laughing in the face of danger

anonymous asked:

Hi, I'd like to recommend a personal fav, this beautiful fic, I can't stop reading it. It is like a deliciously spiced dish, there's Rumlow who sortof reminds me of Coyote from Roadrunner, there's beautiful description of captive, naked Steve and a rabid-dog dangerous WS. Plenty of laughs, heart-wrench, anxiety and smut. To The Victor from dragonspell. I highly recommend it!

thanks for your rec

To the Victor by dragonspell (rape/noncon)

Rogers has got his game face on, staring up at the ceiling like he’s just taking a break or some shit, chilling before the next mission. Fucking peaceful. Nothing about that expression says that he’s been stripped naked and restrained, that he’s surrounded by a pack of guys that are just fucking slobbering over him like hungry wolves circling their prey.

The Soldier stares flatly and Rumlow holds up his hands. They’re on the same team and he doesn’t want any trouble. He’s fine with seconds provided he gets to watch. As scary as the Winter Soldier is, he’s still one fine piece of genetic engineering shaped with hard training. Rumlow is A-okay with watching the guy get his rocks off in Captain America. “You go right ahead,” Rumlow says. “Be my guest. Ain’t nobody going to stop you.” In fact, Rumlow’s looking forward to this now that he thinks about it, seeing the epitome of Hydra, with his Russian branded arm, fucking the symbol of American pride.

Male and female signs I know

Aries Male: Very awkward at first, super easy to approach. Laughs super loud and is actually v shy. Super playful and loving, caring for those close to him. Not one for anger unless provoked

Aries Female: Loves to argue with people but never means to hurt their feelings, passionate about who and what they love, actually super lazy but athletic. Creative as fuck and very cuddly

Taurus Male: Quite at first then super funny and loud, pretty random and like never cried. Really handsome and very fashionable, a born smooth talker and kinda insensitive

Taurus Female: Worried about something literally all the time, very sweet and scared of being a burden, likes to have fun and party, super chill and loves babies

Gemini Male: laughs a lot, super awkward but actually not awkward at all, open about certain things but also extremely closed off about others, loves videos games and fun people

Gemini Female: everyone thinks you’re a Bitch at first, super funny and actually really smart, random facts all the time about anything (usually never on topic), likes clean and kinda crowded spaces, loves people but hates them all

Cancer Male: really weird sense of humour, happy being alone, loves family a lot, refuses to let go of past relationships, super shy at first, hard working, actually a sensitive nerd

Cancer Female: actually super indecisive, never fucking tells you if they’re upset, loves random adventures as long as they have people they love with them, Netflix binges are a normal things

Leo Male: cocky as fuck but super insecure, loves attention, somehow always has money for food, laughs at his own jokes more than he laughs at other peoples, “what should I do with my hair?”

Leo Female: aggressive, likes to tease people (in a loving way), loves but hates being teased back, cries whenever they feel they’re not good enough, exaggerated storied, really funny

Virgo Male: unique style, cries when they get pissed off at someone they love, constantly stressed out, simple things make them laugh really hard, not very good at telling jokes, loves people way too much

Virgo Female: bad ass TBH, easily attached, cute style, lots of stories to tell, being around them is comforting, seems to have their life together basically all the time, lowkey freak

Libra Male: knows so many people but considered like 10 of them their friends, easily excited, good advice, good at making decisions for everyone but themselves, introvert who loves people

Libra Female: makes lots of weird noises, always has a story to tell, actually really stressed out, laughs a lot, constant confusion, “what should I do/get/pick/say/eat/buy/etc.?”

Scorpio Male: a dick in a funny way, quite at first, not afraid to tell you if you’re annoying, loves to tease, shares pics about sex on fb

Scorpio Female: will fight you, not afraid to talk to strangers, loves being home and doing nothing, hood playlists, dreams about relationships, their stories are important

Sagittarius Male: fuck boy, funny as fuck, not very loud, drinks a lot, rebel who cares too much about everything, once they’re attached they stay attached

Sagittarius Female: school makes them cry, lots of relationships that last a long time, cute style but wants to look bad ass, willing to fight u, memes

Capricorn Male: really quite but somehow everyone knows them, videos games all the time, can’t express feelings and breakdowns like one a year

Capricorn Female: actually pretty loud and fun, hard to keep in touch with, can’t fall out of love with that one person, critical of a lot of things without meaning to be

Aquarius Male: knows like everyone, meme master, laughs when you laugh, not talk to them for a year and then easily pick up convo like nothing happened

Aquarius Female: super cheeky, doesn’t really argue about anything, chill as fuck, loves loud and fun people, fascinated by people and the way they do things, delicate but will kick ur ass if they have to

Pisces Male: not good at expressing things, shy, v giggly, resting Bitch face, loner, comfortable to talk to

Pisces Female: aesthetic snapchat, love fun and lowkey dangerous things, once they hate you they hate you, weird sense of humour, in their own world

anonymous asked:

Any valentines headcanons for Victor and Yuuri? Like how they spend it together or if some fan sent anything crazy in the past (Yuuri sending Victor things every year but being too embarrassed to write his name as the sender??)

“Wait, someone actually sent you their used panties?” Yuuri has no idea what kind of a face he’s making, but he hopes it does the sheer disgust he’s feeling justice, because what is wrong with people?

Victor laughs. “On more than one occasion. Most of the time Yakov just sent them to the incinerator.” 

“’Most of the time’?”

“Don’t ask questions you don’t want answered,” Victor says, horrifyingly, then brightens. “I didn’t get to keep any of the chocolates people gave me—for safety reasons, you know—but the plushies were mine to do whatever with. I usually gave them away to sick kids.”

He remembers. It was SKATING’s December 2003 issue cover story. Victor had been in a white doctor’s jacket smiling wide while the two children he had tucked under each arm flashed peace signs. Stuffed animals were strewn across the floor around them like fallen soldiers. He’d taped it into his cubby at Ice Palace until Takeshi joked that they should beat Yuuri up so Victor would come visit him in the hospital. Yuuri seriously considered it. 

“I can’t believe you kept some of this stuff,” Yuuri marvels, holding up an actual wedding invitation. You are cordially invited to the marriage of Victor Nikiforov and Joanne Spiers…

Yuuri gently places it back into the box. Well, chucks it back in, more like.

“Oh! Let me show you my favorite one!” Victor nudges him out of the way to rummage around, eventually coming up with a little blue envelope with a sticker that’s faded with time and oddly shaped. Yuuri squints at it, trying to place it, when it hits him. He goes very, very still.

“I think I was… maybe 16 when I got this one? It was the sweetest letter I’d ever received.” Victor sighs wistfully and cradles the envelope to his chest as though it were precious, spun glass and lace, before handing it over.

If Yuuri’s hands shake a little as he undoes the katsudon sticker on the backflap and slides the piece of notebook paper out, Victor doesn’t comment on it. Instead, he notches his chin onto Yuuri’s shoulder to read it along with him.

It’s a little yellow, but the faded images of sakura still comes through behind shaky, painstaking Cyrillic penned to fill the page.  

Dear Victor,

You are the greatest skater in the whole wide world. I am a skater too but I am only 12 years old and I am still learning. I did a triple axel for the first time yesterday! I hope you are proud. Someday I would like to hold your hand and skate with you. We could do a triple axel together. Please wait for me. 

Happy Valentine’s Day!

“I wanted to write back, but they didn’t leave a name or a return address,” Victor says softly, reaching around Yuuri to brush reverent fingers over the page. “Even with the terrible translation, it was the most genuine expression of love I’d ever seen at that time. I brought that letter with me everywhere I went, hoping I might catch a glimpse of that kid in the crowd, or even on the ice. Whoever it was, I hope they continued to skate. I really would’ve liked to have skated with them.”

The boxy letters swim and blur, spreading out until they’re vague blobs, and when Yuuri blinks to clear it, the page is wet. “It wasn’t terrible.”

“Hmm?”

Turning in Victor’s arms, Yuuri beams up at him through his tears. “The translation. It wasn’t terrible. Vasiliev-sensei at Ice Palace wrote it out for me and I spent hours practice-copying it to make sure it was perfect.”

He can see the moment realization dawns, because Victor’s furrowed brow ripples and smoothes out, jaw dropping almost into Yuuri’s lap. “You—”

The world tilts dangerously and skews when he’s tackled onto his back, and Yuuri laughs up at the ceiling as Victor presses frantic kisses to his mouth, his neck, the swells of his cheeks and the sides of his nose. He shakes with a giddy sort of joy, drowning under a wave of relief nearly fifteen years in the making, and reaches up to palm Victor’s face—a little older, a little more mature, but still the greatest skater in the whole wide world who was everything to a little boy once. Even more now as a man. 

“Thank you for waiting for me,” Yuuri murmurs, then leans up and meets Victor halfway.

Practice

Requested by @captaindanindlovu​. I hope you like it!

Summary: Jared Padalecki x reader. Gen gives Jared and the reader permission to do what they’d like.

Warning: Smut, dry humping

Word Count: 2500

A/N: I’m still new to this RPF thing, so I hope y’all enjoy this! XOXO


Sex scenes aren’t the most comfortable scenes to shoot.

Sex scenes are even more uncomfortable when you’re shooting in front of the guy’s wife, who just happens to be visiting and has been given permission to be on the closed set.

Sex scenes are even more uncomfortable when you’re trying to get over the attraction you’ve developed to said married guy.

And sex scenes are incredibly uncomfortable when the married guy who you’re simulating sex with gets an erection. In front of the visiting wife.

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About You - Jughead Jones

Jughead x reader where they have a fight?

I didn’t know what type of fight you wanted so, it turned into fluff because I’m total and utter trash! It has a bad ending but that’s because I never wanted it to end. I hope you like it!

Originally posted by dailycwriverdale


You got the text from Jughead around 4pm, that said to come over to his house. You almost didn’t go, due to the amount of homework you had, but at 4:18 pm you were already in his driveway. His parents weren’t home, as usual, so you just walked into the house.

“Jughead? What’s wrong?” You shouted, wandering around the house looking for your friend. You walked up the carpeted staircase and turned left into his room. There you saw him, sprawled out on the floor with his back leaning against the side of his bed. The cuts and bruises on his arms and face looked fresh and he seemed like he was in pain. You rushed over and crouched next to him, you leaned over grabbing his face carefully in your hands.

“Jug, what happened?” You asked, he turned his face in your hands so he could look you in the eyes, but he didn’t speak. His blue eyes were unreadable as he took in your features. “Was it Reggie?” You asked, but he still didn’t reply. He just closed his eyes and leaned his face against your palm. You slowly got up, “I’ll grab some meds.” You exited his room and into the bathroom. There you opened a cabinet and grabbed some pain killers and hydrogen peroxide for his cuts.

When you returned to his room, Jughead was trying to get up to do who knows what. You set the medicine down on his dresser and put your hands on your hips. He almost didn’t notice the look you were giving him, until you cleared your throat. His eyes landed on you, and despite the pain, he gave you a little smile. “You look cute when you’re pissed off.” If it wasn’t for the situation, you might’ve blushed harder, but you just looked at him. “Sit down, Jug.”

“I have to type. Just really quick.” He said as his limped over to his desk. It looked like he would fall at any second, so you walked over and guided him to his bed. “You can type later. But for now,” you said sitting him on his bed, “just sit.” He listened and didn’t move as you pressed a rag soaked in the peroxide to his cuts. He let out small hisses of pain to which you muttered ‘sorry.’ You weren’t sorry though, not really. He had been getting into fights whenever he could and you were tired of playing nurse with him afterwards. So after you had cleaned his cuts and made him down a few pain killers, you let him have it.

“This fighting with people needs to end! I’m tired of seeing you beat up like this.” You yelled, throwing your hands in the air. “You don’t understand, I did it for-”

“Your novel; I know, but that doesn’t justify it Jug!” You said, interrupting him. He looked up at you from his spot on his bed, blue eyes watching you intensely while you shouted at him. “What ever they said they said about your novel or you shouldn’t provoke you like this! Normally you wouldn’t even care so what-” He was on his feet now, a mere inches away from you. You became silent at the sudden closeness. “They weren’t bashing on me, Y/N.” His voice was in a deep whisper as he spoke, “They were saying ugly, horrible things about you and I wouldn’t have that. You out of all people, do not deserve that.” Before you could stop yourself, you wrapped your arms around his waist and drew him into a hug. He had to lean down to hug you properly, but he couldn’t have cared less. You felt tears behind your eyes, but fought them back. You managed to choke out, “I’m sorry, Jug,” and you meant it this time.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” he whispered, “it’s okay that you got mad at me. I was mad at me.” He pulled back slightly and gestured to his face, “Like, I’m really bad at fighting, I was pissed I couldn’t defend you.” You let out a laugh and the tears you had been holding back fell onto your cheeks. He brushed them away the moment he saw them and fought the urge to kiss them away. You leaned in again, for another hug, and placed your head on his chest. His hand stroked your back soothingly and you were amazed by what a great friend he was to you. His ‘I-don’t-care’ attitude could be overwritten, just for you. That thought alone made you dangerously hopeful he liked you back. It stayed quiet a few moments longer, until you spoke up again. “Promise you won’t fight anymore?” You looked up at Jughead, and from this angle it looked like he was tired. “I can’t promise that Y/N, not if they keep making fun of you.” You swallowed hard at his words and thought about what to say next. You didn’t have to say anything though; Jughead was finished waiting and pushing his true feelings back. “It’s because I love you, that I can’t promise.” He whispered. You pulled back only enough to see his face, and saw the weight of his words in his eyes. Your lips curved into a smile and heat nipped at your cheeks.

“I love you too, Jug.” A small, but true smile crept it’s way to his lips. His hand came up to your jaw, then your cheek, resting it there. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “When do you have to go home?” He whispered, walking backwards and pulling you along with him. “Not for a while.” You murmured and Jughead nodded at he pulled you down to lay on his bed next to him. You smiled at him before carefully taking his hat off his head and running your fingers through his dark, thick hair. He closed his eyes and laid more comfortably beside you. He put one of his arms around your waist, pulling your side closer to his chest. You smiled at his actions and continued to play with his hair. “I’m crazy about you.” He murmured, kissing your cheek lazily. You let out a small laugh and watched as he fell asleep.  

Hunger

(A/N): This is a smutty Kai imagine, so if you are not into that don’t read. Requested by: @sarcastic-vampiregirl

Warnings: I  got pregnant writing this. Please use a condom, lmao. Also…VISUAL SMUT YEEESSS….

Enjoy, Babes.

Originally posted by jbirrrrrrrdd

(This gif will be the dead of me…)

Messing with people was always fun. But messing with another witch was even more fun. Y/N was new in Mystic Falls. And as a powerful chaos witch she just loved to cause trouble. Small things at first, like letting things float or drop in public. Freaking people out. She lived off of that. But then a few days ago Y/N met a man. Kai Parker, a powerful Heretic and a very handsome, sexy guy. It had been an especially boring night at the Grill and Y/N was about to leave, as she noticed someone sitting at the bar. Kai had ordered a drink and was checking his phone. Something about him fascinated her. At first she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. But soon she had it figured out. The good looking stranger was a witch. Y/N could feel some kind of bond between them, she wondered if he felt it to. Y/N was glad she put on one of her sexiest dresses that night, She looked stunning. So she got up from where she was sitting and walked over to the bar. Sitting right next to him would have been too obvious, she decided to sit down at the end of the bar. Y/N ordered a drink. It didn’t take Kai long to notice her. He glanced over to her. Studying her beautiful face. That didn’t went unnoticed by Y/N. Now it was all about making him interested. Y/N looked at him for a few seconds and send him an irresistible smirk. The next step was to intrigue him with a little magic. Y/N put her index finger in the air and made a come here motion. One of the glasses behind the bar started moving  before it fell of the shelf. The witch glanced at Kai, who had a ghost of a smile on his lips. It was his turn. Kai whispered something and one of the tables fell over. So she had been right. He was a Heretic. This was going to be fun.

The next days were the same. They met at the Grill to mess with the staff and visitors. But never actually talked to each other. Kai was about to change that. She had been a tease in the last days. Wearing short skirts and dresses that looked like they were made for her. Showing of her soft skin and smiling at him with these plumb lips. The Heretic couldn’t get Y/N out of his head anymore. She frustrated him. Kai couldn’t tell if wanted to kill her or fuck her until she was begging him to let her cum. In the end Malachai had chosen the latter. They were siting at the bar. It was late already. Y/N had ignored him till now. Kai hated it. He couldn’t bare such behavior, this girl needed punishment. He clenched his jaw when one of the waiters flirted with her. The fact, that she would rather give an imp like that her attention, than him, was killing Kai. He had to change that. The heretic snapped his fingers. The Grill was empty immediately. All the people had vanished. The glass, the waiter was about to hand over to Y/N dropped to the floor and shattered into a thousand pieces. Y/N turned around to face Kai, a small smile playing on her lips. ‘Don’t you think its time to tell me your name?’ Kai stalked towards Y/N, slowly, looking at her like she was his prey. Y/N tilted her head to the side and laughed. ‘ Why don’t you try to read my mind and find out, little witch.’ she mocked. Kai was standing in front of her now, towering over her. ‘ Careful, Sweetheart. I can get very dangerous,’ he threatened. ‘Kai pressed one of his legs between her thighs. Y/N swallowed hard. ‘But I bet you like dangerous,’ the way he looked at her sent chills down her spine.

 ‘It’s Y/N,’ she smirked. ‘Nice to meet you, Y/N. I’m Kai,’ he rested one of his hands on her thigh. Y/N leaned forward and looked up at him. They lips were almost touching. ‘ Go ahead, big boy, show me what you can do,’ she whispered against his lips. That was all it took to drive Kai over the edge. He wiped all the glasses from the counter and grabbed Y/N arm pulling her up. She was sitting in front of him now. Kai’s hands were pressed firmly to her hips, holding them in place. He assaulted her mouth with passionate, hard kisses and ripped her dress apart. ‘Hey,’ she whined,’ that was my favorite dress.’ Kai chuckled and opened her bra. ‘That’s what you get for ignoring me earlier.’ Kai started sucking her nipples. Y/N’s mouth hung open, small moans escaping her lips. One of his hands found the way to the soft skin of her inner thighs. 

They crawled further and further until they reached her soaked panties.  To know that she was wet and ready for him made his member twitch. He growled and backed away from her. Y/N cried out because of the sudden loss of conatct. Kai dropped to his knees in front of her. He wrapped his arms around her thigh and pulled her panties down with his teeth. Y/N’s body was shivering from all the sensations. She realized how much she needed him. Kai pressed agonizingly slow kisses to her thighs. Closer and closer to her hot core. Y/N’ s fingertips were going numb. She threw her head back, when Kai finally pressed a kiss to her clit. ‘Look at me, Sweetheart.’ It took all of her power to look at him. To stare into his deep blue eyes and not close her eyes. Kai started pleasing her with his tongue, never breaking eye contact.

 He flicked his tongue a few times and Y/N started whispering his name. Kai felt his cock twitch again. The sound of her saying his name was probably the most arousing thing ever. Y/N tried to steady herself on the counter. But she could feel all her blood rush to her pussy. If he continued to please her clit like that she would cum soon. Kai looked at her, his eyes turned black from the lust. She grabbed his hair and pulled his face to hers. They smashed they’re lips together aggressively. Y/N started taking off his clothing. She took of his coat, the one he would have to fuck her in someday. After she had removed  his shirt she unbuckled his belt, causing his pants to fall to the ground. 

Y/N wasted no time before pulling down his boxers too. Kai’s rock hard member sprung free and Y/N gave it a few pumps. ‘ I need you to fuck me right now, Kai.’ He pressed his forehead against hers. ‘ You want me to give it to you?’ he teased and Y/N nodded. Kai placed one of his hands on her back and one on the counter, steadiying them. Kai kissed her and at the same times his tongue was entering her, his cock was too. Y/N moaned against his lips. ‘Oh fuck,Y/N, you feel even better than I imagined you to feel,’ He growled. He buried his face in the crook of her neck. ‘ faster,’ Y/N pressed out of her mouth.

 She wrapped her arms around his neck. And he started pleasuring her clit with his fingers. Maybe it was because of the bond between them. Or the magic flowing through them. But it was as if they’re bodies were electric. Y/N had never felt such pleasure in her life. Every time he rocked into her, Kai hit a spot Y/N didn’t even knew she had. ‘FUCK! Kai, I’m gonna cum,’ she cried. The Heretic grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. ‘I want to look into your eyes, when I am making you come,’ he said. Kai wrapped his hand around her throat and fastened his pace once more. Y/N’s eyes rolled into the back of her head. She was screaming his name as she came. Kai couldn’t control himself anymore.  Her screaming his name while cumming, triggered his orgasm. And soon he emptied himself in her. ‘Oh, fuck, Y/N’ Kai rested his forehead against hers. They were both breathing heavy.  Kai grinned that wicked grin Y/N loved. 

‘So, tomorrow. Same time?’ he asked.

blue orchids

hanahaki & soulmate au (reposted)

pairing: jungkook | reader
genre: angst and a sprinkle of fluff
word count: 18.748
warnings: implied smut
disclaimer: I do not own the hanahaki disease concept.

I am immensely thankful for the talented people who have created art / edits for this story: x, x, x, x, x make sure to check them out ♡


You were eighteen years old when Jimin’s name showed up on your hand.

The day is fresh and clear in your memory: early December, the winds stronger than ever as they threatened to pierce through the windows of your room, hints of snowflake dancing in the air as the first snowfall augured an even sharper winter. There was a smile on your face that didn’t match the unrelenting coldness of the month, and even though the night was falling and the air felt icy on the tips of your fingers, there was only warmth in your chest as you went through the pictures of your phone.

Pictures of you and Jimin drinking hot chocolate, of clumsy iceskating, of funny faces that made you laugh out loud in the quietness of your bedroom. The feeling sparking in your chest could be considered somewhat dangerous— after all, you were just a girl that didn’t have any marks on her skin, a girl whose fate was yet to be decided. Something as enigmatic as love could be a treacherous thing, too risky for someone that couldn’t decide their destiny on their own.

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No matter how many times Levi woke up to Eren’s hard on pressed firmly between his ass cheeks, or seen him come out of the shower butt naked and smiling, or even woken up by his tender kisses and terrible morning breath, nothing could compare to the rare sight of Eren still asleep.

Contrary to popular belief, Eren was always the first one to be up and ready to tackle the day- already dressed and making breakfast before Levi could even get out a throaty good morning.

But it wasn’t always like that.

Before Levi had gathered the courage to confess his feelings to Eren, it was easy for him to be up and ready before the sun even rose. After being the captain for so many years, he was used to being burdened with endless stacks of paperwork and countless amounts of bloody flashbacks to keep him up and running for hours on end. He had no time to know what it felt like to have a good night’s sleep. It was a routine for him.

Until Eren stumbled into his life.

Eren was this unstoppable force barging into Levi’s life, this ball of energy who tore his way into his cold heart.

And he loved it.

Loved the sudden change in his unhealthy routine. How raw and unexpected Eren acted when they were out on missions or in his office discussing battle plans over paperwork and dinner. Loved how straightforward and courageous he was when it came to protecting him. How unexperienced and curious his heart of gold trained him into becoming the man he was today. How eleven years took their toll on his body and mended him into a man worthy of exchanging his status from cadet to Captain.

Levi was reluctant to retire at first, but after the shock of Erwin’s death and exterminating most of the titans, he felt it was time to retire at the age of thirty-four and relinquish his duty to Eren. It wasn’t until a year had passed of Eren becoming the Captain that he got down on one knee and finally proposed to him. Not like he was waiting or anything.

Levi watched as Eren stirred in his sleep, letting his eyes fall where the sunlight beamed down on the golden band safely secured around his ring finger and feeling his heart swell with happiness. He continued to watch as his husband rolled onto his stomach, burying his face into his plump pillow as an exceptionally loud huff escaped from his lips and died into the fluffy cushion embedded with his pine scent.

The white comforter, which used to cover his body, fell from his broad shoulders and down to his bare ass, the tan flesh peeking out from underneath and sending a breathtaking jolt to Levi’s cock.

Ignoring his sudden hard on, he reached out and ran a curious finger along the dip of his lower back. Gliding them over his back dimples before following the curve of his spine while never taking his eyes off of Eren to make sure he didn’t wake up. Once his finger approached the divide between Eren’s shoulder blades and spine, he let his finger slide back down to where the comforter stopped and bit his lip.

Moving closer, he slowly climbed on top of his body and straddled his waist, careful not to wake him as he bent down and lavished Eren’s sunkissed skin in tender kisses.

They were still under the covers, so the comforter pooled around Levi’s lower back as he bent down and pressed his cold lips along the dip of Eren’s back, his calloused hands caressing his sides as he marked his way up to his shoulders. Leaving longer kisses in the curve of where his shoulders met his neck.

Eren hummed and slowly stirred awake, his head turning to the side as his sleepy amber eyes pried open and silently watched Levi shower him in kisses. “You really should consider shaving,” He quietly mumbled, startling Levi with his deep voice. “Your stubble is scratchy.”

Levi chuckled and smothered his face into his neck, making his stubble more noticeable as he rubbed his face into Eren’s sensitive skin. “Asshole.” Eren growled as he playfully flipped Levi onto his back, Levi laughing as he bounced beneath him, caged in by his muscular arms.

Levi smirked and reached forward, burying his hands into his long messy brown hair before reaching up and planting a soft kiss against his lips. “Good morning.” He whispered before Eren hummed and moved his right hand to caress the curve of his slender neck, gently rubbing his thumb over his sharp jawline before prying his mouth open.

Despite his morning breath, Levi let himself get pulled into Eren. Allowing Eren’s left hand to slither under his back and pull him to his chest, letting his flexible back arch into his burning touch. Tilting his head back to allow him more room, Eren went at scavenging his neck with playful kisses, leaving little nicks and pricks from his teeth every now and then in his pale skin.

“Good morning.” Eren spoke between kisses before puckering his lips against his neck and blowing hot air out, producing a loud obnoxious fart sound to be heard.

Levi squealed and pushed Eren’s face away from his neck, scrambling to get away from him while laughing the entire time. Eren chuckled and took hold of his waists, pining him down to the mattress before attacking his stomach. Levi burst out in a flurry of laughter and pushed his fingers through Eren’s hair, trying to get him to stop and away from his stomach.

“Eren- hahaha I swear…if you don’t stop that I’m gonna-!”

“Gonna what?” Eren mused, his eyes dangerous and mischievous as he paused his attacks on Levi’s sensitive and ticklish stomach and instead started to trail hot kisses down his abdomen.

Levi licked his lips. “I’m gonna…” His hands tightened in Eren’s hair. “…gonna…”

Eren smirked and disappeared below the comforter.

Fuck.

❂ ————– THE LION KING SENTENCE STARTERS.

’ What do you want me to do, dress in drag and do the hula? ’
’ I despise guessing games. ’
’ Oh, goody. ’
’ Yes. Well, forgive me for not leaping for joy. ’
’ When I’m King, what’ll that make you? ’
’ You’re so weird. ’
’ You have no idea. ’
’ Sing something with a little bounce in it. ’
’ I’ve got a lovely bunch of coconuts. ’
’ Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head… ’
’ Hakuna Matata. It’s our motto. ’
’ What’s a motto? ’
’ Nothing. What’s a motto with you? ’
’ Did I miss something? ’
’ Let me out! Let me out! ’
’ Please don’t eat me. ’
’ Whoa. Talk about your fixer-upper. ’
’ I can’t go back. What would it prove, anyway?  ’
’ You can’t change the past. ’
’ You said you’d always be there for me! But you’re not. ’
’ It’s because of me. It’s my fault. ’
’ Ahh, so you haven’t told them your little secret. ’
’ It’s not true. Tell me it’s not true. ’
’ No! It was an accident! ’
’ It’s your fault he’s/she’s dead. Do you deny it? ’
’ Then you’re guilty. ’
’ No, I’m not a murderer! ’
’ Friends? I thought he/she said we were the enemy. ’
’ Don’t ever do that again! Carnivores, ugh! ’
’ We’re pals, right? ’
’ I don’t wonder; I know. ’
’ The great kings of the past look down on us from those stars. ’
’ I always thought they were balls of gas burning billions of miles away. ’
’ Fireflies that, uh… got stuck up on that big bluish-black thing. ’
’ Everything the light touches is our kingdom. ’
’ A king’s time as ruler rises and falls like the sun. ’
’ What’s happened to you? ’
’ You’re right, I’m not. Now are you satisfied? ’
’ You know you’re starting to sound like my father. ’
’ The sooner we get to the waterhole, the sooner we can leave. ’
’ So where are we really going? ’
’ Right. So how are we going to ditch the dodo? ’
’ It’s a tradition going back generations. ’
’ Well, when I’m king, that’ll be the first thing to go. ’
’ Well, in that case, you’re fired. ’
’ Nice try, but only the king can do that. ’
’ Your Majesty. I gravel at your feet. ’
’ Why do I always have to save your… Ahhh! ’
’ I know what I have to do. ’
’ Temper, temper. ’
’ I’ve been running from it for so long. ’
’ Ow! Jeez, what was that for? ’
’ It doesn’t matter. It’s in the past. ’
’ Oh yes, the past can hurt. ’
’ But from the way I see it, you can either run from it, or… learn from it. ’
’ You see? So what are you going to do? ’
’ First, I’m gonna take your stick. ’
’ Good! Go on! Get out of here! ’
’ So you’d better have a good excuse for missing the ceremony this morning. ’
’ Perhaps you shouldn’t turn your back on me. ’
’ I wouldn’t dream of challenging you. ’
’ Is that a challenge? ’
’ I’m afraid I’m at the shallow end of the gene pool. ’
’ There’s one in every family sire. Two in mine, actually. ’
’ Pinned you again. ’
’ What’s going on? ’
’ Oh, dear, I’ve said too much! ’
’ Well, I’m brave. What’s out there? ’
’ All the more reason for me to be protective. ’
’ Well, I suppose you’d have found out sooner or later. ’
’ Just promise me you’ll never visit that dreadful place! ’
’ You run along now and have fun. ’
’ I wonder if its brains are still in there? ’
’ Danger? Hah! I walk on the wild side. I laugh in the face of danger. Ha ha ha ha! ’
’ Do you know what we do to kings who step out of their kingdom? ’
’ Puh. You can’t do anything to me. ’
’ Oh, my, my, my. Look at the sun. It’s time to go! ’
’ Hey! Why don’t you pick on somebody your own size? ’
’ I’m very disappointed in you. ’
’ You could have been killed! ’
’ You deliberately disobeyed me! ’
’ I was just trying to be brave like you. ’
’ I’m only brave when I have to be. ’
’ Being brave doesn’t mean you go looking for trouble. ’
’ Whoah. I guess even kings get scared, huh? ’
’ But you’re not scared of anything. ’
’ We were afraid it was somebody important. ’
’ Tell me about it. I just hear that name and I shudder. ’
’ Yeah, be prepared! We’ll be prepared… for what? ’
’ Long live the king! Long live the king! ’
’ If I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise, now would it? ’
’ If you tell me, I’ll still act surprised. ’
’ You are such a naughty boy/girl! ’
’ You hear that? If you ever come back, we’ll kill ya! ’
’ So it is with a heavy heart that I assume the throne. ’
’ That’s the stupidest thing I ever heard. ’
’ You know, having a lion around might not be such a bad idea. ’
’ Ah, you’re an outcast! That’s great. So are we. ’
’ I’m telling you, kid: this is the great life. No rules, no responsibilities… ’
’ You mean a bunch of royal dead guys are watching us? ’
’ Come on, I just heard about this great place. ’
’ I’m surrounded by idiots. ’
’ I’m kinda in the middle of a bath. ’
’ So where are we going? It better not be anyplace dumb. ’
’ I’ll show you when we get there. ’
’ The waterhole? What’s so great about the waterhole? ’
’ You’re the king? And you never told us? ’
’ You don’t even know what I’ve been through! ’
’ I finally got some sense knocked into me. ’
’ Please have mercy, I beg you. ’
’ You don’t deserve to live. ’
’ Why should I believe you? Everything you ever told me was a lie. ’
’ This looks like a good spot to rustle up some grub. ’
’ I’ll make it up to you, I promise. ’
’ You got to put your past behind you. ’
’ When the world turns its back on you, you turn your back on the world. ’
’ Bad things happen, and you can’t do anything about it. ’
’ There’s more to being a king than getting your way all the time. ’
’ I’m so hungry I could eat a whole zebra. ’
’ Listen kid: if you live with us, you’re gonna have to eat like us. ’
’ Come on, will you cut it out? ’
’ I thought I knew, but now I’m not so sure. ’
’ What’s that supposed to mean, anyway? ’
’ I’m not the one who’s confused. ’
’ You don’t even know who you are! ’
’ This is just the way your father looked before he died. ’
’ So what’s the plan for getting past those guys? ’
’ No wonder we’re dangling at the bottom of the food chain! ’
’ Where is your hunting party? They’re not doing their job. ’
’ Then you have sentenced us to death! ’
’ Well, it sure is a surprise to see you… ’
’ Hakuna Matata. It means “no worries”. ’
’ These are rare delicacies. ’
’ You have forgotten who you are and so have forgotten me. ’
’ You are more than what you have become. ’
’ How can I go back? I’m not who I used to be. ’
’ Will you stop following me? Who are you? ’
’ What’s going on here? Who’s the monkey? ’
If I Had A Star (Lin x Reader)

Word Count: 9,636 (YIKES)

Warnings: swears, little nsfw

Authors Note: I KNOW ITS LONG BUT I PROMISE YOU ITLL BE WELL WORTH IT. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THOUGHT!!! IM YELLING IM SO HAPPY I FINISHED THIS!!!! 

Summary: a series of short stories to your forever. 

(each bolded word starts a new short story, the horizontal lines also divide each story.)

Dedicated to:

@hamilton-noodles Jo is a blessing to this earth. THE MOST eloquent person I have ever come across. I personally give this story to her, and all the stars in the sky. I want to publicly thank her for being one of the best people I have ever met (PERIOD) I love her so much and she is my bestest of the best friends. 

@adolescenthowell RACHAEL was my first friend on this blog and I want to thank her for reading my shit, facetiming me when I need motivation to write, and most importantly sticking by me. She is so talented and I love her. 

@fanfrickinhamiltasticimagines Sophie is the kindest human being alive. I want to give her all my thanks for proof reading for me. She is an amazing human being and so so out of this world talented. Love ya girl!

@whatdimissmotherfuckers Ruby for being such an adorable little bean. She’s the most giving yet still sassy person ever and I admire her self confidence. I hope you keep doing you babe. Her art and writing is the BESTEST. AND I ALSO LOVE HER DEARLY.

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If life had worked out perfectly; you would have never met him. You took the wrong train going downtown. Stupid, you knew, but being a first time New Yorker was hard. You wandered the streets aimlessly until you found a subway station late at night, hoping and praying you’d be able to find your way back home, your phone having died hours ago. You sat on a bench tapping your foot anxiously waiting for your train going up when a subway car rattled its way to your station. You were passing the doors when you saw a man runselfning down the length of the aisles in the subway car, singing loudly with a pair of headphones on. He didn’t notice you immediately, but when his eyes finally fell on you he practically tore off his headphones and stopped dead in his tracks. You gave him an awkward smile before he blushed red and returned one.

“Can you help me with directions?”

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anonymous asked:

Imagine aliens reaction to a human literally laughing in the face of danger. Just, GIANT SPACE MONSTER THING and all the human does is laugh while it loads its rifle. Band of space pirates and one is asking for the human as a bride because of reasons, "pfft, no."

Yussep had faced many dangers. The Falls of Chaos, the race of creatures known only as Devourers. Each time he had barely escaped with his life. But nothing–NOTHING– scared him more than humans. Yussep and Mari had been travelling together on this hell planet for almost two years, long after his species invasion had ended. Poorly. The earth had all but destroyed their entire fleet, so they’d retreated, leaving Yussep alone. Mari had always been scary, but this…. now she was downright terrifying.

She had faced a Many Faced Night Crawler, from a planet no ship could get near. The Night Crawlers were the ultimate killing machines. Fast, strong, AND smart. The ultimate combo. So when a legion had landed on Earth, Yussep prepared to say goodbye to his new home. He and Mari had been passing by chance when the fleet had landed. He’d tried to warn her, tried to drag her away. Over their time together he had grown bonded with her. But Mari wrenched her arm from his grasp. When she spoke it was little more than a feral growl.

“They picked the wrong planet. I am done with these damn aliens always invading my damn planet. ” she stormed towards the fleet, looking impossibly tiny agaisnt their war ships, her dark skin barely registering againt the midnight black hull. Yussep quietly mourned his friend as he followed behind, his brain screaming at him to run, to do the logical thing as he always had. But compared to the night crawlers, Mari was a kitten.

And she had just walked into a wolf pack.

He couldnt leave her. Not now. He would die by her side. Together to the end, just like he promised. He winced as the mighty black doors opened with a hiss. But Mari planted herself in front of them, hands on her hips, staring up defiantly as the first night crawler set foot on the Earth.

He’s never seen one so close. They were huge. Towering nearly 12 feet above Mari, their skin was living shadow. Not just dark, as he had been lead to believe. These creatures were MADE of shadows, swirling together, whispering, stretching out in dangerous vines. Blood red eyes glowed like xarax engines. Dear stars. They would not survive this. Not even Mari. The beast lowered its head, taking in Mari’s stubborn form. She lifted her head, taking a deep breath as she shouted,

“FUCK OFF, THIS IS YOUR ONE AND ONLY WARNING!!” The beast cocked its head, its face splitting apart to reveal rows of jagged teeth, razor sharp, perfect for shredding soft flesh. They were so, sooo dead. Mari took one look at those teeth…and laughed. She threw her head back and howled into the sky.

“ it’s like a frickin cheese grater!”

Mari switched from terrifying, to horrifying.

Without another word, still laughing, Mari launched herself towards the beasts lowered head. She grasped it firmly by its hearing appendeges, drawing her knife from her side.

“Ha! Too late for you, pal,” she raked her blade across its exposed throat in one smooth movement, fury blazing in her eyes. The beast fell and melted into shadows that sunk into the ground. Mari turned and bared her teeth at the fleet. Yussep could only watch as Mari raised her arms in triumph, in challenge.

And the undefeatable Night crawler fleet promptly took to the skies, fleeing as quickly as they dared. Mari watched them go before turning to Yussep with blood splattered on her face and a wicked gleam in her eye.

“Seems they were smarter than you idiots,”

Yussep couldnt agree more.

anonymous asked:

prompt: yakov/victuuri/yuri's grandfather reacting to welcome to the madness. bonus points if christophe says something about yuri being too innocent for this!

“What the hell is he doing?” Yakov growled from the edge of the rink. Victor and Yuuri were standing next to him, mouths agape in twin shock as they watched Yuri strip, throwing his jacket towards the crowd.

“I…think he’s found his eros,” Yuuri said quietly, gaping at how sensually their young friend was skating, “Victor, this isn’t at all how he practiced it the other night!”

Victor was following Yuri’s routine with his eyes, noticing a dark figure skating onto the ice to join Yuri. They watched as the figure raised an arm, pretending to shoot Yuri with a finger gun. Yuri dropped into a graceful slide, his shirt rising up to bare his entire chest, pants riding low, mimicking taking a bullet from the invisible gun.

“What the hell is he doing?” Yakov hissed again, looking distressed at his student’s actions, “I told him no wild clothing, no stage makeup. Yurachka, you are in for it when you got off of the ice!”

Victor coughed a little, like he was trying to hide a smile. “This is…definitely an impressive routine. Adding Otabek in at the last second was a risky choice. This must’ve been what they were getting up to the other night when they wouldn’t come out to dinner with us.”

They watched as Otabek joined Yuri on the ice now, the routine fierce and, well, maddening. The audience was losing it, Yuri’s fangirls screeching from every corner of the stadium. It was hard to pair in their minds the graceful, ethereal Yuri who had just won gold in the Grand Prix Finals with the wild, reckless skater they were seeing now.

“Johnny Weir would be proud,” Victor affirmed, watching Yuri and Otabek leap and twist across the ice, “But this is going to give Yurio’s grandfather a heart attack.”

Christophe padded up next to them, his mouth hanging open as well, watching the wild teenage display of reckless abandon and carelessness for rules. “Wow, is this how he skates when he doesn’t have medals to win?” Christophe asked, “I thought he was too innocent for something like this, especially after his short program.”

Yuuri was ignoring the conversation, watching as Otabek lifted Yuri and threw him into a jump. Yakov spluttered and groaned at the danger of the move, but Yuri landed perfectly, continuing the routing. Yuuri watched as Yuri nailed a quadruple flip, something he secretly had been working on with him in practice.

“GO YURIO AND OTABEK!” Yuuri screamed suddenly, “DAVAI!”

Victor looked at his fiance cheering excitedly for the wild pair and he laughed, joining in with whoops and hollers each time Otabek and Yuri did something on the ice. Yakov’s face drained of color as he watched Otabek drop Yuri into a spin. He sat down on the bench, mumbling Russian curses into his hands.

Yuri and Otabek went through one final step sequence before ending with Otabek lifting Yuri above his head into a final hold. After the final chord of the music, Yuri slid down Otabek’s chest, far too sensually for his coach’s liking.

“He is only sixteen, what is he thinking?” Yakov groaned, “Oh, the press damage for this is going to be horrible.”

Victor grinned brightly as Yuri and Otabek skated off the ice, hand in hand. “Cheer up, Yakov! At least Yuri has some new motivation.”

The crowd was losing it as some of the more exciting aspects of the program were replayed on the big screens above the rink. Victor and Yuuri looked proudly in Yuri’s direction, watching as he chatted excitedly with Otabek.

“This is going to make next season very interesting,” Victor observed brightly, “Now, who wants to call Yurio’s grandfather and explain?”

From the bench, Yakov let out an exasperated sigh.

Star Wars Preference – Them Having a Crush on You Would Include

Star Wars Preference – Them Having a Crush on You Would Include

AN: These are the only characters I will write for for this preference. 


ANAKIN SKYWALKER

Originally posted by the-return-of-the-imagines

- Anakin would be instantly drawn to you; he’d just see you and know you’re the one.

- He’d be so easy-going and quiet around you; he’d just be incredibly sweet when it came to you.

- He would always make sure to compliment you and have you know how important you are.

- Prepare to see his lil smirk all the time.

- He would definitely deny having feelings for you but everyone would know he does.

- Anakin would be extremely protective of you, even if you aren’t around. Even if someone just mentions your name, he’ll be there and be making sure they’re not speaking badly of you.

- He has a short temper though and it’d become obvious to you that he has a crush on you when he starts getting annoyed when he sees someone flirting with you.

- He’s literally just so ready to fight anyone that.

- Anakin really likes just being in the same room as you as being around you brings a lot of comfort to him.

- He also does little touches and things when he gets the chance; maybe just place his hand on the small of your back or brush his fingers against yours.

- He knows he shouldn’t be falling in love with you but he finds it impossible not to. He’d even find himself lying awake at night just thinking about you and knowing it’s wrong.

- Being one of the very few people that Anakin trusts.

- When you’re alone he never stops talking because he just feels so comfortable around you and enjoys being with you.

- In the end, he’d make the first move and just kiss you. He doesn’t have to say anything more for you to know that he has feelings for you.


BODHI ROOK

Originally posted by newtpotters

- Bodhi is already a flustered person but when he’s around you, he can barely walk straight.

- He’s usually relaxed around you and enjoys talking with you because you actually listen to him and seem to enjoy talking to him as much as he enjoys talking to you.

- But at times, he can be extremely shy and if you say something to him all he can do as a response is give you a silly smile and blush.

- He’d drop everything to help you or talk to you; this has proven to be annoying to those around him who he’s actually meant to be helping but leaves to go to you.

- Everyone knows that he likes you and would constantly offer him advice and just grin at him whenever they saw you and Bodhi talking.

- Both of you would reach out to each other whenever you needed some comforting.

- He’s very self-conscious and wouldn’t believe that you could ever have feelings for someone like him.

- Even though he believes that you couldn’t like him back, he will still give his best efforts to make sure you know just how special and wonderful you are.

- You’re the only person that Bodhi will tell his nightmares to. You always assure him he’s a good man – he appreciates hearing that from you.

- He’s very shy but sometimes he has the courage to give you a small hug or squeeze your hand.

- He’ll think about these small touches forever.

- He does stupid things when he’s distracted by you and gets shit from people like Baze and Cassian about it because he’s whipped.

- Can just be a generally dopey mess around you.

- Chirrut, Baze, Cassian and Jyn just end up hounding you and try to figure out if you like Bodhi back; this ends up being a dead giveaway to you that Bodhi may have feelings for you.


CASSIAN ANDOR

Originally posted by capitancassian

- Cassian will always deny having feelings for you. Even if you end up dating, he’ll deny having a feelings for you; he’s a bit funny like that but he’s just been taught to not develop relationships with people because they’re so easy to lose.

- Having this perception is difficult because he his feelings are so deep and intense for you that it’s terrifying to him and he has no idea how to go about them.

- K-2SO has tried to offer him advice on how to make you fall in love with Cassian. Cassian does not appreciate the advice.

- He does make a point of being near you whenever possible though. Not only does it feel him with happiness, he just likes having his eye on you because he doesn’t want anything to happen to you (even when you’re in a perfectly safe environment).

- He will give you nicknames that you have a love/hate relationship with. This is his way of showing affection.

- People can tell that Cassian likes you by the things he says to you – “I trust you, (Y/N)”, “stay safe”, “have you eaten?”, “do you need some help?”.

- You’d think that he’d be somewhat confident when having feelings for people but it’s quite the opposite. He can become shy and reserved and you might even think that he hates you but it’s quite different than that.

- You’re the only one that can call him ‘Cass’

- He definitely refers to you as ‘my girl’ even though you’re technically not

- Always caters to your needs. For example, if you need a new pair of pyjamas Cassian suddenly presents you with one of his old shirts (“you can wear this, if you want”).

- He tries his best to be anything but himself around you. He’s worried that it’ll be too much and you’ll hate it but after a while he realises that you like him for him and that just makes him fall in love with you that bit more.

- The only time he’ll admit to himself that he’s head over heels for you is very late at night when he wakes after a nightmare and realises the only comfort in his life is knowing you’re alive.

- K-2SO being the one that reveals Cassian has feelings for you. You’d be in disbelief until you see Cassian’s reaction and he’s kind of just stumped and speechless so you realise that it’s true.


FINN

Originally posted by andorrooks

- The little dork is so dopey and lovable. You’ll have a collection of things that Finn brings you; flowers, rocks, something he picked up from a market that reminded him of you. He always delivers it to you with a giant smile on his face. 

- People hardcore shipping the two of you and you being oblivious to Finn’s feelings. You just assume that he’s like that with everyone but he’s only like that because you’re around.

- You’re the person that introduces him to a life properly outside of being a Stormtrooper. Well, so you think. Even if other people have showed him, he’ll tell you he hasn’t seen it before so you can show him and he can spend time with you.

- He will always try to protect you even when he’s terrified. You always know that Finn has your back.

- When he’s tired he gets somewhat honest with you. He won’t go as far as confessing his feelings for you but he’ll be very kind and assure you how beautiful you are and that he’d go crazy if anything would happen to you.

- Always knowing you can trust Finn with your secrets and feelings and him believing the same about you

- He gets genuinely surprised whenever you show him kindness and do something sweet for him. You don’t know it but he’ll think about it for so long, he just isn’t used to people being so lovely to him.

- There are always going to be people who are suspicious of Finn since he was once a Stormtrooper; you always defend him and assure him that you believe in him and you know he’s good.

- Probably constantly worries that you’ll never have feelings for him and that you might hate him or that he’s said something stupid. He’s just a ball of anxiety.

- Even if you don’t like him at first, you probably have a lot of love for Finn. It’s hard not to.

-  Tells you that he has feelings for you by accident. It just slips out after a really long day and he more or less makes a run for it after he realises what he says.


HAN SOLO

Originally posted by starwars

- Han tries to restrain himself from being an ass but it’s so difficult for him to not be.

- Luckily for him though, you always have witty and sarcastic comebacks whenever he’s being a jerk to you or anyone. He loves it and it becomes like a little joke between the two of you.

- You don’t understand why Chewbacca sometimes sasses you but it’s because he’s jealous that Han has feelings for you; although he does really like the idea of the two of you being together. It’s a bit conflicting.

- You kind of know that Han has a crush on you but you decide that it’s best not to do anything until you know Han is ready to have a relationship.  

- You make him a better person; his personality doesn’t exactly change but he’d develop new values and become a stronger person because of you.

- Is very protective you when you’re not looking. If he sees someone staring at you, as soon as you’re out of ear shot he will subtly threaten them.

- Han loves making you blush and smile, it makes him extremely proud of himself.

- He teaches you how to fix ships, using the Millennium Falcon to teach you, and you end up being better than him. He’s kind of annoyed but somewhat delighted.

- He likes distracting you and embarrassing you when you’re trying to be serious, especially if you’re trying to give orders or help with a mission. He’ll just make faces at you until you start laughing and then act as if he can’t figure out why you’re ‘acting so weird’.

- He steals kisses from you whenever he’s about to do something dangerous. You want to be annoyed because you want him to just admit that he likes you but it’s hard to stay angry at Han.

- Han is just a complicated person but you can deal with complicated

- Nothing would officially happen between the two of you until things have calmed down. He’d finally admit to you his feelings and finish telling you by saying “but you already knew that”.


KYLO REN

Originally posted by hardyness

- You can always calm him down when he gets worked up about things; Kylo is just less hateful when you’re around.

- He will look to you for a second opinion before making a serious decision on something. He trusts you.

- Everyone know that Kylo has feelings for you but they just find it really hard to believe.

- He can be very intense and full on but he will always apologise to you at the end of the day for being so harsh. You don’t tell anyone that he apologises to you though, you understand that he has a ‘reputation’ to uphold.

- Doesn’t hesitate to hurt anyone that even looks at you wrong. You wouldn’t know about this. He doesn’t want you to know that he has feelings for you but you know somewhat the he does like you.

- He has been accused of being too sweet on you and questioned on multiple occasions if he has really turned to the dark side; if he really is like his grandfather.

- Whenever this happens Kylo can lash out at you. You’re very cool and witty whenever this happens.

- He truly believes you’re too good for him and you probably are. He decides to not try to develop a relationship with you.

- That doesn’t stop him from watching you across the room and giving you a small smile.

- He doesn’t try to use the Force on you because he knows that if you want to tell him something, you will.

- Kylo feels somewhat guilty when you see him hurt another person. He pretends he doesn’t. People try and take advantage of having you in the room because they know he likes you so they try and see what they can get away with.

- He wonders if he’s sick or truly going crazy because he has feelings for you. He has asked you very quietly on a few occasions if you think there’s something wrong with him – he doesn’t say it’s because he likes you though.

- He’s seen you when you’re angry and you’re more frightening than he is when he’s angry. It’s even scarier because you rarely get properly angry. This makes him even more attracted to you.

- Kylo has only told you once that he has feelings for you. It was a very quiet time and you somehow managed to be alone. He told you in barely a whisper but you heard him and he knew you did. You didn’t say anything back.


LEIA ORGANA

Originally posted by dailyskywalkers

- Leia likes you because you’re also her best friend.

- She adores you. You can do no wrong in her eyes and she does nothing but support you and try to make you live to your fullest potential.

- She gives people terrifying death stares whenever she notices them underestimating you or perhaps not adoring you as much as she adores you.

- Will always greet you with caf (coffee) or whatever gets you up in the morning.

- When giving briefings and mission orders, she has to look away from you because she can’t be serious whenever you’re in the room. She’ll just start smiling and acting goofy and she kind of hates that you have that effect on her.

- You’re her partner in crime. You and Leia go out late when you’re told to stay inside and explore places without letting anyone know you’re leaving because you know they’ll try to stop you.

- Calling each other stupid nicknames when you’re annoyed with one another.

- You’d probably have a lot of platonic hugging and hand holding because it comforts both of you. It means a lot more to her than you know.

- People probably have bets on when the two of you will get together. Luke has told Leia that she needs to make a move on you soon or else he’ll owe Han money.

- She acts as if she doesn’t know what he’s talking about.

- Probably braids your hair and teaches you how to do the braids.

- When Leia tells you that she likes you, you laugh and tell her that it’s about time she admitted that.

- She may smack you for that reaction.


LUKE SKYWALKER

Originally posted by dofp

- Luke practically fell in love with you within seconds of knowing you. He’d just decide that yep, you’re the one for him.

- People realise that he has feelings for you when he starts mentioning if it’d be wrong to change the Jedi code about marriage and being with a partner.

- Has a habit of rambling whenever you’re around, especially when he’s trying to compliment you.

- Always grinning whenever you’re around and he’s often scolded because he happens to be grinning during a serious situation.

- You two would go on adventures together and have private places only the two of you know about.

- You also have countless inside jokes.

- Is just so caring of you and you’d think that he saw you as a little sister because of the way he treated you.

- Luke just wanted to be respectful of you and didn’t want you to think he’s ‘too much’.

- Would go to Leia or Han and say things like “if I hypothetically liked a girl…” and then ask for advice. They always knew he was talking about you.

- Leia coming to you and trying to get you to admit you liked Luke. She’d tell him that you do but he always thought she was saying that just to make him feel better.

- Using the Force to impress you and show you cool tricks.

- Always sensing when something’s wrong and you trusting him enough to confide with him.

- He’s fine with just being your friend. He just wants to be in your life, even if you see him as a brother, friend or protector.

- Luke probably yells at you that he likes you when he’s about to go on a mission. Even though it’s a very dangerous mission, he spends the whole time smiling because you yelled “I like you back, you idiot”.


OBI-WAN KENOBI

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- Tries to avoid you after meeting you for the first time because he knows straight away that he won’t be able to stop himself falling in love with you.

- Can’t avoid you. You always bump into each other and he gives in. In fact, he finds he works better after seeing you so he likes to be close to you.

- He lets you pet his beard and play with his hair but makes you promise not to tell anyone (especially Anakin).

- Anakin can tell that Obi-Wan likes you and is relentless when it comes to teasing him. Obi-Wan just smacks him and tells him to shut up.

- Anakin doesn’t shut up though and makes sly jokes about Obi-Wan’s crush on you whenever you’re around.

- He’s very quiet and soft around you. He feels as if he can relax when he’s with you.

- You bicker like an old married couple though.

- He can be bold at times and rather charming. At times like these, he can get very flirty and lovely with you.

- But in the end, Obi-Wan is a gentleman and is very wary of the Jedi code. He may flirt a lot but won’t make a move on you because he knows he’d like it too much and he won’t be able to stop himself.

- You’d just end up confronting him and get him to confess that he likes you.


POE DAMERON

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- Be prepared for Poe to adore you

- If you’re shy, he’ll just adore you even more

- He wants you to be comfortable though. He’ll never push you to like him or do anything that you don’t want to do; he just wants to spend time with you.

- It will become a habit for Poe to hold your hand during mission briefings. You never talk about the fact you do that though.

- He gives you cheek and forehead kisses whenever you achieve something to congratulate you.

- Poe just will support you through everything and always cheers you on, even if you’re doing the smallest of things. You want to have a lazy day? Yeah, you do that! You want to draw a picture like a little kid? Good for you!

- He gives you his jacket all the time. Doesn’t even second guess it, he just puts it over your shoulders to wear.

- Comes to you after he has nightmares because of the missions he’s gone through, especially after being captured by the First Order. You’re the only person he trusts to confide in.

- Flies you around and takes you on small trips to get your mind off the war.

- Can make a fool of himself around you.

- You have no idea why some women (and men) keep acting like their jealous of you. Everyone knows Poe likes you; they can see the way he looks at you and wants him to look at them that way.

- Whenever something bad happens, he runs to you straight away to make sure you’re okay. You’re his priority.

- Leia is practically a mother to him and will talk to you about him, encouraging you to go on a date with him.

- You’ll tell Poe about this and he’ll get all flustered and embarrassed but you assure him that it’s fine; you kind of guessed that he liked you but you didn’t expect to find out through General Organa.

- In all realness, Leia was just sick of neither of you doing anything. She also had a bet with a few members of the Resistance on when you two would get together and time was running out.


REY

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- Rey has no idea what having a crush is meant to feel like but she knows the way she feels about you is different to how she feels about other people. It’s romantic.

- You’d think maybe she resents you but she doesn’t. She just isn’t sure how to go about having feelings for someone and even starts observing couples to help her.

- Seriously, there wouldn’t be much of a lead up to you finding out that Rey likes you. She’d just approach you and say she likes you but not in the way she likes Poe or Leia and she isn’t sure what she’s meant to do about it.

- Rey is so cute so you’d laugh and have no problem in helping her figure out what she should do. You tell her about dating and crushes and she thinks it’s amazing – she kind of knew about all this sort of stuff but not to this extent.

- You’d discover just how intelligent and powerful Rey is and you’d develop a friendship and go out on dates to show her what couples do.

- She’d pick flowers for you and always excitedly tell you about her day and then very solemnly tell you about her life on Jakku.

- So she doesn’t really go through the stage of crush to relationship. You just end up being together and no one thinks twice about it. You’re like her other half and she’s yours. Rey is always teaching you new things and you’re always teaching her new things – you balance each other out.

That Awkward Moment When

John Laurens x Female Reader

Requested by @cupcakequeen1999 who was kind enough to compromise, this one goes out to you girl, you’re super rad

In which the reader and Laurens are roommates and very good friends. Jealousy and smut ensues.

Words: 4,573

Warnings: NSFW! SMUT SMUT SMUT and LOTS OF SWEARING (don’t read if this will make you uncomfortable)

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Big Game. [Lacrosse Week Smut]

A;N: I want to formally apologise that it has been so long. Y’all have been so patient and I love you guys! Anyways, this is for the wonderful @sarcasticallystilinski and @rememberstilinski ‘s Lacrosse Week! I hope y’all are ready. xoxo

Pairing: StilesStilinskixOC

Author: thelittlestkitsune

Warnings: Filth.

Word count: 5,933

Listen to me.

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anonymous asked:

What If one of the fakes had a high school reunion or something like that and just took the crew and it somehow ended in a shoot out with the cops.

Let’s just be clear, it’s not a pride thing. Geoff has never cared what people said about him, not outside a professional sense anyway; he knew exactly who he was, what he was capable of, even before he’d taken an entire city to its knees. So it’s not that he felt the need to prove himself, it’s just that there’s something particular about high school trauma, isn’t there? Something that lingers, even when it shouldn’t, something that emerges from even the most upstanding adults when thrown back together for a reunion, the bullies and the bullied, all desperate to show what they’ve become.

Geoff’s last high school was nothing like he’d ever been to before, a snobby upper-crust hellhole he was only in because his Ma’s third husband pulled some strings, and the other students were quick to point out just how much he didn’t belong. Between the tattoos and the smoking, the lazy looks and slow sneering drawl, it was always all too easy to label Geoff a loser, a drop out, trailer park trash everyone knew would be washing their cars one day. Never mind that he scored higher than most of his cohort even when skipping more or less every class, never mind that he is possibly the most well-read crime-lord in the country, back then he had an image and teenagers are relentless. Not that Geoff was all that phased even at the time, only a year or so away from the day he picked up his first gun and never looked back, but it’s the principal of the thing.

So when an invite forwards through from an email so old he’d forgotten he’d even made it Geoff has to laugh. Then pause, consider, hatch an utterly ridiculous idea, and laugh some more. Because he might not care, but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t enjoy ruining the night for all the pathetic stuck-up nobodies he went to school with; rubbing your success in everyone’s faces is what reunions are for, after all. The fact that it has a theme, that it is masquerade of all things, really just cements Geoff’s resolve to drag his crew halfway across the country into one of the strangest nights of their lives.

Everyone knows the option to bring a guest to these events is, in reality, the offer to bring a romantic partner, singular, but it isn’t technically stated. There are no rules barring Geoff from RSVP-ing for 7, so that’s exactly what he does. Sure he receives a few increasingly less polite emails suggesting he’d been mistaken but he doesn’t even bother opening them, doesn’t try to clarify that he is bringing his friends, his family, not his entire harem. Let them talk; they’d do it anyway. Plus, it’s not like the Fake’s aren’t all entirely too pleased with the suggestion, cackling hyenas who spend the next few weeks laying it on thick, batting their eyes and blowing Geoff kisses, picking out increasingly absurd meet-cute stories to tell his scandalised classmates. Between creating new identities and playing dress up in masks and suits they couldn’t be happier.

Masks or not they catch every eye in the room when they make their entrance and why wouldn’t they; Geoff and his unusual request must have been the talk of the rumour mill and identity hidden or not clearly this must be Geoff, it’s not like anyone else brought along 6 dates. As stage whispers hit a dull roar it’s obvious no one was prepared for what they were seeing, perhaps imagined instead stained tank tops and a string of strung-out baby mama’s, not expensively tailored suits and an attractively refined entourage. Paying the noise no heed Geoff swans into the room with Jack looking elegant on one arm, Gavin at his most Ken-doll glamorous tucked under the other, flanked on either side by Ryan, Michael, Jeremy and Ray, all dressed to impress.

Shock and jealousy aren’t good looks on anyone, let alone rich brats turned elitist yuppies, so Geoff’s classmates behave just as poorly as he’d anticipated, years and newfound maturity doing nothing to stop the tittering laughter, the sneers and judgmental looks, fake pleasantry and condescending questions. But then, his crew didn’t exactly play nice with them either.

Ray and Jeremy immediately beeline to the food table and bar, respectively, and each set themselves up and settle in for the night; loud, obnoxious and tactlessly talking about everyone around them. When asked about themselves or their relationship to Geoff they’re both frustratingly vague, Jeremy chattering away without saying much at all and Ray simply staring people down until they can’t bear the tension.

Michael and Ryan set off together to explore the room but quickly separate to accommodate their vastly different methods of surveillance. Ryan skulks into the background, ducking numerous attempts to catch his interest in favour of fading into unlit corners and empty nooks, frightening the life out of anyone trying to slip away for some private time. Michael, on the other hand, seems determined to be the life of the party, cheerfully making conversation only to laugh in the face of every so-called achievement, ruffling feathers and causing major offence wherever he goes.

Gavin slinks off like a man on a mission and doesn’t come back for over an hour, offering no explanation for the absence beyond a dangerously self-satisfied smirk. His work becomes obvious soon enough anyway, once the yelling starts; Geoff’s two main high-school tormentors, mentioned only in passing stories over the years, simultaneously having huge, public, relationship-ending blow ups with each of their significant others. What are the odds? Across the hall Gavin laughs, all tinkling glass and sparkling charm, smoothly working the room like Michael’s mirror opposite.

Jack stays at Geoff’s side all night, hackles raised into something abnormally cold and unimpressed any time someone comes up to speak to them, protective instincts in full force no matter how often Geoff claims to be unaffected. He fills her in on all the worst gossip about those who approach, and as the night progresses and general unease begins to spread Jack mellows, sinking back into something sweet and mocking, somehow even more unsettling playing docile arm-candy than she was rabid guard dog.

Throughout the night the Fake AH Crew remain a key topic of every casual conversation; they might have been regardless, even this far from Los Santos no one can get enough of their scandals, but with the huge heist pulled just last week there was no way to avoid it, everyone has their two cents, their praise and condemnation. It’s too funny, the whole crew killing themselves trying not to break character, to laugh or correct or manipulate the conversation but all their self-control is well rewarded in the end.

Half the room removed their masks less than an hour into the night; too difficult to eat and talk and drink in, too vain to keep their hard earned looks covered, so it’s not at all strange when the Fake’s start to follow suit. Jeremy and Ray start it, the newest member and the one caught on camera the least often, casually dropping their masks mid-conversation. They each get a confused squint or two, a double glance, a few individuals trying to place them, remember how they’d met before, why they were so familiar.

Next came Gavin and Michael, having goaded each other out onto the dance-floor they were playing as much as they were moving to the music, laughing and grappling and generally making a bit of a scene. They snatch off each other’s masks as they play and the looks double, because alone they’re each distinctive but together, together, people have seen those faces together, somewhere they’ve seen them and so often together..

Last is Jack and Geoff, more graceful than their counterparts and moving with far more purpose they reveal their faces in the centre of the room and, like a party trick, they instantly catch the whole room’s attention. Out of context, in ones and twos where they don’t belong, the members of the FAHC could be mistaken but no one in the country would fail to recognise Ramsey and Patillo, the kingpin and his right hand, rulers of the most well-known gang in the US. And here they stand, casually mingling at a high school reunion.

In the calm before the storm the crew gravitates back towards one another, can almost see the cogs turning around them, the lightbulbs flickering on in a slow ripple spreading out across the room, disbelief and the first hint of horror swirling together as people start unconsciously reaching for their phones. As Ryan slips back out and wanders over, the last still masked, always masked, the chatter seems to crescendo then crash into something still and almost silent as a room full of entitled trust-fund babies recognise their own terror.

Finally uncovered and flanked by his family Geoff’s grin creeps across his face, slow and violent and more confirmation than anyone needed as he lets the oppressive tension sit for a long moment, arms spreading out to his sides like a magician revealing a clever trick before he breaks the silence; Surprise motherfuckers.

Guns are pulled from jackets and from there it’s all running and screaming, no honour or courage, just a stampede for the exits to the sound of cackling laughter and the occasional aimless pot-shot. The Fake’s aren’t looking for lives, not worth the hassle really, and this job certainly has no monetary reward beyond the wallets Geoff’s filthy little thieves have no doubt absconded with, but the fear in the air is delightful and even the sound of incoming sirens can’t ruin the mood. If anything it only hypes them up further, all savage grins and ramping excitement as they make for doors, reloading their weapons and pumping themselves up for a whole new police force to terrorise, Geoff’s magnificent little miscreants.

On the way out they pass a wall of yearbook photos, blown up large and captioned with names and all the old superlative awards. Ryan stumbles to a halt and snorts, snatching one off the wall and tucking it into his jacket to take back to the penthouse, though not before flashing the Lads a glance at that all too recognisable face, sending them into peals of screeching laughter as they pour out into the night. Geoffrey Fink; Least likely to succeed. 

Imagine Charles trying to recruit you

Charles Xavier x Reader, my first time to be gentle.

“Allow me to explain myself, please.” The handsome man in the wheelchair, who parked himself in front of the table you sat at, smiled softly at you. 

You quickly closed the book you were doing research on and hurried away from the table, rushing to the clerk’s desk to return the book.

“Thanks, have a good day,” you smiled warmly at the woman and rushed toward the exit.

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