jess does not even bat an eyelash when kara steps out of the elevator, and maybe that’s the first sign that things have changed
(jess never disliked her–no, jess just cares about lena, cares in a way kara is eternally thankful for. and kara, reporter kara, could be as much of a threat to lena luthor as any kryptonite-chested henchman. but now– now jess looks up at her, nods, and it feels all the world like success)
she knocks, knowing she doesn’t have to, and walks in before lena can answer. this is lena’s office, lena’s space, but oh, if it doesn’t feel like part of her home
(oh, if lena doesn’t feel like home)
kara has gotten flowers upon flowers upon flowers, in every shade and color and she doesn’t know what to do with all of them, where to put them. she is not used to it, this public sort of praise. she isn’t used to being appreciated as kara, but hasn’t lena always done that? hasn’t lena always seen her as kara first?
seeing her as lena is only returning the favor, kara thinks
lena smiles easily, and kara’s heart ends up somewhere behind her stomach, thumping out an uneven, frantic beat. she can survive without air on this planet but she is increasingly beginning to believe that without that smile, that look, those eyes–she’d be a goner
so, kara says, because she has to say something, has to stop staring at lena and that beautiful magazine cover. my office is overflowing with flowers
when lena feigns confusion, crinkles her brow——kara has never wanted to kiss her more. but then lena is talking: thank you. i have never had a friend like you. i’ve never had family like you.
kara can wave off this praise: it is what friends do. but when lena tilts her head, murmurs, coming into that warehouse, saving me– kara coughs, a choked sound. what?
lena doesn’t answer; instead, she reaches up, gives kara a moment to stop her, stop this. when kara doesn’t move, lena lifts the glasses off of her face, quietly hums in victory
a super and a luthor, lena says again, and kara thinks of that day so many weeks ago, that gala. (she wants to think about lena saving them, saving the day, as she seemed to do so often. she ends up thinking about lena showing up at catco and lena showing up at her apartment and lena, lena lena)
you risked a lot for me, lena says, and kara shakes her head. i’d risk anything for you
there’s a moment, a perfect one, where their bodies still and time feels forgiving rather than forgetful and the world lifts itself off their shoulders
imagine, kara wants to shout. imagine what we could be together, imagine what we could do together, imagine, imagine it—
and then kara’s phone rings
lena stands quickly, suddenly a shadow of her previously confident self; she has learned pride and posture and learned them well, but when kara is involved, she can do nothing but stumble
kara silences her phone and stands, an echo, and the action pulls her closer to lena. they are caught again in this storm, and it thunders louder, and louder, and lena leans in first tugs kara close, arms around shoulders, eyes shut
kara knows she is in for a lecture later back at the deo–you almost died, you shouldn’t have gone, you took too big a risk–but lena is kissing her and every doubt and thought and thing flies straight out of her mind
lena is kissing her. lena is kissing her
she still has her eyes closed for a beat when lena pulls away and giggles: kara– babe, you’re floating a bit
kara crashes back down to the ground and falls even harder
I know round here we all agree that hot!young Harrison Ford with his carpenter’s hands is one of the most compelling arguments for time travel humanity has yet put forward, but I am here to tell you that the modern 6 year old is less easy to impress. “I thought Indiana Jones was a girl,” she said sadly, clearly underwhelmed by her first sight of him in Raiders of the Lost Ark. “Me too,” echoed her sister, slurping mournfully at a Calipo as if I personally had betrayed her by allowing this 80s classic to be made with a ~man~ as the main character. “She should be a girl. A girl with glasses.”
Move over Harrison my friend, kids today don’t want hats n whips n leather jackets, they want their swashbuckling heroes to be GIRLS. Girls who look like librarians. Get to work Hollywood, don’t leave my children disappointed.
EXO reaction when you find out they’re a part of a mafia
Hi! Can you do exo reaction when you find out they are in mafia? Thank you very much!!!
Hell. Yes. I. Can. I actually live for mafia! exo so thank you you angel for requesting this. Here it goes.
Since you were now married, Xiumin thought it would be right to tell you. You can’t leave him now that you’re married to him, not that he would let you if you weren’t either. You truly loved Minseok, you did. You promised each other that you would love each other unconditionally until the end of time. You even said so in your vows.
As much as you loved him, or thought you did, you couldn’t take this. He lied to you for years but worse than that, he’s a cold blooded murderer. When you demanded a divorce he just scoffed.
‘’But darling, we just got married. We haven’t even been on our honey moon yet.’’
‘’Stop playing games Minseok! I can’t be with a murderer like you!’’
‘’I’m sorry but did you forget what you said in your vows? That you would love me no matter what, until the end of time. You promised jagi, and I expect you to keep that promise.’’
You really wished you didn’t find out. You couldn’t believe your ears. Junmyeon thought you were upstairs so he decided to make a phone call. You just went downstairs to ask him what movie does he wanna watch tonight, but stopped in your tracks as you heard him talking rather angrily on the phone. He was in the kitchen when you were right outside of the door. What he said was enough for you to connect the dots.
All the late night shifts, the long hours, the traveling, the smell of blood that you sometimes noticed on his clothes. You always ignored it or just thought that your mind was playing tricks on you. But now you knew. And so did he. He knew that you found out as soon as he walked through that door. He saw the look of shock and fear on your face.
‘’This was bound to happen sooner or later. But, just so you know, you’re still mine. This changes nothing between us.’’
‘’What are you talking about? It changes everything! Junmyeon I need to leave I-’’
‘’Woah, woah there sweetheart. You aren’t going anywhere. You are my fiancé, my angel. I can’t let you go.’’
He laughs ‘’Maybe, but only for you.’’
You found out about Yixing’s dirty little secret after a bunch of men kidnapped you. They thought you knew, but you didn’t. Not until then at least. They held you in their prison for days, trying to pry information out of you. You were completely broken. You thought you would die in there, after you just found out your boyfriend of a couple of years was a part of the mafia. Yixing of course came after you. You were not thinking straight, you forgot all the hate and fear and just ran into his arms, because you were finally out of that prison. When you were walking to the car, for Yixing to take you home, you saw more than a few dead bodies. This brought you back to the harsh, painful reality. You couldn’t get in a car with a murderer.
‘’Yixing, I… I can’t stay with you. Not after this. I need to leave.’’
‘’What do you mean leave? I just got you back, you can’t just leave me after I’ve searched and worried for you day and night. After fearing that I lost the one I loved-’’
‘’Well, you did. If you truly loved me you’d let me out of this hell.’’
He looked up at you with tears in his eyes ‘’Let you go? I can’t. I love you. You can’t just leave me like this! This isn’t how it’s supposed to go!’’
‘’Yixing I need to leave! Not that I only need to leave, I want to leave! I can’t stay with someone like you.’’
His heart broke at that moment. He couldn’t believe that he has to do this. He didn’t want to hurt you, but he can’t let you leave. You’re his everything.
‘’I’m sorry baobei.’’ was all he said before he nodded at his men, and the next thing you felt were handcuffs clicking on your wrists.
You just looked at him with complete disappointment and disbelief, while he avoided eye contact.
You were married to Baekhyun for almost a year, and you couldn’t be happier. Until one night. You were having dinner as usual and everything was normal. Except Baek wasn’t that talkative. You guessed it was something that happened at work and didn’t want to bother him about it. Then he casually, like he was having a normal conversation, said that he was a part of the mafia.
‘’Just thought it was time you should know.’’
The fork and knife you held clattered to the plate. You swallowed nervously, you were in complete shock. ‘’You’re kidding, right?’’
‘’No, I’m not. When did I ever lie to you?’’
‘’Um, maybe these past few years?!’’ you yelled. You didn’t plan on yelling that loud, it just came out.
‘’What did you expect me to do Y/N? Just mention to you on our first date that I’m in the mafia?’’
‘’You don’t seem to have a problem with it now!’’
‘’Because now you can’t leave. We’re married.’’
You laughed in his face ‘’Can’t leave? Sure as hell I can! Watch me.’’
You stomped to the door. You looked behind you to see if he was going after you, but he wasn’t. He continued sitting at the table. When you made it to the double door, you swung it open only to find two tall men with guns in their hands.
Now it was his turn to laugh in your face.
‘’You’re not going anywhere without me, sweetheart.’’
You knew for a couple of weeks now, he told you one night. And that night is the night you stopped seeing him as your loving, caring Jongdae. You were of course not going to stay with him, but you didn’t react right away. You were a smart woman, he wasn’t going to trap you that easily. So you waited a week to catch him off guard when you do actually try to leave.
And you did. You somehow sneaked out and now, instead of Seoul, you were in Busan. First mistake. Busan is too close so he tracked you down easily.
You were lying on your bed in your small hotel room trying to sleep. You were close, until you heard a knock on the balcony door. You groggily got up, still sleepy, but you woke up quickly when you saw Jongdae waving at you from the other side of your balcony. He gestured at you to move away from the glass, and in fear, you did. He pulled out a gun and shot it at the glass making it break. He stepped into your hotel room with open arms and a smile on his face.
‘’Baby! I missed you!’’ He said with an overly cheerful voice. ’’I gotta say, it was clever of you to catch me off guard like this. I always knew you were intellegent.’’ He then grabbed your face roughly. ’’My type of woman,’’ and with that, he started kissing you. Roughly.
‘He’s insane’ you thought. But then you realized you were kissing him back with just as much passion. ‘I’m insane.’
And you went home with him. To your home.
You didn’t even know this guy. Alright you kind of did, but you felt like you didn’t know him. You were dating this sweet, sweet guy for almost two months now and it was the best two months of your life. Until one night.
You were at this exlusive ass club together that he somehow got you two into and as it was pretty late and you were tired as hell, you decided to go home. You two were walking to the parking lot that was not far but not close from the club either. As you were walking down a shady street, a couple of sleezy guys started hitting on you. Chanyeol was furious, which was understandable.
But when three guys tried holding him back while the other one had you cornered against a wall with a knife against your neck, he didn’t hesitate to kill.
It all happened so fast. He swiftly pulled out his gun, that you had no idea he had, and shot each and every one of them. The rest was just a blur of tears and him frantically trying to comfort you and explain what he said. The only thing you caught was that he was in the mafia.
You tried to free yourself from his grip and run away somewhere, as far away from him as you could. But his grip on you was too strong it hurt.
‘’Let me go! HELP! HE-’’
He pressed his hand against your mouth blocking your screams. He had no idea what to do now. He, a man that was a part of a big and dangerous mafia, had no clue what to say or do now. So he pleaded. For the first time in his life, he pleaded.
‘’Please don’t leave me. You can’t. You won’t right? Look at what I did to protect you. I love you. I’ve never loved anyone. We’re gonna go home now okay? And you’re gonna stay with me right? Yeah.’’
You didn’t know if this guy was sick or something, but you kept shaking your head with tears streaming down your eyes and he somehow took that as a yes.
Not that you have a choice anyway.
You were his princess. No, his queen. His everything. None of this would matter without you. The money, the houses, the cars, the mafia, his life. He was nothing without you. He was never this weak around anyone. And Kyungsoo doesn’t like being weak.
He trusted you with this. With his secret. You acted understanding at first, only a little scared. That was very smart of you. But when he found out you went to the fucking police with all of this information about him he lost it. You forced him and his people to kill a bunch of officers. His gang wanted to kill you too, but him, being the love struck idiot he is, did not allow it. He would never ever let anyone hurt his angel.
That doesn’t mean he still trusts you though. On the contrary, he lost all trust in you. He swore to himself he would never be completely honset with you again. He still fucking loves you though. Of course he does. You made him weak.
Even though you were the one in the cage in his room and he was the one with the key to it you still managed to control him.
‘’I can’t believe you did that to me.’’ He laughed ‘’You betrayed me. I should never let you out of this cage. Actually, I should let my gang kill you. But I can’t. I love you. As cunning or backstabbing you are, I love you,’’ he sighed. ‘’But you’re not getting out of that cage soon.’’
‘’But Soo~’’ you said in a voice that made him melt. ‘’You know I love you too. And I’m sorry I went to the police. But can you blame me? I panicked! I would never betray you on purpose. Now, baby, let me out of this cage?’’
Lies, lies, lies. You were lying and you both knew it. He damn well knew that lying, evil poison was dripping from your lips. But how could you make it sound so beautiful and innocent? Truly a goddess he had before him.
So he unlocked the cage which you then crawled out of. He took you in his arms which you got comfortable in. You burried your head in his neck and, knewing he could feel it, smirked.
He didn’t want to tell you. He wanted to keep it a secret forever. But you deserved the truth. And it crushed you. It crushed him as well. As soon as he told you you fell apart in front of him. It broke his heart to see you so scared and sad. It hurt his soul when you flinched when he came closer to you. He just wanted to comfort you but you slapped his hand away.
‘’I hope you know that I love you and that this doesn’t change anything. I wi-’’
You cut him off right there, ‘’Doesn’t change anything? It changes absolutely everything Jongin!’’ you screamed ‘’You’re a murderer! A killer! How am I supposed to be with someone like that? How am I supposed to have a family with someone like that?’’ The last part came out in a whisper.
Jongin also had tears in his eyes. ‘’F-family?’’
‘’Yes a family! We’re married. We’re supposed to have a future together. We were supposed to have kids that would have normal lives. Now all of that is out of the question.’’
‘’It’s not! We’re still married! We can still have a family! I still love you!’’
‘’Yeah, well I can’t say the same back anymore.’’
‘’You’re lying.’’ His voice cracked.
Of course you were lying. You were lying to him and to yourself.
‘’You’re lying. You’re lying! You’re not gonna leave me.’’
‘’I can’t be with a murderer.’’
That’s what he was. A murdurer. A drug dealer. A hacker. Everything you teach your kids not to be. He knew this. And it ate his soul away every night. Except when you’re with him. With you he felt like Jongin and not like Kai- the mafia’s assasin. He couldn’t let something precious like that go.
So he didn’t. ‘’You’re my happiness. I can’t let my happiness go.’’ And so your fate was sealed.
When he one day came back home late, as usual, he saw you and all most of your belongings were gone. He was disappointed honestly. He trusted you. He knew he’d get you back easily though, so he decided not to panic. He kept calm while he called a couple of his ‘friends’ to help him find you. Sehun would never admit it but his heart shattered to pieces.
He was hurt.
But he knew this would happen sooner or later. Deep inside he hated himself for doing what he does. As much as he wanted to, he couldn’t get out of this world so with years of practice he pushed the guilt to the back of his mind. he couldn’t escape. And neither could you.
When you came face to face again both you and him expected him to be angry, but he was more hurt than angry.
‘’Why did you just leave like that? Without saying goodbye? Without a single note behind?’’
‘’What did you expect me to do Sehun? Stay with a murderer? A terrorist? I honestly can’t understand you-’’, you would’ve went, when he interupted you.
‘’Listen, I know what I fucking am. Talk shit about me all you want, I know it all. You don’t have to repeat it.’’ he kept a straight face while saying this ‘’You think I chose this life?! Do you really thi-’’
‘’No! But you chose to stay in this life. Don’t you dare try playing the fucking victim here Sehun.’’
Your words shot pain straight to his heart. It was amazing how he was just faced with the truth itself, but still managed to somehow push it aside.
He gestured at his men to cuff you, so they did and threw you in the car.
‘How can he do this to me?’ you thought. Tears pricked your eyes but you didn’t dare let them fall. You still loved him. And you’ll keep on loving him for god knows how long. You didn’t want to admit that, you’d rather avoid the truth. Just like him.
Ugh finally! I’ve worked on this for so long. I’m sorry it took this long :( Hope you guys like it! Sorry that some are longer than others. Some are really long bc I just couldn’t stop lol. And hopefully more mafia au related shit will be coming.
“I was offered the part of Mrs. Robinson in The Graduate but I could not see myself rolling around in the sheets with a young man half my age whom I’d seduced. I realized it was an effective part (Annie Bancroft eventually won the Academy Award for it) but it offended my sense of values. Of course, in the years since then, explicit sex has become commonplace on the screen – so commonplace that it is considered novel when a film appears without a few naked bodies thrashing about. Now I really don’t put anybody else down for doing such scenes. To each his own. Many actors enjoy doing these turns, and obviously many people enjoy watching them. I don’t, either doing or watching. I can’t picture myself in bed with a man, all the crew around us, doing that which I consider so exciting and exalting when it is personal and private. I am really appalled by some of the public exhibitions on the screen by good actors and actresses who certainly have the talent to convey the impact of what they are doing without showing us to the last detail of pubic hair and rosy nipple how they are doing it.” -Doris Day
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader Rating: Explicit - 18+ only Summary: After a seemingly hard health evaluation with the team, Reader wakes up irritated. Steve wants to make the day special for her and apologize, but this only makes his girlfriend want to try something new and explore a new side of her. Word Count: 2.7k Genre: NSFW/SMUT Warning: light hair pulling, teasing, masturbation, dirty talking, thigh riding, grinding, cock worship [?], detailed oral sex (male receiving), and light Dom!Reader. Special thank you to @punkrockhippiefromthefourties for helping me with this one.
Gifs used below aren’t mine, credit to the rightful owners.
Eyes closed, you grumbled as the sound coming from the side of your bed repeated for the second time in a row. You unconsciously placed another pillow above your head and tried to forget the melody, but it was already too late as you awoke to the ringtone of your smartphone lying on your bedside table. You barely had time to open your eyes and catch the device that the annoying sound faded away.
Mentally cursing the person who had woken you up, you lay back your phone on the nightstand and sought a few more minutes of sleep. You only had the time to find the meaning of this word again that your ringtone screamed to your ears once more. Furiously, you blindly reached for the phone and answered the call with this clear irritation on your features
“Whoa, looks like someone hasn’t had enough sleep.”