let me help you get cleaned up

AFTERCARE WITH DOM BTS

Seokjin:

★heart eyes at you p.1

★his dom mode would dissolves seconds after you’ve both come down from your highs

★he’d feel so happy and warm and fuzzy and like he could explode into rainbows

★he’d help you to the bathroom to clean and prepare yourself for bed

★then he’d bust out the matching pink pyjamas so you can sleep in style

★he’ll offer to make you food

★but you always say no

★because you’d rather cuddle with him rather than have him in the kitchen cooking

★sings you to sleep in that beautiful voice of his

★his plump lips will press kisses all over your face as you began to drift off

★loves to trace shapes on your skin

★when you wake up, he’ll have a huge breakfast made

★'jin, you didn’t have to’

★'you need your energy back!’

★'maybe some toast, then’

★'eAT IT ALL! BREAKFAST IS THE MOST IMPORTANT MEAL. SPECIALLY AFTER A NIGHT LIKE WE HAD’


Yoongi:

★aftercare varies with yoongi
★if he’s tired, he’ll just pull you close and shower you with kisses and ‘i love yous’ as you both fell asleep
★but if he’s not ooooh boy
★he’s gonna cuddle you close to him
★and whisper nothings in your ear
★maybe he’ll get you turned on again
★and you two can go another round
★maybe not
★he’ll be so gentle with you
★he’ll gently wrap you in blankets
★kiss all over you
★GIVE YOU SO MUCH PRAISE IN HIS GRAVEL VOICE
★'you made me so proud, kitten’
★'you took all of me so well’
★'tomorrow, i’m going to treat you like a king/queen all day’
★he’ll let you rest for a while before taking you into the shower
★will let you pick something from his wardrobe to wear to sleep in
★you’ll do so much talking when you’re like this
★he’ll tell you about song ideas
★you’ll tell him how school/work is going
★it’ll just be lovely


Hoseok:

★this precious angel thrives on feedback from you
★sometimes he worries that he didn’t do a good enough job
★if you tell him how good he made you feel
★shit son you’re in for a nice of none stop kissing and nuzzles
★seeing you post-sex is his favourite time to see you
★so he probably takes 342309832 photos to look back on when he’s on tour
★you ask anything from him, he’ll do it
★want a bath? sure
★order pizza? no problem
★want a penguin from the local zoo to join in the cuddles? yeah, give him 20 minutes
★loves staying naked to cuddle
★'more intimate’
★he has a speical playlist for times like these
★full of smooth jaz
★and some ye old love songs
★which sometimes he’ll sing along to
★when you fall asleep, he’ll tuck you in and give you plenty of kisses


Namjoon:

★oH DADDY™
★he’d laugh as you both settled from your highs
★'i think that’s the best sex we’ve ever had’
★he’d say it after every single time
★and it was true
★sex with namjoon got better and better
★he’d push hair from your forehead
★and gently pepper your lips in kisses
★when he’d made sure you were alright he’d go run you a bubble bath
★he’d sit behind you in the tub and let you rest against him
★would quote some poems he’s revised
★or softly sing your favourite song
★tbh the aftercare part with nams is better than the sex
★sue me
★when you’re done in the bath he’ll dry you and put you in your pyjamas
★then honey get ready
★because this guy ain’t letting you move from the bed


Jimin:

★he’ll clean you up
★then help you put on your pyjamas
★when you’re both settled in bed, he’ll just go full teasing mode
★'you should’ve seen your face!’ he laughed as he mimicked you
★'oh jimin~~~’

★'look how red your cheeks are!’

★just let him tease you and giggle then he’ll get to the cuddling
★he has to be the big spoon
★don’t fight him on this
★you’ll end up being death gripped by his thighs
★he likes sniffing your hair
★bc your shampoo is one of his favorite smells
★but he won’t admit that
★he’ll probably wake before you
★and make plans to take you out for breakfast


Taehyung:

★heart eyes at you p.2
★like holy shit this guy will just turn into a big ball of mush
★you’re his
★you’re his jagi
★and he loves you so much????
★you make him feel so warm and fuzzy
★he’s just stare at you and give you praise
★'you’re beautiful when you’ve been fucked good by Daddy’
★'you’re such a good girl/boy’
★don’t you even dare try moving after sex
★will play with your hair until you fall asleep
★won’t fall asleep until he knows you are


Jungkook:

★sMUG
★'who made you feel that good?’
★'who made you scream so loud?’
★'JUNGKOOK SHUT UP’
★after that he’ll be back to his normal self
★he’ll flop next to you and play with your hands
★after a while he’ll grab his phone and order take out
★will probably feed you if you’re too sore to move
★if you’re both not exhausted, he’ll put on the tv

Vive el Momento (Smut)

MASTERLIST

Requested: No, but @illuminateshawn and I live for drunk, festival Mendes in that red shirt from Amsterdam.

Word count: 4,947

“Can I have three large beers, thanks” I smiled, handing the girl in front of me my money. The sun was burning into my back, heating up my entire body slowly.

“I just love this weather” my friend Julia said. She closed her eyes, tilting her head back to fully enjoy the warm rays of sun burning in her face.

“Me too” I agreed, looking around the festival filled with drunk people having fun everywhere.

To me, this was what summer was all about; heat, friends, music and beers. Actually, going to festivals was my happy place, I loved the whole idea of just letting go and enjoy yourself as much as possible; meeting new people and staying up until the early hours when the sun rose again.

“Girl, don’t look now but that guy… he’s looking again” Julia laughed, taking of her black sunglasses.

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YOI Future!Verse ABO AU, Visual Headcanon Web Charts #01

So I always wanted to make one of these. Turns out my headcanons for the most part are WAY too wordy for these things and uh, they’re a bit of a mess >.>;; BUT I hope nonetheless that they’re somewhat fun to read even if barely legible, it was fun to make ^ ^;

1. Super basic relationship chart of the core members of the lovely poly family in this AU.

2. “Adults Think,” the color of each adult indicates their feelings towards the person to whom the arrow is pointing.

3. “Kids Think,” the color of each OC kid indicates their feelings towards the person to whom the arrow is pointing.

There’s obviously a lot more to it than what could be crammed in the lil text boxes, but a gist and pretty much the first things that immediately popped into my mind regarding their interactions. 2 and 3 also mostly show their thoughts while the kids are younger, which will change a bit as they grow up, to be covered in a future post.

*Recommended you right click view image to see full size bc the text is tiny oops

Because the text is so illegible, text only versions of charts 2 and 3 beneath cut, all elaborated quite a bit because I’m so rambly oops:

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IF YOU ARE NEW TO THIS AU: It’s Yuuri-centric polyamory in an ABO setting, Yuuri’s married to four mates (Victor, Yurio, Phichit, Minami) and they have OC kids.

BASICS of this AU

INTRO to how ABO works in this AU

OTHER POSTS (comics + illustrations) in the Future!Verse ABO section of my YOI Masterpost.

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Please keep ship bashing out of the comments/tags. Don’t like, just skip <3 Thank you.

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PLEASE DO NOT REPOST, EDIT, OR OTHERWISE USE MY ART WITHOUT MY EXPLICIT PERMISSION. More detailed rules available on my Rules & FAQ Post.

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Imagine...Getting Hurt On A Hunt

Originally posted by frozen-delight

Request: Could you do a Dean x Reader where they can’t stand each other. Right before a hunt Dean tells her something and hurts her feelings. On the hunt, the reader gets hurt but doesn’t say anything because of what Dean told her. They arrive at the bunker and Dean notices that the reader is asleep and tries to wake her up but notices the blood and freaks out?

Pairing: Dean x reader

Warnings: language, mildish injury


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bts - angry sex

requested :)

angry/jealous sex

jin

“god. I cant believe you jin!” you yelled as the two of you stormed into your shared apartment, jin slaming the door behind him.

“well i cant believe you either y/n!” he retorted back at your, practically throwing his shoes off.

the two of you went to a dinner that night with the other members. the whole car ride to the fancy restaurant was strangely quiet, but you didnt ask jin about it. when you guys got the restaurant, he barely spoke a word to you. 

you were talking to jungkook beside you when  you heard jin speak, “yah! namjoon, i know y/n looks like a slut tonight but keep your eyes up here.” your eyes bulged out of your head as he finished his sentence. you looked down at your dress, sure, your boobs were kind of showing, but you wouldnt call yourself a slut. 

you angrily stood up and walked out of the resturant, hearing jin groan from behind you as he excused you two from the table for the night. 

so now, the two of you stood facing eachother, eyes narrowed at each other, breathing heavely. 

“i cant believe you would call me a slut in front of your friends.” you groaned, your hand coming to rest on your forehead. 

instantly, something clicked in jin. his head turned to the side a bit, and his eyes scanned your entire body. “ well that’s just what you are isnt y/n? a slut.”

you were about to snap at him, but was cut off by him pushing you up agaisnt the wall behind you. 

“ you like the feeling of all these peoples’ eyes on you dont you?” he spoke lowly into your ear as his hands roamed your entire body. “ you like knowing that all those little boys were imagining doing things to you- dirty things.” your breath hitched in your throat at his words. his lips sucking on your jaw and neck as his hands moved underneath your dress. “those are just little boys though y/n, let me show you what a man can do to please you.” 

Originally posted by aestheticpinkjoon

suga

there your boyfriend was, sitting on the couch that you left him on earlier that day. by just standing in the doorway you could tell that he didnt do any of the chores you told him to do. 

“so yoongi, is all of the cleaning done?” you asked him as you took off your shoes, causing him to jump a little due to not hearing you come in. 

“uh no.” he responded, taking his feet off the coffee table. 

you sighed, “of course you didn’t, im the only one who needs to clean.” you walked into the kitchen and saw the pile of dirty dishes in the sink. 

now you heard yoongi stand up from his position and come into the kitchen.”what?” he asked, his eyebrows furrowed as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“i said that i’m the only one who ever cleans around here.” you repeated yourself, preparing for the fight that was about to begin. 

“i clean around here.” he stated, coming closer to you.

“really when? because i havent noticed.”  

he then pushed you against the kitchen counter, his hands on the counter behind  you so you couldn’t move. “i do the laundry, i clean the bathroom and i sweep. so i do clean around here.”

the closeness between  youtwo, made you almost forget what you were fighting about as he spoke those words. “fine, you do help a little, but not doing the chorse i tell you t-” you were cut off by him basically smashing his lips onto your own. 

“shut up and let me fuck you now yeah?” he said as he pulled back quickly, you only gettign enough time to nod before he’s ripping both of your clothes off and fucking you abruptly on the kitchen counter. it was messy, and it really did not help get your apartment any cleaner. 

Originally posted by jiminwhyyougotnojams

jhope

he was furious. beyond angry. he wasnt your normal sunshine that you and everyone else has come to love. his face was blushed red from yelling. veins in his neck were very prominent. his eyebrows were furrowed and he looked extremely hot. sure, you didn’t like him being mad at you but, he just looked so damn good. 

he sighed, “i cant keep yelling anymore y/n.” he said and sat down on the couch, his head in his hands. 

“then dont.” you smirked, coming closer to your boyfriend.

“what?” he looked up at you.

“fuck me instead.” now the both of you were smirking, the fight leaving your guys’ minds as you climbed onto his lap. his hands immediately gripped onto your waist, and you starting to grind down onto his member. his lips attached themselves onto your neck, biting harshly, making sure to leave marks. soft moans fell from your lips as your tilted your head back and closed your eyes. his hands now letting go of your hips and starting to rip off your clothing instead. 

your breaths mixed together for the rest of the night. his roughs, still kinda angry thrusts made you forget everything that happened a few hours before. 

Originally posted by parkjewook

rap monster

you have never seen him like this before. his nosrils flaring, his chest moving fast from heavy breathing and his eyes narrowed at you. his hands were even flinching at his sides. 

you guys had been fighting for almost a hour now, over somethng that didnt even matter anymore. you were furious at him, you wanted to keep fighting with him, but as his previous actions faded away and turned into lust, you knew it was over.

“come here baby girl.” he demanded, anger still laced in his voice. you followed his command and walked the few steps towards him until you were directly infront of him. “i think youve been quite mean to daddy tonight, maybe you should make it up to him, and he might do the same to you.” you nodded in response, his words fading your anger away and filling it with lust. “good. now strip.”

Originally posted by bexsblogposts

jimin

jimin rarely got mad, but he did get jealous- extremely jealous. so, when he was pushing you back into his bedroom and away from the boys, you werent really surprised. 

“jimin, what is it now?” you asked, your arms crossing over your chest. 

his eyes scanned your body before responding, “look what youre wearing.” 

your head and eyes looked down to see your outfit; your sleeping shorts, that you guess are pretty short, and a tank top. 

“all of the boys were looking at you, biting their lips, scanning your body.” he spoke as he walked closer to you, pulling your hips into his. thats when you felt it, his hard member poking into your hip. “they want you baby, but they cant have you since youre mine. only mine.” 

“yes jimin, i’m only yours.” you smirked at him, loving where this was going. 

he smashed his lips onto yours and pushed you down onto the bed, him landing softly on top of you. his hands went up the sides of your body roughly, and his hips grinded into your own. 

“i want you to be extra loud this time, make the others remember who you belong to.” he whispered into your ear before biting down onto your neck, a loud moan leaving your lips instantly, “thats it baby, be loud.” 

Originally posted by louizlake

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he was pinning you onto the bed, his whole weight on you so you couldnt move. you had made him mad, so you were expecting this. 

“youve made me very mad kitten. i think you should be punished.” his raspy voice spoke. 

almost instantly, you were stripped from your clothes and sprawled over his lap on your stomach. his hands roamed your ass before giving your right ass cheek a quick slap. the fabric of his jeans rubbing against your stomach since he was still fully dressed. “count every spanking or i start over. understand kitten?” he asked. 

“yes daddy.” you responded. 

your punishment went for another 19 spankings, your ass red as hell and tears streaming down your face in pleasure and pain- a feeling  you loved. 

“youve taken your punishment very well kitten. i think its time for your reward,” taehyung said, a smile spreading across his face as his long fingers started to play with the lips of your pussy. you bit your lip, trying to hold in your moans from the pleasure he was giving you. suddenly, a hand came down on your sore ass cheek, causing you to yelp out. “stop holding back, let me hear your pretty moans y/n.” 

with that, for the rest of the night, all that was heard were your moans and screams of pleasure and other erotic noises. 

Originally posted by jimin-bts-trashs

jungkook

he glared at you from across the club, not believing what you were doing. you knew he was watching, it was all apart of your plan. angry jealous sex is what you have been craving recently, so that is what you will get. 

you were standing infront of jimin, your hands running up and down his thighs as you leaned over a little, trying to push your boobs into his face.

“uh y/n, i dont know what youre doing, but i think you should stop.” jimin spoke to you, a bit taken a back and frightened. he saw the way jungkook was looking at the two of you and it was not good. 

“nono jimin, its all part of my plan. i need really good sex tonight.” you reassured jimin, a smirk almost instantly spreading across his face, 

“well i think its working because hes coming over here now, and he does not look happy.” suddenly, you felt a warm hand grip your wrist and spin you around.

“y/n. its time to go.” jungkook spoke calmly, but you could see the way his eyes pierced into yours, and how his jaw was clenched, that he was beyond pissed. you nodded to him and followed behind him as he started walking towards the exit, but not before smirking and winking back at jimin. 

as soon as you were outside, jungkook pushed you up against the brick wall outside the club. 

“you should know how i feel when men look at the way jimin hyung was looking at you like that y/n.” jungkook growled lowly into your ear, his hands griping your hips. “you’re mine. no one looks at whats mine like that.” you were about to respond until his warm mouth bite down on your neck, the cold fall breeze instantly cooling it. “im going to have to mark you everywhere so everyone knows whats mine.” 

Originally posted by roselstra

Dinner Party

Summary: After Bucky returns home from a mission all you want to do is stay in bed (naked) all day with him. But you two have to go to a friend’s birthday to make things fun he proposes a little game.

Paring: Bucky x Reader.

Words: 2575

Warnings:  There is a lot in fuffly in this, but also SMUT and loats of teasing.

This is a one-shot

Thank you to @drinkfantasy, for being my beta you are the best.

Originally posted by sebstanslaugh

You look at yourself in the mirror, felling happy about your appearance. You are wearing one of your favorites dresses, it is navy blue with a modest cleavage in the front and another masive one in the back.

You look cute for your friend’s birthday, your make up it’s done in a very simple away, just some mascara and lip gloss. You turn around and see Bucky who is lying on your bed almost sleeping. You sit by his side and he hides his face on your lap. You start playing with his hair, making him moan at your gentle actions.

“Are you sure you want to come along? You can stay here and sleep a little. I won’t hold against you if you don’t come with me.” You know that he is tired, Bucky came back home around 4 a.m. from a two weeks mission and he only slept a few hours.

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anonymous asked:

Dude, requests are back up, awesome! How about DAI companions + Krem de la creme reacting to the inquisitor being one of the last avian folk?(Like, they have big ass wings, so they always wear an even bigger cloak to hide them, and during battle somehow, they end up losing the cloak? They can legit fly with them)

Cassandra: She stares and stares before angrily demanding to know why they hid this from her. They sheepishly explain their situation, and she calms down, but it doesn’t change the fact they hid it. When she eventually gets over it, she sometimes just sits and watches them fly around (which they do for fun; they’re actually sort of relieved to be revealed for this reason). It makes her nervous, at first, worrying they’ll suddenly drop, but she’s awed by how agile and graceful they are in the sky. Once or twice, they have to pick her up and drop her somewhere else, and it makes her nervous every time they pick her up, and she hates how helpless she feels suspended in the air. If Romanced: Sometimes he takes her flying for no reason other than a good time. She likes it significantly more than non-romanced flying. Eventually, they’ll land, and have a quiet, serene place to sit together while she listens to him recite poetry.

Blackwall: He stares. That’s all he can do as he gawks with a slack jaw for a long time. He has no words– trying for speech just results in helpless sputtering. The man stands aside as the others fuss and try to make sense of the situation, and speaks last. He gets over it, though, once he hears the story, and doesn’t mind at all. “They’re like a pair of griffon wings,” he admires, “powerful and fast.” If the Herald can lift him up, it makes him supremely uncomfortable the first time they take him into the sky, but he finds that he thinks it’s fun. If Romanced: He regularly compliments her on how beautiful her wings are, and he tries to help itch and clean the spots she can’t reach easily. He brings her flowers that grow all the way up on a mountainside, and she gently teases him and says she could just fly him up there. “No, my lady,” he refuses, “it’s not the same if all the work’s taken out of it. You shouldn’t waste your time helping me get you flowers; let me do the work.”

Iron Bull: After getting past the initial shock, he’s utterly green with envy. It looks like SO MUCH FUN, taking off like a dragon to the skies. The Herald tries to pick him up (to no avail, he’s too heavy) to give him the experience of flying, so he takes it upon himself to make them stronger and faster, so they can. Push-ups with wings, laps around Skyhold, timing their speed of flight, you name it. “Just wait. You’ll go back to your people and fly circles around them! When you can finally lift me up, you can air-drop me on the enemies for an attack from above! It’s gonna be great!” If romanced: Hot. He’s 100% into this. He snickers if any feathers get ruffled or fall off after sex. “Did I ruffle your feathers, Kadan?” he teases, and he just laughs as they slap him with a wing. He ties one of the feathers that fall off to the dragontooth necklace, as long as they don’t mind.

Sera: She’s freaked out and utterly shocked. She has no idea how to react, so she just stares for a long time, sputtering helplessly. She feels bad later at how upset they seemed at her facial expression. “Aw, shite… well, your feathery ass is welcome here, alright?” she reassures. She likes tossing things at them when they’re flying to see if they can catch it, and it becomes a sort of game/exercise routine. She also talks them into using their wings to prank others. She screams the first time they pick her up and take her into the sky, but soon she realizes she likes it, so long as she trusts the Herald. Sometimes she’ll ask to be taken with them, because she thinks it’s exhilarating– and a few times, shoots arrows at people from above while the Herald carries her. “Death from above! Arrows from the sky! I even have a source of feathers for fletching at any moment! Hah!” A few times, if she needs them, she’ll just pluck a feather clean off if there’s none lying around, and sticks her tongue out as the Herald protests. “What? You still got a lot of ‘em. Your wings are huge!” Also jokingly refers to wings/feathers sticking out as “wingboners.” If Romanced: She likes tickling her wings and playing with her feathers, and sleeping under a wing when they’re in bed together. “They’re soft. And fuzzy. And cute.” she gushes. She also learns how to preen the feathers, and takes to doing so regularly out of affection, at least in the areas her girlfriend can’t reach with ease. She typically finishes it off by taking a feather or two that falls off to keep for herself.

Varric: “Holy Mother of Andraste’s ass.” he breathes, taking it all in. He comes around quickly, though, and asks a lot of questions– though few on anatomy, unlike Dorian, and more on who they are, where they come from, and about their people. He’s fascinated, and taking notes. Sometimes when he’s out of writing quills, he wryly asks them if he can take one of theirs– or may just take one if they drop off from time-to-time. He’s not a fan of going into the sky, at all. “You know, I like the idea of getting as far away from the Stone as possible,” he says nervously as he looks down at the world below, “but this is a bit too far. Dwarves don’t fly.”

Cole: He knew, and he doesn’t mind in the least. “I am sorry. The others know, and they want to help. They don’t mind the wings.” He also comments that the others are happy while watching the Herald fly, and the Inquisitor takes to doing small shows on a regular basis for the crowd at Skyhold, which always draws large numbers. Everyone is cheered by the amazing sight of them in the sky, and morale goes up. People start sitting and waiting for hours before the show starts. Cole smiles– they helped.

Dorian: About five million questions start flying from his lips as soon as he’s out of the initial shock. How fast can you fly? How many feathers do you have? What’s the bone structure of your wings? Can you stick one straight out so I can measure how long it is? Where are your people from? Why are you the only one out here? It makes them more than a little uncomfortable, and he feels bad when he realizes how uncomfortable they are. “Oh.” he says, suddenly quiet. “I… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… if you need to talk, let me know?” He loves watching them soar through the sky, and he takes notes as he watches. He considers them and their wings utterly beautiful, and he feels honored to know them and witness their flight. He does not particularly care for going in the air, though, citing a sudden fear of extreme heights as he clings to the Herald, trying desperately to not look down. If Romanced: He loves preening his lover’s feathers, because it’s hard for them to reach behind and get them clean. He finishes it all with a kiss. He feels so safe under his boyfriend’s wings as they lay together, and he silently smirks as he imagines his father’s reaction to seeing his boyfriend.

Vivienne: She has to work to hide her complete and utter shock, and briefly scolds the Herald for not telling her before. When they’re comfortable, she examines their wings in detail. She figures out a grooming regimen. “Darling, everyone knows what you are now– there’s no point in hiding your wings any longer.” She smiles. “So use them. Preen them. Take the time and effort to make them presentable. You will be imposing, awe-inspiring, beautiful, majestic, and everyone will know it with a single glance.” She introduces them to her tailor, who manages to make them outfits that accommodate the wings– even accentuate them. Vivienne does not like being taken into the sky, but tolerates it if necessary in combat.

Solas: Their people were known to the ancient Elvhen, but their numbers were in slow decline– he’s honestly surprised that there’s any still around at all. He’s sympathetic to them, and surprises them by being the least shocked of any of the party members. He claims that he has seen their people before in the Fade, and suddenly the other party members are coming to him, asking for information. When he shakes them off, he mentions to the Herald that they shouldn’t hide their wings, for they are beautiful and proof of their ancient people. He asks them a lot of questions about the current state of their race, about their society, which befuddles the Herald. He doesn’t seem to mind being lifted into the air, if need be, and may even ask the Herald to carry him to places inaccessible by walking alone. If Romanced: They spend dates just finding places that only winged creatures can reach, and they look over the world together. They slumber and see memories previous unexplored by the remote location, and Solas feels genuine happiness that someone can understand the value of unexplored dreams. “Thank you, ma vhenan. Thank you…”

Cullen: He just sighs. Somehow this doesn’t even shock him. Maybe he’s seen too much. He’s a bit frustrated that they didn’t tell him to begin with, but lets it go readily. He asks if they know any others of their kind who would be interested in joining the Inquisition– flying soldiers would be excellent– and finds himself bewildered as they tell him that the vast majority of their people are shy and mistrustful of land-dwellers. He apologizes, and does not press the matter further. He enjoys watching them fly, and compliments them on their ability, but absolutely hates being taken off the ground and into the sky in any circumstances. If Romanced: He’s somewhat more tolerant of being taken into the sky, but he still doesn’t like it. Sometimes when he’s having bad dreams, he awakens as one of her wings gently folds over him, covering him softly, affectionately, and his heart rate slows. He’s safe, and she loves him, and he feels it. He goes back to sleep in peace, happy with what he has and who he loves.

Leliana: She’s just envious, if anything; she wouldn’t mind being able to fly. She was wondering what they were hiding, and found several stray feathers (which may or may not be in unusual colors) from time-to-time, and this explains it. She takes it pretty calmly, and asks if they know any others of their kind that might be willing to join as agents, or even airborne couriers. If the Herald ever takes her into the sky, she acts totally calm, but she LOVES it, even though she doesn’t say so.

Josephine: She’s at a loss. She tries to quickly compose herself and awkwardly make sense of the situation, but once the shock wears off, she’s endlessly curious about being able to fly. She watches them zip through the sky with grace and speed and is utterly mesmerized. Like Vivienne, she encourages a strict preening regimen– if they’re going to have wings, they might as well make them presentable. Eventually, the Herald offers to take her flying, and she squeals with a mix of delight and a bit of fright. Her hair blows loosely, and the wind’s on her face, and by the time the Herald brings her back down, she’s dazed and eager for the next time they fly together. If Romanced: They take her flying with them all the time, and it makes for interesting dates. She giggles and squeals (and on one occasion, screams as they do a loop with her in their arms) and has the time of her life. They always end it by landing somewhere picturesque, and they sit together, cuddling and admiring the world around them.

Krem: “Your… your Worship?” he asks, shocked, not sure if he’s seeing correctly, or if Bull’s pulling a prank like that time they all covered themselves with feathers– but no, it’s really them. If they don’t mind, he asks them questions about flying, and remarks that the Chargers would love having one of their kind on the team, if they know anyone looking for work. Sometimes he tosses his stuffed winged nug plushies at them from the ground, and they catch, not unlike the game played with Sera. He really likes flying, and admires the view of the world below.

Daddy’s Little Girl

Title: Daddy’s Little Girl

Characters: Negan x You/Reader

Synopsis: You used to be a nude cam model. Negan was your favorite customer. What are the chances that you’d see him again now that the dead’s taken over the world?

Warnings: NSFW, smut, daddy kink lol

Note: This got me back on track yay. Not sure if there will be a part 2 to this…yay or nay? ;)

Again, italicized parts are flashbacks.

You clicked your tongue in irritation when your captor started pushing you into the premises of the compound you’ve been spying on. He snickered at you when you glowered at him, “Got a problem, sugar?” he sneered as he shoved you forward again.

“You tied my hands but not my feet. Point is, I can walk on my own. No need to keep on pushing me.” You hissed and started walking ahead of him only to be pulled back.

“Nice try, bitch.” He mocked and placed a hand on your upper back to push you again.

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Sam Holland Falling for you: Headcannon

  • Alright Sam Holland is such a cutie so I gotta show some love for him
  • So you’d meet Tom first
  • You met Tom while working as an intern on his new movie
  • You two would become the best of friends and after knowing each other for a while you flew home with home
  • He was so excited for you to meet his family
  • So you guys were almost to his house and you were so nervous but excited
  • Tessa would greet you at the door, of course
  • Tessa was so much cuter in person, even though you didn’t think that would be possible
  • Nikki and Dom welcomed you with open arms
  • Nikki told you the twins and Paddy were out doing something but they would be home soon
  • As you guys were chatting on the couch the front door opened and in walked three boys
  • They walked into the living room and you immediately locked eyes with a tall, cute, freckled face boy
  • He literally stopped in his tracks because of how beautiful you were
  • Sure he’d seen pictures of you but those pictures didn’t do you justice
  • “Finally, lads. I want you to meet someone.” Tom says and you guys stand up and walk over to them
  • “This is my friend I’ve been telling you about, Y/N. Y/N these are my brothers. The youngest here is Paddy, then this is Harry, and last but not least we have Sam.”
  • You shake their hands and when you touch Sam’s hand you felt SPARKS
  • You guys sat down on the couch as Nikki and Dom went to check on dinner
  • You sat between Tom and Sam and he’s all :))))))))
  • But then Tom puts his hand on your thigh and then he’s :(((((((
  • Of course you were dating Tom he thought to himself
  • Little did he know you thought of him only as a friend
  • “So, Y/N, We’re sorry you’ve had to spend all this time with Tom, but now you’re with the better brothers” Harry jokes
  • “Fuck off, mate” Tom says and you laugh
  • When Sam heard your laugh he thought the heavens had just opened
  • “What are you so quiet for, Sam?” Harry points out
  • His face turns SUPER red
  • “I’m always quiet.” He replies
  • Tom and Harry look at each other and give evil grins.
  • “Tom and Paddy I need your help.” Harry says out of the blue
  • “With what?” They ask at the same time
  • “No time for questions. This is urgent.” Harry lies and the two follow him
  • Leaving you and Sam alone ;)
  • It was awkward at first but then he decided to ask you about Tom
  • “So, uh when did you and Tom get together?”
  • You laugh
  • “Me and Tom? Dating? No, no we’re just friends.”
  • “Oh so like do you have a boyfriend back home or something?”
  • “No. I’m focused on myself and if someone happens to come along then that’s great, but if not that’s ok too”
  • !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • Now that he knew you were single he grew some confidence
  • Nikki called everyone for dinner
  • “How about I give you a house tour after dinner?” Sam asks
  • “I’d love it”
  • AAAAHHH
  • Once again you sat between Tom and Sam at the dinner table
  • Sam’s chair was quite close to yours
  • Your hands would “accidentally” brush up against each other and Tom and Harry would chuckle
  • Dinner was filled with laughter and getting to know the Holland’s.
  • Dinner was finished and you helped clean up
  • Sam thought it was so sweet
  • “Still up to give me a tour?” You ask Sam when you walk into the living room
  • “Tour of what? His bedroom?”
  • Sam gives his brothers a death stare
  • “Come on, Y/N, let me be a gentleman and show you everything.”
  • 10 seconds into the tour and this boy tripped over a chair
  • Poor boy was so embarrassed
  • “I’m sorry I have to laugh. But are you alright?” You help him up.
  • “I’ve been better.”
  • Clumsy by Fergie was literally his anthem when he was around you
  • WHAT A CUTE DORK
  • “This is just a random room/ office.”
  • You look in and see a piano
  • SAM PLAYING PIANO IS MY WEAKNESS OK
  • “Do you play?” You ask and step and to the room
  • “Uh Yeah. A little” He got shy about it
  • “Well I’d love to hear you play some time” You smile at him
  • LASTLY he showed you your room while you’d be staying with them and it was right next to his room :) how convenient
  • It was getting late and you were tired so you went to bed
  • He decided to go to bed BUT COULDNT SLEEP BECAUSE HE WAS SO EXCITED TO SEE YOUR FACE TOMORROW
  • YAY it was finally morning time
  • He walked out to see you and Harry sitting on the couch, laughing
  • He was a bit jealous
  • You were in a T-shirt and athletic shorts with a messy bun but he thought you still looked super beautiful
  • “Good morning, Y/N, how’d ya sleep?” He asks and sits down
  • “I slept really well. Thanks again for the tour.”
  • “Anything for our guest of honor”
  • HARRY ROLLS HIS EYES SO HARD
  • FAST FORWARD TO THE AFTERNOON
  • You guys decided to go on a walk
  • Harry and you had gotten close and we’re walking ahead of Tom and Sam
  • Sam decided to tell Tom he liked you
  • Tom was a little upset because he wanted to ask you out but he could tell you were into Sam
  • You stopped walking so Sam could catch up to you
  • Omgshewaitedformedoesshelikeme
  • “It’s so cold out. My hands are gonna freeze off” you say to him
  • Secretly you hoped he’d hold your hand
  • “Can I, uh, hold your hand? So um it doesn’t freeze of because t-that would kinda suck”
  • Smooth, Sam, very smooth
  • You grabbed his hand and intertwined your fingers
  • “Awwwww” you heard Harry and Tom exclaim
  • Sam flipped them off and you laughed
  • “So I was thinking. I should probably get your number or something so uh we can hang out more and stuff.”
  • “Sam, you guys are literally staying in the same house.”
  • “Thanks, Tom, I wasn’t aware.”
  • Ofc you give him your number and yes he DEFINITELY put cute emojis next to your name
  • UGH I just wanna date Sam Holland is that too much to ask for

A/N: SAM IS SO CUTE AND THERE NEEDS TO BE MORE CONTENT OF HIM ON THIS SITE. Also,this isn’t the best but it’s getting late so I rushed it a little. Kinda wanna make a part two??? If you want a part two let me know

Slow and Steady

Word count: 1,236

Warning: LOTS of fluff, smut, oral (female receiving)

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Request/Summary: Thank you for your request (I’m so sorry I just re-read the request and it said massage, not shower, but oh well. I probably should have done that before but I could have sworn it said shower.)

After a particularly rough hunt Sam takes good care of the reader in more ways than one.

Originally posted by out-in-the-open

It had been a particularly difficult and strenuous case, but it was finally over. All of your muscles ached, you were bleeding from what seemed to be everywhere, and dirt and grime covered your body. After making it back to the motel you slumped onto the bed, relishing in the sweet rock-hardness of the mattress and the course brush of the cheap sheets against your tired skin. Dean had gone to his room, refusing to drive you back to the bunker until you had all had a night’s rest and recovery. Sam returned to the room half an hour later once he had patched Dean up and vice versa.

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anonymous asked:

How can I get myself in the best mindset?

This is a great question, and I’m going to answer it like in a personal sense cause I dont know what is good for everybody but, 

- Clean!! I know I always feel so much better when I clean my room or my space or wherever I am in that time, it helps reduce anxiety and I get the like anxious procrastination of just letting the mess build up but trust me if you put on some music and force yourself you’ll feel a ton better

- Take a shower, I feel like it helps you process things and be numb for a little while while you just stand there and think, which we all need sometimes. Afterwards put on lotion and brush your teeth, anything you need to feel clean. 

- Put together a playlist. Make one of your favorite songs, things that help you focus or make you happy (( or *cough* *cough* go check out our spotify for some cool tunes lovelysuggestions )). I personally make a new one with different songs each month, it really does give me something to look forward to. 

- Turn off social media, and youtube. I feel like when im on them I’m in a fishbowl of just like unproductivity and my brain is literally rotting away as I keep clicking different things every 6 seconds. Even netflix I feel is better than that, just getting through a show or something. 

- Do something productive. Do something that will stimulate your mind or challenge you. Read, MAKE SOMETHING, it’ll make you feel clean and help unjumble your head a bit, and I think the action of doing something start to finish is really rewarding. 


Those are my tips, I don’t know if you guys feel the same but that’s kinda how I get to my best mindset sometimes <3

Tony Stark/Iron Man - You Look So Familiar

Originally posted by theperkybuttofrdj

Tony runs into a 14-year-old girl outside of a coffee shop and spills his coffee. When she freaks out and tries to run away, he stops her and asks her if she’s okay and notices that she looks very familiar. He takes her back to the tower to get cleaned up and Natasha points out that she looks just like him. So, Tony tests her DNA and finds out she’s his.

Requested by: Anon

Pairing: Tony x Daughter!Reader

Characters: Fem!Reader, Tony Stark, Harold “Happy” Hogan, Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Wanda Maximoff, Vision, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson. Peter Parker, Thor Odinson, James “Rhodey” Rhodes (Mentioned)

A/N: Thank you to @mo320 and @molethemollie for being my betas for this!

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The Divide Series: Shape Of You

A/N: A few of you have been asking for some body positivity - here it is, my friends. Dedicated to all of our lovely bodies. xx



You had spent all day getting pampered.

Harry spared no effort—it was your first award show that you were ever going to, the first one after Harry and you started dating. It had been about four months and the media had just clued into the fact that the two of you were an item—meanwhile, Dunkirk had been nominated for an Oscar, which meant that Harry had a red carpet event to be at.

At first, you were hesitant to even show your face. You were an absolute stranger to all the fame that came along with being Harry Styles’s girlfriend, and you weren’t sure if you wanted to draw that much attention to yourself— but you knew how important this night was for him, and you needed to be there for support.

You spent hours that day getting your nails done, hair styled, and make-up applied. Harry had brought in all the best people to his home— Lou basically turned the entire living room of his house into a studio, alternating between you and Harry every couple of hours. The majority of her focus was on you, though, and you got the idea that she was excited to finally be able to have a lady to play around with and doll up.

You had picked out your dress about a month before— it was custom made for you, so you had to pick it out ahead of time so that it could be made and hemmed and fitted to your body type. Whereas Harry had settled on wearing a simple all-black suit, you picked out a brightly-colored dress that went well with your skin tone. It was what you were most excited for about the entire endeavour— the little girl inside of you felt like an absolute princess.

About two hours before you were due to be on the red carpet, you were finally all dolled up and ready to slip into your dress. Lou sent you upstairs to your bedroom to get dressed while she put the finishing touches on Harry’s short curls.

You practically skipped up the stairs, grinning ear to ear. You usually weren’t a fan of Harry pampering you this much, but it was a special event, and today had been a lot of fun— you usually were not the center of attention, and it was a nice experience to have. You hummed lightly as you walked into your closet and grabbed the custom-tailored dress from Harry’s closet that Lou had picked up on her way over that morning.

You set it down across Harry’s king-sized bed and undid the zipper of the cover that it came in— your heart skipped a beat with giddiness. You ran your fingers across the soft fabric and grinned, impatient to try it on.

You unbuttoned the shirt that you had been wearing that day and slipped off your shorts, along with your bra— the dress was tight enough on you that you didn’t need to wear a bra with it, which was a major bonus. You were almost dancing as you carefully slipped the dress off of the hanger and held it up in front of you, doing a little spin on the tips of your toes.

You unzipped the back of the dress and stepped into it— you pulled it up carefully and slowly. It was a little tight around your rear but you tugged it a bit harder and it slid over your bum, hugging your curves closely. You slipped your arms into the straps and reached behind you to grab onto the zipper at the bottom of your back, pulling upwards.

You stopped breathing, a nervous pang shooting through your chest.

The zipper wouldn’t go up.

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Do you think the hospital wing had resources for treating cats, too? All it takes is one dropped beetle eye, one gillyweed root, one spontaneously combusting puff ball…

And let’s face it, cats would happily chew on plastic bags and straight up danger if we let them. Electrical cords? Zap noodles. Can you imagine the trouble cats get into at a school where they have free access to magic?

“Uh hey Andrew your cat is totally stalking the giant squid”

“God damn it not again”

“My cat is terrified of the house elves and refuses to let them clean the common room, the trash is piling up, send help”

“Yeah she ate something on the floor and she’s been floating around knocking things down for about 3 days–oh yeah, she’s having a blast, but the litter box is on the ground so you tell me”

“What do you MEAN she killed it in the forbidden forest it’s 3 times her size–KITTY DON’T EAT THE ACROMANTULA”

“Guess who has a lifetime ban from the greenhouses?? You do!!”

Caught in the Rain- Bucky x Reader(f)

Authors notes: Since y’all love the fluff….lol This one is from my requests! Thanks @tatortot2701. Also, I rushed to get this out so forgive me for spelling or grammar errors..

Prompt: Okay, get this. Coffee shop au with Steve and Bucko

Notes/Warnings: Vomit worthy fluff and kissing.

Originally posted by seabasschino

 Your alarm clock buzzed and you smiled wide. Six am was no reason to grin but going to get your morning coffee was. You’re local shop was run by two of the cutest baristas in the entire world, and you had the hots for one in particular.

 You showered quick and braided your hair into a messy bun- which worked for business casual- and slipped on your favorite dress and heels. Okay, you were trying extra hard today but with good reason.

 Today was the day you would ask out James. At least you would if you could muster up the courage. You checked your make-up one more time and grabbed your purse and rushed out the door.

 The walk down the street was actually not terrible. A little dark and gloomy with the oncoming storm but, you were other wise distracted by thoughts of your dark haired dream boat. He always smiled at you when he took your order and would stepped away from the register to make your coffee himself.

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Get Some Rest

A/N: Fluffy!Shawn below hehehe. This is my first time to ever post any writing to Tumblr, so I am EXTREMELY nervous. I apologize for the name (I suck at those). Thank you to everyone who has helped me edit and reedit this imagine 20 times. You are all so appreciated. I hope you like it. Feedback is appreciated.


 I stretch my arms out and turn over.

Empty?

I lay in the bed, and I could see the light was still on in the office down the hall.

How long had I been asleep?

I look at the clock. 3 a.m.

Shawn had been working since about midnight on a melody he discovered earlier that day while playing around on his guitar. He wants the song to be perfect and that’s understandable, but this late?? I slide out of the bed and let out a troubled breath as my feet hit the cold floor. Walking down the hall quietly, there sits Shawn with his back turned to me. He’s still hard at work, strumming chords and scribbling incoherent thoughts on paper like he’s been doing for the past 2-3 hours. Standing behind him, I wrap my arms around his neck, kiss the top of his head before resting my chin on it. He places his warm hand on my arm and lowers his head to kiss my skin.

“Hello darling, what are you doing awake so late?”

He is concerned about my sleep which is sweet, but the boy has to get some rest of his own. He has spent many long nights in this office for the past week, and I was beginning to worry that he was overworking himself. He is obsessed with perfection, but he is in desperate need of a break.

“I was sleeping until a bright ass light woke me up. I wonder who’s fault that may be,” I giggle in his ear, “it’s late and you really should get some sleep”.

He laughed softly, “I’m so close though. Really babe, it’s all coming together so perfectly. Just listen”. His voice now sounding like an eager child. I comply and sink down beside him in the chair, and he smiles as he begins to play. He starts to play an euphonious tune. Of course everything he plays is beautiful but this was different. So raw and pure. I could see Shawn was proud of it because he couldn’t stop smiling as he strummed the chords slowly.

“You’re right baby, it’s incredible. But why don’t you come to bed, and you can finish the rest tomorrow?” I suggest leaving a small kiss on his check.

He actually looks at me for the first time since I had walked into the room and cracks a smile when notices I have on his big t-shirt. God, when he looks at me with that smile. That beautiful, bright smile that makes my heart flutter. That smile could break me at any moment. That smile, is mine.

“Why are you looking at me like that, Mendes?”

“Oh nothing,” he stops his gaze, “you have the most gorgeous bedhead is all. Very sexy”

Letting out an embarrassing chuckle, I hit his chest as he winks, grabbing my wrist to pull me into his lap. He looks at the shirt I’m wearing again and raises his eyebrow.

“Oh, so THAT’S where my favorite shirt went. I was beginning to think it grew legs and disappeared,” he puts his guitar down and pulls me into a tight embrace.

He puts his head on my shoulder and lets out a soft sigh. He is tired, but he is too afraid to admit it. He wants to finish this song tonight, but he needs sleep. I reach up and start to run my fingers through his hair.

“Come on love, let’s get some sleep. You can continue this in the morning”

I get up and begin to pick of his papers that contained failed attempts at lyrics he had discarded throughout the room. He looks at me and opens his mouth as if to protest, but he finally gives in and starts to help me clean up the office. He put his important papers inside his laptop and closes it. Once we picked everything up, he put his guitar on the stand and we headed for our bedroom. I got into the bed and buried myself into the covers while Shawn got ready for bed. I giggled to myself as I could hear him humming his newly discovered tune as he brushed his teeth. He is such a goober, and I adore his cute little quirks. I am pulled out of my thoughts as I hear the water shut off and the door open. He’s just in his boxers. God, does he look sexy as ever. His defined abs and toned arms. I have to control myself. NONot tonight. He needs sleep. I try and remind myself. He gets into bed and cuddles up to my side.

“Do did you really like what I have so far lyrically, darling?”

Shawn loves getting feedback. It has always been something he has craved from the people close to him. He truly values my advice and it makes my heart flutter to know that he takes it into the utmost consideration.

“Yes it was beautiful. It has a more edgy sound. Different from your other songs, but I honestly think it’s a good different. To me, it shows you’re really growing as an artist, and I am so proud of you. You work so hard, and it is really paying off for you, love. I just wish you wouldn’t work yourself so hard all of the time. It’s okay to take a rest sometimes. Some people would even consider it healthy,” I tease as I poke his nose. He scrunches his face at my touch and smirks.

“I know baby, but I just want everything to be perfect, ya know? Even when I think I’m giving my all, I feel like I could still give more. So many people are relying on me and I don’t get a break just because I’m younger than the average artist. If anything, it makes me have to prove myself more to prove that I am meant to be ranked in the same category as bigger artist. But I do understand where you’re coming from, darling. I love you so much. I promise I will try and cut myself more slack”

I smile and lean up to kiss him softly murmuring a soft “I love you” between us. I adore his ambition and passion so much. He is such a genuine person, and I am so thankful that he is mine, all mine. He wraps his arms around me and hugs me tight. Leaving a tender kiss on my forehead. He fingers then trail down my back and go underneath my shirt as he caresses the small of my back. His touch sending shivers down my spine. He was drawing shapes into my back as my eyes grew tired.

“Are you ready to go to sleep yet, love? You really need some rest,” I yawn against his chest. He giggles at my words which were barely audible, but he got the gist. He leaves a lingering kiss my forehead one last time.

“Are you positive that you’re tired though? There are so many other things we could to you know…” he says and I look up in disbelief and let out a chuckle at his words. This kid is actually suggesting this when it is almost 4 in the morning. Got to give him props for trying.

“Shawn it is late and YOU should be asleep anyways. The whole reason I brought you to bed was for you to rest. Not for you to score. Not tonight, no sir. Ask me again in the morning and maybe you’ll get lucky,” I say as he lets out a soft laugh.

“Alright alright, goodnight my love,” he buries his face into the blanket before whispering, “better make the morning worth my while then”

I giggle as I slap his chest with my tiny hand.

He gives me one last kiss before I snuggle into his warm body. I loved being close to him. We didn’t always get to share moments like this, so I cherished the few we had. I always feel at ease when I have him here with me. He felt like home, he was my home.

anonymous asked:

DAI companions reacting to the Inquisitor being badly injured? Romance companions as well please?

Cassandra: She’s scared and worried, of course, but she knows what to do. She gets them out of harm’s way, pours some healing poultice over their wounds, and warns them before she does that it will sting (it does, and she apologizes as she applies it), and gets them to a healer. She lets the healer do their job, but as soon as they’re out of the tent, she asks about their condition. Later, she visits them and warns them to be more careful in the future. If Romanced: It proceeds largely the same, except only if the healer allows it, she stays with him while the healer works, clutching his hand as he moans or even screams in pain, depending on what the healer does– be it potions or poultices or stitches or surgery. “I know it hurts. Stay strong and stay still. I’m here with you, and you’re going to be okay. Hold on for me. Please…”

Blackwall: He hauls the Inquisitor out of danger and hurries to camp in search of a healer. He’s panicking and running as fast as he can go, heart palpitating with fear as blood trickles down from them onto his armor (he doesn’t mind). He passes them to a healer and stays nearby, wincing when he hears their cries from where they’re being treated. If Romanced: He stays by her bedside as the healer works, holding her hand and squeezing it, wincing if she screams in pain. “I’m so sorry I didn’t do a better job of protecting you,” he apologizes, “I won’t leave you now. I’m not going anywhere. Breathe.”

Iron Bull: He picks them up and books it to the nearest healer, and stuffs one of Stitches’ poultices down their throat for good measure (in spite of their disgusted cries). It doesn’t bother him in the least how much they squirm or scream or kick or cry; his only thoughts are getting them to a healer and somewhere safe to recover. He stands guard nearby as the healer works, and offers them strong booze later to take some of the pain away. If Romanced: He acts the same, but on the inside, he’s fucking terrified. He stays with them through it all, squeezing their hand and talking them through it. “I know, Kadan, I know it hurts. I’m here. You’re going to be okay. It’s going to hurt like a motherfucker, but you’ll be okay…”

Sera: She curses, loudly, and hurries to the Herald’s side, trying her best to get them up (if conscious) or rouse them (if unconscious). She’ll shoot anyone that isn’t a party member that gets too close. “Stop dying, you!” she orders, shakily and angry. She manages to get them to a healer, and she promises them booze as soon as they’re all cleaned up by the healer. If Romanced: She stays with her as the healer works, griping her hand as she groans or even screams. “I’m here, love, it’s going to hurt but it’s going to be okay. You have to be okay.”

Varric: He curses and drags them out of harm’s way if they can’t walk, and applies healing poultices until someone else can pick them up and carry them back to camp. If they’re conscious (and either moaning or screaming in pain) he tries to soothe them as best he can. “Come on, Boss,” he hums nervously, “it’s not time for the hero to die. Not yet.”

Cole: He’s at their side in a flash, tending to their injured areas as best he can, knowing exactly where it hurts and how much, with or without their shouting. If he can do so without hurting them more, he actually uses a potion to knock them out, because they won’t feel as much pain. “You can’t die. People need you. So many will hurt if you die…”

Dorian: Lets out a steady steam of Tevene curses as he rushes to their side and begins casting as many healing spells as he knows and snapping at anyone who gets in the way if they aren’t a healer. He gets someone to then carry them back to camp where a healer is, and stays nearby, willing to help however he can. If Romanced: The same as above, but like the others, he sits in with them while the healer works, murmuring reassurances and silently pleading that they make it.

Solas: He handles it practically, casting healing spells to stabilize them, then getting them to camp. He checks on them periodically, sometimes to cast more healing spells, others to simply to ensure they’re alright. If Romanced: He’s much more panicked as he tries to tend to her; he can’t bear the thought of her dying, not now, not ever. He barely leaves her side until she heals, sleeping or awake, the former of which is the only time she doesn’t feel as much pain, so he tries to keep her relaxed while in the Fade– less stress, less pain.

Vivienne: Like Solas, she handles it in the most efficient and practical manner, stabilizing them, taking note of where the injuries are and how severe they are, and relaying them to whatever doctor takes over their care. She always seems to come by when the pain flares up the most, with a potion that handles the worst of symptoms. “Please,” she urges, “feel better soon, Darling. Let me know if I can help you any further.”

Josephine: She finds out after they get injured. When they come back to Skyhold to recover, she makes sure their room is clean and comfortable, that they have good food and clean baths, and the best of the healers on hand to help them. She visits them in their quarters with cookies and a card that reads Get Well Soon, and checks on them at least once a day. If Romanced: She panics and darts to their side as soon as they arrive in Skyhold. Every moment that does not require her work or attention, she’s with them, doing her best to keep their spirits up, and to reassure herself that they’ll be okay.

Leliana: She finds out quickly by her messengers, and comes to visit the Herald once they get to Skyhold. She does not flinch as they cry out if the doctor’s treatments hurt or as their pain rises; she just reassures them that they’ll make it. She has someone stationed nearby the whole time just to make sure no one tries to attack the Herald while they’re already down.

Cullen: He winces when he hears it, and if the injuries were the result of an attack, he ups the amount of soldiers following the Inquisitor, much to their chagrin. He visits now and again to wish them a swift recovery. If Romanced: His heart sinks when he finds out, and spends the time waiting for her to come back to Skyhold a nervous wreck, pacing and working incessantly. Once she’s actually there, he waits for her at the gates, sees her to her room, and spends any moment he’s not working with her.

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Prompt: Very clingy Tiny Virgil. All he wants is to be held and cuddled by Patton and when he tries to put him down to cook or something he just cries until he picks him up again. Lots of fluff please

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“Up!” Virgil yelled, jumping at Patton’s sides with arms outstretched.  “Up, up, up, up, up!”

“OK, kiddo, c’mere,” Patton cooed as he lifted the tiny anxious side up, settling him on his hip.  “What’cha been up to, huh?”

Virgil clung to Patton’s shirt and rested his head on Patton’s shoulder, sighing dramatically.  “Nothin’,” he said exasperatedly.  Patton snickered and carried Virgil into the kitchen.

But, as soon as he tried to set the child down so he could start dinner, Virgil started to shout.  “No!”  He clung to Patton tighter, locking his arms around Patton’s neck and digging his heels into the moral side’s ribs.  “I don’ want dooooown!”

“Verge, if I’m gonna fix any dinner, I have to put you down, OK?”

“No!”

“Verge-”

“No!”

“Sport, I need to-”

“Nooooooooo!”

Of course, at this point Patton had Virgil’s feet on the floor, and it didn’t take much at all to get him off.  But, as soon as he was free of the emo child, Virgil fell forward and sobbed into the floor.  It hurt, oh did it hurt, to watch the child sit there and cry, but Patton had noticed Virgil was becoming very dependent on him, and while Patton did love that Virgil was so quick to cling to him, he also realized how bad that could be.  So, for Virgil’s sake, he had to let him cry it out.

Patton reached in the fridge for a pizza, careful to avoid grabby hands that reached for his ankles.  “Verge, you wanna help me clean the table off?”

“Noooooo-wahhhh!” Virgil cried, wailing into the linoleum.  “I want up!”

He sounded so upset, so distressed…but Patton had to be strong!  He had to let Virgil get over this!

“Why’s he crying, Pat?”

Virgil wailed even louder when he heard Roman come in, and he whipped around to show off his tear-stained face when Logan came in as well.  The anxious side stretched out his arms toward Logan, begging the logical side to lift him up.  It broke Patton’s heart to see the poor child settle for Logan, to see Virgil hug his neck and bury his face.

Oh, the kid was mad.  Very mad.

“Dinner’s almost ready…” Patton said as he grabbed plates out of the cabinets.  He could still hear Virgil’s whimpers, and the small shushes from Logan made Patton want to just rush over and snatch Virgil up, but he needed to get them both over this.

But, as they sat down around the table for dinner, well Patton broke.  He couldn’t stand watching Virgil just sit there on Logan’s lap!  He reached over and lifted the child up, plunking him down in his lap.  Virgil giggled happily and curled up, turning around to hug Patton’s neck.  

“Pat-Dad!” he squealed excitedly as he wiped his snotty nose on Patton’s collar.

“You’re weak!” Roman fussed, dodging the hunk of crust Virgil threw at his head.

Across The Hall [Chapter 1]

Originally posted by parkchanyeolieoppa

A/N: Shoutout to my LOVE @kpopfanfictrash for blessing me with this concept. You’re the best, my dear.

Chapter 1 of Across The Hall

Series Genre: AU/Fluff/Smut/Angst

Park Chanyeol x Reader


“When are you going to finally admit you want to kiss me, Y/N?”

The deep baritone shook you from your daydream as the sound of the washing machine ending its cycle rang loudly.

Your blurred vision refocused and you realized you had inadvertently been staring at your obnoxiously handsome neighbor.

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Littlewing (BigBrothers!Batboys x Reader)

A/N: this is also very very cute ahhhh! (Dami is supposed to be 15-16 in this)
Warnings: None! Very Dick based.
Prompt: Bat boys with a little sister? Around 7-8 years old. Dick can call her Littlewing!


You were grinning from ear to ear as Dick walked through the supermarket, carrying you on his shoulders.

“Okay, Littlewing,” he said, referring to you by his nickname for you. “You get to pick one cereal, what do you want?”

“Lucky Charms!” you exclaimed, pointing at the row of boxes of your favorite cereal.

“Sure thing, kiddo” he replied, pulling the box from the shelf and dropping it into the cart.

“You’re the best big brother! Tim never lets me get Lucky Charms,” you complained.

Dick just smiled and chuckled, pushing the cart to go check out.

You returned to Wayne Manor, bouncing through the halls and into the kitchen where Alfred would be.

“Good afternoon, Master Dick, Mistress (Y/N),” Alfred greeted.

“Alfred!” you cheered running up the the butler and hugging his leg. “Dick let me go help him with his grocery shopping! A-and we got ice cream and he took me to the park!” You rambled on excitedly about your day to Alfred while Dick stood in the doorway, smiling.

“That sounds lovely, Young Mistress (Y/N),” Alfred responded, kneeling to your level. He patted you on the head affectionately. “Now, why don’t you go and get cleaned up for dinner?”

“Yeah!” you agreed, before dashing off.

Alfred stood back up, shaking his head slightly. He loved having children in the manor.

It was the next day, and you were playing with your older brothers.

“Jay! You can be the mean alien captain!” you said, assigning him his role in your game of pretend.

“Aw, come on, kid? Why am I always the alien?” Jason whined.

“A-a-and that’s your ship!” You ignored him and pointed at the couch. “Put on your mask! It looks like a mean alien face!”

Dick and Tim both snorted at your comment as Jason sighed and placed his mask over his face.

“Tim, you’re Jason’s first mate! That means your his left hand man!” You said proudly.

“I think you mean right hand, Captain Littlewing,” Dick said, smiling at you.

“O-Oh! Right! Right hand man!”

“Damian you can be-”

“I’m not playing. This is ridiculous.”

“Oh- uh- okay! You can be the beautiful space princess the aliens have hotstage! You don’t have to talk too much!”

“It’s pronounced hostage. And I am not an alien princess,” Damian retorted.

“Dick! You’re my first mate! And this is our ship!” You exclaimed, hopping on the couch opposite the one you had assigned Jason and Tim. “Start!”

“Attack!” Jason yelled, jumping off his “ship” and running over to yours.

“Release the princess!” You yelled, shooting at Jason with your imaginary blaster gun.

“Never!” Jason cried “shooting” back at you.

“For the last time, I am NOT a princess!”

Dick and Tim pretend fired at each other from across the room.

You darted past Jason over to the opposite couch. “I am exploding your ship Mr. Alien Captain!”

“I don’t think so!” Jason said in a fake menacing voice., striding over to the couch in half as many steps as it had taken you to run there.

You looked up at Jason and Tim as menacingly as a seven-year-old could. “Commander Dick! I need backup!” you yelled.

Dick came running across the living room, firing his imaginary blaster at his brothers.

Before you even knew what had happened, Jason had picked you up and was spinning you.

“Let me go, Mr. Alien!” You said in between fits of giggles.

Even once Jason set you down, the room was still a chaotic mess of grown men playing alien for the sake of their little sister.


Bruce walked through the halls, his mug of coffee in his hand. He sighed contentedly as he headed towards the living room for some much needed relaxation.

When he opened the door to the living room he was greeted by three grown men firing fake guns at each other and screaming about aliens.

He sighed and turned around. Hopefully there were no aliens in the library.

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