just little something before going to bed

If she chooses you please, I beg of you, hold her hand when she’s nervous and when she isn’t,
Never stop responding to her when you’re angry, talk it out because she will lose sleep wondering if things will be the same come morning and if they can be fixed, 
Over time she will blame herself for the flaws in the relationship,
Remind her you’re equally at fault but there will always be things that are out of your control, you’re stronger together.

If she chooses you, please listen to her talk about soccer and the gym,
She’s addicted to the competitiveness of games and to the rolling wave of a high she gets when she pushes her body,
Take her to see her favorite team and cheer her on as much as she cheers the team on.

If she chooses you, I ask that you show her every ounce of respect you have,
She may come with a bite but she is gentle,
She teases and taunts, but if you look at her eyes right before she looks away you’ll see she is afraid of losing something important,
She takes herself more seriously than she lets anyone know,
So be gentle with her.

If she chooses you, wash her hair for her when she bathes and let her squeeze you firmly when she gets into bed next to you, she’ll loosen up when she realizes you aren’t going anywhere.

If she chooses you, please pay attention to the little things,
Like the way she pouts and curls in on herself getting silent,
You don’t have to talk to her in those moments, just be there with her,
She’ll love you for it.

If she chooses you, plan adventures with her,
Go hiking even if it’s too hot or too cold, and make sure you bring an extra jacket in case she gets cold, a blanket too,
Take her to see the things you see beauty in, including herself in the mirror each morning.

If she chooses you, fight for her when she’s stubborn and always wait for her with an open place next to you in your bed, 
Don’t let somebody else lay in her spot,
She belongs there.

If she chooses you, cook for her on the days she spends resting,
She exhilarates herself so much that she often forgets to take a break,
Feed her and keep her company,
Be there when she wakes.
If she chooses you, understand how damn lucky you are,
There is no competition greater than the one of capturing more than her heart,
If she gives it all to you, please take care of it,
Take care of her.

If she chooses you, please choose her too.

—  ARH // If she chooses you

anonymous asked:

Naps, like sleeping together, NurseyDex?

NICE

  • dex sleeps on his tummy and nursey sleeps on his back
    • this means that 99% of the time, dex just ends up sprawled out on top of nursey
  • most of their naps happen in nursey’s room, bc he got blackout curtains for his windows and nursey sleeps better in total darkness
  • when it gets warm out, they like to grab a blanket and go to the quad to “study”
    • they always end up falling asleep
    • they’ve been on the ‘samwell’s cutest couples’ instagram acct like 200 times for this
  • like, 65% of the time they nap together, they wake up and dex’s hand has just found it’s way under nursey’s shirt, gently resting on his chest
  • dex can fall asleep anywhere at any time, but it takes a little longer for nursey to fall asleep
    • he likes to play with dex’s hair and count his breaths before he finally drops off to sleep
  • neither of them really like to go to sleep in complete silence, so they usually put on bob’s burgers or friends or something on the tv and just turn the volume down
  • when they nap in dex’s room, it’s usually bc they’re studying in there, and dex likes to sprawl out on his bed, and sometimes he ends up falling asleep face-first into his physics book
    • nursey will always mark the page, slide dex over onto a pillow, and cuddle up next to him
  • if they’re sleeping on the bus, dex takes the inside seat and balls a sweatshirt up to use it as a pillow, and nursey just leans over onto dex
    • so many fines
  • nursey snores a little, but dex would (privately) describe it as more of a cute snuffling
  • sometimes dex slobbers over the shoulder of nursey’s shirt, and he wakes up embarrassed abt it at first, but then nursey just goes and fucking licks the side of dex’s face and says, “we’re even now”
  • “come nap w/ me” texts are very much a thing
How to avoid burnout

I’ve had quite a few asks about ‘burnout’ from studying too much, so here are a few tips to avoid burning out:

  • Manage your time efficiently - here’s a link to my post on time management. Split projects into small parts - this helps with getting your workload to feel a lot more achievable, and I think it also increases productivity if you are ticking things off a list, and can see the progress you’re making.
  • Have a routine - by this I mean having clear times when you are working and not. Being in school/uni is not like a job - you can’t just leave work at the end of the day when you come home, because you have homework etc. but you can have clear times by which you’ll stop working. I make sure I stop work in the region of 8:00-8:30pm every night, to leave myself the evening to relax. I also find that having a morning and evening routine that incorporates nice relaxing things (like taking baths and reading) helps too.
  • Schedule downtime into your routine - when planning your day/week literally plan in time to relax - whether this is watching TV, playing video-games, reading or seeing friends. It’s so important to do this, if you don’t have downtime you will just go mad and burnout.
  • Make time for breaks - even if you are in finals week or working to a deadline, it is so important to plan in breaks to your revision/work. Each person is different in the time that they can work effectively for. I find that I can work for about 1-1.5 hours at a time before I start to become restless and distracted - so I always make sure to have a break and really get away from work for a little while.
  • Practise self-care - it is so so vital that you take the time out to do whatever it is that will help maintain good mental, physical and emotional health - this may be meditation, reading, exercising, having a long bath etc. Even if it is just taking 10 minutes before you go to bed to do some yoga, or making yourself your favourite hot drink, every little helps!
  • Start saying ‘no’ - this is something I have had to start doing this term as I just took on too much extra work and made too many commitments. You have to be able to say no to some projects/activities, otherwise you will just be busy 24/7 and have no time to relax. You have to realise that (even if you want to) you physically can’t do everything!
  • Don’t force work if you’re ill - if you have a cold/headache/the flu/having a bad mental health day etc. then you won’t be able to work as effectively or efficiently as you normally can. I think it’s better to take a few days completely off working, when you can solely focus on resting and getting well again, rather than trying to force yourself to work through the illness. If you don’t give your body this time to rest then it will just take a lot longer to get better again, and you’ll end up feeling burnt out.

This list is by no means all you can do, it’s just a few things that might help. If you feel that you are starting to burnout - if you are feeling anxious, stressed, fatigued or anything like that then make sure you reach out to someone (family, friends, GP). Don’t leave it because you think burnout isn’t serious, or that it’ll just get better on its own. 

Got7 reaction to you being awake *smuttish*

Request:  Got7 reaction to you walking out of their room in nothing but a tee shirt and sexy underwear when the other boys are there and saying sleepily “Oppa come to bed” please?


Jaebum

When he sees you standing at the frame of the door mouthing to him “Come to bed”, Jaebum being an angel will smile at you, tell you to go cuddle yourself in bed, give him five minutes to make the boys go to their homes and he’ll come to cuddle you. He told you before going after you. Stopping you in the middle, he kissed the temple of your neck and whispered. “Do this one more time, and I’m gonna back fire at you. They saw something reserved for my eyes.” he said as he cupped your pussy. “That’s mine and I don’t like others to see it. Clear? Go to bed, I’ll deal with you tomorrow, Love.”

Jinyoung

“Oppa, it’s too loud. Please just come to bed.” you’ll say, tiredly rubbing your eyes with the end of Jinyoungs’ dress shirt you were wearing. The dress shirt lifted a little and the end of the Victori Secret panties, his favourite ones, was on display. “Baby, you are really tired.” he’ll say, before taking you in his arms bridial style and tugging you to sleep with the background of “AWWWWS” coming from Got7 themselves. When in reality, when he tugged you, instead of “Good night”, you received “I saw them. And don’t think they didn’t. Not quite the right decision to tease me in front of the others, don’t you think?”

Youngjae

When he saw you coming out of the room and asking him to come to bed, in nothing but a hoodie and the dark red lace panties showing under the hoodie, Youngjae was quick to kick the boys out, making excuses like “She can’t sleep from the noise.” when the truth was that he couldn’t sleep because of the sudden visit and was very thankful for your interference. And playful. Because of the panties.

Jackson

When a small voice interuppted the boys saying “Oppa, please come to bed. I don’t want to be alone.” Jackson saw his beautiful angel in one of his t-shirts hair braided and the ribbon of the lace pink thong he gave you, could be seen from the shirt. He forgot about those around him and smiled softly. Standing up from the couch, he’ll accompany you to the floor where no one could hear you two. A light-feather kiss will fall on your forehead and Jackson will ask you to wait just a little bit.

Mark

You were a little bratty creature indeed. So when the “emergency meeting” took more than 30 minutes, you got upest. They ruined the perfect mood for a wild night. You kknew Mark was nice to Got7 and he wouldn’t kick them out without a little push. So you put on his grey hoodie and steped in the living room. “Oppa, I know t’s probably really important, but can’t it wait until tomorrow?” Mark smiled, knowingly and was quick to add “Boys,she’s right. Let’s do this tomorrow. It’s really late.” Soon they were all out and Marks eyes were full of lust. “So, where were we?”

BamBam

Bam Bam was angry when the boys ringed on the door bell. He was just about to eat his dessert, you, for being a good boy, and Got7 decided to show up. He couldn’t just kick them out, so he told you he’ll come back soon and if he doesn’t you to just fall asleep. Which actually happend. You fell asleep, the boys came in and asked where you were. BamBam told them you’re sleeping and everyone went to check, which caused you to wake up. “Oppa, are you coming back to bed?” “Soon baby, I’m coming soon. Sleep for now.”

Yugyeom

If the others couldn’t kick the boys out, Yugyeom couldn’t for sure. The maknae was having actually a pretty good time, but he was worrying if his kitten, you, will be alright to sleep alone, to which the answer was “No.” Soon you were standing in the middle of the living room wearing only his sweater and black panties with a ribbon that fell down your legs and was clearly visible. And then the voice of an angel came “Oppa, come to bed please!” and Yugyeom became as hard as a fucking rock. Yugyeom called you and told you to lie on his legs to sleep if you want and you obligated fast and happy. Yugyeom’s lap was your throne after all. When you layed your head you heared a hushed whisper “ What I’ll do to you once they are gone. Wait and see.”

wither me down

Summary: It’s strange, how Otabek doesn’t mind that his lungs are filled with flowers and each day is more agonizing than the last. After all, loving Yuri Plisetsky is a privilege in and of itself. (belated happy valentine’s day! warning for character death, otayuri, hanahaki au, word count: 6166)



He first meets Yuri when he is twelve, almost thirteen. He is hunched over, heaving from the strenuous exercise that Yakov made them do, and he looks up to try again when he sees him. He must be ten at the oldest, and is without a doubt the best student in that room. Otabek never pays much attention to the other students, but this time he looks at this boy, who manages to complete the exercise he’s been struggling with effortlessly.

And then the boy’s head turned to look at his direction, and he is captivated.

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Here you go, babe!

I hope this was okay! I really liked the request, but I’m not sure if I like how it came out of my head…. #writerproblems

Enjoy!


Kim Seokjin

He was hesitant to bring it up. He didn’t want to force anything on you and he knew you worked tomorrow, but he didn’t want you to have to walk home alone in the dark. “Do you want to stay the night?” He asked. You had just slipped your shoes on and seemed to be stalling, not wanting to walk out into the night air. You both stared at each other for a moment. Trying to read each other, though you both wanted the same thing. “If that’s okay with you.” Jin nodded, probably a bit to eagerly.

He threw a spare pillow and blanket onto the couch for himself, flipping the main light off. After struggling for a bit, trying to turn the water on, he now heard the bathroom door opening, signaling you were done. “Find everything okay?” He asked. He could hear your feet padding down the hall and turned towards you, smiling at the look of you in a pair of his sweats and a tshirt. “Thanks for letting me spend the night.” “Anytime. You can just sleep in my bed tonight. It’s all clean.” The way you stared at him made his heart thump in his chest. He felt almost giddy. You moved over to the couch and sat down flat out refusing to claim his bed for the night. He wasn’t going to argue with you anymore, but he wasn’t going to cave either. He slid down onto the couch with you and let you slouch into him, pulling your legs up under you. The room was quite, your breathing deep and soothing. He could smell his shampoo in your hair, the mix of his own smell, with the remaining sent of your own making him smile. he’d press his lips to the top of your head and whisper an, “I love you.”

Originally posted by jjilljj

Kim Namjoon

You had been waiting for him to get home from practice and it ended up being much later than the two of you had anticipated. You had school early the next morning and you knew, at this rate, you wouldn’t make it home and have enough time to shower. So you just decided to do it at Namjoon’s place. He wouldn’t mind and if you were going to stay here till he got back in needed to be done.

 You’d shower quick and figured you could just throw one of his shirts on when you were done. Problem was, you heard him calling your name while you toweled off. “Y/N?” He was in the adjoining room. You slid across the tiles, placing your hand on the doorknob before he could open in. “Sorry. It was getting late and I had to shower.” You peeked your head out the crack in the door, cheeks burning as you gripped the towel to your chest. He just stared at your dripping wet hair for a moment, his own cheeks turning a slight shade of pink before he moved to his dresser, getting out a shirt for you. He’d leave you in peace to get yourself dressed, but when you’d step out he’d pull you towards him, kissing your temple, taking in your fresh scent. “You smell nice.” He’d mumble, arms snaking around your waist. “Why don’t you just spend the night?”

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon

Min Yoongi

You were falling asleep against his shoulder, making it harder for him to type at his laptop. A movie was playing quietly in the background, holding neither of your attentions. Small snoring sounds came from your nose, though you’d always insist you didn’t snore. Yoongi found his attention wasn’t on his work anymore. His eyes were locked on your sleepy form.

Something sounded through the speakers of the tv, he jumped and your head flew off his arm. You looked confused and disheveled, running your hand through your hair. Not fully awake. He didn’t speak, hoping you’d give in to your dropping eyes and fall asleep against his arm again. “Oh, I’ve got to get home.” You’d say, pushing yourself up. “No.” He’d reply, catching your swaying arm. “Stay here.” You’d stare at him for a moment, blinking away the sleep. “I can’t. I have an interview early tomorrow. I haven’t even showered.” He’d push his laptop off his lap and stand up, leading you towards the bathroom. You’d receive a towel from him and the water would be on before you had another chance to protest.

 For someone you hadn’t wanted to go in the first place, you were sure taking a long time in the bathroom. He contemplated checking on you but then the doorknob turned and you stepped out. “Okay. Now home.” You’d say, waving your arms towards the door. He’d shake his head and pat the bed next to him. You hardly protested and crawled in next to him. You’d rest your head on his chest and he’d wrap his arms over your shoulder. “I smell better now.” You’d whisper. That’s when he’d notice it and he’d smile, liking the sent of him on you.

Originally posted by yoongles

Jung Hoseok

It started off as him showing you a new dance he was learning. He was quite proud of it and insisted that you learn with him. Him actually teaching you only lasted a couple of minutes. You two were soon swinging each other around his living room, table and chair pushed out of the way. You dropped to the floor, panting and sweating, laughing as he stumbled back onto the couch. 

“You’re a pro.” He’d say, trying to catch his breath. You’d both sit in silence for a bit, the only sound being your heavy breathing as you cooled down. “Oh gosh. It’s late. I need to get home.” You’d say, pushing yourself up from the floor. You two were having so much fun, neither of you noticed as the clock crept past one. Hoseok glanced at his phone, eyes bugging out as he noticed the time. He seemed to contemplate something for a moment before pushing himself up. “Just spend the night.” He’d say with a shrug. “I have to get home. I smell.” He’d laugh and nudge you to his bathroom. “Go shower. It’s late and I don’t want you walking home tonight.” You’d give in and he’d supply you with some clean clothing.

Hoseok would be lying in bed, eyes closing on him, the sound of the shower lulling him to sleep. He never heard you come out. He felt the bed dip next to him and he turned, wrapping himself in your warmth. It wasn’t your usual smell that enveloped him. But as he settled against your chest, pressing a kiss to your collar bone, he found himself enjoying your scent mixed with his own. “I love you so much.” He’d murmur before falling asleep.

Originally posted by sunbaejin

Park Jimin

You two had just finished working out. Well, he just finished working out. He had gotten you to hop onto the treadmill at the very end, but it didn’t last very long. You had both returned to his place, both a little hungry and both very sweaty. It was late already, you two had gotten a late start and by the time you had dragged yourself back, the sun had set and Jimin, your ride, seemed a bit tired as he made some food in the kitchen.

“I should just call a taxi. You look exhausted.” He’d turn to you, lip jutting out into a pout. “I don’t want you to go.” He’d reply, moving over to wrap his arms around you. You’d try to pull away, whining about being smelly but he’d just laugh at you. “How about,” He’d start, glancing down, feeling a bit shy to bring the topic up. “You spend the night here? We can watch a movie and then I can bring you home in the morning?” You’d agree but insist on a shower, leaving him to start a movie up while you cleaned up.

You moved out into the living room, feeling refreshed but tired as the day came to an end. You’d settle on the couch by him, wrapping an arm around his waist. He’d run his fingers through your hair, noticing the smell of his body wash on you as he bent over to kiss your cheek. “Ah, Jagiya. You smell amazing.” He’d say, enjoying his scent on you for the rest of the night.

Originally posted by kookielife

Kim Taehyung

You were in your car, in Taehyung’s driveway. He was standing in the doorway, arm raised, waving goodbye. The rain was pelting down at the car, making it hard for you to see him. You stuck your keys into the ignition and turned, waiting to hear the car purr to life, but it didn’t happen. It made this horrible whirling sound and stopped. You tried again, but the same thing happened.  With a sigh, you pulled your keys back out and opened your door. “What’s wrong?” Tae called from the house. You shrugged and popped the hood, shivering as the cold rain seeped down your shirt. You weren’t quite sure if the problem would be coming from there, but checking was your best bet. “Y/N! Come inside.” He yelled and you slammed the hood down, grabbing your bag before locking the car back up. You stood dripping in his hallway as he threw a towel over you. “I guess its a sign. Lets get you in the shower and we’ll figure it out in the morning.”

You collapsed on the couch next to him, ready to complain about your stupid, piece of junk car, when he’d press his nose to your neck. “Ahh, you smell so good, Jagi.” He’d say, causing you to chuckle. “I smell like you.” He’d pull away a bit. “But it smell so much better on you.” Up until you both fell asleep, he’d be sniffing you constantly.

Originally posted by helendrv

Jeon Jungkook

It was late. You two had been playing games in his room. You were proud of yourself for actually beating him a couple of times, but as it got later, and the day started to catch up to you, you found yourself leaning against Jungkook. Remote clutched feebly in your hands as he beat you again. “I give up.” You murmur, rubbing your face into his sweatshirt. “You have me at an unfair advantage.” He’d chuckle, leaving the game at the character selection screen as he stretched. “What time is it?” He’d ask, answering his own question as he checked his phone. “Late.” You’d reply. He sat in silence for a while, seeming to contemplate something. He’d wrap his arms around you and fall back onto the bed. “How about you just stay here tonight?”  He’d ask, trying to seem chill about it, but you could here the strain in his voice. “I’m okay going home, I don’t want to impose.” His voice wasn’t quite as shaky this time. “No. Stay.”

He had showered first, offering you one as an afterthought. He paced around the room, overthinking every little thing he could as he waited for you. All his thoughts went down the drain as you stumbled out of the bathroom, giving him a smile before moving over towards the bed. “Goodnight.” You’d say as you pulled the covers up. He’d just stare at you, causing you to blush a bit. He noticed the smell of his shampoo on you and was embarrassed to admit just how much he liked it on you. “Is this too weird?” You’d asked and he’d just shake his head, finally crawling into bed with you, wrapping his arms tightly around you.

Originally posted by pjkook


I may have gotten a little carried away with this. I’m sorry it took so long to get up, I’ve been very busy lately. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it!

Fanfic Comment Guide

Hi hello!

#clexaweek2017 is coming up and this will be one of my contributions for the week since I’m not much of a creative type. I’ve never written any fanfiction, so all of this is coming from a reader’s perspective. 

Why should I leave comments?

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  • Comments can be short (although longer the better)

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What you can focus on

  • Characters and original characters
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    • Do you wish your faves would make out soon? 
  • World-building 
    • Is the author exploring something you are really interested in?
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    • What’s been particularly beautiful to you?
    • What has resonated with you the most? 
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Things that I do (that you can do too)

  • As I go through a chapter on my phone, I switch to my notes app and copy and paste all the lines I like and write down my thoughts before I forget what I want to say
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No one will know how you truly feel about something unless you speak up! 

j a n u a r y  2 0 1 7 : r e f l e c t i o n s

i . buddha said: “a jug fills drop by drop”. trying to keep in mind this quote helped me so so much starting the year the right way!

ii . don’t be harsh on yourself. change isn’t something that occurs within days, and habits need to be formed. but keep some balance in your daily life. you can forgive yourself if you are too tired to tidy up your room before going to bed, but try to mantain the level of clutter low by doing small things when you feel like it!

iii . procrastination is something i have to deal with everyday. but i found out that when i just can’t control my discipline, i just need someone else to do that for me! it works all the times.

iv . listen to your body. sometimes you just have to trust your instinct and your intuition. feel the moment and do what’s better for yourself.

v . when times are a little darker and you feel the winter blues, you need something to make your heart feel a little warmer. please, please, please, go and watch yuri on ice. please. just do it. it will make your life like 10000 times better. it saved me from winter depression. it saved me. just trust me. i don’t know how many tears of happiness i have cried because of yoi. go. and watch it.

vi . this month i realized one little thing. i have so so many mental schemes. and the majority of them are really bad for me and for my mental health and for my life in general. for example, when i wake up in the morning to go to school my brain decides that i have to feel stressed. and that i just can’t enjoy the morning. even if i don’t have any tests that day. when i realized it i started paying attention to what i feel and why, and decided that i wouldn’t have let my brain ruin every single morning! and it worked!!!

vii . at the end of the day write a done list. this has been one of the best thing for my happiness levels lately. list every single good thing that you did, even if it’s a small thing. and feel proud about it!!

viii . sometimes i just can’t get started with a specific task because i set goals that are too high and that scare me before i even start. if i tell myself that i’m going to revise all of my notes i can be sure that i won’t do it. but if i set the goal to revise for a limited space of time, or to just study some chapters, i don’t feel overwhelmed and eventually when i’m finished with the goal i have set, i’ll just keep on working!

ix . when i’m feeling really down or there’s something that bothers me, i know that the only thing i have to do is writing. i take out my journal and start scribbling what’s on my mind. i feel completely free and in touch with myself, to me writing is like a therapy. many times i got to understand a problem that i couldn’t solve… just by writing. sometimes dancing and singing to my favourite songs works as well. just try to find what’s an activity that has the power to calm you down or to make you see things more clearly, or something that can be an outburst for feelings you have been suppressing.

x . this month i learned that i. have. to. throw myself away and just do things. i have many ideas but i’m always too shy to do anything. but in these past weeks i tried really hard to escape the prison i have built for myself. i started interviewing some of my classmates and recording them as they talk, which is something that i wished to do for a long time. i made a group on a messaging app to talk about some more serious topics with them. i took all the courage i had and clearly expressed my feelings about some stuff to my best friend, and we are happier now. i went out of my comfort zone and experienced new things. even if i didn’t always feel perfectly comfortable, i tried to avoid panicking, and instead i took a deep breath and reminded myself that failing was always better than not doing anything at all!

xi . and last but not least, here is some of the music i’ve been listening to in january. enjoy!

agata

Preference "How they take care of you after rough sex"

(Wooo more preferences :3 Yay for our faves being gentle and kind :D Hope it is as requested you all like it. Gifs not mine/found them on google/credits to the original owners.)

Negan-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by sitting up on the bed and pulling you to his lap to hold you for a while before teasingly laugh at you. He’d want to let you know that he isn’t done with you but still try his best to show his more gentle side, especially seeing you so exhausted. He’d rub your back, your arms and lightly kiss your head, and just brag to you about how sweet he can be. “See, Y/N…I’m a gentleman…I fuck you right all night long and then I take care of you…Touch your body so softly you barely recognize me…isn’t that awesome? Yeah…But…I gotta tell you…I ain’t done with you…”

Daryl-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by pulling you closely to him to hold you and ask you if you are alright as he checks and rubs your body with his hands. He’d feel guilty about gripping your thighs and ass so tightly earlier that as he’d recollect himself, you’d notice how his usual caring self would come out. He’d want to make you feel loved and know how much you mean to him. “Y/N…are you okay? I-I’m so sorry about all of that…I mean…it was just the heat of the moment but still…Let me see…I have to see if I hurt you too much…I didn’t? Are you sure?”

Rick-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by kissing your forehead and reminding you of how much he loves you before sweetly asking you to join him in the shower. He’d simply realize how worked up you both are from the way you and him are panting as well as from the sweat you both are in and just want to clean you from everything he’s done to you and rather than just pulling you towards it, he’d put his efforts into convincing you. “Y/N…It was amazing…You were amazing…I love you…I didn’t hurt you, did I? Good…You’re so pretty like this…I can’t handle it…But…I need to shower before I leave, you want to come in with me…”

Merle-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by going slower with you and be more tender than usually, as he wants you to know that he holds you dear. For him, it wasn’t over but knowing how exhausted you must be from the way he handled you, he’d kiss you passionately and slowly. Even from the way he’d cup your cheek and hold your waist, you could feel the change he had went through from earlier. “Y/N…You were so good earlier…moaning and begging just as I wanted…Now you’re just making me want more…but i’m a good man so I’ll take care of you before getting back to work…”

Glenn-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by trying to make light of the situation, wanting to see you smile and just hold you as you lay face to face on the bed. He’d get self conscious about his actions as he’d hear your heavy breathing and see you turning away from him. It would make him say something lighthearted to make you laugh and have no choice but turn back to look at him. “Out of breath? Y/N, am I really that good? I mean did you hear yourself…you’re trying to catch your breath so much…It’s thanks to me! More like my fault? Oh come on!”

The Governor-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by preparing you a bath and coming back to pick you up so he can bathe you. He’d surprise you with how gentle and kind his touches are, making your heart melt. You’d spend some quiet quality time together, making him get all sweet with you and eventually get in the bathtub with you. He’d then hold you tightly to him, only to end up making love to you all over again but slower. “Does it feel better, Y/N? Is the water warm enough or did you want it cooler? It’s fine…alright if you say so…Did you like it earlier…When I…Did all those things…”

Abraham-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by pulling you to lay on top of him so he could just cuddle you that way and gently rub and knead at your body. He’d hate to see you rolling over to the other side of the bed to catch your breath, so he’d just say something sweet to make you look at him, making him have his chance to give you a look to make sure he can just grab you over. “Y/N…No don’t turn away your pretty face, eyes, and everything else of yours from me…Look at me the way you did earlier…Come here! Just let me hold you and make you feel even better about everything.”

Eugene-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by getting you some snacks and awkwardly apologizing about the way he handled himself with you as he sits next to you. After everything, he’d have the reflex to recollect himself by sitting up and turn the lamp back on. As he’d notice how out of breath you are, he’d feel oddly bad for it and grab you something to eat before voicing himself. “I-I got you these…Yeah I remember that they’re your favorites…Y/N…I-I’m really sorry…I i hurt you in any way…I-I really pushed it too much…What? You liked it?”

Jesus-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by softly kissing each of the hickey, bruises, scratches he might’ve caused you and sweetly apologize for each of them. He’d simply not be over you and want to keep you all to himself all over again. However, noticing how exhausted you are, he’d realize himself and quickly come up with a way to apologize as well as to do just as he wanted. “Y/N…look at you…Goodness, i’m so sorry…I’m really sorry baby…Here let me…I’ll erase the pain away…Of course by kissing them like this! Why wouldn’t I?”

Dwight-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by getting you some of your favorite snacks and cuddle you as you both start watching the TV. Hearing your panting and feeling you getting more comfortable in the bed, he’d realize what he had just done to you and want to apologize through his actions by getting you what you love the most as well as hold you to satisfy himself and in hopes to have a slower round later on for the night. “Y/N…Did I go too hard on you? Here I got you these…Come here…Let me hold you…How about we watch a little something before we go to sleep…or you know…Am I right?”

Morgan-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by holding you to him as his arm serves as a pillow for you and grabbing your hand to plant kisses as he apologizes to you for his act. Feeling you shift in the bed and hearing the way you breathe, he’d instantly feel the need to be closer to you and approach you. He’d skillfully slide his arm under your neck and gently wrap you to turn you to him before he reaches your hand. “Y/N, i’m so sorry…It was unusual of me…It’s just I wanted you that way earlier…Sorry for that…I can’t promise it won’t happen again…but i’ll try…Huh? You didn’t hate it…”

Shane-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by kissing your body softly and talking sweetly to you, only for it to gradually turn into a light tickle fight. He’d smirk and chuckle to hear the way you try to catch your breath and start to tease you for it. As you’d try to push him off, he’d use kinder words, making you soften and let him touch you with his lips. However, it would oddly make you laugh, only to make him want to hear your laughter even more. “Goddamn, Y/N…You’re a mess…Couldn’t control yourself, right? I’m joking…Sorry about that…You’re so cute like this…Makes me wanna take care of you…What? You’re ticklish? Come on!”

Milton-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by reaching to hold your hand as you lay next to him and ask you if there is anything you would want from him. As he’d recollect himself, he’d go through everything he had done to you in his mind and just be utterly shock. As he’d hear your heavy breathing, he’d just have an urge to return you a favor in any way he can, making him reach for your hand to make you look him in the eyes. “I-Is there anything I can do for you? Or get you? Whatever it is, Y/N…Please let me know…I-I don’t know why I did all those things but-…Wait, you liked it? Really?”

Aaron-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by tucking you in bed properly and cup your cheek as he apologizes for his attitude only then to get closer to you just to be able to hold you. He’d feel as if he had made a mess out of you and the room, that he’d have the feeling to make things back to the way it were. He’d want to make you feel comfortable at home and simply remind you that he was still the loving and caring man you fell for from the start. “Y/N, i’m so sorry for earlier…I just…I just felt like grabbing and holding you down and stuff…Yeah, sorry…but I can make it up to you…Here…Is it comfortable?”

Gabriel-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by planting soft kisses to every where he might’ve hurt you, only to end up just reaching back up to you to wrap his arms around you. He’d feel guilty the instant you’d shift away making him notice the different marks he had left on you from the things he had done. He’d then pin you down gently under him to keep you still for a moment and voice his apology for all of it while trying to “redeem” himself. “I-I’m so sorry Y/N…I really didn’t meant all those slaps to your…ass…or bites all over…or to call you a slut…Really, i’m just sorry for all of this…You’ll forgive me, right?”

The Wolf-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by showing you his gentle side by tucking your hair behind your ear as you lay face to face with him and asking you if you need anything else from him. Hearing you all out of breath and seeing you shifting away from him, he’d feel like you deserve to see a side he’d usually keep to himself or show when he needs you to know how he feels for you. “You okay, Y/N? Let me see…I didn’t to hurt you or anything…Just the moment was right…So…Yeah sorry…I-Is there something else you need…or want?”

Noah-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by taking a break with you, resting his head on top of yours as you lay next to him and holding your head. Feeling you leave his side to get to your side of the bed, he’d just want to be close to you to keep you a comforting company. He’d slide his hand into yours to keep you close and make his soft and usual self come out as he’d start to talk to you. “Hey…Y/N…You’re okay, right? Cool…I didn’t hurt you, right? That’s good to know…Even after all that I really enjoy just holding your hand like this…I’m serious…”

Simon-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by trying to make you laugh and smile with his comments and how playfully excited he can get when cuddling you. Hearing your heavy breathing, he’d praise himself out loud for messing you up this way, only to make you smile but try to hide it. Seeing you turn around, he’d grab your waist to turn you back and hug you tightly, only to wiggle you in his arms jokingly to show you how much he enjoyed having you. “Holy shit! I gave it to you good! You trembled! You screamed my name and begged for more! And now look at you, Y/N! Where are you going? Come here, you’re all mine and I love you!”

Ezekiel-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by pampering you in so many different ways, you’d nearly forget as to what had just happened. Feeling you turn away from him to catch your breath, he’d feel like you deserved to be treated like a true queen, making him serve you for the rest of the night. It wouldn’t matter as to what you would want or need, he’d go out of his way to get it for you or simply make it happen. “Y/N…You let me have my way with you…So good and kind of you…I am a lucky man to have you…That’s why I should give you whatever it is you desire to make you feel better…”

Benjamin-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by holding you in his arms for a while before getting up to make you a warm drink and a cold towel. Noticing you trying to catch your breath, he’d want to comfort you for the whole thing and get closer to hold you. He’d then get the feeling that it would be better if he got you something to drink and something to wipe yourself and get rid of yours sweat, making him get up for a moment, saying he’s got a surprise for you. “I-I apologize if I hurt you in any way…Really sorry…What? You don’t mind? You’re too nice, Y/N…I-I’ll go get something for you…”

Caesar-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by rubbing your body softly while kissing you before lowering himself to give you a gentle oral. Not even for an instance, he’d let you move away from him and just pin you down under him to keep you in place. He’d know how his actions might’ve hurt you and do his best to make you feel better about all of it. Knowing, how you love it when he’s gentle he’d then feel the need to have you all over again. “Tell me where it hurts, Y/N…I’ll take care of you…Just as you like it…”

Heath-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by he’d offer you to give you a massage and just make the bed more comfortable. Hearing you catch your breath and seeing you turn on your stomach to rest, he’d have the urge to touch you again and scoot closer to you. He’d touch your back softly and whisper to ask you if he can return you the favor for everything, making you chuckle and nod, only to feel him knead at you. “Y/N, I-I thought I should be returning the favor somehow…Can I…Can I rub your back? You know make you feel better…”

Spencer-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by smiling mischievously at you and sweet talk you as he gives cute and quick pecks at your body. Seeing you just rolling around the bed to get comfortable, he’d want to put a stop to it so he can feel you close to him. He’d then change completely his attitude from earlier and then get the opportunity to pin you lightly under him so he can start treating you the way he knows will make you smile genuinely. “Y/N, why are you so beautiful after I do these things to you? You smile so much and it makes it difficult for me to think of anything else but wanting you all over again…”

Richard-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by turning you on your stomach gently so he can straddle you lightly and softly plant kisses on your shoulders and back. Hearing you catching your breath, he’d feel like you deserve everything he has to offer to you and show you how gentle he can be even after everything he had done to you. He’d shift closer to you and tuck your hair away to kiss your cheek and lips tenderly before pinning you down. “You were so good, Y/N…I can’t let you sleep yet…This time, I’ll take care of you…You’ll let me, right?”

Nicholas-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by scooting closer to you and wrapping his arms around you to hold you tightly as he plants soft kisses to your neck. Feeling you shift in the bed to get comfortable, he’d want you to have that feeling in his arms, making him approach and stop you from moving around. He’d finally hold you in his arms and spill his feelings about you and how it was all good. “I love you, Y/N…You’re perfect…Everything about you…Not to mention, earlier…”

Gareth-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by asking you if you’re fine, only to continue depending on your answer. Hearing you out of breath, he’d feel proud about himself and just smirk while looking at you. However, slowly he’d feel like you would want something from him as he had ask of you and check on you. He’d then let you know that whatever you need he’ll offer to you, knowing how comforted you could feel. “Hey…Y/N…Y-You okay? I mean…I did do all those things to you…So if there’s anything just say something…”

Tobin-After a round of rough sex, he’d take care of you by pulling you for a long and tender kiss for a while before praising you for being so good and getting up to get you something to eat or drink. Feeling the bed sheets being pulled up from you and hearing you catch your breath, he’d chuckle and move closer to hold you. He’d make you look him in the eyes to get you to kiss him, only to praise you in between each of the kisses. “It was perfect…No…You were perfect…Y/N…Look at me…I mean it…You were and are definitely…”

Michonne-After a round of rough sex, she’d take care of you by soothing your body with her touches to the point where you drift to sleep. Hearing you trying to catch your breath, she’d smile to herself and approach you to feel your body next to hers. She’d then set her hands over your body to feel you again, only to make you feel comfortable and for her to want to make you fall asleep as she feels you deserve it. “Y/N…Tired? Sorry about that…How about I pay you back…Here let me…”

Maggie-After a round of rough sex, she’d take care of you by pulling you to her chest and just comb your hair with her fingers as she let’s you drift to sleep. Feeling you shift in the bed to turn away from her, she’d reach to grab your hand and say your name, to catch your attention. As you’d turn to look at her, she’d reach to your waist to pull you closer to her and eventually get you to rest your head on her chest. “Y/N…Don’t go too far away…Come here…I’ll make you feel even better than earlier…I’m serious…”

Andrea-After a round of rough sex, she’d take care of you by praising you for being this good to let her have her way with you as she cups your face. Hearing you catching your breath, she’d chuckle and turn to look at you and wait for you to do the same. As you’d lock eyes, she’d scoot closer enough for you to feel her breath, making her start to treat you differently from earlier. “You really are such a good one, Y/N…Letting me do whatever I want to you…I love that about you…You’re tired aren’t you? I can tell…”

Jessie-After a round of rough sex, she’d take care of you by letting you rest and going downstairs to prepare a little something for you to eat before going back up. Hearing you out of breath, she’d feel slightly bad about what had happened and stroke your hair for a moment before pulling the blanket up and telling you to stay still as she’ll be going to get something for you. “You must be tired, Y/N…Because of me…Sorry…Here let me help…I-i’ll go get something, i’ll come back okay…”

Beth-After a round of rough sex, she’d take care of you by apologizing to you profusely and just grab your arms and hands to her so she can kiss whatever pain she thinks you have. As she’d glance at you, she’d chuckle to see you breath in and out so fast but seeing the marks she left on you, suddenly she’d stop. She’d get closer to you and instantly check on you, only to start caring for you. “Oh my god…I’m sorry…I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…Did I hurt you or anything? I didn’t mean to if it does…Wait let me see your hands…”

Sasha-After a round of rough sex, she’d take care of you by wrapping you in the blanket and plant kisses to your forehead to reassure you. Feeling you shift on the bed to get comfortable, she’d want to help you and just pull the blanket to make you feel at home. She’d want to let you know that despite everything she had done to you that she does indeed care for you by starting to kiss you all over again.

Rosita-After a round of rough sex, she’d take care of you by pretending to be rude, sarcastically telling you to scoot over or just leave the room, only to make you laugh. Hearing you trying to catch your breath, she’d chuckle and jokingly push you away to your side of the bed. Knowing it’ll make you laugh instead, she’d keep at it before you decide to get back at her. “Hey…Y/N…Move over…You’re taking up the whole bed…It’s mine too you know…Move…Hey, what are you doing?”

Tara-After a round of rough sex, she’d take care of you by wrapping you in her arms and resting her head on your chest, only to end up grabbing your hands to kiss them. To hear you out of breath and seeing you trying to get comfortable while still being close to her, she’d just find you so cute that she needs to show how much she cares for you. She’d end up pinning you under him and hold you to make sure you know of her feelings. “I hope I didn’t hurt you or anything…It was just the heat of the moment…I love you, Y/N…You really are the best…”

Carol-After a round of rough sex, she’d take care of you by holding you in her arms as she manages to make your side of the bed comfortable. Hearing your heavy breathing, she’d feel slightly guilty for what she had done to you and just scoot over to you. Without warning, she’d pull you to hold you and behind you, you’d feel her other hand rearranging the pillow for you.

Arat-After a round of rough sex, she’d take care of you by getting you up on your feet and leading you to the shower. Seeing how sweaty she had made you and hearing you trying to catch your breath, she’d feel like you deserve a treat from her. She’d plant kisses over cheeks and turn away to get up and give you a hand, making you understand as to what she means. “Come on…Let’s go take a shower together…You know we both need it…”

BTS Reaction - Their daughter brings home her guy best friends for the first time

Anonymous said: Hello , can you do bts reaction to their daughter bringing home her male best friends over for the first time ? thank you .

I grew up with my parents not allowing boys in the house, and it was as if sex was a terrible thing to talk about, so I’m trying to make it seem like the boys are a lot more accepting/are a little more lenient then my strict parents.

Taehyung:

His eyes would go wide and he’d be taken aback, before pulling his daughter aside before she could go upstairs to her room with the guy she claimed was only her friend. He would be so overprotective it was funny.

“Don’t close the door. Also, you’re not allowed to sit in your bed together. Oh, and no being quiet, I need to be able to hear you talk or else I’ll assume you guys are doing something.”

Jin:

Seokjin would just make a face when he met his daughters best guy friends at first, but he would trust his daughter to know what to do and what not to do. After awhile of silence coming from her room, he would open the door and peak through only to see the teenagers studying, just like they said they were going to do.

“Huh. I guess they were just studying. You don’t think they heard me coming and stopped kissing or something, right?”

Jungkook:

He would be appalled. Jungkook would turn to you after his daughter and her guy friend went upstairs and beg you to do something.

“Y/N! She can’t have boys in her room! How - what - please go do something.”

“Jungkook. She’s 17. Leave her be.”

Jimin:

He would just shrug and be alright with it, that is until they went upstairs and he was left downstairs with you. He’d be sad because his little girl was growing up.

“Y/N, our little girl is so big now, I don’t want her to grow up.”

Suga:

He would be so straight up with his daughter. Before her and her guy friend went upstairs to her room, Suga would pull her over to him and whisper in her ear. His daughter would just smack her dad’s arm and shoot something right back, leaving Suga with a weird look on his face.

“Use protection, got it, kid?” 

“Ew, dad. Why would we do it while you’re here, anyway?”

Namjoon:

As his daughter and her guy friend walked in the house, he would lock eyes with her and would wink. She’d scoff and walk up the stairs without another word, and Namjoon would turn to you. You’d scold him after what he said because your parents said the same thing about him when you two were that age.

“Do you think I should have told her not to do anything? Maybe I should go open the door. I don’t know if I like that boy.”

Reggie Mantle x Reader - request

anonymous asked:

Can you do an imagine where you’re Archie sister and you’re dating Reggie. Someone lets it slip that you lost your virginity to him and he tells Archie “sorry I took your sister virginity won’t happen again” and Archie punched him and a fight breaks out


Warnings: Some sexual content

FYI: I changed the prompt a little in order for it fit the setting I made up for it. Hope you like it and thanks for the request!


You hurried down the stairs, “Okay dad, I’m off to Veronica’s!”

He stopped you from running out the door, “You’re staying over at her place right?”

“Yeah Dad”, you could hear your brother was coming down the stairs a little bit behind you.

“Where are you going?”, your dad had finally gotten off the couch wearing his classic plaid.

“Pop’s with Jughead”. You looked at your brothers red hair, that matched yours, and noticed it had looked more styled than usual.

“Alright, just don’t stay out too late”. Your dad sat back down and you both went out together. You were a year older than Archie, but people seemed to know him more ever since becoming Captain of the football team. The one plus side of that was that now everyone was nice to you. Veronica was nice to you before that though. Well so was Betty, but you always saw her more like a sister that just lived next door.

You flipped the car keys in your hand, “So are we both going to the same place?”

“How’d you know?”, Archie gave a small laugh.

“Your hair doesn’t look that nice unless your planning to see someone, and I don’t mean Jughead”. You had watched both of them grow up together, and for the longest time got along better with Jughead than your own brother. But since your mom left, you two had been closer. Archie opened up to you about his music and you told him you wanted to go to art school. Your friends were finally starting to intertwine, so it was nice having your brother be your friend as well.

You laughed, “come on”. You both jumped in the truck and you were on your way. “So, am I getting Jughead too?”.

“Yeah, he’s waiting at Pop’s. I convinced him to come though, not really his crowd”.

“Heh, I see what you did”, he gave a questionable look. “You didn’t actually lie to dad, that’s why you didn’t look guilty”, you gave him a slight pat in his arm. “You have learned MY ways”.

You had finally made it to Pop’s. “Jughead! Get in! My sister’s driving us!”, Archie screamed from the truck until Jughead looked up.

“Hey Y/N. Were you already going?” the beanie clad boy jumped in.

“Yeah, Ronnie invited me”. Another thing you shared with Archie was calling Veronica “Ronnie”. She said it was an “Andrew’s thing”.


You had finally made it to Veronica’s. Her mom was out for the weekend and she decided to use the large space for the “best party Riverdale has ever seen” - to use her words.

You left your bag in the car and went in with Archie and Jughead.

You were greeted by Veronica and Betty, both of whom had already dawned red cups. “You’re here!”, you weren’t sure if Ronnie was talking to you or Archie seeing as she seemed to get a little flushed. You gave her a look of curiosity.
Ronnie then dragged you to the kitchen and you began to make a drink for yourself. You’d rather have something with vodka in it than a beer. You saw Archie and Jughead grab a beer and go to a wall to talk. You figured your brother was old enough to take care of himself at this point. Betty followed them out of the kitchen.
Ronnie was then greeted by Moose who had Reggie two steps behind him. Moose seemed a little drunk already.

“Hey Veronica, Y/N”, Reggie greeted you with cup in hand. You blushed slightly.
“Sooo….shots?”, Ronnie started pulling some small glasses out of a cabinet behind her and began to fill them up with some rum. You could tell that Ronnie wanted an escape for the night from anything surrounding her parents.

You all tapped glasses before taking your drink back. Moose and Ronnie decided to do another while both Reggie and you passed. You had your cup back in hand and Reggie asked you to dance. You were a little surprised. You weren’t sure if Reggie had even noticed you at this point.

You went out and started dancing to a playlist that Ronnie had obviously picked herself.

The main area had music roaring. You glanced behind you and saw both Archie and Betty trying to drag Jughead out on the dance floor. You gave a small laugh.

Your eyes went back to Reggie. “SO WHAT ARE YOU ALWAYS DRAWING?!”, he was screaming over the music now.

Your blushed cheeks came back. “MOSTLY STILL LIFE’S, AND THE OCCASIONAL PORTRAIT!”, you shouted back so he could hear you.

“YOU’LL HAVE TO SHOW THEM TO ME SOMETIME!”, he seemed rather genuine in his remark.

“I DIDN’T THINK YOU NOTICED!”, you didn’t draw everywhere around school, just when you had free time. “HOW COULD I NOT?!”, he said this while looking you up and down quickly and then gave a sweet smile. This went on for a little bit and with each song you both moved closer to each other. He’d twirl you with hand every once in a while and you’d laugh. Until he did it one last time and kept holding it.

Out of nowhere the music had changed to a slower song. He looked at your eyes slowly and you decided to go close to him. His hands were on your hips and he would carefully but quickly glance at your lips when he got the chance. The song had ended and the strong rhythmic beat of something fast had returned. “You want to go somewhere?”. He didn’t need to shout anymore because he was close enough to you. You had an idea where this was leading. And while you had dated other guys before, and Reggie would be beyond your first kiss, you knew he was leading you to something new. However, you had a crush on Reggie for years. He was always cordial to you, even before Archie had become popular. He was tall and had a great smile - and you couldn’t help finding something sincere in him. You thought if you were going to do this, it might as well be with a guy you had liked for years. You nodded and he led your hand down a hallway. He grabbed your hip and led you to one of Ronnie’s guest rooms. You made sure Archie hadn’t seen you leave the dance area. Before getting to the door, Reggie had paused in front of it. He looked a little nervous until he grabbed the side of your face and brought you in for the kiss. The first part of it was sweet. Small but long. And then his kiss went deeper, passionate. He began to open the door while still having you on his lips.

You went in and he closed the door behind you. His eyes went to the bed before meeting back to yours, “you okay with this?” You went up to his body, setting your drink down on a table, and grabbed his neck. Bringing him into your lips to kiss passionately. 

Before you knew it you were laying on the bed with Reggie’s hands up your shirt. Your breathing got heavier as he was kissing your neck. “You…you have something?”. 

 “Yeah…”, he pulled a condom out of his pocket and you took off your shirt before tugging at his. 

 “Just…just go slow”. The words escaped your mouth and he nodded before his lips met yours again.


 You laid there for a few minutes with Reggie. Panting a little. He was gently rubbing your stomach with his hand. “Should we go back out there?”, his breath had finally caught up with him. 

 “Yeah. Just give me a few minutes”. You kissed him again before he got up to grab his pants. You began to dawn your clothes back on. 

“You go first, I’ll meet you back out there in a second”. 

 “Alright ”, he gave you a big smile before coming into to give you another passionate kiss. 

 He left the room and you adjusted your clothing in the mirror, making sure you didn’t look too disheveled. You took a moment for yourself, questioning if you had looked any different. You didn’t think so. You also didn’t feel too different besides a little exhausted. You fixed the rest of your hair before grabbing your drink back. You took a deep breath and opened the door again. 

With the music still raging you figured it hadn’t been that long. You made your way back to the kitchen. Mixing a new drink while glancing at Reggie who was back on the dance floor with Moose. You turned around and saw Chuck, who gave you a long wink. Your heart sank a little but decided to shrug it off. You turned around and you could hear two people yelling at each other. You heard Reggie now shouting, “Sorry I took your sister’s virginity. It won’t happen again!”. You could see him making motions and joking with Moose in front of Archie. Your ran up to the commotion but before you could reach your brother *wham*. Reggie was on the floor. You pulled your brother away before Reggie got back up until you heard another *wham* behind you. Now Jughead was the one over Reggie’s bloody face.

Little Friend

Summary: Dean wakes up with a killer hangover and very little memory of the night before. The reader fills him in. 

Word Count: 1,500ish

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: crack, fluff, mentions of drunkenness and bad hangovers

Author’s Note: This was written for @death2thevirgin Cassie’s Classics Challenge. Congratulations on your followers! If you’re not following her, I definitely recommend it. My prompt was “Say "hello” to my little friend,“ and I had so much fun writing it. I hope you enjoy! 

Originally posted by aborddelimpala

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Your name: submit What is this?

Dean knows as soon as he wakes up that he is in trouble. His mouth tastes like something crawled in and died sometime in the last ten hours and there is a pounding in his head that makes him want to die. The room is pitch-black; lights off and the door closed. He fumbles for the bedside lamp and nearly dies when he successfully turns it on. Thank Chuck that whoever put him in bed had left a puke bucket by the bed. He hasn’t used it yet, but it is looking like a strong possibility before he notices the bottle of water and two painkillers beside the lamp.

He groans and makes his way into the kitchen. Sam is blenderizing something green that was clearly never meant to be eaten for breakfast. The noise echoes insides Dean’s head, ricochets against the inside of his skull, and settles as a throbbing between his eyes.

“Dude, what happened last night?” Dean asks.

“You mean you don’t remember?” Sam eyes him, eyebrows raised. He’s clearly not surprised.

Dean groans in response, letting his head fall to the table in defeat. “No. Did I get cursed again?”

Sam grimaces as he pulls the eggs and jam from the refrigerator. “No, just the usual hangover. But when Y/n wakes up, you might wish you had been cursed.”

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mariacchi  asked:

hinata,kindaichi,daichi,kageyama's S/O is sleeping with their team sweatshirt and they need it so they unzip it, only to find their S/O isn't wearing anything underneath? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )

Hehehe this is cute, and low key I love Kindaichi (or rather making him horrifically uncomfortable) so this was fun! Sorry this took so long, though
~Admin Emma


Hinata will be the most likely to wake you up on accident. He’s usually OK with you borrowing his team jacket, but he needs it, and he’s usually pretty delicate with taking it off, but once he sees that bare stretch of skin he can no longer control his volume. He makes a sound somewhere between a yell and a squawk, and you likely think he just fell out of bed again. He wants to take it further, but he has practice soon and he really doesn’t have time, regretfully (you’ll end up paying for it later).  

Kindaichi just freezes, poor child. He’s not entirely sure what to do or how to go about doing it or how his limbs are supposed to work and have his hands always been this sweaty? He just stands, staring, until his “leave right now and you might be only five minutes late” alarm starts going off, waking you up. Feel free to tease him about this, because he will make it very worth it later.

Daichi usually wakes you up, but he kept you up late the night before, so he doesn’t want to disturb you. Once he gets that zipper down, he really likes what he sees, but he gets it off you and a blanket over you as quickly as possible–ogling you in your sleep isn’t cool–but he really enjoys the warm fabric against his skin, knowing it was against your skin. His teammates will occasionally catch him sniffing the collar of his jacket all day, and he’s low key thinking what he’s going to do to you later.

Kageyama has lost the ability to can. Without you to reassure him or guide him, he just gets peek and dies a little inside? He ends up going to practice without his jacket– he can’t bring himself to leave you naked. In his bed. Where he sleeps. He can’t stop thinking about it all day, either. If anyone asks him about it, he shouts something vaguely incoherent and very garbled before grabbing the nearest spiker for practice. He’s distracted most of the day.

A Letter From Dean

Originally posted by findyourownhappyending

Summary/Author Note: I think most of us get down about something sometimes. Whether that be work or school, relationships, friends & family, or even just how sometimes we aren’t very nice to ourselves. If something’s been bothering you, let Dean Winchester remind you exactly what he thinks of you…

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 900ish

Warnings: one little F bomb


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Yoongi Scenario: Tainted Love - Part 5.

Request: Could you make one with Yoongi being some sort of demon/vampire boss that every one is super scared of but then there is Y/N, Yoongi is in love with her and everyone is always super impressed how Yoongi always surrenders and softens when something is about her? He’s super protective and wants to please her in his own way, thank you for doing this i love you

Demon AU - Featuring all BTS

Genre: Romance / Drama. 

Part 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 6 / 7 / 8


You didn’t know what to expect, Yoongi didn’t tell you specifically what you were going to do, only that would be going back to the manor with him and from there you’d be taking off to wherever place in which the collect had to be done.

It made you excited as it made you nervous thinking about it. Yoongi told you you’ll be going after you had your breakfast, you were having toasts with jam, eggs and a big cup of coffee all by yourself in his room. Getting your back comfier you thought how much you liked his bed, being in a place that was just all him, after cleaning your lips you put the little tray aside, rolling on the bed, trying to pick up his scent, you could truly say you also loved how he smelled, but you knew it wasn’t the same thing he sensed while doing it on you. It was something made you scowl with envy and craving, you wanted to be able to sense him like that too. 

Yoongi told you he had a few things to do before going,  he had still the runaway demon closed in the dungeons but apparently it wasn’t it. The killings had stopped but barely, now they had resumed which made them think the runaway demon was still on the run and this just a distractor. Yoongi wanted to see what could they get out of the captive demon but it hadn’t been very fruitful.
You wondered if you were conceited, rolling around in bed when Yoongi had that burden, but then you’d be going to help him today, at least try your best at being useful. You stared at the katanas on the wall, how the blade was slightly curved, the grip simple and yet with a beautiful design, you wondered what would be like holding one of those with your hands, how much would a katana weigh.

The doors opened letting Yoongi in, he just stared at you for a few seconds before approaching the bed.

-I thought you’d be ready by now-

You smirked, trying to hide your nervousness with a bit of arrogance. -I was waiting for you-

He smirked back. -Yeah? For what?- Yoongi saw your playfulness flowing out of you, you knew he couldn’t resist to it, so you waited until he went closer to you, a sigh of surrender escaping his lips before sitting down.

-No reason, just for you- you whispered near his hear, wanting to tickle him a little with the movement of your lips. Yoongi groaned.

-You should be preparing Y/N- he observed, his shadows pushing you to him making you gasp. -Unless you prefer changing the schedule for today-

-No- you decided immediately. -Today I want to learn, I want you to teach me things-

He turned his head, the dark orbs staring at yours seriously -I know, I… I guess I was trying to push back these things as much as possible at least while you are a human-

-Why?- you asked also in a whisper. -I mean, you had showed me other things too, remember?-

-That was only showing, this time it won’t only be like that, so be prepared, I won’t go easy on you Y/N-

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Boys (S.D.R. x Reader)

AN: there might be a part two? Maybe. We’ll see. 

Tag Crew: @artisticgamer @huffleheyguys @theoverlordofeverything @hmltntrsh51 @iamnotthrowingawaymyshit2

Request: @megabooklover18 - Then could I request the democratic republicansx reader where one of them accidentally punched the reader and then they panic and go into mother hen mode?

Warning: fuck boys 

Word Count: 1,688

          You and the boys were sprawled out on the lawn of the courtyard relaxing after class. This week, all of your schedules were filled with free periods due to the three day long talent show of sorts that your school put on every year before break. All of these free periods meant more time with your boys, which you greatly appreciated. Everyone was grateful for the easy week, with a few exceptions.

          Hamilton and his group of boys had too much time on their hands and had started going around picking petty fights for the pure purpose of starting petty shit. You felt your imminent doom approaching, because you knew there was no way in hell they were going to pass you guys by.

          It was stupid that they had it out for your boys, given that Aaron tuned them out, Thomas never responded to anything they said about him or any of his friends, and James was, well, James, and tried to please everyone. Even without being provoked, the self-titled Hamilsquad found a way to get on everyone’s nerves. And by everyone’s, you meant yours. It seemed like they were always messaging or indirecting your boys and it was very, very annoying.

          James jolted you from your thoughts suddenly as he went into a coughing fit. You moved your head off of his chest and helped Thomas sit him up.

          “Aaron, I have water in my bag, and you get for me, please?” You asked, keeping an arm around James.

          Aaron nodded and started digging through your bag. “How on earth do you ever find anything in here?”

          “I never have any problems,” you shrugged. “Hurry up or give it here.”

          Aaron dug around for another minute before he found the water bottle. When he tossed it to you, he missed by a considerable about and hit Thomas, who was completely focused on James and not paying attention to anything else.

          “Fuck- what the hell?” Thomas yelped.

          James’ eyes widened. “Language!”

          Aaron snickered, earning a glare from Thomas. He only blew a kiss in Thomas’s direction and laid back down. You reached over for the water bottle to hand to James as Thomas kept glaring at Aaron.

          “You’re the one who swore, babe. Get over it,” you scolded, not taking your eyes off of James as he sipped the water. “My fuck boy senses are tingling.”

Sure enough, you heard a rowdy conversation getting louder and louder as the Hamilsquad approached your group. Your three boys moved closer to you, already getting defensive. They could get endless amounts of shit themselves without snapping, but Lord help anyone who tried giving any to you. You took the bottle from James and slowly screwed the lid back on. The only time you really felt small was when this group was around. You didn’t know why they bothered you so much since you put up with the same kind of shit on a daily basis from a lot of other people. Maybe it was because you could practically cut the sexual tension between the two groups with a knife. You were nothing special. What was keeping your three with you? They might have been assholes, but the Hamilsquad was very attractive. And smart. And creative. And-

“Can we help you?” Thomas asked almost wearily. James wrapped his arm around your waist and you felt eyes on you, but you refused to look up to meet them.

Alexander faked offense. “Are we not allowed to just stop and say hello?”

“No,” Aaron sat up to stare Alex down. “What do you want?”

“We were just wondering if we could borrow your little slut,” you heard the smirk in Hercules’ voice and felt James’ arm tighten.

“Excuse me?” Thomas growled.

“You’re excused,” Hercules replied. He waited for the snickering from the rest of the group to die down. “But you didn’t answer my question. Can we borrow your slut?”

Thomas snarled and sprang up from the ground. “Call her that one more time. I dare you.”

“Thomas, please. It’s fine. Just s-”

“No one asked you, whore,”  Lafayette interrupted you.

That was it. Thomas swung for the French kid and Aaron got up to go after Hercules, who was twice his size. Nothing but a gross sob came from your throat when you tried to speak. James pulled your head to his chest gently, shushing you and pressing kisses into your hair. Because it was so late in the afternoon, the courtyard was empty and teachers had gone home, which meant there wasn’t going to be any help. Thomas and Aaron knew how much you hated fighting, so why did they start it?

“The skank won’t even stand up for herself. I guess she really does need three guys,” Hercules grunted. James winced and you knew someone was hurt.

“J-,” you cleared your throat and tried again. “James, I need- I need to do something-”

“I’m not letting you get in the middle of that, my love,” he kissed your temple, trying to keep you from looking over at the brawl.

You sat for a minute until you couldn’t stand listening to it anymore. You forced yourself out of James’ arms and stood. You started over to them but froze in your tracks. Why did seeing the boys did it look so horrible but feel so- right? You tried to force yourself closer. You disapproved of this shit wholeheartedly, but with these kids-

“Damn,” you whispered. You finally moved when Alexander and Laurens each grabbed one of Thomas’s arms, making it far easier for Lafayette to hit him. There was no way that you were going to get anywhere with Hamilton and Laurens. You lunged in between Lafayette and Thomas just as Aaron got away from Hercules to take a swing at was supposed to be Lafayette, but was, instead, you. You crumpled to the ground and everyone froze.

“Is she-?” John looked between you and Aaron. No one saw James make his way over.

“Leave,” his voice was more menacing than anyone had ever imagined it could be. “Don’t ever even look at her again. I can make your lives a living hell, and after this, I won’t hesitate. Go. Now.”

They believed him completely, even without specifics. Hercules and Lafayette were already gone, followed by the other two shortly after. Once they were gone, your boys fell to the ground around you.

“Shit,” Aaron winced when he saw the already huge bruise forming on your jaw.

“‘Shit’ indeed,” James nodded. “She might be concussed. Why were you going to hit anyone that hard?”

“They’re assholes who deserve it,” Thomas answered for Aaron. Other than broken glasses and a bruise to match yours, everything you could see of

Thomas was fine.

“Shh,” you whispered. “Shh.”

You didn’t open your eyes and reached your arms out a little. Someone sat you up against their stomach slowly. Everyone sat silently for a minute before they erupted into chatter that you couldn’t follow. Suddenly there were cold hands touching your face, which you were not overly fond of.

“What-” you jerked your head away when they tried to open your eyes.

“Can you cooperate, please,” came Thomas’s voice from above you. “We’re just trying to make sure that you’re okay.”

“I’m perfectly fine,” you insisted.

“Then prove it,” Aaron said from beside you.

You opened your eyes slowly and leaned over to kiss him deeply. “I’m fine.”

“That really doesn’t prove anything,” Thomas grumbled. “We should probably take you to the hospital or something.”

You kissed Aaron again quickly before you settled back into Thomas’s lap. “I’m really okay. I promise.”

“Thomas is right,” James said. He was very noticeably watching your face closely.

“Guys, it was just a punch. I’ll live,” you closed your eyes. “Can someone take me home? I’m tired. My parents are out of town so you can hang out if you want.”

The boys started chatter you couldn’t keep up with again. Maybe you did have a concussion. You shrugged a little to yourself. How bad could it be? You just wanted to go to bed and forget about this afternoon and if you went to the hospital, it would turn into an even bigger deal than it already was.

“Boys ruin everything,” you mumbled. You didn’t even realize you had said it outloud until the boys went silent. “No, no. You guys are good. Continue.”

Thomas kissed the top of your head. “Let’s just take her home.”

Aaron stood and picked you up out of Thomas’s lap. You wrapped your legs around his waist. You didn’t usually like being carried because it made you feel small, but this felt more comforting than anything. James and Thomas followed Aaron to his car.

You all lived in the same neighborhood, so you carpooled every day. This meant all of them were probably coming over. You didn’t mind so long as they let you sleep. You were really fucking tired. Somewhere along the way home you dozed off.

When you woke up, you and all three of the boys were crammed onto the couch. C-SPAN was on and they were watching so intently that they didn’t notice you. You sat still for a minute before you decided that your hands were cold and needed to be warmed up. You smirked and slipped your hands under Thomas’s shirt, know that he hated the cold the most.

“Holy shit!” he squealed.

“Language,” James said before Thomas even finished talking. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m still fine,” you shrugged.

Aaron rolled his eyes. “That still sounds fake.”

“Don’t flatter yourself, babe,” you snorted. “It wasn’t that bad.”

“Mm, it was pretty bad,” Thomas pulled your hands away from his stomach. You glared at him when he opened his mouth to add something. No one else even tried saying anything else. You stuck your hands back under Thomas’s shirt and curled up so that you could slid your feet under Aaron’s shirt. Much to your disappointment, he didn’t even flinch. You sat there pouting until the calming boringness of C-SPAN lulled you back to sleep.

Well, Shit. (A Voltron Fanfiction Chapter 5)

Here is Chapter 5! Chapter six is on the way! Thanks to @ladyfall16 for suggesting the title of this chapter to me! Enjoy! I hope the ending is better for you guys! 

Want to read from the beginning? Here you go!

http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/156859812181/well-shit-a-voltron-fanficiton

CHAPTER 6 IS HERE!

http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/157296304031/well-shit-a-voltron-fanfiction-chapter-6

CHAPTER 7 IS HERE!

http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/157378879001/well-shit-a-voltron-fanfiction-chapter-7

CHAPTER 8:

http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/157547824756/well-shit-a-voltron-fanfiction-chapter-8

CHAPTER 9:

http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/157710839871/well-shit-a-voltron-fanfiction-chapter-9

CHAPTER 10:

http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/157841715481/well-shit-a-voltron-fanficition-chapter-10

Lance is released from his pod with some complications. However the team begins to realize that they don’t know much about Lance at all. 

Chapter 5: Well, Quiznack. 

So they did wait. Lance was never alone for a second when he was in the healing pod. They even ate their meals with Lance, the first night Lance came back home everyone was reluctant to eat in the dinner room. They tried of course until a few minutes into the meal Hunk grabbed his plate of space goo and left prompting everyone to quickly follow. Even though Lance was still in his pod, unmoving and not speaking, it was better having him there.

They did have things to do however. First they sent the Noo and Good back to their home planet, thanking them for their hard work and promised to bring Lance by once he was better. Then they dropped of the Blade of Marmora members back at their secret base. They continued their routine looking for distress signals and their fight against the Galra. But they never once left Lance alone if they didn’t have to.

So they all kept him company, Shiro in the early morning until breakfast, he mostly watched the monitors on the pod and Lance’s slow breathing. Keith took over until lunch like Shiro he mostly watched but occasionally talked to him, he didn’t know if Lance could hear him but he felt it was the right thing to do. Pidge had lunch until dinner, mostly working on whatever she was working on and looking at Lance for a bit before going back to work. Then Hunk took over from dinner chatting up a storm and slept outside of Lance’s pod during the night until Shiro woke him up. Allura and Coran made frequent visits throughout the day, several times to make sure everything was going smoothly.

So they waited. They watched as the cut over Lance’s eye became a thin white line on his tan skin. They watched as color finally came back into his face and he didn’t look so thin. They watched as his vitals got stronger each and every day until the hour finally came.

The team waited anxiously outside of his pod, much like they did after the explosion where Lance saved Coran. Hunk was in front, ready to catch Lance out of the pod. Pidge was on Hunk’s right and Keith on his left. Shiro stood behind them as Allura and Coran look anxiously over his shoulders.

Finally the glass retracted revealing a standing Lance who opened his eyes and immediately fell forward into Hunk’s arms.

“Lance!” They all shouted with happiness.

Hunk moved Lance so he had one arm slung across his shoulder, supporting his weight, Hunk’s arm around his back keeping him upright. Lance blinked, Keith sighed in relief seeing that his eye was no longer red and for the most part he looked just like he did before. However with new scars. Pidge saw it too, looking at his hands crisscrossed with white lines that probably when up his arms. The back of the white suit failing to hide the burn on his back just peaking up over the suit. But he was alive. That’s all they could ask for.

It took a minute for Lance to speak. His throat felt so dry and the room was spinning a bit.

He smiled, “Hey guys!” Voice scratchy.

They all released a sigh, there he was.

“Good to have you back buddy!” Hunk said, giving him a good squeeze before releasing him, still helping him stand upright.

“Yeah, good to be back.” Lance said.

“Honestly you scared us! But it’s good to have you up and around.” Keith said

“Yeah! The castle was so quiet without you!” Pidge said.

Allura came from behind Shiro, “More importantly how are you feeling?” She asked.

Lance paused, he wasn’t really sure to be honest. But then the princess spoke again.

“Don’t worry, take your time.” Allura said.

First he inspected his hand, he had a lot of scarring. I guess the healing pod can’t fix everything, Lance thought. He blinked then he put his hand up to his left eye. He still couldn’t see out of it, great. Well he kind of expected that.

The rest of the team watched growing more anxious as Lance gently placed his hand in front of his eye, squinting at it, touching the area around it his left eye, before finally putting the hand down.

“Lance, is something the matter?” Shiro asked.

Lance looked somewhat surprised by the question and then smiled shyly.

“Oh… um… I can’t see out of my left eye… actually.” He stated quietly.

There was a moment where everyone just stared at Lance in stunned silence before everything happen at once. Allura and Coran pushed everyone out of the way, Allura grabbing Lance’s face and turning it towards her with Coran shining a light in his eye. Sure enough the eye did not react to any kind of stimulus. Hunk’s grip tighten on Lance. Pidge had moved to Shiro’s side gently touching his arm and Keith on Shiro’s other side looking pale with concern.

Eventually Allura gently let go of Lance’s face, “Oh Lance, I’m so sorry.” She said finally.

He blinked at her before shaking his hand and placing an awkward but gentle hand on her shoulder.

“Princess, don’t worry about it. I kind of figured. It’s been this way since I got onto Lotor’s ship, to be honest I’m kind of already used to it! Plus it shouldn’t affect thing too much, it’s not like I’m blind completely! Just got to do some extra training!” He smiled before letting her go.

Here was Lance, scarred and now half blind, giving Allura reassurance. She should be giving it to him! She smiled.

“Don’t worry, we’ll work through it! But you must be starving, why don’t you get changed and we get something to eat?” She asked.

Lance smiled, “Yeah sounds good!” He turned to Hunk, “Could you um… help me to my room? I didn’t really use my legs much on my little vacation-nightmare so they’re kind of shaky.” He laughed.

Hunk blinked still in a little shock from the news, “Uh… yeah sure thing buddy.” He did his best to smile back. The two of them left the room while the rest of the team watched from behind.


Shiro was the first to ask, “Will he be able to pilot his lion?” He questioned, looking at Allura.

He had to ask but he hated doing it, so quickly after Lance stepping out of the pod. So quickly after finally getting him back.

Allura paused about to open her mouth when Coran answered for her.

“It shouldn’t be a problem!” He stated with a smiled. The rest of the group looking at him in confusion including Allura.

“Lance told me about a week before he was captured that he had been piloting the Blue lion entirely through his bond. Using her eyes as his own. He told me in passing after the mission by the two moons of Hadi. He said he suddenly was able to do it and has been ever since. So his half blindness won’t affect his ability to pilot his lion, not to worry.” Coran stated.

The rest looked at Coran, shocked, none of them were aware of this fact.

What? Coran, that kind of bonding is extremely advanced! Why didn’t he tell us?” Allura asked.

I know Princess, I asked him the same thing! Apparently he had assumed that everyone was doing it already since they all increased their bonding with their lions. Like Pidge and Green and the cosmic dust, or Keith and Red coming for him when he was in danger. He thought it was just part of the process! Never realized he had advanced onto the next stage before everyone else!” Coran laughed.

Shiro now felt guilty for even asking the question. He realized something though, none of them knew much about Lance. None of them.


Lance and Hunk made their way back to Lance’s room, Hunk asking Lance if he was all right about a thousand times and each time Lance said he was. It wasn’t a complete lie. He was fine, mostly.

They arrived outside of Lance’s room, Hunk giving Lance a quick glance which Lance could see out of the corner of his eye, his good one anyway.

“Um do you… need help? You know…” Hunk asked nervously.

Lance turned to look at him and smiled.

“Hunk I know you want to see me in my underwear…” Lance began.

Oh god! Come on!” Hunk protested, a blush rising in his cheeks causing Lance to laugh.

“Sorry man, I’m just kidding. No, I think I’m fine now. Not as shaky anymore. Why don’t you whip me up some space goo and I’ll meet you in the dining room in a bit?” He said, still smiling.

Hunks pout turned into a smile before he nodded and ran off down the hall. Lance watched him go. It was good to be back. He looked back that the door to his room and stepped inside like he had so many times before. Everything was left how it was before he was captured. Blankets crumpled on the bed, robe tossed over a chair, hair and skin products in a messy but somehow orderly display on the table.

But it was dark, and Lance was different than when he had left. He knew that. And when Hunk asked if he was alright, he lied just a little. He was always lying just a little. It was something he knew he was doing but he couldn’t stop himself. For being such an honest person, Lance was rather sly. He could tell a simple, tiny lie and get away with it, never quite telling the truth. But that’s how to keep people at the perfect distance, how you keep up appearances and how you don’t hurt your friends.

Friends. Now that was a mixed word, even here in space. But Lance shook his head, no he won’t go down that train of thought. So instead he worked the white suit off of his body, trying to avoid the mirror but he couldn’t help himself. He looked. He stared.

The cut over his left eyebrow was a fine white line across his tan skin. Small cuts left scars, white and crisscrossing over one another all over his hands and gradually dissipating up his arms. The skin on his hands was tight but he was sure it would get better over time and his back. He nearly cried out, clamping a hand over his mouth. The skin bugled in areas and stretched too tight over others, starting at the back of his neck and reaching the middle of his back. It was pale and grotesque. The burn was horrible.

“I could be the new Hunchback of Notre Dame with this.” He half whispered to himself.

Before he could stop it tears were rushing down his face. This body was one he hardly recognized. He had always been obsessed with looks. If you look good, no one would know if you were hurting, or upset or whatever. But now there’s no hiding it. His body wasn’t his. Hot tears continued to stream down his face but he didn’t make any sound just in case someone heard. He just looked away from the mirror and let his tears fall onto the floor.


Eventually Lance came back to the dining room with a smile on his face. He had splashed cold water on his face, making his eyes less red, like he had done countless times before. Like those times before, no one took notice.

He sat himself down at the end of the dining table, Hunk putting a plate of goo in front of him. To be honest Lance wasn’t even remotely hungry but he made a show of shoving a big spoonful in his mouth. And another, and another. The team watched him with happiness and concern.

After a while of just watching Lance eat, Allura spoke up freeing Lance from the staring.

“Coran informed us that you should be fine piloting your lion with your… condition. I did not realize you had bonded with your lion so much! Do you use the blue lion’s eyes as your own? Please tell us.” She asked excitedly.

Lance swallowed before answering slightly confused at the question, “Uh, yeah. At first it was just at certain times but um before I got captured I did it every time I flew Blue. It’s a lot easier and she moves a lot better.” Lance said.

“Fascinating.” Allura said with a sigh.

“Soooo, how do you do it?” Pidge asked.

Lance looked at her surprised, “What do you mean? I thought you had it down. You know, cosmic dust and stuff?” Lance asked.

“Lance,” Shiro said, “Only you have mastered this part of lion bonding. The rest of us haven’t even gotten that far.” Shiro stated.

“Oh.” Lance said, “I had thought everyone was ahead of me.” He turned back to Pidge.

“So I guess it’s like the floaty feeling you get before you go to sleep. You kind of just let everything go and you just feel your bond with the lion. Then there’s like a snap and you’re in! Then you fly. It’s kind of like you and your lion are one thing rather than two. That’s the best I can explain it.” Lance said.

Pidge nodded and looked at the table very seriously, like if she looked hard enough then she’s be able to figure it out.

Lance turned to the rest of the group, casually pushing his bowl away even though he’d only eaten a couple bites. He folded his hands in front of him, the skin feeling different but looked at the rest of the team seriously, or more like staring at Allura.

“Princess, there are somethings that I learned on Lotor’s ship that I think will be useful to the team. I’d like to share.” Lance said.

“Lance,” Allura began, “You don’t have to discuss this so soon…”

“No, I’d like to. Maybe not my… experiences yet. But I was able to learn somethings while on Lotor’s ship.” Lance said.

Allura paused, looking into Lance’s eyes. He was quite serious, she wasn’t sure she’d ever see him this serious. She sighed.

“Yes, of course. Please tell us what you know.” She said.

Lance smiled slightly before his face became stern again.

“Prince Lotor was not very close to Zarkon. However the witch Haggar called him to take his father’s place as head of the Galran Empire.” There was a collective intake of breath around the table, “I don’t know whether this means that Zarkon is injured or dead. However Lotor was in no rush to get to Haggar. Lotor and Zarkon did not get along and Lotor has never had much interest in that kind of power. He rather do things on his own terms. But I do know this. He kidnaps species of aliens for some weird harem, his crew is not entirely Galran, and in fact most are alien pirates hired by Lotor. He also…” Lance looked directly at Allura, “He’s also obsessed with the Princess.” Lance stated.

Shiro’s head snapped, looking at Lance directly.

“What do you mean?” Shiro asked, concerned.

“He asked a lot of questions, he doesn’t have a lot of information about Voltron. Apparently Zarkon wasn’t very open to share. But he asked a lot about the lions, the castle and they’re relationship to Allura. He doesn’t understand how Allura’s bond with the lions works exactly and he really wants to find out. Also I’m not entirely sure, but did he know you Princess?” Lance asked.

Allura blanched at the question, Lance was quite perceptive. She nodded.

“I see.” Lance said, leaning back in his chair, “I also don’t know if this matters necessarily but is Lotor not completely Galran? He seems… like he’s something else.” Lance shuddered a little bit at the thought.

Allura’s eyes grew wide, “I don’t know. I never knew Lotor’s mother.” She turned to Coran, “Coran. Do you know?” She asked.

He shook his head, “No Princess, I never knew her.” He stated.  

Lance leaned forward in his chair again.

“Well, Princess. I know this will sound kind of cliché but I think whenever we get into a fight with Lotor you need to stay as far away from him as possible. Don’t leave the castle during a battle, that kind of thing.” Allura opened her mouth to protest but Lance cut her off, “Princess. You really don’t want to be captured by him.” He held up his scarred hands, “I would know.” He finished.

There was a long silence before Allura answered.

“I suppose you’re right.” She said quietly.

Another silence followed before Lance stood up, drawing everyone’s attention.

“That’s all I know, now if you’ll excuse me. I need my beauty rest!” He made a show of stretching before sauntering out of the room, leaving the rest to stare as he walked out.


Lance had fallen asleep in his bed, for an entire day. At first the team was worried but Allura told Shiro that it was to be expected with what he went through. Lance slept like a log. Shiro had checked up on him, taking a peak into his dark room. He watched while Lance’s back rose and feel in slow breaths. He felt relief to have Lance back with them.

But guilt crept up in his chest. He was fast to question Lance’s ability as a paladin. Why did he doubt him so quickly? He didn’t have an answer, he just simply watched him sleep for a bit before closing the door and going down the hall. Keith emerged from his room next door, meeting Shiro in the hallway.

“How is he?” Keith asked, looking concerned.

Shiro smiled, “He’s fine, still sleeping.” He said before continuing, “Allura said that it’s to be expected with… everything he went through.” But his brow furrowed.

“What is it?” Keith asked, slightly scared that something really was going on with Lance.

Shiro shook his head, “No, I… I was so quick to question if Lance could still fly his lion after we…” He took a breath, “We just got him back and yeah he has a disadvantage now but instead of asking how it would affect Lance… I asked how it would affect Voltron. Like I was questioning if he was even qualified to be a paladin.” He scratched the back of his neck.

“How could I do that? Even then Coran said that Lance had been ahead of us the entire time, in terms of bonding. And I realized for the second time that there is nothing I know about Lance. I just feel so guilty for questioning him and even worse for not knowing anything about him.” Shiro finished, hand falling to his side.

Keith was kind of shocked but soon he realized that he too, knew nothing about Lance. Keith put a gentle and awkward hand on Shiro’s shoulder.

“Shiro you were just asking the question that we were all wondering. It’s important for the team to discuss that kind of stuff, so it’s not your fault. But maybe we all need to put a bit more faith in Lance. I mean for Christ’s sake he blew himself up to save the rest of us. I think he deserves at least that much.” Keith let go of Shiro’s shoulder, “And in terms of knowing Lance, I realize I don’t know much either. Maybe we need to make an effort, or ask Hunk since they’ve been friends the longest.” Keith suggested.

Shiro looked serious contemplating what Keith said, he was right about everything. Keith had grown more thoughtful after Shiro had disappeared, maybe his time as leader gave him some insight. Lance deserved their respect and their trust, which was something Shiro needed to work on.

But then Shiro smiled, “Yeah maybe I’ll ask Hunk some stuff and work on getting to know Lance better. Maybe Hunk will tell me how to approach him.” Shiro nodded before beginning to walk down the hall.

“Wait up! I want to come too!” Keith said, running to catch up.


Hunk was honestly kind of shocked to be in this situation with Keith and Shiro sitting across from him asking him to give them a summary of Lance McClain’s life story. He was shocked because they had never shown any interest in getting to know Lance or Hunk for that matter. For the amount of bonding they did the origins of Lance and Hunk were a mystery. But here they were, sitting in the dining room with Hunk sitting across from both of them fidgeting awkwardly.

“So umm… what do you guys want to know exactly?” Hunk asked.

“Well let’s start with where you and Lance are from.” Shiro said, Keith quietly observing them.

“Well I’m from Samoa originally and Lance is from Cuba.” Hunk stated.

Shiro looked at him surprised, he never knew.

“How did you two meet?” Shiro asked.

Hunk smiled, “Well we were roommates our first year at the Garrison! We were both fourteen, from two completely different countries and for a while we had pretty bad accents, although mine was a bit better since English is pretty common in Samoa and we clicked.” Hunk laughed, “Lance was ridiculous and helped me out of my shell and I helped him to not get into too much trouble, or I tried anyway.” Hunk said.

Shiro smiled trying to imagine a young Hunk and Lance meeting for the first time.

“So how did you end up in the United States Garrison?” Keith asked, curious.

Hunk blinked, “Well it was pretty easy for me. Samoa is one of the countries in the exchange program. If you got a certain score on the standard testing they give you in middle school you get an invitation to apply. But Lance had a tougher time because Cuba wasn’t part of the exchange program. The economic strain on the country is pretty severe so the Garrsion felt they didn’t need people from Cuba. But Lance was pretty sneaky. So he didn’t have a computer and countries not in the exchange program have their students take this ridiculous hard entrance exam, really it’s just a way to discourage people from joining. But Lance went to local library one afternoon and just took the test. He passed with flying colors, Lance is actually really smart you know, he just doesn’t act like it. So anyway he passes the test, which was entirely in English by the way, he grew up speaking only Spanish and learned English in a couple months in order to take the test. I never asked why he did, but he did.” Hunk finished.

Shiro and Keith looked at Hunk, stunned. That was amazing. Neither of them had to take the entrance exam either but they had heard how impossible it was but Lance had been so determined that he actually passed it. They really didn’t know anything about the guy they had been living, eat and fighting with for a year and a half now.

“What else can you tell us?” Shiro asked.

“Well I don’t know much beyond that. Same as you guys. I know he came from a small town, Santa Marta, he has a huge family. I’ve met his mom before, she’s really nice and only speaks Spanish but she was super cute trying to speak English to me. But other than that, that’s all I know.” Hunk said, sounding disappointed, “Lance doesn’t like to talk about that kind of stuff because he knows he’ll get homesick. And recently he stopped talking about it all together, I mean before he was… you know. And I’ll admit that I’m a bit worried. But one step at a time, you know?” Hunk said.

Shiro nodded, “I um… feel bad that I didn’t know much about Lance. He has this way of bringing attention to himself while at the same time being in the background. I don’t know but I want to try and get to know him better. He being gone has really made me realize that I need to work and get to know everyone on the team.” He looked at Hunk, “Including you Hunk. I’m sorry I haven’t tried until now.” Shiro finished.

Hunk raised his hands, “Don’t worry about it too much, really. I appreciate you trying.” Hunk said lowering his hands. He smiled and Shiro and Keith smiled back. Finally after everything that had happened, they were starting to feel like a team again, a real team this time.

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Requested by Anon:  Hey! Can I just say you’re an amazing writer. I was hoping you could write a Tyler Seguin Drabble about how the reader and him have their first sleepover together ( like the reader stays over at his house for the first time after attending a game ). Just something cute. Thanks in advance and what you’re doing is amazing 💕

*Hiii!! I found your request. So I might have overlooked it, I’m totally sorry but here it is! Really cuteeee and OMG pillow talk is my favorite thing in the whole world. Enjoy!:)*

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Originally posted by puckinginsane

You can practically hear the seconds pass by. Tic, toc, tic, toc… like it’s some precious time slipping away from your fingers when in reality, it’s just some precious sleep that’s running from you.

Still – tic, toc.

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Fresh Start - Part 2

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Oliver spent the rest of the day texting you, trying to make you stay but it just didn’t work. You had made up your mind and you weren’t going to change it. You needed this. Thea, on the other hand, was the one who helped you with the packing so it would be done faster and you could really leave Star City in the morning, on the first train to Central City.

“Is she still trying to make you stay?” She asked when you checked the phone and laughed.

“Yes” you sighed shaking your head. “I know it’s hard for him to let me go, but I need to do this”

“I know so don’t worry. I’ll take care of him” she smiled at you.

“And who will take care of you?” You said raising an eyebrow.

“Well… I think I can handle myself” she winked.

You smiled a little and kept on packing. You were going to miss them but you weren’t going far. Central City was just a couple of hours away so you could come and go if they needed you or otherwise.

“Look… I want to give you something” Thea said before she left.

You had been packing the whole afternoon and it was late so she had to leave if she wanted to get some work done before going to bed.

“What is it?” You asked curious.

“First of all…take care of it or I swear I will go to Central City and kick your ass, understood?” She asked handing something over to you.

“What are you talking…?” You looked at your hand and gasped. “Your car?” You asked in shock.

“You will need it. In Central City you won’t have anyone to drive you around so I bet you will give it a better use than I do” you smiled.

“Thea you’re the best!” You exclaimed hugging her tight. You had a car!

“I know, I know, just…be safe alright? And don’t tell Oliver. He would kill me and go to Central City to take it back from you” she laughed pulling away.

“Don’t worry, I won’t” you smiled happily. “Thank you so much” you thanked her.

“It’s nothing” she shrugged before heading to the door. “Tell us when you get there ok?” She said.

“I will” you smiled before she walked out.


You hadn’t sleep much that night. You were nervous about the new life you were about to start. You wanted everything to be perfect, not like it had been in Star City. Luckily, you had some money saved from the time you spent working at the Verdant and at a restaurant afterwards so you would be ok but you knew that eventually you would have to find a job to sustain yourself.

The drive to Central City was calmed. There wasn’t too much traffic so you got there even sooner than what you expected. Finding the apartment you had rented was a bit more complicated since you didn’t know the city. You had been there a couple of times but not enough to know your way around. Hopefully, you would get used to it soon.

The apartment you had chosen was even better than what it looked in the pictures. It was more like a studio but it was perfect for you. You didn’t need much. The moment you walked in you fell in love with the studio and its views. You still couldn’t believe how lucky you had been to find this place. Immediately, you texted both Oliver and Thea to let them know you had arrived safely to your new city. They didn’t reply right away but you just supposed they were busy so you didn’t even thought about it.

You opened the windows and started unpacking even when you knew it was going to take you a while to put everything in place. After a while, you got bored of it so you decided to go out and take a walk around the place to get to know it better. The place you had found was almost in the city center so it was kind of crowded but not too much. There were a couple of supermarkets, shops, the police department and even a coffee shop nearby. It was great and handy.

After having a coffee at Jitters, the coffee shop you had found, you decided to go back home and relax. The next day you had your first day of university and you wanted to be fresh for it. So you took all your things and walked out of the establishment as you took out the keys from your bag so you wouldn’t have to spend hours looking for them later. Suddenly, you saw a guy running towards you so you stepped aside immediately, but he grabbed your bag and with a strong pull, he broke the strap and kept on running with your bag.

“HEY!” You screamed. “You bastard, that’s mine!” You screamed before you started running behind him.

He turned a corner so you ran faster in order not to lose him but when you turned that same corner, he was nowhere to be seen. This had to be a joke. This couldn’t happen to you on your first day in town. Not during your first hours. You ran a hand over your hair and looked around. There was nothing you could do except canceling your credit cards. Just fantastic. The only good thing was that you had your phone and keys with you.

The first thing that came to your head was calling Oliver but soon you discarded that option. He would freak out and he would even show up there to make you come back. You had to deal with it all by yourself and what was the first thing people used to do when they were robbed? Go to the police.

You knew you had seen the police department when you had walked out of your apartment so you made your way back home, looking around, trying to spot the building again. After a while you admitted to yourself that you were a bit lost so you asked the first you where it was and just then, it was easily found.

Once in there you were told to go straight upstairs to the front desk where you could report what had happened to you. When you went out of the elevator, you looked around. It was a huge place, bigger than the one in Star City.

“Wow…” you mumbled to yourself when you saw the sign on the wall that said ‘Central City Police Department’. “I have to tell Ollie to get one of these for Star City” you mumbled. Then you heard a cough and turned around. There was a police officer looking straight at you. “Oh sorry!” Quickly, you approached the desk. “I’ve just been robbed and I’m here to report it” you informed.

The man nodded and started typing something in the computer before he got up and printed something for you. When you looked at it you raised an eyebrow, it looked like something you had to fill in with your data and what happened.

“Thank you?” You said unsure.

“You’re supposed to complete the sheet with your data” a voice said behind you. “Then someone will take your statement”

You turned around to face a young guy behind you. He had a nice smile on his face that reached up to his green eyes. He was tall and thin. He looked around your age, maybe a bit older but probably not too much. What was more important: he was nicer than the man behind the desk.

“Oh, thank you” you smiled at him. “Eh…do you have a pen?” You asked. He smiled and gave you the pen he was holding. “Thank you” you said with a smile.

“What happened?” He asked when you put the sheet down on the desk to start writing.

“I was robbed” you sighed.

“That sucks” he frowned. You chucked a little and nodded.

“Yeah, that would be the word for it” you replied.

“Allen! What are you doing? Go back to work, I want those reports before lunch time!” A man yelled from inside. You imagined he was yelling at the guy next to you since he looked up immediately.

“Sorry, Captain, you’ll have them sir” he said quickly. “I gotta go back to work now. Eh…nice to meet you. I’m Barry” he said offering his hand which you took.

“(Y/N), nice to meet you too and thank you” you told him.

“No problem” he smiled. “You can keep the pen” he added with a wink before going upstairs in a hurry.