lay in bed with you

anonymous asked:

How about an imagine of blackwatch genji,hanzo,76, s/o comfort them about their scars by turning the scars into cool patterns on their body using body paint or writing encouraging words above each scar?(beautiful,brave,handsome,strong,kind,etc)


He hated himself, you could see it in the way he stood, the way he expected you to flinch from his touch. It hurt you, to see the man you loved suffer like this, so you came up with an idea to help him see himself as you did. You studied kanji, memorising the specific ones that you needed.

You had him lay down on the bed, you could sense how uncomfortable he was but you plopped down next to him. He flinched at the cold paint touching his skin, but instantly relaxed at the feeling of your fingers dragging across his skin.

When you were done you picked up two mirrors, handing one to him. You positioned the mirror so he could see the kanji you painted all over his scarred shoulder. Bravery, Handsome, kind were the ones that he immediately saw, his eyes prickling with tears. The room was silent as you moved the mirror for him to see exactly how you saw him, tears streaming down his face at your love.


He hid his scars well, seeing them as marks of shame. Even during sex, he hid in the dark, the only glow is a faint light that constantly comes from his tattoo. He was so ashamed when you saw them, walking in on him changing, and shied away from you reassuring words.

While he slept you pulled out body paint, using the dim light coming from the window to paint as you knew that more light would just wake up. Just as you were finishing up Hanzo was roused by sleep, feeling something on his skin. You quickly hid the bottle and your hands, Hanzo looking suspiciously at you. You shrugged and he stood up, saying that he was going to take a shower. 

After a few minutes and no sound coming from the bathroom, you got up, scurrying to look through the doorway. Tears streamed easily from his eyes, which he quickly hid as soon as he saw you there, his fingers tracing along the words on his skin. With one look at your hands covered in the same colour of paint, he pulled you close, murmuring thanks in your ears.

Soldier 76

He was apathetic to his scars, as he was to most of his life. You were the only thing in a long time he had cared about, which made him terrified of losing you. So he was protective, taking shots meant for you and adding to his collection of scars despite how much you scolded him. 

You were grateful for him saving you, which is why you came up with a way to thank him. You had him wear a blindfold - which he raised an eyebrow at - and lay down on the bed. 

He flinched when you started painting, surprise at the cold touching his skin, but quickly relaxed as you ran patterns over his chest. You let him sit up as you finished, pulling off his blindfold. Reverent silence filled the room as he traced the words across his chest, loudly proclaiming what you found to be his best traits. He just gave you a soft smile, a mix of pain and joy across his face, and he pulled you close. Paint smeared around the two of you as he kissed you tenderly.

a-posse-magnet  asked:

So how'd cas get under ur pillow to get the colt? Did he just like lay on the bed and you were like " oh that's totally normal he does that all the time nohomo were just bromantic bros being straightwhitemen™" Explain.

Sometimes you don’t notice things right after sex

Sheeran Series || Jack

Miscellaneous masterpost found here

Word count - 1,015

Summary - The one based off of Wake Me Up (Plus).

Jack was a very affectionate drunk If he was ever wasted around you, there were two ways the night could go. He would either fuck you senseless or cuddle you until you both fell asleep.

Tonight was the latter.

The two of you were laying in bed, your head on his chest and his hand in yours. He stared at your fingers, occasionally lacing them and unlacing them with his own. “I want another tattoo,” he stated as your fingers traced the new ink on his ribs.

“You just got two more,” you laughed.

“I know but I want another,” he said.

“And what would it be of?”

“Hmm, I don’t know,” he said as you traced a bare patch of skin on his arm. “Maybe your name?”

You giggled, “You always said those were tacky.”

“Yeah but I love you,” he said. “It’s different when I love you.”

“Well, I love you too,” you laughed, “but I won’t let you get my name inked on your skin.”

“Okay,” he sighed. “Do you want to design one for me?” You looked up at him.

“Really?” you asked.

“Yeah,” he shrugged. “I trust you. You’re not gonna draw a dick now, are you?”

You laughed, “No, I would never. But I have some ideas.”


“Yeah,” you said. “I’ve thought about it before.”

“You’ve thought about drawing me a tattoo before?”

“Sometimes,” you said. “Just randomly.”

“Like what?” he asked.

“Stupid stuff,” you said, somewhat embarrassed now. “I’ve drawn some of them out but they’re nothing good.”

“I want to see,” he said.

“Really Jack it’s not a big deal,” you said.

“No I want to see!”

You sighed and reached over to your bedside drawer where you kept a journal. You flicked to the pages where you sketched some tattoos for Jack. They were all small, most geometric type and others were words or quotes in your handwriting. “These are cool,” Jack said.

“It’s nothing really,” you said quickly.

“What’s this one?” he asked, pointing to one of the geometric ones. 

“Oh,” you said, your cheeks turning red. “It’s just, it’s stupid.”

“(Y/N),” Jack pried.

“I saw it online once,” you said. “It’s like a symbol for safety. Because when I think of you I think of my safe place.” Jack didn’t say anything, just continued staring at the drawings. “I know they’re stupid, they’re just sketches,” you said. With a halfhearted laugh, you added, “I wouldn’t blame you if you don’t want me to design one anymore.”

“No, I’d love it if you did,” he said, handing you the notebook so you could put it away again. “I like the safety one.” He placed a kiss to your forehead as you both laid down, then added, “You’re my safe place too.”

“Okay then,” you said with a smile. “I’ll remind you when you’re sober.”

“Okay,” he nodded. After only a short pause, he said, “Do you want a bath? I know we have some of Zoe’s bubble stuff. We could go-”

“Jack,” you giggled. “You need to sleep.”

“I don’t want to,” he stated, holding you closer to him. “I love just laying with you like this.” He paused. “Do you want to sleep?”

You smiled, “I will keep talking to you until you can’t talk anymore.”

You rolled to lay on top of him, laying your head directly on his chest. You flicked some of your hair over your shoulder so that you could stare directly up at Jack. “You shouldn’t cut your hair,” he stated. “I like how you do that.”

“Do what?” you laughed.

“When you, like, flick it over your shoulder,” he said. “It’s cute. You’re cute.”

“Yeah well you’re pretty cute too.”

A few minutes of silence went by and for a moment you thought Jack had fallen asleep. But then, he suddenly said, “Do you want to watch a film?”

“Jack,” you giggled again. “It’s almost 2:00 in the morning!”

“We could watch Shrek,” he said. “You love that film.”

“We’ve watched it 12 times in two weeks!” you said.

“I know,” he said. “It’s the only fairy tale I like. I think deep down you’re hoping for a fairy tale just like that.”

“What, us turning into two big green ogres?” you laughed.

“I mean, not that,” he said.

“You’re talking absolute shit,” you said.

“No, listen, I mean, in Shrek they learn to accept themselves and each other for who they really are,” he said. “I think you want that kind of fairy tale. Don’t you?”

“I would love that kind of fairy tale,” you smiled.

“Well, I already love and accept you for who you are,” he said.

“Good,” you said. “We’ve been together for a few years now, so I’m glad you finally accept me for who I am.”

Jack laughed and rolled over so that you were both on your sides, facing each other. “You’re so beautiful,” he said gently.

“You’re so drunk,” you teased.

“You drink just as much as me!” he protested.

“You know that’s not true,” I said. “I had one margarita!”

“That’s all I had too,” he pouted.

“Oh shut up,” you laughed, pushing his arm lightly. Jack smiled and urged you to turn so that you could start spooning. When you did, one of his hands went around your waist and the other reached around to fiddle with the necklace you were wearing.

Jack had given you the necklace after you met his family for the first time in Brighton. He found a sparkly pebble on the beach and sent it to an old friend who he knew could carve it and turn it into a necklace. Now, you wore it everyday. Jack placed a small kiss to your cheek and pulled you as close to his body as you could be. “I love you so much,” he said, his lips against your neck.

“Will you still love me when I force you out of bed in the morning?” you teased lightly. Jack let out a breathy laugh.

“I’ll still be in love when you wake me up.”

I was just listening to The Moss from Cosmo Sheldrake and imagined Yurio jumping up and down on his hotel bed and singing it- he has his headphones on and can’t hear himself, but everyone else can. 

 Just think, the group over at Victor and Yuuri’s room to plan for dinner one night.  Yuuri making some coffee, Victor flipping through a book, Pichit sitting on the counter scrolling on his phone and Chris kicking his legs laying on the bed. They are making small talk when suddenly-

“BUT HAVE YOU HEARD THE STORY OF THE RABBIT AND THE MOON!! OR THE COW-” Being screeched out at full volume from the next room over. 

They kind of just go silent for a second. “OR SHE WHO LEPT UP MOUNTAINS WHILE WHISTLING UP A TUNE!”  At this point they are smiling and trying not to laugh, Victor has placed his book down and Pichit is pulling up his voice recorder. 


It was a good night. Many memories were made. 

soft-jason-todd  asked:

Chris having some kind of minor surgery or dental work done and being all loopy when you bring him home. You're laying in bed and he's like "you're the brightest star in my galaxy... Babe. Babe, oh my god, you're so short, you're like a dwarf star, holy shit" "Chris I swear to god if you don't go the fuck to sleep I'm gonna beat your ass" "don't supernova on me" *pillow to the face*

also you videoing the whole thing

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Prompt nine Seth Rollins Imagine

Prompt: “You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”

You thought going on tour with Seth would be great, you’d get to see more of your boyfriend and what he does as well as spending some much needed alone time together. Well you thought wrong. Yes you got to see Seth perform and you did get to spend more time together but being the goofball he is Seth forgot to mention when booking the hotel that you were coming. So here you were lay in bed trying to sleep while Seth and Cesaro were sat on their respective beds watching some dumb tv show, grumbling you turn over to face Seth and scowl at him from under the duvet. Glancing to his right when he hears you move he sees the scowl on your face.

“What’s up buttercup?” brushing some hair out of your eyes he shimmies down the bed to be eye to eye with you.

“You forgot to book us a private room.” You mutter, not wanting to sound rude in front of Cesaro, you loved Cesaro like a brother but you just wanted some alone time with your man.

“I know I’m sorry. By the time I realised the hotel had ran out of rooms, I promise when we go to the next city we will have our own room.”

“We better.” You let a small smile slip as you crossed your arms under the duvet casing Seth to smile. He wrapped one arm around you, pulling you into him, placing a soft kiss to your lips. You both sighed into kiss and you gripped the fabric of Seth’s shirt trying desperatly to feel even closer to him. You swipped your tongue along his bottom lip, Seth parted his lips slightly so your tounges could meet. Both of you moaned slightly at the contact and you moved your hand up into his hair whilst his moved down to grip the flesh of your ass.

“You could of asked me to leave guys.” pulling a part you both blush and Seth rolls over to face Cesaro.

“Hey sorry man. What else do you want me to do. She’s too hot.” Grinning cheekily at Cesaro they both let out a chuckle as you slap Seth on the back of the head.

“Ow. Hey what was that for!” Seth grummbled rubbing the back of his head slightly now turning back to face you.

“Because you’re a damn idiot thats why.” Chuckling you sit up and stretch contemplating whether these 2 idiots would let you sleep.

“I may be an idiot but I’m your idiot.” and with that he gripped you tightly, nuzzling his nose in your neck causing you to giggle.

“Oh yeah. We will see after I bansh you from the bed.” Smirking you push Seth towards the end of the bed and he props up on one arm giving you a hurt expression.

“You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!” 

“Well I just did. So bye bye.” You chuckled and playfully waved at him as you used your feet to push at his side and eventually he toppled over the edge of the bed, landing with a thud. Cesaro was looking at the two of you shaking his head in disbelief at the scene that was happening in front of him. Seth poked his head over the edge of your bed and you chuckle at his pouting face.

“Where the hell am I supposed to sleep?! “

“With Cesaro.” You smirk turning over to face away from them. “And if you try and sneak back in I will withhold sex for a whole month.” You heard Seth gasp and Cesaro chuckled, almost falling off his own bed from laughing so hard.

“Well then cuddle buddy guess it’s just you and me.” Cesaro joked patting his bed.

“Fineeeee. But I swear to God if I wake up and you’re spooning me I will end you.” Settling on the covers of Cesaro’s bed he looked across at you, seeing how your breathing had evened out he knew you’d gone to sleep. He couldn’t help but feel guilty at his mistake, him lying on Cesaro’s bed while you slept alone was not how he imagined spending his first night with you.


That morning Seth woke up before everyone trying to figure out a way to make it up to you. Looking at he room service menu he decided to order some food and wake you up with breakfast in bed and then take you out to explore the city together. Cesaro woke up just as Seth had finished ordering the room service.

“Hey I’m gonna head out to the gym early. Give you two some privacy .”

“You don’t have to do that man…”

“No I don’t. But I want to. I know you felt guilty last night so enjoy some time together while you can.” Smiling at his buddy Cesaro headed into the bathroom to change before grabbing his things and leaving. Looking over to you Seth smiled. He loved how you looked in the morning, no make up, peaceful and happy and your hair framing your face just right. Smiling to himself he makes his way over to you, gently crawling up the bed to hover above you, leaning down h brushes his nose against yours chuckling when you scruch it up in your sleep. Leaning down once more he starts peppering kisses all over your face. You slowly flutter your eyes open to see Seth’s deep brown ones staring back at you. “Good morning.” you mutter as Seth captures your lips in his.

“How did you sleep?” Seth asks trailing kisses down your jaw.

“Alright, was lonely without you.” you pout at him making him kiss you once more.

“Well you were the one who banished me babe.”

“I knoowwww. But you looked pretty comfy with Cesaro spooning you.” Smirking you see his face flush and you hear him mutter under his breath.

“I’m going to kill him.”

Looking around the empty room you notice the man in question is nowhere to be seen.

“Speaking of Cesaro where is he?” you gently rub Seth’s sholders admiring how the faint light in the room illuminated around him.

“He left early to go to the gym so we could have some privacy.”

“Oh really. So what did you have in mind?” Seth smirks cockily at you, damn him for knowing that was a turn on of yours.

“Well I ordered some room service which should be here any minute. Then I thought we go out and explore the city together before we leave tonight.”

“That sounds good but I have something else planned for us if that’s all right.”

“Oh yeah and what would that be?” You use all your strenght to flip the two of you over so you were now stradling Seth. Leaning down you give him a passionate kiss, the sudden change in pace causing him to gasp, allowing you to gain the upper hand and slip your tongue into his mouth. You both contuinued to make out as Seth’s hands wondered up and down your body realising how much he’d missed you when a knock at the door interupted you two making Seth grumble.

“Bloody room service why couldn’t they have been late for once.” Flinging the door open Seth takes the food, literally tossing it onto the side and slamming the door in the poor staff memebers face. Pushing you back down on the bed Seth resumes the kiss.
“That’s it no more interuptions.”

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If anyone knows how to put that on my blog description, please teach me <3, but yea , you guys have been asking for a proper masterlist for a while so there we go ;


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Just hold me

Bucky x Reader

Prompt: Reader can’t sleep or get comfy and Bucky hears her so he comes to make it better.

You were laying in your bed, tossing and turning again for the sixth night in a row. Your body was rebelling against you and you just couldn’t get comfy. You were riddled with pain and no matter what you did or tried it just got worse and more uncomfortable to the point of waking up as soon as you finally fell asleep. You decided to get up for a bit, walking to the kitchen you got some water, but the tower was just too quiet so you went back to your room and laid down. Grabbing your phone you texted a friend, but she wasn’t up at three am naturally, so you put it away and laid there. After the millionth time, you had enough. You sat up in your covers and cried. You felt awful and no matter what happened no one cared. You felt so alone… 

You startled when your door opened and a sleepy looking Bucky was standing in the doorway. 

“Why are you awake?” You sniffled, trying to compose yourself quickly, but he saw right through it. 

“You are upset (Y/N). Why are you crying?” Bucky slowly walked over and sat on your bed. 

“It’s really nothing Buck, just go back to bed.” No matter how hard you tried, it failed. He wasn’t leaving. 

“No, (Y/N). Is it your pain again?” You told no one about that, how did he know?

“What are you talking abou-”

“ (Y/N)  don’t pull that, Jarvis told me. I already knew I can see it on your face.” You sighed in defeat and let it out and cried harder. He pulled you into his chest and just let you. The sound of his heartbeat and the quiet of the night made you feel better. But then you felt it sink in. He was going to leave you alone again and you would be back at square one. 

“Scoot over then. I’m cold and you need me.” You let out a massive sigh of relief. Even if someone was sitting next to you, you just might feel safe enough to sleep the whole night through. Bucky climbed into your queen size bed, you could feel the warmth coming off of him and it was so soothing. 

“Goodnight (Y/N).” As you both got comfy he reached over and pulled you into his chest and kissed your shoulder. You were surprised, but when you woke up the next morning still wrapped in his big arms, you realized that you actually slept all night through. 


A/N: Hi so this is my first time posting a shawn mini-series! :) I just reached 100 followers which is super exciting (THANK YOU TO ALL MY BEAUTIFUL FOLLOWERS ILY), and I thought why not share some of my writing in hopes maybe a couple people might like it.

Thanks to @raineshawn and @whitechocolateperfection for reading this over and making me feel encouraged to post this.

Also there is some supernatural elements to this story, and I hope you enjoy it! 


To be honest, I’m not sure how to describe a concert to someone who’s never been. They get the basics: the singer sings, fans scream, usually you purchase very expensive tickets (depending whether or not you like your singers on the Billboard’s 100), and there’s a very prolonged ringing in your ears that you still feel as you lay in bed at night. But how are you supposed to express the energy that an artist sends over tons of speakers to someone?

That all rushes through my brain when my friend said he’d never been to a concert.

“I went to my sister’s recital last June,” he chuckles. He moves his phone so I can see his facial expression clearer over face time. “Does that count?”

Wise ass.

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anonymous asked:

Imagine Shawn was coming back from tour and you wanted to surprise him so you put on lingerie and end up falling asleep because he gets home later then he said and when he comes home he sees you laying on the bed and covers you up and cuddles you💕


he’d come home and see you all sprawled out across the bed horizontally across its width in your lacy set and just start smiling bc that’s his girl and my goodness he’s so lucky that she would be willing to surprise him like this and she’s so cute when she’s asleep and what a goober to fall asleep 20 minutes after she texted him telling him she’s waiting on him in their bedroom and he’d just grab a sweatshirt from the closet and cover you in it before stripping down himself for bed and give you a light kiss on the cheek and a lil soft squeeze bc yay he’s home finally and y'all can celebrate in other ways tomorrow night if ur up for it

don’t imagine laying in bed with your tc. your bodies intertwined, white sheets entangled between you and him. your head is resting on his chest and he’s got his arm around you. his index finger is tracing circles on your shoulder. it tickles just a little bit, it sends shivers up your spine.

Natasha tries to cheer you up!- Natasha x Reader

When your baby wants fluff, you write fluff. Let’s see what Natasha would do if her girlfriend had a stressful day at work.

Natasha x Reader

Warning: shitty writing

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You could feel it in your feet… in your shoulders… the pain and stress ran rampant in your body. As the physical pain crept into your joints, you were at the brink of mental exhaustion. Your limit of human contact had be crushed All you wanted to do was lay in bed and become a human burrito with your blankets.

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but it’s like-
the night throbs in my veins sometimes
and i don’t know what to do with this energy?
it isn’t my heart, no, not that, not anything known,
but it flows like blood would and i want to leap out of the window-
i want to meet the stars / i want to tell them that the night
isn’t the darkest place that i’ve been but even when i’m there
somehow starlight still guides me.

l.s. | it flows like blood would © 2017

study buddy

jeff atkins x reader

word count: 368

authors note: I absolutely loved making this. Jeff is an angel that deserved better.

“Mom, Jeff is here to help me study for history!” You said as you took your boyfriends hand and lead him upstairs to your room.

“Keep the door open.” She yelled after you.

“Mom!” You grunted earning a chuckle from Jeff.

You closed the door to your room against your mothers wishes.

You two had a big history test coming up so you decided you would study together. You lay stomach down on your bed with books and notes surrounding you two.

He pushed a piece of hair out of your face and tucked it behind your ear. He smiled. “Can I kiss you?”

“No.” I smiled. “Do your work and then we’ll talk about it.”

“God damn, woman.” Jeff mumbled and then began reading his textbook. You giggled and began reading over your notes.

You continued reading and quizzing each other in information for about an hour. You were once again reading and the room was silent. You subconsciously moved your hand to the nape of his neck and began playing with the hair on the back of his neck.

You hadn’t realized what you were doing until the action drew a low moan from the boy next to you. Looking over at your boyfriend you realized he was already looking at you. With a swift moment, he flipped your body over so you were lying on your back.

Jeff’s eyes scanned your face before he pressed his lips to yours. You automatically kissed back. Your hands moved back up to his neck and played with his hair while his hand moved to your face.

“Y/N have you seen my—okay you are making out with my friend.” Clay looked away laughing.

You pulled away from Jeff and sat up fixing each others hair. “Jesus, Clay. Knock much?” You giggle.

“Sorry…Wow this is just so wired. My twin sister and my friend.” He says and you and Jeff burst out laughing.

“Yeah well get used to it, Jensen. She’s a keeper.” Jeff says putting his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into him.

“Glad you two are happy.” Your twin said before he left leaving you to and Jeff to continue what you left off. ;)

for you @luisadontcurr


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A/N -  Thanks so much for the ongoing support for all the one shots I keep spamming you guys with. Any requests would be appreciated 

Bucky x Reader - Bucky gets jealous over Steve’s constant need to save you.

Warnings: Fluff, mentions of smut.

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