like the bottom two are perfect and the map but that is it

Some Ilvermorny headcanons
  • First and foremost, every day is cranberry pie day
  • While students do have robes, the clothes they wear underneath the robes are not uniforms. There is an eclectic mix of tastes, from the very serious horned serpent who wears button-downs and ties every day, to the wampus who has enchanted their graphic t-shirt to move, to the thunderbirds and pukwudgies who mutually exist solely for sweater weather.
  • Every year on James Steward’s birthday, there is a school-sponsored cranberry pie bake-off. Pukwudgie house nearly always wins. Once, thunderbird won and good lord you would think it was the civil war all over again
  • There are a lot of local professors, of course, so you get some really thick Boston accents, but there are also professors with southern belle accents who serve iced tea in class, professors with Canadian accents, professors with midwest accents, several Native American professors with smooth, lulling accents, and some Mexican professors who slip into Spanish when they get super excited about their subject. There was a visiting professor from Ireland once, and 96% of female students (and some male students) had major crushes on him.
  • Wampus house is where you go to get body-crushing, soul-lifting hugs
  • Horned serpents may be scholars, but they are also some of the keenest observers. They watch the whole school from afar and quietly play matchmaker to all of their friends. No one suspects them because - what, horned serpent? No. They don’t know about emotions. Meanwhile, the house president makes a killing on the bet she made to predict the homecoming king/queen. 
  • Thanksgiving at Ilvermorny is a spectacle that has to be seen to be believed. It’s almost bigger than Christmas. The thanksgiving feasts at Ilvermorny put Hogwarts to shame. Turkey, ham, real cranberry sauce, pies - oh my god so many pies. They’ve got cider, and tea, and cocoa like you wouldn’t believe. There are New English dishes and Southern dishes and Native dishes and Mexican dishes and Canadian dishes and West Coast dishes - essentially it’s a gigantic continental potluck, and it goes on all day long. Also, their pumpkin juice tastes 1000 times better.
  • While things like dueling and fighting with wands may be frowned upon at Hogwarts, at Ilvermorny it’s kind of just assumed that stuff happens, and the profs are very chill about it. “Just don’t kill each other okay” “just take it outside” “no casting destruction spells indoors” “bring some band-aids with you” “if you break your nose don’t bleed on your homework”
  • Pukwudgies are a pretty agreeable house over all, if not a bit salty and surly around the edges, they’ll still help you with your homework and bring you soup when you’ve got a cold. But all bets are off when they step onto the lacrosse field. Maybe its a pride thing, but pukwudgies are frikkin animals when playing lacrosse.
  • Wampus beats pukwudgie at lacrosse fairly often. They don’t actually practice that much, they just kind of win.
  • This fact has fueled a sports rivalry - friendly in wampus’ eyes, bloodthirsty in pukwudgie’s eyes. 
  • At wampus/pukwudgie games, horned serpents sell special blends of popcorn. Thunderbirds purchase, hoard, and eat 89% of this popcorn.
  • Horned serpents and pukwudgies often, though not always, end up having an unspoken rivalry in potions class.
  • Contrary to popular belief, wampus is not full of athletic jocks. However, they are the most body-positive of all of the schools, and, somewhat ironically to the stereotype, will never judge anyone for their athletic ability. They want everyone to be able to enjoy athleticism and bravery and adventure in the ways they are most able and gifted.
  • That being said, they do have the kind of student body who, if called upon, could become a minute militia.
  • When there is a freak hurricane or tornado headed headed for the school, it will be a wampus student who is patrolling the halls and telling students where to go for safety. If there is a bully in school, you had better bet your bottom dollar that s/he will be beaten to a pulp by the next day, and it will be a wampus student sporting mysteriously bloody knuckles.
  • Pukwudgies are the ones who patch up the bully; they might accidentally wind the bandages a little too tight.
  • Thunderbirds love a good game of hide-and-seek. They have a tradition of, every halloween, playing hide-and-seek in the dark in the woods.
  • Horned serpents are the students least often caught for sneaking in contraband into school. Caught being the key word. Most students learn at some point in their education that if you want a nice stiff drink, you go to horned serpent. During secret designated holidays, horned serpent common room turns into a speakeasy. 
  • Unexpectedly, it is pukwudgies who carry the most weapons and dangerous materials on their person at any given time. If a group of Ilvermorny students were going through a security check, it would be the pukwudgies held at the line while they emptied their pockets (bigger on the inside, of course) of various poisons and weapons. When asked, they would just shrug and say “just in case”.
  • The town around Ilvermorny is home to several franchised chain restaurants that, although they are no-maj brands, have been taken over by Ilvermorny alumni and thus serve predominantly wizarding patrons. Cups levitate to customers in the Starbucks, there are magic-only options on the menu; the chik-fil-a floor sweeps itself; at dominos the pizzas assemble themselves while the one clerk waits, bored, at the register. There are in-house cues for magic patrons whenever a no-maj walks in. The clerk rings a bell or taps loudly on the counter, or yells out an order than is actually a code word for stop doing magic stuff. It’s like red light green light.
  • There are some old service tunnels beneath the school left over from WWII and the Cold War. They’re like a labyrinth, and Thunderbird has a monopoly on the maps to the tunnels. Some of the more obscure tunnels have large rooms that are perfect for parties and impromptu speakeasies (lookin at you, horned serpent). Thunderbirds will rent out these rooms to fellow students at a fair and competitive rate.
  • Unlike hogwarts, Ilvermorny students are more apt to use modern technology. Electrics can be weird around witches and wizards, but they still enjoy a lot of no-maj programming. They use computers instead of quills (but still have to print off their essays, ugh,) and listen to music, and watch TV.
  • Star Trek has long been a school cult favorite. Pukwudgies have adopted Bones as their pop culture mascot; Kirk is Thunderbird’s, Spock, horned serpent. Wampus vacillates on which of these three they like most, though it must be said, when they start watching Next Gen, many wampus students find themselves enamored with Worf,
  • There has only been one no-maj to ever make it past the magic shields of Ilvermorny unaided. This instance was in 1985. His name was Chad, who at the time was 1) stoned out of his mind and 2) delivering chinese takeout to a horned serpent pulling an all-nighter. School admin found out later, and there was hell to pay. They never did track down Chad to wipe his memory.
  • Pukwudgie house does have more than its fair share of healers, so they are definitely the ones to go to for cold remedies, home made soup, the best cures for menstrual cramps, and really good back rubs.
  • However, they are also the ones to go to for less medical remedies: the best hot cocoa, the most gourmet teas, and home made food.
  • Each house has a class president who is elected for a two-year term (unless they’re a final year student, in which case they will serve one before being taken over by their VP). They have some influence within their houses, but never as much as they’d like. For instance, the thunderbird president once attempted to institute mid-day dancing parties, but school admin said no.
  • Pukwudgies are usually not super athletic, but are often very good at things like darts, archery, and waterbaloon fights.
  • Wampus takes ultimate frisbee very, very seriously.
  • Thunderbird hosts an ongoing scavenger hunt throughout the semester.
  • The women of horned serpent blow off steam and the stuffy acadmic pressures of their house by making pillow forts and watching rom coms with each other.
  • Back in the eighties some wizard created a magic version of D&D, and it has become a weekend favorite of many students across all of the houses.
  • After graduation, instead of having a class ring, it has become tradition for Ilvermorny students to make a pendant out of their golden cloak buttons.
  • Ilvermorny may be separated by inter-house squabbles much like at Hogwarts, but at the end of the day, they all leave school wearing the same blue and cranberry robes, sporting the same skill with a wand, raised to the same scrappy, witty, mod-podge tenacity that American witches and wizards embody so well.

Summary: The man in the bar can’t seem to keep his eyes off you. || sebastian stan x reader || oneshot

Warnings: smut, oral (f/m receiving), face fucking, (very brief) naughty stuff in a (kinda) public place (its an elevator), wall sex

Note: Chris would be the best wingman lol; i’ll add this to the masterlist later


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if the sky could dream 

[mike wheeler x reader]

author’s note: been wanting to write this but just didn’t know how to go about it, kinda happy w/ how it turned out tho. i love writing the boys so much, they’re the perfect practice for writing a conversation involving multiple people 

word count: 1,671

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Uncle Gerry’s Family Fun Zone

by reddit user Red_Grin

This is a lengthy story but it is worth it:

I didn’t know Will could draw, I remember thinking as my friend’s hand quickly moved across the page. And then I looked more closely at Will’s impromptu sketch, and I immediately regretted it. I tried to unsee it. I shifted my attention to other things around me, anything at all that wasn’t ink on the page: the blur of Will’s hand, the beads of sweat gathering at his temples, the gentle autumn breeze creeping through the crack of the window.

Don’t look at the page. Just don’t look at it.

But I knew I had to. So I looked. And it was worse than I expected. Much worse.

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anonymous asked:

can you do a daddy!dom!phil and dom!pj with bottom!dan? if you could have dan call pj something like sir that would be great too. Feel free to add anything

Yo I went a bit nuts with the “add anything”. Includes daddy!kink, exhibitionism, degradation , toys, fisting, double penetration, Dan being a little cock/cumslut jfc someone stop me.

Phil loves living with Dan, there’s no question about it. When it comes to roommates, Dan’s the full package; he’s Phil’s best friend, so he always has someone to talk to and play video games with, but he’s also his boyfriend, which means blowjobs and cuddles, too. He has all the other attributes of a great roommate as well – he cooks and cleans up after himself and always pays his rent on time. It’s very rare that they squabble and if they do it’s over something silly that’s resolved by the time they head to bed together. They’re perfect for each other, but the only problem with having such an incredible all-in-one human like Dan is that they tend to forget other people exist. It’s never on purpose, they just have a habit of getting caught up in their little life together and end up neglecting their other friends. That’s why, when Phil realises it’s almost been a year since they’ve seen PJ, he picks up the phone and invites their old friend around.

Another thing Dan and Phil don’t do as much as they used to is drink, so when the curly-haired 26-year-old turns up at their door, green eyes twinkling and right hand clutching a bottle of Jack Daniels, Phil knows it’s going to be an interesting night.

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well, im making this because i don’t want you beginners to be like me, annoying all my tumblr friends and overall practically ripping my hair out trying to make literally anything in photoshop

so i’ve compiled a list of all my short tricks that will make learning how to use photoshop, a hell of a lot easier

resources will be at the bottom!


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I’ve got my swim trunks, and my flippie-floppies

for @legividivici, hope you like it!! <3 (ao3)

The last place Clarke expected to run into anyone she knows is the literal middle of the ocean, but the cruise ship has barely left port before she spots a familiar head of tousled curls ahead of her in the crowd.

She loses sight of him before she can get a good look, so she chalks it up to her imagination. It’s entirely possible that Bellamy is on the same cruise she is– they did, after all, both just graduate, and therefore have the same budget and scheduling constraints– but she tells herself it probably isn’t him. And that even if it is him, it’s not like they’re going to run into each other.

So of course the next day she’s on one of the decks by the pool when a shadow falls over her and his voice says, “Is this chair taken?”

Clarke pushes her sunglasses up on top of her head and wrinkles her nose at him.

“I don’t know, I my tiara really ought to have a chair of its own.”

Bellamy smirks and sits on the edge of the chair, not moving her stuff– not yet– but settling in to bicker with her. As is their custom.

She and Bellamy were RAs in the same dorm two years ago, and they had differing ideas at first about how hands-on they needed to be with their freshmen. Despite the way they picked at each other, by the end of the year they’d become reluctant allies, his calling her ‘Princess’ taking on less of a sneer and more of a teasing edge, her comebacks laced with a smile. They had each other’s backs.

But she didn’t re-up her RA contract for her senior year, and he did, and they’re not the type of friends to outright admit they miss each other, so she hasn’t seen nearly as much of him in the past couple of semesters as she would like.

“You here with Wells?”

“And Raven,” she nods. “I was saving those seats for them, but I’m pretty sure they ditched me to have tiny cabin sex.”

“O and Lincoln ditched me pretty fast too. I think they’ve all forfeited their right to a saved seat,” he grins, passing her bag back to her. The way he lounges back in the chair, skin already browning, wind ruffling his hair, he looks like something straight out of an ad. Or Clarke’s fantasies. Either one, really.

Just because she used to think he was a Class-A dick (which he is, but not in the way she thought. In the fun way.) doesn’t mean she’s never noticed how great his hands are, or how he’s got perfect hair for pulling, or how there’s probably more than one way to wipe a smirk off his face.

“Sure, make yourself at home,” she grumbles. He grins at her and pulls his shirt off, which is– honestly just so unfair.

“Don’t mind if I do.”

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Big Bad Dean Winchester (Part 1)

Request: Hey. Could you do an Endverse Dean x Reader where the Reader is alone and one day saves Dean’s life and he is super annoyed. The others invite her to stay at their camp. Dean hates the idea and hates her more because she still has a positive outlook in this messed up world. Can it be angsty, fluffy and smutty?

Big Bad Dean Winchester Masterlist

Pairing: Endverse!Dean x reader

Word Count: 4,700ish

Warnings: language, injury, slight horror themes

Terminology: Croat - A person(s) infected with the Croatoan virus, similar to what you might think of as a zombie 

A/N: My first time doing endverse!Dean. Enjoy!…

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not a crush

requested by: @tonight-couldbeforgettable

summaryYou and Peter are always in competition with one another to see who’s smart enough to come out on top. But once you get paired with your “enemy” for a large project, you find out that there’s way more to Peter Parker than meets the eye.

pairings: peter parker x reader 

word count: 1.7k 

a/n: this was the cutest shit to write y’all, i’m telling you. i missed writing fics with my precious peter in them. xx

You twirled your pen restlessly in between your fingers while listening intently for your chemistry teacher to announce who got the highest grade on the test last week. You had studied for hours, weeks on end, to come out on top of this one–you were not going to let Parker take it from you this time.

The two of you had all of your classes together, much to your dismay. You were always the best, always the smartest, until this semester started and this kid began giving you a run for your money. Every class became a contest to see who was better.

Your eyes flickered over to where he sat in the row next to you, and he was just as on edge as you were–his hands tightly gripped the edge of his desk. Before you could return your gaze to the front of the class, his eyes suddenly moved to meet yours.

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Museum Hopping

Request: museum hopping with Shawn

a/n: here’s 5 pages of pure fluff!!! i hope you enjoy!! also: this might be the last piece of writing i post before i go back to college! still gotta pack too lol but enjoy this fuff and let me know what ya thought :)

        Any day in London was a good day in London.  At least that’s what you thought.  But when you and Shawn woke up fairly early in the morning, planning on watching the sunrise from a park, the sky was bleak with clouds and a touch of rain.  Everything the two of you planned was outside, but with the weather not looking too great, the plans were canceled.

        You sat on the hotel bed, dressed in dark wash jeans and a gray sweater that resembled the sky outside, scrolling through your phone trying to find something to do in London.  Shawn was on the phone with Andrew, no doubt going over the game plan for his concert tomorrow night.

        While scrolling, your thumb accidentally hit a link that you didn’t want to see.  Rolling your eyes at how long it took the web page to load, you were about to hit the ‘previous page’ button when something caught your eye.

        Victoria & Albert Museum.

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Pixel Art Tree Tutorial

When I first started out doing pixel art I couldn’t find a good tutorial on how to make trees. So now that I’m a bit better, I’ve decided to make my own! 

For this tutorial, you’ll need some sort of digital art program. You probably shouldn’t be looking at digital art tutorials if you don’t have a digital art program. I use Pro Motion, but I’m pretty sure that Gimp and Photoshop work too. 

For space-saving reasons, I’ll put the rest beneath the read more

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It’s Always Been Weird (Avengers x reader)

Requests that just went perfectly together:

1. T'challa or Pietro one shot with a prompt that says, “You really need to stop leaving bodies in my kitchen, it’s getting weird”

2. dawn-phantomhive said: 

A Clint and/or Bucky fic with the prompt “Why are you asking for chloroform at 2 am?”

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I Got You Part 1

Characters: Reader, Dean, Sam

Summary:  Sam and Dean rescue reader from captivity.  Who held her captive?  Why?

Word Count:  1484

Warnings:  Violence (alluded to)

As always, feedback is welcomed and appreciated.  Tags are at the bottom. There’s still room on my Forever Tags.  Add yourself here.

Originally posted by frozen-delight

I Got You Part 1

The room is dank and musty, the mattress stained. It’s hard as a rock and has a distinct, yet unidentifiable odor, but it’s infinitely better than the floor. It’s been difficult to keep track of time in this cell, but it’s a fruitless endeavor with no windows and no regular meals to help you chart the beginning and end of a day.  

Your stomach rumbles in protest, it’s been empty for what seems like an eternity. Meals were coming at least once a day as far as you could tell, but nothing today. You ration the small amount of water that you’ve been given carefully. It seems as if maybe you’ve been abandoned or forgotten, but most likely the deprivation is a new form of torture.

The dim light bulb that flickers intermittently overhead illuminates the bruises that speckle your body. The oldest marks have faded from purplish-blue to a mottled green. The colors of your skin map a timeline of sorts, the older bruises indicating that it’s been a week at least in the hellish prison. There’s a particularly gnarly gash along your calf from a dull blade and at least two of your ribs are broken. Walking your fingers along your jawline, you touch the tender skin. Your lower lip has been split open and hurts like a bitch. Honestly, you’ve been worse, all things considered.

Still, you don’t know why you’re here. Monsters - monsters you can deal with. It’s humans that are fucking scary.

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Long Distance (Chapter Nine)

This Chapter has some pretty heavy insecure!Bucky feels. I’ve been trying to portray healthy relationships/real life emotions and Bucky being insecure about his arm is very real life I would think. So yes– be prepared for some Bucky feels. Also Steve being wonderful and protective and Tony being sweet about it. Also some Stucky sexy times! Holla!

Art for this chapter by my favorite @latelierderiot    Check her page out, and let her know how much you love her, because I LOVE HER and this story was her prompt so it’s basically all her fault!


Enjoy :)

{Group Message}

From Bucky– Tony tony tony. Send me a picture.

From Tony– {picture message}

From Bucky– I can’t believe I have to specify this, but I meant a picture of you, not of the pens on your desk

From Tony– {picture message}

From Bucky– or the pencils.

From Steve– well played, Tony.

From Steve– we miss you. wish you were here. Wish we could have done more of this sort of thing when we met up.


From Tony– well don’t you two look cozy. And here I am all alone in bed.


From Bucky– that’s not even fair! What am I supposed to with that??

From Tony– take a better pic and send it so I’ll have something to do before I get out of bed

From Steve– why is it that I try to start sweet conversations and you two turn it into something dirty

From Tony– Steve, am I to understand that you don’t want to send me something sexy, and then think about what I’m doing while looking at it? Is that what you’re saying?

From Steve– now let’s not be too hasty

From Bucky– well played, Tony.

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Shy Confession

Word Count: 1260

Wanna One: Kang Daniel

Author: I love Daniel so much, so I made something that almost happened to me lol😂

Originally posted by minhwangs

Fixing my hair in the bus as I was running late. I overslept this morning and was rushing to school. I texted my friend quickly.

Me: Unnie Am I late??

Sana: I’m not sure Ms. Soo is handing out maps.

Me: Get one for me! TT I hate this!!

I placed my phone in my pocket as I chewed my bottom lip. I fixed my clothes before exiting the bus and racing for my life to school. I kept running till my school came into view. My best friend was standing around the corner waving at me with the map in her hand. “You’re on time… I guess” she giggled. I tried catching my breath before talking. “Have you seen Daniel?” I asked looking around searching for my crush.

“Ehm yeah… he’s there with Sully and some other kids” She pointed to my right. “Egh she really annoys me” rolling my eyes, as my mood changed when I saw her being really close with Daniel. “He probably doesn’t like her” walking arm in arm to the other side of the road. I looked at her rolling my eyes again “Give me one good reason why not?” Keeping my eyes fixed on Sully. “Well she has a really shitty personality” I nodded mumbling she was right. We sat on a bench waiting till a teacher will show up. But no one came. Some people left already.

“Hey, You guys wanna hang out with us?” Mark my friend asked. I asked who would join and where we will go. Turns out Daniel, Sully and some other kids will tag along. We agreed to come as there was no teacher to check on us.  

We went to a supermarket and bought some snacks, we found a perfect spot in an open field at the park. We sat in a circle, listened to music and talked. “Hey let’s play truth or dare,” Seongwoo said. We all agreed to it and sat straight. Seongwoo started first, spinning the bottle which landed on Sully obviously.

“Sully truth or dare?” She looked at me with that nasty smirk plastered on her small face. “Dare,” she said confidently “Kiss Daniel on the cheek” Seongwoo pointed to Daniel who didn’t look all too happy. Sully fake sighed “if I have to” she adjusting her position, gently grabbing Daniel by the face. She slowly leaned in, I turned around looking at the grass. It had my full attention on a pink flower. My eyes shot up as I saw a big bee coming near me. I screamed on top of my lungs jumping up. Everyone looked at me in shock. I felt like crying as the bee flew away. "What’s wrong Y/N?” Sana asked concerned. I quietly sat down apologizing first before explaining my sudden attack. “I’m extremely allergic to bee’s” locking eyes with Daniel who looked really concerned.

“Okay sucks for you, can we continue?” Sully said trying to get the attention back to her but failed. “I think we should leave,” Daniel said we all agreed, making Sully huff. “We can- …never mind,” Daniel said. Everyone insisted him on telling his idea. He suggested on going to his house and eat there. We all agreed and left the park. We took the metro which was a torture for me. How Sully sat on Daniel’s lap because there were no seats, he offered her his seat but she begged him to sit on his lap. My blood was boiling by now as I looked out of the window.


His house was huge and his parents were really nice. They order Pizza for us and made snacks, music playing in the background. We took place in his backyard and talked. His younger brother and sister joined us when the food arrived. I was quietly eating a slice of pizza as I felt eyes burn in my head, I looked to the left and saw Daniel stare at me, he softly smiled at me. I smiled back as I didn’t want to draw attention from Sully. She was being too busy with Seongwoo. Touching his arm every time, he’s talking or laughing at all of his jokes. ‘She’s a gold digger for sure’ I thought, she doesn’t see Daniel anymore. Seongwoo, on the other hand, didn’t mind at all, he wasn’t that popular and never had a girlfriend so this was his change.

“I thought she was with my brother?” Daniel’s sister Jennie whispered. “Yeah, I figured out she’s after his money” she looked quite surprised, keeping her eyes on Sully. “Really?? Seongwoo is rich?” I nodded I told her that his father is the CEO of LG Electronics and his mom is a famous fashion designer. Her mouth dropped open “Do you know what her parents do?” I shrugged telling her I didn’t know.

Jennie was really nice, she asked me how we all became friends. I explained that all of our parents know each other except for Sully. By now she knows I like her brother Daniel. She told me I deserved him more than Sully or any other girl, she made me shy with her remark but appreciated it.

“It’s getting cold” I rubbed my arms to keep myself warm. I felt Daniel grab my hand and brought me inside. We both didn’t speak till we got into his room. I awkwardly stood there watching him how he was looking through his closet.

He handed me a blank grey hoodie, “You can wear this” he mumbled. I stood there looking at my reflection, the hoodie was way too big on me. “I’ll give it back tomorrow” looking at him.

“N-No you can have it, it looks cute on you anyway” he blushed. We just stood there in the middle of his room, the tension between us is literally unbearable. I thought it was best to just leave, I reached for the door but felt two hands grab my shoulders and turn me around. He held his grip on my shoulders as he was looking down at me, I looked back at me, my cheeks probably red.  

He opened his mouth, but no sound. He sighed out of frustration. His warm hand reached for mine. Unsure of what to do I just let him do his thing. He placed my hand over his heart. “Can you feel it?” I nodded my head slowly, his heart was beating rapidly. “It’s because of you… I liked you for so long now and I…” he struggled with his words. I snapped out of thoughts and bluntly smashed my lips on his. I shocked myself with this action that I quickly pulled away. “I’m s-sorry” I stuttered. He touched his lip, his eyes still on me. Before he could say anything, I interrupted him. “I like you so much you have no idea, you make me go insane.” I spat out. He looked at me with amuse.

He smiled and slowly leaned in again. His soft lips landed on mine, it felt perfect. He began moving his lips and I gladly followed him. His hands moving down my waist, pulling me in. Our lips perfectly molding together. I pulled away gasping for air. I hid my face in his chest, feeling extremely embarrassed. I heard him chuckle hugging me, it felt very comforting.

“So do u want to be my girlfriend?” still holding me close, I nodded my head “Yes I would love to” Daniel pulled away, intertwining our fingers and smiled sweetly at me.

This is how our perfect relationship started.

Quidditch Matches - Fred Weasley

Word Count: 4,223

Prompt: Fred and his Gryffindor girlfriend attend a Quidditch match together when other plans lead them back to Fred’s dorm room.

This is just based off and idea on what I could see happening if Fred Weasley brought his Gryffindor girlfriend to a Quidditch match between Ravenclaw and Slytherin.

Warnings: Fluff, very light smut, mention of sex, unedited 

“Hurry up, love! We’re gonna miss the match if we don’t get there in time!” Whipping your head around you found the source of the voice. You rolled your e/c eyes abated at your eager boyfriend. Fred was practically dancing back and forth on his toes as he stood waiting for you in the light mist. His red hair was hidden under a dampen wool hat, the ends sticking to his skin.

“Give me a second, Fred. I just need to put my boots on.” You mumbled leaning up against the brick walls of the castle. Fred Weasley had been raving the entire week about the Quidditch match playing out Saturday night. It was set between Slytherin and Ravenclaw and for some reason your boyfriend was more than thrilled to attend. He managed to hook you in and when Saturday finally did roll around, the match was all he could talk about. At five o'clock on the dot Fred dragged you out of the Gryffindor common room, where most of your weekends were spent, before you could even get dressed for the occasion. You snatched your raincoat off the hook, lucky for you a pair of thin fleece gloves were buried in the pocket, your boots by the door, and a homemade tie blanket to sit on.

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Waking him up! 😊🙈

submitted by @cherieann-2001

I was going to combine this with another gif, but frustrations got the best of me and I deleted about 3 paragraphs. Hopefully this is what you were looking for! Thanks for following, love.

You were sitting up in bed staring at your laptop for what seemed like hours. Your lack of patience was starting to get the best of you as you waited for Sam to wake up. Watching your boyfriend sleeping peacefully next to you was turning you on and you had no idea why. Maybe it was the way his hair was spread out over his pillow, or the way his body relaxed when sleep was his only worry in this world, no monsters, no Lucifer, no research to stress over. You really wanted to leave him be but the persistent tingling between your legs begged you to wake him up and take what you wanted.

Assuming Sam would appreciate your spontaneity, you gave in to your desire. Gently sitting your laptop on top of the nightstand, you slowly pulled the blankets away from both your bodies. Sam shifted in his sleep and you stiffened, waiting for him to settle back into his deep sleep. Letting out the breath you didn’t realize you were holding, you continued your journey south noting the thick line of his already stiff cock under the thin fabric of his boxer briefs. You felt another tingle run through your body at the sight, stopping between his conveniently spread legs to actually look at him and take in his beautiful form.

It was a rare opportunity to be able to just watch him. The two of you were always so eager in bed, you rarely stopped long enough to take in the other, it was always just a massive tangle of limbs, lips, and teeth, both of you anxious to feel skin against skin as quickly as possible. So you watched, taking in every dip and line, every muscle, every inch of his skin; some parts covered in thick patches of hair, some a little thinner, some completely bare. You watched every muscle that rippled when he took a breath, the way his veins throbbed against his neck, his adam’s apple when it bobbed against his throat. The longer you just watched, the wetter you felt yourself becoming. His body, his face, his heart, it was all pure perfection and in that moment you were never happier to call him yours.

Quickly, you stripped your own clothes off before leaning down and running your hand up one of his thighs, trailing your thumb over the sculpted muscle and gliding your fingers up the leg of the briefs. Your fingertips met his long member, finding the sensitive veins you had memorized, taking advantage of the map that was seared into your memory from the countless times your tongue had traced those same veins. Sam’s breaths became labored, his jaw started clenching and eyebrows furrowing, not waking completely until you started to gently massage his balls.

Removing your hand, you pulled the briefs slowly down his waist, stopping to enjoy the spring of his cock when it was finally free of its confines, watching it land on his stomach with a small smack, his tip almost lined up with his belly button. Letting the band rest atop his thighs, you followed the thick vein on the underside of his cock to his leaking tip, dipping your tongue in for a sample, humming around the swollen head as you wrapped your lips over just the head. Looking up through your eyelashes, Y/C/E were met with his hazel ones. He was watching you intently, his soft bottom lip sucked through his perfect white teeth. “Damn, baby. Not that I’m complaining, but what got into you?”

“Got tired of waiting on you to wake up…needed you…fuckin’ soaked for you Sam.” You replied between kisses up and down his shaft, “You could have jus–, ahh fuck!” You cut him off, taking him as far as your throat would allow, swallowing around him before pulling back up. He led you up his body, adjusting himself and your hips so that he was lined up with your entrance.

“That was a nice way to wake up, baby but now all I want to do is fuck you until you can’t speak.”

A few hours later you were spent, your body was sprawled across the bed and your limbs seemed to be made of jelly.

“So, did I come through on my promise?” Sam asked with a hopeful glint in his eye.

“Mhmm…” you couldn’t seem to form anything past that single thought.

Professional (Spencer Reid x Reader)

A/N: Hey guys! This was a fun one to write and I hope you enjoy putting your eyes on it.
Warnings: none, maybe light smut
Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader
Prompt: the reader is a new member to the BAU team and shows Spencer up constantly so he ends up getting annoyed and brings it up to her? And when he does, she starts teasing him, he gets annoyed and then when they both get frustrated, they end up making out in the broom closet only to be found out by the rest of the team
Requested by: @anon
Upcoming Imagine: Spencer and the reader were best friends…
You walked into the BAU with coffee in one hand and files in the other, and you needed your wallet out of your back pocket.
You quickly looked around, needing assistance until you saw a tall, brown haired man.
“Hey you.” You said making him turn around quickly and smile.
“Hi.” He said with a small smile and a wave.
“Do you mind getting my wallet out of my back pocket?” You said turning around and jutting your hip out.
The man stared at your wallet and froze.
“I uh…” he stammered, lost for words.
You turned and looked at his red face, confused and scared.
“I would get it but my arms are full.” You said with a small laugh as he awkwardly fiddled with his hands.
“I'm… um I don't…” he stuttered.
“Are you doing to take it out of my pocket or not?” You said after sighing.
His mouth opened and closed and you decided to take that as a no and you turned around with a huff, finding a dark skinned man and you grabbed his attention before asking the same favor, which he did with ease.
“Thank you.” You said as he set it with the files in your hand.
“No problem sugar.” He said with a dashing smile.
Throughout the day you met the team, and since today everyone was going through files, it was a chill day.
You really hit it off with Derek and Emily, but there was this tension between you and Spencer, the man who refused to take your wallet out of your back pocket.
“Yeah pretty boy has a germ thing, he doesn’t like to shake hands so don’t expect to be in a radius of 5 feet close to him.” Derek said with a smile as Spencer blushed.
“That explains why he was so scared to take my wallet out of my pocket.” You said as you bit your lip as you looked at him.
“I wasn’t scared it was just… in your back pocket.” He muttered under his breathe.
“He probably just didn’t want to touch your ass.” Derek said with a laugh.
“And you did?” You asked Derek, changing the teasing to him now.
Out of the corner of your eye you saw Spencer’s hands ball up in fists as he turned around and walked to his desk, not wanting to be a part of the conversation.
“It was relevant okay? It’s what I do on a daily basis so your going to have to deal with it.” Spencer said.
You had teased him about the unrelevant talking he does after every word you say, triggering a small argument.
“Do I have to deal with your passive aggressive sass as well?” You asked with a small laugh.
He was definitely classified as passive aggressive, which is one of the worst things to be, because it gets on everyone’s nerves very quickly, you had found out.
Spencer blushed and continued drawing nonsense on the map that wasn’t even related to what you were doing.
You grabbed a marker and drew a smiley face next to what he was doing and capped the pen with a satisfied smile.
Spencer stopped and looked down at you before erasing it.
You gasped and drug your fingers over what he was doing.
“That was professional.” He said erasing the rest of it before redrawing it.
“It’s not very professional to give me a hard time on my first day.” You teased.
“It’s not professional to ask a coworker to touch your ass on the first day either.” He snapped before throwing the pen in the garbage. “It ran out of ink.” He said before walking away, which you quickly followed.
“I’m making you mad aren’t I?” You asked with a grin.
“I’m not mad.” He said taking out his keys after he stopped at a door.
“I think you are. I’m not supposed to profile my coworkers but your behavior is screaming ‘mad’.” You said before he opened the door quickly, revealing the supply closet as he scanned the shelves for dry erase markers.
“You could’ve just used the one I had. Oh wait, it probably had my germs on it.” You said, making him slam the door and press you to the back of it.
“I told you the doctors mad.” You said biting your bottom lip.
“You wanted me to touch you didn’t you? That’s why you asked me to take the wallet out of your pocket.” He said as his mouth was dangerously close to yours.
“Well it looks like you missed your chance pretty boy.” You said fixing his tie.
You weren’t going to be the one to give in.
Blush rose to his cheeks as you had your hands on him, his stayed at his waist unsure of what to do with them.
“Unless you want a second chance…” you said taking his hands and setting them on your hips.
His mouth dropped open and closed again like earlier, unsure of what to say.
“Speak Spencer.” You said making him blink quickly, his lips too perfect to resist.
You pulled his tie down and locked your lips with his.
He moaned into the kiss as you looped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you as you soaked in his delicious scent.
His hands moved down to cup your ass in his large hands, making you break the kiss.
“There you go pretty boy.” You said dragging your thumbs over his lips as he was catching his breathe.
Spencer lifted you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist before he pushed you into the perpendicular wall.
You hit the wall with a thud as Spencer’s tongue raided your mouth.
You pulled on his hair as he squeezed your ass, but both of you were interrupted by the sound of the door opening.
Spencer practically dropped you on your feet as Emily’s face appeared, her mouth dropped open at the sight of both of you heavily breathing and Spencer’s hair more of a mess than it already was.
“I’m telling Derek.” She said in a teasing tone, before you knew it, you and Spencer walked out of the closet and you both earned grins and stares.
You both went back to your own desks, but before you two parted you whispered, “That was professional.”


Characters:  Reader x Dean (Brief cameo by Sam)

Summary:  Dean and reader escape the bunker on a warm summer evening.

A/N:  This is for @jensen-jarpad  ‘s challenge, “Let’s Celebrate”.

Word Count:  2199

Warnings:  Smut/Language

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Originally posted by fencehopping


“Come on, it’ll be fun,” I urge.

Sam groans, Dean looks mildly intrigued.  

“I have work to do, but you two go on, have fun,” Sam says. He sounds like a dad sending his annoying kids off to play. Dean and I have both been feeling restless, the walls of the bunker closing in on us.  

We’ve been cooped up in here too long, no case to work, no outlet for our energy. Dean’s like me in that regard. Too much time sitting idle makes me antsy. I’m about ready to climb the walls.

“I’m in,” Dean says, pushing his chair away from the table.

“Yay!” I exclaim, a little overenthusiastically. “I’m going to go get changed.”


Dean’s eyes widen when I rejoin him in the library in my cutoff denim shorts and star-spangled halter top. A thrill shoots through me when I see him taking in my curves and lines with appreciation.

“Ready?” he asks.

“Just need a few supplies first.” He follows me to to the kitchen where I pull two six packs out of the fridge. “You grab the cooler.”

Dean returns with the green cooler just as I finish making sandwiches. “Ice,” I direct him. Dean loads the cooler while I go snag a blanket.  

“All set?” he asks.

I can’t keep the dopey grin off my face. “Yes!”  I’m so unbelievably excited to get out of the bunker. Especially with Dean.  

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anonymous asked:

Trick or treating/favorite candy for a spooky request?? Pwease!

Ah, I can answer this real quick for you, love! ^^ ~4


  • He’s the type to plan out THE BEST route for trick or treating
  • also the type to leave you behind because you aren’t walking fast enough
  • His favourite candy is… all of it. All of the candy. He doesn’t even look.


  • He’ll go with you because obviously he isn’t gonna let you walk alone at night he doesn’t care if you’re old enough to
  • All of his candy? Goes to you, of course!
  • He doesnt normally like to hide his perfect face but he must admit, wearing a mask is nice because people dont recognize him! He can enjoy his night with you!
  • Doesn’t eat candy (“MC! The sugar can make my skin break out ;A;”) but if he /has/ to splurge, the dork will eat old-lady-bottom-of-the-purse kind of candy, ya know, butterscotch hard candies! Every now and again, he’ll eat a simple piece of chocolate


  • She holds your hand so she doesn’t lose you and waits at the end of the walkway for you to get your candy! What a mum! Such a beautiful mum pls save her
  • Goes through all of your candy. She wants you to be safe? She knows you can just eat your way through it all without looking. Totally doesn’t steal some for herself
  • Her favourite candies are the simple chocolates, like plain hersheys or some generic chocolates


  • Has you trick or treat within his building instead of outside. At night. With strangers. No MC, he wants you protected!
  • That being said he literally provides everyone in the building with a variety of different candies that he knows are your favourites
  • All of them are king sized. All of them. He won’t let you eat more than one or two though. Jumin pls
  • His favourites are the ~fancy~ chocolates, imported from different countries. This hoe likes those wine infused ones too, smh


  • Kind of like Yoosung, makes a plan and maps it all out, but he also starts the /minute/ the sun goes down
  • Totally the type to pour out all of the candy for a swap meet with you. He may have gotten the better candy at the time, but if you want it, he will give it to you. For a price. Usually a kiss.
  • Favourite candies are the ones he eats mixed with HBC, or the ones that have a crunch! (Like butterfingers, Crunch, the works)


  • Just gets dragged along with you but is smiling the whole time
  • Carries your candy bag until you need it, totally sneaks some smaller candies from you when you aren’t looking
  • “What do you mean your bag feels light, MC? I didn’t take any. Maybe you need to go to a few more houses?”
  • Loves those fruit chews! Some of them can be a little overbearing but he still loves them nonetheless


  • One Continuous Groan™
  • Until you’re about 5 houses into the night then he’s hYPED. He’s racing you to the next house.
  • You dress up? No one knows who you truly are? /AND/ they give you candy? What the fuck? Sign him up?
  • His favourite candies are whatever your favourites are because he likes to be a little shit and eat all of them while giving you this lil smirk

VANDERWOOD because i cAN:

  • It’s time to play: “How many times can Vandy make the ‘tch’ noise in a night”
  • Though they offer to hold your bag the whole time. Also such a mum, refuses to walk up to the door
  • Goes through your candy because they’re Paranoid™, being an agent can do that to you and they just wanna make sure you are safe and happy. Does let you eat as much as you want, so long as you don’t make yourself sick!
  • Favourite candies are probably those chocolates that have fruity flavours like raspberry or sometimes coconut