jacket in a box

[wearing a fake leather jacket, eating ritz crackers out of the box, reclining in a casual position somewhere i shouldnt logically be able to access] im emotionally vulnerable as shit dude ill cry on any of you

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Kingdom Hearts merch to get you ready for KHIII

Traverse Town University Varsity Jacket by Aperturedesignco
Kingdom Hearts Oblivion Blade by TrinketySlot
Kingdom Chibi Pattern Mug and Box set by BluePotionUK
Paopu Fruit Plush by NightengaleNeedles
Sea Salt Ice Cream Soy Candle by NerdieNifties
Kingdom Hearts Pin Back Button set by TheGeekStudio
Sea Salt Popsicle Soap by SnowsCutSoaps
Halloween Town Cosplay Hoodie by SixOnClothing
Kingdom Hearts Crown Patch by BrandNewLoveSong

Married with Benefits (Part 12)

Summary: In order to not pay out-of-state tuition, you ask your friend, Steve Rogers, to marry you. Things, as always, never go as planned. (College AU)

Word Count: 861

“Married with Benefits” Masterlist 

Originally posted by skywalkersleia-archive


He ignored Bucky’s calls on his way back, his mind only focusing on you. Steve wanted to be close to you, wanted to hold you, wanted to be with you. There was no one else, there never had been. Sure, he had dated a few girls in college, but you had always stuck to the back of his mind and he was positive his relationships had been purposely tanked by himself because of his feelings for you.

He snorted. Personal sabotage. Who knew?

He opened your photo message again and looked at you, marveling at the sheer beauty of you. You were angelic, from your acne blemishes, to the small chicken pox scar you had under your right eye.

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Louis Vuitton X Supreme

FALL 2017

“First they try to take you down, then they want to work with you”

Masterlist - Updated 30/4/17

Originally posted by sebastiansource

- read my masterlist here . Please come and let me know your favourites -

Series

Training With Bucky - A series of connected one shots of what’s like to train with Bucky Barnes based off these headcanons here - Part 1

Ficmas - A series of christmas drabbles - Masterlist

Daddy Drabbles - A series of drabbles which detail the adventures of our favourite characters as fathers - Masterlist

100 Kinks - 100 kinky drabbles to celebrate Bucky’s 100th birthday (smut)

Front Line Love - Reader a nurse during WW2 finds herself at the same camp as Bucky. - Part 1, Part 2 (smut)

Riding in cars with boys - A smutty drabble series featuring all our favourite Sebastian Stan characters in cars, so come along for the ride. - Part 1: Carter

Bucky x Reader- Prompt drabbles

“I’m tired of being your secret”/“Sometimes, there is nothing better than some good old-fashioned, no string attached fucking” (SMUT)

“Will you just tell me the truth?”

“You don’t need to protect me”/“Didn’t realise I needed your permission”

“I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear.”

“I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror..”

Bucky + knives + dirty talk (SMUT)

Under the table at black tie gala (SMUT")

“It’s Christmas, don’t be mad at me.”

“Welcome to fatherhood”

“Stop being so cute”

“How is my wife more badass than me?”

“I’m not buying IKEA furniture again.”

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anonymous asked:

Hey so i read one of your works on Ao3 and it was super adorable and i loved it, it was about stiles and derek sharing a broom closet of an apartment in nyc and cuddling thier way through their issues with eachother and then you wrote a hashtag epilogue, and i can't stop thinking about how much i wanted the epilogue to be another story so i figured i'd ask, my names scarletwaters on Ao3, ok bye and thank you if you decide to write it :)

little spoon

I had given absolutely ZERO thought to writing a sequel to this, and then I read your message and the ideas started flooding in. Go figure.

also on ao3

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Being Derek’s boyfriend goes surprisingly well for a whole year. They move out of the tiny “apartment” into a slightly less tiny apartment. They continue to spoon; they become spooning masters; they are the gods of spooning. Stiles gets the best sleep of his life, and so does Derek. The non-sleeping aspect of the whole dating thing takes a bit more time to iron out, sure, but they get there. Slowly but surely, they figure out how to hold hands on the couch while watching Netflix without getting weird about it. They figure out, to their mutual relief, that endearments weird them both out, but there are other little things they both like even if they’d never admit it on pain of death, such as forehead kisses. They figure out how to do the whole shower sex thing without serious injury. Stiles also finds out Derek is awesome at cooking, when he can be assed to do it. Stiles figures out a lot of very creative ways to motivate him.  

All in all, awesome.

Then…. well, then It happens.

It’s been about a year and three months when, one day, Stiles happens to see Derek coming out of a jewelry store.

He wasn’t following Derek or anything, he wants the record to be very clear on that; it’s just, they were going to meet up at the Chinese restaurant on the corner for dinner, and Stiles got there early. Usually Stiles doesn’t arrive early anywhere ever, but this time one of his classes got canceled at the last minute and he suddenly had all this spare time, and so he went ahead and snagged them a table at the restaurant.

That’s where he is when it happens, just people-watching out the window and contemplatively sipping his oolong. That’s when the door to the jewelry store across the street opens and Derek comes out, head down, busy tucking a suspicious little black box into his inner jacket pocket, and Stiles spits out his tea all over the table because what the fuck.

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Taehyung

BOYFRIEND BANGTAN | TAEHYUNG VERSION

WORD COUNT: 1,417

FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF with the lightest most PG mention of sex

Originally posted by cyyphr

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Wedding Bells - HS Imagine

A/N - I have been trying to post this for several says now and it just wouldn’t load so I hope this goes up. 

(Based on Harry blessing us with Hawaii)


You sat with Glenne and Jeff at one of the many tables at brunch. You were all in Hawaii for the wedding of a mutual friend of their and Harry’s and you being Harry’s girlfriend – well, now, fiancé, attended as his plus one. You thought back to last night, remembering all that had taken place.


The ceremony was beautiful. Harry had decided to of course wearing one of his dad shirts claiming, ‘We’re in Hawaii, love, course ‘m gonna wear this shirt,’ as he sassily pulled his white jacket over top of it. You had asked Harry what to wear since you didn’t know anyone apart from him, Glenne, and Jeff, and he told you to wear whatever you wanted because, ‘you’d look beautiful in whatever you wore, love,’ he shrugged with a loving smile. So, once you were satisfied with how your hair and makeup looked, you guys were off.

And here you were, wondering when you would get married…wondering if Harry wanted to get married. After the ceremony the reception had kicked off – various people sat at tables while the bride and groom had their first dance. Harry introduced you to everyone later, as his ‘lovely girlfriend,’ but what rubbed you the wrong way was when he winked at Jeff after saying it. Knowing he had a glad of champagne prior, you shook it off and chatted with Glenne as the dance ended. The announcement was then made for all of the single women to try and catch the bouquet. You froze, feeling awkward – you didn’t know the bride and groom, so you chose not to participate.

“You’re not going up there love?” your boyfriend’s sweet voice asked. You looked at him, shaking your head no with an uncomfortable smile. He seemed kind of disappointed.

“Come on, y/n have a little fun,” Glenne encouraged you and grabbed you by the hand dragging you to the dance floor. She ran off before you could question why she did it. The bride strangely made eye contact with you, nodding to herself as she turned around to fling the handful of flowers past her head. Funny enough, they came soaring straight towards you, as you reached out and caught them. Everyone cheered, and you looked over to Harry knowing the meaning of catching the bride’s bouquet.

There he sat, acting like that Kermit the frog meme, sipping his tea (which was really champagne) like it was none of his business, but the smirk on his face behind his glass said otherwise. Awkwardly, you stalked back over to your seat and sat staring at the table, not knowing what to say. They started playing music for the guests to dance to as you and your group of four made your way to the dance floor. Harry had brought the flowers with him, showing them off as he danced, pretending to throw them at Jeff.


 When all of the festivities were over, the four of you headed back to the hotel. You all walked towards the front doors of the hotel, and had almost reached the giant fountain in the middle of the pavement, but you noticed everyone else’s footsteps had stopped. You came to a halt as soon as you realized they weren’t trailing behind you anymore. You turned around slowly, and the confused look on your face caused Harry to turn to his manager/dear friend smirking and raising his eyebrows, with an arm behind his back – keeping something out of your eyesight. They were speaking some sort of language that you didn’t understand – they knew something that you didn’t.

“Guys, what is going on?” you laughed at their boyish behavior. Harry stepped out in front of them, and made his way towards you slowly and revealed the bouquet behind his back.

“I think you forgot something when we left, love,” he smiled cheekily.

“Harry, where are you going with this?” you shifted from one foot to the other wondering what could possibly be running through that gorgeous head of his. You stared at him amused at the fascination he seemed to have with an arrangement of flowers.

“Here,” he outstretched them towards you, nodding for you to take them. You grasped them slowly, still staring at him unknowingly.

“You know what catching ‘em means, don’t you?”

“Yes, Harry…I know what it means,” you smiled cheekily at him. But your face grew serious when you realized what those flowers had meant. Why the bride had thrown them right to you.

“Oh my god,” you clasped your hand over your mouth, tears forming in your eyes as Harry knelt down on one knee, right there in front of the hotel fountain. You tried not to cry until he got the words out, and he seemed to notice.

“Haven’t even asked you yet, love,” he shook his head with his dimples popping promptly into place as he let out an affectionate laugh at your reaction.

“Shut up,” you laughed as you tried to contain yourself. Your laughter caused a sweet chuckle to rumble from his own chest. He took a deep breath before starting to speak.

“Y/N Y/L/N,” he slowly pulled the little velvet box from his jacket pocket, opening it as he continued to speak, “you’re not only my best friend, nor my girlfriend, you’re the love of my life. I want to spend the rest of my nights how we did tonight – with each other, dancing, laughing, holding one another, whatever you want. And I want to spend the rest of my days as your husband. Would you do me the honor of being my wife?”

By the time he had finished his sentiment, he was getting choked up himself.

“Yes,” you nodded enthusiastically. He smiled tearfully as he gently took your hand in his, sliding the ring onto your finger. He quickly brought your hand to his lips pressing a tight kiss to your knuckle before standing up and kissing you properly, picking you up and swinging you around like a cliché scene you had watched in one of his favorite romantic comedies. After placing you on your feet, he peppered kisses all over your face until you couldn’t contain that cute little laugh he loved so much that bubbled in your chest. When you had finally calmed down and Harry had been sweet enough to wipe away any leftover tears, you turned your heads back to Glenne and Jeff. Glenne was holding Harry’s phone and was clearly taking a video, by the guilty look on her face.

“You little shits were in on this,” you shake your head laughing. Harry laughs and goes to retrieve his phone. Once he’s placed it back in his pocket, Glenne and Jeff walk past the two of you, going up to their hotel room.

“Yes, yes we were,” Jeff chuckles nodding nonchalauntly.

You watch them walk away and make their entry into the hotel lobby, shocked by the epiphany that has just set itself off in your brain. The fact Harry winked at Jeff when he said ‘girlfriend,’ the fact the bride literally threw the bouquet directly to you, and the fact that Jeff and his girlfriend had waited for you guys while Harry proposed so they could get the video. You go to respond to their cleverness, but you’re interrupted by your lovely fiance’s voice, as he brushes your hair off your shoulder from his stance behind you, his other arm snaking around your waist. He kisses your neck once before his lips brush against your ear.

“Why don’t you forget about them,” he whispers, “and go back to your hotel room with your fiancé so that he can get you out of that damn dress.” Your body went rigid but filled with excitement. You said nothing and didn’t turn to look at him. Smiling to yourself, you simply grabbed the arm that was wrapped around you and started walking him towards the door.


You snapped back to the present when your eyes scanned the grass for Harry and found the sight before you. He was playing with the little girl he had met at the reception last night, ‘booping’ her nose, scurrying away on his bare feet before she could catch him, his champagne flute in hand.

  You decided right there and then, that you were going to tell Harry that you found out that morning that you were pregnant - obviously not from the previous night. 

Say my name.

Pairing : DeanxReader, Sam
Word count : 1,625
Author : Mel

A/N : this is what happens when I have to pee at 4am, and my kid’s radio is playing “Say my name.” by Destiny’s Child.



You were sitting on the edge of the bed staring at the floor and trying to keep your nerve when the Impala pulled in outside. You waited quietly and patiently for them to come into the room. You hoped they didn’t get hurt on this hunt, or your nerve would be gone. Holding your breath as their boots came loser to the door, you glanced up as it finally opened and Dean walked in smiling, with Sam behind him.

“Hey baby.” Dean grinned at you. Both boys looked unhurt, which gave you a sense of relief for just a moment, but you didn’t miss how Sam instantly furrowed his brows at the sight of you.

“What’s my name, Dean.”

“What?” His smile was gone and he was confused.

“Say my name.”

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1. “holy shit, you’re real.”

Grocery shopping in the middle of the night was your favorite thing to do. No long lines. No screaming kids. It was peaceful and you managed to get everything that you needed to without stressing out.

You only needed a few items. Yogurt, milk, eggs, your favorite poptarts along with some other things.

They were playing a song from the 80s on the overhead speaker. You hummed along as you pushed your cart towards the cereal aisle. You needed your Lucky Charms.

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