon slide to the floor as well, piling up in a heap at his feet. “Damn.” I mutter, my eyes locked onto his fully erect member. 

“Your turn, princess.” He growls, eyeing my half-naked body.

I sit up and slowly pull down my bra straps. I unclasp my bra and fling it towards him, he catches it with ease. I lift my legs up in order to pull my panties down. I toss them somewhere across the room. A smirk makes its way onto my face as I watch his mouth drop into an 'O’ at the sight of my naked body. “Even better than I’ve imagined. Holy fuck, you’re beautiful." 

"You’re not so bad yourself, Mr. Hemmings.” You say, crawling over to him.

“You can call me Luke, you know.”

“Mr. Hemmings has a nice ring to it.” You smirk.

“It sounds nice coming from your lips.”

“Enough talk, I need you to fuck me.”

“As you wish. Lie down.” I oblige. 

He hovers over me, using his forearms to keep him up. “Normally, I’d love to have a taste but I’m so hard that it hurts.”

“Just fuck me, Mr. Hemmings. You can have a taste in the morning.” You  add with a wink.

He slides himself inside of me slowly, he makes sure I’m okay before he begins to move. His thrusts are hard and fast, our hips snapping together with each thrust.

He brings his thumb down to my clit and rubs fast, quick circles on my sensitive bud. “Fuck, I’m not going to last.” You moan out, the knot in your stomach tightens and you know you’re close.

“Cum for me, princess.” You come undone shortly after. Your orgasm sending tingles throughout your entire body. 

“You’re so hot.” He groans, his orgasm rocketing throughout his body. He tilts his head back and shuts his eyes in pleasure. A string of moans and profanities tumble out of his mouth as he cums.

He collapses beside you and pulls your body into his. 

“I’m not fired, am I?” You ask, earning a chuckle from him.

“No, you’re not. But I’d love to take you out for dinner tomorrow. We can even end out shifts early.”

“I’d like that.”

(A/N when it comes to the smut part, I suck k i’m sorry plus i’m lazy and rushing through this soz)

anonymous asked:

it's no problem, im glad we figured out that it just hadn't gone through! I think all I said in the original message was just asking if you'd do that prompt #13, so here's that. (on a side note, your writing is lovely! 💕)

#13 Victim Of An Assassination Attempt

“Forgive me, my Emperor.”

Kylo’s tone is filled with emotion, head bowed, on his knees in front of Hux’s throne, hoping that his Emperor hears the silent ‘please’ at the end of his sentence.

He doesn’t dare look up; he can feel Hux’s sharp gaze upon his body, burning his skin, setting his insides alight with the fear that Hux, his husband, is going to have him executed for this.

Kylo closes his eyes, feeling a tear escape from his eye. He hopes Hux doesn’t see it drip to the floor. Another weakness.

The banquet had been perfect, Kylo remembers. It’d conformed exactly to Hux’s plans, sticking to his attuned schedule with no hitches. The meal had been served on time, piping hot food and the finest wines brought out from the grand kitchen to the long table which held dozens and dozens of politicians and dignitaries and royalty, with Hux at the head, Kylo to his right; kings of the galaxy.

It was only as the afterparty got into swing that Kylo began to feel as though something was wrong. His eyes felt sticky, his palms clammy, his senses distorted.  

“Hux?” He remembers calling out into a crowd of people but getting no response as the room began to spin, forcing him to stagger to the nearest wall just to stay upright. His lips are dry, throat scratching as he tries to call out for Hux again. He tries to run his tongue over his lips, bringing a sour taste up from his stomach.

Hux had ordered the most glorious of wines to be served with the meal. Kylo doesn’t like wine. He wonders if he was the only one who hadn’t had wine…the only one who’d been served something different—

There was a sudden screeching sound in his ears as though the Force was trying to tell him something, but its cry to him was being prevented from reaching him. The sound of glass smashing had hit Kylo’s senses perfectly, as does the shout that he wished he would never have to hear

“The Emperor is hurt!”

There’d been screams from the crowd, mostly just incoherent panicking but questions from the completely insignificant politicians had struck Kylo to his core.

“Where is the Hound? Emperor Hux is bleeding!”

“Ren is the Emperor’s husband! Should he not be here?!”

“Perhaps Ren is the culprit!”

With the room still spinning and his heart beating faster than it’s ever done before, Kylo staggered through the crowd, focusing on the fading sounds of Hux’s consciousness that he’d become latched onto during their first time together.

Hux lies in the centre of the crowd, medics by his side, white and gold uniform stained red, crimson spreading out from his left shoulder. He’s unconscious, eyes closed, face relaxed as though sleeping, perfect red hair tousled upon his fall.

“Hux, no!” Kylo remembers crying out before falling to his knees, cupping his husband’s cheek. “Forgive me!”

“Why should I forgive you?” Hux asks, tone bland, calling Kylo back from his memory.

“I…don’t know.”

Hux scoffs. “You don’t know?”

Kylo still has his head bowed, body tense as he remains kneeling before his husband. Or, soon-to-be-ex.

“I should’ve sensed the sniper. I should’ve been by your side. I shouldn’t have allowed myself to be drugged.”

When Kylo hears Hux rise from his throne, hearing the familiar rustling of his regal red cape, Kylo can’t help but flinch, bracing himself for Hux’s viroblade to pierce his chest in payment for his failure. Opening his eyes slowly, he sees Hux’s polished black boots halt in front of him. He scrunches his eyes closed again, tears dripping onto the red carpet.

“Hux. I’m sorry I’m not good enough,” he whispers. “I’ll accept any punishment you decide to give me, your Highness—“

“Ren.”

One of Hux’s hands is suddenly on Kylo’s cheek, touching him gently, and Kylo opens his eyes to see his husband on knees in front of him, and Kylo looks up, meeting the green eyes that’ve saved him from too many nightmares to count. There’s still a paleness to Hux’s cheeks from the blood loss, his left arm in a sling, bandages over his shoulder though hidden by his uniform.

“You need no forgiveness, my Ren,” Hux whispers, rubbing his thumb across Kylo’s cheek, wiping away falling tears. “You’ve done nothing wrong.”

“But I—”

Ah.” Hux says, with a raise of his eyebrows, stopping Kylo’s excuse in its tracks. “Did you want to protect me?”

Kylo nods. “Yes. With everything I have.”

Hux smiles, leaning in to kiss Kylo, taking his lips up in a soft kiss.

“Then that’s all I need to know.”

KHRChild 2/?

oddeyesight‘s prompt of teething

Tsuna knew teething was painful for most babies. Why wouldn’t it be? There were hard things emerging through your gums. It was kind like something out of a horror story.

Both Reborn and Tsuna had researched for stories about teething, preparing themselves for what was to come, but nothing could have prepared them for this.

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Another Life: Chapter 2, 1947

The Prologue

Chapter 1: Darkness


The smell was all wrong. I was warm and physically comfortable, but there were too many chemicals in the air. It was too oddly clean. Anxiety gnawed at my gut and kept me from opening my eyes. I was afraid of what I would see, so I tried to continue sleeping, to stay in the realm between waking and dreaming. I dozed, willfully ignoring the truth.

A ringing telephone shocked me out of my stupor, and when I cracked open my eyes, I was crushed by the sight of bright white drywall. No eighteenth century Parisian apartment, this, nor Highland cottage.

The ringing stopped, but it was too late. I was fully awake, and with consciousness came knowledge and rational thought.

I was in the twentieth century.

For a time, I lay in the bed, simply hyperventilating and refusing to face the truth of what had happened. I knew in my bones, in my body itself, but the loss was too much to bear, so I buried my face in my pillow and cried.

When my need for air finally eclipsed my despair, I turned my head to the side and spotted a framed picture on a nightstand. In it, I stood with the arm of a handsome man around my waist. We were both in full dress uniform, by which I could tell he was an Army lieutenant. He looked faintly familiar, but for the life of me, I couldn’t place him. Tentatively, I pulled my hands from under the pillow, and to my horror, my right hand was bare. Jamie’s ring was gone. On the fourth finger of my left hand, there sat a diamond solitaire on a gold band. I could have sworn I’d never seen the thing in my life, nor the bedroom itself.

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