Your art is simply amazing and when I saw that we are free to colour your lines I thought to myself ‘’ listen Beta, even if you don’t have drawing tablet, even if you don’t have printer and are to lazy to go to the neighbour, you have a damn photoshop and a mouse, for Christ sake go utilize this opportunity to colour meabhd’s lines.’’ And so here I am ^-^. I am not good at many things, drawing being one of them, but with that said I had to do this and I hope it looks… decent. I wish you all the luck with uni and stay awesome. <3
Lines made by
, coloured by me in photoshop using my damn slow mouse.
“Y/N! Will you please stop texting and tell me if this mirror is straight?” Yoongi called out impatiently from the living room.
“Someone’s cranky,” you tease from your newly shared bedroom. You were were careful not to knock over the hours worth of unpacking stacked neatly around you.
He was staring at the wall, absent-mindedly running his finger across his lips as he always did when he was thinking. You had never seen a man that deep in thought about an inanimate object. The sound of your camera clicking makes him turn around, the look on his face sending a smile across yours.
“What’s so funny?” he asks, pouting at your enjoyment.
“I’ve never seen someone hang a mirror so seriously before.”
He turns around and focuses back on the gilded frame in front of him, “This is our first apartment together, Y/N. I want to make sure it’s perfect.”
You stare at him quietly, taking in the moment in front of you. Yoongi was never one for sentiment. He was a serious man, but deep down he there was a softness. A softness that he only let you see in brief glimpses, catching you off guard every time he does.
“It’s perfect,” you whisper as you walk up behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist.
“Can I take a photo of us?” he asks, pulling out his phone from the pocket of his hoodie.
You nod as you bury your face in the back of his neck, taking deep breaths of the mixture of cologne and sweat and shampoo. You smile, wishing you could live in this moment forever.
☼Synopsis: Yoongi wakes you up in a manner that you won’t ever forget.
☼A/N: **there is literally not plot so if you’re not one for sex only fics then don’t read please (: ** Ahh I finally finished this fic! It was worth dedicating an all nighter solely to completing it. I’d like to thank @thules and @probabilitae for helping me out with the blowjob section along with kink ideas (there were also some others that helped with kink ideas but I have an awful memory. so if I left you out pls message me because everyone that helped needs to be mentioned!) I’d also like to thank @jngukie@vintaege and @2cool4skool-06-12-13 for encouraging me to finally finish this monster fic (y'all are the best ilysm)
You headed over to the BTS house. Video game day for Tae, Jungkook and you. You were having a friendly competition to see who would get the highest score by the end of the week. You were way ahead of them jungkook coming in second and Tae last.
You knocked on the door and to your surprise you couldn’t really hear anyone. Jungkook opened the door smiling “hey Y/n!” He said happily. “Hey Kookie! Ready to lose” You teased. He laughed a bit and looked at you for a second “Tae had to go do somethings so it’s just me and you” his voice a bit shakey. You two would be together by yourselves, it made you nervous but excited.
“That’s alright you and I can play while he’s gone” you said as you walked inside. He smiled “alright I got snacks and everything ready” he smiled. You two headed to the room and played for about and hour.
“Y/n you have to be cheating!” Jungkook whined your score being a lot higher than his. “I’m not cheating maybe you’re just bad” you giggled. You glanced over at him, his hair was a bit messy from him running his hands through it. You looked back at you screen and breathed deeply. Jungkook was a very attractive guy and you found yourself staring at him more than once. You looked over again and saw him biting his lip, and then something rose in you. Your mouth started to became dry and you couldn’t look away. “Ha i got you!” He boasted. You looked back at the screen to see your guy dead.
“You’re losing it Y/Nickname” he laughed. You playfully pushed him and laughed a bit. Next round you two were neck and neck “your gonna lose again” he teased “oh yeah” you replied. You smirked and started to tickle him and play with his controller. “Hey” he said trying to pause the game “no cheating” you giggled but didn’t stop. “Y/n stop it” you said through laughing. “Or what?” He teased him tickling him more.
He finally paused it and he quickly tackled you, his body against yours. He had your hands pinned down and was super close to your face. “You couldn’t handle me winning could you” he chuckled.
In that instant you don’t know what came over you but you leaned forward and kissed his lips. He didn’t pull away maybe out of shock but you were so glad. His lips were super soft and they almost tasted sweet. You wrapped your legs around him trying to pull him closer. He let out the softest moan against your lips as soon as his lower body pressed against yours. To your happy surprise he was kinda hard.
He pulled away looking down at you “y/n” he said almost barely audible. You looked up at him and bit your lip he looked so damn good. “Jungkook” you said with a soft moan. He bit his lip and leaned down to you “please I want you” you whispered against his ear.
He groaned and stared kissing your neck, he let go of your hands and caressed your breast. You moaned at The feeling of his touch. You pulled your shirt down a bit so he could get a better feel. His face although very red was also very full of lust. He wanted you as much as you did him. He made his was from your neck to your breast sucking sloppily on your nipple as he played with the other. You squirmed under him out of pleasure moaning at every flick of his tongue.
You couldn’t take it you wanted him you needed him inside you. You started to rock your hips again his feeling his completely rock hard member. “Please jungkook I need you, I need to feel you inside me.” You started to untie his sweatpants quickly pulling out his thick member. His tip was already wet from precum. As you moved your hand softly up and down his shaft he stopped your hand. He looked down at you with hooded eyes “y/n I already know I won’t be able to last long that’s not gonna help either” he said with a little laugh. You smirked “that’s ok I don’t think I will either” you said pulling him down into a kiss.
He deepened this kiss as he slid his tongue into your mouth. “Are you really sure about this about me?” He said softly looking into your eye. “Jungkook I’ve had the biggest crush on you forever, I couldn’t think of anyone I’d rather be with” you said making him smile. He spit on his hand a bit to lube himself up. He rubbed your clit softly but was amazed by how soaked you already were. “Wow y/n you’re so wet” he said breathy. “Wet for you” you said back. He let out a soft groan at your words.
He took the head and rubbed it up and down your folds and almost in sync you both moaned. He slowly pushed himself into you. His member felt so big so thick and it couldn’t feel any better.
He started to move slowly making sure not to hurt you but even more making sure not to bust already. “Y/n you’re so warm around me” he moaned. You were about to say something back but he started moving faster. “Fuck” you said louder than you wanted. “I hope you know you’re all mine now” he said with a smirk. “I wouldn’t want it any other way” you said with out hesitation.
He started speeding up a bit you could hear the sound of skin slapping which only turned you on more. He held you close as he moved asking ever so often if you were ok.
You felt your high coming and he must have to. He moved faster feeling your walls tighten around him. “Y/n let’s cum together” he said softly as he pulled you into a kiss. You nodded, he moved deeper in you, your walls almost pulling him deeper. He groaned loudly and reached down to rub your clit “cum for me beautiful” he said breathy.
You felt the coil in your stomach break almost like a damn breaking. You felt a rush of heat and pleasure as you came. “Jungkook!” You moaned loudly him riding out your high before pulling out. He quickly grabbed an old shirt across the room. He pumped once and let out the throatiest moan as he came.
He looked at you both of you catching your breath he pulled you close and kissed you lovingly. “Hey! I’m home guys! We’re are you?” Jungkook franticly pulled away. “Shit Taes back!” You said his eyes wide you fixed your skirt and jungkook fixed his pants.
“Here” he gave you your controller and started the game. A few seconds later Tae came into the room “there you two are! Have you been playing all day?” He asked sitting beside Jungkook. He looked at him for a second “damn she must be winning cause your face is beat red.” He chuckled and Jungkook and you just looked at each other and laughed.
Warnings: SMUT. Excessive use of pet names, mentions of bruises and small cuts, oral sex (fr), unprotected sex, slight spanking, instead of his metal arm Buck-Buck has a full sleeve of tattoos, he’s hot. This is for the second part.
So I sent ans ask for @bucky-plums-barnes Sinful Sunday about Bucky having a full sleeve of tattoos and being the kind of guy your parents always told to stay away from, @ryverpenrad said they’d write another version of this, so I’m tagging them and my wives @sexylibrarian1 and @thecrownedrose Because I love them!
/SO I had to write this for the 2nd time bcs tumblr crashed on me :)) /
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) : Despite the fact that he tries to seem like someone who doesn’t give a shit about what’s happening in the world, he actually loves you so much! And that’s what he’s doing after sex, while you’re sleeping next to him, he’s thinking “What the fuck did I do so good to deserve you?”
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) : Your waist. Gosh, something about the tight dresses and corsets you wear makes you look so sexy & he loves it when you wear loose shirts with corset and leather pants too. Sometimesyou’d dress up for him, just so he can rip off the corset from you and grip your waist and touch your body and kiss you all over. (probs bend you down some table too ;) )
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person) : Unlike the other men he knows, he’s not the one to tell you “Don’t be a little bitch and just swallow it!”. He’d let you do whatever is comfortable with you, no pressure. Though he likes it when he finishes in your mouth, or inside you, or on your tits or belly. No real preferences here.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) : Actually loves it when you push him down on the bed and tell him to shut up right before he complains “What the hell are you doing woman?”. And do whatever the hell you want to him - suck his brains off or ride him to the moon and back, all while scratching his back or chest.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) Yes, he’s pretty experiences, that’s no secret. & he 100% knows what he’s doing.
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual) : Having you bent over a table or any flat surface is fun, but he actually likes looking at your face, though at first most of the times you fucked was with you on your hands and knees, or bent down, because he was insecure if you had to look at his scarred face for too long. Literally the thought of it made him sick, however one day you switched positions,your legs wrapped around him, your back against a wall (you washed away any trace of insecurity by telling him “I love your face, god damn it, stop looking away!” + kissing him passionately right after helped too) and since then that’s how he likes it best.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) : Depends on the mood he’s in or you’re in. If he was mad about something, or someone and he wants a relief, he’d be silent, more rough and fast, kissing your neck a lot, biting it, leaving a fat bruise on. If you’re just messing around, he’d be more organic, will do it the way he feels it.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) : Has quite some hair down there; always says something under the line of “I don’t wanna feel like a naked chicken, ya know”
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) He loves feeling the warmth of your body and your nails digging in his back and holding him by the shoulders or arms, won’t actually say it out loud, but he feels so in love with you in those moments, like he finally found someone, his someone.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) : Of course he does it, though now that he has you, he prefers fucking you instead. Will only jack off if you’re very very mad with him and he has literally no other choice.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) : Something like a roleplay x appreciation kink? He loves it when you go to him when you two are alone, about to do the do, you straddle him “Will you protect me from the big bad wolf we saw in the woods?” and he’d look at you with the most unimpressed expression on his face “Yea, I will protect you” and then you but on the inside he’s all smug about it because he knows you can kick ass, but you want him to protect you. Just something about him being the man you need, your man, that’s what turns him on.
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do): Anywhere you feel like fucking doing it! Who the hell would stop you? (who the f would dare to anyways)
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) : Doesn’t need too much motivation to get turned on and in the mood; if you were making out for some time, he’d lift you up by your hips and usually that’d be the start and it’d go from there.
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) : Will not share you with anyone, doesn’t like other people creeping around you, will tell anyone to fuck off if they are looking at you in the wrong way.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) : Ofc he loves oral. Blowjobs are life, but he likes eating you out and fingering as well. Fingering he finds even sexier.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) Usually he’s going fast on you, not too rough, but just enough so you’d feel the adrenaline hit you hard.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.): Likes a quickie, will do it if whenever he can really.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) : Doesn’t really give a shit. Will do whatever the fuck he wants to, whenever the hell he pleases to, the real risk is for those interrupting. ;)
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) : Doesn’t last an extremely long period of time, but just enough for both of you to be completely satisfied in whatever situation.
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?): “I don’t need any fucking toys.”
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) : Is not really that much of a tease, though won’t mind it if you tease him.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) : LOud , low, throaty grunts, definitelly some dirty talk “I know you like that” followed by some more grunting and heavy breathing and cursing.
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) : Likes fucking you doggie style too, bcs that way he can grip on your waist, hips and ass as much as he wants to!!
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) : Well he’s a big man with a bick dick. Is there anything more to say? He’s around 6′8 feet tall, jesus!
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) : Is ready to have you anytime, anywhere, so I’d say sex drive is as high as it can get.
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) : There are nights in which he stays awake for quite some time, just thinking about many things; on other nights he pulls you to him and dozes off ofter a few moments.
Prompt A: I need you stop biting your lip like that B: You what? A: Seriously, it’s like you’re purposely trying to sabotage my attempts to forget that I’m completely in love with you. B: Hold on, rewind a little. Did you just say you loved me? A:Shit! Fuck! Did I just say that out loud?
A/N: I tweaked the wording of the prompt a little so that it better fits Gil’s character - but yeah, it’s stil basically the same
“You give her that back you big bully!” You yelled, storming towards a pirate, pointing an accusing finger. You may have only been small but you could sure as hell shout, and soon you were squaring up to the boy in front of you. “Y/N! What a pleasure to see ye” Harry exclaimed, taking a wad of paper notes from his mouth and grinning at you. You scowled. “Stealing from children Harry, that’s a new low even for you. Give it her back” You said plainly, looking back at Dizzy who was cowering behind you. The pirate had charged in to the “Curl up and Dye”, demanding her days wages before knocking a tables worth of hair dyes and combs onto the floor. You were less than impressed. “I’m sorry sweetheart, no can do,” the pirate continued, spinning on his heels and whistling as he went to leave the building. You glanced to your right, where Dizzy was sweeping up Harry’s mess glumly, staring at the floor. He wasn’t going to get away with this. “Still running around after Uma I guess. You always were like her slave” you called after him, hoping to bruise his ego enough for him to return. It worked. He froze in the door frame, his eyes narrowed as he met your gaze. “A little rich coming from ye isn’t it princess? Still following your sister around blindly?”. You rolled your eyes. It always came back to Mal. You were the youngest daughter of Maleficent, meaning you were always compared to your purple haired big sister. Usually you didn’t mind, you and Mal were pretty similar after all, but the constant comparison was growing tiring. “Leave Mal out of this” You warned, taking another step towards the pirate and plucking the money from his hands and throwing it towards Dizzy, who caught it with both hands. “You’ll regret that little witch” Harry snarled, grabbing the back of your fore arm. “I wouldn’t bet on it” You spat back, making the first mate chuckle manically.
Maybe he should have bet on it. Dizzy may have got her money back but now you were being dragged through the back alleyways of the Isle’s streets, with your hands tied behind your back. Harry was stronger than you had anticipated, so it didn’t take him long to have you pinned against a wall as he fastened rope around wrists. You were on your way to Ursula’s Fish and Chip Shop you could tell, the stench of decaying seafood detectable from miles away. You glanced at the pirate who was holding you hostage, sniggering to yourself. Although you looked pretty harmless you had been taught to fight from a young age, so even though Harry may have won, he didn’t escape your scrap unharmed. There was dark purple bruise staring to form under his eye, from where you had swung a punch at him. A sense of accomplishment washed over you knowing that the pirate wouldn’t be bothering Dizzy again for a while, as Harry grunted a little in pain. Served the cocky little shit right.
The doors to the fish and chip shop swung open, the combination of the bustling atmosphere and questionable smells making your head ache slightly. You had never really eaten there before, the fierce rivalry between your sister and Uma herself, repelling you from ever entering. You didn’t think you missed out on much. The pirate, dragged you by the arm into the furthest corner in the restaurant, pushing you down onto a bar stool. You sighed impatiently. “Harry! What happened to your face?” You looked around to see a the son of Gaston, staring at Harry with a mixture of confusion and excitement. Harry caught you grinning smugly to yourself and scowled back at you before turning to his friend. “Nothing to do with ye Gil” He grumbled, still glaring at you. You raised your eyebrows with mock innocence in return. “Hold on a second Harry…” Gil gasped as if he’d come to a staggering revelation. He looked at you, then at Harry, then back at you. “Did you get beaten up by tiny little Y/N? Again?” You spluttered with laughter at the word again. You and Harry were known not to see eye to eye. When the pirate did nothing but scowl more, Gil erupted into huge fits of belly laughter, gaining glares from the customers around him. You were reminded immediately why you liked the boy. “Gil shut ye mouth now” “You did!” Gil exclaimed, clearly proud with himself “You got beaten up by Y/N! Wait till Uma hears! Uma come listen to this!” He was still laughing until Harry stood up beside him, tapping him on the end of his nose with his hook. Gil gulped and quickly shut up. “What the hell is going on out here?” Uma appeared from out of the kitchen, an unamused expression painted on her face. ‘Uma!’ Gil shouted, excited “You missed it. Harry just got beaten up by-” “Me” You said, speaking up for the first time, diverting everybody’s gaze towards you. Uma lips flickered upwards in a smirk for a split second before returning to a poker face. “Well well well well” she said making her way towards you, Harry following grinning behind her “Would you look what the cat dragged in?” “Actually I was dragged in here by that mindless pig that you call a servant” It was enough to agitate the first mate, causing him to lunge for you. Uma put her hand on his shoulder and he relented, simply waving his hook at you menacingly. “Harry chill,” the daughter of Ursula sighed. “I don’t see why you just won’t let me hook her,” Harry replied, reaching forwards and sweeping the hair out of your eyes with his hook. When he pressed his face continually closer to yours, you decided enough was enough, taking it upon yourself to spit directly in his face. What? You valued your personal space.
Harry recoiled, but not before taking a swing at you with his hook, cutting your cheek which now ran with blood. “You little bi-” the pirate snarled, before being pushed out of he way by Gil. “Hey guys what are we looking a-” Gil took one look at your face and jumped back a little “God damn it guys, you hurt her!” You were doing all you could not to cry, but the searing pain along your cheek bone was making it increasingly more difficult not to. You stopped yourself before a tear could slip, biting your lip instead. You were the daughter of Maleficent, you were not going to burst into tears about a little cut. “Harry! To the back with me! Now!” Growled Uma, grabbing the pirate by the arm and dragging him away. He had the audacity to blow a kiss to you as he sauntered away. “Go choke on a catfish!” You yelled at him as he left your sight, attempting to wipe away a droplet of blood with the back of your sleeve, but failing. It was harder than it looked when your hands were tied behind your back. “I’ll go get the first aid kit” said a chirpy voice from behind you “Wait there” You shot around to see Gil wandering off into the back of the shop, leaving you sat on your stool alone. You could have run out of those doors quite easily, rallied up your friends and dragged them back down there to get revenge. But you didn’t. You sat and waited for Gil to return.
“Gil, I really appreciate this, but I’m not so sure I need three gauzes stuck to my face” you laughed. You grinned as the boy wrapped the majority of your head, including your eyes and ears, in a thick white bandage on top of the seven plasters he had stuck over you wound. All of this for a cut that was two centimetres wide at the most. “You think you might need four?” Gil asked confused. “I think we might need to lose the bandage” “Okay” he replied simply, unravelling it from your head. Once you could finally see and hear again you couldn’t help but smile at the boy who was grinning back at you. “Thanks I guess-” You began but were interrupted. “It’s fine. It’s not like I didn’t used to do it when we were little”. The comment caught you off guard. You weren’t expecting it. You were a clumsily kid, always the child to fall over and cut their knee. Gil was a kind kid, always the child to give you a plaster and his apple from his lunch box. “Yeah, I’d forgotten about that” There was a long, but not uncomfortable, silence. “You’re funny you know” Gil started. “Am I?” You asked slightly confused, only to be met with vigorous nodding from Gaston’s youngest son. “Yeah! It’s funny when you embarrass Harry. He’ll be really mad you know, he hates when it when people do that to him. But it’s okay I’ll make sure he doesn’t hurt you again” “Thank you Gil but there’s really no need” you said quickly, trying to get him to drop the topic as you saw Harry and Uma enter the main restaurant again. Something told you Harry would not be thrilled with Gil talking about him or helping the girl that was supposed to be their hostage. The poor boy was blissfully unaware and continued to ramble. “It’s usually me who makes Harry mad. He doesn’t like you I think but that’s okay, I like you and he doesn’t like anybody except for Uma anyway” He was still talking as the two approached. You were trying desperately to warn him but he wouldn’t let you get a word in edge ways. “Actually, I don’t think Uma likes you either,” Gil frowned before continuing “But that’s not your fault. She’s still mad about that time your sister put shrimp in her and everyb-” “AND YOU NEED TO STOP TALKING” Gil whipped his head around to Uma, shouting in his ear and giving him the dirtiest look. “Come on mate. Outside. Now. You know where to go”. Harry hoisted Gil upwards and walked behind him as he trudged out of Ursula’s Fish and Chip Shop, plonking himself down on the step by the entrance. Something told you this wasn’t the first time this had happened. He tried to walk back inside but Harry pushed him back out, his hook held to his chest. That time he stayed put. Uma was still glaring at you. “You’re going to stay here until Mal comes for you. Got it?” It wasn’t so much of a question so much as it was an order. “Are you really going to use me as bait so you can continue to argue with my sister? Doesn’t that sound a little petty?” “Guess what, I just so happen to be a petty person” Uma snapped before, walking to lecture Gil outside.
The next time somebody spoke to you again it was Gil. As soon as Uma and Harry let him back in he inched his way towards you looking sheepish but deep in thought. He stopped in front of you and took a deep breath. “Uma says to tell you that I’m not allowed to talk to you even though you’re really pretty and you make me laugh because you stand up to Harry and it’s funny when you make him look stupid” He grinned at himself, clearly proud that he had delivered the message he was told to. Something told you that the message had changed a little from when Uma had first told him, but you didn’t say anything. You felt your cheeks slowly start to flush red as you blushed uncontrollably. He thought you were pretty. You cursed yourself in your mind. There was no way you were going to lose your cool simply because Gil complimented you. But you couldn’t stop yourself from smiling. “I remember one time when we were seven…” “Harry said that you couldn’t play with me because you were a girl so you dumped your whole carton of milk over his head and then stomped on his toe” Gil laughed. “Yeah! You remember that?” You started to chew on your lip a little. You had always been close with Gil as children, practically inseparable, but something happened when he met Uma and you started to hang out with your sisters friends. The two of you drifted apart. “Of course I remember! We used to spend all our time together but you didn’t like Harry and Harry told me it was pointless me having a crush on you…” As soon as he said the words he bolted upright “Forget I said that last bit” You chewed down on your lip further, practically drawing blood. Because it was all flooding back, your first childhood crush at the age of five years old was stood beaming a smile at you. “It’s been forgotten” There was an awkward silence between the two of you, neither knowing what to say. You were still biting your lip, the metallic taste lingering in your mouth confirming that it was, in fact, bleeding. “I need you stop biting your lip like that” Gil said eventually. “You what?” You looked at the boy as if he was going crazy, but he refused to drag his eyes away from your lips. How long had he been staring at them. “Seriously. If Uma and Harry knows I’ve been thinking about kissing you they’ll kill me. Plus, I’ve been trying to forget that I’m in love with you Y/N and you’re not helping” You were completely and utterly stunned. There was a lot of new information dropped into that sentence. New information that changed a lot of things. A lot. “Hold on, rewind a little. Did you just say you loved me?” Gil’s eyes widened with alarm “Oh no! Did I just say that out loud?” He jumped up from where he was sat beside me and began to pace up and down. “I just made things weird didn’t I, I messed things up again” “Gil relax,” you said softly “I’ve missed you” You were telling the truth. Although you were friends with the core-four like your sister you had missed Gil more than you wanted to admit. He may have been goofy and he may have a knack for saying the wrong things at the wrong time, but he had good intentions and you loved him for it. That and the fact that he wasn’t too bad on the eyes. “You.. Missed me?” Questioned Gil looking slightly dazed. “Yes you, you buffoon” Gil broke out into the widest grin and let out a giddy giggle. You practically melted on your barstool. “I’ve missed you too Y/N! Wait till I tell Um- Maybe that’s not the best idea” “No, it’s probably not” you chuckled. “Does this mean we can be friends again?” Your heart sunk a little. You had always wanted to be more than friends with Gil. Always. Even at five years old. Former Y/N knew what she wanted. She got stuff done. “Friends?” “Who am I kidding Y/N. I Kind of think I love you” Gil took another step towards you and cut the ties on your hands, wrapping you in a hug. You hugged him back, breathing into the crook of his neck as he spun you around. “I kind of think I love you too”. He put you back down, setting you on top of a table. “I know we just decided that we are going to be friends…” you raised your eyebrow at the the word but he continued anyway “…again but you should probably get out of here before Uma and Harry come back. I’ll meet you at the docks tonight” You gave him a quick nod. “They’ll kill you if they know you let me go” “Then they’ll just not have to know will they” He grinned at you but you rolled your eyes. Gil was the worst person to keep a secret, he’d probably tell them himself by accident. “Okay Gil,” you whispered “I’ll see you around”. You leaned forwards and kissed his cheek causing his whole face to burn bright red. “I’ll… Um… I.. guess… that um…. I’ll see you around… Um too” And with that you walked out of the Fish and Chip shop, fully prepared to start a brand new chapter with the son of Gaston. You sent an imaginary thank you to Harry Hook. If he hadn’t have been such an asshole, you would have never re-discovered your childhood crush.
A/N: sorry this took so long, and i’m not even sure it’s any good. but the best way to get past writer’s block is to write, which is weird, but here ya go lmao
You couldn’t keep your eyes off it, scared that if you’d blink it would disappear. It was beautiful and luxurious and everything you’d dreamed it would be. After pinning an endless supply of pictures of the seemingly unobtainable automobile in your “future car” folder on Pinterest, it was completely and utterly surreal that it was now perched in front of you in all its glory, tied up in a satin red bow.
“It’s white.” It was hard to breathe. “You remembered.”
Request: Could you please do a one-shot where the reader and Chris are married with twin boys? Thank!!!
Requested by: Anonymous
You sat on the bathroom floor, enjoying the first moment to yourself you had had in weeks. Don’t get the wrong idea. You loved your life, husband, and kids, but, sometimes you just needed a moment to breathe.