light up the lake

MBTI Types as Miles Of...

ESTJ: Miles

ESTP: Challenges

ESFJ: Forgiveness

ESFP: Light-up disco dance floor tiles

ENTJ: Decisions

ENTP: Dangerous lakes of chemicals

ENFJ: Octopi

ENFP: Flower fields

ISTJ: City streets

ISTP: Forest

ISFJ: Ribbons

ISFP: Clouds

INTJ: Ocean

INTP: Space

INFJ: Walking in others’ shoes

INFP: Fairy lights

The Girl from Around the Block-Lip Gallagher Imagine

Requested: No

Warnings: some sensuality and language (Shameless imagine, don’t be surprised)

Originally posted by adventuresofjulia

  Lip didn’t have many strictly platonic friendships with other girls. In fact, he never considered he was capable of having a relationship with a female that didn’t involve them screwing into oblivion. But Y/N Y/L/N was different. For one thing, they’ve known each other since they were two years old, when Fiona and Hailey, Y/N’s older sister, arranged a play date for the two of them. They bonded over a love of Legos and had been friends ever since. He helped her with homework and she helped him get out of trouble when trying to persuade him from getting into it failed. He taught her how to smoke and she taught him how to play the piano. They were perfect for each other but neither of them would admit it.

  “Come on, Lip, you’re telling me that you’ve never thought of asking Y/N out?” Ian asked.

  They were smoking on their porch in the hot Chicago summer. Ian had the day off from work and Lip was still thinking up his latest scheme to make money fast.

   “Y/N’s like a sister to me, you know. You don’t f—k your sister,” Lip said. “We aren’t royalty or anything.”

   Ian laughed. “Well, I’m pretty sure Y/N’s thought of f—cking you, you can see it in her eyes.”

   “Shut up.” Lip smacked Ian in the chest, making the ginger laugh.

   “Oh, that hurt so bad. Can’t you hit harder, pussy?”

   And that led to them wrestling jokingly, making Debbie roll her eyes inside and Carl begin cheering them on. Once they stopped (ie: when Ian pinned Lip down in their front yard), Lip sighed.

   “For the record, I let you win.”

   “Yeah, whatever.” Ian’s smile disappeared and he looked serious. “So, you’d really never consider getting with Y/N?”

   Lip rolled his eyes and shoved Ian off of him. “If you’re so into her, why don’t you date her?”
  “Because I’m gay.”

   “Oh yeah, use that excuse.” Lip took another long drag of his cigarette as he stood. “Look, Y/N’s a cool girl and stuff but I can’t see us being serious. I mean, we used to take baths together and I had the pleasure of being the only person with her when she first got her period. There’s too much history.”

   As the words left his mouth, Lip knew he was lying to himself. He knew that he was madly in love with his best friend who somehow managed to be sweet but scrappy when it came to defending herself or any of the Gallaghers. Plus, there was the way she threw her head back when she laughed really hard, making her gorgeous y/h/c locks flow around her. Then, there was the way she’d scrunch up her nose whenever she was confused about a homework question. Plus, she was the one who first confronted him about Karen, telling him that he shouldn’t take her kind of bullsh-t anymore. Also, her y/e/c eyes would light up whenever she was staring out at Lake Michigan and she would jump whenever someone/something freaked her out.

   Ian glanced behind Lip. “Too much history, huh?”

   “Yep.”

   “Then you wouldn’t be too upset at the view behind you right now.”

   Lip turned around and what he saw nearly made him drop his cigarette. Across the street, standing on the corner, was none other than Y/N smiling widely as she kissed Will Brooks. 

    “What’s she doing with him?” Lip asked.

    “Well, Lip, it appears as though they’re making out. It probably has to do with the fact that she’s had a crush on him since second semester,” Ian said.

   “How the f–k do you know all that?”

   “Because I’m the gay friend she tells all this to,” Ian said. “And I can’t blame her. Will is the star of the basketball team, has muscles for days, and is the literal definition of tall, dark, and handsome.”

   “He’s an idiot. He thought that a square should count as a rhombus in geometry,” Lip muttered.

   “Someone sounds jealous,” Ian sang.

   “Shut up,” he hissed.

   But the green monster was making his blood boil as he watched Y/N laugh at something Will said before hitting his arm playfully. Her smile was beautiful and genuine, if only she was smiling that way for Lip. She kissed Will one last time before circling around him and heading down the street. However, Will didn’t let her get by before swatting her butt and making her jump. Lip could’ve strangled him right then and there.

   “Lip, Ian, you are not going to believe what just happened!” Y/N said when she got up to them.

   “You got syphilis from that idiot?” Lip asked.

   Y/N frowned. “No, but Will did just take me out.”

   “Where?” Ian smiled widely and crossed his arms just to spite Lip.

   “He took me to lunch and then we walked along Navy Pier, just talking. Your advice worked, Ian!” Y/N squealed as she hugged him.

    “Wait, you gave her advice on this?” Lip asked.

    “It’s what the gay best friend does,” Ian said.

    Y/N turned to Lip and frowned. “Why are you getting so upset about this?”

    “Because you didn’t tell me about it.”

    “I didn’t think you’d care if I went out with Will. It’s nothing serious.”

    “But it might be. The Bulls are looking at Will to draft him. I hear he’s going to be Chicago’s Kobe Bryant.”

    “This is the Bulls were talking about, Ian,” Lip said. “Besides, Will get a new girl every week, you should probably just forget about him.”

   “For your information, Mr. Negative, we’re actually going out again tomorrow night. He got us Bulls tickets!”
   “Nosebleeds?” Lip asked.

   “Nope, near the floor, center court!” Y/N grinned. “I can’t believe this is happening. I never thought that Will would ever notice me.”

    “How could he not? You’re gorgeous,” Ian said.

    “Just be careful, okay. I don’t like the guy.”

    “You don’t like many guys, Lip. Besides, you should be happy for me. Who knows? Maybe one day I’ll get you court-side seats to see the Bulls.”

   “No thanks, I’m good.” Lip threw his cigarette down and snuffed it out with his boot. “I’m gonna go take care of some business.”

    “What business?” Y/N asked as she began following him down the sidewalk.

    “My usual business with Kev,” Lip said.

    Y/N’s eyes widened. “Lip, you can’t do that. You’re already high up on the cop’s radar, right behind Carl.”

   “I’ve been doing this since we were fourteen, Y/N, I know what I’m doing.”

    “But you getting arrested could f—k up your chances with MIT or U of Chicago or any other fancy school,” Y/N argued.

   “Hey, why don’t you worry about what dress you’re gonna wear to see Will again and I’ll worry about my future, alright?” Lip snapped.

   Y/N flinched at his words. They had had arguments before, but he never got this mean with her. “What’s your problem, Lip? Are you on the rag?”

   “No, just leave me alone.”

   “Fine, come around the block when you decide to stop being such a jackass,” Y/N said.

   Though her words were sharp, she sounded hurt and it hurt Lip that he had hurt his best friend. As much as he wanted to admit why he was really angry with Y/N, he was too prideful and scared of her reaction to say anything.

   For two weeks, Y/N didn’t come by to see the Gallaghers nor did Lip try to go up around the block to see her. Fiona, Ian, Debbie, Carl, Kev, and V did their best not to mention her name whenever Lip was around. But ever since their fight, Lip had begun drinking and smoking more. He was miserable. However, everything came to a head when Fiona confronted him one day.

   “Alright, Lip, go talk to her,” Fiona said.

   “What?” 

   Lip was sitting in the kitchen, drinking coffee while Fiona and Debbie were making breakfast.

   “You heard her, we’re sick of seeing you moping around all the time and drunk you is only so entertaining,” Debbie said.

   “I don’t want to talk to her. Besides, the only person she’s interested in talking to is Will.” Lip spat out the boy’s name.

   “That’s not true,” Ian said as he walked into the kitchen with Liam in his arms, “she talks to me all the time.”

   “If I want to talk to her, I’ll talk to her, alright? Can we stop f—king talking about her?” Lip snapped.

   Fiona set a plate of eggs and bacon in front of Lip and bent down to his level. “Lip, I know you’ve been in love with Y/N pretty much since the day you met and it must be killing you that you fought and that she’s with Will—”

   “Will Brooks? He’s a babe,” Debbie said.

   Fiona, Ian, and Lip collectively shot her a look that made her instantly regret her words.

   “Sorry.”

   Fiona sighed. “But you need to man up and talk to her. I know this is gonna be hard comin’ from me but I know love when I see it.”

   Lip groaned. “She’s not gonna forgive me.”

  “She will, we’ve all had to,” Ian said.

  Lip playfully shoved him before taking a long swig of coffee. “I’ll be right back.”

  “That’s my boy,” V said as she entered the kitchen from the rear entrance.

   “Did you hear all of that?” Ian asked.

   “For the most part. Please go talk to that girl, I’m sick of seeing you look more pissed off than usual.”

   Lip laughed. “I will, see ya, V.”

   As he left the house, Lip began going over everything he could possibly say to make everything up to Y/N. 

   “Hey, Y/N, I’m sorry for being a dick and getting pissed about you and Will. I’m sure the NBA accepts idiots too—no, can’t say that, she’ll get pissed that I insulted him. Y/N, I’m sorry for being a dick and I’m really happy for you and Will. Maybe the Bulls will start winning if he joins. Yeah, that’s better.” Lip paused. “Y/N, you probably hate me, but we have to talk…”

   “I thought that only crazy people talked to themselves,” Mandy said as she strolled up to Lip.

   “Oh, hey, Mandy,” he said.

    She was wearing a tight black tank top and short denim cut offs. They had a short-lived fling but decided that they were better off as friends. Besides Ian and Lip, Mandy was Y/N’s closest friend.

   “I’m guessing that you’re off to talk to Y/N,” Mandy said.

   “Yeah, I said some real sh-tty stuff to her and she didn’t deserve it.” 

   “She never does,” Mandy said. “It’s just too bad about her and Will.”

   Lip frowned. “What happened?”

   “You didn’t hear? She found out that he’s been cheating on her ever since they got together. I offered to have my brothers beat him up for her, but she said it wasn’t worth it. I haven’t seen her around in a long time.”

   “Sh-t.”

    “Yeah, so whatever you have to say to her, don’t f-ck up.”

   “Thanks, Mandy.”

    As Lip walked away from Mandy, he was both elated and furious. He could beat Will’s face in for what he did to Y/N but at the same time, he was ecstatic that she was single again. Now he really had to perfect what he was gonna say.

   “Y/N, I’m sorry about what happened between us. You didn’t deserve it and I was just being a dick. I’m also sorry about what happened between you and Will. He deserves to get the sh-t beat out of him.” Lip sighed. “And…and I got so mad about the whole Will thing because, you’re like a sister to me and I didn’t want to lose my sister or my friend…the friend I’ve been in love with since we were two.”

   At this point, Lip was standing in front of the Y/L/N’s house. Mr. Y/L/N was most likely back at work in the loan office and Mrs. Y/L/N was off being a maid in the W Hotel. Whether or not Hailey was home was a bit of a toss up since she would skip class more than Lip did. The navy, two-story house seemed a lot bigger than it usually did and part of Lip wanted to turn around and run away.

   “Don’t be a pussy,” he muttered. 

   He walked up the front steps and knocked on the door.

   Seconds later, a dog was barking and Hailey was yelling at it.

   “Geez!” she blew a piece of dark hair out of her eyes and narrowed them once she saw Lip. “Lip.”

   “Hi, Hailey.”

   The barking Rottweiler stopped when he saw Lip and began licking all over his face.

   “Hi, Buster,” Lip said as he scratched the dog. “I’ve missed you.”

   “Well, he’s missed you too, I don’t know if I can say the same for Y/N,” Hailey said.

   Lip sighed as he straightened up. “Look, I know I f-cked up majorly with Y/N and I’m sorry. I just want to apologize and if she doesn’t want to be friends with me anymore, that’s fine, I’ll understand. Is she okay?”

   Hailey’s e/c eyes softened slightly at Lip’s words but she kept a tense body language. “She’d be better off if that idiot hadn’t cheated on her weeks after she lost her best friend. But she’ll get through it, she’s tough.”

   “I know, is she here?”

   Hailey pursed her lips. “That Will guy might’ve hurt her but you really broke her heart, you know that, Gallagher?”

   “Yeah…”

   “I could kill you for how much you made her cry and then Will on top of that—” Hailey breathed.

   “And I’ll do my best to never make her cry again. Believe me, the last thing I want is to hurt her.”

   Lip hoped his sincerity showed through since Hailey was one of the most stubborn people when it came to protecting her family and doing what she thought was right.

   “She went to the Symphony. They let her listen to the music from the entry way as long as she doesn’t disturb anyone.”

   “Thanks, Hailey, I really appreciate it.”

   The L couldn’t have operated any slower that day, which made Lip even more anxious. He began chain smoking, hoping it would help him think more, but it didn’t. It calmed him down a little, but he still had no idea what he was going to say to her. Fortunately, downtown wasn’t very crowded and it was easy for him to find his way to the Symphony. Sure enough, Y/N was sitting near one of the door, cross-legged, listening intently to the passionate music. She looked gorgeous though she was wearing a simple white summer dress that went off the shoulders. Her hair was twisted up into a pretty bun on top of her head and her back was facing Lip.

   He carefully walked up to her, his mind racing with words.

   “Mind if I join you?”
    Y/N gestured for him to sit without turning away from the door. Her eyes were puffy and he could tell that she had been crying.

    “Y/N, I need to talk to you.”

    “Sh, it’s Beethoven’s Symphony No. 9,” Y/N hissed.

    “Oh, right, sorry.” Lip managed to say quiet for five more seconds before saying, “no, you know what, f-ck the music, you can get this sh–t on YouTube or iTunes. We need to talk.”

   “Keep your voice down or we’ll get kicked out,” Y/N said quietly. 

   “Fine, but at least look at me when I talk?”
   Y/N hesitated before turning to Lip. “Talk.”

   Lip paused. Everything he had rehearsed seem to leave his mind. “You’re beautiful.”

   Y/N rolled her eyes. “Go away, Lip.”

   “No, I’m serious. Even though that a—hole made you cry and did all that to you, you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. Always have been.”

   There was a long pause between them but Y/N looked stunned.

   “Is that all you have to say to me?”

    “No, I’m sorry about what happened between us. I shouldn’t have gotten so pissed off about you and that jerk.”

    “You were a real jackass,” Y/N muttered.

    “I know, and you didn’t deserve that. And I’m sorry about what happened—-no, you know what, f-ck that, I’m not sorry. He didn’t deserve to be with you because you are amazing and sweet and talented and tough and strong. He doesn’t deserve to breathe the same air as you and neither do I.”

    Y/N looked stunned but suddenly looked dejected. “If I’m all those things, why did he cheat on me with Ashley Opperman, Jane Henkins, Mariah Little, Penny Gilbert, Vanessa Langley, and Iman Ashton?”

    “Because he’s an idiot who’s probably trying to get the clap if he got anywhere near Vanessa Langley,” Lip said.

    Y/N smiled. “I think she’s had ever STD under the sun besides AIDs.”

   Lip smiled. “I’m so sorry about everything that happened between us, Y/N. Is there any way you could forgive me?”
   Y/N jokingly tapped her finger against her chin. “If you teach me how make things explode using that fancy technical vocabulary, maybe.”

   “Of course.”

   “And you help me pass my ACT.”

   “Okay.”

   “And you come to my piano concerts.”

   “I already do.”

   “Sober, though.”

   “Then you’ll have to play something less boring.”

   “Deal.”

   They jokingly shook hands before Y/N wrapped her arms around Lip and basically fell into his lap. He immediately pulled her close, inhaling her sweet scent.

    “I’ve missed this,” she whispered.

    “I love you.”

    They both froze. Lip couldn’t have said that any less smoothly if he tried. He couldn’t believe that he had blurted it out like that.

    Y/N pulled away slowly and looked at him with wide eyes. “Lip?”

    “I’ve loved you since we first met and I fell in love with you around the same time, I think. It drove me crazy seeing you with Will and I’m sorry I was so mean to you. If you don’t feel the same way then—”

    Lip was cut off as Y/N pressed her lips against his. He immediately pulled her closer as he kissed back. All those emotions they had for the past sixteen years came out in that exchange. They were so caught up they not only forgot where they were but also that they would need to pull away for air.

     “Eh hem.” An elderly security guard looked at them with distaste.

    “What’s your problem?” Lip asked.

    “Sorry, Ivan, we’ll be leaving now.”

    “No, that’s fine, Y/N, just try to ease up on all of that.” Ivan gestured to their current position.

   “You got it, Ivan.”

   He wandered away and Lip pulled Y/N into him again.

   “So, I’m guessing you like me too?”

   “No, I love you, I thought as smart as you are, you would’ve caught onto that when we were at least four,” Y/N teased.

   “Well, I’m smart enough to never let you go again.”

   “Good.”

    And that was how after many years, Lip Gallagher ended up with the girl from around the block.

incorrect dangan/ronpa
  • Nanami: (singing) I wish your parents hadn't suddenly been killed!
  • Nanami: I wish they hadn't left you so unfulfilled!
  • Nanami: I wish your luck was good!
  • Nanami: I wish our class understood!
  • Nanami: I wish we'd met before they convinced you life is war!
  • Nanami: I wish you'd come with me--
  • Komaeda: (speaking) I wish I had more TNT.
Simple Little Things In Life

-clothes fresh out of the dryer
-singing in the rain
-a perfectly popped bag of popcorn
-a good hair day
-waking up before the alarm goes off
-birds chirping for the first time since winter
-dancing when nobody’s watching
-waking up early & falling back asleep
-watching the sun rise/set
-starbucks spelling your name correctly
-finding money in your pocket
-listening to a favorite song on repeat
-puppies & kittens
-being outside when the weather is /just right/
-the smell of rain on pavement
-twinkle lights
-getting retweets
-cute sweaters
-popping bubble wrap
-raindrops on roses, whiskers on kittens
-scribbling out words when you mess up
-writing in pen
-the perfect drinking temperature for tea
-wearing cute little mittens
-getting into bed with fresh sheets
-singing along to the radio
-sandwiches
-the first day of spring & not having to wear a jacket
-rainy days
-watching the snow fall
-cute dreams
-classical music
-newspapers
-heavy thunderstorms
-fall leaves
-walking on pavement
-giggles
-your favorite t-shirt
-netflix
-cuddles
-disney movies
-a cold shower on a hot day
-fresh flowers
-apple cinnamon candles
-handwritten letters
-receiving mail
-chipped nail polish
-on sale items
-city lights on the street after the rain
-roasting marshmallows over an open fire
-the calming pitter-patter of the rain
-not being able to put a book down
-getting a text from an old friend
-the feeling you get after a workout
-that certain bookstore smell
-the smell of old books
-buying school supplies
-warm towels
-sunlight shining through the trees
-genuinely feeling happy
-musicals
-planning a party
-summer breeze
-getting enough sleep
-popsicles
-the feeling of sand between your toes
-waves crashing on the shore
-the sweet smell of the ocean
-whales
-proving yourself wrong
-proving others wrong
-big, warm hugs that make you feel loved
-making lists
-letting go of the past
-the word “serendipity”
-learning another language
-fresh air
-the window seat
-baking
-rereading your favorite book
-gel pens
-deep red lipstick
-hair bows
-ribbons
-glitter & sparkles
-flea markets
-cute lil antique shops
-pocket watches
-fine art
-poetry, tea, & over-the-knee socks
-random acts of kindness
-freshly baked cookies
-photo booths
-waterfalls
-freshly cut grass
-happy tears
-catching up with an old friend
-seeing someone light up when they talk about their favorite thing
-sitting by a lake
-looking at the stars
-getting a pair of new shoes
-jumping on a trampoline
-elevator music
-blue eyes
-cursive writing
-calligraphy
-when a cat sneezes
-falling asleep
-blueberries
-toaster waffles topped with fresh fruit
-the smell of lavender
-coffee ice cream
-bakery muffins
-vinyl
-dandelions
-walking in the woods during the summer
-apple picking
-squinting when the sun is too bright
-crossing things off your list
-saying hello
-fireflies
-smiling
-deep city lights
-rainbow sprinkles
-old couples
-being sleepy & having messy hair
-forehead kisses
-swing dancing
-sugar cookies
-apple blossoms
-cute outfits
-aqua, light green, & purple
-mint green tea
-owls
-short stories
-clouds
-iced tea with honey
-long necklaces and gold rings
-quoting your favorite movie
-hot cocoa, fuzzy pajamas, & a roaring fire in the winter
-snowball fights
-having a ton of pillows
-going out to eat

Love, Hate Relationship. - Stiles Stilinski Smut

Originally posted by itsagirlthingbae

Warnings: NSFW SMUT!!!!

Word Count: 1.2k

Disclaimer: Kind of want to make this into a series. ILY 

Stiles Stilinski was a world class asshole. He knew how to push just about every single one of your buttons and make you practically pull out your hair. The reason you and him didn’t get along was because you two were both super stubborn and always thinking your right even if you’re wrong. So today was no exception, as you sat at the lunch table with the pack, you and Stiles started bickering about nothing really. Scott was used to it but everybody else found it a little annoying but there was really no way of stop the two of you. Besides that, the pack was planning on how to find out what Theo was doing with his pack of chimeras. The plan was to follow them out to the Beacon Hills look out and investigate on what they were doing. But there was a catch. “Well the thing is, the Chimeras are very good at sensing other supernatural beings but, with humans it’s not as easy to track the smell.” Scott said as he looked at you and Stiles. “No way, I’m not going with Y/n, absolutely no way!” He said. “Yeah I can go by myself I don’t need Stiles to go with me, plus he’s really no help anyways.” You smiled at Scott; Stiles scoffed and rolled his eyes. Malia growled “Shut up the both of you, you guys are going, Scott even said so. So just get along for one freaking night that’s all we’re asking.” Everyone in the pack looked impressed but you and Stiles. You really had no way out of this so you both growled a unison ‘okay’. And the rest of the plan was made.

Hopping into the blue jeep with a sigh kicking your feet up on the dash. Your outfit was semi black and so was Stiles’. You needed to blend in, and it was approaching night so black was your best bet. Stiles talked with Scott for just a second longer then hopped into the jeep with a slight growl. “Off.” He said as he started his jeep. “Nah, I’m good.” You replied. He looked at you and for the first time in forever, you didn’t hate him as much as you usually do. His golden eyes glinted in the moon light and his hair was qiffed in the perfect manner. You found him really irresistible but you would never tell him that. As he looked at you he almost looked hungry. “Let’s get this show on the road.” You said while still looking deep into his eyes.  His eyes left you and you almost felt sad.

The drive to the lookout was awkward. The heat between your legs was starting to get worse and worse.  You squeezed your legs together to get some king of friction there. “How do we know they’re going to be there?” You questions picking at your nails. “We don’t, Scott seems to think they are going to be so we go and wait.” He replied. Pulling over onto the shoulder of the lookout making sure you were completely hidden, you and Stiles just sat and waited. With the most awkward silence, you just stared into the black trees waiting for any sign of Theo or one of the Chimeras for about 30 minutes. Getting tired of the silence you commented something that was in your mind the whole night. “What a great way to spend a Friday night.” You laughed and so did he. “What would you even be doing?” He scoffed. “Well as a matter of fact Stilinski I would be having a very hot date with Netflix.” He looked at you again, “Well I would be having an actual date with an actual girl. Not that you know anything about that.” “You know what, why do you have to put me down legit all the time?” “Because If I don’t do it, nobody else will.” When that came out of his mouth it hurt. The fact that he actually does it because nobody else will really pisses you off. “You know what Stilinski fuck off.” You grabbed the door handle and ripped the door open then slamming it shut while walking into the pitch black trees. Stiles got out of the jeep but not immediately, showing you that it wasn’t really a problem of his that you were mad.  “You know you’re going to get lost.” He says trailing behind you. The only thing lighting up the blackness was the moonlight and you tiny flashlight on your phone screen. “Rather get lost than sit another minute in that jeep with you.”  You yelled. Coming across a lake house with the lights lit up, you sat on the bench off onto the distance of it. It must have been a party thrown by some rich snob. It wasn’t as nice as Lydia’s lake house but it was still pretty nice. Stiles surprisingly came up behind you and sat next to you. “Good thing we didn’t get lost.” You just starred at the party going on. The events that happened next just pissed you off even more than you had already been. Stiles hand planted itself on your upper thigh and started moving its way up your skirt. You looked at him with a warning look but you didn’t stop him.

“What baby girl, don’t like to play a little dirty sometimes?” He whispered in your ear simultaneously riding his hand closer and closer to your core. Your breath hitched in your throat from the nickname. A boost of confidence surged through your blood, “Why what are you going to do… Daddy?” After that everything went haywire. Stiles roughly grabbed your neck and connected your lips obviously liking the nickname you gave him. Teeth clashing, tongues battling for dominance, his obviously won. Picking you up and setting you on top of the picnic table, he roughly unzipped your jacket and ripped open your button up. You yelped when he did this which just gave him even more confidence. “How do you want to play baby girl? Hmm? You want to go rough or go soft?” “I don’t know daddy. You’re in charge.” He took that as a yes and started UN buttoning his pants and sliding them down to his ankles then he did the same to yours.

Stiles wasn’t very patient at the moment so there wasn’t very much foreplay. “Sorry baby but I need you; I’ll take you home and take my time with you later.” You moaned in response and he rammed his hard dick right into you. The scream you gave could have made anyone worried if they cared enough but in Beacon Hills there was always someone screaming over something. Stiles was very experience and he hit just about ever spot perfectly every time. As his hand came down on to your back side that’s when you knew that this won’t be the only hook up of yours. The moan that came out of you and the growl that came out of his mouth was so sexy it almost made you cum. “Daddy, I’m close.” You choked out. “Me to baby girl, me too.” With that you both let go.

The getting dressed after wasn’t as awkward as you would think it actually was kind of nice. “Stiles.” He hummed an ‘Hmm’ in response. “Why do you hate me?” He looked back at you as he slid his shirt on and handed you his jacket because he ripped your shirt. “I only hated you because I couldn’t have you.” “Well you have me now.”

 Stiles Stilinski was an asshole but you saw a whole new side of him tonight that you haven’t seen before.

The one he knew i loved

Originally posted by lagrthas

*GIF not mine*

Masterlist

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4

Request: anons (i think i don’t have this under control)

PART 5 PART 5!!!! 

That last part! 🙌 can’t wait for a part 5

Hi love your Hvisterk and Ivar story hope you do a part 5 

Yes, part 5 and MORE!! 😍😍 

Oh my god, we need part 5, 6, 7 of this imagine ! It’s so cool and good ! More smut and creepy Ivar please ♥ 

I know i have been horrible at posting, like im getting worse than GRRM, and y’all are seriously the most patient readers someone could ever have! Im so sorry that i have kept all of you waiting for so long and the fact that none of you have harassed me for it! I have no i fucking clue what so ever where this imagine series is going like seriously. no. fucking. idea.

I hope this isn’t as shitty shit as i feel like it is, so enjoy my little sweethearts! Xx

Warnings: Idk maybe a little violence but hello, it’s vikings

Wordcount: 5.158


The delicate kiss from the pale moonlight woke me from my slumber. Smooth pelt embracing me in it’s warmth as my eyes slowly drifted open. Since Sigurd had decided to tell our secret at the supper at least a week ago, we had tried to hide from everyone and everything, and Bjorn had aided us well in that. 

When he first had pulled us outside the hall, he hadn’t stopped walking. He had just continued until i collected the strength to finally break the silence. 

“Hvitserk where are you going?” My shaky and frightened voice had asked.

“I don’t know.” He hadn’t turned his head to look at me, just continued his journey forward and dragged me along with him. 

“Hvitserk!” I yelled at him as my watery eyes had threatened to spill. 

“I said i don’t know y/n!” His stern voice yelled back at me, only strengthening that threat. 

I had ripped my hand from his and placing it on my forehead, forced him to stop as i did. 

“He is going to kill you.” 

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she wouldn’t be wearing a swimsuit that small if anyone other than you and the nearby school of angelfish were here.

“mulder, that’s ridiculous,” she said last week at costco when you put two snorkel sets - a pink one for her because you think she looks cute in that color, a grey one for yourself because, unlike her, you don’t look good in pink - into your cart. “we’re not going to get that up-close. you know i don’t like swimming in the ocean.”

but as she dives below the sea’s surface once more, follows the school as they shimmy down by the nearly-endless reef below both of you, you’re pretty sure she was wrong.

she presses against the water with her hands, moves away from you while you look in between sea-fans and fire corals. though you’re thankful for the change, for the difference, you know these colors could never exist in the states, at least not in the part of the states where you both live, no matter how greatly you wish they would. out there, everything is grassy and earthy, the colors being those of mountains, canyons, freshwater lakes, but here, cold and warm fluorescents light up the strangely-blue water, and though you’re wearing goggles, the world comes through in perfectly clear technicolor. the fish are like pizza shop open signs, the reefs textured and endless, the sand flitted with pink flecks that shine out most when they’re stuck to her hands. after the bout of winter you’ve had in virginia, the warmth and vibrance of the maldives feel life-affirming, the combination acting as a brash awakening to the varying beauties of the world. you’re glad that your first true vacation together was to somewhere that feels like another planet.

and dana scully on a beach has been your most pleasant surprise so far. somehow, she found a tiny surf-shack for you both to stay in on himmafushi, just a bedroom and no kitchen, so when you’re both not lounging around and reading with the windows open, you’re on the beach, her sunscreen close by and your typical clothes left in your suitcases; most often, you’re both wearing swimsuits, the exposure of her skin so new even though you’ve known her for so many years. now, you eye her tattoo far ahead of you in the water, her glance drifting back, her eyes signaling keep up, mulder.

then, she dives down, and because she goes head-first past its edge, you’re sure she’s at the end of the reef. kicking forward, you follow, then tense as you see the depth; apparently, you’re farther out than you assumed, for the distance from the sandy bottom to the crests of the waves is…ten, maybe fifteen feet? the reef alone must be four feet tall. with her stomach parallel to the bottom, she swims alongside two stringrays, the three making a pale pack, the rays shimmying like bedsheets on a clothesline in summer; you breathe at the top of the water, the glugging sounds of lapping waves coming into your years, and wish you had a camera so that you could immortalize the way she blends in here, could always remember her sense of ease on this part of the planet. then, the rays swivel off in other directions, and she needs a breath, so she presses up, crests through the water a few feet away, leaves a trail of bubbles behind her. lazily, you pad over to her while her dainty little ankles tread water.

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Get the car

Paring: Jared Padalecki x Reader 

Warnings: pregnancy 

Note: just felt like writing something fluffy-ish. English is not my native language, so sorry for the mistakes i probably made. I wrote this while listening to Tear In My Heart and House Of Gold, both by Twenty One Pilots. 

Summary: Reader meets Jared in a park and from that moment they know that they are meant to be. Later in life reader needs help and Jared is her hero. 

Originally posted by rawr-im-zombiebonny

You wandered around in the huge park, not knowing where you were headed. The birds were singing from the trees and the sky, some kids were laughing somewhere behind you, and happy couples filled the place. It was the early spring, the snow was gone and the sun was returning, lighting everything up. You stopped at a small lake and sat on a bench. The ducks ran up to you, begging for bread you didn’t have. The sky was blue and the sun was warm, but a small wind once a while made you freeze.

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I actually really loved this episode despite some of the negativity I’ve seen about it.

1. The Jasper and Monty scenes were great. The pranks and then sharing memories of pranks on the ark brought some lightness that the show needed. Jaha waking up on the lake cracked me up too and it’s nice to see their friendship bonding again.
2. Luna and Raven scenes were great. I liked seeing Raven be able to get through to Luna more.
3. I was actually shocked when Octavia first fell off the cliff. For a moment I thought she was dead and the fight scene leading up to it was honestly awesome.
4. I found myself struggling to pick a side between Clarke and Jasper/Monty which I found intriguing because it shows how complex this show really is. I could really see both sides. I think all three could’ve made better choices but still it was a tough situation. Also interesting to see how Clarke took on Jahas role and Jonth took on Clarke.
5. We found out Jacksons name.
6. We found out a little about Harpers past and that her father was ill. I wonder if that’ll come back up.
7. Jaha leadership skills coming back out was great. I liked him in s1 and was glad to see that side of him come back.
8. Bobs acting.

While there are negatives in every episode (I still can’t stand Echo and I would’ve like more Bellamy) ultimately I thought this was extremely action packed and I was on the edge of my seat the whole time.

Baby Sister

Originally posted by samsfight

Pairing: WinchestersxSister!Reader
Word count: 1,072
Warnings: None
Author: Brittiny

Once your two older brothers shut the door behind them, you grinned. They had told you that you weren’t allowed to go to your friend’s house party. They didn’t, however, tell you that you weren’t allowed to go on a date. To a different party. You could taste freedom, as your eighteenth birthday was just under five months away.

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Kiss for the Savior

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader

Words: 1.6K

Warnings: Slight angst; mentions of pain and dying

Request: I thought about something where the Reader is also an avenger (maybe something with electrical powers) and during one Mission in a fight against Hydra, you get attacked and thrown in a nearby lake while saving the Captain. You nearly drown and also cause of your powers you get into some shock. The others almost realize it too late but Steve Comes after you to save you. You have to be revived but you survive and Steve finally tells you that he loves you? :) –Anonymous

A/N: Oh, I absolutely love this request, I’m sorry it took me so long to write it! I hope you like the fic ♥

Originally posted by fantasyimagine

“Natasha?” You called the redhead’s name through your earbud, wiping sweat off of your glistening forehead after stunning another Hydra-agent with electric shock. “The lab is clear, where are you?”

You were on a mission at one of the HYDRA-bases under an isolated lake in the woods of Finland. Notwithstanding the fact that there were at least ten times more Hydra’s men than you, the Avengers were doing even better than you would expect.

“South,” she called out over loud noise of fighting, sounding breathless. “We are underdogs, how fast can you get here?”

“Coming,” Pietro’s accent colored voice chuckled in the line, making you raise your eyebrows with amused smile on your lips.

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Imagine wearing one of Bard’s coats during a cold winter night and him finding you absolutely irresistible in it
  • Author: Ellie
  • Fandom: The Hobbit
  • Pairing: Bard x Reader
  • Gender: Female
  • Word count: 1319
  • Triggers/warnings: Fluff, and some small sexy stuff *kissy kissy*
  • Notes: A drabble based on this prompt from IMAGINEXHOBBIT

You looked up at the skies as you laid on the roof of a small pub. It was a peaceful night out in Lake Town. The moon lighting up the water around you.

There weren’t many souls still awake around this time, only a few drunk ones trying to find their way home. You giggled as you saw one fall on his butt, his friend face planting the floor. They heard your giggle and looked around, but no one saw you. After all you were sitting on a pub..

‘Mind if I join you?’ you heard a voice say behind you. Surprised you turned around. One of the many man in Lake Town was standing behind you, hanging out of one of the windows. He had long black hair with a few grey strands in it, but you had to admit; it looked kinda cute.

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Leafpool has at least three great female love interest possibilities and yet she still ends up having babies with freakin Crowfeather. Mothwing’s theme song is probably “you belong with me” by t swift.