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[LYRICS] 봄날 (Spring Day) by BTS

Korean 

보고 싶다
이렇게 말하니까 더 보고 싶다
너희 사진을 보고 있어도
보고 싶다

너무 야속한 시간
나는 우리가 밉다
이젠 얼굴 한 번 보는 것도
힘들어진 우리가
여긴 온통 겨울 뿐이야
8월에도 겨울이 와

마음은 시간을 달려가네
홀로 남은 설국열차
니 손 잡고 지구
반대편까지 가
겨울을 끝내고파

그리움들이 얼마나
눈처럼 내려야 그 봄날이 올까
Friend

허공을 떠도는
작은 먼지처럼
작은 먼지처럼
날리는 눈이 나라면
조금 더 빨리
네게 닿을 수 있을 텐데

눈꽃이 떨어져요
또 조금씩 멀어져요
보고 싶다 보고 싶다
보고 싶다 보고 싶다
얼마나 기다려야
또 몇 밤을 더 새워야
널 보게 될까 널 보게 될까
만나게 될까 만나게 될까

추운 겨울 끝을 지나
다시 봄날이 올 때까지
꽃 피울 때까지
그곳에 좀 더 머물러줘
머물러줘

니가 변한 건지
니가 변한 건지
아니면 내가 변한 건지
내가 변한 건지
이 순간 흐르는 시간조차 미워
우리가 변한 거지 뭐
모두가 그런 거지 뭐

그래 밉다 니가
넌 떠났지만
단 하루도 너를
잊은 적이 없었지 난

솔직히 보고 싶은데
이만 너를 지울게
그게 널 원망하기보단
덜 아프니까

시린 널 불어내 본다
연기처럼 하얀 연기처럼
말로는 지운다 해도
사실 난 아직 널 보내지 못하는데

눈꽃이 떨어져요
또 조금씩 멀어져요
보고 싶다 보고 싶다
보고 싶다 보고 싶다
얼마나 기다려야
또 몇 밤을 더 새워야
널 보게 될까 널 보게 될까
만나게 될까 만나게 될까

You know it all
You’re my best friend
아침은 다시 올 거야
어떤 어둠도 어떤 계절도
영원할 순 없으니까

벚꽃이 피나봐요
이 겨울도 끝이 나요
보고 싶다 보고 싶다
보고 싶다 보고 싶다
조금만 기다리면
며칠 밤만 더 새우면
만나러 갈게 만나러 갈게
데리러 갈게 데리러 갈게

추운 겨울 끝을 지나
다시 봄날이 올 때까지
꽃 피울 때까지
그곳에 좀 더 머물러줘
머물러줘

English

I miss you
Saying it like this makes me miss you more
Even when I’m looking at your picture
I miss you

Time is too cruel
I detest ourselves
Seeing each other’s faces even once
Has become difficult for us now
It’s nothing but winter here
Winter comes even in August

My heart runs on time
Alone on a train in snow country* that’s left behind
I want to go the other side of the earth
Holding your hand
And end winter

How much longing
Should fall like snow till the spring day comes
Friend

If I were snow that is drifting
In the empty air
Like tiny dust
Like tiny dust
I’d be able to reach you
A little faster

Snowflakes are falling
I’m getting further away little by little again
I miss you, I miss you
I miss you, I miss you
How long must I wait
How many more nights must I stay up
So that I’ll be able to see you, able to see you
So that I’ll be able to meet you, able to meet you

Passing by the end of a cold winter,
Until the spring day comes again
Until flowers bloom
Please stay at that place for a bit longer
Please stay there

Is it you who changed
Is it you who changed
Or is it I who changed
I who changed
I even loathe the time that’s passing at this moment
We’re the ones who’ve changed I guess
Everyone is like that I guess

Yes, I detest you
You left but I couldn’t forget you
Even for a day

Honestly I miss you
But now, I will forget about you
That will be less painful
Than resenting you

I try to blow away the you who makes me feel cold inside
Like smoke, like white smoke
I say that I’ll erase you
But honestly, I can’t let you go yet

Snowflakes are falling
I’m getting further away little by little again
I miss you, I miss you
I miss you, I miss you,
How long must I wait
How many more nights must I stay up
So that I’ll be able to see you, able to see you
So that I’ll be able to meet you, able to meet you

You know it all
You’re my best friend
Mornings will come back
Because no darkness, no season
Can be forever

It looks like cherry blossoms are blooming
This winter’s also ending
I miss you, I miss you
I miss you, I miss you,
If you wait for just a little
If you just stay up a few more nights
I’ll come to meet you, I’ll come to meet you
I’ll come pick you up, I’ll come pick you up

Passing by the end of a cold winter,
Until the spring day comes again
Until flowers bloom
Please stay at that place for a bit longer
Please stay there

(T/N: * “A Train in Snow Country” is the Korean title of the sci-fi movie “Snowpiercer”.)

Trans cr; Mary, Hyeeun & Lim @ bts-trans
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『Learn Korean with Kpop』BTS - Spring Day

보고 싶다 이렇게 말하니까 더 보고 싶다
I miss you, when I say that, I miss you more

보고 싶다: I miss you
-니까: since, because
이렇게 말하니까: since I saying (like) this
더: more

너희 사진을 보고 있어도 보고 싶다
Although I’m looking at your photo, I still miss you

너희: your
사진: photo, picture
을: object particle
보고 있어 (보고 있다): looking at
도: although, even though

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Yoonbum’s Dream Analysis

This chapter seems to be about Yoonbum and his feelings somehow portrayed very abstract, just like a dream. But I also think this could be Yoonbum trapped in Sangwoo’s world. So here’s my interpretation of it:

“I DON’T WANT TO BE ALONE”

We see him step into an almost empty and scary room which I’d like to think represents Yoonbum’s life. He looks around frightened and thinks he’s lost. “Am I lost?”  He only sees one way, a corridor. It’s either that or go back, and he chooses to enter the corridor:

The way he touches the walls reminded me of the first chapter when he enters Sangwoo’s house. Parallels? Could be. Meanwhile, the phone in his pocket rings, twice. The first time, the voice tells him to go towards the ‘sound of the piano’. The second time, it tells him to go back.

This could represent Bum’s internal thoughts and struggles, deciding whether he should go back or move forward and ‘follow his heart’ (aka the sound of the piano). The fact that the phone has no buttons, could show that Bum feels he has no control over this situation and his feelings/thoughts. He can only accept them or dismiss them.

He decides to follow the sound because he’s scared of being alone. He ignores all the blood which are the warning signs. Could show how he’s been dealing with Sangwoo all this time even after knowing he’s dangerous. Just because (like Sangwoo) he also doesn’t want to be lonely.

THE DOOR

Yoonbum should NOT open this door and we as readers know that. A horrible world is behind that door. And I think it could represent two things. One, murder (could be the murder of Kim Seokho) OR Sangwoo’s world! Yoonbum holds the key and he opens the door. Once he’s inside, the door slams shut and disappears. There is no going back!

THE TICKET MAN

This person can represent 3 characters in the comic.
1. Yoonbum’s uncle: And if it’s him, it explains why he is behind bars and has no fingers! Yoonbum wants to keep him ‘away’!
2. Sangwoo’s father: If this is Sangwoo’s father, it changes the whole meaning of this chapter. This is not just Yoonbum’s dream since this is Sangwoo’s father that’s letting Bum into Sangwoo’s world.
3. Kim Seokho aka the gay bar man: This person(?) looks dead. His body is pale and inflated (how a dead body looks if it’s drowned or stays in the water for too long).
The only confirmed dead people here are Sangwoo’s father and Kim Seokho.

GUILT

These pictures change after Yoonbum remembers Jieun. Everything turns terrifying and he hears screams asking for help. The hands could belong to Kim Seokho as he was tied up. And as @yoonicidal mentioned somewhere, this could be how Yoonbum sees women before and after killing Jieun. The picture of flowers also changes to fingers as Yoonbum runs past it.

A voice asks Bum to arrange these by color as if it’s a game! It could be Sangwoo’s voice.
“Do you like it? I wanted us to be friends so I prepared a game..”

THE MOVIE

The movie is Bum’s past and life and people are laughing at him. This could be how Yoonbum feels about people. That they find his pain a joke. Nobody cares about him.

SEUNGBAE

We see a ‘mini’ version of Seungbae, trying to help Bum but he’s small because he’s insignificant to Bum. His efforts are not enough. Yoonbum has no hope and believes he’s doomed. Seungbae tries to get his attention but Bum doesn’t even lift his head up to look at him. The hand holding Seungbae could represent ‘the authority’ whoever that is. Officer Park or even his co-workers. He breaks free but eventually the hand grabs him again and takes him away.

THE CLOWN pt. 1

I think the clown represents not only Bum’s fears but also Sangwoo, as Sangwoo is a big part of it.

First I want to remind you of a line from chapter 1:

“Who is that person…? The Sangwoo I know… … is a much more considerate person…”

After that, many things happened between Sangwoo and Bum but we know one thing for sure. Despite him having feelings for Sangwoo and staying with him, he has been scared the whole time. Sangwoo makes fun of him (just like the clown laughs at him) And Yoonbum is scared Sangwoo wants to hurt him (Just like the clown does). THIS PERSON was not the Sangwoo he knew.

Yoonbum hears the sound which represents HOPE! The hope that Sangwoo has been giving him. He starts running away. He wants to run away from THIS PERSON. THIS CLOWN is not Sangwoo.

THE PICTURE

Meanwhile Bum comes across a really creepy picture. And the mole reminds me of only one person:

Sangwoo’s mother! And if she is indeed Sangwoo’s mother, it’s more likely that the ticket man is Sangwoo’s father.

THE CLOWN pt. 2

The picture could indicate how he’s losing his sanity or innocence or even how he’s getting closer to ‘his death’ as he tries to run away from the clown. (The summary of his life with Sangwoo)
Yoonbum hears Sangwoo’s voice calling him, ‘Bum… I’m here… I’m right here.’ And it made me think it’s the clown calling him especially since in one panel the clown is reaching out towards him. Yoonbum sees the recorder (it represents the false hope that Sangwoo has been giving him).

The clown is now standing there with a knife. The killer. And we see an empty frame. We know so far all the frames have been like ‘coffins’, holding dead people’s pictures. Could this one be Yoonbum’s?
The clown? He is everything that’s going to kill Yoonbum. His fears, his painful life. This clown is a nightmare. Yoonbum has completely given up, until he hears Sangwoo’s voice. “Bum…”

The background slowly changes to white. The nightmare slowly disappears,

1. Now the first possibility, the nightmare Yoonbum has been running away from, the clown, the killer, it has turned into his savior. Or was he the same person all along and Yoonbum only had to stop being scared? The killer and Sangwoo can be the same person. Sangwoo can be both his fear and his shelter.

2. The second possibility, Sangwoo caused the nightmare and the clown to vanish.

Going through everything Yoonbum did in this chapter, being humiliated and blamed, suffering, it was to finally be able to ‘SEE’ Sangwoo. This is what Sangwoo means by ‘I’ve been waiting a long time…’ until you understand me/see me/join me.

Whether the clown and Sangwoo were the same or Sangwoo caused the clown to disappear, we can agree on one thing. To Yoonbum, Sangwoo is his shelter/savior.

[All images belong to Lezhin and the author/artist, Koogi]

Exposure // The Preacher’s Daughter Part Three [A Mitch Rapp Smut]

Author: @minhosmeanhoe

Series Masterlist

Series: Part One Part Two

Relationship: Mitch Rapp x Reader / Mitch Rapp x OFC

Warnings: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Smut, Fingering, Virginity Loss, Sinning, Daddy Kink, and Swearing.

Word Count: 8,233 (I got slightly carried away)

Song: Dance For You by Beyonce

A/N: I love Nia so much in this she reminds me of season one Stiles and aaah it just makes me smile brightly. Also, I really hope you guys like the surprise ending as much as I do.

“He’s at your house?!” Nia freaked out at me, slamming my locker door shut in the girl’s locker room. “The same guy from the club?!" 

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Possible Future

Summary: In the middle of the night, Bucky shows up in your house with his son in his arms looking for someone to talk to.

This is my submission for @whotheeffisbucky AU Writing Challenge! . My choice was single parent au

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words:1775

Warnings: Fluffy, so much fluff.

Thank you @drinkfantasy for beta this for me you are amazing. 

credits to the gif owners

Originally posted by sebstanslaugh

It is a beautiful Saturday night, the weather is warm, the stars are shining and your apartment smells like fresh baked cookies. What else could a girl want? You are almost falling asleep on your couch when you hear your doorbell ring. Who would visit you at 8 p.m on a Saturday night without previous notice?

When you open the door, you are not surprised to see Bucky with his son, Grant, in his arms on the other side. If someone was going to show up at your house without being invited this someone would be Bucky Barnes. Not that you mind, you loved to spend time with him and his little boy.

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Fluffy & Cuddly {Sentence Starters}
  • "Hey, scoot over. You're squishing me!"
  • "I didn't say you could stop hugging me."
  • "Stop hogging all the blankets!"
  • "You make a good pillow."
  • "How long can we stay like this? Because I don't want to move."
  • "Are you falling asleep on me?"
  • "You weren't watching. You missed the best part!"
  • "Don't stop playing with my hair."
  • "Would you mind handing me the remote?"
  • "Stop, your feet are cold!"
  • "Look, if you want food, you have to let me get up."
  • "You're warm. I'm cold. Let's cuddle."
  • "You fell asleep on me. Maybe you should go to bed?"
  • "Well, my arm's asleep, but I'm glad you're comfortable."
  • "Stop changing the channel, you jerk!"
  • "You're getting crumbs all over the blankets."
  • "I see you eyeing that pillow. Don't you dare."
  • "Don't move. I finally got comfy."
  • "Would you stop wiggling?"
  • "Hey, are you still awake?"

ACHING

PAIRING: park jimin x y/n

GENRE: hardcore fluff

WARNINGS: none

WORD COUNT: 1734

A/N: i really like this! i hope you guys do too! send me suggestions and ideas please! also, if you would like me continue this please say so!

SUMMARY: due to his girlfriend who drove you crazy, you hadn’t spoken to jimin in months. he had also distanced himself from you, and he didn’t seem to mind too much… or at least you thought so.


You and Jimin had split ways for a few months once he had gotten a girlfriend. He spent less and less time with you, and you were more than just slightly jealous. You had liked him since the two of you met, a little bit over a year ago. At times, you believed that he felt the same, but at others you didn’t think so at all. Jimin was a confusing creature to you, and you never could understand him. Especially when he called you in tears, apologizing and begging for you to come by the dorms.

“Jimin, I’m busy studying,” you sighed. Although you desperately wanted to go lay in his arms and hold him, you had priorities. Jimin whimpered, obviously sobbing about something that had absolutely tore him apart. “I can’t, okay? Plus, we haven’t spoken in months. Why would I come over even if I could?” You heard Jimin continuing to cry on the line, and your heart ached. He was your soft spot, and no time away from him could change that. If someone hurt your Chim, then they had hurt you worse. Sitting on your bed surrounded by textbooks, you let out a sigh. “Jimin, answer me.”

“I miss you. I’m sorry that I ever abandoned you to hang out with her. You should have been over her on my list of friends, and I’m sorry. Forgive me, please,” Jimin choked out the words. You bit your tongue, glancing at the time on your phone. It was an early Thursday morning, meaning you had classes at eleven. “Y/N, I left you and the boys to hang out with her. She didn’t even treat me good, so I’m a fool. I should have just spent my time with you guys, because you’re far more important.”

“Jimin, I don’t have time to hear you rant. Go talk to Taehyung…”

“Y/N! Don’t you hear me!” Jimin cried out, and I ran my hand through my hair. He was in pain, and he knew that he could get my attention. He cried on the line, his hiccuping sobs in the background. “Taehyung told me to come to you. All of the boys want me to talk to you. I messed up our friendship, and I want to fix this. The boys said that you haven’t been the same since I started dating that witch. I’m sorry that I ever did that to you. Please forgive me; I don’t want you to ignore me.”

I replied, “Jimin.” He whined softly, completely shattering me. He wanted me to come over, and that was clear. He wouldn’t be calling me if he just wanted to repair his mistakes. I let out a deep breath, not realizing I had held it in. His voice sounded familiar, although he was not in the best condition. He was familiar, and I had missed him dearly. “I understand you’re upset about what you did, but I can’t just forgive you. I want to —I really do— It’s just that I can’t. You… You weren’t there for me, and why should I be there for you?”

“You shouldn’t,” Jimin hiccuped. “I’m an awful friend and I didn’t appreciate you like I should have. You should yell at me and hang up the phone. You should block my number and tell the boys to never bring me around. You should avoid coming to the dorms whenever I’m here, and try to have the boys over at your apartment instead. You shouldn’t listen to me cry and beg, but you are. I love you, Y/N. You are the best person possibly in my life, and I don’t know why I ever pushed you out. Y—”

“Jimin, I’ll be over in a few minutes.”


It didn’t take you long to arrive at the dorms, and when you knocked at the door, Namjoon instantly opened it. His eyes were wide, and he let out a well deserved sigh. You could hear Jimin crying, and you watched as Jungkook waved at you over Namjoon’s shoulder. You had remained close to the rest of the boys, but nothing compared to what your relationships were like before. Namjoon moved out of the way for you, and you slipped off your shoes as you entered the dorms.

Jungkook led you around the corner, and you saw Jimin lying on the couch, covered in blankets. He hugged a pillow, not even realizing your arrival. His sobbing covered up all noise in the dorms, and you saw Jin trying to cheer him up. Jin held soup in his hands; soup that made you feel better anytime you needed it. Jin saw you and smiled, believing that you could help get Jimin out of his funk. Whatever had happened, it was probably regarding his girlfriend. Yoongi rested his body against the doorway of his shared room with Jin, his eyes showing his exhaustion. The boys were desperate, and they all knew your visit would help phenomenally.

“Jimin, Y/N is here,” Jin stated, standing up. Jimin immediately stopped screaming, and he looked over in your direction. He looked exhausted, and his face was red and puffy from the tears that left his eyes. Seeing him in that condition, you felt yourself breaking. You couldn’t leave him like that, and you wished you came sooner. “Will you let all of us sleep now? She’ll stay here as long as she can.” Jimin nodded faintly, and Yoongi backed up into his room.

Namjoon placed a hand on your shoulder. “Just get him to sleep and then you can come join one of us if you’d like. Or you can head home, but make sure to tell one of us beforehand. Thank you, Y/N. We’ll repay you in someway one day.” You nodded, seeing how thankful he was in his eyes. You and Namjoon had a weird understanding for each other, and that was probably caused by your work ethics. You were similar in how hardworking and goal-stricken you two were. The boys all thanked you before disappearing into their rooms.

You walked over to the couch where Jimin laid, hearing him whimper out in agony. He was the most vulnerable you had ever seen him, and that hurt like hell. You sat on the edge of the couch, and watched as Jimin’s bottom lip quivered. Tears stained his round cheeks, and you took a deep breath. He needed you, and just sitting beside him wasn’t going to help. When it came to Jimin, you knew that he was craving the arms of someone he cared for.

“I’m sorry,” Jimin whined quietly.

“N– no, don’t cry,” you stuttered, scooting closer to him. Jimin did exactly the opposite of what you asked of him, tears beginning to roll down his cheeks again. If you hated anything, it was making Jimin cry. “Jiminie… Don’t cry because you’ll make me cry. I don’t want both of us to be crying and disturbing the boys. You all need to rest, Jimin.” He sighed, his hand crawling out from under the blankets. He reached out for your hand, and you didn’t hesitate before latching onto him. You missed his touch. “You’re not going to sleep unless I’m here, are you?” Jimin shook his head.

Jimin scooted over, closer to the back cushions, allowing you to have space next to him. You slowly lifted your feet onto the couch, and felt your heart racing as Jimin covered you up with blankets. He wrapped his arms around you, sniffling. You placed your head on his shoulder as he shuffled down and hid his face in your chest. He intertwined your legs, squeezing at the back fabric of your shirt. He had missed you more than anything, and your presence had calmed him down already. He hadn’t realized how much he needed you until then.

“Jimin,” you breathed.

“Please,” Jimin whispered. “Just tonight. Forget about everything I did, and pretend that we are still really close.” You nodded faintly, placing your hands in his hair. You rubbed his scalp, making Jimin sleepy. It wouldn’t take long for him to doze off, but you lie awake, wondering what had gone wrong between the two of you. You had been so close, once upon a time. A girl had ruined all of it, and you wished that you hadn’t allowed her to. Jimin was your world before she came along.


The next morning, Jimin woke up before you. He smelled the fragrance only possibly belonging to Jin’s food. You were wrapped in his arms and fast asleep, and he knew that you wouldn’t wake up as long as he was there. Jin was clearly trying to be quiet, a smile on his lips as he stood in the kitchen wearing an apron. Jimin glanced down at you, seeing you holding onto the fabric of his shirt. He loved every moment of you being engulfed by him, and he realized that he would do anything to keep it that way. He loved you, and he wish he had known sooner.

“Aw,” Taehyung cooed, walking out of his room. Jimin sent a glare in his direction, and Taehyung quickly shut up. Jimin wanted to let you sleep for as long as you could, because once you woke, you both had to face reality. He was in pain because of his ex who cheated, and you were simply being a good friend. Taehyung smiled, leaning over on the couch to get a better view of you two. Taehyung had always had his suspicions about you and Jimin, and he seemed the most pleased out of everyone. You two were happy together.

“Don’t bother them,” Jin pulled Tae away from the couch. Taehyung frowned, and Jimin mouthed thank you to Jin.

You were ever so slowly coming to your senses, but you didn’t want to wake up. You had missed everything about Jimin, and laying there made you regretful for ever letting someone get in the way. Of course you had cuddled with all of the other members, but that was different. They were not Jimin. You felt your eyelids slightly shaking from wanting to open, and Jimin seemed to notice.

“Not yet,” he whispered in you ear. You smiled faintly, knowing he did not want to get up either. Jimin squeezed you lightly, placing his head on your shoulder. “I’m sorry, Y/N.”

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Jealousy Takes Control

Imagine request from @vitalanidragonbane for:
Jon X Reader where he is jealous(possessive) when he sees Theon heavily flirting with you even though you keep trying to tell him you’re already Jon’s. So when Jon’s wolf-like traits surface, he pulls you away to your shared bedchambers where he shows you that you’re his and he’s hers and nobody else can have her and he might just have to kill the next guy that flirts with her. SMUT PLEASE!!

Jon Snow X Reader

A/N: Smutty smut smut smut. Had so much fun writing this :) With love, Kat

Words: 2018

Jon Snow. A bastard of the North. He was incredibly beautiful. He had dark, brooding eyes and thick curly hair to match. His full lips felt like heaven on yours and his strong, but gentle hands perfectly complimented his muscular frame. He was all yours and you wouldn’t have it any other way. Jon had made you his months ago, claiming that you were his all along.

While you were walking through the halls of the castle, you heard the clacking of nails on the stone floor behind you and turned around to be met with Ghost’s large frame.
“Hey boy, you following me again?” you chuckled as you scratched behind his ear. The large wolf leaned into your touch and nuzzled his face into your neck. Ever since Jon made you his, if he wasn’t by your side, Ghost was. Even though some would find it overbearing, you found it comforting. No matter what, you were safe, and Ghost listened to whatever you said unless it was to leave you alone. He had strict orders from Jon to never leave your side if Jon wasn’t around.
“Come on, Ghost. Let’s go wash you up, your fur is a bit dirty” you said, leading the wolf up to yours and Jon’s shared bedchambers.

You undressed so that you were just in your underdress so you could wash Ghost without getting your dress wet or dirty. As the large wolf stepped into the tub, you grabbed the soap so you could scrub his fur and removed the dirt. He had turned from pure white to ash grey over the past month. After he was thoroughly cleaned, you reached to drain the tub and Ghost dipped his nose into the water, flicking it up quickly, successfully splashing water all over you.
“Ghost!” you gasped in disbelief and laughed, your underdress now soaked through and see through to the point of being able to see your breasts. He nudged your chin with his nose and you turned to the doorway, to see Jon leaning against it with a grin on his face.
“Your wolf is almost as insatiable as you are, Snow” you grinned, getting up from where you were sitting and allowing ghost to get out of the tub. You then moved to help Ghost dry off when you felt two muscular arms wrap around your waist and those perfect lips press against your neck.
“Ghost can dry himself, love” Jon whispered in your ear, “for now I have a bit of disappointing news for you.”
You frowned, “What’s going on, Jon?”
“I have to leave” he kissed your cheek, “for a little while” another kiss, “with Robb and my father” another kiss, “to handle some business in White Harbor” he said, planting a final kiss on your forehead.
“Jon, I don’t want you to leave” you practically whined, you hadn’t gone without Jon for more than a week and now he was leaving you for a few months.

But, just as quickly as you got upset, Jon turned you on almost as quickly.
“Love, you’re all wet. I think you need to get changed” he said, smirking and letting his voice drop into a low, seductive tone. He let his hands roam over the wet fabric, allowing his thumbs to tease your nipples through the thin underdress, eliciting a moan from you and causing you to arch your back. Jon let out a low growl and pinned you against the wall, you would be lying if you said his wolf-like traits didn’t get you soaking wet with desire. You loved it when he turned primal and being without him for so long was weighing heavily on your mind. You and Jon made love every night, sometimes several times throughout the day, and being without him for just a week nearly drove you mad. You weren’t sure your own hands could satisfy you for the months that he was going to be gone.
“Jon don’t tease me and leave me” you pouted, knowing he was going to have to go soon.
“Trust me, Y/N. I don’t know how I’m going to go that long with out being able to touch you” he said, wrapping his arms around you and holding you to his chest, “or kiss you. By the gods the absence of your lips on mine is going to drive me mad and not waking up next to you is going to make every morning feel like Seven Hells.”

The next day, Jon left and you were stuck in Winterfell by your lonesome. Well, you weren’t totally alone but it felt like you were with Jon not around, thankfully you had Ghost by your side the whole time he was gone. You had gotten much closer to Theon, Sansa, and Arya in the time that the boys were off in White Harbor. However, Theon seemed to be getting too close to you, letting his touches linger for far too long.
“Y/N, I was thinking we could go for a ride today, get away from the castle for a bit” Theon said, letting his hand linger on the small of your back.
“Theon, I suggest you remove your hand from me before Ghost removes it for you” you gestured to the wolf who’s hair was standing on end, with his teeth bared and an angry growl coming from his throat.
“I hardly think I should be afraid of a measly wolf” Theon started and then trapped you between his body and the wall, “he’s only here to watch over you until Jon returns. For now, I want you.”
“Quit it, Greyjoy” you replied, clearly annoyed.
“Y/N, I’ve wanted you for a long time. I can show you how good you should feel. I can make you feel better than Snow ever could” he said, running one hand up your side and letting the other keep you trapped against the wall.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Theon?” you hear a voice rasp out, and you see Jon standing a few feet away, his eyes wide with rage. Theon backed away from you in fear.
“Jon!” you yelled, running to him and wrapping your arms around his neck. You planted kisses to his face and neck while he stayed staring at Theon. Suddenly, he grabbed you forcefully by your chin and made you look up at him, the sensation bordering on pain.
“You. Are mine” he said, talking more so Theon would hear than telling you.
“I know” you smiled up at him. You could practically see the jealousy coursing through his veins and smell the anger radiating off of him.
“With me. Now.” Jon said as he dragged you off by your arm to your bedchambers.

The second the door was closed, Jon had you shoved up against it.
“Mine” he growled out as he pushed you harder into the door and marked your neck with bruises.
“Yes, Jon. All yours” you moaned out, letting yourself melt into his rough touches.
“What did he say to you?” he asked, walking you backwards towards the bed.
“H-he told me that.. He told me he could m-make me feel better than y-you c-could” you stuttered out, hesitant. You knew it would make Jon angry, but you had no idea just how angry.
“What? What the hell did he say?!” he was circling you now, like a predator circling prey. You were scared and massively turned on at the same time.
“He told me he could make me feel better than you could. But we both know that’s not true, baby” you said, almost pleading. He finally stopped circling and pushed his chest against yours, the backs of your knees hitting the bed.
“On the bed” he said, pointing to the lush furs that covered your shared bed.

Once you were laid down on the bed, he moved to untie your dress, his mouth following his fingers as he went. Once your dress was off, he hovered over you, taking in all of your features. He put his lips to your ear,
“I’m going to make you feel so good you’ll never even look at another man” he said as he let his fingers slide down your stomach and across your slick folds.
“Oh gods, you’re already so wet for me, love” he said, groaning at the feeling of your wetness.
“Only for you, Jon.”
Those words made him smile up at you as he kissed his way down your stomach and across your inner thigh. His beard tickling your skin as he went. He let his tongue sweep lazily across your folds and pushed two fingers into you, curling them upwards to hit your sweet spot. He kept curling his fingers and gently pumping them in and out, causing you to arch your back and thread your hands into his hair, pulling his face closer to you as he licked and sucked at your clit.
“I want you to finish on my tongue, love” Jon said as he continued to fuck you with his fingers. When he knew you were close because he felt your walls clenching around his fingers, he replaced them with his tongue, letting it explore you as he rubbed tight circles on your clit with his thumb. It didn’t take long before waves of pleasure were crashing over you, causing you to moan out his name at your high point.

Jon then removed the rest of his clothes and moved over top of you so he was resting on his forearms and he smiled and chuckled at you. In that moment you were happy you were laying down because of how wobbly in the knees his smile and laugh made you.
“I love you, Jon Snow”
“I love you too, Y/N Y/L/N” he said as he positioned himself at your entrance and slid into you while he buried his face in your neck and let out an obscene moan. When he was buried to the hilt inside of you, you couldn’t help but beg for him.
“I need you, Jon. Please” you said, arching your back and moving your hips in an attempt to get more friction.
“I’m going to make you feel so good you’re going to forget your own name, love” and with that, he began thrusting into you, hard and fast. He was pounding into you with such force that you were sure you’d split in two, his fingers digging into your hips. You were sure there would be plenty of bruises and soreness tomorrow, but you knew that’s what Jon wanted. He wanted you marked, he wanted everyone to know you were his.

“I’m close, Jon” you moaned out as he continued to thrust into you.
“Me too, love” he said, his thrusts becoming harder and more erratic.

Within moments, you were screaming each others’ names and he was spilling into you while you found your release all over his cock. He toppled down on you, not caring if his weight was too much and after a few moments of catching your breath, he pulled out of you and laid beside you, letting you rest your head on his chest.
“You know, Y/N” he said, lazily dancing his fingers across your back and shoulders, “I might just have to kill the next man that flirts with you.”
“Jon Snow, you’re insatiable and rabid with jealousy. You know I want nobody but you.”
“I can’t help but be jealous. I have the most beautiful woman in all of Westeros, I just don’t want anyone else to touch you.”
“Neither does Ghost apparently, I thought he was going to kill Theon a few times” you chuckled.
“A few times?” you saw rage flash in Jon’s eyes again.
“Relax, wolf. Ghost was protecting me” you smile up at him.

“I’m serious when I say I’ll kill the next man that flirts with you” he said, cuddling close to you.
“I know you are, Snow” you said, letting yourself drift into sleep. And before long the both of you were fully asleep, with Jon snoring lightly.

Dating Tom Holland would include...

Originally posted by spiderholland

A/N: Horrible day to hate my baby boy Tom, lol sorry not sorry. Also, Izzy this is for you (I know you’re gonna read it ♥)

Writer: Jess

  • Probably meeting him at a party or something
  • Tom being pretty self conscious around you while you two are not actually dating
  • Purely because he wants you to fall in love with Thomas Stanley Holland, not Tom “Spiderman” Holland, you know what I mean? 
  • And the thought of opening up so much to someone is kind of scaring for him
  • But once you are dating him, things change
  • Tom being as lowkey as he can about his relationship with you, at first 
  • His fans starting to suspect as you’re always with him, Haz and Harry
  • Having to deal with both the love and the hate you start to receive from them
  • Tom losing his fear of what can possibly happen because “life is too short, love, I gotta show you off”
  • Him taking you to every single premiere he goes
  • Some of them you’re gonna be on the red carpet with him, the other ones you’re just gonna be around with Haz
  • But you’re always gonna be there
  • Flying around the world with Tom whenever he has a press tour to do
  • Him asking you for a good luck kiss before every and any interview
  • So please, make sure you’re always around him, otherwise he’s gonna be like “Okay, Harrison, I can’t find my (Y/N), you’re gonna have to kiss me”
  • Actually, you having to deal with how close Tom is to Haz - and you loving it, because coME ON?????
  • Spending a lot of time with Haz when Tom is busy with a photoshoot or anything like that
  • Being really close to his family, to the point that sometimes his parents only let his brothers travel with him because you’re going too
  • Defending Harry when Tom teases him about his crush on you
  • “Thomas, I’m going to leave you for him, leave the kid alone!”
  • Facetiming your family and Tom simply joining you by shouting “HI, FAMILY”
  • Him going to visit your family with you
  • Having little silly fights with him, just like every single couple 
  • Tom crossing his arms and clenching his jaw when he’s mad at you
  • Kissing all over his jaw until he cracks a smile or pulls you for a hot kiss
  • Sex with Tom being either totally funny, awkward, loud and quick
  • Or slow, passionate, deep, quiet and sweaty
  • Him giving you piggy back rides
  • Borrowing his jackets
  • Planing a super birthday party for him
  • Staying awake the whole night just cuddling and listening to music with him
  • Having tons of playlists with him
  • Playlist for when you two are sleeping, cooking, on the car, having sex, flying, cleaning the house
  • Plus Tom never letting you clean his apartment alone
  • Staying with Tessa when he’s on another city/state/country and you couldn’t go with him
  • Tessa sleeping between you two sometimes
  • Having your pictures all over his instagram because like I said, he wants to show you off
  • Tom mentioning you on interviews but never calling you by your name
  • Whenever he talks about you, you’re “my girl”
  • Him loving to kiss you slowly for looong minutes
  • Making out with him all the time - on parties, before premieres, before going to sleep, while cooking, etc
  • “Hey, do you wanna make out?”
  • “Sure”
  • Tom being such a sucker for the way you hug him that he basically loves hugging you more than anything else
  • Massaging his back after a long time at the gym because he just works so hard to stay on that shape
  • Blaming you for it
  • “You’re always craving for pizza and ice cream, of course it’s on you, (Y/N)”
  • Waking him up at 3am to go eat some burgers
  • And Tom being like “hell yeah, let’s go”
  • Tom hating to see you cry and kissing your tears away, always
  • Holding your hands when you’re sad so somehow you know he’s there with you
  • Him always sleeping shirtless and wraping his arms around you, no matter how hot it is
  • “Thomas, I’m sweating, let me go”
  • “Shh, I’m sleeping”
  • Eskimo kisses after waking up in the morning
  • Sharing tons of cups of tea/coffee with him
  • Saying “I love you” to each other at least once a day
  • Both of you being beyond the whole jealous thing because you know none of you are actually going to leave the other
Doubt (reader x Bucky Drabble)

Characters: reader x Bucky, Natasha

Summary: A competition about who loves the other more reveals a deeper, sadder truth. 

Warnings: some fluff, then the angst. Sorry. 

Word Count: 1082

A/N: I don’t know where this came from but my brain wanted some late-night angst, so here you go. Perhaps I shouldn’t dwell on past relationships and their pitfalls late at night. Hm…
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Originally posted by gliceria

Chime.

You paused for a moment, tangled in an impossible dress that Natasha insisted you try on. Where the hell were the sleeves in this thing?!? Defeated, you decided to pull the dress off over your head and reassess the sleeves/neck hole/straps situation. Only Nat would find interest in such a complicated article of clothing.

Chime.

Freed from the cloth, you smoothed down your hair and took another look at the dress.

Chime.

“If you don’t answer that damn phone, I’m gonna smash it,” the redhead bellowed from the changing room next door.

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I don’t know how you cant see it.  
Everyone around us can fucking see it.
Who knows you better than I do? Who do you vibe with better than me?
We stay up talking for hours, about every damn subject. We know each other inside and out.
I push you to do better, to be better. and still you cant fucking see it.
You look at me and don’t see me, and Its not fucking fair because I see you. I see us, I see everything with you. I can’t look at another person, let alone be with another person. So I don’t know how you can be with her. I don’t know how you can love someone else when I’ve been here for so damn long, when I am whats best for you.
I don’t know how you can’t see how amazing this can be if you just let it.
Have you ever thought that maybe its not working with all these others because you are supposed to be with me? because its only going to work with me?
God did you ever even think about it? about us?
—  I just want you to feel something
being a minor in an abusive household

i did this same sort of post about being a college kid with an abusive household so i thought i’d do one for non-college kids!

***note: i’m not a minor anymore, but i’m remembering from back when i was a wee lil fetus and using that for this***

  • the “i have something important i need to talk about but who do i talk to if my parents will yell at me when i talk to them ??” problem
  • where do i go besides my room to escape ?????
  • (depending on how old you are/your ability) can’t drive anywhere so i’m Stuck
  • *gets bad grade back* shitshitshit what are they gonna say how am i gonna tell them
  • the “let’s see how long i can stay at school without causing suspicion” game
  • DoN’t LeT aNyOnE cOmE tO yOuR hOuSe
  • staying up super super late because that’s when the house is quiet and there’s no threat of an argument
  • “do i talk to them about x thing that they did/said that bothered me or do i leave it alone bc it’ll cause an argument and that’ll take an hour or so and i still have homework to do plus i gotta shower and get to sleep asap”
  • “you live under my roof so you will follow my rules”
  • *is late to school every day* teacher: is everything okay at home? parents: yup our son/daughter is just lazy and doesn’t get out of bed in the morning ha ha ha ha ha !

i know i’m forgetting things so feel free to add onto this and i’ll rb !

OVERDOSE STARTERS

as requested by anon

Person A

  • ❝Fuck, how much did you take?❞
  • ❝Hey. You with me?❞ 
  • ❝How long have you been – holy shit, I’m calling an ambulance.❞
  • ❝I thought you said you were clean!❞
  • ❝Did you do this on purpose?❞
  • ❝Tell me what hurts.❞
  • ❝What the hell did you take?❞
  • ❝You have to puke it up, now!❞
  • ❝Lets get your shirt off.❞
  • ❝Can you talk? Hello?❞
  • ❝You’re losing fluids, fast.❞
  • ❝You’re turning blue.❞
  • ❝You’re drenched in sweat.❞
  • ❝Good. Get it out of your system, there you go.❞
  • ❝Wake up! Hey! Stay with me!❞

Person B

  • ❝I can’t breathe.❞
  • ❝I can’t hear you.❞
  • ❝I can’t see anything.❞
  • ❝I can’t stop shaking!❞
  • ❝Leave me alone, I’m fine!❞
  • ❝My chest hurts. My chest really hurts.❞
  • ❝My stomach really hurts.❞ 
  • ❝I think I took too much.❞
  • ❝I’m sorry – I don’t wanna die. I don’t wanna die.❞
  • ❝I need to…go to…sleep.❞
  • Help!
  • ❝It wasn’t an accident.❞
  • ❝I wanna die, I wanna die–❞

I wanna take someone to a buffet and be solely responsible for picking their food. They’d stay at the table anxiously awaiting what I’m going to bring back… one plate? Two if I can carry them? Filled with as much food as possible. Seconds… thirds… fourths… fifths…then dessert!

I’d make them wear pants with a button just to see how long it takes until they beg me to let them unbutton them. When they’re on their fifth plate, I’ll walk over and give their belly a shake just to see if they’d let a moan slip out in the middle of the restaurant.

When they finally need to get up to leave, that’s when I’ll sit back and watch. Watch their shirt ride up when they struggle to put on their coat. Watch them cradle their belly with both hands as they waddle towards the door. I can hear them getting winded…

When we finally get to the car there’s a huge sigh of relief as they sink into the seat. They’d turn and look at me, a sly little smile on their face… “What is it, piggy?”

“I want more”

Alone

Pairing: Sam x Daughter!Reader, Dean x Niece!Reader

Summary: Since you came into a new foster family, things are becoming worse and worse. You reach a point where you can’t take it anymore.

Word Count: about 2700

Warnings: A little breakdown, abusive foster parents, apart from that just fluff I guess (please tell me if I missed something)

A/N: This is my (way too late, I’m so sorry!) entry for @winchesters-favorite-girl One Year Celebration (the prompt is bolded). Katie, you’re the best big sister we could ask for and an inspiration to us all. I hope for many more great years with you <3

Originally posted by heytheredeann

You’ve been sitting in your room for hours, opting between doodling on some notebook paper and checking your phone every few minutes. You jumped up from your chair once the two words finally lit up on the screen.

I’m here.

It didn’t even take you seconds to open the window and quietly climb through it. Relief flooded through you as you saw your dad standing there, leaning onto the black Impala, and he made some steps toward you. As soon as his arms were around you, engulfing you in a tight hug, the tears you’d been trying to hold back all day spilled over. Helplessly, he tried to shush you, rubbing his hand over the small of your back and kissing your hair.

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archie and cheryl dating would consist of:

  • red lipstick stains on his lips and his cheek and his neck and on the rim of his water bottle when he offers her a sip after practice
  • his beloved varsity jacket draped over her shoulders when she’s in her cheer outfit because let’s be real, fashion icon cheryl blossom would not wear it willy-nilly when there is potential outfit-clashing
  • (she does, however, make a habit of stealing his cardigans because they’re comfy and usually work with her wardrobe)
  • (speaking of fashion, graphic tees make her cringe and luckily archie doesn’t own many, but she lets it slide whenever he wears his spiderman shirts because it’s his favorite comic book in the world and it also happens to match her spider pins so whatever, it’s perfect)
  • archie fiercely defending cheryl at the drop of a hat
  • against her family and their classmates and even his friends from time to time, because it happens, it’s cheryl, there’s a lot of history, but veronica and kevin are open enough and betty and jughead are less so for reasons that he understands, but they make an effort for archie, and when polly gives birth and betty sees cheryl totally in love with the twins and there for polly, it’s easier to let the past be the past
  • archie talking his dad into letting cheryl stay for dinner and eventually staying some nights because her house is a hell hole and now that she’s confessed the extent of the bad blood between her and her parents, he wants to keep her as far away from that horror house for as long as possible
  • and yeah, i believe his dad would warm up to cheryl because she’s not her parents and when you learn to chip away at that wall she builds up he sees how vulnerable she is, how much she craves warmth and love and acceptance, and to just be wanted, and then he finds himself spoiling her a little
  • archie complimenting cheryl literally all the time, about anything and everything, because she gets this soft look in her eyes and it’s obvious that she didn’t get this kind of validation from her own family and has to teach herself to be confident, and she is and that’s great, but it’s nice to actually be told your worth instead of always having to convince yourself
  • on the flip side, cheryl doing the same with archie, praising his talents and his kindness and his big, big heart, because he’s always the first to put himself down and he shouldn’t always have to apologize for himself
  • cheryl is a Feminine Icon, okay, she’s no one’s property, but she likes wearing archie’s jerseys because he looks so damn happy to see her in his number and she really likes that
  • also it gets him all hot for her and she likes that too
  • speaking of which: archie always playing with the hem of her skirts when she’s straddling him when they makeout
  • because she’s always on top when they makeout, let’s be real
  • but, okay, maybe not always because sometimes she just likes how it feels to be held, likes the way archie lowers her all gently on his bed and kisses her soft and slow and sweet, and he towers over her like he’s trying to keep the rest of the world away
  • cheryl painting her toes on his bed while he messes with his guitar or does homework or plays video games with jughead
  • and on that note, cheryl and jughead being witty and catty with each other, but it’s actually kind of fun, and they’re also two different brands of cynicism and sarcasm and they kind of work together, too? and archie gets a kick out of it, just watches his girlfriend and his best friend bicker and get in full-blown debates at the dinner table while his dad shakes his head
  • archie and cheryl cuddled under a blanket in his backyard or on his porch while watching a movie on his laptop because it’s “like the drive-in” and she rolls her eyes but is actually very touched and he can tell
  • archie and cheryl sitting on the same side of the booth at Pop’s, sharing a strawberry milkshake
  • archie actually putting thought into his outfits because he knows fashion means a lot to cheryl, and jughead just rolls his eyes
  • archie constantly having to shoot apologetic looks when cheryl drops one of her infamous one-liners and then struts away, leaving everyone stunned in her wake, and archie is outwardly exasperated but inwardly amused by the whole thing
  • cheryl probably falls in love with archie before he falls in love with her because she’s always been so intense and had all this emotion in her and hasn’t had very many people care for her as genuinely as archie has and so of course she’s going to latch onto that, and archie feels like an ass for little while he’s still trying to catch up with her, but he knows it won’t take him long to get to that point too because it’s cheryl
  • the first time they say I Love You to each other is probably in the middle of a fight because of course they’re that dramatic
  • and like, when they fight, cheryl always storms away first and archie hates that it’s so easy for her to walk away, but eventually she admits that it’s because she hates when people leave her, so she has to be the one that leaves first because in her mind, maybe that’ll make it hurt a little less, and he knows he can’t promise not to walk away from her since he’s done it before (and yeah, he feels even guiltier about it now), so instead he promises that he’s always going to go after her and makes her promise to give him the chance to
  • basically: archie and cheryl could be everything together
  • and their aesthetic would always be on point
'Boys, lock the door and stay all night. You’re with Medda now.'
  • Medda knows that Jack is partial to taking other guys out on dates sometimes
  • She doesn’t mind but she gets worried about him, especially when she reads about gay hangouts getting raided and shut down by the police. She hates the idea of him being involved in that and ending up back in the refuge or worse
  • So she lets him bring dates to the theatre. They can watch the performances as long as they stay out of the way and out of the sight of the audience. And if Jack spends the night with the guy in one of the rooms she don’t use that stores old props and costumes up in the attic, then that’s none of her business
  • So when Jack turns up with Davey in tow when they’re running from Snyder, Medda assumes this is another guy Jack’s courting. Only then she sees Les and how they’re all out of breath and Davey looks a little terrified, and she realises this isn’t a romantic occurrence
  • But two weeks later, when Jack brings a shy, slightly flustered Davey in, holding his hand, Medda hides a smile
  • She watches them both as they sit in the wings and watch the show. She approves of Davey when she sees that he spends more time looking at Jack than the performance - clearly this boy is smitten  
  • If Jack takes Davey upstairs after the show to ‘show him the props from last year’s production’ then that’s fine with her. He’s safe at Irving Hall Theatre, even if no where else.

sshanzasidd  asked:

Scenario on Todoroki hanging out with fem s/o and her kid brother (7 ish) and is really into heroes and loves them a lot and when he meets todoroki he's like wow u go to UA, have a strong quirk, met all might, and are son of the number 2 hero ????

This wasn’t supposed to be like this, and I wanted to include more Todo, but I was afraid that if I did, it might have gotten out of hand, So heads up, this is longer and this isn’t exactly what they asked. I still do hope you enjoy it, and thank you for this wonderful ask. Although I don’t think I did it justice c:
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“Please.”
“No.”
“Pleasssssseeee!”
“No.”
“Say yes and I’ll do your laundry for a week, I promise.”
“Let me think about it”
“…”
“No.”

Your little brother who just turned 8 was in love with heroes, so much that he dreamed of becoming one too, very much like yourself.

You had been very cautious about mentioning that Shouto, the Todoroki Shouto who placed second in the sports festival and son of Endeavor, number two hero, was your boyfriend. Your little bro practically worshipped him, and when his name suddenly slipped out of you one evening through the phone, you knew you had messed up.

“You know him? I mean, I know he’s in your class but I would have never thought someone as cool as him would hangout with you.”

“Uhm… ouch?”

“Oh it’s nothing against you sis, but he’s just way above your level. So, how is he? Is he as cool as he seems? Are you friends?”

After a while ( and a thousand of questions), he kind of forgot about it. A few weeks later you hosted a family dinner, and apparently your mom told everyone that her “little sunshine” had gotten herself a boyfriend.

Your aunt, with whom you got along, was very interested in the topic. You told each other a lot of things, and since you two were very close, you were willing to share a bit of information.

“So, who’s the lucky guy [Name]?”

“You might have seen him everywhere as Todoroki Shouto…”

“Oh my god, are you for real [Name]?”

“Wait, sis, you are dating Todoroki?”

You were in it for a long ride.

Back to the present, your bro was trying to convince you into letting him go to one of your dates. Keyword: trying.

Shouto was supposed to pick you up in ten minutes, and since you were ready, you decided to sit and watch TV.

Your brother knew that you only got that done up when you had dates, and hence the current situation.

The door bell rang and you got up the from the couch quickly.

But before you could answer the door, your brother did.

“Hello, I’m [Name]’s brother and you are very awesome. I am your number one fan.”

“Uhm… hello.” Todoroki looked up at you awkwardly, his eyes seeking you for help. He wanted to impress your family, your brother included, so when that 8 year old asked him to come in and chat, he agreed.

“[Name]’s always talking about you, but whenever I want to speak with you, she won’t let me.”

“That’s because you ask too much and I don’t want you to bother him.” You sat next to Shouto, who was now between you and your brother.

“Why do you like her? I’ve always wondered about how you two ended up together.”

“Well, you see. I didn’t instantly know I liked her, it took me some time to realize that. But she stayed long enough and helped me through a lot of stuff I couldn’t face alone.” You looked at him lovingly. He managed to change a lot, and seeing him talk about you like that was really sweet.

“Ew…Forget I asked”

“Alright…” said Shouto. He was always really nice to you and everyone in your family.

“Did you dye your hair?. And do you think…”

You headed to the kitchen to get them some snacks, they were getting along, and you loved them both, so you were happy.

While getting some plates out of the cabinets the living room became silent, it made you turn around slightly, just to have a better view of them.

You could see your little brother leaning over and whispering into his ear. Coming a bit closer you managed to hear a bit.

“Hey, leaving your coolness behind, I swear that if you ever hurt my sister, I’m coming to get you. Alright?”

“Alright, I promise not to ever hurt your sister. I love her too much to do something like that.”

“Just. Please don’t say things like that in front of me. It’s weird.”

The two of them kept smiling trough the whole evening.

Daddy Doesn’t Have to Know - Part 16

Title: Daddy Doesn’t Have to Know - Part 16

Characters: Negan x You/Reader

Synopsis: Negan tries to make a deal with Rick.

Warnings: SFW, some violence and anxiety

Original Idea by: @babyblues915

Note: Long overdue update! So sorry for being inactive lately, but thank you all so much for bearing with me! Hold tight because y’all are about to ride a much more intense roller coaster of emotions lmfao.

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You blamed yourself for everything.

If it wasn’t for your selfish desire to feed your sexual appetite for Negan, things would’ve been different. If you hadn’t let Negan fuck you over and over again, if you never gave him the chance to know you more or if you didn’t actually feel sorry for him for having a tragic past, you would never have fallen in love. You would have never betrayed your family.

And you would never be in this situation where all you could feel was anger for yourself…for trusting the enemy. For loving Negan and thinking that maybe he too, felt the same. But he didn’t and he never did.

You hated yourself for being the fool all this time.

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