like you wish yours were as impressive

Ask me! I'll answer honestly

1: How tall or short do you wish you were?
2: What’s your dream pet? (Real or not)
3: Do you have a favorite clothing style?
4: What was your favorite video game growing up?
5: What three things/people do you think of most each day:
6: If you had a warning label, what would yours say?
7: What is your opinion on [insert person/thing here]?
8: What is your Greek personality type? [Sanguine, Phlegmatic, Choleric, or Melancholic]
9: Are you ticklish?
10: Are you allergic to anything?
11: What’s your sexuality?
12: Do you prefer tea, coffee, or cocoa?
13: Are you a cat or dog person?
14: Would you rather be a vampire, elf, or merperson?
15: Do you have a favorite Youtuber?
16: How tall are you?
17: If you had to change your name, what would you change it to?
18: How much do you weigh? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]
19: Do you believe in ghosts/spirits?
20: Do you like space or the ocean more?
21: Are you religious?
22: Pet peeves?
23: Would you rather be nocturnal or diurnal [opposite of nocturnal]?
24: Favorite constellation?
25: Favorite star?
26: Do you like ball-jointed dolls?
27: Any phobias or fears?
28: Do you think global warming is real?
29: Do you believe in reincarnation?
30: Favorite movie?
31: Do you get scared easily?
32: How many pets have you own in your lifetime?
33: Blog rate? [You’ll rate the blog of the one who’s asking.]
34: What is a color that calms you?
35: Where would you like to travel and/or live?
36: Where were you born?
37: What is your eye color?
38: Introvert or extrovert?
39: Do you believe in horoscopes and zodiacs?
40: Hugs or kisses?
41: Who is someone you would like to see/visit right now?
42: Who is someone you love deeply?
43: Any piercings you want?
44: Do you like tattoos and piercings?
45: Do you smoke or have you eiver done so?
46: Talk about your crush, if you have one!
47: What is a sound you really hate?
48: A sound you really love?
49: Can you do a backflip?
50: Can you do the splits?
51: Favorite actor and/or actress?
52: Favorite movie?
53: How are you feeling right now?
54: What color would you like your hair to be right now?
55: When did you feel happiest?
56: Something that calms you down?
57: Have any mental disorders? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]
58: What does your URL mean?
59: What three words describe you the most?
60: Do you believe in evolution?
61: What makes you unfollow a blog?
62: What makes you follow a blog?
63: Favorite kind of person:
64: Favorite animal(s):
65: Name three of your favorite blogs.
66: Favorite emoticon:
67: Favorite meme:
68: What is your MBTI personality type?
69: What is your star sign?
70: Can your dog roll over on command, if you have a dog?
71: What outfit out of all your clothes do you like to wear the most?
72: Post a selfie or two?
73: Do you have platform shoes?
74: What is one random but interesting fact about yourself?
75: Can you do a front flip?
76: Do you like birds?
77: Do you like to swim?
78: Is swimming or ice skating more fun to you?
79: Something you wish didn’t exist:
80: Some thing you wish did exist:
81: Piercings you have?
82: Something you really enjoy doing:
83: Favorite person to talk to:
84: What was your first impression of Tumblr?
85: How many followers do you have?
86: Can you run a mile within ten minutes?
87: Do your socks always match?
88: Can you touch your toes and keep your legs straight completely?
89: What are your birthstones?
90: If you were an animal, which one would you be?
91: If a flower could aesthetically represent you, what kind would it be?
92: A store you hate?
93: How many cups of coffee can you drink in one day?
94: Would you rather be able to fly or read minds?
95: Do you like to wear camo?
96: Winter or summer?
97: How long can you hold your breath for?
98: Least favorite person?
99: Someone you look up to:
100: A store you love?
101: Favorite type of shoes
102: Where do you live?
103: Are you a vegetarian or vegan? If so, why?
104: What is your favorite mineral or gem?
105: Do you drink milk?
106: Do you like bugs?
107: Do you like spiders?
108: Something you get paranoid about?
109: Can you draw:
110: Nosiest question you have ever been asked?
111: A question you hate being asked?
112: Ever been bitten by a spider?
113: Do you like the sound of waves at the beach?
114: Do you prefer cloudy or sunny days?
115: Someone you’d like to kiss or cuddle right now:
116: Favorite cloud type:
117: What color do you wish the sky was?
118: Do you have freckles?
119: Favorite thing about a person:
120: Fruits or vegetables?
121: Something you want to do right now:
122: Is the ocean or sky prettier?
123: Sweet or sour foods?
124: Bright or dim lights?
125: Do you believe in a certain magical creature?
126: Something you hate about Tumblr:
127: Something you love about Tumblr:
128: What do you think about the least?
129: What would you want written on your tombstone?
130: Who would you like to punch in the face right now?
131: What is something you love but also hate about yourself?
132: Do you smile with your teeth showing for pictures?
133: Computer or TV?
134: Do you like roller coasters?
135: Do you get motion sickness or seasickness?
136: Are your ears lobed or attached?
137: Do you believe in karma?
138: On a scale of 1-10, how attractive would you say you are?
139: What nicknames do you have/have had?
140: Did you have any pretend or imaginary friends?
141: Have you ever seen a therapist/shrink?
142: Would you say you are a good or bad influence to others?
143: Do you prefer giving or receiving gifts/help?
144: What makes you angry
145: How many languages do you speak fluently?
146: Do you prefer boys, girls, and/or non-binaries?
147: Are you androgynous?
148: Favorite physical thing about yourself:
149: Favorite thing about your personality:
150: Name three people you would like to talk to right now in person.
151: If you could go back into time and live in one era, which would you choose?
152: Do you like BuzzFeed?
153: How did you meet your spouse/girlfriend/boyfriend/partner? [If you have one.]
154: Do you like to kiss others’ foreheads or hands for platonic reasons?
155: Do you like to play with others’ hair?
156: What embarrasses you?
157: Something that makes you nervous/anxious:
158: Biggest lie you have ever told:
159: How many people are you following?
160: How many posts do you have on your blog(s)?
161: How many drafts do you have on your blog(s)?
162: How many likes do you have on your blog(s)?
163: Last time you cried and why:
164: Do you have long or short hair?
165: Longest your hair has ever been:
166: Why do you like, dislike, or have neutral feelings about religon?
167: Do you really care how the universe and world was created?
168: Do you like to wear makeup?
169: Can you stand on your hands or head for more than thirty seconds?
170: Did you answer the questions you were asked truthfully?

Ask me! I'll answer honestly!

1: How tall or short do you wish you were?
2: What’s your dream pet? (Real or not)
3: Do you have a favorite clothing style?
4: What was your favorite video game growing up?
5: What three things/people do you think of most each day:
6: If you had a warning label, what would yours say?
7: What is your opinion on [insert person/thing here]?
8: What is your Greek personality type? [Sanguine, Phlegmatic, Choleric, or Melancholic]
9: Are you ticklish?
10: Are you allergic to anything?
11: What’s your sexuality?
12: Do you prefer tea, coffee, or cocoa?
13: Are you a cat or dog person?
14: Would you rather be a vampire, elf, or merperson?
15: Do you have a favorite Youtuber?
16: How tall are you?
17: If you had to change your name, what would you change it to?
18: How much do you weigh? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]
19: Do you believe in ghosts/spirits?
20: Do you like space or the ocean more?
21: Are you religious?
22: Pet peeves?
23: Would you rather be nocturnal or diurnal [opposite of nocturnal]?
24: Favorite constellation?
25: Favorite star?
26: Do you like ball-jointed dolls?
27: Any phobias or fears?
28: Do you think global warming is real?
29: Do you believe in reincarnation?
30: Favorite movie?
31: Do you get scared easily?
32: How many pets have you own in your lifetime?
33: Blog rate? [You’ll rate the blog of the one who’s asking.]
34: What is a color that calms you?
35: Where would you like to travel and/or live?
36: Where were you born?
37: What is your eye color?
38: Introvert or extrovert?
39: Do you believe in horoscopes and zodiacs?
40: Hugs or kisses?
41: Who is someone you would like to see/visit right now?
42: Who is someone you love deeply?
43: Any piercings you want?
44: Do you like tattoos and piercings?
45: Do you smoke or have you eiver done so?
46: Talk about your crush, if you have one!
47: What is a sound you really hate?
48: A sound you really love?
49: Can you do a backflip?
50: Can you do the splits?
51: Favorite actor and/or actress?
52: Favorite movie?
53: How are you feeling right now?
54: What color would you like your hair to be right now?
55: When did you feel happiest?
56: Something that calms you down?
57: Have any mental disorders? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]
58: What does your URL mean?
59: What three words describe you the most?
60: Do you believe in evolution?
61: What makes you unfollow a blog?
62: What makes you follow a blog?
63: Favorite kind of person:
64: Favorite animal(s):
65: Name three of your favorite blogs.
66: Favorite emoticon:
67: Favorite meme:
68: What is your MBTI personality type?
69: What is your star sign?
70: Can your dog roll over on command, if you have a dog?
71: What outfit out of all your clothes do you like to wear the most?
72: Post a selfie or two?
73: Do you have platform shoes?
74: What is one random but interesting fact about yourself?
75: Can you do a front flip?
76: Do you like birds?
77: Do you like to swim?
78: Is swimming or ice skating more fun to you?
79: Something you wish didn’t exist:
80: Some thing you wish did exist:
81: Piercings you have?
82: Something you really enjoy doing:
83: Favorite person to talk to:
84: What was your first impression of Tumblr?
85: How many followers do you have?
86: Can you run a mile within ten minutes?
87: Do your socks always match?
88: Can you touch your toes and keep your legs straight completely?
89: What are your birthstones?
90: If you were an animal, which one would you be?
91: If a flower could aesthetically represent you, what kind would it be?
92: A store you hate?
93: How many cups of coffee can you drink in one day?
94: Would you rather be able to fly or read minds?
95: Do you like to wear camo?
96: Winter or summer?
97: How long can you hold your breath for?
98: Least favorite person?
99: Someone you look up to:
100: A store you love?
101: Favorite type of shoes
102: Where do you live?
103: Are you a vegetarian or vegan? If so, why?
104: What is your favorite mineral or gem?
105: Do you drink milk?
106: Do you like bugs?
107: Do you like spiders?
108: Something you get paranoid about?
109: Can you draw:
110: Nosiest question you have ever been asked?
111: A question you hate being asked?
112: Ever been bitten by a spider?
113: Do you like the sound of waves at the beach?
114: Do you prefer cloudy or sunny days?
115: Someone you’d like to kiss or cuddle right now:
116: Favorite cloud type:
117: What color do you wish the sky was?
118: Do you have freckles?
119: Favorite thing about a person:
120: Fruits or vegetables?
121: Something you want to do right now:
122: Is the ocean or sky prettier?
123: Sweet or sour foods?
124: Bright or dim lights?
125: Do you believe in a certain magical creature?
126: Something you hate about Tumblr:
127: Something you love about Tumblr:
128: What do you think about the least?
129: What would you want written on your tombstone?
130: Who would you like to punch in the face right now?
131: What is something you love but also hate about yourself?
132: Do you smile with your teeth showing for pictures?
133: Computer or TV?
134: Do you like roller coasters?
135: Do you get motion sickness or seasickness?
136: Are your ears lobed or attached?
137: Do you believe in karma?
138: On a scale of 1-10, how attractive would you say you are?
139: What nicknames do you have/have had?
140: Did you have any pretend or imaginary friends?
141: Have you ever seen a therapist/shrink?
142: Would you say you are a good or bad influence to others?
143: Do you prefer giving or receiving gifts/help?
144: What makes you angry
145: How many languages do you speak fluently?
146: Do you prefer boys, girls, and/or non-binaries?
147: Are you androgynous?
148: Favorite physical thing about yourself:
149: Favorite thing about your personality:
150: Name three people you would like to talk to right now in person.
151: If you could go back into time and live in one era, which would you choose?
152: Do you like BuzzFeed?
153: How did you meet your spouse/girlfriend/boyfriend/partner? [If you have one.]
154: Do you like to kiss others’ foreheads or hands for platonic reasons?
155: Do you like to play with others’ hair?
156: What embarrasses you?
157: Something that makes you nervous/anxious:
158: Biggest lie you have ever told:
159: How many people are you following?
160: How many posts do you have on your blog(s)?
161: How many drafts do you have on your blog(s)?
162: How many likes do you have on your blog(s)?
163: Last time you cried and why:
164: Do you have long or short hair?
165: Longest your hair has ever been:
166: Why do you like, dislike, or have neutral feelings about religon?
167: Do you really care how the universe and world was created?
168: Do you like to wear makeup?
169: Can you stand on your hands or head for more than thirty seconds?
170: Did you answer the questions you were asked truthfully?

iwaizumi hajime headcanons for his birthday!

  • [oikawa walks into the room] iwaizumi: [disappointed sigh]
  • says “believe in the me that believes in you” but like…..unironically
  • incredibly good at real sports. surprisingly bad at wii sports.
    • watari: “just swing it like a real baseball bat” iwaizumi: [puts the wii remote through the tv]
    • iwaizumi: “if there was running in this game i would beat all of you”
  • iwaizumi is shorter than itachiyama’s libero and the worst moment of his life was the day the seijou third years found out
  • [watching godzilla] godzilla: [knocks over a building] iwaizumi: “god i wish that were me”
    • does he want to be the building or godzilla? no one can tell
  • when people say “a good handshake makes a good first impression” they’re talking about his handshake
  • he is the most savage member of a team filled with savage people
    • only person able to make futakuchi kenji cry
    • will tell you, to your face, exactly what you are doing wrong, and has the receipts to back it up
    • thankfully, he’s also the most likely to help you fix whatever is going wrong in your life
  • his ringtone for oikawa is the imperial march
  • in their second year, hanamaki and matsukawa spread enough rumors about iwaizumi’s accomplishments that he became a legend at school
    • he’s basically a walking “the most interesting man in the world” commercial
    • hanamaki: “he divorced oikawa when he caught him littering”
    • matsukawa: “his business card only says ‘i’ll call you.’”
  • you know how sometimes you wake up in the middle of the night because you felt like you were falling? iwaizumi gets that too but for him it’s a high-pitched voice saying “iwa-chan!”
Crazy World - Part Two - FBI!Stiles Stilinski

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: FBI!Stiles Stilinski/Reader

Word Count: 13,964

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Oral (male receiving), Public Sex, Unprotected Sex, Daddy Kink, Angry/Jealous Sex, Fluffy/Romantic Making Love, Heart-wrenching moments that are bound to break hearts, Stiles stealing Roscoe from Scott’s driveway

Notes: IT’S LONG. IT’S HEARTBREAKING. IT’S CUTE. @minhosmeanhoe helped me with the beginning of this (well, the idea for it) because she is a hoe like me and I love her so much. PLEASE LET ME KNOW HOW YOU LIKE IT?

Part 1

When Stiles started at George Washington a year ago, he never thought he would be here.

When Stiles met you on his first day of classes, he never thought he would be dating his professor.

When Stiles told you about the supernatural, he never thought you would stay with him.

When Stiles told you the things he knew, he never thought you would listen to him and believe him.

When Stiles looked at you in his arms every night, he never thought you would still be with him to this day.

When Stiles began his field training three months ago, he never thought it would be like this.

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How to Love Like Us (Ethan x Reader)

Description:  Ethan is asked to join his ex for a sit down video for a YouTube channel where they are instructed to ask each other about their relationship.  As they move through their conversation, travelling through the past, a question comes up that has yet to be discussed.  The response Ethan receives is one he never expected.

Word Count: 2,862

Warnings: Talk of depression. Language.

 A/N: This is based off of YouTube videos such as Hurt Bae and other couple one on one interviews with each other.  Thank you to @scuteedolans for encouraging me with writing this piece.  In this Ethan is about 20-21 years old.  I hope you enjoy it!


 Your POV:

It had been 6 months since I had last seen him.  I knew that we were about to enter the room at the same time to sit in those chairs, face to face, with nothing just a stack of questions and never-ending eye contact.  Sat in the center of a nearly empty room were two, tall director’s chairs set so that we would be across from each other.  A couple cameras were set up to record with the camera men standing behind them, just waiting for us to take our places.

I never thought that I would be in one of these “exes ask questions’ videos, but when I was told that Ethan was asked to do one, I felt like I at least owed it to him after the way we left off, so reluctantly I agreed to do it with him.

           “Y/n, are you ready?” I turned to face the producer who had set this whole thing up.  I’m sure my eyes were filled with fear and hesitancy.

           I took a deep breath and nodded my head.  Was I actually ready to face him?  Did I have enough time to prepare myself for what was to come?  I wasn’t told ahead of time what these questions were going to be.  It was obvious that there would be questions that would catch me off guard or would be ones that I didn’t want to answer, but I signed the form that I would be completely honest and open throughout the whole thing.

           “Is Ethan in place?” she said as she pressed the ear piece closer, waiting for the answer.  “Okay, perfect, let’s get ready.” She placed her hand on my shoulder, “You’re going to do great.  We can take breaks when needed and you don’t have to ask to get up.” Her hand gave me a quick squeeze.  “Do you need a tissue?” she handed it to me without waiting for my response.

           I looked at my feet the whole time I walked to my seat, too many thoughts racing through my mind for me to comprehend.  Once I was standing next to the chair, I looked up to meet Ethan’s eyes.  He looked at me with a warmth that made my heart skip a beat the same way it did the first time he ever looked at me.

           We both picked up the notecards from our seats before finally sitting down.  It took me a solid 30 seconds to adjust in my seat whereas it only took Ethan a moment to find a comfortable position.  He tapped his cards against his thigh to straighten them up, his eyes still trained on mine.

           “Would you like me to go first?” he asked quietly.

           “Yes, please.” My voice could hardly be heard. It was like my voice had caught up in my throat.

           “Okay.” He lifted the first card, reading it to himself before sharing it with me.  A small smile formed at the corner of his lips, “How did we first meet?” he placed the card at the back of the stack.

           I laugh a bit at the memory, “We were both at Best Buy.” He flashed a toothy smile, “You and Grayson were looking for a new camera while I was looking for a new lens.”

           “Grayson was doing all of the work while I was taking pictures of myself on each camera.” Ethan filled in the next part, shaking his head at himself.

           “You kept trying to take selfies with me in the background to make me feel uncomfortable, but it didn’t work.” I added, thinking back to that day.  I had noticed Ethan moving from camera to camera, turning it toward his face and snapping picture after picture.

           “And you,” he pointed right at me, “finally posed for a picture.  You flipped me off in the background.” He broke out in a small fit of laughter.

           I nodded, “I did.  You deserved it.”

           “You’re right I did.” He paused before nodding at the cards in my hands.

           Flipping the top one over I read it aloud without taking a look for myself.  I figured that it would be a better idea to just get it out.  “Did I ever do anything that made you question whether we were supposed to be together or not?  If so, what was it?”  The question rolled off my tongue much easier than it would have if I had read it in my head first.

           A frown formed on his face, his eyebrows knitting together.  He was taking a while to respond and it was making me more nervous than it probably should have.  “Nothing you ever did made me question us being together.  You were everything I hoped for and more.”

           My lips tightened, folding in as I tried to fight back the emotions I was feeling.  He said it in such a light tone, but the hurt that was in his eyes made my heart want to explode.  I tried to find the words to respond with, but there it was like fireworks, response after response exploding in my mind but fizzling away all too soon.

           Before I could even say anything he read his next card, “If you could describe our sex life in 3 words, what would they be?” I was surprised at how well he held it together as he asked.  I knew that he wanted to explode with laughter by the playfulness in his eyes.

           I bit my lip to suppress my grin, “Amazing, loving, and…” I tapped my chin, “adventurous.” I absent mindedly played with a piece of hair that was brushing against my face.

           “Oooh, adventurous!” he wigged his eyebrows and shoulders at the same time.  I immediately hid my face in my hands, embarrassed yet amused by his response.  “Don’t be so shy!” he leaned forward and gently hit my leg with his cards.

           “I can’t help it!” I argued, pulling out my next card, “What’s your favorite memory of us?”

           “Oh I don’t even have to think about this one!” he clapped his hands together.  “My favorite memory is the time we went on the jet ski and I let you drive it for the first time ever.  It was only a minute in and you knocked us into the water!”

           “I was so excited!  Guess the excitement got the best of me.” I giggled like a school girl.

           He shook his head, laughing, “When we came up we realized that you flooded the engine somehow so we had to swim it back to shore which took like a half hour.”

           “Then we got to the dock and you refused to help me out until I admitted that it was all my fault.  So when you finally helped me out I pushed you back in.”

           “And you told me it was out of love.  And I just knew, that I couldn’t let you go that day. I’ve never felt the way you made me feel.” He laughed, throwing his head back.  “God, no one could love the way we loved.  No one knew how to love like us.”

           “We did have an epic love.” I admitted, wishing I could relive all the moments we shared.

           “Next question.  What was your first impression of me?” he raised an eyebrow.

           I shrugged, “That you were a goon.  A cute goon, but a goon none the less.”

           “You loved every bit of this!” he held his hands out as if to say, ‘look at me’.

           I shook my head, heat rising to my cheeks.  “Let’s move on.  Are you in a relationship now?” my chest tightened.  I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear his answer, but the question had already been asked and there was no taking it back.

           “No.” he answered.  Short, sweet, and to the point.  “Are you?” he retorted.

           “That’s not your question to ask, it’s mine.” I raised my brows at him.

           “So you are.” He deadpanned.

           “No.  I haven’t talked to any other guy since you.  But it was my question to ask, so…” I made a childish face, placing the card at the back of the stack.

           He chuckled, “Always have to be sarcastic don’t you?”  I shrugged in response, “I miss your sarcasm.”  We both got silent.  He immediately looked down at his next card, “What was your favorite thing about me?

           “Your smile.” I responded.  “Your smile when you were excited, your smile when you were happy, your smile when I told a horrible joke, when we rode rollercoasters, when we were at comedy movies.  The way you smiled for me when I was sad and when I needed courage.  You’re smile whenever we were together.  I love your smile.”

           He purposely grinned from ear to ear.  He kept moving his head back and forth to make sure that I saw each angle of his infamous smile.  Of course I laughed because almost everything he does makes me feel an unexplainable joy that was unique to only him.

           “You were the reason I smiled.” Of course he had to pull on my heart strings a little more.  I was already feeling numerous different emotions and his actions and comments were only making those feelings stronger.

           “You were the reason I smiled.” I answered truthfully. Again we shared a moment of silence before moving on.  “What is the one thing you regret about our relationship or regret not doing during it?” I asked.  Why did these questions have to go so deep?

           His head turned to the side, his bottom lip tucked between his teeth.  He kept looking at me out of the corner of his eye, but he couldn’t get himself to turn to me.  I let him take his time; I didn’t want to rush him.  “I regret not telling you I loved you more.  You deserved more ‘I love yous’.  I wish I would have told you how much I love you every second of every day.”

           The tears finally started to well up in my eyes as he finally looked at me.  The Kleenex that had been sitting on my lap was now in my hands, ready to soak up any tears when they finally fell.  He had seen me cry enough already during the breakup, I didn’t want him to see me cry again.

           I pushed myself up from the chair, setting the cards down on the seat.  My feet carried me out of the view of the camera and off set.  Ethan didn’t follow me, he remained in his seat, his head turned back to the side again, only this time his eyes were focused on the floor. I could feel my heartrate picking up and my breathing going deeper than it had in the past 6 months.  My hands were covering my face as I took the time to collect myself.  It was a solid 3 minutes before I built up the courage to return to my seat.

           “Sorry for making you wait.” I mumbled as I returned to my position.

           He shrugged, “It’s okay, you needed a break. I didn’t mind.  I’ll always wait for you.”

           I tried to ignore his comment because there was only so much more I could take before I had a full on meltdown.  “It’s your turn.” I gestured towards the final card in his hand.

           “Oh, yeah.” He whispered.  “Okay, my last question is… Why did we break up?” his voice trailed off at the end.  “I don’t even know the answer to this question; you broke up with me and never told me why.” The curiosity in his voice was almost over shadowed by the pain.

           When we broke up there were so many things going on in my mind and when I made the decision I just left him with only a few words spoken and a thousand tears shed.  He deserved more than that but I was too much of a coward to tell him the reason.

           “I… I broke up with you because… I just…” I stuttered through my words.  I never thought the day would come where we would be sitting face to face with nowhere to run, and I would be forced to answer this question.  “I broke up with you because I wasn’t okay.  I was filled with a sadness that couldn’t be lifted.  It weighed heavy on my heart.  There were things that were going on in my life that I didn’t share with you because I know how easily worried you get.  I was just so sad.”

           “I could have helped you.  Why didn’t you tell me?  We could have worked through it together!” his voiced raised a bit but not too much.

           “Ethan…” I took a deep breath.  “Ethan, you were the only thing that could make me happy, but when you were gone my world got darker.  Do you know how scary that is?  How scary it is to know that you are depending on one person to bring happiness into your life?”

           “If you would have told me…”

           I cut him off, “If I would have told you that would have put pressure on you.  Pressure that you didn’t deserve.  I needed to learn to be okay on my own.  I can’t depend on someone all my life.  It was up to me to choose the path, it was up to me to choose recovery, and it was up to me to let you continue on your journey without me holding you back. There were many times I wanted to call you.  I wanted to tell you what was going on.  I wanted to ask you to rescue me.  But I had to be my own hero.”

           He ran his hand through his hair, a frazzled sigh leaving his mouth.  “What happened?” he whispered.

           “I was depressed.  At first I thought that there must have been something to trigger it, but there wasn’t. Sometimes people just get sad and there’s no explanation.  I started to pick apart everything in my life.  I wasn’t happy with the way I looked.  I was constantly searching for flaws on myself; it was almost an addiction for me.  I hated my job.  I chose to do what my parents wanted me to do.  I’m an accountant!  I fucking hate numbers!  I wanted to be a writer, I wanted to tell the stories built up in my imagination!  I wanted to tell our story!  And… I thought I wasn’t good enough for you.” Once I finished I took a deep breath.  I closed my eyes so that I could just breathe.  The silence allowed me to hear my own heartbeat, my pulse pounding in my head. I could hear Ethan’s breathing. It was a sweet rhythm that brought me peace faster than anyone else could.

           “You were always enough for me.” I felt his hand take mine in his.  “You are always going to be enough for me.”

           “But in my head I wasn’t even enough for myself.” I made eye contact with him.  “And I deserve to be enough for myself.”  I turned his hands over and traced the lines imprinted in them.

           “How do you feel now?” he asked, his eyes watching my fingers dance against his skin.

           I smiled, “These past 6 months I’ve been working on myself. A big part of it goes into my writing. I’m almost done with the first draft. I’m happier now.  It’s a work in progress, but there have been many successes.”

           “I’m happy that you’re feeling better and I’m happy you’re writing again.” He encouraged me, “I hope you continue to do so.”

           “I haven’t finished it quite yet…” I lifted my fingers from his hand, leaning back against the chair.  He leaned back as well, looking hurt that I pulled away.  “There’s one more question by the way.”

           “Hit me.” He said, tapping his hands against his legs.

           “It says… Do you still love me?” my hands tightened around the card.  “You don’t have to answer that.”

           He held up his hand, “I will always love you.  You were my world.”

           “And you were my world.”

           We sat there, eyes connected, voices off.  The workers dimmed the lights around us, leaving us in a peaceful darkness.  The cameras were turned off, all of the room was silent.  I stood up and Ethan mirrored my actions, our eyes still trained on each other’s.  He stepped forward, his hand sliding up my neck, delicately pulling me closer to him. He leaned forward, resting his forehead against mine.  I could hear the shuffling of feet carrying the camera men away, leaving us two alone.

           “God, I’ve missed you.” He whispered.  I could feel his warm breath against my lips.

           “And I, you.” My fingers lifted and played with the hair at the nape of his neck.

           “Please, come home.” I could feel his thumb moving in circles against my skin.

           “Okay.” I whispered, lifting my head a bit.

           “I told you.  I’d always wait for you.” He kissed me softly, whole heartedly, and gently. And although I never quit loving him, I somehow managed to fall even more in love.


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send me fob songs

Evening Out With Your Girlfriend

Honorable Mention+ Have you ever had detention? what for?
Calm Before The Storm (eowyg)+ Do you ever catch yourself daydreaming? What about?
Switchblades And Infidelity+ You can press a button that will make anyone or anything explode. Who or what would you choose?
Pretty In Punk+ What dream color(s) would you love your hair to be?
Growing Up+ Your most favoritest age you’ve been so far?
The World’s Not Waiting (For Five Tired Boys In A Broken Down Van)+Name one thing you have wasted time on.
Short, Fast And Loud+ Short or tall? Fast or slow? Loud or quiet?
Moving Pictures+ Would you rather watch a movie at home or at the theatre?
Parker Lewis Can’t Lose (But I’m Gonna Give It My Best Shot)+ What is your favorite day of the whole year?

Take This to Your Grave

Tell That Mick He Just Made My List of Things to Do TodayDo you get jealous easily?
Dead on Arrival+ How do you start a conversation?
Grand Theft Autumn/Where Is Your Boy+ What do you think of people who cheat?
Saturday+ Who is your bestfriend?
Homesick at Space Camp+ What is your favorite planet?
Sending Postcards from a Plane Crash (Wish You Were Here)+ Who would you absolutely love to punch in the face?
Chicago Is So Two Years Ago+ Is there anyone in the world you would want next to you right now?
The Pros And Cons Of Breathing+ Do you hate anyone?
Grenade Jumper+ Is there anyone you would take a grenade for?
Calm Before The Storm (tttyg)+ What phobias do you have?
Reinventing The Wheel To Run Myself Over+ Do you consider yourself sucessful?
The Patron Saint Of Liars And Fakes+ Has anyone ever lied to you?

My Heart Will Always Be The B-Side To My Tongue

My Heart Is The Worst Kind Of Weapon+ Weapon of choice in zombie apocalypse?
“It’s Not A Side Effect Of The Cocaine, I Am Thinking It Must Be Love”+ Do you have a promise that you will always keep?
Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner (Acoustic)+ Have you ever been to prom?
Love Will Tear Us Apart+ When was the last time someone told you they loved you?  
Grand Theft Autumn / Where Is Your Boy (Acoustic)+ Are you keeping a secret from someone?

From Under The Cork Tree

Our Lawyer Made Us Change The Name Of This Song So We Wouldn’t Get Sued+ What name(s) do you dislike?
Of All The Gin Joints In All The World+ First Fall Out Boy song you’ve ever heard?
Dance, Dance+ Favorite line in a song that you would so get tattooed on your ass cheek?
Sugar We’re Going Down+ Favorite pet name to be called?
Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner+ Are you the rarest pepe?
I’ve Got A Dark Alley And A Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth (Summer Song)+ Have you ever gotten into a fight? if so, what was the outcome?
7 Minutes In Heaven (Atavan Halen)+ Least favorite thing about school/college?
Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends+ Your house is on fire. What are the things/people/animals you’d grab on your way out?
I Slept With Someone In Fall Out Boy And All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me+ Bandmemebers you have a crush on?
A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More “Touch Me”+ Night owl or early bird?
Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying (Do Your Part To Save The Scene And Stop Going To Shows)+
What do you want to do before you die? Do you have a bucket list?
XO+ Are you reliable? why?
Snitches And Talkers Get Stitches And Walkers+ Have you ever fractured/broken any bones?
The Music Or The Misery+
What band(s) do you absolutely hate?  

Infinity On High

Thriller+ What is one thing you would like to go back and tell your 12 year old self?
“The Take Over, The Breaks Over”+ Do you like having picture taken of you or selfies?
This Ain’t A Scene, It’s An Arms Race+ If you were the president, what is the first thing you would make illegal and legal?
I’m Like A Lawyer With The Way I’m Always Trying To Get You Off (Me & You)+ You get three wishes, what are they? (you can’t wish for more wishes)
Hum Hallelujah+ Have you tried to be someone you’re not to impress someone?
Golden+ Favorite gem stone/mineral?
Thnks Fr Th Mmrs+ Best memory of someone who has left your life?
Don’t You Know Who I Think I Am? Bands you’ve seen perform live?
The (After) Life Of The Party+ Would you rather be a ghost or skeleton in the after life?
The Carpal Tunnel Of Love+ Favorite flavor of icecream?
Bang The Doldrums+ Do you wear makeup? if so, what kind?
Fame < Infamy+ Cursive or print hand writing?
You’re Crashing, But You’re No WaveHave you ever been to court? why were you there?
I’ve Got All This Ringing In My Ears And None On My Fingers+ Do you plan on ever getting married?
G.I.N.A.S.F.S.+ What is your eye color? if you could change it, would you?
It’s Hard To Say “I Do”, When I Don’t+ What was the most hurtful thing that someone said to you?

Folie à Deux

Lullabye+ A song you would want your children to listen to.
Disloyal Order Of Water Buffaloes+ Can you describe yourself in 5 words?
I Don’t Care+ Favorite month of the year? why?
She’s My Winona+Wa aoh oh ooh. What song popped into your head?
America’s Suitehearts+ Andy the Candy, Pete the Treat, Joe the Hoe, or ‘trick the frick?
Headfirst Slide Into Cooperstown On A Bad Bet+ Have you ever lost a bet?
The (Shipped) Gold Standard+ What is the one song that has helped you push through?    
(Coffee’s For Closers)+ How do you like your coffee?
What A Catch, Donnie+ What two bands/musicians should make a song together?
27+ What do you think about aliens?
Tiffany Blews+ Are you scared of the dark?
w.a.m.s.+ Do you like snow?
20 Dollar Nose Bleed+ Would you pay 20 dollars to punch someone in the face?
West Coast Smoker+ What do you think of the ocean?
Pavlove+ Are you happy with the way you look? is there something you would change?

Save Rock And Roll

The Phoenix+ You’re wearing the same thing as someone else. Are you going to be the one to change or are they?
My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark+ Do you enjoy bonfires?
Alone Together+ You are the last person on Earth, but you can choose someone else to be with you. Who would you choose?
Where Did The Party Go+  What is the last thing you drew a picture of?
Just One Yesterday+ What did you do yesterday?
The Mighty Fall+ What is the best pick up line you’ve heard lately?
Miss Missing You+ Do you think anyone misses you at the moment?
Death Valley+ Have you ever broken a promise?
Young Volcanoes+ You are a killer in a horror movie. What song is playing in the background? 
Rat A Tat+ Favorite time of day?
Save Rock And Roll+ Would you get revenge on those who have hurt you?

PAX AM Days

We Were Doomed From The Start (The King Is Dead)+ Your funeral song?Art Of Keeping Up Disappearances+ Have you ever written your own music or poems?
Hot To The Touch, Cold On The Inside+ Do you think tie dye is still cool?
Love, Sex, Death+ What are your favorite scents?
Eternal Summer+ A summer you will never forget?
Demigods+ What is your favorite type of dinosaur?
American Made+ Do you prefer cooking or ordering take out?
Caffeine Cold+ Ice coffee or hot coffee?

American Beauty / American Psycho

Irresistible+ Favorite city you’ve visited?
American Beauty / American Psycho+ Would you reffered to as the beauty or the psycho
Centuries+ Do you like heavy metal? or hardcore/screaming music?
The Kids Aren’t Alright+ Have you dedicated a song to someone before? what song was it?
Uma Thurman+ Do you believe in miracles?
Jet Pack Blues+ What are your favorite colors?
Novocaine+ Vest, Jacket, or Hoodie?
Fourth Of July+ Do you collect anything? if so, what do you collect?
Favorite Record+ Favorite album?
Immortals+ Favorite animated movie(s)?
Twin Skeletons (Hotel In NYC)+ What is the best thing about Halloween?

other

Alpha Dog+ Favorte dog breed(s)?
From Now On We Are Enemies+ Do you have more enemies than friends?Lake Effect Kid+ Is there somewhere you rather be?
Roxanne+ Have you ever called the police?
Save Your Generation+ Ever had a rumour spread about you?
Start TodayYou have a free ticket to any concert of your choice. Who would you go see?
Yule Shoot Your Eye Out+ What do you want for christmas?

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Reader x Father!Klaus

Requested by Anon

Part One   Part Two


“What’re you wearing?” Klaus snapped as he walked past your room, no doubt on his way to teach Hope a new hybrid lesson.

 

“Clothing, it’s been around since before you were born so you know…” You sighed back and turned to face him.

 

“You cannot go outside like that (Y/N).” Klaus snapped and you just rolled your eyes, flicking through your phone while he seemed to boil with irritation that you’d ignored him.

 

“Whatever you say Niklaus.” You sighed which only made things worse.

 

“What have I told you about called me Niklaus?” Klaus sighed out although it was through gritted teeth.

 

“That only your friends and loved ones can call you Niklaus, clearly were not friends and I’m not loved.” You quirked an eyebrow and became engrossed in your phone again and flopped down onto your bed.

 

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Rooftop Season (Peter Parker x Reader) Part 2

You have an undeniable crush on Peter Parker, but not everything is simple as it seems (Peter Parker x Reader)

Parts: [1][2][3]

A/N: MASSIVE thanks to everyone who liked/reblogged RS part 1!!! I honestly did not expect that reaction, and I’m really grateful I’m able to share this love for Peter Parker with an audience like you guys. Thanks for welcoming me as a fellow Hollander.

You stepped off the bus, holding onto your bag as if it were a life jacket. Waves of anxiety hit you at random, making it hard to maintain a steady breath.

You didn’t understand what was so nerve-wrecking about your task this morning: thanking Peter for the help he gave you yesterday.

You twisted the handles of your bag. Was it was because you were shy about approaching people? Or was it the fact that you finally caved in to the crush you’d tried so hard to fight off?

The school bell rung loudly overhead and you felt the colour drain from your face. You were going to be sick.

Yep, it was definitely because of the crush.

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Regret - Peter Parker x (f)Reader (royalty!AU)

Words: 8436 (*jared voice* holy. shit. holy…fuckinggggg…shit.)
Pairing: Peter Parker x (f)Reader
Featuring: Father Tony Stark, Mother Pepper Potts (technically stark), May Parker. Random characters named Zoe and Connor who are not based off no one at all what you can’t accuse me of basing them off Dear Evan Hansen characters what never! (they are not siblings)
Warnings: Some swearing, swords, fighting with swords
Summary: In an alternate universe lives King Tony, Queen Pepper, and Princess (Y/N) in the Kingdom of Avenge. In the same universe lives Queen May and Prince Peter in the Kingdom of Midtown. When the Queen and Prince of Midtown visit the Kingdom of Avenge, the prince and princess meet for the first time. A rollercoaster of emotions is to come after- from both of them, from the start, thinking they will never be friends. Only after figuring out they are not what they seem do they become closer. With the help of your lady in waiting, Zoe, and castle chef, Connor, does everything fall into place.
Authors Note:  So, this is my first full out AU. I wrote a soulmate thing once but damn I think I did it wrong, but ya know. I had so much fun with this and I think this is the most detail I’ve ever put into fanfic before, so, holy. This was also for an au challenge from @tatortot2701! It was based off a prompt and I chose the prompt “You’re going to regret this.” So yeah, very long, which never! happens with me, so idk if this will ever happen again. But thank you, your au challenge has introduced me to the lovely world that is AUs!  (there’s also a lot of time skips but whatevs) (anyone catch my steven universe references?)

Tay’s AU Challenge Masterlist

Peter / Full Masterlist

Ao3


The Kingdom of Avenge was never one to think they would be on the top of the food chain. But with the past rulers doing the right things, and the current leaders being loved by their citizens, it gained popularity. What started out as a small town and kingdom, became one of the biggest, most prosperous kingdoms in all of the marvelous land. In a far off land, but not too far from the other kingdoms, lived the royal family; The Starks. Their kingdom grew and grew, and drew in more money every day. Led by King Anthony Stark and Queen Pepper, with their daughter, you, the kingdom continued to live in prosperity. People and followers loved living there, happy they lived in the land of the Avenge Kingdom. The economy was better than any kingdom could dream of, and the crime was usually taken care of by the kingdom’s most trusted guards. You and your family were living well.

You had servants and were raised to be the proper princess everyone expected you to be, thanks to your mother and father. You were awoken by your servant you had around nearly all the time, Zoe, and she helped you prepare for the day. You and Zoe are the same age, making it easy for the two of you to be close. She lays out your outfits, runs your baths, and helps you with anything you need help with. Lucky you both got along, or else you would be stuck talking to the chef all day, so at least Zoe was a friend your own age. Of course, you do love the chef, Connor. He’s a little older than you and Zoe, but he’s very likable and fun to talk to- so you don’t mind staying in the kitchen with him and his staff.

You had to admit; you were very lucky with all the things you have. A wealthy kingdom, a happy family, servants who love their jobs, and citizens who do their work and love where they live. Your life is one of the easier ones when you attend your classes taught by private tutors, and listen to your mother and father whenever they speak. The entire kingdom knows that you will make for a great queen one day.

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Notice Me [Chapter 4]

Originally posted by oompa-oppa

Chapter 4 of Notice Me

Series Genre: Fluff/Smut/Angst at times


“Y/N! Are you awake?” Jackson asked, still knocking at your door.

Mark rolled off the bed and grabbed his clothes from the floor, tiptoeing to hide in your closet.

You quickly threw on a t-shirt and shorts, peeking back to make sure Mark was out of sight. You took a deep breath to try and settle down.

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Meeting Batmom

Requested by an anon

Summary: Reactions of the batfam meeting batmom for the first time(assuming she’s already established in Bruce’s life.)

Warning(s): None

Dick: The whole experience was traumatic for Dick, he did just lose his parents after all. But you saw the sunshine in him, the need and want to be happy again. He was so vulnerable that he let anyone in, pouring his feelings out to you, Alfred, and Bruce. Having you listen intently to him meant a lot to him and when you pulled him into your arms for a tight hug he was shocked, but hugged back just as tight. To him, you were his second mother from the moment he met you.

Barbara: She knew about you even before she met you, she kept pretty up to date with Gotham gossip. At first, she had to admit, she thought you were a gold digger. But then she found out about Batman and took the role of Batgirl. It helped her a lot that she could vent her problems to you without worrying you’d tattle to her father, or worse - Bruce.

Jason: The rich life was a hard adjustment for Jason, he never knew bathrooms could have two sinks in them, or that a table could be so long he could use it as a bed. He demanded quite a bit of TLC - though he would never admit it. Bruce was busy and although Alfred made quite a bit of progress with Jason, he wasn’t close in the way you were with the boy. Alfred played chess and read books, which appealed to the bright scholar in Jason. But you always knew the fun hangouts and did the weirdest things that he never thought rich people did. (Like making a slip ‘n’ slide in the backyard, skating in the house.)

Tim: Tim knew of you beforehand as well, hell, he pretty much knew everything about Bruce so of course he knew about you. When he met you it was pretty casual, like two coworkers meeting for the first time. But soon Tim was proving his worth to become Robin and he was doing it all alone, each one of your sons before him had help and you weren’t going to let him be any different. Granted, his father was still alive, but until he came out of the coma Tim was at the mansion almost 24/7. He was a teenage boy and needed life advice, no matter how much he pretended he was organized. To say you alleviated his stress on multiple occasions would be an understatement.

Stephanie: She was in a rough spot, how could one not be after learning their dad is a villain? At first you thought of her as a nuisance, considering the way Bruce and especially Tim talked about her. When you first met her it was in the cave. The blonde hair was a slight surprise, it was to your understanding 99% of vigilantes had black hair, but you learn something new everyday. She was injured and you helped patch her up, still leery of her intentions, but hearing how she helped Bruce and Tim, you decided to give her another chance. In a way, she reminded you of Dick a lot, maybe it was the bold, almost snarky and innocent comments. Eventually you learned she made the best company for a brunch and mani/pedi date.

Duke: He met you in the middle of utter chaos erupting in Gotham so it was pretty much a whirlwind. Nonetheless, you heard of how he helped each of your boys and you couldn’t appreciate that more. He had drive and ambition but at the same time, he was a normal teenager just trying to find his parents. The relationship was different because to him, he still had a mom and although he was thankful of your support, it wouldn’t be until almost a couple years later that he viewed you as a parental figure in his life.

Cass: Bruce brought home Cass and you almost didn’t know how to react. You kept your distance and was concerned about her lack of communication, and lack of knowledge for anything other than killing. Bruce was the first to break through with her, though you tried your best. It took quite a while but eventually, at least you hoped, Cass thought of you as highly as she thought of Bruce, though you knew those were big shoes to fill.

Damian: He wasn’t impressed to say the least. Your heart soared at the thought of another kid, though this one was a literal kid of Bruce’s. What can you say? It had been a while since the two of you adopted a kid. But Damian didn’t exactly like the idea of his father being with another woman. Though he knew it was futile, deep down he wished his mother and father would be together, like in all the stories his mother told him - of how she admired his father and how they were in love.

  • [At Hogwarts, Blaise is in the floo while nervously watching a mob of Slytherins set upon another]
  • Crabbe: Hold him down! You, shave his butt!
  • Blaise: Mom, I'm calling to remind you that today is the last day to sign me out so I can come home for my...[lowers voice] birthday!
  • Elora Zabini: Honey, we talked about this. We can't floo you back in the middle of the week; you'd only be here for 8 hours.
  • Blaise: But Mom-!
  • Elora: Sweetie, I'm sorry. I wish things were different, but you were just home for Easter so that'll have to do for now.
  • Blaise: Mom, you don't know what they do to people around here on their...[lowers voice] birthday! They take your wand, strip you naked and they shave every hair off your body, then they throw you in the black lake! Is that what you want for me?!
  • Elora: I'm impressed, Blaise. Your stories are getting better, at least more believable!
  • Blaise: What stories?!
  • Elora: Oh, like when you wanted to come home for that party and you swore the school was being terrorized by a pack of dementors?!
  • Blaise: THAT WAS IN THE PROPHET AND EVERYTHING!!!
BTS Reaction to you singing one of their songs

request: Could you do a reaction of BTS finding their GF singing to one of their songs?

[requests are open]

-Kim Seokjin-

Jin would be so proud of you. Even if you couldn’t carry a tune, he loved how enthusiastic you were about the song. He also loved the endless support you gave him and the other members.

“Ahhh were you standing there this whole time Jin?” “You may not be able to carry a tune perfectly, but all the support and enthusiasm makes up for it love.”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

-kim Namjoon-

He would smile widely and let you finish the song before letting you know he was here. Namjoon would immediately compliment your voice.

“Wow, you sounded really amazing (y/n)!”

Originally posted by chimcheroo

-Min Yoongi-

He would be weirded out at first when he caught you jamming out to their songs, but Yoongi soon became impressed when he saw you were able to hit the high notes in songs like ‘Butterfly’ and ‘Let Me Know’.

“I never knew you could sing that high babe. Your voice is quite good actually.”

Originally posted by sugagifs

-Jung Hoseok-

Like Namjoon, he would smile at the sight. He loved the fact that you got really excited over his music just like his fans did.

“Ahhh look at you jagiya! Singing our songs! Oh my hearteu!”

Originally posted by syubto

-Park Jimin-

Jimin would be absolutely amazed that you loved their music. He only wished you weren’t so shy about singing them aloud around others.

“You should sing in front of others!” “Absolutely not.” “Why? You sound great! And what’s to be embarrassed about loving your boyfriend’s music?”

Originally posted by jaayhope

-Kim Taehyung-

He would tease you for a little bit, but compliment you nonetheless. Taehyung would pull you into his arms and squeeze the life out of you.

Oh you love me that much to the point where you memorize every one of our songs! By heart too!” “Stop it Tae! Don’t tease me!” “I’m sorry, you’re voice really is amazing though.”

Originally posted by bangtanroyalty

-Jeon Jungkook-

Jungkook grew excited when he heard you singing “Lost” (personal fave btw lol). When he noticed how you struggled slightly with remembering some of the lyrics, he wouldn’t hesitate to help you.

“Here (y/n), I’ll help you. This part of the song goes like this.” 

Originally posted by nochuie

The Huntress.

Originally posted by disneyfeverdaily

Titled: ‘The Huntress.’ 

Pairing: Gaston x reader 

Word Count: 1,714 

Warnings: Gaston/Luke Evans feels, FLUFF, super angsty ending sorry not sorry, etc. 

A/N: This was a request from @brooke-supernatural16 : Can you do a one-shot with Gaston? Where the reader is a huntress and Gaston see the reader and instantly falls for her and follows her like he did with belle but is more polite with her?

A/N: I do hope this is what you were looking for in this fic! 

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    It was a crisp and French morning. The ground was wet with a fresh layer of dew. The sun had barely risen over the horizon. Twas a nearly perfect morning for a hunt. Gaston has his sights on his hunting musket centered in on an innocent and meek, deer. He was patiently awaiting for the correct moment to apply the right amount pressure on the trigger. 

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Helpless: Part 3

Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Reader

Summary: You feel the same pain your soulmate feels.

Other Parts: one / two

Draco laid in bed after seeing you in the dungeons. He went through many phases of uncertainty, like if you were really his soulmate, if you even wanted to be with him, if he was about to risk getting caught just to help you out. He assured himself, that this was important, that you were important to him and he wasn’t about to let you go like nothing. Memories of how broken you looked, kept eating at his mind. All this made him enraged, it made him wish he wasn’t part of all of this.

Tossing and turning was all he could do, not able to get you from his head. He recalled all the times at school, he might have said something mean to you or acted like an ass in front of you and your friends. He yearned to take back that impression of himself, but his soulmate is supposed to love him, for him, right? Just like he wanted to do with you, just like he was trying to do for you.

Draco wracks his brain for memories of you, memories of you that aren’t you, bloody and bruised, in the middle of his manor, between your enemies. Your enemies are all he’s ever known.

He wished he could have found out you were his soulmate, sooner. Then maybe he could have bared the weight of this mark with someone else. He wouldn’t have had to go through all this alone. But, he has you now.  He hopes he does, he needs you, god knows, he doesn’t have much else.

Draco sighed, staring up at the ceiling of his bedroom. His body always felt heavy, after he got the mark. He hated himself and the mark. He wondered if it hurt for you when Voldemort put it on his arm, he’d have to ask.

His mind drifted back to you, he wasn’t tired anymore. He needed to talk to his mother, he needed to get you out of here. He didn’t know how long they’d wait to kill you and he was petrified. He’s never had a fear of losing something before.

Draco pushed the blankets that seemed to suffocate him off of his body, sitting up in bed. He debated going down to see you, but getting caught would surely cost you your life. But as long as he doesn’t get caught…

The boy got up from his bed, throwing on a long sleeve shirt and pants. In a haste, he got to the door, pulling it open just to check to see if anyone was up. No one kept watch on the dungeons at night, they didn’t think they had a reason to, but then again, his mother assisted him last time. Draco went back to grab his wand, just in case.

He tip-toed out of his room, flashing looks behind him every few seconds. He made his way downstairs and through hallways. He looked over the corner of a wall, not seeing anyone sitting beside the stairwell to the dungeons.

Draco almost laughed, but was too afraid to make noise. They’re so dumb, he thought.

He continued moving with caution, grabbing the keys and making his way down the stairs, until he stood at the end of them. He was about to unlock the door, but he stopped. He looked at you through the bars, you were sleeping or you just haven’t noticed him, yet. Maybe he should have brought food or prepared what he was gonna say.

Draco sighed, starting to doubt himself as he looked over at your body, your legs pulled up to your chest as you sat against the stonewall.

The pale boy looked down at his arm, pulling up the sleeve to reveal the mark, he ran his fingers over it. It gave him an idea.

He swallowed, preparing himself for the truth as he took his thumb and pointer finger, pinching down hard on his wrist.

“Ow!” You cried out from the sudden pain in your wrist, moving out of your position to look at your arm.

Draco smirked, he moved his hand up more on his arm until he pinched himself again, squeezing a bit harder.

“What the hell?!” You yelled, moving your hand to cover up the spot where it hurt, as if it’d protect you from the pain of someone else. You caught on that it was your soulmate pinching you, you almost laughed at the fact, but right now, it was just plain annoying.

You used one of your hands to pinch yourself, that’ll serve em right.

Draco wasn’t expecting you to pinch back as he yelped out in pain. “Ouch!”

You quickly whipped your head around at the sound, confused at the sound of him in pain. “Draco…?” You whispered, checking to make sure it wasn’t someone here to bring you to your death.

He cleared his throat. “Yeah, it’s me.” He pulled down his sleeve before he used the keys to open up the cell door, walking towards you with hesitance.

“Is it time?” You asked, hopefully.

Draco looked down, ashamed. He should have considered he was getting your hopes up, just coming down here. “Uh… No. Not yet, but don’t worry, I’ll still get you out of here.”

You nodded, biting at your lip. You debated whether to ask why he was down here, but he beat you to it.

“I just- I just wanted to see if you were okay.” Draco lost all confidence he’s ever had. Here he was, standing in front of you, nervous as he’s ever been in his entire life.

You beam, looking away from the boy as you feel heat sneak up onto your cheeks. You almost scolded yourself for feeling this way, but you couldn’t help that your heart sped up.

“Can we talk?” He inquired, gesturing to the spot beside you on the floor.

You nodded swiftly, accepting any human interaction you could get, right now.

“Can I show you something?” Draco didn’t ask his mother about this, if it was a good idea to tell you about you both being soulmates, but he wanted you to know, he didn’t know what might happen after he helped you escape.

“Sure.” You answered, hesitantly. You hadn’t had the slightest idea about what it was.

Draco pulled up the sleeve that didn’t hide the Dark Mark, you looked at him, confused. He took a deep breath, it was much more unnerving that he was now doing it in front of you. He closed his eyes as he moved two fingers to the skin of his arm, pinching his pale skin between his fingers.

You gasped, more out of surprise than the pain of it. You moved your own fingers to his skin, pinching it again to make sure you felt it right, that it wasn’t just a coincidence.

He laughed, he was anxious, but your reaction so far, was better than what he expected.

You swallowed, your eyes looking up at his. You had tears in your eyes, it made Draco’s heart tear a little. “You’re- You’re my-” You stopped, talking a deep breath. “You’re my soulmate.”

anonymous asked:

*floats into your inbox* which do you prefer pinning Keith or Pinning Lance?

Oh god I love both but I think it would have to be Keith.

Because we know Lance has self esteem issues, and would probably think Keith wouldn’t like him in a million years. But that is not the case.

What Lance thinks is Keith showing off, is just Keith trying to impress Lance. And Keith just admires him from afar and wishes he could make people laugh and smile like Lance does. It just comes so easily to Lance to be able to talk to people and Keith wishes that were him.

I have alot of thoughts on this.

HIDDEN FEELINGS - WARREN PEACE IMAGINE


“Again warren?” you said as you stood in front of him, seeing his bruised face and busted lip, “you really need to stop picking fights”

“Tch, you should have seen the other guy”, he said his voice still angered, “besides he had no right to make fun of you”

“I think he does, I mean I am in hero support, I think that puts me in the bottom of the social ladder, I’m bound to get picked on”, you said making him sit down on the steps of the school, to better examine his face. It wasn’t too bad, but still Warren usually got into fights without getting hurt in the process, so just seeing his face bruised, you knew that whoever he went up against put up a good fight.

“Still you’re my best friend, and no one picks on you”, he said bluntly, “besides I have to take care of my hero support, right?”

Your face heated up, just hearing him say that. You knew that he meant that he would take care of his friend, but that still didn’t stop your own heart from racing just thinking that maybe he liked you more than a friend, because you were head over heels for your best friend.

“At least your injuries aren’t that bad”, you said with a soft smile.

Your hands started to glow, an almost light green shade, as you pressed your hands to his skin. You could already feel the warmth of his skin, most likely a result of the fact that he creates and controls fire. You tucked the ebony locks out of his face, tucking it behind his ears to give you a clear look at the damage on his face. Your glowing hands cupped his face, your fingertips gently caressing his face. Soon the small topical injures began to disappear, the skin magically repairing itself, leaving behind unblemished skin in its place.

Warren leaned into your touch, feeling your hands tingle his face, an act that he was so used to, but still enjoyed very much. He just loved the feeling of your hands healing his face. Your thumb ran over his lips, feeling his warm plump lip, wondering what it felt like if you pressed your own lips against his. Would they feel hotter than a raging sun or warm like a fire on a cold winter evening?

You shook the thought out of your head, seeing that you were still holding his face like a fragile piece of glass, despite all his injuries being healed. The light green glow in your hands dimmed, till it was gone, but your hands still held his face, not wanting to let go, needing to hold it for just a bit longer.

“There, all healed”, you said finally removing your hands, already missing the warmth on your hands, and secretly warren did too.

“I still think you should be in the hero class, your gift is amazing”, he said his hands running over his face, everything completely gone; even the small dull pain was gone, almost if nothing was ever there.

“I just heal people, not much help in a battle, I can’t even heal myself, I’ll be a sitting duck out there”, you said taking a seat next to him.

You were proud of your power, seeing as how you could actually help others. Sure you may not be able to take down a monster or an evil genius, but you could help the injured, null the pain for others, you were going to help individuals, and that’s what a hero was supposed to do right?

But the moment you told coach boomer your power, he immediately assigned you to be a hero support, stating that a hero has to be able to fight, and unfortunately you weren’t able to. You were no better than a civilian and that’s not what heroes were made of. You felt slightly devastated, you thought that your gift would earn you hero status but when he stated it like that, he was right, what good was healing others when you couldn’t even heal yourself to keep fighting.

Warren being your best friend, instantly tried to cheer you up, but he was never good with emotions. But when he was going to attempt to cheer you up, he was called on stage for his assessment. You weakly smiled at him, knowing that he would easily get placed in hero class, and when his arms lit on fire, successfully shooting deadly flames, no other questions were asked, as coach boomer instantly placed him in hero classes.

Warren was bummed, but instantly cheered up when he realized that every hero needed a hero support. He cheered you up; telling you that at least this way, you both would still be together, he promised that he would find a way to make sure you were his assigned hero support when graduation came along. And that honestly had cheered you up instantly. And that thought alone made the things bearable, you were stuck learning how to be the best hero support you could be and him learning how to use his powers to the best of his abilities.

“Come on, we have to get to class”, you said taking his large warm hand and pulled to get him to stand up.

Warren just stayed in place, knowing that he could easily pull you down with him. He just smiled, seeing how you were so carefree around him; never looking at him with weary eyes, afraid of him like others were when they found out his father was one of the most infamous villains. However you just accepted him for him, not for his name.

“Why don’t we just ditch class”, he suggested, just wanting to spend time with you, since during school he rarely ever saw you, “it is our last class”.

“I can’t, I have an evaluation today, they want to see how my healing abilities progressing”, you said still attempting to get him up, even though you knew you were completely failing, but you wouldn’t give up.

“Fine, but only because I know how important those things are to you”, he said getting up, still holding your hand and refusing to let go.

The warm feeling in his hand travelled up your own. It was like a warm fire that made you want to lean into him, but kept yourself from doing so. You wanted to let go of his hand, but when you would try to gently pull your hand away, Warren’s hold on your hand tightened, not wanting to let you go at all. You looked up, seeing the calm look on his face, not knowing that your own heart was racing beneath your chest, your cheeks heating up making you look away.

You were at your class and Warren instantly letting go of your hand the moment that he noticed that people were looking at your intertwined hands. Your hand followed his the moment he let go, already missing the feeling of your hand in his, feeling the soothing heat that you had grew to love in that small moment. You stood by the doorway, not wanting to leave his side just yet, and maybe since he wasn’t saying goodbye either, he didn’t want to leave as well.

You looked through your lashes, seeing that Warren was smiling at you, a soft smile that you at times called your own, since you were one of the few people, or only person, he smiled to like that.

“Guess I better head inside”, you said not even making the attempt to go to class, just wanting to spend a few more minutes with him.

“Yea, make sure you amaze them, who knows this could be the day you get transferred to the hero class”, he said with a hopeful smile, small, but so full of hope.

“I doubt that, but thanks, make sure you don’t get into any more fights alright, promise me”, you said pointing at his face so he could know that you were serious about this.

“I’ll try, can’t promise anything”, he said letting out a sigh, “besides I don’t get hurt too bad, and I know that you can fix me right up”, he said flashing you a toothy grin.

Your hand cupped his cheek, just remembering those moments ago, there were bruises on his skin, “yea, but that doesn’t mean I like the idea of you getting hurt”, and you said examining his face.

Your eyes finally landed on his, seeing that they were wide, shocked by what you had just admitted. You wondered if what you said had upset him, he was usually not the best with emotions, and avoided anything that involved them. You quickly told him that you would meet him after class, seeing as how after this, you would all is dismissed for the day. You quickly ran into your class, just wanting to get rid of whatever tension was between you and him.

However if you had stay you would have noticed how Warren’s cheeks gained a pink tint to them, touching his cheeks where your fingers had just been, wishing you would hold his face like that more often.

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It was finally after class, you had luckily impressed your teachers. You were getting better at your healing abilities, at the beginning being only to heal basic superficial wounds, but now you knew that you could handle serious injuries as well. You really were honing your abilities so well, that at times you surprised everyone else including yourself.

But despite your amazing improvement you still were not good enough to make it to hero class, seeing as how you weren’t the best in combat; you really were suited better for hero support, since you really weren’t able to defend yourself from other.

Your teacher dismissed your class, the room emptying as you waited for Warren, so you both could take the bus back home, but so far he had yet to arrive. He usually was there a few minutes after dismissal, sometimes he was even there before your class was dismissed. But looking at your clock, he was very late.

You stayed put, telling yourself that he was he was going to show up soon. But nothing. You let out a sigh, knowing that maybe he was already at the school bus. you didn’t want to miss the bus and have to wait for another to arrive, so better get there with or without Warren. Maybe Warren really was upset at what you told him earlier. You don’t know why he would, but Warren was Warren, he never really needed a reason for anything, because just like fire, it was spontaneous and would just need a spark to be lit and that would be reason enough for him.

You were walking down the hallways, to leave something in your locker when you heard something slam into the lockers around the corner. You were startled, not prepared for that. You wanted to go and see, but you really needed to catch your bus.

“So Warren when are you going to go villain like your father”, you heard a male voice shout.

Your ears instantly shot up when you heard the name that was mentioned. You quickly shut your locker, running to where all the commotion was. There lying against the locker was a very angry looking Warren staring down at the stripe wearing Lash and Speed. You could see the fire in his eyes, he was mad, and you weren’t sure that even you could calm him down. The spark had been lit.

His father was a sensitive subject, practically growing up without him, since he had been locked up for being a notorious villain, and he would never let anyone speak badly of him. Even you walked on eggshells when it came to his father.

“Who knows he may start soon, I can already see that the first person he would hurt would be (Y/N), sweet little thing too”, Lash said with a sarcastic voice.

“I know, it’s a shame, I don’t understand why such a nice girl would ever hang around someone like him. They are literally opposites, she heals and you destroy”, speed added, “but maybe that’s your grand plan, earn her trust and crush her, that would make sense just look at your father and your mother”, he said with a smile.

“Leave (Y/N) out of this”, he said the fire in his eyes intensifying, seeing small flames in the tips on his fingers growing.

“Did we strike a nerve?” Speed said seeing that Warren was really heating up.

“Don’t tell me you really like her, and here I thought that the great Warren Peace wouldn’t be capable to love anyone but himself”, Lash said with a mocking tone.

“But too bad she won’t ever like you, she’s just your friend because she feels sorry for you, she’s just too good of a person to treat you badly. She wouldn’t be able to love someone like you”, Speed added, “no one can”

You were shocked, did Warren really like you? no they were just joking that was most likely why Warren was getting so mad to begin with, teasing him for something that isn’t true. But still it made your chest constrict seeing his face slightly shift to show that there words had an effect on him, the rage momentarily replaced with loneliness, and back to rage. You were about to run out to help him, when you saw Warren shoot fire at them both. He managed to scare them when his body was almost covered in flames. You had never seen him this angry, he was usually annoyed but never this mad. He was a different Warren right now then the kind one that made your heart flutter. You would be lying if it didn’t slightly scare you.

Speed took most of the initial hit quickly running away, leaving Lash. Lash in his defense was able to punch him in the face, but not enough to even cause Warren any damage. Warren was still pissed, lifting Lash by his shirt, scared of what was going to happen next.  

You could tell that Warren was losing control, letting his hotheadedness get the better of him. If any of the faculty would see him, he would be sure to be expelled regardless if Lash and Speed started this. You couldn’t let him get in trouble for this.

“Warren let him go!” you called out.

Warren faced to look at you, the anger once in his chocolate colored eyes replaced with regret. He wanted to be your hero, wanting you to see the good in him, but right now he seemed more like his father than anything else. He instantly let his grip go, walking away in a quick pace, knowing that you would finally look at him like the way everyone else does. He feared you would see him like a future villain, someone who he never wanted to be…at least to you.

Lash was rubbing his neck, “yea you better run! You’re lucky your girlfriend saved you”, he said trying to make it seem like he wasn’t losing at all.

You walked up to him, your own anger boiling. He turned to look at you, with a snide smirk, knowing that he had emotionally hurt Warren. He was about to speak, when you pulled back your hand, and punched him straight in the nose. If there’s one thing that hero support had taught you all these years, it was knowing how to throw a proper punch.

Lash instantly held his nose, as he hissed in pain, “that’s for Warren, and I suggest you leave before I heal your nose, only to break it again!” you said angry that he had hurt your best friend.

He quickly scurried away, as you went to chase Warren, seeing press his forehead against his locker, a dent in the metal and slightly singed as well. You carefully walked over to him; his shoulders were slump with disappointment.

You placed your hand on his shoulder, making him instantly push it off, almost as if your touch had burned him. You pulled your hand back, your face showing the pain of his rejection. You could see that his hand was red, most likely from hitting the locker. Your hands already glowing blue, reached out to touch his wound.

Warren at least didn’t push you away this time, letting you heal him, but the moment it was healed, he pulled his hand back, not wanting you to hold him any longer.

“Warren talk to me, I can’t help you if you won’t tell me what’s wrong”, you said as you tried to coax him to talk.

“Why do you care so much, their right, I’m bound to be a villain”, he said with defeated voice, “I’m not good for you”, he finished.

You cupped his face, tucking his black locks behind his ears. Warren leaned into your touch, seeking a gentle touch, something he never thought he would ever receive, but greatly craved.

“You’re not a villain Warren; you’re just misunderstood that’s all.  I care because you’re my best friend; you were always there for me. You’ve never given me a reason to hate you at all, in fact you’ve only given me reasons to love you”, you admitted to him.

“You love me?” he said as his eyes widened at hearing your confession.

Your cheeks were heated, as you looked away, still feeling his gaze on you. His hand placed itself over yours, holding it in place, as his other cupped lifted your face, making you gaze back at him.

“Yea, I do, I love you Warren, I know you may not feel the same, but I don’t care, I love you”, you said finding a bit of courage to tell I’m of your feelings.

In a moment, Warren closed the space between you and him, letting your lips meet. You could feel the warmth of his lips; they definitely felt like a warm fire that was slowly growing. You melted in the kiss, letting his lips coax your own to move against his. His hand snaked around your waist, pulling you tighter to his tall form. Your hands held his face closer, feeling your body heat from being so close to him. You could feel the fire beneath his skin, making your own skin burn with delight. Your lungs were starting to burn too, but not from his kisses, but rather lack of oxygen. Slowly you broke up the kiss, his warm forehead leaning on yours, his lips following yours, not wanting to stop kissing you.

“I love you too (Y/N)”, he said feeling his hot breath fan your face.

You looked into his eyes, wanting to see if he was lying to you, but you found nothing but admirations and love in his eyes, all of that for you. You smiled as you leaned to kiss him once again. This time enjoying the kiss, as your hands buried themselves in his black tresses that were softer than they appeared. You smiled into the kiss, glad that Warren returned your feelings that he was just as in love with you as you were with him. His hands trailed your body, leaving behind a trail that felt like lava on your skin, he was losing the control he normally had.

You knew that you had to stop before either of you got too carried away. You broke the kiss, instantly seeing his red swollen lips, with a soft smile on them. You knew that your own lips were swollen, feeling them still tingle from kissing his hot lips. But none of that mattered because right now, your best friend was yours, and you were his.

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OK SO YEA, AS PROMISED HERE IS THE Warren Peace IMAGINE, HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT. I THOUGHT IT WAS CUTE, BUT I KNEW IT COULD HAVE BEEN SO MUCH BETTER. FOR ME IT FELT A LOT LIKE A MIX OF THE MANY IMAGINES I HAVE WROTE PREVIOUSLY.

I REALLY HOPE YOU ALL LIKE THIS. I KNOW THAT THIS IS A 5sos Imagines BLOG BUT I REALLY WANTED TO WRITE THIS FOR HIM, SINCE I SAW ANOTHER IMAGINE ON DEVIANTART, AND I COUDLNT HELP BUT WRITE THIS.

DICLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SKY HIGH RIGHTS GO TO DISNEY AND I DO NOW OWN THE PICTURE ABOVE EITHER, RIGHT GOES TO THEIR RESPECTFUL OWNERS.

THIS WAS ALSO POSTED ON MY DEVIANTART LINK THAT WAY NO ONE SAYS THAT MY STORY WAS STOLEN FROM THERE.

Birthday Wish

Can you please write Kai smut with some daddy kink? Like after his birthday party… Thanks! ❤️


Summary: It’s Jongin’s birthday and he wants you to do something special for him.

Type: smut

Length: 927

-Admin RatedM

Originally posted by xehun

You were on your way home from the big surprise party you planned for your boyfriend, Jongin. It was his birthday and you wanted to do something special for him, so you recruited the help of his hyungs to plan an extravagant and sweet birthday party. Surprisingly, he didn’t find out about it from the other members. You were quite impressed at how well they all kept it a secret.

You and Jongin had spent hours partying and having a wonderful time, although there were many people there, Jongin was being very clingy with you. You found his hand always touching your body, pulling you close to him, intertwining with your hand. You weren’t used to this side of Jongin, but you certainly didn’t mind it. Around midnight, he told you that he wanted to go home and spend some quality time with you. So, you both said your goodbyes and then he rushed you out the door. Finally in the car, Jongin was sitting close to you, and he was still being very touchy. His hand was slowly rubbing your thigh, trying to push your dress up.

“Are you okay Jongin?” you asked, placing your hand over his.

    “Huh? Oh. yeah. I’m fine. I just want to spend time with you that’s all. We haven’t been able to spend a lot of time together lately and I want to make it up to you.”

“But Jongin, it’s your birthday,” you chuckled, “you shouldn’t have to make it up to me.”

“Okay, well then how about you give me one more present,” he said as he pulled up to your shared house.

“Sure baby. What would you like?”

“For the rest of the night, I want you to call me Daddy.” You felt your body heat up instantly at his words. You looked at him in shock, and he looked back at you with lust, hunger filled in his eyes.

“Okay Daddy.”

He grabbed your hand and kissed it softly before getting out of the car and heading inside the house. You were frozen for a few seconds, still processing what was about to happen and then jumped out of the car and ran inside. Right after you locked the door, you were pushed up against it, back facing your boyfriend. You felt Jongin’s hardness on your butt, and you softly moaned at the touch. “I’ve been waiting all night for this, Jagi.”

“Then take it Daddy.”

He turned you around and lifted you over his shoulder. You squeaked at the sudden motion, and he chuckled. When he got to your shared bedroom, he dropped you on the bed. You instantly went up to him and started unbuttoning his shirt. Before you could finish, he pushed your hands away and pushed you down onto the mattress. “Did I say you could touch me, Princess?”

“No, Daddy. I’m sorry.”

“Now you’ll have to be punished. Strip and bend over.” You did as you were told, his words burning straight down to your core, taking off your dress and lingerie slowly while moving your hips to give him a show. You walked over to him and bent over his lap. “Count for me Princess.” *Slap*

“One,” you shrieked.

*Slap* “Two,” you moaned. After about 10 spanks, he finally picked you up and had you straddle one of his thighs.

“I want you to ride me, Princess. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes, Daddy.” You started grinding your hips on his clothed thigh. The friction from your movements made it all the more pleasureable. You were a moaning mess, and you had to grab onto his shoulders to hold yourself up. His hands landed on your hips and started moving you faster on him. Your moans became louder, and just before you came, he pushed you off of him.

“I can’t wait any longer. Bend over for me, Princess.” You did as you were told.

No more than 30 seconds later, you felt his cock teasing your entrance. You didn’t dare move or say anything, for fear that he would deny you your climax. After a few seconds, he pushed himself into you slowly. You both let out a long delicious moan. Once you adjusted, he started pounding into you at in inhumane speed. You tried your best to hold yourself up, but eventually your arms gave out and you collapsed onto the mattress. He grabbed you by your throat and pulled you up, your back up against his chest. He squeezed your throat lightly, careful not to go too far.

“You feel so good Princess.” All you could do was let out a choked moan in response, his breath hot against your ear. His groans echoing into a sweet pleasured melody. After three more thrusts, you both reached your highs, letting out long and loud moans. Panting, you both collapsed forward onto the bed, and he rolled off of you. He quickly sat up against the headboard and picked you up. He laid you against his chest, back facing him. Your body was shaking, and you were still trying to catch your breath from the bliss.

“It’s okay Princess, just breathe. It’s okay,” he whispered lovingly as he massaged your arms and legs. He moved any hair away from your face and kissed your cheek. “Thank you Jagi. This was the best present ever. I love you so much,” He whispered to you.

“I love you too, Jongin,” you whispered as you slowly started to find equilibrium. Next thing you know, you were falling asleep on his chest.

Originally posted by blondejongin

I couldn’t decide which one to put so I put both lmao cx I hope you guys like it!! ~RatedM <3