just hold me hes too beautiful

7 times Victor Nikiforov was extremely gay for his fiance and it showed on his face

7. The “my boyfriend just made puppy eyes at me so I decided to give him my soul, my body, and the whole world” look.

6. The “this boy is so cute and perfect I want to squeeze his cute little body and kiss his face but since I can’t kiss his face I’m going to settle with squeezing his perfect body everytime I get while I scream internally” look.

5. The “ZOMFG DID HE JUST BLEW A KISS AT ME?? DID YOU SEE THAT??? OMG I THINK I JUST DIED A LITTLE” look.

4. The “I’m at the point of no return nobody save me i’ll die happily in the arms of this wonderful boy” look. 

3. This one needs a gif. The “somebody hold me right now this boy is too cute for this world too beautiful omg what’s happening what is this feeling inside of me ***It Must Be Love playing in the background***” look. 


2. The “I saw him already this morning we woke up in the same bed and everything but oh my god Yuuri there you are why did you took so long nevermind I’m so glad you are here I’m so happy to see you again run to my arms my beautiful fiance” look. 

1. The “literally dying from proud I am, how much I love this wonderful, perfect boy, how happy I am to see him triumph and how unbelievably lucky I am to be engaged to him” look. 

Sweet Creature

Click here if you’d like to listen to the song to help set the mood. x

It was one of those days.

Harry adored his job. He really did. His work was his first love, he always said. But there were certainly days where it all got to be a little too much.

He woke up at six in the morning to be greeted by a rainy and foggy sky outside. He spent a good ten minutes gazing at the great love of his life, her hair splayed in all different directions from having forgotten to tie it up in a ponytail like she usually did. Her lips were slightly parted, and her eyes were still puffy from the night before. He exhaled a sigh at the memory of it—it was the first time they’d really fought in a little while, but it’d been a doozy. Exhaustion took it’s toll on the both of them, but they were both too stubborn to admit it. It had been over something petty that he wasn’t even angry about anymore, even though at the moment in all seemed so important. And even though they tried to never go to bed angry, their tired eyes beat out the need to make up.

He exhaled a soft sigh as he watched his love, and he could see the tension built up in her features still from last night. He didn’t want to wake her just yet, because he knew that she would not love being woken up at six in the morning if she didn’t need to get up. The two of them rarely ever got a good night’s sleep anymore, and he didn’t want to take away her rest.

He got himself out of bed and walked over to the bathroom, going about his morning routine as quietly as possible as to not wake his girls. Within half an hour he was dressed up in a pair of black jeans and one of his button-ups. Usually he wouldn’t get so dolled up to go out this early, but he had a few morning radio shows he was making a live guest appearance on and impressions mattered to him. Having decided to get breakfast on the way to work, he quickly slipped out of the house without making a sound.

The rest of the day didn’t get any better.

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anonymous asked:

Do you know any break up fics with a happy ending?

Thank you for these requests! ALL ABOARD THE ANGST TRAIN! (I couldn’t include a lot of fics because the breakup aspect is a spoiler, but let me know if I missed any that you think should be on here!)


Yuuri and Victor Break Up (With a Happy Ending!)


rekindling by fan_nerd, Mature, 9.1k
Victor stands on Yuuri’s doorstep in the pouring rain with a bouquet of flowers. It’s the middle of the night. The tall man is out of breath, soaking wet, and his eyes are red. Yuuri sighs, letting his ex-boyfriend in like the sympathetic fool that Victor knows he is.
“What are you doing here?”
He hurries to catch his breath and reply, but his mouth is dry. Victor doesn’t exactly have an answer to that question. WHAT THE HECK THIS IS AMAZING

Break the Cycle by SigmundFreud, Explicit, 26k
Yuuri’s neck was bright red, matching the colors of his cheeks. His eyes were half-lidded with pupils blown wide. He could try to avoid Victor all he wanted, but standing this close to the man made Yuuri lose all rational thought. Victor was like a drug, the strongest drug Yuuri knew, and he could never reject those lips. I love this fic omg

Equal Footing by runningwafers, Gen, 4.3k
When Yuuri says he wants to end things the night before the free skate, Victor breaks down. Maybe it’s the catalyst they need to finally get on the same page about their relationship. 

See You Next by rougeandtonic, Explicit, 12k (WIP)
Yuuri realizes that he’ll sabotage Victor’s career if he asks him to coach and compete at the same time. This leads to a standoff of ultimatums over who will skate and who won’t. A standoff that ends with Victor in St Petersburg and Yuuri half a world away. SO MUCH ANGST 

Let’s End This by DawnMalfoy, Not Rated, 1.9k
Yuuri is not good at difficult conversations, so when it comes to having a difficult conversation with Victor things don’t go as he planned them to. HAPPY ENDING!

The Love We Deserve by cactusoctupus, Mature, 20k
The thing is Victor is so beautiful, so brilliant. And he always imagined that Victor was just around Yuuri to have fun. To have something to do. The proposal however, made it too real. Yuuri could not accept Victor loving him that way. Because Victor deserved better than that. He deserved better. I haven’t read this yet but it was rec’d to me by a follower!

They Say by momichi, Teen, 3.6k
They say Victor and Yuuri aren’t really a thing, but Yuri Plisetsky knows better. Very cute and a bit angsty!

Holding on for Dear Life by icterine, Teen, 2.4k
It turns out that sometimes heartbreak happens in seconds, unexpectedly – and once it does, there’s no dulling of the senses. Victor’s heart shatters. Great one-shot!

The Man Who Can’t Be Moved by deeleeon, Teen, 9.3k (WIP)
Victor and Yuuri have known each other for a long time…
“We’ve been friends for 6 years, dated for another 3, was married for 2 and…. got divorced 2 years ago.” Victor says as he drinks his beer.
“Maybe that’s the reason why you still can’t let go… You guys have known each other for such a long time.” Chris replies as he looks as his friend.
“I should be fine. I’m the one who asked for a divorce…” Victor smiles bitterly as he stares at his drink. 

Compromises by Ellie_Rosie, Teen, 51k **Graphic Depictions of Violence 
Their relationship was one of compromises, Yuuri thought, usually in Victor’s favour. Not that Yuuri minded - in all likelihood, he would probably set himself on fire if Victor complained about being cold. But there was one thing Yuuri point blank refused to compromise on; he would not step foot within a 100 metre radius of an ice rink. WOW!

Our Love by flippednique, Not Rated, 16k
“I want a divorce.” There was a barrage of emotions on Yuuri’s face that ranged from shock, to hurt, to disbelief, to pained, to angry, to livid before he pulled away from Viktor completely, grabbed his scarf and left the house with the door banging on his way out. The word, “Fine.” rang like a death sentence. Strangely enough, Viktor felt like he could breathe. Sooo angsty omg

We Don’t Have to Stay Buried by nagoyadelay, Teen, 6k (WIP)
Yuuri moved to Russia to be with Viktor. But everything went wrong. Two and a half years after a brutal break-up, Yuuri and Viktor have an unexpected encounter that leaves them both confused, vulnerable, and possibly… ready to try again? Have they both grown enough as people to form a lasting relationship? Or will they repeat the mistakes that doomed them the first time around? This is so so good so far! 

stay by my side by paranoid_fridge, Not Rated, 3.1k
“Finally!” somebody shouts and Yuuri jumps. Russian Yuri stomps toward him, expression dark. “He’s on his third round of that.” Yuri jerks a thumb to the rink behind his back. “Make him stop before he hurts himself.” Another great happy ending fic!

Entanglement

Entanglement: (m) Namjin x Reader

Word count: 5.4k

Genre/warnings: Polyamory, smut, dirty talk

This isn’t very long because I wanted the second part to go into more detail and whatnot but enjoy :)

Parts: one | two 

Originally posted by yngissi


It was quite an interesting life you led. You were dating Kim Namjoon, a young successful writer who had his own publishing company. He was dashing and smart who treated you like a queen. People knew you had met him from your current boss Kim Seokjin. He was handsome and sexy, kind of an asshole but for some reason that worked for him. They had met in college, hating each other, competing against each other for grades, girlfriends, money, anything with an eyesight of each other. That was until one day they were assigned to be partners for a project in class. They had fought against it but surprisingly to them, they ended up liking each other. So much so that they ended up in bed together even more than that, they’ve been dating since.

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Joker Imagine - Toy Box *smut*

Originally posted by gochaseyourself

Originally posted by jennnym88

!!WARNING!! Extremely smutty, sub/dom

Your P.O.V.

It was late at night and J and I were finally home. We had been at his club discussing a heist and the night ended with a small heist. We robbed a jewelry shop and I had teased J a lot. I ‘accidentally’ brushed against his cock and I said dirty things innocently. I had no idea why but I got a thrill from it.

Now we were in our bedroom and he was getting undressed. I was going to go and wash my make-up off but he didn’t let me off the hook so easily. ‘’What was your behaviour today?’’ He asked me and gave me a dark glare. A shiver ran down my spine as I faced him, seeing his green hair that was a bit messy now.

‘‘What do you mean?’‘ I batted my lashes at him and pouted my lips. That made him growl and he threw his gloves away. I flinched because I didn’t expect him to get this angry with me.

“Oh do you think it’s fucking fair to do that” J asked me with a raspy voice. His pupils dilated and made his pretty blue eyes appear dark and cold. “Do what?” I asked him rather innocently. I played with a strand of my hair as I watched my nearly naked boyfriend stand up.

He didn’t answer me which was either because he was angry or because he thought the answer was obvious. My nerves tangled up as J walked into our walk-in closet. His muscles were tense and he seemed a bit mad at me.

I didn’t need to be alone too long. He came back with a purple box in his strong arms. I watched as he put it on his nightstand before he joined me back in bed. “J what’s in there?” I asked him quietly. He chuckled at me and then he opened the box. I still didn’t see inside it so obviously I grew curious. It also made me a bit nervous.

“Kitten I know you like playing games since you’re always playing with me..” J started and grabbed something from the box. I gulped as he continued. “Now it’s my turn to play with you. I’ll punish you for being so damn naughty,turning me on in the middle of business and all” he let me know and that’s when I knew what that box was. In his hands I saw a pink, fluffy collar.

‘‘Put it on’‘ He told me and handed it to me. Since I had been naughty all day, I decided to push my luck. ‘‘No’‘ I snarled and covered it with a smirk. J seemed surprised by my answer. He crawled close to me and then pushed my head against the soft pillows. Before I knew what was going on, he wrapped his strong arm around my throat. I just smiled at my angry J.

‘‘You dare say no to me?’‘ He growled angrily. ‘‘Sorry Daddy’‘ I giggled a bit. He choked me a little bit and gave me a warning gaze. ‘‘You’re not sorry yet’‘ He said deeply and then laughed. As he let go of my throat, he wrapped the collar around me. I couldn’t help but to think of everything else he had in that box.

J grabbed a chain leach and attached it to me and the bed. I couldn’t leave our bed. I watched as he got up and he started searching for something else. ‘’What’s that box for?’’ I asked him innocently. ‘’Toys’’ I got a short reply. I couldn’t help but to get turned on. I wanted to touch him but I couldn’t get close to him.

‘‘Play with me daddy’‘ I encouraged him. He had a boner that I couldn’t wait to get to. ‘‘Maybe later but I need to punish you first’‘ J let me know. That’s when he grabbed a whip with a leather handle. I gulped as I looked at it in his strong arm. I’ve been very bad to deserve this.

‘‘You’re not smiling anymore. What’s the matter?’‘ J teased me while getting back to me. I just stared at the whip and tried to think how bad I’ve been. ‘‘I just..um’‘ I mumbled and then shut up. J laughed and grabbed my by my collar, dragging me above his legs with my ass in the air. It was the perfect position to punish me. For now, he was rubbing my bum with his hand.

‘‘I’ll make sure you’re sorry kitten’‘ He said seriously. Then he hooked his finger into my panties and started dragging them off.I helped him a bit by moving my legs. ‘‘You’re wet. Do you enjoy being under control hm? ‘‘ He asked me a question. His voice got raspier as he got hornier.

I opened my mouth to reply but I couldn’t. He whipped my bum and I screamed out in surprise. Then I squeezed the sheets hard because it stung. J laughed at me and then whipped me again. I cried out in pain but damn I loved it. ‘’You’ve been so bad..’’ J told me angrily. ‘’I’m so- Ah!’’ I whimpered as he whipped my sore bum once again. ‘’You’re not sorry you little slut’’ He growled and whipped me harder. I gritted my teeth and felt a tear rolling down my face. I couldn’t help but to get wetter tho.

‘‘Your pussy is glistening. Are you enjoying your punishment, huh?’‘ Joker asked me dangerously. I nodded a small nod for him. It made him whip me again. I flinched and cried out in both pain and pleasure.

‘‘Punishments aren’t supposed to be enjoyed’‘ He let me know darkly.Then he used his hand, spanking my ass hard and I heard it echo in our room. I groaned and hid my face in the covers. J wanted to see my face so he grabbed my collar and dragged me up so I was supporting myself with my arms.’‘Keep your eyes at me’‘ He demanded and I wouldn’t dare not to listen.

I looked directly into his dark blue eyes as he smacked me with his hand again. A couple tears rolled down my face but I smiled. ‘’I’m so sorry..daddy’’ I whimpered after his spanking. My ass was sore and it stung but damn it was worth it. He hummed and then rubbed my bum with his hand, calming the skin down.

‘‘Naughty naughty naughty..what will I do to you?’‘ He thought out loud. I didn’t answer because he was obviously going to punish me and whatever I said was too mild. Suddenly he got up and grabbed the box. ‘‘Say a number’‘ He told me while looking into the box. It made me curious again. ‘‘six’‘ I said a random number and tried to get closer, but the collar would choke me if I did.

J laughed and picked something out of the box. It was a black vibrator. ‘’I know just what to do with you’’ He let me know and then met my eyes. I was both excited and nervous now. J wasn’t mild with punishments. ‘’Get on your back’’ He told me while grabbing some other things as well. I did as he told me and rested against my pillows. I needed to feel him so all this waiting made me impatient.

I heard chains as I waited here. Then I felt the cold metal against my ankles. ‘’What are you doing?’’ I asked him  and looked down. ‘’Watch me’’ He replied darkly and chained my ankles to the bed post. He even put a pole between my legs so I couldn’t close them. I almost moaned because this turned me on so much. I was naked and tied down to the bed. Joker could do anything to me. Just the thought made me wet for him.

‘‘You’re so beautiful’‘ He purred as he started to tie my arms to the bed. I bit my bottom lip and smiled. ‘‘Too bad I need to punish you. If you were a good girl..’‘ He started and tugged the chains to make sure I couldn’t escape.  Then he got really close to my face, holding my jaw with his arm. ‘‘..I wouldn’t need to punish you like this’‘ He finished his sentence and sent tingles in a low place.

‘‘What could be so bad?’‘ I asked him. J smirked and grabbed the vibrator. Then he turned it on and the buzzing sound made me even more excited. I tried to arch my back, but he tied me down so well that I couldn’t move. J placed the vibrator on my clit and I gasped because it felt so good.

‘‘Ah J’‘ I moaned and tried to get more friction. He looked at me darkly and then let go of the vibrator. It still touched my clit and I couldn’t move so it would fall. I was holding back moans but it was hard. The friction on my needy clit felt fucking amazing. 

‘‘I hope you’ll enjoy yourself’‘ J said mysteriously. I gained my strength to ask him something. ‘‘What?’‘ I breathed out heavily. It sucked that I couldn’t move but the pleasure was so great. I felt helpless in a good way. ‘‘I know how girls need their space. I thought I could go and grab a drink and maybe see what’s on tv’‘ J let me know evilly. My eyes widened as I stared at my boyfriend.

‘‘Wait- J’‘ I tried to speak without moaning. He turned around and started walking out of our room. ‘‘J!’‘ I screamed and then moaned loudly. ‘‘I’ll be back in less than an hour’‘ He yelled and then left me all alone. I was already close to an orgasm and I couldn’t take the vibrator off. I held onto the chains and then I tried to hold back my orgasm.

Damn J!

///Joker’s P.O.V.///

Y/N had been alone, tortured by pleasure for already 40 minutes.She was screaming my name and then crying out in pure pleasure. I was listening to her while watching TV. Honestly, her sexual sounds were more interesting. Yes I was horny and I couldn’t wait to fuck her, but I was having too much fun.

Finally, I thought she had enough of it. I walked back into our bedroom and saw her. Y/N’s cheeks were red, tears had ruined her makeup and her lips were plump. It even looked like she had squirted. ‘’J.. p-p-please’’ She whimpered tiredly. I noticed that she was trembling a bit. ‘’Are you sorry?’’ I asked her just to be a tease. She cried out and nodded.

‘‘I need to hear it’‘ I growled and ran my hand up and down my stomach, tingling her a little bit. ‘‘Yes! I’m so s-sorry daddy! Please take it..off’‘ She legit screamed to me. That’s when I grabbed the vibrator and turned it off. Although I took it away, she was still trembling a little bit. Her breath was shaky and she kept moaning lightly.

‘‘Oh kitten’‘ I cooed and then started freeing her from the bed, starting with her ankles. I couldn’t help but to notice how fucking wet she was. As her legs were free, I got between her legs. I knew her pussy was sensitive but I knew she liked it. ‘‘J what are you doing?’‘ Y/N breathed out a bit weakly. I grabbed her legs tightly and got closer to her throbbing cunt. ‘‘Tasting what I got’‘ I replied and then licked her juices and attached my mouth to her clit. It made her moan really loudly and I liked it.

‘‘J..oh shit’‘ Y/N gasped while I started eating her. She was squirming beneath my touch and it boosted my ego. ‘‘You’re such a dirty slut you know that, right? First you come multiple times and now you’re letting me eat your pussy’‘ I started talking dirtily. While I used my mouth to speak, I pushed two fingers inside her warm walls.

‘‘Mmh daddy I’m such a bad girl’‘ She breathed out. I fingerfucked her tight little hole harder and loved her facial expressions while I pleasured her. ‘‘You’re a slut, my little whore’‘ I growled darkly. It made her moan. ‘‘Say it baby’‘ I told her and took out my fingers. I had to feel her the real way. I couldn’t wait no more.

‘‘I’m a dirty whore daddy. But I’m all yours’‘ She whimpered to me. ‘‘Good. Only I can touch you like this’‘ I reminded her while getting in position. I placed the tip of my cock on her entrance and then pushed my length inside of her. Y/N gasped and she looked like she saw stars. Damn all this teasing and punishing her got her really wet. Her warm walls hugged my cock tightly, making it feel magical.

‘‘Fuck me J’‘ She encouraged me. We were both hungry for friction. I didn’t need to be told that twice. I started pounding myself into her. It felt fucking amazing. ‘‘You’re still so tight’‘ I grunted deeply. I could hear our skin slapping together as I fucked her. 

‘‘You feel so fucking good daddy’‘ Y/N gasped as I hit her G-spot. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she kept tugging the chains that held her arms. She desperately wanted to touch me but it was a part of her punishment. I leaned down and started kissing her neck while I rammed myself into her hard.

She was a moaning mess underneath me. I bit her skin so there would be marks on her later. ‘’You take me so fucking good’’ I purred to her. As I kept pounding in and out of her tightness, I noticed that she was getting close. So was I. 

I took advantage of the signs and I used all my strength to push her closer to an edge. Y/N gritted her teeth together but it didn’t stop her from moaning. I started breathing heavily as pleasure grew more intense. ‘’I’m gonna..J I’m gonna cum’’ Y/N screamed. ‘’Cum for me kitten’’ I told her and squeezed her tits. All the pleasure mixed together and pushed Y/N over the edge. Her walls tightened around me as she came. Y/N gasped and started cursing as her orgasm took over her.

That’s when I pulled out.I grabbed my cock and jerked off to finish myself. Finally, I felt pleasure taking over my senses. I growled as my cum shot landed on Y/N. Now I felt like I saw stars. It was overwhelming.

I just watched as my cum covered Y/N’s chest and man, it was a sexy sight. She was panting yet she kept a smile on her pretty face. I freed her arms and took off her collar. Then I finally lied down and caught my breath after such a good night. ‘’I’m dirty J’’ Y/N whispered into my ear. Her hand was on my stomach and she traced the outlines of my muscles. I looked into her eyes. There was a sparkle in hers.

‘‘What will you do about that?’‘ I breathed out. Suddenly she wiped some of the cum off of her with her finger. I watched closely as she brought it to her lips and then licked it off like a good girl. ‘‘Dirty girl’‘ I chuckled. ‘‘You taste so good daddy’‘ Y/N purred happily and finished cleaning herself.

‘‘If you keep calling me that, I might have to take you up for round two’‘ I warned her. I doubt neither of us would actually mind that..

"You are a good guy, Zach" (Zach Dempsey imagine)

I know this is blog about Riverdale, but I have some Zach Dempsey vibes a few days and I wanted to write an imagine of how I see him as character. I hope you don’t mind. Just enjoy!
P.S. you can send me any ideas. If you want about Riverdale - do it, if you want about 13 reasons why - do it. Just do it haha

WARNINGS: none I think, maybe some fluff and angst? Thats it.

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Some people decides how to act around different people. If they want to show their weak, honest, popular, beautiful or most realistic side of them. Wanting them to show you their realistic side, you have to make them believe, trust and be by their side when they need you the most. It feels like everyone does it, right? Somewhat, yes. Of course, one of them was Zach Dempsey. In school he is guy-who-doesn’t-care or ,how you want me to say, fuck boy.
I met Zach on my first day in Liberty High School. We were in our freshman year. He was already surrounded by group of people who made him laugh. I was standing by my locker, while my body was occupied by anxiety. Two different people in one place. But long story short, I had huge argument with Zach in one of the parties, it made him came at me in school and ask me if I wanted to grab a cup of coffee with him. I gave him a shot and now we are best friends. Best friend who got to see his realistic side, besides his family. The only answer how it happened is - I was by his side, I always supported him and made him feel better about his insecurities. Usually guys don’t know what is joke and what is serious. He may be pain in the ass, but he is caring, gold hearted and friendly. Sometimes he gets angry by stupid things, then he regrets, but doesn’t show. Because he is “the cool guy”, right?
His mom had to work in another side of the country, his sister went to friends house to have “girly weekend” and Zach wanted to have a rest from all parties. On this Friday evening he asked me to come at his place and have some dinner, because it’s been quite long time since we hang out. Somehow it felt like he tried avoid me and I didn’t knew why.
“The way you and your friends called that kid… Wasn’t really nice” I said as I tried to reach plates from the kitchen cupboard. Zach walked next to me and without any problems reached plates and gave it to me.“Thank you” I smiled at him.
“It was just for fun. Plus I didn’t started, Justin was the first one” He shrugged like it was just another casual accident.
“Well that doesn’t let you to be part of this. Just because you’re in Basketball team with popular kids, doesn’t mean you can say shit to other people, Zach!” I raised my voice lightly. I just shook my head and filled our plates with food.
“Are we going to fight, because of this?” Zach asked.
“No.” I putted plates on the table and sat on the chair. “Are you going to stand there or what?” I tried to sound as nicer as I could. He listened to me and did as I said. At first between us was an awkward silence, so to dissipate this vibe I started to talk.
“I know you’re kind guy and what are you doing with your friends… This isn’t you. Because I know you too well. You’re a good guy, Zach”
“But I have friends. They are for me by my side.” Zach tried to defend his, not so nice, friends.
“By calling you a mommies boy, because you care about your family? Excuse me? They are by your side, because…” I stood silent for a few seconds “Nevermind”.
“I guessed that we are going to have a nice dinner after long time, but as I can see, I was wrong, (Y/N)” I heard growing anger in his voice. He finished his meal and walked to the kitchen counter.
“I’m just worried about you. I’m sorry that I act like mom.” I finished my meal too and walked where he was standing. There was that silence again, but I didn’t said anything anymore. I walked in the living room and sat on the couch. My fingers were rushing through every social medias wall. Until I felt body sitting next to me.
“I know I’m doing wrong and I would destroy anyone who would say anything horrible to my sister. But I’m afraid of loosing friends, being rejected, sometimes I’m even afraid to be physically alone.” Zach sighed and I looked up at him. He was playing nervously with his fingers.
“But you’re not alone. You have family who is loving you and believing in you, you have me. All of your group is hiding insecurities behind their words to other people, like all of you want other people to feel the way you feel and I know this feeling. But sometimes you should talk about your insecurities or whats going on inside your head instead of bullying people who did nothing. With your insecurities you can kill human being with words.” I took his hand and tried to comfort him. “You know, the stick has two ends”
“You’re right. Maybe I should stop having my head inside my ass” He giggled.
“You’re not a bad person, Zach. You just should stop being like everyone else.”
He moved slightly next to me and hugged me tightly. After our hug broke, I just putted my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.
Zach cleared his throat and started to talk.
“I’m sorry that I avoided you. I just wasn’t feeling myself for a while.”
“Thats okay, everyone have these days.” I looked up at him. We were just staring at each other until I felt my cheeks heating up. I giggled and looked down. I slightly moved away from Zach and nervously started to bit my lip.
“Is everything okay?” I heard his raspy voice.
“Yeah, s-s-sure” I said. There was intense feeling between us, so I started to shake my leg nervously.
“If this is because what happened about a minute ago…”
“No, no, no. I mean, yes.” I started to mumble.
“I love you, (Y/N)” Zach said with shaky voice. It felt like my brain stopped working and in my stomach was flying million butterflies. I just looked at him with shock. “For a long time. It’s now or never, am I right?” He giggled. It felt like he tried to hide his shyness.
“I love you too, Zach” I giggled and looked at him, even if my face burned. But his face had lightly red spots too.
“What? Really?” He was surprised.
“Everyone loves you” I laughed.“So why I wouldn’t love you too? Just in different way.”
Zach suddenly leaned into me and kissed me on my lips. This kiss was soft and careful, but full of feeling. Like he didn’t wanted me to break, like I was a glass and he wanted to keep me.
I placed my hands on his neck, while his hands hold my head. Our kiss broke and he touched his forehead next to mine. I opened my eyes and saw him looking at me. His eyes were shining, his mouth transformed into beautiful smile.
“Thank you, God” He giggled.
This is the Zach I know, the one and only.

Sister-In-Law

Based on this:

Person A: [gets on one knee] (Person C), will you do me the honor of being my sister-in-law?

Person B: Did you just propose to (Person C)… for me?

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You, Steve, and Bucky are all sitting on the couch in Avengers Tower watching Moana. Bucky hadn’t seen it, and you had refused to let him leave the common room until he watched it, and Steve had joined you two soon after. Thor was out with Loki, who had been controlled by the Chitauri during the invasion of New York. Loki had apologized and decided to become a part of the Avengers in order to make up for the destruction that he caused. He had also accepted Thor as his brother again, accepting the fact that even though they were not blood related, they were still family.

“Y/N!!” Loki practically sang your name as he skipped into the room.

You heard the elevator ding as it opened and Thor walked into the living room. He walked behind the couch and leaned down, gently kissing your forehead.

“Hello, My Darling”

You grin and reach up, running your fingers through Thor’s hair, playing with the long blond locks. You loved Thor’s hair, how soft it was. Thor was always trying to push it out of his face, so you learned how to braid.

“How was your day?”

Thor gave you a blinding smile, “It was most pleasant! I enjoy Midgardian culture”

Loki was still dancing around the room, making Steve chuckle and Bucky give a small amused smile. He reached down and grabbed your hand, pulling at you until you finally stood up. “Now, you are not allowed to unleash your anger on me for doing this!”

You cock your head to the side, “What do you mean? I don’t want to be pulled into another one of your tricks”

“Give me a moment and you’ll find out”

Loki grinned and dropped down on one knee, taking your left hand in his.

You flinch back slightly when you see Thor stiffen out of the corner of your eye, “Loki, you know that Thor and I …” He just holds up his hand and reaches into his pocket, pulling out a beautiful ring.

“Lady Y/N of Midgard, will you do me the honor of becoming my sister-in-law?”

Everyone in the room froze at his word, and there was a choking sound from the vents letting you know that Clint was there too. Thor was looking at Loki with shock and confusion, “Did you just ask for Y/N’s hand in marriage … for me?”

Loki grinned triumphantly, “Indeed! I even acquired the ring Thor intended to use”

Loki holds up the ring even higher, and Thor stiffens again. “How did you find that? I have kept it well hidden in my room”

Loki wiggles his fingers, letting green mist swirl around his fingers, “Magic, dear brother. Did you really think you could keep anything from a trickster? Honestly you are a horrible liar”

Thor signed and looked at you, “I had planned to propose next week; however, it appears that my plans were unsatisfactory to Loki” Thor glares down at Loki, who doesn’t look the slightest bit apologetic.

You burst into laughter, doubling over, tears streaming down your face. Once you gain control of your laughter you look up at Thor, “Well, do you want my answer now? Or do you want to wait until next week?”

Thor gives you a soft smile, “I do believe that this situation is more memorable than anything I had planned. I am eager to hear your answer, however if you wish to wait …”

You smile, looking up at your boyfriend, but holding your hand out to Loki, “Then yes, I would love to be your sister-in-law, Loki”

Steve and Clint start cheering when Loki slides the ring onto your finger. Thor leans down and kisses you softly, pulling back to look at the ring perched on your finger, lifting it up and placing a kiss on your hand.

“I love you” he whispers

You smile, “I love you too, My Prince.” You glance oven to where Steve and Clint and clapping Loki on the back, congratulating him on his plan. Bucky is calmly siting on the couch still, amusing himself with the show that everyone is putting on. “And for some reason I love our crazy ass family”

She finds out about their occupation, but doesn’t run away.

Anon asked: “ Can you do a reaction to where y/n discovers he is the leader of a mafia group. Y/n is shocked and afraid at first but slowly comes to accept it. Y/n doesn’t run away. But just shocked”

Thank you for your request, here you go :)

This started as a short reaction, but somewhere along the way I got lost in my train of thought and this is what happened. I hope that’s okay. #sorrynotsorry

Trigger warning. 

Prologue: You weren’t supposed to find out.He tried to be as careful as he could. But one day you were heading home, a patrol cruiser pulled up and two officers approached you and asked you to come with them for some questioning.
What followed was an hour of grueling interrogation. The detective seemed to be convinced that he was a part of the mafia. A leader actually. So he wanted every bit of information that he could get. After he realised that you truly had no idea what he was talking about, he let you go. But by that time you were already shaking and questioning everything you knew about your boyfriend.

  Jin/ Kim Seokjin
As soon as you entered your apartment, Jin was right in front of you.
“Are you ok, Y/n? What happened? Were you crying?”
“Jin..I..”
“Did someone hurt you
?” His eyes darkened. He was always the protective type.And just thinking about someone hurting you made his blood boil.
“No.. Jin.. I want to ask you something.. But please answer truthfully”
His back straightened as he beheld you. He let out a shaky breath before he asked"
“What is it Y/n? ”
“What is your real occupation?”
“Why are you asking me this right now?”
“Well.. this detective… he said.. you are a mafia leader… Is it true Jin? Why did you never mention this?”

He tensed. You could see in his eyes that he was debating wether or not he should tell you the truth.
“Me being in the mafia.. would it change the way you see me?”
“I don’t know.. I mean, you do kill people, don’t you?”
“Yes, but..you know that I love you,Y/n. My occupation will never change that. And I wanted to keep you in the dark because I didn’t want you to get involved. To know this side of me. To possibly be on my enemy’s radar. I wanted to protect you”
“I understand that, but.. You lied to me. How can I trust you?”
“Please, give me another chance. I will regain your trust. Just, don’t leave me. You are my only happiness .”
He said while coming closer, opening his arms hesitantly. You sighed. But went over to him, letting him pull you into a hug, while nuzzling his nose in the crook of your neck.
“It’s alright. I love you too. And I promise I’ll try. I’ll try to understand and support you”
“Thank you.
.”

Originally posted by yoonjxn


Kim Namjoon/ Rap Monster
You arrived home to a worried Namjoon. “Baby, what’s wrong?” “Nothing.. Don’t worry.”  Namjoon frowned, but he didn’t ask anything else. After all, he had his ways of finding out. And he was not happy. So that night, when he thought you were asleep, he went ahead and made a call “I want him dead. I want his body to never be found, understand?” and then lied next to you again before he fell asleep. But you were wide awake. And you had heard everything. You spent the following hours contemplating what you should do. After a few hours, you have decided. He might be a mafia member, but.. His usual self.. was it just a mask? You had to find out. So you got up and went to the kitchen to make yourself a cup of coffee while you waited for him to get up. About an hour later he  stormed into the room, visibly panicked. “Y/n. I thought… ”
“What? That I ran away?”

“…”
“Why did you never tell me about this? If it wasn’t for that detective, would you have ever told me? ”
“I don’t know.. I was afraid.. I am afraid. That you are going to run away and leave me. Forgetting everything we had toghether just because of my occupation

“I love you, Namjoon. But, I don’t know if I can do this” You saw his eyes darken from the quiet rage now burning under his skin.
“What will hapen if you get caught? What if something happens to you? What if.. What if you get killed? What will I do?”
His gaze imeediatly softened. He came beside you and caressed you face. “None of that will happen. I won’t ever be taken from your side. I promise you that. Just. Stay with me. I need you.” He pulled you into a hug. “I love you. I know this world of mine is fucked up. Please, don’t leave me” He felt your tears on his shirt and pulled away to see you nodding. He released a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “I love you, Y/n”
“I love you too, Namjoon..”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


Min Yoongi/ Suga

When you have finally arrived home you found Yoongi sleeping on the sofa. Not something out of the ordinary. He looked so peaceful, so beautiful. Angelic even. How could someone like him ever be involved in such a dark occupation?

As if he had heard you,he cracked open an eyelid and stared sleepily at you.
You;re back… where were you?”
“Well.. nowhere important. I… ”
“What is it?
” He looked questioningly at you.
“Is it true that you are a mafia leader?” Better to rip the bandaid right off than to drag things along.
He stiffened. “Why are you asking me this?”
“I just want to know, Yoongi. Was it all a lie? This side of you? Was it all an act?”

He sat up slowly and patted the seat next to him. A silent command. You complied, if only because you wanted to get it over with.
“I would never lie to you. Not about my true self. But I had to hide this part of my life from you because I did not want you to get scared. I wanted you to love me for who I am. ”
“I do love you Yoongi, but-”
“But what?
” He turned to you. Pain and determination to make you stay visible in his eyes.

“I don’t know what the future holds. What will happen if you turn on me? What if I fell out of love with you? Will you let me go? Or will you just hunt me down?” Hurt flashed in his eyes.

“ I would never do that. And if one day you decide that you don’t love me anymore I will understand. I will let you go. But not because you are afraid of my job. That doesn’t influence who I am. And it shouldn’t change your opinion on me either…”

“ Yoongi. .. I promise I will try. I’ll try to understand.”

“That’s all I wanted to hear…Thank you. Thank you Y/n. You don’t know how much it means to me” You pulled him into a soft kiss.

“ We’ll get trough this. Now let’s just get some sleep.”

He flashed his gummy smile, the one you knew he had only when he was truly happy, and pulled you in his arms.

“ I don’t know how I got so lucky.”

Jung Hoseok/ J-Hope

You simply could not believe that your ball of sunshine could ever do such thing. It was just impossible. You had to ask him. So you went over to his apartment. He opened the door, beaming but you could see concern in his eyes.

“Jagi! How are you? Why didn’t you tell me you wanted to come over? I would have prepared something special.”

“It’s alright Hoseok. I just wanted to talk to you.”

He frowned, but opened the door to let you pass.

“Actually… I wanted to tell you something too. But you go first" he said while you went to the couch.

“No, no. You first. I’m curious” you replied as you plopped down.

“Well…” He sat next to you,turned so he could see you. “ I wanted to tell you this for a while. ..but I lied to you… You see … I’m not who you think I am..” “What do you mean?” Realisation started sinking in.

“I am a mafia member Y/n. I fought my way to the top. And now I’m fighting to maintain my place. ” He must’ve seen the lack of surprise on your face because he asked “ But something tells me that you already knew”

“ Actually. I’ve just found out, but I wanted to come here and ask you”

“So… now that you know. .. what are you planning to do?” He asked warily. You looked into his eyes

“I want you to know that even though this is a huge shock for me, you are still my Hoseok. And your job won’t change that. Even though I don’t like being lied to” Relief washed over his features and his brighter-than-the-sun smile broke free. Then grabbed you into a bone-crushing hug.

“Aah, I love you so much Jagi! Thank you for believing in me. ”

You let out a laugh and hugged him back. “After all, what would I do without my sunshine?”

Originally posted by bangbangbangtanx


Park Jimin

As soon as you stepped outside of the building, you saw a familiar car pulling in front of you. And sure enough, Jimin got off and ran to you.

“Y/n! Are you ok? Did those idiots hurt you?

” “Yeah, I’m fine.. How did you know I was here?”

“ It doesn’t matter. Now, let’s go home” You weren’t too thrilled about it, considering what you had just found out, but nodded nonetheless. You needed answers. And you were determined to get them. So as soon as you arrived, you asked: “Jimin.. what is your real occupation ?“ He gripped the steering wheel tighter, but stared right ahead as he said “What’s up with all these questions today? ” You said nothing.

He sighed and turned to you. “I am a mafia leader, Y/n. I am not the good guy in the story. But that doesn’t change the way I feel about. That doesn’t mean that the me you have met is not my real self. ..I’m sorry you had to go trough this today. This is why I tried my best to keep you away from this. But I failed. I’m sorry”

“Listen. . I don’t really care about this.. does it terrify me? Maybe. Does it change the way I see at you? No. I just wish you would have told me sooner. ” Surprise laced his features. “Really? You’re not going to run away, screaming and turn me in? ” “No. I would never do that. I love you, you know?

He gripped your hands in his. “You don’t know how happy that makes me. Thank you. For believing in me” He looked down, overwhelmed .

“I love you”

Originally posted by yourpinkpill



Kim Taehyung

You couldn’t believe this. Tae was your friend since middle school. How come you’ve never seen anything suspicious? You had to dig some information. So you went home. Thankfully he wasn’t there (or so you thought) and you started searching trough his desk for any information.

Y/n.” You froze. And slowly looked up at a stone-faced Tae. “ What are you doing? You know you can always come to me for help. Not rummage trough my things. You know.. that’s not very nice.”

“I…”

“What were you looking for? ”

“I… Is it true? Are you a part of you mafia? ” You hadn’t thought it possible, but his gaze became even harder. “What made you ask such crazy things? ” “Please Tae, just tell me the truth. ”

“You want the truth, huh?” He inched closer to you, bracing his hands on the other side of the desk, staring at you. “I am a mafia leader, Y/n. I do despicable things. But I didn’t want you to know that. Because I can’t let you go. And I promise you. If you try to run away, I will find you. Because I can’t leave without you.”

“Who said anything about running? I’m just shocked that you could hide this from me all this time. But, I care about you. And I would never leave you.how can you think such things?

He straightened up, looking utterly confused, but relieved. “I don’t know, most people wouldn’t have such a calm reaction, you know? You’re so weird sometimes…” You laughed. “ I wonder who I got it from. Now, stop looking so confused and let’s go eat something”.

“What? Aren’t you mad at me?”

“A little. But, I understand why you feared telling me this. I really do. However, I love you and I’m not going to let this ruin our relationship.

He ran up to you and started twirling you around, laughing in delight. “I don’t know how I ever got so lucky. I don’t deserve you, Y/n”

“Oh, shut up.”

“I love you too ”

Originally posted by jjks


Jeon Jungkook

You looked at your phone and saw a bunch of missed calls from him. Great.  Just great. You had to call him. He answered at the first ring.

“Where are you? Did something happen? Why didn’t you answer my calls?” “It’s.. a long story. Are you home? I’ll tell you then.” “Yeah, just hurry”

As soon as you got in, he shot up from the sofa “Now will you tell me what happened? I’m dying of concern right here”

“Are you part of the mafia?”

“What? Are you crazy? What makes you ask such things?”

“Well, today a very lovely detective decides to ask me some questions. And I had found out some interesting things, might I add” His eyes started burning with anger.

Y/n. You don’t to have this discussion”

“Yes, I do. Why hadn’t you told me? Why did you lie to me? How could you?” He came right in front of you, his face inches away from yours.

“I wanted to protect you. And I wanted you to look at me like you would at a normal person. I knew that if I would tell you, you would overreact and I wanted you to not see me as a criminal ”

But I don’t, Jungkook. I just want you to be honest. A relationship is built on mutual trust.”

“ I know that and I apologize. But I don’t want to lose you”

“You won’t. Just promise me that you’re going to be honest from now on, ok? ” You said as you cupped his face in your hands and stared into his eyes. His stare softened and he started beaming

“I swear I’m never going to let you down”

“You’d better keep that promise. ” You smiled as he kissed you sweetly.

Originally posted by ohjeonjk

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Summary: Dean comes home from a hunt, and you give him an eager welcome home gift.

warnings: unprotected sex, oral (fem receiving), dirty talk

word count: ~1260


“Missed you so much, baby,” Dean growled into your ear, manhandling you as he pressed you up against one of the bookshelves in the bunker.  He began biting at your neck, and you whimpered.

“Talked to you like five times a day, Dean,” you reminded him, knowing as well as he did that it wasn’t the same as being together, and talking was nowhere near as good as feeling.

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Tree Bros Oneshot

Word count: 1683
Connor and Evan are hanging out with weed and beer and Evan is a lightweight and a very talkative drunk. (Gay)
TW: smoking, weed, alcohol, mentions of depression, anxiety

“I want to get high. Or drunk. Or both” Evan stated bluntly. Him and his friend, Connor were sitting in Connor’s bed, watching tv.

“What?”

“You know how life fucking sucks? Like really fucking sucks with school and anxiety and depression and all that, well it’s being shittier than usual right now and you use weed or alcohol to take the edge off when life is being a bitch, and life is being a bitch so I want something to repress it for a couple hours. It’s ok if you don’t want to give me anything because they’re yours and not mine but I was just wondering and you know what, you don’t have to give me anything, it’s fine I’ll live without it. Sorry for even asking.”

“No dude it’s fine. I got you.” He said as he got up from his spot on his bed. He crossed the room to his closet and shuffled through some clothes and boxes until he found what he needed. He pulled a joint, a black lighter, and two bottles of beer. He lit the joint and handed it to Evan along with one of the beers. “Here you go.”

“Thanks.” Evan grabbed it gingerly and brought it to his mouth. He breathed in and started coughing immediately.

“That’s normal, you’ll cough for the first couple hits. Then you’ll hopefully get used to it. ”

“Ok.” Silence. “I feel edgy like I’m doing bad things without my mom’s knowledge. Do you always feel like a rebel ‘cause this is cool. We should go rob a bank or steal an old lady’s purse. Something like that!” Evan exclaimed.

“I think someone’s getting too edgy, do I need to take that away from you?”

“No, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize you didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Sorry.”

“You didn’t do anything, if fine!”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes! I’m 147% sure. Now can you pass the joint?” Evan handed over silently. The two boys sat and drank and smoked and just talked and laughed until everything was gone. Evan was wasted after the one beer and half a joint because he is such lightweight, while Connor was barely tipsy. Evan was giggling in Connor’s bed over how funny the wall looked. 'Damn he looks cute,’ Connor thought.

“Hey Ev, I’m going to the bathroom I’ll be right back. Don’t leave this room, ok?” Evan, who was now laughing uncontrollably, managed to say an ok through his hysteria.

Connor was only gone for two minutes, at the most, but when he came back Evan was sitting on the bed, a different person, as he was yelling at the taller boy.

“AH! Who are you? Get out of my room!” He pointed

“Ev, I’m Connor, and this is my room.” He said slowly crossing over to Evan, trying to assure him that he was ok, but also getting kind of annoyed because this could potentially be a big problem.

“This isn’t your room you’re a liar!”

“What the fuck Evan, it’s Connor. I was gone for two minutes how’d you forget?” Connor was now standing at the edge of the bed next to Evan, who was sitting as far back from Connor as he could.

“You’re not Connor you imposter! But woah. You sorta look like him.” Evan crawled up to the edge of the bed and cradled his hands around the other boy’s face, feeling the features.

“What are you doing?”

“Touching you.”

“Why?”

“Because you look like my friend Connor.”

“Oh do I now?” Connor asked, now playing along with Evan’s drunken state.

“Ya, but you’re not as cute as him.”

Connor blushed, “he’s not that cute.”

“Oh but he is! His hair is long and beautiful and so soft, I could run my hands through it all day. And when he has it up in a bun it’s gorgeous and it makes his face look even better, and his face, oh his face. He doesn’t smile much, but when he does, there crinkles around his mouth that make his smile ten million times more beautiful. He also has the most amazing eyes. The most beautiful things in the world. I could stare into them for hours but I can’t because he’ll think I’m weird. But they’re a pale blue, kinda like the color of faded jeans or the sky, and the right one has a spot of brown in the corner. I don’t think he likes it because whenever it’s brought up he gets a little mad, like he never wanted because it makes him the 'kid with the weird eye’, but I think it makes him different and unique and beautiful.”

“What else do you like about him?” Conner egged Evan’s drunken rambling on to see what else he’d say about him.

“Connor Murphy is nice, and he’s getting better and further away from mean secluded Connor, but nobody cares to see that in him, but they still think of him as old Connor and that makes me mad. I just want Connor to be happy because of all the shit he’s been through, he deserves it. And Connor is also really funny too! His jokes make me laughs hard, that one time milk shot out of my nose. It really hurt, but it was a really good joke. I think it was about Jared. He’s so amazing and he deserves all the love in the world and I love him so much, since the day I met him I felt something for him, but he’ll never reciprocate my affections because he’s probably straight, and even if he liked boys there are better ones than me, so it’s pointless but I can’t let go of it. Just don’t tell him that I said all this because he might get mad and not want to hang out with me anymore or be my best friend and I don’t want that so I’m just going to keep quiet.”

Connor was flabbergasted. Evan, his crush since forever, his unrequited love, just drunkenly admitted his feelings about him. Connor was blushing so hard, he probably looked like a tomato. “You really do like him huh?”

“More than anything.”

Connor blushed harder than ever, and was probably brighter than a tomato. “Wow. I think he likes you too.”

“Really! You think?! No way, you’re lying.”

“He told me.”

“Holy shit.” Evan’s face glowing with his beautiful, radiant, signature Evan Hansen smile. He couldn’t believe it. “Hey, I’m tired, I’m gonna go to bed.” Evan laid down on the bed and instantly feel asleep.

“Holy fuck.” Connor muttered to himself. Evan talks a lot while drunk, but damn, he just admitted his love for Connor freaking Murphy of all people. He looked over at the boy in his bed, his eyes closed and he looked peaceful and adorable. He just wanted to hold him and protect him. Connor put a blanket over Evan’s body and crawled into the spot next to him, but leaving space between them, and fell asleep, smiling.

The next morning, Evan awoke with a pounding headache, reeking of weed, and no recollection of anything after he started drinking and smoking. It took him a minute to realize where he was, in Connor’s room, in Connor’s bed, with his arms around Connor. Shit. Did they sleep together? No, they both still had on their clothes. But Evan was holding a sleeping Connor in his arms. What is he suppose to do, take his arms away, and wake up Connor and have to explain that he had his arms around Connor, or does he stay and have to explain why he was holding the other. Evan decided that he’d do neither and pretend to fall back asleep and deal with it later. He was a minute deep into his plan when he sneezed and woke up the boy in his arms.

“Sorry,” Evan squeaked, unwrapping his arms from the other.

“About what, I just woke up.”

“For waking you and having my arms around you I didn’t even know I did it I woke up like that a-”

“Evan.”

“Ya?”

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

“100%?”

“110% sure.”

“Thank you, also, sorry to ask, what happened last night, I don’t remember anything.”

“Don’t apologize, but you don’t remember anything?”

“Nothing, the last thing I remember is taking a hit.”

“Really?”

“Yes! Did I do something terrible? Please tell me! From what it looks like I did something bad, please tell me I didn’t do anything bad. ”

“No, you just talked a lot.”

“Oh god, sorry if I said anything embarrassing.”

“No, you just went on and on about how beautiful I was.”

“Did I? That’s embarrassing! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, I don’t like like you in a gay way because you’re not my type or anything but I’m not saying that I don’t like you, I like you but not that way.”

Connor was kind of hurt that Evan was denying everything he said. “You said you loved me last night.“

Evan started to panic, but tried his best to not show it. He couldn’t believe he did that. Evan decided he’d never get wasted again. “I didn’t mean it I swear I didn’t I was just out of it. Please don’t hate me.”

“You seemed pretty sure last night. Talking about how beautiful my eyes were and how much you loved my personality while you were holding my face. To me it seemed pretty legit.” Connor tried to see if Evan was was truthful in his drunken moments or not, hoping that Evan really did love him.

"Fuck. I’m sorry. I do really like you a lot and I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or anything. I understand if you hate me now and want me to leave I should go r-” Connor smashed their lips together. Evan was so shocked, he forgot to kiss back.

“I love you too Ev.” Connor said after they parted.

Evan was a blushing mess, “Can we do that again?” Connor nodded and connected them again.

The Fear You Won’t Fall

Bucky x Reader

WC 1400

Fluff. So freaking fluffy. Like, brush your teeth after.

Warnings swearing

AN This is written for @becaamm ‘s song challenge. Based on the song “The Fear You Won’t Fall” by the incomparable Joshua Radin. If you haven’t heard this song (or any of his stuff) I strongly urge you to do so. His music is just…so emotional. It makes my heart full.

I hope you all enjoy this!

You can still remember the day you met James “Bucky” Barnes. You were new to the Avengers and as Tony showed you around the tower, as you turned a corner, you literally bumped into Bucky. As soon as you locked eyes it was as if time stopped. You could feel the blood rushing through your ears and heaven help you! you were going to faint.

Strong arms held you up and kept you from falling and although your first impression left much to be desired, somehow you and Bucky ended up becoming fast friends.

Maybe it was because you didn’t treat him like glass and gave just as much as shit as he gave you or because your shared love of super sweet coffee drinks but it didn’t matter. You and Bucky were as thick as thieves.

You never told him about why you reacted the way you did upon first seeing him. You chalked it up to low-blood sugar and he never pushed the matter.

The two of you spent so much time together that eventually, Tony had your room moved to Bucky’s floor this way you would never have to be far from one another.

Any time someone asked about your relationship you both scoffed and replied by explaining how you were best friends, nothing more but you couldn’t help how your heart broke a little more each time this was said.

It was months after the room move when finally Natasha and Wanda confronted you about your feelings, cornering you in the shared kitchen.

“Look, Y/N, we know the truth,” Wanda started.

“I can’t believe you read my mind!” you scolded her.

Natasha held up her hands, stopping you, “You know Wanda would never do that. No, you big idiot, it’s obvious. C’mon, you think we don’t know you?”

You sank down into a chair, putting your head in your hands, “And yet you think he’d catch on…”

“Then tell him.”

You laughed, “Really guys? You think that’s gonna go over well? You know how he gets.”

“Look at it like this, the guys have an upcoming mission that’s going to take them away for quite some time. Tell him before. That way, he has the mission to deal with things.”

You started at your friends, shocked. “That might jeopardize the mission!”

“It’ll be fine,” Wanda reassured you in her soft voice. “Just do this for you.”

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Big Spoon, Little Spoon - Jeff Atkins x Reader

Request - “Fluffy JeffxReader imagine with: "Can you be the big spoon for once? I just… I just wanna hold you…” Thank you!“ and "Hi could you do a Jeff Atkins x reader where his parents walks in on them and it’s really embarrassing for Jeff, and it ends with them cuddling”

A/N: I’m sorry I’ve been so ill and this wasn’t really ‘soon’ and it’s not very long I’m so sorry I suck also I had to change the quote a bit so it made more sense

You giggled up at your boyfriend. You were in the middle of a heavy make-out session, and things were beginning to get heated.

“Fuck.” Jeff chuckled against your lips. You pulled at his hair slightly, still giggling at this idiot that was your boyfriend.

“Jeff I just wanted to-” the door banged open to reveal Mrs Atkins. “Oh.” The two of you fumbled apart awkwardly. She seemed glued to her spot at the door, staring right at the two of you. Jeff coughed loudly and rolled off you quickly.

“Mum!” He scolded.

“Uh sorry - I - was just checking if Y/N wanted to stay for dinner.” Her mouth was ever so slightly agape.

You shuffled uncomfortably to sit up, making sure the duvet covered your body.

“That would be lovely Mrs Atkins, thank you.” You smiled but struggled to make eye contact. I mean, your boyfriends mother had just caught you in a very compromising position.

“Did you ask, love?” Mr Atkins came up beside Mrs Atkins, putting his hand on her shoulder. When he saw you and Jeff he blushed. “Oh.” His was said in the exact same tone as his wife’s. Now both his parents had seen you like this.

“Dad.” Jeff grit his teeth and shut his eyes. You could feel your cheeks warming as you sat there on Jeff’s bed, all vulnerable and embarrassed. You bit your bottom lip to refrain from bursting into hideous laughter.

“Right. Right. We’re gonna- we’ll um-” Mrs Atkins stumbled.

“We will leave you two.” Mr Atkins finished for her, pulling the two of them away from the door and shutting it behind them. Turning to face Jeff, you could hear his parents chuckling from outside Jeff’s bedroom. You gave him a look, throwing your face into your hands from embarrassment.

“I am mortified.” Jeff looked up at you. “They never just barge in like that!”

You studied his face, before bursting into another fit of laughter.

“I- I’m- sorry-” you managed to breathe out between laughs. “But your face!” You wheezed, falling back on to Jeff’s bed and rolling from side to side.

“Muuuuuum!” You impersonated, now crying from the laughter. “You just looked like- like-”

“Thanks so much, Y/N.” Jeff rolled his eyes, but he was also chuckling.

“Come here.” You reached for his collar and pulled him down so that he was lying next to you. “Idiot.”

“Not sure I’m in the mood anymore.” He exhaled.

“Neither.” You burrowed your head into his chest. “I’m exhausted.” You’d finally stopped laughing.

—–

Later, after an ever-so-slightly awkward dinner, you were both back in Jeff’s bed, resting.

You turned over so that Jeff could spoon you.

“Can you be the big spoon for once? I just… I just want you to hold me…” he murmured from behind you. You turned back around and gave him a loving smile, before putting an arm over his waist, and laying flush behind him.

He pulled your hand into his own. You knew that when he let out a loud sigh, he was exhausted. You nuzzled your nose into his neck.

It was cheesy, but it was as though the two of you became one. The boy in front of you was the bringer of all things bright and beautiful in your life, and you hated admitting to anyone just how much exactly he meant to you. The room was so peacefully quiet it was almost as though you could actually hear his soft eyelashes flutter shut.

You smoothed out your other hand over his stomach lovingly.

“I love you, Jeffrey. No matter how embarrassing you are.” You whispered.

“Oi!” He said weakly. After a few seconds, he continued with; “I love you too, Y/N/N. Thank you for holding me.” He brought up the hand he was holding to his lips, and gave them a gentle peck.

“You should be the big spoon more often.”

VLD Headcanons because everyone else is sharing theirs

-Lance has like long ass fingers. The ones that look like boney spider legs and are beautiful. He also has big feet and long toes with the second and third being longer than the big toe. He also has toe rings he once got a renaissance fair and never took off
-Keith has tiny little baby feet and hands(much like my own) and he used to paint all his nails black
-Hunk has giant square manly hands, the kind that one could go around your entire neck
-SHIRO HAS GIRL HANDS! Long, thin well taken care of hands (or hand i suppose). With clean well trimmed nails
-Shiro moisturizes like crazy
-“I don’t want wrinkly old man skin, Keith, like you’re gonna get if you don’t start.”
-Allura’s hands are callosed and a mix of Shiro and Lance’s
-Pidge also has baby hands, and her nails are always dirty or chewed to the roots
-No one has seen Coran without his gloves. Ever. It’s like Kakashi’s mask and the paladins keep trying to get him to take them off
-Keith loves the size difference between his and Lance’s hands and how his can easily dissapear into Lance’s
-Lance is still growing, like he’s gonna end up 6'4 I swear. Lance also likes to make fun of others for being tiny
-His older siblings used to make fun of him cuz he used to be pequeñito so when he comes back to earth he’s taller than most of them and he just cackles wickedly
-Keith’s a 2nd gen american. His grandparents are from Korea and moved to Texas and had his dad. So he has a lot of weird tastes in food like kimchi with pork and beans.
-the others discover this and are like ew what stop no. Why do you eat like that Keith plz
-then they discover how Keith’s dad married Shiro’s mom who is an immigrant from Japan anD SHIRO AND KEITH BOTH HAVE THE GROSSEST TASTE IN FOODS AND I CANT EVEN
- “SHIRO NOT YOU TOO!!”
-Hunk has the best tattoos that are of course a cutural thing, and some are stick and poke. So basically Hunk has a high ass pain tolerance and he woukd hold out the longest against torture just saying
-Lance has an entire back piece of beautiful sea serpent and he was a big ol baby about it, hunk held his hand the entire time
-he also got it without permission and when his mamá first saw it she fucking destroyed him (omg don’t mess with hispanic mothers trust me. Mine is terrifying)
-when Keith first saw his tattoo it was only a glimpse at his lower back and Keith thougHT LANCE HAD A TRAMP STAMP FOR THE LONGEST TIME AND IT BOTH DISGUSTED AND TURNED HIM ON
-Alteans have more than just their face marks and have stuff on their entire bodies(think atla air monk tattoos)
-Keith and Shiro have tight bubble butts I swear
-allura and lance love to squeeze them
-allura can lift shiro and hunk
-everyone can lift Lance even Pidge, he is a literal twig. Doesnt matter how tall he gets he’s still like 120 wet
-he takes advantage of this and makes everyone carry him
-Matt is so manly everyone thinks he’s this little baby nerd cuz he wears glasses but he is the most sporty little shit. He used to run marathons on earth
-he’s also a chicken shit and has the bravery of a nugget.
-Pidge has a fear of puppets/muppets
- Keith is literally fearless it’s stupid. He’ll walk straight into the line of fire and not blink. No one can sneak up on him and scare him (no matter how much Lance tries) however he is TERRIFIED of clowns. If faced with one today he’d still cry
-Shiro and Lance are scared of spiders. Only cuz i think it’s cute
-hunk isn’t scared of anything but he’s not careless like Keith. he’s really chill. However you can ALWAYS sneak up on him and scare him. He can see you or know you’re there but you make a boo noise and he still jumps
-Shiro Keith Hunk and Lance are all weebs. Kpop anime asian dramas manga all that jazz
-Pidge is disgusted that they’re surrounded by these nerds
-also Pidge is genderfluid so their gender depends on the day (boy, girl, nonbinary) so she doesnt really care what pronouns people use for her. Like they’re really chill and couldn’t care less. She also doesnt get hurt if people are ignorant or dont understand
-Lance is forever bi, Pidge is aroace, Allura and Hunk are pan, Keith is gay and demiromantic
-unlike a lot of people’s hc i think Keef is quite clean. He never forgets to shower or brush his teeth. Sometimes he brushes his teeth after each meal (habit from when our baby had braces)
-Keith had braces! His canines stuck out and were pretty prominant (hint at galra blood) and being Korean his dad was like bitch you’re getting those fixed u ugly
-Shiro made fun of him for literal years
-Last one: Shiro is a dick big brother 😂 he’s one of the ones that farts in the younger’s face. He gives Keith so much shit and then acts like a perfect angel in front of others so that no one ever believes Keith. However he slowly started not caring in front of the other paladins anD THEY WERE ALL SO CONFUSED.
-Shiro casually walks behind Keith as everyone is sitting down in the common room and gives him a wet willy. Everyone’s jaw drops as Keith screams at Shiro as he leaves the room laughing. Keith turns to the others is all “I TOLD YOU! AND YOU NEVER BELIEVED ME!”

shady-swan-jones  asked:

i have just the thing for to wake your fluff muse up: cs + You just woke up from surgery and you don’t remember me or that we’re married or have a kid because you’re so high but you flirt with me anyway au

okay, so, wanna hear something hilarious? sophie sent this prompt to me     A G E S  ago, and i started writing it, and then it got lost in the abyss. i’m so glad you sent it to me again. so…take two! i hope you like it!

also, to @killiansdevotedheart! surprise! i’m your CSSV! consider this your pre-gift because i’m still working on your actual gift but i want you to still have something. enjoy for now!

TELL ME THAT YOU LOVE ME SO

Emma knows she shouldn’t be so worried. It’s a simple appendectomy, after all—the removal of an organ human biology deemed no longer very useful years ago. She shouldn’t be so worried, especially after the doctors assured her she brought him in just in time.

(“A few more days and we would have had a mess on our hands. You did good, Emma, even if it meant dragging him here against his will.”)

Doctors assurances don’t mean much in the grand scheme of things, because it’s Killian, after all—

Killian, who spent two weeks in pain because he didn’t want to trouble her.

Killian, who sat through Henry’s ceremony in utter pain because he didn’t want to miss it.

Killian, who let his appendix almost burst because he didn’t want to be a burden.

— And yet she’d murder him herself if he didn’t make it out of this, adding a whole new meaning to the whole “til death do us part” portion of their vows.

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Considering

Jim Kirk x Reader: Fluff.

A/N: This is for @outside-the-government ‘s Winter Blues Challenge. I was given the prompt:  “Dr. McCoy told me he’d had a patient with some weird symptoms in today… I didn’t tell him I happened to have the same thing. What the hell did you give me?!”

The walk to Kirk’s living quarter was usually a brisk short journey from your lab, but each step felt like you were on a rocky boat. Your stomach was turning, mouth was dried and something else was happening to your body, but it was far too embarrassing to even admit to yourself. Still, there was only one person to blame.

James Tiberius Kirk.

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I Adore You

Summary: Phil absolutely adores his baby boy Dan, so he makes him feel good. Dan loves his Daddy–and other things.

Word Count: 2280

Warnings: daddy!kink, daddy!phil, cumslut!dan, praise!kink, unprotected sex.

[Phil Tops]

**

It was a late night. Dan and Phil were on their way home from a fancy dinner meal with some friends, sat side by side in the back of a taxi. Their hands were firmly clasped and Dan’s head lay on Phil’s shoulder as he looked at all of London’s lights.

“You know, I’ve never gotten over how beautiful this city is,” Phil noted, looking out the window. “We’ve been here how long, and I’m still not over it,” He smiles and looks down at Dan, who remains looking out at the street as they continue their journey home.

“Yeah, me too. All the lights, they’re very pretty,” Dan says, closing his eyes and burying himself more into Phil’s neck. “Just like something else I know.” He inhales deeply, sleepily breathing in Phil’s intoxicating scent. Phil chuckles down at him, holding him closer.

“I think you’re the pretty one, Dan,” Phil whispers. Dan sets his hand on Phil’s thigh innocently.

“Whatever, Philly. I’m not the one with sparkling blue eyes. Besides,” he picks his head up from Phil’s shoulder and kisses him chastely. “I think we’re both pretty.” He sets his head back on Phil’s shoulder and squeezes his thigh. This time, maybe not so innocently.

Phil gasps at the sensation. Dan attempts to muffle his giggles and apologize, but Phil hears him. “You’re so naughty Dan, doing things like that in a taxi,” he whispers so that Dan is the only one who can hear. He now places his hand on Dan’s inner thigh. “Very, very naughty, baby. What am I going to do with you?” He smirks. Dan gasps when he figures out what Phil is intending. He quickly picks his head up and looks at Phil to confirm. The smirk and the way Phil rubs his thigh is answer enough.

“Oh I don’t know, I think I need to be taught a lesson,” he pauses. “Daddy.”

“We’re here,” the cabbie calls unexpectedly, and Dan is thankful because the thought of Phil going down on him has him shaking with excitement. Phil gets out his wallet and passes the driver the fare. Phil and Dan both exit and make their way into the building. Once they make it into the flat, they take off their shoes. Dan grabs Phil’s hands and leads him through the bedroom door with a smirk on his face.

“You know what, Dan?” Phil says, “I don’t think I’m going to teach you a lesson.” He steps closer to Dan, who takes a step back.

“Well, what are you gonna do, Daddy?” The name drips from his lips and it’s already getting the both of them hot and bothered.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good, baby.” He backs Dan up to the wall. “You’ve got nowhere else to go. I’m gonna make you writhe in the sheets, make you claw at my back, begging me to touch you, to let you cum. I’m gonna fuck. You. Out,” he tantalizes. Phil steps closer to Dan so that the man is completely flush against him and the wall.

“Fuck, that sounds so hot,” Dan breathes, tilting his head back and exposing his neck. Phil takes this opportunity to start teasing. He ducks his head down and takes some of Dan’s skin between his teeth, biting it to leave little red marks. He releases and gets set to doing the same all over Dan’s neck, while Dan gasps and moans at the amazing feeling of the sting. One side, then the other, his Adam’s apple, his jaw. Every part that’s exposed.

“Too many clothes,” Phil breathes against Dan’s neck, spreading shivers and goosebumps all down his body. He takes Dan’s blazer off and lets it drop to the floor, still nipping and kissing Dan’s neck, making the latter crazy with want. He undoes the bow tie around his neck and lets that drop, too. Phil starts to unbutton Dan’s shirt, kissing down the smooth, newly revealed skin.

“Fuck, Phil, please.” Dan groans, already sick of the teasing.

“Let me love you, baby. I want to feel you, every part,” Phil says, untucking his shirt from his black skinny jeans and sliding the clothing off his shoulders. “I love you, so much baby.” He undoes the button to Dan’s jeans, slowly sliding them down his beautiful thighs. Once they’re down to his knees, he directs Dan to step out of them, which he does without hesitation. He slowly picks up each of Dan’s feet and slides his socks off, kissing up from his ankles. He stops just at Dan’s waist, hooking his fingers in Dan’s boxers and looking up at him. Dan stares at the beautiful boy on his knees in front of him. Saving that part for later, Phil starts kissing up Dan’s stomach, leaving little marks as he pleases Dan. He stands and finally kisses Dan on the lips. Slowly licking them and tasting the sweetness of Dan.

“You taste so good, baby. You look so good. All these marks on you. So pretty, aren’t you? My beautiful baby boy,” he praises. Dan moans and bucks into Phil’s thigh. He looks at Phil for approval. “Go ahead, baby, pleasure yourself. Daddy wants to see you.” And with those words, Dan starts grinding into Phil’s thigh, rubbing his completely hard, clothed cock into Phil’s jean-clad leg. He moans out again and again, loving the feelings of pleasure coursing through him.

“Ah, Phil!” Dan chants as he pleasures himself. Sparks fly through his body, igniting every vain and making his body hot. His cheeks are pink and his chest is flushed. His body is covered in a thin sheet of sweat. “Oh my god, Phil!”

“Do you feel good, baby?” Phil whispers in his ear and kisses his neck. “Tell me how you feel, tell Daddy.”

“I feel so hot! So good, you feel so good. I love this, love you.” Dan moans out and pushes his hips harder into Phil’s thigh as he tries to grab onto the wall. “Can I cum, Daddy? Please, let me cum! Daddy, I’m so close.”

Phil pulls away, disconnecting his body from Dan’s. He whines out and Phil shushes him. “It’s okay baby, but not yet. You look so good. So pretty for me. Daddy wants to fuck you. Make you feel so good.” He pulls Dan closer and kisses him, walking backward and leading him into the bedroom. Dan wraps his arms around Phil’s neck and brings their bodies even closer.

“I want you so bad, Daddy. Want you to fuck me.” Dan says against Phil’s lips.

“Anything, my baby. I absolutely adore you.” Phil says, breaking away from the kiss. “I want to see you stretch yourself for me, Dan.” Dan nods eagerly and rushes to the drawer to get the lube.

He pushes his boxers down his hips and lets them fall to the ground before he sets himself in the middle of the bed on his back. Dan uncaps the bottle and gets some lube onto three of his fingers. He reaches his hand down between his legs, grazing his hard cock, and slowly enters one digit into his hole. He breathes out a low moan and pushes his finger in and out repeatedly. Then he adds a second digit. Scissoring them and twisting them to stretch him out.

Phil stands in the room, undressing himself as he watches Dan stretch his hole for him. It’s unbelievably hot as Dan thrashes his head at his own pleasuring. That’s Phil’s favorite to see. When Dan makes himself feel so good in front of Phil, it makes him so hard, so horny, and he just adores the faces and loves to see what Dan does. The sounds he makes are so erotic–whether it’s his fast, labored breathing or his high moans or his low and needy groans–they are all so fucking pretty and sexy.

When Dan has added his third and final finger, Phil has already undressed and remains watching Dan as he lazily stokes his cock to the sight. Dan reluctantly pulls his fingers out, knowing his daddy would be disappointed if he let himself cum, and opens his eyes to see Phil and he blushes at the hot sight in front of him. Phil crawls onto the bed and over Dan, kneeling in between Dan’s thighs.

“You’re so sexy, Dan. So good for me.” He places his cock on Dan’s hole. “I’m gonna make you feel so good. Like I always do, right baby?” Phil smirks as he pushes the tip of his cock in and Dan moans out at the feeling, squeezing the duvet underneath him in his hands. “Huh? I didn’t hear that, baby.” Phil pushes more into Dan, feeling him stretch around him. He moans low and huskily. “I think you feel so good around me. Your tight, little hole, so hot, Dan.” He groans and buries his head into Dan’s shoulder, pushing all the way into him.

Phil kisses Dan’s shoulder and collarbones as he waits for Dan to get used to the stretch. When Dan has adjusted he moans out: “Please move, Daddy. I’m re-” He moans even louder as Phil pulls out all the way to the tip and pushes back in, copying his actions again and again.

Phil thrusts into Dan with speed, feeling his lubed up hole around his cock clench and unclench around him as Phil groans into Dan’s ear. “You feel so good, baby.” Phil says.

“H-Harder, Daddy!” Dan moans and Phil hits his prostate dead-on. Little shocks of white, hot pleasure cause Dan to jerk and move his hips back into Phil. “You feel so good Daddy, harder!” Dan cried. Phil was making him feel so good. Pleasure coursed through his veins as Phil kissed his neck and anything that was in reach. Dan rocked back into him, meeting him with every thrust. It felt so good, everything. The kisses, the sucking, Phil’s warm skin on his, creating shocking sparks of the best pleasure and heating his own skin up, the hot cock thrusting in and out of him, hitting his prostate every time. Such euphoria ran from Phil into Dan.

They were both so hot. Warmth was pulling in their stomachs as they both chased their orgasms. The teasing, the hot words, the actions it was all too much for Dan. He came on his stomach with a final hit to his prostate. Phil kept thrusting, but Dan stopped him.

“Wanna taste you so bad, Daddy. Let me taste you?” He breathed and got up, pushing Phil back. Dan put his hands on Phil’s hip and took Phil’s cock into his mouth. Phil spread his thighs wider for Dan and put his hands in his hair as he moaned aloud. He looked down at Dan as he sucked and licked on Phil’s cock. Dan looked up at Phil and winked, taking Phil all the way down his throat.

“Ah, Dan I’m gonna cum!” Phil said, not looking away from the amazing sight in front of him. Dan licked the underside of Phil’s cock, trailing his tongue to the tip. He collected the precum and swallowed it, loving the bitter, salty taste it left in his mouth. He continued sucking on just the tip, pumping the rest with his hand, and Phil came in Dan’s mouth. The hot, white substance made Dan moan and he came a second time onto the sheets under him. He released his cock and Phil’s, bringing his hand up and licking his own cum from it. He moaned at the taste.

Phil looked at him, and if he a hadn’t just cum he’s sure he would have been instantly hard at the sight of Dan licking his own cum from his fingers.

“You are so fucking hot!” Phil says, getting on his knees and pulling Dan closer to him for a hot breathy kiss. Their lips mesh and their tongues collide. Their hands are all over the other’s naked body, trying to get them closer. Dan has a hand on Phil’s ass and the other in his hair, while Phil grips Dan’s thighs and back. They fall onto the bed in a tangle of limbs and lips. When they’re wrapped in each other, they pull away, breaking the hot kiss.

“That was really fucking great.” Dan says, smiling and curling into Phil.

“Jeez, you’re such a cumslut, Dan. But that was probably the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” Phil agrees.

“Oh yeah?” Dan giggles, biting his lip.

“Yeah, but Dan, as much as I’d really enjoy fucking you again. I’m really fucked out. And you biting your lip is like, really hot, so stop it.” Phil chuckles, tapping Dan’s lips.

“Anything, my baby. I absolutely adore you.” Dan teases. Phil blushes and they both laugh.

“I really love you, Dan.” Phil says, admiringly.

“Well, I just so happen to really love you, too,” He pauses. “Daddy.”

Phil groans, but holds Dan closer, and they look at each other adoringly, before curling up and going to sleep.

**

Bucky’s Little Spy (Bucky X Reader / Bucky X Reader’s daughter)

Title: Bucky’s Little Spy  ( Big Hero, Little Hero drabble series 3.0 )

Pairing: Bucky X Reader and Reader’s daughter

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Bucky needs all the help he can get to plan the perfect date. Who better than his own personal little spy?

Previous parts: 1.0 My Little Hero ||  2.0 Mini Winter Soldier  

MASTERLIST

“Hey Poppy, do you know which food places your mom likes?” Bucky asks, his large figure slumped in his pastel purple beanbag, eyebrows tightly knitted together.

Right next to him, Poppy was settled in the new study desk and fluffy chair Pepper got her for her birthday, head buried in the new book Bucky has gotten her.

“Well, she likes having breakfast for all her meals?” Poppy answered, her eyebrows scrunched up just like Bucky’s.

Bucky heaved a sigh and slumped further down his bean bag as he held his head between his hands.

“I can’t possibly bring her for pancakes for a date can I?” his voice came out muffled.

Hearing that, Poppy perked up and twisted her tiny body to face the distraught man next to her.

“You are going on a date with mom? Do you think the birthday fairy heard my birthday wish?!” Poppy squealed, clamoring her way down her chair and climbing onto Bucky’s lap.

Bucky held her young girl to stop her from falling from her excited flailing and replied with a chuckle, “Yes Pops, the birthday fairy must’ve heard you.”, as he blew raspberries on her tummy.

Floods of giggles escaped Poppy and she struggled to get away from Bucky.

“Well, if you’re going on a date with mummy, we’ve got to make sure you are all prepared!” she exclaimed, catching her breath from giggling.

The girl jumped off of Bucky’s lap and held him by his metal arm, tugging him towards where she was heading.

Her tiny feet moved quickly till she reached Bucky’s room, twisted the doorknob and pushed the door wide open.

She used all her strength, pushed Bucky to sit on his couch and made her way to his wardrobe.

Pulling the doors of his closet open one at a time with her small hands, her nose scrunched up with distaste at the lack of color in Bucky’s wardrobe.

“Bucky bear! You’re no fun! Where’s the purples and yellows? Greens and rainbows? It is all black, gray, brown and blue.” she huffed, sticking her head in the closet, her voice muffled from the clothing.

“You don’t think (Y/N)’ll like my wardrobe choices? Should… should I go buy something now? Do you think I have enough time? I could probably go and get back in an hour! What do you think she’ll like on me?” Bucky’s voice came out in a rush as he got on his feet and is rummaging for his wallet.

Just as the wheels of thoughts are churning in his mind, Poppy pulled herself out of the dark colored closet and in her hand was a red henley Bucky forgot he owned.

Poppy shoved the shirt towards Bucky and said “This will do!” a smirk tugging at her lips.

“You really think so? (Y/N) will like this?” Bucky asked with his frown back on his face.

Poppy used all her might and pushed Bucky back onto the couch and settled herself on the carpeted floor in front of him.

“Now Big Barnes, I’m going to give you a crash course on my mom,” Poppy announced, arms crossed in front of herself.

“Oh… oh! okay!” Bucky answered. He straightened himself and reached for the notepad and pen on his bedside desk, a look of concentration etched on his face.


It was date night and Bucky has everything planned to perfection with the help of his trusted partner, Poppy.

He was wearing the red henley the girl picked with snug jeans and black leather combat boots, his hair tied into a low bun, also courtesy of Poppy.

In front of (Y/N)’s apartment, Bucky’s nervousness was evident from his sweaty palms. One arm holding onto his gift, he knocked on the door and held his breath.

After a short minute, the door opened showing (Y/N) dressed in a comfortable cream colored knitted sweater, jeans and a pair of deep red flats that matched Bucky’s henley. Her hair was plaited to the side with a few stray strand framing her face.

(Y/N) greeted him with a wide smile, her eyes twinkling her excitement.

Bucky was left stunned for a moment, his face flushing red at the sight of her. He stumbled over his greetings and clumsily gave (Y/N) the pot of mint plant he got for her.

Seeing the potted plant, (Y/N) smile got wider as she ushered him into her house. She busied herself with placing the plant in her mini window garden whilst Bucky stood staring at her back fondly.

“Poppy’s with Scott and Casey for a sleepover tonight! Though I’m sure she’ll be more than happy to have you over.” (Y/N) said as she twirled around to face him.

“How’d you know I was missing a mint plant?” she added, her eyebrows cocked up in question.

“Well… I may have a little spy spilling classified information to me.” Bucky answered, humor lacing his words.

(Y/N) let out a laugh in understanding and reached for her purse.

“Well, then I guess you and your little spy must have had an interesting covert operation discussing this evening? I’m looking forward to it, Mr. Barnes,” she said cheekily, leading him out of the house.


The evening was everything (Y/N) loved and more. They had dinner at a famous pancakes house and ordered a main and dessert to share. After the meal, Bucky brought her to a little hole in the wall bookstore as they found books for each other, even picking out a few for Poppy.

As they strolled down the sidewalk, (Y/N) felt Bucky’s hesitancy in reaching for her hand. She glanced at the man and saw his faced scrunched up, seeming like he was debating with himself, clenching and unclenching his hand.

(Y/N) was standing to the side of Bucky’s metal arm. He didn’t know if it was appropriate to hold (Y/N)’s hand, much less hold her hand with his metal ones. He was starting to get dejected until he heard her voice.

“I guess your sneakily little spy didn’t help you with this part of the date?” came (Y/N) mischievous question, a smile tugging the corners of her lips.

Before Bucky could form his reply, (Y/N) intertwined her hand with Bucky’s metal one, firmly holding on to him. She continued walking, not minding Bucky’s shock.

After a moment of silence, Bucky voice broke the quietness. He softly said, “You know, for some reason. You and Pops just aren’t scared of my metal arm. You both hold onto it like it’s just a normal arm.”

(Y/N) stopped in her tracks and turned to Bucky, his gaze on the path in front of him.

It is just a normal arm Bucky. You’ve seen how much Poppy loves you. It’s the whole of you. Arm included. That goes for me too, Bucks. All of you. Arm included.” came her reply as she tiptoes and plants a soft kiss on his cheeks.

The sound of Bucky’s ringtone broke the beautiful silence. He fumbled with the phone as he fished it our from his pockets and grinned at the name flashing on the screen.

“Hey, little spy. What can I do for you?” Bucky asked, glancing at (Y/N) with a fond smile on his face.

“Everything’s going great. Your mom and I are very satisfied from the pancakes and we even got you a gift.” he continued.

After a momentary pause, Bucky’s face turned a shade of bright red as he stuttered a soft “Goodbye, love you too.” and hung up the call.

(Y/N) looked at Bucky quizzically, wondering what got him so red.

“Poppy, uhh, Poppy she… she said to not worry about her. She and Cassie are having a good sleepover. And that uh, that we uh, we should also have a good sleepover.” he mumbled out.

At that, (Y/N) blushed from the tips of her ear as a helpless shy smile grew on her face.


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All of You

Sebastian x Reader

Summary: She’s insecure and Sebby’s fit.

Warnings: angst, insecurity issues, fluff

Word Count: 1.3k+

Originally posted by mylastlove-mylastsong

She wasn’t fat, but she wasn’t skinny either. So, you could imagine the self esteem issues she had.

Yes, everyone has issues, but hers didn’t come to the surface until she started dating Sebastian. She knew that she was lucky. He was hot, clever, and the new obsession teenage girls and young women were drooling over. She couldn’t but feel even more insecure whenever she saw him surrounded by women more attractive than she was. Each part of her that she actually liked was ripped away from her as she saw women with the same characteristics and qualities, but seemingly ten times more beautiful than she was.

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Can I Take Your Picture? (Draco x Reader)

Originally posted by nellaey

Request:  A Draco x reader where the reader is training to become a photographer and likes to take photos of Draco and he protests but she keeps doing it cuz he’s beautiful (cough sexy af cough) and Draco secretly loves all her photos?  - Anon

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You were an aspiring photographer with a love for nearly everything around you.  Anything from a little flower that had sprouted between the cracks of a sidewalk, to a simple cup of steaming tea resting on the counter top, you would whip out your camera and snap photos from at least three different angles.

You were never really one for photographing people, that is, until one morning you realized just how photogenic your boyfriend, Draco, was.

He was sitting in an armchair by the window, dressed in his usual black attire, legs crossed, delicately holding a cup of tea, bleach-blond hair fluffy and beautiful, and head turned to look out the window with the soft pink-orange rays of the rising sun pouring through.

Before you could speak, you snatched your camera from the table where you had set it and began taking photos.  However, after the first audible ‘snap’, Draco whirled around, nearly dropping his tea.  You set your camera down.

“Were you taking pictures of me?”  Draco said, not sounding too pleased.

You grinned.  “Yeees.  Is there a problem?”

Draco knit his eyebrows.  “I’m not very fond of having my picture taken,” he replied, setting his tea down on the chairside table next to him.

“But Dracooo!” you whined and moved across the room to where he sat.  You plopped down on his lap and lay your head on his chest, tilting your head up to look at him.  Draco instinctively wrapped his arms around you.  “You know I’m taking pictures of you because of how handsome you are, right?  And bloody hell you looked hot looking out that window.”

Draco smirked.  “Did I, now?”

You swear you could see the faintest of red on his pale skin beneath that ego.  “Yes!  So am I allowed to take your picture?” you asked hopefully.

Draco thought for a moment.  “No.  Sorry, love.”

You made a puppy-pleading face.  “If you truly love me you would let me.”

He shook his head.  “Love isn’t defined in photographs.  You know I love you more than anything in this world.  Universe, I should say.”

You rolled your eyes.  “Fine.”  You pressed a quick kiss to his cheek.

“Good.  Now I ought to finish those reports for the Ministry,” Draco said and lifted you up with him, before setting you back on the ground and placing a quick yet loving kiss on your lips before heading out the door.

As soon as he shut the door behind him, you smiled.  There was no way you were going to let such a beautiful specimen (I’m creepy af) go to waste.  You picked up your camera and looked at the photo you managed to get of Draco before he noticed you were taking pictures.  It was perfect.

**Time Skip**

The next morning, even more photos of Draco were piling up on your camera.  You managed to get photos of:  Draco pouring a cup of tea, reading a book, Draco drinking said tea as he was reading said book, Draco putting the book back on the shelf, Draco putting the teacup in the sink, even more photos of Draco putting that same teacup in the sink… So basically just a bunch of photos from the same five minutes of the next morning.  How exciting.  Pretty quickly Draco caught you and you playfully ran away.

Two days later, you hadn’t taken any more photos.  You didn’t want Draco to be mad at you.  You were out with an old friend from Hogwarts exploring London.  Not thinking, you didn’t take your camera with you, leaving it in the hands of Draco.  He picked up your camera, and by using the knowledge he had gained watching you work the thing, he managed to navigate to the photo library.  He scrolled through all the photos.

He carefully observed each photo, noticing how you always got the lighting just right and the angle spot-on.  You took everything into consideration.  Noting that a little less than half the photos were of him, he finally realized just how much those photos meant to you.  He secretly adored the fact that you had taken a liking to taking photos of him.  There was no way he was going to tell you to stop from now on.

When you got back and walked through the door, you were suddenly greeted by Draco sweeping you into his arms in a tight hug.  “I’m glad you’re back, love.”

You laughed.  “Well who’s so happy to see me?”

Draco kissed your head and released you from his tight grip.  “While you were gone… I went through your camera.”

Your face dropped.  “Oh–uh–I’m sorry… I’ll delete them if you want–”

“No!” Draco interrupted.  “I realized just how much you love taking photos and how much I actually love you taking photos of me.  I’m sorry if I was rude to you at first.”

Your face lifted back into a smile.  “Really?”

He nodded.“Indeed.”

“Oh thankyouthankyouthankyou!”

“Now don’t get too excited,” Draco said smiling.  “There will be limits.”  

You knew exactly what he meant by that.

“In the mean time…” Draco leaned in to place his lips on yours in a loving kiss.  Your hands tangled into his hair while his came down to your waist.  

When you pulled apart a minute later, you wrapped your arms around Draco’s torso and looked up into his bright blue eyes.  “Sooo can we go to the city tomorrow and take some photos?”

Draco rolled his eyes and laughed.  “As you wish.”


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